Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1101

Mom's Touch But Don't Look Policy:>Ep6

I turned on the movie. Almost immediately, I felt Mom's warm palm touch my bare leg. There was no pretense this time. She went straight for my shorts and pulled them down. Then she grabbed my hard cock.

"Mom," I said.

"What dear?" Mom asked.

"You're doing it," I said, "Again."

"Are you sure?" Mom asked, a mirror of the night before.

"Pretty sure," I said.

"Really," Mom said. She pulled her hands out so I could see them. Her wedding ring glinted in the basement lights. "You're super sure about that? Because I want to make certain we understand each other. This thing you say is happening, does it feel good?"

I had to concede that it did. It felt amazing.

"Good," Mom said, "But here's the thing. If I was doing what you say, that would be wrong. Moms aren't supposed to do those kinds of things with their sons. So, I would have to stop.

"But if you don't know what I'm doing. If neither of us is certain, then who's to say what's going on? It might be nothing at all. And that amazing thing you like so much can keep happening."

My mother smiled at me, a little twinkle in her bright blue eyes. Did I tell you my mom was beautiful? She was fricking gorgeous.

"If it's under the blanket," I said, "Then it's OK."

Mom tilted her head slightly, like she hoped it would help me think harder.

"Because this thing that I'm feeling could be anything," I said, "I'd have to look to be sure."

"You would," Mom said.

just don't have the energy to

slid her hands back under the blanket. As soon as

if nothing is happening, we shouldn't be making

of the hand that

me up and down, languid. Unlike the previous day's urgency, my mother took her time, gradually teasing and building as we watched TV together. "You're not doing me like

actually feels really good,"

her strokes. I choked out a little groan, doing my best to keep it under control as Mom had told me. I reached my peak a moment later,

you pause the movie for a moment?" Mom asked. "I seem to have gotten something on

I said. Mom smiled at me. She

got up

*

waiting for me. We went outside and started to jog through the neighborhood. Spring was in full force, plants budding, the ground wet with morning dew. The streets, though,

me. She was wearing tight, black leggings and a blue tank top. Her

me quite the

I'm not in shape

old Mom will

need to stop saying you're old, OK? You're young, your body is in fantastic shape, you're super beautiful,

to blush. Rather than respond, I picked up

the master. Then we both met up for breakfast. Mom had poured out granola for both

possible, but I think I'm done with raunchy comedies," Mom said,

jerk me off every night till the end of the quarantine. It was silly of me to expect

should start watching

said, "That sounds

me a

dinner that night, I came downstairs to find Mom was already waiting for me, sitting under the

I asked, looking up

"Trust me," Mom said.

on. Sure enough, Mom reached over and put her hand on my bare leg. A moment later, it was

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