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"Oh it's ok Dillon, I can wait," she said yawning and leaning against the wall in the hallway.

"Almost done," I said shaking my stiffness towards the bowl.

Once I'd finished the dribbling steam I tried tucking it as low in my underpants as I could. It was still easy to see I was sporting a massive boner. I crept out from the loo as I opened the door; there she was leaning against the wall with her arms stretched up in the air arching her back. From where I stood I could see the bottom of her butt peeking out from beneath her stretched nightie. I let out a breath as my cock twitched in my pants, causing it to push out further and less tucked. She turned to see me standing there, my eyes darted all around the place trying not to make eye contact. I stepped around her and pretended I hadn't seen anything. As I passed her though I swear she looked down at my crotch. I thought nothing of it though and kept my eyes straight ahead down the hall.

"Night then," she said almost taken aback.

"Oh yeah, sleep well," I replied before stopping at our doors when it hit me. It was faint but it was in the air. The smell of sweet sex permeated from her room into the hall. I turned back to see the light of the bathroom fade and I was in the dark. I began to breathe heavy at the filthy thoughts that entered my mind and what I was contemplating doing.

I stood staring into her room. I took step in and the smell grew a little stronger. I gulped at how terrified I was to continue with my steps, yet my feet dragged me further into her room until I was at her bed. The smell was stronger still, beckoning for me to come sample its exquisite perfume. Even in the dark I could see her plastic friend sitting on her bedside table, slick in the moonlight that was penetrating from her curtains. I put my hand up towards it in a reaching outward, when I heard the toilet flush. I turned and the light from the toilet shone into the hallway. I panicked, practically running from her room into mine. I closed the door quickly and jumped into my bed, no doubt sounding like a stampede of wild animals crashing through the house in the process. I heard walk down the hallway and stop at my door.

"Dillon, are you ok?" She said calling through my door.

"Uh, yeah ma," I called back. "I just slipped and kicked my door. Everything is fine."

"Ok, night then," she replied probably not believing me.

"Yeah night," I said still breathing heavily.

Think Idiot, what would you have told her if she'd found you in her room, dildo in your hand, the dildo she had just had inserted inside herself. She'd scream, call you a pervert and throw you into the street, is what. Get a grip, this is becoming an obsession. You know what, I was right. I was obsessed. Like I said earlier, she was the closest woman I knew, but it was more than that, she was the most desirable woman I knew. Her smiles, sounds and smells drove me wild. When I stood at the entrance to her room I felt compelled to enter, no not compelled, vexed is a better word. Like a voodoo spell had controlled me. My better judgement said no but my sexual appetite said you want it, you need it! I was still terrified at what I'd almost done, my heart still pumping loudly. The dumb thing was it wouldn't be the only time, it was only the first.

The next morning went without consequence, mostly because I was trying to behave myself I think. Anyway I got home at usual time and so did mom. We did our routine and settled in for dinner. Again she wore her workout gear to tea and I tried not to perve too much. She called me to the lounge again for more of that sexy show, same as the night before we cuddled. The whole time I was hard, when I went to the toilet I turned my crotch away from her so she could see. At one point she made me put my arm around her and she placed her arm around my stomach. She even rested her leg against mine. By the end of it all my cock was throbbing, almost in pain, I felt like it was going to explode.

"Wow, that was even better than last night," she said.

"Yeah I like where it's going, especially the relationship bit between Kelly and that guy," I replied, still not moving.

"Of course you do, you just want to see her naked," she said giggling.

"That's not why," I replied returning the laugh.

"Well you likely will considering how raunchy the show is."

"Do you mind?" I asked wondering if she was just putting up with it for me.

"No it's fine, I am a grown woman you know," she scoffed. "You don't think it's weird to watch it with me, do you?"

"No it's fine, I'm not embarrassed or anything," truth was it was the highlight of my day.

"Not even of this?" She said nudging the tightness of my pants with her forearm.

I gasped with disbelief, and she chuckled. She'd known all along and hadn't cared or said anything.

"Um," I said gulping lost for words. I went as red as a beetroot.

"It's ok, it's natural. You are young and it's not as if a show like that isn't going to get you at least a little turned on. You don't have to be embarrassed. I was just playing," she said reassuring me. I felt as if I wanted to pull up my legs to hide it but she was holding me in place.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be..." I stammered.

