4 comments/ 102880 views/ 37 favorites Captured Mother By: qualitywheat I had her face down on the bed a hood over her head and tied loosely but undoable. I wrapped some duct tape around the hood and over her mouth to keep her quiet whilst I accomplished my mission, this was intended to be temporary, making sure her nose was popped out of the hole in it to allow her to breathe freely. She was helpless, this had been a long time coming, it had taken me months, not only to work up the courage to do it, but planning it as well. I knew her movements; I had practised what I was now putting into action, even running different situations through my mind. I wanted to make sure as much as possible that this would succeed; failure wasn't an option this day! I was busy tying her hands not quite behind her back but more at the sides, I didn't want to hurt her physically, it was a struggle as she attempted to jump and twist from me. Her heels were banging into by rear end as hard as she could manage, which wasn't a lot. She was wasting her time doing that. I had not only expected it but gave her the chance to do it, to give her focus to get free. Once she realised that she had been captured and unable to get free, and knew I was in control of the situation she now found herself in she relaxed a little. I knew she was frightened and scared stiff of what her fate was to be, but that was my main objective too, to let her know that her life was never ever going to be in danger. Her body was in a lot of danger from me though, because I was going to fuck her wholesale for the next three days, but it would be done with loving seduction, we were alone, no one would be visiting her this weekend. Whether she found out or realised who I was would be a matter for the events as they occurred and unfolded. She was breathing heavily from her exertions; I let her lie still to recover. I could hear muffled noises coming from within the hood over her head. That was my next task, to remove it and replace it with a blindfold, and then I would tell her that if she promised to remain quiet I would remove the tape so she could speak and breathe freely. Still kneeling over her back I used the tool that would keep my identity safe. I spoke in a welsh accent; I had been blessed from my baby days to be able to imitate almost anyone I came into contact with. My parents had first noticed it when I began imitating my favourite cartoon character at the time, Scooby doo. And over the years I had got myself and plenty of others in rouble by saying things in a teacher's voice, or the principal's voice for instance. I was feted by my friends and hated by my enemy's, but I was never relay nasty to others too much. So in my much tried welsh accent, I said to her. "If you promise to behave an keep quiet, I will remove the gag, if you can't promise me that, then it will stay on all the time okay?" She nodded her head in assent. "Good," I said, "now, I am here for the whole weekend, and now I am going to cut open the top of the hood on your lovely head and replace it with a blindfold, understand?" She gave another nod. I wasn't taking any chances so I put on the second hood I had over my own head so she wouldn't be able to see me if she suddenly gained some movement. Taking the pinking shears I took great care and slit the top of her hood, and holding her face into the bed covers. Sliding the blindfold over and down her forehead, over her eyes making sure it was located properly, I lifted her long soft silky hair up and fastened the Velcro straps over her ears and under her hairline. It was on and in position, next I took the two pieces of sticking plaster and put them over it to stop her working it up or down to get a view. Now I removed the tape and what was left of the hood, ready to refit it if she started making a commotion. None came and I removed my own hood now, I knew I was safe from identification. Using my 'accent' I told her I was going to cut her upper clothes off, if this was a surprise she didn't show it, I suppose she had guessed this was coming. "Please don't hurt me, I'll do whatever you tell me I promise, I promise?" she said through the tears I knew were there. I hated to do this to her but she'd left me with no option, she had spurned my advances really, on the grounds of age difference she had told me. She was 37, I was or still am even, 18 ½. I cut up the sleeves of her cardigan, her blouse, and right across the back and pulled it all away, her bra went next, I didn't speak, I just got on with the job in hand. Her skirt went next but that was easy I just unhooked and unzipped it and off it came, I left her panties on for now. She shivered and mumbled again, "please please don't hurt me, please?" she was begging me, she knew now that nothing she could do would keep her from her fate in my