I definitely did not need to hear that, but, she is a woman, very attractive, and she should be having fun. I'm sure she misses Dad, but he's not here, and I'm sure he'd want her out there doing things.
The guy Mom got to come round was younger than me, and I was very intent on leaving them to get to know each other. They enjoyed wine on the sofa, munching on some pizza, and feeding each other; cute and gross! Then things rather quickly escalated, up the stairs and into the bedroom. I know all this because I was watching from a distance, and followed from the dark like some creep. I know I said I intended to leave them alone, but my intentions couldn't keep me away.
Mom's bedroom door was left ajar more than enough for me to get a really good view of the bed, with the two of them becoming instant lovers in the throes of passion. I suspected Mom would kick me out or kill me if she knew I was doing this, but I really couldn't stop myself...
I didn't even realise at the time that I saw my Mom's naked body way too many times, but that realisation was somewhere feeding the perverted part of my brain, engorging my emotions to a dizzying high. My hand was down my pants without any conscious effort, and I was mesmerised by what I saw.
He wasted no time getting all up inside Mom's bits, and she was letting him know that she was having the best time. He complimented her, "You are so youthful with vigour, you shouldn't be old enough to have a grown daughter."
I melted as the words reached my ears. I really hadn't appreciated how hot my Mom is before, but I was thinking about it now. I caught my mind wandering to such vivid ideas of Mom doing some explicit things, and I blushed so hard, trying to keep my breathing quiet as I got quickly flustered. I really shouldn't be indulging in such thoughts about her, because I know I shouldn't develop such feelings that would come from that, but, still, I was watching; fidgeting...
Their time ended so tenderly, and he was a perfect gentleman as they cuddled up to sleep, and I took my chance to sneak across the landing to my room, desperate to finish myself off much more vigorously in the dark discretion of my bed.
I'm such a dirty slut to get off on watching others do this, let alone my own mother!
I hope she doesn't read that...
Anyway, my exploration turned to videos on the internet; something quick and easy to keep the blood pumping! I scrolled the hot videos recommended on the home page, with endless beige blurring into one seamless entity on my phone screen. Nothing was catching my attention, and I knew I needed something deeper to delve into; something that would really stimulate my mind.
I had to turn to erotica, finding a story that was recommended first of a college girl in a gangbang; that could be fun, but I wasn't feeling that. I saw a couple of stories glorifying big-dicked, black men, which I filed in my brain as a maybe. What I saw next spoke to me at that moment, 'Mom teaches step-daughter sex.' Such an evocative title that tells all right there, but I had to dive into the world in this piece of literature.
I read of how the young teen girl was having sex with her boyfriend in the living room, and the mother walks in to catch them. Very unimaginative as a premise, but it certain is doing what it needs to. The shock between the characters was quickly dispelled, leading to a highly-descriptive scene. It really felt like I was a fly on the wall, watching everything vividly...
I'm sure this was adapted straight from a porn video that's probably quite common on the web, but what I wouldn't get is those sporadic moments where you get inside the character's heads. "Mom was so experienced. I was seeing a side to her I never imagined, but it made me appreciate how she loved my Dad enough to make me. Obviously, they do this, and it's perfectly natural, right?" Or, "I've been very aware of my daughter blossoming as a woman, and I've always beaten her over the head with constant reminders of what and what not to do whereas protection is concerned, but I've never told her how to enjoy sex, only scaring her of how it goes wrong, instead of letting her enjoy it."
I was really getting an insight into these characters that read way more naturally than I perhaps expected. I'm also sure Mom has never thought about anything like this in her life, and I'm not interested in anything really happening with us; just that I do have this sick fascination with watching others enjoy each other, and the taboo of having Mom there amplifies those feelings I get. It is a rush!
As I teetered on the edge of orgasm, I urged myself closer, like riding up the track at the start of a rollercoaster, and I had a thought, 'I need to stop this, otherwise I'm going to be feeling really weird around her, and it's going to be really obvious, and I'll fuck things up between us.' As sobering as those thoughts were though, my body convulsed, and I creamed down there, wiping my fingers on my body. I obviously pushed myself too far, and couldn't stop myself. I felt so guilty, and a little sick, that I actually got off thinking about my sweet mother, who wants nothing like that to do with me.
Still, perhaps we can get some double dates going from the app, and see where things go...
Night xx
