Catching Mom Masturbating: A Steamy Erotic Sex Story
The first time I ever caught my mom masturbating, I must have been around eighteen years old. It was a hot summer day and I had come home early from school to find my mom lying on the bed, her hand slowly working her way down her body. I knew that I should have left her alone, but I was too curious to resist.
I crept closer and could see that she was completely naked, her eyes closed and her breathing heavy. I watched in awe as she brought her hand up and down her body, her fingers exploring her nipples, her waist and hips, and finally her wet pussy. I could feel my own body heating up, my heart beating faster, and my own desire growing as I watched her.
She started to moan and I knew that I had to get out of there before I was caught. But I was so caught up in the moment that I couldn’t move. Instead, I stayed where I was, watching in delight as my mom explored her body.
Eventually, she seemed to reach an orgasm and I finally managed to pull myself away. I quickly ran downstairs and threw myself onto the sofa, my heart still pounding in my chest. I wasn’t sure what to make of what I had just seen. Was it wrong? Was it something I should feel embarrassed about?
I soon realized that I felt no shame – in fact, I felt something else entirely. Arousal. I felt aroused by what I had just seen. I realized that my mom was beautiful, and that seeing her pleasure herself had been incredibly stimulating.
I started to think about what else I could do to explore my own desires. I knew that I wanted to explore more and learn how to pleasure myself. I decided to take a trip to a nearby city, where I could find the tools I needed to explore my own body and satisfy my own desires.
I soon found a discreet shop where I could purchase some toys to use at home. I bought a vibrator, some lube and a variety of books that focused on sexual pleasure. I was excited to get home and explore all of these new delights.
When I got home, I went straight upstairs and locked my bedroom door. I then lay on my bed and started to think about my mom masturbating. I imagined myself in her place, feeling her own hands exploring her body, bringing her to orgasm. I felt aroused and my hand started exploring my own body.
I used the vibrator to explore my most intimate areas and soon found myself on the brink of orgasm. Just when I was about to reach it, I heard a knock on my door. I quickly scrambled to hide my toys, but it was too late. My mom had already seen them.
She opened the door and stared at me, obviously shocked. I felt embarrassed and ashamed, but my mom just looked at me with a knowing smile. She knew exactly what I had been doing and she wasn’t judging me. Instead, she just said, “It’s ok to explore your body, sweetie. I’m just glad you are learning how to pleasure yourself safely.”
My mom then stepped closer and handed me a small box. She told me that it contained something that had been passed down through the generations in our family. Inside the box, I found a small silver bullet vibrator.
My mom told me that this was something that had been used by many women in our family over the years and that it was a special gift from her to me. She then sat on the bed and watched as I explored my body with the vibrator, her eyes watching me as I moaned and writhed in pleasure.
When I finally reached orgasm, my mom smiled and gave me a hug. She told me that she was proud of me for exploring my own body and that she was glad I had the courage to do it.
Since then, my mom and I have become even closer. We now talk openly about sex and pleasure and she has even given me some tips on how to please my partner. I am so grateful to my mom for her open-mindedness and her willingness to help me explore my own sexuality.
Catching my mom masturbating that day was a pivotal moment in my life. It taught me to be open about my own desires and to never be ashamed of exploring my body. It also taught me that pleasure does not have to be a taboo subject and that it is something to be enjoyed freely.
