My Exhibitionist Mom- Book Seven
Copyright© 2025 by Jill Jacobson
Chapter 9: Mr. Right
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9: Mr. Right - Hi, and welcome to the continuing adventures of Amie, the Exhibitionist Mom, her Daughter Jill, and all their friends! Jill's friend Rhonda from down the street is back, and they meet a very friendly dog named Jack; so is Gretchen Schroeder, the frisky gym teacher; Amanda, who doesn't stop masturbating even when her Mom stays over; and other saucy characters. All ten "My Exhibitionist Mom," books by Jill Jacobson are available at Zbookstore.com. ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED AS OVER 18
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Fa ft Mult Teenagers Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Sister Daughter Niece Aunt Grand Parent BDSM Humiliation Spanking Group Sex White Female Oriental Female White Couple Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Lactation Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Voyeurism Water Sports Hairy Public Sex Small Breasts Teacher/Student Nudism
I was looking for something (that MOM told me to look for) in her closet, and tucked way in the back I unearthed a medium-sized box, with a clear plastic window, with a goofy-looking plastic face peering out at me. The box said “Mr. Right!” and had little hearts all over it! I found Mom in the kitchen, and I demanded an explanation!
She took one look at it and started laughing! “Oh, so you’ve finally found Mr. Right! Congratulations! When is the big day?” She said.
“Who, or rather WHAT, is Mr. Right?”
“That was a gag gift at Laura’s bachelorette party, has it now been ten years ago already? I guess in case things didn’t work out with Ian...”
“Well does he have a job, at least?”
“Ha, ha, ha! I’m sure he does have a job. Maybe we should find out how good he is at it!”
“Is it a blow-up doll?”
“Oh Jill, don’t be so crass. I bet there is a new name for it that makes it sound so much nicer, like a “loneliness engineer,” or an “orgasm production specialist!”
“Well why don’t we find out what it does? Should I open it?”
“I guess we could, but if we blow it up, it will then qualify as a date! So maybe I should dress for it!”
“Maybe you should Undress for it, Mom! It could be a life-changing experience!” I was expecting her to just laugh the whole thing off, but she didn’t.
“Well, if you want me to take him for a test ride, why don’t you inflate his ego a little bit and meet me in my bedroom in 10 minutes?”
Now I went from amused to excited. What did Mom have up her sleeve? After she left I started blowing Mr. Right up through a valve in his foot. It took longer than I expected, but the result was an almost life-sized blow-up doll made of clear plastic. Attached to him was a well-hung, anatomically correct penis. I couldn’t wait to see how this date went!
When I finished getting Mr. Right ready I went into Mom’s bedroom, and she was under the covers. She looked him over approvingly, especially between his legs. “My what a large cock you have, Mr. Right!”
“The better to fuck you with, my Pretty!”
“Why don’t you escort him over here to the test lab, Jill?” She pulled the covers away from the side, and I could see her right leg. She was clearly nude under the covers. “I think you may have to blow him up a little bit more to get him ready for me.” I found his valve and started to fidget with it. “Not there, there,” Mom said, and she pointed to his penis. “Why don’t you blow him there a little?”
I shot Mom a quizzical look, but I did as I was told. I don’t know if she wanted a little extra lubrication for him, or whether she just wanted to watch me suck on his cock. She started to get impatient. “Bring him over here and put him on top of me, Jill.” As I positioned him on top of her, Mom moved the covers aside. She was nude underneath. “Put him inside me.” I reached underneath and moved his cock to the entrance of her vagina. I looked at Mom for the final okay, and she nodded. As I watched her face, I pushed him gently inside. She gasped, her mouth open.
“Does it feel good, Mom?”
“It feels good. Move him in and out.” I pushed him in, and pulled him out, slowly at first. “Faster, Jill.” I did it a little faster, but it was awkward reaching my hand underneath him. “Why don’t you get on top and push him in and out with your body.” Now this was getting weird, but I was turned on in a weird way. It was starting to appeal to my kinky nature! I climbed aboard and pushed my hips onto his behind.
“UHHH!” Mom had a shocked look on her face. It turned to pleasure. “Oh, that feels good,” Mom said. “Fuck.”
“Do you like it?”
“Yes, I like it. Take off your top.” I shucked my shirt over my head and positioned myself back on top, in jeans and bra.
I felt like talking dirty to her, and see if she would take the bait. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, fuck me now. I want it. Fuck me hard. Take off your bottoms, Jill.” She took the bait and raised me one. I wasn’t wearing panties under my jeans.
“I’ll be nude from the waist down, okay?” She nodded impatiently. I reached down and slid my pants off. I got back on top and started pushing my pussy against the plastic. It yielded and pushed the artificial cock deeply into my Mom, and the rhythm of her legs and hips forced it back out. “Am I fucking you hard enough?”
“Harder, Jill. I want you to fuck me as hard as you can.” I was shocked that she was responding to me as her Daughter, fucking her, and not a random stranger represented by some plastic and air. I thrust my hips down as hard as I could, and pushed the cock deeply into her.
“I’m fucking you, Mom. I’m fucking you as hard as I can.”
“I feel it, Jill. I feel you fucking me. It’s good, I love the way you’re fucking me. Is your pussy getting wet?” I was a little shocked that Mom asked me that, but it was. It was getting very wet and starting to slip and slide on the plastic.
“Yes, Mom, my pussy is getting very wet. I can feel the cock going in and out of you.”
“Can you see it, too? The plastic is clear. What does it look like?” I looked down at the cock as I thrust against the doll.
“God, I can see it going inside you, Mom. It goes so deep. I can’t believe you can take that whole cock that deep into your pussy.”
“Yes, I can. I can take it as hard as you can fuck me, Jill.”
“Can you come this way, Mom? Do you think you can climax? I would love to see it. Will you come for me?”
“I think I can do it, Jill. Fuck me faster. As fast as you can. Take your bra off. Let me see your breasts jiggle as you fuck.”
I couldn’t wait to set my breasts free for her. They seemed so big, bouncing and flopping as I banged my hips against the plastic. Now I felt like I was getting close, my pussy rubbing against the doll. Mom reached up to grab the doll’s shoulders.
“Jill, I can see your breasts bobbing up and down. They look so sexy like that.” They did, and I made them move even more, on purpose.