hands. I reassured her vehemently that I had no intention of that, a solemn promise I told her in my terrific accent. She is Celia Dodd's, she is nearly 38, as beautiful as any woman could be, her husband had left her for a floozy, (her words) five years ago. Long soft and still silky auburn hair, the most beautiful dazzling smile you could wish to see, big wide brown eyes that could stun you if she flashed them at you. Lips that were symmetrical to each other, both gorgeously pouted, the top one slightly fuller than the bottom. Her body was to die for, well that's my opinion anyway, as I was dying for it right now. And at 5ft 7" she was a statuesque beauty. She dated a few times but always said that she couldn't seem to find the right man. Well here I was, I was going to be that right man, rain or shine! Me? I'm her only son TJ, or if you want to be pedantic, Thomas James, but known to all before I could even talk as TJ, my nana had started it off and it had stuck. I'm 6ft dead, about 170lbs, hold my own when I have to, and I think I'm okay looking, I haven't had many problems with the girls except the one I wanted the most. And now here I was kneeling over what was and is in my humble opinion, the most beautiful and sexiest woman on earth, my mum. I love her with all my heart even if this wouldn't be construed as love because I was illegally going to rape her in a true sense, but not in mine. I had tried to get her to want me in the same way I wanted her and the result? Nada! I knew that she would gladly let me into her bed if I wasn't so young, and the small fact that she was my mother! The attempts on her had not gone unnoticed by her, and in fact I had become more blatant with it because I knew what she thought. She wanted to but daren't, and was frightened by it; she just wasn't able to take the final step, the final decision. So I had to take it for her, us. Now it had all come down to this, I intended to do nothing but seduce her until I got her where I wanted her to be before I revealed myself as her loving attacker. If I had done this openly she would have fought me to the death probably. So was going through this charade for her, and I suppose for me, if this didn't work I was done for, there would be no way back into a loving mother son relationship. I had even bathed in soap other than the one she provided for me, and used a different deodorant so she wouldn't smell my normal self. I turned her over and told her that I was her silent and anonymous seducer, and she was going to be mine no matter. As I gazed at what was before me I nearly choked, god she is so beautiful. Mum lay there before me in all her glory, the fact that I had left her thong on added to her sublime beauty to me. Getting up from her I removed my clothes, I wanted to shout at her, 'look at me mum, I'm here, and I'm here for only you, no one else mum, just you!' I got back on and kneeled next to her, I didn't want to frighten her anymore than she already was, saying in by welsh accent to her. "Don't be afraid, I know you can't stop m, but I'm doing this because I think you are just beautiful, and I am certain you need someone, someone like me." I told her as I ran my right hand over and up her leg. She jumped in surprise, and said again. "Please please please, I'm sorry if I have upset you somehow, I know you must know me, who I am, where I live obviously, and you must know I'm on my own this weekend, you have told me by saying you are staying here for the next three days." I was supposed to be staying with a friend of mine, but I'd told him I was going to spend my time with a young lady from school whose parents were away and not to call my home asking for me. Now taking a deep breath I allowed my hands to roam a little, inside her toned thigh, up over her still flat stomach, cupping first one breast then the other, mum wiggled her body, had that excited her, or did I imagine it? I did it again and another wiggle came. Her mouth opened slightly showing her lovely even white teeth, and she drew in a long but silent breath. That's when I took hold of both of her wonderful nipples in my fingers and rolled them. "No," she breathed softly, if I had been watching this on film I would have said it was part of an act but I was right there, she did do it! Her no had almost sounded like a yes to me. I squeezed and rolled them again and her body lifted slightly from her bed. Mum shifted very imperceptibly from side to side. She was finding it hard to resist it, I almost screamed out with joy, my mother was unable to resist the feeling of her own body! Thinking back later, if I had understood what she was finding herself going through, I would have just taken her and not even bothered with all this, but I was just beginning to discover how much mum was in need of love, care, and attention. I stayed