mikeswastedtime's blog Profile | Galleries | Favorites | Fanbase | Clubs | Comments | Blog First Time With Mom So I've already mentioned my mother was kind of a whore. Not an exaggeration. When she married my step dad, I was about 4. It was not unusual to wake up to the sounds of him fucking her before he went off to work. And when not at school, it wasn't unusual to have five or six men... mostly, at the house throughout the day. Some she knew, some came or was sent by someone, and some she met when she would go out. I don't know if my step dad actually ever knew, but I can't imagine he didn't. She didn't exactly keep it a secret. I know he knew about her fucking his sisters husband, and a guy that lived down the road from us that we all called Uncle Don. They were best friends. And Don's wife knew and had participated, although not with my step dad... that I know of. I do know that she worked as a prostitute on and off for many years. She told me later in life she did it because she really liked it. She liked knowing she was getting someone off, and they were paying her for it. Anyway, after they got married and my mom, two sisters and myself moved in, she promptly took the doors off the hinges throughout the house. She said she wanted no barriers in the house, and we were all family. We had nothing to hide. The house was kind of a shotgun house. It was one story, with a flat roof. My step dad had built a den, a patio and a shop in the back of the house. My mom and step dad slept in the master bedroom at the end of a long hall. I was directly across the hall from their room, and the girls shared the room next to mine. My bed was positioned right in front of the door, so if I was in bed, you could see everything I was doing. And my parents bed was positioned in the middle of the room, with the head against an outside wall, directly under a window. So if I were in bed, all I could see was the bottom half of their bed. I was very curious about sex even at a young age. When ever she was "entertaining", I would find a readson to be in my room. The room wasn't very bed, so my being on my bed during the day wasn't odd. I did it because I could position myself to kind of see what was happening in my mothers room. Now my mother wasn't shy at all. And not having any doors, she would explain she had kids and not to worry about the kids coming and going. And indeed, it wasn't unusual for any one of the three of us to just walk in for whatever need we had while she was in the middle of a playdate. My sisters were six years, and two years older than me. Neither really wanted me tagging along with them, so many times I was left to my own devices while they were out and about with different friends. Of course this was back in a time when you could set your kids loose upon a neighborhood, have them gone all day, and never worry about them. But I found myself playing alone a lot in my bedroom. And often just walking in and sitting on the edge of my mothers bed while some guy was balls deep in her pussy. Often times though, they would work their way to the bottom of the bed, and I could sit on my bed and just watch. In retrospect, my mother was bent over a lot with her ass toward me and they guy pounding away. She admitted later that she did that on purpose. It excited her knowing I was watching, even though I really didn't know what was going on. When I was in the 3rd grade, my step dad converted his shop in to a bedroom and moved me in to it, while one of my sisters took mine. So I no longer had a front row seat to the happenings in my mothers room without physically being in her room. So the shop, now my bedroom, was an add on to the house. He'd taken down the outside wall {which was cinder block covered in adobe}, extended the room, and rebuilt the wall. It was actually a very nice room. It was larger than what I had before. They hung brown paneling everywhere, and I had a medium harvest shag carpet. The room also had a back door that I kept open most of the time to allow air flow in. Because of it's location, the swamp cooler never really made it back to me. One of the first things I discovered was although I couldn't see her, I could hear her. The only thing separating my room from theirs was panel on my side, and drywall on their side. So now, unless I just walked in to her room, I couldn't only hear, but I could hear very well. It was about a year later that I realized that the first sheet of paneling, as you walk through the door, lined up perfectly with her closet, which was a pretty small walk in closet. I managed to pull a couple of the half inch panel nails out, and I could just lift the paneling enough to look in to her closet, past the open closet door, and have a full view of her bed. So this was pretty fantastic for some reason. I could have walked right in to her room, butt naked, sat on her bed, and been able to see and hear, and yes, smell, everything that was going on. But this was naughty. To be able to lift that paneling and peak in to her room and see everything she was doing was dirty. And I liked it. I was still pretty young, but I was getting hard ons, and I knew it felt good to play with it, although I really didn't have the whole masturbation thing down. You can thank my oldest sister for teaching me the proper way to jack off. Anyway... I'm standing against the wall, holding up the paneling enough to see, my little dick is hard as a rock, and I'm playing with it, when all the sudden something wonderful happens. I came. And not the slippery stuff that would