Mom Is Wrong

Paul called his mother and made plans for he and Jenna to visit that weekend while his father went out to the bar with his friends. He figured that it would be easier to talk to Dana about the plan in person rather than trying it over the phone, so he only told her that they wanted to stop in.

They arrived around 7 pm and Carl was already gone. He wouldn't be back for hours so Jenna had recommended to Paul that they take a roundabout approach to the conversation. They sat at the kitchen table and talked first about work and wedding stuff, and after about an hour Jenna finally gave Paul the slight nod that he had been waiting for.

"If you'll both excuse me, I need to use the restroom." He got up and left the room, but once he had left the room he stopped around the corner and listened.

"So Dana," Jenna began, "I wanted to apologize for the stress I caused you with our last conversations."

"Oh, let's not even talk about that. You didn't do anything wrong and were just trying to help. You had no way of knowing that I am not normal."

"Dana, I don't want you thinking that. Lots of women don't know right away what their needs are or how to communicate them."

Dana's eyes flicked to the doorway to make sure that Paul wasn't coming back and then spoke with a lowered voice, "But we already proved that my problem is that my body won't respond correctly when Carl is involved. That's different."

Paul was glad that he was still close enough to hear that statement, because he could also hear the pain in her voice when she said it. He was sure now that they were doing the right thing. He couldn't let his mom feel so badly about herself if he could do anything about it.

Jenna said, "Let me show you something." She leaned across the table and put her hand on Dana's forearm and then firmly but slowly rubbed her hand up and down the arm. "This feels pretty normal, right?"

"Sure."

"Okay, well is this better or worse?" Jenna ran just the tips of her fingers lightly across the same arm.

"It's different, but I wouldn't say better or worse. Wait, is something wrong with me there, too? Should I be feeling something new?"

"No, I'm just trying to point out that the amount of pressure or type of touch can make a difference in your reactions. If I were to squeeze your arm very hard you would probably yell and pull away, right?"

"Of course, but that's not the same as a man trying intimate touches and my body rejecting them."

"What if we could prove that your body could respond to a man like you want it to?"

"How would you do that?"

Just then, Paul returned to the room. "So what are you ladies talking about?"

Dana turned slightly pink as Jenna replied, "We're talking about your mom's problem and how I think we can prove that she is perfectly normal. Dana, this is perfect, what if you let Paul touch your arm?"

"Oh, fine," Dana said, clearly relieved that nothing more was being suggested. She reached her arm out towards Paul.

Paul reached out and laid his hand on her arm. "Like this?" he asked as though he had no idea what had transpired while he was out of the room.

"No," Jenna corrected, "lightly, just using your fingers."

Paul adjusted and caressed Dana's arm with his fingers. "How is that?"

Dana looked slightly uncomfortable and said, "It's fine."

"Now close your eyes," Jenna suggested and Dana complied.

Paul continued to lightly stroke Dana's arm, using the barest of contact. Shortly, Dana snatched her arm back and opened her eyes.

"Okay," she said, that was nice, but that was just my arm, and doesn't really relate to bedroom activities.

Jenna replied, "That's not necessarily true. There are lots of places on a woman's body that a man can touch to make her feel good when they are being intimate. It's the type of touch and

the circumstances that make it feel good. I have another idea, close your eyes again."

Dana closed her eyes and held out her arm. Jenna looked at Paul and pointed to her own neck.

Paul reached over and ran an fingertip along his mother's neck, starting just below hear right ear. Dana flinched in startlement and looked at Paul with wide eyes.

"Hey," Jenna laughed, "I said eyes closed!"

"Sorry, I was just surprised. I thought he was going to touch my arm again. Are you sure this is appropriate?"

"Mom, it's just me trying to help you out. It's not like I'm some weirdo grabbing you, but if you want to stop it's no problem."

Dana figured that she was just being silly and so she closed her eyes and said, "Go ahead."

Paul started to caress her neck again starting below her ear and moving down and to the front of her neck. He then traced a similar path along her jawline and as he neared her chin her mouth opened slightly.

