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 "Mom's Encouragement" Chapter 7 Fm inc voy exhib implied bi
   Later that night, mom and I were on the couch.  We were naked, of
course, cuddled and watching movies.  It was late, and I was a bit tired,
and I lay there with my head in her lap.  She rested her hand on my
shoulder and the softest smell of her sex greeted my nostrils as I rested,
and we enjoyed a movie.  Our favorites have always been bad scary movies; I
think because there's such a wonderful mix of bad acting, horror violence,
and somebody getting naked for no apparent reason.
   We had reached a point in the film where a beautiful blonde lady (Sarah
somebody...) was bent over a table with her dress up really getting it from
behind.  Between watching the action on the screen, and the scent in my
head, I could only think of one thing: that beautiful vagina that was just
inches from my face!  I turned up to look at her.
   "Mom," I asked.
   "Yes, baby?" Mom looked me in the eyes.
   "Um, may I...  do something?" I tried to tell her with my eyes what I
was thinking and she read them just perfectly.
   "Oh, baby!" She parted her legs as I sat up.  "You can do that anytime!"
   She turned her back against the arm of the couch, and opened her legs
toward me.  God, what a beautiful sight!  Her lips were so soft, with just
a hint of dampness, and I couldn't wait to taste them.  I didn't want to go
too fast, though.  I wanted to take my time, and make my mom cum hard!
   First I lay a gentle kiss directly on her lips, as though I were kissing
her mouth.  It was a soft and sensual kiss.  I then licked up and down her
slit, getting a good taste of those sweet juices!  Going up, I licked hard
against her clit before wrapping my lips around it and sucking hard.  Mom
moaned and grabbed my head with both hands, pulling me gently in.
   "Mmm, baby, that's good!  Suck momma's pussy," she purred.
   I reached down and stroked my dick while I was sucking on her pussy.  I
was already so hard I thought I would explode.  I moaned with satisfaction
and sucked harder on her clit.  Then, I backed off just a bit, pulled my
head back against her hands to get room enough to lightly flick my tongue
up and down across her soft spot.  I just barely touched her, licking up
and down as fast as I could.  Mom's breathing increased and she pulled
harder against my head, making it more difficult to keep far enough back.
   "Oh!  Baby!  Oh, honey!  Just like that!  Oh, God!  Don't stop!" Mom's
hips were shaking in my hands, and her juices were pouring down my chin.  I
stroked my dick faster and faster.  "Oh, fuck," she cried out!  "I'm
cumming!" She bucked hard against my mouth when she did.
   I didn't stop.  I stuck my tongue as far inside her as I could, and
drank her juice.  I brushed my face across her pussy, and got her wetness
all over it.  I went back down and took her clit into my mouth, sucking
hard and rolling my tongue across it.  I was nursing on her clitoris as
hard as I might, and pulled her hips toward my face.  Mom spoke up.
   "Oh, you evil little boy!  You're gonna make mommy cum again, aren't
you? Oh, God, yes!  Suck it!  Oh, God!" Soon mom was shaking and bucking
against my mouth.  I was lost in a heaven of her juices!  I couldn't hold
back much longer.
   I pulled my face up and put my knees between her legs.  "Mommy?  I need
to cum, mommy!" (Somehow "mommy" sounded so much dirtier than "mom".) I
held my dick just above her vagina, poised to squirt across her stomach.
   "Oh, baby boy, let it go!  Cum for mommy!"
   God, did I cum!  I felt seven hard squirts of cum fly out of my balls,
and across my mother's belly and breasts!  The last few drops pooled in her
pubic hair.  I was spent.  I fell down across her chest and she pulled me
in tight, spreading my cum between us.
   "That was nice, baby-boy!  That was nice!" I looked up, smiling into her
glossy eyes.  We lay there several minutes in silence.  The movie had ended
and the dvd player shut itself off.  "I hate to do this, baby, but I've got
to go lay down.  I've got to be in (to work) an hour early tomorrow," she
looked into my eyes and brushed her hand through my hair before continuing,
"as much as I would love to stay right here!"
   I blushed at her acknowledgement of our intimacy, and hopped up off the
couch.  I stood there and just looked at her for a moment.  She was
beautiful sitting there, wet with sex and sweat, and a satisfied grin
across her face.  I stood still for a second with my hands at my sides,
smiling, as though I were waiting for her approval.  She leaned over and
gave me a soft kiss on the lips.  "I love you, baby," she said.
