[Home Run] [Author: sb2222]

I was exhausted after baseball practice. It was a tough session, and I was hoping for a good night's sleep. My teammate Jeff drove me to my driveway; I was sore all over and could barely get out of his Dodge minivan. We'd lost two games in a row, and the coach was furious, making us run like mad. I said goodbye to

Jeff and limped across the driveway. We'd just moved into a new neighborhood where all the houses looked like they'd seen in a Disney movie. It's a new trend—building a virtual town in the area with expensive homes, restaurants, shops, and parks nearby. My parents loved the idea and even reserved one when it went on pre-sale.

I went up the stairs to the front porch and entered through the front door. I was covered in dry, smelly sweat and grime, so I headed straight for the shower. Just then, I heard some noises coming from the kitchen. I became curious because my dad was out of town, and my mom should be home alone.

I went up the stairs and, around the corner, peeked into the kitchen. To my surprise, my friend Sean was standing there, washing things at the sink. My mother was beside him, stirring something in a bowl. They were chatting and laughing, seemingly having a good time.

I couldn't figure out why my friend was at my house, so I just stood there, too tired to go into the kitchen or upstairs to shower. I watched as my mother was apparently preparing dinner. Sean seemed to be helping her; he picked some green beans from the sink and put them in a pot on the stove.

My mother turned and went to the bottom of the cabinet near the refrigerator, bending down to take out a pot. As she did this, I saw Sean stare at her backside and smile. She was wearing tight blue cotton shorts at work, so I was sure he got a glimpse of her shapely buttocks. Yes, she's my mother, but I have to admit, her backside is quite attractive.

I don't like Sean staring at her as she bends over, but I'm used to it because many of my friends talk about my mother in a very suggestive tone, sometimes even playfully punching or shoving me. I both loved and hated their gossip, retaliating by pinching them or talking back, but it did sometimes make me uneasy, especially when they talked about her.

My mom got up from the cupboard and continued preparing dinner, oblivious to the fact that her son's eighteen-year-old high school friend was peeking at her from behind. That's when I decided to join them in the kitchen.

"Hey guys," I said listlessly as I approached them.

"Hi, baby!" my mom said, continuing to focus on cooking.

"Hey, Joe, how was practice?" my friend Shawn asked.

"So tough. I'm exhausted. What are you doing here?" I asked, finally reaching the kitchen opening and leaning against the wall.

"He's helping me cook. He's a great helper," she said happily.

"I thought you came to hang out with me after practice. She's just started making dinner, so I offered to help," he said.

I said, "Oh, well, I'm definitely hungry, but I need to take a shower first." "Yes, even with all these scallions on the counter, I can still smell you from here.

Don't step on the carpet with your dirty socks, you don't, do you?" my mother said.

"No, Mom," I said sarcastically, "God, you've yelled at me so many times, I already know you don't like it."

Because I'm an only child, my mother tends to treat me like a child. She's always bothered me with some things, but she always means well, and I love her, so I take it for granted. But it also makes me feel awkward when she treats me like a child when there are friends around.

"So, practice is tough, right? You guys have to win the next two games," Shawn said.

"Yeah, I'm not worried because Randy and Mike are pitchers. Okay, I'm going to take a quick shower and then come back for dinner," I said, leaving the kitchen.

I took a refreshing shower and felt much better. The bathtub was covered in red clay from the baseball field and was very dirty. I made sure to clean it thoroughly, or my mother would definitely scold me.

I went back downstairs; the table was already set. Dinner was about to begin, so I sat down. Sean and my mother were chatting and laughing. He complimented my mother from time to time about casual things, and I thought to myself, what a sycophant.

I also noticed that he kept glancing at her body. I have to admit, she looked sexy at that moment, even in her ordinary clothes. She was wearing a white t-shirt, blue cotton shorts, and her long, shoulder-length blonde hair was styled into a fashionable ponytail. The t-shirt was very thin, so the outline of her dark bra was clearly visible, and I also noticed the lines of her underwear showing through her tight shorts.

