Quarantined with Kell, Part VI - Sex Stories

Quarantined with Kell, Part VI

... hacking while we were here and discovered your little camera stash.”

“You little bitch,” my mother cursed.

“That’s me,” Kell said, smiling. “Hey, Jacob, why don’t you come in here. Don’t bother getting dressed, you’d just have to undress again.”

My mother cursed again. “I’m not . . .”

Kell cut her off. “Yes you are. You were getting ready to anyway. You want it, stop acting like it is otherwise.”

Instinctively, I reached for my shorts, but decided against it. We had seen each other naked, what was the point.

I strode down the hallway and into my mother’s bedroom, my rock hard cock bouncing from side to side.

The view in her room was pretty much the same as the view in the camera. Her sitting naked on her bed, the laptop in front of her, Kell on the screen.

“Hey Jacob,” Kell said when I approached.

“Hi Kell,” I said. “Whatever happened to taking it slow?”

“Once I got the video of her playing with herself while watching you masturbate, I decided to speed things up. Anything you want to tell your mother?”

I stood over my naked mother. For the first time that overweening confidence I had always seen in her eyes faltered a little.

I had to admit she looked hot. Her nipples were still hard, and her snatch was still sopping wet. It seemed pretty clear to me that despite her protestations, she was still turned on. And I was turned on not just with how hot she looked, but also a little bit drunk with power.

“So, what is this shit about you ...

... taking away my part of my inheritance?” I asked. “And before you answer, remember we have evidence you were watching me masturbate and playing with yourself. I also remember you gave me that clock-radio with the camera when I was still in high school. I bet the world would love to know about your spying on your own children.”

My mother looked down. For the first time, I think she realized just how much trouble she was in.

“Okay,” she said. “You can have your $50,000.”

“And…?”

“And what?” she asked.

“How much was Kell’s college fund you stole from your father when you were kids.”

“Jacob, no!” blurted out Kell. “That’s water over the dam. Let it go.”

“Not to me its not. She has enough money to pay it back.”

My mother nodded. She clearly was defeated.

“It was $75,000. I will pay that back too.”

“Good,” I said. “And there’s one thing more I want.”

She looked up at me. She had the same doe eyes as Bridget, and they looked beautiful as she regarded me cautiously.

“What’s that?” she asked.

I leaned down and kissed her on the lips. She hesitated for a moment and I thought she was going to draw back. But instead she returned the kiss, opening her lips and slipping her tongue into my mouth. I reached out and cupped her breasts. They felt just like Bridget's except a little softer. Her large brown nipples were hard, the bumps standing out and the tip like a dart. I disengaged my mouth and ran my tongue down her neck to her breasts, tasting each one in ...