Date: Fri, 03 Jul 1998 00:30:04 -0500
From: Norman <highfive@cyberdude.com>
Subject: Mom's Eyes

(This is my true story. It happened when I was
21 in 1974. If you have had similar experiences and would like to
write to me, feel free to do so.)


It was summer of 1974 when I returned home from
my stay in the Air Force. It would be some time before I could
find an apartment and get a job to support myself, so I was
staying at my parent's house. While I was gone, my brother
had my bedroom to himself and my single bed was sold. My sister
had the other room and I therefore had to sleep on the sleeper
sofa bed in the living room. On one morning I had stayed out very
late the night before and was sleeping in. My father had taken
the rest of my family to the beach. When I woke up, I was
blessedly alone. Just then I had this raging hardon, the morning
piss hardon, just pressing against the mattress. 

I have a very nice looking cut dick, 6 inches long and
5-1/2 inches around at it's girth. I turned over to free
my cock and began to stroke it very slowly. My hand moves over my
hairy chest, caressing my nipples and slithering down to my balls
to roll them gently in my palm. I slide the skin of my dick up
and down my now rock hard dick and enjoy feeling the ribs inside
my penis. I fling the covers off of me so that now I am
completely exposed. I then start to jack a little faster and
began to moan softly with each stroke. Pulling my balls down
while sliding the loose skin up and down made me feel that
wonderful tingling that tells that I am about to shoot my sweet
cum. I lift my head off the pillow to get a look at it shoot. 

Just then, about four feet from the foot of the
fold out bed, my eyes met my mom, standing in the entrance to the
hallway. She had been watching me! I thought I was alone in the
house! But it turned out she had not gone with them. There I was
about to shoot my wad, moaning a groaning and I saw her eyes
staring right at my crotch. My mother had never seen my dick as a
teenager and had never seen my dick hard before. I don't know how
long she had been watching but as soon as I saw her I quickly
pulled up the sheets and had to turn over to hide the obvious
tent I was making. She turned and walked back into the hallway
darkness. 

When she did, I walked into the hallway
bathroom and started stroking for about two more minutes before
shooting stream after stream of hot sticky fluid all over my
stomach. Later when I came out she had my coffee ready for me to
drink and said good morning to me. Out of sheer embarrassment I
could not look at her directly in the eye for about two or three
more days. She and I never spoke about it. I do think that she
told my father, because later when he got home, after talking to
my mother, he smiled at me in a strange way. I will never forget
it. Even now, I still think about it when I am with my mom and
wonder if she does too. I would have loved to see my fathers dick
before he died, but sad to say, I never had the privilege. One
time I did jack off with my brother -- but that's another
story. 

Any comments are appreciated.