Mum's Habits

I always knew that my mother was a very sexual person. She's fairly short, only about 5 feet tall, with a reasonable sized bust. As a young teenager, it was pretty obvious by the noises coming through the wall, as she and my father fucked, with some frequency. She wasn't particularly vocal but the bed springs obviously took a good pounding. As a horny teenager, I spent numerous hours masturbating, as this was going on. The fact that it was my mum and dad, didn't prevent raging hormones taking over. I had assumed that this was standard for parents having intercourse.

Little did I know in these early years, that it was the tip of the iceberg. As I got older and perhaps braver, I started looking around in their bedroom, for any indications of what they were up to. First stop, my mother's underwear. Most was standard everyday bra's, pants and tights. However, there was also a significant collection of suspender belts, stockings, skimpy pants and bra's, some of which would have hidden little or nothing. It was here that I found that her boobs were a 36c.

Next step, the bedside tables. Nothing here of interest. Oh well, I thought that may be it. I continued these snooping sessions, being careful to replace everything where I found it. It took a while but finally I hit pay dirt. At the back of one of the cupboards, a collection of fetish magazines. These mostly dealt with bondage, leather and rubber. Reading the articles and letters gave me a wide and varied sexual education. As I hadn't found any rubber or leather gear, I wondered if my parents were into bondage. Could I image my mum tied to the bed and being pleasured, with raging hormones and a hardon, the answer was yes.

As time progressed, this collection grew, all on the same theme, definitely kinky, rather than vanilla. The latest additions being two or three contact magazines. The contents were eye opening. A number of the entries had been circled in biro. This was a shock, was my mum fucking other men. It was pretty evident that there was a common thread in these adverts. They were all, Indian or black men claiming an erect length of 10" or more. I began to wonder if my tiny mother could handle such a monster.

A family party shortly afterwards appeared to partially answer the question. Being so small, it didn't take much alcohol to get her drunk. On this occasion, she had obviously had too much. I've no idea how the topic arose but she started talking about how most men didn't last long enough to satisfy a woman. Probably a bit of a dig at my dad. Luckily, it would seem that I have inherited my sex drive and stamina from my mum. Being the ability to stay hard and cum repeatedly. This probably explains why my parents were looking for someone to help them out. Or at least give my mum the prolonged fucking she desired.

Mum and dad obviously started to be more experimental around this time. Along with the magazines, some leather straps were added to the collection, along with a 7" pink plastic vibrator. It would appear that they also wished to re-live some of their sessions as some photos started to appear. These showed mum in the sexy underwear to begin with. As time progressed, these got more and more explicit. Showing my mum nude. Her nipples were fairly large and relatively dark. A big surprise to me, being her shaved pubic area. I had a collection of magazines myself by this stage but back in those days, a full bush was normal, certainly in magazines. The shaving allowed a full view of some large lips, maybe more than an inch long, not to mention a very prominent clitoris, sticking out nearly 1/2". I was blown away, not to mention blowing a load, whilst flicking through the pictures. There was always a tinge of guilt in the aftermath but it didn't last.

As time progressed the photos got more and more explicit. All only contained my mum, with one exception. It showed her on her knees with my dad's cock deep in her mouth. Based on the contact magazine findings, I had hoped to see her in action, with one of the enormous black cocks but it didn't happen. I presume, that any encounters took place, when I wasn't home and that they didn't want to record events, to preserve apparent modesty.

Some of the later photos blew my mind. It appeared that most things were on the menu. Pictures of my mum tied to the bed or a chair, wearing only stockings and suspenders. Mum was obviously scratching the itch using masturbation. The range of items she used was impressive, bottles, screwdriver handles and even a cucumber. The latter seemed to play a big role in her need for orgasmic relief. Based on the size of this, I don't think she would have had any issues with a large member. The final set of photos to appear, was a big shock. Not only was she masturbating with a cucumber, she had also taken one deep in her ass. Finding the final picture, blew another load for me, as she was on all fours and DP'd with a couple of cucumbers. How could such a small woman take two such large objects so deeply. It was pretty clear from the number of pictures, with things penetrating her ass, that this was one of her big kinks. I presume that my dad and any male visitors took advantage of this.

Sadly, this was all before the days of home video. I would loved to have seen a VHS. It would have been impressive to see her in the throws of orgasm, in one of these sessions. Was she one and done or once at a peak, multi orgasmic. More latterly, I did see her naked, whilst changing on a family camping holiday. This was almost as shocking as the photos. She obviously wasn't shaving, as we had been away for a while. Her pubes were starting to grow back, to a long stubble. Without the shaving, her bush would have been huge, covering most of her lower abdomen.

The only time I witnessed anything at all sexual, was coming home early one afternoon. Mum was obviously doing the cleaning. She hadn't realised I'd come in and had clearly found my badly hidden porn stash. She was stood with her back to the door, leafing through one of the magazines. It was clear that she was getting turned on, wiggling her hips. Presumably shifting her clit against the jeans she was wearing. Eventually, she unbuttoned and slid her hand inside and began to rub. This was too much for me and I crept away before my masturbating got discovered. I wish I'd had the guts to stay and watch her cum. More so, that I'd walked in and told her to borrow anything she wanted. I'm sure she did that anyway.