Literotic asexstories – Mom's Three Weeks Off Pt. 02 by Thomas_LM_Windsor,Thomas_LM_Windsor
I GREATLY appreciate all of you who have been patient and understanding. I know what the frustration of waiting is like; it can be terrible. But I hope this chapter doesn’t disappoint and is worth the wait!
Anyways, without further ado, here is the next part of Jason and Deborah’s story! Please forgive any grammatical mistakes, and all characters are over the age of 18.
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Deborah waved goodbye to Jason as she watched him turn the corner at the end of their street, and then he was out of sight. The mother sighed, a smile on her face despite the feeling of loneliness she felt with her son off to school. As she sighed, she noticed the faint cummy smell lingering on her breath from Jason’s load that she had swallowed that morning. Licking her lips, she could still faintly taste her son’s salty, sweet cum. She closed her eyes and bit her lip as she remembered his cock spitting out thick gooey ropes into her mouth. Not a normal breakfast for her, but Deborah thought she could get used to it.
With another wistful sigh, Deborah turned around and walked into the house, shutting the door behind her. Standing in the entryway, she tapped her foot and pursed her full red lips, still swollen from her dick sucking, as she thought about how she would spend the day. There weren’t any chores around the house that she needed to do, and if there were she wasn’t about to start her first day off, if you didn’t count the weekend, by doing housework.
Thinking of what to do, she kept being drawn back to hers and Jason’s new relationship. She couldn’t get the image, nor the taste, of her son’s big dick out of her mind. Fidgeting, she thought about running upstairs and petting her kitty until she purred.
However, as she was heading upstairs, thinking of how close she and Jason now were, she was reminded of one of her best friends, if not her best, Chelsea Bywater, the mother of Jason’s best friend, Jimmy.
As Deborah had discovered when she became a mother, the parents of her child’s friends often become her own, new, friends. While that did happen to be how she and Chelsea had first met, the two mothers had hit it off remarkably well and, to this day, continued to get along swimmingly. A big reason as to why Jason and Jimmy were so close was that their mothers were always hanging out, and when the boys were kids, their moms had brought them along to play together while they chatted and gossiped.
Deborah briefly wondered if Chelsea and Jimmy were as close as herself and Jason. Growing up, Jimmy had been a mama’s boy just as much as Jason had, and he still showed a lot of affection to his own mother; some might say too much. Deborah quickly shook her head to rid herself of that notion. There was no way that Chelsea would cheat on her husband Pete, the Pastor of their local church. Moreover, there was no way that Chelsea would commit incest with her own son!
Thinking of how Chelsea would never do what she and Jason had done, Deborah started to doubt what she and Jason had committed over the weekend; it was basically incest! Was she wrong for helping her son relieve himself? Sure, everything she had been taught said it was wrong- ethically, morally. But she hadn’t felt wrong when she’d had Jason’s cock in her mouth. In fact, she had felt perfect, as if that was how she and Jason were meant to be together. Well… maybe just a bit short of perfect. While she had been blowing Jason over the weekend, her gooey, dripping pussy had been frustrated to say the least. These warring emotions between shame and the arousal that came with it were a little frightening.
However, while she didn’t think Chelsea would blow her son Jimmy, Deborah really wanted someone to talk to about the issue. But how would she bring it up to her friend? There wasn’t an easy way to explain that you first jerked off, then blew your own son, even swallowed his load. But nobody could blame Deborah for that last part; what was a mother supposed to do when her son came in her mouth and his spunk was absolutely delicious?? Spit it out and make him feel as if his nut was gross?? hardly something a loving mother would make her son suffer.
Deborah thought all these things through as she walked into her room and plopped herself on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Maybe she could just explain what had happened in the first place, say that she had kicked Jason in the balls and had needed to look. Maybe she could fib a little and say that during her examination Jason had cum. Deborah couldn’t see how the conversation would progress past that point because she couldn’t say how Chelsea would respond. However, that was good enough for Deborah for the time being.
Whipping out her phone, she texted her best friend.
“Hey Chelse. You got time to hang out today?” she sent.
Deborah lay back on her bed and let her mind drift as she waited for a reply. Images of Jason’s glistening cock spitting white ropes kept resurfacing. It didn’t take more than a few minutes for her phone to ping.
