I Caught My Son & Daughter Masturbating : Mommy’s Threesomes 15

Apparently it was something my son and daughter did regularly, but I wasn’t aware of it until I came back early from work and caught the both of them in the act.

They say they’re not breaking any laws and encourage me to join them in a group masturbation session.  But with my son and daughter on show I’m not content to keep my hands to myself.

 

 

Read An Excerpt

I’m ashamed to say it, but I was intrigued.

“Go on,” I told them both.

“Masturbate?” Owen asked.

“I thought you liked being watched?” I asked.

“I do,” he said.  “I don’t know about Lauren.”

“Kind of weird, Mom,” she said.

“What, so you two doing it isn’t?”

“Come on, Lauren,” Owen said.  “Let’s just do it.”

Owen started to move his fist over his cock slowly.  Both Lauren and I were immediately drawn to the act.  It didn’t take me long to see what all the fuss was about.  It was so hot to watch my son enjoy himself like that.

I stared, looking from the serene look of pleasure on his face and down over his athletic body to his cock.  Owen had shaven close, but left some hair over the top of his cock.  His balls looked smooth and inviting as they bounced between each stroke.

I was staring so intently that I hadn’t even noticed Lauren.  When I looked again in her direction I could see her finger moving slowly along her soaked slit.  I looked to her face but she only had eyes for Owen.  She stared like a woman possessed, matching her speed to Owen’s as he gradually increased his pace.

The two of them started to moan and all of a sudden it was me who was the odd-one-out.  In a room of three people where two of them are masturbating ideas of normality start to become a little skewed.

I walked slowly between them, trying not to disturb the absurd ritual that I’d walked in on.  Owen’s cock looked gorgeous.  I stared at it like I was possessed.  I could see why Lauren found it so incredible.

I tried to sit gently on the couch beside Owen but when he felt me join him he opened his eyes and looked over.

“It’s okay,” I told him.  “I don’t want you to stop.”

Owen slowed his pace and so did Lauren.  When I looked across at her she looked a little annoyed at me, as though I had snuck in and stole her boyfriend.

“Enjoying the view, Mom?” she said.

“How can I not?”

Owen smiled and I smiled back.  I faced him, swallowing nervously.  To be this close to him was a thrill.

“Here,” he said eventually, and he reached across and took my hand.  He brought it to his cock and I recoiled sharply.

“I can’t,” I said.  “I mean, I mustn’t.  It wouldn’t be right.  Would it?”

I looked to Lauren, pleading with my eyes for her to disagree.

“It’s Owen’s cock,” she shrugged.  “I think you should do it.”

Lauren smirked.  It was as though she thought I wouldn’t be able to bring myself to commit the act.

“Are you ready, Owen?” I asked

“Take it,” he said, and he held the base with his thumb and forefinger and left the rest to me.

I moved in my seat and tried to get comfortable.  I went first with my left hand and then my right, laughing nervously at how awkward I was making everything.

“Jeez, Mom, just grab his cock, would you?”

There sounded like there was a hint of jealousy in Lauren’s voice.  I reached out and wrapped around Owen slowly.  He felt even bigger in my hand.  I could feel the thin skin that covered the hard muscle beneath.  I jerked slowly and then looked to his eyes.

**********