Action and Reaction. Chapter 2

...I couldn't believe my luck, I had decided to sneek into her room the same night she decided to play with herself, I quickly pulled my cock out and started to jerk myself off to my mom, her pink nipples still hard from her own stimulation, her pussy still wet with her love juice, I almost couldn't control myself. I slowed down to savor the sight before me and enjoyed how beautiful she was so lustfuly strewn about.

I could feel it building up and stroked faster and faster while staring at the tight snach infront of me until I finally released everything I had in me on her, it was so hot how ropes and ropes of my cum landed all over her, most of which landed right on her pussy with a few scattered pools around her tits and face.

After gaining access to post nut clarity I realized my mistake, 'how the hell am I going to clean her up without her waking'... the smell of my spunk still hung in the air after I wiped her down, I took my time when wiping her still sopping wet pussy, and made my way to the door.

Over the next few weeks this became a regular acurance, I would jack off to her then leave. One morning when I woke up I saw her start making breakfast, I sat down at the table making small talk even though my full attention was concentrated on her bouncy ass squeezed inside of her pants, I could almost see some camel toe, but the angle wasn't right, I just sat there mesmerized, noticung a faint odd smell, but when she went to flip the pancakes, she shuddered and started breathing heavily, " Are you all right, you don't look so good?"

" I'm fine, I just got light headed, I've been feeling sick for a bit, I'll be ok, I scheduled a doctors appointment for next week."

Even with her cheery attitude, I could easily pick apart her lie, she had a great immune system, and her breathing was getting louder and harder, I immediately got up and guided her to the couch, she was so sweaty and shaky she had a hard time walking without help, her face was pale and her eyes were barely open. It was after we left the kitchen that I noticed the smell again, I tried to find whatever it was, she was probably having an allergic reaction, but I couldn't find any weird plant or vegetable that she had an allergy to in the house.

" What the hell is happening?"

I ran over to her and she started whining in pain, the closer I got and the longer I stayed there the louder she would howl, "Is it me?" I questioned, defeatedly I smelled myself and my clothes they were like ground zero for the smell. I couldn't believe that I was the one putting her through this, I backed away from her until her breathing began to steady, I would have locked myself in my room, but my door was down the hall past the couch, so I went outside onto the balcony, far enough away that I could hear her, but she couldn't smell me. I was late for work but just stayed there, sitting outside where I couldn't hurt her.

After an hour she finally woke up, I watched her through the window as she looked for me, she must have thought I went to work because I wasn't in my room and I was supposed to be there. Thats really the only explanation I had because after a quick glance around the house, she went to her room and retrieved something from the closet when she sat back down she eagerly pulled down her pants and exposed her drenched panties.

After removing those as well, she pulled out her item, a pink vibrator which she turned on and slowly slid down past her bush and rotated around her labia.

Even from 20ft, I could see how wet she was, how her juices flowed down onto the couch, she slid the vibrator even lower, right ontop of her cunt, she used her other hand to spread open her lips, and gave an amazing view of her pink flower. She pushed the vibrators' head against her lips and moaned with pleasure.

"Why does... this... keeeep happpeningg..."

She panted through her words, and guessing from her technique and words, she has done this alot recently.

My cock began to swell, seeing my rolemodel masterbate from across the house was overwhelming. I kept my movements slow and unzipped my pants, pulled my almost fully erect member out and slowly stroked, I was so horny i could hardly hold back, and neither could she.

After just a few minutes, I could tell she was going to cum. My theory was solidified when she moaned faster, " oh fuuuukk", I was at my limit and so was she, "I'm cumming", she whimpered, turning the intensity all the way up as simultaneously I came, she came and shoved the vibrator head inside her cunt and squirted off the couch.

After her climax she laid back on the sofa, clearly exhausted with her legs still apart, she passed out.

I was a sweaty smelly mess, knealing on the balcony looking at my adoptive mother climax at the same time as I all over the tiled floor.

I slid into the house careful not to make a sound creeping closely to the couch, the smell had vanished. When I neared her she gave no sign of distress, "oh thank God ", I was worried I could never come near her again.

After saving some 'evidence' of her exposed nature, I grabbed my change of clothes and left the apartment.