Today was a normal day after school for me. I came home from college classes to an empty house like always. My mother and father were both at work while my baby brother was in a day care. Dad is a big time executive and my mother is a famous redheaded actress named Christina. Continuing my normal routine after I came home, changed clothes, and ate lunch. Then I prepared for my daily masturbation session.
This is where I go into my parents bathroom where I am always at my most comfortable to jerk off. When I went into the bathroom I seen that it had not been cleaned up today yet. Walking towards the toilet where I would be stroking myself I seen one of my mother's large bras laying on the floor. My dirty mind could not resist picking it up to assist my arousal while getting myself off.
With the big beige bra in hand, I sat down on the toilet seat after removing my shorts and boxers. Naked on the throne I started to stroke my still limp dick. It did not take long to work myself up with my mom's underwear in hand. The material was soft to the touch and round like the breasts the filled them. There had been many times when I thought about my mother's large breasts when I was horny without any porn.
Once my cock was hard I began to use the soft bra cups to stroke myself while imagining that it was my mother's boobs. Looking down I read the tag that informed me that her boobs were 38DD now. Before their second child in her forties, my mom was only a 36DD. Knowing that her body had gotten bigger only made me hornier. My hard dick was sliding in and out of the cushioned cups quickly as I had taboo thoughts.
Since my mother was well endowed, I had caught myself glimpsing at her boobs in the past. Now it was different. Now I was trying to sexually please myself with her delicates. The thrill of being naughty in my mother's bathroom with her bra was part of the fun. My mind was racing with thoughts of times I had seen my mom in a bikini, a towel, or even the rare occasions I seen her in underwear.
Stroking myself with the soft bra had taken all of my attention as I focused on keeping the cups held around my shaft. I was caught up in the moment of getting off to my mom's boobs. Until my attention was brought back to reality by a loud yell from the entrance of the bathroom.
"Dommonic what in the hell are you doing!" My mother Christina yelled from the doorway.
Looking over I froze with my mouth open and the bra wrapped around my erect cock. I raced to come up with an explanation for the situation, but nothing came to mind to save me. She had caught me red handed with her underwear around my shaft.
My mom is a 45 year old redhead named Christina. She is a curvy milf standing at five foot seven inches without her typical heels on. For a middle aged woman with two kids, mom had a great body. Her huge white breasts hung from her chest well, matched by her thick butt that was normally squeezed into a skirt or dress.
"Well Dommonic, how are you going to explain yourself?" My mom asked me while looking angry and red in the face.
"I-I-I'm so sorry mom." I stammered to get out as anything was better than silence.
"Why in the hell are you raping my underwear? You're my son Dom." She asked in honest confusion.
"Mom I am sorry." I say again while pulling up my shorts. Leaving the other hand covering my boner with the bra.
"That is not going to be enough. This is seriously fucked up. I am your mother." Mom tries to rationalize my actions.
"I know mom, I do not know what is wrong with me!" I say with a louder tone.
"Son this situation is wrong, but nothing is wrong with you." Her voice says sounding less angry and more caring. "I am sorry I yelled at you baby. I just did not have much time to react."
I get up to leave the bathroom walking towards her at the door. "Sorry mom. I will never do anything like this again."
Mom stops me at the door. Placing her hands up on my shoulders as I try to pass. Her dark blue eyes stare into mine with her long red hair up in a professional style ponytail above. Holding me firmly in place before speaking.
"Dommonic we have to talk about what I witnessed you doing just now." She said with a caring mother tone.
I try to push past her, wanting to avoid the whole situation. She holds me in place since I did not want to push her too hard. Trapped in the bathroom with a stiff dick after being caught jerking off with my mother's bra, was not how I planned my afternoon to go.
"Listen, you are not in trouble. We can just not have this happening all the time Dom." Mom told me to reassure my nerves.
"It will not happen again mom, you are right!" I said hoping that would be enough to be released from the conversation.
"Come sit down we need to talk." She said while holding my wrist to bring me to her bedside. Mom sat me down on the edge before sitting down beside me. "Now first tell me why you was using my bra to masturbate."
I sat quietly not answering the question. There was no way I was going to try and explain that to my own mom. It was bad enough she caught me stroking myself with her bra.
