Loving Moms: Private Eyes CH02 - Sex Stories

Loving Moms: Private Eyes CH02

I awoke that morning and recalled how the previous night unfolded. In my mind's eye, I replayed my mother whimpering, "Oh... Fuck Travis. I'm going to cum! You're making mommy cum!" whilst I finger fucked her.

I immediately went stiff, picturing how my digits caused her hips to thrust forward and back.

With my dick now in my hand, I closed my eyes and jerked off to those forbidden images of what we both mischievously had done in my father's presence.

In short order. I was once again cumming hard to those incestual images and wondered if, by chance, my mother was still excited about last night as much as I was.

Hoping for the best, I hopped out of bed, dressed, and went to the kitchen.

However, breakfast was pretty much uneventful except for the occasional glance we gave one another, along with one of Mom's quick, devious smiles.

Even school that day seemed to drag along, allowing me to ponder over everything and thought.Maybe getting her to take more risks would solve my problem with her being so hesitant to take things further.

But then, remember how she made me promise to keep asking girls out? I knew I had to address that issue as well. So when I got home and found Mom cleaning, I lied, "Hey, Mom. I tried asking another girl out today."

"You did? How did it go?"

"Not so good. She laughed at me." I replied and put on a pretend pout.

Mom walked up to me and hugged me as she replied, "I'm sorry, Travis. I'm sure one will say yes."

I held her ...

... back as I felt her globes pushing into my chest. I so badly wanted to take hold of her firm ass and thrust forward. But resisted the urge and pulled away.

"I'm sure you're right, Mom. But at least until one does, I still have you."

Mom smirked, "Yes. I guess you do."

I quickly replied, "And what happened last night was incredible."

"So you enjoyed being impetuous?"

"Enjoyed it? It was the hottest, sexiest thing in the world. I can't believe you drugged Dad like that."

Mom tilted her head to one side, resting her hand on her hip.

"Travis! I didn't drug your father! I only added a sleeping pill to his drink."

"Oh... So he could have woken up anytime?" I said with a puzzled look.

"More or less. Your Dad's a deep sleeper and even worse to wake when he takes one of those pills."

So Dad's a deep sleeper, huh? I thought and left it at that.

I think Mom was expecting me to say more about the subject, but I didn't and said, "You need any help?"

"I do. Can you put the clothes in the washer for me?"

"Sure thing, Mom," I said and did as she asked, along with helping her do the dishes that night.

However, when it came time to watch television, I didn't partake. Instead, I fibbed and went to my room, telling them I had a lot of homework to do. I sat quietly and waited a good two hours after hearing them go to sleep before making my move.

Tiptoeing down the hallway, I put my ear next to my parents' door and listened. Sure enough, I could make out ...