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Smashing Thumbs |
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Nathan Mills sat on his couch, flipping from one TV station to another to the next. "Daytime TV is such a waste," he thought. A dating show. A Chinese guy making ice cream from pencil shavings and radiator fluid. "My 3-Year-Old Beats Me Into Submission, Then Makes Me Slam My Face Repeatedly On the Scalding Stove Burner." A dating show. Of course, flipping between these shows wasn't very productive, either. But Nathan had graduated high school two weeks prior, and he wasn't in a hurry to go searching for a summer job. Dating shows were preferable to mowing lawns and trimming bushes, but most of his friends were already busy with their summer jobs. Nate had been a moderately popular high school student. He got decent grades, and he lettered in football and baseball. He wasn't the star of either team, but he started and was one of the underappreciated but important members of the supporting cast. Playing third base and, more significantly, defensive end, Nate had spent hours in the weight room each week for training. At 18 years old he was 6'2" and weighed 208 pounds. His blue eyes, dark brown hair, infectious smile, and tan skin had garnered the attention of many girls - even one college junior who was quite impressed until she found out he was 18 - but somehow he couldn't connect with any of them. He had gone on dates with a few different girls. All of them had been fairly stingy with their physical affection. The two who hadn't been stingy just happened to have bad luck. When Nate was a junior, he and Amy Eckert had begun fooling around in a movie theater. Sitting in the back row of the theater, she had leaned over to put her head on his chest. As he put his arm around her shoulders to make room, his hand half-intentionally came to rest on her right breast. He was surprised when she didn't flinch, and he froze for fear that moving might ruin the moment. She had worn a tight white tank top. In the shadows cast by the movie screen, he could see that her nipple had hardened. This was obviously a good sign, so he started to tease her nipple and squeeze her tit. Still seeing no reaction, he began to lift up her top. She turned toward him and started nibbling on his ear. Just as her braless tits were released from her shirt and he bent down to suck on her nipples, the theater door swung open and the usher walked through with his flashlight for the routine check. In the light let in by the still-open door, the usher could see a bare-breasted girl straddling a guy in the back row. It increased the blood flow to the usher's nether regions, but it was against theater policy to let people fool around inside. Amy had tried to hide her nakedness by pressing her breasts into Nate's chest, but this only made her 36D tits bulge out to the side. The entire time the usher bent down to ask the two to leave, his eyes never left Amy's ample side-cleavage. The other close call was with Erica Crabtree. Erica was one of the less popular but more spirited cheerleaders on the varsity squad. Nobody would mistake her for being gorgeous, but everyone would acknowledge she was cute - every high school's cheerleading squad had someone like her. Her long blond hair was always pulled back in a ponytail and tied up with ribbons of the school colors. She had a tiny little nose and bright green eyes. She was 5'4" and just a shade over 100 pounds. Her breasts were rather small and perky, and her tight little ass drew lots of stares, even though she never knew it. On that particular day, Erica had offered Nate a ride home from school. Since they only lived a couple blocks from each other, this was a rather common occurrence. Erica, with her generous personality that earned her more popularity than some of the more attractive girls, asked Nate if he would like to come in for a snack. Never a person to refuse food or the company of an attractive girl, Nate followed her inside her house. He sat at the kitchen table as she started making a couple of sandwiches. Her baby-doll T-shirt showed her tight stomach and tiny waist when she reached into the cupboards, and when she bent down to grab some cheese from the refrigerator, her purple bikini panties poked out of the top of her jeans. A casual flirt, Nate said, "I see London, I see France…." Red-faced, Erica stood up quickly and pulled her T-shirt down to cover her lower back. Overall, Erica was a conservative girl, but she wasn't a priss. "You've seen mine, now I've gotta see yours," she said, as she playfully reached to pull at Nate's T-shirt. In return he playfully batted her hands away, but he didn't retreat. She finally was able to grab the bottom edge of his T-shirt and she lifted it up, revealing the red and white checked waistline of his boxers. Teasingly she said, "Did you steal those from a picnic