My Life - S01 E04

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My Life - S01 E04

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4

I was spent, too exhausted and shocked to move. It felt like we sat that way for minutes, until she spoke. "Honey, will you hand me that towel I saw?" Her eyes were still tightly shut. I fumbled, trying to reach the towel that lay on the bed near my feet. I got it and handed it to her.

"Here you go". She slowly released her hold on my still hard cock. Her dripping hands reached for the towel blindly. I put it in them, and she brought it directly to her face. She used the cloth to wipe deep into her eyes, getting my sticky cum. I still just sat there, unsure of what to do. After she must have gotten enough of it off of her face, she turned to look at me. I must've been a sight, completely naked, penis sticking straight up, covered in a fair amount of my own curn, and frozen stiff, too shocked to move. She laughed.

"Sweetie, why don't you go take a shower, you're a mess. I'm going to go wash my hands."

"K" was all could muster.

Once I started moving I realized just how much semen I'd gotten on my bed. I got up and glanced at her, she too was looking at the devastation I had caused. Without a word I moved out of the room and into the shower.

After I'd washed myself, I just stood there in a trance, letting the water run over me, replaying what had just happened. "Had my mom really just been the first woman I'd fingered? Was she really the first woman to give me an orgasm?. I was trying to decide how I felt about that, was I ashamed, did it make me feel sick? NO. And what did my mom think?! Was she ashamed, or mad at me for what we did? Oh God, what did she think of seeing me cum that much? And I got it all over her, and in her eyes! She MUST be angry with me.

I got out of the shower, dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist. I opened the door and darted straight to my room, hoping I could avoid my mom. I walked into my room, and all the sheets had already been removed, I heard the washing machine running down stairs.

"Adam, come in here", my mom called from her room. I walked in nervously. She was sitting in her bed, putting her hair up in a ponytail, she was wearing a clean nightgown. "Those sheets had to be washed, do you want to sleep in here tonight?" she asked warmly, not an ounce of disgust in her voice.

"Ya, ok", my mood improved instantly. I walked towards her bed and removed my towel.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked with a laugh, go put on your Pjs."

"Oh, I just figured, since you already saw..."

"Um, I'm still your mother, now go." went and put on a pair of pajama bottoms and walked back into her room. "Good, not turn off the light and get into bed". I slowly climbed into the bed next to her, still unsure of the situation. She was laying facing me, she reached over and gently grabbed my cock through the cloth of my pants. "So does he feel better?" was stunned, I turned my head to look at her.

"Ya". She could read my reaction and grinned.

"Good, although I must say, I wasn't expecting you to cum that much. Was it because you had been masturbating before I walked in?"

"Ya, partly, but I usually cum a lot."

"Really?!" She seemed shocked. I nodded. "I'll have to keep that in mind next time."

"Next time?" My eyes nearly popped out of my head.

"Unless you don't want to of course", my seemed unsure after my reaction.

"No! I'd like that a lot." She smiled. "I thought maybe you'd be upset, especially after I got it in your face."

"Well I wasn't expecting that, but no, I'm not upset. I enjoyed it. Your father and I don't do stuff like that anymore, we still have sex, because he likes it, but he doesn't like when I use my hands or mouth. Which sucks for me because I always enjoyed doing those things to a guy, it makes me feel sexy."

"You don't regret it happening, because I'm your son?"

"I know SHOULD feel bad and regret it, but I don't. It felt good to be wanted again, to take charge and please a man in a way that's actually really fun for me. And in a weird way, the fact the your my son doesn't bother me because I've always done things for you; fed you, changed you, washed you, tied your shoe laces, helped with your homework. As you've grown up, the things that I've done for you have changed. And now you're becoming a young man. There's less and less I can do for you. But now you're having sexual thoughts, you're becoming aroused, and you enjoy having orgasms, well that's something I can actually help with." She looked me in the eyes and smiled, "If that's something you want?"

"Yes, definitely! But then why did you make me put on Pjs?"

"I'm still your mom, and the way you behave around me can't change. Besides, we can't risk getting caught, and you sleeping naked with me would make people wonder." I nodded in agreement. "Now go to sleep, I love you sweetie".

"I love you mom".