Elizabeth, widow who suffers from sexual conceptual neglect and her adopted son Chase who discovers it

Growing up I never really fit in with my family and their upper class attitudes. Elizabeth and William had adopted me when they could not conceive a second child, apparently my mother had passed during my birth and their were no records of my father. They had wanted another child to parade around society, someone who fit in. Unfortunately I was by nature an outsider, I didn’t care for partying, or being in the popular crowd, you could definitely call me a nerd, god knows my sister and her friends did every chance they got. My parents were content then to leave me to my own devices and while they weren’t overly proud of me, they still loved me in their own way and still cared for me. William had passed when I was just starting high school and while it stung at the time, the pain had faded since and I was ready to finish high school, past my 18th birthday and ready to find my own way in the world. What I didn’t expect was what would happen next.

Elizabeth walked straight into my room, I had porn on and was taking some me time with cock in hand. The surprise was enough that I jerked my head around pulling the headphones out of their plug so that the sounds came streaming out of my speakers instead.

"What is all this mess? I can't believe you haven't cleaned your room yet!"

“I...uhhhh...whaaaa…”

The sounds of some teenage porn star moaning out while getting pounded filled the air and my mother hadn’t seemed to notice at all.

" You know you're supposed to keep your space clean and organised. How are you going to find anything in here?"

I fumbled for the mouse trying to get the sounds of the porn I was watching to stop, my face now flushing red with embarrassment at having been caught jerking off.

“Don't try to distracting yourself with that video game while you're supposed to be cleaning.”

Could she not hear or see what was happening on my computer? I had finally managed to pause and minimise the tab that had been open but surely she didn’t miss it when she came in? Not to mention my cock was still hanging out which I quickly rectified before that too was obvious.

“Can I do it later mum?”

"Later? No, you'll clean it up now. And don't just shove everything under the bed or in the closet. I want this room to be spotless."

“Fine, I’ll get started on it now.

“Good. And don't let it get this bad again. Your room is a reflection of your responsibility and discipline. I expect better from you."

“Yes mum, of course.”

As I clean my room, I try to be as quick as possible lest I suffer the wrath of Elizabeth again. Clothes went in the laundry hamper, books and comics on the shelf above my computer. Whilst cleaning I couldn’t help but feel confused as to why Elizabeth just ignored the porn blaring for a good thirty seconds when she came in and she even called it a video game. I straighten up my bed and a quick tidy of my desk finishes the job, none the wiser as to what had just happened assuming that she had just ignored it out of some feeble attempt as to not cause an embarrassing scene between them.

I make my way downstairs as I know that dinner will be ready soon, we may not be super close but I know mum still cares about me and her not bring up that her 18 year old son was watching porn was a god send. She is in the kitchen flitting about and singing to herself, I clear my throat and thank her.

“Thank you mum for not making that weird.”

Her face contorts into one of confusion which makes me a little confused.

“What do you mean Chase?”

“You know, upstairs, on my computer?”

“Oh, you’re a little old to still be into computer games but it’s okay to blow of some steam. Just make sure to be on top of your responsibilities beforehand okay?”

“I wasn’t playing a game mum, you know the P-O-R-N that was playing.”

“Is that some new movie?”

Was she really not getting this, she had to know what porn was right?

“No, there was a fucking slut getting plowed on my monitor.”

“Now, there will be none of that f-word foul language under this roof while you are still living here.”

“Is that all you really had a problem with? Not the porn, not the word slut?”

“No, why would I, is that a part of the game you were playing? It looked like you were playing intensely with the joystick when I came in.”

Joystick? Was she still being coy and avoiding the topic or did she just really think that’s what she saw? I had to try something and pulled out his phone, bring up another video from the same site I had been browsing before and going for broke. I had to know.

“Hey mum, can you just have a look at this for me for a second?”

“Sure thing”

The scene unfolds on screen with yet another young porn star stripping off her clothes and riding her male partner in the cowboy position.

“Is this some exercise that you’re thinking of doing? Are you starting to look after yourself after so much time in front of your computer?”

I had to check the screen more closely to make sure we were looking at the same thing, yep, up and down, up and down riding the cock while her tits bounced to the rhythm.

“You don’t see anything wrong with this video?”

“No..why would I, squats are a good way to build strength in your legs and lower abdomen and can be good for your mental health as well.”

Okay, now I was convinced that she was going crazy. If she didn’t see it on the screen and from what she said about a “joystick” before, how would she react if I just whipped my dick out right now? So I did, just dropped pants with my dick just hanging out for the world to see. My mother just turned away and went about continuing to cook dinner like nothing weird just happened. I was in a bit of shock at the whole situation and for a brief second considered that I was dreaming and asleep. I wasn’t sure what was happening but wanted to push it further so I removed the rest of my clothes and walked right up to my mother. I then just did it, I grabbed my dick and started stroking while she just stood there. It’s not long before my cock is fully hard and I get into a rhythm building up a bit of a sweat.

“Hey mum, can you watch me for a sec? I’m trying out a new exercise and I want to make sure I’m doing it correctly.”

Mum turns from the chopping board, apparently completely oblivious to the fact that I am naked. She looks down intently.

“Sure thing, show me what you’ve got.”

I keep pounding away at me meat as her head tilts from side to side watching on. I didn’t expect to be as turned on as I was from my mother watching me jerk off, even if she didn’t seem to see it that way. Almost breaking me from a spell she spoke up.

“Try to keep your chest up and your core engaged while you’re focusing on your arm muscles.”

I try and do as she says standing up straighter while masturbating and she smiles back at me.

“That’s the way Chase. Now you shouldn’t just work out your right arm, you’ll need to work on your left arm as well with that tool. Her let me grab it for you while you switch hands.”

Without warning she grabs my dick and just holds it, my left arm just moves by itself and I get going with that arm with the same motion as before, just masturbating for my mother.

“Now Chase, I really should finish off making dinner, do you think you can finish without me?”

“Ahh, yes, of course mum.”

I didn’t last too long after that and before I knew it my cum was spurting out in arcs directly onto my mother’s dress, yet another thing she didn’t seem to notice. I left to return to my room with a million questions about what the fuck was going on.