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Stacy and Her Super Hot Mom
Chapter 9. It's a Jungle out There


Buck hates being put on the spot, having to be the one to make a rational decision. Stacy's mom just requested that he remove his clothes
so they won't get dirty and sweaty while mowing the back yard. He could decline and leave, being as polite as he can. But would Stacy
ever be his friend again if he bailed out when he promised he'd help out with the work. Would he be dumped like an undependable migrant
worker?

"What are you wearing under your jeans?" Doloris wants to know. She has this strange look to her, like she's excited but trying to look
nonchalant and bored with the whole thing. "Don't tell me you are going commando, your bare skin being rubbed on by those tight jeans.
Now back in my day too many girl's pants were so thin it was obvious to everyone where the underwear seams were at. But with boy's pants
it's aways a mystery."

"Of course I got underwear on," Buck says, shocked to hear any thoughts from Doloris that he might not wear any and looking interested
at the prospect he might go around commando style. Buck pulls out and down on the front of his jeans, showing the typical elastic waistband
of the typical tighty-whitey briefs.

"I see. That should be no problem then. Those are just like wearing short shorts. Now off with it and let's get going. You do want to get
finished with enough time to go swimming don't you?"

Not wanting to disappoint Mrs. Staffordshire, not wanting to be a disappointment to Stacy, not wanting to risk being labeled unhelpful to
somebody in need, Buck takes his shirt off. After tossing the shirt onto a dusty table in the tool room he stands there for a few seconds, wanting
to see what Doloris will do next. She stands there...not turning around...stands there watching and waiting...

Buck bends down to yank off his sneakers. Feeling his face blushing he stands up, then unsnaps his jeans. Buck can't look at Doloris as he
peels the jeans down his legs, pulls them off, tosses them next to his shirt. As he puts his shoes back on it feels weird to have a grown woman,
not his mom or any other relative, watch him as he undressed nearly fully. Next it feels weird to be wearing briefs underwear with socks and
sneakers on his feet. That is not a normal combination. It almost makes him feel like a streaker getting ready to interrupt a High School
football game even though he isn't actually naked. Buck finally looks up to see Stacy's mom smiling at him, looking him up and down. It was tempting to place his hands in front of his bulge but he resisted it. At least he wasn't getting hard. If he was he would definitely have covered
up.

"Now you get started on the yard. However you want to mow it is fine by me. I'm expecting someone. I have to get ready for my weekly
rubdown, and check on what the maid is doing. I have to watch her constantly to keep her moving."

Doloris continues to watch, standing like a statue. Buck had thoughts of putting his clothes back on when she went into the main house, but
Doloris isn't making a move to go inside. Reluctantly Buck grabs the handlebar of the push mower, pushes it through the open door of the tool
room into the bright sunshine in the backyard.

The first thing Buck does is look around the yard. He doesn't see anybody. Where is Stacy? Buck feels relieved to see she's nowhere around.
Maybe he'll get this mowing done and get dressed before anybody shows up. Bucky gets started on the mowing. The yard looked big before, appears huge when one now has to mow the darn thing. The grass is high. It's not easy to push the mower through this jungle of lush greenness.
Before long the white socks he has on are coated with green grass shreds. Soon after that he feels the first trickle of moisture running down
the side of his face. The beams of sunlight on his back and legs is intense. He's definitely going to change out some of his pasty white skin
color. Hopefully he'll get finished before he gets sunburned. The thoughts of tasty sweet peach tea comes to his mind, as this is thirst inducing
physical labor. No wonder most gardeners and landscapers in California are immigrants desperate for a job. Buck runs into a thicker patch
of grass and the mower lurches to a stop. He has to huff and puff and push his way through it. It's like a Jungle this yard is, and Buck is a
gardening version of Tarzan, clad in a loincloth and taming the wilderness. Then Buck remembers how often a big snake will pop out of
the bushes in a Tarzan movie, nearly biting somebody on the arm. If there is a snake in the grass hopefully the mower will dispatch it before
it can bite him on the ankle.

Looking around the yard again, Buck notices a long, slender table or bench near the picnic table. That's funny, what is that doing there?
Whenever Buck stands still, he can feel mosquitos landing on the tender skin of his legs or lower back. Those monstrous mosquitos can
smell naked flesh from a mile away, and they are zeroing in on Buck big time. Better keep the mower moving. Noticing more things about the
yard, Buck is glad the walls are high and solid, not a chain link fence. Little chance of being seen by nosy neighbors.

