Instantly I stopped stroking him as he teased the velvet folds of my sex. ‘Fuck.’ The word came out long and low. A sigh of pleasure slipped past ...nd for a moment I relished in the feel of his attention on my person. Eventually though he paused in his assault on me and I renewed my efforts of stroking him. We moved together, each bringing the other closer to that knowing edge of release. Words of ‘fuck baby’ and ‘harder’ and ‘fuck yeah, right there’ seemed to pour out of us with no real rhyme. ..oh, fuck I think she saw that I was drooling at her. She turned her head back and watched only the black-board the remaining of the class. But after class much to my surprise she came to me and asked me to go with her to the bathroom to hold her door. She never asked me to do this because she has better friends than me. I agreed nodding, without a word being able to come out of my mouth. She was going real quick on the hall to the girls bathroom holding my hand and pulling me after her.The. You won't get left out."And I wasn't.One afternoon I was heading out to work and Tommy showed up. Carla had invited him for dinner and a movie that night. I went back into the bedroom to tell Carla her young guest had arrived. Carla was sitting at her dresser putting on some makeup. She'd just finished showering and she was still completely naked. A lit cigarette dangled from her lips and she dragged on it deeply. Although it was late in the day, she hadn't gone to bed until half past four the. I had no idea where my mother, I thought she was out shopping. I left my bedroom door ajar to hear when she came home, I felt safe so I carried on playing with myself. Little did I know!I was almost on the vinegar strokes when I heard the sound of a door opening across the landing. It took several seconds before it really registered, or before I could do anything about it. My door suddenly opened wide and there stood my mother in her dressing gown, looking down at me with wide eyes.'Mark!' she.