1. Mom and Me


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: flyboy69, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    or so and then I turned the vibrator on to the lowest setting. I knew that my pussy could eat it up all the way, but I wanted to wait and savor it before getting myself off. So I fucked it deeper inside me but not as far as my hungry cunt wanted. I love to watch myself getting fucked so I got a pillow and put in under my head and leaned forward to watch the dick-like dildo fuck me. As I did so, I saw through the crack of the door eyes watching me...the eyes of my son. I had no idea how long he had been there but knew that I saw him and he scurried away. Needless to say, my lustful thoughts disappeared. I was mortified. I knew that he could see everything the way I was laying. My ass and my open pussy were facing the door so he could see everything...from my asshole to my open pussy with a dildo inside, and my bobbing tits. He must have come home for something. He normally calls out when he comes in but he either didn't this time, or I was so focused on my sexual needs that I didn't hear him. I quickly got up and got a bathrobe. I put the dildo away in the closet and sat on the bed. I couldn't believe that my son saw me that way. I didn't mind him seeing my body so much...a few times, I knew that he had glimpsed it accidentally, the same way I had seen him a couple of times. But to see me so splayed out fucking my obviously wet and needy pussy made my mind spin. I tried to figure out what to do. I supposed the best thing to do was nothing; just forget about it, like it ...
    never happened. But, that would seem to make it very awkward for us. I didn't know how I would act around him or him around me, knowing that he saw me that way. It would probably be in our minds every time we saw each other. No, the best thing to do was clear the air; to talk to him and tell him that I had needs to, and hoped he would understand that and eventually forget it, or if not forget it, at least not hate me for it. Maybe that would clear the air anyway. So, I decided to simply confront him and talk to him about it. I knew he had gone to his room so I went down the hall. I knocked on his door. &#034Hold on.&#034 I heard him scurrying around. Finally, &#034come in.&#034 He was on his bed, wearing a pair of cut-offs with no shirt. I sat on the edge of his bed. &#034Dan, listen, this is awkward for both of us. I know you saw me. And I'm...I'm sorry you saw me like that. I thought I was alone in the house. It's just...well, after the divorce, I...well, I just get lonely and I did it. I...I don't know what to say.&#034 He didn't look at me but responded. &#034Mom, I understand. You don't have to be sorry. I shouldn't have looked.&#034 &#034How long were you...how much...?&#034 Dan blushed. &#034Not much. I just saw you....I guess I had been standing there a while though. I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't have looked. It's just...I...I couldn't help it.&#034 &#034No, it's my fault for not closing my door,&#034 I replied. &#034I thought you were at work.&#034 &#034They are doing ...
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