Motherfucker: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 2

... light-grayish-white hair perfectly coiffed. And her diminutive body frame looked so frail to me, that I was afraid that I might crush her if I were to lie down on top of her torso to fuck her in a traditional missionary-style intercourse position.

Mom and Fran chit-chatted while we were waiting for Fran to indicate that she was finished with her breakfast.

And then Mom picked up Fran's finished plates and put them in the kitchen sink, before turning back around and telling Fran, "Okay. It's time to get this show on the road."

And Fran knew exactly what Mom meant, because she got up from her chair and made a cane-assisted beeline for the stairs, on her way to Mom's bedroom. She had obviously done this many times before.

By the time that Mom and I got to the bedroom, Fran had already removed her blouse and her bra to totally expose her saggy breasts. And she was sitting on the edge of the bed, with a huge smile on her face.

"Come over here, Carl. I want you to stand in front of me," Fran said to me.

I moved over to stand directly in front of Fran, and she immediately placed the flat palm of her hand on my crotch, and said to me, "Show me your johnson. I need to see it right now, if you don't mind."

I pulled my pajama bottoms and my underwear down around the middle of my thighs, and then straightened back up, which put my dick and balls right in Fran's face.

And without any warning whatsoever, Fran quickly removed her dentures, and set them on the night ...

... stand by the side of the bed. Then she immediately stuck the head of my dick into her mouth and began sucking away on it.

It really creeped me out to have an elderly lady giving me a blowjob. But that didn't stop my dick for automatically responding to her efforts, and ultimately becoming erect anyway. And that was because her toothless mouth and gums felt absolutely wonderful to my dick.

Fran said to me, "Son, you have a nice big penis on you, and an awesome set of testicles down between your legs. I feel like the luckiest woman in the world right now, because you're letting me have sex with you. I'll bet you never had a blowjob like that before."

"No, ma'am. You're absolutely right about that."

"Well, did you like it?"

"I've got a hard-on, don't I?" I asked Fran, feeling a little confused about her 'did you like it' question.

"Where are you, Janie?" Fran suddenly called out to Mom.

And Mom quickly called back to her, "I'm over her in the corner, sweetie, sitting in this easy chair. Don't worry. I'll be watching everything that happens, and I'll make sure that Carl doesn't accidentally hurt you."

"You don't have to worry about that," Fran assured my mother, as she reached over to the night stand, grabbed her dentures, and put them back into her mouth to instantly restore her previous pleasant appearance and her smile. "I'm not as fragile as I look, you know."

Then Fran looked at me and said, "Carl, I want you to kneel down in front of me and suck on ...