   "I love you, too, mom!  G'night!" I turned to go back toward my room.  I
stopped at the bathroom for a moment, hoping to get a cloth to wipe the cum
off my chest.  I looked and saw a pair of mom's panties on top of the
laundry, and forgot all about the wash cloth.  I held them up to my nose.
They were black satin, and I'm sure she'd been wearing them all day.  The
aroma filled my sinuses and fogged my brain!  I took another deep breath,
and then used them to wipe the cum off me.  I smelled them one more time
and put them back.  I was going to sleep like the dead!
   I woke up early- well, early for me- and sat up in bed.  The house was
silent, and morning's light was spilling across my bed.  My sheets were up
across my knees, and the lightest smell of sex reached my nostrils.  I
smiled with the memory of the night before.  I hopped out of bed and
started toward the kitchen; hungry would only stay quiet for so long.
   Mom was already at work, and I had the house to myself.  No matter how
many times I had done it, just the act of walking through the house naked
still excited me.  It wasn't like being a nudist, were everyone's naked all
the time, and sex really isn't an issue- it was more forbidden somehow. 
Walking by windows always excited me because we all we had up were sheer
curtains!  Now, we have a big back yard, so there wasn't much of a chance
of someone walking by close enough to see me directly, but the idea that
someone could thrilled me!  We also had a large picture window in the
living room.  Now I could avoid being in the living room easily enough, but
the hallway and the family room were on either side of it, and being seen
coming or going was a real possibility.  I loved it!
   Another thing, nudists don't generally walk around with erections half
the time, which I did.  Behind it all, whenever I was nude, I remembered
the only reason I was free to be nude in the house was because mom and I
had decided to live with no secrets- nothing hidden.  So, when I was naked,
all I could think about was her letting me stay naked, of her wanting me to
stay naked.
   I was putting pop tarts in the toaster when the phone rang.  I walked
over to the table (Right by the kitchen window!) and picked it up- the ID
said it was Trent.
   "Hello," I said, smiling.
   "Hey, man, are you coming over today?  Mom and the girls are gone! 
They've gone up to Richmond to shop all fuckin' day." It's always exciting
when you've got the house to yourself; something I had been enjoying all
morning.
   "Sure!  Gimme 10 and I'll be right over." I was little let down that
Tracy wasn't going to be there, but hanging out and having the run of the
house was pretty okay!  I grabbed my pop-tarts and went back to my room. 
Once there, I pulled on some jeans and my "Beatles" t-shirt, ran a quick
brush through my hair, grabbed the house keys and ran over to Trent's.  I
pecked on the door and let myself in, which was pretty much standard
procedure for us, and hollered up the stairs toward his room.
   "Hey!  What's a guy have to do to get a Coke around here?"
   "Probably go to the fuckin' fridge to get one," his voice answered back.
I laughed.  I was already going that direction.  Trent and I were pretty
comfortable in each other's houses, and after a while you're not a guest-
you're family.  Family gets their own drinks from the refrigerator.
   "Hey, man!" Trent popped around the corner about the time I popped the
Coke tab.  Come on upstairs.  I want to show you what I found online!"
Trent's smile was devious.
   "Oh, shit!  What have you come across?"
   "Nothing, yet!" He laughed and we both ran up to his room.
   Trent, of course, was up first and sitting at his computer desk when I
came in.  We had left the door open, something we never did when someone
else was home.  His desk was a heavy wire frame, enameled in black, and it
had a two tier wooden top.  Across the desk sat a large flat-monitor and it
shared the wood surface with only the mouse.  Splashed across the screen,
however, was something that would prove to be much more exciting.  Trent
had just popped a video up full-screen.  All I could see was a paused blur.
   "Are you ready?  You may want to pull up a chair for this one." He sat
there with his hand on the mouse.  I pulled a chair up tight next to him,
so I could see things clearly.  I saw for the first time, that he was
tenting his shorts just a bit.
   "I see you've watched this already," I said, gesturing toward his
crotch.
   "Oh, yes, and I'm gonna watch it again!" He fiddled with his shorts as
he hit "play".
   The video started out with a woman, probably in her 50's, walking
through her living room naked.  She had short blonde hair, maybe 5' 6", and
a medium build.  Her breasts were large, with wide pink nipples, and they
had just enough sag to show her age.  She kept her pubic hair shaved.  For
about a minute or so, she just vacuumed the floor.
   "Here we go.  It's about to get good," he whispered.
