I tried to breathe quietly. Shallow breathing spell, slow up, even though my heart and soul was doing godamn jumping jacks in my bureau. I was n't supposed to be home of course. Why else would I be hiding under my mother 's bed. I had been digging through her underclothes drawer looking for her showery day funds, when I heard her car pull up. I was supposed to be with my Quaker for the weekend. Two township over. Don't judge me. My Moms a bitch. Just going to project that out there. She was n't always so bad, but ever since marrying Frank, man she was a indulge painful sensation in the ass. Mom had become all about that money. wienerwurst 's money. She went to the gym twice a week, got her hair done every hebdomad, nails, pedicures, waxes, you name it. To Mom, image was everything. She had me when she was 15, oftentimes we were mistaken for sib. She didn't even like me calling her mom in public, saying it makes her look old. I don't think 31 is old. I heard Mom come padding up the stairs. She burst into the room. I 'm about to get busted… shit shit shit !



'' Just park down the street like normal, and walkway here, the gates afford and the face room access unlocked….yes ... phone me when you 're parked '' Mom said.

At first I almost thought she had started talking to me. I held my breath realizing she was on the headphone. Why would they park down the street and walk ? That made no sense at all.

'' I 'm going to put on that extra rig you like so much '' she said.

I could see her tiny bare understructure from under the bed. Mom had always been super small. She ate like a football histrion but had the body of an Angel Falls. As I watched, her short circuit became a atomic pile at her feet. I damn near gasped. I laid my cheek to the carpet so I could see safe. I could find the warmth in my nerve growing. Wow Mom was beautiful. Her dainty painted toes were splayed in the carpeting as she stood on her tiptoes to reach for something in the closet. She was completely naked. She had her back turned to me, I had never seen anything like this in smut. She was so petite and curvy. Her ass reminded me of a peach, I would never recall of peaches the same. I lay there, fascinated and stared, unblinking. I could n't strike and blinking seemed like a sin. She stepped forward trailing her right leg, and did a little hop. What the fuck is this balet ? I saw squarely between her branch, she was hairless and smooth. It was delicate and soft. I thought of a heyday, it 's flower petal spread slightly in the early morning dew. search at me fucking waxing poetic. Her firm picket ass jiggled before my eyes as she landed her fiddling jump. The box she had grabbed from the top slid down and fell on to the primer coat. Shit, I got set to scramble out and run, she was going to see me when she picked that up ! Instead she got down on her knees facing away from me. I was rewarded with an even better eyeshot from tush. My dick was pressing painfully against the rug. I looked beyond what must be the most beautiful quite a little I 'd ever seen, and saw what she was picking up. She was putting intimate apparel and vibrators and the like back into the box. She tossed one outfit to the side of meat. Forest light-green and lacey. I had no fucking idea what it was. She stood and put the box back. No little hop that fourth dimension, damnit. I could feel my dick pulse and my rakehell bellowing in my ears. God this was so fucking wrongly. The sound of her earpiece ringing almost made me cry out. I held my breath again.

'' Yes…., yes…. of course….hehe. ''

Did she just fucking giggle. She 's 31 for fucks sake. I watched as she stepped into the outfit, one handed, wiggling as she pulled it up. She only managed to abstract one strap over a shoulder. Her go away breast hung out, mammilla erect. I wanted to achieve out and touch it. My shit friend always gave me a knockout time about how hot my female parent was. I had always been too obstruct to see it. A glorious rush of adrenaline coursed through my veins when I saw that single titty. It was perfect, small like her, but pert and round. It was adorned with a mamilla that was ... cute, it was so small. My middle were watering, I finally blinked. She switched the phone to her other helping hand pulling up the laced, one piece outfit, adjusting it here and there. She was fucking stunning.

`` You 're walking here now ? … God I ca n't wait to have you inside of me…..okay…. yes….I 'm upstairs. '' She said, and hung up the phone.

Instantly I got pissed. That fucking hypocritical cunt. That fucking harlot ! She was cheating on dog. And after all this bullshit of grounding me and telling me I needed to fly straight and not be such a ass up. She had told me how I didn't appreciate Frank and that I needed to not be such a fluff holy terror. And here she was willing to hold Frank and all the money and everything away. I rolled out from under the bed. Mom yelped and fell over backwards onto her ass. I almost laughed.

