My mother had more or less started molesting me, however, it’s not really molesting if you’re a willing participant, right?
The next morning when I came into the kitchen for breakfast I wasn’t sure what to expect. My mother had never given me a bunch of attention and now suddenly after catching me spying on her, had come into my bedroom and given me my first handjob.
I hesitated to come out of my room because I was so nervous about what she might say. I knew she had a few drinks but she certainly didn’t seem drunk. At least not drunk enough to have no idea what she was doing and remember it for that matter.
I was smart enough and perceptive enough to know that she was lonely since my dad passed and siblings moved out. I knew what she did was wrong. But goddamn it felt so amazing!
As my hunger pains finally forced me out of my room, I made my way to the kitchen. I could smell mom was making breakfast which was great! She was a fantastic cook!
“Morning. Did you get some sleep?” She asked as I sat down at the table
“Yeah I slept pretty good.” I responded as I rubbed the crud from my eyes
“I figured you would.” She said looking my direction and grinning
That night I laid naked in my bed with an incredibly uncomfortable hard on praying that my mom would slip in my room all quiet like even though there was no one else in the house. However she never came in and eventually I rubbed my dick and fell asleep.
The next night was shower night and I knew I was going to see her naked. As we got in the shower I was already rock hard! She went through the usual routine of washing me first and then I would normally step out so she could wash herself but this time she didn’t tell me to get out. Instead she started giving me yet another talk about the birds and the bees. It was at least the 5th time she had given me such a talk, but this time it was in the shower and there were visual aids.
She explained just about everything I would need to know about a woman’s body, then she let me touch her! First was her breasts. They were 42D’s that had started to sag just a bit as she had gotten into middle age and her nipples were light pink and puffy. She instructed me how to play with them and what to do and what not to do. Then she showed me some places she liked to be touched. The back of her neck, her clavicle/collar bone area, and her inner thigh. I couldn’t believe it when she showed me her vagina! She explained the ins and outs (no pun intended) and how it works, where to touch it and any other information she could think of. She did not let me touch it though.
All of this time I stood there with a painfully uncomfortable boner. I’m not sure how much of her information I remembered because all I could think about was her rubbing my dick again. This really was the perfect opportunity, but it didn’t happen.
An hour later or so I went to bed and once again I was naked and once again nothing happened. By the 5th night in a row of nothing happening I had started to think it was just a one time thing and I should let it go.
The next night she went out to the bar again, and I, as I had the previous weekend, rummaged through her underwear drawer and pulled out some to wear. I put on one of her bras and stuffed it with balloons. I added a pair of panties and nylon stockings. Finished it off with the red dress she had worn the previous weekend. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and thought about how much I wanted to see my mom wearing this outfit.
After pleasuring myself, I played video games for a while then made sure I was in bed before she got home.. as was the rules. I couldn’t sleep though because I couldn’t stop thinking about her bringing another guy home and how I would go about spying on them. I was getting incredibly turned on by the image of me watching some random guy fuck my mom while I peeked through the crack of the door.
About an hour later I heard her come in the door. I jumped out of bed and peeked one eye down the hall. She looked alone. She didn’t bring a man home this time.
Feeling a bit disappointed, I crawled back into bed, turned my night lights on and tried to get some sleep.
“Psst.. are you awake?” She whispered as she slowly opened my bedroom door
“Yeah, I can’t sleep.” I answered honestly
She quickly opened the door all the way and dashed inside my room closing the door as quickly as she flung it open. She sat down on the bed next to me just as she did before. She smelled of the bar. Like alcohol and other people. To this day I still don’t know why I liked that. She made little small talk for a minute or two before she grabbed the blankets and pulled them down.
“Pajamas?” She asked a bit taken back
“Yeah.” I answered curiously
Then she took my hand and placed it on her breast. It was at this point I realized she was completely naked!
As I began to awkwardly play with her nipple, even pinching it too hard, which she didn’t like, she grabbed ahold of my pajama pants and tugged them down to my knees. Immediately her hand started rubbing my hard on. Her cold hand on my warm dick felt amazing!
She continued to play with my erection and I began to think… first, how have I not cum yet? Second… I thought about the talk in the shower, and her mentioning where she liked to be touched. Apparently I was listening.
I took my hand off her breast and moved it up to her clavicle and I gently rubbed back and forth. Then I moved my hand down to her inner thigh. When I began to swipe my fingers across her leg she flinched a bit, made a quiet moan I assume I wasn’t meant to hear, and opened her legs just a bit more so I could rub her thigh much easier.
All I could think about was working up the courage to touch her vagina. I wanted to know what it felt like so bad! My hand slide softly up and down her inner thigh each time going a centimeter higher. Suddenly I felt an intense tingling sensation and then a few drops of cum dribbled from my dick and I forgot all about my hand. I’m sure if it had gone on any longer I would’ve chickened out. I didn’t touch it but I felt the warmth of it!
She leaned over and kissed me goodnight and got up and went to her room. A few minutes later I got up because I had to pee. As I exited my room I noticed my mom’s bedroom light was still on so I was going to ask if I could watch some TV until I felt sleepy. As I approached her bedroom door I heard her making sex noises and her bed was shaking. I couldn’t believe she was masturbating! And, just minutes after what we/she had just done! I listened to her for about 10 minutes before she finally stopped. Then she turned out her lights and went to bed.
This would go on for two years, her randomly coming into my bedroom, allowing me to touch her while she jerked me off. Nothing more nothing less, 3 or 4 times a month for 2 years. Then one day everything changed…
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