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Date: Sun, 22 Jan 2006 02:56:56 +0000
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Friday Afternoon (part 5)
Following the dramatic events of Saturday morning both Bobby and his mother had
been so exhausted that they slept until late afternoon. Norma was the first up
and made them a beautiful dinner in the middle of which Jake, father and
husband, unexpectedly showed up. It seems that everything had been settled and
he was back home again. That put a crimp on mother and son's plans for the rest
of the weekend. Actually from that point on for some time.
There didn't seem to be a spare moment when they were both home together that
something didn't get in the way of their getting together again. From time to
time they would give each other long knowing soulful looks, but that was all
that passed between them. For his part, Bobby was so hyper that he had to
masturbate three and four times a day just to keep the tension down and to allow
him to think of other things besides his mother. Each time he did it he replayed
the events from that Saturday morning when his mother had put on a masturbation
display he still found difficult to believe happened. Now matter how often he
jacked off, the moment he began fantasizing about his mother bent over in front
of him with clothespins on her long nipples, that huge cucumber stuck up her
cunt while she frantically finger fucked her own asshole he came almost
immediately.
As a result of that incident, Norma had a constant reminder for days afterward
because her nipples were extremely sore from having been clamped with the
clothespins. No matter what kind of clothes she wore she was always
subconsciously aware of the tenderness in her breasts. When the acute soreness
began to fade, however, she sought to re-intensify the feeling by wearing rough
materials without a bra, which she didn't really need, so that it would rub her
nipples. Like her son Bobby, she too masturbated frequently, more than she was
used to in the past. And she also fantasized about their second time together.
Her vision of the incident differed, however, in that she concentrated on the
sight of her son sitting on the very edge of the bed, hands tied behind his back
with his enormous hard penis jerking untouched in the air as it shot spurt after
spurt of thick jism, some of it landing on her. She had never before seen a man
cum without some sort of tactile stimulation and knowing that she alone had
aroused her son to such a point was something she would never forget.
Norma was entranced with her son's penis. To her it was the iconized focal point
of all her lust and passion. It baffled her that given her sexual experience she
should have become so obsessed with just this one organ, but she was and she
just accepted the fact and gave in to it. The only regret she had was that she
had forbade any physical contact between her and her son they had both agreed to
it and she was determined to hold to it for the sake of both of them.
She knew her son was in agony, but she couldn't help him without putting their
situation in jeapordy. She felt the same pangs of frustration herself, she was
sure. They would just both have to wait until opportunity presented itself and
not get foolhardy. He was young and restless and probably innocently unaware of
the tragedy which could befall them at any turn so she took it upon herself to
be strong and control the situation.
Two weeks had passed without incident or opportunity until, on Friday afternoon
Norma got home from work and got a phone call from the office pleading with her
to drive the twenty miles to Charleston and pick up some badly needed documents
at their branch office there. Jake, her husband, was already home and just
lounging around - god, she could kill the bastard - and Bobby was downstairs in
the den watching television. He had probably hoped, as she had, that they would
be able to use this time to be together.
She reluctantly agreed, therefore, to make the trip and was set to go out the
door when the idea occured to her. She turned and went upstairs to the den.
Walking in she said, "Hi, sport. Wanna take a ride?"
"Hi, mom. Where to?"
"Oh, I just have to run over to Charleston and pick up some papers for work.
Won't take long. Just thought you might like to ride along."
Bobby considered this for a couple of seconds and then said, "Sure. Why not."
Grabbing his jacket he headed upstairs behind his mother. As they climbed the
steep stairs Bobby's eyes were right level with his mother's legs just a couple
of feet in front of him. Just then he would have given anything to be able to
reach out and feel them up, to bury his face in their fullness and kiss them and
lick them with his tongue. It gave him an almost instant hard-on which he
surreptitiously had to adjust as they reached the top of the stairs.
It was a pleasant late afternoon drive on the back roads to Charleston and Norma
enjoyed the ride through alternating farm fields and woods. She was painfully
aware, however, that Bobby was not looking at the wonderful fall scenery ...
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