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Extended separations from loved ones are fairly strenuous. Planned separations such as children leaving the nest to go out on their own or loved ones moving away to seek better opportunities can take their toll if there is no reunion. However, there is always the homecoming or reunion which more than makes up for the absence and the separation does not seem as bad.

What if, however, the separation was not planned or not of your own free will, not in the case of let’s say soldiers going off to war. I am talking about a forced separation that rips a close knit family apart such as a child being taken away from his mother by an outside party. Well that is what happened to me, yet to clarify, it was what the law would call a legal separation, in that it was carried out by DHR.

It took place when I was fifteen because the officials said I was living in an “unfit environment” and that my mom was “endangering the welfare of a minor” and “unfit to be a mother,” but I guess it is all about how you look at a situation.

From the government’s perspective, mom had me in an unfit living environment. Our small old one bedroom trailer, which was basically no larger than a large camper trailer was filthy and unclean and the plumbing was unreliable on the best of days.

The main reason it was so dirty was she could not afford to pay someone to come in and clean. Mom worked two jobs just so we could keep some kind of roof over our head and food on the table She was a waitress by day slinging hash at a local diner and a stripper by night.

Most days she worked sixteen hour days and sometimes up to twenty and by the time she got home she was dead on her feet so they say and therefore cleanliness took a back seat. I did what little I could but most of the time at night I was with mom since she could not afford a babysitter and because all we had was each other seeing her mom threw her out on her ear when she was 14 and preggers with me

Those living conditions coupled with the fact that the officials saw me when I was at the strip club where she worked would make a strong case for removing me; However, like I said earlier, it is all in how you look at things.

From my point of view it was all I knew and I knew mom loved me and she never did anything to make me think otherwise so I thought it was the worst thing that could ever happen and a great injustice, and looking back on it today it I still think it wasn’t the government’s business to interfere.

To give you a better insight into my train of thought, let me tell you where I come from. You see, I am what most so called “upstanding citizens” or what you would call “people from the white bread world” would refer to as low class trailer trash but I am GODDAMNED proud of it. Mom is the same way as so were many of her family and cohorts so that is all I knew.

It’s not like we were riffraff, low lives or thieves, hell mom worked hard and was willing to give you the shirt off her back. She just loved a good time, loved to party, get drunk, raise hell and have hot untamed un bridled sex. That is why she was a stripper. She could make good money and satisfy men’s(and some women’s) carnal lust while she was satisfying hers.

Growing up around the strip club, I thought it was normal for people be naked. Hell I saw mom naked more times than I could remember and I thought nothing of it. She encouraged me not to be ashamed of my body but to show it off.

Also seeing that our trailer was only one bedroom mom and I slept together and mom always slept nude. As I grew older, I continued to sleep with mom all the way up to the time I was separated from her and this included the time of my sexual awaking and puberty when I began viewing mom and women differently and began becoming aroused mostly by mom.

When I was younger I knew mom had some what of a slender build and that she always kept her what you would call curly frizzy reddish brown hair which was long, down to the middle of her back and was fairly attractive with her hazel eyes.

My outlook towards mom and view of her changed once I hit puberty. I began noticing her breasts, and even though they were somewhat small but perky(somewhere between an A and B cup), the sight of her naked 33-21-32 figure with her nicely shaven pussy gave me the cause to become aroused and I got a massive hard-on every time I thought of it or when ever I was near her.

Since I had no father, Mom felt it was important that since I had become sexually awakened at age14 and I was having these primal urges that were new to me, I should know what was going on inside of me and what sex involved so she could separate fact from fiction and help me “work through my confusion” and help me work through this time.

She sat me down and had “the talk” with her first asking me what I had heard from friends or elsewhere and then explaining what was going on inside of me and what went on inside every man and woman.

Mom also knew that ankara2010.com I had a massive crush on her and she was flattered and little did I know that her I had awakened sexual feelings in her. Even though mom knew about my crush on her and her feelings for me, she never actively pursued me physically, yet at the same time she did nothing to discourage it either.