'' You fucking lying cheating ... `` I was interrupted.



'' Charlie oh my God !"She said in a squeak."What are you doing here ! ? You 're not supposed to be here. ! Oh No.. Oh No ... ''

I could see the stark fear of and chagrin in her face. I felt fulfill and potent. I had an theme light to life. Partly because I was rock heavy and my mother was laying on the floor, in intimate apparel, right in strawman of me.

'' I 'm telling Frank '' it came out in almost a stutter. But getting it out gave me lastingness. I watched as her bloom faded and her face paled.

`` No…. Charlie… no.. `` she said.

'' Yup, right now, I'm going to call him. I'm going to tell him you're cheating on him. You'll get what you deserve. I ca n't conceive this shit, you fucking hypocrite ''

She totally freaked. `` I 'll do anything Charlie… Anything. Please, just do n't tell him. Please Charlie… please… '' she said.

I looked down at her, really looked. Mom sat on her butt her knees up and legs spread clear. Her hands were on the flat coat behind her, and she looked up at me. I met her eyes, and looked her over. I noticed for the kickoff prison term that her outfit had no genitals. I stared, hard, then met her eyes again. I actually felt myself flush. I saw Mom begin to blush, and she snapped her legs together. Both of us looked at each other with embarassment. I heard the social movement door open.

I leaned down and cupped her under her shoulders, her sputter smooth and soft to my pinch. I pulled her to her feet.

'' I 'm going to take in '' I said, thinking about just a few present moment ago watching from under the bed.

Her middle went broad `` Charlie '' she scolded `` i 'm your mother…. this is wrong ! What is wrong with you ?"

I shook my head `` let me check. And I will keep your secret ``

she looked at me, I could n't secern what she was thinking, but I heard some guy calling out a hello and get wind footsteps on the stair. She twitched like she was trying to go two focus at once. She grabbed me by the shoulder, and with storm strength she pushed me backwards and into the closet.

"quiet !"she whispered.

She slid the door closed. I promptly slid it back afford, just a few inches. I stood there nestled in her clothing, her perfume all around me, heightening my senses. I stood between hangers, staring, and watched as a man explosion in through the door. more of a mountain than a man really, I gaped. Mom had just spun around. God that was close, God ... she was going to let me watch ! My dick was so arduous it hurt.

The man was fit, very fit, I could see firm brawniness stretching his clothes and filling them. He wore a compressed shirt and basketball boxershorts. I recognized him ! Her personal trainer from the gym ! holy shit ! I watched completely transfixed as he put his mouth and hands all over mom. She seemed to fade into him. His hands were bigger than her pass. He was Brobdingnagian. He must ingest been 6'5 '' and adjacent to her 5'4 '', he dwarfed her. Mom locked eyes with me over his shoulder. I could n't narrate what she was thinking.

'' Let 's go downstairs, babe.. '' she said huskily.

His massive mitt was between her legs. I watched as Mom pitched her head back and moaned.

'' No not yet, let 's go have a boozing first '' she said

He replied `` ca n't look dear…. look. ''

With that I watched as he dropped his shorts, and the most massive turncock I 'd ever seen in any smut was standing straight up. I looked down at my forearm, trying to relate to his girth. I shuddered. I looked back. He was naked now, his consistence hairless and muscular. He pushed my Mom to her knees. I saw her start to protest, but the consequence she opened her mouth, he ran the header of his bombastic penis across her brim. She locked heart with me. He leaned his head back and settle his shaft in her sass. We locked eyes for what seemed ilk forever. She gagged and pushed. As he pulled out I watched saliva trickle down her Kuki-Chin. He took the head of his prick and smeared it around her brim. He glanced over his left shoulder.



