Hidden Desires (Fanatic/sailingsam)

Brad Collins is just an average eighteen year old, who is soon about to graduate from high school. At six feet tall and about 180 pounds he is an athlete. He played football, ran track, and played baseball where he was in line to get a college scholarship. He is muscular and tanned from spending hours outdoors. His short styled sandy blond hair, blue eyes, and perfectly straight teeth made him above average on the handsome scale.

Brad had several girlfriends throughout school and never had a problem getting a date. But for some reason he never had a lot of sex. He was always at practice or studying at home. He almost never managed to be with a girl in a safe secluded place when she wanted to have sex. He had fucked a few girls here and there, but he scored a lot less than he let everyone believe. The fact was that he was sexually awkward; totally unsure about how to handle a girl or woman.

Brad was fighting a problem that lingered in his mind. It was planted there by one of his friends, purely by accident, a month before. After AAU baseball practice one day he brought a friend, Chris, over to help get the swimming pool into shape for the upcoming summer. They went out to start working and discovered Brad’s mother Michelle was out there working on her tan at the far end of the pool. Seeing a remarkable body on display was an unbelievable turn on for Chris. But Brad didn’t understand as he had never looked at Michelle as anything but Mom, and wasn’t phased by his mother’s body being on display the way it was. But his friend Chris was different. He spent a lot of time gawking and not much time working. Trying to get Chris to work was hard, no matter how hard Brad tried. During one attempt Chris told Brad “I’m sorry bro, but your Mom is a MILF! It’s hard to work with that fine ass Mom of yours sporting the goods like that!”

Looking down there, Brad only saw his Mom. Then Chris whispered “Admit it bro, if that wasn’t your Mom; you’d hit that given the chance. I know I would.” Without acknowledging Chris, Brad continued looking and admitted to himself that his Mom was hot, and despite being his Mom she would be very fuckable since she was only thirty-three and in great shape. This slowly ate away at his mind over the next couple weeks.

Curious about his feelings, Brad started researching it on the internet. And through his research he found a few incest porn sites. Looking at the porn excited him. He began to picture himself fucking these women. He didn’t know why exactly it turned him on. Then one day he discovered a video. The woman bore a resemblance to his mother, especially if you squinted your eyes right. In it the woman was looking at the camera and scolding the viewer for being a bad son and jerking off while watching her. During the video she gave jerk off instructions. Brad followed the directions and wished it was his mother.

Over the next couple weeks he jerked off to the video and several others. Brad jerked off also while dreaming of fucking his Mom. It was something that he wished he could stop, but he wanted to fuck Michelle so bad. He knew it was just a fantasy, since his Mom wouldn’t do such a thing. So he continued to fantasize about his Mom with the aid of his laptop and incest sites. But yesterday his laptop seized up.

So Brad was now using the family computer, in the small office his mother had set up. He was sure that his mother was asleep as she had been working a lot of hours and was really tired. Settling in, Brad had the sound adjusted very low. He was sure that he would be able to hear his mother approach but could still hear the sound. He settled on a video of the Michelle lookalike giving a blowjob. The camera was set to give it a point of view to look like she was sucking the viewers cock. On occasion she would stop sucking and stroke the cock while she talked to the viewer. Brad was getting into the video. He had his athletic shorts pulled down to his ankles and was shirtless as he sat in the chair at the computer desk. He was feeling sure in his safety as he was certain that he could still hear his Mom approach in time to not get caught.

Brad was slowly stroking his dick. It was hard as a rock with veins sticking out all around. It was large the girls had told him, but he wasn’t so sure. He had measured it one time at almost nine inches. But it still looked small to him by comparing it to the monster dongs seen on porn sites. It had a lot of girth though and was almost more than he could wrap his hand around. On the very end of his dick was a large bulbous head that already had a bit of precum oozing out. Brad was matching the speed of the blowjob as he felt an orgasm start to form inside of him. It was at this moment that the actress stops sucking the dick and starts pumping it quickly while saying “Does Mommy’s naughty boy need to cum? Cum for me, baby. Cum on Mommy’s face and big titties! Shoot your cum on me baby!”