"Don't be silly, I don't mind. It's not like I'm not a little turned on either," she said with a chuckle.

"Really?" I asked as my cock twitched in my pants at the thought.

"You don't want to hear that about your mother, I shouldn't have said anything," she said sitting up.

"No really, no need for you to be embarrassed," I said turning to face her. "I like knowing this stuff."

"You like knowing I find this stuff sexy?" She said placing her hand against her chest.

"Well... I... mean, it helps you know... I mean, I'm not alone and you are a woman and..." She smiled warmly.

"It's ok, you don't have to explain, I get it," she said defusing my stammering.

"Oh good," I said breathing with relief. I had no idea what I was saying. I was just hoping I wasn't going to blurt out something stupid or creepy.

"So do you like the look of Kelly or do you prefer Alicia?" I was surprised she asked honestly.

"Well, I'm not hugely turned on by either of them really, although they both have nice bodies," the thing that really turned me on was having her so close to me.

"What about you?" I asked.

"Oh I'm a Simon girl," she said again surprising me. He like me was the awkward plainer one.

"Wow that I didn't see coming."

"Yeah he's cute and he'd be so fun to break in," she said naughtily.

Oh god the thought of mom being so into sex and speaking like this blew my mind. I was harder than I'd been all night.

"Now that's hot," I said before realising I'd said it out loud. She looked at me almost seductively.

"Did you mean that or were you trying to be funny?" She said staring at me. I suddenly began to sweat and wondered how I should respond. I smiled, licked my lips nervously and began to breathe quickly. She ran her fingers through my hair. "It's ok relax; I'm just playing," she replied smiling warmly.

"Oh..." I said trying to rest easier. "What I meant is that, he would be a lucky guy because you are such an attractive woman."

"It's ok if you find me sexy Dillan, I'm not dumb. You are a young man full of hormones and I'm not too shabby if I do say so myself."

"You are better than not too shabby," I replied easing a little more. She blushed a little at my comment.

"Well it's kind of you to say and honestly I'm a little flattered."

"Really? I thought you'd get it all the time."

"I don't get it from the nice guys though and that's what you are Dillan, one of the nice guys."

"Doesn't seem to do me any favours usually," I said scrunching up my face.

"Well it will when the girls get to my age, they will be lining up to get a piece of my boy," she said caressing my face.

"So does that mean you know any girls your age that might want to date me?" I asked laughing.

"I wouldn't think it'd be too hard to find one if you wanted one," she replied smirking. I couldn't tell if she was actually kidding or being suggestive.

"I'm only interested if she's as pretty as you are," I said checking if she was just playing a game.

Honestly I couldn't believe I was pressing like I had but I wanted to know what she was getting at. Was she just teasing me without knowing she was? I waited for her response and it was like she was bursting with a reply but it never came. She parted her lips as if she was going to say something but nothing came out. She just sat there smiling, running her fingers through my hair. I swallowed as my mouth felt dry, I wanted so bad to caress her face back. I wanted to pull her closer and kiss her passionately but I didn't. I sat there like a deer in headlights scared to push any further.

"We should go to bed," she finally said, ending our moment of tenderness and confusing emotions.

"Yeah probably," I said still not moving. She leant across and kissed me on the forehead, bringing her body close to mine. My nostrils were filled with her body fragrance. Regardless of the fact that she had worked out before dinner she still smelt faintly of flowers.

"Sleep well," she said rising off the couch, leaving me dazed and longing.

It took me a while to find the strength to get up from the couch; I wandered over to my room but stopped as I got to her door. Her light was still on and the door wide open. She walked out from where her wardrobe was wearing her little white nightie. She stopped as she saw me.

"Can you please get the light for me?"

"Yeah," I said flicking the switch off. Still in the poor light I saw her slip into her bed, her naked legs pointing in my direction.

"Night sweety," she said as she placed the covers over herself.

"Night," I replied as I closed her door. As the door clicked I breathed heavily and struck my head against it. She was driving me insane and likely had no idea.

