Frustration

John moaned as he felt his orgasm peak, and recede.

"Honey what's the matter? Why haven't you cum yet?"

John didn't know how to answer. "Uh... um..." He stuttered between quick breaths.

"John, you can tell me anything. You know that, right?"

John took his hand off his cock and it stuck straight out, quivering.

"My therapist has got me on some pills to help me with my stamina. But I think they're working too well. I can't cum unless I..." he trailed off.

"Unless you what?"

"...Unless I... finger myself."

"Finger yourself?" John's mom's eyes widened as she realised what that meant. John blushed, and started to put away his cock. "It's fine... I'll just... um"

"Oh honey it's fine. It was just a surprise that's all. Your therapist said you may need help ejaculating and I'm your mother so I'm going to help my boy. Hold on" she said as she began rummaging through the cupboard.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"John, take off your clothes and bend over the table."

"Mom, what -"

"NOW, John!" His mother commanded, and John found himself ripping off his trackpants and shirt and bending over the table as instructed.

"Good boy." His mother turned back from the cupboard with a kitchen glove on. Grabbing a bottle of olive oil, she poured it all over the glove, getting the fingers nice and slick.

"Eyes forward, John."

John dutifully looked ahead, and felt his mother smear olive oil on his asshole. He shivered, and let out a gasp as his mother pushed her gloved finger into his ass. His cock stiffened as she slowly curled her finger.

"Oh.... mommy" He whispered.

"Does that feel good, son?"

John was ashamed of his perversion. "It's just something that I have to do now, because of the pills."

"Honey, it's ok to feel good. It's ok to play with your ass. Say it."

John swallowed. "It's ok to play with my ass."

"That's right, John. Deep breaths. It's ok to feel good."

"It's ok to feel good... from my ass."

His mother slipped another finger in. "Let me ask you a question John." She took a sip from her cup of coffee. "Is it ok to cum from getting fucked in the ass?"

"YES!" John bellowed, as he felt his mothers fingers plunge deep into his hole. His orgasm rushed through his body in waves as his cock shot began to erupt. His mother quickly moved her coffee cup to catch the globs of cum.

"That's good, honey. Finish into the cup like a good boy. Don't make a mess."

John's legs trembled as his cock spurted out the last drops. His mother withdrew her fingers from his ass and placed her coffee cup on the table. John squealed when he felt her gloved hand slap him on the ass.

"That should keep you going for a little while. If you could do the dishes that would be a great help." She threw the kitchen glove into the garbage as she walked out of the kitchen.