I was here sometime ago sharing my confession of seeing my 22 year son jerking off and I watched him as he didn't know, I was there...I thought. I read a few of the comments to my confession and one said that perhaps he did know I was in the hall watching him and he did it for me. I was concerned about where my thoughts went after that as I found myself masturbating about him jerking off.

Just two weeks later, the same senerio happened again where he was in his room jerking off and I could see him from the hallway. The difference this time was , his door was open like six inches. I stood there and watched him. This time, he was just inside the door a few feet and, was facing the door. He was literally six feet away from me. I froze as I watched him jerk off. His cock is just big and watching him stroke it is an incredible turn on.

I watched for about 5 minutes and then I freakin sneezed! My son never stopped. He didn't ask if I was out there. I backed away for a minute ready was to walk away if he knew I was there. Just as I took a few steps toward the door again, it slowly opened a few more inches. If I walked past his door, he would see me. Just as I was thinking that, he called, "Mom??" Now thinking it was legitimate call for me, I knew he would be covered up.

I walked to the door and he was standing there hard. I looked at him and he looked at me and then he moved his hand to his cock and started stroking his shaft. We looked each other in the eye. Nothing was said. We both knew. I walked in and sat on the floor in front of him. My son looked down at me and then began to jerk off. I looked up and his cock was a foot from my face. He started jerking faster. Oh my lord.... My head was spinning. It was so exciting.

We still didn't say anything. He is masturbating above me and his cock was just amazing to me. Never before I had seen one that large. He took a step closer and reached for hand. I gave it to him and placed it on his cock. I opened my hand and it was like time stood still. I was about to cross the line with my son and I wanted it. I got up on my knees and I grasped his cock. He put his hands to his die which told me to jerk him off......I did.

I jerked him and jerked him and it wasn't a minute or two later when I knew he was going to cum. He threw a towel on the floor and I assumed it was for his cum. Then, there it was, ,,"I'm gonna cum Mom...Mom I'm cumming." Out it came. The first squirt on my neck, the second, my hair, the next one, my cheek. My God, it kept coming. It was on my arm, the floor, my blouse, you name it. I'll bet he shot 6 times.

I took the towel and wiped myself off and the floor around me. The only thing that was said was, "I'm going to take a shower." "yea, me too."

This was just a short time ago. It actually was great. He did know I was there and he liked it and I did as well. I know we will do it again. It's a little weird that don't talk about it, but I'm sure we swill in time. I know next time that I will more then likely suck him. It just seems like the progression. I just don't know, time will tell. While I thought doing this might settle the urge, it hasn't. Last night I masturbated about me masturbating for him.