Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

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Her breasts felt soft, and he could feel the hard nubs of her nipples even through her bra. He gave them a little squeeze even though he felt guilt about feeling up his mom and liking it so much. She didn't have large breasts, but they were enough to fill his hands. He was overcome with an urge to slide his hands under her blouse, her bra, experience them completely, but caught himself before he moved. She's your mom.

Then her movements slowed, and she sagged against him. She was slick against him, where their skin touched, and he could feel the heat coming off her body. He dropped one hand to her crotch, massaged her there, easing her back to the real world. Whenever she exhaled, she made a sound like a cat purring. That made Stan feel good. Again, he'd helped his mom experience a release she really needed.

She hugged him tight, her pelvis hardly moving now as he continued to stroke it. "Mmmmm. That was good." She crooned into his ear. Her breath puffing against him sent vibrations through him.

"I'm glad you liked it."

"What about you?"

"What do you mean?"

As though emboldened now that they had shared this again, she slid her hand down and let it rest on his erection. "You think I couldn't feel that?"

"Mom,--" Stan started to protest but she his words off.

"You've brought me to orgasm twice now. I know it's leaving you with your own feelings. I want to help you."

"I can--,"

think I don't know what you've been doing in your room these past few days? It's obviously giving you about as much relief as my rubbing was giving me, or you wouldn't need to do it over and over.

it impossible for him to speak. As though taking his silence as agreement, she squeezed him again, rubbed her hand along the length of him. He couldn't help but press back. It felt so good. Sweat broke out, cool

beside him, her hand never

skin of his cock. Swollen with blood as it was, it was

said, sitting up. "Let's get him out here, out of those tight pants." Fear stabbed through Stan. She wants to see my cock? And when it's so hard? The thought both terrified and excited him. What if she laughs at me? She won't. You know you have a pretty good size dick. None of the

fingers around his shaft. He sucked in a quick breath. It felt amazing. He was worried he might come right away. His cock throbbed, but held its load. She pulled him

emotion rushed through him. He placed one hand on her hand that was gripping him.

his hands slipped around her body. "But that was through your clothes. This is real."

little. The motion resulted in a hard contraction in his cock. He worried again that he was going to cum too quick. "You got a nice penis, Stan." Then she started stroking him and that became the only thing in his

his breathing growing deeper and deeper as the sensations washed through

saying. After a moment, he focussed. Lubricant, she's asking about lubricant. He had some, but it was in his room, and he didn't want

taking his cock in her mouth to slick it with her saliva without spitting on it. Her movement was so quick that Stan couldn't

felt horror at what he was doing but couldn't stop himself from holding her head, thrusting into her, jetting his hot semen into her. He couldn't speak, just moan as he unloaded again and again in the most intense orgasm he had

"It's done," he said.

not what I was intending, but I think you enjoyed it, and that's what I wanted." She continued