Almost Caught By Mom...Again
It was kind of nice sleeping in my old bed, but old habits are hard to break. Even though I was at my parents' house, the night before I slept naked like I usually do. When I woke up the next morning, I had an erection that could practically break rocks, it was so hard. I shook the cover off and exposed my stiff cock to the cool morning air. I gave it a few strokes and grabbed my phone. I opened up a couple of pages and bounced back and forth between pictures and videos. In no time I had a steady rhythm as I masturbated.
When I have the time to do so, I like to edge for a while and really make it last. This time was no different. I had already been going at it for almost an hour and brought myself just to the edge twice already. Naturally, my precum was running out like a leaky faucet. Even though I had been licking up as much as I could, some was still getting on the sheets and squished under my hand. When I had finally decided to finish, I found a picture of some cute, young girls who were posing with their bare feet to the camera. Ireally got into the groove. My heels were dug into the mattress and my back was slightly arched. I was ready to cum.
Just before my release, however, there was a knock on my door. I whispered "fuck" to myself, hid my phone under my pillow, and pulled the sheets over myself quickly as I said to come in (hey, at least she knocked this time). My mom walked in and I had my knees up, trying to hide my throbbing cock from her. We said our good mornings, I said Happy Mother's Day, all that stuff. She started talking about the plans for the day. I was half-listening to her, when all of a sudden the tip of my penis started feeling cool, almost cold. I glanced down, and the sheet had settled down and was touching my cock, with a big precum spot starting to form. I rolled over slightly, hoping that she wouldn't notice. I could feel it running out and dripping.
The longer she talked, the more I needed to blow my load. Since my right arm was under me, every so often I would grab onto my cock and give it a few slow strokes, the precum being squeezed out and running down onto my knuckles. I was so close to cumming, my feet were almost tingling. When she was finally finished I asked her to close the door behind her. When it latched I immediately started humping my hand, not caring about the mess I was making. In a matter of seconds, my orgasm swept over me and I could feel rope after rope shooting and flowing from my penis. Toes curled hard, I bucked and grunted as I was having one of the strongest orgasms I have had in a long time.
When I finally started to calm down, I pulled back the sheet to find a horror show. Cum had gotten everywhere: on me, on the sheets, and probably even soaked through to the mattress pad. Still naked, I jumped out and started pulling the sheets off the bed. I knew there was no way I could let her see them like this, so I pulled on a pair of shorts and took them down to the washer. When she asked what I was doing, I told her I had been sweating during the night and didn't want dirty sheets to stay on the bed, so I figured I would wash them. She told me that was sweet and kissed me on the forehead and went back upstairs, not knowing that I was trying to clean up a massive load of cum. After the washer had filled I went up to get in the shower before we left. Just for good measure I masturbated a second time, going back over what just happened.