Perfectly timed with the video Brad starts cumming when the actor does. Brad shoots rope after rope of cum as the actress urges her son to shoot more on her face and enhanced boobs. Without thinking, Brad says in a soft grunting voice somewhere between a whisper and a normal voice “How’s my cum taste, Mom? Do you want some more Michelle?” as the last few spasms of his orgasm shoot into the air.

Breathing hard, he cleans up the cum he had shot all over his stomach, with a paper towel. Standing up he pulls his shorts up over his still partially erect cock. Once they are up, a large bulge is still visible. Totally fulfilled, Brad is intent on getting back to his bedroom, so he turns off the computer without clearing the history as he had planned. Turning if off he heads off to his bedroom totally convinced that he had just whacked off in private. He could never be more wrong, because unknown to him, someone had watched.

Michelle Collins was a successful businesswomen. She was the head executive of a business firm the indirectly dealt with brokers and clients. She had slowly worked her way up the corporate ladder over the years, and was poised to become CEO within the next several years if she stayed on track. The other good thing about her job meant she could work from home. Bringing in an ample salary each year allowed them to have a pool, and a rather large house with her own huge master bedroom, Brad's own master bedroom, and a nice sized kitchen and office.

Several weeks ago, Brad and his friend had come over to clean the pool to get it ready for the quick approaching summer weather. It was rather warm that morning so Michelle decided to wear one of her favorite bikinis and go work on her tan

She was out there while the boys worked and couldn't help but hear them whispering. She peeked open an eye under her sunglasses and saw Brad's friend eying her body. Michelle knew she was hot, but ever since her husband passed away she had never dated. She didn't know why and it didn't really matter. She was happy enough without having someone like that in her life, and it meant she got to spend more time with Brad.

After that day, Michelle began to realize Brad was watching her more, looking at her as he hadn't in the past. It didn't really faze her and she attributed it to teenage hormones and didn't speak to him about it. Though recently she had been working odd hours while dealing with an overseas market. Brad's computer had recently broken and she had been letting him use it while she wasn't. She had often heard the standard fap noises coming from his room before, but never from the office

Michelle awoke from her nap with a yawn as she strectched and stood. She was wearing a pair of gym shorts and a tee as she stood and walked to the kitchen. To get there, she had to pass by her office. She heard brad say something real quick before a grunt and quickly peeked in to make sure he was alright. Her eyes widened at the sight of his cumming rope after rope out of what looked like a fucking huge cock from her vantage point. As he cleaned up she quickly hurried away to the kitchen and sat down at the table after grabbing a snack. She wondered what he had been looking at. She had heard the word mom right before he grunted, so she worried it might have been taboo videos. She sat there and ate idly as she waited for Brad

Brad had settled down from his taboo jerk session. He put on some socks and running shoes as it was his habit to go for a run at this time of the day. Walking down to the kitchen he is shocked to see his Mom sitting at the table eating a snack. ‘What the hell is she doing up? How did she get down here?’ he thought to himself frozen if fear.

Snapping himself out of his momentary trance, Brad goes to the cabinet and fixes him an ice water and says “Hey Mom. What are you doing up?” He was curious. “I didn’t know you were up.” he added nervously. 'I hope she didn’t see me. Maybe she came down after I was done whacking off’ he thought.

As he nervously fidgeted he couldn’t help but notice the tightness of his Mom’s shorts. He could see the faintest of cameltoes he thought, but wasn’t quite sure. The one thing he was sure of was that his Mom’s large tits were proudly stretching the tight t-shirt she was wearing.

Feeling himself start to get aroused, Brad repositioned the growing bulge in his shorts without realizing it. Feeling nervous he blurts out “Well I’m going for a run, Mom! See you later!” as he makes a hasty escape out of an uncomfortable moment.

Michelle looked up and smiled at him warmly as she completely masked the thoughts that were going around in her head that moment. "Oh doesn't he look flustered. He's trying to decide if I saw him or not." She thought to herself as she set down the newspaper she was reading.

"Yea I'm up. I just got downstairs thought." She said as she yawned. "Just reading the paper for now, might go for a swim later on." She said as she turned her chair towards him. "Had to be careful with how long I've supposedly been down here." She thought as she wondered if he would think she was lying.

