I have this embarrassing problem. And for a long time, I couldn't talk about it with anybody. But I was really worried that there was something terribly wrong with me. You see, I have this rather small penis. It's only about three inches long when it's soft. All through school, the guys made fun of me in gym class because most of them had these long dangly cocks. I was the object of a lot of jokes.
It really didn't bother me a lot until I got older and the subject of sex started to come up as a regular topic of conversation. My closest friends all started bragging about this girl they dated and that girl they dated. But, I really never started to go out with just one girl alone until I was a sophomore in college.
But, I must digress to high school. A really sweet girl named Sarah moved into the house across the back fence from us. I saw her for the first time a week or so after she moved in. I was out in the back yard mowing the lawn when she came out to sun bathe on the patio behind her house. I waved and she waved back. When I had finished the lawn, I walked back to the fence and called to her. She sat up and answered me back; telling me her name and telling me she was a junior.
Sarah was a pretty girl with short black hair. She wasn't very tall and she was sort of skinny. Her smile was huge and her teeth were snow white. Sarah seemed very shy and really didn't have a whole lot to say. But I liked her right away and promised to show her around school on Monday when she reported for her first day. It turned out that the shy routine was an act she pulled with everybody. When I got to know her, I was really shocked.
Monday morning, I met Sarah on the corner and we walked the five blocks to school together. I introduced her to as many of the kids at school as I could before class and promised to meet her out front after school to walk her home. I was proud to have been a help to her in getting acquainted and hoped we would become friends. My hopes were dashed as soon as she met up with Robby Kline, the senior class president and the school's biggest jock.
He closed in on Sarah immediately after he set eyes on her and had her all lined up for the walk home by lunchtime. Oh well, so goes life. Robby was one of the guys that always had a comment to make about the size of my dick. Robby had about seven inches of swinging beef between his legs and every mortal at the school was aware of that fact. They also made it a point to tell everybody that I was a pencil dick. Which made me feel like shit.
My short-lived romance with Sarah left me with a bad taste for women again so I went back to feeling sorry for myself.
My father had been killed in a fire at his place of business several years ago and my mother had raised me without a husband since his death. She was a tall and willowy woman with striking features and soft golden hair. She always complained that her nose was too big and that she wished her teeth were straighter, but she looked good to be. She had a great shape but dressed down so as not to accentuate what a wonderful body she really had.
Mother never made a big deal out of being modest around me though. She didn't ever parade around the house naked or anything, but it wasn't uncommon to catch her coming out of the shower in a towel or see her sitting on her bed in a bra and panties. I just didn't pay a whole lot of attention to her because she 's my mother. Likewise, she was accustomed to seeing me in jockey's or just a towel.
Mother, to my knowledge, had not dated since my father's death. I wondered about this once in a while but passed it off to her business. She did, however, go out with our neighbor Karen Riley, who lived next door with her husband Jim. Jim was a practical joker type who often times would aggravate Karen to tears. She would come over and hang out with mom a couple of times a week or they would go out for a few hours in the evening.
It was my impression that they were just good friends until one night last May. Karen had come over right after dinner all in a state over some nasty thing Jim had said to her and she and mom had a couple of glasses of wine while they sat in the den and ran all men into the dirt. I kept busy in my room so as not to be in the way. After a short time, mom came to my room and told me that they were going to go out for a couple of hours and not to worry if she was late.
I said okay and kissed her on the cheek, like I normally did. For some reason, I watched her as she left the room. Her skirt seemed a bit shorter than usual and I could see her lacy bra through her thin silk blouse. She seemed just a little out of character. She looked sexy. What was I thinking?
It was dark when I heard them come in. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand and the red numbers read 1:45 AM. Karen was with her. They were giggling and making all kinds of silly noises. I lay there in the dark listening as they came down the hall and went into mom's bedroom. I didn't hear the door close. They continued giggling and making noises, and I thought I heard someone groan.
The suspense was killing me so I got out of bed and quietly crept over to my door, which was standing wide open. The door to mother's room was across and down the hall, about five feet before you got to mine. A dim light shone from her room, making a path across the hall floor and up the wall. I could hear all manner of strange sounds coming from her room now.
I eased up to just outside of her door and peered in at an angle into the mirror over the dresser. It reflected back across the room, but I could see no one.
Then I heard Karen grunt and say, "That's it, Blaise. Do that again."
I heard a loud slurping sound and Karen groaned again, louder. Then I heard mom make a squeaking noise with her throat.
"Oh fuck yes, Karen," Mom gasped. "Lick my clit!"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I wasn't completely sexually ignorant; I just had never been exposed to it live before, only in videos and skin magazines. I just had to see what was going on in there so I carefully moved my head around the doorframe and stared into the room. There on the bed, my mother and Karen Riley were lying on the bed, eating each other out. My little three-inch problem stiffened into an eight-inch throbbing monster.
