Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 841

Mom Does Anything:>Ep14

Dad mumbled something as I rose and turned to my left, hiding my semi-inflated sausage from his eyes in case he turned his head to watch me walk across the couch. Instead, I walked behind my couch, alongside the foyer, and down the narrow hallway along the stairs that cut across the living and dining rooms straight into the kitchen. I found Mom standing against the inside of the kitchen island, sipping on wine. I noticed that I could hear the faint sounds of the TV from where we stood.

"What are you doing?" Mom asked, her voice stern, and her eyes narrowed in a glare that I could only call petulant.

"What am I doing?" I asked, keeping my voice low though I probably didn't have to. "What are you doing?" "Mark--"

"I know what you're doing. You're--"

"Don't say it--don't say it--don't say it," Mom said like a jackrabbit thumbing its food and shaking her head as her glare deepened.

I kept my mouth shut. We stared at each other. Mom's expression softened as I did my best to remain neutral. I didn't want to blow this.

She sipped her wine.

I watched, then I asked, "Can I have a sip?"

Mom, who had never allowed me a drink before, handed me her half-full glass. I took a long drink, not enjoying the spicy flavor, but I drank it anyway, then handed the nearly empty glass back to her. She refilled it, and we stood there, staring at each other in silence.

"Mom," I finally said, "You can't keep doing this to me."

Mom flinched.

"I know you think it's for the best, but look at me." I looked at my semi-hard cock that was already coming back to life as my mother dropped her gaze downward. "Is this what you wanted? To give me a--"

before returning to my face. "Don't say anything. Just"--she licked her lips, her face

said, frowning. "It's driving me crazy. I need to see Jenna more than

said, letting my

do to me!" It was a harsh whisper that I

her cheeks reddened. She moved her head backward. When her eyes returned to my face, I said, "I know you mean well, but this isn't enough. I'm

I turned to leave.

her voice sharp.

then she lowered her hands to her skirt. My heart stuttered, then jumped into a sprint. She grabbed the hem of her tennis skirt and inched it upward, taking her time,

narrowed, focusing on my

nothing more than a tiny triangle covering her inner lips and mound, leaving so much of her tender labia exposed that I sighed aloud. Her sun blonde pubic hairs reached above the low-slung waistband and sprouted from beneath the sides of her small strip of panties. I didn't

father has never seen me wear. I

deflating as

Mom swallowed, her voice trembling and her tits rising and falling as though she were sprinting. "I can wear them and a

when you're alone," Mom said, panting. "Just don't fool

she was

the house?" I asked, my

"Yes," Mom whispered.

I managed to croak out the word, "Okay," before Mom could say anything else to

said, her voice

out. I mean"--I swallowed, and my voice started to tremble--"you're not

realized that she wasn't going to speak. I nodded before leaving, and I went up to my room, where I took my dick out and came, then came again, then came one more time before going to

***Panties and a Shirt***

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