Michelle saw her son's eyes look down at her crotch and she blushed as she looked down and adjusted her legs a bit, in the process spreading them even more. Her tee shirt did display her large natural DD's, and the added bonus of no bra too. She was lucky the huge nipples weren't erect or that'd be quite embarrassing.

She smiled at his sudden discomfort then outburst as her eyes wandered down to where he readjusted his shorts. That huge bulge was still there. She just nodded and called out after him. "Be home soon, we're going out for dinner tonight!" Michelle had made reservations at a local steakhouse for the two of them for their weekly meal together. She always looked forward to them.

Brad, used his run to get his thoughts together usually. As he pounded the pavement his mind was racing in a million directions. ‘She said she had just come down to the kitchen. That’s a relief.’ he thought. ‘A few minutes earlier and she could have seen me jacking off’ he thought with a sense of relief. ‘I’ve got to get my laptop fixed. Of course it might be embarrassing with my browser history. Shit! Did I clear the history on Mom’s desktop? I CAN’T REMEMBER!’ he thinks as panic races through his mind.

He decides to cut his run short. ‘Maybe Mom won’t be at the computer and I can clear the history! Maybe I did already and can’t remember! Shit! I hope Mom’s swimming or tanning or doing anything outside! Please don’t be working at the computer!’ he thought in a panicked manner. Taking a shortcut home he runs in a fashion that is anything from as relaxed as he normally would run. He had to check that he had cleared the history before his mother got on the computer.

Coming to a stop in the front yard he walks over to the privacy fence enclosing the back yard. Peeking over the fence he discovers that his Mom isn’t back there. ‘FUCK!’ he thinks to himself as he heads towards the door. He quietly opens the door and starts silently making his way to the computer, praying that Michelle wasn’t at it.

Michelle had in fact made her way up to her office as soon as he went out the door. Taking one of her external hard drives, she booted up her computer and opened up the browser. She didn't have time to look at the windows that were open and instead quickly copied over all browser information. While it was doing so, she looked at the history. "What in the world." She muttered. "Incest? Taboo?" Suddenly the video from earlier began to play and she opened it. "What in the hell?" She asked confused. Her eyes widening more and more as she went through it.

Her hard drive finally gave a little beep signaling it was done as she disconnected it. She wiped the history on the desktop and closed the browser. She quickly left the room and threw the hard drive on her bed and went to change into a swim suit. As she was coming back down in her bikini, she passed by Brad who was heaving and puffing. "Hi sweetie, back from your run already?"

Seeing his Mom coming down the stairs, Brad came to a screeching halt. She was dressed in a bikini and was looking hot. The tiny straps of her top didn’t seem big enough to hold his Mom’s enormous tits. The small bottom with it’s high cut legs made her already long legs look even longer while cupping the one thing Brad dreamt of gently from sight. He wondered how he could have been so blind all of this time, since his mother was just 33 about to turn 34.

Michelle had gotten pregnant and given birth to Brad at 15. His father married her and helped raise him until the day he tragically died. Since then they had been best friends, even as Michelle clawed and fought her way up the corporate ladder. She hadn’t aged a bit it seemed now that he thought of it. If anything she looked better than ever.

“Just made it a short one, Mom. You know, didn’t want to be late for our dinner date.” he said, answering Michelle’s question. He was referring to the habit they had of going out to eat together once a week. She was using it as a tool to teach her son some manners and how to eat and behave properly in public. After years of this, Brad was aware of what utensils to use and had taken over the gentleman’s role of ordering for Michelle. He even tipped the Maitre 'd with money Michelle slipped him. It gave him a sense of pride to command respect from the wait staff.

“I’m just going to run upstairs for a second and do something. Then I’m going to come down and work on my tan, with you. See you in a minute!” he said as he kissed her cheek then raced upstairs.

Michelle knew damn well what he was doing. He wanted to make sure he had cleared the browser history. Oh how she was glad she did that. She had nervously been thinking about what she had seen though. "That's just wrong on so many levels." She thought to herself. "How did he even start getting interested in me like that?" She wondered again as she lather up her front, arms and legs and face as she lay down. Brad always helped her with her back because it was impossible to reach. Laying down on the chair, she slide on her sunglasses, closed her eyes, and slide in headphones. She was essentially deaf and blind to the world until someone literally had to shout at her or jab her.

