She and I sat down on the bed as she again apologized for interrupting my private time, several days earlier, saying how sorry she really was for intruding.
I told her it was my own fault for not taking time locking the door in the first place.
She smiled, saying she should have waited for me to invite her in. We both had a good hearty laugh at this!
She and I talked about various things for about an hour or so like two adults. She ended by saying, “About the other day, that will never happen, again. If I see your door closed, it means you want some privacy so I will knock first, then wait to be invited in.” She said, “You are no longer a child so you need not be treated as one.”
I love mom even more now than ever before since we had our little talk. I now see her in a completely different light, as a woman, not just my mother.
On my last day home, mom and I decided to have a late breakfast then go shopping. She had some things she wanted to get me for going back to school that next day. We spent the day together as mother and daughter, just the two of us shopping.
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I returned to school, going back to the flat where I stayed. We all seemed to arrive about the same time. Kathy, since it was her place, lives there all the time. Only the other two girls and I roomed there while attending classes at the university.
We, that is the three of us, got busy unloading our cars taking everything in. We began unpacking, putting our things away. Kathy went to get us something to eat. She got a KFC bucket of chicken with all the fixings so we could have a meal. Afterward, we all sat around talking about our trips home over Christmas.
Everyone had a wonderful time while at home with family and friends. They had come back with some fantastic tales to tell of their adventures.
Lynn’s brother got his leg broken when he was kicked by his horse (accidentally of course) while putting the horse back in his stable.
Ann’s grandfather went to the hospital the day after Christmas with severe chest pains. Ann said it was found that he had just eaten way too much of all the day’s rich food.
Kathy had broken up with her boyfriend on New Year’s Day after all the partying they had done New Year’s Eve.
My ‘adventure’ was having been caught masturbating by my mom, which was embarrassing, to say the least. The girls wanted to hear all the gruesome details of my experience of being caught, so I opened up and told them.
“I had lain back on the couch hanging one leg off the side, pulling up a porn site I liked, reading some new stories.
“I really needed it and I could not find any reason to stop,” I explained. “So since no one had been home in quite some time, I decided why bother locking the door. My fingers were now inside my panties, one leg over the edge with my foot resting on the floor, while my other leg was bent flat against the couch. I read with great interest, my mind swimming with all those possibilities…”
“I had my headphones on listening to the moaning and watching the video on the screen. My eyes were shut and I was moaning loudly, while my fingers were working my pussy. I was rubbing my thumb over my hardening clit. The central air conditioner kicked on and I let the first blast of cooling air hit my sensitive, hard, fully erect nipples. God it felt wonderful. My fingers slid further into my pussy, touching my g-spot.”
“Moaning again, my hips arched upward reaching my fingers; I pushed in my middle and ring finger deeper. I desperately wanted to squirt as I had seen the girls do in videos. Suddenly, I was shocked hearing a knock at the door.”
“No one ever waits for an answer in our house; mom poked her head in and then quickly darted back outside, shutting the door behind her.”
She called out, “S-o-r-r-y…” as she rushed back upstairs.
“I was so embarrassed I could not finish. I pulled up my panties and pants. I grabbed my car keys and speaking loudly, called out, “Mom I’m going out.”
“Okay,” was the only response I got.
We were both extremely embarrassed; I could not believe this happened to me, I was always so careful. I left right then with my pussy still wet and throbbing, pulling away fast, trying to clear my mind of my mother’s unexpected entrance.
I found an empty parking lot, so I could finish what I had started. I settled back, slipping my fingers back in my still wet pussy, rubbing my clit by inserting the same two fingers, thrusting them in and out… arching and moaning loudly in sheer delight.
I did not get a chance to squirt, but quickly felt an orgasm coming. My pussy splashed as I pushed my hips upward quickly against my hand, and I moaned again out loud. My juices were running freely down my hips, as I brought my fingers out and up to my mouth sucking the liquid off them.
I sat there, for what seemed like hours, bathing in that wonderful orgasm, until I once again gained composure and control so I could drive home…”