In her mind I was becoming a man and she was a woman and she would “let nature take it’s course.” This was evident that in the fact that when she sat me down to have the talk with me, she used herself as a model and allowed me to touch feel and explore every part of her body to know what it felt like to touch a woman.

Needless to say, this made for some awkwardness at first, but as I continued to touch her and feel her soft flesh my inhibitions went away and I gained confidence to pursue mom which she liked as well. Since mom worked so much during the week the only time we really had alone together was Sundays so we made the most of them and it was those days we used to kindle our new bond.

It started slow in the beginning by me first sleeping naked with her and holding her. We also began touching each other and soon worked up to kissing followed by heavy petting and satisfying each other by caressing and stimulating the “vital areas” until our urges were satisfied. It was here where I saw another example of mom’s loving compassion of not making light of what I considered to be a major incident.

It occurred one Sunday morning when mom and I were in the throngs of heated passion, our bodies pressed together grinding and rubbing against each other’s and our hands freely caressing the other’s body as we passionately kissed. It was the first time we had gone this far for any extended length of time and I could feel my passions rising and a sudden tingle and strange sensation deep inside my cock.

It felt like my cock was filling up with fluid and was on fire and the on the verge of exploding. I didn’t know what was happening and was nervous but at the same time I didn’t want it to stop. My heart pounded, my breath quickened and I panted as I was about to experience my first orgasm.

Mom could sense what was happening and instead of rubbing my cock with the palm of her open hand like she had been doing, she grabbed the shaft midway between the cock head and balls, closed her fingers around it and began to pump it. This only made the feeling more intense and I could no longer fight the feeling and succumbed to the pleasures that had gripped me.

Without warning, my cock pulsated and I sent a stream of hot jism from my cock. My body was still pressed in against moms and my cum spewed all over her torso her hands and on the sheets.

Mom just purred with delight and said “Mmmmm baby that was so wonderfully and deliciously naughty.”

My head was still swimming from the experience and then my face flushed red from the embarrassment of cumming all over mom and on the sheets. Mom sensing my shame consoled me and said with a sweet soft voice and loving smile “Don’t worry sweetie you did nothing wrong. It was perfectly natural and to be honest I am flattered that you are turned on by me”

Mom and I would just hold each other for the next hour or so as we continued to kiss and caress each other and our bodies pressed together and our limbs intertwined. What transpired next was not planned, it just happened.

As our bodies pressed together, my cock was rubbing up against mom’s cunt as it had done so many times before. This time her legs instinctively parted and my rock hard cock slipped in side her warm wet tight pussy.

Mom purred with delight and said with a lustful moan “Oh yes Johnny Ray” and with that she rolled me over on my back and said with a smile. Just lie back sweetie and let mommy do all the work It is time you become a man,” and with that ushered me gently into manhood riding my hard cock as she came on my hard tool and I shot my load deep with in her.

Our relationship had taken a new turn and we had plans to explore it further and mom promised to show me a whole new world of unspeakable carnal lust but just as we would have taken it further, fate would step in and separate us in a bitter painful manner.

A local DA who was trying to make a name for himself by launching a “Holy crusade against the sins of the flesh,” mainly pornography and the adult entertainment business. He led a raid at all the strip clubs in town and the night he hit mom’s place, I had the misfortune to be there.

He saw me and knew I was a minor and mom was locked up for endangering the welfare of a minor and was declared an unfit mother. As a result DHR came in and took me away.

Mom however, was not without friends and she knew things on the politicians in town in that they were regulars and she had a regular client who was a powerful and influential defense attorney. He agreed to represent mom “Pro-Bono” seeing that he owed her a lot and that he was a regular fuck mate of hers. Armed with her info and with her lawyer’s help mom struck a deal in that she did no time if it was agreed to that I go to a Jesuit school until my 18th birthday at which time I could return home to mom seeing I would be an adult.