Brad first went to his bedroom and changed out of his running gear and into his swim trunks. Peeking out his window he sees his mother walking down to the pool. Seeing the bounce of her breasts with each step, he pauses to watch her. Seeing her rubbing lotion all over her front brought stirrings in his shorts. Then as she sat down on the lounge to sun her fine body she is sitting with her legs apart. He notices that Michelle’s small bikini bottom has ridden up and appears to be giving a glimpse of her pussy lips.

Knowing that she is almost deaf and blind to the world with her earphones and shades, Brad knows he can get a closer look if he hurries. Racing to the office he boots up the computer. And after a few moments he discovers that the history had been wiped after all. “So I was freaking out over nothing.” he mumbles to himself assured that his mother knew nothing of his secret.

Putting on his sunglasses he hurries downstairs and out to the pool. He instantly dives in to cool off from his run. Coming up out of the refreshing water, Brad notices that Michelle hasn’t moved. After getting out of the water he walks to where Michelle is tanning, dead to the world. Bending down to get her suntan lotion, Brad realizes that what he thought he saw was a reality. Right there in front of him for him to see are the outer lips of his MILF mother’s pussy. Unable to help himself, Brad stares through his dark sunglasses as he coats his muscular physique in lotion.

Michelle had nodded off a bit as the sun warmed her body up. The weather was perfect. She dozed off as the music played into her ears and she lay there snoring softly. She had thoughts and dreams about what she had seen on her computer. She squirmed uneasily in her sleep as she had a vivid dream of Brad coming up behind her, lifting her skirt and jamming her panties down before proceeding to fuck the hell out of her.

The strange thing was though that Michelle was liking it and urging him on in the dream. Shouting at him to fuck her faster and harder, fill her up with cum. In reality, Michelle was squirming and moaning softly as she lay there. Her breathing had deepened and her tits poked through her thin top. Her pussy began to drip onto the chair as she moaned. Finally, her body couldn't hold back any more and she came with a soft squeak.

Her eyes fluttered open but she didn't move. She saw a large shadow standing over her which meant that brad had joined her outside. She realized with relief that he was just applying sunscreen, but panicked when she remembered that she had just cum, and her tits and pussy were all on their own display. She lay there still as she waited for Brad to go sit.

As he watched his mother, Brad noticed the deep rhythmic breathing and how it made her breasts heave. He could see a hint of aureoles starting to peek out as the top labored to keep them encased. Her nipples even seemed to be hard enough to cut though the material.

He also detected the faintest of moans coming from her voice. It was the type of sound one would make as they struggled with a bad dream. It was then that he realized that she was dreaming. He decided that his Mom was having a nightmare and was thinking about waking her up.

But taking one more glance at the partially revealed pussy he noticed some moisture glisten faintly. And then it clicked ’HOLY SHIT! Mom’s having a wet dream!’ he thought to himself. Seeing her on display and having a sexual encounter in her dreams caused the lump in his trunks to grow.

When Michelle came with a feminine squeal, Brad was pretty sure what had happened. But he also noticed a tenseness come over Michelle as if she was awake. So deciding to play it cool as if he was only applying lotion to himself, he sits down in the lounge beside her. He is careful to position himself where he can see all the goods on display for him and still hide behind his dark shades.

Michelle's eyes flicked over to where Brad had just sat down. How much had he seen? She was scared and worried at that and pretended to yawn and stretch as she sat up. Playing it off she looked over and smiled at him. "Hi sweetie. When did you get out here?"

Michelle looked at him with a smile. It was then as her eyes used the cover of her sunglasses to scan her son's body. Had he always been that toned? Of course he had. It must have been from all the working out he had been doing recently. The start of a six pack proved that.

She then shook her head trying to clear her thoughts. Those types of things weren't good to think about if they were about her own son. She was ashamed and blushed outwardly as she tried to change the topic. "So sweetie, what do you want to do for dinner tonight?"

“I’ve not been here long, Mom” he innocently answered while still checking out his Mom’s goods. Then he noticed that she was blushing, but then he decided that it was just the heat.

