Unexpected Side Effects: 7

"Oh, the lubricant idea." Her eyes darted around the room. Stan knew she was uncertain, nervous, but the growing heat around his hand told him the thought excited her too. "I'm not certain your hesitation. We're not screwing, just doing what we've been doing, just a little different. Kind of spicing it up."

"If I say yes now, can I say no if I feel too uncomfortable?" Her voice was low, and Stan realized how vulnerable she felt.

"Absolutely, Beth. That goes for both of us, right?"

"Ok, then." She drew the words out then reached for her undies.

"No." Stan stopped her. "Let me do that."

"Okay, but you first." She waggled a finger toward the pants he still wore.

Stan stood, then undid his pants, moving slow, watching her watch him. First his belt, then the snap on his jeans, then the fly, letting each tooth click before pulling down, past the next one.

"Will you hurry up?" Beth propped herself up on one elbow, squeezing her thighs together. Stan smiled, knowing he was teasing her, and she was enjoying it. His knees weakened as a rush of desire coursed through him.

With his fly all the way down, Stan hooked his thumb into the waistband of his underwear, pulled it down until the hair rasping against his thumb told him his pubes were now exposed. "Are you sure you want me to continue?" "You little bugger." His mother sat up, a grin breaking on her face. "Get that thing out here."

wide, Stan yanked his pants down, freeing his erection. A shudder surged through him knowing his mother was seeing him nude.

over her other leg. "Don't be shy," he

was a young child, until he'd insisted she stop. Afraid he'd spoiled her mood by

body. Not wanting to upset her, he rushed to her breasts, smothering them in kisses, suckles,

her head toward the bottle

between her breasts. "Care for a bit of a massage?" He rubbed his hands together after dousing them

he rubbed her between her legs, the aroma of her sex mingled, heightened his enjoyment. Then he made

and out of her. Little moans escaped her lips. She reached between them, gripped his cock, gave it firm squeezes. Every time her hand loosened a bit, he slid his dick through her fingers. When she squeezed again as he pushed back in,

was sliding up and down the shaft of his cock.

having her naked, slicked up like this was a massive turn on for him. It sounded like she was trying to talk but only mews and murmurs escaped her. As her orgasm continue to tear through her, she gripped his cock again, tugging and rubbing

wriggling more, he loved how his cock slid in and out of her hand, how she massaged

"Loved it, Beth."

quiet for a few moments, her chest rising and falling. Stan felt her heartbeat slowing, he had his ear against her chest. "Could use a

drifting into quiet slumber when she gave him another stiff

on the edge of sleep, he'd been

sorry. You take care of me, I take care of you." She leaned

to pull away, this wasn't part of their arrangement. But then, them being fully naked together had never been part of it either. "Wait Mom, er

quizzical expression, Stan got on his knees and had her turn around, so she was kneeling, but facing away from him. He pressed his cock against the back of her thighs, then between them. She gasped, started to protest but he reassured her.

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