Nurse Mom

"I'm so sorry son, I had forgotten to mention that all the articles said that in the process of release, the pain may actually get slightly worse. Do you want me to continue?"

Knowing that I didn't want to continue with the pain every day, I figured that I can fight through this pain to get rid of it completely. "Yes mom, I can do this, go ahead."

Fortunately, I wouldn't have to bear it for too long as the length of time since last ejaculation, the constant arousal and now the stimulation should have me firing in no time.

She again took my cock into her hand and began her slow strokes. When I let out a small grunt again, she just looked at me as if waiting for me to tell her to stop. I didn't as I needed her to finish.

Knowing that I wouldn't last as long as I normally would, even I was surprised at how quick my orgasm built up.

She had only made 5 or 6 complete strokes before my balls twisted and pulled in what seemed every direction. I let out a horrific scream as I have never before felt such a conflict of intense pain and overwhelming pleasure at the same time. This was going to be an orgasm that I wouldn't wish on anybody, yet I have never felt so much desire to blow my load before in my life.

With the intenseness of my pain, my mother stopped stroking me but it wasn't going to stop the pain. My cock was already too far over the edge. My balls twisted deep inside my body as it prepared to release it's seed.

My cock began to pulsate as it searched for the cream it was trying to push out. Unsure why she would do it, she tightened her grip around my throbbing shaft as it struggled to release.

I was so wound up at this point that no matter how tight she held, I was still going to cum, and cum I did. With one final upward thrust of my pelvis, I yelled out in agonizing pain as my cock exploded with the force of a firehose.

Nether one of us was expecting as much pressure as was no being released. 1, then 2, then 3 streams of hot cum sprayed through the air. I had my eyes closed from the pain but when I had opened them, I could see that I had already shot numerous streams of jizz half way up the shower wall. It seemed that everywhere I looked, there was jizz dripping down.

Looking at my mother, who was still holding my still spasming cock, I could see that she had also been caught in the line of fire. She was also covered in jizz. Her hair had at least 2 ropes of cum hanging, her shirt had several wet spots from my cum. Her face had 2 very defined ropes of jizz splashed across it. One started above her eye's, down the bridge of her nose and ended on her cheek just below her eye. The other started below her other eye streaming down her cheek, across her lips and trailed off below her chin.

The only way that I can explain how much of a trooper my mother was, I would describe it as to when a mother is changing a baby boys diaper and it pees all over the place. Most mothers wouldn't freak out about it and continue doing what's needed to be done.

She continued lightly squeezing my cock until finally my orgasm began to subside. With her hand flooded with my cum, she laughingly said "Well I hope you feel better now, apparently you really needed that. You rest for a moment while I go and clean myself up."

With that, my softening dick slid from her slick hand and she rose, leaving the bathroom to clean herself in her bathroom.

Exhausted, I laid there taking note of the surprising amount of semen that was everywhere, I can't ever a time that I had cum so hard and in the quantity that I had. In the moment of my bliss, I was rudely brought back to the now when I felt a pain, albeit a lot duller pain as the first testicle began to relax for the first time in days followed by the second one. Although still sore, I could already tell that this is exactly what needed to happen to relieve this pain.

Upon her return to my bathroom she smiled and stated "there they are, back were they belong. How do you feel now?" She was obviously referring to my testicles that had now once again hung freely within the soft fleshiness of my scrotum.

"Much better now, thank you. I am definitely ready for bed now," was all that my mind could think of.

Giggling again, she said "alright, lets finish cleaning you up and then into bed."

Not overly proud of the fact that I just had my mother jerk me off, sort of, I again appreciated the moral sacrifice that she had given and thanked her again as she tucked me into bed. She still played the rockstar mom and acted as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened as she bent forward and kissed me on the forehead.

My mother and father had been living the fairytale marriage since they married as highschool sweethearts. Two years prior to now, my father was killed in combat overseas. It was and has been extremely tough on me, my older sister and especially our mother. My sister was finishing up her last year of college on the other side of the country.

My father was killed shortly after I had graduated highschool and I had decided to stay close to mom to help her how ever I could. My sister was to finish college and not to worry about mom.

