When Daddy's Away, Part 1

When a mother accidentally shares private photos on the family's network while Dad is away, her son finds them, blurring the lines of their relationship.

Part I

Amber, a beautiful and lonely housewife in her mid-thirties, lay sprawled across her plush king-sized bed, her body glistening and wet. She had just finished showering, and took a moment to lie there naked, enjoying the cool air. Her husband, Jack, had been away on a business trip for what felt like an eternity, leaving her to fend off the relentless claws of boredom alone. She was no good on her own, had no idea what to do with her free time because her and Jack were always together.

With a smirk, she picked up her phone, her fingers dancing over the screen as she scrolled through the latest photos of herself. They were provocative images, not something she would normally do. Her heart raced with excitement as she selected the best ones, the ones that accentuated her ample breasts and the curves of her hips. She hit send, imagining the look on Jack's face when he saw them.

Meanwhile, in the quiet of his room, her 18-year old son Tyler sat at his desk, his eyes glued to his laptop computer screen. He had recently turned off his latest video game, was prepared to call his girlfriend, when a pop-up message appeared in the corner of his screen indicating that new files had been shared on the network. Curious, he clicked on the pop-up. He was shocked to see the images that filled his screen were of his own mother, sprawled across her bed, her body on full display.

His cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. He tried to look away, to click out of the folder, but something about the photos captivated him. His gaze lingered on her large breasts, her pale skin, and the way her fingers played with herself. He felt his own body responding, his cock suddenly growing hard.

A fact that made him suddenly flush with guilt. What was he doing? This was his mother!

All of a sudden the door to his room creaked open, and Tyler's heart nearly stopped. He panicked, expecting it to be his mother and to be caught, but instead it was his friend, Jake. Which was only marginally better.

"Dude, what the hell are you looking at?" Jake's voice was filled with amusement as he took in the images on the screen. Tyler's face turned a deeper shade of red as he frantically tried to close the browser window.

"It's n-nothing, j-just some random pictures I had," Tyler stuttered, his voice strained with panic. "I was cleaning house, y'know?"

Jake leaned in closer, peering over Tyler's shoulder. "Doesn't look so random to me, man." His eyes grew wide suddenly as he realized what he was seeing. "Holy shit, bro, that's your mom!"

Tyler's mind went blank. He didn't know what to say as Jake's laughter filled the room.

"What the fuck, Tyler? Why do you have naked pictures of your mom on your computer?"

Tyler fumbled for an excuse, his heart hammering. "It's not what you think," he managed.

“Yeah, right, you perv! You were totally checking out your mom!” He paused. “Hey…wait a minute…” Jake stopped as a revelation suddenly hit him. “Dude…who was taking those pictures? Was that you, or did she like, send them to you?” His eyes are wide with nervous excitement.

Tyler looked at the pictures again. He didn’t want to, and yet at the same time…he did. He wanted to look at those pictures of his mother very badly, and, what was worse, he wished his friend Jake would leave so that he could look at them in private. He knew what this wish indicated, of course, but nobody would ever admit such a scandalous desire even to themselves. He just wanted Jake gone.

“I don’t know who was taking them, but it wasn’t me,” he said finally. “It kind of looks like she took them herself.”

Jake doesn’t seem to buy it at first. “Yeah, ok, perv-o,” he said cheerfully. “Daddy leaves the house and you and Mommy got bored one day? Seriously, man…where did you get those?” He finished with a look of actual curiosity, seemingly serious for one minute.

“Really, I don’t fucking know. They showed up in the shared folder all of a sudden.”

“Oh, shit!” Jake suddenly exclaimed. “Your mom totally didn’t mean to do that! I bet those were meant for your Dad!” He chuckled. “Stupid parents, they just don’t understand technology.” He seemed to consider for a minute. “You could like, totally take advantage of this. I bet James and Carl would love to see them. James has had a thing for your mom since forever, you could probably charge those assholes.” He laughed, but the look in his eyes says he isn’t joking.

“Dude - that’s my mom….” Tyler looked at Jake with a look that suggested he finds the entire conversation distasteful. “It’s not right.”

Jake shrugged. “Whatever, man. Delete them if you’re that against it. I saw them, so I’m good.” He laughed. “But bro, your mom is fucking HOT. Those tits, dude….oh my god! I’m jealous you got to suck on them. Just seeing those pics will give me fapping material for months!”

