My Mother And My Shame

As a kid all the boys at my school fancied my mother. She was and still is a beautiful, sexy woman. The type of woman that men trip over their own feet when she walks past them; that actually happened once.

My confession is that during my teenaged years I used my mother to make money and get cigarettes. At first I would let friends come around and I would let them sniff my mother’s soiled underwear. Then I started selling the odd pair of the price was right.

Next I took family photographs of my mother on the beach and made copies of them, selling to the highest bidder. There was one my father had taken of her knelt down with my little sister in the sand. She was on doggy position with a back camel toe. I used to get £1.50 each!!!

When I got a camera phone I’d taken a selection of pictures of my mother when she was in a state of undress. She would often walk around in just knickers and bra. A few times I managed to get upskirts when she was asleep on the couch, they were very sexy.

The worst thing I did was to download a picture of a pussy sticking out of a pair of pyjama shorts. I claimed it was my mother and sold and 50 copies all for £2:50!!!

Feel bad about it now.