A Mother's Helping Hands - Part III - Sex Stories

A Mother's Helping Hands - Part III

... replied. “So did he go masturbate,” the beautiful physician asked, wanting to hear more details as her pussy began to moisten yet again. “No, I think he was too disappointed when I said no to a blow job,” Charlotte answered, then she added, “I was just glad he didn’t come in a little earlier or he’d have caught me masturbating, and I don’t know what would have happened then.” “So you were masturbating this morning,” Julie asked, thinking about her own morning, and feeling the crotch of her shorts getting warmer and warmer. “Yeah,” Charlotte replied with a sheepish grin, and then she added, “What a slut, right?” “So you’re a slut because you were masturbating?” Julie asked. “Well no, but I’ve become so obsessed with sex I wasn’t even thinking about Jamie catching me, so I was doing it right in the kitchen,” Charlotte said, and then she asked, “I mean, what would you do if Tyler caught you masturbating?” Immediately the mouthful of margarita Julie had just drank exploded from her mouth and through her nose, and as she coughed and gasped, Charlotte said “Julie, are you alright?” Julie finally regained her breath, and then she started laughing hysterically, and when Charlotte looked at her with a combination of confusion and concern, she said, “I’m sorry Char, I just can’t believe that today of all days, you asked me what I would do if Tyler caught me masturbating.” Charlotte still wasn’t sure what she was talking about, and said, “Okay, why would asking a question like that ...

... today be different than any other day?” Julie took a quick look to make sure the boys were still outside, and then she looked into Charlotte’s eyes and said, “Because this morning, Tyler walked in on me masturbating.” “SHUT… UP…” Charlotte exclaimed at her friend’s revelation, feeling a familiar quaking starting in her own groin. And then she said, “So what did you do?” Once again Julie looked at the door and said, “I’ll give you all the details, but let’s wait til we go put our suits on.” “Okay,” a disappointed Charlotte said, and then she added, “Well, at least you didn’t have to decide on whether or not to give him a blow job,” When Charlotte looked back at her friend, she could see her staring back at her with one raised eyebrow in an ‘are you sure about that’ look, and she screamed “Oh my God Julie… he asked you for a blow job?” “He didn’t have to ask,” Julie replied with a grin. “Holy shit,” her voluptuous friend exclaimed, then she said, “You have to tell me how it happened.” Once again Julie said, “Wait til we go put our suits on and I’ll tell you the whole story,” and then she picked up the tray of sandwiches and the pitcher of margaritas and headed towards the deck. Charlotte could feel her pussy melting as she grabbed the pitcher of iced tea and a tray of glasses and followed. As the two women reached the deck, they both stopped in their tracks. The boys they were afraid would find nothing in common were tossing a football back and forth and talking their favorite pro ...