Test the waters

You knew you weren’t in your right mind considering Mom’s hand was still stroking you closer and closer to an orgasm but even knowing this was a bad idea wasn’t enough to stop you from following through.

“I’m sure Grace wouldn’t mind me thinking about her like that. In my opinion, she's just as sexy as you and you must have seen the way men have stared at her over the years the two of you have been friends. These may just be childish fantasies that I’m having but I wouldn’t mind having the two of you in my bed at night” you revealed, maybe taking your explanation a bit too far.

“Sweetie! You definitely shouldn’t be thinking like that and especially not telling me about it” Mom replied acting shocked, her hand still jerking you off with no signs of stopping.

“What’s wrong with a fantasy or two? You must have a few in your head that you’ve wanted to try over the years” you teased, trying to get Mom to reveal her own secrets.

“Nothing as crazy as a threesome!” she shot back, reminding you not to tell her about what you, Sarah and Emma had been doing earlier.

“So you do have some fantasies then? Any that I can help… fulfil?” you asked back, having to pause as Mom drew you closer to your climax even with you being mid-conversation.

Mom seemed to realise as well that you weren’t gonna last much longer within her grasp as you twitched within her grasp, unfortunately giving her an out to avoid your question.

“I think you’ve got me doing things way beyond what I’d normally do so I’ve got enough excitement in my life at the moment” she replied, finally leaning back into a more upright position meaning you had to reluctantly remove your hands from her breasts.

You couldn’t afford to reply without breaking your concentration and now that her full body was on display before your eyes, you **** yourself to lean your head back against the pillows on the bed to remove her from your vision and prolong the enjoyment while you could.

“Are you enjoying this? Having your own mother, jerk you off like this?” Mom asked.

“God yes” you replied, barely able to get the words out through gritted teeth.

Mom seemed happy with the response as she brought her free hand down past your shaft and towards your balls, surprising you at the contact but still keeping her touch light.

“I want you to cum for Mommy then. Let it all out and cover me like you want” she said, almost sounding demanding as she sped up stroking.

She even tightened her grip as she squeezed your shaft, making you think she was **** for your release and finally pushing you over the edge at that thought.

You tried to groan and warn her of your release but your first spurt of cum seemed to be a surprise to her as it arched upwards, landing on her stomach before dripping down her body. She seemed to get the message after that and adjusted her aim to not land on herself, letting the remainder of your load splash against her hands before it landed onto you.

It wasn’t the most intense orgasm that you had had today given the circumstances but it certainly felt great to coat Mom in cum at any chance you got. Mom was still holding your cock in one of her hands while the other scooped up the cum that had landed on her before it trailed down onto her bed, leaving both of her hands completely coated with nothing left to wipe them on.

You watched as she contemplated, seeing your cum cling to her fingers as she tried to figure out what to do. You didn’t want to tell her what to do now that you had been trying to get her to initiate some of the more sexual acts but it seemed like this time she didn’t want to go too far.

She looked at you for a second as if considering what you would want to see but she must have decided against it as she swung her leg over you and got up to head to the bathroom, making sure none of your cum would drip down her fingers and land on anything. You let your hand trail along her side as she left and she had barely been gone a few seconds before she came back into the room, handing you some tissues and some wet wipes before returning to finish fully cleaning herself up.

You used what she gave you as you heard the tap start to run in her bathroom sink, doing your best with what you had before standing up to join her, having to put your jeans back on to get rid of your wipes as you then watched her wash off her hands from behind. With the mirror in front of her over the sink, you could see everything and no matter how many times you saw her naked, you didn’t think you’d ever grow tired of the sight.

“Don’t you ever get bored of staring like that?” Mom teased as if reading your mind, making you look at her reflection in the mirror to see that she had caught you looking, the coy smile on her face telling you she didn’t mind the attention.

Given that you had been spotted, you walked up behind her and rested your head on her shoulder, wanting to return your hands to her breast but deciding to leave your arms wrapped around her stomach for the moment.

“I could stare at you for years” you replied, with Mom blushing at the unexpected compliment.

As Mom relaxed into your embrace, she finished cleaning up and dried her hands on the nearby towel, leaving the two of you stood there knowing that your time spent alone together was naturally coming to a close and given the mood, you felt it was okay to put forward a question or two.

“I know this probably wasn’t what you first had in mind when you agreed to us being more intimate but are you okay with everything so far?” you asked, the both of you looking into each other's eyes through the mirror as you spoke.

“I’m probably gonna have trouble sitting down in the morning again but… yeah I’ve enjoyed this in a strange kind of way. I would have never expected something like this even just a week ago but yeah, this was fun” she revealed, sounding relieved to admit how she was feeling.

“You’re telling me, this past week has been something else” you admitted, giving her a smile in response.

The two of you stood in silence for a few moments, with you not wanting to let go and end the evening you had spent with her. It seemed that Mom was thinking similarly as she stayed within your grasp, only speaking up when so recalled something from before.

“...Did you mean what you said earlier when you were talking about Grace?” She asked, still keeping eye contact with you to show this was a somewhat serious question for her.

You now had a much clearer mind than before and you knew it was still a bit too early to reveal everything to Mom about all of your plans. Still, telling her some of the bits and pieces now could help to ease her into anything later instead of her having to accept another huge change to the family dynamic in the future.

From the way she continued to lock eyes with you, you knew there was no way to avoid giving an answer so you considered your next words carefully.