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Mom Plays Doctor
by Deutchem Brennar (address withheld)
Revised Version 6/2012
***
A 14 year old boy gets more than he bargained for when
following his circumcision his mom has to help
removing his stitches. (F/m-teen, ped, inc, 1st, oral,
exh)
***
Author's Note: Due to the events described below the
names of the persons have all been changed. Any
similarities are purely coincidental.
***
My name is Jason and the events described happened in
1987 at the age of 14. I was brought up on a bog
standard council estate living in a 3 bedroom house
with my parents who more or less happily married.
The problem started 2 years earlier when as I used to
go to the toilet and found that I was pissing over me
and the seat due to a tightening foreskin. The problem
became so bad in a short space of time that I had to
squat down like a woman so I could take a piss without
causing a mess over me. In the end it got so bad that
I told my dad who then took me down the doctors who
said in no uncertain terms that I would need a
circumcision to correct the problem. After 18 months
(normal N.H.S. waiting times) I had the operation and
was sent back home after 2 days with the surgeon
saying I could take the stitches out by myself after a
week. If I had any problems I should see my G.P.
Well after a week I found that I was having trouble
trying to taking out my stitches due to the fact I was
left- handed and finding it difficult to manipulate
the tweezers and scissors. To cap it all I was having
a serious case of blue-balls as I'd been unable to
masturbate while the stitches were inside, every time
I tried they'd give me agony no matter how gentle I'd
try to be. It was the school holidays and in the
afternoon I came downstairs to watch a war film that
was going to start. Mom watched me come into the front
room clearly struggling with the stitches inside me.
"Haven't you cut those stitches out yet Jay?"
"No mom!" I replied as I sat gingerly on the sofa.
"Why not? the surgeon told you you could take them out
after seven days!"
"I know mom but there awkward to get to, and besides
I'm going down the doctors Monday to get them sorted."
"Monday!" mom answered sternly. "That's after the
weekend... Jesus why don't you let me take a look for
you and save you waiting till Monday?"
Feeling uncomfortable I said "Nah, it's ok, I can wait
'til Monday."
"Why not? You don't need to feel embarrassed I've seen
your dads enough times." I answered back knowing what
it was like arguing with mom, she was like a dog with
a bone when she had an opinion.
"That's different."
"How?" mom responded. "Once you've seen one you've
seen them all, besides you've all got the same
plumbing." Then she started to chuckle knowing I was
getting really embarrassed and losing the argument.
I continued, "It is that's why, you and dad are
married and sleep together." basically another way of
saying that they were having sex. "So?" mom came back.
"Ya know? you're allowed to touch each other, that's
why! Moms are not allowed to touch their sons down
there." Mom then came back again. "I know that, all
I'm going to do is cut them out for you, I know that
you're worried in case you get a hard-on in front of
me, and in any other situation it wouldn't happen but
you shouldn't be, it's a normal reflex action, in fact
I'd find it a little bit flattering!" then mom
chuckled again.
I sat there for a few moments trying to watch the film
then mom piped up again. "Up for it? the quicker we
get started the quicker we can get it done, besides
you dad won't be back until 6, we've got the whole
house to ourselves so we won't be disturbed." Finding
I was getting boxed into a corner I snapped back. "Ok!
if you're so keen, YOU TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF THEN!"
thinking that would stop her in her tracks. Instead
mom replied "Of course I will, I've got nothing to be
embarrassed about." Then started laughing knowing that
she'd called my bluff.
Dumbfounded, I watched the TV despite being oblivious
to what was going on in the film contemplating what
mom had just said, not only will mom be messing around
with my cock, but she'll be completely naked doing it.
Cum started to fill my balls, as I thought to myself.
'Jesus Christ' realising the implications of this,
most boys would give their rights arms to be in this
position. "Well?" mom said "It'll only take a few
minutes!" I nodded in agreement as mom grabbed her
cigs and went into the kitchen to fetch the scissors
and tweezers she'd need in the next half an hour. She
then returned and poked her head around the door and
asked me to follow her upstairs which I did, all the
time my heart beating 10 to the dozen.