My mother seemed to have outwardly buried the pain of his death but her life changes told of a different story. To everyone who had met my mother, she appeared to be a happy normal 42 year old woman. To me, I could see that she had indeed closed herself off from the world.

As bad as my accident was, I actually think that it was a good thing for my mother. Until now, I had been the one helping her get through the days. Now, it is as if she has a new purpose, a new responsibility, a new reason to get out of bed everyday. It was her new found will that broke her from her gloom, her will to take care of me.

Last week, we had experienced something that should never happen between a parent and their child. We had a slight sexual encounter. It was innocent and for a lack of better terms, medical. Never the less, it was sexual with my mother enticing an orgasm from me.

Nothing was ever really discussed about it as my healing progressed. The days would come and go with a regularity that seemed to make my time in the cast fade away. Only once in the last week had mother had to wrangle a morning wood pee. That time however was handled with experience and was uneventful.

Bath's seemed to be fairly normal also with one exception. She would handle me not as her son but as her own. When she would strip me down and bath me, it was as second nature to her as if she was stripping herself down and bathing herself.

She would wash me as normal but now when she got to my business, she would attack it as if there wasn't a nerve anywhere around. With her sudsy hands she would tug and claw at my balls while pulling on my soapy dick in every direction.

She would also reach down and clean my ass crack. I have obviously cleaned my own ass for many years and never felt any pleasure from it. Now, it was someone else's hand that was tracing it's way along the valley of my ass.

"Playing" was never the intent but the pure fact that I had this beautiful woman rubbing her fingers on my anus had my cock rising every time. Never would she mention anything about it but she had to know that what she was doing was causing the erections.

This unsolicited arousal started to catch back up with me again as I could feel the pain in my testicles beginning to return.

A couple of nights later, I awoke from a dream that I was having only to feel a damp coldness covering my flaccid penis. I remembered that I was having a "wet dream" and thought that I may have came in my sleep.

I was actually a little embarrassed by this and hesitated on calling for my mom, but then realized that I couldn't just lay there the rest of the night with wet cold cum on me.

"Mom, MOM, I need you to wake up and come help me," I whisper yelled to her room. A minute later I repeated myself.

This time as if in a panic, she came bursting through my door worriedly asking "what is it Jeff, what's wrong?"

She had jumped out of bed and just threw her silky kimono on. Apparently she sleeps in the nude because for a split second after she opened my bedroom door I could see every curve of her silhouette from the lighted hallway, including the well defined curves of her pussy lips. It was the same outline that I had seen a couple of weeks ago. The only difference is that now, she wasn't wearing her tight spandex.

She hurried to my desk where she turned my lamp on. "What's the matter," she again asked.

Slightly red in the face I said, "well, I think that my little problem is coming back."

But before I could finish, she half annoyed answered with, "I see, but isn't this something we can discuss in the morning?"

Again, red faced, I said, "yeah, but thats not the problem right now."

"Oh, ok, what is it then?'

"Well, I'm pretty sure that I may have had a," I paused for a couple of seconds. "Wet dream. And now i'm getting cold, if you know what I mean."

"Oh my God son, I am so sorry for acting insensitive, it was the sleep talking. Hang on, I'll get some stuff to clean you, Be right back."

To let her know that her snapping didn't offend me, I heckled back at her, "not like i'm going anywhere."

The suddenness of that encounter left me little time to notice anything about anything. But with her return being in a not so panicked mode and my desk lamp on, I did now notice her kimono more intently.

I noticed how obscenely thin the material was as I could now make out the darkness of her areola. I had only seen her naked breasts a few other times, so I know that he areolas are about the size half dollars and that she has Farrah Fawcett's nipples. What I couldn't see was any color changes around her crotch.

I didn't think a second about the fact that I was now getting another hard-on while ogling my mother.

"Ok, let's see what we are dealing with here." Like a pro, she walked over to the bed and pulled the sheets down to my knees. "I do see a problem."

"I know, I'm sorry, " I said again thinking that there was probably another huge mess.

