"What a fucking whore," I muttered to myself as I parked my car in the garage. It didn't make sense since she had refused to sleep with me, but when you are a teenage male with blue balls things don't need to make sense. After an expensive dinner date, I was expecting to get lucky. But not tonight, my 18-year-old girlfriend of two months had started giving me a hand job but after 5 minutes, she got tired and quit. It was Friday night, and I was left with a raging erection and no one to use it on.
I softly opened the door that led from the garage to the dining room. It was 0130 in the morning and my parents would both be asleep. I crept through the hallway, past the front door and the stairs leading upstairs. I entered my bedroom, retrieved my lotion, some tissues, and then went over to my closet. I pulled out my shoebox and opened it. I grabbed the top DVD case not even looking at what it was. I needed to blow my load and any porn would do for now.
As I moved silently back through the dining room my ears caught the sound of moaning. I strained to hear if it was coming from upstairs but to my surprise, it seemed to be coming ahead of me. I tiptoed into the kitchen and the soft glow of the television illuminated my way. I snuck over to the room divider separating the kitchen and the living room, and peered in.
On the screen, a dark haired young stud was ramming a buxom young blonde-haired woman from behind. She appeared to be moaning loudly, but the volume must have been low as I could barely make out her feigned sounds of pleasure. My eyes wandered to the couches, expecting to see my dad. I was shocked when I spied my mother. She was wearing a small pink robe, currently open at the bottom as her hands gently rubbed at her clit and fingered her hairy pussy.
My mouth dropped open, and my cock began to engorge. She silently continued masturbating, her eyes tightly shut as her mouth twitched in response to her self-stimulation.
I do not know why I moved into the room, hormones maybe, but I did. The floor creaked as I did and my mom's eyes flew open. She pulled her hands away from her crotch and attempted to cover herself unsuccessfully as the robe was too short. "Honey, what are you doing?" she demanded.
"Mom what are you doing?" I responded.
"I was just... your father... it's just..." She took a deep steadying breath, "Mommy was just taking care of herself, so if you could please go to your room and let me finish."
"Mom, I was coming in here to do the same thing. I have blue balls right now and I really need to cum."
Her breath was ragged as she tried to get rid of me. "Well I am busy in here, wait in your room for a few minutes for me to finish, then you can relieve yourself."
"Mom it hurts so badly though. I can take the love seat, and you can stay there on the couch." I moved over to the couch, crossing between the couch my mom was sitting on and the television.
"I don't think that's a good idea Tom," my mom began.
"Its fine Tammy," I responded using her first name, as I did anytime an argument came up where I needed to assert myself as an adult. We had a close relationship. Not so much when I was young, but it my teenage years we had become extremely tight, and we could discuss anything with each other. So I knew just how to work this. "It's dark in here so we can't even see each other," definitely untrue, "and I will be quick." I unzipped my pants and dropped them to my knees.
Her eyes darted to the tent in my briefs, for a brief second before returning to the screen. "Fine but keep your eyes on the screen, and no talking."
I pulled my briefs down, exposing my rock hard 7-inch cock. I sat down on the love seat, setting my lotion and tissues by my side. From my current vantage point, I could see the TV. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see my mother opening her robe again, her fingers going back into her waiting pussy.
I squirted a load of lotion onto my left hand, and slowly rubbed it into my throbbing cock. I focused for a moment on the screen as the blonde whore was now taking the cock in her asshole. I continued a slow steady rhythm on my member, watching my mom continue to finger herself. As the stud picked up his pace in the girls ass, my mother's fingers increased their speed. Her left hand wandering up under her robe to caress her hidden breast. Her small sounds of pleasure growing in volume. I kept my pace steady, waiting patiently.
After another two minutes, she began to buck on her own fingers and small cries escaped her mouth. I stopped pretending to watch the porn, and focused on her as she orgasmed. She finished, and began to slow her breathing. She suddenly stood up, on shaky legs and looked at me.
Her bright brown eyes, glanced at my cock, before snapping up to my lock with my own similarly brown eyes. I increased my pace as we stared at each other. She smiled a small coy smile as she turned, "Goodnight sweetheart." I watched her small tight ass sway seductively as she walked away. My hand began to slam up and down as my cock swelled. As she began to turn the corner she cast a sly glance my way just as I erupted, dumping my load up onto my shirt, which I had forgotten to remove. I grunted as I continued jacking my dick, forcing another three spurts of cum onto my chest. When I finally opened my eyes and picked my head back up off the couch, my mom was gone.
Next Friday Night
At 1230, I headed into the living room, carrying my equipment. I set the lotion on the left armrest of the couch, as I took my special DVD and placed it into the DVD player. After the federal warnings the title screen popped up, Slutty Stepmom in big bold pink lettering. I hit play and moved back to the couch. I dropped my pants and briefs and sat down. A shitty plot began to play out where the young red headed stepmom with huge fake boobs began to tease and seduce her stepson and stepdaughter. I normally enjoyed the first scene but it was not my focus today. The stepdaughter played the innocent role extraordinarily well, as her "stepmom" taught her all about pleasing a woman.
