“Well go ahead I’m waiting!” She nods her head towards my lap.
I’m frozen. I’m afraid to move and I’m afraid to say anything. I’m thinking this must be a trick, some kind of ‘Test’ or something. You know to find out just how much therapy I’ll really need. She turns her attention back to the TV briefly. The ‘Mom’ is stroking her son’s dick faster now.
“Tell me when you’re going to cum honey”, she says to her son.
“You can cum in my mouth so there’s no mess.” She smiles up at her son.
“Wow! Look at that” Mom says still with no shortage of sarcasm.
I still feel like I’m sitting in the display window at Macy’s trying to pick lint out of my asshole with my elbow. She looks down into my lap again.
“We don’t have all night here.” She tells me as she looks at her watch and I’m starting to think she’s serious.
“Your Father will be home pretty soon.” She booms at me.
“Mom?” I ask looking up at her face.
“What?” She says nonchalantly almost joyfully.
I’m still not sure what to say and I’m wishing this will all just go away.
“What’s the matter? Are you having a problem? Don’t tell me you can’t get it up with your MOM standing here?” She says laughing at me.
My eyes almost popped out of my head. Did she just say that? I’ve never heard my mother talk like this and I never expected to. Truth be known, I DO like these kinds of movies. Forbidden sex and all that and I HAVE jerked off thinking about my Mom who is a very good looking woman, hot with a kick-ass body that all my friends give me shit about.
“Can you fix me up with your Mom?” They ask me.
“Do you have any pictures of your Mom naked?” They ask.
“Do you have any of your Mom’s underwear we can have?” Shit like that.
I’ve dreamed about situations that have led to just such a thing, but they never went quite like this. And when I didn’t think it could get any worse.
“Move your hands I can’t see.” She says with a tiny smirk on the corner of her full lips with more humiliation and she was having fun too.
“Mom, I” Was all I got to say.
“I said MOVE YOUR HANDS!” The stern authority was heavy in her voice.
“NOW!” She demanded
I slowly and reluctantly did what I was told to do. I slid my hands away to reveal my sorry lifeless dick. I remember thinking this would be a pretty good time for a 747 to fall on the house. My mother’s eyes were now focused between my legs.
“Huh, I don’t understand” She teased.
“I thought you liked this, you certainly looked like you were enjoying it when I walked in” She says.
“Do we need to go in the garage or something? Get down behind some boxes? Or maybe out on the front porch so everyone can watch? I suppose you’re into that too.” She belittled me again.
I figured she was baiting the trap. And she was doing it with great glee.
“Mom” I asked.
“What?” She asked me.
“Can I go upstairs?” I replied.
“Why? So you can jerk off in the privacy of your room. That seems a little too ‘Normal’ don’t you think?” She smirked.
“I get it MOM.” Her brow narrowed making her look more sinister.
“I don’t think you do.” She stated her tone even and sharp.
I closed my eyes and sighed.
“But I’m not” I began but she cut me off.
“You’re not WHAT? I thought this was the kind of shit that turned you on. What are you waiting for?” She snapped at me.
“But I can’t” I started to sob.
“Well I hope you’re not waiting for me to do it for you.” She smirked again.
“No!” I shouted.
She stared at me for a few seconds. I couldn’t read her at all. She looked at her watch again.
“It’s getting late.” She says.
“I don’t think you’re trying hard enough.” She says with my protests ignored.
“I guess I’m not as hot as the Mom in the movie, huh? Maybe you should watch the movie a little more. I’m sure that will help.” She said as she moved out the way of the television.
“Mom?”
Her eyes narrowed again, “What?”
There was a long awkward silence.
“You’re going to sit there and do it or you’ll be sitting here like this when your father comes walking through that front door. And if I were you, I would pray he doesn’t bring anybody home with him, your choice. Maybe you’ll think twice before you do something like this again in my living room.” She said folding her arms in front of her.
She sounded callous and uncaring down-right heartless. My Dad would be home in less than an hour and a half, assuming god forbid he didn’t come home early. I don’t know what she was expecting from me, but I tried to do as I was told.
I watched the movie, to keep from looking at my Mom. She looked at me then looked down at my shriveled dick.
“Well,” She waited.
I half-heartedly began to rub my lifeless dick. It would seem my dick had blacked out gone to its happy place leaving me to deal with all this.
The ‘Mom’ was kneeling down on the concrete floor of the garage now with one hand on the boy’s thigh and the other stroking his dick hoping to make him cum quickly.
“Come on Honey before someone comes in.” She said.
The boy groaned and leaned into his mother’s hand.
