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Caught by My Son

I've been married for ten years to a wonderful man. We have a darling three year old son, Jeremiah. Masturbation has been a major part of filling the void when my husband is away on business trips. I can say that I've tried the majority of the techniques listed on your site.

I went 'retro' and decided to take advantage of the washing machine while Jeremiah took his nap. I leaned against the corner of my machine as a load of bath towels created a lopsided spin. I let my shorts down and pressed my naked crotch on the vibrating appliance. Oh how great it felt. It had been years since I humped the washer. I was a teen. Well I was engulfed in my fantasy. My body shivered with a very nice wave of orgasms.

I was sniffing the cologne scent from a few of my husband's dress shirts. I held a pair of his boxers against my face. I know I was breathing heavily and releasing a few squeals. (Yes I'm a 'squealer'). As the cycle ended I would reset it in order to continue my pleasure. I don't know how many times I reset. My wetness made the corner tip very slick as I tried to seemingly stuff the washer inside of me.

My clitoris throbbed. I was mesmerized. All of that came to an abrupt halt. A tiny voice said 'Mommy why are you jumping on the washing machine?' I froze as my heart flew into my throat. I quickly grabbed a bedsheet from the dirty clothes pile and covered myself. I could imagine how red my face was. I know it was flushed from the multiple orgasms but now it changed colors for sure. I responded with 'Darling, mommy is tying to make it work better.' Jeremiah didn't buy my answer. He asked 'Why are you naked?' I said 'Well mommy just put her clothes in the washer. Let's get you a cookie.'

He was satisfied and so was I. I think he had been standing there for a while. One day he will write to Solo Touch and say 'I saw my naked mommy humping the washing machine'!!


Posted on: 2004-11-10 00:00:00 | Author: