Loving Moms: Private Eyes CH01 - Sex Stories

Loving Moms: Private Eyes CH01

... what I might see? I couldn't help it. Being able to see inside the room had gotten the better of me. I heard soft moans coming from inside as I moved closer to take a peek.

Cautiously, I eased my head next to the crack. With my right eye centered over it, I noticed the room was darker than the hallway. But after my eyes adjusted, I could make out my mother lying on her back with her eyes closed. Her hand was tucked between her legs and vigorously moving under the covers.

Fuck, she's masturbating! I stood there, mesmerized by the magnificent sight before me.

Her light whimpers filled my ears with wicked thoughts. I couldn't deny the sexy urge that built—rubbing my hand over my stiff wood.

"Mmm. Mmm. Ohh..." she so softly expressed as her legs quivered under the sheets.

My hand encompassed my cock, and I tried to match her masturbating tempo.

Faster and faster we both went. This was the most thrilling thing that I'd ever experienced in my life, and it was bringing me to climax in recorded time.

I felt my legs weaken. My sperm raced up my swollen shaft. Enjoying the pleasure, I close my eyes and softly grunt.

When my eyes opened, they were greeted by my mother's looking back at me. I was horrified and stopped stroking.

Fuck, I'm so dead.

However, that notion quickly left my mind. My mother never stopped playing with herself. With our eyes glued to each other, I heard her let out a long, low moan. That put me at ease. Slowly, I started to stroke ...

... myself until I had built my rhythm back up to hers.

"Mmm. Mmm. Mmm." Mom's moans got louder, and her legs spread wider under the covers.

I grunted louder also as my cum reached my bubblehead.

Then it hit—the first wave of bliss. I had to rest a hand on the doorjamb. I knew I would blow any second, as would Mom. I watched as her body stiffened. She was huffing with both her hands rubbing wildly over her pussy.

"FFFFucckkkk!!" I groaned as my cum shot outward. Hitting the wall and floor in the hallway. At the same time, I saw how Mom's body thrashed under the sheets.

It was incredible. I never came so hard and didn't think it would ever stop. I could hear my mother making all kinds of sounds. Sounds I had never heard before but relished in their tone as we came down from our sexual high.

With my breath racing, I tried to wipe the cum off the wall with my hand before scampering back to my bedroom.

As I lay in bed, I couldn't help but wonder what would happen the next day. Would she be upset with me for intruding on her privacy? Would she confront me about jerking off in the hallway once again? I didn't know. But felt whatever would happen was worth it.

However, nothing happened. In fact, she only smiled when she said, "Good morning, honey."

"Morning, Mom," I responded.

I was shocked by her pleasantness, but knew I wouldn't question her as to why.

Instead, I thought,What we did must have affected her.

I know it affected me. So much so that after ...