When asked what restaurant he wanted to go to he thought for a second and then said. “I feel like Mexican. How about Javier’s? It’s going to be so nice tonight. How does a table on the patio sound?” he asks.

Brad like Mexican food, but knew Michelle did also. But he really like the dresses his mother wore when they went to Javier’s. It was a lively fun restaurant with a great atmosphere, food, and an outdoor dining area with a great view. But Brad liked the light dresses she wore there the most. The dress she wore last time showed off how great her body was.

“Hand me your phone, Mom. I’ll call in our reservation. I’ll make sure Juan gets us a table outside. Then I’ll help you with putting lotion on your back.” he said. Not even realizing that he was being checked out as he was checking her out

"Oh okay." Michelle nodded then smiled. "Javier's sounds delicious." She agreed and handed him her iPhone. "Here you go sweetie." She enjoyed Javier's because of the outside atmosphere. It was simple, yet fancy at the same time.

She blushed even more. She hadn't even asked him to rub suntan lotion on him. Maybe it was just from so many times being out in the sun and having to do it for her. She wondered what she would wear tonight. She always wore a nice dress, and liked to dress up, having a large walk in closet full of dresses and skirts.

Brad finished up making the dinner reservation “Great, Juan! Sounds super! See you at 8:00! Thanks!” It was something he had done for years. Michelle wanted her son to be able to handle whatever situation arose in life. So he was well suited to deal with people as an adult; as an equal. So it wasn’t a surprise when he got the table when and where he wanted.

“I got our usual table at 8:00” he proudly told his mother.

Then looking at his mother he got back to undressing her with his sunglasses hidden eyes. “You ready for the lotion?” he asked as he put a dab of lotion in his hands to warm it. He knew she hated cold lotion, since he had been coating her back for years. It was almost a given that she would ask, so he just assumed the duty. But now it was a duty that he had come to relish in the past few weeks. It was a reason to touch Michelle. Not the way he wanted, but it still turned him on.

Michelle smiled as he made the reservation. She had always taught him to have great phone skills, as it would carry him far past being a great public speaker if he was able to do a perfect phone interview. She had him make all reservation calls just like a gentleman would also. He had become quite proficient at it too.

She laughed when he mentioned their usual table. It was one on the patio in the back corner. Right under an A/C vent if it was too hot. It also had a perfect view of the busy downtown intersection. Being in a college town it was always fun to see the students running or walking around. She nodded and flipped over onto her back. "If you don't mind Brad." She said as she shuddered and thought of what he must think as he rubbed her bare skin. Surely he was undressing her mentally as she was him. She blushed and lay down and closed her eyes again.

Brad rubbed his hands together with the lotion to warm it to body temperature as his mother had him do many times before. Bending over her he said “Pull your hair out of the way” as he wanted to start at her shoulders, and there were a few fly always. Once he started he rubbed it liberally over her neck and shoulders. Then acting like a masseuse would he rubbed every square inch of her upper back, making sure all her skin is covered.

Still checking Michelle out he pauses and looks at the way her large DD cup breasts spread out as she lays on them. Warming some more lotion between his hands he then works some lotion onto the sides of her upper back, just slightly letting his fingers to accidentally brush against her boobs. He could easily write it off as an accident as it has actually happened before. How he wished he could grab them and not have to sneak a feel. He then worked down to her lower back.

All ready fully aroused, Brad is glad that his swim trunks had no netting inside, as it was very uncomfortable. His erection is running down the leg of his trunks stopping just a few inches from the leg hem. But doing all of this bending has caused his shorts to ride up slightly. As he warmed up the lotion to cover his mothers left leg, he’s totally unaware his purple headed warrior has stuck his head out for a peek.

Putting lotion on her legs was his favorite part, as he got to coat a large portion of her ass that wasn’t covered by her bottoms. A few weeks ago he never had thought anything about it. But now things were different. How he wished he could be doing this with her in the nude. But this was close to it, and he still did a thorough job. He applied it slowly and made sure to slightly brush against her privates a couple of times by accident while making sure the insides of each long leg were coated in turn.

Once done he realized her camel toe had become more prominent and he could see it from the pool. “I’m going to jump in and cool off some, Mom” he said. Then gaining a vantage point up against the edge he stares at his mother’s lovely pussy lips as he positions himself in front of the pool jet. Its rush of forced water feels really good to Brad as he brazenly exposes his cock to the jet to better feel the pools blowjob while he lusts for Michelle’s forbidden pussy.

