I regret doing it, but I don’t.

Sounds weird right?
I’ll tell you what happened, but I need to show where it started.


Feburary 14th, 2009:
As any other horny 15 year old does on a late Friday night, I was in my room jerking off. The only difference was I was doing it to the thought of my mom.
She was an amazing woman, she has a nice ass, nice boobs, she was skinny and sort-of tall. She had blonde hair, and was lonley after Dad left her. I’ve always fanisized about fucking her, now the senario was perfect!
She’s a lonely woman, in need of a lover, and I’m her only kid, and the only other person in the house. Tommorow for sure I will make my move… maybe?
I was going fast and hard, more than usual, and right as I finished, I looked over and saw my mom, staring right at me, I froze.
She stood there looking at me for a few moments and quickly ran away.
How did I not notice her? Was she there the whole time? How did I not here the door open? Does she feel the same way about me as I do her? Millions of questions raced through my mind as I cleaned up and I put some clothes on.
I didn’t know if what just happened would ruin what I had planned or if it would speed up the process. I thought to myself that if she already saw my dick and obviously injoyed it, I might as well do tonight what I had planned for tomorrow.
I waited til around 10PM to talk to her, my heart was racing and so was hers as I started the conversation.
“Mom, I didn’t mean for that to happen.” I said.
“No, I should be the one sorry, masturbating is a normal thing in a kids life, Joey.