The Kindness of Strangers - Sex Stories

The Kindness of Strangers

... of girls in and around the university. Her presence hadn't gone unnoticed mind you. Daily I admired her appearance, whether it be body-contouring dresses that highlighted every curve, or the always sexy nightie she'd don before bed, never repeating in the near week we'd lived together. But my acknowledgment of her beauty ended there. Even at night, I'd sway my mind in other directions when I found myself lapsing. The thought of her ass in leggings or the mischief in her eyes when she smiled. No. When my cock hardened and I treated myself to a touch, I'd think of others, exes, and movie stars, even allowing my aunt Leticia to creep in and lead me to orgasm. All but Mom.

Until Dee Williams coaxed me right back to her, that is.

Dick out and phone in hand, I was randomly flicking through videos when I saw it. The adult star in the shower. Her perfect body, lathered in soap. But it was the suction cup dildo attached to the tiled wall that she was sucking, pulling off with a pop, reattaching, and eventually fucking, that had me thinking about my mother.

The moment I saw it I was amazed I hadn't thought of it earlier. The explanation for the multiple waist-high circular marks in Mom's shower. A suction cup dildo! What else could be the cause, I questioned and found my face blushing at the thought I'd almost asked her the reason. I remembered her rushing into the bathroom on the day I arrived. Was it the answer to the mystery towel on the shower floor? Hiding the ...

... evidence?

It was no longer Dee fucking her dildo, I fantasized. Dropping the phone, Mom formed a clear image in my head, and as if by stealth, managed to erode all the work I'd done in the week to abandon my incestuous fascination. I succumbed. Filling a tissue with an immense load of taboo seed, wishing it was she who could witness the offering. Would she be impressed, I wondered? Smiling to myself at how ridiculous the prospect was as I luxuriated in post-orgasmic haze.

*

'It's a good thing I didn't have it taken down,' Mom acknowledged as she walked back out of the garage having parked her car inside.

Shooting hoops and having missed the opportunity to impress her with my quantity of semen, I took a shot from roughly three-point range, and we watched as the ball, unfortunately, bounced off the rim and rolled onto the lawn.

'You haven't changed anything!' I diverted from my disappointing effort, quickly retrieving the ball and this time making an easier shot, hoping she'd still be dazzled.

'I didn't want to,' she cocked her head and squinted into the sun as she watched me. 'It all reminded me of you.'

I smiled sympathetically back at her, taking in her green wrap dress and flesh-colored stockings in the process, seeing her in my mind's eye removing the clothing and stepping into the shower to meet up with her potential silicon lover.

'One on one?' I proposed and made to throw the ball at her, and she looked down at herself.

'Can I get changed?'

'What? You ...