on her nipples which were rock hard between my fingers, and they were so distended it was unbelievable for sometime. Soon she was unable to stop the soft moans escaping her lips, I leaned over and bit one ever so lightly, nipping it gently in my teeth, this had the effect of making her jump. Now I knew I was on a winner, maybe she liked being tied and blindfolded, maybe she was into this, unable to defend herself against a determined sexual predator? Whilst nipping the nipple and playing with the other one I ran my free hand down her tummy, pressing my middle finger in and running it around, she knew where it was going to end up for sure because her knees lifted up, her feet flapped around in the air, it was as if anticipation had her in its hold. I know I'm not the world's best lover, not by a long way, I'm not old enough to have that kind of prowess. But I had enough sense and knowledge to know when a woman or my girlfriend was in heat, and that's what I knew here, mum was in heat, or if she wasn't she was very close. I took on the role of dominator, I wasn't sure where this was going just yet but I was more than pleased with things so far, I had no idea that what I was doing would take this path, I didn't even know what path it would take, this wasn't part of my scenario's. My mother's breathing was becoming heavier, although I could tell she was trying to control it, so I asked a question. "You seem to be fighting me, why?" As I let my hand slide over but not into her pussy, I was enjoying this. "I'm not enjoying this one bit, please let me go," she said, but her soft gasps belied her truth. "Oh I think you are," I said, my welsh voice hiding me. I nipped her nipple a little more than I had been. How I managed to control myself I will never know, looking back it seemed impossible for me not to dive on her and get my rock hard prick into where it wanted to be. I slid my middle finger over her wet slit, the stifled moan that elicited from her confirmed all I was believing to be true, she was feeling the heat, she was getting aroused, and I was not going to give up now, or ever. "I know you have the upper hand here, and you can do what you want, but you can't make my mind accept this, you can force my body, but you can't force my mind, please stop and please let me go, please?" It was a heartfelt plea, and she was right, I suddenly understood that, what I was doing to my captured mother was wrong and I knew it. But fuck it, I wasn't going to stop now, even if I never got her again I was going to have her this one time, hell or high water! "Well," I said, "maybe you are right, but we'll see what happens and what your opinion is afterwards, agreed?" Not mentioning that I would let her know who I was by some means I hadn't decided on yet. She never answered, but I sensed a sort of acquiescence. Without any further preamble I dipped my middle finger in her pussy and wriggled it about, it brought an immediate and unwanted response from her, she gasped softly but loudly. "That wasn't bad for someone who doesn't want to react to things was it?" I said, as I fingered her some more. "Please don't," she whispered as her body moved around with my finger fixed firmly and centrally to the action. I sank deep into her and her whole body apart from her ass left the bed, I almost sang, 'oh happy days.' Even though her arms were tied to her side and she couldn't see her tormentor, or stop from responding to my invading digit. "Now now now, you just stop that," I chided her, "anybody watching this would think you were enjoying it," as I dug my finger deeper and then rubbed my thumb over her clit, which was stuck out of it's little hood like an observatory dome. "Ooooh oh don't please stop stop stop, please?" She babbled. "Do you know what," I said as I deepened my accent, "I'm beginning to think that you really don't want me to stop, in fact if I keep this up, you are going to blow aren't you?" Her body arched again, I attacked her pussy with all the gentle persuasion I could, and the coup de grass? I bit and sucked the other nipple. Volcano time! Moby Dick, thar she blows! She twisted sideways, then the other way, her upper body came almost upright, then flopped down again, her feet spread wide then closed, she shuddered and shuddered. She came right there at my side, I had made my mother cum for the complete stranger that she thought I was. "Argggh, Ooooh, oh, oh, oh Argggh, yes oh hmmmm, yes yes, ugggh, please yes oh god no, Argggh, don't don... hmmmm," then she stayed. She lay there as if she was dead, but thank goodness she wasn't, her heavy breathing told me that. Her mouth was open as she breathed in life giving oxygen. That's when I pressed my mouth to hers, she mumbled in the enclosed gap between us. I suppose she was too weak to try and turn away. I lifted and let her