Motherfucker: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 2

... came to my level of expertise on the subject of "human sexuality."

And that's when there was an unexpected knock at the external kitchen door, which was located around the side of the house.

Mom got up from her chair at the kitchen table, and went over to unlock and open the entry door to the kitchen, as she said to the person waiting to be let into the house, "Oh hi, Fran. I'm happy to see you could make it this morning. I promise you it will be well worth your while."

This elderly woman named Fran was using an elegant-looking, black lacquer cane to steady herself as she walked through the entry door into our kitchen. And it was obvious that her cane wasn't just a cane that she had bought off a store shelf somewhere. No, sir. Her one-of-a-kind, custom-made cane had shiny and expensive Mother of Pearl inlaid miniature works of art strategically placed along the length of the cane.

Mom turned back around and introduced me in an overly-loud voice to this elderly woman who was now standing in our kitchen with us, "Carl, I would like you to meet Fran. Her full name's Francine, but she goes by Fran. She's my next-door neighbor. Fran, this is my son, Carl. He's the one I told you about."

"Oh my God!" Fran remarked. "Young man, you're a lot more handsome in person."

"Who's this? And what's she talking about?" I whispered in Mom's ear.

And Mom said to me, "Fran is very hard of hearing. So there's really no need to whisper. But please be nice to Fran, and I ...

... guarantee you she'll be very nice to you. She's very wealthy, and she currently doesn't have anyone to spend her money on, other than herself.

"And that's because she doesn't have anyone. Nobody who loves her. No children, or grandchildren. And no extended family--except for me, since she considers me to be her 'adopted daughter'--because she has outlived them all. So she just keeps to herself in her little house, and only goes out when she has to to run errands and stuff.

"I know she doesn't look it, but she's 77 years old, believe it or not. And Fran is in very good shape for a woman her age, other than needing to walk with a cane to help her balance, so that she doesn't fall and break a hip, since she suffers from sudden bouts of vertigo.

"What Fran and I have in common is that we are both over-sexed women. That's right. Fran still masturbates nearly every day, and she has come over here because she wants you to fuck her. She hasn't had a real live dick in her pussy since her husband passed away a few years ago. And she is offering to give you $1,000 cash to fuck the crap out of her this morning."

"Gosh, Mom, you're making me feel like a gigolo, or something. I mean, having sex for money. Isn't that illegal?"

"Whatever. You can go ahead and donate that $1,000 cash to any charity you want. But please, I'm begging you, please agree to go ahead and fuck my good friend, Fran. She deserves it more than anyone else I know. Besides, she already gave me the money to give ...