Progression Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Progression Ch. 01

... you do it, too."

"Me?" he asked, frowning.

"Yeah. It wouldn't be fair if I was the only one doing it."

He supposed that was true... fine. He'll do it with her if it would make her feel better. This entire thing started because he wanted to have a connection with her again; it was essentially more of the same.

"I'll do it."

"Okay," she said with a relieved sigh."Give me a few minutes."

They hung up. Rory wiped the proverbial sweat off his brow and went into the kitchen to drink a glass of water. He was both nervous and excited to hear her verdict. And if this didn't work, then he was out of ideas, because at that point, her best case solution would be to talk to a professional about it. As much as he wished he could make all her problems go away, he wasn't naïve as to think he held all the answers.

His phone pinged with a message as he was washing his used glass, which he nearly dropped in his haste to dry his hands. He hurriedly thumbed it open, eager to hear if his idea had any teeth, and promptly lost all knowledge of the English language when he opened their chat thread.

Instead of words either confirming his idea or condemning it, he got a picture instead, a picture of her standing topless in her bathroom, her face bright red with a blush and her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, one hand holding the phone up to the mirror and the other struggling to squash her breasts together in order to hide her nipples behind her fingers.

Rory's ...

... penis leapt back to attention without a moment's delay, and when she sent him a message simply asking him what he thought, he barely moved a muscle. She sent another, his name and a question mark. Rory blinked, and even though he had just lubricated his throat, it felt dry when he swallowed. His thumbs then flew across the virtual keyboard without his brain's permission, tapping, sliding, deleting, rewording, typo-ing, then finally hitting send.

Don't be shy mom it's just me, move your hand away and take another

She didn't respond, giving Rory ample time to take it back. He didn't. He waited, his eyes riveted, his body tense if she would actually follow through.

She did.

"Christ," he murmured, drinking in the sight of her heavy tits freely hanging, her dark nipples pointing straight at the camera.

Rory set his phone on the counter, and without looking away from it, unfastened his pants and lowered them down enough to free his hard cock. Over the past few months, he had saved a multitude of her pictures, but he never once actually went through with masturbating to them, more than happy to get his kicks with women looking for a one-night stand.

Well not anymore.

He wrapped a hand securely around himself, paused as if questioning what he was doing with his life, then began stroking it. This wasn't what he had in mind when he made the suggestion, but... fuck it. He knew a great pair when he saw them.

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