As I mentioned before, my mother had a beautiful butt. It was round and perky on her petite frame, and her legs were smooth and firm. She also had a very nice pair of breasts. This isn't to say I've seen her bare breasts since I was a child, but I've seen her bra size, 36C, and I've seen her in bikinis and bras, so I know how impressive her natural breasts are. She never dresses provocatively, but she often wears cute outfits that show off her figure.

I barely spoke most of the time at dinner. They talked about TV shows and movies, which is unusual in our family. My dad and I both love sports, so we don't keep up with all the stars and movies, like what Mom and Sean were talking about, so my mom was happy to have someone to talk to.

He kept complimenting her, even throwing in some sexual innuendos. It was actually good for me; someone had her attention. If I were eating alone tonight, she'd likely bombard me with questions about my school, which I wasn't in the mood for.

After dinner, Sean insisted he do the dishes.

"Oh, Sean, you're so kind, but Joe can do these," she said, looking at me.

“No, no, no, I’ll keep doing it,” he said, already washing the dishes in the sink.

“So sweet. Joe, you need to spend more time with him and learn some good habits,” she said. Usually, I would argue back, but I was too tired. Actually, he was the one trying to please her, because Sean wasn’t usually that polite. We were friends, but not close friends. I had some best friends, people I considered my closest friends, and he wasn’t one of them.

I helped clear the table while Sean washed the dishes. After that, we sat in the living room watching TV. My mother came out and sat in my father’s recliner, joining us. Again, Sean and she chatted back and forth while I just sat there. I was exhausted.

Finally, my mother said she was going to bed, and I said the same. This was the signal for Sean to leave; he finally stood up and headed for the door. I told him I’d see him tomorrow and went upstairs. My mother thanked him for helping with dinner and gave him a hug. He told her, "Anytime you need to," kissed her cheek, and went out the front door.

Upstairs, I briefly spoke with my mother, who told me she would prepare a hearty breakfast and an energy shake for me in the morning to give me extra energy for tomorrow's practice. She also mentioned how nice and fun Shawn was.

She told me my dad would be back on time for our important game next week against the state's number one ranked Bishop's Day High School. My dad has a PhD in business administration and, in addition to continuing to work for his consulting firm, travels all over the country several times a year giving keynote speeches. It's unfortunate that he's not in town when he plays my baseball games. Because when he's here, he and my mom rarely miss my games.

I took off my clothes, leaving only my shorts, and turned off the light, eagerly anticipating a good night's sleep. Just as I was about to jump into bed, my mother called me from the hallway.

"Yes, Mom," I said, stepping out of my room.

"This bathroom is a mess!" she yelled. "You have to clean it before you go to sleep." "Mom, I've cleaned it!" I said, as I entered the bathroom. There, she was wearing only a bra and panties, pulling a dirty towel from the rack. Seeing her body so exposed always made me uncomfortable. Yet, it was quite normal for her to walk around the house in her underwear.

"The bathtub is filthy, and the carpet is a mess," she roared as she continued collecting the dirty clothes. She was wearing a matching black bra and panties. This outfit was certainly less conservative than her other attire. Her buttocks were almost peeking out of her panties, and her cleavage seemed ready to burst out. The lace bra was transparent between the patterns, so I could almost see the outline of her nipples. Her areolas looked very large. I don't think she realized I was a hormone-fueled, growing teenager, otherwise she wouldn't wear this type of thing.

"Okay, I'll clean it up." I was mesmerized by my mom's hot body, I said.

"Thank you, baby," she said, brushing me aside and giving me a light kiss on the cheek. "Goodnight, I'll put these towels in the laundry room and then go to bed." "

Okay, goodnight," I said, and as she walked past me out the door, I couldn't resist stealing a glance at her ass. However, she turned around and almost caught me looking at her ass.

"Why don't you invite Sean over for dinner tomorrow night?" she said, staring at me, a pile of dirty towels covering her chest.

