Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep2

Mom's Nose in My Business

As soon as my bedroom door closed, Jenna and | pressed our lips together as we tumbled toward my bed. Our

mouths opened, our tongues cout, and | slid my slippery appendage into the warmth of Jenna's mouth. She

uttered soft whimpers while our kisses melded together. | pushed her shirt above her tits and pulled her bra

beneath them. My hands squeezed her breasts, maybe a bit hard, but she seemed to like it as she spread her

legs foron my bed, my cock pumping blood and plumping up to its full hardness just in tto spear the

center groove between her legs. We dry humped each other, the cloth of my basketball shorts digging into the

fuzziness of her cotton boy shorts and the softness beneath them.

"We have to be quiet," | whispered as Jenna panted and moaned with a desperate need for my touch.

"Turn your music on," she said.

"They'll know," | said. "It's too obvious."

| squeezed her tits against, then pinched her thick, peach-colored nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

"Ooh," she gasped.

| lowered my head, taking the right nub into my mouth and licking all around her areola. Jenna spread her knees

wide and humped her hips up at me, sliding her cotton-covered muff against the head of my prick.

I moaned around her tit.

She moaned, pushing my head against her breasts.

I ground my cock into her muff meat as hard as | could.

"Shit," Jenna whispered. "I'm so fucking wet for you, baby." "Jenna--"

Knock, knock, knock, my door rattled, and then the doorknob turned, but not much because | had locked it. Then

someone--Mom, | already knew--knocked harder on my door and turned my lock like a panicked woman running

from a serial killer.

"Mark, open this door!" Mom shouted. "Now!"

"Are you fucking kidding me," | said, rolling off Jenna and sitting up. My cock sprung upward, turning my shorts

into a big top circus tent. "Mark!"

"Givea second," | shouted back. "Fuck!"

"Mark!"

"I'll open it," Jenna said, pulling her bra up and her shirt down. "Here, baby, cover that dick."

She handeda pillow that | placed over my lap, and for a moment, | thought there was a better way to hide

my erection, but then I thought, Fuck it. Mom should know what she interrupted. Jenna skipped to the door as my

mother banged on it again. She unlocked it, opened it, and Mom stormed in as if she could still catch us doing

something illicit.

"What are you two doing?" Mom asked, swinging her gaze from me, to Jenna, back to me, and my lap. "Well?"

"I was just leaving," Jenna said, leaving my room and calling over her shoulder, "Calllater."

"Mark," Mom said, "we need to talk."

She shut the door, and | sighed as she cto sit next toon the bed.

Great, just fucking great.

| was about to talk to my mother while sporting wood, and we both knew it.

How fucked up was that?

FrrrkMom's Concerns

The first thing | noticed was that my mother had not changed out of her clothes from earlier: a pair of jeans and

a white shirt. It wasn't so late that she needed to change, but it was Saturday night, and she wasn't going

anywhere. "I chere to tell you to leave your door open, and this is what | find," Mom said, shaking her head

at me.

I looked at her clothes and said, "You were coming up here no matter what. You could have told us to leave the

door open on our way upstairs, but you wanted to catch us doing something."

"I did not." Mom looked at me, sitting on the bed with a pillow over my lap, and she frowned, then her eyes

widened, and she looked away. Sighing, she walked to the bed and sat down near the end, facing forward and

keeping her eyes off ofand my erection. "I chere hoping that you were doing as | had told you to do, but

you weren't, were you?"

"I'm eighteen."

"And that's still too young for today's world. You don't even know if you'll be together forever."

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"We're adults now," | said, narrowing my brows. | hated it when my mother said something that made sense. |

thought I'd be with Jenna forever, but did | know that for sure?

"That doesn't matter." Mom took a deep breath. "You may not understand it now, but one in-the-moment mistake

could cost you years of your life. You may have to put off college. You may decide not to return. A baby could

change the entire trajectory of your life. You don't need to be sexual just because you've turned eighteen."

"We haven't had a chance to be sexual," | said.

"Sexual means everything up to and including sex," Mom said, turning a sideways glare on me. "Everything you

do tempts you to do more, so that means no kissing, no touching, no looking at each other naked, and no sexy

text messages." | laughed.

"I mean it," Mom said. "I know how teenagers are with their phones."

"Jenna's dad isn't serious," | said. "She'd hate him for the rest of his life if he kept us apart. It's a dad thing. It'll

pass." By now, my hard-on had softened some. | turned on the bed as my cock lay in a tube-like state over my

sack. | slid the pillow off to the side and crossed my legs on the bed, the bulge in shorts no longer as obscene as

it had been before Mom had knocked on my door. "Trust me."

"No." Mom turned to me. "You trust me. You don't want to be an eighteen-year-old dad."

That was true, but that wasn't going to happen. That only happened to irresponsible people, and Mr. Charles

Mason--what an almost terrible nJenna's dad had--was going to have to accept the fact his daughter was

growing up, and she was eager to join the adult world.

"I'm eighteen years old," | said, and though | tried to mimic my father's stern tenor, my next words still trembled,

and my heart still sped up as | added, "I have needs, Mom." Mom laughed without humor.

"Can't you go back to holding hands?" Mom asked. She faced me, her regal features hanging low, the way a

puppy might after its master had given it a stern yell. "Waiting another four years is not that long when

compared to the rest of your life."

My mother was right, but fuck that, | had a cock to satisfy, and Jenna wanted sex as much as | did.

| shook my head.

"Can't you watch porn?" Mom asked.

I laughed a little and said, "No," while still chuckling.

"Can't you," Mom said, cringing, "just cheat on her?"

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"I'm not cheating on Jenna," | said, shaking my head. "How can you askthat? That's a crazy idea. Plus, | love-

"You don't even know what love is." Mom's eyes narrowed, and that sad kitty look took on a fearsome

expression. "You're doing this out of spite. We told you no, so you're going to show us that you don't have to

listen to us anymore, aren't you?"

"Mom--"

"No," Mom said. "I bet you would run off with the first woman who showed any interest in you."

"She'd have to be one beautiful woman," | said, laughing and trying to soften my words. Cheat on Jenna? Mom

was crazy.

"How beautiful?" Mom leaned forward, lookingin the eye.

"She'd have to be," | said, leaning forward and trying to keep my laughter in check, "as beautiful as you."

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Mom stood, glaring at me, then she turned and headed for my door. | can't be sure, but | thought | heard her

mumble, "As beautiful as me."

My mother wasn't stupid.

How many blonde, sun-lit women with an inner glow and the regal bearing of a Lord of the Rings elf queen were

walking around in the world within reach of us--that would also fuckon a whim and couldn't get pregnant?

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