Friday Afternoon part 3

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Friday Afternoon part 3Part 3The Phone CallFriday afternoon rolled around again: one week to the day followingthe incident with his mother and Bobby was sitting home alone tryingto figure out how to approach her. He was dying for another encounter,but fearful of pushing the issue because he didn’t want to spoilthe possibility that it could happen again. His girlfriend, Ariel,had just called and he had committed, at her insisting and againsthis wishes, to a double date for the evening. That would mean thatthey would probably go to a movie and then get something to eatafterwards. Another couple along meant that he wouldn’t even getany time alone with Ariel, even if he wanted to be alone with her- at the present time his focus was solely on his mother. Not achance of getting home before eleven oclock either. It wouldn’t matteranyway, he thought, because his father would be there. He wasn’tlooking forward to another long weekend of being at home with hismother while having his father always hanging around.As he sat at his desk trying to do some homework the phone rang.When he picked it up his heart skipped a beat. It was hismother. She asked what his plans were for the evening and when hetold her, it sounded to him like he had just stuck a knife in a cartire. Gosh, she really sounds disappointed. Maybe she’s thinkingabout me the way I’m thinking about her. She then dropped the bigbomb: dad’s going to be out of town the whole weekend. Bobbyimmediately suggested that he could call up Ariel and cancel his date,but Norma told him not to. She said that it’s important for him tomaintain contact with his friends and they sure didn’t want any ofthem thinking anything was wrong. He reluctantly agreed. She thentold him cryptically that they will have all weekend to be togetherand the sound of her voice saying that makes Bobby lightheaded.All through getting cleaned up for his date and the date itself, theonly thing he could think of was Norma. He couldn’t wait to get home, nomatter how late it was. And when he finally did get home at 11:30, hediscovered a note from his mother saying that she had to stay overnightand babysit for his aunt while she and her husband attended an out-oftown banquet, but that she would be home tomorrow. That was it, althoughshe did sign the note, “Love, your mother.” That’s the way she signedall her notes to him, but now it took on special meaning. Well, he wouldjust have to be patient and wait so he headed upstairs to go to bed.Once in his bedroom he turned on the bedstand lamp and got out ofhis clothes. Reaching under the pillow for his pajamas where henormally kept them he felt something strange. Lifting thepillow he discovered what looked like a frilly black piece of cloth,a single business envelope and a tube of K-Y jelly all wrapped upin his pajamas. Picking up the cloth object by one corner he wasstunned to find that it looked like one of his mother’s bras and hecouldn’t figure out how it got there of all places. Just the look andfeel of it brought back the vision of his mother sitting on the edge ofthe bathtub across from him, topless, while he masturbated. He pulledthe bra right up to his face and he can faintly smell his mother’sperfume on it. Suddenly he feels the tension in his groin at the thoughtof his mother’s beautiful breasts encased in the flimsy bra and heconsiders the combination of the bra and the tube of lubricant. Hismother must have left it there when she came home earlier in theevening. In his excitement he almost forgot about the envelope which henot picked up. It wasn’t sealed, but he still had trouble getting theflap open and the contents out because his hands were trembling sobadly.What was inside caused his cock to harden to maximum in an instant.Wrapped in a sheet almanbahis giriş of note paper was another picture of his mother,one he hadn’t seen before, but obviously from the same series thatshe had let him look at previously. This one was a sideways shotof her as she sat on the edge of the bed with one foot on the floorand one foot on the bed with her legs bent at the knee. The sameblack dildo was protruding from her cunt, but this time both handswere cupped under her breasts, holding them out, seeming to offerthem to him as she stared lustfully at him from the photo. Bobbywas once more amazed at the size of the areolae and nipples on hismother’s small breasts. In the dirty magazines all of the nipplesin the pictures were either tan or pink in color, but the color ofhis mother’s nipples was almost black matching her hair and addingto her aura of uniqueness. And they were so long and thick. It madehis cock jump just to look at them.He was so taken by the combination of the picture, the jelly, andthe bra that he almost disregarded the piece of stationery thepicture was wrapped in until out of the corner of his eye he noticedit had writing on it. Reading it now caused him even furtherexcitement. It was from his mother and read:Dearest Bobby,I’m so sorry that we haven’t had a chance to talk