Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1100

Mom's Touch But Don't Look Policy:>Ep5

I froze. I didn't want to say anything, afraid it might break the spell. Mom was still watching television. If she had any idea what she was doing, touching, she didn't show it.

My breath was shallow. I couldn't focus on anything. Just Mom's warm hand on my dick. Finally, I knew I had to say something. If she'd grabbed me by accident -- it had to be an accident -- I needed to tell her. "Mom, you're touching me," I said, "You know. Down there."

"Am I?" Mom said. For the first time she turned to look at me. She was smiling coyly. I thought she was playing around. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," I said, as if the word was synonymous with 'duh.'

"How do you know?" Mom asked, still grinning, "Can you see?"

Instinctively, I reached to lift up the blanket, but Mom forcefully held it down with her other hand.

"Nuh-uh-uh, no peeking," she said. I felt her hand move, and for a moment I was overcome with both relief and regret. All Mom did, though, was move up slightly, find the waistband of my mesh shorts, and pull them down till my dick popped free.

My mother -- the woman who'd given birth to me, raised me, cared for me my entire life -- grabbed my bare cock and squeezed.

I groaned.

"Are you OK, dear?" Mom asked, casual.

"Um, yes," I said, "Yup."

grip a little, then began to stroke

"You're um..."

She didn't slow her movement one bit. If

the less I could

"What does?" Mom asked.

doing,"

am I doing, exactly?"

through the increasing pleasure, I gave my mother an incredulous

what you think is going on," Mom

um, well, you're stroking me off," I

Mom said, "But unless we look, we truly

dick like a master. With Cassie, a hand job took a long time, and I'd have to stop her a few times and correct her motion. My Mom had me near

noises during sex, but Mom was dragging them out of me. "Mom, I'm

shushed me. She met my eyes. And in that moment, with my mother

ecstasy sharper

I said, stupidly, sinking back into

looking at

moment later, she got up to go

*

morning, I woke up on Dad's couch. I didn't remember falling asleep there. But I definitely recalled what had happened

remembered couldn't have happened. After I got changed, I went out for my first morning run of quarantine. Mom was already in

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