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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 50
I came from a fucked up family! I have seen shit and done shit that no kid should have to go through. My dad was a drinker and my mom had mental health problems. My mom would take pills for her disorder and drink, my dad would get pissed and slap my mom around and then leave, for several days! Me and brother had to fend for ourselves while this shit was going on.
One night my mom was really fucked up and my dad who was halfway through his bottle of Jack Daniels had a big fight and after cursing each other out and a scuffle my dad left soon after. For the next few hours my mom was on a terror just throwing shit around and cursing as she went from one room to another.
I was 16 at the time and my brother was 12. My brother used to bury himself in his closet and close the door so he wouldn't have to see or hear the crazy shit going on with my mom and dad. I would just stay in my room and put my headphones on and crank the music so I didn't have to hear it either.
One night I fell asleep on my bed with the headphones and didn't even hear my mom come into my room, Suddenly a body just flopped down next to me on my bed, scared the living hell out of me! I ripped off my headphones and my mom was laying there and she was just mumbling shit with her eyes closed.
I looked at her for a few minutes as I sat up in bed. My mom was a nice looking lady, I remember guys at the grocery store used to check her out when she wasn't looking. She used to tell everyone she was a blonde in a bottle, but you could see the dark roots growing out now. She looked older in the face for a woman that was only 40yo. I was trying to remember the good days before all of this crazy shit started, when my mom suddenly opened her eyes. "What the hell are you doing in my bed?" I tried to tell her she was in my bed, but I don't think she heard me.
It was the summer and my mom was wearing a white blouse and a skirt than came down to her knee. I could easily see she wasn't wearing a bra through the material. My mom just lay there on her side towards me but her eyes were still closed. After a few moments I decided just to let her sleep where she was and avoid anymore problems. So I figured I would just go sleep in my brother's room, he was probably asleep in the closet I would take his bed.
Since I was pinned between the wall and my mom I had to climb over her to get out of the bed. Soon as I made the move she started mumbling and I froze. The third time I was almost home free when she sort of woke up. "Don't go, spend the night with me please!" Fuck, she was trying to get up. I saw this act before. My mom would go out for just a short time and when she woke up she was wound up like a spring. It was 1am and I didn't want to hear her half the night pacing back and forth cursing about anything and everything. I took my t-shirt off and threw it across the room in disgust. I found my headset and put them on and turned over to face the wall and eventually went to sleep.
No idea how long I had been out, when I woke up with this weird sensation between my legs. I felt this oppressing weight pressed against my back at the same time. It was my mom with her body pressed up against my back, her hand was between my legs and my dick was hard as nails. Suddenly she said speaking to me about wanting my dick. But she thought it was my dad, she said his name and said she needed it tonight.
She pressed her breasts against my bare back, and I didn't feel the material of her blouse either. I could only turn onto my back before I did anything else and my mom moved onto me instantly. My mom is on top of me and she starts to rub her self against my hard dick. "Please baby I need it bad." She's saying into my ear.
I try to push her off me in a panic, but her strength shocks me. I thought she would be so easy to move, but she used her strength to hold me down. I'm saying "MOM!" and she isn't hearing me. She's rubbing herself against my dick harder and faster. Being 16 I had masturbated several time over the past few years, so I was aware at a certain time that feeling of pleasure is overwhelming. Suddenly I was aware of that moment happening. I wanted to get up right then before it happened, and then I didn't.
My mom only had to move her hips a few more times before I ejaculated. She kept going and I said nothing, I just lay there with the pleasure of my release taking me away from everything. Suddenly her nails dug into my arm as she came too I suppose. Then she just lay still on me for awhile with her breasts pressed against my bare chest, her thick mane of hair lying against my neck.
Months later I became my mom's lover I guess you could say. She repeated the same act again and I let her put my hard dick inside of her. She would ride me in the dark until she came and then sort of just pass out beside me on the bed. The following day she would ask what time my father left the house that morning. At some point she would remember that our dad hadn't been home. She never looked at me as if she knew what was going on between us, maybe
the drugs and alcohol combined clouded her memory?
Eventually my mom was diagnosed with schizophrenia and had to be put in a mental health hospital. I never went to see her in the hospital and I moved to another State a short time after. The mental damage done to me is the fact I can't make love to a woman in the traditional sense. There has to be some kind of kink involved, role play, bdsm or something along those lines. I have masturbated hundreds of times thinking about my mom and her having sex with me.
