Mommy plays a bit gentler.

She let me stand on my own as her hand groped my bare ass. My body tensed on reaction, but the feeling of momma’s fingers digging into my backside **** my penis to remain rock-hard. I had to brace my arms against the wall as she wrapped her other hand around my boy parts, and started stroking me again.

She was holding me gently, but firmly, now; giving my aching penis a softer handjob than I thought her cruel heart would allow. I moaned quietly while mom gripped my shaft, holding me against her powerful body while I lost my balance to unwanted pleasure. Another whimpering cry of lust escaped my lips as she kissed the side of my cheeks from behind me, all the while stroking the delicate instrument between my legs.

“Aww, Lucas, honey, I just love hearing my boyfriend whimper like that… it makes you sound so submissive. Just like a man should be.”

Mommy always warned me against touching myself, but I did it anyway… it never felt as good, nor as deeply wrong as my mom gently groping me to climax. My legs were losing strength as I gave in to the disturbing, forbidden pleasure. With Momma’s hands refusing to let me relax, a small spurt of my cum hit the wall, followed by another two shots that painted it white with my seed.

I watched through misty eyes as the streaks of my cum trailed down the foyer wall, and started crying softly again as mommy released my naked body from her grasp. I fell to my knees, both from the pleasure that overwhelmed my weak muscles, and from the horrifying realization that mommy coaxed from me my first real orgasm.

She tried telling me something as she pulled me to my feet, and pressed my face into her motherly bosom, but I was too preoccupied trying to keep my sobs quiet to hear her. Either she didn’t notice, or didn’t mind that I wasn’t listening, and mom gave me a kiss right on my lips before walking toward her bedroom. A second before leaving me alone to gather my clothes, and clean up the wall, she let her gaze drift down to my penis; smiling as she watched it dribble with cum.

“Goodnight, Baby. I’m glad you enjoyed our little date as much as I did… promise me you’ll never leave.” Mom said, just as she shut the door to her bedroom behind herself.

I got back down to my knees, and gathered up the hideous clothing momma had **** me to strip off, wiping teardrops off my cheeks as I asked myself the question…

Why did that have to feel so good?