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13 and Jacking Off to MOM (My True Story)
This is a 100% true story, lived by me in 1984. I've been wanting to tell someone for years. Hope you enjoy.
I was 13 years old, and mom was 30. My parents divorced when I was 10, and mom moved us to a house not far from dad.
Being a perfectly normal 13 year old boy, my little dick stayed hard constantly, and I had already discovered masturbation and some form of orgasm 6 months to a year earlier. I had seen some playboy's and even part of a porn movie over at a friends house one time, but when I would jack off my little hard-on all I could think about was seeing a real live naked woman. The wheels were in motion.
Then one hot summer Saturday it hit me, I was living almost every day with a fairly attractive and VERY well built 30 year old woman...... my cock sprung hard instantly and my mind was made up...... I was going to figure out a way to see my mom naked. I wanted to play with myself while looking at my own mom's nude body. The wheels were in motion again.
I spent hours trying to conceive a plan, then it finally came to me. So simple, yet so perfect. Our house was one level so all windows were at eye level. The blinds were the small plastic louvers, and I had seen a louver stuck open on one of them before. That afternoon, I went into mom's room and stuck open one louver at the very bottom corner, it was only open about a half inch and not noticeable at all, and was at perfect eye level for me outside!
I had been wanting to run track, so many evening's I would run up and down our street, sometimes for hours on the weekend. This was a very hot day, so tonight I would wait extra late, around 10pm for my "running".
Mom always changed into her night clothes at least an hour before bed time, so tonight I would be out "running" around 11 when she got ready for bed.
The stage was set.
As we sat there that night watching television, all I could do was stare at mom's body with pure sexual desire and excitement. I wanted so bad to pull out my stiff little boner and jack myself off right there in front of her! I could not wait to see her naked!
Finally the time had come, and out the door I went. I went straight over to some trees at the edge of the yard and took off my shorts and underwear. As I waited, my little boy cock felt like it was going to explode, pouring pre-cum by the quart it seemed. I didn't dare touch it because this 60 seconds of ecstasy was reserved for mom. Then, at 11pm her light came on. I took about 6 or 7 bounds and I was there, looking through my little crack in the blinds. There she was, still fully dressed, full overhead light shining bright. I could see her entire body through the small crack. Everything was going perfect, but I was sure something would go wrong. She would change in the dark, or facing away from the window..... but no..... it was happening...... she takes off her shirt...... and right before my eyes..... facing right at me.... there goes her bra...... my mom's big beautiful breasts (at least D maybe double D) are looking me right in the face, about 10 feet away! And she gave me a good long look, standing there messing with some hair stuff or something. It was the most incredible sight I had EVER seen! I began to slide my boner lightly through my fingers when her shorts came off, and a few seconds later...... there go the panties. There I am, 13 years old with no pants on, looking at my mom completely naked, jacking myself off!! Her thick full black bush, and huge yet firm tits were everything and ooohhhh sooooo much more than I had ever hoped for. I knew she was not going to stay this way long, so I began to beat off my little boy boner faster, I wanted to cum while she was still naked. Then, just as her first leg went into her night shorts, I shot my little boy load all over the side of the house, it was like I had never felt before, spurt after spurt of pure ecstasy! Mom had brought me my first true orgasm, making me squirt my first real man load, at 13 years old!
This was 26 years ago, and mom is no longer that attractive, but I will never forget that night in 1984. I often wonder what would have happend if she had caught me bringing myself off outside her bedroom window. If only I could go back, maybe I would let her.