Growing up with a Single Mother

Despite what people say, growing up with a single mother has its advantages. Especially growing up with a mother that was 5'8, 36c, 160lb with brunette/dirty blonde hair and a very outgoing personality.

I'm 38 now and my entire life my mom has been open and outgoing. It wasn't until my brother left for his first year of college and going into my senior year of high school. That I really started to pay attention and started enjoying the scenery a bit more. Ever since I can remember mom has always walked around the house in little or no clothing. Her normal nightly outfit was a T-shirt and panties, and before bed she just wouldn't put any clothes on. She would walk around the house finishing up her nightly tasks. Then it happened. I remember it like it was yesterday. I got home from school around 4:30 and walked through the front door and threw my book-bag on the living room couch. Our house was laid out with two doorways, the front door leading into the living room and the back door leading into my mom's room. With the kitchen and dining room in the middle of the house. A full bath opposite the stairs leading up to my room (where is the bathroom and stairs in relation to the living room and the kitchen). I could smell the cleaning supplies as I walked into the dining room, and I heard loud early 80's music coming from the back kitchen and my mom's room.

"Mom!?" I yelled throughout the house, no response.

I walked into the dining room towards the kitchen and out of nowhere comes mom

"Hey Matt!" Mom said walking down stairs into the dining room, carrying a vacuum in one hand and the cords in the other hand.

"Hi Mom, cleaning house?" I asked.

I am not sure why I was caught off guard by what she was wearing but I was almost speechless. My eyes were glued to a thick tan body wearing nothing but bikini white cotton panties a white tube top, and a pair of what looked like my socks.

"Yeah bud" mom exclaimed, "I just finished vacuuming upstairs. Oh, and look..." Mom said as she set the vacuum down.

She swung her foot on the table resting on the vacuum and said. "I dusted the kitchen floor with these nifty socks!"

I couldn't even look at the sock because there was a moist, not normally shaved pussy pressing against a pair of white cotton panties in between the most amazing sweaty thighs. I've seen these thighs a dozen times before, but just last weekend, I was lying next to them during movie night...

"Wow, I see," as I said laughing a bit, "are we expecting company?"

"Oh no, not as of right now, are you hungry? I can cook you something to eat." Mom asked, as she turned around bending down about 5 feet away from me wrapping the vacuum cord up.

I have never looked at my mom like this in 18yrs I've been alive. All I could think about was what her ass would look like without those panties covering up the most adorable tan lines. The same tan lines I can see peaking around her white cotton panties making an almost perfect outline.

"Sure, I could eat something! Got anything in mind?" I said as I moved to cover up the raging hard-on.

What the hell... I have got to stop this, I thought to myself.

I quickly pulled out some homework to get my mind off of how incredible mom is looking today.

This is normal, I thought to myself. Just last weekend I walked in with her sleeping on the couch in just a purple tube top and cotton panties, there was no difference, right...

As mom walked by and into the kitchen she turned and was opening cabinets "Is it ok if I just fix you a peanut butter sandwich Matt?"

"Yeah, sure no problem" I replied. I looked up and mom was standing on her tippy toes with her hips pressed against the countertop and her sweat-covered stomach glistening in the kitchen lights. I hadn't had many girlfriends during my high school years. Especially none that were built like my mom. I couldn't believe how amazing her body looked to me that day. I had seen her in a lot less than what she had on now, but something about that moment of time was different. I just couldn't explain it.

Mom finished my sandwich and was just getting ready to bring it to me as the cordless phone started ringing. She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around to what seemed like an important call.

"Hey, Hun" Mom said as she picked up the phone holding her hand over the receiver. "I'm going to take this call really quick" as she slide my sandwich and plate over to me on the kitchen table.

She seemed really excited. She went straight to the bathroom closing the door without saying a word. I knew I had to hear what that phone conversation was about. I got up from the table and snuck over to the bathroom leaning on the laundry hamper and pressing my ear firmly against the door. I could hear her perfectly!

"Thank you honey what time is he coming over!?" Mom asked some unknown person on the other end.

Who is he I wondered, and? Why is he coming over? I thought as I listened through the door.

