Friday Afternoon part 4

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Friday Afternoon part 4Part 4Norma declined the invitation to stay for breakfast and visit withher sister. She was anxious to get home to see her son. Rather thanhaving satisfied her lust, the previous evening’s phone call andsubsequent sex play had only inflamed her that much more.It was eight oclock as she pulled in the driveway and she hoped Bobbywas still asleep so she could get cleaned up and make herself attractivefor him. As she entered the house and went to hang up her coat she heardhim moving around in the kitchen and was a little disappointed. She thencalled out, “Hi, Bobby, it’s me – I’m home.””Hi, mom,” she heard him call back.As she entered the kitchen she saw her son sitting at the table eatingtoast in nothing but his undershorts. Walking by him toward the coffeepot she tossled his hair and said, “Hi, sport. You OK this morning?””Yeah, sure, mom.” was all he said and he seemed a bit shy orembarrassed. That would be natural, she thought. After all, howmany people her son’s age had ever engaged in phone sex with theirown mother?Norma got a cup of coffee and then went and sat down at the table withBobby, but didn’t say anything. She waited instead for him to strike upa conversation. When he remained silent and wouldn’t look at her shefinally decided to break the deadlock.”Are you OK, Bobby? Do you feel OK?””Sure. I’m fine.””Then what’s the matter. You’re acting as if I’m not even here.”After a short pause he said, “Well, I guess I’m just a littleembarrassed about last night.””Does that mean you don’t want to look at me or talk to me anymore?””Oh, mom, no. It’s just that – well, you know.””No, Bobby, I don’t know. Tell me. Remember, I’m your mother.””Uh huh. That’s part of the problem, I think.”Norma didn’t say anything so Bobby blundered on, “I mean, you’remy mom and I know that what we did isn’t supposed to happen betweena mother and son.”Gently Norma leaned forward and laid her hand on Bobby’s bare armsaying, “Yeah, I know. And I understand your feelings. I have that sameproblem myself so can we at least talk about it?””Sure, I guess.””Would you like to just stop doing it, dear. That is, do you think weshould just quit and pretend like nothing ever happened. I’d be willingto do that if that’s what you really want.””Aw, gee, mom. I can’t stop thinking about you. You’d think after lastnight I could at least get some sleep, but I woke up dreaming aboutyou.””And were you excited?””Yes.””And did you do it again. Did you jack off again?””That’s the hard part. I felt so bad and just wanted to forget itall, but I was – you know – hard again.””Uh huh. And what did you do.””Well, I decided I’d wait for you to get home. And the worst part is, Ihoped it would happen again.””Does that mean you want to do it some more?”Bobby lowered his head and folded his hands in his lap and muttered, “Uhhuh.””Look at me, darling.” When Bobby moved his head and looked intohis mother’s eyes he became so filled with lust and love that italmost took his breath away. “I know that what we’ve done isn’texactly, uh, right, Norma continued on, but I’m willing to go ondoing it if we can both agree to a couple very simple rules.””Rules?” Bobby asked”Right. I think everything will be OK if we agree to two things,actually. First, there should never be any touching. We should nevertouch each other. Everything will be alright if we just watch oneanother, I think.”When she hesitated, trying to gauge her son’s reaction he asked, “And …… the second thing?””I feel it would be best if we limited stuff to once a week. And onlywhen your father’s away. Would that be OK with you?””Sure, I understand that. But does that mean that we can just watch andthat’s all?””Yes. I don’t think we should get involved any further than that, dear.It might lead to consequences neither one of us wants.”Bobby stayed thoughtfully silent, but she could read the disappointmentclearly written all over his features. The frown on his face told thewhole story and it tugged at her emotions because she felt a strongsense of frustration herself with the conditions she had just laid down.Finally Bobby looked up and said resignedly, “I’ll do whatever you want,mom. You’ve always known best and I sure don’t want anything to happento you.””That’s so sweet of you, darling. All in all, I think it’s best for usboth. We’ll see, though, won’t we. Now – how are you feeling just rightnow?””OK. I can accept that.””No – that’s not what I mean. I’ve been thinking about you all night andall the way home in the car from your Aunt’s.” Bobby now caught thesudden shift in his mother’s tone, but asked anyway, “What do you mean,mom?””I mean, that I’m really horny, Bobby. And if we weren’t in thissituation I would simply go upstairs and frig myself off. But sinceyou’re here, would you like to discuss the promise I made you last weekand again last