Cought in the Act - Sex Stories

Cought in the Act

He was still dressed in his sl**p wear, jockey shorts and a "T" shirt. He'd heard his mother talking to her in the hall. He was sure they would both go to the store. His mother went every Saturday morning. He was positive she would take her as the two of them had been up late last night. A friend of his mother's was here, visiting for several days. And she was hot ! He was fifteen and tall for his age, almost six feet. He quietly opened his door and listened in the hallway. There wasn't a sound. He opened the door all the way and tip toed down the hall. Across the den and kitchen, he rushed to open the door to the garage. His mother's car was gone. He noted the time as he walked back through the kitchen and den into the hallway. The guest bedroom door was open about six inches. He peeked in and spied her suitcase open on the bed. It appeared that she'd thrown her bra over the edge of the suitcase. He pushed the door open further and moved into the room. His dick was already getting hard in his jockey shorts. He raised the white bra and stared at the cups. These were large titties, he thought. He grabbed his penis and stroked it. Her skimpy under panties lay in the bottom of the suitcase. He dropped the bra and reached for the panties. He slipped his hand down inside his jockey shorts and grabbed his bare cock. She'd been totally silent, sitting on the toilet seat in the bathroom. The bathroom door was fully open and she'd heard him enter the room several minutes ago. She'd ...

... anticipated that he would come sneaking around. The fact that he couldn't take his eyes off her breasts last night had been proof enough. What more would she need but the act itself ? And here he was. Now, if he just wouldn't freak out. She didn't figure he would as bold as he was while taking peeks at her bust. She was wearing just a robe, was naked under it. Her nipples were already getting hard when she rose off the toilet seat. She peeked into the bedroom from around the bathroom door. His jockey shorts were down around his thighs. He was jacking off with her panties. A jolt of lust rushed through her. Her nipples were totally hard and making prominent bumps in her bathrobe. She stepped into the doorway. He froze and slowly looked over at the bathroom door, a sheepish smile on his face. He still had her panties wrapped around his cock, an inch or so sticking out from the fist his hand made. He made no move to hide his cock from her. His bold stare made her quiver. She took a step into the bedroom, pulling the tie from around her waist. Her robe fell open and her tits hung down, large melons of white breast meat with dollar size dark areolae adorning each. The young man's gaze feasted on her breasts and then dropped to her crotch. A large delta of dark pubic hair greeted his gaze, his hand still wrapped around his hard penis. She shrugged the robe off over her shoulders. "Feel them." She moved toward him. He dropped her panties to the carpet and closed the distance. His ...