Tyler laughed despite himself, and made sure all the images of his mother were now closed. He looked at his friend and shrugged. “Glad you got to see them, I guess. But James can go fuck himself.”

Jake smiled. “So what are you going to do with them, then?”

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Later that evening, Tyler had returned from yet another unsatisfying date with his girlfriend, Lydia. As he walked up the driveway, he couldn't get thoughts of her out of his mind. Lydia had once again rejected his eager advances, leaving him with a painful case of blue balls that throbbed incessantly. He knew she wasn't old enough yet and he was willing to wait, but it did little to ease the ache in his teenage body.

As Tyler stepped into the house, his mom Amber sat comfortably in the living room, the flicker of the TV illuminating her face. Her knee-length robe was pulled up to her thighs, exposing her legs which were crossed underneath her. She looked up from the TV with a casual smile, showing no indication that she knew about the photos.

"How'd the date go, honey?" she asked, her voice as sweet and innocent as ever.

"Fine," he mumbled, and tried to rush past her quickly and up to the safety of his room.

"Hon, wait a minute!" his mother suddenly called after him, and his heart skipped a beat. "Come here, sit with me. I've been home alone all day, missing your father. I know I'm just your yucky mom, and you're anxious to run upstairs and call Lydia even though you just saw her, but can't you spare me at least a couple seconds?" Her tone is teasing, but also impossible to deny. It was his mother, he couldn't really say no.

With his head hanging low, like a puppy being scolded, he marched slowly back downstairs and sat in his usual chair in the living room. A chair that was, unfortunately, positioned directly across from his mother.

“So, how did the date actually go?” his mother asked him after a moment of awkward silence.

Tyler was mostly trying to keep his eyes on the floor, not because he was grumpy but because he was trying not to look at her. Her legs were crossed in front of her and her robe was short, and once again his mother was offering him a view of herself that she didn’t intend.

“Talk to me, kiddo. I need company!” his mom laughed and reached over to the end table next to her, where she picked up a glass of wine he hadn’t even noticed. There was no telling how many glasses she had had already, but it worried him. She was drinking too much while Dad was away.

“It went fine, Mom,” he mumbled again, and shrugged. He tried to look at her face, but his eyes somehow found themselves going directly to her thighs, and he realized he could see all the way up to the dark shadow of what could only be her pubic hair. Apparently, she was not wearing any underwear, either.

“You two have been getting pretty close,” his mother mused. She looked back at the television, her eyes watery, and all of a sudden she seemed a million miles away. The wine glass seemed forgotten in her hand, and she had no idea that she was offering her son a full view of herself for the second time that day.

“Mom?” She didn’t respond. Tyler couldn’t resist anymore. When he realized his mother was unaware of the slip and was paying no attention to him, he allowed himself a look. Or rather, a long stare.

Her pubic hair is dark but neatly trimmed, and she seemed to have shaved it into a nice, old-fashioned rectangle shape. Nothing fancy, but well maintained. He found his own mind drifting into forbidden territory as he gazed at her sex, and suddenly he saw her not as a parental figure but as a woman, with normal needs, normal wishes…and normal parts.
Despite the depravity of it - or perhaps because of it - he found himself becoming unbelievably aroused by the sight of his mother’s pussy, a fact made worse by his already burdgeoning arousal.

“I need to go upstairs. I’ve got…homework to finish…” he said lamely, and stood up. He hoped that his mother wouldn’t notice the painfully large bulge in his pants.

Amber turned and looked at her son finally. She hesitated for a brief second and did a double take, but then looked him in the eyes. “Night, sweetie. I’m probably going up too. This wine is going straight to my head. Glad your date went well.” she set the glass down, suddenly looking ill.

Tyler rushed up the stairs and practically slammed his bedroom door. He stood there for a moment with his eyes shut, breathing heavy, his brain now flooded with images of his mother’s vagina.

The computer. He already knew what he was going to do next, knew it before he even came home. If he was honest with himself, he knew it the moment he saw those pictures, which is why he wanted Jake to leave so badly.

He stripped off his pants, exposing his large erection. The throbbing was nearly painful now, and he quickly took a seat at his computer chair. With only a few clicks, he brought up the naked images of his mother once more.

