MOM HANDGAGGED BY HER SON. SON CLAMPS HAND OVER MOM'S MOUTH.

Being a member of the "idle rich" isn't all it's cracked up to be. The weather turns shitty and cold for us as it does for you. We get bored when we run out of things to do just as you do. The only difference is we don't have to work so we have a lot more time to come up with things to do. This is the story of one of those days when the weather kept us indoors and the clock just had too much time on it. "Honey, you didn't tell me you had these kinds of DVD's in the house", Mother said. I looked up from the 60 inch high definition television in my bedroom to see my Mother standing in the doorway holding some of my "bondage" DVD's in her hand. "Oh shit, I'm sorry Mother. I didn't mean to leave those out". Mother sat on the edge of my bed. "What did I tell you about using words like that, Honey", she asked. I knew what was coming next; one of Mother's famous "gag" time outs. A second later, my Mother slid her hand over my mouth and held it tight. "If you are not going to speak clean then you will not speak at all for a minute or so. This will give you time to reflect on your mistake", Mother said as she used her hand to gag my mouth once again. Let me explain. While my sisters and I were growing up, Mother would insist that we not use certain words that she didn't like. The list was just the usual swear words that any kid in any mall uses on a regular basis. But when we slipped up and used them, Mothers solution was to put her hand over our mouths for a minute or so while we contemplated our mistake. On one hand, my sisters Cynthia, Pamela and I were VERY careful not to use the forbidden words in Mother's presence. On the other hand, as a result of mother clamping her hand over our mouths on a regular basis, my sisters and I had now reached our early 20's with a serious "hand over mouth" fetish. Every boy my sisters dated had to cover their mouths before sex could begin. Every girl I ever went with including my ex-wife had to cover my mouth before I could get erect. I had the handgag fetish even worse than my sisters did. I had to handgag every girl I dated. When no one was around, my sisters and I would handgag each other. And on this day, when I saw my own Mother standing in the doorway of my bedroom, dressed in the bright yellow one piece swimsuit that she usually wears during her excercise sessions, I suddenly felt the need to be handgagged. If I describe my Mother perhaps you will be more understanding. She is in her early 40's, with long blond hair, a 36-C bust, a 24 inch waist and she has beautiful legs. (Another fetish of mine.) All I had to do was say "SHIT" and in a flash, Mother's slender hand was across my mouth, just where I wanted it. The 40 year old Mother covering the mouth of her 22 year old Son. What Mother didn't know was that today the tables would turn. As she took her hand from my mouth, I asked her, "Mother, did you ever think of what it would be like if I were to put MY hand over YOUR mouth for a change"? She laughed as she stood up and turned to go. "Don't be silly", she said with a smile as she looked at me over her shoulder. I ran ahead of her and closed and locked my bedroom door cutting off my Mother's exit. I used one arm to circle her waist and pull her tightly against me. I used the other hand to tightly clamp over Mother's mouth. My little finger was beneath her little button nose and my thumb was under her dimpled chin and my palm was pressed across her beautiful lips. Her beautiful eyes went wide with surprise. Her breath felt wonderful on my little finger. My thumb felt her chin move as she tried to talk. I moved us over to the bed and we both sat down on it. "I just thought you should be the one handgagged for once, Mother". I felt her relax as I held onto her swimsuit clad body. I slowly released my hand's vice-like grip on my Mother's mouth. "I-I didn't realize you felt that way. I must say that it does feel somewhat "interesting" to have YOUR hand over MY mouth", Mother said as she licked her lips. "Would you like things to get 'interesting' again, Mother", I asked. As soon as she said, "yes", my hand was once again over her mouth as we began the first of what would be many marathon handgagging sessions, sometimes her hand over my mouth and sometimes my hand over her mouth. ( TO BE CONTINUED. )
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