Ever since I was about twelve I had wanted to have sex with my mother. Growing up I would jerk off thinking about her. I would try to find magazines that had pictures of what I thought she looked like naked. I grew up with four brothers and had no sisters. My mom never gave any hint that she was sexual at all. She never wore anything revealing and I remember that when she went to bed that her nightgowns covered her body completely. In short, my mom never gave me a glimpse of her body.
When everyone was gone I would sneak into her bedroom and go through her drawers to look at her underwear. I learned that she was a 34-C and her panties were all what you would call “granny panties.” I would jerk off by rubbing her bras over my face but would never cum on any of the garments.
The years passed and my mom continued to be the main focus of my fantasies but I never made any attempt to take it further or let her know that I lusted after her in any way. Mom just seemed like one of those people that was not interested in sex. I remember when we were all at a lake one day and she had a bathing suit on. It was like she was out of the 60’s because it covered her up pretty well and I couldn’t see any hint of cleavage.
When I got a chance I would dig through her things trying to find a nude picture of her as my dad was somewhat of a photo bug but I never did find anything. I think that must have fueled my interest in her because the more I wondered what she looked like naked, the more I wanted to find out. As it turns out, I had to wait until I was thirty three and she was sixty to find out. Here’s how it came about:
I was living in an apartment with my wife and mom lived out of state. I had long since told my wife about my secret desire for my mom and she was totally into it. We would fantasize all the time about her and sometimes my wife would role play as my mom. The sex was incredible while we toyed with the subject. The entire time though, neither one of us ever let on that we had thought of her in a sexual way. Well one day mom called and said she wanted to come for a visit and we offered to have her stay with us and she accepted. My wife and I actually discussed ways that we could catch a glimpse of her naked. My wife pointed out that while my fantasy was hot I may be dissapointed if I got to see her naked because she was now 60 and her body was no longer as I had seen it in my fantasies. Still, it didn’t matter to me, I had to find out.
Before my mom arrived, I went into the walk-in closet that was right next to the bathroom my mom would use and it had a private entrance from the bedroom to the bathroom. I cut out a piece of drywall and poked a hole into the bathroom side of the wall. I put a decoration over the hole in the bathroom but the hole was not covered. Unless someone took the decoration off the wall, you could never spot it. All I had to do was take the piece of sheet rock off the wall and put my face up to the hole and I had a clear view into the bathroom!
Mom arrived and the visit went well and nothing out of the ordinary happened. On the second night of her visit me and the wife had gone to bed and as we were laying in bed she asked me if I was going to go try to peep on my mom while she went into the shower. My cock was raging at the thought of finally seeing my mom naked so I went out into the hallway and sat there waiting for my mom to go into the bathroom.
Once she went in and closed the door I peeked into the bedroom to make sure she had closed the door to the bathroom (the bedroom had a door from the hall as well as a door inside the room that went into the bathroom). My heart was pounding with anticipation at the thought of what I was about to see. I tip-toed across the bedroom and quietly opened the closet door and went inside and closed the door. There was no noise in the bathroom so I waited until I heard the water come on before I removed the sheet rock from the wall.
This was it!!! My heart pounded and my cock throbbed as I put my face to the hole. I saw mom standing in front of the sink washing her face still fully clothed. She brushed her teeth and toyed with her hair before going to the toilet and dropped her pants to sit down to go to the bathroom. I still couldn’t see any of her body but I knew it was now just a matter of moments as she leaned over and turned on the water in the shower.
She stood up and walked back in front of the mirror which was less than two feet from my face. She lifted her t-shirt up and over her head and there she was, standing so close to me in only her bra and panties! She tits looked much bigger than I thought they were because she always wore clothes that hid her form. For sixty, she looked pretty good still. Then she reached behind her and unsnapped her bra and before I knew it she took her bra off and I saw what I had been wanting to see for twenty years… moms bare tits! They were incredible to me. They had plenty of sag to them but I didn’t care at all. Her nipples were prettier than I had ever imagined as they were about a quarter inch long and as thick as my pinky and her areolas were dark brown and the size of a fifty cent piece.
My cock was hard as hell and I still had not got a look at her pussy but, that was about to change. She walked over to the shower and lowered her panties with her back to me and I thought I was not going to get a look at her cunt as she stepped into the shower. She turned around once inside the tub to pull the curtain closed and that’s when I saw it. My face was pressed hard against the wall as I saw her cunt in the open! She had the thickest bush I had ever seen. My wife always shaved bare so I was not expecting what I saw. Still, I was so turned on looking at her hairy cunt. The hair was so thick that I could not see any hint of her pussy lips but I didn’t care because I was looking right at my naked mother and it was one of the hottest sights I had ever seen.
I was preparing to put the sheet rock back up and sneak out of the closet and her bedroom to go tell my wife what I had seen and engage in an intense fuck session when mom leaned forward and turned the water OFF! I continued to look through the hole waiting to see when she was going to take her shower and she stepped out of the tub and put a robe on. I was frozen with fear! What was she doing?
She walked over to the door out of the bathroom that went into the bedroom and I knew I was trapped as long as she was in the bedroom. My heart was pounding with fear of being discovered in the closet as I heard her fumbling around the room and her suitcase. All I could do was crouch down on my knees and wait for her to go back in the bathroom so I could get out of the closet and make a mad dash back to my bedroom and my waiting wife. Right then my heart stopped and I went blank as the door to the closet opened and mom looked inside and saw me crouched down in front of her.