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The Penis Problem - Pt. 02

A full-blown incestuous affair ensues when I continue to play with my son's willy.

The events of the previous day had been like a dream for me. It was unfathomable to even think I had stripped off my sixteen-year-old son’s clothes, laid him across my lap, and tossed him off while he sucked and played with my titties. I managed to convince myself that it was done as a necessity, rather than for pleasure. After all, Alex had a tight foreskin and I was merely helping him to ease the tightness while making sure his balls were emptied. His tight foreskin had been causing him difficulty masturbating and it was a motherly duty I had played out, a duty any loving mother would have performed. It was certainly not done for means of pleasure.

Who was I trying to kid? I loved every minute of it, and so did Alex. Those events from the previous day had been replaying in my mind all day. So much so that I had to leave work early.

Now I was sitting at home, perusing the incest category on Lush Stories, working myself up into a frenzy of sexual excitement. Every story I read made me recall the events from the previous day. I was reliving that moment over and over, feeling my pussy dripping with excitement. As a special treat to myself, I spread my legs wide and perched my feet upon my computer desk before delving into the soft peach slices of my pubic mound. Thoughts of ripping off Alex’s clothes and playing with his genitals dominated my mind as I strummed myself to ecstasy.

It was an hour later, while I was sitting at my computer wearing just a bathrobe, when Alex returned home from school. I didn’t waste any time. As he stood at the kitchen sink pouring a glass of water, I snuck up behind him, reached around his waist and squeezed the bulge at his crotch. To Alex’s shock, I unfastened his belt and, without a moment’s hesitation, slipped my hand down the front of his trousers and into his underpants.

It was warm and moist inside his underpants. My hand was a little cold and I heard Alex gasp at the sudden contact. Alex blushed as I reached right down, my hand smoothing slowly over his cock before cradling his dangling scrotum. I felt him shiver as I moved the delicate balls around within the sack. The shock of my hand fondling his testies made his ball bag pucker up and go tight and wrinkly.

“I think these plums need empting again, Alex,” I said in a serious tone.

I fondled his balls gently for a moment, tickling the tender testicles with the tips of my fingers, before taking hold of the shaft of his willy and gently easing back the foreskin. I heard him gasp as I held his cock, the foreskin held back tight, feeling it pulse as I moved my fingers from side to side to brush the exposed head of his of his flaccid penis against the material of his underwear.

He jumped and juddered, then sucked in through clenched teeth and said, “Argh, God damn, that’s so sensitive!”

“Oh, dear,” I said, covering the helmet with the foreskin and releasing his penis. “It wasn’t that sensitive yesterday. What’s happened?”

“I think it’s a little sore.”

“Let me take a look.”

He closed his eyes and placed his hands on his head as I knelt before him and casually hooked my fingers into the waistband of his trousers and underpants before whipping them down to his ankles. Without a moment’s thought, I grasped his penis between thumb and forefinger and deftly drew back the foreskin to reveal the shinny bellend for me to study. Examining him, I saw the mushroom head looked a little sore.

“I think you’ve got a little friction burn on your helmet,” I explained. “I have some special cream that will ease the soreness. I also have some lube that will help us get that foreskin moving back and forth when you get a hard-on.”

I took hold of his cock between thumb and forefinger and proceeded to pump my fingers up and down several times, rolling the foreskin back and forth, quickly bringing him to a semi-erection.

“Ooh, be gentle,” he implored. “You know how tight the foreskin gets when I have a stiffy.”

“Come with me, Alex,” I said, gently tapping his swelling penis with the tips of my fingers. “Step out of those trousers and underpants and join me upstairs. There’s plenty to be getting on with.”

Glancing behind me as we climbed the stairs, I smiled as his semi-erect cock swung from side to side, slapping against his thighs as he walked. I still couldn’t believe how beautiful his penis was. So smooth and delicate, I’d never seen a willy so cute-looking.

As we reached the upstairs landing, I slipped the bathrobe from my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor to expose my naked body to Alex’s widened eyes.

“Jesus! You’re naked,” he gasped, his eyes lighting up and his face blushing bright red.

“Yes,” I said casually as I gestured for him to enter the bathroom. “It’s just bare skin, darling. Let’s not get carried away. I’m not getting my clothes wet, just because you feel awkward.”

Alex sauntered past me into the bathroom, his face filled with both shock and embarrassment as his eyes fixed on my plump tits.

I was getting frustrated, eager to see him in all his naked glory. “Come on, let’s get a move on. Let’s have you naked and in that shower so I can wash your body and play with your willy.” I slapped him smartly upon his buttocks as he crossed my path.

“Fucking hell,” he giggled.

As he entered the bathroom, he stood staring at my naked body for a moment, before I reminded him it was time to remove his clothes. Smiling sheepishly and biting on his bottom lip, he stripped off his socks and shirt. We stood silently for a moment, perfectly at ease, casually examining each other’s naked bodies. His eyes were drinking in the neatly groomed triangle between my legs. Mine travelled the length of his scrawny young body, noting every detail of his youthful skin before I gestured for him to follow me into the shower cubicle.