'' Ahh you like watching it in the mirror do n't you ? ``

I stood as still as I possibly could. My cock was so knockout it hurt. But I did n't dare touch it and cave in myself away by rustling clothing or bumping into something. I watched my Mom try to fit that massive trunk into her mouth but he was obviously meeting electrical resistance only a few column inch in. She gagged a lot, and even though she was obviously trying not to appear my way, she did, and often. He lifted her up to her pes. Not a difficult thing to do, he must weigh 300lbs to her 110lbs. She fluidly molded into whatever spot or position he placed her in. He obviously was used to being in control, and she, submitting. I watched as he laid her on the bed, like a unadulterated sex doll or toy, he lumbered onto the bed, and pulled her on top, facing away from him. She faced me crouched over him, I could n't recite from the look on her brass if it was embarassment, chagrin, or guilt. Was she enjoying this ? His stone grueling peter stuck out of him like a fencing place. She maneuvered herself over him, slowly letting herself down, while he held her up from behind with his massive workforce. I stared. I was fascinated, almost afraid. How was that massive spell of man gist going to fit ? She had barely fit a tertiary of it in her mouth. I watched and nearly bust a nut as the head of it was swallowed by her gorgeous piffling pink back talk. I watched and was fucking amazed as she stretched around it. It was like watching a flower bloom and subject. It was like… it was fucking hot. I watched Mom slowly lower herself, impaling herself on this mighty sum steel.

'' God.. '' she moaned. `` Slowly… you 're so fucking big. ''

'' You 're so wet ... '' he said. `` You 're crack turned on today, I like it ! ``

She gasped. I glanced up at her face just as the rest of him disappeared into her. Our eyes locked. Is that a fucking smile on her face ? What. The. Fuck… I watched as her smiling lip parted and she moaned.

Her centre literally vibrated in her skull, her palpebra fluttering. Her face and cervix turned bright red and flushed. She looked right in my oculus again. He was slamming into her making her whole body vibrate. I tried to imagine where the line would be drawn on her bureau, if I were to measure out how deep that monstrosity was penetrating her.

She looked me right in the optic and orgasmed. I came in my pants instantly. She seemed to jazz, with our eyes locked together, she screamed.

'' UGH-UH-HUH-HUH-UGHHHHHH '' she wailed and moaned. `` OH-OHHHHHHHH ''

He grunted a few clip and relaxed. She sank take in down, the integrality of him disappearing inside of her. She broke eye contact with me, and collapsed backwards with her legs still spread. His rooster deflated in front of my eyes, flopping out of her, she remained gaping for a few here and now, before slowly shrinking back to a more normal size. I was amazed. I stood breathing hard and sweating. I watched her body twitch and spasm, covered in a sheeny sheen of sweat. Slowly white semen started oozing out of her. She made no attempt to cover up. They both lay there breathing gruelling and spent. I wanted to sit down my wooden leg were imperfect and sore from standing. Eventually they rolled off one another, cleaned up and made their way from the bedroom. When I heard the front door close, I slumped to the soil, spent.

'' Charlie '' she said as she entered the elbow room. `` He 's gone now, total out ''

She sounded soused. I had to collect my nerves. For years she had looked down on me, barely tolerated me. She constantly put me down, and acted so perfect.

'' Charlie ! What were you thinking ! That was so wrong of you… I 'm your female parent for Good Shepherd 's rice beer. '' Words just tumbled out of her sass, as tears also tumbled down her look. `` I was so embarrassed and humiliated… '' she trailed off and stared at me. Her downcast lip trembled.

'' From now on, you 'll do what I say, and lay off my back '' I said. `` And you 'll keep frank off my back too. ''

I looked her up and down. She was wearing a pinko robe. She looked at me stunned.

'' Whats gotten into you Charlie ? '' She whispered.

'' I 'm tired of your dirt, that 's what. You 'll do what your told or weenie will have it off everything '' I said this with absolute confidence. But I was terrified she would opt for telling Frank, rather than allow me in control. I did n't want to lose this sense of power.

She whispered `` okay… `` her shoulders slumped forward. `` I… '' she trailed off, then started again. `` I did n't think… I 'm sorry.. ``

'' You enjoyed it, being watched… I could see it in your oculus. '' I paused. `` You liked it, feeling humiliated, did n't you ? '' I cupped her chin and lifted her face until our center met. She had teardrop in them. She sighed.

'' Yes… '' she said.

My heart skipped a round. All these yr she had dominated my life, only now to get out that she was the slavish one. Hundreds of ideas ran through my head. Like many scraggy wrinkle of lightening connecting all the dots, illuminating all the possibilities .