Mom got louder and louder with excitement "Oh wow I need to get my butt in the shower! I'll call you later" Mom said as she hung up the phone.

The shower kicked on and mom screamed through the bathroom door. "Hey, buddy! Jamie and her friends are coming over, are you going to be here tonight?"

I had to think quickly, as I wasn't born yesterday. "Nope, I'm going over to Steve's, actually. I'm heading out now, Love ya mom!"

I yelled back as I started looking around for my car keys. By the time I got my stuff together and heading out the front door, I heard the shower kick-off. I went outside, and I quickly went around to the side alley that had a perfect view into my mom's bedroom window. I really should have been leaving at this point but god I wanted to see what was going on in there and deep down I didn't want to leave.

Heart racing, I peeked slowly into her window. Mom was walking into her room, her hair soaking wet and hanging down the middle of her back and no towel anywhere in sight.

Jesus! I thought. Mom has never looked as built as she does now, her tits looked amazing and still semi-firm for her age. I grew up for years seeing a giant bush peeking out my mom's panties at night, but not anymore. Mom picked up a towel off her dresser and spun it between her legs pulling her perfectly shaved pussy lips apart. She took the towel, spun it around her hair and draped it over her head twisting her hair into it. She turned around bending over to pick out some clothes, her thick ass spread apart showing those beautiful tan lines.

I couldn't believe I was this hot for my own Mother, how couldn't I be? I thought, this is normal right...

I began to rub my throbbing cock through my jeans, as mom walked over to her dresser and grabbed a pair of purple panties. She stepped through snapping them over her hips, spinning around looking into the dining room.

"Matt!!" Mom yelled.

Oh shit, I darted to my car which was around the front of the house. I jumped in as quickly as I could. I looked up at the back door. Mom stood there, one hand holding her breasts against her chest and the other blowing me a kiss. This wasn't anything out of the norm either, but this time it felt different. I need to get over to Steves and get my mind off this. I look up and wave as mom shuts the door behind her.

It was about 7:30 that night, and I was sitting at Steve's house watching him play video games. To be honest, everything Steve was doing or showing me was a distant thought to what was going on back at home. There was this pit in my stomach, and I just had to find out who all ended up coming over and what mom was doing home alone. I asked Steve if I could use his phone as I forgot to tell my mom I was staying the night. Our house phone rang a few times and Mom didn't pick up. That didn't make it any easier. My imagination was running wild. Who was this guy? What were they doing? Better yet what were they doing?

Steve's house was roughly 20mins from home and I don't know if my mind can race like this and I still stay the night. As suspense built up, it just hit me, I couldn't stay at Steves any longer. I just had to see what was going on back at home. My mind was racing at this point about what I might miss if I didn't. I tried the phone one more time.

Mom picked it up. "Hey Mom!" I answered.

"Hey Matt, I see I missed a call? Everything alright Hun?" Mom asked.

"Yeah perfect" I replied. Hearing faint music in the background. "I was just checking in and letting you know I'm going to be staying the night at Steve's."

"Oh no problem, Hun I'll see you in the morning. Love you!"

"Love you too mom!" I said as I put the phone back on the base and told Steve I had to go. I faintly remember him saying "I thought you just told your mom you were staying the night."

But at that point, everything was a blur in my head. I grabbed my keys and headed to my car. I was 15 minutes on the road back home and I couldn't help but think of what I'll be walking into. My mind was racing with excitement and nervousness all at the same time. I've got to play it safe though, I don't want anyone to know I'm there, I thought as I turned onto our street.

I could see there was a black SUV in our drive. I pulled onto the side of the road about two houses down and slowly walked down towards our house. As I got closer to the house, I could hear music coming from the back door. It was springtime and most of the windows in the house were open, which I thought was a plus for me at this point!

I snuck up to the back door which looked directly into my mom's room. The heavy smell of perfume poured out of the door and soft 90's rap music sounded like it was coming from the living room which was on the opposite side of the house.

