Mother and son
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				Title: <strong>Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 16:36:08</strong>
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				Pete pushed himself as he saw the finish line just a few more yards ahead. He could almost feel his competitors breathing down his neck but he wouldn’t let them win, not now, not ever. A few seconds later the stadium exploded with cheers when he crossed the marker and came first just a few feet to spare to the boy on second place. He couldn’t believe it he had won the championship! Not that it did matter, it was only five schools that had entered the competition, but to him it did. In all the cheering he felt a pang that his father wasn’t around to see this. As usual his mother was no-where to be seen.<br><br>Pete was a large boy, well developed, well over 6 feet tall, with short black hair and blue eyes and had a real talent for sports; football, gymnastics, tracks, you name it and he was one of the best on the school. Turning 18 next already the states collages was starting to try to enlist him with different “bribes”, just so he would choose their school. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 16:47:22</strong>
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				She had not forgotten about his championship game, in fact she wanted to be there however she just couldn't drag herself out of bed. She had been in such a depression since her husband had passed away. She only ever got out of bed to get alcohol or something to eat. She had managed to call him, and leave a message wishing him good luck on his meet.<br><br>She was a very veluptous woman, standing at 5'9 with long curly red hair and dazzling green eyes. However since the death, her hair has remained matted and her eyes have seemed to grow dull as if the life is being sucked out of her slowly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 08:25:29</strong>
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				The victory party was a success and several of the girls from the cheerleading team tried their best to win Pete's attention but he wasn't in the mood. All he wanted was to get home, he feared that his mother by now would be pissed drunk and maybe even passed out on the floor. At first oppertunity he sneaked away and took a taxi home.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 08:40:13</strong>
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				When he arrived, he would find her not nearly as drunk as she usually was even if she was drunk. She was currently sitting on the couch, about half passed out as she waited for him. She was wearing a long floor length terry-cloth robe that she had thrown on after showering. Her once shining green eyes now slightly dulled and glazed over as her once lusturous red hair matted slightly against her face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 08:44:12</strong>
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				Pete didn't ask if she was awake when he got home, instead he took a tour through the house to see if she was still out of bed. Pete sighed as he saw her.<br><br>"Mom... why?" He didn't wait for any answer, instead he walked up to the couch to help her up.<br>"Mom... its time for bed. Come on..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 09:00:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She just smiled, "There's my champion.." She said half drunkenly as she clung to him, her arms around his neck. It had been mothers day.. and she had spent most of the day alone.. and her son had to be gone most of the day.. it wasnt a good day for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 09:05:37</strong>
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				”Mom, happy mother’s day…” He took his strong arms around her and supported her so she could walk. Among the smell of drunkenness he could still smell the sweet smell of the perfume she wore, he loved that smell.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 09:15:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She clung to him, untill they got to bed. She fell against the bed and smiled up at him, "I didn't think you would remember.. " She said in a sad voice as she pulled him down beside her. "Won't you stay with me a little while baby?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 09:26:58</strong>
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				"Of course I remember mom... who could forget?" As she fell, her naked leg flashed before his eyes, she really had lovely legs. He sat down in the bed and helped her lay down and took her hand. Seeing her mattered hair Pete began moving it away from her face.<br>"Sure I will stay. Shouldn't you remove your robe?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 09:41:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles softly at him, "Mmm.. be a good son.. help your mommy off with it" She didnt realize at the moment that she was naked underneath.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 09:52:48</strong>
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				Nor did Pete, at least he thought she had panties on. Her nudness was something he got very aware of once he had got her right arm out from the robe, not that he said anything but getting an eye full of his mother's full breast made him blush, it didn't help very much either that he had to lean all over her to help her with the other one which caused him to brush over them with his arm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 09:53:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and pulls him down to hug her close. "I love you sweetie.. wont you stay with me tonight?" She didnt want to sleep alone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 09:58:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Startled by her embrace he didn't pull back and he hugged her back.<br>"Love you to mom... are you sure that is wise? Your bed isn't that big and you do need to get some good sleep."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 17:07:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, and without saying anything else she fells asleep.. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 20:34:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pete sighs that it took so quick this evening for his mother to fall to sleep. He kisses her on her forhead then rises from her bed and exits the room. Feeling very tired he takes a quick shower then hits the sack falling to sleep almost before hitting the pillow.