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Hypersexual Mother

by HeyAll 04/03/12

My mother is the smartest woman I know.

She has a PhD from one of the best medical schools in the country, and she's currently one of the nation's top researchers when it comes to pharmaceutical drugs.

Needless to say, she was thrilled I decided to major in the field of science, particularly in the field of environmental studies. She was so thrilled, that for the past 3 years, she made it a tradition that we would go camping during my Spring break so that we would always remain close despite our busy lives.

Now I'll admit, I've masturbated to my mother plenty of times in my life. At 48 years of age, my mother is a real beauty, with a smart and sassy look to her. She has a stern and serious looking face, but if you really get to know her, you'll know that she's as kind and caring as a person can be.

I've always thought of her as being 'sexless' because of how little she dated throughout the years in favor of a rigorous work schedule. But it wasn't until a recent string of headaches that she had been having prior to our most recent camping trip that I would get to know her a little more intimately...

Hypersexual Mother

I stood in my mom's doorway as she finished packing her things that evening.

"We really don't have to go tomorrow," I told her. "I mean, your health is more important anything else and we could just go in the summer."

"It won't be a problem," she replied with a smile.

She then opened her bag and held out a small medicine container.

"Oh, so you're taking medication for it?"

"It's a brand new pharmaceutical drug we've been developing at the lab to treat migraines. And when I say 'new', I mean it. We've only been testing it for the past two weeks, and so far, our paid volunteers have reported significant progress with it for their conditions. They can't get enough of it. This could really be groundbreaking."

"Sounds great," I replied. "But do you at least want me to drive there? You never know if something might happen and you get a random headache while on the road."

She smiled, "That's sweet of you, but I'll just take an extra tablet before we go. None of the subjects have reported any major side effects, so there shouldn't be any problems tomorrow."

***ARE YOU OKAY?***

My mother was all smiles after the several hour drive the next morning. We found a nice spot on top of a hill, which overlooked the forest and a nearby river, and we set up our campsite.

"God, what a beautiful day," she said happily as she unpacked. "I'm so glad that we've made this our annual tradition during the Spring because it's the perfect time of year for this type of getaway. It's a wonderful change of pace from our busy scheduales isn't it?"

I couldn't help but notice the big smile on her face along with the sparkle in her eyes as she spoke.

"I couldn't agree more. And you seem like you're in a really good mood. No offense, but you're usually tired and grumpy after a long drive," I told her.

"Yeah, well, I had a good night's sleep and a hot cup of coffee this morning. So what do you say finish setting up our tents, and then afterwards, we could start grilling dinner. I've got some really good food packed along with some marshmallows and chocolate for...."

She abruptly stopped mid-sentence with her face suddenly looking flush and her body becoming stiff.

"I...uh...I need to use the ladies room..."

"Are you okay?" I asked, concerned over how startled she looked.

"I'm fine, I just need a quick bathroom break...uh...women's issues..."

Thinking fast, I replied, "How about we just use those bushes down the hill for our bathroom this time? It looks like the most private spot around this place."

"Okay...uh...gather up some branches for us to make a fire and promise me you won't look in my direction," she said, almost in a state of panic.

"Sure, of course," I replied

"I'll be right back..."

As soon as those words escaped her lips, she turned around to grab a roll or toilet paper, and in a flash she headed down the small slope towards the bushes.

I did as I was asked and gathered up branches for the fire. But at the same time, I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to see my mother's bare body parts for the very first time. And unlike our previous trips, our bathroom area this time was fairly close by and on the bottom of a hill, where someone could be easily seen.

I took my chances. After quickly throwing the branches down and grabbing my binoculars, I slowly made my way towards the edge of the hill to peak down in her direction. And what I saw left me speechless...

My mother was crouched down behind a bush. Her pants were around her ankles. But what caught me be complete surprise was that I could see her right arm moving at a furious pace, with her hand seemingly at the direction her crotch. One look through my binoculars confirmed my suspicion; she was masturbating!!!

