Cum for Me (A M/S story)The accident wasn’t all Lisa’s fault, but she carried the guilt with her as she often did with things in her life. The car came out of nowhere and demolished hers with quick v******e. But it wasn’t the car that had her upset. It was what happened to her teenage son, Josh, who was sitting in the passenger seat. Both of his wrists were broken from the impact of the accident. Both arms were put in casts for eight weeks.For the first week, it was like he was a baby again. She had to help him dress and even feed himself. He eventually mastered the ability to hold a spoon and took a liking to drinking shakes and smoothies from a straw that she would make in the blender. Lisa did anything he needed and Josh quickly saw her sympathy guilt was powerful.In the third week, Josh was mostly independent with his needs. Being a typical teenager, his hormones were overactive. But he wasn’t an avid masterbater. Before the accident, Josh had played with himself a few times in the shower and once in a while when home alone. Without a father in the house, there was no one to give “the talk” so Lisa relied on health class in school. Josh basically went off instinct and what he learned on the internet. The two had never talked about sex.After the accident, Josh had several erections over that time but with his wrists and hands stuck in casts and the inability to grip, he knew there wasn’t much he could do about them. He grew more and more frustrated and increasingly horny. Way beyond his usual levels.Josh was watching a movie in the living room when Lisa passed by to announce she was going food shopping. She bent over to kiss his forehead. Josh looked up and his eyes met a clear view of his mother’s cleavage, stuffed into her bra, visible because her blouse hung open as she kissed him. He then inhaled her perfume. As she left, her scent lingered and the visual stuck in his head.Josh’s cock swelled quickly in his shorts. He pushed it down against his thigh, which only stimulated him even more. After a few minutes of trying to focus on the movie, Josh got up. He wandered upstairs and into his mother’s room. His mind was focused on the cleavage he saw. Her large busom hanging right before him.He could smell her perfume in the room. His cock swelled more and this time he let it extend freely. He spotted her hamper in the corner of the room and rummaged through it with his cast-encased hand. With a free finger, he lifted a bra and then a pair of panties. Lisa was 5’4″ and probably north of 140 pounds. In her younger days, she was considered petite, but always had good curves. After having Josh, those curves became more obvious. Her legs and rear became meatier and her breasts grew from C to DD. Lisa still attracted men, but not the kind she wanted.Josh fingered the panties for a few moments and then dropped his nose to the crotch and inhaled. Escort bayan It was a pungent scent, a forbidden one at that. But it electrified his senses. He did it again and teased his cock with his fingers.He needed so badly to cum. His balls churned and his cock ached to be touched. But the casts wouldn’t allow him to grip his shaft. He tried anyway. It was painful. It only made him more frustrated. He didn’t know what hurt more, attempting to grip, which caused pain in his damaged wrist, or the cast in his palm scr****g against his thin-skinned shaft. He sat on his mother’s bed, trying to jerk his cock, winching in pain, groaning with frustration.”Josh?! What are you doing?”He looked up to find Lisa standing at the doorway. He never heard her come back.”Is that my undergarments? Oh Josh, what is going on here?”Josh was in too much pain to even respond. He just gritted his teeth and started panting in frustration. He tried to speak, but he couldn’t. The frustration was overwhelming, compounded by the embarrassment of being caught like this. His cock out, erect, throbbing. Lisa slowly entered the room. Once she realized what he was doing — he was trying to masterbate — she felt sorry for him. As freaked out as she was, her initial reaction was always compassion.”Are you OK? Do you need a moment?”Josh shook his head. He looked defeated. “Your wrists hurt, don’t they?” she asked.He nodded.”You’re frustrated, aren’t you?”Another nod.”It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”He sighed.”Don’t be embarrassed. I’m sorry I startled you.”Josh sat on the bed, looking down. Lisa came over to the bed, tossed her dirty underwear back into the hamper and sat next to him. She only looked into his eyes and no where else.”Why don’t you take a cold shower?” she then said. “That usually helps.”Josh frowned.”It’s too late for that,” he said quietly. “I just need to be alone.”Lisa got up. “OK, well, I’ll leave you alone then.” She closed the door behind her.She went to the kitchen to do some dishes but her mind stayed on what she just walked into. Her guilt overcame her as did her concern. She felt so bad for him, how embarrassed he must feel. At his age, he can’t control hormones. Gosh, how terrible.She went to the computer and searched about how to quell sexual urges in teens. There were group therapy ads and books. There were also several links to naughty videos that Lisa was quick to avoid. Then she saw an article about a tradition in China, where Asian women were known to masterbate their sons to soothe them. Lisa read the story carefully, shocked that it was not some kind of hoax. It was an ancient tradition.Lisa thought of her son and his frustrating situation. He needed soothing. He wouldn’t be in this situation if it wasn’t for that damn accident. She got up from the desk and went back upstairs.Josh managed to pull Bayan escort his pants back up and retreated to his room, where he could wallow in his