Cathy had just finished in her garden. The hot August sun had made her sweaty so she got in the shower. As she was drying off, the towel felt good between her legs and she lingered awhile drying her shaved pussy over and over. She decided to have a little afternoon masturbation. It was a little routine she had gotten into in the past three months since her husband had died. They normally would have sex when he got home from work and she missed that. She had always masturbated but since his death she was doing it more and more. It wasn't the same but she still enjoyed it.
She laid on her bed and started rubbing her pussy. She was already wet and her fingers slipped between her lips easily. Her clit was already getting out of its fleshy hiding place. She thought of a favorite scene that she liked to masturbate to. It was the first time she and Don had swapped with John and Ann. She had never forgotten how excited she had been that night when they finally did it. Being in John's arms and having Don watching with his approval and seeing him also getting his pleasure was as intense a feeling she had ever had.
She closed her eyes and worked her fingers over her clit. It felt good and her orgasm was quickly approaching. She took her other hand and started to work on her nipples, pulling and pinching on them as her other hand worked her pussy juices onto her lips and clit. She was concentrating hard on what she was doing and her eyes were closed as she remembered how it felt the first time a man other than her husband had sunk his cock deep into her pussy.
Suddenly she heard the floor creak and she knew exactly what that meant. Someone was in the hallway outside her bedroom door. She looked up and saw her 32 year old son in the doorway. He quickly darted back into the hallway, not knowing that she had seen him. "Damn," she thought, "what is he doing here this early in the day." He had been stopping by on occassion since his dad had died so it wasn't that much of a surprise to see him, just this early. "I am so close to cumming, maybe he will leave me alone so I can finish."
She looked again and didn't see him so she continued working her fingers on her wet pussy. The excitement inside her womb was building and her orgasm was nearing. Then she heard the floor creak again. Most people wouldn't hear it since it was so faint but living in this house for 38 years you get used to the little sounds. She peaked at the door and sure enough, John was standing there. At first, she thought she would have to stop but then she realized he was enjoying watching her and that he was trying to hide so she wouldn't know he was there. Something inside her boiled when she realized he was excited watching his mother play with her old pussy. She got even wetter and her fingers worked easier into the folds of her pussy she shifted her weight and opened her legs more toward the door giving him a better view.
"What are you doing? That is your son out there! You should cover up and stop this." She knew her conscience was right but she couldn't stop herself. She had always enjoyed letting men enjoy her body whether by touching or watching and her son was a man, and it was pretty obvious that he was enjoying himself so she kept putting on a show for him. She worked her fingers into her pussy knowing men liked seeing that. The next thing she heard shocked her even further. It was his zipper. He was pulling his cock out!!! She snuck a quick glance toward the door and sure enough, he had his cock in his hand and was stroking it.
WOW!!! He does like seeing me masturbate. "I can't believe it!!" The excitement was too intense for her and her orgasm overtook her body. She moaned loudly as her pussy spasmed in the most intense pleasure a human can feel. Her ass raised off the bed as her orgasm gripped her. Then she collapsed, her fingers still inside her pussy. She could hear him still jerking in the hallway. She snuck a couple of looks, still not wanting him to know that she knew he was there. His cock looked so good. Just like his dad's. She wanted it inside her. But what if he rejected her? He wouldn't do that would he? He was jerking, and he was watching his mother play with herself and naked on her bed. She decided to go for it.
