Chaperon

John was laying in bed doing what he always did with his free time, jerking off to the thought of his best friend Emily. They had been friends for as long as either one could remember, and unfortunately for John, it appeared it was to stay that way. Emily always thought of John as a brother figure, but right now John was fantasizing about her figure.

John was imagining the 5'5" redhead's C-cup breasts bouncing as she impaled herself onto John's 9 inch cock. He pictured himself reaching around and grabbing her perfect bubble butt that always threatened to burst out of her impossibly tight jeans. John's hand was becoming a blur as it moved up and down his thick shaft, feeling his balls begin to tighten, he readied himself for the impending orgasm. Just as the first rope of thick, creamy white cum shot from his dick his bedroom door swung open.

"OH MY GOD!" John and his mother Jen shouted in unison.

John wanted to through the sheets over himself, but his orgasm had only just begun and no matter how hard he tried his hand continued to milk his seed. As jizz was being flung all over John's thighs, stomach, and sheets Jen stepped back and slammed the door closed.

"Oh honey I'm so sorry!" Jen shouted through the door. "Mommy should have knocked. I just came to tell you dinner is ready. So just clean yourself up and come on down sweetie."

John was to mortified to respond, and after a few minutes of self loathing, began to wipe himself down.