Anyway I went back to my room, puttered around a bit and then got into bed. It wasn't long before I heard the familiar buzz from next door. I drank the glass of water on my night stand and I placed the glass against the wall for a better listen. Yes I know it's pervy but I was curious. The sound was always muffled so I never really heard her moaning properly. I could hear her panting and whimpering, it was so hot. I just wanted to be a fly on the wall in her room so I could see what I was hearing. As the thought entered my mind she moaned something, like a word. It was hard to hear though through the wall. I tried sharpening my hearing and there it was again. It sounded like "Durur", but it was too hard to decipher. Then I heard something very distinct. "Fuck me," she moaned. I took my manhood into my hand and began to pull as she moaned for her lover to penetrate her. Within seconds I was on the verge of orgasm. I slowed my rubbing and listened to her rise to her eruption. Moments after she had moaned her loudest I had reached bursting point. Failing to see anything handy I quickly reached for a tissue from my dresser and covered the end of my knob with it, barely containing my eruption it covered my hand in warm goo. Unfortunately outstretched I dropped the glass I was holding against the wall and it made a large clunking sound as it hit the bed head. It was silent for a moment as I came hard into the clumped tissues in my hand and then suddenly it wasn't.

"Dillan?" she called through the wall. "Everything ok?"

"Ah... shit," I muttered under my breath. "Yeah, I just dropped my glass of water."

"Did it go everywhere?"

"No it was empty," I said not really thinking that through. Why would I have an empty glass of water in my room that I was holding?

"Ok," she replied and the house was silent again. I knew I had to go clean up so I quickly bounced out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I quickly discarded the tissues into the toilet and took a well needed leak. Again this was no easy feat as I was still hard. Awkwardly I danced around the bowl until I found the right spot. I flushed the toilet and began to wash my hands, lathering them with soap and scrubbing them vigorously. I was so focused on the job at home that I was startled when mom opened the door. I looked over to her and stopped in my tracks. Here I was staring at her bare legs hunched over the sink in nothing but my jocks sporting a rather obvious boner.

"I heard the toilet flush so I gathered you were finished," she said whilst stretching lifting her nightie up to reveal a pair of pink cotton panties poking out, framing the perfect shape of her pussy. I took a sharp breath in and my dick throbbed, making it even harder.

"Uh yeah, just finishing up, it's all yours," I said straightening up and I noticed her eyes scan down my body. It was obvious that she could see my erection.

"Thanks sweety," she said walking towards me. It was like it was happening in slow motion. She put her right arm out, sliding it across my shoulder. She then wrapped the other around me and hugged me tight and sighed. Our bodies pressed together and I could feel the warmth of her breasts press against my chest through the thin cloth of her nightie. They were somewhat pointed as her nipples were stiffly digging into me. Secondly my hardness pressed against her belly, twitching at the sudden pressure.

"It's so nice to know you are always here," she said placing her cheek against mine. I almost melted. It was sweet and oh so hot at the same time. I wrapped my arms around her back too and rested then just above her shapely behind. I just wished I could drop them lower and take her lush cheeks in my hand and push her harder against me.

"Always," I replied enjoying the moment for as long as I could. She gave me a tight squeeze then began to pull away but not before she kissed me on the side of my lip. It wasn't like the usual peck either, it was slightly longer and less family like. I still remember it so clearly, it was the point I started that something was up. That it couldn't all just be in my mind, there was something to all the torture she was putting me through.

The hug ended and she smiled affectionately, her curly hair shining brightly in the bathroom light. She was gorgeous and I had to tell her so.

"You are so beautiful," I said smiling back. She blushed a little and her smile grew wider.

"Aw, you just say the sweetest things," she said throwing her arms around me again, this time placing her forehead against mine, our bodies squishing together again. The warmth from her body felt so good.

"It so nice to hug like this," she said with her eyes closed. "We don't hug enough."

"Well we don't have to stop," I replied chuckling.

"That sounds good to me," she said before pulling back for a second. "But I have to pee," she said smiling awkwardly.

"Ok well I should let you do that," I said disappointedly pulling away from her warm embrace.

"Doesn't mean we have to stop for long though," she continued. "Go jump into my bed and we will have a cuddle," she said taking me by surprise.

Oh god! My brain screamed. I was wondering how I was going to be able to contain myself wrapped in her arms. I smiled at her lost for words.

