MY MOM IS A CLOSET SLUT

I’m thrilled that I have had positive feedback on my first two stories. Although I will add additional parts to that story, I’m also going to take a moment and start a

New story today. I hope you enjoy it.


My name is Jason and I’m not your average “loser” at my school. I’m an average height chubby boy that hasn’t had much luck with girlfriends and I cant wait for the last

three years of school to come and go. This particular summer has been mild and I think i’m the only kid in school that has spent more time in his room than outdoors. I

live at home with my mom Debbie in a singlewide trailer just outside of our smallish town. We have a couple neighbors on our road that live in really nice new houses.

My mom inherited this six acres of land when grandpa died and putting this shitty trailer on it is all she could afford. Last I heard my dad lived in a couple states

over and mom said that he only does odd cash jobs to survive. She says it’s so he does not have to pay taxes or child support like a dead beat. I believed her too

because I haven’t seen him in almost 4 years. To be honest, I barely remember what he looks like other than tall and chubby like me.

I want to tell you that I have a model figured mother and I’m glad I have that one little nitch on my side. Truth be told, My mom is what I would call a granny and she

is barely in her forties. She has an average figure I guess, but she dresses in extremely conservative clothes that really aren’t that flattering. Mom has also

developed into a shut in over the past couple of years. When we get home in the afternoons, it’s not uncommon for us to retire to our rooms for the remainder of the

evening playing on our computers. I’m an avid WOW player and I think she spends most of her time playing childish games like Farmville. Either way, this was my life and

I dealt with it.

About three weeks ago I noticed a gradual change in my mother. For my whole life she was a very conservative dresser, and since my dad left us, she has not given any

real attention to her looks. I mean, she would rarely wear makeup, and it was even less often she stepped out of her room without a hoodie and sweat pants on.

Recently mom has been wearing makeup almost every day and she has gotten her hair highlighted recently. I’m pretty sure she has gone tanning at the salon too because

her skin is a shade darker and glowing. Also recently she bought a new pair of glasses. The square kind that have thick black “librarian” frames. I know all that stuff

costs money and with mom’s hours at the hotel being cut, I didn’t know how she could have afforded it.

Her clothing has also changed. Mom had no doubt been shopping recently and bought herself a new series of clothing. This included low rise jeans, blouses, and I have

even seen a couple skirts that were way shorter than anything she has ever worn before.

Her attitude also has changed dramatically. My mother is not the educated type, nor is she a ditsy girl, but she does have her shortcomings when it comes to brains.

She dropped out of high school when she met my father (who was 7 years her elder) and they had traveled around the south like gypsies while my father chased after work.

Mom never got a proper education and when she got pregnant with me, they came back to our hometown to settle down. My father did not take to the idea and left her only

a couple years into their established or “home based” lifestyle. Mom has been kind of depressed and a shut in ever since. She always busted her ass to make sure I had

everything I needed and wanted growing up. She really has always spoiled me and I have never seen her do a lot of things to promote herself. Recently she has been super

cheery and upbeat. She welcomes me home everyday with a stronger hug and she has even started kissing me. Not romantically, but just a peck on the mouth. It’s only odd

because she has never shown this type of efection or pure happiness since I can remember. I knew their was no guy she was seeing because she was almost always at home

when she was not working, and I knew she would have told me about a guy.

I decided to have a sit down talk with her and probe a few questions to her. I was curious about her new attitude and apparent increase in funds. So I decided to bring

up these issues at dinner tonight. Of all things mom wasn’t… She was an EXCELLENT cook. I walked to town this afternoon because I wanted to go to the library and get

a few new sci fi books. I knew I would be gone for awhile so I sent my mom a text message letting her know I would be home around 5. She responded with “okay hunny…

btw I am making your favorite tonight… I hope your hungry.” I instantly smiled and knew I would be having corned beef and cabbage for dinner.

When I got home, mom met me with a hug and a kiss like she has everyday the past few weeks. She was smiling and holding a glass of red wine as she greeted me. We sat

at the table and mom told me that dinner would be a few more minutes before it was ready, so i decided to take this opportunity and bring up my recent observations to

my mom.

“mom… is everything okay with you?” I asked cautiously.

“of course hunny… why do you ask?” she replied

“well… you have been really nice the past few weeks… not that weren’t nice before… but you know what I mean.” I stumbled over my words.

“oh dear…” she said with a happy grin. “i’m just happy to be blessed with a handsome boy.” she said as she leaned over and kissed my head as she stood up and walked

towards the stove to check on dinner.

“Thanks mom” I said slightly blushing…” but how did you afford all your new stuff?”

Mom stopped dead in her tracks and without turning around said “what are you talking about?” in a flat cautious tone.

“it’s just that you have been working less, and you got glasses, and clothes, and your hair…” I trailed off. “It’s not like it’s my business but I was just

wondering.”

As I mentioned her new clothing, I couldn’t help but inspect what she was wearing. It was a tight fitting t-shirt and snug low rise jeans. To be honest, the tight

fitting clothes made my moms boobs look really really big. For the first time I looked at my mother as a woman and I wasn’t disappointed in my observations.

Mom stood up straight and slowly turned around to face me. Her face looked scared and she hesitated before she spoke. “I got a second job working at home that has

given me some extra income.” after a longer pause she continued “is their anything you would like me to buy you?” she said while forcing a smile.

“no I’m fine mom but thanks… What is it that you are doing online?” I asked with genuine curiosity.

“I…uh…I…uh… I take surveys” she stammered and a face of pure fear crossed her face. I knew she was lying, but the terror on her face made me realize I was

asking about something she didn’t want to discuss. So I decided to end this conversation now and bring it up at a later time.

“That’s cool mom… I’m proud of you.” I said as enthusiastic as I could. Mom smiled and proceeded to work on dinner.

We ate the fabulous meal and I helped her clean up like I always do. Mom told me that she had to work the late shift tonight at the Hotel so I was stuck here alone

until at least 6am. I told mom I would do some cleaning to help take the workload off her. Mom sighed and gave me a firm embrace and kissed the top of my head. She

said “awwww… my big boy is so sweet.”

when mom got ready to go she came to my room to say goodbye, as she stepped in (wearing her plain housekeeping outfit that resembles NOTHING like a French maid

uniform) she asked me to do some of my laundry tonight. When mom’s face looked at my pile of clothes on the floor she suggested that I do all my underwear and socks in

the first load by themselves with a certain detergent she started using a year or so ago or leave them for her to do. I looked at her puzzling and asked her why. I

should have known I was setting myself up… I knew why.

“well honey, I have noticed recently your underwear and your socks have been more…. (a huge smile came across moms face)… CRUNCKY.”

“MOOOOOOM” I half hearted shouted. I was so embarrassed and I turned my chair so she could not see me. Mom walked up behind my chair and gave me a sympathetic hug

around the chair.

“it’s okay baby it’s completely normal for a boy your age… besides, you know you cant hide anything from me… I’m a MOM!” she said proudly with a joking smirk. She

kissed the top of my head then left for work.

After about 20 minutes I felt the urge to jerk off so I opened my internet browser and went to my favorite porn site. I could smell my mom’s perfume in the room still

and I was oddly and unexpectedly aroused. The first video on my site was of a “Mature blonde anal”… the woman on the icon was hot so I clicked on it. I watched as

some older woman got impaled by a huge porn star dick. I couldn’t help but compare the woman in the video to my own mother. The porn star may have been a bit thinner,

but mom definitely had bigger boobs and a wider ass.

As I stroked myself to my observations, I caught myself wondering if mom likes anal.