Now let me tell you about my mom. At the time she was
35, 5'ft 11in with a slim build (that's where I
eventually got my height from) with a size 14 hip
despite giving birth to me, with a 34C bust and
shoulder length brunette hair. I know her stats from
her panties and bra's which I did like any other boy
at my age has done and looked at in her bedroom, even
trying various ones on. The panties that have a sort
of see through effect in the pubic area were my
favourite.
At around the age of 11 I became aware of my parents
having sex. Mom was very vocal when she cum, but due
to not having had sex education, my school didn't show
us until the age of 12, I was not privy to the
mechanics of it only hear say. It was also around this
time that I started to masturbate properly. When
hearing mom having sex, I used to find myself becoming
erect listening to her cum. Later I found out that I
knew when mom was starting to cum even before she
started to groan. Her fanny used to go wet as it
started making a slapping sound as dad thrust inside
her, which I could hear even though I was next door.
It was only a matter of time when mom was having sex,
I could rub my cock at the same time as the headboard
banged against the wall, thus I could time my cum at
the same time as mom's, this gave me the most intense
orgasms possible.
Now, up to the age of 12 I'd never seen my mom naked.
It never had bothered me much, as I'd never
intentionally tried to spot her naked although
admittedly it was one of those rites of passage that
every son, sooner or later will see their mom naked.
I'd spent numerous school days with my friends all
talking about how they'd seen their moms naked in
various situations. I would've started to feel left
out but fate dealt me a good hand the night I saw mom
naked for the first time.
I got up out of bed one night to go to the toilet and
walked up the hall to the bathroom, being half asleep,
I didn't notice that mom had just finished having a
bath. Unknown to me it transpired it was normal for
mom to walk from the bathroom to her bedroom naked.
All of a sudden and without warning the bathroom door
opened and she came out without wearing any clothes
apart from a bath towel that she had in her hands. As
I stopped dead in my tracks, mom didn't see me at
first then looked up in sheer horror knowing that she
was exposing herself to me. Dropping her towel in
shock mom screamed "Ooohhh! Jason! I didn't see you
there!" as she fled past me as quick as she could into
her bedroom.
Seeing your first naked woman, especially if it's your
own mom is a sight to behold, it was only a few
seconds but it was enough to take in the view. Her
pert tits, her areole weren't that big but her nipples
were gorgeous, at least an inch or so in length and
the same in diameter. Her curvy hips which showed off
her legs then there was her pubic area, mom had an
absolutely gorgeous hairy fanny and lips, some men
don't like sticky out fanny lips but I thought that
they were as sexy as hell.
At the top of the stairs I asked mom which room we
were going in, she said hers as mine had no space in
there, you couldn't swing a cat in mine. On entering
the bedroom mom walked around the bed to the other
side of the room next to the dresser. She then placed
her cigs, lighter, scissors and tweezers on the
bedside cabinet. My heart continued to pound as mom
facing the dresser with her back to me started to
strip.
First she pulled her tee-shirt over her head and let
it fall to the floor, exposing her back and bra
straps, then leaning forward her arms came around her
back she undid her bra which went limp then fell to
the floor. Then it was the turn of her jeans and
panties, her hand moved to her crotch area as she
unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zip. Her hands
then headed for her hips which she then hooked her
thumbs between her hips and her jeans themselves, she
gave them a quick tug allowing them to fall freely to
the floor allowing me to see her arse and legs. I
tried not to smile as she bent over to pull her legs
out of her jeans when I saw her panties as they were
the ones I used to have a wank over a few weeks
earlier when I spotted them in the dirty laundry
basket. Again mom used her thumbs to hook under the
elastic of her panties and let them fall to her ankles
which she again stepped out of them. As she did this
her fanny and sticky out lips came into view.
Mom then stood upright and turned around giving me an
unlimited view of her naked body, then started
smiling. 'God' I thought to myself as mom stood there
before me, then got jealous of dad knowing he got to
have his way with mom at least once a week, I hoped
that if I ever got married my wife would have a body
like moms. "Yes!" mom said questioningly. I nodded my
head hardly able to contain my excitement then said
"Mom, you look dead sexy!", thinking that she asked
her question inquiring as to whether or not I liked
the view. "Jay, I'm not asking if you like what you
see, I said yes because you're supposed to get
undressed as well." Perplexed I asked mom why I needed
to get naked as well when I only needed to drop my
jeans and boxers to cut my stitches out. "Fair's,
fair, I you think I'm getting naked on my own you've
got another thing coming." Dread hit me as I realized
I'd have to be completely exposed to mom, she didn't
tell me that downstairs, not only that he hadn't seen
me naked since the age of 4, after that dad was the
one who always bathed me as mom in them days worked
late as a cleaner for extra money.