"Ok I'll see you in a sec," I said slipping out into the dark hall. My heart skipped a beat as I walked into her room. The familiar smell of her sex hit my nose again. I crawled into the middle of her bed and lay in the feint warmth of where she had just got off, the scent wrapping around my senses, driving me wild. I stared over to the white shining plastic sitting on the night stand, I moved an inch on the bed towards it then heard the toilet flush. I made my way back to the centre and waiting patiently as I heard her pitter patter of bare feet slapping down the corridor. Quickly she moved through the room and peeled back the cover.

"Brrrrr," she said sticking her feet in under the covers. "It's cold out there, come here and keep me warm," she continued as she slid in next to me and pulled the blankets up over us.

She snuggled up tightly next to me, she placed her head on my shoulder, her left arm around my chest and placed her naked thigh on mine entwining our legs. I'd never really been this intimate with a girl before. Well not in this way anyway, it was different when the girl doesn't really love you and it's a teeny I have no idea what I'm doing thing. She nuzzled her face against my chest and sighed contently. I moved my left arm around her and held her softly. She moved her left calf and ran it down mine, her toes touching against the top of my foot. The feeling was incredible, like I was cuddling with my lover after we'd both reached orgasm. In a way it was kind of true, in a different point of view. Still it almost felt that way all the same. I held her close and tilted my head towards her, smelling the clean fragrance of her hair. I lent my lips against her forehead and kissed her lightly. She sighed again but with an audible whimper, as if to tell me she was happy. Her left hand ran up my chest up to the side of my face. She tilted her head up to look at me in the dark, I could barely see her eyes but I could tell she was looking into mine.

"Stay here tonight," she whispered. I nodded in response and she kissed me on the lips, again she lingered for a moment more than usual, the kiss was more real than any she'd given me before. But alas, she still pulled away, leaving my lips a little wet and hankering for more.

She placed her head back on my chest and squeezed me tight. "If it gets too warm you can just push me off," she said still holding on.

"I don't think I'll move if you fall asleep like this," I replied seriously meaning it.

"Good, because I plan to stay like this," she said giggling. We lay silently not moving, apart from the rising and falling of our chests. I found feel her heart pumping through her skin, the rhythmic beating relaxing me. I let go of the fantasy of it escalating as much as I didn't want to. I was far too relaxed to let it keep me awake. Inches from sleep she murmured a goodnight. "Sleep well baby."

"You too," I replied, running my hand down her back and within a few moments I was asleep, cocooned in a motherly embrace.

My dreams were filled with naughty thoughts; let's just put it that way anyway. No need to really get into it because it's not that important but at least it explained the way I woke. As the first light of morning shone through the window I roused, we weren't the way we fell asleep but still in an extremely pleasant position, especially the way I woke. So I woke as big spoon, with her pressed up close to me. Now this would be a nice harmless position to wake up in usually if it wasn't for the fact that I was rock hard and pressing against the thing fabric of her panties. I dared not move for fear of waking her and having to explain the awkward situation, so I wiggled the tiniest bit backwards hoping to create a little distance. In doing so I had created an even stickier situation; pardon the pun. As I shimmied an inch backwards, she wriggled herself and murmured, wiggling herself backwards against me, rubbing her nethers against pulsing manhood. The feeling was intense, she was now pressing harder against me than she had before and I was fast losing the ability to concentrate. So I tried again after a minute of pure torture, with each millimetre I moved, she would quickly meet the gap, wriggling against me.

Unaware she was dry humping me in her sleep. I can't say it was amazing, because honestly it's more than I ever dreamed of happening honestly. Problem was I didn't want it to end up super awkward and have her think I was trying to touch her in her daze. The other impossible to deal with thing too was I knew she was enjoying it, she was moaning lightly each time she pressed against me. Sure at first it was pretty harmless but then it got impossible not to stop, I might not have noticed if the front of my own jocks weren't becoming damp from my own pre-cum but it suddenly got warmer. I knew I hadn't cum so I suddenly wondered why it was. Mom's crutch was angled perfectly against mine. It was her own excitement soaking through her panties. If I thought it was driving me insane before I was thoroughly mistaken. This was going to take all of my willpower to stop it, more than I'd mustered in my entire life. As much as it pained me to do, I took a little jolt backwards and lay down with my back against the bed. Breathing heavily and totally regretting it, I was still, the front of my underwear getting less warm from the mingling of liquids.