Laughing, she said "don't worry, I take care of this."

As she said that, she started to readjust her position. She was now sitting on the bed by my legs. She was facing me and had tucked her on bed ankle under her off bed leg allowing me to see almost everything from her lower waist up.

The upper part of her kimono parted allowing me to stare directly at her one of her tit's. I haven't actually studied my mom's boobs before but now, wow. She was a 34c with beautiful raindrop shaped lobes, her nipples perched high on the mounds.

I kind of felt bad for a second. Here I was staring at, ogling over, thinking about and she is only here to help me with my mess. That thought vanished the instant that I felt my cock in the grasp of my mothers hand.

"Uh mom, what are you doing?" I asked as she began to slowly stroke my hard cock.

Smiling, she replied "Well Jeff, you see, you were right, you did have a wet dream. You were also noticing the pain coming back to your testicles. And finally, You did make a mess down there."

Laying there, listening to every word she says, I am acutely aware that she is still stroking my cock.

After a brief hesitation, she said "what you are wrong about is," taking her eye's from her gaze on my 7 inch cock to directly looking at my eye's. Without missing a stroke, she continued "I'm sorry, you did have a wet dream but you didn't finish."

"The big mess you had was about a silver dollar size wet spot from." She cut herself off and looked back down at my cock.

I soon understood as she slid her hand up the dry skin of my shaft, cresting the top of my crown followed by copious amounts of slickness. My mother was now lubing my cock with the precum that had left the wet spot on my boxers.

"Second, unless you are one of the very few men in the world that can obtain a second, very powerful erection shortly after his first orgasm, you didn't finish."

"Third, you complain that you're getting blue balls again. Well, it will only get worse if not dealt with. Plus you were already engaged in stimulation, stopping now will only bring a quicker onset of the pain."

"So, let's just get it over with now and be done with it. What do you think?"

What I am thinking is that my mother is jerking me off and I am again staring at her tit as it Jiggles with her strokes. "I think, I think I am in no position to have any say in the matter." With a little chuckle I continued, "Not like I can physically stop you from doing ANYTHING you wanted anyway. And hey, mother knows best, right?

"Good, I think this will save a lot of hassle later on. Just let me know when you are going to cum so I can get the towels ready." And with that, she continued drawing my precum out of the head only to share it with the rest of my cock.

Right or wrong, lusting over my mothers wonderful breast made me realize how much I wanted this woman. I wasn't quite at blue balls yet so sexual stimulation was still very pleasurable. I was truly turned on by my mom, not natural arousal but pure sexual desire.

"Here, let me switch sides." And with that she climbed over me. As she straddled me, she was high enough that I could now see her fully exposed pussy. I hadn't previously noticed a color change because there wasn't one, It was smooth skin as far as the eye could see. Her lips sprung partially open with 2 little strings of moist arousal clinging to either side.

Not that all of this wasn't weird enough but now to realize that my mom was getting off on getting me off.

As she settled herself next to me, her top once again split open presenting me with her other boob. Her soft hands sliding effortlessly around my hard cock as I was transfixed on her beautiful breast.

I broke my gaze long enough to know that I had been caught. Looking up at my mom, it was apparent that she had been watching me ogle her boob. Yet the only sounds to be heard were from my increased breathing and the sloshing sound of her hand on my dick. She did nothing in response to my lusting.

Obvious that all the teasing was meant to be, I once again returned my eye's to her breast. With that, I was surprised by a feeling that the though of has become unpleasant only to find it highly arousing now. She took my cock in her other hand and slid the other down and over my balls.

With her having to reach across her body to grab my cock, her belt finally gave way and open. Barely hanging on to her shoulders, her kimono opened exposing the entire front side of my mother. I had never seen such a sexy woman.

Rolling my balls around in her slick fingers and her other hand fist fucking my cock, it was inevitable that I was going to cum soon.

"Oh God mom, I am going to cum soon,"

She continued stroking my cock as she reached for the towel. Positioning it on my stomach, I didn't think that she would have covered enough. Again, I just went with the flow.

In this case, the flow was my semen that was about to spray everywhere again.

