Get a Morning Handjob

“Oh right, you haven't given me my morning hand job yet! I really don't want to rush you, but I do have to leave soon, so...”

Even though the previous test worked, my voice was shaking all the way through and my heart was about to leap out of my chest.

My mother just stood there for a few moments until she started smiling again.

“Oh, you're right. Seriously, what is wrong with me today? At this rate, I'll forget my name soon!”

She walked over to the side of the table, pulling a chair with her, and sat down. Then, she reached underneath the table and pulled my penis out of my pajamas. She already started feeling it up, but then raised her head and smiled at me again.

“Since it's already this late, I'll only use one hand today, so I can eat with the other one, okay, Daniel?”

I was at a loss for words.

“S...sure.” was the only thing I managed to get out. Then, without any further hesitation, my mother started stroking my rod. For me, someone who hadn't even seen another female naked in real life, much less touched one, this sensation was overwhelming. It was totally different from doing it myself. I could feel every single one of her fingers gliding up and down. Even though this was my first time getting jerked off by someone else, I realized that my mother wasn't an amateur. She knew exactly how much pressure to use and relaxed her grip whenever she saw me twitch strongly. All the while, she was perfectly calm and ate her breakfast, like it really was just a normal, daily activity. Meanwhile, I was trying my hardest not to cum immediately, but to no avail.

“M...mom, I think I can't hold on anymore!”

“Well, then don't. Just let it all out!”

With a moan of pleasure I came all over my mother's hand. As far as I was concerned, this was the hardest I had ever cum in my life. My mother somehow knew exactly what to do and kept the pressure of her hand perfect, even while I was already cumming. It was like she was trying to wring everything out of me. It was the first time I was immobilized from pleasure alone for a longer period of time.

“Oh, you came so much! You must have been quite stored up there! Sorry I forgot and you had to wait for it. Oh, and don't worry about the cum everywhere, I'll clean it up.”

My mother had finished her breakfast and left to get tissues. Meanwhile, I was still trying to sort my thoughts.

“Haa....haa.....fuuuh! So that's what a hand job feels like.”

I looked down at my body. There was still some cum dripping from my dick, and I could still feel my mother's hand trying her hardest to get me to ejaculate. I then looked out into the hallway where my mother was searching for the tissues.

“This settles it. The ring works. Which means,....”

A grin naturally formed on my face.

“My life should become quite interesting from now on.”

My mother returned, having finished her quest for the tissues, and wanted to start cleaning up my semen that had sprayed throughout the entire kitchen. However, I managed to stop her just in time.

“Wait, what are you doing? Don't waste the good tissues on semen! Did you forget? You clean up semen by licking it up and drinking it!”

Like the times before, my mother looked at me for a few seconds until suddenly throwing away the tissues in disgust.

“Oh my, of course! What was I about to do? Thanks, Daniel. Well, time to clean this up!”

Without any second thought, my mother first raised her right hand, still dripping with my semen, and started licking it off. I just watched her silently, with the grin on my face getting bigger and bigger. She seemed to enjoy it, seeing as she savored every drop before finally swallowing it. Then, after having cleaned her hand, she dropped down on the floor and started licking up the rest.

“Well then, I have to go to school now, so I'll leave this to you, mom!”

My mother raised her head, her face full of semen, and smiled at me once more.

“Sure, see you later”

I was about to leave, but then had one more idea and came back.

“Hey now, that's not how you see someone off! You have to give them peace signs with both hands! Don't you know that?”

This time, my mother didn't even hesitate. Seems like she got accustomed to being corrected all the time. She immediately raised both her hands, covered in semen like her faced, formed a peace sign with each one and smiled like before.

“Sorry. You're right. Have a nice day!”

Satisfied, I left the house, leaving my mother to take care of the cleaning. Once I stepped outside, the sunlight reflected in the ring around my finger.

“Now”, I thought, already bursting with excitement, “Let's see how much fun I can have at school!”