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She realized this was becoming an obsession yet she could not help herself.
During this time my mother would tell her Internet son how her urges dominated more and more of her thinking.We both had our own computers in our own rooms and separate phone lines for both of them.So I went back to my room and logged on to the same place under the name of Momma's Boy.I guess she had grown to trust me because she told me they reminded her of her son.She told me that what first attracted her to me was my handle.Then she asked me if I would pretend to be her son. She liked to play out different fantasy scenes with me.
In one I would hypnotize her as part of a school project and then take advantage of my power over her.
When she see me in my swim shorts she would say in a husky voice how "her baby was getting to be such big man".
However despite all of this she was still very conservative and also religious.
I have fantasized about my mother since I was twelve. She looked a lot like Beaver's mother in the old show "Leave It to Beaver".
I don't know how it started except that one night I had wet dream about her and since then she was all I wanted. My Dad took off one day and she never heard from him again until she got his divorce papers. She was 45, always dressed conservatively, and acted prim and proper. To look at her you would think she was the All American Mom. Underneath her stoic veneer was a tall woman of 5'10".
When I wanted to snuggle in her breasts, when we hugged, she would pull me away can call me a "naughty boy" (with a sly smile), for example.