Motherfucker: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 2

... it would normally do, if I were fucking a younger woman. Instead, my dick was still firm enough to stay inserted into Fran's short vagina.

Finally Fran said to me, "I think you can pull out now. I've definitely had enough. I can't go for another round. My jenny's getting too sore."

I honored Fran wishes, and pulled my dick out of her vagina, watching all my excess sperm ooze out of her fuck-hole when I removed my "dick-plug" from it. And sure enough, my penis was still partially-erect. And to be honest, it was actually scaring me a little bit, because it didn't seem like my penis wanted to become flaccid again, like it's supposed to.

My dick even stayed partially-erect after I put my underwear and pajama bottoms back on. And that's when I realized that Fran's decrepit body, and her saggy tits, and her withered-up shaved-bare pussy were turning me on like crazy--even while I was just standing there, looking at her lying in Mom's bed on her back, with her bony legs still spread far apart. I couldn't help but stare at Fran's tits and her pussy.

Mom spoke loudly from across the bedroom, "Fran, you can just go ahead and lie there on my bed, and fall asleep, if that's what you feel like doing. My son and I need to go out grocery shopping."

And Fran said to Mom, "Would you please buy me some bananas and some apples while you're at the grocery store?"

"Sure, Fran. Will do," Mom said, paused for a moment, and then added, "Are you sure you don't want me to buy you a ...

... cucumber too? I'll get you a nice big one?"

Both woman laughed at Mom's joke.

And Fran replied, "I don't think I need that right now, Janie." Then she pointed straight at my crotch, and told Mom, "I've got the real thing, thanks to you."

And both woman broke out laughing again, this time, even harder. I didn't find their joking around with each other about comparing a cucumber to my penis to be that funny, considering the circumstances.

As Mom and I were walking out the bedroom doorway, Mom told Fran, "Feel free to help yourself to some coffee downstairs, if you want. You can wear my bathrobe if you don't feel like getting dressed yet."

"Thanks, Janie. You're a real doll!" Fran called back to Mom.

As soon as I turned around and followed Mom out of her bedroom and into the upstairs hallway, my penis began to behave normally, and was softening up nicely in my underwear--and I was very relieved about that. I didn't want to have the erection from Hell that just wouldn't go away, like I have heard happens sometimes to guys who take too much Viagra.

I went in my bedroom and got dressed, and then Mom and I drove to the grocery store.

About an hour and a half later, when we returned to Mom's house, we put away all the groceries that we had bought for the week.

Then Mom and I went upstairs to find Fran asleep on her back on top of the bed. She was still naked with her legs spread far apart, and it looked like she hadn't moved since we left her to go shopping. ...