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Archive name: Rob.txt  (m/F, inc)
Authors name: Rob Thompson (address withheld)
Story Title : "Call me Mommy"
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Copyright notice: This work is copyrighted to the author
All rights reserved © 1996 - Authorization was give to
post this story to my archive and for re-posts to appro-
priate newsgroups.
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	Hi, my name is Rob Thompson. This story is about
 a time in my life that I'll never forget. It is a true
 story, not the whole story, but as much of it as I'm
 willing to tell the world. It took place just about a
 month before my 16th birthday, when my parents sat me
 down and told me the news that they were getting a
 divorce.  I wasn't really suprised since they had been
 sleeping in different rooms for over a year, but the
 worst part was that they wanted me to spend the summer
 with my mother's twin sister, Aunt Linda, who I haven't
 seen for over 3 years.  We all thought that Aunt Linda
 was strange because she has never been married.  The
 rumor in the family was that she was a lesbian.

	When I arrived in South Carolina, I was amazed
 at how much Aunt Linda looks like my mother.  I knew
 that they were identical twins, but it is impossible to
 tell them apart.  On the way to her house, Aunt Linda
 told me that she knew I wasn't exactly excited about
 spending the summer on a farm, but she promised it
 wouldn't be all bad.

	When we got to her house, she took me around the
 huge old house and showed me all the rooms.  Then she
 told me that the house was used in the underground
 railroad during the old days before the Civil War.  I
 had read about it in school, but really didn't know
 much about it.  She told me that over the years she had
 found quite a few secret doors, passageways, and hiding
 places through the house.  I asked her to show them to
 me, but she said that it might be fun if I looked for
 them myself and it would give me something to do on
 rainy days.

	After about a half hour of looking, I found a
 small lever on the inside edge of the bookcase. I
 pulled it out and one entire section of the bookcase
 pushed in to reveal an opening.  With flashlight in
 hand, I went forward into the passageway. The passages
 seemed to wind all around the huge house. 

	On the 2nd day of exploring, the batteries on
 the light went dead.  At first, I couldn't see anything
 but as my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see rays
 of light passing through small holes in the wall.  The
 first hole I looked through was to the kitchen, where
 I saw Aunt Linda washing the dishes.  After watching
 her for a minute or so, I began to search for other
 holes in a effort to make a mental map of the passage-
 ways. There was at least one hole in every room on the
 first floor amd I also found a few other secret doors
 on that day. 

	After a few days of searching around, I told
 Aunt Linda that I found all the secret passages and she
 seemed really suprised. She told me that it took her
 months to find them all and had thought that there may
 be some that she never found. She then asked if I was
 sure I had found them all.  I told her yes I was and
 they go all around the house.  She smiled and said, "oh
 that's all you found."  She then told me that they go
 up and down and Uncle Jake even claimed to have found
 one that led to the barn.

	So, after dinner, I excitedly hurried off to the
 passages again.  This time taking the flashlight to see
 what I had been missing.  Sure enough, I found some
 secret doors leading up and down.  I climbed up first,
 and walked along a very narrow passage on the 2nd
 floor.  I heard water running and tunred off the flash-
 light to see if I could see light coming from any
 holes.  At the far end of the passageway, I saw several
 beams of light.


	As I peeked though one of the holes in the wall,
 I saw Aunt Linda in the shower.  At first, I couldn't
 move, I just stood there like a zombie and watched the
 soapy water running down her naked body.  As I watched
 her, my dick began to throb.  I had never seen a naked
 woman before that, and I was instantly galvinized by
 this strange and erotic sight. Without hardly thinking
 about it I unzipped my pants and let them fall to my
 ankles and pulled out my cock.  As I watched her slide
 her hands over her soft breasts I stroked myself.  It
 didn't take long for me to cum and I tried to contol
 myself to keep from moaning to loud and I milked the
 last drops of cum from my dick.

