A Helping Hand: My Best Friend’s Mom [Fm] [str8] [handjob]

The sky was unusually cloudless that morning and the slight breeze the wind was casting felt more refreshing than chilling on their salt covered bodies. Bodie and Ziggy were on their way back from a morning swim off the coast of Boca Raton, their bodies aching slightly from the rough waves they had attempted to bodysurf. Bodie lived about three blocks up from the beach in a cozy little house with his mother. Summer break had started roughly three weeks ago and the last day of school was the same day as ZIggy’s 16h birthday. There was an extra reason to celebrate that year.

“Thank God the ocean floor is all sand, otherwise I think I would have bashed my head on some coral on that last one.”, Bodie said massaging his neck.

“Maybe if you were a better bodysurfer you wouldn’t have that problem.”, Ziggy quipped back. Bodie gave him a friendly jab with his fist.

“Well, you saw those girls that were watching, I had to do something impressive.”, laughed Bodie.

They both smiled and continued down the sidewalk towards Bodie’s house. If only it was that easy to impress girls Ziggy thought. He had just turned 16 and the closest thing he had to any kind of sexual activity was jerking off to softcore porn on late night cable television with the volume turned down while his parents were asleep. This was the usual routine in the summers since there was no real reason to go to bed early. Sometimes, during sleepovers, the boys would watch one together and then take turns in the bathroom to relieve the tension. They would joke about it after.

“I accidentally hit the wall that time” Bodie proudly exclaimed one time, after a particularly hot scene involving two big breasted women scissoring each other by the side of a luxurious looking pool.

This summer, however, it seemed that with every new naked women Ziggy saw, the hornier and hornier he was becoming. Just seeing the slightest bit of skin, like the two bikini clad older girls that they had been failing to impress at the beach was enough to trigger his cock to stiffen up. It was driving him mad.

The two boys finally reached the house. When they opened the door they were greeted by Bodie’s mother, Mrs. Martin. Mrs. Martin was like Ziggy’s second mother, he spent some much time there he never had to knock on the door or announce he was coming over, he could just walk on in at anytime.

“Hey boys” she exclaimed when they entered. “How was the beach?”

“Good” replied Bodie. “I hurt my neck a little on the last wave though”

Mrs. Martin seemed slightly concerned at that comment. “You boys better be careful, the last thing I want to get is a call about one of you two killing yourselves trying to impress each other.”

“Don’t worry, If we do hurt ourselves it would be because we were trying to impress girls not each other” Ziggy said with a smile.

Mrs. Martin just rolled her eyes. “Can I get you boys anything?”

“I think I’m just going to jump in the shower.” replied Bodie

“I could use a PB & J” Ziggy said eagerly. He could never say no to a good snack, especially when he didn’t have to make it himself.

“Sure thing, Zig.” said Mrs. Martin.

Bodie headed off to take a shower and Ziggy hopped onto one of the stools at the island in the kitchen. He always liked Mrs. Martin, even if Bodie and he weren’t that close, he felt like he would still like her. She always treated them like grown ups and equals, never like children it made her feel more like a friend than the mother of his best bud.

She was close to 40 but had aged gracefully. Not that she looked young, she definitely look like a mom but she had the energy of a women in her 20s. She was the kinda of women who never looked bad, even when she was running around doing household chores with her hair in a bun she was attractive. In fact, when she did “make herself up” for a night out it somehow made her less attractive, like an actress in costume but without the camera.

Today she was wearing small shorts that almost came up to her butt cheeks and a button up top with no bra. She had kept the top couple buttons open because she had been running around the house doing chores which was enough to make anyone break a sweat, especially in the summer heat.

Ziggy always thought Mrs. Martin was attractive but he never thought of her in a sexual manner. I mean she was his best friends mother and in a lot of ways his second mother. Today, however, something changed. Maybe it was all the late night skinemax he had been watching or those two girls at the beach, but he noticed something about her he had never noticed before. The change happened when Mr. Martin bent over to pick something off the floor. Her loosely buttoned top did little to conceal her bubbly tits and Ziggy got a good peek at them bouncing around under her blouse Tits, he thought, this was the first time he considered them tits, before they were breasts or maybe boobs, but today they became tits. Tits were something you lusted after and the only thing between Mrs. Martin’s tits and the open air was a thin piece of fabric. He couldn’t take his eyes off them. When she reached up to grab a plate from the pantry, he found himself tracking the way her loose shirt moved across her chest. He watched the slight jiggle they made as she unscrewed the peanut butter jar. He wondered what they looked like bare. Had they aged? Were they still perky and smooth?

He started to feel that familiar pressure in his pants, except they weren’t pants, they were swim shorts. Ziggy suddenly realized how naked he was. All he was wearing were his swim shorts and some left over salt from the ocean. He felt vulnerable but he couldn’t stop himself from staring at her body as she rummaged around the kitchen. Her hair was in a flurry and she had barely any make up on, but she looked good. There was no fighting it now, his cock was at full mast and it sat there sticking up in his shorts, throbbing like an itch you can’t scratch. Mrs. Martin was on the other side of the kitchen island he was sitting at and as long as she stayed over on that side he wouldn’t have to worry about her noticing the stiff mast that reached all the way up to his bellybutton.

