How sticky bedclothes showed me that my son was maturing and becoming a man.
English isn't my first language so apologies for any errors....
I'm very proud of both of my kids and the old statement that if you hurt my kids, I'd bury you so deep that they'd never find your body is very true! :) But when you live with your kids and see them, day in and day out, you don't always realise how they're maturing. Sure, at the nudist beach or FKK-Strand, you see them, but maybe because you're used to seeing them, you don't really notice until something else happens.
Anyway my something else with my son was changing his duvet cover and finding it sticky. I'm not stupid and I've been with enough men to know what the sticky stuff was. I just wasn't expecting to find it here! I don't fancy my son or see him as sexy - I've changed too many diapers and washed too many skid marked underwear to stop that! - but I found the idea, the thought of him maturing and masturbating did excite me. Both my son and my daughter were out at school so I was alone. I hadn't dressed yet after getting up so was just wearing a night shirt and a robe. I looked down on to the bed sheet and could see a small wet patch. I masturbated there, just looking at it. It wasn't the person that was exciting me, just the thing that had happened there. I've always loved listening to people have sex or masturbate, and peeking is even better than that, no matter who I'm listening to or peeking at. This was very similar and my orgasm, when it came, was intense.
I'm not ashamed of doing that, indeed I've done it several times, but it was the thought of the act, not the thought of the person which turned me on.
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