Measuring My Cum - pt10 - Sex Stories

Measuring My Cum - pt10

... replied firmly. "I just wanted to make sure. I should have restrained myself though, I think," she added, "But over the past week, since the doctor said I should help you get samples of your cum, seeing your nude body, and you appreciating mine, well...you've awakened a part of me that has been dormant since your father left." She paused for a moment, looking into her coffee cup. "But, your penetrating me means that we haven't managed to collect proper samples today and that's why I think we must not do it again. It's just too hard for you to pull out in time." I felt a bit disappointed, but just nodded in agreement, so as not to make it an issue. After mom finished eating, she said, "I've brought the record of your semen measurements taken from the measuring beaker. You know I've been keeping a note after every session." I nodded. I had not seen the record sheets so far, and keenly looked over as mom pulled a couple of sheets out from the document folder. Come over here so you can see better. I moved my chair around so that I was sitting next to mom and we faced the same direction. She put the sheets on the table in front of me. Mom had pencilled in amounts in several boxes in columns, each column representing a day. As I looked through what she had noted down, I could see that most of my cum measurements were somewhere between 25 and 40 millilitres each time. But I noticed there was no total for each day. "Mom, do you mind if I just add up what I've been producing each ...

... day?" "No, I guess not," she replied. "I think the doctor was going to do that anyway." I got up for a moment and grabbed a calculator from the kitchen drawer, and then sat down again next to mom. I started totting up the amounts for each day. There were 6-7 cum loads per day noted. It took a few minutes and mom watched me whilst I added them up. Then when I'd added up each column so that the figures for each day was done, I looked closely at the final figures. It appeared that even though the amounts I had been producing varied a little each time, the daily amounts never showed more that 5-10 millilitres of variance. "That's interesting," I said finally. "What is?" Mom replied. "Look, can you see that the amounts I'm producing each day aren't that much different? That means that even if we miss a collection or two, we could probably just work out an average." Mom smiled at me. "I see," she said. "So what your saying is that we can fuck once or twice a day without worrying about collecting you're cum to measure are you?" I blushed, hearing mom be so blunt. "Err... actually I hadn't thought of it that way," I replied, truthfully, as I had been engrossed in working out the figures and what they might mean. "But, I suppose that's one of the outcomes of the results so far," I said, trying to sound all serious and scientific about it. "I see," said mom. She looked at me hard in the eyes. "So are you saying that we could even go a full day without collecting and measuring your cum?" ...