With his mother gone on her Nude Day, naked, weekend cruise with her latest boyfriend, Robert was finally home alone. Feeling as if he was judged and scrutinized whenever his mother was home with him, he took a big breath of freedom. Seemingly with her having no control over the bad men that she dated, he paid the price of her wanting to make him into a better man. She exerted the physical and emotional control over him that her boyfriends didn't allow her to have over them.
Now, alone with his bad self, king of his castle, he was finally able to do whatever he wanted to do and what he wanted to do was to watch whatever he wanted to watch on TV without feeling guilty for watching all of the sports shows that he wanted to watch. Moreover, instead of hiding in his bedroom as he always does whenever he's horny and masturbating, which seemingly was all the time lately, 22-year-old Robert made himself comfortable in the living room. When not watching sports, his plan was to masturbate. In the way that his mother so controlled him and always told him what to do, what would she think of him now if she saw him pulling his prick?
Actually, with Nude Day not until Tuesday, July 14th, his mother's premature, Nude Day celebration started early from Friday, July 10th through to Sunday July 12th. A real treat for him, with his mother gone on a Nude Day cruise for the weekend with her current boyfriend, he was celebrating his own Nude Day early by walking around the house naked all weekend long. Freeing his cock from the confines of his pajama bottoms to dang all through the house, he wished he could walk naked in front of his mother. He wished his mother would walk naked in front of him.
Yet, with her not there, he planned on touching and/or rubbing every area and everything with his cock that his mother usually touches. Then, when she returns home and touches the countertop, the coffee pot, the toaster, the sink, and the refrigerator, his way of imagining that she's touching his cock, he'll remember that he put his cock to all of those things. He planned on rubbing his naked cock against all of her clothes, especially her panties and bras. For her not to know he's such a perverted son who sexually lusts over his mother, he'd have to take care to put everything back as it was. He didn't want her to know that he was in her underwear drawer. How embarrassing would that be for her to know that he was feeling her bras and sniffing her panties while rubbing his cock over everything she touches. He could only imagine what she'd say if she knew.
"Robert! Did you rub your cock on the countertop, the coffeepot, and the toaster? Did you go through my underwear drawer and rub your cock on my panties and bras?"
"No, Mom, I'd never do that?"
"Then, why does everything I touch smell like cock?"
He wished his mother would walk around the house naked in front of him. He wished he could put his erect cock on his mother's shoulder when she was sipping her coffee at the kitchen table, he imagined her turning her head to take him in her mouth to suck him. He wished his mother would hang her naked breasts in his face, if she did that, definitely, he'd take her tits in his mouth and suck her nipples.
He wished she had more of a European attitude about nudity. In Europe, mothers and sisters go to the beach topless and nude in front of their sons and brothers. He'd love to go to a topless beach with his mother. He'd love to frolic in the water with her while accidentally on purpose touching, feeling and fondling her beautiful breasts while fingering her big nipples. Something more to masturbate over, he couldn't wait to masturbate over his mother.
Naked, naked, naked. Now that he was naked, it felt so good to walk around his mother's house naked. If only she was home with him, with this the advent of Nude Day, daring himself to do just that, he imagined walking naked in front of his mother. He imagined walking out in the kitchen naked Tuesday morning, Nude Day.
"Robert! What are you doing? You're naked? Where are you clothes?"
He imagined his mother saying while staring down at his cock.
"It's Nude Day, Mother, get naked with me," he imagined saying to her.
Getting ready to masturbate himself, he imagined her stripping off her skirt, blouse, bra, and panty. Only, even though he wanted to walk around the house naked in front of his mother, he didn't dare. If only she'd walk naked in front of him, he'd walk naked in front of her. Only, just as he'd never walk naked in front of his mother, she'd never walk naked in front of him. Still with her gone for the weekend and with him home alone, he could masturbate over the sexual fantasy of being naked with his naked mother for Nude Day.
'What's the big deal,' he thought, as if he didn't know any better. 'It's just a body, albeit a naked body. We all have the same bodies. Men have one body and women have another. It isn't as if we haven't seen naked bodies before,' he thought while thinking of his mother naked.
Only, it was more than that and he knew it. She was his mother and he was her son. Even if she was a slut and a whore who had sex with a multitude of men, she was still his mother. Even if she paraded around him in her low cut bra and sexy bikini panties, she was forbidden fruit. As if she was Eve in the Garden of Eden and he was Adam, with them both knowing that the Devil was watching, he wasn't allowed to touch.
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Now that he's naked and alone without his mother's judgmental supervision, he only wished a sexy, female neighbor would knock at his door asking to borrow a cup of sugar. Oh, yeah, he'd love to show some woman he doesn't even know his cock. How hot would that be to flash his cock to someone he doesn't even know? He wondered what her reaction would be to seeing his exposed prick.
"Knock, knock," he imagined his sexy, female neighbor at his front door.
Wearing only his big, welcoming smile, he imagined opening his door naked.
"Hi. Welcome. Come in," he imagined saying.
"Oh, sorry. You're naked," he imagined her saying while she stared down at his cock. "Maybe I should come back later when your dressed or...not at all," she said not removing her eyes from his exposed prick.
Wishing she was naked too, he looked at her staring at his exposed prick.
"Don't go. I'm not a pervert. With my mother gone for the weekend on a Nude Day cruise, I'm just celebrating Nude Day early," he imagined saying. "Won't you join me?"
She seemed uncomfortable with him being naked but in the way she continued staring at his cock, even though she voiced her disinterest in his invitation, she seemed sexually interested to join him in his Nude Day celebration.
"Join you? Join you naked? You want me to get naked too?"
She looked up at his face before looking down at his cock again.
"Yes," he imagined saying to her.
Obviously horny, she looked more at his naked cock than she did at his face.
"Oh, um, I only wanted to borrow a cup of sugar," he imagined her saying.
Trying to avoid the elephant in the hall, she stared up at his face.
"Sure. I can get that cup of sugar for you. Won't you come inside? Perhaps, you'd like to celebrate Nude Day with me by getting naked too," he imagined saying again, his way of sexually enticing her.
He watched her play with her hair while licking her lips. If he was reading her body language correctly, she was becoming sexually aroused by the sight of his cock. Hopefully, she was becoming sexually aroused by the thought of her stripping naked in front of a man she had just met and didn't know.
"Actually," she said fingering the button of her blouse while giving him a naughty, sexy look. "Something I've never done before and something that's on my bucket list of things to do, I've always wanted to celebrate Nude Day naked," he imagined her saying. "Being that you're already naked, I don't mind getting naked too."
As if a spider allowing a fly in his web or a vampire allowing an innocent victim in his house, he closed the door behind her. He so wanted to laugh in the way that Vincent Price, the dark prince of horror movies, laughed on Michael Jackson's Thriller.
"What's your name?"
Enjoying the impromptu, striptease show, he turned to watch her strip off her short skirt, her low cut blouse, her B cup bra, and her white, bikini panty. Naked, naked, naked, she was now as naked as he was.
"Cindy," she said turning to face him naked.
She looked nervous. She looked scared. She seemed embarrassed. Judging her from her erect nipples, either she was cold or sexually aroused. Whether she was sexually aroused or not, she was naked. Naked, naked, naked, they were both naked.
Now to make it more of a celebratory party, he only wished a female real estate agent, a woman wanting him to sign a petition, a female Jehovah's Witness, and/or the Avon lady would ring his doorbell. As long as they were all female, the more the merrier.
"Ding, dong!"
As if magically appearing, he imagined a female real estate agent, a woman wanting him to sign a petition, a female Jehovah's Witness, and an Avon lady at his door. He imagined opening his door naked. Naked, naked, naked, he only wished he had the balls to open his door naked when he knew there was an unsuspecting woman standing on the other side of the door.
"Hello?"
He watched the four women look down from his face to stare at his cock.
"Oh, my, you're naked," he imagined the women all saying in unison as if a chorus while staring down at his cock.
Counting his next door neighbor, he smiled that five women he didn't even know stared at his cock in the way that he imagined five men his mother didn't even know were staring at her naked body aboard her Nude Day cruise boat. As if they've never seen a prick before, women always act so shocked, surprised, and innocent when seeing a man's cock. Yet, when confronted by a naked cock, as long as they know that no harm will come to them, they stare at a naked man as much as men stare at naked women. Surely, unlike his next door neighbor who willingly stripped naked, he'd have a better chance of getting this four women to strip naked when they're all together then if they came to his door individually.
"It's okay. I'm not a weirdo or anything. I'm not even a nudist. I'm just celebrating Nude Day early. Come in. You may remove your clothes too, if you'd like and celebrate Nude Day with us. This is Cindy, my next door neighbor. She happened by to borrow a cup of sugar and I asked her to join me in my Nude Day celebration. The next thing I knew she was naked."
Being that this was his sexual fantasy and he could do anything he wanted, the four women entered his house and immediately began stripping off their clothes. Enjoying the scene of four women stripping off their skirts, their blouses, their bras, and their panties, he looked from one naked woman to the other naked woman. If Robert couldn't escort his mother on a Nude Day, naked cruise, then he was going to have his own naked, Nude Day party.
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With the thoughts of being naked with five naked women already making him horny and giving him an erection, he imagined entertaining his sexy female neighbor, a female real estate agent, a woman wanting him to sign a petition, a Jehovah Witness woman, and an Avon Lady naked. Naked, naked, naked, they were all naked celebrating Nude Day naked with him. He imagined himself as Will Forte playing Phil Miller in the Last Man on Earth but surrounded by surviving women who he'd have to sex with to impregnate them to save the human population.
