Reminisce, then decide

The moral battle rages in your head, and you consider simply leaving the house to find some other piece of fuck-meat to exhaust your arousal and distract yourself from your situation.

It shouldn't be so strange... Plenty of boys first discover their sexuality with their mothers, after all. It begins with simple curiosity and testing of boundaries. Unable to refuse their sons' attentions, mothers do nothing to resist as their advances grow more and more bold, until they take the plunge into adulthood. It's considered a healthy progression, and a normal part of growing up; some parents encourage it, others dread it, but all accept it as a fact of life. Women rarely retain any control over their sons once the hormones start kicking in during puberty - some try to maintain a degree of household dominance, but the majority fail. Once a horny young man learns his mother will simply do as she's told, there's not much she can do to hold him or his raging cock back. You remember some of your childhood friends boasting about taking their overbearing moms down a peg, fucking them into the dirt every time they tried to discipline them.

Your mother was always very plain, however. She never held much interest for you or anybody else. You first discovered your sexuality with the village teacher. You remember with fondness the first time you built up the courage to touch her body, after all the other kids had left for home. She all but ignored you as your shaking hand caressed her ginger locks, her shoulder, the swell of her breast...

In hindsight, your nervousness was unnecessary. The awkward advances of her pupils must have been a commonplace part of her job, but at the time you felt like the bravest, luckiest kid alive. Her ambivalence was intoxicating. It made you feel powerful, and it wasn't long before you came to fully reap the benefits of young virility and uninterrupted access to any woman that took your fancy.

Ah, fuck it.

Your hard on is raging now, and it's going to happen sooner or later. It's still a bit weird that your mom is essentially a young woman again, but you may as well get used to it. You walk into the kitchen, ready to confront the new village slut.