Mom agreed but didn’t like it but it was better than me being carted off to some foster home. As a stipulation, mom got supervised visits once every three months for a day and she could write to me but her letters would be censored as would mine and she could call me once a week for 30 minutes.

Mom and I lived for those times and she wrote me every day and I did the same. Also during this time mom began to turn her life around in that her attorney friend helped her get her GED and earn an Associate’s degree in Bookkeeping and Accounting. He then helped her get a regular 40 hour week job as a payroll clerk in the big plant and helped her find a suitable trailer, a nice 2 bedroom 1 bath single wide which was only 8 years old.

As for me, however, it was a different story. There is a saying which says “You can remove the lion from the jungle but you can’t always remove the jungle from the lion.” I was not happy at the school I was attending and I raised hell, seeing that I had been around it all the time.

Finally by the time I was almost 18, I had gotten into so much trouble I was facing possible jail time, but because the priest had mercy on me, he suggested a four year service in the Marines as an alternative.

I trusted this priest mainly because he had been straight with me and was not one to bullshit. He was stern but fair so I took it. In the service, I had a drill Sergeant who did not mix words.

He said I could either washout or make it and it was up to me. The one thing that kept me from washing out was the small voice deep inside reminding me that if I fucked up I would not see home or mom again and that is what I wanted most of all.

During my military service my CO saw that I was mechanically inclined and I found a way to channel my energy and I worked on keeping the motor pool and other machinery in top shape.

Also I was stationed across the country but still kept in touch by mail. This time however, unlike my time at the Jesuit school, my mail was not censored so that made for some interesting letters. I had sent a picture of my boot camp graduation to mom and it had been the first picture she had seen and I had grown into a handsome young man and mom was as much attracted to me as I was her so she decided to act on it.

In a letter one day she sent me a picture of her in some scantily clad lingerie and said since I was in the service I needed a girlfriend to write to me so I wouldn’t get lonely. Also since she had the hots for me and she was a sucker for a man in uniform she would be my girlfriend.

It started light hearted at first but soon the letters got more and more intimate and revealing and she confessed her sexual fantasies involving the two of us in her letters and though the distance was long and so was the time before I was released, having those letters helped pass the time.

Finally the time came when my commitment to the service was over. I had risen the rank of Sergeant and had made a good name for myself. The CO offered me the chance to stay on but I told him I hadn’t seen my mom in almost 6 years so he understood I was released shortly before my 22nd birthday and the first thing I did was to call mom and tell her I was coming home. It took about 2 days by train but I finally made it home on early Saturday afternoon and surprised her.

Since she was a sucker for a man in uniform I arrived at her trailer in my Class-B’s and knocked on the door. She greeted me wearing only an open waist length lace robe and was surprised to see me so soon. Mom threw her arms around me and gave me a big hug as she pulled my body to her warm soft naked body.

As we embraced, she gave me a big long wet deep probing French kiss and rubbed her crotch up against mine. It was like we had never been separated and I found my hands slipping underneath her robe and found their way over her ass and began to rub it while hers found its way inside my pants and began rubbing my cock .

“Lets go in side and finish this in private sweetie,” mom purred as she whispered in my ear, and with that she led me inside and closed and locked the door.

Mom was looking good as ever. Even though she was in her early 40’s( almost 41) she had the looks and body of a woman in her late 20’s. She had developed a little of a pooch belly but it wasn’t much.

I also noticed she had become quite tanned and that her supple breasts were so inviting and soft. Also her pubic area was nicely shaved and I could see her sweet pink pussy lips as they glistened from the trickle of her juices caused by the arousal of seeing me again.

She wasted no time and we didn’t even make it to the bedroom. Instead, she sat me down on the sofa and told me that she was going to give me a special lap dance one that she had been saving for me for a long time but first told me to wait right there, that she had to put on her special outfit just for me.

I sat there impatiently of course waiting for her to come back. As I did I looked around the new trailer and everything was quite nice and quite immaculate Finally about three minutes later she came out.