breath again, then kissed her once more, a bit longer this time, then away again, when I kissed her for the 3rd time I held it and she kissed me back, whether she knew she was or not I didn't know, but I revelled in her kissing me in return. I let her recover completely but still let my fingers and hands dance over her luscious body, and she didn't ask me to stop once. I think that part was over now; I believed or rather hoped that she was beginning to accept her position now. I lay down beside her, leaned in took her tight in my arms, it was almost time for my ultimate action, to love and fuck my mother, hoping that when she finally knew who it was she would accept me totally as her forever lover. I spent a long time kissing and caressing her, touching, nipping, poking, slipping and sliding around her, then heart of hearts she began giving back what she could, but being tied and blindfolded as she was it wasn't a lot. The first thing I knew about her desire for the moment was when I felt her nails digging into my upper thigh as I kissed and fondled her. Then as I slowly lowered my lips to hers she sought me out, we connected in a full blown kiss, she moaned into my mouth. "Shall I stop and let you go now Celia; is that what you still want?" Knowing I wasn't going to no matter what she said. She hesitated for a longish time, then said, "To be honest, not particularly, but I would love to know who you are, please?" This made me so happy I nearly jumped off the bed and released her, but I managed to get a hold of myself. "All in good time Celia," I told her, "All in good time." I wasn't doing anything until I had fucked my beautiful mother, and then I decided, we would see. I drifted my prick to her hand that was rubbing my leg; she took hold of it like it was a long lost child, "Oh," she whispered, as she squeezed and rubbed it. I was in danger of cumming right in her soft hand. Pulling myself free she gave a little whimper. I had to taste my mother; I needed to know if the taste I had imagined in my mouth was the one I had built in my mind. I climbed over her in the classic 69, dipped my head and sucked her in after a huge downward lick. Mum rammed her pussy up into my mouth and there it was, that unmistakable smell, the taste of sweet honey nectar, her pussy wrapped around my face like an octopus attacking its prey. And I was the willing captive of her sweet lips. Now it was her in charge of her own situation, although I'm sure she never realised it. I just went with her, whenever she humped up, I adjusted myself to fit, and when she sank down I tipped my head to keep in close contact. Then heaven opened its doors to me, her whole body stiffened, her legs shot out sideways, then closed tight together. She let all the air out of her lungs before gasping a huge breath. Mum then spurted her cum into my mouth which was as if super glued to her hot pussy. Now I was in ecstasy, I couldn't get enough of her in me; I sucked as hard as I could. Her ragged breathing and bodily actions had told me all I would ever need to know, mum was all the way in for this, and she was loving not only what I was doing, but being tied up, my thoughts raced ahead to what might be, bondage etc, with me as the captor, master, lover, and more important soul mate. I let my prick brush her lips, her tongue came out and she licked it, she knew what it was, then she pursed her lips gathered in the head and gave it a slobbering kiss. But I had to pull away I would come in her mouth if I didn't. I turned around after loving her pussy tenderly, sipping the last drops her love pot gave me, kissing it lightly, I wiped my face off on the bed sheets and turned around to face her once more. Her cheeks were flushed red, her lips filled with blood, parted and her small teeth on show. I got over her, she parted her knees because she knew now what was coming, she didn't need the blindfold removed to guess that bit. I kissed her as lovingly and as softly tenderly as I could, I wanted her to know that I was her lover not someone who would ever hurt her, as I lengthened and deepened it she began to return her kiss to me, was she understanding now that I wasn't someone who would deliver pain to her. All I needed to do was gain her trust, but I suppose that wouldn't come until I took off the blindfold? I looked down at my engorged blood red member and drove it in, her knees and legs flew up and over my back. "Oh Jesus, oh my god!" she yelped as I crashed it all the way home in one hit. I had my hands under her shoulders so my grip was tight; my toes were dug into the bed as I charged my prick in and out. I settled into a full on humping, back and forth I sawed my thick log, I wasn't going to last long and I didn't. I shot load after load of hot thick cum into my helpless mother's hot pussy. I remember crying out