I don't know why, but one day when I was 13 years old, I became obsessed with seeing my female parent defenseless. I think one day she left her sleeping room door open while she was changing, and I got a glance of her breasts. I remember stopping as I walked by and taking a flying glance, before she noticed. I must make only looked for a minute, but the prototype was imprinted in my head. Her skin was picket ashen, and reflected the mid-day light coming through her window. Her recollective, flowing red whisker fell down past her shoulder. Her breasts were medium sized ; 36c I would later come to incur out. Being 49 year old, they had started to sag, but in a way that was still beautiful. Her abdomen had a picayune fat on it, especially her love handles, which I really liked. The only mistake of the moment was that she had already put on her knickers, making her vagina and retentive legs unseen. Nonetheless, she was gorgeous.
After seeing her, I went straight to my room and started slowly massaging, and stroking my penis, the picture still fresh in my idea. I started to hurry up, and before long, I was spurting cum all over my bed. It continued like that for the next three nights. I would go and lie down in my bed, with the brightness off, and think of her. My mind would start to inquire, thinking of her in different views, positions, and getup, and every night I would cum, and for legal brief import I was in Paradise.
On the fourth night however, I reached a dilemma. My nightly number was interrupted by the fact that I couldn't retain the mental image in my intellect. Every prison term I tried, it was like an out of focus, mental photograph.
Now I was still incredibly horny, yet couldn't satisfy myself because of my hazy memory. I got out of my bed and walked to my mother's room. I easily cracked the door open and peered inside. She was asleep. I eased the door overt all the way and walked through. I walked up beside her bed ; her oral sex was facing away from me. The covers lying over her were preventing me from seeing her body, so I tried to peel back the cover gently, without waking her. I gripped them, and slowly pulled back. Right when I did she twitched.
Her twitch scared me, and I hurried quietly out of her room, and back to mine. A combination of my fear, and those covert were preventing something I desperately needed to see. So I improvised.
I went downstairs, and got on the computer. My mom's lack of trustingness in me prevented me from having my own computer in my room. She said a 13 year old boy should not give birth his own computer because he will just end up using it to view erotica. She was wrong, since the first fourth dimension I have watched porn is now, after seeing my mother naked. I got on, and opened up a browser, and google, and started to search for a few keywords. Mature, Melanerpes erythrocephalus, pale, sagging breast. Anything that matched my mother's description.
I searched for a while, not finding anything that appealed to me as much as her. A few TV filled with fake orgasms, and bad acting. Some pictures of non-natural redheads, but nothing that would suit me. Finally I found a picture drift of a very beautiful woman. Close to the Saami age as my mother, but in better pattern, and with better qualities. Her breasts were stiff, and perkier. Her face contained lupus erythematosus wrinkle. Her stomach was super plane. Her hair was fuller, and a brighter red. She was close to being perfect, but not for me. I wanted to see my mother.
It wasn't exactly what I needed, but I masturbated any way. It wasn't unspoilt I can say that. It was almost dry, and was way too quick. Then I knew that porn wasn't going to cut it. The next morning I tried hard to catch a coup d'oeil of her changing, but she always kept the door shut stiff. For the next couple of mean solar day I kept trying, but remained unsuccessful. At the moment when I lost all hope, I heard the exhibitor number on. Bingo.
I thought that when she was taking a shower, I would have a good hazard. After all she would be naked for at to the lowest degree ten arcminute. So I rushed to the can to see if I could devise a plan. To my luck, the bathroom doorway was warped and never shut quite right, so there was always a crack to peer through. I moved my forefront to the threshold, and with one eye. I gazed to the exhibitor, but my vision was blocked by the drapery. I had nothing. No way of getting around that. I went back to sleeping room in disappointment, and tried to intend of a solvent to my job. I couldn't.
The next day I was a little mad, and was still trying to find out a way to see her. Then I heard the shower turn on once more than. Again I eased my way to the privy, and gazed quietly through the crack cocaine. Yes ! It just so happened, that she didn't shut the curtain all the way. There was a small gap, and I had a majuscule view.
The weewee flowing down over her breasts, gave them a polish, slick appearance. Her wet tomentum flowed down her back, weewee slowly dripping off. Down between her pegleg was an baffle, entire red scrub. Untouched by a razor, and soaking wet. She turned away from me for a second, and I got a glimpse of her ass. It was almost a consummate circle. It was somewhat embonpoint, and had a few sexy dimples. She really was the aphrodisiacal woman I had ever seen.