Switching from one picture to the next, Tyler began to run his hand slowly up and down his now very hard, very sensitive cock. He gazed at his mother’s naked body, trying not to think about the fact that he was born from the very place that he was fantasizing about now. He imagined his cock inside of her, imagined the sounds she would make as he fucked her. He remembered a time that he heard her working out in front of the TV, and projected the grunting sounds she made then into his sexual fantasy now.

The taboo of what he was imagining seemed incredibly wrong in his heart, but at the moment he was so horny he didn’t care, and he knew that nobody would ever know but him. It took him almost no time at all to cum, the ache in his groin now overwhelming. Because of this he let go of his hesitation, and as his breathing quickened and his cock began to throb with the need for release, he quietly whispered, “Oh, mom…” to the pictures on the screen before his seed finally erupted, shooting into the air in an incredibly powerful orgasm that splattered onto his shirt and bare stomach.

He let out an unintelligible moan, “ahhhh….AHHHH….!” and squeezed his eyes shut as the last few spurts of semen pumped out into his hand.

Finally, as the shivers subsided, he opened his eyes slowly. His hand was covered in cum, and he realized he was going to need to change his shirt as well. He had just experienced one of the most powerful orgasms of his life, and he suddenly felt extremely ashamed.

Quickly, as if he could erase the very act itself, he wiped off his semen on an old sock. He then wiped his equally sticky belly with it before throwing the sock into a dirty clothes pile, before stripping off his shirt. He felt dirty, and he had never felt the urge to shower as badly as he did right then. After a peek into the hallway to make sure it was clear, he rushed quickly across to the bathroom door and shut it, closing himself off from the outside world, and leaving him alone with his guilt.

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The very next morning, Tyler awakened for school as usual. And just like usual, the first thing he did was turn on his computer. He was developing a rather unfortunate habit now of checking the shared files, looking for more accidental downloads from his mother on a daily basis. This was perverted of course and he knew it, but nobody else knew he did it.

Jake knew about the mistake, but he didn’t realize he still checked for more. Or even that Tyler kept the other pictures. He had told Jake he deleted them immediately.

Clicking open Explorer, Tyler navigated to the shared files. He expected to see the same array of photos he saw before, a total of 6 nudes of his mother in various poses, each one more provocative than the last. In the first photo she was sitting shyly, her arms pressed together and her legs covered. There was only the slightest glimpse of her nipples in this one. By the end of the row, his mother was lying back in bed, and the shot was a close-up of her pussy, two of her fingers spreading her labial lips and her eyes dripping with a “fuck me” look he’s never seen before.

Now there are seven. Seven files.

And not only that…the last file showed the little “play” button in the corner. It was a video. A video of his mother masturbating, based on the frozen image it started with.

“Ho-lee-fuck…” he whispered slowly, his mouth hanging open. His heart instantly began to beat rapidly in his chest and he could feel himself breathing heavier, his mouth going dry. He didn’t even notice as he let out a small, manic-sounding giggle.

“When did she…?” he asked himself, then moved the cursor to the little file icon. He hesitated before actually opening it, bracing himself for what he knew he was about to see. And, he hated to admit, letting the anticipation build. He was far more excited about this than he knew was healthy.

Finally, with a sigh, Tyler double clicked the file and the video player filled his screen. And then there she was, his mother, completely naked and lying in her bed, legs spread wide.

She was an extremely attractive woman, her 37 years doing very little to dampen her looks. She had always said she was born with a young face, and truth was, she was right. Her hair was dark brown and still hadn’t shown any sign of changing, and she kept it pulled back in a ponytail most of the time. Her cheeks were rounded which gave her a youthful look and seemed to make her immune to wrinkles. Only her blue eyes defied her age, giving off a depth of wisdom only a mother could have.

In the video her eyes were closed and her face looked almost angelic as she gently rubbed at her clit. The video was taken from the end of the bed, giving an excellent view of the action, and Tyler could only assume she propped it up on the dresser he knew was situated there. She was also courteous enough to zoom the video in first, making sure he could see every sensual curve and glisten of sweat on her creamy skin.

As Tyler watched, his mother let out a loud yelp, suddenly sliding her middle and ring fingers inside of herself. She began to fuck herself with her fingers, and Tyler could see the fluids dripping out around them and pooling on the bed. His own cock was growing very hard, and he wrapped his hands around it and began to stroke, hardly even aware that he was doing so.