As the water gushed from the showerhead, Alex stood up straight, eyes closed and arms aloft, and let me go to work on his beautiful body. I knelt down and started at his shins and lathered him up to the tops of his thighs. His body trembled with the sensation of my soft hands gently soothing soap over his bare legs. His penis immediately erected fully and stood straight out and upward, barely inches from my face. I stifled the urge to take him in my mouth and instead kissed his willy on the exposed bellend before standing up to soap over his chest.

I suddenly became aware of the sensitivity of his nipples as I rubbed my soapy fingers over them and began tweaking and caressing them sensuously on the pretence of washing his chest. The intimacy of my soft caressing hands washing under his arms and around his chest had him quivering from head to foot. The doe-eyed expression on his face as my playful fingers fondled his nipples was a sure sign he was in a state of sexual arousal.

“Okay, darling, turn round and bend over. I’m going to wash your bottom now. We’ll get that backside of yours nice and clean.”

Alex span around and bent over, resting his arms against the shower cubicle wall with his bottom raised in the air.

“Alex, darling, spread those legs and open your bum cheeks, there’s a good lad.”

He stared down at the tiled floor, his body trembling with anticipation as his hands reached behind and stretched apart his arse cheeks, revealing his tight little sphincter to my view.

He could not help but gasp with shock as my soapy hands rubbed his buttocks. He wriggled and sighed at the intimate contact as I slipped my soft, slippery hand between his parted cheeks and over his hole. My fingers reached right into the crevasse of his arse, making him jump and judder with delight as I vigorously slid my hand back and forth. His hips bucked wildly when I scored a fingernail over the tight rosebud of his sphincter before slipping the tip of my forefinger into his anus.

“That’s good, Alex. Now rest your arms against the cubicle wall and get those legs spread wider so I can get to work on your cock and balls.”

As he complied with my request, I snaked an arm around his waist and leaned over him and held him firmly with my hand flat against his stomach. With my other hand, I reached down between his legs and located his dangling genitals. He jumped like he’d received an electric shock as I took a firm grasp on his penis and stretched the foreskin back as far as it would go before massaging soap into his engorged cockhead.

“Oh, yeah, that feels nice,” he gasped and his hips jerked involuntarily at the sudden sensuous contact of my warm hand gently rubbing soap around the sensitive rim of his exposed helmet. He trembled and shook as I washed his penis thoroughly, before reaching for the loosened ball bag and gently tugging on his tender scrotum, then carefully rolling the soft balls between my nimble fingers, kneading and fiddling his testies.

Once again, my slender fingers moved and took a firm hold of the stiff rod and, noticing it had become nicely lubricated from the soap, proceeded to jerk the foreskin up and down the shaft in quick succession until he was squirming with delight.

“There we go,” I said excitedly. “That should loosen your foreskin a little.”

“It feels too nice,” he gasped. “You’re gonna make me…”

I suddenly felt his penis begin to throb uncontrollably and his body tremble at the exotic sensation as an impending orgasm surged through his young body. I took my hand away from his most intimate area, hoping I was not too late and Alex would not ejaculate. I didn’t want him to ejaculate – at least not yet.

He stood up straight and groaned with discontent as the orgasmic feeling in his loins subsided. I grabbed the showerhead and directed it at his genitals, dousing his cock and balls with the gushing water and rinsing the soap from his body. All the while Alex stared at my naked body and, without warning, his hands reached out for my breasts and squeezed. He kneaded them and drew out my long nipples from their dark surroundings, caressing them, each one in turn, pressing and pulling at my erect teats. He flattened his hands to encompass every inch, squeezing hard one moment, fondling tenderly the next. I had driven my son into a sexual frenzy like nothing I’d ever seen before. The look in his eyes was almost wild. His hands were still fondling my breasts as we stepped out of the shower.

I wasn’t surprised to see Alex stand with his back arched and feet astride and his hands on top of his head, almost begging me to rub the rough towel over his throbbing cock and plump bollocks. I fetched a towel before putting it to work on his body.

As I dried his chest, I made sure the bottom edge of the towel constantly grazed the sensitive tip of his member. Then I sank to my knees before taking hold of his penis and rubbing it dry. I repeated the procedure with his testicles and he grunted with pleasure as I rubbed the towel over his soft plums, the sudden movement making his aroused penis slap against his thighs and tummy.

Dropping the towel, I deftly took a firm hold of his penis, leaned forward, slipped back the foreskin and kissed the swollen helmet. He groaned as my mouth made contact and his seeping arousal coated my lips. Ah, slippery pre-cum.

“Please, put it in your mouth and suck it,” he implored.

