Mom Just Wanted To Make Sure I Wasn’t Gay

by Amber FoxxFire

Book Cover: Mom Just Wanted To Make Sure I Wasn't Gay

It was the oddest fucking thing. The moment I turned 18, my very own mother - a straight-laced religious woman - suddenly became a slut. Overnight.

And not just a slut, but a slut who had the hots for me. She was acting just like an 18-year-old virgin who was trying to seduce their daddy. It was really fucking weird, I'll be honest with you.

Maybe mom had the hots for me? If so, it was completely out of character and out of the blue.

I was soon to find out the real reason she was acting like this…

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It was the oddest fucking thing. The moment I turned 18, my very own mother - a straight-laced religious woman - suddenly became a slut. Overnight.

And not just a slut, but a slut who had the hots for me. She was acting just like an 18-year-old virgin who was trying to seduce their daddy. It was really fucking weird, I'll be honest with you.

Maybe mom had the hots for me? If so, it was completely out of character and out of the blue.

I was soon to find out the real reason she was acting like this…

Day after day, I'd come home from work and mom would greet me at the door in the skimpiest outfits known to man and a big, wet kiss on the lips. It wasn't even subtle.

Maybe she had a brain tumor or something. I can't say that I didn't like it, as she was an extremely hot lady. She may have been in her mid-40s, but to me, she was one of the prettiest women I knew.

I just had no idea why she was acting like this.

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Of course, I kept my distance as I really had no idea what was going on. And wasn't sure I wanted to know.

But one night, she slipped in my bedroom, turned on the bedside light and sat down right next to me.

"Hon?" She put her soft, motherly fingers on my leg.

"What is it, mom?" I yawned and stretched as I had just been falling asleep.

She rubbed my leg, moving her hand closer and closer to my sleeping cock. What in the fuck was going on? That's when I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra. Just a loose hanging, see-through T-shirt that pretty much showed off her goods. I shivered at the thought of what she was trying to do.

"Honey…" She rubbed my legs, leaning over even more so that I could get a good, hard peek down her shirt. Of course, my eyes trained upon her soft, hanging, voluptuous, freckled motherly breasts. I'd seen a few in my time, but none had ever turned me on more than my mother's at that exact moment.

"Yes? Mom, what's going on?" I asked, my eyes completely riveted on her motherly breast flesh.

"Have you… Have you perchance noticed…" She moved her hand up and lightly brushed her fingers against my hardening cock.

It was a good thing that I was still covered under the sheets or the touch of her soft, mature fingers might have caused me to cum right then and there.

"Mom, what are you doing?" I asked, a frog in my throat. I really, honestly had absolutely no idea what in the hell was going on. Was my very own mother trying to seduce me?

She pulled back, a worrying look splashed across her face. "I'm just trying to make sure that you're…You know, okay."

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