u/BrunetteCurly

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Im a single mom whos been so buried in work lately that I havent even thought about my own dating life in months. So I never expected to be standing outside my daughters door getting turned on like this. Last Saturday I woke up early and was heading down for coffee when I heard the noises coming from Marias room.

She had brought home this college guy the night before. She said he was just a friend but damn he was hot. Tall built messy dark hair and a jaw that could stop traffic. The kind of super hot stud that makes you forget how to speak.

I stopped dead in the hallway. The bed was already creaking and Maria was moaning softly at first. Then it got intense. "Oh God Jake yes right there." Skin slapping skin the headboard banging her voice getting higher and needier. I knew exactly what was happening and I should have walked away. Instead I stood there with my heart pounding feeling that warm rush between my legs I couldnt ignore. Part of me wanted to knock on the door and stop it like a good mom. Another part of me was jealous that my 19 year old daughter was getting railed so good by someone that attractive.

I couldnt stop imagining him on top of her strong arms pinning her down that perfect body thrusting deep while she moaned louder and louder. She came hard crying out sharply and Jake followed with this low guttural groan as he finished inside her. Then there was just heavy breathing and soft laughter.

I hurried downstairs and started coffee and pancakes pretending I hadnt heard a thing. A few minutes later they came out. Maria was glowing walking a little funny and trying to act normal. Jake looked amazing in sweatpants hanging low and a tight t shirt showing off every muscle. He smiled politely and said good morning but that smirk he gave her told me everything.

I kept serving breakfast with a smile but inside my mind kept replaying the sounds. My own daughter getting fucked so good by this ridiculously hot college stud right before they sat down for pancakes. Im ashamed I listened. Im more ashamed how much it turned me on and how jealous it made me feel.

I feel guilty as hell. I catch myself wondering if I should set some ground rules or if Im secretly hoping he stays over again soon so I can hear it all over.

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It was early Saturday morning and I was already up, heading downstairs in my robe to start the coffee like usual. As I passed Maria’s bedroom door, I froze.

The sounds were unmistakable.

The bed was creaking steadily, mixed with soft breathy moans that quickly grew louder. My 19-year-old daughter’s voice carried clearly through the door.

“Oh God, Jake… yes, right there…”

Skin slapped against skin. The headboard tapped rhythmically against the wall. Maria’s gasps turned into desperate whimpers. I knew I should keep walking, but I couldn’t move. My heart pounded as I stood there in the hallway, listening to this ridiculously hot college guy fucking my daughter senseless just a few feet away.

Part of me felt shocked and embarrassed. Another part — the one that made me feel guilty — felt a warm rush of arousal. I couldn’t stop picturing his strong body moving on top of her, those muscular arms pinning her down while he thrust deep.

Suddenly Maria cried out sharply as she came, followed moments later by Jake’s low, guttural groan.

Then came heavy breathing and soft laughter.

I hurried downstairs, face flushed, and quickly started pulling out pans to make breakfast, trying to act normal.

A few minutes later I heard footsteps. Maria appeared first, cheeks pink, hair messy, walking a little funny. Right behind her was Jake — tall, muscular, still looking unfairly attractive in low-hanging sweatpants and a tight t-shirt

He smiled politely. “Good morning, Mrs. Thompson.”

My voice came out a bit too cheerful. “Good morning… Are you two hungry? I’m making pancakes.”

I turned back to the stove, heart still racing, painfully aware of everything I had just heard.

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Hey there, I'm not sure where I want this to develop to, but I'm curious for your ideas

It was early Saturday morning and I was already up, heading downstairs in my robe to start the coffee like usual. As I passed Maria’s bedroom door, I froze.

The sounds were unmistakable.

The bed was creaking steadily, mixed with soft breathy moans that quickly grew louder. My 19-year-old daughter’s voice carried clearly through the door.

“Oh God, Jake… yes, right there…”

Skin slapped against skin. The headboard tapped rhythmically against the wall. Maria’s gasps turned into desperate whimpers. I knew I should keep walking, but I couldn’t move. My heart pounded as I stood there in the hallway, listening to this ridiculously hot college guy fucking my daughter senseless just a few feet away.

Part of me felt shocked and embarrassed. Another part — the one that made me feel guilty — felt a warm rush of arousal. I couldn’t stop picturing his strong body moving on top of her, those muscular arms pinning her down while he thrust deep.

Suddenly Maria cried out sharply as she came, followed moments later by Jake’s low, guttural groan.

Then came heavy breathing and soft laughter.

I hurried downstairs, face flushed, and quickly started pulling out pans to make breakfast, trying to act normal.

A few minutes later I heard footsteps. Maria appeared first, cheeks pink, hair messy, walking a little funny. Right behind her was Jake — tall, muscular, still looking unfairly attractive in low-hanging sweatpants and a tight t-shirt

He smiled politely. “Good morning, Mrs. Thompson.”

My voice came out a bit too cheerful. “Good morning… Are you two hungry? I’m making pancakes.”

I turned back to the stove, heart still racing, painfully aware of everything I had just heard.

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Im a single mom whos been so buried in work lately that I havent even thought about my own dating life in months. So I never expected to be standing outside my daughters door getting turned on like this. Last Saturday I woke up early and was heading down for coffee when I heard the noises coming from Marias room.

She had brought home this college guy the night before. She said he was just a friend but damn he was hot. Tall built messy dark hair and a jaw that could stop traffic. The kind of super hot stud that makes you forget how to speak.

I stopped dead in the hallway. The bed was already creaking and Maria was moaning softly at first. Then it got intense. "Oh God Jake yes right there." Skin slapping skin the headboard banging her voice getting higher and needier.

I knew exactly what was happening and I should have walked away. Instead I stood there with my heart pounding feeling that warm rush between my legs I couldnt ignore. Part of me wanted to knock on the door and stop it like a good mom.

Another part of me was jealous that my 19 year old daughter was getting railed so good by someone that attractive.

I couldnt stop imagining him on top of her strong arms pinning her down that perfect body thrusting deep while she moaned louder and louder. She came hard crying out sharply and Jake followed with this low guttural groan as he finished. Then there was just heavy breathing and soft laughter

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I hurried downstairs and started coffee and pancakes pretending I hadnt heard a thing. A few minutes later they came out. Maria was glowing walking a little funny and trying to act normal. Jake looked amazing in sweatpants hanging low and a tight t shirt showing off every muscle. He smiled politely and said good morning but that smirk he gave her told me everything.

I kept serving breakfast with a smile but inside my mind kept replaying the sounds. My own daughter getting fucked so good by this ridiculously hot college stud right before they sat down for pancakes. Im ashamed I listened. Im more ashamed how much it turned me on and how jealous it made me feel.

I feel guilty as hell. I catch myself wondering if I should set some ground rules or if Im secretly hoping he stays over again soon so I can hear it all over.