This is a story of an actual event that occurred three years ago. This story is my first and I am not a good writer so readers, bear with me. I may need some approval or remarks to finish the story. Enjoy.
My name is Moses, I am 22 years old but this event occurred when I was 19. I am from Pennsylvania in an Amish community; I am an Amish but didn't actual grow up in the Amish community. My fathers name is Joseph and my mom name is Glory. I Have 13 siblings, 10 girls, and 3 boys, I am the oldest of the boys, and 4th child of the family. Two of my sisters are already married.
You may be wondering why I have so many siblings but that is how we are, I mean the Amish community. Making babies to work on the farm, which is not a bad thing considering the fact that we are novice when it comes to technology stuff, and we have to work direly for every grain we eat and for every soil we plow.
After my 6th grade, I told my father that I will like to live with one of my sister that was married in Los Angeles, Cali. He agreed after a long hesitation. In Los Angeles I live with my sister and her husband her two kids (my nephew) peacefully.
I had a lot of fun and friends and got to mix with all kinds of crowds and people. Getting use to the technology was one of my hardest things due to my Amish background. I got to learn how to do or kind of things.
After I finished my high school I decided to move back to my Amish community and stay for a year with my parents and siblings before I will come back to Los Angeles and maybe enroll to a university.
When I finish high school I was about 18 going to 19 at that time. I took a flight and heading to Pennsylvania. A taxi drove me to the front of my house, I paid the taxi driver and he drove away. I was dress in a white shit and blue jeans with my two portable languages.
At first I was expecting my younger brothers and sisters to flood towards me and huge me because they haven't seen me for over six year, I was exited to see how much they have grown and how they have been living life. I was also eager to see my dad too, although he was kind of mean to me but not as mean as my mom.
My mom was one of the reasons I decided to move in with my sister and her husband at Los Angeles. She was always mean and bitchy, wanted to tell you what to do and yell at you for any little mistake I do. But that was then when I little.
As I step closer to our house I notice that it have barely changed, the pant and every thing was still in tact. I want to our animal ranch to get the keys to the house because that was where they were hidden since I was a kid. I notice that some of our hoses are gone too.
So I remember that it was the farming season and all my family members together with the horses had gone to the farm about 5 miles away. There was not much cars around our town and we don't have any. We have one hose carriage that can carry about six people and some farm tool spaces. I took the keys and open the door went to my room that I share with my two younger brothers that were about 9 and 12 at that time.
I brush my teeth and had a bath, and decided to take a quick nap for some minute before my family arrives.
I was awaken by noise of my family return, I woke up and came out to see them they were so excited to see me, my youngest sister that was about 6 year old had only heard about me but haven't seen me till now, I was exited to see her too and the rest of my siblings.
My father was the shaking hand type and he was exited to see me and was suppress on much I have grown. I ask my younger sister that I senior directly where my mom was "Linda where is mama" and she replied "she is at the back of the house bringing in the grain we brought from the farm". So I decided to go to the back house and see her.
When I got there my mom was adding more grain in the silo. "Hi mama" I greeted she looked back and said "Moses, when did you come home" "some few hours ago" I replied. My mom was 47 year old and my dad was about 59, she was about 5'7 and about 210 pounds, a typical Amish chubby house wife, wearing her regular out fit cotton gown overall, which was what she always wear as far as I could remember.
My mom was not the hugging type but she was so happy to see me, she huge my and kiss me on my chick. She left every thing she was doing and drags me by the hand so she would go and make me dinner.
During sunset me and my family gather in front of the house and talked about every thing that has happen since I left. When it was dark we all went to bed, there were about 5 rooms in the house my mom and dad share one and I share one with my brothers and my sisters share the rest. The night was cold and I slept like I have never slept before, I was so happy to be home.
The next morning was Saturday, every body woke up before me, my dad had gone to prayer as usual and two of my sisters where making diner for the rest of the family. Now there where only two bathrooms in the house one for my parent and the other for my sibling, I was in hest to take my bath and brush up before I eat.
Cause I am in the habit of doing that, but my siblings where using the bathroom and it will be hrs before they finish, I figure that I use my parent bedroom since my mom will still be at the animal barn and my dad will be in the church. There bathroom was adjacent to my room so I reached out for my parent bathroom door and opened it.
What I saw was shocking and embarrassing. I saw my mom plain naked in the shower, she was on a doggy position with her hand reaching out for something maybe her sponge fell off or something, and her two legs spread apart in an angle position, which expose her bushy pussy and asshole in a full view for me to see. The shower was still running so I don't think she heard me opening the door. I closed the door almost immediately, but the incestuous picture of my mom's pussy was a memory for life. I was so ashamed and embarrassed. I Thought mom may have saw me or something. The door of the bathroom was usually locked maybe she forgot to lock it these time.
As I lay on my bed, contemplating on what I saw and how bad it was morally. My dick was thinking differently. I notice the bug on my short had grown; the thought of sexual feeling came to my mind together with the thought of guilt. But in time the sexual thought surpass my guilt. I began to stroke my penis slowly as I thought of my mom pussy and the compromising position she was at, I started to imagine my dick slowly entering her pussy on that position.
That night, I cam like I have never down before, during my masturbation session. I was not a virgin at that time and I have had sex with almost 6 girls in high school at Los Angeles.
The next morning the relationship I had with my mom change, at least to me. I started to think of her sexually. Trying to get a glimpse of any part of her body, since she always ware covered clothing's that covers her body from neck to the middle shank of her leg, it was impossible to getting any view.
The only way I could see any part of her body was when she leaves the shower with a huge towel around her body down to her thigh exposing her huge lower thigh and the rest of her legs and her top huge cleavage, only the memory of that view can satisfy my masturbation session for that day.
I stated noticing how huge my mom breast were, through the towel I notice her floppy abs and her huge waist, her waist were enormous and it turns me on. It was as big as my head put in 8 places. Let me describe to you how I look like I am 6 ft and about 195 lb muscular body- because I play football in my high school.
The next Monday was the farm day; all my family has to go to the farm at noon. So I started to think of a plan on how to seduce my mom or to find reason to be making body contact with her. I know she and my dad barely have sex, even the word "sex" is an abomination in my family. My parent believes that sex is only for making offspring and not for fun. Moreover, the first contact I made with my mom came by it self.