   I kept watching the screen, and the lady sat down on her couch.  The
camera must've been on a bookshelf or something, because the camera angle
didn't move, but because of where it was placed, you could see everything
very clearly.  She was off center to the left, next to a large picture
window.  She leaned back and opened her knees just wide enough so she could
fit her hand between her legs.  As she rubbed her pussy, you could see when
she really started to feel it.  She tilted her head back and started to
moan.
   Soon she was rubbing faster and reached up with one hand and started
pinching a nipple.  Her moans became louder.  After a few moments she
crossed her legs back together tightly, squeezing her hand.  She was
moaning quite loud at this point, and her breathing was deep.  I looked
over at Trent, and he had his shorts pulled down to his knees, and was
stroking his dick.  Trent's penis was not quite an inch longer than mine
and curved out and up.  He was hard as stone.
   I was getting pretty horny myself, so I unbuckled my jeans and pulled
them down past my knees, so I could play with myself unobstructed.  By this
time, the lady was really crying out, twisting her nipples, and rubbing her
clit furiously.  The feeling in my dick was really beginning to build, when
Trent pointed something out in the video.
   "Now watch the window!" As he said that, you could clearly see a man
walk by the window.  I hadn't noticed before, but she had her curtains
completely open!  The guy walks past without seeing, because he didn't
pause, but he was there long enough for her to see him.  As he walks by,
she gets louder and cums, swearing up a storm!
   "Dude, that was hot!  She totally got off on almost getting caught!" I
was still very slowly stroking my dick.  Trent was doing the same,
glistening with pre-cum.
   Trent gave me a glazed look.  He nodded toward the door.  "You want to
do that?  You want to get off by an open window?" He was grinning ear to
ear.
   "Are you serious?  What about your mom and them?" I was more than a
little surprised.
   "Why not?  They won't be home for hours, and besides, we'd hear them
pulling into the driveway." I sent the idea through my head.  Sitting out
where we could conceivably get caught masturbating together?  "Come on," he
continued, "I'm pretty sure we both walk around naked when our moms aren't
home.  Let's go get off like she did!"
   I sent the idea through my head again.  It sounded dirty- to masturbate
in someone else's living room while they weren't there.  "Let's do it! 
Let's leave all our clothes here and go downstairs!" We finished getting
naked right there, and looked each other.  We were both as hard as steel.
   "After you," Trent said, reaching his arm toward the door and bowing
slightly.  I let my penis lead the way and ran down the hall and halfway
down the steps, with Trent just behind me.  Halfway down, I paused and
slowed down.  From here I would be in full view of the door if someone
chose now to come home.  No one did, and we moved quickly into the living
room.  We each walked up, almost to the window and looked out.  No one
close enough to see anything, at least not yet.
   We looked at each other and hopped back.  Trent sat in the easy chair,
and I sat on a cushioned stool at the foot of it, facing him.  I didn't
really think about where I sat, I just sat there.  Here we were, just two
kids being a little dirty, getting off together; we were as excited about
what we were doing as we were about where we were doing it.  As we stroked,
we would glance out the window, give a quick scan and look back at each
other smiling and shaking our heads, as though we were saying, "Nobody
yet!"
   After a couple of minutes, we were both getting really close.  I had my
eyes closed and my head back, and started breathing really fast.  "Oh, man,
I'm gonna cum!"
   "Oh, God, so am I," Trent grunted.  "Yes!"
   I stood halfway up and shot my load!  Five or six shots emptied out, but
when I opened my eyes, I realized I had cum all over my best friend!  He
was staring at me wild eyed, and I thought he must be furious, until he
stood up, too.  He stared at me as he continued to stroke, leaned forward,
and finally erupted in orgasm!  He kept squirted his load all over my chest
and stomach.
   Suddenly the silence was deafening.  My heart was in my throat, and my
mouth was completely dry.  I couldn't speak.  We stared at each other in
silence.  That's when I realized we were both still stroking our softening
cocks, milking out the last few drops.  Trent's flat expression eased into
a tiny grin, and that's when I knew what I wanted to do.
   I reached over to the coffee table and picked up a couple of tissues,
and reached over and began wiping the cum off his chest.  We never broke
eye contact as I wiped down his chest to his stomach.  He reached over and
grabbed a handful of tissues, and handed me two more.  Then he started
wiping the mess off my chest as well.  We stared until our hands got as low
as our pubes, which were full of sperm.  I looked down at his dick, and
kept on wiping the cum out of his pubic hair, and then all around his dick.