"It's no good just standing there Jay, get 'em off,
besides I want to see how my baby son has grown into a
man." Mom then started to encourage me by shouting
"OFF! OFF! OFF! OFF!" clapping in unison as she
shouted. Sheepishly I started to get undressed, tee-
shirt and socks first, then my jeans. My face turned
purple as I removed letting mom know that I had a
hard-on. Mom giggled and put her hand to her mouth as
she became embarrassed at her son's predicament. Then
with mom staring intently I let my boxers to fall to
the floor allowing my cock with its pubes to in full
view of mom.
Mom stood there transfixed for a moment while she
looked at my hard-on, excited at the effect she was
having on me. "You don't mind do you Jay? it's not
every day you get to see how your son is developing."
For some reason it felt erotic while I was standing
there without any clothes on while mom was ogling my
cock. This had the effect of tightening my balls which
I could feel lifting in my sack. "Sorry mom!" I said
commenting on my hardness thinking she might be
offended. "It's a normal thing to happen, there's no
need to fret, that's the time to worry when you can't
get one when you're with a woman." After a few more
seconds staring at my crotch mom laughed and carried
on. "Besides I feel flattered, I didn't know I still
had it in me."
I asked mom where she wanted me to get, and she told
me to stay put for a moment. She took hold of her pack
of cigs, after lighting one and putting it in her
mouth, she took a few drags, then she grabbed hold of
the scissors and tweezers from the bedside cabinet.
Mom then walked around the bed and sat on the corner.
Beckoning me over, I walked over to her, I then stood
in front of her while she opened her knees to allow me
to get closer. My cock was then level with her neck.
"Ready?" mom asked as she put her cig down on the edge
of the dresser, to which I nodded and took a deep
breath ready for her to grip me. I looked down mom's
front, seeing her tits close up, her nipples for some
reason pointing rigidly. Mom lifted her right hand and
with her thumb and forefinger touched the end of my
glands. 100,000 volts shot down my spine as both
pleasure and pain hit me in equal measure.
"Uuurrrggghhh!" I groaned as my legs buckled and
twitched slightly causing me to clench. Mom looked up
at me and said "This ain't going to work Jay! I don't
want you cummin' in my face."
She quickly looked around the bed and let me go and
stood up. "Here, sit in the middle of the bed with
your back against the headboard, I'll be better able
to control you then." I did what I was told while mom
took another drag on her cig. I sat there as mom put
her cig on the edge of the bedside cabinet and looked
at me. "Open up your legs wider!" she instructed me as
mom stepped up onto the bed which rocked from side to
side.
"Wider! Wider!" she called to me until my legs were at
around 90 degrees to me. Stepping between my thighs I
thought for a split second that she was going to step
on my balls, her feet just inches from my crotch. I
flinched as mom knelt between my knees, then crossed
her legs, the weight of her crashing down on top of my
legs, the smooth skin of her thighs pressing me into
the bed and pinning me there.
She leant over again to take another drag on her cig,
the weight increasing on my right side as she did,
then her right hand came up to my cock as before.
Another groan from me echoed around the bedroom, as
mom started to cut away the stitches, as cum continued
to fill my balls. "If you're going to come, let me
know then I'll be able to point your cock away from my
face, as I said, I don't want you
cummin''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
'''''''''' in my face," mom said as she went about her
job with vigor.
As mom cut feverishly, I again looked at mom's body
enjoying every inch of her sexiness. I was completely
mesmerized at mom's nipples which still stood out
erect. I began to wonder if she was turned on by the
fact that she was naked in front of me or by the fact
I was naked in front of her. Looking down at her
fanny, I admired her hairiness between her thighs,
trying not to let the urge to put my hands down there
to get the better of me. Mom noticed I was continuing
to drool over her body but carried on regardless,
smiling as she used the scissors and tweezers.
