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Friday AfternoonFrom tremic@ix.netcom.com Fri Jan 10 15:15:08 1997Newsgroups: alt.sex.storiesSubject: Friday Afternoon CompleteFrom: Clue Master Date: Fri, 10 Jan 1997 15:15:08 -0500STORY: Friday Afternoon Part 1 Bobby sat on the commode in the plush upstairs bathroom with athin, well-worn magazine of grainy photographs of nude women inhis left hand and his K-Y jelly-lubricated erection in his right.As he stared at a waist-to-head picture of a particularly sexybrunette with medium sized breasts he slid his jelly-slick handslowly up and down his hard penis while trying to imagine what itwould be like to have this woman sitting live across from himwatching him jacking off instead of just staring back at himlifelessly from a piece of paper. Nonetheless, as he stroked himselfthat good sensation in his groin continued to build. It wouldn’tbe long now before his cock would spew out that marvelous whitejism onto the face of this woman who turned him on so much withher sexy sneer. Although it would ruin another couple of pages ofthe magazine, Bobby just couldn’t seem to help himself; it gavehim such a thrill to come on the faces of the women who turned him on.Today was unusual in that the basketball coach had called off thenormal after-school practice and Bobby was able to go home early. Hehad planned to use the time to catch up on his homework, but whenhe got home he hadn’t seen his mother’s car in the driveway andfigured she must have stayed late at work. Thinking he had thehouse to himself, he hurried to the upstairs bathroom to relievehimself of the tension that had been building in him because of twoincidents earlier in the day.The first had happened while he was getting dressed for school. Hehad been passing down the hallway on his way to the bathroom whenhe happened to glance through the half-opened door of his parents’bedroom and caught a glimpse of his mother, Norma, clad in onlybra and panties as she got dressed for work. Although the glancewas only fleeting it was enough to set him on edge. Norma was atall, statuesque woman whose most striking features were her long,wavy black hair which cascaded down her back almost to her waistand her equally long full legs. From the time Bobby began to developsexually he had been attracted to her and her beautiful legs helda special fascination for him. From time to time he would masturbatewhile fantasizing what it would be like to be able to fondle andkiss his mother’s legs. He was also extremely curious about herbreasts, which appeared to be slightly on the small side. Try ashe might, he had yet to see his mother’s bare breasts and this justinflamed his imagination that much more.The second incicdent occured in biology class when Jenny Avarritohad tripped on her way past his desk and landed squarely in hislap. The fall had caught him unawares and as he grabbed her to keep herfrom sliding to the floor his hand had landed firmly on her beautifulfull long tanned leg. From that moment on he hadn’t been able toget the feel of her firm yet soft leg in his hand out of his mind.So enraptured was he now in his erotic musings as he sat masturbatingto the erotic vision of his mother alternating with the feel ofJenny’s leg and the sexy tits and sneer on the face of the womanlooking at him from the magazine that he was taken completely bysurprise when the bathroom door suddenly opened and there stoodhis mother staring in amazement at him. She remained frozen in thedoorway with one hand on the doorknob and the other on the jambfor what seemed an eternity, but was probably only a few seconds,her gaze alternating up and down between his eyes and his crotch.Just as suddenly as she had appeared she whispered, “Excuse me,I’m sorry,” and was gone, softly pulling the door closed behind her.But it was too late. The damage had been done; he’d been caught!”God – what’s going to happen now,” he worried as his cock slowlybegan to deflate. His libido deflating as well, Bobby decided he hadbetter get cleaned up and go try to do some homework – or something.And then he remembered that early that morning his mother hadhastily told him on her way out the door to work that she wasleaving work early to take the car to the garage for maintenanceand that she would get a ride home from there. He realized thenthat she must have been home the entire time even though he hadn’tseen or heard her. Maybe she had been taking a nap or something.Just as he put the magazine on the floor and was ready to get awash cloth to clean himself off he heard a soft rapping at thedoor. Then the door opened a crack and his mother stuck her headinside and said, “Is it alright if I come in, Bobby? Please let mecome in.””Gee, mom, I’ll be out in just a second. Can you wait?””Bobby, I want to talk to you – right now,” she said as the dooropened wider and she entered. “Please let me come in.”When she was fully inside, she gently closed the door and turnedtoward her son who was still seated on the toilet with his pantsaround his ankles. Looking down on his upturned face she said, “I’mreally sorry to disturb you, but I’ve been wanting