Watched My Son In The Shower.

This is a crazy experience that I could have never imagined, but I saw my son masturbating in the shower. Christopher is only 14 years old and I went into the bathroom to deliver some fresh towels as I had just done laundry.

The glass shower doors are clear with some frosted panels and I was shocked to see him playing with his hard penis. My first reaction was to slip back out as quietly as I came in ,but for some reason I paused as I watched him.

The first surprise was the fact that he looked rather big for his age and watching him thrust his hips back and forth while stroking was something for some reason I just couldn't look away from. I watched him in the throes of orgasm before quickly getting out of there.

I know that this is a natural thing for boys discovering sexuality, but I was completely floored at actually seeing him masturbating. Right know my brain is rattled and I can't unsee what I saw. I'm sure that other moms may have been in a situation like this....

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Oct 24, 2024 at 10:32 AM

What do you mean rattled?
What did that do to you?
Did he know or find out you were there?

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Oct 24, 2024 at 1:08 PM

For what it's worth, I raised two sons four years apart and was well aware of their coming of age. The oldest was very cautious about hiding his development. But then again, the youngest wasn't very shy around me and I enjoyed seeing him grow in more ways than one. But then he was always Mommy's little boy.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Oct 25, 2024 at 6:45 AM

How exactly did you "seeing him grow in more ways than one"?
Was he very open with his sexuality?

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Oct 26, 2024 at 6:57 AM

Reply #2. Love to hear some details.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Oct 29, 2024 at 4:19 AM

I can't get the image of my son out of my head. I tried to ignore my feelings, but I just couldn't shake it off. I noticed him watching me with a mix of curiosity and desire, and it stirred something inside me.

One day, I decided to watch him again. I made sure he could see me this time. I smiled at him, trying to convey that it was okay. He hesitated for a moment, then continued, his eyes locked on mine. It was intense, and I felt a warmth and connection that was hard to ignore.

We started having these moments more often. Sometimes, I would just watch him. Other times, I would encourage him, showing him how to touch himself. It became our secret, something that bonded us closer than ever.

One day, I decided to join him in the shower. I stripped off my clothes and stepped in with him. He looked at me with wide eyes, a mix of surprise and excitement. I took his hard cock in my hand, stroking him gently. He moaned softly, his hips thrusting forward.

I knelt down in front of him, the water cascading over my body. I looked up at him, then took him into my mouth. He gasped, his hands gripping my hair. I sucked him slowly, savoring every inch of him. A couple of minutes later, he came with a cry, releasing into my mouth. I tried to ignore it, but my pussy was on fire. I made quick work of my own orgasm, spread out on my bed, half hoping he would join me but pretending that would be horrible.

He started announcing his showers more and more, and I tried to stay away. But I couldn't help myself. I looked in to see him jerking off again, and I joined him. Torn between needing to swallow and needing more, I spilled half of his cum on my tits. I made him wash his cum off my body, and his hand found my pussy, leaving me literally shaking with need. I nearly broke my vibrator climaxing afterwards.

One night, my husband was out, and my son and I were home alone watching TV. A steamy scene came on, and I noticed he was hard in his pajama pants. I tried to ignore it, but I couldn't. My hand touched him, and he was rock hard. It was the first time outside of the bathroom, making it feel more real. I slipped his cock out of his pajamas, and like I couldn't control myself, I took his cock into my mouth out of curiosity. I sucked him until he came, swallowing every drop.

That night opened up something between us. We started exploring each other's bodies. He is enthusiastic and eager to please. He watches and learns from me. We became secret lovers, exploring each other's bodies, learning and growing together. It's an intimate and trusting bond, just the two of us.

He eats my pussy with a passion and need I've never experienced before. The first time he entered me, I couldn't believe it. It was more erotic and sexier than I could imagine. I came on his cock as he unloaded inside me. I tried to deny it, but eventually, I caved because I wanted it. We have sex a few times at different times when my husband isn't there. I sneak into my son's room at night. I've come to crave him cumming inside me.

My husband accused me of cheating once. I denied it, saying I'm with my son all day every day, who would I cheat with? Angry about the accusation, I slept in my son 's bed that night. He fucked me more than once, and my pussy was leaking his cum in the morning when my husband apologized.

When he looks at me, touches me, I feel alive. I know it's crazy and risky, but I can't imagine it any other way. We're still a normal mother and son, and he knows that. He's become much better behaved and considerate, which just makes me want to reward him more.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Oct 30, 2024 at 9:21 AM

Why do these jerk-offs insist on writing long drippy replies longer than the actual confession ?

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