"Dom if you are not going to talk then we will have to go see a therapist to talk about it." She told me firmly. The threat of bringing other person in on my shameful kink was the last thing I wanted.
"Mom I do not know why I did that." I blurted out to end the talk of a therapist. "It was just soft I guess." That was the first lie I could think of.
"Well are you sure it was only because it was a soft material." My mom asked curiously now.
"Yes I just felt the softness when I stepped on it and then decided to try it out." I lied thinking I was nailing it.
"Dommonic do not lie to me. I am your mother after all, I can tell when you are lying." Mom said calling my bluff. Then placed her hand on my shoulder and looked into my eyes again.
"Mom I swear I just liked the feeling of the bra," I was sticking with my blatant lie.
"Well then why is this not the first time I found my bras in your area?" She asked with a look that showed that she was not bluffing.
"What do you mean?" I asked frantically.
"I have found my bras in your room before, but never knew what you was doing with them. I figured you were just practicing how to unhook them or learning how they worked on girls." She said telling the full story.
"But I was jus-" I started to lie again before she cut me off mid sentence.
"Dommonic no more lying! Tell me the truth or we are going to have to talk to someone else about this." My mom was clearly done with my antics.
"Fine mom, I am sorry I lied. The reason I had the bra was because I think that big boobs are attractive." Finally telling the truth, but leaving out that my kink made me attracted to her being my mother with big big breasts.
My mom leaned down and hugged me tightly to her chest. I did not know if she realized the torture the firm hug was for a boy who was just interrupted from masturbating. Her large chest pressed against mine as she tried to comfort me.
"Thank you for being honest, but you can not be doing this with your mother's underwear." She told me before releasing me from her grip. She looked back at me after the warm hug.
"I am sorry mom. Like I said it will never happen again." I told her before getting up to leave the room. Hoping I would be able to exit now that I was honest.
"Dommonic sit back down." Mom told me as she pulled my wrist back down towards the bed. When she sat be down I seen her looking down away from my face now.
I looked down to see what her eyes were seeing. That is when I seen that my cock was back to being fully erect in my shorts. Making a tent in the front of the stretchy athletic wear material. It stood tall like a tower from my crotch before I grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed to cover myself.
"Well I see that talking about the issue is not going to be enough to end this problem we are having." She told me after looking back into my eyes.
Again I was left unable to speak while staring back at my mother. Now her face looked different. It was still a shade of red, but not the same angry look anymore. Mom's face was now more flush around the cheeks instead.
"Mom I just need to go. I do not know what is going on with me." Now I was pleading to just get out of the room to be alone.
"No Dom, we have to deal with this before the problem gets worse." Mom always wanted to talk about everything and never let it go.
Getting up from the bed I tried to leave one last time. I figured it was my last chance to break away from the conversation before I dug myself deeper into the hole. Again I was dragged back down to sit on the bed.
"You are not leaving until we find a solution that works for the both of us." She said now seeming to be trying to convince me. Her pale skin was still flush on her freckle covered face. My mom was a beautiful natural red head with big blue eyes that pierced to your soul.
"Whatever mom. I am telling you it is all handled." I tried to convince her that we did not need to keep talking further.
"Clearly it is not or there would be no pillow on your lap." She said trying to make me realize the severity of the problem.
"There is nothing we can do about it." Feeling desperate I hoped that I would be able to use pity to get out of this situation. Unfortunately my mom was not one to fall for something like that.
Mom pulls the pillow from my lap quickly. Pointing out that if I could maintain an erection while being lectured by my mom, then there was a problem. She was right too. I knew that, but would never admit it to her face.
"Just stop now! Drop it mom it is over!" My face was red from embarrassment when I yelled out at her.
"There is no reason to get angry son. This is a natural occurrence in the world. You can be attracted to your mother, but we have to deal with it now that it has come up." She tried to reason with me.
"I am just a creepy boy and I am a weirdo." I told her hoping that she would feel bad and let me go.
"No you're not Dommonic." She said finally starting to sound like she was going to let it go.
"Nothing but a loser who can not get a girlfriend is all I am." Laying it on thicker as I built up the pity from my mom.
