The Arrangement
Copyright© 2020 by Beaverhunt
Chapter 11
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 11 - Two friends, a white Jew and a Black Christian, have forged a friendship despite racial attacks growing up. At 16, with both fathers away for long periods of time, a life-changing event happens that sends all on a sexual journey of illicit activities as one finds out about his best friend and best friend's Mom. Can they maintain their friendship while getting closer than either thought? By the author of The Awakening, Getting Caught, Changing Dynamics, Blackmailed Mom, My Desires and others.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Incest Humiliation Rough Group Sex Interracial Anal Sex Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex
Aaron
My fingers absentmindedly caress her soft lips as hers brush pleasantly across my softened state. I can’t even begin to guess what she has in store, but I know just how serious mom is with the promise to experience the real thing. Whatever it is has to be some angle I’ve never thought of, which doesn’t leave much.
Ma’s not the type to do anything with anyone who isn’t her husband, which absolutely includes me. Mom may be confident she can make it happen, but I have reason to doubt a successful plan. There’s nothing to blackmail her with and she doesn’t even drink wine, which means there’s nothing I can use to have her.
I feel Marius’ fingers brush against mine and don’t need to look across her body to know he’s thinking the same thing. If she had shared anything with him, he would have told me by now. Neither of us are particularly skilled with keeping secrets, which is how I know she hasn’t shared shit.
There’s too much on my mind now to enjoy her soft touch, but her sighs tell me the same isn’t true for her. How the fuck is she going to pull this off? If she manages to get me that blowjob, I’ll owe her more than she can ever know.
She starts to drift off as I pull my head up and prop it under my hand. I’m not surprised to see Marius staring at me. Our hands continue to work her soft lips for no other reason than just how pleasant it feels beneath our fingers.
I whisper to him, “Any idea what she had planned?”
He shrugs a little as he keeps his voice down. “No idea. This is the first I’ve heard about it.”
It’s frustrating not having any answers. “She must have said something.”
His face shows the same frustration of being kept in the dark. “Maybe she did, but you know mom wouldn’t say shit to me about it. First, I’ve heard of anything like this. We knew she was planning something, but didn’t expect anything like this.”
I hate being in the dark every bit as much as he does. “Who would she have told?”
Marius remains silent as his eyes search for an answer. “Uncle Titus.”
I groan softly at his words. “I should have guessed. She tells him everything. Do you think they screw when we’re not around?”
He shrugs his shoulders. “Probably, but neither have said shit about to me.”
My eyes search his for some hint of something he’s not telling me, but know he’s every bit in the dark as I am. “Whatever she’s planning has got to be good. I’ve thought of every scenario to make it happen, but there’s nothing.”
He grins as he glances down to her slumbering face. “No offense, but you’re not mom. We both know she has ways to get what she wants. Whatever it is, just go along with it and tell me how it went.”
My grin matches his as I nod against my hand. “Don’t worry. I won’t leave anything out. You’ll be the first to know.”
I lower my head on the pillow and feel her warmth for the first time since she told me she has something planned. There’s a sense of comfort that comes from lying next to her naked body and yawn out. A much needed nap is waiting, since energy will be needed for the next round.