May as well

Considering how your recent decision making led you to giving your mother an impromptu facial, just going with the flow now seemed like the most sensible option. Especially since going with the flow meant you were able to excuse yourself to your room, away from your mother, at least for a bit while picked an outfit for the gym.

At your sister’s recommendation you chose something loose, and ‘breathable.’ It took you maybe two minutes to get the most gym fitting attire you had on hand, but the more you wound down from your post-orgasm-high, the more terrified you became of facing your mother again. She didn’t seem particularly upset, but every fibre of you screamed that she should be, and you couldn’t shake the instinctual reaction.

You nearly jumped out of your skin when someone finally shuffled into the room as you were sitting on your bed. It only took a moment to calm yourself down once you confirmed it was simply Nalini crawling in with a smile, now cleaned up herself.

“Oh, sir, I feel I should ask, what exactly am I allowed to wear?” Nalini stopped by your feet and sat back on her heels, dutifully awaiting your decree.

After waiting a bit for your mind to catch up you remembered you told her to dress like a slut when it would literally please you. It took you a little longer to figure out why that should change,

“I suppose you’d need a sports bra, huh?”

“I mean, I think I’d prefer it.” Nalini chuckled and squeezed her heavy breasts together for emphasis.

“Do you… have one?”

“I do.”

“I guess you can wear that then, and some running shoes or whatever if you’ve got them.” You sighed and waved her off.

It sucked to hide any bit of her, from her toes to her tits, but you could get her naked whenever you wanted so it wasn’t a huge loss.

“Oh, thank you.” Nalini immediately started crawling towards her luggage. While rooting through it she hesitated and looked back over her shoulder at you, “And what about pants…?”

“That’s probably good enough.” You gestured weakly to the thong she was sporting, unable to enjoy things as much as you wanted.

“I...I suppose so.” Nalini’s eyes were round as saucers for a moment before she spun back around and back to rooting through her suitcase with a new urgency.

Being able to fluster the normally professional woman had a certain charm, but it was one you just couldn’t revel in. You were to preoccupied with the thought of how you could face your mother from her on.

In the moment every fibre of your being was celebrating at the action, pleased with the taboo that you had broken, while at some base level knowing there would be nothing anyone could do about it. Even now you couldn’t deny the sick pleasure you got remembering the moment, but that was half the problem. Even if your mother was miraculously fine with it, you shouldn’t be.

While you were continuing to lament, Emma came in to change her pants into some sweats of her own. Deciding to pick a corner and took special consideration to make sure she was facing away from you.

Just as Emma and Nalini both finished up their outfits and headed back to the door, Caitlin appeared in the doorway,

“Hey! William Tell! What’s taking you so long?”

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” You groaned through a pained grimace.

“Yeah, I saw. All over mom’s face.” Caitlin smirked before turning around and leading the way out.

With a silent scream directed towards the floor you gathered up the last of the things you needed from your room and headed towards the front door to grab your shoes.

“Well this was… interesting,” Your mother, bubbly as ever stood over you while you tied your shoes, the only thing plastered on her face now was a grin, “I’d really like to get some exercise in though.”

You could hardly look her in the eye now though, let alone talk to her, so you just grunted awkwardly, finished with your shoes, and then headed out.

“So who’s carpooling with who?” Caitlin asked as soon as you and your mom made it into the hall, “You two have probably seen how shitty my baby brother’s car is by now, wanna ride with us?”

“Thank you!” Emma didn’t hesitate with her response.

“That’s very nice of you!” Nalini followed up quickly, still on her hands and knees.

That kind of hurt. Sure, your car wasn’t great, but it was the best you could afford, and it got the job done fairly reliably.

“Aw, hey, and leave me all alone?” You jokingly grumbled as a reflex to protect your feelings.

Truthfully you’d actually prefer to be alone right now anyways.

Unfortunately the joke didn’t go over very well. Caitlin quite predictably rolled her eyes, but Nalini winced hard and Emma stared at you in horror. Worst of all was your mother wrapped an arm around your shoulders and hugged you close,

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll keep you company sweetie!” She gave your shoulder a squeeze and presented her car keys to your sister.

Well apparently that decision was already made. Besides that, Nalini and Emma looked so hurt at the idea that they were rude to you that you couldn’t figure any way out other than biting the bullet,

“Problem solved than… haha!”

Immediately everyone seemed considerably less stiff and you started towards the parking lot.

Only to have Caitlin stop you all with a question a moment later,

“So what exactly is up with the crawling, Miss…?”

“You can just call me Nalini, and your brother told me to crawl while I’m in his dorm. I guess I kind of just assumed that meant anywhere indoors.”

Both of them immediately glanced towards you, and in your current state you couldn’t help but wither,

“For now maybe it’s fine if you walk.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Thankfully you moved at a considerably faster rate now that everyone could walk, and you lead the charge making sure to walk as far ahead as you could and literally threw yourself into your car. You had granted yourself a minute to try and compose yourself before you would be alone with your mother. That wasn’t nearly enough time, but it was the best you could manage.

