u/Givemeyourmilfs

It was my father’s idea. He, like many men of his age, had grown rather complacent in marriage. Fed up with your nowhere near as constant as he would claim, requests for any sort of date, he eventually suggested you and I, your first born son, do some sort of mother son date. It would be on this outing that you come to realize two things first and foremost, how shitty a man you had married, and what a wonderful one you had raised.

I have been writing a blog, anonymously, for a long time now. A blog which detailed each and every one of my fantasies about my mom. Unbeknownst to either of us, it had become your favourite thing to read each week, since almost as long as I had been publishing it. You adored reading every Sunday about this man who had such devotion to his mother that he would write week after week about how he wished to court, date and breed her. It helped that the fantasies he outlined very closely mirrored your own.

Well, finally I slipped up. Thinking I was alone, I left my laptop open, and logged into the blog, out in the open as I left to grab a drink of water. In those few minutes I was gone, you came through the door, and saw it. The jig is up.

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

I have been writing a blog, anonymously, for a long time now. A blog which detailed each and every one of my fantasies about my mom. Unbeknownst to either of us, it had become your favourite thing to read each week, since almost as long as I had been publishing it. You adored reading every Sunday about this man who had such devotion to his mother that he would write week after week about how he wished to court, date and breed her. It helped that the fantasies he outlined very closely mirrored your own.

Well, finally I slipped up. Thinking I was alone, I left my laptop open, and logged into the blog, out in the open as I left to grab a drink of water. In those few minutes I was gone, you came through the door, and saw it. The jig is up.