I Saw My Friend’s Mom Naked. She Wanted Me to Watch
Solo Pleasure – For Him
I’d crashed at Mark’s place for the weekend. Just a quick getaway—video games, beers, zero responsibilities. His mom was supposed to be out of town. That’s what he’d told me.
But that morning, as I walked past the hallway toward the kitchen, I saw a light under one of the doors. I didn’t think much of it… until it opened.
And there she was.
Wearing nothing but a short white robe, loose and half-untied, with one bare leg stepping into the hall. Her skin still damp from the shower. Hair wrapped in a towel. Her breasts… full, firm, and for a split second, completely exposed through the gap in the robe.
She didn’t scream. Didn’t cover herself.
No.
She looked at me.
Right at me.
Held my gaze for two long, dangerous seconds.
Then turned around and slowly closed the door behind her. Like she knew exactly what I saw. Like she wanted me to see it.
I stood there, frozen. My cock already swelling hard in my pants, like my body had already made up its mind before my brain caught up.
Fuck. That wasn’t supposed to happen.
I spent the next hour trying to shake the image from my head. Watching TV. Scrolling through my phone. Nothing helped.
I could still see her – the curve of her ass under that robe, the way her nipples tightened when she saw me. That calm, knowing smile at the corner of her lips. Like a fucking goddess who just decided to bless a mortal with a peek.
Then I heard footsteps.
Soft. Barefoot.
She walked into the living room like she owned it.
Still in that same robe.
Only this time… it was even looser.
“Mark went to the gym,” she said casually, leaning against the doorway. Her voice was smooth. Confident. “He’ll be gone for a while.”
I nodded, trying not to stare at her cleavage.
She noticed.
She smiled.
“You don’t have to be shy,” she added, walking toward the couch.
I swallowed hard.
She sat down. Not next to me—on the other end—but turned toward me. One leg tucked under, the other bent slightly, giving me a teasing view all the way up her thigh. She let the robe fall open just enough to make my imagination work overtime.
I tried to say something—anything. But she beat me to it.
“You saw me this morning,” she said, voice low. “Didn’t you?”
My mouth went dry.
She didn’t wait for an answer.
“I saw the way you looked at me,” she continued. “I liked it.”
She moved closer. Her fingers reached over and brushed against the inside of my thigh.
My cock twitched hard.
“Do you want to touch me, baby?” she whispered.
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I didn’t answer.
I didn’t need to.
Her lips were on mine before I could think. Soft at first, then hungry. Her tongue slid into my mouth, slow and deep. She climbed into my lap, straddling me, her robe falling completely open.
Her breasts brushed against my chest. Full. Warm. Real.
She ground her hips down against my bulge, slowly, like she wanted to feel every inch of me grow harder.
“God, you’re thick,” she murmured, nibbling my ear.
I groaned, gripping her waist, letting my hands slide under the robe and onto her bare ass.
She reached between us and pulled my cock out. Just like that.
No hesitation.
She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking me slow, with that confident, teasing look in her eyes. Then, she lifted herself up… and slid down on me.
No panties. No pretense.
Just hot, wet, tight.
She let out a low moan, eyes fluttering shut as she sank down to the base.
“Fuck…” I gasped. She was tight. So fucking tight.
She started riding me, slow and deep, grinding her hips in smooth circles. Her nails dug into my shoulders. Her tits bounced with every motion, her nipples brushing against my chest.
“You’ve wanted this, haven’t you?” she breathed. “Thinking about me. Imagining me. Stroking yourself to the thought of fucking your friend’s mom…”
I couldn’t lie.
I nodded, hips bucking up into her.
She rode harder.
And then—suddenly—I flipped her.
Pushed her down on the couch.
Her robe slipped off completely.
She was naked. Spread out beneath me. Wet and glistening.
I grabbed her thighs, pinned her down, and thrust deep. Hard. Deep. Again.
She moaned, louder now. Legs wrapped around my waist. Nails dragging down my back.
“Fuck me, baby,” she gasped. “Show me how bad you want it.”
I did.
I gave her everything.
Slamming into her until she cried out, clenching tight around me. Until her body shook and she screamed my name.
And then I came—deep inside her—with a growl I didn’t recognize as my own.
We lay there, sweaty, tangled, breathing hard.
She brushed her fingers through my hair and kissed my forehead.
“You’ll keep this our little secret, won’t you?” she whispered.
I nodded.
But deep down… I knew I’d never forget it.
Not in a million years.
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She Wanted Me to Watch is an explicit solo pleasure story written for men. It follows a young man’s unexpected, erotic encounter with his friend’s seductive mother—an experience that begins with a glance and escalates into an unforgettable moment of raw desire.
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