Finish line

You quickly reach over to the night stand and grab a couple of tissues, then with a couple more deep strokes, you erupt making sure to cover your shaft in tissues to soak the mess up. The sensation of warm, thick fluid pulsing against your fingers is intense, and you let out a soft groan as you ride out the waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

As your orgasm subsides, you lean back against the headboard, your chest heaving with each breath. The cool air of the bedroom causes goosebumps to rise on your skin, and you shiver slightly, feeling both satisfied and ****. You take a moment to catch your breath, your mind still reeling from the intensity of your orgasm.

You throw the cum-soaked tissues onto the wooden floor with a soft thud. The sight of your body, clad in your mother's white lingerie, is both exciting and guilt-inducing. The delicate lace and silk accentuate your curves, making you look almost like a different person.

The bra hugs your breasts, pushing them up and together to create an illusion of even more cleavage. The thong cuts into your hips, emphasizing your waist and the roundness of your ass. The garter belt secures the stockings just below your hips, making your legs look longer and more feminine.

"I still have a couple of hours before they get home" you think as you start to roam around mom's bedroom in her lingerie.