Stuck in her trap, mom then put her right hand on my shaft and stroked gingerly as I groaned not believing my luck. Moving her hand up to my glands she then covered my tip with her palm the slowly rolled back my foreskin, as I groaned even more with pleasure which caused my feet to tremble on the floor of the bath. Coldish air touched my exposed glands as mom then gripped more tightly and started wanking me off in a precise and orderly rhythm. As I knelt there at mom’s mercy I thought about what was happening to me not actually believing it, if someone just 24 hours ago had said to me that in the next day I’d be kneeling naked over my also naked mom while she wanked me I’d would’ve laughed it off as a thought of a fantasist, but here I was living the dream of every schoolboy.
Over the course of the next few minutes mom brought me to the edge of orgasm repeatedly then just as I was about to cum, stopped, sending me delirious with pre orgasmic waves as mom “Forced Wanked” me into submission. I couldn’t quite comprehend how mom could know how to do this being a married woman. Breathing heavily as mom continued wanking I felt waves of pleasure travel around my body. Although it felt extremely naughty, it felt like all my wishes had come true. How many boys my age anywhere would get a chance like this, not a single one by my reckoning so I was going to enjoy it with all my worth.
Getting on for about 10 minutes, it was then that mom moved up the pace and gripped me even harder. Looking at me mom encouraged me to cum.
“Come on! . . . come on! . . . cum for me! . . . you can do it! . . . come on! . . . you can do it! . . .cum for ya mom! . . . cum for ya mom!”
Feeling cum flowing into my balls I groaned loudly. “Aaahhh! . . . aaahhh! . . . aaahhh! . . . mom . . . I’m cummin! . . . I’m cummin! . . . mom! . . . ya making me cum!”
My body convulsed as mom’s wanking and her vocal encouragement brought me off, my legs clenched repeatedly against mom’s thighs making a slapping sound ring around the bathroom as they did. My back arched and I gasped for breath as mom continued to stroke my cock as cum shot out of me towards mom’s camel’s hoof, making sure I was spent and wouldn’t suffer blue-balls for a day or so.
Collapsing on top of mom, mom desperately trying to stop the pair of us from falling out of the bath I began to recover, a sex flush covering my chest.
“Well done, I bet you needed that didn’t ya Mat?”
Nodding as I couldn’t speak for getting my breath back, I looked at mom’s front and watched my cum running slowly down through mom’s pubes. Then all of a sudden mom squealed
“Eeeeehhhh!” and dropping her thighs quickly to let me go of her embrace said
“You’ll have to move, ya cum’s dribbling all over my fanny and tickling me!” With that mom moved me away from her so she could have a quick shower to get rid of my remnants of pleasure, leaving me there at the end of the bath to recover more and think about what mom had just done to me.
Watching mom wash herself down I felt 10 feet tall and as high as a kite and of course empty from mom’s help. After her turn mom then gave me another quick wash around my crotch area trying her hardest not trying to get me erect again then we both got out of the bath and got dried. First dressing herself she then walked me into the front room naked and then dressed my in one of the other clean pairs of p.j’s.