I laughed, too and went to my room as I heard her door close. As I stripped off my pants, I was only half surprised to find myself already hard. Naked, I laid on the bed, not even bothering to turn off the lights. I was too horny to wait. I needed some relief.
I started stroking slowly as I realized I was waiting, listening. I didn’t want to start until she did. I was a little shocked at myself but the wine made me feel like it wasn’t so bad. It’s not like it was the first time, I justified to myself. So I waited.
The humming was louder this time. I wondered if maybe she wasn’t under the covers this time. Or maybe it was a higher setting. I didn’t know but I could certainly hear it better than ever. And her moans were louder. Much louder.
I began to moan too as I stroked my hard cock, listening to the moans and whimpers coming from down the hall. It seemed like Mom had given up any pretense of privacy tonight. Like she couldn’t take it and need to just let loose, no holding back. I was right there with her. Week after week of trying to be quiet had slowly built up my need for more. I didn’t want to be quiet, damn it. I wanted to feel it.
Evidently, so did Mom. I could hear her panting and moaning and then, for the first time, words. I heard mumbles at first. I could tell she was saying something but at first I couldn’t make out any actual words until after a long moan I distinctly heard, “FUCK!”
I’d heard my mom swear before. She could have a mouth like a sailor when she wanted, especially if she’d hurt herself, stubbed a toe or something. But it had never been sexual before. “Fuck” had only meant pain or anger. Now it meant sex, it meant fuck.
I couldn’t help myself, I moaned, “Oh fuck yes” as I kept stroking. There was a half second of silence, only the sound of the vibrator before I heard Mom moaning again. And swearing.
“Fuuuuuck oh fuck yes mmmmm oh fuck that’s good oh god damn it mmmmmm” I heard coming from her room.
Pandora’s box had been opened and I couldn’t stay quiet either. “Mmmmm fuck its so good oh god yes I love it mmmmm fuck yeah,” I moaned as she kept talking and moaning with me.
“Yessss fucking so good mmmmm oh its good fuck fuck fuck mmmm,” I heard.
Without realizing what I was doing, I moaned out, “Oh fuck yesssss mmmmm it feels so good mmmm fuck that pussy…”
Silence. For the first time one of us had referenced the other one. I held my breath, eyes wide at what I’d done. Had I gone too far? I gripped my cock and waited.
It only took a second before Mom started moaning again and, in fact, louder. “Oh shit oh fuck mmmm yess I love it mmm I love fucking my pussy oh fuck…”
I moaned loudly and squeezed my cock harder to keep myself from cumming just at hearing those words. “Oh yes fuck it fuck it fuck mmmmmm so hot mmmm fuck!”
“OH fuck I’m fucking my wet pussy oh I love it my pussy is so wet mmmmm…”
“Oh shit my cock is so hard oh fuck this is so hot mmmm!”
I couldn’t believe what I heard next: “Ohhhhhh fuck stroke that cock baby oh fuck that’s hot oh god!”
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