between her thighs and traced the folds of her pussy ever so slightly before he pulled back. His mom caught his eye for a second and smiled at him as though he’d stolen a cookie before dinner.
“Here…” she whispered. “Let me finish getting you clean.”
She brought one of her hands back to his achingly hard cock, so sensitive to her touch, and let the other lovingly cup his cheek. Tim stared at her, boobs fully out and on display for him, and felt more confused than he ever had before in his life.
This feels so incredible… What does that mean? Am I a pervert, after all?
His mom licked her lips and then glanced down at his cock before looking back up at him and meeting his eyes. There was no confusion in them, but it looked as though she had given into something, like she’d decided to give him a gift out of season.
Why is she doing this?
Tim could only wonder about it for a second or two before he felt himself reaching the point of no return. He opened his mouth slightly, feeling his mom begin to increase her pace pumping his cock. She smiled at him and ran one of her hands through his hair.
“Mom,” he whispered. “I… you’re going to make me…”
She nodded.
“I have to finish getting you clean, sweetie.”
She’s going to make me cum!
Tim shook his head, suddenly terrified by the prospect. He felt his cheeks heat up as he thought about how embarrassing it would be for them afterward, how they’d have to live with it for the rest of their lives. His mom put her hand back on his cheek and turned his face to meet hers. There was only love in her eyes, pure love, without even the slightest hint of doubt.
“Mom!”
Tim pushed forward as he began to blow his load, again bringing his cock into dangerous proximity with her pussy. His mom was fast with her hand, maneuvering it in front of the head of his dick and catching his hot, sticky load before it had a chance at her forbidden target. The pleasure was almost too much for Tim, and he felt his knees begin to waver as it took hold from deep within.
“There we go,” whispered Vanessa. “Let’s finish up. We’re wasting water.”
Tim could only stare at her blankly. She was still naked in front of him, a goddess of feminine perfection, his own mother.
My own… mother? She just gave me a hand job?
He watched as she turned away from him and began shampooing her hair.
“Come on, sweetie, hurry up and get back to washing,” she said.
Even though he had just had the most intense orgasm of his life, Tim’s cock stayed rock hard for the rest of the shower. He washed himself quickly, just as she’d told him to. He was hoping beyond all hope that she would touch him again, touch his hardness again, even though the idea of it was still so confusing and strange.
I don’t understand any of this. I just know that it felt so good…
This time, Vanessa finished first. She rinsed off one final time and then turned to her son before getting out.
“See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”
Tim shook his head. His mom leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before climbing out.
“I’m going to get started on dinner, honey,” she said. “Your father isn’t going to be home until the end of the week, so it will just be the two of us again.”
“Ok… mom.”
Just the two of us.
CHAPTER 6
“Sweetie, are you asleep?”
Tim blinked his eyes open, feeling the familiar post nap fatigue that only happens after drifting off during daylight hours. After getting out of the shower, he had headed straight back to his room and collapsed into bed, mentally and emotionally exhausted.
“I’m awake mom,” he said. “What’s up?”
The sun had already set, and his room was dark. Tim almost felt like he was still dreaming for a moment as he sat up and pulled the sheets off. He was only wearing his boxers, and his cock was pushing eagerly out against the fabric, apparently unaware or unconcerned by the action it had already seen that