Chapter 1

I slept in the unfinished portion of our basement. It comprised of about one fifth of the floor space in our two story family home. There was no ceiling; just floor joists and painted concrete block walls. The studded sheet rock walls that bordered our finished portion of the basement were even unfinished on my bedroom side. Just pipes and electrical wiring through the studs were evident. There was also a steel "I beam" down the center of the room with a steel column supporting it. It wasn't much, but it was mine and private. The privacy means a lot to a teenager, so I didn't mind.

I had a double bed in the middle of my room that I could sprawl on to masturbate, or entertain my friends. Mom was my alarm clock on school mornings or when I had to get up before ten AM. She would make two to four trips to my room in an attempt to awaken me. She was dressed in a thin, translucent night shirt for pajamas with a terry cloth robe over the top. Each time she would call me louder. I would just lay there under my covers, lightly dozing while covertly stroking my morning wood. The third time she called me; she would walk into my room and uncover me while she would address me in her loudest voice Telling me that I would be late. Mom had been preforming this routine with me for years. And I knew that there was plenty of time for me to get underway. For whatever reason, this particular morning, I felt playful and decided to surprise mom when she came in to wake me for her fourth and last time of this morning.

As she leaned over, about to whisper in my ear, telling me to get up once again as I was lying on my back, spread all over the bed. She straddled my right arm, to get closer, as it lazily dangled over the side of the mattress and as she did, I raised my arm and slid my hand up the inside of her smooth thigh until I cupped her panty clad pussy, threw my other arm around her neck and rolled away from her dragging her unprepared body across mine, and onto the bed. I was now on top of her overwhelmed body with one hand massaging her crotch and the other hand holding her neck as I immediately started kissing her neck as she lay there totally surprised. She started laughing at my antics as I continued to molest her, touching her and rubbing my morning wood into her thigh. This went on for a few minutes as we arose together and I started to get myself ready for school. By the time I got up to the kitchen mom had preceded me and was blushing profusely as she directed me to the table and cereal that she had poured for me. This set the mood for the day, every time I looked at my mother, and smiled, she blushed, no doubt thinking of my antics with her that morning.

We played this game many mornings, sometimes with her trying to avoid being tricked, and other times letting me take full advantage of her. We would wrestle around in my bed, in the morning and it was in this scenario that I totally seduced my mother the first time. After a couple of times of dominating her and then dry-fucking her, I just let loose and penetrated her warm, moist, pussy. I didn't go to school that day, but I did receive plenty of lessons.

Mom and I were always close. I think it was because I was her first born. But it was my aggressive personality towards her as well. Mom was submissive and as such, craved to be dominated. Sometimes, the most outrageous acts of mastery over her were her greatest turn-ons. Occasionally, I would take her to the Saturday matinee at the theatre, and inside, I would feel her up right in front of some guys there who were checking out her massive tits. She would blush, but allow my manipulation of her very large boobs. The guys would shy away at my brazen actions and mom and I would laugh about it. But I could tell that it shocked her and it turned her on at the same time. I would take those occasions to make out and fondle my mom while we sat in the theatre. As time went on, I became an usher and would escort mom into the infant cry room located in the ladies room. We would go in there and lock the door, and I would molest my mother, we often stripped down and I explored her naked body throughout the movie.