as the first spurt left me. I was so far up her it's a wonder my hips didn't get in there too. I almost shouted "Oh mum, oh mum," but clamped my mouth shut as the first "Oh," left me. Mum bless her cried with me, she had an orgasm that lifted her head up to fasten her teeth painfully but wonderfully into my shoulder near my neck. "You bastard, you wonderful bastard, I love you." She cried to me between mouthfuls of my flesh. Then without me realising it, she gave me a huge hickey where she bit me. Captured Mother I lay prone on top of the most fantastically beautiful woman on earth and I had just fucked her for the first time in my life, and I was going to do everything in my power to make sure this wouldn't be the last, then I thought, "It won't be the last, you have her all weekend, you can do her when ever you want, you blithering idiot!" Then I laughed to myself. I lifted my kiss from her, and through the blindfold I could feel her looking directly at me. Her hidden eyes seemed to burn right through me, it made me shiver with a kind of anticipation of things to come. I slipped from her and rolled on to my back, but kept and arm over her to let her know it wasn't over, I wasn't finished and neither was she. I suddenly got up from the bed and dashed into the shower to wash and clean myself, the urge to have her suck me off was more than I could bear, but I wanted to be clean too. I was in there only moments, I heard her shout after me. "Where have you gone?" Then I heard an "oh," as I turned on the water, she had guessed. When I returned the sight of her there on her bed all tied up and blindfolded took my breath away once more, her sexy beauty was something that would stay fixed in my mind for the rest of my life. I slid back on gathered her to me, her very presence made my hard on return, how could it not, the woman I had dreamed of for as long as I could remember was mine, well, for now anyway. I started toying with her nipples, they grew back up in no time, I knew for certain now that she was up for this. Her whole demeanour had changed she was amenable, pliable, lithesome and responsive to my touches. In between kissing her I tickled her lips softly with a finger nail making her shiver and nip it in her teeth. 2I think I need to put something in there to stop you nipping me." I told her slyly. "Oh you do do you, and what might that be?" she replied just as slyly. I didn't say anything, I just got over her, knees up past her shoulders and rubbed my hard on over her pouting lips, and pressed slightly. I saw smile spread over her lovely face. "Mmmm just as I thought you randy sod!" Her lips parted, a perfect 'O' appeared and in I went into her personal space. She sucked and licked her lips fitted over my bell end like they had been made just for that purpose, I kneeled forward hands above her head and helped her to suck by lightly pumping my hips up and down, we were in a rhythm in moments. I suddenly realised I was away somewhere, the heat of the moment had got to me, my prick was on fire, super heated, and I was ready to blow, her teeth were clamped over the head of my cock and her suction was pulling me in and I was going down. I gasped to her I was about to cum, expecting her to spit me out but no, she increased the pressure and then I let it go, nothing could stop it, I felt my cum jetting out and into her mouth, I watched as her cheeks swelled then reduced, swell, and reduce 3 or 4 times as I emptied my balls into her. I sat on her for a long time just looking at her, she seemed serene, the cat that had got the cream, and she sure had. Getting off her was difficult; it was as if she had sucked all my strength out through my now limp prick that was still held by her in her mouth. I managed to do it, and then lay at her side. I asked her between heavy breathing if she was okay. "I don't think I have ever felt better baby, ," she whispered, "now TJ take this silly blindfold off me, I want to look at you." I couldn't speak; I must have looked like some sort of clown, lying over my mother, mouth agape. I stuttered and stammered, had she known all along? Had I made a mistake, I couldn't think, but when I did the first thing I thought of was how to get out of the hole I now found myself in. "Come dozy, take it off me, you've had your fun, and to be honest so have I," she giggled. I reached around and felt for the straps and pulled them open, it slid away and there she was, her eyes penetrating mine. "You bad boy TJ," she said softly, "thinking you could even dream of fooling me like that." "Mum," I whispered, stricken with fear, I still didn't understand, so my numbed brain never took in her words, she was okay with it, and I wasn't listening. My mother continued, "but I have to admit I really do love a bad boy, and you are the best bad boy I have ever met, fancy