night?”Bobby’s interest picked up immediately and he said, “What’s to discuss?”Seeing his eagerness, Norma said, “Whoa, young stud – not so fast. Iwant to talk about this first, if it’s alright with you.””Uh, OK.””Tell me now what you think I promised you.””Well, last week you kinda promised me that sometime or other that you’dlet me watch you do it.”Norma was rapidly becoming excited again as she could see the results ofher offer causing Bobby’s shorts to begin tenting out and wanting to usethe conversation to further stimulate herself as a sort of verbalforeplay she decided to milk it for all it was worth.”Watch me do what, Bobby?””You know, mom. You said you’d let me watch you masturbate,” he saidimpatiently.”Uh huh. And . . .””And what?” It was tough trying to get her son into her little verbalgame. It was plain that he just wanted to get on with it. But Norma wasnot going to let him have control of the situation.”And . . . I want to know if you still want to do that. Do you stillwant to watch me jerk off?””Of course I do!””And when do you want us to do this.””Why not right now?””Well, I’d need to get cleaned up first.””That’s OK. I’ll wait.””Now, how would you like this to happen. Tell me.””What do you mean?””I mean, would you like me to get almanbahis giriş dressed up for you?””You mean you’re going to do it with your clothes on?” Bobby suddenlysounded let down.”No, silly. I mean, would you like me to dress up the way I was in thosepictures?””No shit!” Bobby exclaimed. “Ooops, sorry mom, didn’t mean to swear likethat.”Ignoring his little outburst Norma continued, “Would you like tosee me the way I was when I was doing it then. In the half bra andgarter belt and stockings and heels – you know, like some of thewomen in your magazines? Would you like to see me dressed like aslut?” The tone and sound of her own voice was now turning Norma on.”Oh wow! That would be great. You mean, I’d actually get to see you livejust like you were in those pictures??””Sure. If that’s what you want?” Norma said playfully. “Is that what youwant, Bobby?”Suddenly Bobby began to catch on and said, “I’d really like that,mom. I’d just love to see you all dressed up in those sexy things.You’ll look great that way. And it’ll even be better to watch youdo things to yourself when you’re all dressed up. Wow!”Now she knew she had him. “And what kind of things would you liketo watch me do to myself, Bobby,” she asked huskily.When Norma looked down she saw that Bobby’s shorts were stretched out infront meaning he probably had a full hard-on. “Is the thought of lookingat your mother while she masturbates turning you on, dear?” she askedcoyly as she nodded her head toward his crotch.”Kind of obvious, isn’t it,” Bobby replied and blushed.”Come on, Bobby, tell me what you’d like me to do for you while youwatch. Don’t be shy.””Well, whatever you want, I guess.””What’s the thing you want to see me do most to myself? What do youfantasize about most?””Uh, OK, do you think you could do it with that thing in you? You know …. .””You mean with the dildo?””Yeah, with the dildo. I’d love to see that live.””Well, I hate to disappoint you, but that wasn’t mine and I don’t haveone. But wait,” Norma acted as if a sudden thought just came to her. “Ithink there’s a cucumber in the refrigerator I could use. Except it’d beawfully cold.””A cucmber?! Holy cow! You’d put a cucumber in you?” Bobby exclaimedamazed.”Sure. I’ve jacked off before with lots of things in me besidescucumbers.”He couldn’t believe his ears. His own mother admitting to such lewdbehavior. It was the sexiest thing Bobby had ever experienced and madehim want to grab his hard prick right then and there but he refrained.”I know,” Norma mused, “While I’m upstairs getting ready you can get thecucumber out and warm it up with your hands for me. Would you do that?””Sure I would. Oh mom.””You’re really getting hot now, aren’t you, Bobby?””Uh huh.” he answered looking into her eyes. Norma was very excitedherself and decided to cut off the blabber and get on with it.”Well, I’ve got lots planned Bobby, but why don’t I go get ready.You wait here and warm up the kuke for 15 minutes while I change.It’s now nine oclock. You wait until 9:15 and then come on upstairs,OK?. I’ll be in my bedroom and you can just come right in.”So saying, Norma rose and headed upstairs while Bobby turned inhis chair and opened the refrigerator door. Rummaging around inthe vegetable bin at the bottom he actually found two cucumbers;one was considerably larger than the other and he decided devilishlyto take the bigger one. Eyeing it, he couldn’t imagine how hismother was going to get the thing into her cunt because of itssize. He then proceded to start warming it in his hands as she hadasked, rubbing it up and down and twisting his two hands aroundit. God, how he wished he had one that big, he thought. He was soaroused now that he considered just doing it right