Measuring My Cum - pt10 - Sex Stories

Measuring My Cum - pt10

... "Err, well..." I replied, "I don't think we should do it too often, but we could do that occasionally, as long as we did take normal collections and measurements on other days until the doctor has worked out what is going on with my condition. Otherwise we might mess up working out the averages." "Ok," replied mom. She seemed to have a bit of a mischievous look on her face now. I couldn't quite make out what she was thinking, but my dick was starting to twitch a bit under my gown. "In that case Jacob," said mom, with an intense look on her face, and I also noticed her cheeks flush, "Why don't we forget about collecting samples today in the semen beaker. You have got me very aroused since morning, and I think that today, I will help you to cum as naturally as possible, and in return I want you to help satisfy me too. How does that sound?" I gulped, not quite believing what I had just heard, and my dick was now tenting up my gown. I could not hide it, and mom saw this, as I was sitting right next to her. I just nodded, still not knowing quite what to say. "I can see your cock is in agreement," said mom with a wide smile and then a giggle. "Let's go upstairs to my bedroom," she said. She stood up and as I did so too, my hard cock was still pushing my gown up below my waist. Mom giggled again. Well that looks a bit silly, let's make you more comfortable and untie your gown. And with that, she pulled on my belt untying it, and my gown opened from the front, partly exposing my ...

... nakedness underneath, and my erect dick popped out. "That's better," said mom, and grabbing my hard on said, "Come on." Mom walked in front of me and pulled me along behind her holding my cock like it was some rod attached to my body! Fuck! I couldn't believe it! It was like mom was taking me upstairs for sex! And she had said her bedroom this time, not mine. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! Mom gently pulled me along the hallway and then up the stairs, and then finally let go of me as we entered her bedroom. Mom's bedroom was bigger than mine and she had a king- size bed as opposed to a double in mine. She also had an en-suite bathroom like me. All along one wall opposite her bed were fitted cupboards with sliding doors, which all had full length and width mirrored fronts on them, so that the entire room almost looked double in size as you stood in the room looking at the mirrored cupboard wall. For someone who I had always thought of as very prudish until now, mom liked mirrors a lot, and she also had a very large one on the wall over the head end of her bed. Her bedroom had a beige coloured carpet and a large fluffy white rug at the end closest to the bay windows, where there were also two cream coloured single sofa chairs. Mom had a very luxurious bedroom! As we entered the room, mom closed the door firmly behind us. "Sit on the end of the bed facing me," she said commandingly. I sat down as instructed at the end of the bed so I was facing the mirrored wall of cupboards. My gown was still ...