Conditions
Conditions My Mom was 10 different kinds of gorgeous. She had long legs, a great ass, long dark hair, a killer smile, and a pair of tits that made people walk into walls when they couldn’t look away. So naturally, by the time my buddies and I were all 18, every last one of them was obsessed with her. I mean, she was the literal MILF next door. And honestly? I was right there with them. Oh, I tried to deny it at first. I was mad at myself. Then ashamed. I got Mom Son porn, and then got pissed at myself and deleted it all. But by the time I was 18, I’d just learned to accept it. Hell, it turned out that a parent fantasy was literally the single most common fantasy. So I really had nothing to be ashamed of. That said, it was weird, at first, when I couldn't’ stop getting boners around my Mom. I tried to hide them. But, if I was being honest with myself, there was no way that Mom hadn’t noticed. Now, I say, “at first,” because a couple weeks after my 18th birthday m...