“That’s it Baby give it to Mommy.” She cooed.
The living room was filled with the mother’s voice. My mom and I listened as she whispered to her son.
“Does it feel good Baby? Do you like me doing this to you?” She purred.
“I wish we had enough time to fuck again sweetie, but we can’t get caught doing this.” She tells him with great disappointment as she looks at his cock and chews lightly on her bottom lip while she obviously rethinks the situation.
“Maybe you can put it in me for just a minute…” She moans.
Out of the corner of my eye I can see my Mom watching the television intently. She seems to have momentarily forgotten all about me. Instead of getting up and running to my room like I should have I turn my head and focus on her. My eyes scan over her body. She looks good in her work clothes. Her long brunette hair lays sprawled over her shoulders. A dark tight skirt that hangs past her knees hides much of her beautiful legs and a silky white blouse that lays loose over her frame the first two buttons undone exposing a hint of the thin white under blouse that hid the roundness of her breast and of course the black high heels. She looks professional yet soft and sexy. ‘The hot Librarian look’.
As I stare at her and rubbed my dick I notice to my surprise and horror that my dick was starting to react. It wasn’t in a coma after all. I could feel the blood rushing back to my loins and I’m not sure how to handle this unexpected turn of events. Before I have time to give it much thought she turns towards me and catches me staring at her and she shifts her eyes to my lap and her eyebrows go up.
“Well, well.” She says. ”
“What do ya know about that?” She smirks.
I froze with my dick in hand.
“Isn’t that interesting?” She says.
“Oh don’t stop now.” She tells me.
She shoots another glance at her watch, “You’re running out of time.”
I’m embarrassed and afraid that I’ve failed the test and I brace myself for the wrath.
“Go ahead get your hand around it.” She tells me.
I find her words and her tone strangely engaging and I comply. I close my fingers around my dick and I am amazed at just how hard I’m really getting.
“You better hurry before your father gets home.” She says her tone and manner seeming to have changed a little bit as she seems more a little more pleasant now.
“That’s it come on and fuck me!” The mom in the movie says. Her words echo off the walls and we both turn to watch.
The Mom now lying back on the hood of the car as the boy starts to fuck her. Now I’m watching my mom watch the movie. She doesn’t seem so tense. She seems truly interested in what she’s watching. She looks a bit dare I say Subdued? She turns her attentions back to me and once again finds me staring at her. My dick is hard and swollen now and the tip is getting red and slippery. I continue to stroke myself as my eyes glide up and down her body.
“Why are you looking at me?” She asks me with a little less attitude.
She seems like she really wants to know. More interested in the way my dick feels than the trouble I might get into I tell her the truth,
“Because of the way you look.” I tell her.
She raises her eyebrows and draws her head back a little. I think I caught her off guard. Her body language changes slightly taking on less of an aggressive stance and more of a passive almost in a little girl posture her tone now milder the tone of someone that modestly accepting a complement with just a hint of surprise.
“And how do I look?” She asks as she straightens her blouse inadvertently gliding her hand over the ample cleavage the blouse barely covers.
“You look really hot.” I blurt out.
She has no reply. She seems a bit embarrassed by my honesty and again her eyes move down to my lap.
“It looks like you’ve managed to get it hard after all.” She says trying to regain some of the callousness in her voice.
“Really hard.” She adds with a tiny measure of either surprise or acceptance I’m not really sure which maybe both.
“I’m going to cum Mom!” The boy says on the TV.
My Mom turns quickly to the television and I keep looking at her. My Mom watches as the boy steps back and the mother quickly scrambles between her son’s legs. She takes hold of the boy’s wet prick, opens her mouth, closes her lips over the head of her son’s cock, and jerks him off into her mouth. She lets his cum pour out over her bottom lip for the camera and it’s quite a load.
“My god!” I hear my Mom whisper.
“I bet that’s the kind of stuff you’d like ME to do, Isn’t it?” She says as she turns to me.
She’s trying to sound stern again appalled but seems to be falling shy of the mark. We stare at each other for what seems like a long time. My hand is steady moving up and down in my lap. I’d love her too, but I don’t have the nerve to say it out loud.
“Are you going to cum looking at me?” She asks in a low soft voice now almost like she’s thinking out loud.
Hearing her say that makes me shiver and I shake my head ‘yes’ with tiny quick shakes. That’s the best I can do and I find her tone oddly soothing and exciting at the same time now.
“You’re gunna get cum all over my sofa.” She states.
I have no intention of stopping even if I could. I’m finding the experience pretty intense to say the least as mom looks at her watch again.
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