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We both had our own computers in our own rooms and separate phone lines for both of them.
So I went back to my room and logged on to the same place under the name of Momma's Boy.
I have fantasized about my mother since I was twelve. She looked a lot like Beaver's mother in the old show "Leave It to Beaver".
I don't know how it started except that one night I had wet dream about her and since then she was all I wanted. My Dad took off one day and she never heard from him again until she got his divorce papers. She was 45, always dressed conservatively, and acted prim and proper. To look at her you would think she was the All American Mom. Underneath her stoic veneer was a tall woman of 5'10".
During this time my mother would tell her Internet son how her urges dominated more and more of her thinking.Then she asked me if I would pretend to be her son. She liked to play out different fantasy scenes with me.In one I would hypnotize her as part of a school project and then take advantage of my power over her.She told me how she had been starting to become sexually attracted to her son and she knew this was evil.So she would log on to try to find men to make her forget about him yet she would gravitate only to the younger ones who reminded her of him.