Motherfucker: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 3

... sticking to her cervix, which was preventing me from seeing what it actually looked like. So I reach down through the center of the speculum with my fingers, and I finger-rubbed the sperm off of the end of her cervix, so that I could finally see her entire cervix, in all of its sexy glory.

"Oh my God! Your cervix looks a lot like the head of a dick. It's even got a little slit at the tip of it."

"Does that surprise you?" Mom asked.

"Well, kind of. I mean, I knew there had to be hole at the end for the sperm to swim through. I'm just shocked that the hole looks a lot like the slit at the tip of my dick. That's all."

"Take another look. My slit is actually quite a bit larger than yours. You can even stick your finger up into it, if you want to. Go right head. It doesn't hurt me at all. In fact the pressure of getting that hole stretched open by your finger will feel good to me. I know, because Sam and I used to do this kind to playful genital exploration stuff all the time.

"It's all just part of being long-time lovers. You wouldn't believe the kinds of sexual experimentation that a man and a women end up doing to--and with--each other for the sake of bringing variety to their sex lives. And that's because boredom comes along over time and automatically kills off passion and excitement. And believe me, it takes passion and excitement to continue to happily have sex with the same person for decades. Otherwise, you both just end up going through the motions of ...

... having sex, but not really enjoying yourselves in the process. And that's no fun."

I slowly inserted the tip of my middle finger up into Mom's cervical os while she was talking to me, and I began to slowly thrust the very tip of it in and out of her cervix.

"That's doesn't hurt, doesn't it?"

"No, I can't even really feel it. All I feel is the pressure of your stretching my cervix open. But that pressure feels really good to me. So don't stop now.

"Anyway, while you're busy exploring my 'baby-cave,' I'd like to tell you all about what happened one evening when Sam and I were having a quickie behind the big bush in our front yard. Are you interested in hearing that?"

"Of course, I am. Lay it on me."

"Okay, So one evening, Sam and I were having a quickie while we were hiding behind that big bush at the corner of the house. We had done this on a few different occasions before, but this time something happened that we weren't prepared for.

"A neighbor of ours walked past us on the sidewalk out in front of the house, and she said 'hi' to Sam and me while we were coupled up, doing the dirty deed behind that large, chest-high bush. You know the bush I'm talking about right?"

I nodded my head back at Mom.

"Well, Carol was someone we both knew fairly well, and she had to be about 15 feet away from us when she said 'hi' to us, and that damn bush was the only thing hiding us from her.

"I couldn't believe she caught us both off-guard, like that. But I was bent ...