Mom Saw Me

I grew up with both of my parents and my brother in the outskirts of St. Johns Newfoundland. One day when my dad and brother were camping, my mom and I went on a trip to Massachusetts (from New York) to go to the beach. We were going to be there only for Friday-Sunday and we stayed in a hotel about 15 minutes from Cape Cod.

I remember when we first got there we went to the beach and swam and hung out for a while, then we grabbed a bite to eat, and then we went back to the hotel. I watched television for a while and then we decided that we wanted to go to sleep.

I was laying in bed for about an hour and I could not go to sleep. I thought if I would rub myself off then I would be able to go to sleep.

So I liked the idea. I checked to make sure my mom was asleep, I pulled the covers entirely over me, and then slid my pajama bottoms about midway down my thighs. I laid on my back and had my knees bent and began to masturbate. Eventually I had an orgasm and then I was able to get to sleep.

The next morning I woke up and my mom asked me if I had fun last night. I said yes because I thought she meant at the beach. But then she asked if I had fun in bed. Then I knew what she meant, my face turned blush and I walked away.

I was embarrassed then but now we kind of laugh about it.

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