Mother's Healing Touch Ch. 06

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Mother's Healing Touch Chapter 6

Over the next few days Bobby's world was one long happy, horny holiday.

Clothes were now pretty much abandoned in the home so the first sight that greeted his eyes when his mother woke him was her huge, beautiful, naked tits swinging in his face. She would set the alarm a few minutes early so that they had extra time in the shower for her to give him a long soapy hand job that would slowly build to a shuddering climax, usually all over his mother's beautiful body.

He would alternately doze and surf the internet through the day waiting for her to return, fantasising about seeing her strip down to her panties, and following her about the house with his hard-on aching for some attention. She would often tease him for an hour or two while she fixed dinner, giving his cock occasional strokes and fondles before finally settling down on the couch and going to work on his cock in earnest, bringing him sexual ecstasy he'd never known was possible, keeping him hovering on the brink of a climax sometimes for an hour or two before he finally erupted. Such was Bobby's libido he would often stay hard after cumming and his mom would go to work on him again, sometimes jerking him off two or three times before he was finally sated.

Today was a day like all the others. It was after five in the afternoon and Bobby had been looking at Lucy Pinder on the internet, comparing her boobs to mom's, recalling the feel of the heavy orbs on his face and the taste of her smooth skin and hard nipples, remembering the feel of her teasing fingers delicately stroking his hard dick. He could feel his excitement mounting as he imagined her sensual touch on his cock and the sight of her beautiful body. The time seemed to crawl past until finally he heard her car pull into the garage and closed the laptop down in anticipation of far more sexy real-life images.

The door to the garage slammed and he heard his mom muttering.

"Son of a bitch!"

She stomped up the stairs and into her room. Uh oh, this doesn't sound good. It's not often mom loses it but when she does, she really loses it. He looked down at his hard cock staring expectantly back at him. "Looks like we might be out of luck, pal!" Not that his hard-on was going anywhere. These days the mere thought of his mom produced a Pavlovian reaction in his dick that didn't go away until she made it, and then sometimes after three attempts.

He managed to pull his robe off the back of his chair with his teeth and dropped it over his arm where it mostly concealed his erection, before venturing down the hallway to his mother's room to see if it was safe.

"Mom?"

"Hi Bobby." She was letting her hair down and definitely looked pissed.

"Err, everything ok?"

"Oh yes, everything's marvellous, apart from that asshole."

"Uh ok."

It was really unlike her to swear. This had to be something bad.

"Err, who's that?"

"Dr Williams."

She'd kicked off her shoes and was unzipping her uniform.

"Isn't he the guy you're going to be working for at the new clinic?"

"The very same. He told me there's a function tomorrow night for the investors and if they agree to green light it the project will go ahead next month."

She stripped off to her underwear, and now sat on her bed to remove her stockings.

"Uh, ok."

His mom was peeling her stockings down her shapely legs and what little blood wasn't pumping into his dick at the moment was struggling to keep his brain functioning enough to understand what was going on. The clinic was a good thing, wasn't it? A new job and promotion?

She stood and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. He noticed she was wearing the red one he'd rubbed his cock over a few days ago. He also noticed dementedly how her boobs bulged out of the cups as she stretched to reach the clasp. She found the snap and released it, freeing her heavy breasts. He felt his IQ drop and his dick harden even more.

Ok, concentrate. She was talking again. This could be important!

"And he invited me to the function, with all the investors!"

Ok, what was he missing here? God, look at her boobs! They're so big and beautiful, and when she leans over to pick up her stockings they sway about. Concentrate! If she sees me staring I'll get a real earful.

"Um ok... and you don't want to go?"

"Bobby, it was the way he asked me. He told me all the investors are men and most of them have a, quote, eye for the ladies. He said some feminine charm would help things along and that I should wear a little black number, the littler the better, and make use of my, quote, natural assets! He was practically staring at my tits when he said it, Bobby!"

"God, mom, that's awful. What a jerk!" he said, tearing his eyes away from his mom's boobs in the nick of time.

"I've had to work really hard to get where I am, Bobby. It's taken me a long time but I finally thought I had got past being viewed as just a pair of boobs. All my life I've had to put up with being leered at by men, Bobby, but when Dr Williams approached me about this clinic I thought I was finally being taken seriously for my work. But it turns out all he was interested in me for was for these!" As she said it she lifted her boobs in her hands to illustrate her point. Fuck, how was he supposed to think looking at those? He wasn't surprised Dr Williams wanted her there. Most of those old geezers would probably have their chequebooks out in five seconds if they could see what Bobby was looking at now, that's if they didn't have heart attacks first. That clearly wasn't what mom wanted to hear, though.

"Mom, you're one of the smartest people I know and you are really good at your job, and you really deserve this promotion."

"Thank you, Bobby."

"And you are also incredibly hot."

"Oh, not you as well, Bobby."

"Wait, mom, look, the way I see it you have all the advantages here."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you know you can do the job and run this new clinic, and if Dr Williams and these investors are so interested in how hot you look that they give you the job then you're the winner."

