My Life - S01 E11

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My Life - S01 E11

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"See, like that" She said. She then used both of her hands and slowly worked her saliva up and down my shaft, particularly working the head. "Then she slides it around, and onto the Palms of her hands" she instructed. "And then she can get to work on making you cum" she said with a little grin.

She gripped the bottom half of my dick with her left hand, and the top half with her right. She began her 'butter-churning' motion, up and down and in alternating rotating motions with each hand. The sensation caused me to take a deep breath.

I just watched her hands working my dick, it was a feeling that I could never accomplish myself, and the orgasm would just as impressive. I expanded my view of the situation, taking in everything that was happening. The visual aspect was equally as arousing, as the physical sensation.

My mother was in her early 30s and wasn't very tall, maybe 5'3". She had a slender build and decent curves that, as her son, I'd never noticed before. But now as I watched her standing at the side of the bed, leaning over my lap, steadily working her hands up and down my cock, I noticed her attractive features.

She was wearing a nightgown that was pretty much a long shirt, that only went down a little past her butt. I looked her up and down, starting with her legs. They were short, not those long legs that you always hear about. But they were smooth and nice looking, free from scars or veins that older women tend to have. Her butt was hidden under the gown, and I was only seeing it from the side, but it wasn't flat or fat. My eyes moved up to her breasts. They were covered, but with her leaning forward combined the motion of her arms, I could make out the swaying and bouncing underneath the fabric. As a teenage boy, I loved boobs, so staring at a pair of them so intently (albeit under a shirt) along with the feeling of my mom working my morning wood for my first orgasm of the day, really put me over the top.

I scratched at the bed, unable to control myself. My mom looked over at me, for some indication that I was ready to cum. She caught me looking at her chest, but made no comment, she only asked "are you almost there?" I nodded my head rapidly, my body starting to squirm. She looked back at what she was doing, learning into it a little more as she picked up the pace. And as I had done the night before, I just let it go. And just as it had happened the night before, I once again blew my load onto my mother. The first several shots hit her right in the face, causing her to squint her eyes shut to avoid getting the warm jizz in them. Other shots landed on her nightgown, arms, hair, and all over the bed and myself. As the streams of cum finished erupting form the tip of my dick, my mother gripped it tightly and pulled upward, squeezing out what remained, spilling it onto her already covered hands.

I couldn't move. My mouth hung open. I must've looked like I was in pain, but I wasn't. The exact opposite actually. The orgasms my mother had given me were the most intense and pleasurable experiences I had ever had.

My mom didn't move either, she just stood there, both hands welded to my rod. She was still looking down at it, only her eyes were shut, her mouth pressed into a tight little grin. She must've been contemplating what to do next. Finally she released me. Her hands just sort of dangling over me, dripping. She grasped at the front of her gown, trying to find a dry spot to use. She settled on the bottom hem at her left side, the side closest to me. She pulled it up to her face wiping the goo from her eyes first.

This was my first glimpse of her boobs... well NEAR glimpse, and it was only partial under-boob, but it was still hot. She cleaned her left eye enough to open it and looked at me, again catching me looking at her chest. I immediately looked away. She smiled, "so I take it that was good for you?" She asked.

"Ya, definitely!" My eyes widened and I nodded quickly, showing my enthusiasm.

"Well let's get cleaned up." She turned and walked towards the bathroom, wiping her hands off on the sides and back of her nightgown. "So Adam, have you seen breasts in person before?" She called from inside the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on..

"Um, no." replied. There was a moment of silence.

"Alright, well you need to get cleaned up anyways, come hop in the shower with me."

My eyes widened. I sat up, pulled my pajarna bottoms completely off, and got off the bed. I walked to the bathroom carefully, trying

to avoid dripping my cum all over. My patents bathroom had one

of those showers with the glass door. It was already fogged up, so

I could only see the shadowy figure of my mother.