basket?" but she still had his T-shirt raised to reveal his tanned stomach. Since he had first seen her tummy as she reached into the cupboards, he had been hard. As Erica looked at the waist of his boxers, she suddenly realized that there was a large bulge in the front of his jeans. Curious and playful, she pulled his jeans and boxers away from his stomach and leaned in to peek down his pants. All she could see was a tuft of brown pubic hair and the base of Nate's erect cock. "Do you wanna see it?" Nate asked. Erica nodded but didn't say anything. Nate quickly unsnapped and unzipped his jeans, which fell to the floor. His boxers were tented obscenely and a large stain of pre-cum had soaked the front of his shorts. He reached inside his shorts to slip his cock through the hole. Erica sucked in a breath and held it. A large drop of pre-cum seeped out from his erect dick and began to drip to the floor. Not wanting to make a mess, Erica reached out her hand and caught the drip just before it dropped from the head of his cock. Still unsure of what to do, she slowly bent and began to kiss and lick around Nate's navel. She moved lower and Nate could feel her hot breath blow across his cock. She slowly stuck out her tongue. "Anybody home?" a woman's voice cried from the front door. Erica's mom had come home early from work. As she started to walk through the house, Erica scurried over to the sink to wash Nate's pre-cum from her hand. At the same time Nate yanked his jeans up and buttoned them, but he was too afraid that Mrs. Crabtree would hear the sound of his zipper, so he pulled his T-shirt low to cover the zipper. Luckily the sandwiches had already been made and both kids had been able to grab them and take a bite before Mrs. Crabtree came into the kitchen, which helped them avoid suspicion. The two kids ate breathlessly as they made chit-chat about school, the neighborhood, and Nate's parents. The arrival of Mrs. Crabtree had originally deflated Nate's hard-on, but her continued presence made it appear again. She was the complete opposite of Erica - tall, large-breasted, long-legged, and exotic-looking, with dark eyes and a Mediterranean complexion. She was a defense attorney, and although she dressed like a professional, her clothes were meant to gain the favor of male judges and jurors. Today was no different. Her long legs were highlighted by her short navy skirt, and her cream silk blouse did little to hide the black bra she wore beneath. Nate could feel his dick poking through his zipper but it stayed covered by his T-shirt. When he stood up to leave, he intentionally faced away from Mrs. Crabtree as he walked to the door. Erica gave him a knowing smile and a quick glance downward as she closed the door behind him. He stayed hard for the entire walk home. It didn't help matters that he kept picturing both Erica and her mother sucking on his cock, one sucking and jacking his dick, the other one perched between his legs and sucking his balls. His masturbating was especially fun that night and the next morning in the shower. Both those incidents had occurred during Nate's junior year, though, and neither had presented itself again. It had been over a year since he had gotten any play. As Nate flipped through channels and became increasingly bored, he finally settled on a talk show that held some promise: women were revealing to their families/fiances/boyfriends that they were strippers. As the secret was revealed and the unassuming guests reacted with shock or dismay, dance music started to play in the studio and each woman would begin to dance and undress on stage. None of the women was extremely attractive, but most of them had large breasts and since when are 18-year-olds picky? Nate reached inside his loose gym shorts and started to rub his stiffening cock. Before he found a girl attractive enough to actually whack off to, the show ended. Nate laid back on the couch and dozed off as a dating show came on next. Nate's mom, Eileen, had had a long day. She was the manager of a local bank, and several customers had been granted loans that day. Loans aren't a bad thing, but they do make for a lot of boring paperwork. She set her purse on the kitchen counter after she came in the door, and slipped off her black high heels by the door. It was time to make dinner. She heard the TV in the living room, so she wandered in to see what her son was doing - her husband wouldn't be home until after dinner, about 9:00 p.m. Seeing her sleeping son on the couch, she smiled and turned to go back to the kitchen. Just then she caught a glimpse of where Nate's hand was - it was buried down the front of his shorts as he lay on his back. Her eyes were drawn to his shorts and, to her surprise, what was underneath them. The leg of Nate's gym shorts was hanging loose, and lying along his thigh was his long, flaccid cock. Eileen hadn't seen him naked in years. But