Michelle was glad she had someone to put the suntan lotion on her. She'd be burnt to a crisp without it. But as Brad's hands went over her back, she rethought that. He had taboo thoughts in his head now. She knew that much. Those 'accidental' touches that Brad always made were in no way accidental as she felt his soft tender hands touch the sides of her breasts.

As he worked down her lower back, Michelle shifted her head so it was facing the pool and Brad as her eyes widened. She saw the throbbing head poking out from his trunks. "Good god he's thick and huge" She thought to herself as she bit her lip.

She knew he was checking out her ass when he began working on her legs. The way his eyes adverted up and down her body was that obvious. She just nodded as she turned back over, unknowingly giving her son a perfect view of her camel toe. "Okay son." She muttered. Michelle knew he would stay at the edge and make small talk, but that was it. She figured she'd get in soon to get out of the heat a bit. Sliding her headphones back in, Michelle leaned all the way back and closed her eyes. Once again, becoming oblivious to the world.

Brad felt bad, a little guilty. He was brazenly exposing his raging boner to the swirling water of the water return jet. He was mere feet from his mother; the reason for his hard on. ‘Damn you Chris’ he thought. He was irritated for his calling his mother a MILF and changing how he viewed her. He now saw Michelle as an sexual object of desire instead of his mom.

Seeing her slip her earphones on meant she was checking out for now. Taking advantage he slides a hand underwater and starts jerking off very carefully. He didn’t want to call any attention to himself.

‘I wish I could fuck you. It would be so hot' he thought as he whacked off while looking at his mother’s incredible body. ‘Too bad it will never happen though. I’ll bet she’s never thought of fucking a younger man before. And she’d NEVER consider fucking me.’ he sadly thought as he stroked away brazenly.

Michelle nodded off for a bit, but awoke several minutes later, and slowly looked down. There were some odd movements going on under the water with Brad. "Is he masturbating?" She wondered to herself with a bot of chock and horror. Michelle slowly stretched and yawned to give him ample warning. She didn't want to embarrass him, as that would be cruel. She got up suddenly and smiled down at him as she bounded up and easily dove into the pool. "Hi sweetie." She smiled, not turning around. "Sorry for the surprise. i wanted a biref dip in before I had to go shower." Truthfully, she wanted to see if she could catch a glimpse of his cock.

Lost in a mental fantasy, Brad had gotten a little carried away with his jerking off. His movements had become too sudden, making it obvious what he was doing. Lost in his mental fucking of Michelle, he didn’t notice as she moved and stretched at first. His focus was locked in on her.

Then suddenly he realized that she was awake and moving. Not wanting to call attention to what he was doing he instantly let go of his cock. Shaking his leg he assumed that his swim trunks would fall down back over his cock as he had it run out the leg hole. But unknown to him it didn’t cover it up totally, a good portion of it was left out running down his thigh.

Trying to play it cool Brad said “No problem. You didn’t surprise me. I was just zoned out thinking about something.” It was the truth, but he figured she didn’t want to know what he was thinking about. Trying to act nonchalant Brad fell backwards under the water and came up floating on his back. Staying on his back for about twenty seconds before standing back up.Unknown to him Michelle wasn’t the only one flashing the goods.

Turning to his Mom he said “I’m going to go in and start getting ready for dinner. I have to look my best. You never can tell when somebody might be checking you out.” Smiling at his mother he turns and walks out the shallow end of the pool. All of the walking causes the shorts to cover his cock before he walks out on the pool deck. Walking into the house Brad goes up into his bathroom to start his shower

"I see." She muttered. While he had been speaking, she swam up beside him and put her arms on the side of the pool. Her eyes looking down through the shades, she noticed the large bulbous head and the thick shaft. "I know I've said it before, but Brad is fucking huge." She thought to herself as she unknowingly licked her lips.

It didn't matter because Brad chose that moment to flop backwards and float on his back. She got a long clear look up the leg of his trunks and realized what a massive monster he had. "He didn't get that from his father that's for sure" She shook her head and tried to clear it. "Stop thinking about that dammit." She reprimanded herself softly.

