As soon as they got out of the car, Bobby raced upstairs and got changed for his basketball game that night. He was out the door not long thereafter and probably wouldn’t be back till late.
Having witnessed her son’s masturbation in the car and having subsequently gotten a good taste of his cum from the soiled kleenex that he had used to clean up with had gotten Norma really randy. As she sat or walked around the house she was constantly aware how swollen her entire cunt area was and how it seemed to itch for the services of her own finger. Something vague was holding her back, however, and prevented her from simply locking herself in her room or the bathroom and bringing herself off.
Having had a silent dinner with Jake, her husband, she retired to a recliner in the basement den to watch the news. But she couldn’t concentrate and her mind kept wandering back to the sight of her son jacking his cock while looking at her as she drove back from Charleston.
A couple of times she had almost taken a detour down one of the many dirt farm roads leading off the two-lane, but each time she declined to give in to the temptation feeling it would only lead to their eventually touching each other. That was something she was determined to avoid at all costs even though her fantasies were filled with thoughts of getting her long slender fingers around her son’s big prick. And not only her fingers. She wanted to devour him.
The thought of Bobby’s big cock filling her mouth and throat brought to mind how much she wanted to have contact with him. Contact with someone. She needed to have sex with someone she could at least touch. Jake was going out to see Bobby’s ballgame, as usual, but maybe Caroline was home. She went to the phone on the wall and called next door.
Caroline was glad to hear from her. And yes, she’d love to visit, but not before eight when Brad, her husband, was leaving with Jake to go to the same ball game. Norma said she would be over as soon as she heard Brad’s car pull out of the driveway.
Hoping that Caroline would be in the mood for some hanky-panky, as she called it, Norma went upstairs to clean up and she was next door as soon as Brad and Jake were gone. It didn’t take long before both of them were hunkered down on the sofa drinking white wine in front of a nice blaze in the fireplace.
In a matter of minutes Norma found herself for the second time that day with her blouse open and her bra undone as she sat on the edge of the sofa. This time Caroline was kneeling between her wide-spread legs and sucking on one of her nipples; she seemed to be just as horny as Norma.
Enjoying the sensations of Caroline’s lips and tongue working on her erect nipple, Norma’s mind began to fantasize what it would be like to have Bobby sucking her breast and she was suddenly overcome with a need to confide her troublesome situation with her best friend.
Reaching down with both hands she grabbed Caroline on either side of her head and pulled her away from her breast. She then bent her own head and gave the startled woman a deep tongue kiss which she broke off almost as soon as it got started saying, “Sorry, love, but I’ve got to talk about something.”
A worried expression crossed Caroline’s features as she replied, “I hope it’s nothing serious. Are you in some sort of trouble? Did I do something?”
Norma leaned back into the cushions while pulling her blouse closed in front of her and said, “No. It’s not you. It’s me. I must be crazy.” And she hesitated, trying to figure out a way to explain what was going on between her and Bobby.
Seeing what looked to Caroline like reluctance she quickly put it, “Come on, Norma, we’ve never had any secrets before. What is it?”
“Well…” And there was another long pause before she launched on breathlessly, “I’m not sure how to say this, but Bobby and I are having an affair – of sorts.”
“You’re what!?” Caroline blubbered. “With your own son?!”
“Uh huh. With my own son. I know – it’s wrong, it’s even illegal. It’s perverted, it’s dirty, it’s lecherous, it’s filthy, it’s nasty and lewd and I just love it. I can’t help myself.”
“Holy shit, Norma! How did this all happen. And what do you mean by an affair of sorts’?”
“Well, I haven’t exactly fucked him, but…” And Norma launched into the whole story while Caroline sat and listened without interrupting.
Thirty minutes later Norma finished the tale and sat back exhausted and feeling a little bit relieved that she had finally been able to share her secret with someone she could trust.
There was a couple of moments of silence which Caroline finally broke by saying, “Wow. You sure have a lot of will power. I’d have been fucking his brains out from the git-go. Anyway, I’m glad you told me. You just really needed to get this out, didn’t you. And don’t worry, I won’t tell a soul, honest. Your secret’s safe with me.”
“Thanks – I needed to hear that, I guess,” Norma replied, relieved.