The feel of another boy's penis was surreal; so similar to mine, yet so
different.  My heart threatened to stop, but somehow kept on pumping.
   Trent did the same to me- wiping the mess out of my pubes, and then
going on to wipe my penis and testicles.  We stood there for a couple of
minutes cleaning and handling each other's genitals.  When we were done, we
were both still half erect.  Trent spoke first, "Man, I don't know that I
can right now, but," he paused, "we really ought to do that again
sometime." We leaned forward and pushed our foreheads together.
   "Yes," I offered, out of breath.  "We really do!"
   We finished cleaning up, and went on about the rest of our day like
normal.  We stayed naked for the next couple of hours, enjoying the
freedom, but we finally got dressed out of fear of his mom getting home. 
We didn't touch any in that time, but the awkwardness that I feared would
rear it's ugly head never showed.  We were just as comfortable around each
other as we always had been.
   It was getting to be around 3 or 4 in the afternoon, and I decided to
get home, and maybe think about supper.  Mom would be home soon, if she
wasn't already, and hopefully, she was thinking supper thoughts as well. 
We said a quick goodbye, and I was turning to leave his bedroom when he
stopped me.
   "Uh, Jack?" He held a thoughtful look on his face.
   "Ya, man?"
   "We ought to have a sleepover this weekend!" He was grinning ear to ear.
   I thought about it for just an instant, wondering if it was a good idea.
I looked him in the eye and said, "Absolutely!"
   I ran on downstairs, and was reaching for the front door, when it opened
before I could reach it!  (Obviously, his mom was home, and we just hadn't
heard her car.) I was just a little startled, and stepping in as quickly as
I'd been stepping out was Tracy!  In an instant we were nose to nose.  A
sudden start quickly melted into a pair of smiles, and we both laughed. 
Things got real quiet for just a moment.
   "Hi," I eventually offered.
   "Hi." We didn't break eye contact.  Her brown eyes looked at me, and
they seemed to be ready to answer a question I hadn't yet asked.
   I didn't want to let myself think before going ahead with the question I
had only just realized I was going to ask, so I just blurted it out. 
"Would you like to come over and watch movies at my house tomorrow night?"
I was gripped by a hopeful fear that made my palms sweat.  She was silent
for what must have been a split second, but, to me, it felt like a thousand
years.  I was more nervous than I felt I could hide for very long, when she
finally answered me.
   "Yes!" Her answer was quick but not loud.  Her eyes jumped into a smile,
and a grin rolled across her pink, glossy lips.  I swallowed hard.  She
started to move around me into the house, because it had not yet occurred
to me to move to respond, then the surprise came; she reached over and gave
me a quick kiss on the cheek!  I'm sure I blushed, because I could feel it
across my entire face!  She seemed just as nervous and excited as I did,
and I'm not sure which of us was smiling more.  She turned and walked
toward the kitchen with that stiff bodied shuffle a person does when they
don't want you to know how nervous they are.
   I looked around the room.  Trent's mom and sister were grinning in the
doorway, and Trent was poised at the top of the stairs, looking down at us.
It would seem I had just asked Tracy out in front of the whole household! I
hollered back to her in the kitchen, "Cool!  So, I'll see you tomorrow!" I
turned as casually as I could, which was exactly as casual as Tracy had,
and walked between Trent's mom and sister (who, miraculously, had remained
silent during this exchange) and out the door.
   I had a date with Tracy!  What's more, I couldn't wait to tell mom about
it!
   Mom was home when I got there, sitting at the desk in her bedroom.  She
was typing away at something she seemed happy to be distracted from.  "What
`cha doin'?" I leaned just around the door.
   "Homework," she stated sadly.  She was still dressed from work, in grey
dress pants and a white top.  Her hair was mussed and her eyes were tired.
"Wow.  That sucks."
   "Yes," she replied.  "That sucks." She shook off the thought and turned
to face me.  "How was your day, baby?"
   I walked across the room and sat on the foot of her bed.  I looked up
and bit my lip just a bit.  "I've got a date with Tracy," I said,
excitedly! As excited as I was, I still reserved a little nervousness about
saying it.  I suppose I didn't want mom to feel she was any less special,
if that makes any sense.
   "No way," she cried, "that's great, honey!  When?"
   "Tomorrow night.  I've asked her over to watch some movies." I thought
about it for a moment.  "Oh, is it ok if Tracy comes over tomorrow night to
watch movies?" It occurred to me that I never did ask permission.