sincelast Friday. It’s my fault. I’ve wanted so badly to discusswith you what happened. Please don’t think I have beenavoiding you but I feel that this must be kept very discreetas I’m sure you’re aware. Since your father will be gonefor the entire weekend we will have plenty of time then.I know you’ve probably been thinking about this a lot andI haven’t intentionally wished to make you suffer alone.I’m sorry too that I wasn’t able to be here tonight so Ihope the little surprise I’ve left you will keep you happyuntil we can see each other tomorrow.If my guess is right, you’re probably thinking a lot aboutthe promise I made you. I’ve been thinking a lot about ittoo. I fully intend to keep my word and go through withit. Just please be patient – the time will come – soon.About my little surprise. I know when you see what I leftit will be pretty evident what I intend for you to do. Idon’t want you to suffer through the night thinking aboutme. I’m going to be thinking about you too. But before youdo anything (you know what I mean) I want you to wait formy phone call. I’ll call about midnight when everythinghere is quiet. Please wait, OK? Talk to you then, dear.Love ya,Your motherP.S. Please, please tear this note up as soon asyou’ve read it and flush it down the toilet. Iwould just die if it ever fell into the wronghands.Bobby couldn’t believe it. He was beside himself with joy. His motherhadn’t forgotten him after all. Although excited, Bobby was level headed enough to take heed of hismother’s warning about destroying her note. He wanted to save it andsavor it, but he knew that might be dangerous. Therefore, he reread itagain and again and then headed for the bathroom where he ripped it topieces and dropped it into the toilet. He flushed twice just to makesure it was completely gone and then went to his mother’s room to fetchher cordless phone; he wanted to be in his own room when she called.No sooner had he returned to the room than the phone rang. Lookingquickly at the his bedside clock he saw that it was exactly midnight.With trembling hand he activated the ringing handset and muttered,”Hello!””Hi, Bobby. Everything OK?” his mother asked cheerfully.”Sure, mom. everything’s fine.””Did you get the surprise I left for you?””Uh, you mean the uh, the stuff under my pillow.””That’s right, dear. The K-Y jelly and the envelope with the picture andthe note.? Oh yeah, and my bra?””Yeah, mom. I got it all.””Did you almanbahis güvenilirmi do away with the note, I hope, like I said?” Norma inquired.”Yes, ma’am, I did.”Sensing that maybe something wasn’t quite right Norma asked, “Are you byyourself, Bobby? You sound strange.””Yeah, mom. There’s nobody here but me.””Did you lock all the doors after you came in? Are you sure you’re OK?””All the doors are locked. I guess I sound strange because I’m reallynervous, mom.””I understand son. Tell me, are you naked right now? If not, I’d likeyou to get totally undressed, OK?””I’m already undressed. I was going to put on my PJs when I found thestuff.””Uh huh. Are you hard, Bobby? Is your penis good and hard?”The question took him by surprise following so closely on the heels ofthe previous mundane dialog and he hesitated for what seemed ages.Again, sensing her son’s uneasiness Norma said, “Why don’t you take aclose look at the picture I left for you and tell me what you think. Bythe way, where are you right now?””Well, I’m in my bedroom. I got your cordless phone and I’m here sittingon my bed.” There was a pause while Bobby propped the picture up againstthe base of the nightstand lamp. Then he said, “Gosh, that sure is agreat picture.””I thought you’d like it, Bobby. But you never did answer my question:are you hard yet?”Somewhat embarrassed, Bobby started to answer, “Uh . . .””What I mean, is, do you have an erection right now, dear? Do you have ahard-on from thinking about me, about us. Does looking at that pictureof me make you aroused?””It’s one of the sexiest pictures I’ve ever seen,” he blurted out,meaning every word it.”And you’re a real expert with the pictures as we both know,” Normacouldn’t resist saying playfully.”Aww, mom . . . “”I’m sorry, darling. Just k**ding. I guess you’re real sensitive aboutthat, huh? But it’s OK. I like looking at pictures too. As a matter offact, I even once looked at those pictures of myself while I was jerkingoff. What do you think of that?””You did?” Bobby asked, incredulously.”Uh huh, I did. Really. Sometimes when I do it I look at myself in themirror. I guess that sounds kind of perverted, but I do. I get excitedwatching myself masturbate now and then. Haven’t you ever looked atyourself in the mirror while you jacked off? Try it sometime.”Feeling a little guilty because he’d already had that experience and hadenjoyed it he nonetheless said, “Yeah, I’ve done that before.””You have?” Norma said, surprised. “Well – then you know what I mean.Maybe one of these days you’ll let me watch you do it while you’relooking at yourself, huh?””I’d rather look at you any day, mom.””Well, anyway. What do you think of the picture?””Like I said, it sure is