leak out. My dick spasmed, I felt my balls were being sucked in to my ass, and I shot a wad of cum... not a huge wad... but a wad, all over the wall. This was fucking amazing. It was so good, I had to do it again... and again. When my oldest sister got home I explained that I had cum. I was very excited. She was not so excited. She acted like I was mentally disabled. I didn't explain the details of how I got the way, or watching mom {that was my secret}, but I was excited I'd cum. Yeah... that got blown off hard and heavy. Well I was excited about all of this, and it became a daily... if not more often, ritual. I'd hear her and whomever fucking, I'd lift the paneling, and would work the head of my little dick until I came on the wall. I never told my mother. She wouldn't have cared, but it was my dirty secret. I was 10 or 11 and my step dad was working late. It was dark, and my Uncle Don was over. He and my mom were fucking, I was at the wall, working the head of my cock. My mom was on all fours with her ass pointed at the closet. She kept telling him to cum on her pussy, not in her pussy. So when he got ready to cum, he pulled it out and started cumming all over her ass and pussy. I was watching all of this with my own orgasm imminant when I realized her head was turned to watch him cumming on her... so I thought. But then it registered that she wasn't watching him at all... she was staring in to the closet. Panic swept through me. She was literally staring at her closet, and smiling. Had I been caught? Was my dirty little secret out? I immediately jumped in to my bed and pulled the sheet up. I think our first instinct whenever we're busted doing something we know is not right, even though allowed, is to hide... to lie. I'm laying there, heart racing, knowing that I was found out. I heard her and Don say goodnight, and then I heard her shuffling around in her closet. And then it got quiet. To get to my room from hers, she had to walk down the hallway, through the dining room, into the den, and then my bedroom was next to the den. And I could hear the soft pads of her feet as they hit the floor. She was coming to my room. I picked up a book and opened it as if I was engrossed with reading. Yeah... I couldn't be spying on her if I were reading... right? She comes in to my room. She's actually wearing a full length, silky night gown. It was white, and didn't really hide anything. She had been swearing, and it clung to her like a piece of plastic wrap. I could clearly see the outline of her breast and nipples through the gown. And as my eyes swept down, her bright red pubic hair was clearly visible through the sheer material. And she smelled like sex. You know that combination of sweat and cum. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me and said, "you know, you don't have to peek through the wall if you want to watch. You can come right in." I was mortified. I had indeed been busted. My first instinct was to play dumb, but I knew I'd been caught. So I simply asked, "How did you know?" She pointed to the wall where you could clearly see where cum had run down the wall and dried. A lesson in good housekeeping? She then asked if I had any questions. I'd seen her fuck so many times... what kind of questions would I have? Why do you do it? What's the big deal? Nope. I felt like I had to ask something. I was being put on the spot. So I asked, "What does it feel like?" She sat silent for a time. "You know that feeling when you're cumming and how good that feels?" And her hand ran over the sheet and on to my still very hard cock. "It's like that, but it lasts a lot longer." And her hand started rubbing my cock. She pulled back the sheet from my naked body and just stared at my cock. Her eyes twinkled and a slight smile hit her mouth. She stood up, and as she straddled my hips on the bed, she pulled up the gown. Her red, full bush was still glistening wet, and her pussy lips were hanging down, a bit swollen, and still very wet from Uncle Dons massive orgasm. She guided my cock in to her pussy. It was covered in cum which acted as a lubricant and my cock slid right in. And she sat. At first she was completely still. Then she slowly started rocking her hips. And it hit me like a mountain collapsing on me. I was about to cum and it barely started. She looked down on me and read the look on my face. "Don't hold back baby. Let it happen." And I exploded. My balls were so tight, and I could feel the orgasm rising all the way through my cock in slow motion... and then I exploded. Wave after wave as my young cum gushed out of my cock and filled her pussy. I could feel it starting to drip down my balls, or maybe that was Uncle Don's... I don't know, but it triggered another way of intense, pumping orgasm. I felt like it lasted forever, but as it subsided, I looked up and she was just sitting there smiling. She didn't say a word as she got up, got off my bed, let her gown fall back down, and walked off smiling.     Posted on : Apr 24, 2022     Add Comment youyou666 Comments: 2,436 Commented on Apr 25, 2022 OMG ! I wish I had a mother like this !!!! I nearly fucked my auntie at the same age but unfortunately I was too shy and she did not dare to start playing with my cock... Just seduced me, so many regrets now That I could lick and fuck her pussy and asshole...   trousertrout88 Comments: 861 Commented on Apr 25, 2022 OHMYMOYHERFUCKINGGOD!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOO FUCKING HOT!!!!!! I WISH I HAD BEEN ONE OF YOUR BROTHERS!!! I WANNA FUCK YOUR MOM TOO!!!