Mommy's Love Denied 4 - Sex Stories

Mommy's Love Denied 4

... wonderful big ass! "OOOOOoooh! AAAhh! AAAAAahhhhh!" Mom squealed more loud. Her ass bounced and her fingers rubbed harder, faster and more frantic against her pussy. I was in awe and wonder. Her womanly sounds of pleasure sounded so wonderful. She was really having a good time. I pulled my cock within my pajama pants and pleasured myself to her sounds. I wondered if Ryan was masturbating too? My mother was about to reach climax, I could feel it. Her moaning got more loud and the sheets made more frantic wiggles and twirls between her asscrack and pussy. Then mom suddered and shook in delight like she was being electrified. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" She bellowed out, her buttocks thrashed itself around. Clear water awkwardly sprayed from the sheets and towards the door Ryan was peeking through. I spasmed and convulsed silently as I orgasmed within my PJ's. Hearing her squeal and express herself that way was so amazing. I had seen ladies do it in porno movies; but seeing my mother do it was a whole other level or eroticism. The shadowy figure standing within the en-suite door slowly backed away from vision and disapeared. I decided I would retreat to my room as well. The last thing I needed was Ryan catching me and finding out I jerk-off over my own mother. I swiftly creeped away and went back to my room. I closed the door slowly then ran and jumped into bed. I heard the light footsteps of Ryan returning to the lounge room. I heard him snicker as he walked past my door. I laid in ...

... my room for another half-hour and couldn't sleep. Knowing my mother was asleep, I decided to open my door and walk out towards the lounge room. I saw Ryan laying on the carpet with his hands a fingers twiddling with the analog stick on my video-game controller. He turned and looked at me. "YOUR suppose to be in your room," Ryan said. I just looked at him with the most homicidal glare. He just laughed at me and turned back towards the television playing my game. I took a couple of steps closer to him. "Why do you have these faggy games for?" Ryan started to banter, "Where are your first-person-shooters?" "I know you were peaking on my mom," I said intantly, taking a couple more steps towards the sofa. Ryan said nothing for a while; but paused the game. "Yeah," Ryan began, " I needed to go poop; so I walked into the hallway and I heard your mom making these strange noises. I looked inside and she was....she was....what was she doing exactly?" "None of your business!" I scorned. "Tell me," Ryan said, "Or I'll tell my dad that your mom was doing weird sexy things." "Your dad would slap you on the head for being such a creepy perv!" I gave in, "She was masturbating you idiot! That was her private time!" "Mas-tur-bat-ing?" Ryan said scratching his head, "Private time? Like going to the toilet?" I rolled my eyes, "I'm not telling you about it! Go ask your older brother or something!" "OK," Ryan shrugged, "Or I could just look it up on the internet," Ryan's dad arrived half-an-hour ...