frustration and embarrassment. He laid on his bed for a few minutes fuming at his carelessness and how his mother must be grossed out by him. He figured she was right, a cold shower was probably the right thing to do, not a nosedive into her dirty underwear.He was too lazy, too defeated to get up and actually take the shower. He just sat there, his aching wrists encased in plaster and his shaft still a bit raw from his attempts to jerk himself off with his hands wrapped in those casts. He thought of his options, which ranged from a crazy idea to try to fuck his folded memory foam pillow to calling that girl on his bus who everyone says gives blow jobs for money. Both were unappealing.As he curled up on the bed, he found his face staring straight at his bulge. He was only a few inches from it. He tried to bend his back some more and move closer. He wiggled his cock free and it swelled again toward him. Josh extended his tongue desperately. It was no use, he couldn’t even satisfy himself.Just then he felt someone sit on the bed. “Lie still,” she said.Josh rolled to his back and looked up wide-eyed. She never looked him in the eye. In fact, she kept her eyes downward as she squirted a dollop of lotion into her palm and slowly rubbed them together.”Close your eyes,” she whispered.Josh closed his eyes.Lisa did all she could to keep her hands from trembling. She felt the most difficult part would be making that initial contact, that forbidden touch. Once she got over it, the rest was relatively simple and fairly routine. She tried to think of it as therapy, as helping him. Nothing more. It would be over quickly, for sure.He felt the grasp of a hesitant hand on his shaft. He winced a second, which caused the hand to retreat momentarily. But then it took hold and coated his tender foreskin with soothing lotion. The aromatherapy quickly filled the air. He recognized it as the lotion in his mother’s bathroom.Her touch was gentle, yet firm. She closed her fingers around his cock and slid it upward around his head and back down to the base. At first she merely caressed him, sliding her fingers up and down his young tool, coating it well. She didn’t look directly at him, but instead, with her head downward, focused her eyes upward. Once she had a hold of it, she didn’t need to see what she was doing. She was aware.Josh felt the incredible sensation of the touch of another on his cock and his body quickly relaxed. He kept his eyes closed. His cock swelled in her hand and his balls churned. After a few passes, he slightly raised his pelvis instinctively, attempting to fuck her hand.That was the sign, Lisa figured, to close her grip firmly. She held his cock and pumped Escort it in a rhythm that started slow and gradually increased. Within a few seconds, his body warmed and his heart beat faster. He breathed heavily and began to sweat. She felt him swelling and throbbing in her grip. The control intoxicated her as she glanced to his flush face, waiting for him to cum.He raised his left hand instinctively and his free fingers met her breast. He caressed it over her sweater until he felt her nipple emerge from under the protective layers of her sweater and the bra beneath. Lisa pumped him, lost in her gaze at his desperate face. drunk off her rare sense of power and control over a man.She began thinking to herself, “Cum for me….cum for me….”Josh’s hand slipped under the sweater and his fingers pinched her nipple over the bra. Lisa felt her body tingle from the invasion. Josh’s groping became more aggressive, as he popped her breast free by lifting the underwire upward. Though his hands, in casts, couldn’t do much fondling, withing seconds he had the sweater up and his mouth on her breast, sucking her tit with an insatiable zeal. He laid in her lap, nursing her breast while she milked his cock for an orgasm that seemed on the verge.An orgasm Lisa was now so determined to motivate and witness.Her hand started to dry and Josh winced for a second, which caused him to bite down on her breast. Hormones exploded inside her. She dropped her face to his cock and began to suck the head. She ran her finger along the underside of his cock, right up the vein. She cupped his balls and then went back up the vein again.”Cum for me…cum for me…” she kept thinking to herself.Josh flipped his mother’s long skirt over her back and ran his hands inside her thigh. He felt the heat of her pussy against his fingers and pried her panties to the side. He fingered her moist, hairy muff. He slipped three fingers into her hole and massaged her clit. Juices oozed down his fingers and inside the cast.Lisa moaned with a mouthful of her son’s erection.He tugged on her panties and pulled them off. Lisa lifted one leg to allow them off and as she did that, Josh shifted his position underneath. He laid with her pussy just above his nose, that familiar scent from the panties in her bedroom now filling his nostrils. The skirt fell over his face, creating a tent of sexual deviancy and forbidden fruit.There they were, in a 69 neither previously knew anything about, in a race to orgasm.Josh would lose this race. The second he tasted his mother’s pussy, his balls swelled and his cock fired the first of several shots of thick, hot cum into her mouth. Lisa gagged for a second then felt cum spray against her face and neck until it simply oozed from him like a volcano. Her fingers milked his cock for every drop and she watched it all come out of him. She watched in amazement at the amount of cum he produced. All by her touch.Lisa felt a bit of shame, a bit of arousal and a bit of pride.She then felt her son’s tongue slip between her moist folds. A bolt of rare erotic energy exploded through her body.”Cum for me…,” she heard him say. “Cum for me….”