Chapter 3

I had barely been able to concentrate on my lessons at college that day. I’d spent much of it with a semi hard-on just thinking about mom wanking me off that evening, and the sight of her in her underwear. By late afternoon, the ache in my balls was more than normal. I needed to cum, big time.

When I got back to our house, my heart was beating fast, not knowing quite how things would pan out this evening. Mom’s car was parked in the driveway. She was home already she normally got in before me, because of the hours she worked.

She was in the kitchen, and called out to me as she heard me come in and slam the door shut.

“Jacob, come in here.”

I walked down the hallway into our kitchen.

Mom had her head down mixing something in a bowl.

“I’ve been thinking about our little arrangement,” she said, looking up at me, and without any ‘Hello’ or ‘Hi’.

“We’ll have to organize our evenings so that we have one session as soon as you come in, one just before bedtime and then fit one in somewhere in between depending on what we’ve both got planned for the evening.”

I didn’t like the tone of her voice. She was in one of her moods it seemed, and it was the last thing I expected or wanted when I got home.

“This is all very inconvenient for me Jacob. I hope you appreciate what I am doing for you,” she continued, sounding really pissed off.

Maybe she had been simmering all day at work, thinking about my problem and what she was having to do to help me.

“I do mom,” I said, trying not to let her get to me and appease her.

“It’s only for a couple of weeks, hopefully,” I added.

“Are you sure you’ve not been lying to Dr. Taylor and me about being with a girl and catching something?” she said accusingly.

“If I find out after all this that you have, young man,” she continued, in a threatening tone.

“Honestly, mom, I haven’t,” I said a little desperately

“I honestly don’t know why I’ve got this ... er ... problem,” I added looking directly at her.

She looked at me hard in the eyes from across the room in silence for a few seconds, and then seemed to mellow a little.

“Ok, then,” she said, more calmly.

Apparently pacified at my response, and looking back down at the bowl she was stirring.

“Are you going to have a shower?”

She said in a more relaxed tone, but sounding like she was being made to do a chore.

“Yes, mom,” I said.

I normally had one first thing, when I got home in the evenings.

“Well, as we need to get three specimens each evening, I think we can do one first thing when you come home, whilst you are showering. It will save time,” she said.

My dick became alive as she spoke, despite the fact we had almost argued a moment ago.

“Ok,” I said, and blushing a little.

“I’ll ... er ... leave my bathroom door open for you.”

“Give yourself a good wash all over, first,” she replied.

“And then give me a call. I don’t want to come in before you’ve had a chance to clean yourself all over properly,” she continued.

“Ok, mom”

I replied and turned back into the hallway and ran up the stairs. My dick was straining in my pants again.

I pulled off my jeans, t-shirt and sweater quickly, kicked off my sneakers off and removed my socks in double quick time. I wanted to cum, and cum soon my balls were really aching.

I left the bathroom door ajar and got into the bath, pulling the shower curtain across at the same time. Turning on the shower, I gave myself a good wash all over, including my balls and semi hard cock.

I had one of those shower’s that were positioned over the bathtub with a detachable head, so you could either take a proper bath or stand at one end of the bathtub and shower, or use the head attachment in your hand. It was nice having my own bathroom attached to my bedroom.

On finishing, I turned the water off, opened the shower curtain, and shouted out loudly to mom, so she could hear me downstairs.

“I’m ready mom.”

As I dried myself off with a towel whilst standing in the bathtub, I thought about mom coming in here in her bra and panties, and my cock became fully hard. I was desperate to cum, but I didn’t want mom to see me like this as she walked through the door.

I was still a bit embarrassed about her seeing me so easily aroused, so I decided to hang the towel casually in front of my legs, hoping she would not notice that I was trying to hide my erect dick.

I heard mom come into my bedroom and then she knocked on the bathroom door, which was ajar about two inches.

“Come in,” I said.

My heart was beating fast.

Mom came in. She had not undressed and was still wearing the half sleeved blouse and skirt, which I had seen her in downstairs. I felt a bit disappointed. She had the semen-measuring beaker in one hand.

