Growing - Sex Stories

Growing

... lifted my hand away and started to jack me off. She was at least as good as my s****r had been, but there wasn’t any way she could delay my climax. Within seconds of her starting to rub, I was shooting thick ropes of jizz over her hand and my belly. She bent down to kiss me on the forehead, picked up her clothes and left the room quickly and silently, closing my door behind her. Seven What the hell had happened? My head was reeling as I lay there, naked between my chest and thighs, my dick lying heavy and soft on my belly, with jizz drying all over me. Miss December smiled up at me, math problems s**ttered across my bed. My headphones had been knocked loose as I had turned my head and I could hear the Beatles singing tinnily from them; on the table was a tray with Yoo-Hoo and a piece of pie. The faint scent of my mother was still in the air. Jee-zuss! I grabbed a sock and scrubbed my belly dry and quickly hitched up my jeans. As I buttoned them, I walked slowly toward the kitchen, where I could here Mom doing the dishes from our lunch. Her bathrobe was firmly tied and she was hunched over the kitchen sink. ‘Mom…’ She shook her head and hunched further. I approached and put my hands on her upper arms, trying to turn her to face me. She shrugged me off and kept her head bowed. I realized she was sobbing and tears were dripping into the dishwater. ‘Mom, turn round, we need to talk about what happened. You kind of freaked me out there…’ Suddenly she turned and wrapped her arms ...

... around me, burying her face in my chest – I was taller than her by then. ‘Baby, I’m so ashamed of myself. I’ve been so upset since your Dad…since he…died, and I was a little d***k, and lonely and…and you’ve been so good to me over the last few weeks, so strong for me, and I, I just forgot myself. I love you, honey, with all my heart, I’m so sorry if I embarrassed you…’ ‘Hey, hey…it was kind of, well, weird, but it was great, too. You’re pretty good at it, and beautiful, too…’ ‘I promise I’ll never do anything like it again, please don’t tell your friends.’ ‘Are you k**ding? They’d never let it go. No, our secret’s safe, don’t worry. Come on, sit down, let me make you some chamomile, it will calm you down.’ I led her to the sofa and made her comfortable, as I was standing to go back to the kitchen, I bent down again to kiss her head, just as she looked up, and caught my lips on her mouth. She had such soft lips and the kiss became more than a peck as I twisted round and sat beside her; her tongue pushed into my mouth, meeting mine. She pushed me back on the sofa and kissed me like I was saving her from drowning. My hands were wrapped around her back, but I couldn’t help exploring and so I ran them across her butt and between us, feeling the weight of her breasts. Suddenly she broke away from me, ‘What are we doing? Am I losing my mind?’ ‘Shh, come here.’ I pulled her back to my chest, my hand exploring inside her bathrobe, finding her nipple and squeezing it slightly. I think I ...