"I don't think that's a good idea, Mom, I'm focused on baseball right now," I replied.

"Okay, I'll talk to you tomorrow morning. Clean the bathroom." That night, I had a vigorous masturbation before falling asleep, and I couldn't help but think that my mom triggered it. It's not that I was attracted to her or anything like that, but it was hard to ignore her appearance.

Growing up, I always heard comments about my mom being a "hot mom." It wasn't until high school that I became more aware of this. I hated people thinking of my mom as the kind of woman I considered sexy.

During the long baseball season, these lazy guys always had plenty of downtime in the players' dugout and practice facilities. We often voted on random things, like who the hottest girl was. Once, there was a poll among our high school players' mothers to see who the hottest mature woman was. The results came out.

I felt my mom would get some votes, but it turned out she won by a landslide. You can imagine how much gossip I had to deal with.

My mom married my dad when she was in her early twenties, had me soon after, and is still in her late thirties. She looks younger than her age. I guess having me as her only child keeps her looking and feeling young.

I think what makes her even more attractive than her looks is her sweet, strong personality. Her cheers during our team games were the coolest of all. She's definitely a bit of a fake nice girl. My friends saw her yelling at me and bossing me around, but they still thought she was sexy. They said my dad must listen to his wife. I get along well with my mom, but like I said before, she always treats me like a little kid and makes me feel awkward in front of my friends.

The practice the next day wasn't as hard as the first. Everyone was sore, so we mainly focused on reviewing techniques and planning for tomorrow's home game. After practice, Jeff drove me home in his minivan, and on the way, he asked Sean about what happened at my house last night. I didn't know Sean had already told everyone.

When I got home, I did my usual cleaning routine before going inside. I found my mom's car wasn't home and was a little disappointed that no one had prepared dinner. I took a shower, hoping she would be home by the time I finished.

Still no sign of her, so I sat down on my dad's recliner and watched some sports news. Out of the corner of my eye, glancing out the window every now and then, I saw her white Mercedes pull up into the driveway. When she walked into the house, I could hardly believe it. Sean was with her; they were chatting and laughing as they came in from the garage.

"Hi, sweetheart," my mother said as she entered the living room, carrying a shopping bag in each hand. She was wearing a denim miniskirt that was inches above her knees, sandals, and a pink sleeveless top that clung to her chest. She had some makeup on today, unlike her outfit yesterday. She looked really cute.

Sean was carrying several takeout containers behind her. I didn't respond, but instinctively stood up and took the large shopping bags from my mother's hands.

"For your father's birthday," she said, handing them to me, which I placed on the kitchen counter.

"You have so much time on your hands, or something?" I said to Sean, giving him a dismissive look. Before he could react, my mother chimed in.

"Well, I told Sean last night that I needed to go to the mall to buy your father's birthday present, and Sean said he wanted to go too, so I went to pick him up. He's such a man, accompanying your mother shopping." She chuckled.

比赛中，当我在热身区准备上场，我抬头一看，看到萧恩已经和妈妈一起在看台区上。他们在谈笑着而没看我，使我很困扰。甚至当我站在打击板上，她仍在和萧恩热络聊天，对场上漫不经心。结果我被三振出局。

比赛结束后，在我要去淋浴之前，她在选手休息窝棚外迎接我，给了我一个拥抱，祝贺我的胜利。我说，我很高兴我们赢了，但我打的很狗屎。她马上就在我的朋友面前让我难堪，苛责我使用脏话。我告诉她，回家见。

赛后，杰夫又载我回家。在路上，他对我投下了一枚爆炸性消息。

「我听说萧恩今晚将在你家看电影。」杰夫说。

「咦？」我回答说，因为我觉得，在我胃里打了一个结。我简直不敢相信萧恩又将在我家。

「是啊，显然他是跟随你的妈妈一起回到你家看电影。」「我不明白为什幺我的妈妈喜欢他的陪伴，我知道我爸是出城去，但她可以找些别的事做。为什幺他要跟她混一起？他也没有更好的事做幺？」我表示不满。

