Chapter 2

I was quite pleased with the progress we had made. In two days I had experienced more sex than I could even fantasize. I hadn’t even seen a real live naked woman till I saw Mom naked yesterday.

Man, was I lucky! She was a dream come true, with big breasts and a full body, her wide hips framing sweet pussy lips. I had licked her to orgasm, but my eyes were closed and I hadn’t gotten a close view of her wonderful honey-pot.

I wondered how it would feel to pump my cock in her pussy. What if I ejaculated as soon as I slid into her? This was a real possibility, and it made me very nervous.

Mom had promised to teach me how to control my excitement. She’d shown me breathing techniques to calm down, but a little excitement and feel of her pussy was all it took to make me forget about breathing altogether.

I realized that Mom was exploiting me in a way, utilizing me for her own sexual fulfillment, but I was ready to play along because this was turning out to be a dream come true for me.

I imagined fucking her hard and long, over and over again till she begged me to stop. My dick was now rock hard imagining Mom’s face twisted in pleasure, her big breasts bouncing back and forth as I pounded her.

I resisted the urge to grab my dick and play with it. It was still healing from the wounds I had unwittingly incurred by slipping on a cock ring that was too small for me. That had led to discovery by my Mom, who had helped me, and promised to help me more.

Today was an exciting day. Mom worked the evening shift, so she was at home the entire day. Then I’d have Mom entirely to myself. In preparation for intimacy that was about to entail, I brushed and showered. I went downstairs to the kitchen wearing jeans and a casual shirt in case Mom wasn’t in the mood.

“Good Morning, Mom” I called out. She was showered and ready. Wearing a loose robe just like the last night, putting her cleavage on display.

“Hey, honey. I was just thinking about you. About helping you out, you know”

“Yes, Mom. I’m ready for your coaching”

“Good. Let’s start the day off with a healthy breakfast. Why don’t you strip completely and sit at the dining table”

“Strip...?” I wasn’t sure I heard the words right.

“Yes,” Mom confirmed. “Remember, you promised to completely obey me. You must become accustomed to being naked in the presence of a woman. Without my permission, you are not permitted to touch your dick or stimulate it in any way by stroking or rubbing it against anything. Now take off your clothes and come here so I can examine your wound.”

I quickly took off my clothes. My cock was already rising, half erect at the thought of exhibiting myself to Mom. As I walked over to the dining table where Mom sat, my dick hardened to an erect attention, jutting out proudly.

Mom held the tip of my dick in her palm, her beautiful fingers encircling it and pulling it up. Her other hand lightly cupped my sac as she moved my shaft around examining the skin all around. The redness on my shaft had decreased and the pain had also softened.

Yesterday I shot my load at just this stimulation. I willed myself to take a deep breath. Exhaling slowly I felt my pulse calm down. Good, I had to learn how to control my excitement and prevent myself from shooting a load at the slightest provocation.

“Good, it looks a lot better. I think you may even be ready for some light exercise” Mom said, her voice dripping with lust. Just holding my hot meat in her hand had made her pussy burn with desire. She wanted to push up against me and fill her wetness with my thick cock. She knew I wouldn’t last more than a few minutes.

“I’m going to apply some lube on your dick and give it a massage so it can heal some more”

I just nodded in response, happy with whatever she had in mind. All in all, it was a win-win situation for me.

Mom applied a generous layer of lube on my throbbing shaft and bulbous dick head. It looked gorgeous in its glistening glory. My dick throbbed as she massaged the lube into my skin, making it bounce and pulse as it glided through her palm. Up and down, she slid her closed palm, the touch was gentle yet firm. If she hadn’t stopped I would’ve cum right then and there.

“Now sit down while I get you some breakfast. And remember, only I decide what touches your dick.”

Mom watched as I settled at the breakfast table. My erection was still pointing up at a 45 degree angle as I sat, the bulb head still huge and glistening under the glass table top. She thought that I’d lose my erection while having breakfast and she didn’t want that to happen.

Something was definitely going through her mind because without a word she pulled her robe open. Her breasts jiggled with the motion, the pink and juicy nipples already hard in excitement. She continued with taking her panties off, till she stood fully naked before me.

My cock had never been so harder.

“Remember, no touching your dick” she repeated, as she casually walked over to the cabinet to get the cereal. Her moves were slow and deliberate, hips swaying for effect. She reached up to get a bowl and walked back slowly to the dining table and set it down.

I could feel my cock throbbing as fast as my heart. I badly wanted to just grab my sexy Mom and ravage her. Her cool manner and deliberate movements were making me go crazy. “I’ve got to hold on and learn to control myself, and once I’ve learned the ropes, she’s mine” I consoled myself.

Mom was standing by my side, holding the bowl in front of me. She rested her arm on my shoulder and pressed her pelvis against my arm, getting closer until the tip of her clean-shaven pussy rubbed the ball of my shoulder.

She slowly opened the cereal box and, gripping my shoulder with one arm, leaned in with the other to pour the cereal into my bowl. I turned to face her breasts, leaving my shoulder anchored for my Mom’s pussy to rub against.

I dug my face into her breasts while my free hand grabbed one of the breasts, and she hadn’t said anything about not touching her.

I was taken aback by how soft and tender the breasts felt. I searched for the hard nipple with my tongue while holding the large orb in one hand. I felt it harden even more as I licked it gently. Mom had dropped the cereal box and was now wrapping her hand around my neck, her pussy still rubbing up and down as she guided my head to her breasts with the other hand.

I could feel her wet juices on my shoulder at this point. I alternated from one breast to the other, my tongue flicking from one nipple to the other, she sighed softly. I was able to remain calm despite being close to my Mom’s arousing body.

I felt calm as I gently caressed the contours of her breast, my shoulder pressed against her throbbing mound, as I lightly played with her nipples with my tongue and lips, I was now the provider and my Mom, the needy.

Mom couldn’t believe how hot and carried away she had become. Being close to me was proving difficult. She needed to calm down and regain control. She drew herself away, her gaze fixed on my hands.

They were both on the table, but not touching my dick. I was exercising incredible restraint and self-control! She turned toward the fridge to get the milk without revealing her disappointment or excitement.