Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep20

***The Game Changer***

Can I jerk off on you?

That was such a stupid thing to ask my mother.

I sat on the couch, my mind empty and my cock raging hard, but I didn't bother touching it. I wanted to grab ahold of that big fucker. God damn it, I wanted to. A good jerk was something I could use right now. Why did we ever start this? Why did I let it get this far? Jenna's dad wasn't going to do anything to me. This was a big waste of time, and even worse--much worse--this had made things strange around my mother. What the fuck had she been thinking?

So much for pushing her, you pussy, my cock said to me, the accusation in his voice throwing shame at me from all directions. You fucking Momma's boy!

My phone buzzed with an incoming text. I grabbed it--it was from my mother--and it read, Bring me a glass of wine.

My heart sped up, and a hollow boom echoed within my chest. I tingled all over. What did this mean? Was Mom going to end it? Or was Mom going to--

Get the wine, my cock shouted at me, and that's what I did, striding to the kitchen with long steps as my cock bobbed up and down and side-to-side. I grabbed her glass, made sure it was full, and jogged upstairs, aware of how hard and stiff my cock felt. How long it felt. How thick it felt. I was proud of my size, but at that moment, I didn't have a cock between my legs; I had a redwood that I was about to turn into a battering ram.

No. I slowed down as I reached Mom's bedroom door. Not a battering ram. What an asshole I could be--driving my mother to her room. I didn't know what was going to happen in my parents' bedroom, but I had pushed my mother as far as I was willing to, no matter what. (So I had thought at the time.) What had I been thinking? She was my mother.

tried the knob, I found it locked. I knocked again, harder than before, but not too hard--hard enough to

glory. My cock, still hard, suffered an involuntary jerk that drew Mom's glassy

she said. "But, you can't go to Jenna after this." She paused. "For

right, what? She couldn't be saying what I thought she was saying, not after walking away from me. All right, what? I only wanted

her eyes tightening, but her voice came out meek and resigned. "You can jerk off on me." Mom's eyes glanced downward again. "On my butt, over my

Oh, those fucking words.

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again, and this time the spasm registered on my face. Mom looked at me one more time--her little boy--and what I saw in her eyes told me that she didn't see

her left right hand. Mom crawled across her bed, prowling, her knees sliding forward, and her white-clad pussy bulge rolling between her thighs.

Holy fuck.

gathering saliva as I walked across the threshold to my parents' bedroom. A tingle ran through my skin. This was my mother's room. My father's room. This is where my father slid his cock into my mother on a nightly basis. He'd go into her mouth or between her fingers, or

lets her son

My prick had never been this hard before. I stopped at the edge of Mom's bed, breathing hard as my heartbeat rose and my skin tingled. There was a choice to be made here, and I made it, first pushing my basketball shorts down my legs and over

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monstrous proportions. I knew that I was big, but right now, I looked downright dangerous with this dick jutting out from below my waist and... my shirt. My shirt. I was standing only in my shirt, like some rapey-perv who was afraid to get naked. I

me, I thought, but Mom