Mom’s Offer

I was 18 when I realized I was addicted to my mother. I started watching porn just like all the other kids in my school. I was a horny teen with desires I could not overcome. My mother is a tall woman with long shapely legs. She has long straight black hair that goes down past her shoulders and past that she has her shapely body. Now I know being her son Im not supposed to think of my mother that way but I know an attractive woman when I see one or perhaps I was just an overly sexual teen who needed to get laid. Once in high school I became that kind of guy that wasnt overly popular but everyone knew who I was, I hung out with different groups of people and over time I had a few dates. But even after losing my virginity and having my sexaul endeavors as some might put it, I still found myself back to thinking about my mom, still found her attractive and ended up fantasizing about her half way through one of my many jerk off sessions. I liked the idea of always having her around the house and the secrets we could keep together. She didnt help my poor sexual thoughts as she always wore tight clothes to show off her body to the outside world. She knows what she has and shes not afraid to show it off and why should she be.

But now Im 19 years of age and still horny for my mother. If she only knew the things I would do to her she would kill me. Id be a nymphomaniacs dream come true. It seemed like five times a day I found myself masturbating because of this woman walking around my house and she had no idea of my desires. I craved her and it kills me that its completely one-sided. But as much as I masturbate and as much as I try to stay away from my sinful thoughts it wasnt enough and I needed more. I needed to see her, I needed to touch her, I needed her to want me as much as I wanted her. I became more brave in my attempts to see her naked, to just get a small glimpse of this goddess once in a while. Id wait until shes just getting out of the shower and accidentally slip pass or wait until shes tired and going to bed to try and catch her while shes changing. But then one day something had changed in the house and by something I mean my mother. I woke up one morning and instead of my mothers usual outfits she was wearing a looser shirt that showed Alot more of her chest. I could tell she wasnt wearing a bra that day and my eyes were glued to her chest hoping to get a glimpse of my mothers tits. Truthfully she had caught me right handed goggling at her chest.

“Something your looking for” she said as my face went pure red in embarrassment. I knew what I was doing was wrong but at the same time I never thought ahead about what I would do if I ever got caught. Sorry mom is all I could muster. “Jay your 19 now and ive noticed youve been more clumsy lately; you think I havent noticed you accidentally walking into bathroom every now and again” as she said while using fingure quotes. My heart sank as she knew this whole time that ive been trying to get glimpses of her. “Im not mad because I understand at your age you just want to hump anything you can get your hands on but I want to know what your thought process is, you know im your mother and that its wrong”. The first thing that came to my mind is that she doesnt really want to know what im thinking cause what im thinking is that I want to bend her over this kitchen table and shove my hard cock so deep in her tight ass that she’ll believe in a higher power.