“Yeah, well. Now I know why you’ve been avoiding me these last few weeks. And I don’t blame you. Tell you what!”
“What?” Norma asked.
“I’ve got an idea how you’re feeling, especially after what you said happened just this afternoon. You must really be uptight. What I want you to do is settle back here while I do you, OK.” When Norma started to protest Caroline said, “No! Now just listen to me. I know what you need so just do what I say, OK? So just settle back and enjoy this and don’t worry about me. In fact, just close your eyes and think about Bobby while I do this to you, OK.”
Norma just nodded her head and slouched down while Caroline reopened her blouse. Leaning down next to her, Caroline began once more to manipulate Norma’s tumescent nipple with her lips and tongue while she reached under her skirt and began to fondle her large hard clit between thumb and forefinger. With her other hand she reached into her own slacks and began to masturbate herself.
It wasn’t even a minute before Norma’s cunt drenched her best friend’s hand with girl cum as her body shook with each wave of her orgasm. When the spasms passed, Norma just lay back and looked over at her friend and watched as Caroline finished herself off.
“Wow, that was short and sweet,” Caroline said as she withdrew her hand from her waistband. “Wanna talk some more?”
“Not really. I’m super tired. I just want to go to sleep.”
“Yeah, I understand. I’ll bet you are worn out. Go on, go home and get some rest. We can talk later.”
Norma leaned forwards and kissed Caroline lovingly and said, “Thanks for listening. You’re a dear.” Pulling herself together she was out the door in a flash and sound asleep the minute she hit the bed.
*
Two weeks passed and it was another long dry spell for Bobby and Norma. Still remaining super cautious both acted as normal as possible and trudged on day after day hoping for a break. None came along. Norma did visit a couple of times with Caroline, but neither one seemed in the mood for sex so they just wound up talking.
Norma was now of the opinion that maybe it would be best if they just stopped the whole business, but neither she nor Caroline could come up with a strategy that wouldn’t be devastating to Bobby. The only thing they thought they could hope for was that Ariel or one of his other girlfriends would grab his attention – or maybe something else – and divert his interests and sexual energy in that direction. Otherwise they were stumped.
When the two weeks had rolled by and it was Friday again there didn’t look like a thing they could do. Bobby had a ballgame at Oakmore the next evening and it was decided that Jake and Norma would drive the hundred miles to see the big game. Even though Brad couldn’t make it, Caroline wanted to go as well.
After the game they could all get together with Bobby and go to this swell pizza place in Oakmore for a late supper. Bobby could then ride home with them instead of taking the team bus back. That would save his dad the trouble of having to pick him up at the high school so late at night.
Southfield played a magnificent game that evening and Bobby was the star. Flushed with victory he, his parents and Caroline had pizza at Gino’s Pizzeria. During the meal Bobby sensed something strange at the table.
At first he couldn’t put his finger on it and figured maybe he was getting “signals” from his mom, but when he started to pay attention to this he noticed that she didn’t act out of character at all. She spent a lot of time talking to Caroline and him and virtually ignored his dad which was par for the course and nothing unusual.
After some time he began to notice that Mrs. Bishop seemed to be giving him what he thought were weird looks. It was difficult to divine, but she seemed to look at him differently although he couldn’t quite explain it to himself. And each time he looked over at her he noticed that she would look him directly in the eye as if no one else were at the table and she never broke contact; he was always the first one to look away. After a while it got almost embarrassing and he simply quit looking at her altogether.
Caroline Bishop had been their next door neighbor and Bobby’s mom’s best friend for just about as far back as he could remember. She was a blond woman of medium build except that she had large breasts. She was cute in a “pixyish” sort of way which didn’t especially appeal to Bobby, but she was always nice to him and paid him well for cutting her grass and doing odd chores now and then.
To him, Caroline was just one of those sorts of neutral people in his life; she was just there, neither liked or disliked. So why all of a sudden after all these years would she begin acting funny like this? Or was he just imagining things. Bobby thought he was probably just very tired and hung over from the excitement of the ball game. He finally decided it was him and chalked the whole business up to his imagination.
Getting in the car for the two-hour drive back to Southfield it worked out that his mother sat up front while his dad drove. That put him and Caroline in the back seat together. After just a few minutes his mother said something to him which he didn’t hear. When she finally got his attention he said, “Sorry, mom. I guess I just dozed off for a second.”