The back door swings open and Stacy comes out in her bikini, holding a plastic cup in her hand. She gets into the swimming pool float chair.
Stacy is fashionably set up for looking her best in the pool. Besides Stacy's nice body of course, the next attraction is the red rimmed heart
shaped sunglasses. She waves at Buck and then she sips on her drink which has a red and white striped twisty straw to match her sunglasses.
Buck feels so exposed in his white briefs, wishes his undies were some fancy sort of underwear, hot n sexy type colored blue to match Stacy's
bikini. For the first time in his life he wished he had a speedo swimsuit. That would look more manly than these boring old-fashioned
white briefs. After all, a speedo is designed to be worn in public even though it technically shows more skin.

Stacy waves at him again, and she calls out. "Hello sexy boy. You look so hot doing that. So manly...muy macho."

Buck smiles and waves back. It's nice to be noticed sometimes and she just called him sexy boy, called him a macho man. If only he didn't feel
so stupid moving this mower while clad in only tighty-whiteys.

Sweat is pouring down Buck's body by the time he is halfway done with the yard. Doloris was right, he would have soaked his jeans and shirt thoroughly and become a smelly mess. Stacy looks hot but is cooling her heels in the coolness of the pool's blue crystal clear water. Stacy
splashes herself with water using her hand as a scoop. Buck feels surges of energy course through him as he watches the trickles of water flow
down from her chest to the waistband of her bikini bottom. The tummy so firm, skin so smooth. Buck notices he's not walking in a straight line
and has to correct his course, understandable considering the distraction. Could there ever be anything hotter that Stacy Staffordshire?

The back door swings open again. Out steps Stacy's mom, followed by this young hunky man with a neatly trimmed light colored moustache.
The man has on a tight white shirt, muscles popping. But what was more amazing is Doloris comes out in a large white towel wrapped around her, and when she lies down on a massage table set up next to the picnic table there is enough of a glimpse of her backside to make it obvious she has nothing on, not even her volleyball suit.

Stacy's mom did mention something about expecting somebody to come over to give her a rubdown...but here...out in the backyard?!

[TeenFan]

This is a paper silver certificate, printed in the US in 1896.
Maybe this is what Bucky is going to be paid with after he mows that yard...right. lol

Bucky is very much like the boy in this silver certificate, and notice the woman's hand on the side of his ass.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnSdqYdlVXE

I never saw this before, it just popped up as an ad on my computer screen. Then I typed in the description and found a video.
This front side image itself could be part of an ENM story.
The woman doesn't look like Stacy's mom though. The boy looks like he could be Bucky.

[Trundle]

Another great chapter!

Did Doloris make Bucky take his clothes off because she was looking out for him and didn't want his clothes to be ruined or was there also a part of her enjoying the boy stripped down to his underwear?

And now how will the boy cope seeing her getting a massage with nothing on, any bulge will be easy to see. I wonder if he'll need a shower at the house after the physical labour?

Can't wait for more

[TeenFan]

Stacy and Her Super Hot Mom
Chapter 10. Too Many Distractions


The afternoon at Stacy's house started off weird, when her mother insisted on Buck taking off his shirt and jeans to mow the back yard.
Is it even legal to ask minors to do household chores while dressed only in embarrassing briefs? Is there a law against such things? Regardless
how improper it feels, Buck has chosen to go along with the request. The afternoon just got crazy when Stacy's mom came out of the house
while holding a towel around her, accompanied by the massage therapist, a really handsome and hunky guy. This guy in a white uniform has
an oil bottle and a six pack of soda cans, which he places on the picnic table before stepping over to the massage table.

Stacy waves to her mom, says hi to Mr. Massage, "Hi Mario. Nice to see you again. It sure is hot today."

It is hot out here...and the temperature just got hotter.

Stacy's mom gets onto the massage bench, lies on her tummy, the towel wrapped around barely. It looks loose like if she got up without holding
on it would most definitely fall off. Mario assists with holding the towel in place as Doloris gets into position.

Mario, who shows off impressive arm muscles, hikes the towel up on Doloris' legs almost to her ass. Forget the grass...Buck needs to get
a closer look at this. Buck watches, head turned toward the enticing action happening around forty feet away. Mario slides the towel down
the back to the where the upward curves of the ass begins. The towel just lying across the raised-up part of the behind and everything above
and below is bared and beautiful. Doloris adjusts herself, lifting up and nearly bringing her tits off of the table!

Settling back down, the side of her breast is still very much exposed. Buck feels a pressure and pushing on the front of his briefs. Looking
down he can see he's getting a rather large bulge showing...actually not a bulge...his penis wasn't tucked downward when he started this
mowing job. His dick was more upright and pointing in the rightward direction, and now it's much larger and pointing off to the right side
of his hip. Buck got hard so fast it was too late to adjust himself.

As Buck goes past the pool again, Stacy looks over and she smiles while sipping from her twisty straw. Suddenly Buck's over-active imagination
takes hold and he sees Stacy sucking on a penis shaped straw, no longer twisty but straight and hard and pulsating as she touches her lips to the
mushroom shaped head at the top of the slender six inch straw. Buck closes his eyes and shakes his head. When he opens them he sees he's
off target and mowing over a section he already did.

