If he felt anything, he was sexually excited this his mother was intently watching him having sex while he imagined having sex with her. He was sexually excited that she watched him getting an imaginary blowjob from her. He was sexually excited that his mother stayed to stare at his naked, erect prick.
Now that she was still in his room watching, hoping she wouldn’t leave but would stay to watch him cum, he wanted to cum for his mother. He needed to cum for his mother. In the way that he’d love to watch and hear his mother cum, he wanted this mother to watch and hear him cum.
He wondered if she imagined that he was having sex with her in the way that he was imagining having sex with her while masturbating himself so very many times. He was curious what her reaction was to witnessing him masturbating himself. With his mother so straight laced, morally modest, and somewhat religious, he wondered what she’d say when broaching the subject with her later. He wondered what she’d say about the huge elephant in the living room or like everything else, if she’d pretend him having imagined sex with Susan in front of her never happened.
Yet, now that she was still there standing in his room and staring, he wondered if she was just as sexually aroused watching him having sex with himself as he was sexually aroused with her watching him having sex with himself. He wondered if his mother masturbated in the way that he was always masturbated. If she does play with herself, he wondered if his mother masturbated over him, in the way that he masturbated over her. He’d love it if he was making his mother sexually excited enough to masturbate herself.
Maybe later, with his sexual show inspiring her incestuous thoughts and forbidden feelings, she’d masturbate herself over all that she saw of him. Maybe later, she’d allow him to catch her masturbating in the way that he allowed her to catch him masturbating. Maybe later, with his sexual show inspiring her incestuous thoughts and forbidden feelings, she’d want to have sex with him too. Maybe later she’d want him to finger and lick her pussy before making love and fucking her pussy. Maybe later, she’d want to stroke his cock before sucking his cock. If only she would, then he would too.
‘I love you, Mommy,’ he thought.
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“I’m cumming, Sue. I’m cumming. I need to make you my woman. I need to make you my sexy bitch. I need to make you my sexual slave. I need to make you my cum slut,” he said. “Suck me, Susan. Blow me. I need to cum in your mouth, Susan. I need to cum all over your beautiful face, in your hair, and across your naked breasts. I need to give you a cum bath. I love you, Mom. I love you,” he said.
Hoping to elicit a reaction from his mother with his dirty talk, determined to cum for his mother, he stroked himself faster and harder. Then, when she breathlessly voiced her approval, he couldn’t believe he ever so quietly heard her voice her sexual excitement. Obviously, he had gotten to her. Obviously, exposing his naked, erect prick to her while stroking himself and calling out her name was enough to illicit a verbally, sexually excited response from her.
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