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Subject: Dottie and the Neighbor Boy, Chapter 18
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I would like to hear your comments on this story and ideas for more F/m
stories. If there any female readers with real F/m experiences, please
share them. -furfool
Chapter18
When Mary was back inside, she turned on the TV and flopped into a chair.
Andy sat on the floor in front of her. Mary's cunt hair was still very wet,
so she rubbed her hand through he bush to help it dry and fluff back up.
Andy asked many questions about the TV show, or anything he could think of,
to have excuses for turning around and casting glances at his mother's
pussy. Finally, Mary asked her son a question.
"Andrew, you said Dottie had talked to you about her vag . . . well, her
pussy as you like to call it. How did the subject come up?"
Andy was a little reluctant to open this complex issue. "Uh, it's kind of a
long story, Mom."
"I'm in no hurry. I'm just curious as to how Dottie's sex parts came up in
a conversation with you. I hope you didn't initiate it somehow."
"No. It all started when I was playing out back, and accidentally saw her
in her window. She didn't have a top on. I thought she would be mad so I
ran away. Then it happened again a couple of days later. Mom, I swear, she
wanted me to see her. She motioned me to come over and look. When I got
there, she spoke to me through the glass. She said she'd show me her pussy
if I jacked-off for her."
"Andrew, you must be making this up. I can't believe even Dottie would do
that."
"I swear it's true, Mom! You can ask her if you want! Besides, as often as
you peeked at me, why is it so hard to believe that Dottie would want to see
me?"
"That's enough, Andrew. I've already apologized for that." The truth was
that Mary was a bit jealous of another woman having seen her son's penis.
"So, you did . . . stimulate yourself in front of her?"
"Yeah, Mom. I would have done almost anything to see a real pussy! It was
the first time."
"Well, I guess it's understandable that you would want to see a woman's sex.
Dottie is very hairy . . . down there. Did you just see her pubic hair?"
"No way! She spread the hairy part and showed me the inside. Then she
started rubbing her clit while I pumped my cock. I think she came, too,
because when I opened my eyes after shooting all my jism, I saw her dropping
to the floor."
"Hmm. So even though she's getting all that sex from Fred, she still wants
to see young boys masturbate?" Mary asked rhetorically. "She must have an
incredible libido."
"What's libido?"
"It means she wants to have sex a lot."
"Yeah, Mom. She's really horny. She told me she likes to masturbate all
the time even when Fred's around."
"So you've talked about her pussy and masturbation; anything else?"
"Well . . . when I first met her, I was telling her how you were being mean
and peeking at me. She said you were probably just sexually frustrated and
needed an orgasm. That's why she bought you the books and stuff."
"Oh my God, that's so embarrassing! Andrew, how could you?"
"Mom! It was true! Besides, look at all the good cums you've had since
then." At this point, Andy stood up, walked toward his mother with his
waggling hard-on, and sat down beside her. "Also, isn't it nice that you
can sit there and play with your hairy pussy right in front of me, and I
don't have to hide my stiff cock from you?"
"Well, the freedom is nice, but I still worry about the long term effects.
I can't deny that I enjoy seeing your erection. Oh, God forgive me.
Andrew, I feel like I need to cum again. Do you want to do it with me?"
"Do what, Mom?"
"Masturbate. Jack-off as you like to call it. Wouldn't you like to cum
with me one more time before we go to bed?"
"Sure!" Andrew focused his gaze on his mother's hand, which began moving in
rapid circles over her clit hood. Again, he matched her rhythm as he pumped
his cock.
"Don't get any semen on the couch."
"OK, Mom." The pair frigged themselves with abandon. Soon, Mary began to
make pre-orgasmic moans. "Mom, I'm about to shoot! I'm afraid I'll get
jism all over your blouse!"
Mary pulled her blouse up to her neck, and pulled her bra up as far as she
could without unfastening it. Andrew looked at his mother's tits and new he
couldn't hold back. He quickly shifted his position to his knees and aimed
at the jiggling orbs. When the underside of his cock head touched his
mother's nipple, he began shooting torrents of sticky, white fluid. Mary
spread the jism over her tits and sent herself into convulsions. Andy
finished shooting and slid down, collapsed against his mother. The pair lay
there, breathing heavily.
Mary finally said, "Whew! That felt nice. I think I'm ready for bed; how
about you?"
"Um hmm. Thanks, Mom. That was really fun!"
Mary stood up and said, "I had fun too. Good-night, Andrew."
"Good-night, Mom."