When I was about 15yo my parents got invited to a Halloween party. I remember my Dad bitched about it, saying he was too old for dressing up. My Mom finally talked him into being a Pirate since she had basically got the costume for him already.

My Dad kept asking my Mom what she was going to wear to the party and my Mom would just say he would have to wait for Halloween to see what she was going to wear, she was going to surprise him.

Now my Mom is a bit conservative, you won't see her going to the store in 5in heels or too much makeup. But she looks good anyway for her normal everyday style. My Dad says Mom is 38 going on 58 and she just slaps him and laughs.

So Halloween arrives and I had a chance to hang with my friends before I had to get home to answer the door after my folks had gone to the party. I had to put some things away in the backyard my Dad wanted me to and after I was done I came in the house through the basement door.

As I came up the stairs and heard this sound and I could tell it was my Mom's voice. At first I thought she was mad at something and yelling at my Dad? I opened the door to the kitchen and my Mom's voice was clear and very strange sounding.

Quietly I came through the kitchen and peaked around the corner into the living room. There was a woman standing at the fireplace holding on to the mantle. The Woman was my Mom and she was wearing a Cheerleaders Outfit and white knee boots.

My Dad was behind my Mom dressed in his Pirate costume and he is fucking my Mom like there is no tomorrow. My Mom had more makeup on than I had ever seen her wear before, bright red lipstick and dangly earrings. She looked so fucking sexy!!!

I watched it all until my Dad came. My Mom said something she was going to have to go clean up, they both went out of view and went upstairs. I went back out the way I came in and then entered through the front door.

Mom and Dad came down a short time later to go to the party. I couldn't take my eyes off her sexy outfit and white boots. I was by the door when they left, my Mom kissing my cheek and laughing she had left lipstick on me.

I couldn't wait to run out of candy, I gave huge handfuls when the little kids showed up at the door. As soon as the candy was gone I turned the porch light off and ran upstairs to my bedroom.

I got naked and my cock was already hard thinking about my Mom. In my mind I fucked her the way I saw my Dad fucking her earlier and it didn't take me very long to cum. I can still see her expression while being fucked, and every detail of her cheerleader outfit and boots. Her lips with the shiny red lipstick.

It's been Five years and I still masturbate thinking of fucking my Mom all dressed up in the Cheerleader Outfit. Sometimes when they go away on vacation I will stop by the house to make sure things are okay. I always go into my parents bedroom and the closet where my Mom keeps her clothing and shoes.

I found the box buried under other things. I open the box to see those white boots and take them to my old bedroom. I think of my Mom, dressed that way again. I just have to to jerk off all over those boots she wore. Of course I clean them afterwards and return them to the exact place I got them.

The strange part is the fact this has carried over into my sexual psyche. Even though I have sex in the normal fashion, I want to have sex with a woman dressed the same way I saw my Mom that night, and maybe there is a part of me that wants to have sex with my Mom dressed the way I saw her years ago...........