Mom masturbating story
This is a true story of a time I watched my mom masturbating while dad was away.
One night, I was suppose to be staying the night at my friend's house, but he got sick, so I walked home.
When I got there, I noticed all the lights were off, expect the one in mom's room.
I crept up to her door and peeked in. She was not in there, but I could hear her moving around in her bathroom. I loved spying on her whenever she was showering and apparently she had just finished taking a bubble bath as I could her water rushing down the drain.
After a few minutes, she came out of her bathroom into her bedroom completely naked with only a white towel around her head. My mother was always pretty modest and never wore anything too revealing out in public but had a very hot sex life with dad.
She walked over to her night stand and grabbed a bottle of lotion, and then sat down at the edge of the bed facing sideways to me. I got a good view of her full breasts, toned tummy and a her thick bush peaked out from the top of her thighs. She began rubbing the lotion onto her shoulders and then onto her freckled-covered breasts.
Her breasts were amazing. They were were very round, not saggy at all. Her aeroals where big, probably the same circumference of a quarter. They were light pink in color, not much darker than the flesh that surrounded them. Her nipples were hard and poked out like little pencil erasers as she massaged the lotion into her chest. I know I shouldn't of watched, but I was a young man and curiosity got the best of me.
After her breasts, she applied lotion to the rest of her body, though she seemed to deliberately work around her vagina and her legs. Then she scooted back onto the bed and got into a birthing position with her legs spread wide. Mom had a thick black bush that spread from thigh to thigh. She had big labias that were spread open like a flower. Her pussy lips were swollen and rather large. She spread herself wide open with her index and ring finger, and used her middle finger to rub up and down her clit. She was wet, real wet. Her juice flowed out of her pussy, down her hairy asshole.
It was very sensual and I began to sweat and shake violently. As she slowly worked her finger up and down her slit, she would randomly slid it into her tight pussy and let out deep moans.
"Mmmmmm, oh yes, ooooohhhhh, yessss...."
She slowly worked her dripping pussy and every time she neared orgasm she would lift her middle finger from her slit, just rubbing her index and ring fingers up and down her labias, allowing herself to stay right on the edge of orgasm.
The light was dim in her room adding to the intensity of the moment. I began to grip my throbbing penis and stroke it and could feel precum dripping from the tip.
You could hear how wet see was as she slid her finger up and down her slit. After about 10 cycles of this, she would slid in finger deep into her hole 3 or 4 times, and then pull it out dripping in her juices.... then she would go back to rubbing her slit and using her other hand to stimulate her nipples.
She rubbed her pussy like this for a good 20 minutes, nice and slow. Her breathing started becoming heavier, and she was starting to thrust her hips up and down. She took four fingers and started furiously rubbing her clit with a good amount of down force. With a loud moan she began to have a series of orgasms.
At this point I wanted to jerk off so bad. Luckily, she laid there for a minute or two to catch her breath, and then walked back into the bathroom. I tipped toed back into the living room and turned on the TV.
When mom back out of the bathroom, she came into the living room and asked how long I had been home. I said that I just walked in a minute or two ago. She said "oh, okay."
Nothing was ever said about it again, but I always wonder if she knew I saw her. Over the next few years I made it my mission to voyeur her as much as possible. Seems like she loved masturbating as much as I loved watching her do it.
One night, I was suppose to be staying the night at my friend's house, but he got sick, so I walked home.
When I got there, I noticed all the lights were off, expect the one in mom's room.
I crept up to her door and peeked in. She was not in there, but I could hear her moving around in her bathroom. I loved spying on her whenever she was showering and apparently she had just finished taking a bubble bath as I could her water rushing down the drain.
After a few minutes, she came out of her bathroom into her bedroom completely naked with only a white towel around her head. My mother was always pretty modest and never wore anything too revealing out in public but had a very hot sex life with dad.
She walked over to her night stand and grabbed a bottle of lotion, and then sat down at the edge of the bed facing sideways to me. I got a good view of her full breasts, toned tummy and a her thick bush peaked out from the top of her thighs. She began rubbing the lotion onto her shoulders and then onto her freckled-covered breasts.
Her breasts were amazing. They were were very round, not saggy at all. Her aeroals where big, probably the same circumference of a quarter. They were light pink in color, not much darker than the flesh that surrounded them. Her nipples were hard and poked out like little pencil erasers as she massaged the lotion into her chest. I know I shouldn't of watched, but I was a young man and curiosity got the best of me.
After her breasts, she applied lotion to the rest of her body, though she seemed to deliberately work around her vagina and her legs. Then she scooted back onto the bed and got into a birthing position with her legs spread wide. Mom had a thick black bush that spread from thigh to thigh. She had big labias that were spread open like a flower. Her pussy lips were swollen and rather large. She spread herself wide open with her index and ring finger, and used her middle finger to rub up and down her clit. She was wet, real wet. Her juice flowed out of her pussy, down her hairy asshole.
It was very sensual and I began to sweat and shake violently. As she slowly worked her finger up and down her slit, she would randomly slid it into her tight pussy and let out deep moans.
"Mmmmmm, oh yes, ooooohhhhh, yessss...."
She slowly worked her dripping pussy and every time she neared orgasm she would lift her middle finger from her slit, just rubbing her index and ring fingers up and down her labias, allowing herself to stay right on the edge of orgasm.
The light was dim in her room adding to the intensity of the moment. I began to grip my throbbing penis and stroke it and could feel precum dripping from the tip.
You could hear how wet see was as she slid her finger up and down her slit. After about 10 cycles of this, she would slid in finger deep into her hole 3 or 4 times, and then pull it out dripping in her juices.... then she would go back to rubbing her slit and using her other hand to stimulate her nipples.
She rubbed her pussy like this for a good 20 minutes, nice and slow. Her breathing started becoming heavier, and she was starting to thrust her hips up and down. She took four fingers and started furiously rubbing her clit with a good amount of down force. With a loud moan she began to have a series of orgasms.
At this point I wanted to jerk off so bad. Luckily, she laid there for a minute or two to catch her breath, and then walked back into the bathroom. I tipped toed back into the living room and turned on the TV.
When mom back out of the bathroom, she came into the living room and asked how long I had been home. I said that I just walked in a minute or two ago. She said "oh, okay."
Nothing was ever said about it again, but I always wonder if she knew I saw her. Over the next few years I made it my mission to voyeur her as much as possible. Seems like she loved masturbating as much as I loved watching her do it.
5 years ago
my mom found my dirty magazines that were NOT my dad's - wonder what she thought of her boy after all that