Later that day at home

As John finished his cycle home, he noticed his mother’s car was parked outside. He decided he would stay out as he was too drained to deal with his mother’s ‘encouragements’ right now. Unfortunately, he had already used up most of the cash that he had gone out with, so he would have to sneak in to grab some more. He rushed up to his room and thankfully heard the shower running, meaning he could hopefully be out by the time she could bother him. A flash of her lathering down here naked body with soap crossed his mind but he suppressed it. He had been letting his therapist get to him too much. Looking around his room he found only a few coins which wasn’t really enough to do anything, so he would have to resort to asking his mother for some. He knocked on the shower door and called out to her.

“Hey Mom. I’m going out for a bit. Can I borrow some cash?”

“Sure Honey. My purse is in my bag in the kitchen.”

“Thanks Mom. Love you.”

“Love you too Honey. Enjoy yourself.”

John saw the bag as he entered the kitchen. He pulled it open to find her purse and strangely found a film photograph laying at the top. He flipped it over to take a look and his breath caught in his chest. There his mother was completely nude but for a pair of frilly panties. She was kneeling with her boobs held aloft, making them seem even bigger than they were. Most shocking was how most all of her visible skin was glistening with what John could only guess was dried semen. Over one shoulder was an erect penis sitting just an inch away from her lips that sat teasingly apart. Behind her John saw what must have been a bed post.

John was torn. He knew his mother wanted to be more sexually liberated and he was happy for her to get to follow her dreams but it was not something he wanted to be confronted with. He wanted to look away but something kept him studying the picture. He felt a deep pang of jealousy. He had to convince himself it was jealousy of losing the sweet innocent mother he had grown up with and not that he wanted this to himself. He couldn’t bring himself to put the picture back. Of course, if his mom noticed it was gone she would know he took it but something in him overrode his logical thinking. He decided he would dispose of it later but for now he would hide it in his room and leave before his mother came out of the shower. He grabbed the $70 from his mother’s purse and fled.

Lilith had had a lot to think about as she washed the residual traces of her adventure from her body. Of course, she felt liberated to be able to make such progress on her deepest fantasies, but a darker feeling dwelled beneath. Once again, she had been rejected when she tried to make advances on the shop clerk. Did no one even find her appealing? The only man that had showed any interest in her was the man from the booth. Was that because he couldn’t see her? She had never had any indication she was unattractive before. She would have a lot to talk to that therapist next time she saw her.

As she stepped out of the shower, she noticed her son had already left so there was no rush to get dressed. Recently she had found it more comfortable to wear less around the house so she was happy to take the opportunity to relax in a bathrobe. She had just started to do some chores in the kitchen when she heard the phone ring and picked it up.

“Hey Mom. It’s me.”

“Oh, hello Claire. It’s good to hear from you. Is everything alright?”

“I’m fine Mom. I’ve got some time off from college so I was looking to drop down for a few weeks.”

“Is it really that time of the year already? Of course, you can come home for as long as you like. Unfortunately, your olds rooms full of clutter right now that I haven’t had chance to move. You may have to stay with your brother until I can get that sorted out.”

“Aw really Mom? John’s great and all but you know what guys his age are like. I won’t be able to go two feet without stepping on some cloggy socks.”

“Hey, don’t be like that to your brother. We always have to support each other. Actually, your brother is going through some issues at the moment.”

“Really? What sort of issues? Anything I can do?”

“Its best if we talk about it after you come home, I think. Anyway, tell me about college.”

The two girls talked for a while, catching up on each other’s lives. It seemed like Claire was having some boy issues as she had gone through several boyfriends in the last few months but she wasn’t willing to give further details to Lilith. Otherwise she seemed pretty happy with how things were going. After some final pleasantries they each said their goodbyes and hung up. Claire would need picking up from the station in two days.

Lilith wanted to make some headway on the spare room in preparation for Claire’s return but a sudden wave of exhaustion hit her. She had been through a lot in the last day and figured a quick nap would get her feeling right again. She laid down on the couch and instantly fell into deep slumber.

John arrived home again a few hours later. He had found a couple of the latest games that caught his interest so had bought them to get through at some point. As he stepped through into the living room, he caught an unexpected sight. His mother was sprawled out over the couch, her bathrobe fallen open to reveal her bare figure. Before he could take in the situation, he found himself crossing the room to stand over her on instinct. John’s curiosity got the better of him. He had barely ever touched a woman’s breast before, never mind ones as large and perfect as his mother’s. He tentatively reached out to gently caress the one spilling out over the side of the settee. They were even softer than he imagined and comfortably fit the curve of his hand.

A fire instantly started burning in John’s loin. It was only through the threat of discovery that he had pried himself away from that sexy photo earlier, but now he couldn’t help himself. His erection needed some attention. He knew he should take care of it in his room but his body was already moving on its own pulling his aching member out with his free hand. As soon as his hand touched it he was lost to the pleasure. Unable to do anything but pump himself as he eyed her body down from her bountiful breasts down to her visible shaven genitals. It was less than a minute before he was spurting vast strings across her breasts and navel. She stirred a little as the first blast hit her but remained asleep. It was only then that he realised what he had done.

There was no way he could have his mother wake up covered in his semen. However, it would be even worse if she woke up to him cleaning the semen off her and John didn’t think he could get it all without waking her up. In a fit of desperation, he thought of the sleeping pills his mother kept in the bathroom. After her husband passed away, Lilith had signed up to trial potent experimental sleeping pills to help with her restless nights. Now she could sleep easy again, she kept them as a way to knock herself out for a few hours when needed. With heavy regret John rushed to grab a couple of pills from the bottle and crushed them into a mouthful of water. Working quickly as every second mattered he returned to her side and carefully tilted her head up. He slowly fed the fluid into her mouth, ensuring that she was swallowing. Her eyes groggily came open.

“Shh shh. Don’t move. It’s just me. It’s alright. Go back to sleep.”

Clearly very tired, his mother showed little resistance and her eyes drifted shut. Happy that she had drunk enough, John set the glass aside and waited. After thirty long minutes he was sure the pills must have taken effect by now and went to grab a cloth to clean her up. He had to be gentle wiping her down as he wasn’t completely confident in the pills. The difficult parts were the pool in her navel and the folds under her breast that he had to carefully lift to get under. Giving so much attention to her breasts was starting to take its toll and he could feel himself growing hard again.

A devilish thought crossed his mind that was too exciting to hold back. With one outstretched finger he swept up one of the last globs of semen and slowly pressed it to her parted lips. Reflexively her lips sealed around his finger and she licked the tip. He pulled his finger back and it came out clean. The firm, soft suction felt so good on his finger, that he couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like on a more sensitive organ. John could feel himself losing control again and with her in this **** state, he knew it would be easy for his horny mind to push things too far. With one last burst of urgency he finished cleaning her off and disposed of all the evidence.

Something inside John had changed somehow. This had gone beyond the premature ejaculation that he first gone to the therapist about. Sure, his stamina was seeing improvement but was it worth the cost of losing control of his libido? He had cum on, **** and fed his mother his semen in a fit of uncontrollable lust. He would have to bring up his concerns with the therapist the next time he saw her. For now, it might be best to continue with his treatment and avoid his mother as much as possible until he could figure this out.