The mom in this story is Judy Reyes. Everybody having, watching or talking about sex is over 18. Feedback is always appreciated, enjoy.
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It was 3:00am; I awoke to a loud banging sound from the bedroom next to mine. I knew I heard that noise before. It took me a second to assess where I heard that sound before. I sat up in my bed, with the shocking realisation that my mom was having sex.
My mom and dad divorced, four years ago. I knew she had dated on-and-off since then, but never did it progress to this. What I heard was her bed being smacked against the wall.
I heard the banging sounds go on, how could I go to sleep after that? I pondered for a while, I was thinking I may get up and check what was going on. That door she had was always a bit crooked; I knew I could get a good look in. I didn't sit and think about the whole creepiness of it all, my mind was made up.
While I was walking to the room, I had already summarised who it was that was banging my mom, it was Dad, had to be. I was happy with that thought, would have been nice to have them back together.
Creeping over to the room, I didn't care about the mortifying sight of seeing them doing it, besides, Mom had a nice butt. All I knew was that I was going to see my mom and dad happy again. That would've been nice.
As I got closer, the sounds got louder, moans became audible. I heard my mom taking in deep breaths that were mixed-in with her sensual moans. I pushed the door gently with my finger; all I needed was an inch to see.
I saw my mom's curly hair bobbing up-and-down; I looked down to see her riding a man. Thank god, I thought, that it was not my dad on top; I didn't need to see that ass. Mom's cute butt cheeks were positioned perfectly on the man's legs as she shifted her body to rock back-and-forth on his cock.
I tilted my head so I could get a quick view of her boobs. Her breasts were surprisingly perky and pert for a 40 year old woman. She continued to ride the guy, I started to jerk off. Come on, it's my parents; at least I thought it was. I was about six years to late to be peeking in, but fuck it, I was peeking; this was a nice moment for them, and I wanted to enjoy it too.
"Harder," said the mystery man I hoped was my dad.
I never heard Dad during sex, so I didn't care that his voice may have been a little off from what I remembered.
"Harder," he repeated. He grabbed her hips and motioned his body up-and-down to shove his cock deeper into my mom. He slapped my mom's fit ass hard and kept on going deep into her.
"Come on, baby," he grunted, "Come harder." I knew then, that this was not my dad. I poked my head slightly in, I wanted a good look at that guy.
What came next shook me to the core; it changed everything I knew about my mom. A car, at the exact same time, had it's headlights on and was moving out. The head lights shone at the window. The window was right above the bed. The light shone on them, and I immediately recognized that white face and blond hair. It was Steve, Steve Taylor, who used to go to High School with me...
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To go forward, we have to go back two years, to when I was a sophomore in high school. Let me introduce myself quickly, my name is James Dolorosa. My mom's name is Mary. Two years ago, she was still married to my dad.
Back then, Steve Taylor was a senior getting ready to graduate (he was 18), the same position I am in now. Steve Taylor was the star receiver for the high school football team, he was going to play college ball and the whole school was excited for him. With his good looks, 6'3 stature and weighing in at a ripped 210 pounds, he had the pick of the woman.
At 18, at the time, I do mean it when I say he had the pick of the woman in town. The rumour going around was that the oldest he had was 27. That's big, if you're still in high school.
He was not a bad guy, but he was a jackass. His attitude towards woman pissed some of us off, it may have been jealousy more then contempt. I didn't care for him too much when he was in high school, but I really disliked that jerk after he left high school.
When I hit 18, a few months back, I became the AV Club president, pretty cool right? My predecessor had left behind a series of video tapes. On these tapes, were secret video recordings of various students. None of them took my interest; it was all tapes about who liked who and that kinda garbage. One tape did catch my interest. It was called, "Steve and fellow senior discuss hot moms."
I put that tape in and began to watch it. It was Steve and some other senior standing in a corner. They were discussing what they did the night before.
"So Steve, you bang Christina?" Asked Steve's friend inquisitively.
"No," said Steve sharply, "I was with Jenny's Mom...again."
"What!?" Said Steve's shocked friend, "Oh come on, you're moving on to women in their mid-thirties now? That is so fucked up, dude. Please don't tell me you're bored of the college girls already?"
Just to clarify, the college football recruiters were known to send some of their establishment's finest talent his way.
"Them?" Steve said, "You know they lack what really counts, experience dude. Experience is what it's all about. Those chicks lack the experience needed to please me. Why am I the only one taking up the offers the slutty moms give us?"