Mom was lying on her back with Karen on top. Karen was moving her butt in circles as mother licked away at her pussy. Karen's face was pushed completely between mom's thighs so all I could see was her hair. Whatever mom was doing to Karen was having a dramatic affect, because Karen was making all kinds of moaning sounds with her mouth, which was squashed into mom's pussy. Mom just gurgled, loudly.
My cock had sprung through the fly of my pajamas and stood straight out at attention. My hand went to it and I started to stroke myself as I witnessed the two lovelies groveling on the bed. Mom must have struck a nerve in Karen, because her head snapped up. Karen's eyes were closed and her face displayed a look of sheer bliss. A long soft cry emanated from her lips. Mother's pussy was fully exposed to me and I stared directly into it. Then Karen squeaked.
I glanced up and we made eye contact. A brief look of shock clouded her face, and then a look of pure devilment replaced it. Her eyes shone as she groaned again and shook her head with passion. She had returned to the sensations of her orgasm. When our eyes met again, a smile spread across her face and she winked at me. My hand continued to stroke my erection. Karen's eyes traveled to my hand and opened perceptibly when she took in the dimension of my manhood. I had absolutely no idea why, but her smile got even bigger.
Karen returned her attention to mother's pussy and soon mom was bucking under the younger woman as a violent orgasm surged through her. I retreated to my room, mortified that I had been discovered spying on them. I sat on the bed and jerked off into one of my socks that were lying on the floor. I was sweating as I lay in the darkness listening to mom and Karen in the other room. It seemed to me they were going at it for hours.
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I felt the bed move. It wasn't quite daylight yet. The drapes on the windows were sort of gray. I couldn't see whom it was that had knelt on the bed, but I could smell the fresh scent of lavender. A soft hand touched my cheek. I was afraid to move so I just lay there on my back and waited. Then I felt soft warm lips touch mine, ever so softly. Warm fingers moved down over my bare stomach and found the fly front of my pajamas. My little problem had once again turned into a huge raging problem before the fingers ever found it. I heard a soft intake of breath as the searching digits made contact with my hardness.
I felt my cock being extracted through my fly and the hand moved up and down very slowly. The person on the bed moved around and leaned over me. I felt her warm moist lips touch the soft skin on the head of my cock. I trembled as she took more of it into her hot mouth, until she had me pressed into the back of her throat. I erupted with an intensity I had never experienced before. She gagged as I spewed a huge glob of thick cream into her mouth. She began to cough but quickly controlled her reaction and slurped my cock back into her mouth. Her tongue worked its way around me and she swallowed ever drop. I still pretended to be asleep, but I think she knew better because I was sure that I had muttered something aloud when I was cumming.
I watched as her shadowy form moved off the bed and walked to the door. She turned and looked back just as she was leaving. I could see that it was Karen, when the dim light from mom's room lit up her face. She had a big toothy smile plastered across her face. I felt pretty froggy myself, right at that moment. But I had to piss like a racehorse and I just knew that if I walked out into the hallway, I'd be meeting up with one of them. But nature was calling so I padded out to the john.
As luck would have it, no one was in my lane. So, I made a quick dash down the hall, took care of business and returned to my bedroom unnoticed. I was still in shock after what Karen had done to me and not quite sure how I would behave when I saw my mother. I knew one thing for sure. I would be discussing tonight with Karen very soon. I had enjoyed my first blowjob a whole bunch. With a little persuasion I hoped I could get her to do it again. Besides, I wanted to have a chat with her about what she and mother had been doing last night.
The next thing I knew, I heard mom calling from the doorway to get up. It was Saturday and we had planned a trip to the mall for much needed eye exams for both of us. I gathered myself and met her in the kitchen for a quick bite before we left for our appointments. Mom was in a wonderful mood. She was bright and chatty and had a colorful yellow sundress on, which accentuated her ample curves and commenced to stimulate my already raging hormones to an even greater height.
I drove us to the eyeglass place, where we each had our examinations. We picked out frames and were told we had an hour or so to wait for them to be ready. We decided to take a stroll down the mall and do some window-shopping to kill some time. Mom held on to my arm as we walked and to any observer we looked like lovers strolling down the wide mall. We stopped to have a soda and we sat next to each other at a table off to the side of the food court.
"You look nice, Mom," I said, admiring the expanse of smooth skin I was treated to.
Her dress was sleeveless and hung low on her soft round breasts, which filled the bodice to overflowing.
"Why thank you, Sean," Mother said, reaching for my arm and giving it a little squeeze.
"Mom, I have a question," I said, softly.
I felt her move closer to me. Her hip and leg rested against me. She felt warm.
"What is it, Honey?" She asked.
