Me and Mom Fisting - Sex Stories

Me and Mom Fisting

... happened between me and Mom. I just put my hand on her leg when I got up, to bug her you know, and it hurt her. She blew up, said she was tired of my shenanigans, and told me to grow up." It made sense and I must have sounded sincere because Lisa bought it. "Oh, does little Jerrod need to grow up?" she teased, trying to push her index finger into the hollow of my neck, a favorite tickling spot for which she knew I had no defense. I tilted my head over, jamming her finger against my shoulder but she simply wiggled it, pursuing when I tried to pull away and climbing on top of me, forcing me to fall over sideways on the bed. "Poor little Jerrod," she cooed, wiggling her fucking finger. A minute later she relented and prepared to go. Unfortunately, I had the brilliant idea, since I'd fooled her about Mom, to query her about Mom's instant response to my hand being jammed between her legs. If I acted like it was with someone else, Eleyna say, who I had already compromised, what was the harm? "Hey, Lisa, before you go. Is it weird for woman ... a girl, to get off right away if a guy suddenly shoves his hand between her legs?" Lisa looked at me like I was out of my mind. "Well, yeah. What, do you think we walk around, perpetually horny, just waiting for some moron to stick his hand in our crotch?" "No. I mean, if it happened by accident, would she get off?" "You need to come up with some better approaches, b*o." "I'm not talking about just grabbing a wom... a girl. I mean, if it ...

... happened by accident." "Are you telling me you grabbed Eleyna and she got off right away?" "I didn't grab her. It was an accident. We were sitting on the couch, and my hand slipped and jammed between her legs, and she started jerking and quivering. I mean, she really got off." "The horny little bitch," Lisa exclaimed, taken aback. Shit, I could see that this was too good for Lisa to keep to herself. I knew she would spill it to some of her friends, at least to Debbie, the yappiest of the bunch. "Hang on, Lisa. You can't say anything to anyone. You promised." "I didn't promise." "Well, you said you wouldn't." "But I didn't promise." "Ok," I agreed, realizing she was just pushing my buttons. "You didn't p r o m i s e. So anyway, is it possible?" "I guess, if a girl hasn't had any for a long time and is in the mood." Lisa looked thoughtful and I instantly regretted bringing the whole thing up. "I can't see that happening with Eleyna though," she mused. "I mean, she fucks like a mink, doesn't she?" she asked, looking at me for confirmation. It wasn't anything I could deny. I nodded, a little uneasy about the direction she was taking. "So this isn't about Eleyna, is it? You've got your eye on someone else. Jesus Christ, Jerrod, you're already doing one girl behind my friend's back. What are you, some kind of sex addict?" Lisa picked up a pillow and belted me with it. I fended her off as best I could. "Ok, ok. I was just k**ding. One of my friends asked me to ask you." "Who?" Lisa ...