It was pretty simple really all I did was type (mom & vibrators) in my favorite search engine and you wouldn’t believe all the neat stuff that came ...up.There was a plethora of graphic pictures of beautiful older ladies fucking themselves with their plastic a rubber dick. All I had to do was imagine that anyone of the women was my mom as I slowly & lightly stroked my little stiffy, in a matter of a minute. I experienced best feeling I’ve ever had down between my legs. And then it happened, my. He had slowly distanced himself, and mostly quit tickling and messing with me after I blossomed from a gangly kid into a young woman. He had accidentally grabbed a handful of tit as we were playing one afternoon, and after an awkward apology had retreated to his room. That was the last time we had enjoyed our playful romps and I had missed them more and more in the years since.I had been following a butterfly for a while when I sensed someone behind me. I glanced back and saw Jay there, also. The face in the mirror wasn't Casey's. It was that of a very sexy youngwoman. Casey was shocked.Casey woke up in Holly's bed, with his head on one of her soft, pink,frilly pillows.When he got up and walked into the living room he saw Holly sitting onthe couch. "Morning princess," she said mockingly."It's not funny," retorted Casey.Holly stood up and began to look Casey's new body over. He was now justas curvy as Holly and stood at a tiny 5' 3", with dirty blonde hair thattouched his shoulder. Now Loraine was almost sixteen years old while I was thirty-six years old.Anyway it was okay with mom so I said okay and waited for Loraine to pack. She had only gotten out of school for the summer the day before.As I drove out of town Loraine told me her story. She was pregnant! Oh my God! No wonder she wanted to get away from Mom. Mom was one of those people that believed in, “Do as I say, not as I do.” Mom never married my father or Loraine’s father either.She was four months pregnant and.