I Missed My Chance to Bang My Mom
Posted Nov 15, 2012 by anonymous | 1602 views | 10 comments
I feel so stupid now. Years ago when I was a teenager, I had the hots for my sexy mom. She was surprisingly young looking, a fiery redhead with flawless, pale skin, a sensual red mouth, the tight, athletic body of a teenage cheerleader, full, perky, pale white tits, long white legs, and, according to all my friends, the best ass in town. When she was younger she was a part time model and I\'ve seen hot photos of her in skimpy bikinis. But I didn\'t need the photos because we had a pool and she wore skimpy bikinis in our backyard. I feared getting too close to her physically because every time I got within a foot of her sexy body I\'d get raging hard on. It was embarrassing. Some of my friends asked me if I ever wanted to fuck her and I denied it of course, but I was lying. And some of them asked if she every flashed for me, wore sexy outfits, or got drunk when we were alone. I didn\'t want to feed their masturbation sessions, so I lied. If they only knew. She frequently wore nothing but a high-cut dress shirt lounging around the house. The sides were cut all the way up to the top of her round hips. When she turned to the side, I\'d get a great profile of her naked and unbelievably sexy ass, and of course all kinds of teasing glimpses of so much more both front and back. She also had a hot red Japanese silk dressing gown she wore at night that was constantly sliding open all the way up to the top of her pale thighs and spreading open over her taught, white cleavage. It would not stay still. A few times she passed out on the couch showing more than she was hiding and I was so tempted. One touch at her tummy and that thing would fall open exposing the rest of her luscious body. My stepfather would be on the road for weeks at a time and my mom would get loaded on a bottle of white wine after work every weekend, put on records and dance around the living room, waiving her hips this way and that. She was a sight. And, yes, she\'d want to get physical with me when she was tipsy, especially if my stepfather had been out for a week or more. She\'d wrap her slender arms around my neck and gaze up at me with dopey eyes. But I was so afraid my growing erection would poke into her belly I\'d just give her a little chest hug, feel those firm tits dig into my rib cage, and then slink away. I was such a stupid, stupid fuck. Now I look at pictures of myself at that age and I was a strapping, good looking, athletic young guy. I took after my mom\'s side of the family and was taller and way better looking than either my dad or stepfather. People constantly mistook my mom and I for brother and sister. They couldn\'t believe it that she was my mother. (Granted, she had me when she was a teenager.) We would have looked great together naked and in bed. And she made the sexiest girly-girl noises throughout the house whenever I overheard her fucking. Now I realize that my mom was a hot blooded, sexy, horny little thing and I missed my chance to fuck her. Decades later, I\'m now convinced that if I had readily responded to her weekly, tipsy advances, one thing would have lead to another and I\'d have a better confession than this to share. You don\'t have to tell me. I\'m a stupid fuck and I know it. Don\'t rub it in.
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Commented Nov 28, 2012 by anonymous
As an obsessive celhtos freak myself, this post made me weep with joy. WOW. My mom made all my celhtos when I was young and they were a thing of beauty and when my parents divorced I left them behind. And I still remember certain little dresses (and Halloween costumes) wistfully. The bracelet put me over the top. OVER THE TOP.Your pictures are gorgeous also.
Commented Nov 27, 2012 by anonymous
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Commented Nov 19, 2012 by anonymous
Wanting to fuck your mom, epecially if she is cute, hot, and sweet to you like yours was, IS normal I think. A lot of boys want to climax with their mom, and a lot of moms want to fuck their sons. And it happens. Don't feel guilty. I had the same chance, and blew it so I know how you feel.
Commented Nov 16, 2012 by anonymous
No kidding. I sometimes wish I had an ugly hag for a mother and then it wouldn't ever come up in the first place. Just my luck to be born to the hottest piece of ass in town. I have no idea how my jerk of a dad ever ended up with her. She said he was "charming" at one time. Okay.
Commented Nov 16, 2012 by anonymous
Actually, she didn't raise me, because my parents divorced when I was little and I ended up living with my dad through my early childhood. My dad and I were out of the country or in a completely different part of the country all those years, so I hardly saw her. I chose to live with my mom only after I was a teenager. At that point, we were more like buddies or maybe brother and sister than mother and son. She was also very youngish, not motherly at all really, very hip and cool. All my friends thought she was so incredibly cool because she preferred that we have our little drinking parties at my house than be hiding around town or whatever. She was so gracious when I think of it. She knew all my friends had the hots for her and she'd spend a few minutes with us drinking her wine while they openly admired and adored her. It was funny. They'd all try to chat her up and get close to her, even with me right there in the room. They had no shame. She was incredibly patient with them and I think she liked the attention to a point, but she was way out of their league. Before we got too loaded, she'd drift away and nothing ever happened for my horny friends. Frankly, I got sick of listening to them gush about how hot she was when she was out of the room. So, no, none of us really saw my mom as a "mom." She didn't act like. And she didn't look like it.
Commented Nov 16, 2012 by anonymous
I appreciate these comments, but this is a confession site and the truth is that the only reason I didn't take advantage of my mother's advances when I had the chance is because I was a chicken-shit. If I could go back in time, I know exactly what I'd do. I'd give her all the hugs and caresses she wanted and simply keep my hard-on away from her sexy body. I'd mush my face into her silky hair, press my mouth against her ear, and tell her sincerely how much I loved her, how I'd do anything to make her happy, then I'd hold her even tighter. If that didn't scare her off, I'd stroke and caress the length of her slender back and "accidentally" run my hand over the top of her fantastic ass. All bets she would have moaned sweetly and responded in kind. Shit, even the few seconds I dared to hug her back then she was pressing up into me with a sweet murmur and that scared the shit out of me more than jabbing her with my erection. It was the fact that I probably could have done anything in that moment. Oh, by the way, one time when she was prancing around the house after a few glasses of wine, she suddenly dropped a highly explicit sex education book with highly detailed, beautifully drawn, full color illustrations in my lap covering everything, and I mean everything. She hung around swaying to the music she had on while I flipped through the book, but I got excited and embarrassed because the female in the illustrations was a beautiful redhead just like my mom, so I put the book aside. And so my mom drifted out of the room. I had the distinct impression I could have asked her anything I wanted and probably got a live demonstration or two. Yet another missed opportunity.
Commented Nov 16, 2012 by anonymous
It is bad to have feeling like this for your mother.
Commented Nov 15, 2012 by anonymous
Buddy think about it before you make those naughty thoughts in your head. That is your mom you are talking about, the one who gave birth to you and raised you. Even though she is hot and dresses hot, you have to freaking help yourself and think before you make those thoughts.