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(Fm, ped, inc) *** Author Note: Due to the fact that this story is true the names in this story have been changed to protect the identity of those involved. *** My name is Jason and my problem started when I was 12, while going to the toilet I regularly couldn't aim straight and thus used to cause a mess over the toilet and of course me due to the fact of a problem with my foreskin. It got that bad that I started squatting like a woman just to avoid the embarrassment of pissing over me. Things came to a head when I told my dad of my problem and he took me down to the doctors for a check- up. It was then the doctor told me and my dad that I'd have to have a circumcision to correct the problem. 18 months later I'd had the operation, (usual waiting times on the NHS) and was back home recovering, the surgeon telling my parents that I could take the stitches out myself after 14 days, if I had any problems with this just go and see my GP. Well after 2 weeks I started getting serious blue balls due to the fact id been unable to masturbate because of the stitches pulling on me every time I tried. I was trying to take the stitches out using a pair of small scissors and tweezers, but to no avail, and being left- handed caused me to get even more frustrated by the fact the stitches were even more awkward to get to than normal. Anyway mom had noticed how uncomfortable I looked while I was sitting on the sofa and said "Jason, have you took your stitches out yet?" to which I replied "no!" Now let me tell you about my mom, her name is Denise, smokes, she's quite tall at 5'11, that's where I get my height from and slim with it, only a size 14 despite giving birth to me and at the time was 35 years of age with shoulder length brunette hair and a size 36C bust, I know this from looking at her bras and panties in her chest of draws as all young lads do. Six months before the operation id just started to masturbate regularly; I was a late starter and was going through that patch where you masturbate what seems like every other hour while you try to settle those hormones down. Well one night I woke up wanting to go to the toilet to take a leak and I walked down the hallway, the landing light was already on, towards the bathroom, I was less than 10ft from the door when it swung open to reveal my mom completely naked as she started to walk out, at first she didn't see me until she looked up. She wasn't carrying any towels or anything else to cover herself as she'd left them in the bedroom which transpired was a normal thing she did when having a bath. She let out a squeal and said Uhhhh!! Jason! trying to cover herself with her hands as she realised I could see everything, then quickly ran past me into her bedroom. As a young boy seeing your first naked woman, is a sight to behold. Although only seeing mom for only a few seconds it was enough to take everything in, her pert breasts, her rounded hips and above all her pubic triangle. Getting back into bed I couldn't help but masturbate while I thought back over what I'd seen and waited later on for the usual sounds of mom and dad having sex which always happened after mom had taken a bath, it was some type of ritual that my parents did. Mom was always very vocal when she came and listening to her climax made me always have a hard-on and want to masturbate which I normally did. Well after that, every time I masturbated I'd think of mom standing there in that doorway and it got me right off every time. "Why not?" mom asked regarding my stitches. "Because they're awkward to get to and I think he's double stitched them, plus they're pulling on me, it must be the dried up blood, I'll go down the doctors after the weekend" I said. "Don't be stupid, why don't you let me look at them for you!" mom replied "No, it's ok as I said I'll go down the doctors Monday" starting to feel uncomfortable, knowing that mom hadn't seen me without pants on since I was around 6. Mom started to laugh and said "Don't get all worked up, I've seen your dads enough times, there all the same!" she laughed again possibly knowing my awkwardness. "That's different" I said "How, you're both blokes, you've got the same plumbing between your legs!" she laughed again. "Besides you've seen me naked before haven't you?" "It's different, you and dad sleep together and you're married" I said. Mom replied "I know that, all I'm going to do is cut the stitches out, so you don't have to wait until after the weekend" After about 10 seconds I said "Nah, I can wait" "Oh, come on, it'll only take a few minutes, all you've got to do is pull your pants and shorts down, besides no one's here, it's quiet, your dad won't be back 'til after six" mom said Feeling like I was being backed into a corner I snapped "Ok then, YOU! take your clothes off as well!" I replied thinking that'd stop her pestering me. "Your quick enough saying I shouldn't be embarrassed about being naked" Quick as a flash mom replied "I will" laughing again, "I've got nothing to be embarrassed about" Realising the gravity of what mom had said I looked at the carpet, trying to take it all in. My mind filled with thoughts- not only is my mom going to take all her clothes off in front of me, but she's going to touch my penis, wow!!. Most school boys my age can only dream of something like this. After what appeared to be ages mom said "Well, up for it?, the quicker we get started the quicker it'll be over". I got off the sofa, my heart racing and walked to the door, went into the kitchen to get the scissors and tweezers followed by my mom and proceeded to walk upstairs. "Which room?" I said "Mine, besides there's more space to move about!" Mom was right, my bedroom was small, you couldn't even swing a cat in there. We walked in to the bedroom and I just stood there, not