rookie1255
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Son raised by a single mom is going off to college. Mom gifts him a A.I. synthetic human maid, modeled after herself. She did it kind of as a gag, telling him he’s so used to seeing his mom cleaning up after him it only made sense that the synth look like her, and it also might help with homesickness. Mother drops by one day to surprise her son, she hears scrambling behind the door and he’s acting a little suspicious when she comes in. The synth is wearing a sundress and wiping down the counter when the mother notices something off and goes for a closer look. “Oh no, son, I think the synth is leaking” she says as she goes over and notices some fluid leaking down its thigh. She touches it and as she figures out what it is, a glob of cum plops onto the floor. She realizes that her son had just been having sex with the synth. She can’t decide if this is more awkward than finding his masturbation sock when he lived at home. Maybe the mom freaks out. Maybe she calms down and decides it’s ok since her son is grown and has urges, sex is natural, and there’s no need to be embarrassed. In fact, maybe this is better. There’s no risk of getting an STD or accidentally getting it pregnant after all. Although if she knew her son was going to use the robot as a sex toy then maybe she would have gotten one that looked closer to his age and certainly wouldn’t have made it a replica of herself. Does he have sex with the synth because it’s convenient, in spite of it looking like her, or BECAUSE it looks like her? Oh well, it’ll take some getting used to, but it’ll be fine.
Son comes back home to stay for a week during school break and she’s surprised to see he brought her double. She says "You didn’t need to bring the synth, I can clean my own house." Son says sheepishly, "I didn’t bring her to clean.” Mom realizes what he means and blushes. Knowing her son has sex with an effigy of her has also made her hyper aware of changes in her son. Such as now when she hugs her son she can feel him instantly get hard, or notices the way he stares at her when he thinks she’s not looking. Mom sees it as her mistake, of course a young male was going to use the synthetic female for sex, it’s her fault for having it look like her and she’s paying the price. She glad her son is fulfilling his needs, but maybe feels bad about him having to do it with her body or look at her face while having sex. Over time it becomes clear that it’s about her son wanting to have sex with his mother which the mom may or may not be ok with. The son finds a bag of clothes in the hall and asks his mom what they’re for. She tells him it’s just some of her old outfits she’s donating to goodwill. The son asks if he can have them. Mom says “No. I know what you’re going to use them for! It’s bad enough it looks like me and you do what you do with it, you don’t need to dress it like me too.” Maybe the son starts making moves to make it clear how he feels. One day mom walks in on him and the synth in the act and jumps, covering her eyes. Son says “But mom, you said sex was natural!” She replies “Well, so is pooping, it doesn’t mean I want to see you do it!” At night as she lies in bed she can hear through the thin wall her son’s creaking bedsprings, banging headboard, the sounds of slapping flesh, and the sound of her own voice programmed to talk dirty as she’s getting fucked. She can’t be sure, but as he climaxes she thinks she hears him moan “Oh mom.”
The next day seeing them come out of his room she figures it can’t be any worse than him coming out with a girlfriend. Then as the synth walks the mom thinks to herself “Is it wearing the same perfume as me? Why would he do that?” As mom does her morning yoga stretches she notices her son staring at her. She asks him “Didn’t you already get enough of that last night?” He replies “Nope” and takes the hand of the synth, leading it into his bedroom and closing the door. Mom knows exactly what he’s going to do, and moments later the mom is trying to do her yoga through the noise of the once again slamming headboard. When the son comes out he apologizes. “Sorry mom, couldn’t help it, you looked so hot.” She replies “Well, I hope it was good.” The son stares her in the eyes and says deadpan “You were great mom, you always are.” In the evening as the mom walks down the hall she notices her son deliberately left the door open and as she walks by she sees herself getting fucked. Her son notices her standing in the doorway, stares her in the eyes, and starts thrusting into the synth even harder until mom walks away in shock. The next morning the son walks by mom in the kitchen and takes the orange juice out, drinking straight from the carton. Mom says “Don’t be a disgusting pig!” The son starts laughing and mom asks what’s so funny. He says “Last night you titfucked me, drooled all over my cock and sucked me off like a pornstar until I came in your mouth. But this morning I'm the disgusting pig for drinking juice straight from the carton.” That’s all I got. What ideas does anyone have to contribute?
Son comes back home to stay for a week during school break and she’s surprised to see he brought her double. She says "You didn’t need to bring the synth, I can clean my own house." Son says sheepishly, "I didn’t bring her to clean.” Mom realizes what he means and blushes. Knowing her son has sex with an effigy of her has also made her hyper aware of changes in her son. Such as now when she hugs her son she can feel him instantly get hard, or notices the way he stares at her when he thinks she’s not looking. Mom sees it as her mistake, of course a young male was going to use the synthetic female for sex, it’s her fault for having it look like her and she’s paying the price. She glad her son is fulfilling his needs, but maybe feels bad about him having to do it with her body or look at her face while having sex. Over time it becomes clear that it’s about her son wanting to have sex with his mother which the mom may or may not be ok with. The son finds a bag of clothes in the hall and asks his mom what they’re for. She tells him it’s just some of her old outfits she’s donating to goodwill. The son asks if he can have them. Mom says “No. I know what you’re going to use them for! It’s bad enough it looks like me and you do what you do with it, you don’t need to dress it like me too.” Maybe the son starts making moves to make it clear how he feels. One day mom walks in on him and the synth in the act and jumps, covering her eyes. Son says “But mom, you said sex was natural!” She replies “Well, so is pooping, it doesn’t mean I want to see you do it!” At night as she lies in bed she can hear through the thin wall her son’s creaking bedsprings, banging headboard, the sounds of slapping flesh, and the sound of her own voice programmed to talk dirty as she’s getting fucked. She can’t be sure, but as he climaxes she thinks she hears him moan “Oh mom.”
The next day seeing them come out of his room she figures it can’t be any worse than him coming out with a girlfriend. Then as the synth walks the mom thinks to herself “Is it wearing the same perfume as me? Why would he do that?” As mom does her morning yoga stretches she notices her son staring at her. She asks him “Didn’t you already get enough of that last night?” He replies “Nope” and takes the hand of the synth, leading it into his bedroom and closing the door. Mom knows exactly what he’s going to do, and moments later the mom is trying to do her yoga through the noise of the once again slamming headboard. When the son comes out he apologizes. “Sorry mom, couldn’t help it, you looked so hot.” She replies “Well, I hope it was good.” The son stares her in the eyes and says deadpan “You were great mom, you always are.” In the evening as the mom walks down the hall she notices her son deliberately left the door open and as she walks by she sees herself getting fucked. Her son notices her standing in the doorway, stares her in the eyes, and starts thrusting into the synth even harder until mom walks away in shock. The next morning the son walks by mom in the kitchen and takes the orange juice out, drinking straight from the carton. Mom says “Don’t be a disgusting pig!” The son starts laughing and mom asks what’s so funny. He says “Last night you titfucked me, drooled all over my cock and sucked me off like a pornstar until I came in your mouth. But this morning I'm the disgusting pig for drinking juice straight from the carton.” That’s all I got. What ideas does anyone have to contribute?
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