Moms Tied Up 2

Steve Mason sat in a chair with a big smile on his face. He has just found his mother drunk, tied to a padded sawhorse completely naked except for a black hood that covered her eyes, ears and hair. In her drunken stupor, she had sucked him to the best orgasm of his life. Most of his orgasm was on her face and slowly dripping onto the sawhorse and carpet below. He also had some fantastic digital pictures of her restrained and his exploration of her body.

Suddenly, Steve heard a thud that sounded like a bottle falling. Probably the empty vodka bottle he has left next to his sleeping, drunken father downstairs on the couch! Panic shot through Steve. If his father had awoken and came upstairs to find him naked with his cum covering his mother’s face, he’d probably be as good as dead!

The erection that he had been regaining went soft immediately and his heart was beating as loudly as a bass drum. He sat silently and waited. After it seemed like an hour had passed, Steve realized that he hadn’t heard anything more from the downstairs, like the door at the base of the stairs that he had carefully shut. He looked around the room for his shorts, found them and pulled them on.

He looked out of the bedroom and then quietly walked into the hall and listened again. Nothing. He slowly made his way down the stairs, silently turned the door knob and slipped into the downstairs hall. Steve peeked into the living room to see the naked form of his father, still sleeping heavily on the couch. He had rolled over in his sleep and knocked the bottle off of the couch. “Whew!” though Steve. He padded quietly across the living room floor and picked up the bottle.

When he looked at his dad he realized a bomb going off in the living room probably wouldn’t awaken him. Both of his parents drank heavily when he was gone on weekends for high school wresting meets, or any other time he was away. Steve came to the conclusion that his dad wasn’t going to be interrupting anything Steve had planned. Steve pulled the throw off of a chair and draped it over his father. If he was comfortable, he was unlikely to bother to get up to go to bed.

Steve silently left the living room and went back upstairs, pausing to close the door again propping the empty bottle against it as a crude alarm. He made his way back up the stairs, went into his parent’s bedroom and retrieved his camera. His mom lay restrained on the sawhorse, breathing deeply. The lower half of her face was glazed with his cum. Her lips were bare where she had licked his cum off. Bringing the camera up, he took several more pictures of her cum covered face. He made sure to get several more pictures of her lips.

He quickly reviewed the photos he had taken. “Wow!” he thought, “My mom is hot! She must love kinky stuff to end up secured to a sawhorse, available for anything!”

Steve walked out of the bedroom and down the hall back to his own room. He looked at the clock and realized that he had plenty of time. What he had time for he hadn’t completely planned out. Steve slipped the flash card out of the camera and inserted it into the reader attached to his computer. The drive light flashed on and the downloader popped up on the LCD screen. He ***********ed the directory he wanted the pictured to be stored in. It wasn’t the one he usually used. He wasn’t taking chances on anyone finding this stuff.

The downloader finished bringing the pictures off of the flash card and cleaned the card off automatically. Then the viewer program popped up showing the first picture it had just downloaded. Steve walked over to the fridge in his bedroom and got a bottle of beer. His parents didn’t mind him drinking beer as long as he didn’t drink and drive, or let his grades slip.