Jenna grinned at the obvious sign that Dana was starting to enjoy the activity. She motioned to Paul to stop and he pulled his hand away. Dana kept her eyes shut for several more seconds before opening them and swallowing hard.

"That was good, right?" Jenna asked Dana. "Just one last demonstration. Move your chair out from the table and then close your eyes again. This time, keep them closed no matter what."

Dana pushed her chair back a couple of feet and then looked at Jenna and Paul for a few seconds before closing her eyes. She was unsure about what might be coming next, but she could not deny that she had enjoyed that last 'demonstration'. She pulled her elbows in alongside her blouse and rested her palms on her pants above her thighs.

This time it was Paul who hesitated. He and his wife had discussed this and had planned what they should do if his mom was receptive, but the last step was something that a son should not do to his mother, even if it was still something that could be shown on prime-time television.

Paul reached out and slowly ran his hands along the outside of Dana's thighs. Dana had been tensed up, obviously wondering what was coming, and she relaxed a bit at the innocuous touch.

Paul softly moved his hands up and down her thighs with changing levels of contact and pressure.

When he saw his mother relax further with an inaudible sigh, he moved his hands to the front of her thighs and continued caressing them up and down their length. She moved her hands to dangle loosely beside her. He saw her starting to fidget slightly and looked to his wife for confirmation.

Jenna had seen the movements as well and knew from her own experience that likely becoming aroused by the touch. Jenna was thrilled that their plan was going so well, but was also surprised to realize that she herself was also getting turned on. She was going to ride Paul half to death when they got home. She motioned for Paul to continue and held her breath as he moved his hands to Dana's inner thighs starting and the knees and started to work his way slowly upwards.

Paul's own breath was becoming heavier and he felt his dick expanding in his pants. He knew he should not be turned on by this but he shoved those feelings down and concentrated on what he was doing. Halfway up his mother's thighs he lifted his palms so that just his fingertips were sliding along her pants legs. As he reached a point about three quarters of the way up her thighs he had to reverse direction because her legs were still close enough together that he had no more room.

He trailed his fingers back down to her knees and began the upward journey again, only slower this time. He was about to stop and go back down when the most surprising thing happened - she opened her legs slightly.

It was only a small change but it meant that Dana was not only enjoying herself but she wanted more. Paul dragged his fingertips up along the extra inch or two that had been revealed and then reversed and went back once more. Just that small length of extra access had him rock-hard and wishing he was no alone with Jenna so that he could do something wild to her.

Jenna was rapt with the sight of what was going on and her panties were now soaked. She was squeezing her thighs together and fighting the urge to pinch her nipples when she noticed two things: Dana's breathing was heavy and her nipples were poking hard at the front of her blouse.

Jenna reached over and tapped Paul lightly on the shoulder and when he looked over she pointed at his mother's chest. His hands froze as he took in what he was seeing and in that moment the spell was broken. Dana's eyes snapped open and she practically knocked over her chair as she quickly stood up. She was at a total loss for words and immediately began moving their empty cups from the table to the dishwasher to give herself something to do. Paul backed away and turned red as though he was a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

Jenna was the only one to keep her wits about her. "Dana, are you okay? How did that feel?"

Dana stammered for a moment before admitting, "It was nice. Very nice. I guess I know what you are talking about now. I must be normal after all!" The relief on her face lasted only a few seconds before a look of disappointment replaced it. "Now I just need to figure out how to get Carl to be as considerate as you are, Paul."

It was a daunting thought. Paul said, "Don't worry mom, we'll figure it out." He gave her a big hug, but pulled away as he felt her brush up against his hard-on.

Jenna gave Dana a hug next and then she suggested that maybe Dana should come up with a couple of ideas and run them past her over the phone this week. Dana said she would and then said that she was actually feeling kind of tired now.

Paul and Jenna took the hint and, both eager to get home and into each other's arms, told her they were going to go home and would call Dana later in the week.

*******

Paul and Jenna did not say a word to each other on the ride home. They shared several very heated looks and broke several laws getting home in record time.