Our house was the last house on the corner of a dead-end, so I had plenty of space to sneak around the house without being caught by our nosy neighbors. I slowly moved around the back of the house heading towards the kitchen. I climbed onto a few bags of old yard mulch to get up to the sink window. This window wasn't open, but I was able to hear a little bit of laughter coming from what I thought was the dining room. I stepped off the mulch and walked around to the front of the house, so I could see into the dining room window. I had to be extremely careful because the dining room had two huge bay windows looking out towards the side/front yard. This was the worst spot to be outside of the house for me to be because the road and driveway were behind me, and anyone could see me looking in the window. I really couldn't stay here for too long.

As I peeked my head up to the bottom corner of the window my heart was beating through my chest. There they were! A giant black gentleman who I'd never met before, was inside with my mom. He was every bit of 6'5 and 200 plus pounds. A Big guy! Very clean cut, athletic-looking wearing jeans and a button-up long sleeve shirt. Mom was drop-dead gorgeous!

Thinking back, I don't think I've seen her dressed up as much as she was that night. Mom was a bit of a tomboy normally. I'd never seen her in anything more than jeans, cut-off jean shorts, t-shirts, and maybe a tube top here and there. Tonight though, mom broke out a one-piece black tight-fit dress, low cut and stunning on her body, fitting perfectly to every curve. Mom also looked like she took extra time on her makeup, lipstick, and her bad dye job hair was done up nicely and spun up on her head in a cute little bun.

They both had a drink in their hands and were chatting. From the looks of it, mom was being extremely flirtatious, I knew he wasn't just there visiting. Mom was sitting on the chair right beside him he had a drink in one hand and the other on my mom's inner thigh.

Placing her drink down, Mom slowly got up from the kitchen table and motioned for him to come into the living room.

As mom walked into the living room, he laughed and said, "I thought we were going upstairs?"

Mom replied, "the nights still young we have time."

The dining room had a huge archway into the living room and luckily, I could still see them. I didn't have to change location, but the longer I stayed at this window the sooner I'd be caught by my mom or more likely the neighbors.

As he walked into the living room mom had her dress hiked up a little sticking her ass out shaking it at him. They were smiling ear to ear, the guy didn't say much, and mom had taken control. She walked seductively up to him and slid her purple panties down her legs and kicked them over towards the middle of the living room pushing him back onto the couch. He sat there with my mom between his legs as I saw two giant black hands grab Mom's ass cheeks playfully pulling it apart with a small slap on the ass. They started making out tongue deep as mom was grinding into his lap. Then Mom leaned back, and he started to unbutton the top of his shirt while mom reached down slowly unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans. He began to slide his pants down to his thighs all I saw was mom grabbing this giant cock from his boxers.

This thing had to be every bit of 7 inches soft. I still remember mom putting her hand up to her mouth in amazement and giggling like a schoolgirl. She made no hesitation though getting on her knees placing her lips around his massive cock.

I was rock hard seeing mom on her knees like this. It was the most exhilarating feeling I've ever felt. She was in total control. He placed his hand on the back of her head undoing the bun on the top of her head then grabbing a handful of hair while she was slowly rubbing her tongue up and down the shaft of his giant black cock. As he grew bigger, mom started gagging a bit. They both just laughed, as they continued letting out soft moans.

He was well over 8 inches now and thick! I couldn't believe it! My mom was a fucking pro. As she stroked him with one hand, she used the other to grab his massive balls pulling them towards his shaft sucking and licking every inch of him.

I was so into watching her I didn't pay attention to my surroundings! A car was heading right down our road, so I quickly dove to the ground to avoid the car lights lighting me up like a Christmas tree. After the car had pulled into a driveway a few houses down. I snuck slowly over to the front porch that had a great big bay window looking into the living room. I got a better view. as I came up to the porch. I was extremely close to being caught, not sure if the car had startled the two of them or just finishing up but mom was coming over to the front door to close and lock it.

I had to slide off to the side of the porch. I started listening in through the open window. I couldn't hear much but noticed he stood up and she was kissing him, and she told him to follow her upstairs. I was more excited I didn't get caught, but now I was nervous.

