’ This was doing wonders for my diminished self-esteem, but there were three of them. I could barely handle one girl. How was I supposed to deal wit... three? Could I even satisfy them all? Memories of last night and this morning popped back into my brain. I saw myself fucking all three of them with confidence and enthusiasm. Still, it felt like watching some movie I’d seen. I wasn’t that guy. Sure I felt a little more confident than when I woke up, but nothing compared to that guy. ‘What’s. He could look at her without her knowing, see the curves of her body as she lay there, blanket over her, eyes closed, hair about the pillow, and vulnerable. She lay on her side away from him and didn’t notice as he undressed and pulled back the covers enough for him to slide in and draw her close. Skin against skin, feeling the warmth as his hand slid over her shoulder down her waist and lingered on her hips as he kissed her neck. She stirred ever so slightly. ‘Hi Baby,’ she whispered. He. I dare not move in and out lest I come too soon. It was so simple and so natural. I wonder what the fuss is all about. Fucking my mother was the most beautiful and rewarding experience in my whole life.Here is fantasy number two.My mother and I have been lovers for four years. We are celebrating the anniversary of four years of bliss. At dinner we have filet mignon and caviar and the best champagne. My mother is dressed in an evening gown which is black and strapless. Her white, smooth skin. Lauren recalled the news reports of the night before and was dismayed. She felt sure they would have to leave the house and trudge south to safety. Emma had mentioned that the servants, who seemed to hear the news at least 24 hours before it was broadcast, had said they had already started packing essential items, ready for an emergency. Lauren knew such a move was wise, but found it difficult to summon the energy. She knew that being a foreign national might cause complications initially, but.