![]() ![]() I felt a slight movement in my dick again. Fuck! The way her ass and legs looked in her black thong, stockings and stilettos was incredibly sexy. ![]() Mom walked over the fireplace, and positioned herself as she had said. "Now, I'm going to stand with my hands resting over the fireplace mantelpiece, with my ass out a bit, and I want you to give my ass cheeks a smack with your hands." "Well, I think I've read about it, but the idea never really turned me on. "As you like my bottom so much, we can do something called spanking. She stood up, putting her wine glass back on the coffee table. "I'm still trying to get used to all this." "I did say you must be more relaxed with me." "Stop that blushing, Jacob," she said sternly, noticing. ![]() I haven't for a long time now, but perhaps you'd like to try." "But these are games that adults sometimes play, and I used to with your father occasionally, when we first married. "Perhaps we can try a few games to get you going," she said, after another pause. Fuck! This was just getting better and better! I felt a twinge in my dick just thinking about it, as mom had said she would show me her pussy and also not raised any objection when I said I'd like to see her asshole and lick it. ![]() I realised mom was referring to the crude things she had asked me to say to her. But perhaps we can help things along by trying a few different things, including what you said you wanted to do to me a few moments ago." I think it might be a while before you can cum, no matter what we do. "Oh, I was just thinking how to best stimulate you again. I looked over at mom and saw her staring at me. We hadn't drunk that much, so I was relaxed, but not so much that it might affect my getting a hard on. I sat down again on the three-seater sofa, picking up my wine glass as I did so. "It's definitely a lot less than before - about half I'd say, which is a good sign," she continued. She'd put the empty semen beaker back on the coffee table for our next session. "I made a note of the amount of cum you produced, whilst you were upstairs," she said. Mom was still topless, and wearing just her black thong and stockings and sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine in one hand. I gave myself a clean in my bathroom, and in double quick time I went back downstairs again. Just being naked like this in front of her in our living room was exciting, and it sent a tingle through me. I noticed mom looking at my dick as I went. I got up, my now limp cock and balls flapping a bit, and started walking out of the room. "And you might as well stay naked for now," she added. I watched her ass sway in her skirt as she walked, and I gulped again."Go and give yourself a quick wash upstairs," said mom after a moment. "I won't be long," she added as she left. She got up, still topless, her boobs swinging freely and sexily in front of her, grabbed her sweater and bra from the back of the chair, and started walking out of the kitchen to go up to her bedroom "Clean yourself up and keep just your boxer shorts on under your gown. "Well, I'm going to change into something suitable to keep you stimulated whilst around the house, she said. And I'm sure you'll dry up by the time I've finished with you today." Surely, you must end up producing less each time by the end of the day? As we've only had 4 sessions per day so far, whilst I was working in the week, I'm sure we can manage more, as it's the weekend. "I can't believe you're still producing this much, as it's your third time today," she said. I seemed to be cumming about the same amount each time, even though this was my third session of the day. then I looked at the beaker like she was doing. It felt great to hear mom say that and I relaxed a bit more. And I did encourage you in a similar way too, which is what women do sometimes to help men cum." I don't mind, as long as you don't get too crude. "That's ok," she said, still looking at the semen-beaker. Then, realising I had sworn in front of mom, I opened my eyes and said, "Oops, sorry mom, I couldn't help saying that." "Fuck, that was good," I said with my eyes half closed, and almost automatically. I flopped back onto the chair, feeling light headed and like I needed to sit down due to the high of my orgasm to recover. Mom carried on pumping me, gripping my dick firmly and milking as much cum out of me as possible, whilst I was still hard.Īfter what seemed like ages, the cum waves finally stopped, and she let go of me. "Uhhhhhhh.," I said out loud, as my cum flooded into the beaker. ![]()
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