"Matthew, I know you've been avoiding me since my birthday. I really wish you would call me back. We really need to talk about what happened that night. Please, give me a call as soon as you get this message.
Love, Mom"
It was true, I had been avoiding my mother for a couple of months now; she sent text after text and left countless voicemails but I couldn't bring myself to face her. I was too embarrassed; I was too afraid.. Too afraid that if I did face her, what would happen. Although it was awkward that I ended up having sex with my mom in front of a group of her friends, deep down I enjoyed it; I enjoyed it so much that I wanted it more than anything else in the world. So I did what any rational person would and tried to bury those thoughts deep down.
To no avail.
It had been three months and I just could not get the thought of mom's tight cunt wrapped around my cock; softly milking every drop of cum from my balls deep inside of her. What if it happened again? What if she told my father or her friends? What if she was ashamed? What if she claims I took advantage of her while she was drunk? I had so many questions with too many possible scenarios played out in my head.
I needed answers.
I decided to head up to Mom's house in Palmdale so we could finally speak face to face and settle this. The sun was setting as I hit the freeway, Mom lived a good distance away from LA and I didn't want to get caught in traffic. It was around 8 PM when I arrived; I slowly approached Mom's house and parked my car across the street. Her car was in the drive way and my dad's car was nowhere to be seen, all the lights in the house were off; I was afraid she wouldn't be home.
I knocked on the front door; no answer. I waited around for a few seconds before trying again and still no answer. I twisted the knob on the door and to my surprise it was unlocked; I pushed the door open and yelled "Mom?"
No answer.
I walked through the living room and into the kitchen, it was dark but I knew my way around; I flipped the switch and saw a large note sitting on the kitchen table.
"Honey, I figured we could start celebrating our Anniversary a few days early.. I'm upstairs in bed face down; my ass is ready for you, just how you like it. My ankles and one of my wrists is tied down and restrained already. Finish tying me down and you may have your way with my body.
- Ari"
I could feel the blood rushing to my face; I began to get hot and my hands began to tremble with adrenaline. My cock started to twitch and grow beneath my shorts. When was my father going to be home? Should I leave or should I investigate? I drove all this way; of course I had to investigate.
I moved slowly through the house and quietly up the stairs; Mom's door was open. It was dark but dimly lit by candle light; I approached the door way. I could see the dark silhouetted outline of Mom's body; as promised, there she was face down, ass up. Like a deer in headlights, I was frozen; afraid to make any sudden movements, I had no idea what to do next.
"...Mom?" I spoke out quietly, so I wouldn't startle her.
She didn't respond or even move a muscle. I slowly moved closer to investigate the situation further; my eyes made their way up from the foot of her bed, to her feet, and up her legs until they were glued upon her fat ass, just lying there waiting to be used.
She had on black lace stockings that were tightly wrapping around her thick thighs along with a black garter belt and matching black lace panties; the stockings were so tight that her hips were spilling over the top of them, accentuating the thickness of her lower body. I placed my hand on the back of her calf and softly caressed it running my hand all the way up to the back of her knee, up her thigh, until I was at the base of her ass; I cupped the bottom of her ass in my hand and rubbed it moving closer to the inner part of her thigh. I could feel the warmth from her sweet pussy already. My cock was rock solid.
Mom laughed, "Finally.. you're home."
She didn't raise up or attempt to turn her head and look in my direction; I released her ass and continued up her body. Her eyes were closed tightly and she had headphones in her ears; I leaned in closely to try and hear what she was listening to. It wasn't anything specific, just a loud vibration sound; almost as if you were in an airplane. I believe it's used commonly for sensory deprivation in the bedroom.
Mom raised the hand that was free and twisted her wrist around in a circular motion as if she was trying to get my attention. I still wasn't sure what to do; I had the perfect opportunity right in front of me to have Mom once again.
"C'mon.. Finish tying me down." She said.