then, but decidedit’d be better to wait until he could watch his mother. Then they’ddo it together, only face-to-face instead of over the phone likelast night.Bobby waited impatiently for the fifteen minutes to pass, eachminute seeming like an hour. When it was time he jumped up andalmost ran to the stairs. Once upstairs he slowed down and walkedto his mother’s bedroom where the door was closed. He knew she saidhe could just walk right in, but he’d never done that before andknocked softly out of habit.He heard his mother’s sexy voice say, “It’s open dear, you can comein,” as if from a long way off. When he entered the room she wasnowhere in sight, but he could smell her perfume. Then he heardher say from her walk-in closet, “Did you bring it with you, Bobby?””Yes ma’am, I did.””Good, just lay it on the nightstand by the bed.”He put the cucumber down and sat down on the edge of the bed facingaway from the closet. After about a minute he saw out of the cornerof his eye his mother walking around in front of him. The sightwas not what he expected at all. Instead of the sensual picture hehad imagained, he saw his mother completely covered from head totoe in her long plaited bathrob. The only thing showing was herhead with its long wavy black hair cascading down her back and herhands with their long slender fingers and bright red painted nails.Still it was kind of enticing wondering what was underneath therobe even though he’d seen the pictures. But this was going to bedifferent he thought.Suddenly his mother came to stand in front of him and looking down athim said, “Now – before we get started, remember, you have to abide byour agreement, OK?””Oh, sure mom. I agree . . .””And just to be sure that you’re not even tempted, I need you tocooperate in one little thing, OK.””Yeah, sure. What is it?” he asked quizically.”I want you to stand up, turn around and put your hands behind you.””You mean like this,” Bobby said, as he complied with her instructions.Norma said, “Right.” And reached into her robe pocket producing a man’snecktie with which she promptly began to bind Bobby’s wrists tightlybehind his back.Surprised and not knowing what his mother was up to he asked, “What areyou doing. How come you’re tying me up, mom?””Just want to make sure you can’t act on any temptations you might have,dear,” Norma replied smoothly, finishing the job.”Aw, almanbahis güvenilirmi come on, mom,” Bobby said, feeling disappointed and wondering howthis was going to work out with his hands bound behind him. “How am Igoing to get to do it myself, tied up like this?” He sounded to Norma alittle worried now.”You’re not, darling,” Norma replied in a bitchy tone of voice. “Ipromised you that you could watch me. But I didn’t say anything aboutyou doing it at the same time, now did I?””Well, no I guess you didn’t. But that’s not fair.” he complained.”All’s fair in love, war and sex, dear son,” Norma replied. “Don’tworry, everything’s going to work out. Trust me, OK?””OK, I guess.””I just want your undivided attention while I put on this show for youand I don’t want you breaking it up by doing anything else. When I’mfinished, then we’ll see . . .” and she let the sentence trail off.She then told her son to turn around again and to sit on the edge of thebed. As he turned around he noticed that his mother’s back was to himand he lowered himself down still looking at her robe-clothed back.Suddenly the entire robe fell to the floor revealing his mother’sback to his gaze. Norma didn’t move except to cock one leg up sothat she was standing with her hands on her hips in a sexy posewith her ass thrust enticingly toward his face. Bobby was dumbfounded.The view of his mother from the back was stunning. He could seeeven from this point that she was dressed exactly as she had beenin the pictures. Now, however, he could see her bare ass up closeand revelled in how beautifully big and well shaped it was. And,oh, those long, full legs encased in sexy nylons. God, he justwanted to reach out and run his hands up and down his mother’sbig legs.Still Norma hadn’t said a word, just knowing that her son was feastinghis eyes on her backside and deciding to let him get a good look at herfrom that angle. Finally, she said, “Like what you see, Bobby?””Oh, god yes, mom. You’re beautiful.””Am I sexy too, dear?” she asked teasingly.”You know you are, don’t you, mom?””Want to see more, do you?””Oh yes, please. Turn around, please,” Bobby pleaded.Slowly Norma revolved until she was halfway around and then stoppedgiving her son a side view of her. Now she looked down at her sonwith the most sexually smoldering expression on her face that hehad ever seen. Compared to his mother, the women he had seen inmagazines all appeared to be pretentious. She was the sexiest thingalive. And she WAS alive and this was real and actually happening. Hiscock throbbed so hard now that it actually began to hurt.”How’s this, dear,” Norma