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A Day on the Dunes

Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: guy120, Rating: 97, Source: xHamster

evidently I wasn’t the only one that thought of this little encounter as. . . . . .more than medical. “Are you implying that I might be doing something besides administering first-aid?” I asked lightheartedly. I tried hard not to smile; fully aware that I still held the head of my son’s dick with my fingers. “No-No. I mean…I didn’t mean. . .” “Calm down Sweetie. I’m just teasing.” I told him. I thought about the times I’d looked up at a man from this position before. Men seemed to really enjoy it. And quite frankly, I’ve seen a few pictures that my ex. had taken of me doing exactly that and I thought I looked pretty sexy. “Maybe you shouldn’t think so highly of yourself.” I thought, “ That was a long time ago.” Then... I felt it move. It tugged at my fingers, as if it were pulling away from me, then twitched. I tried to ignore it. “Do your balls feel Ok?” I asked him as I went back to the task at hand. He shook his head ‘yes’ slowly. “I have to check everywhere... “ I nodded my head towards his dick. “...Ok?” He shook his head again and I let his large balls slide out of my hand to get another antiseptic wipe, my eyes never leaving his dick. It twitched again. And once again my stomach fluttered. It looked like his dick was responding to my touch but the look on his face told me he was trying hard not to let it happen. I could have stopped... ...but I didn’t. I opened another antiseptic wipe and started to softly rub his balls with the tissue. “Mom?” I looked up, waited for ... him to continue, but he didn’t. He looked like he might be in pain. “Does it hurt?” I was pretty sure it didn’t. I believed he was just embarrassed by the fact that he was getting aroused. His mother squatting down in front of him, in her skimpy jean shorts and bathing suit top, with her hard nipples pushing at the thin material, was having a reaction and he was trying so hard not to let it happen. I should be telling you that’s where it ended, that I just stopped, but that wasn’t the case. This was the time that I should have realized that this whole thing had gotten out of control, that I should be ashamed of myself for the way I was acting, the turn my thoughts had taken, the pleasure that I was feeling, the place I found myself…But none of that happened. “Steve...” “Yeah...” I let the tip of his penis fall from my grasp, “Should I stop?” I asked softly, desperately hoping he wouldn’t tell me I should. He licked his dry lips, whispered ‘n-no’ timidly and looked around as if making sure no one heard him. “Ya know Steven…” I whispered to him from my squatting position near his dick, one hand on the front of his thigh, the elbow of my other arm resting on one knee, the wipe still in my hand. I took a second, “…It would be a lot easier to check your... ...your dick...” I paused again while I considered my words, “ ...if maybe you just let it happen.” I told him matter-of-factly, fully aware of the implications as I squatted in front of my naked son waiting for a response. “Let ...