You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 6 - Sex Stories

You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 6

I woke up Wednesday morning feeling pretty weird. I had a nightmare that Jenny and I were on the couch and she was giving me one of her World Class blowjobs when her mom walked in. What was weird about it was that when I looked down at Jenny to see what her reaction was, it wasn’t Jenny but instead it was her mom between my legs and it was Jenny who walked in on us. I felt ill because now they were both mad at me for using them. Each one was mad that I had been seeing the other one too. They left together and left me holding my own cock. To top it off my dad comes walking in right then and starts quoting ‘The Art Of War’ and how you must never allow your enemies to meet or your troubles will be a hundred fold. I sat and wondered what the hell it all meant but finally chalked it up to some under cooked pork my step mom had used in her enchiladas for dinner last night. I dismissed the dream and got out of bed. It was already 8:20 so the house was empty upstairs so I didn’t bother putting anything on and went upstairs wearing only my boxers. The house was indeed empty and I got a bowl, spoon, milk from the refrigerator, and a box of ‘Frosto Flakes’ and sat at the kitchen table and ate my breakfast while I perused the morning newspaper. I didn’t find anything remotely interesting and started on my second bowl when the phone rang. “Hey,” I said into the phone and cradled between my shoulder and chin so I could pour my milk. The voice on the other end sounded pissed and I ...

... cringed. “Come again?” I asked as the voice was garbled. “You dick, you were supposed to be on site today,” my friend, Billy Wilson said. Billy’s dad owned a construction company and he had said he’d try to get me a job doing clean up on one of their sites. I didn’t remember him saying I already had the job. “Hey man, what are you talking about?’ I asked, sincerely perplexed. I waited for Billy to say something but could tell he was talking to someone else on the other end. When he came back on the phone, I could tell he believed that I hadn’t known. “Your step mom didn’t tell you?” he half-asked and half-exclaimed. “Naw, she never told me,” I said and was suddenly perturbed. My step mom had all the time in the world to tell me last night but probably had forgot, as she was too busy feeling me out about Jenny. “Well can you make it the first of the week next week,” he asked. Billy was a great guy and we had always looked out for each other. ‘Yeah sure, Billy,” I assured him and added, “Hey I’m sorry but she never gave me the message.” ‘That’s cool man, it probably slipped her mind,” he said. “My old man knows you work hard so he’ll believe that you weren’t given the heads up,” he added. He seemed ready to hang up, when his voice spiked up again, “Hey, you still interested in finding that dude?” I was perplexed for the moment. What dude, I thought to myself and couldn’t think of anyone. I started to ask, “ What dude?” when Billy chimed in. “You know the perverted dude that always ...