Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Jeff. I'm a 21 year old Computer Science student, currently in my third year. I still live at home with my mother, Heather. Dad doesn't live here, because him and mom divorced a couple of years ago.
My mom is 41 years old, about 5.3' tall, brown hair, petite kind of body. She prides herself on her body, because she works really hard to keep it in shape. Apart from the usual gym classes and daily jogging, she is also very health conscious when it comes to food. She is a firm believer that good food equates to good health, which is one of the most valuable things to have. So, from my point of view, she struck me as a very wholesome, balanced person. This perception was about to change radically.
I stayed over at my girlfriends house quite a bit (including night time), which was nice, because we had more privacy at her parents house. On this particular evening, my girlfriend and I had a big fight, so I decided to come home early. I left her house at 10:00PM, and arrived at our house around 10:30PM. I drove into the driveway, and got out of the car. I then went into the house, hanging up my jacket in the front hall closet. I took off my shoes, and then tiptoed up the stairs, as I did not want to wake my mother. As I reached the top of the stairs, I heard some sounds coming from my mothers bedroom, so I assumed she was still up. I was about to turn left towards my bedroom, when I heard a low, long moan coming from her bedroom. At first I thought it might be because she was in pain, so I walked towards her bedroom door. But then I heard the moan again, this time louder, and more throaty. I then realized that this was a moan a woman would make when she is sexually aroused.
The right thing to do in such a situation would have been for me to turn around and walk towards my room, except I couldn't. The thought of my mother engaged in sexual activity fascinated me...I stayed and listened. The moans were getting louder. I heard other voices as well, and realized that the TV was on. She seemed to be watching something on TV, and she was pleasuring herself while watching it. I could feel lust rising in me..imagining my mother playing with her pussy, possibly using a dildo, wanting something big and hard in her vagina. Her moans were getting louder and louder now...the bed beginning to creek in a slow rhythm. The creeking got faster and faster, until I heard a wail coming from her bedroom....and then silence. My guess was that she had just had an orgasm, and was now resting in her bed, satisfied.
I quickly retreated to my room, and closed the door. I practically ripped off my clothes, and started to stroke my cock, which had gotten rock hard, thinking of my mother, thinking of her pussy, wanting to violate her, to take her, to satisfy my lust in her. Just a minute later I came, my cock spewing my hot seed into the bathroom sink. Still unsatisfied, I got into bed, trying to sleep. It took me a long time to fall asleep, what with all the lude images of my mother circling in my head.
The next morning, I went down to the kitchen to make myself breakfast. There was my mother, all prim and proper, ready for work. "Hi Mom" I said as I kissed her on the cheek. "How did you sleep Honey" she asked me. "Okay" I lied, and started to drink my coffee. "Listen, I have to stay at work about an hour longer today at work" she told me. "Dinner is in the fridge, so just help yourself" she said. She gave me a peck on the cheek, and left the house to go to work. I also had to leave, but knowing that she was going to be an hour late coming home, I was going to do some investigating when I got home.
The day at university was a blurr. All I could think of was what I had heard last night. Finally, my last class was over, and I rushed home. I threw my things down in the hallway, and then rushed up to her bedroom. I entered, and looked around. All neat and tidy, no trace of anything out of the ordinary. I went over to the TV, and turned it on. I saw a blank blue screen, which meant that she must have been watching a DVD yesterday. I pressed the "Eject" button on the DVD player, and out came a DVD labeled "Advanced Yoga - Ashtang method". I examined it more closely, and noticed that this label had been put on top of the original label. I inserted the DVD into the player, and made sure I noted the current location. Then I sat down on the bed, and pressed "Play".
What I saw next blew me away. I saw women in various states of bondage, being abused, objects stuffed in their pussies, men forcing their cocks into their abused pussies, fucking them hard and rough, while the women, gagged and bound, moaned and writhed under this abuse, but seemed to be enjoying it! My mother gets aroused by this, I thought to myself. My prim and proper, sometimes boring mother is phantasizing about being bound and used! The more I watched, the more fascinated and aroused I became. Suddenly I heard a noise downstairs! Oh God, the hour had already passed, she was home! I hurriedly put the DVD back to the original location, then hurried out of her room, back into mine. I closed the door, and immediately began to stroke again, thinking of my mother, of wanting to force myself in her pussy! In the middle of my stroking, she knocked on the door, saying "Honey, I'm home!" in her sweet mother voice. "Uh...okay..uuunghh...mom!" I stammered as my cock began to twitch again, unloading another load of cum!
I cleaned myself up, then went downstairs, and we had dinner together. We chatted, as we always do, about what we had experienced during the day. Except this time I didn't see my mother across the table, but a whore that needed to be filled with cock, and fucked, and used for my pleasure. I had a hard time (literally) controlling myself. After dinner, we watched a bit of TV, then we both went to bed. I couldn't sleep, of course, and was thinking of what to do next. I could just ignore what I had seen and heard, but that ship had sailed, there was no way back. No, I was going to do the unthinkable: I was going to indulge in my mothers phantasy!
The next day, after she had gone to work, I stayed home, skipping all of my classes. I read up on the topic of bondage, and made a list of all the things I would need for my plan. Then I went to a sex store, and bought the various items that I had made a list of earlier. I returned home, and hid them under my mothers bed. I had made up my mind that tonight would be the night that I would make my mothers phantasy come true.