until recently Nate had been wearing briefs, and she would occasionally see him walking to and from the shower or getting dressed in his bedroom. She had been impressed by the bulge she had seen tenting the front of his briefs, even at the age of 11 or 12. But she wasn't sure how soon boys started to develop, so she just assumed they grew early and were fully grown by their mid-teens. Nate had noticed his cock beginning to grow significantly at about 9 years old, but he had continued to develop through high school. Unsure of how she felt about seeing her son's dick, but still impressed with Nate's size, Eileen went back to the kitchen to finish making dinner. She was making spaghetti, and the aromas of oregano, garlic, basil, and other spices, wafted into the living room and awoke Nate. He quickly realized that his mom was home, and as he pulled his hand from his shorts, he wondered if she had seen where it had been. Convinced that acting like nothing out of the ordinary had happened, he got up and wandered into the kitchen. With his bare feet making little sound, his mother didn't even notice as he came into the room. Her back was toward him as she worked at the stove. Thinking back to the TV show he had been watching, he wondered if his mom was secretly a stripper. Of course, he knew this wasn't true. But he laughed to himself as the idea floated through his head. At 38 years old she was an attractive woman, and the remnants of beauty were still apparent. Her black dress pants showed off her hips and ass. Her hips had widened, but her ass had stayed somewhat round, instead of flattening out. Her kelly green sweater fit her torso well - her 36C breasts were highlighted, and the bottom hem of the sweater tapered to her flat stomach. Her breasts sagged so little that she could get away with not wearing a bra, as long as her top wasn't too tight. Her straight, blond hair hung to her shoulder blades. Her face was oval with a cute nose and light brown eyes; when she smiled, she could pass for a woman 10 years younger. "Hi, Mom." "Oh, hi, Nate. I didn't see you standing there. How was your day?" She smiled and turned in Nate's direction, but she didn't exactly look him in the eye. She looked more down toward his chest. And just before she turned away again, her eyes went to his crotch and lingered for a split second. "Oh, ya know…" His mother's body language explained everything. She had seen his hand in his shorts. "What did she think I was doing?" Nate thought. The conversation abruptly became an awkward silence. They both struggled for something to say. Nate beat her to it: "I've gotta go to the bathroom." It was an easy way to get out of his mother's sight for a minute and think of something to talk about. He stared in the mirror for a minute, but nothing came to mind. Still thinking, he turned toward the toilet and lifted the seat. He lifted up the right leg of his shorts, and released his cock to start pissing. Just then there was a knock at the door. Freezing, Nate replied, "Yeah?" expecting his mom to ask him a question through the door. Instead the doorknob turned and the door swung open. There stood Nate's mom with a thoughtful but un-surprised look on her face as she once again stared at Nate's crotch. When the door had started to open, he had tried to stuff his cock back in his shorts, but the leg was caught on his large shaft. Half of the shaft and the bulbous head were still in plain sight as Eileen stared. "Mom! I came in here to go to the bathroom!" "I know…." Eileen said softly. "Do you mind if I…ummm…hold it for you?" Amazed but somewhat turned on, Nate slowly nodded, pulled his cock completely out from under his shorts, and put his hands at his sides. Cautiously Eileen reached out and grasped the base of her son's cock. She aimed it towards the toilet and held it still. Nate was still unsure of what exactly was going on, and it took him a few seconds before he could willingly start to piss. Eileen's hand wrapped around his cock, and yet half of it was still exposed. He began to piss, and she could feel his cock pulsing with the blood that was slowly being pumped in to inflate his penis, as well as the piss that was coarsing out of his cock. As the stream slowed to a dribble, she squeezed his cock and shook it a couple times. Satisfied that it was empty, she flushed the toilet and put down the lid. Still dumfounded Nate stood still as his mother sat down on the toilet lid in front of him, still holding his semi-hard cock in her right hand. She leaned forward and licked the bottom of his shaft, holding it straight up against his belly. As it got harder and harder, she realized she would never be able to swallow the whole thing when it got fully erect. Quickly she wrapped her lips around the head, started swirling her tongue back and forth, and buried his dick deep in her throat. It was snaking down her throat when it got