"Bobby, I want to get the job because I can do it well, not because of how I look!"

"You can do it well, you'll be awesome, and once you get the job you can show Dr Williams and those old perverts just how good you are at it."

"I don't know, Bobby. It makes me feel so cheap, like I'm just there as tits 'n' ass."

Jeez-us, and what tits and ass! Focus!

"But they'll be the ones whose IQs will be in single figures at the function and you'll be the one who gets a new job. Face it, mom, you've got it all. Brains, beauty and boobs! They don't stand a chance!"

"Bobby!" she said, blushing.

"C'mon, mom, you can do this. All you've got to do is play along for an evening and you can show Dr Williams and all those old creeps who's really the smart one."

"I don't even have a 'little black number' I can wear."

"No problem. Tomorrow is Saturday so we can go shopping and get you a killer outfit. I'll provide you with a male input!"

"I'm sure you will!"

"C'mon, mom, it'll be fun, and you'll knock 'em dead!"

"I don't know."

"What's not to know? You're beautiful, sexy and smart. This is a chance to get what you want, and if you can use Dr Williams and those old guys to get there, why not? Serves them right."

"Alright, Bobby, you win."

The following day they set off after breakfast and headed to the mall to check out the various clothes stores. It was a warm day so Bobby wore a t-shirt with shorts and Alison a light summer dress. Once they arrived they checked out a few stores before they finally settled on one that had a good selection of outfits. As they walked in a perky blonde sales assistant greeted them.

"Hi there, I'm Tanya. How can I help you?"

"Yes, I'm looking for a dress."

"Yeah, a little black number."

"Ok, no problem. If you and your partner would like to come through I'll show you what we have."

Alison didn't correct her and followed the pretty blonde through the shop with Bobby behind.

"What sort of dress were you after?"

"A little black number, the littler the better." Bobby grinned before noticing the look his mom gave him. "Erm, that's right, isn't it, Mmmmmmmalison?"

"Um, yes, something quite small I suppose."

"Ok, great. Do you want something with a low neckline? You certainly have the figure for it."

"I suppose so."

"How low do you want to go?"

"The lower the better!" Bobby jumped in. "Right... darling?"

Mom glared at him but simply nodded.

"Ok, let me grab a couple of dresses for you."

"Bobby, please don't embarrass me," Alison hissed.

"Mom, I'm just trying to help. You remember what Dr Williams said about littler the better and using your assets?"

"How can I forget?"

The shop assistant returned with a couple of short, low-cut numbers.

"I think these would look really good on you. Um, they look a lot better if you wear a push-up bra with them. If you tell me your size I'll see what we've got."

"Oh, um, 32G," Alison mumbled.

"Wow. Oh ok, I'm not sure we've got one that large. I'll have a look."

Alison held the dresses while the shop assistant disappeared.

"These things are tiny. How can I wear these all evening? Oh god, what have I got myself into?"

"You'll look great, mom... um, Alison," he said, looking about nervously. "Trust me."

Or rather trust my dick. He could already feel his cock swelling at the thought of seeing mom in these skimpy dresses.

The girl returned with a lacy black bra. "I'm sorry, the biggest I could find is a DD. The changing rooms are just through past that curtain. There's a couch here if you'd like to sit while your girlfriend gets changed, sir?"

"Um, thanks."

Bobby sat on the sofa and waited, admiring the shop assistant while he did. She was about twenty he guessed, cute looking, and her dress suggested she had a great ass. He dreamily imagined her naked, her small perky boobs and shapely legs and a cute little peach of a pussy. He imagined her lowering herself onto him and feeling his hard cock slipping inch by inch into that tight little snatch. He wondered if she could take it all. A lot of girls wouldn't fuck him because they were worried it would hurt, but he had a feeling she would fuck like a banshee. His cock became hard as he imagined the pert blonde bouncing on his cock and riding him to orgasm after orgasm, and he adjusted his position slightly to conceal it. His reverie was broken as he heard his mom's voice.

"Um, I'm afraid the bra doesn't really fit."

That was an understatement. Mom's boobs were threatening to explode out of the top of her dress. The bra was clearly too small and she was bulging out of the cups and the skimpy dress. His cock throbbed at the sight of her barely contained breasts wobbling like jello as she approached.

"Oh wow, no, I see what you mean." The salesgirl was staring at Mom's boobs.

"Wow, Mmmhoney, you look amazing."

"I can't go like this. I'm never going to be able to stay in this all evening."

"We could order some larger bras in for you?"

"I need the dress for tonight."

"Oh, I see..."

Bobby could see his mom's predicament. She was barely contained in her dress. He looked around for an idea and spotted a mannequin with a very skimpy black dress on it. It consisted of two strips of black fabric at the front that barely covered the nipples and a short black mid-section that left plenty of leg on view.

"What about that one?"

"Very funny!"

"I'm serious."

"Bobby! I can't wear a bra with that dress!"

"Well, don't wear one."

"Don't wear... oh, can you explain to him?"

The shop assistant looked uncomfortable, and glanced between Bobby and his mom.