   "Of course, silly!  What time is she coming over?"
   Wow.  That was a good question.  "We didn't get that far.  I'm not real
sure." I smiled at my uncertainty.
   "Well, honey, that is great!  You guys will have fun." She paused for
just a moment, putting something together.  "Didn't you say she's only
going to be her until Monday?"
   "Monday morning," I said, resigned.  "But," I added, "Those could be
three really fun days!  I'd like to find out, anyway."
   Mom's smile told me she understood.  "So, what else did you do with your
day?" She turned back toward her "homework".  Silently, I held a very
nervous grin.  Mom quickly noticed the quiet if not the grin, and turned
back around.  "What did you do?" Her tone was harmlessly accusatory.
   "Well," I started, "I was just over at Trent's." I rolled my eyes at the
floor, not in shame, but in embarrassment.
   "And," she prompted.
   "And, we were watching a video," I slowly added.  "And Trent had an
idea..." "Trent had an idea?" Mom was genuinely interested.
   "Yes, Trent had the idea.  Of course, I went right along with it!  I
think it turned out to be a pretty good idea."
   "Do tell!  What was Trent's idea?"
   "Well, the woman in the video was `jilling-off in her living room with
the window blind open.  Then, this guy walked past the window- he didn't
see her, but, she really got off when she saw him.  We thought it might be
neat to do the same thing." I looked at her to gauge whether she thought it
was a silly idea or not.  "The girls were out shopping, so we figured `what
the hell?'." Mom looked enthralled.
   "So, you guys thought you'd masturbate in his living room?  That's so
hot!" Mom loved to hear my masturbation stories.  She had already unsnapped
and unzipped her pants.
   "Oh, mom, we got completely naked before going downstairs!" I was
getting more excited as I related the story.  "We looked out the window, ya
know, just to see if there was anyone there that could see us.  Then, he
sat down on the easy chair, and I sat on the stool." Mom's hand was in her
panties, rubbing as she listened.  "We started stroking, looking back and
forth between each other and the window to see if someone might be
watching, and...well...I realized too late that I was cumming on him!"
   "Oh, my God, honey!  How did he take it?" Mom's face was flushed and she
had a hand in her blouse now.
   "Mom, he came on me, too," I confessed.  My heart was beating in my ears
as I told her.  Reliving it had me flushed and excited, too.
   "Oh, my!" Mom was rubbing furiously now, and was looking at me with
glassy eyes.  "What did you do then?"
   My eyes were on my mom, but my focus was on that remarkable moment
earlier this morning.  I spoke very matter-of-factly.  "We cleaned each
other off.  I took a tissue and wiped off his penis and testicles." Mom's
face was red and her eyes were closed.  "We cleaned and handled each
other's cock and balls for probably three or four minutes.  It was
amazing." My voice was even, but my pulse was racing and I was breathing
hard.
   "Oh, shit!  Oh, fuck!" Mom cried out loud as she came!  "God!  Damn!"
She was the most fantastic sight: sitting in her chair facing me, one hand
in her panties rubbing away, one hand in her top gripping hard on her
breast, and her hair fallen down around her deep-red face.  When she
finally came down from her high, she looked up and said, "Honey, that was
fantastic!  Now stand right there for just a minute.  I'm going to do
something.  Don't you move."
   I wasn't going anywhere.  I sat, my arms beside me, on the foot of her
bed, while she stood up and took off her pants, and then her panties.  She
set her panties beside me on the bed, and kicked her jeans aside.  She left
her shirt on, though it was open most of the way.  Without speaking, she
unsnapped and pulled down my jeans.  I was already hard as a rock, and she
yanked my underwear down to the floor as well, not giving me a chance to
step out of them.
   She reached over and grabbed her panties and wrapped them around my
dick. She squeezed and stroked me back and forth and I could feel the
dampness in the cloth rub me up and down.  She cupped my balls tightly and
increased her pace, trying to make me cum hard and fast- she was doing a
good job!  The story with Trent, watching mom masturbate, her warm panties
around my dick- it was all too much, and I came hard, spraying my sperm
across her shirt and face!
   Mom licked a small spot across her lips, and smiled.  "Well.  That was
nice!  Now, I'm going to go take a shower, and when I get back, you're
going to tell me that story again, only slower, and with more detail!"
   I couldn't wait!
   Please, let me know what you think!  Email me at jqheart@yahoo.com 
  
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