Already beginning to have his sexual fantasies in preparation of him masturbating himself all weekend long, he wished he was with other naked people celebrating Nude Day in the way that his mother was with other naked people celebrating Nude Day. Jealous of her, he wished he was having a good, naked time with his friends in the way she was obviously having a good, naked time with her friends. Instead of being home alone, he wished he had been invited to a Nude Day naked party instead of having a party by himself.
Yet, if he dared open his front door naked, even with the excuse of it being a premature celebration of Nude Day, with his luck someone would call the police and have him arrested for lewd and lascivious behavior and public indecency. Besides, he didn't need to flash his naked body to unsuspecting women to have a good time with himself. Home alone with his bad self, he had everything he needed, a jar of lube, a box of tissues, his horny hand, and, hopefully, a home movie of his mother strutting around the backyard in her barely there bikini with her drunken girlfriends.
Having never seen this video before, with him waiting a week to be alone to watch it, he couldn't wait to watch it now. Hoping that it met with his sexual anticipation of all that he imagined was on it, at least enough for him to cum while masturbating himself, he found it hidden at the bottom of his mother's underwear drawer. An encouraging sign, with the video not out in the open but hidden beneath her panties in her lingerie drawer, he suspected that it was X-rated. Hoping to see his mother naked or, at the very least topless, ever since he found it, he's been waiting for days to watch it. Ever since he found it, he's been masturbating over the thoughts of watching it while imagining his mother was topless and/or naked on the video. Now that his mother wasn't home, this was his perfect chance to watch it while masturbating himself.
With her gone for the entire weekend celebrating Nude Day with one of her latest boyfriends on his rented boat, he was home alone celebrating Nude Day with his horny hand and, hopefully, along with the topless and/or naked videotaped sight of his mother. The first time he's had the whole house to himself, he was ready to masturbate the entire weekend away while imagining having sex with his topless and/or naked mother. Ready to stroke his cock to see how many times he could cum in a day while having his favorite fantasy, seeing his mother in her barely there bikini, topless, and/or naked while imagining having sex with her, he couldn't wait to begin masturbating himself. He couldn't wait to watch her 40th birthday party video.
Now that he knows his mother attended an orgy, paraded around naked, had a gangbang, gave strange men blowjobs, and got drunk enough to allow men to give her a cum bath, he couldn't wait to masturbate over the imagined thoughts of his mother blowing him. His mother was a slut. His mother was a whore. Now that he knows his mother is a slut and a whore, a real game changer, from this moment on, everything will changed between them.
Thinking that she was a good and moral woman, all this time he's been lusting over her while afraid to put the moves on her. Now that he knows that she's been doing God knows what with Tom, Dick, Harry, Mo, Curly, and Larry. How dare she? If she could have sex with strange men, men that she didn't even know, then why can't she have sex with him? Now that he knows she likes cock, when she comes home from her little, Nude Day, naked adventure, he'll be treating her differently than he's ever done before.
He'll be more aggressive sexually and insistent too. Maybe he'll summon the courage to barge in her bathroom while she's showering or barge in her bedroom when she's changing. He'd love to catch her naked. If only for more masturbation fodder, he'd love to see his mother's naked body.
'Oh, sorry Mom. I didn't know you were naked,' he imagined saying to her when finally barging in her bathroom or bedroom and catching her without her clothes.
"Happy Nude Day to me," he said for no one to hear while content to be alone with his horny self.
* * * * *
Oddly and suspiciously enough, he thought about her 40th birthday, pool party video again. Now that he thought more about it, he's searched through her underwear drawers several times before to feel her bras and sniff her panties while looking for nude photos of her without finding any. Checking all of her hiding spots, other than finding her sexy panties and lacy bras, there was never any sign of her hiding this video beneath her bras and panties before so why now?
Never as much as finding even a sexually inappropriate photo of her, other than her sexy underwear, he's never found anything to inspire him to masturbate over the thoughts of seeing his mother topless and/or naked while having sex with her topless and/or naked body. Then, suddenly, as if it magically appeared, something he never knew even existed until last week when he found it at the bottom of her underwear drawer. He couldn't believe he found his mother's 40th Birthday, pool party video.
"Wow! What the Hell is this? Fuck me. Where did this come from? Are you kidding me? No way," he said wishing he could play it now while masturbating. "I can't wait to watch this."
He couldn't believe his luck. Finding this video of his mother was like winning the lottery jackpot. Only with him not very lucky, finding this video at this most opportune time made him as suspicious as it made him sexually excited with the anticipation of watching it. Wondering what was on the video, he couldn't wait for his mother to leave him alone for the Nude Day weekend.
Still, not very believable that he'd suddenly be successful in finding something so privately personal and something that he's so sexually excited to watch when he's never had any luck in finding anything like this before, he suspected he was being setup. After routinely looking through her lingerie drawer and finding nothing but her lingerie, no naked photos and no X-rated videos, it seemed all too perfect that he'd find her 40th birthday, pool party video, especially with her now gone for the entire weekend. How convenient is that for him? Seemingly, he suspected that she wanted him to find this. Whatever was on this DVD, seemingly, she not only wanted him to find it but also she wanted him to watch it.
Every day for a week, while waiting for the day she left him alone, he checked her underwear drawer to make sure the video was still there. Every day for a week the video was still there. Day after day, he opened her underwear drawer not to sniff her panties and/or to feel her bras, which he did anyway, he couldn't help himself from not doing that, he made sure her video was still there. The video was still there. The burning question was, would the video still be there on the day that she left him alone. Then, when she told him that she was going away for the weekend, he just hoped she'd leave the video behind. As soon as left, he checked her underwear drawer for the video and it was there. Now with him ready with his lube and tissues, he couldn't wait to watch this hopefully topless and/or naked video of his mother.
Waiting for her to leave him alone long enough for him to watch her video over and again while masturbating over and again, he couldn't wait to have the house to himself. With her working from home lately and with her on vacation for the past week, seemingly she was always home. Feeling as if he was being used, he couldn't help but think that his mother set him up and was playing a joke on him. Knowing her fun sense of humor, the DVD probably was filled with cartoons or a stupid movie. Maybe the video had a private message to him to stop masturbating.
"Ha! Ha! You thought you found something sexy and sexually revealing of me," he imagined her saying to him on the video. "When it's just a video of me doing your laundry. Stay out of my underwear drawer Robert. Stop sniffing my panties and feeling my bras. Do not masturbate while sitting in my red, leather recliner," he imagined her saying on the video.Now with him thinking that he didn't find anything that he'd want to see, without even seeing it yet, he was suddenly already disappointed. Then, for her to hide the DVD at the bottom of her lingerie drawer, private enough to hide, he hoped that it was a sexy video of his mother. Yet, with him routinely going through her underwear drawer and never seeing it hidden there before, he wondered if she had just purposely put it there for him to find now, but why?
Either she was tricking him or she was just as sexually attracted to him as he was to her. Maybe this was her way to show him her topless and/or naked body without coming off as a slut or an incestuous whore. Maybe she wanted him to see this DVD as much as he couldn't wait to watch this DVD.
He wondered if his mother wanted him to find this video of her and wanted him to watch it. Maybe with her showing her naked body to a bunch of strangers for Nude Day, she felt bad for him and wanted to show him her naked body too. Maybe in the way he's been trying to see her topless and/or naked, she's been wanting him to see her topless and/or naked. Maybe this was her way to finally do that. For sure, he wouldn't know what it was until he watched it. Now excited to watch it, he wondered what was on the video.
* * * * *
College educated albeit unemployed, at 22-years-old, one would think that he'd be out celebrating the weekend before Nude Day with his girlfriend or with his male friends. Only, sexually frustrating when pondering the lonesome thought before stroking his erect prick over pornographic videos, he doesn't have a steady girlfriend. Having a steady girlfriend is an expensive proposition and he doesn't have any extra money to spend on himself never mind to spend on a woman. He doesn't even have a car. Not able to afford a night on the town drinking, carousing, and cavorting, with him not socializing since he graduated from college, his price to pay to earn his degree, he no longer has any friends.
Paying his way through college took whatever extra money he had and more, now with the first payment on his college loans coming due next year, he needed a job. He needed to save money instead of spending money. Only, since the big banks, the insurance companies, Sallie Mae and Freddie Mac in conjunction with Wall Street crashed the financial markets, and with no one going to jail, there were no jobs and there hasn't been any jobs since 2007. Even though the government brags about the strong, growing economy and touts the low unemployment rate, the only jobs now are part-time, low paying, service jobs with no benefits and no future. With all of the good manufacturing jobs lost overseas and with state governments successful in breaking unions, the United States is quickly becoming a third world country.
For sure, instead of jerking off while sitting in his mother's red reclining chair while watching a video of her topless and/or naked, he needed to start planning for his future. Yet, now that he found her video, with this one DVD superseding everything, all else could wait. After unsuccessfully spying on his mother while trying to see her in all manners of undress, now he found something even better than seeing a brief glimpse of her topless or naked. He found her 40th birthday, drunken, pool party video. Hoping she was topless and/or naked on the video, he could watch her any time he wanted. He could watch her while masturbating over her night and day for the whole weekend.
Working to help defray his college expenses when away at school, different today than when his mother graduated from college 20 years ago, when he graduated college, he didn't have a job. There were no jobs other than those part-time, no benefit, campus jobs that didn't pay any more than minimum wage. If it wasn't for his mother welcoming him home to live with her in the house that his father left her in the divorce settlement, he'd be homeless. A young man with a college education and his whole life in front of him, unbelievably, he'd be living on the street.
