It's coming from Mom's room

"What?" You wonder, pausing mid-stroke, your ears perking up as you hear the faint sound again, the noise too soft for you to readily identify it but loud enough to pique your curiosity. "What was that?" You muse, your hand giving your hard cock one more full stroke before you reluctantly tuck your erection back into your pants. You can't get the image of your mother's ripe mature body out of your head, all you want to do right now is masturbate, but something tells you that you should wait, that you should investigate this mysterious noise. "Dammit," you grumble, untucking your shirt and letting it hang down over your pants to hide the telltale bulge in your pants, you slowly, quietly step out into the hallway. You stand there listening, holding your breath as you strain to hear the noise again. You stand there for a few moments, and are just about to give up in frustration when you hear it, and it's coming from your mother's room.

Sneaking silently down the hall in your socks, you near your mother's door, the noise coming now with more frequency and gradually growing louder as you near her room. It is only when you are standing just outside her bedroom door that you recognize the noise that drew you there, only then do you realize that you are hearing your mother moan and gasp loudly in obvious pleasure. Just the sound of her obvious pleasure makes your body ache, your already hard cock throbbing in your jeans with each loud moan, the noises of her lust easily audible even through the closed door. You stand there listening for a few seconds, your hand moving down to your pants, fumbling with your zipper as the sounds of your mother pleasuring herself fill the hallway. Unable, and perhaps unwilling, to stop yourself you start to slowly jerk off, your hand moving in time with your mother's gasps, your legs tensing and your teeth clenching as your entire body is filled with lust. You are getting close to your climax, your hand a blur now on your cock, sliding back and forth rapidly, but you know you won't be able to finish like this, not just from listening. You need to see, need to watch!

Part of your mind is screaming at you, telling you that this doesn't make any sense, that your actions today are completely atypical, but another part of you is telling you that this is what you've always wanted to do, that this is how you'd behave if you dared to. And that's the part of your mind that you listen to, realizing that your behavior today is how you've always wanted to behave, this is what you'd do if your inhibitions were gone. 'And it seems that they are!' You think with a smile as your free hand reaches out, slowly turning the doorknob as your other hand continues to stroke your erect cock. As you push the door open, you wonder if since you're inhibition are lessened, are your mother's as well? Would that explain her unusual behavior? And if so, what is causing this sudden uninhibited behavior, you wonder as the bedroom door swings open on it's hinges.

The sight that greets your eyes in the next second pushes any questions, any thoughts straight out of your mind as you stand there staring at the magnificent spectacle on the bed.