Commanding My Mother
Story Synopsis: I learn a way to bed my mother.
My mother had me at a very young age. My father was in the service so I grew up mostly with her. When I was 16 years old, my father was killed in an aircraft accident. My mother was still a very attractive woman and had a lot of offers from the men we knew, but wanted to wait until I was out of the house, before dating. I respected my mother for this, but was just feeling the sexual needs of my age.
I had read some books on hypnosis and thought it was what I needed to try. Late one night I tried hypnotizing my mother and was thinking of using it on a girl, I was interested in. I took a spoon and lit a candle. Turning out the lights I called my mother in to my room. While she sat at the foot of my bed, we talked about school and I swung the spoon slowly back and forth. I could see her eyes closing and she stopped talking. I didn’t know if it had worked, so I gave her the idea that she hadn’t come in the room yet. She was to leave and come back again, not remembering she had done that. I snapped my figures and she left without a word. Sure enough she came back in and had forgotten about being there earlier.
I started again with the candle and spoon. Again she went in to that quiet stage again. Not wanting to use the spoon all the time I gave her the command that when I said, “Blue Cat” she was to go deeply in to a quiet trance. She was to “do anything I said and forget everything that happened while under”. She nodded and I told her when I said “Red Cat” she was to wake up and feel great.
I gave it a few days, to see how it worked and when we were doing dishes, I told her, “Did you see the “Blue Cat””. Her head drooped and she stopped washing dishes. I told her to open her eyes and she did. I told her to “unbutton her blouse and take off her bra”. Slowly she did this and stood in front of me with her large “D” cup breast exposed. Her nipples looked so inviting; I couldn’t help but stroke them. Her nipples got hard and so was I, as my tongue licked them. I picked up her blouse and bra, told her to go to her bedroom and take off her clothes for a shower.
I set on the bed and watched her as she stripped off her shoes, skirt and panties. Too afraid to go too far, I told her to take a shower. I watched from the bed as she went in, adjusted the shower and got in. As she soaped up, I couldn’t hold back any longer and pulled down my pants, and underwear. I started masturbating with her panties around my cock. When I climaxed, I shot a whole load in to them. Afterwards I started to close the door and told her “Red Cat”.
When she came out she didn’t say anything about what had happened and when I asked her if she enjoyed the shower, she said yes. She seemed to have no memory of me licking her nipples.
It was a few days afterwards, that I tried again. This time she was watching TV and I gave her the “Blue Cat” command.
Like before her head went down and she closed her eyes. I told her to open her eyes and go in to her bedroom. Without a word she stood and walked in to her bedroom.
Standing in front of her bed I thought it was time to see how far I could go. I told her to take her clothes off and lay face up on her bed. She did this and I stripped off my clothes, got some lube I had found in the bathroom and put it in her hand. I told her to use the lube and masturbate. She spread her legs and applied the lube to her pussy. Slowly at first she stroked the outside. Then she put one finger in and started working her clit. Then two fingers. Soon she was moaning and rising up, as she climaxed.
It was now or never time, so I got between her legs, stroking my hard on. Except for the faraway look on her face, she had her eyes closed. As she rose up in climax, I put a pillow under her butt and got closer.
Pulling her legs up and apart, I lowered down in her. She was so hot and wet. I had no problem sliding in to her pussy. She put her hands on my hips and pulled me to her. I started stroking in and back, fucking her like I had dreamed of. Slipping my hands up, I cupped her large breast and put her hard nipple in to my mouth. As I sucked and fucked her I was in pure heaven. She knew how to use her muscles and it wasn’t long before I felt my climax building. Wondering if I should pull out was no good, because I shot my full load of cum in to her, wet pussy.
As I lay there, totally drained, she used her muscles to milk my cock, taking everything I had.
Now I was scared. What if my mother came out of it? What if she remembered me fucking her? I shot up and ran in to the bathroom, turning on the shower. Coming back in, my mother still lay on her back, legs spread and my cum dripping out of her pussy. Should I try to clean her up or depend on her to? I decided to depend on her, since she knew what to do.
I came back in and told her to take a long hot shower. She got up and got in the shower. Holding the shower curtain, I watched as she soaped up and put her fingers in her pussy and drain my cum out.
Again, as I left, I told her the words to bring her back. When she came out in her robe, it was like nothing had happened. I had done it. I had become a “Mother fucker”!
After that I fucked her two or three times a week. When she climaxed she would sometimes call me by my father’s name, but never seemed to remember what happened afterwards.
This went on until I left to go to college. It wasn’t until later that I admitted to my new wife, what I had done.