She laughed and nodded. "Okay, be down at 7:30 then." Michelle said as she looked at her watch. It was six now so she figured she'd stay in for five more minutes or so and head on up. Doing so, she walked up, still wet to her bathroom and tunred on the shower. Having forgotten to close the door to her room, Michelle went back to her bed and stripped before stepping into their see though glass walk in shower as she began to bathe.

Peeking out his bedroom window, Brad watched his hot mother frolic in the pool. Feeling a bit of disgust for himself he took his still hard cock out of his wet trunks and began finishing jerking off. “You are so fucking stupid!” he said under his breath. “You almost got caught.” He said again as he pumped his cock. “You’re such a pervert. Jerking off with your Mom right there!” he continued to verbally beat himself up as he beat his meat while watching his near naked mother.

It didn’t take long before he shot his load and his hard on subsided. It was perfect timing because his mother was just heading in. Running to his bathroom, Brad starts his shower and gets in. The whole time he is cleaning up he is still mentally beating himself up. ‘What a loser. You want to fuck your Mom. Who would never fuck you, much less consider it. You’re just wasting your time thinking about her. But I can’t stop. She’s perfect! She is beautiful and hot! And we live in the same house. I’m not getting laid and neither is she. It would be the perfect deal for us. We could both be getting laid. I could keep her happ. ….Geez. Listen to yourself!’ he thought to himself as a mental war raged throughout his shower.

Finishing his shower he completes his grooming routine. Wrapping a towel around his waist he exits his bathroom. Casting a harmless glance towards his mothers room her notices the door is open. He hears her shower going. Shrugging his shoulders he goes to his bedroom. Sliding on a pair of boxers he decides on a pair of grey slacks and fishes them from the closet and puts them on. Then looking for his favorite grey striped dress shirt, Brad is unable to find it.

It then clicks in his head that Michelle liked the same shirt and had probably liberated it to her closet. Smiling to himself he decides ‘Two can play that game’as he heads to her bedroom to re-liberate it. Once in her bedroom he heads to her walk in closet. Digging through her clothes he finds the shirt. Grabbing it’s hanger he triumphantly turns and exits the closet. As he is set to leave something makes him put on the breaks. Turning his head, he becomes aware that the bathroom door is open. And there standing totally naked and unaware of his presence, is Michelle, soaping and lathering herself. Brad is stunned as he watches her breasts jiggle free of their constraints. Slowly sneaking out to the hall so she doesn’t see his movement he slips out of the room. Unable to resist it, he has to sneak another peek, so he peeks back through the bedroom door and watches the private matters of his mothers shower.

Brad was right, Michelle didn't see him at all as she showered. It helped him that she had turned on her radio to a loud volume and was signing to the music also. She lathered up her hair and washed it as she grabbed the soap. She ran it all over her body, breasts, back, ass and between and on her legs as she hummed. She turned to face her bedroom and couldn't see Brad still with the door being partially open. She finished soaping up and washed everything off before giving her legs a quick shave. "I need to go get my bush trimmed again." She thought to herself as she ran her fingers over it. Even though she hadn't been with a man in forever, she couldn't stand the thick hairs. Looking up and blushing, Michelle realized how horny she was again. She couldn't figure out why seeing as she had just cum not 20 minutes ago. "Well you've got to do what you've got to do." She thought and shrugged as a hand made it's way down to her pussy and she began to slowly finger herself. Her other hand idly rubbed her nipple, which quickly became erect as she let out a soft and happy moan.

Brad couldn’t believe what he was seeing. There before him was the woman of his desire, totally naked and fingering herself. Watching intently he couldn’t believe his eyes as she played with her tits as she fingered her own pussy.

Although her radio was blaring, Brad could clearly her Michelle moan. It was the most erotic thing that he had seen in his life. Hearing the sound of her moan only added to the experience. Despite having jerked off twice already within the space of under three hours, Brad felt his overworked cock start to harden again. But fighting the urge to join his mother in self pleasure, he merely watched with his mouth agape. Struggling for a better view he sticks more of his head into the doorway. 'Holy fuck! This is hot!’ he thinks to himself as he watches his mom pleasure herself