Son slowly changes a mother’s concept of the truth

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“Oh, hey mom I think I want to go hang out for a little while do you have twenty dollars” deShawn asked offhandedly.

“For you baby, of course I do,” she was eager to give the money now as she reached in her pocket for it “go have fun.”

“Thanks mom” DeShawn said happy that the prior day’s statement held.

Brenda got up to leave and was hit by a feeling of guilt for not doing enough for this wonderful son of hers. She knew he had done something huge and she didn’t even remember it. She knew that he deserved some kind of payment or reward and she hadn’t given it. And he said nothing about it. What an incredible boy. That made the guilt even more powerful. She reached in her pocket and fished out another twenty.

“DeShawn, I want you to take this too” she handed the money to her son.

He took it looking at the expression on his mother’s face which he understood to mean that it was the least she could do. Brenda left the room unsatisfied she knew the extra twenty was not enough.

Brenda was stunned. She knew in the back of her mind, if she was honest, that DeShawn probably had seen porn. Maybe he even liked it. To find it so haphazardly hidden was stunning though. His magazine was on his night table with just a book covering it and the book wasn’t even large enough to keep it hidden.

She sat on her son’s bed and pulled the magazine from its hiding place. It was a milf magazine. She started thumbing through the magazine but soon realized that several pages were stuck together. Just before the pages joined was an article title page: Good Mom, Bad Son. The article had an image of an older woman standing in a kitchen looking back at a younger man (her son) seated at a kitchen table with a mischievous look on his face. She couldn’t see any other pictures from the article because the were all stuck together.

Brenda felt uneasy.

She continued through the magazine until she found a similar situation where the article was about an apparent mother son combination and the pages were stuck together. Brenda’s stomach felt sick. Not only was DeShawn looking at porn but he seemed to key in on a very particular type and that was mother and son porn.

Questions began to race through her head even as it began to spin. The room seemed to close in on her. What was driving this? Was DeShawn fascinated with images of this type of porn? Did this mean that he thought about this sort of thing? Wanted it?

Brenda had to get out of this room. She tossed the magazine back on the nightstand and stood to leave. As she began to leave something pink caught her eye. Brenda turned toward the pink object on DeShawn’s bed and discovered that it was a pair of panties – hers. She picked them up and her stomach flipped as she realized they were wet, dripping wet and that the liquid that coated them was her son’s cum.

The room spun again. How could he? Where did all that cum come from? Did he use those panties multiple time? Was he able to do that on one attempt? Did he think about her when he did it?

That thought did it. Brenda’s feet began moving before she realized why she was running. She was on her knees at the toilet with barely a second left. Everything that she had eaten was now floating in pinkish brown chunks in the toilet.

“Mom,” DeShawn called out excitedly as he entered the house.

Brenda sat in the dark of the living room. She sat forward on the couch. Her hands gripped the cushion tightly. She was preparing herself for what she had to say to DeShawn.

“Mom,” he looked at his mother studying her face “are you ok. I was hoping you could help me with my experiment again.”

As much as she needed to speak to DeShawn the sense that she owed the boy took over and she resigned herself to do so after she helped him. After all, he had done so much to help her. She owed him at least this little bit of help.

“Of course baby,” the mother stood “we need to talk when we finish though.”

“Of course mom,” DeShawn smiled a crooked smile “more than happy to.”

DeShawn was sure that his mother was fully inducted and so decided to check on his little present from this morning. He was pretty sure from the disturbed look on her face that she had found it but decided to check to make sure. He was not disappointed when he found the magazine askew. He returned to his mother’s side.

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