If it wasn't for his mother giving him a place to stay and food to eat, he'd be sleeping in a shelter and eating at a mission. Not much else, at least he has a roof over his head and food to eat. Albeit not for sex, at least he has one woman in his life who loves him and who he loves, his mother. Only he wished his mother was more than just his mother. As ridiculous as it sounds to most but sexually exciting to some, he wished his mother was his lover.
Actually, unfortunately, sadly, and perversely, not that it's remotely her fault but, aside from him not having any money, his mother is the biggest reason why he doesn't have a girlfriend. His mother is the reason why he's home alone masturbating with a tube of lube and a box of tissues while hoping to watch her parade around the backyard in her bikini during her 40th birthday, pool party on this stolen video. No matter who he dates and which woman he's been intimate with, with him comparing every women to her, every woman pales in comparison to Donna, Madonna, his nickname for his mother by combining Ma with Donna, her first name.
She's so very beautiful and she's so very sexy. If only she wasn't his mother, he'd be hitting on her. Yet, if she wasn't his mother, she'd never give him a second look. He wasn't her type. She liked the hard drinking, bad boys, and the tattooed, hog riding men who don't conform to what society dictates how they should live.
A dozen years older than her, he never understood why she married his father, a milk toast, certified, public accountant. Maybe she married him because she was pregnant by him with him. Maybe she married him because, at the time, she loved him and he loved her. Maybe she married him because with him a partner in his accounting firm, he had money. Maybe she was just young, too young to even know what she wanted. With her only 22-years-old when she gave birth to him, if his mother was anything like him at twenty-two-years-old, then she was naïve and horny, the two words that most describe him now. Maybe with her marrying a man twelve years older than her, she was looking for a daddy figure in the way that he now wishes he could have sex with his mother.
Perhaps the reason why they're no longer together, his father knew something about his mother that he doesn't know. Maybe his father knew that his wife and the mother of his child was a slut and a whore. Now, perhaps, finally, after blowing three strange men who gave her a cum bath, his mother isn't the virtuous woman that he thinks she is. Perhaps when she's not being a mother to him, she's a slutty whore to other men. Nonetheless, thinking that his father was stupid for cheating on his mother, her reason for divorcing him, his mother is everything that he'd want in a woman. His father divorcing his mother is like JayZ divorcing Beyoncé, Joel Osteen divorcing Victoria Osteen, Brad Pitt divorcing Angelina Jolie, or Billy Joel when he divorced Christie Brinkley.
Skirting the issue of incest, if he was to date a woman, he'd date a woman who looked like, talked like, laughed like, and walked like his mother but younger, of course. Not that he has an aversion to dating and to having a sexual relationship with a woman her age, he's attracted to older women. Only, he'd much rather date someone who looked like and reminded him of his mother so that he could pretend that he was having sex with his mother. Definitely, for sure, he'd never kick a beautiful, sexy, shapely older woman out of bed for eating crackers because of the fact that she was old enough to be his mother. If his dream woman looks anything like and reminded him of his mother, she'd be too beautiful and has too much of a shapely figure for him to kick her out of bed for any reason.
Most definitely, the fact that she was his mother made his sexual attraction to her even more sexually appealing and erotically exciting. He only wished she looked at him in the way she looks at other men. He only wished she sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her. Now that he was naked, he only wished she was here with him now to see his cock in the way that he flashed her his cock on the stairs. Perhaps, with her willingness to celebrate Nude Day naked with strangers, and in the way that she immodestly and immorally parades around him in her bra and panty, maybe he could persuade her to celebrate Nude Day naked with him.
Only, confounding as it is disturbing and sexually exciting, why is he so sexually attracted to his mother? Perhaps a better question would be, why wouldn't he be sexually attracted to his mother? For sure, in the way she looks and comports herself, there'd be something more wrong with him if he wasn't sexually attracted to his mother.
She's tall and he likes tall women. She's blonde, a natural blonde and he loves naturally blonde women. There's just something about a naturally blonde women that dyed blonde women can't replicate. Perhaps it's the complexion that's not right, the darker colored eyebrows, and the pubic hair that attests to the fact that they weren't born blonde.
She's naturally busty and he loves women who have big, natural tits. As far as he's concerned, a woman who wastes her money on silicone implants is below a woman who has A cup, natural breasts. There's something about being real that he finds so sexy. In the way that his mother is a natural beauty who doesn't need to wear much more than eye liner and lipstick, he'd much rather see the real woman behind all of the makeup, fancy clothes, dyed hair, and phony tits.
She's beautiful and what man doesn't like a tall, blonde, busty, beautiful woman? Definitely, he'd want a beautiful woman on his arm and in his bed than a plain Jane or an ugly woman. Lastly, she has big, beautiful, blue eyes. His dream woman is the description of his mother. For sure, with him having a penchant for older women, he prefers tall, blonde, busty, beautiful women with big, beautiful, blue eyes to any other woman.
Yet, while still playing the field and unable to find one, special man ready and willing to commit his love to her, she's alone without a man in her life just as he's alone without a woman in his life. Thinking every day why they're both so alone, he's unable to conclude why they're alone when they're both attractive, witty, funny, educated, and loving people. Yet, believing that there's someone for everyone, just as she's still young, he's still young too. If she found someone to love and marry before, she'll surely find someone to love and marry again.
His problem is that he's looking for women who are clones of his mother. His problem is that he's too emotionally and sexually enamored with his mother, an understatement, to see past her for him to see other women, women more his age. He's in love with his mother but not in the way that a son should love his mother. He loves his mother more in the way that a man loves a woman. As soon as he thought that, in the way that a man loves a woman, he thought of the famous, classic song by Percy Sledge, "When a Man Loves a Woman."
With him unsuccessful in bedding his mother, now that he knows his mother is a whore, maybe there's a chance for him to have sex with her. Now that he knows his mother participated in an orgy, had a gangbang, blew men she didn't even know, and allowed them to give her a cum bath, maybe she'll suck his cock too. Maybe if he got her drunk enough, played Percy Sledge's song, and turned the lights down low, she'd be more in the mood to dismiss that sex between a mother and her son is incest. Maybe if she sold her house and bought a doublewide trailer, he learned to play the banjo, and they moved somewhere that incestuous sex between a mother and her son was a common occurrence, she'd more readily agree to give him incestuous sex with him.
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Embarrassed to admit it, even to himself, what stops him from having a girlfriend besides money is every time he thinks of a woman, he thinks of his mother. Perversely perverted, lusting incestuously over his mother prevents him from having a normal, loving, sexual relationship with a woman. Every time he holds a woman, with his arms around her waist and his hands on her hips, he imagines holding his shapely mother in his arms while staring in her big, blue eyes. Every time he closes his eyes and kisses a woman, especially when French kissing a woman, he imagines kissing his mother's full, red lips while feeling her wet tongue against his wet tongue. Every time he feels a woman's breasts and fingers her nipples through her blouse and bra while kissing her, he imagines being there with his mother while feeling her breasts and fingering her nipples.
Unable to remove his mother from his sexual thoughts, whether she's wearing a short skirt with a low cut blouse, skintight jeans, parading around in her panties and bra, her sheer, sexy nightgowns, and topless or naked, she's always there in his head. Every time he feels a woman's tits, ass, and/or rubs her clit and fingers her pussy, he thinks of feeling his mother's big tits and her firm, round ass while fingering her blonde, wet pussy. Unable to help himself from thinking of her naked while having sex with her, he's unable to evict his mother from his sexual thoughts. Now the only way that he can cum whenever a woman gives him a hand job, a blowjob, or when making love to a woman is when thinking of his mother stroking his cock and/or sucking his prick.
A new wrinkle to his sexual life that interferes with his relationships with women, for him to cum, any time he has sexual intercourse with a woman, he thinks of having sexual intercourse with his mother. A new incestuous perversion he has from him sexually and incestuous lusting over his mother, unable to get sexually excited otherwise, any time he's makes love to a woman, he imagines making love to his mother. The latest incestuous, sexual fantasy that he routinely has when he's horny and masturbating, any time he imagines having sex with a woman, he imagines fucking his mother and pounding her pussy hard enough and long enough to make her cum. Sometimes with his sexual fantasies of his mother so very real, something he hopes he never does, he's nearly called the woman he's in bed with Donna. Seemingly with her always in his thoughts, especially his sexual thoughts, everything he does is with his mother in mind.
A sexual fantasy come true, if it's not enough that he's seen his mother in her bra and panties, he'd give anything to see his mother without her panties and bra. Now that he's seen her in her panties and bra, he'd give anything to see her topless. He's sell his soul to see her naked. A sexual fantasy come true, he'd give anything to have sex with his naked mother.
A sexual fantasy come true, he'd give anything to cum in his mother's pussy while making love to her and while fucking her. A sexual fantasy come true, he'd give anything to cum in his mother's mouth while fondling her big, natural breasts and fingering her hard, erect nipples. He'd be happy and sexually satisfied if only she agreed to give him a hand job while allowing him to fondle her naked breasts and finger her hard nipples. Only, even though his mother is a slut when around her boyfriend and seemingly when around other men, his mother wasn't an incestuous slut when around him and in the way that he obviously was an incestuous pervert when around her. She's his mother and he's her son.
Only, a recent occurrence and something so disturbingly bizarre, ever since he graduated college to return home to live with his mother, during the few sexual dates and sexual encounters he's had with women, he's been unable to cum. No matter how hard he tries and how hard the woman he's with tries, he's been unable to cum. He doesn't cum. Totally bizarre as it is disturbing, he can't cum.