It was a surreal sight. My intelligent and sophisticated mother was pleasuring herself in the open forest. What the hell had gotten in to her? Whatever the case, I found myself becoming hard as a rock.

But if the sight of my mother masturbating wasn't hot enough, I was soon able to see trickles of fluids gushing out from between her legs as she squirted (and I couldn't help but think of how glad I was that she was willing to pay top dollar for an expensive pair of high quality binoculars for me).

She quickly finished up, wiping herself with toilet paper, before pulling up her pants to head back to our campsite as if nothing was out of the ordinary. And when she came back, I tried my best to act casual as well.

The only thing I knew for sure was that I had to see more, and soon.

***DO YOU NEED HELP?***

My mother wasn't around the campsite when I woke up early the next morning. She wasn't around our camp area, and she wasn't around our designated bathroom area either.

I got up and looked for her. And it didn't take long for me to finally see my mother from afar; she down the hill where the river was, crouched down like she was the day before, masturbating on the shallow end of the water. I immediately became erect and grabbed my binoculars to watch her once again.

She was wearing only her t-shirt and was naked from the waist down like before as she pleasured herself. Her shorts were on the dry surface near the river, right next to her sandals. But before I could take out my erection to masturbate, she got out of the water, bare bottomed, and got dressed.

***

"You're up early this morning," she said as she came back to our little camping area, looking nervous and unsure if I saw her or not.

"Yeah, well I was so tired last night that I feel asleep once I hit the sack," I replied.

She smiled, "Same with me. I woke up early and I needed a little fresh water to freshen up."

"Well what you did down there really did look refreshing."

We both paused for a moment after realizing what I had just carelessly blurted out.

"So...you saw me?" my mother asked nervously.

"No. That's not what I meant. I meant that you look refreshed after..."

"Just admit it. Did you see me? It's starting to become obvious that you did," she replied sternly.

"Fine. I saw what you were doing down there."

"Just what I needed," she sighed sarcastically. "I can't believe this is even happening right now. And just so you know, that wasn't me doing what you saw."

"It's okay mom. You don't have to worry about me judging you for that. You're a woman with needs, just like everyone else," I said to her to try and calm her down.

"You don't understand. It was me, but I wasn't myself. I'm SURE that it's the chemicals in the medication I've been taking that's been affecting my hormone levels lately. That's the only explanation for my hyperactive behavior these past twenty-four hours. No wonder our patients have been so enthusiastic over this drug. They must have been using it as a stimulant and they didn't even bother tell us. Those bastards."

My mother looked like she was in a state of deep-thought as she was saying this, as if she was having an epiphany speaking about her recent sexual behavior.

"Well, do you need help at all?" I asked innocently.

"Excuse me? Did I just hear that right?"

"I saw you yesterday behind the bushes as well, and you're obviously suffering. And I've always had the feeling that you've wanted me to follow in your footsteps in the medical field, so why not learn from one of the best first hand? Just think of it as a lesson in human biology."

She raised her eyebrows, "You know, if you ever plan on switching majors, you should try law. You've always had some mouth on you."

"Thanks I guess. But I'm being serious here. You're starting to look exhausted from everything you've been going through, and I'm sure you need someone to look after you. So since it's just us here, I wouldn't mind providing assistance for whatever you need."

She paused and gave me that 'motherly look', just staring at me, thinking, and giving me a look as if she wanted to scold me.

"I suppose it would be a lot better than having to run up and down that damn hill for my privacy. Both of my hands are starting to get sore as well. And this technically is a medical emergency on my part," she said reluctantly.

"Does that mean you need my help?" I asked.

She gave another long pause, "Just as long as you PROMISE to be mature about this, and that this will be our secret."

"Of course mom, I promise."

"Good. Because I'm starting to feel that burning sensation between my legs and I may need assistance. Wait here a second..."

I held in my excitement as my mother went inside her tent and came out with a fresh towel. She unfolded it and spread it across the ground.

"Remember, you promise to be mature about this right?" she asked sternly.

"You know I'm always mature about these things."

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