My Exhibitionist Mom Book Three
Jill Jacobson
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MY EXHIBITIONIST MOM, BOOK THREE
Hi, and welcome to the continuing adventures of Amie, the exhibitionist Mom, her Daughter Jill, and all their friends!
CHAPTER 21-MOM BREAKS HER ARM
(NOTE: ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED AS OVER 18)
After our humiliating and extremely sexually stimulating episode in the teachers lounge we didn’t speak of anything sexual for weeks, Mom was so embarrassed she could barely face me at all. I thought the whole thing was so exciting that I masturbated thinking about it once and sometimes twice a day. I kept it secret so Mom would not feel worse about the whole experience. I came home one day and found her standing on the edge of a chair on her tiptoes, trying to change a light bulb. She was distracted when she saw me and lost her footing, falling off the chair. When she reached out to stop herself she banged her wrist on the counter and was in such pain she started to cry. After I took her to the emergency room, they put a cast on her broken wrist, and I tried to make her as comfortable as I could back home.
When she woke up from her nap she was a little groggy from the pain medication, and she said it made her excited. “What do you mean by excited, Mom?” I asked. “Well, Honey, you know that I take care of myself, I mean sexually, because I know that you’ve seen me. And now I have this broken wrist, and I can’t do what I usually do.” I said, “Mom, are you talking about masturbation? I can’t believe we’re having this discussion!” She said, “I can’t do anything to myself, and I’m very wet and excited, if I can be honest with you.” “Mom, you can always be honest with me. Do you want me to help you? With my hands? Down there??” “Yes I would, Honey, you’ll have to take my clothes off first. I prefer to be totally nude, I hope you don’t mind.” “No, of course not, Mom. Would you like me to take my clothes off, too, to make things even?” “I would prefer if you didn’t, Honey, so it doesn’t seem like we’re lesbians or anything. You’re simply going to help me reach orgasm.”
“Okay Mom, should I just start?” She nodded, kind of helplessly. I took Mom’s pants off, then her shirt, and she was in bra and panties. I unsnapped her bra, then slipped her panties down. She said, “Here, put this towel over me so it doesn’t look like you’re just masturbating me out in the open. It will be more like a massage.” “It’s only us two here, Mom, but okay. Just tell me how you want me to masturbate you.” I spread the towel over her breasts and pussy, and reached underneath. I felt her hairy bush, and ran my finger up and down a couple times, and I felt the opening get very wet.
“Is this okay Mom?” “Yes, Honey, just keep going. A little slower at first, and I’ll tell you when to speed up.” I ran my finger slowly up and down her opening and her clit, and snaked my finger inside her. She gasped, “Oh! I wasn’t expecting that.” “Does it feel good, Mommy?” “Yes, why don’t you push your finger in and out once in a while.” She was looking down intently at my hand moving rhythmically underneath the towel, and she pulled it down so that her breasts were exposed.
“You don’t mind if I show my breasts, do you? You’ve seen them before, of course.” “No Mom, I think you have beautiful breasts, and I can see they are getting hard.” “Well, there’s no need for you to stare at them, just keep doing what you’re doing under there.” “You mean masturbating you, Mom?” I couldn’t resist trying to get her to say the word. “Yes, Jill, masturbating me. Jerking me off, if you like. Keep going. You can move your finger a little faster now, I’m starting to get close.”
She was staring intently at my hand moving underneath the towel, and whispering things like, “Oh, yeah…. That’s it…. Mmmmm…. Okay, getting close now.” And finally she said, “I’m gonna come. Here it goes. Oh, I’m coming.” And her body started to shake and I saw the top of the towel get wet all the way through. “Mom, I think you came. Did I do it right?” She said, “You did it just fine, Honey, thank you. I know that was probably awkward, but I appreciate you masturbating me. We’ll probably need to do it on a regular basis until my hand heals enough for me to do it myself.” “Anytime, Mom. That was fun!” “Well, just don’t have too much fun!”
The next day we were driving to the mall and Mom seemed a little irritable. “Mom, is something the matter?” I asked. She let out a sigh. “Hmmm, Honey, it’s a little embarrassing, but I always get a little snippy when I haven’t been ‘taken care of’ in a little while.” “Oh… You mean sexually? Because you can’t masturbate? I didn’t realize you did it so often.” “Well it must be the medication. I think I need to have an orgasm now. Would you mind pulling over to the side of the road and taking care of me?” “You mean jerk you off, Mom? Right out here in the car in public? I guess I don’t mind if you don’t!” “I don’t think anyone can see. Just go ahead and slip your hands down my shorts and do it quickly. It shouldn’t take very long.”
“Are you very horny, Mom? I didn’t know Moms got that way,” I teased. “Yes, Jill, I’m very excited, now let’s do this quickly please. Put your hand inside onto my clit and rub very fast.” I did, and again she looked intensely at my hand in her shorts working at her clit in fast circles. She started talking in a low voice again. “Oh yeah, jerk me off…. I’m going to jerk off right here in the road. Oh wow, I can see people looking in the car as I jerk off. Honey, lift my shirt up over my breasts please.” “But Mom, you’re not wearing a bra!” “Just do it please, and I’ll finish before anyone even notices.”