Embarrassing for the woman as much as it's embarrassing for him, not cumming is insulting and is as if telling them that they didn't sexually excite him enough for him to cum. Not cumming while having sex with a woman is paramount to saying that he's not sexually attracted to her when just the opposite was the case. The silver lining for woman, because he can't cum, he's able to maintain an erection longer. Just because they can't give him an orgasm doesn't mean that he can't give them an orgasm.
With his mother haunting his sexual thoughts, if only they knew that he needed to imagine having sex with his mother, they'd think him incestuously insane. Now that he knows the secret formula to cumming while having sex with a woman his age, he must imagine that he's having sex with his mother. Only, now, even when imagining having sex with his mother when with a woman doesn't work. What worked then, no longer works now. Now that he's back home living with his mother and with her more of an integral part of his life, even when imagining having sex with his mother, he's unable to cum. Strangely weird, it's unnervingly and disturbingly bizarre not to be able to cum when with a woman other than his mother.
"What the Hell is that all about? When I didn't have a problem before when away at college, why suddenly can't I cum now? Perhaps it has something to living at home with my mother."
In the past, as long as he thought and truly believed that he was having sex with his mother, he could cum and now, unless he's masturbating himself while thinking of his mother naked and having sex with her, he can't cum. Yet, now, with his mother more in his life than when he was away at college, perhaps he's no longer able to fool his brain into thinking that he's having sex with his mother when he's having sex with someone else. If only he had sex with women in a pitch black room, he'd have a better chance of pretending that he was having sex with his mother. If only the women wouldn't talk, maybe he could pull off the sexual fantasy of pretending that he's having sex with his mother but the women always ruin it as soon as they open their mouths.
"Shut up! Just shut the fuck up while I imagine that you're my mother and I'm having sex with her instead of with you," he imagined saying to whichever woman was in his bed with him while knowing that wouldn't go over very well. "Okay?"
As hard as he tries to cum, and as hard as women have tried to get him to cum, unless he's masturbating himself with his own hand, with his mother invading his sexual thoughts, he's unable to cum. Perhaps feeling as if he'd be cheating on his mother by having sex with any other woman is why he can't ejaculate. With her invading his thoughts morning, noon, and night, he's too sexually fixated on his mother. Whenever he has an erection, he thinks of his mother. Whenever he's horny, he thinks about his mother. Whenever he has sex, whether with anyone or with himself, he thinks about his mother.
Yet when thinking about a incestuous relationship as a mature, consensual adult, what's wrong with him being sexually infatuated with his mother? What's wrong with wanting to have sex with her in the first place? Certainly he's not the only son who wants to have sex with their mother. With Shakespeare writing plays in the 16th and 17th century about incest and Freud having his mother and son theories in the 19th and 20th century, wanting to have sex with his mother must be a fairly common sexual fantasy. Only God knows how many sons have had sex with their mothers and how many mothers have slept with their sons. We all may be surprised to learn that some very famous people have had incestuous mother and son sex.
Unable to stop himself from extrapolating in his incestuous thought process, he wondered if all of his friends sexually fantasized about having sex with their mothers in the way that he did continually thought of having sex with his mother as his mother, as his Donna, his very own Madonna. Only, none of his friends have a mother who's as beautiful, as sexy, and as shapely as his mother. All of his friends' mothers are old, fat, and unattractive. All of his friends' mothers are respectably married. Instead of sexually fantasizing over their own mothers, no doubt, all of his friends sexually fantasize over having sex with his MILF of a mother.Using himself as his own sounding board, how dare he incestuously lust over his mother? It doesn't matter that she's a slut, she's his mother for God sakes. She's not some whore he picked up at the bar and fucked in his dorm room, in the backseat of her car, or in her bedroom at her apartment. With him having no other explanation other than him wanting to have incestuous sex with his mother, the only other explanation is that he's in love with his mother in the way that a man loves a woman and not how a son should love his mother.
Definitely, he'll need years of therapy to unravel the incestuous, sexual attraction that he has for his mother, Donna, his personal Madonna. Yet, as strange as it may seem, in the way that no other man was ready to commit to his mother, until death do they part, he was ready to commit to his mother. With him imagining living together with her as husband and with her as his wife, he'd marry his mother if he could and if she'd marry him. Even if he's unable to marry her, he'd live with her as his common law wife. He could just hear the banjo music now while living in the hills of Kentucky, West Virginia, or Tennessee and drinking moonshine.
Only and obviously, she doesn't love him in that way, in a sexual way, and in the way that he loves her. Obvious to him that she's not sexually attracted to him, no secret there, he knows that already. If she was remotely sexually attracted to him in the way that he's sexually attracted to her, they would have had sex long ago. At the very least, she would have flashed him and he would have seen her topless and/or naked already. With them always together since he graduated college, if she was as sexually attracted to him as he is to her, she would have made a move on him in the way that he'd love to make a move on her.
In the way that she's been trying to find love by dating men, bad men who are cheaters, liars, cads, and scoundrels, if only she'd give love a chance with him, he'd be the happiest son in the world and he'd make his mother the happiest woman in the world. Putting aside that she's his mother and he's her son, he'd treat her the way that a man should treat a woman. Only, shades of Jerry Springer, with so very many sons willing to have a sexual relationship with their mothers if only they could, what mother would willingly have a sexual relationship with her son? For sure, with him living proof of that torture, there are far more sons who'd want to bed their mothers than there are mothers who'd want to have sex with their sons. Alas, he knows that having sex with his mother would never happen.Finally home alone and with him having the whole house to himself, Robert's filled with sexual anticipation. He's been sexually excited to watch his mother's 40th birthday, pool party video. With her strutting around in her barely there bikini, he couldn't wait to masturbate over the nearly naked image of her ever since he discovered the DVD at the bottom of her underwear drawer last week.
With her home on vacation all week and not leaving the house other than to walk the dog and to go food shopping, he didn't dare slip the video in the DVR player to see what was recorded on it. Fearing that she'd come home unexpectedly, he didn't have enough time to even preview the disc. With his imagination running wild with sexual speculation, he had no idea what was on it. Besides, using his imagination to control his sexual fantasies of his mother, he imagined her dancing around topless and/or walking around naked. Fun to imagine all that was on the video, he couldn't wait to masturbate to it while watching it.
When snooping through her underwear drawers while feeling her bras and sniffing her panties, an unexpected surprise, he found the video marked 40th Birthday, Pool Party. Filled with as much sexual anticipation then as he still is now, just holding the video in his horny hand hardened his cock. He could only imagine all that was on it. With his mother celebrating her 40th birthday four years ago when he was away at college, he never knew this video even existed.
Pretending he didn't know the video was there, not disturbing it while hoping that she'd leave it undisturbed, seemingly forgotten, and unattended, he left the video beneath her panties while waiting for his mother to return to work on Monday after her vacation. Then when she was unexpectedly invited on a Nude Day cruise, now that she'll be gone for the entire weekend celebrating Nude Day, this was the perfect time to watch the DVD. If the disc was good enough and if he was horny enough, he could watch it day and night while masturbating the entire weekend over his bikini clad mother.
Excitedly waiting to watch the video of his mother, he's been counting down the days until his mother returned to work and left him home alone. Now with her going on a Nude Day cruise for the weekend, his long wait has ended. He couldn't wait to watch the video of her in her bikini while masturbating. He could only imagine what was on the video. Maybe his mother, as part of her drunken, birthday celebration removes her bikini top. Maybe his mother is topless in the video. He loved to see her big tits while masturbating.
He could only imagine what she looked like topless. He could only wish this is a video of her topless and/or naked. As if she was a movie star and with her good looking enough to be one, he'd love to see her shapely C cup breasts on his television screen while masturbating over his mother. Hoping she had a naked 40th birthday, pool party, he'd love to see her and all of her hot friends naked. Topless, topless, topless, he couldn't wait to masturbate over his video of his mother topless. Naked, naked, naked, he couldn't wait to masturbate over this video of his mother naked.
Maybe his mother was so drunk at her birthday party that she stripped naked. Maybe this is a video of his mother naked. Maybe her girlfriends hired male strippers. Her last fun, drunken, sexy time before getting too old to enjoy it, maybe this was his mother's 40th birthday sex video of her having sex with a man or a gangbang with men. He'd like nothing more than to watch his mother having sex with someone. A prelude to him having sex with her, watching her having sex with another man would give him more fodder for him to masturbate over later.
Hoping that she didn't hide the DVD in a different spot, not only did he hope that the video was still there at the bottom of her underwear drawer but also he hoped the video was X-rated instead of G rated. As advertised, he hoped the video was what was written on the front and not some other home movie or a trick that she was playing on him. He couldn't wait to watch whatever was recorded on it, even if it was only a video of her having a pool party with her drunken friends in their barely there bikinis. He couldn't wait to see his mother at her drunken 40th birthday, pool party while masturbating himself to the sexy image of her sashaying around the backyard nearly naked.
With her having cut way back on her drinking, perhaps her 40th birthday was her last hurrah before middle age which would explain why she's been so bitchy lately. He just hoped she celebrated her birthday topless and/or naked. He'd love nothing more than to watch a video of his mother topless and/or naked while masturbating over the naked image of her. He'd love nothing more than to see his mother's naked tits, ass, and pussy.