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 20:45:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She murmurs and she begins to cold sweat in her sleep. She trembles as she wakes up and she slides up and onto her feet as she walks down the hallway trembling. She makes her way into Pete's room and colapses just before getting to his bed.. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 21:15:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pete stirred in his sleep and turned causing his blanket to roll of him exposing his naked body, <em>and</em> very impressive hard-on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 21:30:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She climbed slowly from the floor where she flopped down on the bed beside her. "Mmm.. Are you awake sweetie?" She had her eyes half closed.. she hadnt yet seen his naked body yet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 06:33:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Again Pete stirred in his sleep at his mother's voice, but he didn't wake up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 06:56:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved to sit up and she stroked his shoulder a bit to try to awaken him as her eyes begin to slide down his body realizing that he is completely hard she gasps seeing how hard he is.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 08:11:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pete’s body was really in his prime, highly muscular and with a nice tan all over. His cock lay rigid, not hard enough to really stand up but partially.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 08:20:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She reached to touch his stomach, though her hand drifted slowly to brush his cock only slightly.. her face flush.. her body trembling she couldnt believe how handsome he was growing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 08:25:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It moved by her touch, it was so alive and she could see how her hand earged it on... making it harder, it wanted to be touch, to be fondled with, to feel warmth...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 08:38:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slid her finger up and down the length of the shaft curious wondering just how hard he would grow.. Even his father was not as large as he was now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 08:44:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And grew he did. A moan slipped out from Pete's mouth in his sleep and he shifted laying himself strait on his back, his cock swaying strait up in the darkness. His cock and her hand really liked each other.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 09:09:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her fingers slide around the thick shaft as she stares at him hoping to see that he hasnt awaken yet
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 09:12:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He is still sound asleep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 09:17:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her fingers tighten and begin to slowly stroke the cock between her fingers slowly as she licked her lips.. in the drunk state she was in.. she couldnt help but feel aroused at the sight of him
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 09:19:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pete's cock responds to his mothers teatment becomming fully rigid in her hand. His warmth radiates from it calling on her, begging her to stay close. As she moves her hand up and down over his skin a drop of pre-cum forms on the top.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 09:42:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She runs the fingertip over the cum and moves to stroke it along the shaft using it to add lubrication to her long warm strokes slowly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 10:01:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The pre-cum forms a coating over head and makes the cock almost glitter in the dark. She can feel it beating in her hand of excitement, Pete's hips moves slowly trying to mimic her motions... but he is very much sleeping still... at least he doesn't seems to be awake.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 10:05:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She leans down to kiss his lips lightly as she squeezes his cock slowly
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 10:11:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That <em>did</em> cause him to stirr quite a bit and still with closed eyes he mourmurs.<br><br>"Susan, why don't just... use you mouth instead of your hand." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 10:16:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stopped and moved to just press her body against his softly.. and laid her head on his chest. She was.. embarassed.. but at the same time she didnt want to go back to her room and sleep alone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 10:22:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Susan... please contrinue." He whispered... he was obviously not aware of it was his mother that laid there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 17:24:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slid her fingers back down and stroked his cock again slowly, rubbing it slowly and softly. She knew what she was doing was wrong.. but she felt like she needed to do it. She felt bad for her baby boy being in such a position.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 18:43:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaah! Susan... it feels... sooo good..." He whispered as she started again. His hand stroke her hand gently and with the other he gave her shoulder a gently push, as to demostrate for her that he wanted to go lower on him. Pete's eye's were still closed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 23:08:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She refused to move, she only continued to stroke his cock. She felt bad about him being in this situation however she would not go that far.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 23:13:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				By her reluctance Pete <em>did</em> open his eyes.