Shy mom gets caught [FM] – part 2

Becky had a massive problem, her son Jack had just caught her having sex with a dildo and she moaned out his name when she came. It had just happened, she barely had enough time to put on her long robe. She had to do damage control.

She left her room and said “Shit” barely audibly. He wasn’t in the hallway, she could see the light on in his room. She had to talk to him about this, god why did this happen. Her first time doing anything like this and she was busted.

It takes less than a second to reach his room, but in that time she had ten thousand thoughts. Would he be in there crying, after seeing his innocent mother act like such a whore? Would be suddenly go from good boy to horny son and be in there, saying something stupid like “come on mommy, let me give you a good hard fucking” while stroking his cock? Would he have just left? Fuck!

She reaches for the door and knocks it lightly, “honey?”. The door moved open a bit, he hadn’t shut it all the way. They really did have to get bedroom door locks. She peeks in “Jack?”. It felt so wrong to say his name, after she just got done moaning it like a whore loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear. Thank goodness it was so late.

She opened the door more and saw him, sitting on the edge of his bed, head hanging low. “I’m sorry mom” he said sheepishly, ashamed. Becky almost burst into tears. “No I’m sorry” she says as she enters the room, wanting to give him a comforting hug. She has just enough sense to realize, dressed in only her silk robe, that would be a terrible idea. She goes to the bed and sits by him, careful not to sit too close.

She sighs, trying not to cry. Her and Jack were pretty open, but sex was never discussed. It was a hard subject to talk to her son about. But this was the time, it had to happen now, like this. They just sit in silence for what seems like years, as she tries to figure out what to say.

“You see honey, sometimes people have … urges and when … no one is around…” its so hard to say.

“Mom I know about masturbation … and sex. I have the internet” he says to her, never looking at her.

“Yea I thought you would … “ the pauses were so heavy.

“I’m sorry, mom, I woke up and I heard a noise and couldn’t figure out what it was” Jack started to explain himself with honesty “I figured out it was from your room. I wasn’t sure what you were doing .. I didn’t know you were … doing that” He looks her in the eye for a brief second “I did knock, you didn’t answer”

She glances at him then down to the floor. “I shouldn’t be doing that at all” she sighs.

“No, I understand I do mom, you haven’t dated anyone in awhile. I know you’re lonely in this shitty town” he starts to unload what’s on his mind to her, this was hard for him. Becky would have scolded him for language, but she hardly had any room to talk tonight. He continues “I don’t blame you … I do it too” he glances at her feet, as close as he could come to face her after saying he masturbates too.

A tear emerges from her eye as she looks at him. He really did love his mother, he wasn’t judging her even though he had every right to. He then adds “I always worried you’d catch me” and glances up at her with a smile, not devious, just joking.

Becky bursts into laughter and just gives Jack a giant hug. He really knew how to lighten the mood. The silk material of her robe rubbed between them, the only thing separating them. Her nipples were still hard and one rubbed against Jack’s body. She leans back and says “thank you” catching a glance at him in his boxers. He hadn’t gotten dressed either.

The mood less awkward, though still plenty awkward Jack looks towards her but not to her face. “so ummm who were you thinking about?” He asks.

“Oh no one in particular” she confesses “just … was thinking about … well you know … I was just … surprised to see you.” Which was the truth, then she asks him, glancing at him, hoping to see if he would tell the truth too “how long were you there?”

“I literally just walked in the room” he says staring at her body. It was probably true, she would have seen him earlier, she thinks.

“who do you think about?” she asks, prying just a bit, her eyes are on his legs, she can see his crotch out of the corner of her eye.

“oh women” he says bluntly “girls at school, women online, porn, anyone really”

She can see movement in his boxers, a slight twitch. Was he getting hard? She glances up at his face and its aimed at her chest. She casually glances around and notices that the robe had opened a bit and she could see one of her nipples was exposed to him. Oh, was she turning him on?

She looks at him and asks “are you a virgin?”

“No I’m not mom” he adjusts himself, leaning a bit back. He’s still looking and Becky can see her son’s boxers start to poke up. She was turning him on. She should yell at him, but honestly, turning on a young man, even her son, was making her feel sexier than anything else had tonight. “You don’t know her, it was about a year ago, we had sex about 4 times total”

Becky leans forward, letting her chest hang a bit, the robe exposing more. “girl your age or …” she asks pausing.

“Bit older than me actually, 6 months older actually” he says, his eyes are glued on her chest. God she was still horny and here she was turning on a man, an actual man. She glanced at his crotch, he was rock hard, rock hard because of her.

Her mind went to her actions in the room, moaning his name. She may have to go back and actually think of Jack and wonder if he was thinking of her. Maybe she should just…no she couldn’t. No she’s his mom. She has to go.

“Honey, we need to go to bed” she says, slapping his leg near his crotch, like she’s done so many times before. This time though, her pinky finger grazes the head of his cock trapped in the boxers. She makes it bounce. She just barely felt a real cock. Jack let out a quick gasp…or moan when it happened. Becky just kept her hand still for a second. She could do this, she could just pull it out and get on her knees and ….. no!

She stands up to go to the door, she stops and turns her head to say goodnight when she notices Jack’s face. His eyes are glued to her ass with clear lust in his young face. She looks at his crotch. He’s tenting up. “He’s going to jerk off to me in a bit” she thinks, shamefully proud of herself. “good night honey” she says as she sways her hips a bit much for him, reaching the door.

She looks back and he’s still staring, not even saying anything to her. He’s thinking it. He wants to fuck his mother. She’s thinking it. She wants to fuck her son. She should go back and pull out his … no!

“I’ll see you later Jack” she says and wiggles her ass before shutting the door. Her heart is beating fast. She felt dirty, like a slut, like someone from a porn video. She felt alive. She stands at the door, debating on going in, but instead heads to her room. She needed to orgasm again.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/evhgzs/shy_mom_gets_caught_fm_part_2