Mother Instructs Timmy in the Art of Tidy Masturbation - Sex Stories

Mother Instructs Timmy in the Art of Tidy Masturbation

... you do it? Did you know you can put your finger in your own bottom when you spank yourself off? We need to get all that seed out.” Timmy grunted a negative though his pecker remained rock-hard. “Shake your little sac, son, the way you told Mommy you like to do it. Honey, the main thing is to get all baby juice out, and keep it inside of your girlfriend. Try not to let it come out onto the mattress anymore, Ok?” “Mom?” “Yes, Tim? ” “Can I say fuck?” “Yes, my baby boy,” said Mommy. “I want you to say fuck. Tell her that you’ll fuck her and then do it to her good. Let’s say fuck together!” And mother and son did, about thirty times together, panting, fingering, and creaming themselves unashamedly now; both knowing that this was lewd behavior. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Ooh son, make her a mommy!" Tim groaned and his hips continued the primitive and unstoppable rhythm. “And son, I don’t want to lecture, but be pro-active. If you feel like you are going to have a wet dream, then grab Ashley and make a child with her before you fall asleep, ok? Good boy. Move your hips up and down, Leak your pre-cum inside Ashley too, and then spurt those babies up inside." The grunts she received from her son were the only answer she really wanted to hear. Claire felt like swooning as she backed out of the room. She stood in the doorway and rubbed herself through her pants as she watched her son do his inaugural masturbation with his pillow. “You have a beautiful body son, I love you, and I’m so proud of ...

... you. I want you to know that.” Tim’s mother slid her hand down the front of her pants now and pinched her erect clitoris between her thumb and forefinger like it was a cock as she watched. The hyper-aroused woman imagined she was a male playing with her slick little penis for a few delicious seconds as she pulled and beat the sensitive nub. Claire wanted to have a cock, just for one day, so she could know how it felt like to shoot an urgent load of semen. “Make love to her, Tim. Oh it’s your honeymoon, son. You know what you two are doing will cause a pregnancy if she’s not on birth control,” warned Claire, voice full of throaty lust. “Oh, Timmy, imagine her big pregnant breasts lactating milk for your baby. “ Mother and son’s genitals tingled together as they played with themselves, each lost in their own world. Mommy saw her son’s naked penis slick with pre-cum. Her sense of triumph was matched by her sexual arousal. Claire’s vagina contracted and creamed her panties as she watched Tim’s young body in the throes of his rut. Claire admired her only son and watched his sticky young testicles ready to spurt the liquid child-juice deep in his feathery love nest. She felt a slight twinge of guilt and decided to give her boy privacy. “Mommy will leave you two alone now,” said Claire. “I’m going to take a long bath. I’ll need to check tomorrow to see if that wet spot is in the right place Timmy.” Because after all, sex can be dirty, but sometimes it needs to be clean also. There ...