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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 28
I'm a widow, mom of 3 (2 daughters 17 and 16, and son 14). I've been raising my children alone since my husband was killed in a trucking accident a 10 years ago. I keep myself in shape and enjoy dating, but never bring anyone home. I've been married, I loved being with my husband, and I feel that is his and my special thing that I do not want to share with anyone else. But that is not my confession.
My son is a computer geek, he's the one that fixes all the computer stuff, and he's really good at it. He's always on his computer and never goes out. He's also masturbates a lot, we've caught him "enjoying himself" a few times when I or his sisters have unexpectedly come home. He likes to hook his computer up to the wide screen and have things "life sized".
I've been working a few hours overtime to get a few things squared away, so my boss told me to take off early for the weekend. I got home and found my dear son "engaged in his favorite hobby" on the sofa, watching the big screen. Usually I just go to my room and wait a few minutes until it's over, but when I saw what he was watching I just froze. He was watching me. I mean not me like, me standing there in the kitchen, but it was me in my bedroom, naked, on my bed, in some mom personal happy time.
I went to my room to cool off a minute and see if I could figure out what was going on. I started looking for the camera, and it didn't take long to find. Hidden in my bookcase, there it was. I pulled it out, and went storming out of the room to confront him.
He was done with his little piece of happiness, so I tossed the camera on the sofa next to him, and said: what with this?? He was obviously embarrassed and his face showed it. He just looked away and didn't say anything to me. I told him that I wanted ALL the video and pictures that he'd taken, and to have it all off of his computer. He didn't answer. So I got a more stern tone to my voice and said: "Understand young man??" What he said surprised me.
He told me "No. I'm not taking it off my computer." I totally lost my temper, and we got into a screaming match. I don't now how long we stood there screaming at each other until he stopped and told me: "Shut up or I'm posting it all on the internet."
That hadn't even crossed my mind, I was just livid and humiliated that my son was spying on me. It was like I got my breathe taken away, and all I could do is stand there and look at him. Then I saw something that gives me terrors to this day; he smiled. Then he told me that if I didn't do what he says, then he'll send it to all his friends and they'll all say I like to show off for kids.
That's when my life turned to a living nightmare.
He started telling me that he had all the "evidence" in the cloud, and even if I took his computer, he could still send it to anyone, anywhere, anytime he had access to a computer. So I couldn't stop him from sending it to his friends and posting it on the internet.
I ran to my room and sat down, contemplating what I should do. A few minutes later in walks my son. He stands in front of me with a sheepish grin on his face and tells me he wants a blow job. He just stood there with that sheepish grin while his pants started to bulge out. Then he said: "Mom, suck me. You know you want it."
Before I knew what I was doing, I had his pants down, and I was holding his cock in my hand kissing it. Before I could get it in my mouth, he started coming, coming every where: in my hand, on my face, on my blouse. Then all I could think about was that he's so much like his father. I don't know how it got there, but then I realized his cock was now in my mouth and I was sucking him off. He came 3 more times down my throat before he was done.
That night I found a video in my e-mail, it was from my son, and the title was: "Mom". It was me giving him the blow job! When I asked him about it, he told me that he had more cameras in my room and he would be putting the one back that I'd taken out. He then told me that he expects a live performance, nude, on my bed, with my toys that he would be recording every night.
He's been getting his way with me now for 2 days, and I'm starting to wonder if my daughters' room is also bugged. I cannot say that I enjoy doing this "for him", that part turns my stomach, but I am finding out that my orgasms are quicker, more intense, and extremely satisfying knowing someone is watching me, and that I have to do it.
My son is a computer geek, he's the one that fixes all the computer stuff, and he's really good at it. He's always on his computer and never goes out. He's also masturbates a lot, we've caught him "enjoying himself" a few times when I or his sisters have unexpectedly come home. He likes to hook his computer up to the wide screen and have things "life sized".
I've been working a few hours overtime to get a few things squared away, so my boss told me to take off early for the weekend. I got home and found my dear son "engaged in his favorite hobby" on the sofa, watching the big screen. Usually I just go to my room and wait a few minutes until it's over, but when I saw what he was watching I just froze. He was watching me. I mean not me like, me standing there in the kitchen, but it was me in my bedroom, naked, on my bed, in some mom personal happy time.
I went to my room to cool off a minute and see if I could figure out what was going on. I started looking for the camera, and it didn't take long to find. Hidden in my bookcase, there it was. I pulled it out, and went storming out of the room to confront him.
He was done with his little piece of happiness, so I tossed the camera on the sofa next to him, and said: what with this?? He was obviously embarrassed and his face showed it. He just looked away and didn't say anything to me. I told him that I wanted ALL the video and pictures that he'd taken, and to have it all off of his computer. He didn't answer. So I got a more stern tone to my voice and said: "Understand young man??" What he said surprised me.
He told me "No. I'm not taking it off my computer." I totally lost my temper, and we got into a screaming match. I don't now how long we stood there screaming at each other until he stopped and told me: "Shut up or I'm posting it all on the internet."
That hadn't even crossed my mind, I was just livid and humiliated that my son was spying on me. It was like I got my breathe taken away, and all I could do is stand there and look at him. Then I saw something that gives me terrors to this day; he smiled. Then he told me that if I didn't do what he says, then he'll send it to all his friends and they'll all say I like to show off for kids.
That's when my life turned to a living nightmare.
He started telling me that he had all the "evidence" in the cloud, and even if I took his computer, he could still send it to anyone, anywhere, anytime he had access to a computer. So I couldn't stop him from sending it to his friends and posting it on the internet.
I ran to my room and sat down, contemplating what I should do. A few minutes later in walks my son. He stands in front of me with a sheepish grin on his face and tells me he wants a blow job. He just stood there with that sheepish grin while his pants started to bulge out. Then he said: "Mom, suck me. You know you want it."
Before I knew what I was doing, I had his pants down, and I was holding his cock in my hand kissing it. Before I could get it in my mouth, he started coming, coming every where: in my hand, on my face, on my blouse. Then all I could think about was that he's so much like his father. I don't know how it got there, but then I realized his cock was now in my mouth and I was sucking him off. He came 3 more times down my throat before he was done.
That night I found a video in my e-mail, it was from my son, and the title was: "Mom". It was me giving him the blow job! When I asked him about it, he told me that he had more cameras in my room and he would be putting the one back that I'd taken out. He then told me that he expects a live performance, nude, on my bed, with my toys that he would be recording every night.
He's been getting his way with me now for 2 days, and I'm starting to wonder if my daughters' room is also bugged. I cannot say that I enjoy doing this "for him", that part turns my stomach, but I am finding out that my orgasms are quicker, more intense, and extremely satisfying knowing someone is watching me, and that I have to do it.
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