She looked me up and down and saw I was holding the towel, covering my crotch and legs partly. My dick jerked up again, seeing mom standing just a few feet away, with me being nude in the bath in front of her.

“Why are you holding that towel?” she said, and grabbed it.

As soon as she snatched it from my hand, she saw my boner sticking out.

I blushed, still not used to her seeing me like this.

“Your cock gets hard easily doesn’t it?” she said.

Not taking her eyes off it, and looking a little mesmerized by it. My stretched cock head, with the piss slit showing, pointed straight up towards her.

“Er ... well ... I guess ... it’s cos I’m quite young.”

I said a little embarrassingly, trying desperately to think of an excuse.

“I can’t really help it,”

I added, being truthful.

She licked her lips. I’d not seen her do that when she had wanked me off before.

I blushed again, not quite sure what to make of seeing her do that.

Then, looking back up at me she said,

“Ok, just follow my instructions. We’ll have to do things a bit differently as you’re standing up, rather than lying on your bed.”

“Ok,” I replied, compliantly.

I still wanted to cum bad.

“I think I’ll be quite quick this time,” I added, wondering if she would take her blouse and skirt off for me.

“It looks like you don’t need much stimulation, but I’m going to take my blouse and skirt off anyway. I don’t want them to get stained just in case we have a mishap, as you’re standing,” she said.

Then she turned around so her back was towards me and pulled her top off over her head and threw it on the clothes hamper in the corner of the bathroom. I could see her bra straps now. She was wearing a cream coloured bra.

Then, still with her back to me, she unzipped her skirt from the side and let it fall to the floor. My dick jerked up. I saw she was wearing matching cream coloured panties and I could see the shape of her round, full buttocks, tightly held in by them. I took a hard breath in.

The panties seemed to be slightly more modern and shapely than the black ones she had worn before, with a bit less fabric, and seemed to be tighter into her ass crack too. She looked really sexy!

Then she stepped out from her skirt, taking one step backwards and bent down forwards to pick it up.

Fuck! What a sight! She was sticking her ass right out back, towards me with the material of her panties catching in her butt crack. She seemed to hold that pose for ages and then stood up, and threw her skirt on top of her blouse on the clothes hamper.

Then, she turned around, looked at me and then down at my dick. I saw her bra from the front and noticed that this bra, like her panties, seemed to have a bit less material than the black ones she had worn before, and was also more modern looking. Still, it covered her largish boobs well, so I could not see much of them.

My eyes then wandered down to her crotch. The material of her panties was quite thick and wide there, so I could not see much, not even any pussy hair. I looked up again quickly, so as not to appear like I was staring.

“Have you cleaned it properly?”

She said, looking at my erect dick.

“Er ... yes,” I responded feebly, and feeling all hot and bothered seeing her like this.

“Let me make sure and give it a quick rinse,” she replied.

She grabbed the shower-head, which was detachable from the wall bracket, and turned the water on, directing the spray onto my hard cock and balls. She gently stroked me along the shaft, and then my balls.

“Turn around,” she said.

I didn’t know why she wanted me to do that, but I did it, following her instructions. She could now see my naked butt properly, for the first time.

“You have quite a nice bottom Jacob,”

She said spraying the water onto my ass cheeks and giving each buttock a good rub up and down with her free hand. When she touched my ass, my dick jerked up. I had never felt so hard before.

“I think I need to cum mom,” I said, a little desperately, but trying to sound as cool as possible.

“Turn around again.”

I faced her again, my dick pointing directly at her face again. I was rock hard.

“Good, we won’t waste much time then, as you are so ready,” she said.

She grabbed the semen beaker from the washbasin where she had placed it, and said.

“This time, I’m going to wank your cock towards me.”

As I stood in the bath with my dick pointing out over the side, mom bent forwards slightly so she was looking down at my dick, held the semen beaker with her left hand, and then with her right hand, started pulling on my dick towards her, pointing the head of my penis into the beaker.

She was holding the beaker about level with her boobs, so it looked almost like she was wanking me onto them and her bra, if the beaker had not been there. Fuck! This was a real turn on!