She was dressed in a hot white lingerie ensemble. It consisted of a red lace bra top that left very little to the imagination and her breasts were practically spilling out of it. The bottoms were see through crotch less lace panties made like “hot pants” and had a button that you could use to remove them without having to pull them down over your ankles.

On her legs she was wearing lace thigh high stockings with matching garters and a garter belt around her waist. To conclude her ensemble, she was wearing a white sash that she would put around my neck as a tease and a white lace chocker collar around her neck. With the stage set, she was ready to start the show.

Turning on the stereo, she popped in a special cassette tape of music she had put together just for this occasion. She must have been plotting and waiting for this moment for a long time because everything was planned to the “T,” from her music to her outfit to the way that she conducted everything, including her dance routine.

As the music began to play, mom started her routine. The first song that was on was an old 1980’s song named Mercedes Boy® As mom danced around she began to sing along with it very seductively and worked her hands over her body.

Mom then sat on my lap playfully as she faced away from me and removed her bra top. She leaned back so that her cheek was next to mine and I put my hands around her waist to pull her into me.

Mom sat on my lap as she wriggled her hot little buns over my crotch and I put my hands on her breast and cupped them in my hands. She playfully bounced up and down on my cock then stood up again.

By now the second song “Touch me Now”® was playing and she turned to face me then knelt down in front of me and ran her hand over my pants as she cooed. Taking my belt, she unbuckled it then unfastened my pants and unzipped my fly. My pulsating cock was bulging through my briefs. Putting her mouth over the bulge in my briefs she breath on it as she simulated sucking on it.

I thought I was gong to blow my load right then and there but I managed to regain composure and let her work her magic. Mom then removed my pants and briefs and opened my shirt and pulled off both my uniform top as well as the t-shirt underneath so I was just sitting in my black dress socks.

Mom scooted the coffee table close to the couch and stood on it in front of me and put her crotch to my face and grinded her panties against my mouth. I put my tongue in the hole where the crotch was open and began suck on her pussy. Mom crooned with delight as my tongue darted it’s way in and out between the folds of the fabric then I took my mouth and tugged at the button that held the crotch area together and unbuttoned it letting her lace panties fall to the ground..

Mom grinded her cunt against me face and I put my hands on her butt and held her cunt there as I ate her out.

“Ohhhhhh God ye-s-s-s-s-s- Johnny Ray,” mom crooned with delight as my tongue worked its way in and out her hot snatch and as I sucked on her clit.” Make me cum in your mouth.”

I knew she was about to cum because I felt her juices begin to trickle over my mouth and within a matter of seconds she came, flooding my mouth with her sweet honey nectar.

By now the extended XXX remix of Madonna’s™ song “Justify My Love®” was beginning to play. Mom sat in my lap facing me and my cock was pressed tight against her pussy lips. Lifting up, she took my 8 inch pole and guided it into her warm wet waiting box and slowly and gently began fucking me as we kissed and embraced.

We soon forgot that we were mother and son and just thought of ourselves as two lovers in the throngs of a heated passionate carnal orgy. We soon forgot about the world around us and were in tuned with each other. Mom bounced up and down on my cock as wave after wave of orgasm rippled through her body.

I felt her pussy quiver and quake and contract and I figured she was going to cum again. Between that and her pants of “Oh god yes Johnny Ray, make mommy cum,” t was certain she was on the verge of flooding my cock.

Deep inside I could feel my cock swell with cum and I knew I was ready to explode and I let her know.

“Oh yes baby, fill mommy with you hot manhood,” mom crooned.

It wasn’t long until she flooded my cock with her sweet cream and that told my cock to let go its load and I spunked my hot jism deep into mom’s cunt and she just purred with delight as she crooned “Oh god yes Johnny Ray You have made mommy feel so good.”

We had no intention of stopping now. I picked mom up as she straddled my body still with my cock deep inside of her and carried her into her bedroom and laid her out on her queen sized water bed and we continued to make love.

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