「你看，我是你的好朋友，我特别不喜欢萧恩，所以我要告诉你我所听到的，我答应过不说，所以你不要让我下不了台。」

「是什幺？」我好奇地问。

「萧恩和杰森赌五百块钱，他可以钓上你的妈妈，这就是为什幺他一直在你家混。」

我停顿了一下，然后笑了起来。

「他是什幺？噢，我的上帝是个白痴。我知道他是有目地的」我笑了起来。

「他真以为他可以勾上我妈妈吗？正点的。」

「我知道，我也好笑，但他看起来跟她相处很好。他说你妈妈给他抛了很多次媚眼。」

「所以在这世界上没有其他好赌了吗？」我有点激动的问。

「显然，上周，杰森和萧恩观看熟女色情电影，萧恩提到他想在你的妈妈身上得分。杰森说，他没有机会。一来一往，导致最后萧恩跟他打赌，在你爸爸从外地回来之前，他能做到这一点，以他的手机拍的视频为证。」「我要揍他的屁股」我有点生气的说。「但我想我可以有一些乐趣，我的意思是说，当他试图动手时，看到我的妈妈打他一巴掌，将会很有趣。」这个时候，我们已经到我家的车道上。我向杰夫保证我不会说什幺，让他惹麻烦。

当我进了屋，我看到萧恩和我的妈妈在沙发上相邻而坐，已陷入电影情节中。

我们聊了一下，但他们似乎专注在电影，无视我的存在。我在爸爸的躺椅上坐了一下，看了下电影，但我觉得很无聊。

「亲爱的，你需要去睡觉了。」妈妈说。「明天晚上，你有一个大比赛，我不想让你熬夜看这部电影。」

「好吧」我站起来回答说。「反正这是一部无聊的电影。」我上楼到我的卧室，我咯咯地偷笑了，我想当他对她动手时，我的妈妈会掌掴萧恩。而我另一部分也有点害怕，如果万一发生了，我该怎幺做？然后我告诉自己，这永远不会发生。我的妈妈是一个快乐的已婚女人，从来没有迹象显示，她会是一个不忠，放荡的家庭主妇。

当我该准备上床睡觉时间，我蹑手蹑脚的到下往客厅的楼梯走廊。我爬下几阶楼梯，直到我到了可以从楼梯扶栏间，看到客厅萧恩和我的妈妈坐的地方。楼梯很暗，所以他们看不到我在偷窥他们。

我太累了，我看着他们，几乎睡着了。电影很无聊，萧恩并没有对她作出任何动作。她仍然穿着她那身看棒球比赛可爱的衣服，我看到他偷看着她性感的双腿。

大约一个半小时过去了，妈妈起身做了一些爆米花。我听到她提到，这部电影应该快完了，而且她不想让他，尚在开学期间，待在外面太晚。在一个大碗里，她带来了爆米花，坐在他旁边的沙发上，以便他们能够共享。

他的手从她的屁股向上滑进她的t 恤内。他们继续亲吻，他的手在她的背部和胸前漫游。她抬起腿，跨坐在他在沙发上的身体。

从我的位置角度观望，我只能看到她的背，所以我不能说他是否在触摸她的乳房。但我看到她的衣衫产生一波波涟漪，显然他的手在揉她的背。最终，他拉起她的有我们高中校名及吉祥物标志的t 恤。她举起她的手臂，让他将其完全脱掉。

他们恢复了接吻，他又伸出手，摸索着她的胸罩扣。他们都咯咯地笑了，因为他在试图解开它，直到后来，她自己手伸到背后解开了它。她扯掉胸罩扔在沙发的一旁。现在她的乳房完全裸露在他面前。

