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Caught by Mom

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 22 Sep 1999 1 comments
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Caught by Mom by SteveMy first time, I didn't really know what I was doing, I just knew that it felt nice! When I exploded, my sticky cum sprayed all over my bed and carpet. It really scared me, and took ages to clean up before my parents found out. Later on when I was about 13, I was masturbating at least twice a day. During the school holidays I used to save up my pocket money until I had enough to buy a porno magazine. Luckily, my local shop didn't care what it sold to whom as long as you had the money, and they didn't care I was under age to buy that sort of mag. After my purchase I used to have trouble walking home, because of my rock hard cock in my pants, in anticipation of what was to come. When I got home, my mom had gone out so I went straight to my bedroom and stripped naked. I sat on my bed while flicking through the mag, my cock getting ever harder. I began stroking as fast as I could manage, I was so desparate to blow my load. I didn't make it past the first model before I filled my hand with cum. I decided to save the rest of the mag for later when I had more time and stashed it under my bed. One afternood, a few weeks later, I came home to find my mom had bought a new matress to replace the old worn out one on my bed. I knew she must have seen, what was now a collection of porn, but she didn't say anything to me. I actually got quite excited about her knowing what I did, and secretly enjoyed the idea of her catching me in action. A couple of days later my mom was vacuuming the carpet in the hallway, I could hear her going back and forwards past my room, when the sound paused next to my door. I looked up and could see her looking in at me through the crack in the partly open door. She seemed to notice me looking at her and she moved on. Every few days when she cleaned the carpet, I noticed her pause at my door, and I decided that this was the perfect opportunity to let her see me. The next day, I saw my mom getting the hoover ready to take upstairs, and so I went up to my bedroom. I closed the door slightly, making sure there was enough gap for her to spy through. I stripped naked, and spread out some of my magazines on the bed. I slowly began stroking myself, feeling my cock rise to the loving attention I was giving it. I heard her pause by my room as usual, but this time she didn't move on. She switched the hoover off, and stood there spying on me. The thought of being watched made me so horny, I was harder than ever. I stood at the end of my bed, facing the door to give her a good view. I flicked though a mag until I found my favourite model. I upped the pace of my stroking, while using my other hand to play with my balls. I don't normally make any noise during orgasm, but this one was so powerful that I groaned quite loudly, my hips bucked, and the first shot of cum sprayed up almost the whole length of my bed. I just carried on ejaculating, seven shots in all, it felt like gallons of creamy-white sticky cum was leaving my body. I heard a quiet gasp from outside my room. Afterwards, I was desparate to do it again, and was looking forward to the next time. A few days later, I was quietly playing with myself, when suddenly my mom burst into my room. I wasn't ready to be caught and was shocked. I quickly covered myself up with a towel, but she said; "Don't be shy! I've got something for you." She handed me a bag, containing four new girlie mags, and a jar of vaseline.She said; "I don't like you wasting your money on these, you should be saving it. But I know how much you enjoy them so I'll make you a deal. I'll buy them for you, on one condition: you let me watch you use them." Before I could answer she pulled away my towel, and began admiring my stiff cock. I felt very embarrassed, being watched secretly was one thing, being watched blatantly was another. However, I took one look at the girls in my new magazines and horniness took over from embarressment in no time. My mom handed me the vaseline, and I smeared it all over my bell end and down along the shaft. Before I knew what was happening, my mom grabbed my cock and began to stroke it quickly and smoothly. It didn't take much of this sort of attention before I sprayed my semen all over her blouse, and over her hands. She licked her fingers clean before leaving me to recover from one mind-blowing orgasm. Over the next few years, she didn't masturbate me again, but she did buy me a new magazine every week, and a few videos. Providing, of course, that I let her watch me enjoy them. Which I did with great pleasure.