Wishing he was there for her party, he remembered that she told him about the drunken pool party that she had on her 40th birthday when he was away at college. Only, she never told him any of the details of her birthday bash. Respecting her privacy, as any good son would, other than when he's snooping through her underwear drawer and/or eavesdropping on her personal, private telephone conversations, he never asked her for the details of her birthday bash. With him never knowing what happened at her 40th birthday, pool party, she never told him that there was a video of the drunken celebration. Had he known there was a video of his mother and her friends in their bikinis, he would have searched for the video, found it, and watched it long ago.
He only wished he was home while watching them party topless and naked from his bedroom window and making drunken fools of themselves, if that's what they did as he imagined they did. Instead of being away at college, he only wished he was home to watch his mother having a good, drunken time with her sexy girlfriends. He wished he had been upstairs in his bedroom while videotaping all of the imagined X-rated action. Obviously, something that she felt embarrassed doing while he was living with her, once he left for college, she let loose with drunken pool parties with her girlfriends. Always wondering if there were men in attendance too, she told him that it was only her female friends at her birthday party and no men were invited or allowed.
Suspecting that she did have men there and fantasizing the pool parties were more sexual in nature than not, he wondered if she lied about not inviting any men to her pool parties. He couldn't help but imagine men being there, seeing his mother topless and/or naked, and having sex with his naked mother. Especially now that he knows she's had an orgy, a gangbang, and has blown three men she didn't even know, men who gave her a cum bath, he wondered what other sexual secrets his mother was hiding.
Replacing Pamela Anderson with his mother, he imagined watching this video of his sexy mother in the way that he watched and masturbated over two of Pamela Anderson's sex tapes, one with Brett Michaels and the other with Tommy Lee. Replacing Paris Hilton with his mother, he imagined watching this video of his sexy mother in the way that he watched and masturbated over two of Paris Hilton's sex tapes. Replacing Kim Kardashian with his mother, he imagined watching this video of his sexy mother in the way that he watched and masturbated over two of Kim Kardashian's not so secret sex tape videos. With him playing the starring role in all six of the sex tape videos, he imagined himself having sex with Pamela Anderson, Paris Hilton, and Kim Kardashian before they all morphed into him having sex with his mother.
'Oh, my God, if only I could have sex with my mother, I would. I'd love nothing better than for her to blow me. I'd love nothing better than for her to fuck me.'
In the way that he watched and masturbated over their sex tape videos, he imagined watching and masturbating over his mother's birthday video while hoping that it was a sex tape video. He imagined his mother having 40th birthday sex with twelve of her closest topless and/or naked friends along with a cavalcade of men in attendance. Including his mother, especially his mother, he hoped that the women in attendance at his mother's 40th birthday, pool party were drunk enough to remove their tops and/or to skinny dip naked in their pool. He'd love to see naked women interacting with one another while seeing some of his mother's hot friends topless and/or naked while having sex with men.
Shaking with sexual anticipation, as if there was a drumroll going off in his head, he turned on the TV and the DVR before inserting the video. Knowing there'd be lots of noise, drunken laughter, and loud talking, not wanting to miss any of the dialogue, he grabbed his headphones so that he didn't miss a word that anyone said in the background. He put a towel down beneath his naked ass and made himself comfortable in his mother's precious, red leather, reclining chair.
This chair was once his Dad's favorite chair and that was now something else his mother got as part of her settlement in the divorce. He wondered if his Dad masturbated in his chair in the way that he was about to do. Being that the chair had a built-in massager, he wondered if his Dad and Mom had sex in this chair, perhaps the reason why she's so possessive of her special chair. He could only imagine his naked mother moving up and down on his father's cock while her big tits bounced and sway from side to side. He'd love nothing more than to have sex with his mother in this red, reclining chair. Not wasting any time, as soon as he turned on the video, the star of the show, his mother, was there front and center.
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"Hi. I'm Donna and this is my 40th birthday party," already a bit tipsy, she smiled and waved to the camera.
It's amazing in just four years how much younger his mother looked. She looked twenty-something instead of forty-years-old then. Now she looks thirty something instead of forty-four-years-old. With her always worried about money and with the strife of life seemingly taking a toll on her looks, he wished he could get a job to help pay some of the bills. He wished he could take care of his mother in the way she has always taken care of him.
"Don't worry Robert. You'll get a job. You've worked hard to earn your degree. Enjoy the time you have now because once you start working, you'll be working for the next forty years of your life," she said with a laugh while pointing to herself as the working fool, poster child.
Robert returned his focus back to the video. He stared at the image of his mother's pretty face, Donna, his very own Madonna, formed from Ma and Donna. Only knowing now that she's not the virginal saint that he thought she was, his mother seemingly is more like Jesus' whore, Mary Magdalene
Looking so very much like a California girl with her long, lush, blonde hair, blue eyes, and superhot body, few would think that she was from Connecticut. Few would think that she's 44-years-old and has a 22-year-old son. If she reminded him of anyone, she reminded him of Victoria Osteen when she was younger and nicer, a time before she slapped that flight attendant in a rage.
"Hi Mom," said Robert as if she was in the room with him or he was at the party with her.
With her holding a drink in her hand and seemingly already a little bit tipsy, he felt as if he was watching one of the bachelorettes on the Bachelor television show. With her not giving him her permissions to watch her video and with her not there to watch the video with him, he felt as if he was peeping on his mother. Yet, instead of feeling embarrassed or that he was doing something wrong in invading his mother's privacy while masturbating over his mother, he felt sexually excited that finally he was going to see his mother topless and/or naked.
Actually, knowing that she never would, he'd love nothing more than for his mother to watch this video with him, especially if she's topless and especially if she's naked. He'd love to see her reaction to him seeing her tits or seeing her naked. He could only imagine the sexually excited reaction she'd have when showing him her topless and/or naked body. He enjoyed imagining her giving him a hand job while they both watched her X-rated, 40th birthday, pool party video. He'd love for his mother to suck his cock while he continued watching what he imagined was a naked video of her.
He wondered what she'd say if she knew he was watching this video of her while sitting in her red, leather recliner and masturbating. If she is, indeed, topless and/or naked on the video, he wondered what she'd say if she knew that he saw her tits and/or her naked body. Maybe she purposely hid the video in her underwear drawer knowing that he'd find it. He liked thinking that she wanted him to find her video and watch it. With this the premature advent of Nude Day, he liked thinking that his mother wanted him to see her topless and/or naked. He liked thinking that his mother was topless and/or naked while having sex with a few men.
"God she's so pretty. God she's so sexy. God she's such a MILF," he said. "I can't believe someone who looks like her is his mother. I can't believe someone who looks like her hasn't been scooped up by some man. I can't believe I'm sitting here naked while masturbating over someone who looks like her while hoping that she strips topless and/or naked."
If only she was his neighbor or one of his professors from the university, perhaps he'd have a better chance of bedding her. Only, if she was his neighbor or his professor instead of his mother, maybe he wouldn't want to bed her in the way that he wants to have sex with her now with her being his mother. Perhaps his biggest sexual attraction to her is not because she's beautiful and sexy but because she's his mother. What's with that? Maybe his sexual attraction to his mother is more than just a mere sexual attraction. Maybe there's more to Dr. Freud's theories than he wants to admit. Maybe he's psychological twisted for wanting to have sex with his mother.
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No longer paying any mind to why he was psychologically so very sexually attracted to his mother, too sexually excited to care, he returned his attention to her video.
"Happy birthday, happy birthday, Happy Birthday Dear Donna," sung her friends. "Happy birthday to you!"
"Happy Birthday Mom," he said.
With her the center of attention, as if she was a little girl instead of a grown woman who was his MILF of a mother, she was laughing with glee. Surrounded by friends and well-wishers then, four years later where are they all now? Gone. They're all gone.
Suddenly feeling sad for her, she lost most of her friends when she divorced his Dad and she lost most of the others when she moved to a different city. Fair weather friends, they're all gone and she's alone with him, her adult son, who's masturbating while lusting over her. In that moment he felt sorry for her but unable to stop himself from masturbating over the sexual thoughts of his mother naked while having sex with her, he continued. A twang of guilt nearly ruined his fun masturbating over his mother's video when he thought that he was using her too by masturbating over the hopeful topless and/or naked images of her. Yet, he put his guilt aside when his mother appeared front and center on camera again.
"Happy Birthday to me," she said holding her drink in one hand and her bikini bra in the other.
'Bikini bra?' Not expecting her to be topless so soon, he did a double take and stared at the screen as if he had seen a ghost. 'Holy shit! My mom is holding her bikini bra in her hand. Are you kidding me? Is she topless? Is she naked?' Suddenly even more sexually excited that he was before, he gulped his incestuous lust for his mother while staring at the screen wide-eyed. He momentarily stopped stroking himself to stare at the screen while waiting to see her tits.
"What? No way! Oh, my God. What's that in her other hand? Is that what I think it is? Is that her bikini top or is that someone else's bikini top? I don't believe it. She's holding her bikini bra," he said unable to see her naked breasts yet. "Oh my God! I hope she's topless. I hope I see her tits," he said fingering the head of his cock.
If this video is of his mother topless and/or naked, he'll be masturbating over this birthday video the entire weekend. If this video is of his mother topless and/or naked, he'll be masturbating over the memory of her naked breasts and/or her naked body for the rest of his life. He couldn't believe she was standing there drunk and topless or maybe even naked. He couldn't believe he was about to see his mother's tits and/or his mother's pussy and ass.
"Lower the camera please or step back from the camera. Lower the camera," he said to the video and to whomever was taking a video of his topless and/or naked mother. "Lower the camera so that I can see my mother's tits and my mother's naked body. Please, lower the camera or step back away from the camera Mom."
He talked to the video as if they could hear him. As soon as he saw the video of her holding her bikini bra, totally aroused, he was sexually excited. Only not wanting to cum too soon and before seeing his mother topless and/or naked, he stopped stroking himself. Was his mother already drunk enough to get topless? Was she really standing there with her tits out for everyone to see her big boobs or was she faking it by holding someone else's bikini bra? He searched the background to see if he could see any men but it was all women. He searched the background to see if he could see any topless women but all the women were wearing their bikini tops or were wearing one piece bathing suits.
With only women at her 40th birthday, pool party, maybe his mother is a closet lesbian. With her not having invited any men to her 40th birthday, pool party, maybe his mother is bi-sexual. Maybe his father cheated on his mother because she refused him sex. Maybe his father left his mother because she preferred having sex with women than with men.
Nah, with all the boyfriends she's had and all the sex she must be having, he couldn't imagine his mother being lesbian or even bi-sexual. Definitely his mother likes men. Definitely his mother prefers cock to pussy. With his backyard totally private, he knew that unless someone was in a helicopter or someone was standing on a ladder looking over their 8 foot stockade fence, no one could see her.
"Happy Birthday Mom," he said again. "Oh, my God, my sexual fantasy come true, this is going to be so unbelievably hot," he said taking his cock in hand and slowly stroking himself.
He stared at the video as if he was watching a porn movie.
"I can't believe she went topless in front of all of her friends. Topless, topless, topless, my Mom is topless. I can't believe I have a topless video of my mother, maybe even naked.
He stared at the video as his mother was the star in a porn movie.
"Naked, naked, naked, unable to see the rest of her, I wonder if she's naked. I wonder what else she's done while I was away at school. Maybe, in the vein of Pamela Anderson, Paris Hilton, and Kim Kardashian, she has sex tape hidden somewhere in her room."
Normally, he only pulls out his cock from his pajamas to masturbate himself when in bed or in the bathroom but with him home alone, he was already naked. Naked, naked, naked, he's been walking around the house naked since his mother left. Now that he's home alone and totally naked, he wanted this masturbation session to be the best masturbation session ever. He repositioned the towel beneath him. God forbid he should get cum on her precious, red leather recliner.The recliner was something she bought as a gift for his father on his 35th birthday. Then, when he cheated on her with another women, she reclaimed the chair as her own and took it as part of her divorce settlement. With most leather recliners black or brown, a beautiful and comfortable chair, how often does anyone see a red, leather recliner? Made from the finest, softest, and most durable leather, it was a custom made chair with lumbar support and an electric massager that cost a lot of money.
He hoped that she'd step away from the camera. He hoped that the camera would zoom out and pan the area to show him who else was in attendance and who else was topless and/or naked. As if this video was purposely teasing him, he couldn't wait to know if his mother was topless and/or naked.
He couldn't wait to see his mother's tits. He couldn't wait to see her ass and pussy. Hoping to see if his mother was topless or naked, the suspense was killing him. Yet, not wanting to rush the first time seeing his mother topless and/or naked, instead of fast forwarding to see if she was topless and/or naked, he took his time instead in watching the video. With her already drunk and standing in front of the camera without her bikini top, he couldn't wait to see what else he could see of her.
If she was topless, he couldn't wait to see her tits. Topless, topless, topless, if she was topless, he couldn't wait to see her areolas and her nipples. Topless, topless, topless, if she was topless, he couldn't wait to masturbate over his mother's tits.
Naked, naked, naked, if she was naked, he couldn't wait to see her naked body. Naked, naked, naked, if she was naked, he couldn't wait to see her ass and her pussy. He couldn't wait to know if she was shaved, bushy, or trimmed. He couldn't wait to see her incredible, naked ass. While slowly stroking himself, he imagined seeing the entire shape of her breasts, her nipples, and her areolas. While slowly stroking himself, he imagined seeing her tits, her naked pussy, and her naked ass.
He only hoped that her present boyfriend would be taking another video of her now, a Nude Day video that was even hotter than her 40th birthday video. He hoped his mother's boyfriend was making a Nude Day sex tape of his mother. Sex, sex, sex, he'd love nothing more than to watch a sex tape of his mother having sex with lots of men.
He'd love to watch her boyfriend having sex with his Mom. He'd love to watch his mother on her knees sucking six men and giving her a cum bath. He'd love to watch his mother gangbanged and pulling a train. He'd love to watch his mother having orgy like sex. He'd love to see his mother naked while acting like a whore.
Sexually frustrated with the camera only shooting her from her shoulders up, if he didn't suspect that she was topless by her flashing her bikini bra to the camera, he wouldn't know she was topless. He only hoped she was topless. Just as he hoped she was topless, he hoped whomever was taking the video of her would step back to video more of his mother and for him to see more of his mother's topless or naked body. Just as he thought that, it happened.
"Step back from the camera, Donna, so that I can get a shot of your big boobs," said Kathy, her best friend, obvious the one holding the camera while filming his mother.
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Not wanting to rush anything by stroking himself too fast and cumming too fast, he slowly stroked himself while watching the video. Robert held his breath as his mother slowly stepped back to expose her naked breasts to the camera and to him. First he saw the tops of her meaty breasts, then he saw the top portion of her long line of cleavage. Finally, he saw her tits in all of their glorious entirety. As if he was watching a sex scene in a movie, not believing his eyes, her naked breasts were right there on the TV screen. Robert rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Oh, my God. Fuck me," he said not believing his eyes. "Oh, my God. There's her tits. I can't believe I'm finally seeing my mother's tits. Her tits are right there."
Unable to stop staring at his mother's breasts, he paused the video to stare at the shape of her beautiful breast, the color of her areolas, and the size of her big nipples.
"Oh, my God! Fuck me. Just fuck me. Un-fucking believable, this is so un-fucking believable. Topless, topless, topless, I can't believe my mother is topless. Tits, tits, tits, I can't believe I'm finally seeing my mother's naked breasts while masturbating," he said staring at the stopped video to concentrate on the sexy sight of his mother's big tits, her round, light, brown areolas, and her pink, erect nipples. "I don't believe this. I can't believe I'm seeing my mother's big tits," he said stroking his cock a little faster and a little harder.
Not believing his luck in finding this video and now not believing his eyes in seeing his mother's tits, his mother's big breasts filled the entire television screen. His incestuous, pornographic Goddess, his mother was his sexy, topless, big breasted star. Having never seen her naked breasts before, there they were in living color.
With him having the entire weekend to masturbate over his mother topless and hopefully naked in this video, he stared at the screen while gently fondling and massaging the head of his cock. Wanting to take his time, he didn't want to rush seeing the rest of her. He hoped she was naked. He hoped she'd show him her ass and pussy. He couldn't wait to see all of her. He couldn't wait to cum while watching the rest of the video.
Already so very sexually excited, too sexually excited, knowing that he could and no doubt would, he didn't want to cum too quickly. Wanting to take his sweet time and enjoy the moment of seeing his mother's tits for the first time, he didn't want to cum just yet. He wanted to take his time masturbating over all that he was seeing and over all that this mother was showing. With him having the whole weekend to himself, not wanting to rush his first masturbation session of seeing her video for the first time, he didn't want to prematurely blow his load before seeing the rest of the video and hopefully the rest of her naked body. Naked, naked, naked, just as she was topless, he hoped to God that she was naked too.
Now that he saw her topless, maybe she was naked. Naked, naked, naked, he wondered if she was naked. He hoped she was naked. Naked, naked, naked, he'd love to see his mother naked. He'd love nothing better than to see her naked pussy and her naked ass along with more views of her naked tits.
He'd love to see her bending forward with her tits leaning with her while imagining her hanging her big breasts in his face. He'd love to see his mother bent at the waist to show him her pussy and her ass. Oh, yeah, along with seeing her tits, he'd love to see her naked, blonde pussy and round, shapely ass. He couldn't help but wonder if his mother was bushy, trimmed, or shaved. He hoped to soon find out what she looked like naked.
Maybe her friends get topless and/or naked in the video too. She has some superhot friends and he'd love to see them topless and/or naked too. Not knowing when he'd get another opportunity like this to watch his mother parading around topless and hopefully naked, he only wished he knew how to make a copy of the video. If he had a copy of this video, being able to return the original, he'd watch it every day. He'd show the video to his friends, if he still had any. He'd make the picture of her naked breasts his screensaver.
He continued staring at the television screen while analyzing the size and the shape of her big tits. Without doubt, her breasts were very shapely. Without doubt, she had great tits, the best tits he's ever seen and he's seen lots of tits while away at college. Without doubt, his mother is a mother than he'd love to fuck. He'd love nothing more than to touch her breasts, feel her breasts, fondle her breasts, and suck her big nipples. Based upon his expert breast opinion with him having seen so many naked breasts in online videos, definitely, she's a C cup, a large C cup, or even a D cup, a small D cup.
"Damn, she has big, beautiful, shapely breasts. Damn, I love my mother's tits," he said out loud and for no one to hear but himself. "Damn, I wish I could touch them, feel them, and suck them."
Robert hit the play button to watch more of his topless and hopefully naked, drunken mother. As if she was at a live concert, albeit not topless but wearing her bra and blouse, she started jumping up and down while dancing to the music. Only, she wasn't wearing her blouse, her bra, or even her bikini top. She was topless.