I looked up at him, just before he grabbed the back of my head and thrust his rampant rod between my lips.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” he repeated over and over again as I gently suckled the first drops of sticky fluid from its pulsating head. I grabbed hold of his hips as he lost control, thrusting himself into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with every forward thrust. His fingers were digging into my scalp and he used my head for momentum, grabbing at my hair and choking me with his cock.

As he ejaculated into my mouth and I tasted my son’s salty, red-hot sperm, I smiled inwardly, happy in the knowledge that things were progressing quicker than I expected.

Tomorrow I may introduce him to the soft peach between my legs, or maybe give him a prostate massage, I thought with a smile.

***

When I woke the following morning, I was shocked yet pleasantly surprised to feel someone beneath my bed sheet playing with my pussy. I felt tentative fingers probing my fuckhole, tugging my labia, twiddling my clit.

“Oh yeah,” I whispered with delight.

I pulled back the bed sheet slightly to find Alex between my legs, lying on his front with a look of concentration on his face. Such was his captivation with my pussy, he hadn’t even noticed I had woken. I allowed him to indulge himself for a good ten minutes before he got bored and lay down flat on top of me. I was still feigning sleep, my eyes closed and breathing deeply.

I felt the warmth radiating from his body and his erection mashed against my upper thigh. He turned his attention to my large breasts, mauling my tit flesh with his hands and sucking furiously at my rubbery teats. He was ravaging my tits like a madman, grunting and groaning and making sucking and slurping sounds.

After a few minutes, he repositioned himself between my legs so his stiff penis was mashed against my pubic mound. His hips began swaying and jerking, the tip of his cock prodding and probing and rubbing all over my mound and labia. My heart leapt in my chest when I realised he was trying to sink his cock into my soppy-wet cunt.

It went on for a few minutes, Alex trying to stick his cock inside me. He grew frustrated and began grunting. Finally, I intervened and took hold of his member. I caressed the tip of his cock and was pleased to find that his foreskin was fully retracted and snagged behind the rim of the glans, leaving the sensitive mushroom head fully exposed.

I smoothed my fingers around his bellend for few seconds, smearing his pre-cum around, getting it nice and slippery for its maiden voyage inside my wet and willing cunt.

Once satisfied that he was lubricated, I held his erection at the base between thumb and forefinger and flicked it up and down my pussy slit, grazing the head of his cock against the wet entrance. His body bucked and quivered as I rubbed the head of his willy over my cunt. I guessed he was tingling all over, loving the exotic sensations I was eliciting from his body.

As I continued to tease the tip of his cock over my entrance, I reached over to my bedside table, to a tub of lube with the top off, and scooped a big blob of lube onto my forefinger. I reached down to his buttocks and used my lubed finger to tease his butthole. Aiming his cock level with my fuckhole, I slipped a finger between the crack of his bottom and thrust my finger straight up his anus. His body thrust forward with the shock of it and his cock rammed forward, burying deep inside my body.

“Come on, Alex, fuck me,” I whispered in his ear.

He pumped into me, fucking me deep and hard as though his life depended on it. My forefinger explored his arse before curling up against the prostate and massaging it with a firm motion. His body convulsed violently as if he’d received an electric shock; his mouth hung open as if gasping for air while his cock erupted inside my pussy. I felt the gooeyness build inside me as my son filled me with sticky cum.

When he was spent, he lay with his face buried in my tits. I stroked his back with my fingers, bestowing feathery light caresses over his skin. I whispered loving endearments in his ear, telling him how happy I was that he felt confident enough to join me in my bed and fuck me. I told him he could do it whenever he wanted, and could sleep in my bed every night if he liked. We agreed that he would concentrate more at school and leave the girls alone, and, in return, he could use my body to satisfy his sexual urges.

I’ve kept up the foreskin stretching exercises and Alex’s foreskin moves up and down much easier now. We’ve also been fucking regularly for a few months. We share the same bed every night when my husband’s working away. Even sometimes when I’m asleep, Alex will play with my pussy while rubbing his cock against my legs or back and spray a rope of cum over my body. I wake up some mornings in a real sticky mess. But I love it, and wouldn’t have it any other way.

You may think that the relationship I have with my son is a little unconventional or odd. Well think again. Mothers are doing these things with their sons all over the world. It’s been going on in some Asian countries for generations. It’s prevalent worldwide, mothers giving their teenage boys full body massages to calm them down, relieve tension, help them nod off at night.

And then there’s cases of mothers who gratify their sons’ sexual urges to stop them going out and meeting dirty girls and lazing around their bedrooms masturbating to porn, when they should be studying for exams.

As mothers, we have a responsibility to equip our boys with the necessary tools to achieve and succeed in life. How can we expect our sons to learn and sit exams when all they can think about is sex? Alex is much happier now. Plus he has excelled at school and he says he doesn’t want a girlfriend.

I expect he’ll be living with me for quite some time. But, when he does find a lady and moves out, I am satisfied that I can pass my boy on with a mother’s pride, happy in the knowledge that I’m sending him out into the world fecund, potent, and good at sex.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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