A Big Problem Pt. 02

Andrew was stroking himself now. "Can I please ... can I just see you at least. Please?"

Stacey could see Andrew was desperate to come. She felt overwhelmed with guilt for fucking Warren behind Andrew's back. And in front of him, for that matter. She stood up from her stool behind the kitchen island, untied her robe, and dropped it to the floor. Then she walked around the island so Andrew could have a full view of her naked body.

"Oh God, Mom. You're so beautiful." Andrew moaned. He cupped his balls in one hand and masturbated with the other.

"Thank you, Baby. So are you. You have a beautiful cock." Stacey didn't want Andrew having a complex after seeing Warren's monster.

Hearing her say "cock" gave Andrew an extra tingle of pleasure. He wanted to hear her say it again. "Yeah, Mom? Is my cock okay? I know it's not as big as Warren's, but do you like my cock, too?"

"Yes, Baby. It's perfect," Stacey replied. She watched Andrew stroking it.

"Suck my cock, Mom. Please? Like you did Warren's?" Andrew begged. He desperately wanted to feel her mouth as Warren had.

"Oh Baby, no. You know we can't." She felt terrible. Stacey knew it wasn't fair that Warren could enjoy her and Andrew couldn't. If she couldn't touch him, she wanted to help him come with her words. "I wish I could, Sweetie. I'm so sorry. I wish I could suck your cock for you."

Just like the week before, the sound of a man masturbating dominated the room.

Andrew wanted to keep his mom talking. "Did you like fucking him?"

"Yes." Stacey nodded her head and gazed back into Andrew's eyes.

"Did you...did you come when you saw me? You did, didn't you." Andrew challenged.

Stacey paused. She knew it was wrong. "Yes."

"Yes what?" Andrew wanted to hear her say it. He stroked harder.

"Yes. I came when I saw you watching me," she admitted. She was ashamed. She was also incredibly turned-on watching Andrew pleasure himself front of her. Stacey wanted to touch herself as well, but fought the urge. She couldn't help but stare at her son jerk off to her naked body. Stacey wanted to watch Andrew come. "I came when I saw your cock, Andrew. I came when I saw you jerking it for me. I came so hard."

Andrew kept probing. "Did he come inside you?"

Stacey shook her head. "No," she whispered and shook her head, her mouth open with desire.

"Where did he come, Mom?" Andrew demanded. His pace was quickening. He was close.

Stacey locked eyes with Andrew and whispered slowly seductively. "He came on my face, Baby." She licked her lips. "And then I cleaned his cock with my mouth."

"Oh fuck, Mom. I'm gonna come!" Andrew moaned. With that, he came forcefully, like a young man who had been hard for the last hour. A few drops landed on her naked thigh. She looked down to see Andrew's come glistening on her tan skin.

"God, Mom. You're so fucking hot." Andrew declared.

Stacey nodded her head, shellshocked by everything that happened in the last hour. "I need to go to bed. Goodnight, Sweetheart." Stacey walked to Andrew, still naked, grasped his arm with her hands, and reached up to try to kiss him on the cheek. Andrew turned and their lips connected. His cock brushed her hip. They kissed for a brief moment. Stacey pulled back and couldn't help but look down at Andrew's cock before walking back around the island, picking up her robe, and proceeding down the hallway. She carried her robe rather than putting it on, giving Andrew a view of her pert backside as she walked away. Andrew followed her after collecting himself, a tiny bit of hope in his mind, but Stacey's bedroom door was closed by the time he turned the corner to the hall.