you being into bondage like this, and using me your mother, as your subject?" And she laughed. "Well are you going to kiss me again or what, don't just look at me with your mouth open like that, put it to good use TJ, come on," she demanded, her smile brought me to my senses. I kissed her and I kissed her hard and mum kissed me back in just the same way, utopia! My prick jumped into the game, it grew in rapid time, I was on her and back in her in a heartbeat, and I began a rutting performance of galactic proportions, I gave her every thing I had, I battered her, I held her still and fucked her with such abandon, my knees and feet were rammed into the bed, and I was up on my elbows as I rammed my thick heavy cock in and out at speed. Mum called to me, "oh baby, oh baby, yes TJ yes, go on honey do me, harder baby harder." Her feet were once again locked over my back; her heels were her spurs egging me on the greater heights. This time I went the distance, I lasted forever, but eventually the lava dam in me was beginning to reach boiling point, I fastened my eyes on my mother, her mouth was open, she was gasping just as I was, her face red with her own exertions. Then I came, my prick felt as if it would split, she cried out to me as I shot a load of hot thick cum into her, her hips jammed up at me and she came with me, we both shot load after load at each other as if joined in battle, trying to down the other. As I fell from her I pondered my/our future, what would happen when she came around properly, where would all this leave me? I knew I had made her happy but she was my mother, and I had captured her, and force fucked her, the fact that I had made her cum might not stand me in good stead too much. I watched as she turned to me, she had a small smile on her lips. "I have been waiting for you to do something TJ, but I didn't expect this, not at all, you really have beaten all my expectations by a mile." She said to me. "Mum I'm sorry, I rally didn't think it through, all I could see was you in my mind, telling me yes, please don't be angry with me, please forgive me?" "There's nothing to forgive baby, I love you, and boy do I know you love me too, you have been very explicit in that." "Turn over mum, I'll untie you." "No thank you, I quite like being tied up." "Are you sure mum, really?" I was stunned, she liked it! "Absolutely positive babes, you have me tied up I am totally helpless, you can do what you like to me, I can't stop you, and you can make me do whatever you want, I'm your prisoner after all, aren't I, sir?" Sir? Oh wow, "yes you are, and I'm going to teach you how to please me, okay?" I said in a stern eastern bloc accent. Mum giggled and said, "yes sir I will obey you." "Lets see how much you are willing to learn to obey me slave," I told her in a deep African accent. "Ooooh I like that voice sir, it frightens me." " I am a huge black man that has captured you and is holding you prisoner, close your eyes and see the big black man as he climbs on you and makes you suck his big thick black cock." I ordered her. "Yes sir, yes," her voice was thick with lust. I climbed up and pushed my cock into her mouth, mum sucked it as if her life depended on it. I was hard again in no time. But kneeling there was no good for me, I pulled her up and made her kneel on the floor while I sat on the edge of her bed, "now get sucking that big black weapon." I told her in my African voice, mum gobbled me up. "And later I'm going to fuck you up your ass with it too!" Mum went crazy; my prick practically disappeared down her throat. "Ah so you like the idea of being fucked up your ass do you bitch whore?" I asked her gruffly. Mum nodded her head furiously as she attacked my prick. I pulled my it out quickly, she tried to follow it, but I just said, "you stay right there and don't move until I get back, okay?" "Yes sir," she replied. I went for a walk around the house to cool down. I spent ten minutes twiddling my thumbs trying not to hurry back to her. When I stepped back in front of her, I said. "We are going to have to set some rules here mother, what do you think?" I asked her. "You make the rules TJ and I'll follow them okay?" she smiled at me, "now get that cock of yours back in my mouth, where it belongs, as much as my other holes." We spent the rest of the day in love, I let her go eventually but agreed that whenever one of us wanted to, bondage would be the order of the day, and I fucked her ass that night, I made her believe I was a nasty black man who would use her when ever he wanted, she was mad for it. The following morning I said to her in a sort of a throw away line. "What about us making me a brother or a sister mum?" "Thought you'd never mention it TJ, shall we start right away? Her kiss made me know I had found the true love of my life, and she had too.