Within 10 minutes mom was down to the last 2 stitches,
but I couldn't keep in the tension in any longer, I
started to breathe heavily and rock back and forth on
the bed, my thigh muscles clenching as I groaned.
Looking down at my glands turning purple mom said
"Don't keep it in, if you're going to cum, just cum,
let it all out, I don't mind if you come cum all over
me.!" I couldn't believe what mom was saying, mom
wanted me to cum over her, if my friends knew about
this they wouldn't believe me in a million years!
I slowly felt the cum rising inside me as I rocked
faster and faster on the bed. I put my hands on mom's
thighs and knees and gripped as hard as I could as my
orgasmic waves approached. "Mmmm... mom! I'm... I-
I'm... cumming! I'm cumming!"
Knowing what to expect mom pointed my cock towards her
stomach and breasts with her fingers. Mom then
flinched as up to three weeks of pent up tension shot
out of me, covering mom's stomach and nipples as I
convulsed in spasms and groaned.
I tried to get my breath back as the waves from my cum
subsided allowing my body to relax. Mom just froze
there trying to take in what had just happened, the
fact that her own son had cum over her, and the huge
volume that had struck her. "Jesus Jay, how long has
it been since you last cum?" I replied "3 weeks!"
"No wonder there's so much then... I bet you needed
that didn't you? you've only gone and covered me!" mom
replied looking stunned.
Mom looked down the front of her at the mess I'd
created, cum starting to trickle off her left nipple
and down her stomach and over her belly button. She
got up and quickly grabbed her cig and put everything
else down as fast as she could. "I'll be back in a few
minutes, I'm just going to take a shower to clean
myself up, there's a packet of wet wipes for you to
use in the bottom draw," pointing at the other bedside
cabinet. "Clean yourself up will you, I don't fancy
picking through your cum while I cut the last couple
out!"
With that she raced through the door and down the
hallway to the bathroom before cum dripped off her
onto the carpet, her footsteps making thudding sounds
indicating the speed she was travelling. I leaned over
and opened the draw which she had indicated and
proceeded to clean myself with the wipes mom had said
were in there. Making light work of that I then put
the used wipes on top of the cabinet and relaxed,
thinking about the previous quarter of a hour.
As she promised, mom returned a few minutes later and
got back into the same position on the bed as she was
earlier. Looking down at my limp cock she gingerly
gripped it again with thumb and forefinger. I groaned
as she did this as I was still a little bit sensitive.
"Shouldn't take long this Jay, there's only two left,"
mom said while starting to cut then laughed. "What's
wrong?" I asked thinking mom had seen me do something
funny. "Nothing really!" she replied back, "it's just
weird seeing and hearing you cum that's all... let's
face it... it's something a mom shouldn't actually see
is it? her own son cum in front of her, it's like you
seeing me cum." Cheekily I said "I can hear you
though!" Mom blushed "I know you can, but I can't be
helped can it, as we live in a house with thin walls."
She then carried on "Cumming is one of the most
intimate and private things you can do with someone,
it shouldn't be done in public, especially in front of
family members."
Moments later mom cried, "Last but one!" as the next
stitch came out. She leaned over to the bedside
cabinet but grumbled as she realised her cig had gone
out depriving her of another few drags. "Well... at
least you'll be able to have a wank from now on, won't
ya," mom teased, laughing at me as I turned red.
"Mom!" I protested surprised at mom's candor.
All of a sudden and out of the blue mom asked "So tell
me... who is it you think of when you have a wank
then?" Gobsmacked I stumbled, fumbling for an answer.
"Err... err... mom... that's private!" Cringing at
mom's question I continued to ask, "Why do you want to
know?"
"Just interested that's all, there must be someone you
think of to bring yourself off, all boys have a top
fantasy don't they?" Jesus Christ I thought, she knows
a lot about teenage boys considering she's a woman
that's for sure.
"No-one, really." I stated, not sure how mom would
react if I told her that it was my own mom. "It's not
Eileen by any chance is it? I and she noticed how you
used to look at her when she came round for a chat!"
It was true, as I told you earlier, before I saw mom
naked that night it was all Eileen in my thoughts
while having a wank. Being best friends, she used to
come around once a week for a chat, and if it was the
school holidays it would allow me to sit in on their
get together. Eileen was the same height as mom but
had blonde wavy hair which was shoulder length, and
like mom had the same build. She differed from mom
thou in having bigger tits, possibly a DD cup.
