A boy's best friend is his Mom

There was just my Mom and me, as I grew up, and she always bathed me, and washed every inch of me, right up to the time I had my first erection, which delighted her to the point of giving me my first o***** which was so fierce, getting there again just consumed me, and I literally begged her to do it again. So it became a daily event, then a twice-daily event, then a multiple times a day and especially weekend event. It got so intense that sometimes I had to actually stop her, because I couldn't physically stand the level of arousal. So, she began tying me up so I couldn't stop her, and of course this just made the problem even worse, as it added to my excitement, which led to a gag, then a hood, as she claimed it embarrassed her to see me watching her, silently, maybe even accusingly, she thought. This has been going on for almost ten years now, and I'm eighteen to her forty-eight. I am her willing slave, do all the housework, between home-schooling activities, and she promises that eventually she will find a nice woman in her age group, to share me with, and eventually pass me along to, in marriage.

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  • Wow, that is a bit much. I thought my intimacy with my mom was close. She's 45, I'm 22, and our intimacy is restricted to me wearing her clothes and worshipping her feet. She sometimes ties my hands, but my p**** NEVER comes out of my panties, and if I have an "accident" while doing her feet, I have to stand in the corner. I secretly wish she'd do some corporal punishment and more bondage on me.

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