It was Saturday night and I was stroking my dick slowly and deliberately as my eyes feasted on my mother's naked body. She was sitting in her warm bath attentively washing her arms, her shoulders, her lovely, milky-white saggy breasts, unaware that just a few paces away from her, her son was ogling her through a peep hole in the bathroom wall. Weeks earlier I had drilled the small hole through the wall of my closet which ran parallel to the bathroom.

For several weeks now I had been enjoying these jack-off sessions at my unsuspecting mother's expense. Lust had been burning in me since puberty and now at age 20, I was completely possessed of my desires. I was masturbating 4, 5, even 6 times a day to satiate my young yearnings. Since I was very young, my mother had been the primary focus of my admiration, my lust and my desire. To me she was the ultimate woman; stately, lovely, and sexy....