“Yea absolutely Deb! I know you just started your vacation. Wanna drop by at 10?”
“10 Works great!” Deborah texted back before putting her phone down with a smile. Glancing at her bedside clock, she saw that it was only just 8am. She had a solid hour and a half to kill before she would leave for Chelsea’s. Looking around her room, Deborah saw nothing to draw her attention and she still could not get Jason out of her mind.
“Fuck it,” The mother said to herself as she lifted her ample bum off the bed and shimmied out of her sweats and panties. She sat up and pulled off her shirt as well, freeing her tits, but kept her cute knee length socks on; they were very warm and comfy. Kicking her clothes to the bottom of the bed, the mother shuffled up the mattress so that she leaned against her pillows by the headboard.
Dipping her hand between her thighs, Deborah sighed as she slid a finger through her gooey folds. She couldn’t believe she was already this wet. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as she stroked, slowly dragging her finger along her clit. Her legs twitched, attempting to clamp together instinctually, and she had to consciously spread them open wide, giving her hand space to work on her pussy. The mother spent the next 45 minutes playing wither her mommy muff as she remembered how her son’s cock had filled her mouth with its hot, heavy weight.
She came three times before staggering to her washroom on weak knees where she showered and cleaned herself up to go see her friend. Picking out a nice cream coloured blouse and some casual jeans that hugged her wide hips, full bum and narrow waist wonderfully, she put on some cute pink Vans sneakers to complete her look. Turning in the mirror, she nodded approvingly before hefting her tits and letting them settle with a very satisfying jiggle. She was always impressed with her tits for how firm and perky they stayed despite her years and despite their mass.
Quickly tying her curls into a loose bun with some strands left out near the front to frame her face, she smiled at herself, adjusting her glasses, before heading downstairs. Grabbing her keys out of the bowl in the entryway, she left her house and locked up. Glancing at her watch, she saw she had 12 minutes to 10. The Bywaters only lived two streets down and she could easily walk, but the sun was blistering.
Getting into her car, Deborah started the engine right away and cracked the windows, blowing out the stale hot air with the AC. Plugging her phone in, she bumped some old tunes as she checked her mirrors and appearance once last time. Looking behind her, the mother pulled out of her driveway.
Not even two minutes later, Deborah stepped out of her car and closed the door, locking it, as she headed up the Bywater’s path to the front door. She was 5 minutes early, but Chelsea knew that she was a bit of an early bird; better to be early than late Deborah always thought- it was only proper.
Ringing the doorbell, Deborah stood back, hands clasped in front of her. She was somewhat nervous thinking about what she wanted to confess to her friend. But she was sure that Chelsea would understand, she was very close with her own son and would sympathize with Deborah’s motherly concern for her boy.
Deborah didn’t have to wait long before the door swung open to show her smiling friend. Chelsea stood somewhat short for a woman at a modest 5’3 and was considerably shorter than Deborah’s 5’9. Looking down, Deborah was reminded of how pretty her friend was. She had her honey blonde hair tied up in a perfect bun, rather large because her hair was so thick and long. Her smiling face had two adorable dimples and she had the ever-present soft blush on her cheeks; Chelsea suffered from minor rosacea.
“Deb!” her friend nearly squealed in excitement as she held out her arms and rushed forward. Deborah opened her own arms and embraced her friend happily.
“It’s so good to see you Chelse,” Deborah returned as she pulled her friend close. She felt their boobs mushing against each other through their shirts, fighting for limited space. Pulling back, Deborah smiled down sheepishly but Chelsea beamed. Deborah spared a glance down at her friend’s cleavage poking out the top of her plunging blouse’s neckline. While Chelsea was a small woman, who took painstaking care to stay slim and fit, she had been blessed with an ample chest. Deborah knew that Chelsea was just a D cup, but on her small frame, her tits looked massive, and they jiggled just as much as Deborah’s own.
“Come in! Come in!” Chelsea insisted happily as she stepped inside and waved for Deborah to follow. Deborah did with a smile and a tucking of hair behind her ear. “How have you been Deb? And how long has it been since we’ve talked!” Chelsea kept on as she led Deborah into the sitting room and had her take a seat.
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