neat.””What do you like best about it?” Norma’s voice was getting husky andthat was having a further effect on Bobby as he became aware of how hardhis erection was. “Do you like the way my breasts look?””Sure I do,” he answered. “They’re the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. Ican’t believe how big and long your nipples are – and how dark they are.I’ve never seen anything like them before.””Good, I’m glad they turn you on. But you still haven’t told me yet; isyour penis hard?”Bobby was now losing some of his shyness as his mother continuedspeaking such a sexy manner and he answered, “Yeah, mom, it’s hardalright.””How hard is it, darling? Is it as hard as my nipples in the picture?””God, it’s really hard – harder than it’s ever been before. Andit’s sticking straight out. Just like your nipples.”Bobby could now faintly make out that his mother’s voice was a littlebreathy as she said, “Dear, why don’t you put some of the K-Y jelly onyour prick. Go ahead and do it – I’ll wait.””OK.” Bobby set the phone down on the bed and fumbled almanbahis yeni giriş with the tubeof jelly until he had gotten a big gob of it smoothed all over hiscock. He then picked up the phone again and said, “I’m back.””Uh huh. OK. Are you rubbing yourself, dear?””Yes, ma’am.””Good. I’m rubbing myself, too. And it feels really good. Does it feelgood for you?””You mean you’re doing it, too? You’re, uh . . . “”Yes, darling. I’m masturbating right now as I’m talking to you. I’mreally turned on thinking about you sitting there on your bed pumpingyour hand up and down your slick cock. I can just imagine the expressionon your face. Why don’t you look at my picture, if you’re not doing so,and tell me if there’s anything else you like about it.””Well, I, uh, I like your legs a whole lot. I think they’re reallysexy.””God, Bobby. Just think about this – what I’m doing to myself rightnow. I’m now running my hand up and down the back of my leg and itfeels sooooo good. My legs are really sensitive and I just love to feelmyself up. Now I’m up at my cunt again, frigging it. Are you stilljerking yourself?””Yes,” was all Bobby could come out with as his mind conjured up thepicture of his mother feeling up her leg. And then he remembered thebathroom scene and said, “Mom, would you do something for me, please?””What is it – what would you like?” she said, her voice even more raggednow.”Uh, would you play with your nipples again. You know, like youdid the other day when we were in the bathroom.””Of course I will. Just for you. Would you like to know what it feelslike?””Uh huh.””Well, it feels just marvelous. I’m now twisting my right nipple betweenmy thumb and two fingers. I’m pulling on it and rolling it around andit’s getting harder and longer. The more I tug on it the longer it gets.It’s like you getting a hard-on, but not quite as big. You really liketo look at me playing with my own tits, don’t you.””Uh huh,” Bobby mumbled.”And when I play with them it sends nerve jolts right down to myclit. Sometimes when I’m really sensitive and haven’t had an orgasmfor a while I can even make myself cum just by jacking off my nipples.”In the heat of his passion Bobby just couldn’t help himself and heasked, “Mom, I really loved what we did last week. Do you think we cando that again? Will you let me look at you again?””Yes, darling, I will. I want it to. I’ve been thinking about that allweek and hoping it would happen soon. I want you to know that I gettremendously excited watching you jerk yourself off. I love to see yourhard penis squirt. There’s nothing else like that in the world, dear.””Mom . . . ?””Yes, darling?””Can I ask you something else?””Sure . . . what is it?””Uh . . . oh gosh, I don’t know how to say this . . . “”Well – just ask dear.””Well, I . . . uh . . . would it be OK if . . . uh, sometime when we’re…… . uh, doing it . . . if I . . . would you let me . . . would you letme squirt off on your tits?”There – he said it. He’d been thinking about sperming her tits allweek long and the answer he got back was not what he feared, butwhat he had hoped his mother would say: “Ohhhh, Bobby. I’d love tohave you cum on my breasts. I’d just love to watch all that jismsquirt out of your lovely hard prick onto my tits. Of course youcan.”Bobby was so excited now that he couldn’t hold back and he almostshouted, “God, mommmmm – I’m gonna cum – right now!””Me too, lover. Here I cum. Oh, christ, here it cums. It’s cumming,darling. Oh, god, I’m cumming all over my hand.””Jeez, mom. Me too. It’s squirting all over the place. Ooops, I even gotsome in my face. Ohhhhh.”Both Bobby and his mother continued to frig themselves through theirclimax not saying anything but listening to each others laboredbreathing.When it was finally over Norma was the first to speak.”You still there, Bobby?””Yeah, mom. I’m still here. How ’bout you?” And they both laughed.”OK, dear. I want you to go to bed now and rest up for tomorrow. I’ll behome sometime in the morning. As quick as I can get there. Sweet dreams,darling.””Bye, mom.”

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