My Life - S01 E07

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My Life - S01 E07

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 7

I almost stopped, but then figured that if it hurt, she would tell me to stop. I looked at her face, she was watching my hands.

"Can I suck on them?" couldn't believe I had the balls to ask that! She looked up at me.

"Yes, go ahead." She said softly.

I took a step forward and leaned down, pointing her first one at my mouth. I sucked it right in, instinctively, like a baby breastfeeding for the first time. I let my tongue work the tip of her nipple in my mouth, and I heard my mother sigh. I took away my mouth and looked up at her.

"Doing that can feel very good to the girl. And it can go together very nicely with her playing with Herself." I looked down and saw my mom rubbing her clit. "So keep sucking on them baby." I went right back to it, sucking and licking her nipple. I felt my mom moving faster. I moved to her other breast, sucking it the same way. I couldn't get enough. "That's it Adam, don't stop!" Her voice sounded strained, like she was short of breath. Her hand was rubbing vigorously. I continued to suck like I was starving. "Uhhhh Ahhhh!" My mom let out a loud moan. She had just orgasmed. I stood up and released her tits, looking at her. She slowly opened her eyes and looked back at me. "Well that felt great. Did you enjoy it?" She asked, and looked down. "Well there's my answer", she said and chuckled. I looked down too, was rock hard again and pointing straight up at her, I hadn't even noticed.

"Ya, they feel really cool."

"Well while we're in her, I'll help you clean up from earlier, and go ahead and take care of him again", she said with a smile, "besides, doing it in the shower is the best option for less mess." She squeezed some of my dad's body wash into her hands and lathered it up. Then began washing it all over the areas I had gotten cum on myself in the bed.

I just stood there silently and watched as she washed my stomach, thighs, hips, and eventually moving to my crotch. She moved to my right, standing partially behind me, and to my side. She reached around me with her soapy hand and grasped my dick and began stroking. I let my head tip back, looking up at the ceiling of the shower with my eyes closed. My time playing with her boobs had really gotten me worked up, because even though I had just cum a lot in bed, still came again in no time.

I let out a groan as I blew my second load of the morning. My eyes were still closed, but I could feel a significant amount semen shooting out of me. My orgasm ended and my mom stopped jerking. I lowered my head and opened my eyes. Cum was splattered on the shower wall in front of me.

"Wow sweetie! You still came that much even after cumming in bed already?!" I didn't really have an answer for her, I just looked at her bashfully. She smiled at me, "well let's get cleaned up and go eat breakfast"

We got out of the shower and dried off. I watched mom towel off and get dressed, staring at her body the whole time, not bothering to hide my gaze. I'd decided to accept that if she was OK with it, then I was too.

Mom tossed our cum soaked clothes, along with her bed sheets, into the washer and we ate breakfast in the kitchen. We talked like mother and son. She told me what chores she wanted me to get done today, I told her what homework I needed to finish by Monday. Our day was planned out. She was going to run errands while I did homework, then when she got home she was going to do some house work while I did my chores.

"How often do you normally masturbate?" She asked while I was taking a sip of orange juice. I nearly choked, not so much because of the actual question, but because she asked it so matter-of- factly, like she was asking if wanted toast or something. Her plain facial expressions showed that she thought nothing of asking that question while we were sitting at the table.

"Um, a few times a day." I felt like I was confessing to a crime.

"When usually? Do you have a schedule that you like to follow?" She Inquired, with the same calm tone.

"I wouldn't say it's a schedule, but like to do it in the morning when I wake up, when I get home from school, and before bed. Those are my standard times. But also like if can take care of myself either before or after dinner too. On the weekends I still do it before and after sleeping, but everything during the day is up in the air, it depends on what we have going on."

"I see", she nodded thoughtfully, "that's a good plan, and so far we've done a pretty good job sticking to that routine haven't we?" She seemed proud of herself, "I took care of it last night before bed, then this morning when you woke up, and we even got an extra one in there during the shower, so let's keep it up! When I get home from my errands, I'll take care of you, and then before dinner I'll do it again, and then of course once more before bed, sound good? I really like being able to help you with this, plus it's like our little secret. So from now on whenever you're feeling like you would want to masturbate, tell me, and I'll take care of it instead."

"Ok..." didn't really know what else to say. Not only did my mom just offer to jerk me off at least three more times today, she also just said that she'd do it whenever I asked... indefinitely! My mind was spinning.

"OK, well I'm going to go get ready then head out." And with that my mom hoped up, kissed me on the forehead and walked upstairs.

I went to my room and started on my homework. Mom called up the stairs to say goodbye and headed out, leaving me with my thoughts. My mind eventually settled down and I was able to concentrate on school work. After about 2 hours I heard mom come in the door, and yell "hey Adam I'm home!" said 'ok' and continued my homework. After several minutes of putting away the stuff she bought at the various stores she'd gone to, she came upstairs and into my room.

"Hey sweetie, how's it going?"

"Good, I'm almost done, I shouldn't have to do any tomorrow." I answered. We were completely back in mother-son conversation mode

"Oh, good for you! Are you ready for another hand job?" I was totally ready for the question, but the completely nonchalant way she asked me, her son, if I wanted her, my mother, to give me yet another hand job was still hard to get used to.

"Ya, definitely."

"Ok, take off your shorts and sit on the edge of your bed."

I did as I was told, pulled my shorts and boxers completely off. The idea that my mom was about to jerk me off again was enough to get my juices flowing, and my prick started to stiffen. My mom was standing in front of me and, without warning, pulled off her shirt then removed her bra and sat down on the bed next to me, completely toppless. I hid my shocked expression. She grabbed my dick, leaned forward and dripped spit on to it and started smearing it around the head and down the shaft. She sat up straight and started stroking me with her right hand.

"Adam, have you ever kissed a girl?" She asked, looking me in the eyes while continuing her hand job.