Eileen being divorced would wear revealing skirts,
which would rise right up to the top of her thighs
when she sat down. I swear she dressed like that
knowing I was secretly looking at her. In fact she
used to tease me by saying she'd want to marry me when
I got older as I'd make a good husband, much to my
embarrassment and mom's annoyance.
While mom was trying to get the last stitch out and
talking dirty like she was, it had the effect of
making my balls twitch and forcing my cock to rise
again. "Come on tell me... I want to know!" I steadied
myself as I juggled with telling her or not. After
another badgering from mom and at last picking up some
courage I relented and finally told her. My heart
virtually beating out of my chest expecting mom to
take offence and hit the roof I said. "Mom...it's
you!"
Suddenly she stopped what she was doing and looked up.
"Uh! Err... me? mom exclaimed with a shocked look on
her face.
"Yes mom! You!" not sure how mom would take it.
"You're not angry are you?" as I continued speaking.
Using her left hand to cover her mouth while she
blushed out of control, mom laughed nervously as she
came back. "Of course not Jay... it's just a bit of a
shock that's all."
"Most mothers know that their sons have a bit of a
thing for them, it's normally not out in the open."
"When did you start to have these feelings?" I then
told mom about the night I saw her naked coming out
the bathroom. "Oh, I remember," as she looked into
deep space to try and think about the said event. "And
you always think about that to bring yourself off?" as
mom continued her questioning. I grunted and nodded in
agreement as my cock became totally erect, not just
from mom's touch, but from mom's erotic conversation.
"At least I know I've still got it in me, that's for
sure!" as she pulled the last stitch out.
"Gotcha!" mom screamed as the last one came out,
"Thank god for that!" then looked admiringly at the
surgeon's handy work. "He's done a good job there,
he's made it so you'll probably have hardly any scar
tissue, I'm pleased with that!" She then moved her
position on the bed and got up. My heart sank as I
knew my fun was all but over.
Smoking her cig again after relighting it, mom turned
around and told me. "How about going downstairs, as
I've done those stitches for you and making me a brew,
you know... the usual, 2 sugars and milk and bring it
back up here for your mom." I moaned as I hated making
tea for anyone else but me. Mom became slightly cross
and ordered me... "Jason RIGHT NOW! OK!" I got off the
bed and under duress went to my clothes on the floor
and started to get dressed. "No ya don't... if you get
dressed I'm going to, besides there's no one in the
house, and it's not like anyone can see you in the
kitchen is it?" mom barked at me.
Confused why mom would want me to make her a cup of
tea in the nude I trotted downstairs to do what I was
told. While I was down there waiting for the kettle to
boil, it was a blessing as it allowed my hard-on to
disappear taking with it the tension out of my body.
After a few minutes I made me and mom a cuppa and
while I drank mine with a little help from some tap
water to cool it down, I walked back upstairs with
mom's and re-entered her room to find mom still naked,
smoking while sitting on the edge of the bed, with her
back to me facing the dresser and the quilt on the
floor leaving the mattress and bed without cover.
Turning around when she heard me enter, she said
thanks when I gave her the cup which she craved. Then
mom patted the mattress a few times indicating that
she wanted me to sit down next to her on her left
which I did, deliberately making sure that mine and
mom's thigh were pressing together. Sipping on her tea
mom let out a quiet hum of appreciation. Putting her
cup on the dresser after a few sips mom then turned
her upper body towards me and put her left arm around
my hips.
"Look, Jay, you know that what we've been doing for
the last half an hour has been a bit naughty, don't
you?" I carried on listening, "And you know that I
could actually get into trouble for doing all this?"
"Yes mom," I answered in agreement.
"Well, if you can keep quiet about it, how about I
give you a surprise?"
"What's that?" I excitedly responded to her.
Mom continued "How about I show you the ropes, teach
you how to make love to a woman properly and then I
can pop your cherry, cos' let's face it it's a fantasy
of yours, so I might as well be the one to take it,
what do you think?"
"Seriously mom?" I said not believing my good fortune.
Nodding, mom then said, "Up for it?"
