1. Growing


    Date: 11/3/2014, Categories: First Time, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: stachulski, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I got you a Yoo-Hoo and a piece of pie, you’ve been working all day…’ I turned over; it was Saturday afternoon and I was lying on my bed, with my headphones on, listening to The Beatles’ White Album. I had my back to the door, which is why I hadn’t heard my Mom’s tentative knock. My math assignment was spread on the bed, but I had a copy of Playboy magazine open on top of my papers, and I had my rigid dick in my hand, jacking it frantically to Miss December. My mother registered my look of horror as I realized she was there, but her eyes were immediately drawn to my fist, frozen at my naked groin, my jeans around my thighs. I pulled the magazine over with my other hand to cover my hard on, but dr****g Miss December’s shiny breasts over it hardly made me look more decent. ‘Mom…!’ ‘Honey, I, I…’ Then she started giggling, I guess she’d had a glass or two of wine – something she tended to do a little more these days to help her relax when she wasn’t at work. ‘Honey, you are so sweet. Don’t be shy; I’m your Mom. I’ve seen it before; I’ve cleaned it and powdered it and wrapped it in a fresh diaper a thousand times. Admittedly, it’s a lot bigger than it used to be, but you’re almost a man now. You’ll start your senior year in the fall, and you’ll soon be thinking about leaving me to go to college.’ ‘Mom. Stop staring!’ ‘Oh honey, calm down. Put that magazine away, let me see you.’ She sat on the bed next to me. She had obviously been in the tub whilst drinking her wine, as she ...
    smelled freshly perfumed and was wearing a sheer blue nightdress kind of thing, with nothing at all on underneath it. The bathrobe over it had fallen open as she sat. Much to my shame, my dick remained as rigid as it had been when I was jacking it, my Mom’s dark areolae were, at that moment, even more stimulating than Miss December 1969’s, the delightful Gloria Root. ‘Honey! Are you staring at my breasts?’ She asked in mock horror ‘Gee…I…I…’ I spluttered, going even redder in my face. ‘Don’t apologize, I’m flattered that a handsome and, um virile, young man, such as yourself, would find me attractive.’ She put her hands under her breasts and lifted them, pushing them against the almost transparent fabric, the better for me to see them. ‘Not too bad, huh?’ Then she stood, shrugging off the bathrobe and whisked the nightdress over her head, standing there as naked as my s****r had done a few years earlier. I was speechless, I could think of absolutely nothing to say. She swayed a little and turned a little this way and that so that I could admire her full, but still firm, breasts, her smooth round thighs, her gently curved belly, and the glorious dark triangle hiding her secret place. ‘What’s the matter honey? Cat got your tongue?’ Insanely, I was still clutching my dick, which was now throbbing even more with sexual excitement. ‘Need help with that?’ She gestured with her eyes at my groin, ‘You seem to have stopped being able to rub it.’ With that, she sat down again, gently ...
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