One night my mom was really fucked up and my dad who was halfway through his bottle of Jack Daniels had a big fight and after cursing each other out and a scuffle my dad left soon after. For the next few hours my mom was on a terror just throwing shit around and cursing as she went from one room to another.
I was 16 at the time and my brother was 12. My brother used to bury himself in his closet and close the door so he wouldn't have to see or hear the crazy shit going on with my mom and dad. I would just stay in my room and put my headphones on and crank the music so I didn't have to hear it either.
One night I fell asleep on my bed with the headphones and didn't even hear my mom come into my room, Suddenly a body just flopped down next to me on my bed, scared the living hell out of me! I ripped off my headphones and my mom was laying there and she was just mumbling shit with her eyes closed.
I looked at her for a few minutes as I sat up in bed. My mom was a nice looking lady, I remember guys at the grocery store used to check her out when she wasn't looking. She used to tell everyone she was a blonde in a bottle, but you could see the dark roots growing out now. She looked older in the face for a woman that was only 40yo. I was trying to remember the good days before all of this crazy shit started, when my mom suddenly opened her eyes. "What the hell are you doing in my bed?" I tried to tell her she was in my bed, but I don't think she heard me.
It was the summer and my mom was wearing a white blouse and a skirt than came down to her knee. I could easily see she wasn't wearing a bra through the material. My mom just lay there on her side towards me but her eyes were still closed. After a few moments I decided just to let her sleep where she was and avoid anymore problems. So I figured I would just go sleep in my brother's room, he was probably asleep in the closet I would take his bed.
Since I was pinned between the wall and my mom I had to climb over her to get out of the bed. Soon as I made the move she started mumbling and I froze. The third time I was almost home free when she sort of woke up. "Don't go, spend the night with me please!" Fuck, she was trying to get up. I saw this act before. My mom would go out for just a short time and when she woke up she was wound up like a spring. It was 1am and I didn't want to hear her half the night pacing back and forth cursing about anything and everything. I took my t-shirt off and threw it across the room in disgust. I found my headset and put them on and turned over to face the wall and eventually went to sleep.
No idea how long I had been out, when I woke up with this weird sensation between my legs. I felt this oppressing weight pressed against my back at the same time. It was my mom with her body pressed up against my back, her hand was between my legs and my dick was hard as nails. Suddenly she said speaking to me about wanting my dick. But she thought it was my dad, she said his name and said she needed it tonight.
She pressed her breasts against my bare back, and I didn't feel the material of her blouse either. I could only turn onto my back before I did anything else and my mom moved onto me instantly. My mom is on top of me and she starts to rub her self against my hard dick. "Please baby I need it bad." She's saying into my ear.
I try to push her off me in a panic, but her strength shocks me. I thought she would be so easy to move, but she used her strength to hold me down. I'm saying "MOM!" and she isn't hearing me. She's rubbing herself against my dick harder and faster. Being 16 I had masturbated several time over the past few years, so I was aware at a certain time that feeling of pleasure is overwhelming. Suddenly I was aware of that moment happening. I wanted to get up right then before it happened, and then I didn't.
My mom only had to move her hips a few more times before I ejaculated. She kept going and I said nothing, I just lay there with the pleasure of my release taking me away from everything. Suddenly her nails dug into my arm as she came too I suppose. Then she just lay still on me for awhile with her breasts pressed against my bare chest, her thick mane of hair lying against my neck.
Months later I became my mom's lover I guess you could say. She repeated the same act again and I let her put my hard dick inside of her. She would ride me in the dark until she came and then sort of just pass out beside me on the bed. The following day she would ask what time my father left the house that morning. At some point she would remember that our dad hadn't been home. She never looked at me as if she knew what was going on between us, maybe
the drugs and alcohol combined clouded her memory?
Eventually my mom was diagnosed with schizophrenia and had to be put in a mental health hospital. I never went to see her in the hospital and I moved to another State a short time after. The mental damage done to me is the fact I can't make love to a woman in the traditional sense. There has to be some kind of kink involved, role play, bdsm or something along those lines. I have masturbated hundreds of times thinking about my mom and her having sex with me.