I was in a trance as I gazed upon my mother's beauty. A trance that was broken when she turned the piddle off. I quickly got away from the doorway, and went back to my bedroom. That night I was so felicitous. I thought about how she looked in the shower ; Her wet organic structure, in the hot steamy mist. It was decent to hit me cum 3 clip over.
Then I went on to thinking about her in bed…and me with her. I had been obsessed with her beauty for some time, and thought that she had a sexy body, but this was the first sentence I thought about her as a potential sex partner. It felt weird and wrong. Since it was something I wasn't supposed to do, I kept thinking about her because much like watching her in the exhibitor, it was a thrill. I thought about me on top of her. Kissing her. Cupping and massaging her breasts. What the interior of her would feel like against my phallus. I didn't rest that night.
The next day I made my way to watch her taking a shower again. The same as yesterday, there was a small gap in the curtain. This time however I was early. Today I got to see her lather her torso down with Georgia home boy. She got some soap on her hands, and started to rub downwards starting at her neck. She moved down to her breasts, and rubbed over each one with her hands, causing them to shake off. She moved down over her stomach, and to her pubic region. She took her hand and rubbed it through her fiery scrub. Then she flattened her helping hand, and rubbed it between her leg, moving back and Forth, to scrub real well. Then she let out a slight groan. I was surprised. Is my mother rubbing herself in the shower.
She then took her hand out from between her, and proceeded to was her pegleg. She popped up her left leg up, to prevent from having to deflect over. Her left leg was the close to me, and thus prevented me from seeing her puss. However, when she propped up her right leg, I had a perfectly clear view. Her brim were a balmy pink. To my surprisal, it was tight. Especially for her age. An outcome that not having sex in a few years has caused. It was better than the supposedly 18 twelvemonth old,"Virgo"porn whizz I had seen. When I stared intently at her twat, something happened that had never happened before. I came in my pants, without even touching myself. I was just too turned on.
I walked back into my bedroom to go change out of the stack I made. As I was changing I spotted something ; a picture camera. Of grade. Why did I not remember of that ? I grabbed the camera and went back to the bathroom before she finished showering. I turned it on and started recording. I could get a great perspective, especially with the soar.
For the next two workweek I would tape every time she took a shower. I would even obscure the camera in her bedroom to tape her when she changed. I got to the breaker point that I had almost two hour of my sexy mother naked. Then one day I had an melodic theme. When she washed her tomentum, she tilted her head back, and closed her middle, with her breast side of meat facing me. She did this for about a minute. I thought with the exhibitioner running and her eyes closed, I could slip into the bathroom, and go for the photographic camera down between her legs, and get a cracking gibe of her kitty.
I gathered up the courage to do it, and told myself I could get away with it. I eased all the way through the door, as she started to wash her hair. I got side by side to the shower, and held the photographic camera through the pall. I held it steady, and got it right between her branch. I looked at the CRT screen. It was perfect. Then the camera suddenly made a loud eminent pitched beep. nooky. The bombardment.
My mom heard it and opened her eyes and looked down to the sight of me just pulling away from her pussy."What the nookie are you doing ?"As she yelled, I slipped out the bathroom door, and ran into my chamber, and started thinking of every possible exculpation there was. They were all shit.
She finally barged into my sleeping accommodation wearing a Caucasian bathrobe. She stared me in the eye and started to yell."What the fuck were you just doing in there ?"
I sat quietly.
"I said what were you just doing in there ?"
"Nothing,"I said pathetically.
"Bullshit. Now you tell me what you were doing in the bathroom while I was taking a cascade. delay, you had a photographic camera. Why did you have a tv camera ?"
She noticed the camera sitting on my drop. She reached for it and grabbed it. I tried to stop her, but she was too straightaway. She turned it on, and I sat there as I watched her appalled face, as she watched 2 hours of herself naked on photographic film.
"What the snake pit were you going to do with this ? Huh. Sell it to your friends. Post it on the internet. What were you going to do ?"
"I wasn't going to do anything with it."
"Then why did you do it."
I thought for a second base and decided to be reliable."I was filming you because I wanted to see you naked."
"You what ?"
"I accidently saw you undressing one day, and I just really liked the way you looked, and I wanted to see you again, so I started to watch you in the shower, and then I decided to commence filming you so I could…"
"What."
"So I could watch over you when I masturbated."
She stood there in front of me confused, I was looking towards the ground in shame when I noticed that her gown had partially came undone revealing a little pubic hair. I started to stare. Until she noticed that I was starring.
"Oh my god. I'm standing here yelling at you and you're still staring. You're pathetic."She closed her robe up tight, and walked out of the elbow room. She came back consequence later with a cigarette hanging out of her lip. No uncertainty because she was stressed out, and she sat down on the bed beside me.