knowing what to do and where to go, does she want me to stand or sit. Mom stood by her dresser and started to get undressed, with her back to me. First it was her jeans, I watched with baited breath as her thighs then the whole of her legs came into view, as she let her jeans fall to the floor, she stepped out of them, then her knickers, white, not particularly sexy but showed off the cheeks of her arse and her curvy hips. WOW! my heart beat twenty to the dozen, I stood there looking at her arse while she pulled her knickers down, as she was bent over I looked between her thighs and saw her vagina, this is better than the first time I saw her naked I thought to myself. I had a throbbing hard on, hardly able to control myself while she continued to get undressed. She then stood upright then pulled her t-shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor and put her hands around her back to unhook her bra which she did and let that also fall to the floor. She then turned around. I couldn't believe it, here was my mom completely naked in front of me again, but this time I had all the time in the world to look at her. Her breasts with nipples that for some reason were erect, not only that her nipples were at least 2 inches long, nice proportioned areole, her curvy hips, her long legs and then her hairy pubic area. "Don't just stand there, get stripped!" mom ordered me, "It's no good staring at me, it's not that you've haven't seen this before!" "What?" I asked. "Get stripped, you don't think I'm getting naked on my own do ya," mom said. "But. . why, you only need my pants and shorts down," I replied. "Fairs, fair, I want to see how my little boy turned into a man." Mom started to laugh then started to chant, "OFF! OFF! OFF! OFF!" Sheepishly I took off my t-shirt, then socks, then jeans then got down to my boxers, it was then obvious to mom that I had a raging hard on. I felt my face turn red as I pulled down my jerseys. Mom burst out laughing. "Well I never, I didn't think I still had it me" mom said while laughing. "Mom!" I said getting embarrassed. "Don't worry about it" mom said, "God help you when I have to touch you," still laughing. "That's the time to worry when you can't get a hard-on!" I couldn't believe it, my mom had said the words hard- on. I've never heard her say anything like that before, she doesn't even swear. "Where do you want me to go?" I enquired to mom. "Get on the bed, sit against the headboard," Mom replied. "It'll save you standing up." I got on the bed, and walked on all fours to the top and turned around putting my back against the headboard. I continued to stare at moms nakedness, "Shit!" mom said. "I've forgot my fags, I'll be two minutes," she ran out the bedroom and down the stairs, that's mom for you, she never does anything without a cig in her hand. A short while later she came back through the door and stepped on the bed. "Open your legs" she said as she took a drag on her lit cigarette. She then stood there waiting for me to oblige. I opened my legs, roughly by about 45 degrees. "Wider... wider still," Mom said, until my feet were about 90 degrees to me. Mom then walked up to me, for a moment I thought she was going to step on my testicles, then she lowered herself down between my legs. She crossed her legs in front of me, her thighs and knees pressing my own legs into the mattress. I could feel my testicles start to fill up with cum. Mom took another drag on her cig and lent over to use the ashtray on her bedside cabinet, as she did her weight pushed my left leg further into the mattress. Mom's skin on her legs felt really soft. She sat there with her legs crossed looking how she was going to cut the stitches while I still sat there ogling my mom's breasts and pubic hairs, less than a foot away from my body. "Ready?" mom asked as she then looked down on my penis. I nodded as I braced for her touch. She got her hand around the tip of my penis and went to grip. I groaned as she touched the end, one because the stitches pulled, but two she touched the glands and it was sensitive as hell, electricity shot up my spine as my body twitched. Mom started snipping at the stitches underneath my glands. "I can see why they're pulling," mom said. "It's all congealed and he has double stitched them" I continued to groan and twitch as mom did her best getting rid of the stitches, while all the while my testicles filled up more and more. After around 5 minutes, I felt that I was going to explode. As mom kept cutting, I started to rock on my backside as I felt the waves of an impending orgasm start coming over me, causing me to tense up grabbing on to moms knees and groaning ever more loudly. The only way I could stop myself from coming there and then was to concentrate on looking out of the window, a tree, the sky, anything to put me off. Mom stopped for a second and said, "Look, son I know this awkward but can I ask you something?" "What?" "When was the last time you masturbated?" mom asked. I completely went red with embarrassment. "Don't be embarrassed, I'm an adult and not naive, I know all boys do stuff like that, it's part of growing up." "Erm... before I went into hospital," I replied. "Two weeks! no wonder your sensitive, you must be full," she carried on, "Look, don't keep it in, just let it out." I couldn't believe it, my own mom wanted me to cum over her "Y-you don't mind?" I asked. "Of course not, I'd rather you let it out than stress out trying to keep it in," mom said while putting her hand on my face comforting me. To be continued? Archivist's Note: This author did not provide an email address so it will do the reader no good contacting the archive staff for further parts. Check back at a later time to see if there have been any updates to this story by the author. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 72