Buck does a strip of grass nearer the swimming pool, much closer to the picnic table and the massage action going on next to it. The way Mario's hands firmly grip the sides of the back is amazing. The way his hand slides up and down from shoulders to the hips is enough to cause one's own temperature to become high, on top of all the heat and humidity. The way Massage Man Mario pours a stream of oil from a squeeze bottle onto
the golden bronzed skin reminds Buck of how much sweat is trickling down the sides of his flushed face. The palms of his hands are sweaty.

Stacy shouts at him, "You're making too much noise with that thing. Go over there and finish that part of the yard." She says it while
staring right at the Tighty-Whitey briefs. Can she see how hard he is from that distance? Is it that obvious?

Barely hearing and not wanting to obey, Buck did as he was told. He moves the mower back to the other side of the swimming pool, and back
to the really high and densely overgrown part of the massive back yard. Looking back toward the massage table, Buck is shocked to see Mrs. Staffordshire is not at all shy with her massage man, flipping over from front to lying on her back. Mario held up the towel over her body and
must be getting a good look at the goodies displayed before his eyes, goodies that Buck wishes he could get a glimpse of. OH SHIT....DANG IT...
Buck just bumped into the birdfeeder, knocking the thing over. Stacy looks over and she laughs.

All Buck can pay attention to is how Mario's manly hands slide up along the legs of Stacy's mom, sliding up tantalizingly close to the towel and
the hidden treasures barely concealed there.

Suddenly Stacy is waving her arms, then making the universal "Kill it" motion under her chin. Buck turns off the mower.

"Could you bring me a can of soda from the table," Stacy asks. "I've sucked mine dry as a boner."

It's a normal request. Buck has played the role of drinks waiter once before, but now is not the best time. Looking down at himself, Buck is
covered in sweat and grass clippings and the stick in the underwear is extremely stiff and sticking out way too noticeably. Buck walks past the
pool, steps over to the picnic table to grab a can of Cherry Coke.

"Oooooohhhh...those hands are so talented Mario...Hmmmmmm, Ahhhhhh."

Buck looks over at the massage table, where Stacy's mom is moaning in muscle massage bliss. Mario looks over at the not exactly manly boy in
the briefs and he smiles and winks. Being looked at that way by the massage man is even more embarrassing than being seen by Stacy. And now
the teen girl is going to get a closer look at the way his briefs are showing more than what is appropriate. Bulges in briefs are bad enough, but
normal enough. Boners in briefs is bordering on vulgar.

Buck steps over to the pool, the cherry coke in his hand. He stands there by the steps, expecting Stacy to paddle her lovely hands and feet and
manually motor the floating pool chair over toward him. But no such movements of Stacy's hands and feet happen.

"Bring it to me, darling," Stacy requests.

Waiters and Bartenders must do as they are told as long as the requests are reasonable. Buck steps down into the cool and refreshing water.
It's such a temperature contrast on his hot skin. This is the shallow end of the pool and the water comes up to around Buck's bellybutton. Buck quickly moves over to hand the soda can to Stacy, and she plucks out the empty one from the holder, pulls out the twisty straw, and a can
exchange takes place.

Just as Buck is about to step back, he feels a hand up against his ribs. Stacy just stuck her left hand into the water and her fingers are pressing
against his side. "Give me a kiss" Stacy says.

"Your wish is my command" Buck thinks to himself as he leans over toward Stacy's face, looking down at her very nice medium sized breasts
behind light blue material, just a hint of nipple poking through . Stacy must have caught his multiple glances toward her mom and Stacy is
about to regain the spotlight. Without warning her hand slides down from Buck's side down to the front of the briefs underwear. Like a
whorehouse version of a massage therapist she rubs her hand up and down the hard shaft. If Buck's boner wasn't fully engorged before it is now.
It's rock hard, stiff as a board and beginning to throb. Stacy never planted that kiss onto Buck's sweaty and blushing face. It was just a trick,
a diversion, a deception. Just as the cock rub was really getting good, feeling marvelous and totally arousing, totally stimulating, it stops.

Turning toward the massage table, Stacy shouts out, "Hey Mario. Bucky here needs his back adjusted. Will you do your standing thoracic spine
manipulation on him."

Mario looks over as he grins, then he gives his reply, "Sure kid, come on over here and I'll straighten you right up."

[Trundle]

Great to see an update for this!

Love how much Stacy is teasing the poor boy. She has him wrapped around her little finger. Can't wait to see how the masseuse handles Buck now, does he have to stand there with his erection tenting his underpants as he's worked on by this stranger? how embarrassing