Mom's 8mm Movies
Copyright© 2019 by DDMarshall
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Seventeen-year-old Ray Grant came home early from school and found his mother watching a stag film. That alone was something he never would have expected of his mother. What she was doing while she watched the stag film was also unexpected. But what she did when she caught him spying on her redefined their life together.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Consensual Fiction Incest Mother Son Masturbation Oral Sex
Over the next couple of weeks, Mom allowed me to masturbate with her four times as we watched her private stash of 8mm films. But mostly we watched each other. My imagination was working overtime as I watched my mother play with herself under her skirt or her slacks if that was what she was wearing that day. I liked it when she wore slacks. The zipper was in the front, and sometimes it would open enough so I could see Mom’s hand moving under her white cotton underwear.
The following week, on Tuesday night, Mom did something a little different. She was wearing slack and unzipped them as usual but pushed them and her underwear halfway down her thighs. We had a stag film running, but I’ll be damned if I remember what it was.
I had a raging hard-on pushing the front of my pajamas out. There was no way my mother could mistake the condition I was in. I could see my mother’s pubic hair, but I could not see her pussy. She had her legs shut tight and just her fingers lightly touching herself down here. She kept smiling as she touched herself. It was one hell of a tease.
I watched Mom warily for her reaction as I opened the slit in my pajama front, and my cock came out.
Mom swiveled in her desk chair and was facing me. I flinched, thinking she was going to yell at me. She opened her legs. “Come on baby, do it. Let me see you do it.”
I grabbed my cock and started jerking off. The stag film was completely forgotten. The projector whirred in the background. Light from the projector and the flicker of the film on the wall created a dreamlike atmosphere as we focused on watching each other. It could not have been three or four minutes later I was reaching for the tissues. I held them in front of me as cum shot out onto the tissues and my hand. My knees buckled.
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