Cumming of Age
Thursday started out normal and remained so until after dinner. The girls were in their rooms, nestled in their beds, Mollie had seen to them. Julie was reading a book, Mary drowsy and would be dreaming soon. Bill was watching a favorite TV show of his and she checked to see how Billy was doing. What Billy was doing was being done naked on top of the sheets. He had ‘The Picture’ in front of him, his favorite, and she should have knocked, knowing what he had been getting up to lately. Well, he was definitely up to it now, and that was UP in capitals. The pink scrotum was showing between his thighs and his fingers were working the muscle that arose from the base of his abdomen.
“Mom!” he exclaimed in surprise, but without any embarrassment of shyness. She closed the door instinctively.
“I see you are having a personal moment, Honey, I’ll leave.”
“Mom! Can I see your tits again?”
“Oh, Babe, I don’t think that I should take my nightgown off, what if your father comes looking for me?” Again she felt like they were sharing a private kind of bonding moment, but she couldn’t risk the disrobing right now.
“Lift your nightie up then, I want to see if you look like my picture down there!” Well that could be done quickly she figured, just a flash of pussy ought to be enough to satisfy her satyr son. She lifted her hem. “Come close so I can get a good look, mom.” She stepped toward him. As she moved she could tell she was getting lubricated down there. She continued to go to his bed and then sat next to her son who lay there without a stitch on and royally erect. He looked at her then to the magazine then back to her crotch. Mollie felt a little jealous of the model in the photo, but Mollie thought she was sexier than the gal in the pic! In the spirit of competition with the other woman who her son was viewing, she spread her legs slightly.
Billy’s eyes got big and she opened herself a little more. She was wet and her rosy gash glistened while her son ran his fingers up and down in a fury. “Cum for mommy, Baby, let mama see her boy shoot his sweet sperm!” That’s all it took to set him off and the spurt flew out so far it landed on her left breast. She naughtily swabbed the dab up with her finger and sucked with her lips, “Mmm, tasty cream!” she said winking at him. Then she leaned forward and kissed him on his cheek. “Now go to sleep, tomorrow your father and I are going to come in and talk to you after your sisters are asleep. I love you Billy, you are a handsome and sexy boy!” With that, she departed.
Billy though, was so keyed up he had to do it again. This time he let the magazine slide to the floor and closed his lids, remembering the awesome sight of his mother’s womanhood. In the morning his wastepaper basket next to his bed had handfuls of tissues.
Friday, after her family had left for school and work, Mollie went about her chores in the home. When she found the basket next to Billy’s bed, she had a flashback to the moments of the evening before. She stripped and lay on his bed and fingered herself, jilling and thinking of her son’s passion, she stuck two fingered inside and imagined it was his penis. She came twice that way. She knew it was only fantasy, but it had a power that she found almost scary. And so tempting.
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