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Bill's Introduction
My Mom is a Psychiatrist and part time volunteer at my High School. She has a very successful private practice but loves to volunteer. It looks good on her Resume she says. She also claims it helps hone her skills as a hypnotist and often uses it with her young and difficult behavioral cases.
She is also a closet seductress.
My father died when I was very young. He was killed by a drunk driver, leaving me as an only child. So I've pretty much only known my Mom as the constant in my life.
Mom said Dad got her furs early in their relationship and she fell in love with them then. I know mom loved my dad a lot. She still pines over him at times.
I love her furs now as much as she does. As a small child I grew very fond of their softness and emotional comfort. They were my mom's after all and they were a form of closeness when I've been home alone. I'm not totally sure why I felt so drawn to love them, my emotional comfort, weather I picked it up from mom as a child or a personal compulsion?
Mom always wears the finest of furs and has gotten me furs I can wear as well soon as she was aware of my fondness for them. We have many furs around the house for comfort and pleasure. We're both passionate over them.
I'm also a complete bungling fool when it comes to girls despite Mom's professional skills and having matured myself. She's counseled me and we've spent hours talking about it.
Mom is a very good listener of course and we are quite open with each other so it's not from lack of trying to work it out by talking about it. She admits to being totally baffled over it and thinks maybe she's too close to me to see this objectively. Maybe it's because I had no father and role model or who really knows?
I'm not compelled to seek care from someone else though mom could get me with another professional at any time. I don't consider it that big a deal. Maybe I'll outgrow it?
It's not a major impediment in my life though as I do very well in school. I get mostly A's and I'm active in a number of groups. I'm even on the debating team! So it's not like I'm any kind of outcast. Just can't seem to connect with the girls? When I want to make an impression to get a date or anything like that I become an blithering idiot!
I couldn't get a date if my life depended on it. It's not that I'm terminally ugly or stupid. I just lock up and become a babbling fool around girls. At six two and well built, I'm reasonably handsome in fact. Mom says I'm built like my Dad though I have red hair like her. None of that helps.
This leads me to believe is one reason that my Mom chooses to volunteer at school.
Mom seldom dates guys and it's the main reason, I'm sure, she volunteers at my school. Her claim is the guys just don't come up to my dad nor are very interested in the things she is. I know she's sexually frustrated since I hear her masturbation nearly every night after we go to bed.
I do too since puberty. It's one of the wonderful aspects of our furs. Masturbation is very fine indeed! I can't imagine doing it without the softness of my furs.
I know this is the main reason since I discovered mom has a penchant for young girls. This was something I realized early on when I would watch her around them.
This is the seductress of my mom's personality. The sensual way she touches and fondles girls in the most casual manner. The girls don't protest in the least. It's as if they are mesmerized by her touch! A need they have she fulfills? She can fondle them in the most intimate ways. She's very discrete about it even though she sometimes will do it with total strangers in the most public places.
She is particularly fond of doing this when she is shopping in one of the Department stores. I have always gone shopping with mom and she will corner a pretty girl in the clothes racks and be fondling her to a very high state of excitement and just walk away with me like nothing at all had happened. I look back at the girl and she's in a very confused state of mind then quickly returns to whatever it was she had been doing.
Mom is at least prudent in choosing girls 18 and older. She began bringing girls home for herself on occasion. I get very excited hearing them moan and make the most incredible sounds as mom seduced them. I furiously masturbate with my furs to their sounds.
Mom is a beautiful woman looking like the students she councils. A slender well shaped five ten and nice firm smallish B cup tits. She's very graceful, stops traffic and the girls she seduces.
That was until I turned 18. She has begun bringing them home for me as well. They come more or less of their own volition if not quite eagerly. She is very selective for both willingness, attitude and beauty. This is how mom has changed our lives as I have come to know them.
Betty
Betty comes into Mom's office with a big smile and jiggling her firm and fully formed B cup breasts provocatively in her soft pink and tight cashmere sweater for the beautiful Doctor. She sits with her legs crossed without panties and a hint of bare twat exposed to the Doctor under her tight very short skirt.
Betty had been ordered to Mom's office the day before. She's wanted to talk to the Doctor for some time now, being both very attracted to her yet insecure to approach her on her own. She had hinted to the Principal that she needed "special" attention for her failing Math performance in hopes she would be sent to see the Doctor. She prepared her attire carefully that night for her visit. Just the anticipation of her visit has her moist.
"So Betty, are you sure you can't get past this block you have over Math?" Noticing instantly her slightly exposed swollen and moist labia.
"Doctor, I'm terrified of math. I freeze up whenever I walk into the class and my mind goes blank."
"Would you agree to be hypnotized so I might help you get past this?"
"Oh yes Doctor." Betty says eagerly.
So Dr. Mary Reese closes the blinds, not so much for the light but from prying eyes and she also dims the lights for effect. She soon has the willing Betty in a deep hypnotic state.
"You do not have to do anything you don't wish to do Betty. Remember that. Focus on the math as you are now, coming close to the Math class room."
Mom moves around behind Betty, softly talking to her while Betty is staring off into some invisible place. The classroom in her mind.
"As you get to the door think of it as a sexual experience. You love sex don't you?"
"Well I haven't had sex yet so I don't really know." and with that mom is stroking and fondling her beautiful long blond hair in the most sensual way possible. Betty is moving in a subtitle but definitely erotic way with mom's fondling of her. "A perfect virgin for my virgin son." Mom thinks to herself.