I pulled her tight shirt up above her breasts, and she didn’t touch them, just watched them jiggle as she bucked her hips against my finger. She said in a voice I could barely hear, “Yeah, that’s it, finish off. Come. Come now. Look at those tits. Yes, everyone can see your tits, now jerk off. Hurry now, jerk it off. Here it comes. Yes, here it comes.” And she rolled down her window so that anyone going by could not miss her bare breasts. She shouted, “Here it comes! Yes, I’m coming, Honey, I’m jerking off onto your hand! Ahhhhhhh! Oh yes, YES!” And she bucked and spasmed against my hand, her tits shaking and people passing in their cars could see it all, and some did.
She quickly pulled her top down and took my hand out of her shorts. “Well, that was embarrassing. Hurry up and start the car Jill, and let’s get out of here.” I said, “Mom can we pull over somewhere else? There’s something I need to take care of, too!”
CHAPTER 22-MOM BREAKS HER ARM II
(NOTE: ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED AS OVER 18)
Masturbating Mom had gotten me very worked up. I needed to get some relief myself, so I told her I was going to find a private place to park.
Mom said, “Okay Honey, let’s go down this road, it looks pretty private.” I parked the car on the side of the road, which ended near a lake with nobody around. Mom was looking at me, waiting for me. “Mom, you’re not going to watch, are you?” “Go ahead, Honey, I’ve seen you masturbate before.” “You DID? When?” “I saw you masturbating in the bathroom using a hand mirror. If you didn’t want me to see you should have closed the door.” “Oh Mom! I probably didn’t even know you were home! You didn’t see me finish did you?” “I watched the whole thing. It’s perfectly natural, Dear, you know that. I need to pee so I’ll go out the side of the car while you’re masturbating. Open my side door and take off my pants so I can go.”
I got out and opened her door, then started to unbutton her shorts. “No peeking, now,” she said. I gave her a smirk. When I was back behind the wheel I shoved my hand down my shorts and panties and felt my wet pussy and clit. I was almost ready to come immediately. “Oh. Oh. Oh.” I tried to be quiet, then I heard the pee coming from my Mom and hitting the leaves below, while she said, “Ahhhhhhh… That feels good.”
My hand was a blur as I masturbated quickly. For some reason hearing my Mom pee got me going even more. “Shit, I’m coming already.” With little fanfare I ejaculated once onto my hand and started spasming. “Oh god, I just came. I just masturbated.” Mom said, “Wow, that was quick, Honey! Did it feel good? I got a little excited listening to you. Would you mind doing me again while I’m still wet, before you put my pants back on?” “OK Mom, but I can see your pussy, I hope that’s okay.” “Just do it quickly while I’m still wet from my peeing and don’t stare. I’m excited again from doing it out in public.” I put my hand onto her pussy and moved it in a circle how she liked it. This time she was looking right at me as I masturbated her.
“That’s it, Honey, do me. I’m going to come on your hand. Fuck me with your fingers. Put two in my pussy now. NOW.” I did as I was told. “Harder, now. HARDER. yes. YES. YES. Mmm hmmm. Faster. I’M COMING ALREADY.” I could feel her pussy convulsing around me after only 20 strokes or so. She was trying to hold her gaze into my eyes but the pleasure was so intense. “Honey, you’re getting so good at masturbating me, I’m going to miss it when my hand heals!” “Oh Mom, what a thing to say. You know I would masturbate you any time you like. Just doing something nice for my Mom.” “Awww, you are a sweetie,” she said.
That night when I came into her room to kiss me good night, and she whispered in my ear that I was such a good daughter for helping her in her time of need. “I’m going to do something nice for you right now. Would you like that? Take off all your clothes.” “MOM!” “Do you want me to do it for you or not? It’s a limited-time offer!” “Do what?” “Just take off all your clothes and kneel up on your knees with your legs spread facing the headboard.” “But-” “Don’t make a big deal, just do it, Honey, and you can thank me later.” I got up on my knees completely nude, and knelt exactly as she said. She scooted her face directly underneath me. She was going to lick my pussy!
I was so excited I started dripping onto her face before she even started. I saw her blink as my juices dropped onto her cheek. “My goodness, Honey, you seem excited. I’m going to have to go slowly or you’ll come too fast to enjoy it!” She moved her tongue right onto my hole, then up inside it. She licked slowly up and down my slit, stopping just short of my clit. Then she did something unexpected, and ran her tongue over my asshole. It felt so good my pussy involuntarily clenched and un-clenched each time her tongue hit my ass.
“Mom, you’re teasing me. Please, let me finish. I’m so horny I’m almost ready to come already.” “Honey, take your forefinger and put it into your ass. And when you do, I’ll lap at your clit and you can finish onto my face. Let it all out and don’t hold back. Let yourself go.” “Okay Mom, are you ready? Here goes.” I put my finger all the way in, and bucked my hips forward onto her tongue. “I’m doing it! I’m doing it! Here I go! I’m coming! I’m coming on you Mom! My finger is in my ass and I’m coming all over you!” “Let it out, Honey!” All of a sudden my juices started spurting onto her face in small, powerful jets each time my finger plunged into my asshole. “OH! OH! OH! OH! I’M STILL COMING!”