Break

She throws her head back and laughs, a warm and wonderful laugh, as she seems to read my mind. “Don’t be scared Donald. I won’t do anything to you that you aren’t ready for.” She says with a pretty smile. “I realize that I am a lot of woman to handle.”

After a moment to process I simply nod my head. Honestly I was still a bit speechless by it all.

Stepping closer she reaches out for my hand and after a second I offer it to her. Taking mine in hers she brings me out of the tub and has me stand on a bathmat. I stand dripping with clouds of suds from the bubble bath gradually sliding down my shiny buck naked body. I feel really bashful, my super stiff and comparatively tiny erection just jutting out like it was, and I try to cover it up with my other hand. She chuckles and shakes her head as she moves my hand away. “Oh please. I’ve seen it all before. Besides…” She winks. “…no need to hide anything with Mom.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

She grins. “Good boy.”

Stepping back she gives a long and VERY lewd look up and down my naked body. Not only could I feel the lust emanating off of her like a blazing bonfire her massive cock leaves no doubt as it lurches and swells with life. I try my best not to stare right at it, not only so that I didn’t appear insensitive or rude but also because her whole damn body was a feast for the eyes. Oh how she loved my eyes on her. Just the way she showed herself to me told me how much she wanted this. For a woman who had kept her body a secret from most of the world for her whole life it must be incredibly liberating to open up like this.

Walking with an extra sway to her wide hips she turns and strides over to where a white fluffy towel sat folded. She slowly bends over as I stare at her incredible ass in the mirror. With a little peek over her shoulder she smiles when she sees me ogling. She returns to me, her huge cock swinging like a heavy pendulum in front of her, and starts to towel me off. Never had I felt as softer or more luxurious towel. With all the care she took in washing me she now dries me, her hands rubbing the towel over every inch of me.

She take a little extra time drying off my dick, actually stroking it through the towel with playful peer around my arm and down at it. “Mmm, such a nice cock.” She squeezes it. “So hard, so big, you certainly grew up right! Mmm. I’m gonna have fun with this.”

“Ohhhh.” Her stroking was feeling real damn nice!

She strokes maybe a minute and really gets my energy rising when she switches down to rub my nuts. My dick jumps a few times on its own in time with the stroking it had just been receiving. She giggles when she sees that. Rubbing my balls she asks. “Young, healthy, virile man like you, I bet these are just full of cum just begging to…burst on out. Mmm?”

“Yes Ma’am!”

“I bet you can cum what, three or four times before you’re done?”

“Yes Ma’am. Three at least.”

“Mmm! I like to hear that.” She trills and nibbles my shoulder. “I’m gonna take such good care of you.” With that she shifts around to give my ass a really good toweling down, even getting down through my crack. She squeezes my cheeks, pulling them apart and teasing her a finger up and down the crevice. “Such a fine ass. Mmm, Mom’s gonna want us to play with this.”

“I’ve…never…done that stuff.”

“A virgin?” The tip of her middle finger touches my anus.

“Oh!” I gasp. “In that way, yes Ma’am. I’ve never…I…don’t know if…I want that. I’ve never done it.”

“You will.” She says warmly yet firmly as she slowly rubs my sphincter without adding pressure. “We will. Together. I’ll show you how good it can feel.”

Completely under her spell I cannot but say. “Yes…Ma’am.”

“Good boy.” She pulls her finger away then comes back up to dry my arms with swift brisk rubbing that made my skin warm and rosy.

“I’ve…never felt so good.” I whisper. I loved how she touched me, it was so different from my previous lovers.

She kisses my shoulder tenderly. “Precious man.” She kisses the back of my neck sending shivers of arousal down my body. “I want you to feel good.”

As she moves about me her big tits brush over my back and arms and chest and her long thick dick cannot help but drag across the flesh of my upper legs, even nudging my balls at one point. She comes to stand just behind and beside me re-drying my back and butt and I cannot tear my eyes away from the big mirror over the sink where I could clearly see both of us. Christ almighty, her semi-hard schlong absolutely dwarfed my own boner. “Fourteen inches.” I mutter under my breath without meaning to.

