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By Mesquake
A story of how I started and continued watching my mom with a hidden cam. I am starting to suspect she knows more than I thought…
At the beginning of 2024, my dad got a job in Canada, which led to me living alone with my mom for most of the year. I think it was around this point that my infatuation with her began. For the context I’m sixteen and she is in her mid thirties. Short, I’d say 5’5, curvy, with nice, perky breasts, smooth, plump ass and black hair going down to her neck.
It started in the summer. We live in a pretty secluded home with essentially no neighbors, so she didn’t have any problem going around in just her underwear. It was hot after all. I hated it. Every dinner together was a test of not looking at her boobs. Every time she bent to get something from a bottom drawer would result in half an hour of having to conceal my boner. Worse yet, she insisted on continuing our family tradition of watching a movie on Friday and Saturday evenings. So twice a week I would have to sit next to her for prolonged periods of time and her night dress sure as hell wasn’t helping. It was one of those thin, white ones, which made it impossible not to see her nipples poking through.
One night I think she drank one too many drinks and fell asleep on my lap. Having her so close to me, with her tits ALMOST on display was the final push. At that point I was fighting every animalistic instinct in my body. Don’t touch her, don’t touch her, don’t touch her…! I couldn’t help it – whether I wanted it or not the urge to fuck my own mother was indisputably there.
But I couldn’t just do it, could I? Every bit of common sense was telling me that this is a bad idea. I had to find an alternative.
The idea of a hidden camera came to me naturally. One in the bathroom, yes, that should satisfy me for the time being. When my mom was at work I would use my free time and scour the room for a place to hide it. Cut to the chase – what ended up working was a laundry basket. It was in the corner, with holes big enough for the camera to see through them but small enough to not really be visible. I found that I wouldn’t even need to buy a camera; my phone, when positioned right, would do the trick.
The fateful night came and I finally decided to do it. I placed my phone in the basket, covered it with clothes and left it rolling. I watched from my room as my mom entered the bathroom and waited impatiently. My heart was racing. What if she finds out? I waited for almost half an hour until she was finally out. I scanned her face for any signs of worry but to my relief didn’t find any. She looked at me, wished me goodnight and closed the door to her bedroom. As soon as she did I sprinted to get my phone. I opened the basket and pulled it out. I laid in my bed for a while, just bracing myself to hit play.
It worked.
I saw it all. First her taking her shirt off, then slowly undoing her bra and pulling down her panties. Her nude body was as sexy as I imagined and more. I watched her get in the shower, running her hands through her pussy, caressing her breasts, sticking her ass towards the camera. I saw her lifting her leg, rubbing the showerhead against her cunt and massaging her clit. When she got out she sat at the edge of the bathtub and put some oil on her hands. She ran her hands up her legs. First her calves, her thighs and then suddenly, with a short, precise movement she ran two fingers inside her, then three, then four. For a few minutes I watched in amazement as she pleasured herself to completion. She ended with a few shakes, sighed a little and disappeared off frame.
It was a long night for me. I must have come at least five times replaying that one video.
And so I continued. I kept hiding the phone in the basket and recording her, each time finding something new to get off to. It didn’t always work – sometimes the phone fell over, sometimes it was out of memory, but I persisted. Soon my private folder turned into a gigabyte, then five, then seven. It was a real goldmine.
She always masturbated. Every day. Sometimes in the shower, sometimes after. Sometimes she did it before, in her panties, which later made for a great masturbatory tool for me. One time I’ve seen her do it with a shampoo bottle. Another time she did it with a hairspray can. I found out she keeps a small vibrator in an empty bleach jug. I would clean it after her, of course making sure to always carefully put it back in its place.
Obviously with each time I did it a chance of her finding out grew… until it finally happened.
That night she got out of the shower quicker than usual and gave me a weird look. Kind of an awkward, uncertain smile. She hurried to her room and closed the door. Confused I went inside the bathroom and retrieved the phone from underneath all the clothes. Going into my room I felt stress, which I haven’t felt since the first time doing it.