Caroline jumped in immediately with, “We know you’re tired, hon. You’ve had a big night. Why don’t you just lie down here and go to sleep.” Scootching all the way over to the left of the seat up against the door she patted her lap and said, “Come on, you can rest your head in my lap and sleep till we get home.”
Not one to argue, especially now being so tired, Bobby turned and lay back, adjusting his frame as best he could to the confines of the seat with his head resting on Caroline’s soft skirt clad thighs and staring at the dark roof.
“Comfy, dear?” Caroline solicited.
“Uh huh,” Bobby purred as he dropped almost immediately into that half-conscious state most people enter when riding in cars. He felt Caroline stroke the top of his head a couple of times and then he was out.
The next thing Bobby remembered upon waking was the gentle motion of the automobile moving down the highway which had lulled him to sleep. As he opened his eyes he noticed it was still dark and that his head was still in Caroline’s lap. Moving his eyes to the right a bit and looking up he was startled to see one large bare breast capped with a puffy pink nipple vaguely visible in the low light jutting out between the folds of Mrs. Bishop’s unbuttoned blouse and jacket.
Then he looked up further directly into Mrs. Bishop’s lust filled eyes. Just as he was about to exclaim his surprise, she gently clamped her right hand over his mouth and gently shook her head back and forth. Confused and not knowing what to do he just lay unmoving.
Very, very slowly Caroline began to lift the palm of her hand from Bobby’s mouth. When it was completely off she began to slowly trace the outline of Bobby’s lips using the lightest of touches with just the tip of her finger while maintaining a firm lock on his eyes with her own.
When she had circled his lips twice and come to the center of his mouth she began to incrementally apply pressure with her finger until his lips began to part and she could feel his teeth and their slight overbite. Bobby wouldn’t open up just yet so she started moving the finger around on his teeth and gums and he got the idea. She snaked her finger between his teeth and finding his tongue she started to gently toy with it.
Caroline could see from the cornered animal look in his eyes that Bobby was frightened, but that quickly disappeared as he closed his lips around her finger and began to suck on it. Soon her finger and his tongue were involved in a pleasant duel inside his mouth, but it didn’t last as long as either would have liked. When her finger was good and wet she removed it and brought it to her bare breast where she applied the spit to her nipple which began to expand into erection before Bobby’s eyes.
Using her other arm to support the back of Bobby’s head, she began to apply a slow upward pressure and it only took a second for him to figure out what she wanted. Giving in to the pressure as she brought his head up slightly, he opened his mouth and glued it right over the center of her large puffy pink areola and began to suck.
This caused an involuntary, but slight gasp to escape Caroline’s lips. The sound didn’t go unnoticed by Norma up front in the passenger seat talking softly to her husband so as to keep him awake while he drove.
Sensing the nature of the what she heard coming from behind her she refrained from jerking her head around; she felt this was something she didn’t want to draw Jake’s attention to and she was right. When she did finally glance into the back seat she almost became unhinged and it was with the greatest effort of her will that she managed to remain outwardly calm and unruffled.
She let a few moments pass and then turned again, this time for a longer look just to verify what she thought she saw the first time in the dim light. Nothing had changed. There was her son curled up with his head in Caroline’s lap. And there sat Caroline with her jacket open and her blouse undone and one of her big tits hanging out of her bra cup. And Bobby was sucking on her nipple. What a scene! Goddamn her!
Norma was filled with an instant rage and anger at what she felt was betrayal by her best friend. How dare she do this? She thought. But she also knew that to do anything at the moment with Jake right there was to risk giving away the entire situation. She was struck powerless and she knew it and it made her even madder that she knew Caroline knew it.
With all the enmity she could muster she moved her eyes up to Caroline’s and found the other woman staring right back at her with an equally serious expression on her face. They held this emotion filled tableau an eon until Caroline had the gall to wink. That broke the ice and Norma couldn’t help but to emit a low throated chuckle. Hearing that her husband queried, “What’s so funny?”
Norma just shook her head and said, “Oh nothing. Just something that came to mind.” After all, what else could she say?
