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This story is intended for readers aged 18 and above. It contains sensitive content, adult scenes, and explicit descriptions. All characters in this story are 18 years old or older.
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Chapter 4: Mother's First Touch
"No need to hide it from Mommy, sweetheart," she whispered tenderly, her voice filled with an affection that felt far too intimate for a mother.
"Mommy is so happy to see you like this again… after so long."
I swallowed hard, my face burning hot. "Mom… I'm sorry, I—"
Before I could finish, Mom shook her head gently. Her soft hand still held the edge of the blanket, not pulling it further, but not covering me back up either.
"No need to apologize, baby," she said with a gentle smile.
Her eyes occasionally glanced down at my throbbing cock, its head glistening with precum that had already leaked out.
"In our village, things like this aren't meant to be hidden. Especially not from your own mother."
Without waiting for my reply, Mom climbed onto the bed with graceful movements. The mattress sank softly under the weight of her full, voluptuous body.
Our shoulders touched immediately; her smooth, warm skin sent electric jolts through every nerve in my body.
She wrapped her soft arms around my neck and gently but firmly pulled my head toward her chest.
My face sank straight between her two massive, heavy breasts.
The incredible softness enveloped my cheeks, nose, and lips all at once.
Her supple, warm, and full flesh pressed against my face from every side, as if it wanted to swallow me alive.
Mom stroked my hair tenderly, her touch gentle and full of motherly affection — the way a mother would comfort her son. But her breathing had already grown heavy and uneven. My heart pounded wildly, yet my body melted helplessly in her far-too-intimate embrace.
With my face buried between her massive breasts, a chaotic thought flashed through my mind —
I'm not even her real son… but this body is reacting like crazy. — before all rational thought melted away in her warm, intoxicating scent.
Her sweet scent instantly filled my senses — a mix of soft vanilla, warm milk, and the rich aroma of an aroused mature woman.
My breaths became short. Mom's soft breasts felt hotter and slightly damp with a thin layer of sweat.
Without thinking, I slowly rubbed my face against her massive, pillowy chest. I could feel her hardened nipples pressing against my cheek through the thin fabric of her nightgown.
"Oh, you really like Mommy's breasts, don't you?" Mom's voice sounded teasing, laced with amusement and lust.
Without waiting for my answer, she pulled her nightgown down with one smooth tug. Her two bare breasts spilled free, swaying heavily in front of my face.
'My God… they're so beautiful,' I thought, my throat suddenly dry.
The two large, heavy sacks of white flesh hung full and ripe, her nipples hardened into two tempting dark-red peaks, the wide areolas darkened by age and fertility.
I couldn't look away.
Mom chuckled softly at my obvious reaction. She took my hand and guided it straight to her left breast, pressing my palm against the hard nipple.
"Touch it, son. Mommy doesn't mind."
My breathing grew heavier. My eyes reddened with unbearable arousal. In a trembling voice, I asked, "Mom… can I squeeze them?"
Mom smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling with a strange mix of happiness and raw lust.
"Yes, darling. You can touch them, squeeze them, suck them… do anything you want to Mommy's breasts. It's been so long since you last touched them."
I didn't waste a second. My right hand greedily grabbed her left breast.
The soft yet heavy flesh filled my palm, so supple that my fingers sank into it.
I squeezed harder, feeling her nipple stiffen even more against my palm.
Her hard nipple pressed into my hand, hot and tempting.
Meanwhile, Mom's other hand slowly moved downward.
Her fingers traced across my bare chest, over my stomach, lower and lower… getting closer to my rock-hard cock that stood perfectly erect, throbbing in anticipation of her first touch.
"You've grown so big now, baby…"
she whispered right into my ear, her voice husky and filled with unhidden desire.
"Can Mommy touch it? Can Mommy see it up close… and hold it?"
"Mom…" my voice was hoarse, almost gone.
I could only nod weakly, my breathing ragged. My body felt like it was burning from the inside.
Her soft, warm hand finally reached the base of my cock.
Her fingers touched it gently, as if admiring something precious.
I shuddered violently as the tips of her fingers stroked slowly from the base of my shaft all the way up, torturously slow.
My precum flowed even more, coating her warm fingers.
"Oh… fuck…" I groaned softly, my hips unconsciously thrusting forward a little, seeking more friction.
Mom chuckled again, her voice deeper and naughtier.
"So big… so hard… throbbing in Mommy's hand," she murmured while gripping my shaft tighter now, but still moving with slow, teasing strokes.
"Do you like Mommy holding it like this?"
Her eyes stared deeply into mine, filled with naked lust. Her wet lips were just inches from my ear, her warm, moist breath caressing my skin.
I nodded quickly, my voice nearly lost in desire.
"Yes, Mom… hmghmmm…"
Her hand grew bolder.
She stroked up and down my veiny shaft slowly, while her thumb occasionally rubbed the slick head of my cock, slippery with endless precum.
Every movement made my knees weak and my mind blank, leaving only burning pleasure.
Mom's breathing grew heavier in my ear, as if she too couldn't wait to go further.
"Mom… ahh… so fast…" I groaned hoarsely, my hips starting to move up and down, following the rhythm of her hand.
Mom smiled lewdly, her eyes narrowing with lust.
"You're about to cum already, baby? Your cock is throbbing so hard in Mommy's hand… so hot."
She sped up her hand movements. No longer slow and teasing, but firm and greedy.
Her warm palm, now slick with my precum, pumped my shaft with fast, strong strokes.
A faint wet "slap… slap… slap" sound could be heard each time her hand moved up and down.
I bit my lower lip hard, my abdominal muscles tensing intensely. A hot, urgent pressure rose from the base of my cock, spreading through my entire body.
"Mom… Mom… I'm… I'm gonna…"
"Yes, darling… just let it out," Mom whispered hoarsely in my ear, her voice full of desire.
"Cum in Mommy's hand… Mommy wants to see it."
Mom's hand moved even faster, her fingers gripping tighter around my maximally swollen shaft. My red, slippery cockhead pulsed wildly in her palm.
It hit me instantly.
My body convulsed hard. My knees trembled uncontrollably.
"Aghhmmm… Mommm…!!"
The first powerful spurt shot out, thick white cum spraying high and erratically, landing on Mom's full belly and her still-hanging breasts.
The second, third, and fourth spurts followed quickly, shooting wildly into the air before splattering messily across Mom's chest, my stomach, and her still-pumping hand.
The thick, milk-white fluid kept spurting uncontrollably, some jets high enough to hit Mom's chin.
With every throb of my cock, Mom moaned softly while continuing to milk me, squeezing out every last drop.
"Oh… so much…" Mom murmured in a satisfied, naughty voice, her eyes never leaving my cock, which was still twitching weakly in her hand.
Her hand and breasts were now covered in my thick, warm cum.
I panted heavily, my body completely limp on the bed. My head spun from the explosive pleasure.
Mom looked at me with a soft smile mixed with lust, then slowly stroked my still-sensitive cock, milking the last drops of semen from the tip.
"Good boy…" she whispered, leaning closer, her breath still hot against my earlobe.
"You came so much, sweetheart… Do you want to feel Mommy's pussy?"
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