Soon enough the girls caught up, and you heard your mother give a muffled goodbye to your sister and a promise to have you follow her, and then she opened the passenger door and settled down beside you with an energetic sigh.

“That Emma is adorable.” Your mother chuckled as she fastened her seatbelt, “Did you know she goes to school with your sister?”

“Yeah…” You swallowed hard and started to follow your sister out of the parking lot.

“Oh but I’m really surprised at you though.” Your mother’s tone suddenly dropped.

Oh god! Here it comes!

“I mean, I just can’t understand how you could even want to be so rough with such a cute girl.” Your mother immediately shook off her cold tone with a laugh, “She’s like a doll.”

“Well… she liked it… maybe even more than me….” You mumbled weakly, your heart may as well have suffered whiplash.

“Well that’s good.” Your mother sniffed dismissively.

Obviously there wasn’t much to add to that. What was she going to do? Ask about some of Emma’s other fetishes? Your mother of all people?

It only took a few more beats of silence before you couldn’t take it anymore. If she felt like killing you while you were behind the wheel you could take her with you, this was probably your best opportunity to clear the air with minimal fear,

“About that facial I gave you–”

“Cumming all over my face?” Your mother asked innocently, although a light pink tinge appeared on her cheeks.

Okay, maybe you were the only one that needed the air cleared, but ‘need’ was still a very apt term.

“Yeah… sorry ‘bout that….” It was the best you could come out with against her disarming nonchalance.

“That’s sweet of you, but don’t worry, really. I already said I should’ve been more prepared for the possibility. Even though I probably got the worst of it!” She chuckled nervously.

“You’re not… upset?”

“Not at all.” She gave you a reassuring pat on the knee, “I mean it was an accident after all right?”

“Of course!” You answered immediately and firmly.

There hadn’t been a hint of accusation or suspicion in her voice at all, but it sent a chill down your spine regardless.

“Is this about getting some in my mouth?” She added with a nervous chuckle that petered off pretty quick.

You had no response. You could only just tense up, and with her hand on your knee she absolutely noticed.

“Oh sweetie! Like I said, I should’ve been more prepared. Besides, you didn’t taste all that bad.”

You didn’t… what? Your mother just…,

“My cum didn’t taste bad?”

“Well I was kind of preoccupied coughing, you got me by surprise,” She giggled nervously, but ended it with a slight wince “ but no, I don’t think it was that bad.”

You could tell she was uncomfortable too – without a doubt for far different reasons than you – but she seemed intent on reassuring you everything was fine. You might have been able to get her involved with face fucking Nalini due to a combination of magic and her normal helpful nature, and apparently you got out of giving her a facial due to her own mellow nature, and plenty of magic, but this conversation was still definitely not up her alley. Maybe it was her maternal instincts convincing her it was her job to reassure you of just how little the magic made her care.

“Still, apparently your penis isn’t the only thing that’s gotten bigger.” This time your mother was as stiff as stone, a **** smile carved into her red face and her body clearly tense.

“I don’t – I don’t follow.” Why was she talking about your dick, especially since this clearly wasn’t directly related to the magically influenced situation anymore.

“Well that was a lot of cum you got me with.”

“So what do you mean….” You wracked your brain for what she could possibly be getting at by moving small talk in this direction, but the conclusion you arrived at had you using every ounce of your willpower to not swerve off the road, “Have you seen me cum before?”

“What?” Your mother was equally shocked, but her thinking led to her calming down slightly and quickly muttering, “No! God no! I just meant, well that was a lot of cum… in general.” She seemed to have a lot of trouble admitting she knew what a normal amount of cum was to her son.

“I guess I’m just blessed.” You nervously chuckled at the half-truth.

“You’re not experiencing any problems?” Like a light switch, your mother’s concern swept away all her nerve and embarrassment.

You were going to flat out deny anymore talk about your dick or your orgasms and end this line of conversation with your mother, but you hesitated for a moment when you remembered your withdrawal symptoms. That moment of hesitation was all it took to worry your mother,

“John!”

“Okay, okay! Fine! I have to cum all over some whore otherwise my dick hurts! Okay?” You tried to double down and **** this conversations to an end.

“If you’re in pain you should visit a doctor.”

“I’m fine! You saw how much I came – you felt and tasted too – I just have to empty the tank from time to time and I’m fine!”

“Well okay….” Your mother grumbled dismissively, clearly not happy, but she seemed to decide against arguing with you against this.

After a few minutes of painful silence she was the one to break the ice that had filled your car,

“So I’m ‘some whore’ than?”

“Ugh, it’s not – I didn’t mean – I was cumming buckets and you were just there okay? I couldn’t help it.”

Your mother responded mostly by chuckling,

“I said it was fine, I should’ve known the risks before getting on my knees before a horny young man. I was just joking.” She chuckled some more, but with considerably less gusto.

She managed to clear the tension you caused, but now you were both back to being uncomfortably nervous. It was really a blessing when Caitlin turned in to a parking lot and you were finally able to move on from this.