My mother had me at a very young age. My father was in the service so I grew up mostly with her. When I was 16 years old, my father was killed in an aircraft accident. My mother was still a very attractive woman and had a lot of offers from the men we knew, but wanted to wait until I was out of the house, before dating. I respected my mother for this, but was just feeling the sexual needs of my age.
I had read some books on hypnosis and thought it was what I needed to try. Late one night I tried hypnotizing my mother and was thinking of using it on a girl, I was interested in. I took a spoon and lit a candle. Turning out the lights I called my mother in to my room. While she sat at the foot of my bed, we talked about school and I swung the spoon slowly back and forth. I could see her eyes closing and she stopped talking. I didn’t know if it had worked, so I gave her the idea that she hadn’t come in the room yet. She was to leave and come back again, not remembering she had done that. I snapped my figures and she left without a word. Sure enough she came back in and had forgotten about being there earlier.
I started again with the candle and spoon. Again she went in to that quiet stage again. Not wanting to use the spoon all the time I gave her the command that when I said, “Blue Cat” she was to go deeply in to a quiet trance. She was to “do anything I said and forget everything that happened while under”. She nodded and I told her when I said “Red Cat” she was to wake up and feel great.
I gave it a few days, to see how it worked and when we were doing dishes, I told her, “Did you see the “Blue Cat””. Her head drooped and she stopped washing dishes. I told her to open her eyes and she did. I told her to “unbutton her blouse and take off her bra”. Slowly she did this and stood in front of me with her large “D” cup breast exposed. Her nipples looked so inviting; I couldn’t help but stroke them. Her nipples got hard and so was I, as my tongue licked them. I picked up her blouse and bra, told her to go to her bedroom and take off her clothes for a shower.
I set on the bed and watched her as she stripped off her shoes, skirt and panties. Too afraid to go too far, I told her to take a shower. I watched from the bed as she went in, adjusted the shower and got in. As she soaped up, I couldn’t hold back any longer and pulled down my pants, and underwear. I started masturbating with her panties around my cock. When I climaxed, I shot a whole load in to them. Afterwards I started to close the door and told her “Red Cat”.
When she came out she didn’t say anything about what had happened and when I asked her if she enjoyed the shower, she said yes. She seemed to have no memory of me licking her nipples.
It was a few days afterwards, that I tried again. This time she was watching TV and I gave her the “Blue Cat” command.
Like before her head went down and she closed her eyes. I told her to open her eyes and go in to her bedroom. Without a word she stood and walked in to her bedroom.
Standing in front of her bed I thought it was time to see how far I could go. I told her to take her clothes off and lay face up on her bed. She did this and I stripped off my clothes, got some lube I had found in the bathroom and put it in her hand. I told her to use the lube and masturbate. She spread her legs and applied the lube to her pussy. Slowly at first she stroked the outside. Then she put one finger in and started working her clit. Then two fingers. Soon she was moaning and rising up, as she climaxed.
It was now or never time, so I got between her legs, stroking my hard on. Except for the faraway look on her face, she had her eyes closed. As she rose up in climax, I put a pillow under her butt and got closer.
Pulling her legs up and apart, I lowered down in her. She was so hot and wet. I had no problem sliding in to her pussy. She put her hands on my hips and pulled me to her. I started stroking in and back, fucking her like I had dreamed of. Slipping my hands up, I cupped her large breast and put her hard nipple in to my mouth. As I sucked and fucked her I was in pure heaven. She knew how to use her muscles and it wasn’t long before I felt my climax building. Wondering if I should pull out was no good, because I shot my full load of cum in to her, wet pussy.
As I lay there, totally drained, she used her muscles to milk my cock, taking everything I had.
Now I was scared. What if my mother came out of it? What if she remembered me fucking her? I shot up and ran in to the bathroom, turning on the shower. Coming back in, my mother still lay on her back, legs spread and my cum dripping out of her pussy. Should I try to clean her up or depend on her to? I decided to depend on her, since she knew what to do.
I came back in and told her to take a long hot shower. She got up and got in the shower. Holding the shower curtain, I watched as she soaped up and put her fingers in her pussy and drain my cum out.
Again, as I left, I told her the words to bring her back. When she came out in her robe, it was like nothing had happened. I had done it. I had become a “Mother fucker”!
After that I fucked her two or three times a week. When she climaxed she would sometimes call me by my father’s name, but never seemed to remember what happened afterwards.
This went on until I left to go to college. It wasn’t until later that I admitted to my new wife, what I had done.
6 年 前
