Wrong Number Ch. 07

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Double Penetration

This is chapter seven in this series. Chapter one was my entry into the 750-word challenge. This chapter, along with the ones before and after it will each be 750 words each (Title to end). Some may have what you’re looking for while others may be a tease. The end of this series is not in sight, so I hope you enjoy each chapter as they come. I’ll also add that I have no definitive end in mind. If you make a suggestion in the comments, it might come to fruition!

Wrong Number

Chapter Seven

She took a handful of his cotton pajamas in her hand with his cock and stroked him.

“I want you to talk to me when you watch me next time,” she whispered to him.

He didn’t say anything before she released him and walked out of the room. She closed the door behind him as he stood there with cock straining to get released. He dropped his pants, walked to the desk and pulled his phone out. He eagerly opened the picture his mother sent to him early. His cock pointed the way to his bed and he fell backward onto it, rubbing his shaft before he even got comfortable.

He zoomed in on her pussy manisa escort just as a new notification popped up.

“Are you masturbating right now?” his mother asked.

He thought about taking a video of him jerking off and sending it to her when he was done. Then he thought about video chatting with her so she could watch. She spent a lot of time teasing him, though.

He opened the camera on his phone and took a picture. It was just his fingers wrapped around his pole and little else. She couldn’t see his balls nor the head of his cock.

He grinned widely as he sent it to her and resumed getting himself off. The picture of his naked mother came back on the screen and his imagined his cock sliding easily into her juicy pussy. He pumped his hips to the timing of his fist, pretending his mother was riding him. He was about to cum when he pulled up his shirt and pointed the tip of his cock against his stomach.

Each shot added to the pool of cum that gathered on his skin. When he was done, he snapped another picture. There was just his sperm with a hair here manisa escort bayan and there, no other identifying parts. He smiled again as he sent the picture to her. The read receipt immediately notified him that she had seen it. He imagined her sitting on the couch in the living room with her legs spread wide rubbing her pussy as she watched the pictures come in. He could send more, but he determined she had seen enough for one night.

Two could play her game.

He soaked up the cum with another towel and recovered his strength before getting up on his feet again. He put on the missing clothes and realized just then how many times he jerked his cock to thoughts of his mother that day.

“Four times in a day,” he chastised himself. “Now I have to shower again.”

He snatched up the towels containing his dried seed and went to put them in the wash before heading to the shower. On a hunch, he walked past the bathroom and peered into his mother’s room. He arrived in just enough time to see her putting her robe back on. She wore nothing underneath that escort manisa time, and he was able to catch a glimpse of her ass.

“Get a good look?” she asked without turning to look at him.

He looked into the mirror next to her and could see her looking at him through that. He spit the first thing out that came to mind.

“Not yet,” he causally uttered as he walked toward the bathroom. He heard her giggle as he entered the bathroom and closed the door loudly.

“I can’t believe I just said that to her,” he thought, leaning against the door.

He went to take hold of his cock again but released it.

“I’m going to be raw tomorrow if I keep it up,” he thought.

He got the water going and got his shower, wondering what the end result of everything was. He wanted to fuck her but didn’t know why she was going out of her way to simply toy with him.

“What if she gets off knowing that I’m jerking off to her?” he asked himself.

He wanted to know more and was determined to get answers that night. He dried off, went to his room to change and headed to the living room where his mother was sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading a book. All her gems were tucked away out of view of his eyes. He sat down on the other end and turned to look at her.

“Will it always just be teasing?” he asked sincerely.

She turned the page of her book and casually said, “Nope.”

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