pendik escort to talk to youabout this for quite some time now. Do you wind?””Talk about what, mom?””This. You know – you’re doing this. Masturbating.””Aw, gee, mom . . . “”It’s OK, Bobby. Look – I’ve been meaning to bring the subject upever since I talked to your father about it, but he’s such a wimpthat he just shrugs it off and refuses to discuss it. I’m just alittle concerned about you – I’m your mother, you know – and curiousalso. Can you and I just discuss it?””Can I, uh, get dressed first?” Bobby asked, feeling a littleembarrassed sitting half naked in front of his mother even thoughhis erection had subsided.”Well . . . I thought maybe you’d like to, uh, finish what you’d started-before I so rudely interrupted you.”When her son didn’t answer, she said softly, “It’s OK. You can goahead. I’d really like you to go ahead and finish it, Bobby.””You mean finish doing it? Right now?” he queried, puzzled.”Uh huh – if you wouldn’t mind, dear.””With you here?””Sure – if you wouldn’t mind. I’d kind of like to watch you.””You’d what!” Bobby said in amazement.”I’d like to watch you masturbate yourself, Bobby.” his mother saidmatter-of-factly.”Aw, mom, it’s bad enough you caught me without you making me do it infront of you,” he said shamefacedly.”I’m not going to make you do anything you don’t want to Bobby.But I really would like to watch you do it to yourself.””Well – gosh, I don’t know whether I could do that or not. I’venever done it in front of someone before.””I understand, son. I guess it might be a little difficult to getyourself excited, given the circumstances – especially with yourmother present.” With her hand his mother pointed toward the magazinelying on the floor and said, “But it’s OK if you want to go aheadand look at those pictures – if you think it would help.”The reference to the magazine made Bobby blush again and he didn’tknow quite what to say. Norma, sensing her son’s hesitation, bentdown and picked up the magazine. Glancing at the picture that Bobbyhad been looking at earlier she handed it to him asking, “Is thisthe picture that you like to look at? Is she the one that turnsyou on? She’s really got beautiful breasts, doesn’t she?”Reflexively, Bobby reached out with his hand and took the magazinefrom her, looking down at the picture. Totally confused by thesituation, especially hearing his mother talk this way for thefirst time in his life, Bobby was at a loss as to how to act, buthe felt thoroughly trapped with no way out.”Well, maybe if you’re not ready yet, we can talk a little, OK?”his mother asked.”Sure, mom, OK.””Would you answer a couple of questions for me?””If I can – sure.” Bobby responded hesitantly.”I’ve known for some time that you’ve been doing it, dear. All thetelltale signs are there. I want you to know that I think it’s OK,though, and that it’s normal and nothing to be ashamed of, OK?””Uh huh.””Have you had sex with a girl yet? I mean real sex – where you have anorgasm?””No,” Bobby answered softly, and then added, “not that I haven’t wantedto.””Naturally. When you masturbate, do you fantasize about Jenny or Arielor any of your other girlfriends?””Yeah, sometimes.””And what do you fantasize about them?””You know – what it would be like to be with them, touching them,that kind of stuff?””Uh huh, and would you like it if one of them jacked you off? I’m sorry,dear – you do know what jacking off is, don’t you?””Sure. It’s what I was doing – masturbating.””Does it bother you, Bobby, when I talk dirty like that? You know, usedirty words like jacking off?”Actually, it was somewhat tittilating to hear his mother use that kindof language, but he only replied, “No ma’am, it doesn’t bother me.””And would you want one of your girlfriends to do it to you? Jack youoff?””I guess. Yeah, but I don’t think it would ever happen.””And the other times? When you’re not fantasizing about them you look atpictures?””Uh, huh,” Bobby was starting to get even more nervous now, wonderingwhether his mother was going to ask him whether he thought abouther while he was doing it. That was an area he wanted to avoidbecause from time to time he did think about her, wondering what herbody looked like totally undressed. He could not ever rememberseeing his mother totally naked although now and then he had glimpsedher in various states of undress as he had that morning. He wasespecially turned on by her legs which were long and full. Eventhough his mother was not big-breasted she had enough to makeher blouses and sweaters stick out and he was curious about themand what they looked like, especially the nipples which seemed to pokeout through her clothes all the time.Sensing she was getting close to shaky territory, Norma pushed a littleharder with her next question. “Is there anything else you think aboutbesides your young girlfriends, Bobby?””Well . . .” and he hesitated a long guilty moment.”How about me, Bobby. Have you ever thought about me while youmasturbated?”Norma could tell even before he opened his mouth that she had hit themark. Bobby’s kağıthane escort face turned a few shades of darker red as he stammered,”Aw, mom . . .””It’s OK, Bobby. I think it’s natural for