When they got in the apartment they did not even try to make it to the bedroom. Jenna shoved Paul backwards onto the couch and straddled him, kissing him hungrily. She ground her hips against his as he cupped her breasts firmly. He felt her erect nipples against his palms and his mind flashed briefly back to the sight of his mother's blouse showing two distinct points of arousal.

Paul thrust his tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it in return. She reached down and grabbed his dick through his pants and he groaned in pleasure. He pushed his hips up against her hand, eager for her touch. Paul broke their kiss and started sucking on the side of Jenna's neck. A thrill ran from where his lips touched all the way down to her pussy, which was now throbbing with need. Her neck had always been an erogenous zone, which is why she had suggested that Paul try his mom's neck when they had made their earlier plans. She remembered Dana's response to Paul's caresses and it spurred her on further.

Jenna reached down and unzipped his pants, then pulled his dick out through the opening. At the same time, Paul reached under her skirt and found her panties wetter than he had ever felt before. He started to rub her clit through her panties and she gasped, but then she batted his hand aside. She pulled her panties aside with one hand and used the other to line his dick up with her dripping sex, then plunged down to take his entire length in one motion.

Both Jenna and Paul moaned with pleasure as he bottomed out. They both began to thrust their hips urgently, almost violently, at each other. Paul bent his head to suckle her nipples through her shirt but she was moving so much that they kept pulling from his lips, so he settled for kissing and sucking whatever parts of her he could get his mouth on from moment to moment. The room was filled with the sounds of kisses, moans and the wet slapping sound of their hips meeting over and over.

"Yes, yes, YES! YES!!" Jenna began repeating the single word over and over with each thrust, starting quietly and building to a full-throated scream. Her orgasm hit her suddenly, with seemingly every muscle in her body locking up at once. She wailed in ecstasy and her vision dimmed at the edges, and she knew she was on the verge of passing out from the pleasure.

Paul continued fucking her through her orgasm and as soon as it was over he pulled out and lifted her up to drape her over the arm of the couch. He quickly knelt behind her and shoved himself back inside. She was still extremely wet and he slid in easily. He began to thrust hard against her in his need, his hips slapping against her ass. He reached up, grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled.

Jenna was panting with lust at the renewed penetration and when Paul pulled her hair she cried out, "God, yes! Fuck me! I love your cock!" Hearing those words pushed Paul over the edge and he thrust hard one last time with a roar, and held himself as deeply in her as he could while his shot his load into her.

Paul pulled out and sat back on the couch, breathing heavily. After a minute, Jenna joined him. They leaned against each other as they recovered from the wildest sex they had had in a long time. Neither said anything as they adjusted their clothes because each was afraid that the other would ask what had gotten them so excited.

*******

A few days later Jenna got the call that she had been waiting for.

"Hi, Dana," she said as she answered the phone. "How are you?"

"I'm doing very well actually, I can't thank you and Paul enough for helping me out the other day. Is this a good time to talk about my ideas for Carl?"

"Absolutely, have you come up with some ideas?"

"I tried, I really did. Unfortunately, every time I thought of a way to give him some suggestions, I remembered how he acted when I just tried to give him a little hint. Did you get any ideas?"

"I had the same problem as you did," Jenna replied. "What if you just sat Carl down and told him that you are unhappy and tell him he needs to do things just a little bit differently? If he really loves you, he should be willing to try something small to keep you happy, right?"

Dana hesitated and then said, "That's what I keep thinking, but doesn't that mean he should have been okay with me asking him to be more gentle?"

"Maybe he just didn't realize how important it is to you. Don't take this as me blaming you, but if he really thought everything was okay for the last 20 years he probably didn't think it was that big of a deal."

"I hadn't thought of that!" Dana said with a touch of excitement. "If I tell him what we have been missing out on, he'll have to be willing to help! Thanks Jenna, you are a wonderful girl to be helping me like this. I can't wait to have you join the family officially."

Jenna smiled and felt a rush of happiness. "Thanks Dana, I am looking forward to it, too."