"Ooooooooh god mooom, I'm cumming."

As my cock clenched up, mom rolled her hand over the head. I exploded shooting load after powerful load into her hand as she began massaging my hot jizz in my cock flesh. I could feel the amount of cum that she was trapping as it was now running down either side of my balls and into my ass crack.

Mom must have also noticed this, "oops, better not get the bed wet," she said as she dove her free hand between my ass crack and began scooping up the jizz that had already crossed my anus. She cleaned it all, repeatedly rubbing her slick fingers over my butt hole.

Unsure as to why but this seemed to prolong my orgasm. I did eventually finish and mom had successfully kept my sheets dry, even at the cost of her literally fingering cum from my ass. Her cock hand resembled a bats wing with a each finger connect to the next by a massive amount of semen.

As cool as ever, mom spoke up "yep, you were definitely ready and in need of that. Let me clean you up so we can get back to sleep."

Exhausted and in pure nirvana, I just laid there and let her do her thing. She was cleaning me off with the towel betting everywhere that had gotten wet. Once finished, she threw the towel to the floor and began to climb back over me to get off the bed.

She made no attempt to address her kimono malfunction. Instead, I was again presented with the fully nude version of my mother. This time as I looked at her pussy, it was very apparent how wet her pussy had become. There wasn't an inch around her crotch or inner thighs that wasn't glistening with pussy juice.

While stretching her leg for the floor, her weight shifted bringing her sloppy wet pussy down on my hip. She more dragged it from me than lifting off, leaving a nice wet pool of my mothers cum next to my deflated dick.

Bending over me, she kissed me on the forehead which left me staring at both of her tit's a mear 12 inches from my face.

"Now get to sleep and have pleasant dreams."

Chuckling I said "yeah, ok, pleasant dreams it is then."

I Hadn't made it to sleep yet before I was beginning to hear a faint noise coming through the walls. I then determined that the faint sounds I was hearing we're soft moans emanating from my mothers room.

The next morning went as normal, My mother helps me out of bed, she helps me use the bathroom and then we sit and have breakfast and coffee.

As she sat down next to me in her flannel boxers and thin tank top, I broke in with "Hey mom, can we talk."

"Of course we can, you can talk to me about anything son. You know that."

I again spoke up, "what was that about last night? I mean don't you find it the slightest bit out of normal?"

"Ok, so yes, at first it did feel weird but then something changed inside me. Would you like a bite or drink before I continue?"

I said a drink would be nice. She lifted the cup to my mouth and I sipped at the warm coffee.

"So let me explain myself and maybe it will make sense to you. Since your father died, I have been in a very dark place. I try my hardest to put on this facade of a woman who has moved on, but I haven't."

"Both you and your sister we're out of the house and now, the only man that I have ever loved was also gone. You had stayed close enabling you to look after me, but honestly, my whole life, my whole existence died with your father."

"I was a homemaker without a home, I was a mother with no children, I was a wife with no husband, I was nothing. That all changed when you had your accident. For me it was the bright spot in an otherwise bad situation."

"I was instantly forced back into mother mode. It actually did feel like I just brought home a new baby. I never gave a second thought to anything that I was doing with you. I was just doing what a mom needed to do."

"You still good, do you want another drink or a bite of food?"

While listening to her, my throat had become increasingly drier, so a drink would be good. "A drink please, orange juice."

The orange juice seemed like it would be better on my dry throat plus it had a straw with it, easier to pull a quenching amount of fluid into my throat.

Continuing, "the eureka moment for me came that first time I had masturbated you. At first I was still doing it out of 'duty,' but then when you came it hit my face like a ton of bricks. I, for some unknown reason, felt totally complete."

"I had thought on it for the next few days and came to the realization that, I was once again a homemaker, a mother and now a wife. Now I know that sounds weird but listen, I take care of the house, I cook dinner for you, I make a home for you."

"I bathe you, I feed you, I wipe your ass for you, I mother you. Now I am in a position where I am also servicing you. As innocent as it may be, I am still making sure that ALL your needs are being taken care of, wifely things."