a boy your age to becurious about his mother – even sexually. Now tell me the truth – haveyou ever thought about me.””Well, sure, I guess. Once in a while,” he admitted shyly.i”And what do you fantasize about me?””Gee, mom, this is really embarrassing . . .””There’s no need to be embarrassed, son – I’m your mother and you cantell me. I’m really curious and I’d like to know. Now tell me what youthink about me while you’re playing with yourself.””Well, I guess I like your legs a lot, mom. I think about them mostly.””Well, I’m very flattered, son,” Norma said reassuringly. “I’m glad youfind my legs attractive. I always thought they were a little too fat.””Oh, gee, no. They’re really beautiful, mom. I mean it.””Tell me – what’s the thing that most turns you on about women? Isit their legs, or rears, or their breasts or what?””Breasts, mostly, I guess.””Is that what you look at most of the time when you look at thosepictures?””Uh huh.””Do you ever think about my tits, Bobby. Have you ever seen my barebreasts?””Uh, no I haven’t,” he stammered honestly, wondering what his motherwas getting at now. Norma then suddenly stood and said, “Wait herejust a minute, OK – I’ll be right back,” as she opened the bathroomdoor and turned down the hallway.A minute later she was back and re-seated herself on the edge ofthe tub. In her hand she held what appeared to Bobby to be a bunchof photographs, but he couldn’t see what they were. Then his mothersaid, “Bobby, I’d like you to see these, if you want to, but firstyou have to promise me that you won’t ever tell anyone you’ve seenthem, OK? Promise?””Sure mom, if you don’t want me to say anything, I won’t,” Bobby said,thinking that maybe his mother had some girly pictures of his father’sor something.Without saying anything Norma held the photos toward her son. Bobby tookthem in his dry hand while reaching for a towel to wipe off the K-Yjelly on his other hand. Having done so he then looked down at the topphoto and was stunned.There, in full living color, was a picture of none other than hismother dressed up whorishly like many of the girls in the magazines.She had on sheer black stockings held up by suspenders from a blackgarter belt and high heels that made her beautiful legs look evenlonger and fuller. But what attracted his immediate attention wasthat her upper torso was encased in a partial bra that lifted herbreasts and pushed them out while leaving the nipples completelyexposed. He felt his soft cock twitch and began to harden again ashe gazed at the magnificently large dark brown areolae and nippleson his mother’s breasts. They were huge – larger than any he hadever seen in a magazine or even imagined existed. And they juttedstraight out from her tits tilting slightly upward and outward.As he continued to stare at that one picture he was aware that his cockwas swelling and that it was in plain view of his mother’s sight. Still,he couldn’t seem to remove his eyes from the picture.When he finally did look up at his mother she had a sexy smile on herface and said in a low, husky voice, “It’s OK, Bobby. You can look atthe rest of them, too, if you want.””Is this really you, mom?” he asked, somewhat confused and a littleembarrassed at being so boldly confronted with his own mother’ssexuality.”Yes, Bobby, it really is me. But don’t ask how they were taken – that’smy secret. Just go ahead and look at them, OK.”Bobby just nodded his head as he took the second photo. It showedhis mother sitting upright on the edge of a straight-backed chair.Her legs were spread and he could now make out a thick black patchof pubic hair between her legs. This inflamed him even more. Hehad never before considered even remotely the possibility that hismother had a sexual side, but that idea was changing rapidly.There were about six pictures in all of his mother in various posesand dressed the same in each picture. The last one was somewhatdifferent, however, insomuch as now his mother was sitting spreadleggedon the edge of the bed and she had one hand holding what appearedto be a large black rubber penis stuck in her cunt while the otherhand pulled at one of her big nipples as she leered at the camerawith a lust filled expression.At this point, Bobby became fully erect again and looked apprehensivelyup at his mother. Norma just smiled and said to him, “Well – I can seethat I do turn you on, don’t I?”As Norma nodded her head toward the picture Bobby was holding shesaid, “And you ought to be able to see from those pictures thatboys aren’t the only ones that play with themselves, either. I’vebeen masturbating since I was your age and still do it almost everyday – sometimes more than once a day. I love doing it and lovewatching other people doing it, too. That’s why I want to watchyou. Maybe one of these days I’ll even let you watch me jack off ifyou’d like. But now I can see maltepe escort those pictures have gotten you hard again.Would you like to look at them while you masturbate?”When Bobby didn’t respond right away she continued, “I’d be glad to haveyou look at those if you want to. Go ahead, Bobby, it’s alright. You’rehard as a rock. Why don’t you go ahead and