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Chapter 7 by Winiride71 Winiride71

Does she accept ?

Oh that’s the spot

Erik didn’t think twice about what he wanted to happen next. He turned to his mother and whispered, "Mom, you seem pretty relaxed but why don't I give you a back massage? I think you deserve it." Laura's eyes sparkled with a mix of surprise and curiosity.

“Oh baby that would be lovely!” Laura said adjusting her growing member as to try and hide her excitement.

Erik got up and grabbed the ottoman and pushed it right in front of his mother.

“Here, let’s do this; you sit on the ottoman and I’ll sit on the couch right behind you ok? That way we can both still watch the movie and you can have your hands free…..for wine” Erik was nervous horny wreck. But he could do this….he needed to.

As he sat behind his mother, he opened his legs and placed them on each side of hers. He reached out and gently placed his hands on her shoulders, his fingers tracing the curve of her neck. As he kneaded her neck, he could see the outline of her cock grow in her sweatpants, straining against the loose fabric. This was all the confirmation he needed. Erik's fingers worked in slow, deliberate circles, his thumbs pressing deep into the muscles of her neck. Laura's eyes fluttered closed, her head tilting back in relaxation, and a soft sigh escaped her lips. The sound sent a shiver down Erik's spine, and he felt his own arousal stirring in response. He tried to hide his growing erection behind his mother.

His gaze drifted down to the bulge in her pants, his mind racing with the implications. He had never seen his mother like this before, so relaxed….so ****.

As Erik's fingers continued to work their magic on her neck, he gently pulled his mother back to relax on him, the warmth of her body radiated into his chest. He could feel her muscles melting beneath his touch, her body surrendering to the gentle pressure. Slowly, he worked his way down her neck, his thumbs tracing the curve of her shoulders, his fingers digging deep into the muscles of her upper back. Laura's eyes remained closed, her breathing slow and steady, as she let out a soft sigh of relaxation. Erik couldn't help but notice the bulge in her pants growing more pronounced, her cock straining against the loose fabric.

Erik gently pulled his mother’s head to side and started to delicately kiss her neck. Laura moaned and relented. “Ohhh that’s so nice baby. This is so wrong.” “Shhhhhh mom, just relax. Let me do all the work.” Erik softly replied, kissing her more passionately on neck. Erik's lips found hers, and he kissed her softly, his hands still working their magic on her shoulders. Erik's lips moved against hers, she found herself responding, her own lips parting to let his tongue explore her mouth. They both moaned softly as they let the moment of lust overtake them. Erik started to move his hands and caress his mother’s giant breasts over her sweatshirt. With her back against his chest, she tilted her head backwards and began to moan with more arousal. As Erik slowly worked his mother’s breast he heard something….a short, abrupt tear. His mother didn’t notice as she was in a state of pure bliss. Erik looked down and realized the tape that was holding his mother’s cock to her thigh must had torn. It was pulsing now more pronounced than before.

Who takes control?

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