A quick take of the situation on Norma’s part revealed to her that she wasn’t about to try and break up the backseat lustfest. On the contrary, there was a part of her that wanted it to continue; she was getting turned on by the thought of her son sucking on her best friend’s nipple. If she couldn’t get into it she was damn well going to watch them so she shifted her position putting herself half turned in the seat and up against the car door. This way she could plainly see everything that was going on in back.
As she became increasingly aroused Norma still retained a part of her earlier resentment at Caroline’s brash behavior until she realized with a start that she was actually jealous; she wanted it to be she who was in back with Bobby, having him suck her breast.
In order to have an excuse to be constantly looking back, Norma began an inane conversation with Caroline, rattling on in a steady stream about some dumb subject or another. The initial sound of his mother’s voice startled and frightened Bobby and he jerked his head around to look up over the seat at her. But she wouldn’t look down at him or acknowledge him in any way; she just kept rattling on about some church social or other. Caroline took his head and pulled it back against her bosom and he resumed sucking her breast.
As Norma chatted on and Bobby continued to nurse, Caroline reached down with her right hand and began to lightly rub Bobby’s side, all the time working her hand lower and lower until it was directly over his crotch. Here, she found exactly what she had hoped – a huge lump of muscle straining the fabric of his pants.
She began to rub the lump in a circular motion with the palm of her hand until she had located its exact form and position and she couldn’t believe the size of it. Having done so, she didn’t linger long. She very cautiously began to unzip the fly on Bobby’s pants. When she had it down she found the opening in his shorts and inserted her hand inside, grabbed his hot cock and began to wrestle with it in an attempt to free it from its confines.
Sensing rather than feeling the upcoming groan from Bobby’s throat, she tightened the pressure of her hand on the back of his head, mashing it into her tit and muffling the moan brought on by the feel of her hand on his sensitive bare cockflesh.
Eventually she managed to get his massive cock loose and immediately wrapped her hand around the hard pole and slowly began to jack it up and down. Then she looked up at Norma and saw the lust in the other woman’s eyes. It amazed Caroline that Norma could gawk at the scene before her, obviously enraptured by it, and continue to chatter away as she was doing.
And indeed it wasn’t easy for Norma to carry on this mostly one sided conversation as she took in the scene of her best friend having her breast sucked by her son while he was being masturbated by her. Her own crotch was throbbing in sympathy and she would have given anything to have been able to dive over the seat and join them.
Before the thought was even completed she saw her son stiffen, let out a slight groan and then saw his cock erupt a long stream of white cream onto the sleeve of Caroline’s leather jacket. Caroline continued to milk Bobby’s hard penis which continued to squirt come. When it appeared that he was finished, Caroline quickly said in a clear voice, “Ahem, uh, Norma – do you happen to have a kleenex with you. I think I’ve got something in my eye.”
Norma smiled inwardly to herself as she dug a kleenex out of the purse on the seat beside her and handed it back. Caroline took it and proceeded to clean Bobby’s semen off her coat sleeve.
When she was finished, she looked up to make sure Norma was looking at her and then proceeded to bring the sopping tissue to her mouth where she ran it around her lips a couple of times, coating them and making them gleam, before beginning to noiselessly suck on it. The irony of the situation was not lost on Norma, whose anger was once again silently starting to flare at the obvious fun Caroline was poking at her.
When Caroline was done sucking some of Bobby’s cum from the kleenex she opened the window and threw it out then slowly licked her lips clean with her tongue while she smiled innocently at Norma. God, what audacity, Norma fumed. I’m going to wring her fucking neck the first chance I get.
During all of this Bobby had been quietly moving around and trying with a modicum of success to get himself zipped up again without alerting his father to what had happened. He was painfully aware of the fact that his mother had taken in the whole event, but he sure didn’t want his father to find out about it.
Caroline helped him along when she said, “Come on, big boy. Time to get up. We’re almost home. Rise and shine, now.” And Bobby sat up allowing Caroline to reinsert her breast into her bra and button her blouse.
When the car pulled in the driveway a few minutes later they all got out and Caroline headed immediately across the lawn to her own front door, waving and saying, “Night, all.” No way was she going to give Norma the chance to corner her alone after what she had pulled off tonight. And they both knew it.
Jake, Norma and Bobby trudged into the house as if nothing had ever happened.