萧恩瞪着她的胸部，眼睛睁得大大的，直到她又前倾开始吻他，她双手搂着他的脖子，仍是跨坐在他身上。虽然我对这情况感到震惊，但我无奈何，尤其是对她背对着我，感到失望，我看不到她的乳房。我一直暗暗地想知道，它们到底长的什幺样。幸运的是，因为灯是在沙发的旁边，如果她转身，我就可以清楚地看到她的乳头。

当我听到他们互相在对方的嘴巴呻吟，他们的接吻变得更激情。萧恩他的手一直在感受她的乳房，偶尔也向下移动摸她的屁股。他不停地尝试让他的手能滑进她的短裤内去触摸她的屁股下面，但短裤实在太紧。最后，他解开短裤的前面，这样他就容易伸手进去摸她的屁股。我不由的想，如果他的手也在她的内裤里，这让我更加亢奋。

此刻，他终于把手伸进我妈妈的后面短裤，开始了里面的漫游，他低下头，开始吸吮她的乳头。我听见了我的妈妈开始轻声地呻吟，她把手放在他的头后鼓励他。

「哦～～萧恩。」我听到她的呻吟。很明显，她喜欢他对她的乳房做的事。

这持续了好几分钟，从我在楼上的位置，我能听见吸吮的声音。他的手继续在搅动她的屁股，而我相信在这时，他的手是她的内裤里面。

突然发生变化。他示意她从他身上下来，把她翻到他一边。现在我可以清晰的看到她的乳房。真是蔚为壮观。我忍不住下身一团蹦跶勃起，因为我看到一直希望看到的大的粉红色的乳晕，和生气昂然的乳球。当她移躺在沙发上，他们咯咯地笑了。

当她躺好，他趴到了她的身上，并开始用他的嘴侵袭她的乳房。妈妈只是躺在那儿，微笑在她的脸上，他啧啧地吮吸她的大乳头。她的手带鼓励地抚摸他的头发。偶尔哼出一个小的呻吟声。

吸吮她的每个乳房几分钟后，他开始往下绕着她的肚脐周围亲吻她的肚子。

她的乳房挺立在她的胸部像个圆锥体，我移不开我的视线。然后，他伸出手来，并试图将手钻入她敞开的短裤。她说：「不要。」，并把他手拉回到她的乳房。

他恢复吸吮。几次还伸手捏她的乳头，使她呻吟。很明显的，她很喜欢，她的乳头是非常敏感的。

萧恩再次尝试让他的手钻入她的短裤的前面，但她推开他的手。

「让我们只亲亲，好吗？」她说着，拉回他的手臂。他趴在她的上方，他们开始热情地亲吻。她的手臂拥抱着他的背部，胯部互相贴磨对方。我感觉有些欣慰，我的妈妈只希望乾肏他。

保持这个姿势几分钟后，萧恩又回到了她的乳房。我妈妈的手臂放到她的头后面，这样她可以向他拱起她的胸部，发出更大的呻吟。她的乳房看起来很壮观，我能清晰的看到他们，因为灯还开着。

萧恩的手疯狂地在她的胸部和腹部抚摸。他是在感觉她的身体，好像这也使她融化。她的眼睛合了起来，当他大力玩弄的乳房，她的臀部向上挺磨他。

萧恩又再度移动他的手到她的肚子和她敞开的短裤。这一次，她并没有阻止他。他的手成功地伸进了她的内裤，触摸她的阴户。

「哦……」当他这样做时，妈妈呻吟着。他继续吸吮她的乳头。很明显，他并没有在她的阴户得到很好的手感，因为他不停地拉拽她的短裤，每次拉低一些。他重复了好几次，直到她的短裤和内裤？到她的大腿的一半。

在他往下拉着她的短裤，现在我能看见她的阴户。很多毛，像我期望的我保守的母亲一样。她的耻毛是深暗的金发，比她的头上金发要暗一些，我怀疑是头上灯光的缘故。

他用手指抠她毛茸茸的嫩屄时，仍在叼吮她的乳头。她轻声浅吟，在他身下扭动着。她的短裤妨碍到她张开的腿，她手向下，把她的短裤和内裤？到她的膝盖以下。萧恩帮忙她脱到她的脚踝，她把它们完全踢掉。现在，她完全赤裸在沙发上。我注意到，在萧恩的脸上大大的笑容。

