The sound of running water echoed through the hallway, and Jake knew exactly what it meant. His mom, Sarah, was taking a shower. He was home alone, a rare occurrence since his dad was out of town on business. Jake, being a typical hormonal teenager, felt a familiar stirring in his pants.
He glanced at his phone, an idea forming in his mind. He could record it for later use, a secret stash of forbidden fruit. He tiptoed towards the bathroom, his heart pounding in his chest. He slowly turned the doorknob, grateful that his mom hadn't locked it.
As he peered through the cracked door, he saw her, naked and vulnerable. Her wet hair clung to her shoulders, and the water droplets glistened on her skin. Jake felt his breath hitch in his throat as he took in the sight before him. He couldn't help but feel aroused, his body responding to the forbidden view.
He started to touch himself, lost in the moment. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but he couldn't stop either. Sarah, blissfully unaware of her audience, finished her shower and reached for a towel.
"Jake, could you close the door, please?" she called out, thinking it was her son.
Jake quickly closed the door, his heart racing. He couldn't believe what had just happened, the thrill of getting caught making his body tingle. Sarah, none the wiser, dried off and got dressed.
Jake, still in his room, couldn't stop thinking about what he had just seen. He grabbed his phone and opened the video, his body responding to the sight of his mom. He started to touch himself again, lost in the moment.
Sarah, hearing strange noises, decided to check on Jake. She opened the door and saw him, red-faced and embarrassed.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" she teased, a playful smile on her face. "A little pervert, are we?"
Jake stuttered, trying to explain himself. But Sarah just laughed it off. "Go to bed, Jake. And delete that video, or I'll have to confiscate your phone."
Jake, still embarrassed, did as he was told. But he couldn't stop thinking about his mom. He decided to sleep on her side of the bed, hoping to get closer to her. As he laid there, he couldn't help but think about touching her.
He slowly reached out and touched her boobs, squeezing them gently. Sarah, being a deep sleeper, didn't wake up. Jake felt bold, opening her blouse button by button and grabbing her boobs again. His heart was racing, but he couldn't stop. He started to think about sucking on her boobs, but he was afraid she'd wake up. He decided to close her blouse and went back to sleep, but not before he rubbed his penis on her ass and injected a little bit of his love into the sheets.
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