FOPTA/Your mom is downstairs

Who is here?

Timmy	Wanda	Cosmo	Poof

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"Well," you say, "mom's the prettiest girl I know; and now that I know about incest, it seems pretty awesome. I think I'm going to go fuck my mom."

"Timmy, incest isn't a good idea."

"Better than boredom."

"Well, if you insist," she sighs, "but Poof is too young to be exposed to such things. Cosmo, watch Poof, and I'll go with Timmy."

"Okay honey," he says, then turns to his honey jar. "Ah! No I meant her this time," he says to it. "I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you."

You shrug and start down the stairs to the living room. No one is there, so you go into kitchen where your dad is sitting at the table with a knife and fork at the ready, and your mom is burning something for breakfast. A pink salt shaker (Wanda of course) appears on the table.

"Good morning, Timmy!" says your dad. "You ready for another inedible breakfast?"

"Uhhh, sure," you say, then whisper to Wanda, "I wish mom's breakfast was so good, dad doesn't notice anything else."

You're mom is transferring the burned breakfast toward the table when it suddenly turns into a beautiful plate of steak and eggs, with bacon, pancakes and golden syrup.

"Wow," says your mom as she puts a plate in front of your dad, "I must be better than I thought. That started out as oatmeal!"

Your dad takes a bite, then his eyes narrow and without a word he starts shoveling the food into his mouth.

"Mom," you say innocently, "can you look at something for me? I think I have a problem."

"Sure Timmy," she says, "what is it?"

You unzip your fly and pull out your cock. "This."

"Oh my," she says, "is that your first erection?"

"Er-what-shun," you say, playing dumb.

"Come with me Timmy," says your mom, "we need to have a talk."

She takes you into your parents' bedroom and sits on the bed. She pats the bed beside her and you climb up. A pink alarm clock appears on the nightstand behind her.

"This," says your mom as she touches your erection, "is perfectly natural." She starts stroking it autonomously as she talks. "It seems you are becoming a man. When boys get to a certain age, their beautif- I mean normal, normal privates start going through some changes. They start getting interested in their moms- I mean girls."

"That feels really good mom," you say.

"Oh!" she exclaims, suddenly realizing shes jacking you off, "I'm sorry Timmy. I don't know what came over me."

"You don't like my penis?" you ask, giving her sad puppy-dog eyes.

"Oh Timmy," she says, "it's a beautiful penis. But I'm your mother, and I'm married, and-"

"-you want me to fuck you," you say softly.

"-I want you to fuck me," she says without thinking.

"Okay, mom," you say innocently, "but what's fucking?" *sniker* *sniker*

"Oh, I didn't mean . . . oh gosh."

"Can you teach me to fuck you?" you ask.

"Well, it is just instruction," she says, "it's not like I'm cheating or anything."

"Riiight," you say.

"Well, lets begin . . . Hmmm, how should I start"

How does she start?

• Your mom teaches you to masturbate.
• Your mom teaches you about blowjobs.
• Your mom skips right to vaginal intercourse.

Wishes

Any girl that sees your cock want's you to fuck them.