"Alright son, you were filming me because you wanted to masturbate to me."I nodded, as she took a retarding force off the butt and blew fume up in the air. She did front really sexy while smoking.
"Why ? Why not just seem at smut ? I know I tell you not to, but I had rather you do that then watch your own mother."
"I tried, but I couldn't find any adult female who made me feel like the way I do when I watch you. I just think you're so beautiful."
"Son that's flattering, but still you can't watch your own mother shower."
"Why not ?"She sat there quiet for a second. I could tell that she couldn't think of a good answer.
"Well you just can't. It's wrong."
"Why is it wrong ? I mean dad left hand you and I don't know why. I mean you're the most beautiful mortal I have ever seen. I would never exit you because I appreciate you, but you can have sex with him and other bozo who don't forethought about you, and not me."
"Now you're talking about sex ? Son that is definitely wrong. You need to stop…"
She paused mid-sentence, as she thought about what I had just said. She thought about what was wrong about having sex with your son. After all I truly did sleep together her.
"You're right."I was in shock by what she just said."It's just you and me. We don't have anyone else, and god knows I have been so lonely."Just then she stood up in front of me, and dropped the robe to the ground.
"Here, now you get to see your beautiful mother up close. Since that is what you wanted."
I was speechless, and rooted. I finally got to see her up close and in detail, and she is okay with it.
"You said your female parent is so beautiful. fountainhead what do you think is beautiful about me ?"
"Well…your haircloth is red, like red color I have never seen before, and your titty ”, as I said that she took my hand and placed it on her left tit."Go on. My boobs."
"They are cushy, and I like their shape."
I started to massage her as I got the fell of my showtime titty in my hand. As I did she reached down and unbutton my pants and pulled them off, along with my under wear. My fully erect penis popped out, as she did. She smiled at me.
"commencement one of these I have seen in a while."She gripped in her manus real hard, and the pressure felt great. Then she sat back down on the bed, and rolled over on her rear.
"ejaculate here son, get on top of me."I rolled over and straddled her, and sat on her stomach. She laughed.
"Here go down a little further."I pushed down further, and as I did she turn her legs up so her knees were in the air and her legs were spread. I watched intently, as the pussy I so desperately wanted to see opened up to me. Then she used her deal to learn me.
"See this spot right here. That's my clitoris, or clitoris. If you rub it, it makes mommy feel good, just like rubbing your penis. Go ahead."
I did. I rubbed it gently with the tip of my finger, and she moaned a little.
"Oh honey you have to do it a little harder, and faster than that."
I started to apply more than pressure, and rubbed it faster. She started to affect her body around and snaffle her boobs and knead them. She started to moan louder, and longer.
"Mommy, are you okay ?"
"Yeah sweetie that feels great. Ohh. Just keep going baby."
I did and she went from moaning to yelling. I started going really fast and she started to get wet.
"Oh dearest. Please don't stop. You're going to give mum an orgasm."
I kept going, and the strait of her groan were making me extremely horney. From watching porn, when I was trying to recover a charwoman who looked like mom I watched a guy lick a girls slit. I wondered if moomy would like that. I didn't hesitate. I put my oral sex between her stage and started to lick her button with my tounge. Then it happened. She arched her back, and let out a scream, and started to recoil her leg.
"Oh god yes. Ahhhh."She collapsed into the bed exhausted, and breathless."How did you know how to do that ?"
"One night I was trying to find a woman online who looked like you and I watched some early videos. Did you like it ?"
"Mommy loved it."
"ma, can I put my penis in you now."As I said it she positioned her consistence right underneath me and grabbed my penis.
"Wait, I don't know what to do."
"Shhhh."She grabbed my penis and slue it down right into her wet snatch. The warm, wet feeling made me sense amazing.
"Now just keep pulling it up and down."
I started to pull in and out of her, a feeling so much unlike than my hand. She closed her eyes and started to rub her bosom again. I found a just rhythm and could palpate her brawn start to contract. She let out a few groan, but nothing like before. I looked down at her side ; her eyes were closed and smiling. My eyes gazed over her eubstance. Her breasts, her passion handles, her red hairsbreadth. Everything I loved, and now I was on top of her making love. Then I looked down and saw my penis sliding in and out of her. That's when I lost it. I tightened up and felt the semen come through my ballock, and through my phallus. The consequence right before I shot, Is still the greatest notion I have ever had. I shot one consignment after the other into her. Finally when I was done I collapsed on top of her, my phallus still inside.
I smiled and looked into her center. She smiled back.
And she said,"give mammy a kiss."
I did .