As she bent forward, I could see the top of her boobs better as they hung down in her bra whilst she stroked my dick. The feel of her hand squeezing and stroking my hard-on was fantastic.

I knew it would not be long before I came now. Then, all of a sudden she stopped wanking me and said,

“Jacob, I think we might have a problem like this. I don’t want you to cum on my bra and stain it, just in case I miss catching your cum for any reason. I think it’s better if I take it off.”

I could believe my ears. Mom was going to take her bra off! Fuck!

She let go my dick, put the semen beaker down and started unclipping her bra from the back.

My heart was racing big time, watching her do this, and my dick raged up in response.

She didn’t look at me, and without any fuss, whipped it off, grabbed the semen beaker and started pumping my dick again, concentrating hard on it.

I looked down and couldn’t believe my eyes! I’d never seen boobs before in real life and just seeing the large fleshy, milky-white globes of each breast was incredibly arousing! And as I stared, I saw that mom had wide pinky-brown areole, about two inches across on each, and large nipples to match! Fuck! Her boobs looked amazing, and my dick seemed to harden even more!

I stared open mouthed whilst mom’s boobs wobbled and shook below me as they hung down whilst she wanked me off.

That was it. I shouted.

“I’m cuming,”

And mom tightened her grip on my prick and pointed it firmly into the beaker, as I came in thick, creamy spurts, again and again.

“Uh ... uh ... Uhhhhhhh...”

I blurted out as I exploded.

“That’s right Jacob,” said mom encouragingly.

As she milked my dick, pulling and squeezing on it. My cum waves seemed to last for ages, until finally I felt I had no more to give, and mom finally let go my limp dick.

I had to sit down on the edge of the bath facing her and closed my eyes for a moment. That cum had felt so amazing and I was on a real high.

I came to my senses after a few seconds and mom said,

“Look at this.”

I looked at the beaker and saw my cum had almost reached the half way mark. It looked like a lot.

But my eyes did not linger on the semen beaker. They went back to the amazing sight of mom’s gorgeous large tits. They were ‘hangers’, and big ones. Fuck! They looked so hot! I felt like touching and sucking on them.

I tried not to look as if I was staring hard, but it must have looked a bit obvious.

I think mom realized I was looking at her boobs and became a bit self conscious and said.

“Ok, that’s enough for now. I’ll go and make a note of this quantity and then finish getting dinner ready. Give yourself a quick rinse again and come down to eat.”

And with that she turned, grabbed her bra and clothes, and began walking out of the bathroom towards the hallway, which was through my bedroom.

As she did so I could not take my eyes off the sway of her ass, and the way the flesh of her butt cheeks wobbled and wriggled as she did so. The material of her panties seemed to catch in her ass crack and I don’t know if it was my imagination, but her hips seems to be swaying more than I’d ever noticed before, as she walked.

I could never have imagined that I’d see my mom topless, with just her panties on, walking out of my bathroom and bedroom like that in front of me. This was all still incredible!

I cleaned up, put on some clothes and then sat on my bed for a moment, thinking about what had just happened. I was trying to make sense of it all. This was all a real turn on for me.

My mind went back to the way mom had been whist in the bathroom. I thought about the way she had looked at my hard dick at first, seemingly mesmerized by it, the way she had licked her lips and then bent over, showing me her ass as she picked up her skirt, and then asking me to turn around so she could look at my butt and give it a feel, and then finally, her taking off her bra and showing me her boobs. It all had been so fucking hot!

Yet, before all this, she had been angry and had a go at me whilst in the kitchen, saying it was all very inconvenient for her! How odd!

It was a real turn on, the way mom had been in the bathroom, and maybe she was just doing those things to just stimulate me, but somewhere in the back of my head I started to wonder whether she was doing those things on purpose, because she was getting some secret thrill out of it.

As far as I knew mom hadn’t been with another man since dad left three years ago. She must have sexual feelings too. Had she got angry in the kitchen because she was feeling guilty about what she was doing, or because she was getting some sexual pleasure out of it and feeling guilty about that?