Does William Help His Mother Or Does He Take Advantage Of The Situation?
Things Quickly Start To Spiral
William stared at his mother for nearly a minute in complete silence while she looked at him expectantly. "Sweetie, what's the holdup?" His mother asked while glancing back towards him, "It's okay, just come over and give me a good hard pull, I should come free."
"But you're not...um, mom, you're not wearing any pants..." William awkwardly replied.
Angie narrowed her eyes at her son, "William, don't make this into a situation, all I'm asking for is your help. Now if you'd please..." His mother sharply replied, not liking the way her son was acting about her being without clothes.
"Sorry mom," William mumbled back, based on her reaction, William reversed his thoughts on his dream being real. Angie was his mother, Julia was his step-sister, the two were completely different. His mother obviously had no reason to be concerned about being in her underwear around her son, because he was her son! William almost wanted to smack himself as he walked over to his mother, "Seriously, I didn't mean to make things weird."
Angie let out a small sigh and lightly laughed, "No I understand, you're still a young man, and these things get to you, mother or not, I know what I look like," she nearly teased causing William's cock to pulse again. "I mean, I had you when I was seventeen, I'm not exactly dear old mom yet, I'm only thirty-seven!" She laughed once more before sighing, "Anyway, you ready to help me now?"
"Yeah..." William slowly mumbled out while reached forward, forcing his crotch to press against his mother's perfect ass, "Okay, let's just-" William grunted as he grabbed his mothers shoulders and gave her a rough yank, her ass jiggling against him.
"Ow, ow, ow, oh honey, hold on," Angie winced causing William to pull back quickly.
"You okay? Should I get Aaron?" William quickly offered.
"No, it's not my hand, it's your pants. They're digging right into me when you pull...sweetie; I don't want to make this any weirder for you but...could you please just take them off for a moment." Angie softly asked causing William to go slack-jawed, "I promise it's only because they're hurting me, once I'm out you put them back on and I go and get some real clothes as well. I should have just borrowed some of Julia's in the first place," she mumbled out.
"Um...O-okay," William whispered as he reached down and unbuckled his pants, slipping them off before laying them on the counter,
"Oh!" Angie exclaimed before giggling, "Honey, I am so sorry, I didn't realize I got you so hot and bothered," she remarked as she caught a glimpse of his tent, making William blush hard.
"Mom," he whined back causing her to giggle more.
"Guess you can call me Jessie's mom, because I got it going on, hmm?" Angie said making William slightly cringe at the corny one liner...one-liner? Just like a porno...William's eyes grew in size once again; this wasn't a coincidence, was it? How could all this be happening by chance? "Will, I do still need help though, so could you please just do it real fast then you can...take care of things in your room."
William turned a deep shade of red and nodded, regardless of his lust, having his mom talking about him jerking off made him feel embarrassed. He moved back behind her and pressed his cock against her supple ass cheeks, resting it between the divet, while grabbing her shoulders. William gave a tug, his mother's ass working his cock immediately. He breathed out in some relief and gave her another tug; the same thing happened again. "Y-You're really stuck..." William nearly smiled as he tugged again.
"Yeah, because you're not pulling hard enough," His mother grunted back as he pulled with him, unable to take her mind off the feeling of her son's massive prick resting on her perfect ass. A few minutes past as William tugged her back, though her hand refused to come free. Angie started to grow frustrated, some of it even becoming sexually based due to the feeling of William's teasing cock. "William, I need you to fucking pull." She sharply told her son, "Honestly it feels like you're not even doing anything any....more, William!" She hissed out while feeling his cock merely working her ass, while he used her shoulders for support.
"God, this feels so fucking good," William mumbled back.
"W-William," Angie whimpered as she felt her son pull his throbbing hot meat out and slip it under her panties, resting his searing hot flesh against her perfect cheeks, "What the fuck are you doing?" she whispered back.
"I need to cum mom, I'm soooooorry," William moaned back. "Oh god, you're ass is fucking perfect, Mom. It feels so good."
"Yes, thank you honey, but you can't be doing this," she hissed back. "Now take your cock out and-" Angie continued before gasping as she felt William adjust himself so his head was against her lower lips. "William Johnson," his mother sharply said, "I am your mother, and I am thirty-seven years old, I can still get pregnant, and I will not allow you to stick your raw cock inside me. You need to finish; you figure out another way."
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