*******

Carl arrived home from work to find that Dana had made his favorite meal of steak and potatoes. After dinner she got him a beer and cleaned up while he watched television. When she was done she came and sat on the couch next to him and they watched quietly for a while. Then, during one of the commercials she turned to him with that look that meant she had something that she wanted to talk about.

"What is it?" he grumped.

"Carl, there is something we need to talk about, something very important. I need you to promise me you will hear me out before you say anything."

"Sure," he said while glancing at the television, hoping his show would come back on soon.

Dana took a deep breath and said, "For our whole marriage, I have been lying to you."

That got his attention and his eyes snapped back to her. "What??"

"You know a few weeks ago when I asked you for a change in the bedroom? What you don't know is that sex has never been good for me. In fact, it is often painful. I have been pretending that it has been okay because I didn't want you to feel bad. I'm so sorry - you have to believe that I didn't mean to hurt your feelings!"

Carl was silent for a moment while he processed what she had said. "Oh, is that all?" He turned back to the television.

"Carl, this is important! We need to talk about it!"

"Dana, I don't care about that. Everything's fine, I'm not mad. Let's just watch the show."

"What do you mean, you don't care? Everything is not fine - I'm telling you that we have a problem that we can fix."

"First of all, 'we' don't have a problem. You just need to relax a bit. Second, women aren't supposed to enjoy sex, they do it because that's what being married means."

"That's what I always thought too, but now I have found out...from some friends...that it can be good for women, too. We won't need to change much, just approach it a little differently.

And think of how much better it will be for you to know that I am really enjoying it, too. Maybe I could even..."

Carl cut her off with a yell. "Enough! Don't talk about that with other people! I've told you over and over that a man makes the decisions and the wife obeys. How it feels for you doesn't change how it feels for me, and since the man is the one with needs, that's what matters. I don't ever want to talk about this again!" He turned back to the TV and deliberately ignored her after that.

Dana had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Like Jenna said, if Carl really loved her he would be willing to try. Barely keeping it together, she got up and went into the bathroom where he could not see her sobbing. As she did, her mind raced with a series of memories of times that Carl had brushed off her wants and needs or ignored them altogether. She had to finally face the truth - she may have been married to Carl for close to 25 years, but he had never put her happiness ahead of his own.

If she wanted to experience true pleasure, it would never be with Carl. But what did that leave?

*******

Jenna and Paul were making out on their bed. They were just getting heated up when Paul pulled away and said, "I want to try something new tonight. Hold it right there."

He got off the bed and reached down under the side of the mattress, pulling out what looked to be the end of a long strap. He had a sparkle in his eyes. "Want to get tied up tonight?"

Jenna felt a thrill run through her at the thought and she got instantly wet. "How do you want me?"

"Get your clothes off and lay back down just like that."

She was naked in seconds and got back in position. While she was doing that, Paul pulled three more straps from under the mattress, one at each corner. Each had velcro at the end, which he fastened around her wrists and ankles. When the last strap was in place, he tightened them all until her arms were pulled straight out to the sides and her legs were wide open, exposing her shaved pussy completely.

Jenna was already breathing heavily with desire when Paul produced the last accessory - a sleep mask. He pulled it down over her head and covered her eyes with it. Once she could not see, the anticipation of his hands on her became almost unbearable. She felt him climb on the bed beside her.

Thirty seconds passed with no touching. Jenna strained to hear his movements, wondering where he would touch first. Would it be her breasts? Her nipples were so hard she knew they had to be sticking out nearly an inch. Would it be her pussy? She could feel her wetness that was on display starting to drip slowly down towards her ass. Would it be her...

She gasped as she felt the slightest touch on her neck, just below her ear. He lightly slid just the pads of his fingers down her neck and towards the front. The fingers then moved to her jawline, starting high up and going down towards her chin. Her mind flashed back to seeing him touch his mother in the exact same way and her pussy clenched, causing another drop of her juices to slip out.

As his fingers drew near her mouth, she turned her head to the side and captured one of them between her lips, pulling it inside to the second knuckle and sucking on it like she desperately wanted to do to his cock.