The Arrangement
Copyright© 2020 by Beaverhunt
Chapter 17
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 17 - 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
I hear Titus leave and so far haven’t seen shit. It’s important to play along and ma can’t know just how badly I want to see her body. It wasn’t easy to keep my eyes on the laptop, but I managed to hold my focus with the promise of a bright future as I set up the feed. The one angle won’t capture much, but Titus said he’d supply the occasional recorder to take care of it.
Titus isn’t the only one who will be enjoying the show. Marius and mom are probably already enjoying this, if they can focus on something other than their bodies. I’m looking forward to the highlights myself, but that can wait until after I finish with her.
I turn towards ma as soon as we’re alone and her eyes are closed tightly. That’s fine with me, since I want to take my time admiring her body and she doesn’t need to see just how hard I already am. My eyes glance down her slender neck to her pale tits and have to say they’re about the same size as mom.
Her nipples aren’t hard and I don’t care if that ever changes. They stand out for much the same reason as mom’s nipples, which is a contrast of color. Unlike black on mocha, ma’s nipples are red on white.
My eyes move down her body past her slender stomach and settle on her full bush. It’s a little disappointing, but not very surprising. I’ll have to do something about that bush in time, since it hides any hint of pink between her legs. For now, I have other things on my mind and won’t rush anything.
My feet carry my to ma’s waiting body and her eyes remain closed. I can smell her sweat as I approach and know that scent rather well. There’s other things still foreign to me, but that will change in time. Just as is the case with mom, there’s nothing I won’t know about ma.
I want to take her now, but have to be patient. Ma can’t suspect anything and I can’t explain just how hard my dick is at just the sight of her. Release will come soon enough, but patience is crucial at this moment.
My head moves close to her ear and I can smell her shampoo, which doesn’t really smell like anything and whisper, “We don’t have to do this, ma.”
She whispers back, “I can’t let you go to jail.”
I smile at the warmth her body brings and continue with our silent conversation. “I got a good look at the lube. It’s for anal, ma.”
She nods and I can feel the tears on my cheek. “Better mine than yours, Aaron.”
I wish Titus were still in the room, since I’d love to hear her say that a little differently. “What’s about to happen, just know it isn’t my idea. He told me to take my time before we have sex.”