queried, noticing that Bobby hadn’t yet takenhis eyes from hers. “Don’t you want to look at my tits?”Bobby’s eyes dropped to her bosom where he took in her small breastswith the amazingly long dark nipples. They were held up and out bythe partial-cupped bra which left her nipples and most of theareolae exposed; the areolae being so large that a portion of theirlower half was hidden by the bra cup. After a moment, his gaze felldown to her legs which to him were almost as exciting as her tits.”Do my tits still turn you on, Bobby? Do they?””Yes, ma’am. The nipples are so big and sexy,” he said, aware that thisexpression was fast becoming a litany, but not being able to helphimself.Hearing this Norma almost asked him if he liked them badly enough towant to suck on them, but then remembered the rules she had laid downand caught herself. It wouldn’t be fair to him to taunt him that way,she felt, even though she would love to have him suck on her nipples.God, in the condition she was in right now she would probably cum on thespot the minute his lips and tongue touched them.Then she turned to face him full on and his eyes went immediately to thejunction of her thighs where he spied what had previously only reallybeen hinted at. His mother had a large crop of black pubic hair whichentirely covered her cuntal area with a small arrow-like trail leadingalmost up to her navel. As he continued to look at her crotch he noticedall of a sudden a trickle of moisture starting to run down her rightthigh. Before even thinking about it he looked up and said, “Uh, mom, doyou need to take a pee? You’re getting wet down there. It’s OK – I’llwait.””Oh my god, Bobby,” Norma exclaimed, surprised at her son’s naivete,”no son, I don’t need to pee. What you’re seeing is a result ofthe excitement I’m feeling. When women get excited they excretefluid.” She was then going to further his education by explainingto him that the purpose of the fluid was to facilitate fucking,but again, that would raise the spector of more than they agreedupon and she didn’t think it would be fair to him. Thus she remainedsilent and just let him wonder.After letting him silently stare at her for what seemed ages Normafinally said, “Shall I get started, dear?””Uh, gee, whatever mom,” he answered, still in awe at the sight of hismother dressed like a wanton slut.Norma then moved to the wall and retrieved the ottoman there andpulled it over and positioned in about three feet directly in frontof where Bobby was sitting and sat down facing him. “I want you tostand up for a minute,” she said.Bobby arose with difficulty, his hands being bound behind him. Whenhe finally got up, Norma reached up with both hands and slowlylowered his undershorts down over his hips, pulling the front wayout and over his massive erection which was now sticking straightout not more than a couple of inches from her lips. For a secondshe considered just giving in and almost opened her mouth to takehis cock, but again restrained herself. Suddenly the undershortswere down around his ankles and his mother ordered him to again sitwhich he did.”Spread your legs wide apart, Bobby. I want to see that magnificent hardpenis of yours. God, it’s so big!” As she looked at it, she could seethat it would twitch and throb every second or so and wondered whetherBobby was on the verge of cumming.Looking up at him finally and seeing that she had his attention she putthe forefinger of her right hand in almanbahis yeni giriş her mouth and began to suck onit. Getting her finger good and wet she then cupped her right breast inher left hand and squeezed the areola, making the nipple jut out. Thenshe began to stroke the nipple, inundating it with her saliva coveredfinger.”This is how I usually start out masturbating, Bobby. I get myself goodand hot by playing with my tits and nipples. They’re so sensitive,” shemoaned and she continued fondling her breasts while her son gawked ather.”Then, when my pussy is good and wet I still play with my nipple andstart to stroke my cunt lips.” Now Norma put action to her words andreleased her breast and lowered her left hand to her groin and inserttwo fingers in the massive dark jungle. As Bobby looked down he couldnow make out through her pubic hair two plainly swollen lips, shiny andpink. Nested between them and protruding downward was what appeared tobe a very small but distinct penis-like projection. But his motherdidn’t touch that part of her, running her fingers all around it andfinally diving one finger up and inside her fuck canal. When shewithdrew it, Bobby could see that the finger was coated with a clearslimy liquid which she then used to coat her clit.Still fingering her nipple she now began in earnest to stroke thearea around her clit in a slow but steady circular motion, saying,”God, that feels so good. Can’t take much more of that though. I’llcum in a second.” So she stopped.Bobby was