A reader’s tale:
Ever since the divorce, my mom and I lived in a small flat, mainly consisting of her bedroom and a livingroom-kitchen-thing, where I sleep.
There is only a door between her room and mine and it’s always open because of our cats.
One night, we had been drinking a little bit, we decided to call it a night and go to bed. I was still on my phone a bit, when I could her her grab one of her toys and a bit later, moan quietly.
I got so incredible hard instantly and just felt such an incredible urge to touch myself. I kept as quiet as I could, but as she began breathing faster, nearing her orgasm, I just couldn’t help myself and came lots.
We didn’t speak about it the next day. She didn’t even act awkward or anything, as if she was not aware of it. I thought of it as a one time incident, but I guess I was wrong.
That evening, she said she had a headache while watching TV, so she went to bed. I went too and just a bit later, I could hear her moan again, a little louder this time.
I felt so aroused again and began stroking myself again. This time, I wasn’t so silent. I was sure she could hear me breathing heavily.
This went on for a few nights now. She is moaning really hearable and so am I. I think we both know we mastrubate to each other, but I don’t know what now.