	I began looking at my aunt in a new way from
 then on.  I became obsessed with watching her.  She
 always seemed to take a shower or bath at the same time
 everynight.  I even found a hole in her bedroom where
 I would go to watch her while she dressed.  This went
 on for a couple of weeks until one night I had found my
 way to the hole in bathroom wall and she wasn't there.
 I was about to give up, thinking I had missed her al-
 ready.  I took one last look and then felt a tap on my
 sholder.

	Aunt Linda was standing behind me in a thick
 white robe.  It was obvious what I was doing and I
 didn't know what to say, so I just stood there, waiting
 to be slapped or something.  In a really soft voice,
 she asked me if I had been watching her.  I slowly
 nodded my head, expecting the worst.  She just smiled
 and said it was OK because she had been watching me
 too.  My jaw about hit the floor.  She took my hand
 and pulled me to a small secret door that led right in
 the bathroom.
 
	She turned the shower on, let her robe slide on
 to the floor, and then stepped in the shower.  I guess
 I was in shock or something because I just stood there
 and watched her until she asked me if I would like to
 join her.  I quickly got out of my clothes and got in
 the shower behind her.

	She called me her dirty little boy and said that
 "Mommy" was going to wash me. She told me that I looked
 really nice, and that made me feel proud of my body.
 She commented on how tan I was and who nice my mucels
 looked. Then she started with a sponge and ran it along
 my chest and then got on her knees and slowly started
 to soap up my hard dick.  She lightly stroked it a few
 times and asked if it hurt, she said that anything that
 hard would probably hurt, and that she could probably
 make it feel better for me.  I said, "yes Aunt Linda."
 She smacked my ass hard and told me to call her
 "Mommy."  I then said, "yes, Mommy."  I was rewarded
 with "good boy" and a deep kiss on the lips. I felt
 like I was being controled by this older woman, but I
 didn't care, I just had one hope raging through my
 teenage mind.

	Then she turned off the shower and dryed me,
 then herself off.  I stood in the middle of the bath-
 room with my cock looking like a flagpole.  She told
 me it was time for bed.  She took me by the hand and
 led me to my room and tucked me in bed.  She asked me
 if I wanted to hear a bedtime story.  I was up for
 anything at this point and eagerly said, "oh yes Mommy,
 tell me a story."

	My "mommy" began telling me a story about a
 little girl with an ice cream cone.  I have no idea
 what the hell she was talking about, but she slid her
 hands under the covers and started stroking my cock
 while she was talking about how the little girl kept
 licking the cone.  Finally she pulled the covers down
 and asked me if my penis still hurt.  I said, "yes 
 Mommy, very much."  She asked me if I wanted her to
 kiss it and make it feel better.  Before I could
 answer, she was licking and sucking my cock!! My mind
 was blank, I was doing nothing but feeling the wonder-
 ful sensations she was giving me with her expert mouth.
 After a few minutes of this, I exploded in her mouth.
 She swallowed every drop.  Then she pulled the covers
 up and kissed me goodnight.

	The next morning, she woke me up with breakfast
 in bed, as usual except this time she fed me each bite.
 Then she took me to the bathtub and bathed me.  We had
 sex several times each day for the next week.  At first
 I thought the mommy thing was just a sexual game that
 she was playing, but she finally admitted that she
 liked little boys and had often seduced many of the
 boys in town and that she didn't like adult men and
 that is why she never married.

	For the rest of the summer, I was her little boy
 and at the end of the summer I called my parents and
 asked if I could stay with Aunt Linda.  My father
 didn't understand, but the divorce was final now and
 mother had full custody, so she decided we could move
 in with Aunt Linda.

	Aunt Linda and I continued our affair, and
 although I was afraid we would get caught, she said
 always not to worry.  After a couple of weeks, I
 started becoming a little more bold in our lovemaking.

	One night I was in my bed, when I felt a hand
 on my cock which was followed very quickly by a mouth.
 The mouth sucked furiously and much harder than Aunt
 Linda had ever done before.  I moaned and said, "oh God
 that feels great Aunt Linda."  I forgot to call her
 "mommy" and for once she didn't correct me.  I flipped
 on the light as I was about to cum and as I exploded in
 her mouth, I noticed a scar on her right hand. It was
 my mom!!

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