Chapter 6: Mom’s Drunk and Horny!

Hi, and welcome to the continuing adventures of Amie, the exhibitionist Mom, her Daughter Jill, and all their friends! Jill’s best friend Patty, and her Mom, the old-fashioned but quirky nurse; her boyfriend (on-and-off), Josh and his buddies; her friend Meg with her unusual talent; their highly sexualized but secretive neighbor, Mrs. O’Neill; Lena, the very helpful department store clerk; and Mrs. Glassman, who drops in at the most sensitive time.

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(NOTE: ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED AS OVER 18)

I came home the other night and Mom was in bed with the door wide open, so I stopped in to say good night. She was sitting under the covers with the TV on and the sound off, and I could see her hand moving in her crotch. She made no move to stop or hide what it was obvious she was doing. She said, “Hi Honey! How was dinner?”

I said, “It was nice, Mom, four of us shooting the shit all night long, and believe me, after a couple drinks everything was fair game!” Her hand was still moving, plain as day.

She said, “I’ll bet! You were sure out a while. I remember those days myself...”

“It seems like you had a couple drinks yourself, Mom!”

She said, “That’s possible! I’ve had a long week and I’m going to unwind.”

I said, “Is that what you call it?”

“Call what?” She was going to play a little game with me.

I said, “Mom, are you jerking off?”

She said, “Of course not, Honey! What a thing to say!” But her hand did not stop for one second, and in fact she let out a sigh and a “Ummmm. Uh.” sound. I could almost see her slip a finger into her cunt and fuck herself in and out while she was looking at me and talking to me.

She said, “I guess the subject of sex came up at your dinner, as usual...”

“Of course,” I said. “Tanya had a new boyfriend, and you want to hear something gross?”

“Yes. I’ll let you know if it’s gross or not!”

“She said that when they have sex he makes her squirt! She said she’s never done that before, and he just keeps fucking her like nothing is happening, and she ejaculates right up onto her own face, and she just keeps going like nothing is happening, she says, and meanwhile her hair and face are getting all wet and he’s just looking down at her and calmly says, ‘I’m going to come now,’ and he pulls out and comes all over her face and hair. She says she’s completely soaked from top to bottom, and she never came so hard in her life. Can you believe that?”

“Everyone has their little games during sex, I guess. So she squirts onto her own face and then he masturbates onto her?”

Mom was listening intently, and her knees came up and spread wide onto her haunches under the cover while she finger-fucked herself. I could even hear her wet noises.

I said, “Mom, is this talk turning you on?”

She said, “No, not really. Maybe a little bit, why?”

I said, “Because you haven’t stopped jerking off right in front of me while we’re talking! How much did you have to drink?”

She said, “You really think I’m masturbating under my covers? Why would you think that?”

I said, “Because I can see your hand moving under there! Why don’t you just pull the covers down and enjoy yourself? I won’t be embarrassed and neither should you.”

“Embarrassed? Well, even if I was masturbating, I wouldn’t be embarrassed about it, it’s a perfectly natural thing for a woman to do. I’m sure you do it too, Honey.”

I said, “Well Mom, are you nude under there?”

She said, “Yes, of course. I often sleep in the nude. Yes, tonight I’m fully nude.”

I said, “So you admit you’re nude, but you don’t admit you’re jerking off? I can even hear your wet pussy from here!”

She said, “Wet pussy! What kind of talk is that from a daughter to her mother! Next thing you’ll say is I’m finger-fucking myself!” I could hear that she was.

I said “YOU ARE! Why don’t you just admit it Mom!” And I walked over to the bed and pulled the covers down. And sure enough, there she was, fully in the nude, and her finger was fucking in and out of her hairy bush. She looked shocked and surprised, but didn’t stop.

She said, “What did you do that for? Did you want to see me masturbating? You could have simply asked, you know.”

I said, “Does that feel good, Mom? Are you going to get yourself off?”

She said, “Well, yes it does, and I’m sure I’ll go all the way, but not in front of you, of course. That’s not the sort of thing a mother does in front of her daughter.” Nonetheless, her finger started pistoning in and out of her even faster.