disappointed until he saw Norma lean toward the nightstand andretrieve the cucumber. Holy shit! her thought to himself, she’s actuallygoing to use it. And she doesn’t even look scared?Norma then stood up and moved to the side of the ottoman and said, “Nowfor the main event, huh.” She put one high-heeled foot on the ottomanand spread her cunt lips apart with her fingers. With the cucumber inthe other hand she moved the tip to the entrance to her cunt and startedto twirl it. Then while still twirling it she began to slowly push it inand Bobby was flabbergasted to see it start to disappear into her. Andshe didn’t even cry out, but just started to moan real loud. He couldn’tbelieve it.Bobby watched in total awe as his mother slowly worked the cucumber intoher twat, twisting and turning, slowly in and out, bit by bit untilalmost the whole thing was up inside her.”Are you enjoying this,” she asked, not looking at him. “Does it arouseyou to watch your mother fuck herself with this big fat cucumber?”All Bobby could do was grunt, “Uhhhh.”Without sitting down, Norma turned and looked at her son and said, “Nowfor an added attraction,” and she reached over and opened the drawer ofthe nightstand and reached inside. When she withdrew her hand Bobbycould see her holding two plain ordinary clothespins and wondered forthe life of him what she was going to do with them. Then she sat downagain on the ottoman facing him with the cucumber still firmly embeddedin her cunt.”I can see from your expression that your wondering about theseclothespins. Well – the sensations aroused in my nipples and cunt byhaving them clamped on my nipples is absolutely exquisite, let me tellyou. And since we’re going all out today for your pleasure I’ve decidedto give you the whole show.”Norma took a clothespin in one hand and spread the jaws open. Then withher other hand she pulled one of her nipples straight out and affixedthe clothespin directly over it and let it close. The look on her facewas almost one of agony and Bobby started to get a little concerneduntil she said, “Oh god, that hurts so good.” Then she did the same withthe other clothespin to her other nipple.Bobby was now beside himself with lust, love and other mixed emotions hehad never before experienced. He was painfully aware of the rigidness ofhis cock as it stuck up from between his thighs and throbbed under itsown volition. Acutally his whole groin was now throbbing, not only hiscock, but his stomach muscles and his asshole as well. It felt like hewas going to cum any second now and nothing was even touching him.Norma was aware of his state and felt she had better hurry herself alongor Bobby would blow his load before she finished. With the cucumber inher cunt and the clothespins clamped painfully to her nipples she onceagain stood up. Now she turned three-quarters sideways to Bobby so hecould see her from both behind and part of her front. She bent over thenand turning to look at his lust crazed face said, “And now for the bestpart.”With one hand holding the cucumber in place she put the middle finger ofher free hand in her mouth and began to suck and lick it while shecontinued to stare into her son’s eyes. Bobby couldn’t believe it whenshe removed the finger, loaded with spit, and moved it around behind herto the region of her ass.”Well, want to know what’s next,” she panted.Bobby could only nod his head in assent as his mother replied, “Now I’mgoing to jack off my asshole, Bobby. I’m going to stick my finger in myrectum and finger fuck my ass till I cum.” And she did just that.No sooner had Norma gotten her finger buried in her rectum andbegan to finger fuck herself than Bobby was overcome with theblatant lust of the scene being played out before his eyes and felthis whole body begin to spasm. Suddenly his whole body went rigidand in disbelief his entire pubic region seized up mightily andheld the seizure for a long moment before it released and began arhythmic series of incredibly strong spasms, each one sending fortha jet of white jism from his rampant cock. Some even landed onhis mother’s side and hip as he continued through the orgasm,watching his mother watching him sperm while she continued tofrantically finger fuck her anus. The combination of the clamps onher nipples, the cucumber in her cunt, her rapidly frigging fingerup her ass and the sight of her son’s spasming turgid penis senther over the edge as well and she entered a really strong climax.When they were both through, Norma fell forward onto the ottoman fromexhaustion and she released the cucumber as she steadied herself withboth hands. It slid slowly from her cunt and plopped unceremoniouslyonto the carpet behind her.Bobby simply fell sideways, hands still bound behind him and continuedto stare at his panting, sweating mother as the afterspasms of orgasmcontinued to course through both of them.

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