It happened one night not too long ago. I had no date that night so I stayed home to watch some DVD's that I rented. They stopped renting adult movies in the local video store, so I got some that had some explicit nude and sex scenes. At least I didn't have to hide them from my parents this time. It's been six months since I had sex. Lately I've been dating girls who would only let me go as far as feeling them up and that's it. But I needed more than that. It has gotten so bad, that I find myself jerking off three times a day now. I really needed to get laid.
It came to the point where I even found myself sexually attractive to women I never thought of that way before. My next door neighbor, my best friends mother, my mothers best friend, girls that I work with that I know are married, and so on, and so on.
I didn't feel so bad about feeling this way about those girls, but what I did feel bad about was feeling this way for my mother. She's an attractive woman, with a great body and face of a 25 year old. Some have mistaken her for my sister, which she of course enjoys hearing. She has long blonde hair, 36c tits, nice round firm ass, great legs and waist. I never felt this way for her before I came home from college this summer. But becauase of my dry spell, I couldn't resist. I've been spying on her getting dressed, taking a shower, swimming in her small bikini. I know that it's wrong, but with the way things are going for me, I couldn't help to jerk off thinking about fucking her brains out. So I try to keep it a secret as much as I can and try not to let on to these weird feelings for her.
That night my parents were going out to a dinner party hosted by my Dad's company, so my mom took two hours getting herself ready. My dad wore his usual black suit and tie, he looked as handsome as ever. When my mother came out of her bedroom, my jaw dropped at the stunning beauty standing before me.
"Dad," I said. "Are you and mom having marital problems."
"Excuse me," he said sternly.
"Why else would you take this much younger model instead of her?"
Mom couldn't stop giggling and I could see her blush under her makeup from what I just said.
"Aren't I lucky to have such as wonderful and caring son as you?" She said.
And off they went to the party. And as for me, I spent the whole night watching celebrities in their fake sex scenes. This is how low I've come to people. I managed to successfully jerkoff three times before I heard my parents car pull up in the driveway. I quickly hurried up to clean up all the evidence. I know that they know that I masterbate, but I sitll don't want them to know that I do it. No son wants their mothers to know that.
I went downstairs to see welcome them home, but only my mother came in. She was crying so much her mascara was running badly. I didn't know what it was about at first but I knew she needed comfort so I gave her a hug and let her cry on my shoulder. My dad didn't come home with her, so whatever she was crying about, that bastard obviously had something to do with it.
I walked her up to her bedroom and we sat on her bed. I held her as she was crying, I still didn't ask what my dad must've done to her that made her act this way. It took her forty-five minutes to stop crying.
"Can you get me some water and a wet towel?"She asked.
And I did, I rand downstairs to get her a cold glass of water and some wet paper towels, and dry ones to. When I got back upstairs she was beginning to take off her dress. I was about to leave when she stopped me.
