Ladder Spying

Although he was exceptionally average in almost every aspect of his life, Rickard had a big secret that made him feel like he actually had a purpose. A reason to wake up in the morning. He had developed a huge attraction to his mother.

It began the summer of his 18th birthday. All of his friends had gone to travel Europe, but he couldn't afford it as it was just him and his mother. He had spent most nights satisfying his sexual urges, whether it was on a porn video website or erotica. He hadn't even encountered any of the incest stuff until one random night. He had come home from the gym and went to take a shower. Anxious to shower before the sweat dried in, making him feel uncomfortable, he rushed to the bathroom and opened the door without any hesitation. His mother was sitting on the toilet, completely naked having obviously just got out of the shower. She wasn't great looking. Holding about 20 pounds extra did do her boobs a favour though. They hung down, swaying rapidly from side to side as she panicked at the sight of her son. She let out a yelp and shouted loudly in a voice that understandably sounded like someone who'd just been caught doing something embarrassing.

Rickard basically jumped out of the room and slammed the door behind him. He hadn't seen his mother naked since he was very young. He wasn't sure what to feel as he walked quickly into his room, locking the door behind him and leaning against it. His heart was racing. As he thought more about what he'd seen, the more excited he got. Incestuous fantasies raced through his mind, centered around the swaying boobs of his mother. He lay on his bed and started masturbating to the thoughts of him bending her over and doing her from behind as the sound of her boobs slapping loudly against each other with every rough insertion. He rarely let himself explode everywhere, but tonight he didn't have a chance to control himself. It went everywhere. A sudden shame came over him as he realised what had come into his mind in his turned on state. These thoughts were new to him, and right now he wasn't fully comfortable with them.

Over the next year he gradually spent more and more time reading incest stories involving mother and son. Although he didn't go out of his way to find it, he usually ended up focusing on a story involving one of them spying on the other. Once he had gotten himself aroused, he'd end up searching for porn videos involving a chubby, mature brunette and trying to pick out the one that looked the most like his mother. Despite his increased interest in incest, he never sought out to catch her changing or to spy on her through some sort of peep hole. He probably would've considered the latter if there was one in his house, but outside of incest fantasy stories he highly doubted they even existed.

It was now a whole year since the first incident occured. He was starting to get bored of the usual stories and poor quality porn videos. He needed to once again feel the rush that he got on the night of the bathroom incident. He had to think of a plan. He walked around his house, wondering how he could possibly catch a glimpse of his mother's boobs. After about an hour of pacing around the house, he had thought of nothing. Frustrated, he went to the garage to get a bottle of water from the cooler. Then he saw it. The ladder. How had it not crossed his mind before? If he simply propped the ladder up against the wall outside, he could easily see into the shower through the open window. Although he'd have to be very careful, he was certain it could be done slyly.

His mother came home that night with a huge grin on her face. This was nothing out of the ordinary, she was always delighted to get home from a long day at work. She greeted Rickard with a hug and informed him that she was going to hop in the shower. He could barely contain his excitement as he sat on his bed, waiting to hear her go into the bathroom. Once the sound of the lock clicked, he ran downstairs as fast as possible and got the ladder. He placed it gently on the wall and climed up as quickly as possible. He had to lean slightly to the right to see in, and there she was. The rush came over him again as he watched her wet boobs sway from side to side as she washed her body. He had gotten very hard, and quickly looked around his dark street to see if anyone was around. Luckily for him, their house was the last on the street and very rarely would anyone be down his end at this time. He opened the button on his shorts and took out his penis as he stared back in. He began stroking it quickly as he saw his mother put shower gel on her boobs, and rubbed it in on her hard nipples. The ladder was hitting against the wall quietly with each stroke as he felt himself close in on his climax. He came all over the ladder steps as he stared at her huge, hard nipples. Never had he had such a good wank.

He tried to climb down as quickly as possible to get the ladder inside before she came out of the toilet. Luckily she took her time, and he got it back in and went back up to his room as if nothing had happened. He felt like a god. He smirked to himself, wishing he could tell someone about the time he had masturbated at the top of a ladder, while staring at his naked mother.