I had to sneak inside and upstairs if I wanted to continue watching them. For a second the thought had crossed my mind to maybe just drive back to Steve's, it wasn't worth getting caught. But there was no way in hell after what I just saw that I was not going to at least get another peak. I thought, it is my house I can just always say I came home early if I get caught.

Once I was sure they were both upstairs, I quietly inserted my house key into the lock. I moved carefully and made sure I didn't make any unwanted noise. I slowly crept through the front door hearing laughter and conversation upstairs. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed mom didn't pick up her purple panties before she went upstairs. This was the first time I'd even thought about playing with my mom's panties and I couldn't have been more excited.

The panties were incredible, moist, and smelt like perfume! Thinking back, this guy had her wet as soon as he walked in the door! I took the panties and balled them up into the palm of my hand feeling the moist crotch between my fingers with a growing hard on and anticipation building, I slowly walked up the stairs.

We had three rooms upstairs, mine, my brothers, and a little attic guest bedroom off my brothers' room. I sat on the stair landing just outside of my brother's room sliding slowly around the base of the door.

As I looked in from the landing I had a perfect view of the bed. Mom and this guy were on the other side of the bed. Mom had her dress rolled down to her waist sitting on the end of the bed wearing just her black bra. He was shirtless with just his jeans and a belt still hanging around the waist. He bent towards mom and started kissing on her neck rubbing up against her stomach and around her tits. He eventually unsnapped her bra. She was letting out slight moans the entire time rubbing her hands all over his chest and stomach slowly sliding both hands down to push his jeans down to his knees.

Mom giggled and said, "I want that thing inside me!"

He replied, "owe you do?" With a little tease in his voice.

"Please baby", my mom responded.

He grabbed my mom by her waist and threw her down on her back onto the bed. When he spun around, he was damn near looking at me. I slid my head back away from the door and waited a minute hoping I didn't just get caught. Hearing my mom moaning in the other room with excitement, while pressing her wet freshly worn panties against my nose was one of the best moments of this entire night!

Firmly pressing my mom's moist panties against my nose and hearing her soft moans come out of the room beside me had my cock pulsating against my jeans. As I was sitting there enjoying the moment, I hear a loud

"OH!" Come out of my mom.

I slowly peeked my head in, and this guy had my mom laying on her back with her legs up in the air resting on his shoulders. I guessed I was in the clear from being spotted. I sat there in the hallway leaning on one arm peaking in. If there was ever a time in my life, I will always remember it like it was yesterday, it was that moment.

The guy had only socks on pounding into my mom while she was laying on her back legs straight in the air. He had to have every bit of his eight inches inside of her and there wasn't a sound coming out Mom just her thick white thighs slamming against his hips as the bed frame rocked and squeaked. After a good minute or two of him going to town on her, mom reached her hands up grabbing the headrest letting out a. "OH FUCK!" while completely out of breath.

Mom laid her legs down still wrapped around him and reached one hand around pulling his ass cheeks apart and pulling him deeper into her thrust after thrust. Laying her head back one hand pulling on the bed frame her other hand pulling his ass apart.

It was insane hearing some of the stuff coming out of my mothers' mouth. I've never even imagined her in this light. She was begging this guy to cum in her and demanding he "fuck her harder" and that she "loved feeling his cock deep inside her." There were so many thoughts running through my mind while watching, but a little guilt too. I was in way too deep at this point and loved the feel of her moist panties pressed against my face hearing her gasp for breath just through the door next to me. I was hooked!

My heart jumped for a second as the room went quiet. I peeked around the corner to see my mom laying there looking exhausted. The guy was standing up fully erect and wiping off with what looked like an old shirt. I started to get up slowly from the floor when I heard my mom say, "you're not done are you?"

"Fuck no" he replied, "Turn your ass over!"

Mom was drenched in sweat as she spun around, her body glistened, and her dirty blonde hair stuck to her back. She got on all fours and propped her ass up like she's done this a "few" times before. Her ass spread perfectly with a slight shimmer of sweat and her perfectly shaved pussy lips pressing out between her tanned thighs! The guy walked over to her his cock erect and almost throbbing as he slowly pushed into my mom