The video started normally. The classic routine of taking her clothes off, looking at herself in the mirror for a while, gently squeezing her boobs and going into the shower. She was in the process of running her hand between her butt cheeks when she suddenly turned her head, looking straight into the camera. I flinched watching that. What happened? Did she see it? How’d she see it? No, she couldn’t have, unless… I checked the phone and froze at the now obvious culprit. I usually turn the notifications off when I do it. I turn off the internet, the sound, everything. I forgot to do it that night. And there it was – a low battery notification. It must have made a sound in there.
Now thoroughly stressed out I continued watching. She got out of the shower and looked at the basket. With slow, careful steps she got closer; so close in fact that I could only see her legs. I heard the lid of the basket opening, but the camera didn’t move. Did she see it? The lid closed and a few minutes later I heard the door opening and saw the bathroom lights turning off.
That night was long for a completely different reason. I laid in bed just listening to any sound. At around midnight I heard her going back to the bathroom. She stayed there for a while. The only thought in my head was “I’m screwed” repeated ad infinitum.
It was a Wednesday. She would be going to work at 9AM, so I sluggishly got down for breakfast. I could have just not come. I could have just pretended I was asleep until she leaves, but decided against it. We always eat together and I always say goodbye to her before she goes. It would be more suspicious if I didn’t. She was sitting in the kitchen waiting for me.
“How was your night?” she started with a weird smile.
“It was alright…” I answered carefully. “How about you?”
“Good actually,” she took a sip of tea. Now I was confused. She did not seem stressed, she wasn’t trying to confront me, nothing. Did she actually not know? Maybe I was imagining things.
“I’m taking a paid leave tomorrow and for the rest of the week, so we’ll have some time for ourselves,” she was looking down her teacup, still smiling. I inhaled deeply. “I’ll be coming back pretty late today though,” she stood up and walked towards the door. “You have fun in here.”
As I walked to say goodbye to her with seemingly no warning she pulled me closer, pressed her breasts against me and quickly kissed me on the cheek. She waved at me and got into the car. I stood at the door for a long time before stumbling back into the kitchen. What was that? She NEVER did that before.
I ran back to the bathroom and opened the basket. It was empty, save for one item – a pair of black, lace panties. White stains covered the inside of them. I picked them up and put them closer to my face. They were still wet and the smell they produced… It was overwhelmingly strong and fresh. It actually made my head spin. Before I could even consciously notice, my hand was already on my crotch. With them in hand I waited for her return.
It was 8PM when I heard the garage door opening. I threw the panties back in the basket and went downstairs. She was squatting in the hallway, taking her shoes off. I could clearly see underneath her skirt.
“Sorry I’m so late,” she smiled at me. “I had to do a few things. But now I’m free for the rest of the week.”
“Cool,” I said as naturally as I could muster. “So, any plans for tonight.”
“Well, we could watch a movie,” she put a finger to her lips. “Let me just take a quick shower and we can pick something.”
My breathing got heavier. Was she actually playing along? No, that’s impossible. That’d be way too lucky. It was probably all in my head. Mothers kiss their kids on the cheek all the time, right? And I know she masturbates. Her leaving it there was no proof for anything. It could have all been a coincidence. As long as I wasn’t a hundred percent sure I should not be doing anything stupid.
“Unless you want to go first,” she said, completely derailing my train of thoughts.
“Umm… Sure,” I blurted out and took a step up the stairs.
“Hold on,” I’ve heard behind me. She reached out to the top of the cupboard. “Don’t leave your phone around like that.”
I went a little pale. Without a word I took it from her hands. I sat around in the bathroom for a long while debating on what to do and probably to your disappointment ultimately I chickened out. As long as there was even a chance of this not working I could not risk it.
When she finally entered the bathroom I heard her opening the basket and not closing it for a long while. When she exited her face was nowhere near as excited as before.
We ended up watching Paranormal Activity, which honestly seems about as on the nose as it gets. Again she fell asleep on my lap, scratching her head against my cock.
I’m sorry about the unsatisfying conclusion, but that brings me to the point of writing this. Next week she is taking another paid leave and I need a second opinion. Am I crazy? Am I just too horny? We’re on good terms and I would hate to screw it up. If circumstances call for it I’ll keep you updated.
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By Mesquake
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