Haven’t been on this forum in quite some time but found this thread exciting and it reminded me of a scenario I hadn’t thought about in years. Normally when I tell this story it’s for the comedy aspect or to share an embarrassing moment. I don’t usually include to whoever I’m talking to that it was a huge turn on for me.
When I went to college my mom and dad downsized to a one bedroom condo on the water. So when I came home for holidays and breaks there wasn’t any room for me. My closest childhood friend had a spare bedroom at his parent’s house and they were like family so I would stay with them. His mom was pretty for her age. She was probably only 55 or so but at 18-20 years old that’s much older. She was very helpful and always making us food and doing our laundry.
I recall one morning we were having breakfast and we told my friends parents that we were going on a hike. As I ate, a bad migraine came upon me. Back upstairs I felt unable to go through with a hike so I told my buddy to go on without me. He left and I laid down on the bed. Well headache or not I was 19 and before I knew it I had taken my clothes off and was masturbating. Back then it wasn’t as easy to look at porn on your phone or computer so I was using my good old imagination.
I lay there stroking my hard cock when suddenly I heard a gasp followed by my friends mom saying “Oh! I’m sorry!” And the door shutting. I was embarrassed and stood up to get dressed. Only I noticed one unexpected thing. My cock was hard as a rock and tingling on the brink of coming. The distance between the door and where I was was only about ten feet. And in the broad daylight she’d have had a view straight between my legs at my cock standing at a good 7” while I stroked it. I immediately replayed the situation and had an incredible orgasm.
I wasn’t sure what to do and figured confronting the situation was better than worrying so I went down to the kitchen and his mom said “sorry about that I thought you left. I was just getting laundry.” I told her it was ok and that I had stayed because of a headache. She immediately went to mom mode and got me some aspirin and water and told me to head back up to lay down. It never came up again.
There are a couple details though that came to me after the fact. One is that I didn’t hear the door open. Maybe I hadn’t latched it. But regardless there was no way to know if she swung it open and immediately said sorry or if she waited a beat and took in the sight. Part of me has always believed that she did. Because another detail is that when she said sorry the door didn’t slam shut. It shut at a normal maybe even slow speed. There was a good 3 or 4 seconds between “sorry” and the door shutting. Perhaps wishful thinking but I think she liked what she saw. Or at least took a moment to check it out. Her rosy cheeks when I joined her in the kitchen also made me feel there was more than just the mutually embarrassing moment and that there was arousal on both sides.
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