Robert watched his mother dancing while her big tits bounced up and down and swayed from side to side while he stroked his prick up and down and up and down to an even harder erection. Imagining her looking like that while having sex with her, he loved it when she turned his head to the side and lifted her long, blonde hair in her hands and pursed her lips while dancing. She was so sexy. She was so beautiful.
Robert watched his mother's big, natural breast jump, bounce, and sway. If he was there with her then, he'd harness her naked breasts by cupping them in his hand while fingering her nipples. If he was there with her then, he'd have sex with her drunken body. He'd fuck her. He'd definitely fuck her.
He only wished he was there standing behind her for her to use his hands as human bra cups. He'd love nothing more than to touch her big tits, feel her big tits, fondle her big tits, and suck her big nipples. He'd love nothing more than to finger her big nipples, pull her big nipples, turn and twist her big nipples, while fingering her pussy. He'd love nothing more than to see his mother's tits live and in person. He'd love nothing more than to masturbate his mother. He'd love to hear and see her cum.
"Oh, my God, fuck me. Bounce those big boobs Mommy. Bounce those boobs," he said while stroking himself. "That's right. Continue dancing. Don't stop dancing. Continue jumping up and down," he said while stroking himself faster. "God, you're such a slut. Damn, you're such a whore. Now that I've seen you topless, I can't wait to see you naked. I can't wait to have sex with your naked body."
Even though the video had only just started and even though there was so much more to see, he stopped the video to restart it and to play it all over again. Seeing her naked tits is not only the best part of the video but also the best part of his mother's shapely body. With him having the entire weekend to watch this video, the best part of the video was seeing her tits for the first time. The best part of the video was when Kathy asked his mother to step back from the camera so that she could video her best friend topless on her 40th birthday.
"Wow! I don't believe this. Fuck me! Just fuck me," he said for no one to hear.
Suddenly, when watching the video from the start again, seeing his mother's big tits again, and watching her jumping up and down while bouncing her big boobs again, his sexual excitement got the better of him. Unable to stop himself, he was going to cum. Too soon, he didn't want to cum just yet but he could feel the rush and the gush coming in the way of an uncapped oil well.
"Oh, my God. I'm going to cum. Are you kidding me? I don't believe this. I can't believe I'm ready to cum already. I can't believe I'm already going to shoot my load so soon, too fucking soon," he said slowing the action of stroking himself to make himself last longer, it was no use. "God damn it! Fuck!"
As if he was Mel Gibson as William Wallace in Braveheart telling his Scottish countrymen to hold, he couldn't hold himself from cumming too soon, way too soon.
"Hold! Hold! Hold!"
He tried to hold himself from cumming and to stop himself from prematurely ejaculating. He tried not to cum so soon. He tried to stop from shooting his load already. Only, his mother's big boobs bouncing up and down and swaying side to side on the television screen made him too sexually excited.
"Hold! Hold! Hold!"
He imagined her dancing topless and/or naked for him with her topless and/or naked body wrapped around a pole. There was just no way that he could stop himself from cumming. Then, while wondering if she had made a sex tape or was making one this weekend on her Nude Day cruise, his sexual excitement got the better of him and he couldn't stop himself from cumming.
"Robert? What the Hell are you doing?"As soon as he heard his mother's voice even through his headphones, her voice sounded so close and so real. Instead of imagining her voice in his head, he imagined she was standing there watching him masturbate himself and watching him about to cum. He'd love for her to watch him masturbate. A sexual fantasy come true, he only wished his mother was really standing there watching him masturbating and getting ready to cum. If only she was really standing there, he'd love nothing more than for his mother to watch him masturbate and shoot his load of cum all over himself.
In the way that men have given her cum baths, he'd love to give her a cum bath. He'd love for her to watch him give himself a cum bath. Maybe she'd be so sexually aroused watching him masturbate and cum that she'd want to masturbate him or even allow him to masturbate her. Maybe after she watched him masturbate and ejaculate, she'd allow him to watch her masturbate and have an orgasm too. Maybe, if she was as sexually excited as he was now, she'd suck him and fuck him. Only nothing more than a sexual fantasy, the reality that he'd never have sex with his mother made him sad and even more sexually frustrated.
As soon as he heard his mother's voice, as if her sweet, sexy voice encouraged him to cum, he shot a huge load of warm, oozy cum all over his chest, all over his stomach, all over his thighs, and all over his hand. So much cum, after seeing her naked tits, he couldn't stop cumming. Cumming and cumming while staring at his mother's breasts on the paused video and thinking of his mother watching him masturbating and cumming, he's never ejaculated as much cum. He only wished she was here to take his cock in her hand before taking his cock in her mouth. He'd love nothing better than to cum in his mother's mouth while feeling her tits and fingering her nipples.
As if she was there in the room with him instead of far away on some boat in the middle of the ocean celebrating Nude Day naked with her new boyfriend and five other naked couples, he distinctly heard his mother's voice just as he was cumming. So weird. So real. So surreal. So sexually exciting. Already, with her only gone a couple of hours, he missed her company. He longed to watch his mother parade around him while dressed in only her panty and bra.
He was a mess. With cum on his chest, his stomach, his thighs, and his hand, his cock was still oozing cum. He'll clean himself up in a minute but as if his cum was a sexual toy it was exciting to think of his mother seeing him like this, covered in cum. He only wished he could cover her naked body in his cum. He'd love nothing better than to cum all over her face, her hair, and her breasts after cumming in her mouth and before cumming in her pussy.
As if she was there in the room with him, pretending she was there watching him masturbate, he closed his eyes while imagining his mother watching him masturbate himself. He imagined his mother staring at his erect prick. In the way that he'd be mesmerized watching his mother finger herself while playing with her nipples, he imagined his mother watching him stroking himself. As if she was there in the room with him now, pretending she was there, he imagined his mother watching him cum. He only wished she was there watching him stroking his cock while he stared, touched, felt, and fondled her naked breasts while fingering her big nipples.
He only wished she was there to take him in her hand before taking him in her mouth and before licking him clean while sucking him to another erection again. He only wished she was there because if she was there right now, in the horny way he still was from watching her topless video and masturbating himself, he'd make love to her before fucking her. He only wished she was standing there watching him masturbate while watching him cum. He'd give anything to give his mother a masturbation show. He'd give anything to give his mother a cum bath.
"Robert! What the Hell are you doing?"
There it was again only louder this time. As if she was really there, he heard her voice again. Only, this time, she sounded even closer than she did before. This time, she really sounded as if she was in the room with him. She sounded as if she was standing beside him. Only this time, she sounded agitated, perturbed, and emotionally disturbed.
This time she sounded distraught, as if she'd be disappointed in him that he'd be masturbating over her sexy video while she was gone for the weekend. If she knew he was sitting in her red, leather recliner while jerking off over her topless 40th birthday, pool party video, no doubt, she'd be quite upset with him. Only, as soon as he's done masturbating himself, long before she's due home, he'll return the video to her panty drawer. She never know he watched it. She's never know he jerked off over see her tits.
Different in the way he imagined her reacting to seeing his prick, watching him masturbate, and cumming, in his sexual fantasy, he thought she'd sexually be excited in watching his masturbation show. He thought she'd be sexually aroused in watching him masturbate himself. He thought she'd be sexually excited in watching him cum. Yet, now, instead of imagining her staring at him with sexual lust in the way he always stares at her, he didn't understand why she sounded so agitated. Yet, she really wasn't agitated. She wasn't even there. He was only imagining that she was.
Something that wasn't part of his sexual fantasy, she sounded annoyed. She sounded angry. With him imagining her standing there watching him masturbate himself while watching him cum, her voice suddenly sounded so scolding of him, disappointed in him, and so real. He stopped stroking himself to remove his headphones and to open his eyes to look up at the imagined voice.
As if seeing a ghostly vision of her, shocked, totally flabbergasted, and discombobulated, he couldn't believe his mother was really standing beside him. In the way that he always imagined she would, he watched her staring at his erect prick. She must have been standing there when he was masturbate himself. She must have watched him stroking himself. She must have watched him cum. Oh shit, her video is on pause. Her tits are frozen on the TV screen.
"Mom? Oh shit! Oh, my God. I'm so sorry Mom. I'm so embarrassed," he said covering his exposed and still oozing prick with his hand.
Contrary to her agitation and disappointment in him, she stared at his erect prick in the way that he always imagined her staring at his cock whenever he flashed her his dick while on the couch with her and watching a movie. She stared at his cock in the way that she stared at his exposed prick when he was on the stairs and helping her with her suitcase. Instead of staring at his cock with disgust and disinterest, as she usually does before looking away, she stared at his cock with sexual interest.
In the way that he imagined her staring at her boyfriends' erect pricks, he always imagined her staring at his erect prick with the same sexual interest. Only, disappointing him and ruining his sexual fantasy, whenever he exposed his prick to her, she stared at his erect cock as if she was totally disinterested and totally disgusted instead of sexually excited. It wasn't until he flashed her his cock on the stairs that she seemed sexually interested enough to stare longer while licking her lips and playing with her hair.
Now after seeing his cock twice within a few hours, maybe she's sexually excited. Maybe she's horny. Maybe she came home to invite him on her Nude Day cruise. Maybe she rejected her boyfriend for him. Maybe they'll spend the entire Nude Day weekend naked. Only, when she tore into him, she didn't sound very horny or sexually excited. She sounded angry.
"Is this what you do when I'm not home, you masturbate? How dare you?"