“Here you go, Ziggy.” She said as she reached across the island and placed his sandwich in front of him. This snapped him out of his daze for a second until he got a glimpse of her cleavage again as she reached. For a second he worried she noticed. “I also made some fruit salad this morning would you like any of that?” she said, seemingly oblivious to his stares.

He didn’t really want any but in panic to act naturally he couldn’t help but say sure. When she went for the fridge he found himself slowly rubbing the head of his throbbing cock through his shorts. No, he thought, get it together.

“Here you are.”, Mrs. Martin placed the small bowl of fruit salad next to his plate, “oh I almost forgot a fork.” Shit he thought to himself, the utensil drawer was directly behind Ziggy. In his panic to act natural he completely forgot about the fact that he would need a fork. Maybe if I take it from her before she gets too close she won’t notice, he Thought.

As Mrs. Martin moved around the island to get a fork, she stroked his shoulder with her hand. This just turned him on more, so much for his erection going down. She grabbed a fork out of the drawer and headed ZIggy’s way. This was his chance to remain incognito, Ziggy reach out clumsily to take the fork from her but in his eagerness to do so he actually ended up knocking it out of her hand.

“Oops” exclaimed Mrs. Martin. Ziggy swirled his body out of reflex hoping to grab the falling utensil before it hit the floor, but he missed. Mrs. Martin was soon bent over picking it up and now there was no hiding it. Maybe if he had just sat there facing his food and let her place the fork next to his plate she wouldn’t have noticed, but now he was turned towards her and she was eye level with his throbbing bulge.

As she picked up the fork, she locked eyes with it for what seemed like an eternity. A noise escaped her mouth that sounded like it was half a “Whoa” and half just air escaping. She stood up and gave him the fork trying to play it as if nothing happened.

Ziggy just looked away and took a bite out of his sandwich hoping the moment would just end and they would never talk about it again. Mrs. Martin had moved to the other side of the Island, she still hadn’t said anything. She seemed perplexed like she was debating something in her mind.

Finally she smiled and looked at Ziggy. “You boys are really grown up, huh?” Ziggy was embarrassed, still horny, and very confused. He didn’t know what to say so he just confessed. “Um sorry, Mrs Martin. I think maybe I got a little excited because I could see down your shirt a little.” he said, surprisingly confident. He figured there was no hiding it now, whats the point of playing coy.

He was expecting her to be mad, insulted, to act like someone who was just whistled at on the street yet she smiled instead. She leaned down over the island, exposing her cleavage again, this time on purpose. Her hand was tracking the opening of the shirt. She looked down the hall checking to see if Bodie was still in the shower. Then she began to unbutton the rest of her shirt. “If you wanted to see them, you could’ve asked” she said. Ziggy couldn’t believe what was happening, Mrs. Martin was like a mother to him, but here she was seductively undoing her blouse.

She undid the last button and her shirt hung open in the middle, each side of it covering a breast. With a graceful swoop of both hands she pulled the shirt edges away exposing her tits. They were perky, on the larger side of average and she had beautiful pink nipples.

“Is this what you wanted?” her voiced was still motherly but at the same time the words sounded seductive. Ziggy was unsure what to say. Yes of course thats what he wanted. Seeing them hanging out in the open, he realized he always wanted to see them. Now he wanted to touch them and suck her nipples as well.

“Yes, very much.” He said nervously.

“Do you like what you see?” Mrs Martin asked.

“They are very nice” the words felt clumsy and naive to him. Having no experience in the past, he was unsure how to act, how to say the right thing to keep her turned on. She looked down at them and began rubbing her nipples. They stiffened in response. “Oh Ziggy, what am I going to do with you.”

She made her way around the island, taking a glance toward the hallway as she did. Ziggy thought for a moment that the idea of hooking up with her son’s friend was the force that was driving her. She put her fingers through ZIggy’s hair. “Go ahead” she said to him. He did not hesitate. He pushed his head between her breasts, rubbed his face over them. He put his mouth over one of her nipples, and sucked on it eagerly as if he would never have the chance again. He caressed and squeezed her other breast in his hand. “Mmm that feels good.”, she moaned like a teacher coaching a student.

After a few minutes, Mrs. Martin pushed him away from her breasts, they glistened in the light from Ziggy’s wet mouth. She moved her way behind him and pressed her tits into his naked back, sliding a hand across his chest as she did. She made a little moan quietly into his ear. “Thats some bulge you got there Ziggy.” She said caressing his chest. He felt her soft breasts moving across his back, their stiff nipples rubbing into his skin. “Im not going to lie and say I never wondered what you had down there.” She whispered into his ear.