当萧恩已经让她脱掉她的短裤，我发现他的裤子也解开了，他的阴茎伸出他的四角短裤的开口。他一定是在我盯着妈妈的阴户看时做的。

他趴回她的身上，他们开始亲吻。萧恩伸出手来，拉住了她的腿，让她在沙发上摊开。然后，他挺起他的腰，明显是想插进她。

「呃，呃，不要，萧恩。」她说着用肘轻推他一下，从他的阴茎，溜开了她的屁股。「我们不能这样做。」

萧恩没有抱怨，而继续吻她，抚摸她的乳房。

「哦……对。」当他嘴唇下吻到她的脖子，她呻吟着。他的手拧了一会儿她的乳房后，又转向她毛茸茸的阴户，并开始再次用手指抠屄。她继续呻吟，她的臀部开始扭动。

「哦，嗯…… .」当他从她的脖子吻到她的乳头，她呻吟着。他的手指动的更加迅速，她的屁股很有节奏的摆动。他卖力的吸吮她的乳头，偶尔轻咬着它们。

「哦，是的，萧恩，噢，我的。」她闭着眼睛呻吟。她的手臂仍然放在她身后的沙发扶手上。

正在她沉醉于他的手指肏时，他把他的手挪开放在她的大腿上。继续用他的嘴，袭击她的乳房，他再一次把他的骨盆向她前挺。当他猛然冲入到她的温暖湿润的阴户里，我的妈妈倒抽一口气，他用手把她的大腿撑开。

「哦…，不要，萧恩，我们…不能…呃……」她呻吟着，抬起她的头，放下她的手，想把他推回，但是这一次他并没有拉开。反而，他把他的手臂搂住她的腰向前更挺进一步，现在已经完全在她的里面。

「不…，哦…，萧恩，求你不要。」她说着推着他的肩膀。但他继续吸吮她的乳房，并开始缓慢地对她开始冲刺。虽然她在口头抱怨，但她的身体不是。

「哦……，哦……，。哦……，我是……，有婚姻的……，萧恩……，我……，不能。」她呻吟着，他的臀部以缓慢的步调来回摆动。她的手停止了推他，又回到她的头后位置，这样易使她的胸部拱进他的脸。

「啊…，哦……，我的……，呃……」他在她的真皮沙发上肏她，她呻吟着。萧恩知道，现在她已经是他的了，所以他从她的乳头移开了嘴，开始舔，吻她的脖子。我妈妈把她在沙发的侧面的腿缠绕到他的大腿上。我看到她的臀部开始向他挺塞了回去。

「哦……，哦……，哦……，哦……，哦……，哦！」她呻吟着，她在沙发垫上，上下起伏的弹跳，她的双手撑在沙发的靠背，让她能稳住自己的身体，使她的屁股，能照她想要的方式跳动。

萧恩一只手朝上抓住她的乳房，好让他吸吮，而他的另一只手抓住了她的肉肉的屁股颊。

「哦……，哦……，哦……，哦…！」她不断呻吟，沙发由于她的骑动，嘎吱嘎吱的响。现在他的另一只手也抓住她的屁股，他掰开她的屁股。我在想这个镜头是否会进入他手机上的相机里。当她向上弹时，我可以很清楚地看到他的阴茎，然后，当她向下落时，消失在她里面。这种情况持续了几分钟，他把他的手指戮入她的屁眼里。

「呜…，呜…，呜…，呜……」她费力的呻吟着，直到他又停住了她。他抬起她的屁股，让他的阴茎滑出她的阴户。萧恩总是吹嘘他的持久性行为，他并没有说谎。我简直不能相信他还不射。我只是看着，就>已想喷射我的负荷。