jack off your hard peniswhile you look at those pictures. Here – give me your hand,” and Normareached out and grasped her son’s hand, the one that he had been usingon his cock. Turning the palm up she proceded to gather a mouthful ofsaliva and spit it onto his hand.”That’ll help make you slick again, huh.”Dumbfounded, Bobby reached down and began to smear his mother’sspit over his solid erection as he looked into her sexy eyes. Whenit was completely covered he wrapped his hand around it and beganto slowly pump it up and down as he looked once again at the supercharged picture of his mother fucking herself with the dildo andplaying with her nipple.After a few moments he heard his mother say, “Do you like my tits,Bobby? Now that you’ve seen my bare breasts, don’t you think they’rereally nice? I have nice big, sexy nipples don’t I? Actually, I’vegot the biggest nipples I’ve ever seen on a woman and I know theyturn men on. Do you like them, Bobby?””Oh, god, mom – they’re beautiful, they really are. They’re sobig!” Bobby exclaimed in his building excitement.Then his mother stunned him once again when she asked him, lookingdeeply into his eyes, “Would you rather see the real thing than look atthose pictures, Bobby?””What?? You mean . . .?””Yes, Bobby. I do mean. If you’d like, I’ll let you look at my barebreasts while you jack off. Would you like that, huh? You can seeit all – my big nipples and all, if you want.””Ohhhh, mom . . .” was all Bobby could get out as his breathing becameragged and his excitement rose at the thought of his mother showing himher bare tits.”Well . . .? Do you want to?””God, mom, yes . . .””Yes, what, dear? Tell me what. Tell me what you want to see. I want tohear you say it, Bobby.”Hesitantly Bobby said, “Please, mom, let me see your breasts. I want tosee your bare tits with their big nipples.””That’s right,” Norma whispered as she began to unbutton her blouse.”That’s what I’m going to do – right now. I’m going to show you mybreasts.” When the blouse was undone she pulled it out of the waist ofher slacks, shrugged it off her shoulders and let it fall backwards intothe tub.”And what are you going to do? Tell me what you’re going to do while youlook at my bare tits, Bobby.”Bobby then went almost catatonic as his mother reached behind her tounclasp her bra. His eyes bugged out as the back of the bra fell open,but his mother kept the bra against her bosom with one of her forearmssaying, “Come on, Bobby, tell me what you’re going to do while you lookat my tits – or I won’t show them to you.”Bobby was so excited at this point that he could hardly talk. He wasalmost goggle-eyed as he stared across at his mother’s bosom, but hemanaged to get out, “Uh, well – I’m going to jack off, mom. I’m going tomasturbate while I look at your beautiful tits.””And are you going to cum, dear?””Oh yes, ma’am. Yes – I’m going to cum.””That’s just what I wanted to hear, Bobby. I want you to cum. Iwant you to cum real hard while you look at my tits and nipples,”Norma said as she then suddenly let her arm drop and the bra fellaway from her chest exposing her two magnificent breasts to herson’e gaze. Bobby just sat and stared at his mother. Her tits wereeven more beautiful than they appeared in the photographs. Theystuck straight out and now Bobby could see that the deep dark brownareolae had a pebbled textured and the nipples themselves werelonger than they appeared in the pictures.”Nice, huh, Bobby?” his mother said teasingly. “Doesn’t the sight of mybare tits and nipples really make you want to jack your cock?”Bobby couldn’t seem to move. He was mesmerized as he sat, his one handholding his rock hard prick in a near death grip.He didn’t actually need to move, though, because when his mother said,”My nipples get even longer and fatter when I play with them,” andreached both hands up and began to pull, twist and tug at the alreadyturgid nipples, Bobby had a spontaneous orgasm right on the spot.His rigid cock began to spew out jet after jet of thick white jism,the first couple of spurts traversing the short space between themand landing on his mother’s thighs, soaking into the fabric of herslacks.”Ohhh, Bobby, yessss!” Norma purred, “yes – oh, shoot out all thatlovely cum, son. That’s right, jack your cock, honey. Make it spurt!Jack it off for me, dear!”Hearing his mother’s exhortations, Bobby then began to frig himselfviolently causing his cock to renew its spasms sending even more thickcum spewing forth covering his hand and his own thighs.As the orgasm began to lessen, Bobby’s mother reached over with her handand gently stroked her son’s face and said, “That was really great. Thatmust have been one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had. Now why don’tyou clean yourself up and let’s have dinner. We can talk some more aboutthis as we eat.Norma then quickly gathered her blouse and bra and gently disengagedthe pictures from Bobby’s grip and departed the bathroom as he justlay back against the toilet seat, eyes scrunched closed, recoveringand considering what just happened and what might happen in thefuture.

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