I was a fairly introverted kid. My name is Casie, and this is an odd story about an odd event, taking place in an odd home. But however odd, it's the most erotic thing that has ever, and probably will ever happen to me.
I had just turned nineteen and had had only one girlfriend, but that relationship didn't last long. My dad had left home when I was only two, and as a result I grew up to be extremely close with my mother Laurie. Growing up, when I got home I would tell her every detail of my day. At night, I slept in my mother's bed until I must have been twelve. My mom was a beautiful woman. She was a young mother, having had me at only 20. She was about 5' 6" with long blond hair and fair skin. Her blue eyes could light up a room and her smile was contagious, especially to me.
So this was my problem; I could never find a woman I admired as much as my mother. She was perfect: beautiful, thoughtful, smart, and best of all she cared about me. I broke up with my only girlfriend (and only opportunity I'd had to lose my virginity) precisely because I didn't think she was as perfect as my mother. I didn't consciously believe this to be a sexual attraction to my mom, but I started to become curious about my feelings for her in the summer that I graduated high school.
My mom had started to see someone. This was odd to me for two reasons: first, mom hadn't gone out with anyone for over 10 years. And second, this someone was a woman. An unbelievably hot woman! Her name was Monica. Monica was 29, ten years older than I, and 10 years younger than my mom. She was olive skinned, I thought she was Hispanic, and compared to my and my mother's fair skin she looked quite dark. She had perfectly large oval shaped hazel eyes that peeked out from her long red hair. Her breasts were smaller than my mom's D cups, Monica's were probably a B, but you could tell they were perfectly shaped. I mean I hadn't seen a sexier woman!
So my mom and Monica started going out and my mom became noticeably happier. She would laugh and smile so much more often and, yes, even though I felt jealous sometimes that I wasn't the center of my mother's attention anymore, every time I heard her laugh it made up for it. Plus I loved having Monica around; she was funny. She made me laugh whenever we spoke and with a sassy attitude I couldn't resist. This on top of her incredible looks made her a person I loved to have around, if nothing else to see her walking around in her underwear ☺ .
Now for when things began to get exciting. I came home early one night from a movie which turned out to be terrible. I hadn't seen the point in sitting through it so I walked home. When I got into the house I heard some noises coming from my mother's room and clearly I don't have to elaborate about what kinds of noises they were. Although I was a little taken aback by their passion. My mom was moaning really loudly. I heard her screaming, "Oh, fuck yeah! Oh! God that's so goooood!" Without even thinking I started walking towards my mother's room. When I reached her door I noticed it was cracked open a little and... well curiosity got the best of me. I put my eye to the crack in the door.
I could just see the back of my mom's head as her body lay on a couch to the right of the door. She was laying on it facing away from the door, and I couldn't see Monica but it wasn't hard to infer where she was. In between my mother's passionate cries I could occasionally hear Monica moaning from what could be none other than between my mother's legs. "Oh God Monica that feels so fucking good! Yah, yah right there," my mom said, "Ohhhhh! Fuck!!" My mom grabbed a pillow next to her face and buried her head into it. She screamed what sounded like an incredible orgasm.
When she stopped cumming my mom took the pillow away from her face and looked down at Monica who was peering up at my mom with lustful eyes. At this point, I couldn't ignore the burgeoning tent in my pants. I started to rub my cock through the fabric and kept my eyes intently on the scene in front of me.
Monica laughed as she rose to my mom's face to kiss her. Her hands ran up mom's body taking in every inch with her palms and her fingers until she reached her nipples. My mom let out a soft moan again as she kissed Monica. Monica's head turned as they made out and I got a glimpse of Monica's face, and her closed eyes. But this was the moment that changed my life.
Monica's eyes opened in an instant and it took her only a second to find me. Me, with my hands rubbing my obvious bulge in my pants and watching my mom have sex with her lover. I thought I was finished.
But Monica just kept going. She kept kissing mom and from my mom's moans it sounded like Monica had slid her hand down to finger her. All the while, Monica kept her eyes on me. My Mom started moaning louder. Monica gave me the most seductive look and then slid down to whisper in my mom's ear, just loudly enough for me to make out what she was saying. "Close your eyes. Now pretend my hannd is his." My mom began to shake and she let out a long MMMM. "Pretend these are his fingers fucking you."
