Me and Mom Fisting - Sex Stories

Me and Mom Fisting

... to make Mom so uptight," she asked, quickly moving past me and flopping down on my bed. "What are you talking about?" I tried to play innocent despite my flushing face. "Don't give me that shit. I have eyes. What did you do after I left to make Mom so mad." "I have no idea," I answered, deciding to tough it out. "Nice try but you know I'll get it out of you eventually," she giggled with confidence. The fact I could never keep a secret made her reaction all the more irritating despite my resolve that this time, I absolutely couldn't tell her. This was something I couldn't talk about to anyone, not even Lisa. "So," she said, changing the subject. "Are you going to spill the beans on Eleyna?" Eleyna was a girl I had recently met and was spending more time with than Lisa's friend Cathy. She dressed pretty slutty, which was a little embarrassing, but she fucked like a mink. Lisa didn't like her much. "No, that's none of your beeswax," I said. "Come on, Jerrod." Lisa laughed, then asked, "Is she a moaner?" She laughed so hard she fell back on the bed, throwing her arms over her face and lifting one knee to relieve the pressure on her stomach when her laughter spiraled out of control. Sitting up, a minute later, she persisted, "Come on Jerrod. Tell me and I'll let you alone about Mom." I gritted my teeth and ignored her. "Ohhhhhh, oh God, ahhhhh, ungghh, unhhh, unghhh," Lisa moaned, then broke out into another fit of hysterics. I couldn't help laughing. She had Eleyna down pretty ...

... good. "Shut up," I cried in short-lived anger. "Uhh, uhhh, uhhh, ohhhhaahhhhooohhhh," Lisa cried, both feet trummeling the mattress. I got up and fell upon her, grabbing her arms and holding them above her head, using my weight to pin her legs down. I didn't say anything but Lisa became still and stopped teasing me. I was pissed with myself when my eyes darted down to her chest to take in the sweater pulled too tight over her straining, smallish left breast. Lisa smiled smugly and I let go of her hands. We both sat up. "You wouldn't like me anyway," she said. "I'm not a moaner like Eleyna." "I didn't say she was," I retorted, not bothering to deny the thought Lisa had correctly read. "And you didn't deny it either," Lisa laughed. "I could see in your eyes it was true." "You didn't hear it from me," I said. "Nope. I didn't hear it from you," she tinkled, eyes sparkling. "Don't say anything, Lisa," I pleaded. "Cathy will hear about it and have a hissy fit and then it will get back to Eleyna and then I won't be getting any at all." "You'll still have your hand," Lisa giggled. "Or do you forget how it works?" "Fuck off." Lisa threw her arms around my shoulders and snuggled up. "Don't be like that, little b*****r. I won't ruin it for you, though it would serve you right for fucking around on my friend." Lisa released my shoulders and shoved me away but was back at it within five seconds. "That is, I won't spill the beans if you tell me what happened with Mom," she purred. "Nothing ...