Barged Into Mom

Barged Into Mom

Like all young men, or most of them I would think, maybe even older men too, the first thing I do upon awakening is reach for my crotch for that reassurance that it’s still there, still working, or just to say good morning to a dear friend. There are times when you don’t need to reach there for any kind of reassurance, because you could feel the pressure down there; but you reach there anyway, even if just to show appreciation and acknowledgement of its presence.

So there I was lying on my back, still groggy with sleep gently rubbing and squeezing my firm blood filled dick. I heard the turnover of a car engine, followed by its departure from the yard. That was my dad leaving for work. I continued to lie there, going over what could be remembered from the night’s steamy dream as I fondled my dick, enjoying the warmth of the sheets and the soft glow of half sleep, not really masturbating, just a gentle aimless caressing. About fifteen minutes later I heard another revving car engine and then the sound of it disappearing out of the yard. That would be my mom and sister. Now I was alone at home, not having school on that day due to exams. I suddenly realized that the day was Wednesday, and looking at the clock on the wall and seeing it was seven thirty, I sprung out of bed and headed for the window.

Looking over into the yard next door, I saw, as was customary every Wednesday and Sunday mornings, my neighbor, a pretty, buxom, dark brown, thirty-something woman sweeping at leaves in her yard. My neighbor Phyllis was, for over two years now a regular image to which I wanked my ever horny sixteen year old dick. She had on a sheer, knee length, close fitting pink nightdress through which I could see everything there was to be seen, especially her brief red panties, one leg of which had slipped into her sumptuous ass. The dark nipples of her pert small breasts poked through the thin material. There is something very erotic about small firm breasts on an otherwise full body. I wasted no time getting out of my boxers, and standing at the window, partly behind a blind, began wanking at the voluptuous sight. After about three minutes, she disappeared from view and I knew that I would be able to see her from the bathroom window, so I fled there.

I pushed open the door and barged into the bathroom with long strides, and found myself standing totally naked and with a massive hardon just about two feet away from my equally naked mom who was sitting on the turned down seat cover of the toilet, applying cream to her leg which was up on the seat. Her other leg was on the floor away to the side. I could see her sparsely bushed pussy in all its plump glory. Needless to say, we were both shocked speechless. Me staring down at my mom’s smooth and creamy cocoa, forty year old body, my eyes flitting back and forth between her hefty breasts and the alluring thick lipped pussy, she, gaping wide eyed, straight at my rampant cock. It was as if we were both looking at each other’s body in a state of hypnosis. Mom was the first to find words.

“Well, good morning, and is this the way you barge into a shared bathroom without knocking or anything?”
“Mom, I thought I was alone at home, I heard both cars leave”
“I lent your sister the car; I am not going to work today” she said casually, still staring at my hard cock.

I suddenly remembered the state I was in, and grabbing my cock which was still somewhat erect tried to hide it as I retreated for the door. Mom quickly got up from the toilet bowl and moved aside.

“Hold on”, she said, pointing to the toilet, “go ahead and do what you came in here to do, I hope it was to pee, and for heaven’s sake take away your hand, you look comical; you’re not doing a good job of hiding that monster of yours, and I’ve already got a good look at it, haven’t I?”

She stepped away a little, about three feet from the bowl, but to the side, watching me intently as I moved forward. I was trying to will my cock into deflating to a decent size, but it was refusing; it’s not every day a boy my age gets to look at the naked body of a beautiful woman. Mom or no mom, pussy and boobs and fat ass is a stimulating sight. I stood over the bowl trying to coax some pee out of my cock, but nothing came, I was too embarrassed. As I stood there for long uncomfortable seconds my mom resumed creaming her skin. After what seemed like minutes I finally managed to get a flow, and from the side of my eye I saw my mom smile, still staring at my cock as she rubbed cream into her body. It took a longer than normal time, but I finally finished, give the slightest of shake, and turned around to head out of the bathroom.

“Wash your hands, young man” mom said as she sat on the toilet cover.

I stepped over to the sink and turned on the tap, and just couldn’t resist looking into the mirror for another glimpse of mom’s juicy body.