「转身，我要从后面肏你。」他说着抓住她的腰，把她转个身。我现在可以看到正面的她毛茸茸的阴户和她有大粉红色乳头的大奶奶。

我妈妈又跨坐在他身上，她的膝盖跪在沙发上，她的手放在大腿上。她向后靠，直到他的阴茎刺到了她。他抓住她的腰，开始向上挺进插入。她恢复了在沙发上，以倒转女牛仔姿势骑他。

「呜…，呜…，呜…，呜…，呜…，呜…，呜……」她呻吟着，当她背向他上下起伏抽动。她的大奶奶越位的弹跳和晃动，她的金色短发也随着肏干的节奏弹跳。

「哦……，哦……，哦……，哦……」她呻吟着，他伸手抓住她晃动的大奶奶。她斜靠在他身上，让他抱住她套紧他的鸡巴。这让他的鸡巴真正的完全进入她的港。

在挤压她的乳房大约三十秒后，他开始下手搓磨她的阴蒂。她终于爆发了。

「哦……，我…，我…，哦…，的，哦…，哦…，舒服死了……」她大声呻吟着，因为她现在狂野顽抗的来回摆动着。她的腿失控的颤抖，她尽可能地张开大嘴成「o 」的形状。她必定有了一个高潮。

「哦……」她继续呻吟着疯狂的顽抗。最后，她闭上了嘴，喘着气，萧恩现在是独自在肏她。似乎她已耗尽了力气。

「啊…，狗屎。」萧恩呻吟着，抓住了她的屁股更加用力抽插。

「啊，啊，啊，他妈的，我要射了……」他呻吟着，因为他抓住她的屁股向下用力贴紧他，他的滚烫精液喷射到她已婚的阴穴里。他不停的抽喷，射进到她里面，直到他的阴茎再挤不出奶。

「哦……，嗯……」她哼着松弛了他的鸡巴，倒在他的胸口。他捏挤她的大奶奶几次后，示意她从他的软屌上起来。她站了起来，立即弯腰捡起了她的衣服。他拿起他的手机，朝向对准，她为了捡拾了她的内裤和短裤时，挤向他脸上的她的屁股。他有一个大的笑容在他的脸上。

“This is crazy. And so stupid,” she said, pulling her lace panties over her legs.

“My son is upstairs, he’s probably awake.”

“Relax, everything’s fine,” he said, continuing to film her with his phone camera. She was now facing him as she put on her shorts, her large breasts swaying in front of his face. My mom wasn’t very tech-savvy, so she didn’t realize he was filming her. Besides, she was preoccupied with her own thoughts.

“Oh, this is really bad,” she said, now holding her bra lying on the floor with her t-shirt. “You need to leave now… I just… I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but it has to stay between us.”

“I won’t tell anyone, trust me,” he said, turning off his phone. He now tucked his limp penis back into his shorts.

Mom was now fully dressed and sat down next to Sean.

“You know, if someone finds out, this could ruin our lives,” she said, looking directly into his eyes.

“I know it will, but it won’t be wrong, this will be the best experience of my life,” he said, kissing her.

She was powerless to stop them, as they resumed their passionate kissing. Between kisses, she tried to persuade him:

"Sean… you know… this is impossible… I’m… married," she said, but too focused on kissing the young man. They continued to embrace on the sofa, moaning in each other's mouths. I still couldn't believe what was happening.

Finally, my mother stopped kissing when Sean slid his hand down to her shorts.

"You have to go now," she said, standing up. "Maybe we should talk about it sometime, because I can't think it through right now. What I'm thinking is that this needs to remain between us." Sean eventually left, but before seeing him out, they embraced and kissed passionately again. As soon as she closed and locked the door, I ran back to my room and lay down on the bed. She cleaned up downstairs for a while before going upstairs to her room to shower. Finally, I fell asleep, but before that, I had a very satisfying masturbation session. The thought of my sexy mother lingered in my mind for a long time.

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