His mother stood over him while staring down at his exposed, erect prick that still continued oozing a steady stream of cum while throbbing. He couldn't believe she had not only seen his erect, naked cock but also that she had seen him cum. He couldn't believe that she was staring at his erect, naked cock before looking away in shocked displeasure. Rejecting him with her look, he wished she had a better reaction to seeing his prick.
Ideally, he wished she'd fall to her knees and take him in her hand before taking him in her mouth. He wished she'd remove her tight jeans and her panties and straddle him to take him in her pussy. Now, instead of making him feel sexually excited and sexually wanted, she made him feel bad. She made him feel like the incestuous, pervert that he is. She made him feel how he imagined his father must have felt when she threw him out of the house.
Nonetheless her negative reaction to seeing his prick, a memory he'll never forget, the images of her seeing his prick were already playing through his mind in the way of an endless video. He always loved flashing his mother his cock. He only wished she enjoyed seeing his prick as much as he enjoyed showing her his prick. He only wished she enjoyed flashing him her tits, pussy, and ass in the way he enjoyed flashing her his prick.
Still, totally surprised, shocked actually, he couldn't believe she had been standing there watching him masturbate himself. He couldn't believe she had just watched him shoot a huge load of cum all over his chest, his stomach, his thighs, and his hand. Instead of turning away or walking away, he couldn't believe she was still standing there watching his cock oozing cum while involuntarily throbbing, pulsating, and bouncing up and down.
Her widened eyes were in direct conflict with her angry attitude. Her body language revealed to him everything that he needed to know about his mother's sexual interest in him. In the way she did on the stairs when seeing his cock, she did everything but run her hands through her hair and slowly lick her lips with her tongue. In the way she was staring at his engorged prick, she did everything but take him in her hand before falling to her knees to take him in her mouth.
Even though he tried covering his erection with his hand, he couldn't. His cock was too big for him to totally conceal with his hand and long fingers. He looked up at her with shock mixed with sexual excitement. He looked up at her wishing she'd make a sexual move instead of giving him her dissatisfaction and discontent. He looked up at her with love and lust while she looked down at him with distain and disgust. Hoping to change the subject, he made this about her instead of about him.
"Ma! What are you doing here? I thought you were gone on a Nude Day cruise for the Nude Day weekend with Mark, George, Harry, or William, whoever it is you're dating now," he said with jealousy and possessiveness.
He watched her still staring at what she could still see of his exposed prick before he made a move to cover his cock less with his hand and to wipe it with a tissue. She shot him a look that told him that she felt guilty about her current, promiscuous dating situation, while looking for Mr. Right. Moreover, she seemed personally offended that he'd dare make a comment of her recently dating and having sex with several, different men. As if he had just insulted her and as if she had just eaten something unpleasant that was too horrible to digest, she made a sour face. With him still holding his cock in his hand and holding it up to her as if offering it to her, he was about to see the real nature of his loving mother.
"You talk to me as if I'm a slut because I have a few dates with different men while you're sitting in my red, leather recliner with your hand around your cock masturbating yourself," she said looking from him to look at the TV. She fell silent while staring at her frozen topless image of herself from her stolen DVD. She turned to him with outrage. "Oh, my God! How dare you?"
As if she couldn't believe her eyes, she turned from him to look back at the TV again. When she first looked at the TV it was obvious that she didn't immediately recognize her image. Now it registered why he was sitting in her red, leather recliner masturbating. Now she knew why he had been masturbating and why he had ejaculated so hard and so much.
"Sorry Mom. I didn't mean any disrespect by my remark," he said trying to change the subject again by taking her attention from him and putting it more on her.
Then, when she realized what was playing on the TV, she looked at him with shocked anger.
"Is that me topless? Is this my 40th birthday, naked, pool party video?" She looked from the TV to look at him.
'Naked pool party? His mother was naked?'
Now he was kicking himself for stopping the video.
"Robert! How could you do this to me? I'm so very embarrassed. How could invade my privacy in such an invasive way? I can't believe you saw my tits," she said putting her hands to cover her breasts as if she was standing there topless. "I can't believe you saw me naked. How could you? How dare you? You sneaky, ungrateful, little pervert."
She looked at him with humiliation but with a tiny twinge of sexual excitement, no doubt that he had seen her topless and had been masturbating over seeing her naked body.
He couldn't remove the thought of her being naked in the video. Had he not stopped the video, he would have seen his mother naked instead of just seeing her topless. Not having yet gotten to the good part, he didn't even get by seeing her big, naked tits before he started cumming. Too sexually excited to go any further, he never saw the rest of the video. He didn't see his mother naked.
Now he wished he hadn't stopped it. Now he wished he had played it all the way through. If only he could have controlled himself from cumming when seeing her big tits, he would have seen more of the video. He would have seen her naked ass and her naked pussy. He would have learned the answer to his question, is she bushy, trimmed, or bald?
"Sorry Mom," he said wiping cum from himself with tissues while his mother watched him.
Only, he wasn't sorry for watching her pool party video. He wasn't even sorry that she caught him masturbating and cumming. He was happy. If he was anything, he was sexually excited, the most sexually excited he's ever been. Sexually excited enough to take whatever consequences she gave him, he just hoped she didn't throw him out of her house in the way that she did with his father.
With her standing there looking, staring, and watching him exposing his half erect cock to her again, he took his sweet time wiping cum from his naked body. With this possibly the last time she ever sees his prick, in the way that she gave him a good look of her tits in her 40th birthday video, he made sure that he gave his mother a good look of his semi-erect cock. Knowing she was going to confiscate her video, he only wished he had the time to watch the rest of her naked, birthday video. He only wished he had seen his mother naked. Naked, naked, naked, he would have loved to see his mother naked. Yet, a long time coming, he was happy to have seen her tits.
Now he wondered if any of her friends were topless and/or naked too. Now he wondered if there were any men at her naked, birthday, pool party. If there were men at her birthday party, now he wondered if she had sex with the men later in the video. Now, he more than suspected that she left that video where she knew he'd not only find it but also watch it. Obviously, he wasn't as dumb as she thinks he is. Obviously, she's not as morally modest as he thinks she is.
In the way she was looking at him and staring at his cock, he half expected her to help him clean the cum from his naked body. He only wished she would help him clean up his mess of cum by taking his cock in her hand before taking his cock in her mouth and then in her pussy. Putting his cock away, he put on his pajama bottoms. Had he not been so sexually excited that his mother not only saw his erection but also watched him masturbate himself and ejaculate a huge load of cum, he would have been just as embarrassed as she was.
Only, truth be told, he wasn't embarrassed at all. He was too sexually aroused to be embarrassed. Finally, he saw her naked tits. Finally, she saw him not only masturbate but also cum. Finally, twice in one day, she got a good, long look at his cock.
He couldn't believe he finally saw his mother's tits. He couldn't believe his mother saw his erection. He couldn't believe his mother watched him masturbate himself. He couldn't believe his mother watched him cum. He couldn't believe his mother was still standing there, under the pretense that she was angry while still staring at his cock before he stood and put on his pajama bottoms.
If anything, he was sexually excited that he saw her tits. If anything, he was sexually excited that she saw his erect prick. If anything, he was sexually excited that she watched him masturbate himself. If anything, he was sexually excited that she saw him cum. Unless she threw him out of her house, which he didn't think she would, from now on, he had a funny feeling that things between them would change forever. Always close to her before, he sensed that he'd be even closer to her now, hopefully sexually closer to her.
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With the thoughts of what just happened playing over again in his head, his mother not only caught him masturbating but also she caught him cumming too. Then, when she saw that he was watching her naked 40th birthday, pool party video, the fact that she thinks he saw her naked is beyond sexually exciting. Now, all he wanted to do was to masturbate over all that just happened.
He saw his mother's tits. He couldn't believe he saw his mother's tits. His mother saw his erect cock. He couldn't believe his mother saw his erect cock. His mother saw him masturbating. He couldn't believe his mother watch him masturbate himself. His Mom saw him cum. He couldn't believe his mother watched him cum. He couldn't believe his mother watched him masturbate himself and cum in the way that he'd love for her to masturbate him or for him to masturbate her.
Dizzy with sexual excitement, he hasn't been this sexually excited since after having seen his mother's tits and after having exposed his erection to her. He couldn't believe his mother saw him shooting his warm, oozy load of cum all over his chest, his thighs, and his hand in the way he wished her could have shot his load in her pussy and/or in her mouth. Maybe in the way she was sexually excited about receiving a cum bath when she was drunk, she was sexually excited watching him, her son, giving himself a cum bath. He'd love nothing more than to give his mother a cum bath. Other than to cum in her mouth and/or in her pussy, he'd love nothing more than to cum all over her beautiful breasts, her pretty face, and her long, blonde hair. In the way she watched him, he wished he could have watched her masturbate herself and cum.
Only wishing he had the time to watch the whole video before his mother abruptly interrupted his fun, he'll be masturbating over what he saw of her naked 40th birthday DVD for the rest of his life. He saw his mother topless. He saw his mother's tits. He couldn't believe he saw his mother's tits.
With him seeing his mother's tits and with her seeing his cock when cumming, by far, with nothing coming close in comparison, no matter what the holiday, better than any Christmas and better than any birthday, this was the best Nude Day he's ever had. Even better than watching nearly naked models protesting in front of a furrier for the ethical treatment of animals, this by far, is the best day of his life. Even though he knew he'd get a ration of shit from his mother for going through her lingerie drawer and watching her naked video, she still stood there staring while watching him masturbate himself. She still stood there staring while watching him cum. Seeing her naked tits on the video and then having her watch him masturbate and ejaculate was well worth whatever amount of anger that she'd dump on him.