"Yes mom," I replied cum already entering my balls.
Watching mom finishing off her tea I couldn't wait for
what was about to happen, all the nights wanking off
while hearing mom cum next door fantasising it was me
having sex with her were about to come true. All those
questions that I'd asked myself, What did mom look
like when cumming? Where would she put her legs? on
top of me or beside me? How would the inside of her
fanny feel on my cock, and would it grip me tight or
not. All these questions and others would be answered
in the fullness of time.
Mom placed the cup on the dresser after emptying then
shuffled over to the center of the bed and lied flat
on her back. Waving her right hand at me to call me
over, I crawled over to mom and positioned myself
between her knees, not really knowing what to do. She
told me to lie down between her thighs with my face a
couple of inches away from her fanny. I stared
intently as I smelt her womanly odour from her lips
and pubes. "Listen!" mom called, getting my attention,
"that there is my clit!", as she pointed with her
finger. "Now, what I want you to do is move your
tongue like this!" mom showed me what to do as she
quickly moved her tongue from left to right to show
me. "It doesn't matter how I act or what I say, keep
doing it until I get you to stop, ok?"
With her hands she forced my face into her fanny,
breathing heavily I drew in her smell right up my
nostrils as fanny juice started to cover my chin, I
then started to lick furiously as mom put her head
flat on the pillows. Mom's thighs lifted off the bed
as her hands came under them and took my hands and put
them on her tits. "Don't forget these!" mom ordered as
I groped them, lecherously taking in all the
sensations as I cupped and stroked them. As I licked I
took in all of her taste as my saliva mixed in with
all her juices, while mom's thigh muscles twitched
repeatedly.
Around 10 minutes later and still licking mom's fanny
for all it's worth, my tongue started to get strained
and stiff from its workout, especially not being used
to this type of activity. I started to get concerned
about not having the stamina to bring mom to orgasm. I
needn't have worried, a couple of minutes later mom's
back started to arch slightly, and her breathing
became more intense as I realised I was making her
cum. "Mmmm... mmm... mmm... mmmm... mmmmm!" mom
groaned as her back arched more and her legs began
twitching more rapidly.
"That's it Jay, keep it at that speed.!" mom egging
me on eagerly, as I licked more excitedly knowing I
was doing a good job, the sound of mom's fanny and my
slurping filling the room. Then all of a sudden, mom
started to yelp as her orgasm started to take effect
"Aaaahh... aaaahhhh! I'm cumming Jay! I'm cumming!
Jesus Jay! You're making my fanny click! I'm cumming!"
Mom's whole body convulsed like she was having a fit,
her thighs gripping me around my head and lifting my
face away from the bed as her arse went into the air
from her back arching, her hands grabbing hold of my
head, pulling at my hair. Then it was all over, as she
slumped flat on the bed gasping for air while I
remained between her thighs, pushed up against her
fanny, my lower face covered in juice.
After a while mom had recovered enough to lean up and
laughed at the sight of me still between her legs with
my face still pinned up against her fanny. "Well!
you've done that before, haven't you son?" mom said
saying it indicating that I'd done her proud and had
enjoyed herself. Despite still being on a high from
her cum mom indicated to me again to move closer by
waving her hand, my heart beating off the scale as I
moved between her thighs and leaned forward to put my
hands either side of mom on the pillows, my hard-on
grazing her fanny. "Ooooooh!" she squealed then
clenched her thighs as the effect of my hard-on
rubbing against her clit hit home. "Sorry!" I said
thinking that I'd hurt her. "Don't be silly!" mom
called then smiled, "I'm still a little bit sensitive
down there that's all."
Putting her arms between me and her body, mom took my
throbbing cock in her hand and pointed it at her
opening then told me to push. Unbelievable emotions
ran through my head as I entered mom's fanny causing
me to gasp for air, delirious from the pleasure. Her
warmth and wetness turning me on more than before.
Then as mine and mom's pubic areas came together, mom
then wrapped her legs around me, trapping me in her
embrace. This was better than my wildest dreams,
except that this was the real deal.
"Stop!" mom ordered me before I could start thrusting.
