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Chapter 9 by Deepdarkwhisper Deepdarkwhisper

Did anyone hear you?

Your Mother wakes you up

You stir at the sound of your bedroom door being pushed open. You crack your eyes open and look at the clock, its only been about 30mins since Jessica left for the night. Footsteps walk towards you until the click of your bedroom lamp brings brightness to the dark room. "What...what is it?... whats going on?" You mumble sleepily as you roll over to see you mother standing beside your bed in her cozy bath robe.

"What did I tell you about being safe and waiting till you got the operation?" Taylor's voice is stern, she is in full scolding mode. "You think I dont know Jessica climbs in through your window at night? She is not as quiet as she thinks she is."

You can't help but wonder if Jessica is actually loud enough that your parents can hear you fooling around. Nicole is one thing, but your parents hearing you is a whole other issue.

Your mother takes a deep breath and visibly calms herself. "Listen, Ryan, I'm just worried you two will take things too far. I need you to promise me you wont take risks with getting Jessica pregnant."

"I promise I wont get her pregnant." You say sleepily and embarassed at your mom calling out you and Jessica's late night visits.

"Ok then." Your mother puts her hand on her hips. "Where did you cum?" Taylor looks at you and her eyebrows raise when you hesititate to answer.

"What? I didn't... I mean.. we didn't...?" You stammer.

"You didn't cum? You mean to tell me Jessica climbed all the way in here, and then left 30 mins later, and you two just sat here in silence?"

"No.. I mean, yes... Well..." Sentences were never your strong suit when your mother pressed you like this. Your eyes difted to the balled up t-shirt in the corner of the room.

Taylor walked over and picked it up with her index fingers and thumbs. She held it infront of her and saw the wet spots and still gooey ropes of your cum covering the shirt. She held it close to get a better look. You swear you heard her breath in heavy, like she was smelling it, smelling you.

You mother lowers the shirt, and looks at you giving you a half smile. "Well I have to say I'm a little relieved you didnt risk getting this somewhere it shouldn't be."

Your mom sits on the edge of your bed, the cum covered t-shirt now resting on her lap. "Look, I'm your mother, and with that comes certain responsibilities. I need to guild you through life and help you not make the same mistakes I did."

Taylor looks over at you, where you sit up against your headboard. She places an hand on the covers over your thigh and squeezes. "I know it's easy to get riled up and want to make each other... feel good. I just dont want you to take things too far."

You nod in response. "I won't mom. I swear I'll be good." You reassure her.

"I hope so." Her hand slides up and down your thigh. "But if you ever feel yourself needing help, I can help you." Your mother's eyes look up at you sheepishly. "I will do anything to make sure you are...contented...until you get cut."

"What..do you mean...?" You question, thinking there must be some innocent meaning to the words you just aren't grasping.

"Just ask sweetheart," Jessica continues "and I will help you relieve the tension that can build up between a boy and a girl." The look in her eyes hints that there is no innocent meaning behind her words, but she won't be quite so blunt as to say it.

"Regardless, until you have your procedure, I better see Jessica coming through the front door. And at an appropriate hour." Your mom pats your thigh before standing up and walking to your bedroom door. Your cum rag t-shirt still clutched in your mothers hand.

"Now get some rest baby, you have work tomorrow." and with that she walks out of your room, closing your door behind her.

You turn off your lamp and pull the blankets back over you. Did your mother really just offer to help you get off? Is that what she was saying? You lay there thinking about how big your mother's breasts are and what they would feel like. Your cock hardens again as your drift off to sleep, wondering if your mom was better at sucking cock than Jessica.

The next morning

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