“Oh, shit…oh, David, I’m going to cum for you!” his mom suddenly shouted at him through his screen, and the fact that she used his father’s name confirmed the mix-up. Regardless, Tyler kept watching, his breathing so heavy now he was practically drooling as he began to pump his cock faster.

And then it happened. He watched, mesmerized, as his mother let out a scream. “Oooooh, YES! Fuck…David!” She began to pump her hips into her own hand, and Tyler is fascinated as he watched fluids suddenly gush out of his mother’s pussy and all over herself and her bedspread. She screamed again, this time a loud, unintelligible groan, and started convulsing on the bed. She pulled her legs up tightly as she buried her fingers deep inside the place where Tyler originated, and as she orgasmed on his computer screen, Tyler suddenly felt himself about to orgasm in his chair.

“Oh shit, mom…oh, yes….you’re so good to me…” Tyler found himself whispering these extremely taboo obscenities to himself as he jerked off. It didn’t matter, he reasoned, because he was already masturbating to his own mother, and therefore anything that enhanced that fantasy was already sick to begin with. Which meant he couldn’t make it worse.

On the computer screen, his mother Amber had finished climaxing and was gently rubbing her clit as she waited for the shivers to pass. She looked at the camera and smiled at what she thought was her husband, just as Tyler began to cum.

And that, of course, is when the one moment happened that every teenage boy dreaded. Only much, much worse, in Tyler’s case.

Once again, without knocking, Tyler’s mom suddenly opened his door. She didn’t enter but she stuck her head in - because apparently you weren’t violating privacy as long as your feet stayed outside the room.

“You up, honey? It’s almost time for…Oh!” she was cut off from her inquiry as she suddenly realized what he was doing.

“MOM!” Tyler shouted, just as the cum began spilling over onto his hand. He tried to suppress the orgasm and of course all he succeeded in doing was ruining it for himself, leaving nothing but a sticky mess on his hand that he derived no pleasure from. His mother popped her head back out of the room quickly, slamming the door behind her. It was a fast glimpse, and while it was bad enough she caught him in the act, he sincerely hoped she didn’t just watch him cum as well.

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Amber, meanwhile, stood outside Tyler’s bedroom door, trying not to smile. She had just caught her son masturbating…but what was more wild was that she had walked in just as he was reaching his climax. She actually saw the cum spill out onto her son’s hand, saw the strained look in his eyes as he tried not to show the pleasure that was overwhelming him just then.

What was eating at her is that she could swear she saw herself on his computer screen. And not just any picture of herself, either - it was the video she had taken only the night before for David, when she was drunk on wine.
But that couldn’t be…could it? How would he have gotten that video?

“Don’t stay up too late, honey,” she finally called through the door, then quickly rushed back to her own bedroom. It wasn’t a mystery she was going to solve tonight. But she definitely intended to find out.

In the meantime, there was nothing else to do but wait until morning. She lie awake for hours, trying to figure out how she was going to breach the subject with her son. She was certain that he was hoping they would both say nothing, and in normal circumstances she probably wouldn’t. It was an embarrassing moment, understood by both and better left unspoken.

But that video. The one her son was jerking off to…she was positive it was the one she had made. She only saw it for a second but that’s all it takes to recognize yourself, especially in a private video you had made only the day before. But how could he have gotten access to it? And…did he really masturbate along with it?

She saw the cum. She is definitely positive of that. When she realized what he was doing her eyes instinctively dropped down to his exposed penis for a moment, just in time to see the semen gush out of it and run over his fingers. She even saw it squirt a little, just a bit…and that image was branded forever in her mind. The sight of her son’s semen gently pulsing out of his throbbing cock, then more of it spilling out over his fingers,,,,

She was shocked to find she was caressing her breasts gently as she remembered the sight, and was even more surprised to realize that her pussy had grown wet.

“This is fucked up,” she muttered to herself, and rolled over in bed. She tried to ignore the ache in her groin, and how sensitive her nipples had become. She tried to lie as still as possible so that they wouldn’t rub against anything, as the image of her son’s cum squirting out of his cock while he watched her masturbate replayed over and over in her mind.

Eventually, after many hours of restlessness, missing her husband David, Amber fell asleep.