Her hand made its way down to his bellybutton and she started massaging his bulge with her hand. Ziggy moaned a little. His heart was beating so loud he was sure she could hear it. “Why don’t we get these pants down so I can see for myself” She grabbed the band of his swim shorts and brought it up and over. His cock bounced a little as it came free from his shorts. There it is, he thought. He felt a little exposed, it was an exciting feeling, like the rush you get from stealing a candy bar from the gas station. No one else had ever seen his cock, at least not hard. “Oh, Ziggy” Mrs Martin said into his ear. He was uncut, the skin on his cock was smooth and youthful. A swollen vein ran the length of his shaft and ended at the base of the head.

His pants lay halfway down his thighs. His hands hung next to him off either side of the stool. Mrs. Martin licked the palm of her hand and then grabbed his swollen cock. She started stroking it. He started moaning rhythmically to her strokes. Her hand moved up and down the entire length of his cock, she would grip a little tighter at the head and then loosen a little as she moved down the base. She knew what she was doing.

“You like that?” she asked. A simple yes was all he could muster. The whole thing was becoming overwhelming. He could feel her breath on his neck, her gorgeous tits on his back, and her amazing grip on his dick. It was all happening so fast. He started to squirm in his seat. “I want to see you come, Ziggy” She moaned into his ear. “Come for me”.

But he didn’t want it to end. Her hand ran up and down his cock. It felt so much better than his own hands. For a second he worried that Bodie would come in and catch them. But quickly found the idea of that happening exciting. Let him catch us, he thought, let him watch as his mother jerks me off.

Her strokes began to increase in speed. Her hand is on my cock, he thought to himself, Mrs. Martin is jerking me off, topless no less. The world went away, he found he was completely submitted to the moment. Soon he felt himself reaching the point of no return. He spread his legs apart and relaxed into her chest. His head leaned over her shoulder, their checks almost touching. “Come for me.” she said one more time and that was all he could take. He couldn’t hold it any longer. His eyes closed and he let out a uncontrollable moan. She felt his dick pulsate in her hand. He was cumming, hard. He began shooting load after load straight up into the air. “Mmmmm” Mrs Martin moaned into his ear, she didn’t slow her strokes. He felt his cum hitting him on his chest. He heard some off it hitting the tile on the kitchen floor. He squirmed in her arms, his lower body twitching uncontrollably with each spurt. He opened his eyes and saw Mrs Martin watching his cock twitch with ecstasy, she watched each load of his burst into the air. He was cumming buckets and it made her wet. After what felt like an unusually long time, ZIggy’s body finally relaxed. It was over. Mrs. Martin continued to massage his cock as it slowly softened, her hand was covered in his warm juice.

“We really made a mess” Mrs Martin said finally breaking the silence, she sounded motherly again and Ziggy swore he saw her take her hand out of her shorts.

He felt slightly ashamed, that familiar feeling that comes with every orgasm but maybe slightly more so because it was Bodie’s mom. “I’ve never seen so much come out” he said, breathing a little heavily. It was true. There was a least three times the amount of cum than he normally shot after watching one of his softcore pornos. She giggled a little at his innocence.

“Well I think I heard Bodie get out of the shower to change, you better jump in there before he sees you like this” she told him, slightly worried that her son would soon discover what they had done.

Ziggy debated thanking her in his head for what just transpired but thought it best to just do what she said.

As he left the kitchen he glanced back just in time to see those tits of hers one last time as she buttoned up her shirt. He then felt the cum on his chest starting to roll down his body and accelerated his walk to the shower.

Under the stream of water as he washed what was left of the salt and the semen off his body, he played the events over in his head. Did that really just happen, he thought and smiled to himself, did my best friend’s mom just give me the best hand job of my life, well the only hand job of my life. It didn’t feel real. After he was showered and dressed he made his way back to the kitchen and found Mrs. Martin on her knees cleaning the tile floor. Bodie was standing behind her eating Ziggy’s untouched bowl of fruit salad.

“What happened?” Bodie ask his mother casually as she finished wiping up the rest of Ziggy’s cum.

“Ziggy, the klutz, spilled some yogurt on the floor” She quickly exclaimed, smiling at Ziggy as he entered.

“I didn’t know we had yogurt” Bodie replied.

“Well, this was the last of it” Mrs Martin said as she got up to throw away the paper towel she was using. “So what are you guys up to the rest of day”

“We were thinking about heading to the bowling alley for some cheese fries and a couple games. Still wanna do that, Ziggy?”

“Yeah man, that sounds great, but I don’t want to be there too long, I could really use a nap”

“Well lets get going then”, replied Bodie. The two of them headed for the door. Ziggy picked up his uneaten PB & J on the way. Bodie looked at it for a second, probably wondering why he hadn’t eaten it yet but quickly decided he didn’t care. As the two of them left, Ziggy caught eyes with Mrs. Martin. They looked at each other, as if acknowledging what they just shared together, and smiled. Ziggy closed the door and headed with Bodie to the Bowling Alley. Mrs Martin promptly went to her room, took out the vibrator she secretly kept in her dresser drawer, and finished masturbating.

The End.

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