fully hard, and she gagged slightly as she pulled it from her mouth. "I don't want to make a mess," she said, and stood up. Nate was crestfallen. When Eileen lifted up her shirt, he realized what she meant: she didn't want to get her clothes messy. He helped her lift up her sweater, and her braless tits swung free. Her areolas were the size of nickels, but he nipples stuck out a quarter-inch. As he stared and slowly moved his hands up to cup her full-sized tits, she unbuttoned her pants and slowly slid them to the floor. He was staring at her nipples and his cock was pressed against her belly, smearing pre-cum all over, as she stood there in her pink thong. Wanting to get started again, she leaned down to slip her legs out of her soaked panties. The soaked crotch clung to her pussy as she pulled them down and off her legs. Her pubic hair was golden and well trimmed. Nate's hands remained on her breasts, pinching her nipples, as she sat back down. She grabbed the waist of his shorts and yanked them down and over his cock, which caused it to bounce up in front of her face. She started to rub his pre-cum up and down his cock as she took his balls into her mouth. Still jacking him off with her left hand, she reached around and pulled him toward her with her right hand. He stepped closer and straddled her legs as her ring finger slid along his ass and pushed toward his anus, which she rubbed and prodded. This was the first time anyone had touched Nate's cock, and it showed. "I'm gonna cum!" he said excitedly. But just as he finished saying that, the first shot of semen landed on Eileen's cheek. She immediately stuffed as much of his cock as possible back in her mouth, and started stroking up and down, using her hand as an extension of her mouth, lubed by his pre-cum and her saliva. Six more wads of cum landed on her tongue and slid down her throat as she moaned, the vibrations pulsing through Nate's cock and making his knees weak. He had stopped cumming, but his cock was still as hard as ever and standing out proudly, 9" long. She let it slip from her mouth, pondering her next move. Nate didn't dare move an inch, for two reasons: (1) he didn't want to collapse and (2) he was hoping she would suck him off again. But she had other plans. She stood once again, and his cum-covered dick slid across her tits, and along her belly. She scooped the semen from her cheek and her breasts and licked her fingers clean. She wrapped her hand around the base of Nate's cock and slowly tugged him toward the bathroom counter. She turned around and kissed him fully on the mouth, letting her hot, moist lips envelop his. Her tongue danced around his. Eileen hopped up on the counter and wrapped her calves around Nate's back, pulling him toward her. He knew what she wanted. Still fascinated by his mother's gravity-defying tits, he squeezed them as he leaned forward. His unguided cock had been aimed for Eileen's dripping pussy, but its size made such entry impossible. It slipped away from her hold and up her slit, rubbing against her clit. She shivered with anticipation. Backing up a little, Nate aimed again. Eileen grabbed his purple cock and held it tightly as he thrust forward, grinding into her cunt. It went in slowly as it stretched her pussy, and by the time the head went as deep as it could, she had already cum. Her juices squeezed between his cock and her pussy walls, pouring out of her hole. He gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, but it wasn't long before he was ready to cum. She could feel the head of his cock getting larger inside her. As much as she wanted him to cum in her pussy, she didn't want to risk getting pregnant. "Don't cum in my pussy, baby! Don't cum in my pussy!" she screamed. Startled, he withdrew and she came once again as his huge cock head slipped out of her cunt. She unwrapped her legs from around him and raised them above her. Her calves were now resting on Nate's shoulders, and he figured out what she wanted him to do. Slathered with his pre-cum and her pussy juices, his cock slipped between the cheeks of her ass. He could feel his cock pressing against her anus, and he leaned forward once again. His mother's ass opened to him, and he slipped all the way inside her. As ready to cum as he was, the shock of being begged to ass-fuck his mother had delayed his explosion. But after only a few more strokes, his cock pulsed again and several streams of jizz poured into his mother's ass. Exhausted and finally spent, he leaned forward to suck on his mom's tits. His cock slowly softened and slipped out of her ass, followed by a stream of cum. His and her juices slowly dribbled from her pussy and her ass, and dripped off his cock. Blowjobs became a common occurrence in the Mills family, and Nate's father never found out that Eileen loves it when guys cum in her ass. THE END |
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