<br><br>"Mom!" He shot sitting in his bed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 23:17:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved her hand from his cock, "Pete.. im sorry.. i.. just came in and i wanted.. to lay down next to you and i saw you aroused.. i felt bad.. i wanted to help.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>28-05-2006, 06:38:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's ok mom... you just startled me. If you want you can sleep in my bed with me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>28-05-2006, 07:31:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moves to lay beside him her arm over his stomach as she kisses his cheek and curls up beside him, forgetting her naked state for the moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>28-05-2006, 07:33:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He doesn't though as his hard cock graces her stomach. He accidentally moans.<br><br>"That was nice mom."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>28-05-2006, 08:25:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles softly, "I.. i shouldnt have im sorry.. please forgive me.." She gently strokes his stomach.. she actually loved the feel of doing it.. but she couldnt pull herself to do it again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 09:04:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"There is nothing to forgive... I loved it so what is the harm then? As long as it feels good for both me and you then what is the problem." Pete still had a raging hard-on that refused to soften and as he shifted he pocked her in the side with it.<br>"You are a lovely woman, do you know that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 09:24:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed at his compliment.. "Pete.. you know im your mother.. you should not think about me that way..Maybe.. i should go call susan.. so she can come help you.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 09:30:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why should you?... you have already shown that not only you want to... but you are good at it too...." And then he gave her a quick kiss on the mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 09:35:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She pulled back and blushed then moved to stand from the bed.. "Ill go call susan for you" She felt.. so horrible..because she ached.. she wanted to do it.. but she couldnt bring herself to actually do it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 09:42:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pete was beyond caring by this point and took hold of her wrist pulling her down in the bed again.<br><br>"I don't want Susan... I want you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 09:44:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Son.. please.. just stop this.. it isnt right.. we cant.. " She trembles as she tries to pull up away from him.. scared now that he will rape her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 09:46:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Again he kissed her and his hands roamed her body taking her breasts in his hands, squeezing them, pinching their nipples.<br><br>"Your breast as really wonderful mom." He panted, clearly excited by her.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 09:49:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Son.. stop it.. NOW.. i.. dont want to have to call the police.." She whimpered.. she really would call the police on him if he continued.. even if she loved him more than anything.. she.. had been raped as a child.. by her father.. and she could never live through that again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 09:52:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pete was startled by her reaction and released her at once. He didn't know what had happened. Sure she had wanted him, she had even...<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 10:00:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She trembles.. and sits on the edge of the bed crying.. "Son.. i love you very much.. and i .. when you were asleep.. i just .. i dontknow.. im not a fit mother.." She winces.. and cries even harder.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 10:01:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Totally unsure what to do he just embraces her and holds her tight.<br><br>"I love you too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 10:15:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Goodnight.." She leans to kiss his forehead.. and moves to stand as she slowly heads towards the door.. still crying. She closes the door and leaves the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 10:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pete laid there for a while not really sure both what had just happened and what to do. But finally the tiredness took over and he fell to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 10:21:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She went to her bedroom and laid down on the bed.. her fingers stroking her thighs as she whimpers.. 'Why am i such.. a pervert.. why.. am i turned on.. by my own son..?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 10:25:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the next room Pete was alseep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 10:34:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The next morning she awakes and puts on a pair of pants and a sweatshirt.. not wanting to give. her son any thoughts
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GoldenChild</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 10:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Pete came into the kitchen he was as he always where... late.<br><br>"Morning mom! We got practice now at 8 so I don't have time for breakfast." He zooms past her and heads towards the door with his bag over his shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mother and son</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 10:45:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighs.. "Alright son" She shouted after him.. sighing as she sits down to sip her coffee slowly.. "That boy.. always late.. always in such a hurry"
			</dd>
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