“Might be a world record.” She says with a strange mix of chagrin and pride. Looking back at me through the mirror she drops the towel at our feet and reaches down to slowly stroke herself. “Look how big you’ve made it.” She sighs. “I’m so hard for you baby.” It swells as she flexes it showing not simply plumpness but truly firming up with actual rigidity. Any other place, any other time, attached to any other person, and I would have thought the turgid organ grotesque. But after being treated so nice by this red-haired goddess that I called Mom that was the furthest description from my mind.

“You’re so beautiful.” I say as if in a trance. “So…beautiful.”

“Gooood boyyyy.”

With a hook of her fingers at my hip with one hand and a feather light touch to my back with the other she has me bend forward about forty five degrees until I place my hands on the edge of the sink to hold myself there. She glides in directly behind me and presses her soft warm smooth body hard into mine, her big tits smooshing into my back. It felt soooo good. She wraps her arms around me and hugs me as down below I feel her lady cock nestle in between my thighs. As I stare into the mirror her hands rub up and down my chest and stomach before stroking down my sides and around to the inside of my crotch. Gently she pulls my legs apart. As my thighs slowly spread her gargantuan member rises up between them.

“Oh my God. I’m so fucking hard!” She growls. Smelling my skin and nuzzling her face against me she plants a wet licking kissing just below my neck. Her arms come back to embrace my torso and she squeezes me tight. “Ohhhh.”

I was so happy! Beyond happy. I didn’t have the word. I close my eyes to savor the wonderful feeling of her supple flesh pressed into mine as her arms hold me close. Nobody had ever held me like this before. Nobody. It was more than just a hug, it was a mother’s embrace. Not simply a cozy clinch or a cuddle it was is if she were trying to cradle me into her, to nurture and cherish me as only one with a powerful maternal instinct could. I would have given anything, ANYTHING, to be held like this when I was little.

I wanted this sexy and vivacious older woman, I wanted her like I have never wanted a woman before, but something more potent than even my burning desire burbles up from the depths of my soul. Her kind understanding of my predicament when I arrived and giving me a second chance, the meal she prepared for me and the humor we’d shared down in the kitchen, the warm bath and how she so adoringly bathed me from head to toe, the opening up and the sharing of her secret, the fun of drying my hair and the soft and fuzzy toweling down, and now this perfect embrace. Something inside of me…breaks.

“Ohhh Mom.” I gasp. “Mum…!”

“Donald?” She whispers as a shudder runs through me. “Are you crying?”

“I’m sorry.” I sob and cover my face to hide my shameful tears. “I’m sorry.”

“Shhhh, shhhh.” She turns me around. Gently lowering my hands she looks up at me with a mother’s worry in her beautiful hazel eyes. She cups my cheeks in her soft hands. “Ohhh, my sweet man. My sweet, sweet boy.”

I sniffle and nuzzle into one of her hand wishing I could crawl into her palm and hide within her grasp. “I’m sorry.”

“Shhhhh.” She pets my hair, she caresses my face and wipes my tears, she touches me in ways…my mother never did. I felt so ashamed of the tears that flowed yet there wasn’t a thing I could do to stop them as a lifetime of bottled up pain and neglect poured forth. Taking my head Evelyn brings it down to hold me to her chest, I rest my cheek against her plump bosom and limply put my arms around her. She wraps her arms around my head and shoulders and presses her cheek down onto my head as she engulfs me with gentle care.

“I’m sorry…Evelyn.” I weep. “You’ve…been…so wonderful. And I’m…ruining…this. I’m sorry.”

“Shhhhhhhh. It’s okay baby. Everything is okay.” She coos in the voice of an angel. “Mum’s got you baby. I’m right here. Mum’s got you.”