The Day My Mother made Me a Man
The day I saw my mother in her lingerie set, white bra and girdle with garter straps holding up silk stockings, a switch flipped in my mind that I knew would never turn off. I needed to bury my cock in my mother and some how, some way I would.Mom had left her bedroom door open as she was taking off her dress. It wasn’t the first time I had seen her undressing. I had never seen her naked, nor had I wanted to. But puberty must have struck because when I saw her silken body this time, a lightning...