"Look, Jay let me explain, now because you're only 14,
you're obviously new to this and not fully grown yet,
so it's going to be difficult to make me cum just from
thrusting away." I listened on. "It took me and your
dad at least 12 months of sleeping with each other
before we got used to each other's habits, rhythms and
turn-ons." She then moved her arms from between us and
put them around the back of me placing both hands on
each cheek of my arse. "Now, what'll I'll do is this,
don't get thrusting!, let me do it for you, all you
have to do is let me move you back and forth so I'll
be able to control your speed, and that way it'll be
easier for me to cum, just keep there in that position
and enjoy yourself, do you understand?" I accepted
what she had said and got ready for action, hardly
being able to control my hormones.
The bead started to creak loudly as mom's forced
movements of me caused it to rock back and forth.
Turning her head to the right, mom let it rest on the
pillow and closed her eyes, concentrating on what she
was doing and taking everything in. Moving to and fro
I looked at mom's tits as they wobbled on her from the
impact from each other's pelvises as I acted like the
cat that had got the cream, every question I'd ever
thought about having sex with mom being answered with
every collision with me, and mom hips and fanny.
Lifting her head up for a second, mom smiled
devilishly at me and asked, "Alright there? you able
to keep with the pace?", to which I smiled and nodded,
too engrossed in what I was doing to reply to her
properly as mom purposely clenched her fanny around my
cock, sending jolts of electricity through my body.
Putting her head back down she commented, "I know we
shouldn't be doing this, but I can't help it, it's
such a turn-on!"
Letting mom continue to force me inside her I watched
her face as she began to bite her lips then started to
claw into my arse cheek with her left hand while still
pushing me with her right. The bedroom reverberated to
the sound of mom's bed moving under duress and the
headboard smacking the wall like a hammer, as mom
increased the pace of her forced thrusting of me
bringing the point of orgasm for the both of us closer
and closer. "Mmmm!" I listened intently as I watched
mom's orgasm start to approach, bringing me with her.
As her face contorted with pain, her right hand forced
me in deeper and faster, causing me discomfort as my
balls had lifted collided with her sodden fanny and
lips, while her left hand began smacking my arse
angrily in union with herself inflicted thrusting.
She then let out a "Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" as her hips and
back started to arch, "Jay! I'm cumming! God! You're
making me cum!" She continued to smack my arse like a
jockey on the final straight at the Epsom Derby. Pain
increased in my balls as mom's thrusting became even
more energetic forcing me into her as our orgasms
came, her thighs clenching tightly around me like a
vice as if I was a tube of toothpaste, twitching out
of control, cutting off my ability to breathe
normally.
The room filled up with the sound of one big noise,
the groans of mom, the slapping of mom's fanny against
me, the sound of mom's hand against my arse, the bed
hitting the wall and the mattress squealing for
respite. With this and her fanny clenching nonstop
around my cock it was only a matter of time that I too
started to cum. Slap! ... Bang! ... Slap ... echoed
around the room as mom's cum brought me off also. I
screamed as a massive squirt of cum shot into mom
covering her cervix, then it was all over.
I slumped onto the top of mom recovering from my
exertion, high as a kite over what I had done and the
dream I had that was made true for me by mom. I lied
there taking in all the feelings and emotions,
especially from mom's soft skin and also her insides,
which my cock starting to go limp was dribbling out
of. Happy, but also saddened knowing that this would
be the first and only time this would happen.
"Feel better?" mom asked as she looked up and
unwrapped her thighs from around my waist. I didn't
need to answer as she could already tell from my face.
She reached over and lit herself another cig so she
could relax as her high continued to subside. A couple
of taps of her finger on my shoulder indicated that
she wanted me to get off her, which I duly did,
rolling off her to lie on the bed next to her. After
taking a few drags of her cig she leaned over to me
and told me to make her another cup of tea, but to get
dressed before going downstairs. This told me that my
fun was all over, and with that I got dressed and went
downstairs.
As I made her tea I could hear her upstairs tidying up
the bedroom and getting dressed before coming down the
stairs. Stirring mom's tea I went back over and over
again thinking what I had done and smiled that I was
lucky to have a mom like her. Weirdly nothing was said
after that, even up to today, it was mine and mom's
secret. All in all it was the best day of my life, and
as I continue to wank, I still think of mom's
beautiful body and the sound of her orgasms to bring
me off.
THE END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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