"I think what your girlfriend is trying to say is that the dress is intended for women who are less, um, heavily busted. It would be very, err, revealing on your girlfriend. But then, on the other hand, it would look super hot!"

"Super hot? I'd fall out of it in five seconds! I agreed to go for something skimpy but not to be naked."

Bobby felt his cock lurching at the thought of mom's boobs spilling out of the dress, and at a party full of horny old codgers with dodgy tickers it could be a massacre.

"Oh, that's not a problem. You just use tit tape!"

"Tit tape?"

"Well, that's not what it's called officially. It's just double-sided tape. You put it in the dress and it sticks the dress to your, um, chest so that you don't have any danger of being embarrassed."

"In that dress there's no danger of me not being embarrassed."

"C'mon, Alison, at least try it on. You said you need something for tonight and the other one isn't going to fly."

She looked at the dress she was wearing in the mirror and noticed one areola had already partly escaped. She hastily adjusted it and said, "Oh, alright! I'll try it but that's all."

The sales girl took the dress and followed mom out to the changing rooms while Bobby waited. He looked and noticed some teenagers looking in through the shop front. They'd obviously been checking mom out in her dress and from the look on their faces clearly liked what they'd seen. He thought about going out to tell them to beat it but figured with his wrists in plaster he wasn't going to command much respect.

Before long he heard mom returning, and turning to see her his jaw dropped. Her nipples were barely covered by the two thin strips of material and the sides of her boobs were totally exposed as her bra-less tits bounced around unfettered. The black dress contrasted with her creamy skin and the tiny strips of fabric emphasised the size of her breasts.

"Before you say anything, I'm not wearing it."

"But Mmmallison... you look amazing!! Dr Williams said the smaller the better!"

"He didn't say naked. I'm showing almost everything!"

She turned to look at herself in the mirror and she had a point. Viewed from the side her breasts were almost totally exposed, only the nipples and areola concealed and the undersides and sides completely on view. She was showing plenty of shapely leg as well, but he thought he could guess where most eyes would be directed for the evening.

"Oh god, look, I can't wear this."

"But you look so hot, doesn't she, Tanya?"

"You really do!"

Tanya was staring at Alison's boobs as well, and Bobby noticed that her own perky nipples seemed to be hard and poking out through her dress.

Bobby glanced over and noticed the horny little perverts at the window now had eyes like dinner plates. One of them nudged another and mouthed the words "Holy shit!"

Bobby looked back to his mom and couldn't blame them. His cock lurched in his pants at the sight of her beautiful body so publicly exposed.

"Are you sure I'm going to stay in this?"

"Positive. Try it. You can even lean over in it and you'll be fine."

Mom experimented with leaning forward, her boobs hanging down away from her, and sure enough the dress stayed attached to her nipples.

"You look REALLY hot!" Tanya commented, and from the look on her face she meant it.

"Well, erm, honey, are you going to get it? Littler the better, remember?"

Alison looked at herself in the mirror and then at her watch. It was 4pm already.

"Bobby, I don't know if I can..."

"Of course you can. If you didn't look amazing in it I wouldn't let you wear it."

She turned this way and that, and Bobby feasted his eyes on her shapely legs and beautiful ass, but it was her barely concealed huge boobs that drew his eyes the most. God, he had been cursed and blessed with the sexiest, hottest woman in the world, but she was his mom! Right now though, he didn't care. His cock was so hard it ached and he wanted nothing more than to shoot a huge wad all over his beautiful mom, or into her a sick little voice whispered. Fuck.

"Well, I suppose so... oh ok!"

His mom hustled off to get changed while the sales girl rang the charge up. Bobby was sure the girl looked flushed and her nipples were definitely sticking out through her dress. He wondered if the cute little blonde was thinking of making out with his mom, sucking on her big tits and rubbing her perky little boobs against mom's melons. His cock lurched at the thought.

"Alright, sweetie, let's go."

His mom's voice as she returned snapped him out of his reverie and without thinking he stood up. He noticed his mom had changed back into her summer dress but hadn't bothered to replace her bra, and her nipples were poking out through the thin material as her breasts gambolled under the thin fabric. His mom glanced at him and then did a double take.

"Bobby!!" she whispered.

"What?"

"Your shorts!" she hissed.

He looked down and saw they were sticking out at 90 degrees to his body. The sales girl was returning with the receipt and there was no way Bobby could conceal his condition. "Oh god, this'll be awkward," he thought, but then at the last moment his mom stepped in front of him facing the salesgirl. She moved back, pressing herself against him to conceal his boner, which now nuzzled between her butt cheeks as Tanya returned with their receipt.

"Here you are."

Bobby's cock lurched in his shorts and pushed up against mom's butt as it did. He felt her jump slightly at the sensation.

"Um, I wonder if you have a bathroom we could use? My... um boyfriend needs to use it and with his injury, I need to help him."

"Oh, of course. It's right through there," she said, pointing.

Bobby's cock lurched again, the shaft pushing up between her butt cheeks as it did. He felt her tense against him.

"Um... thank you."

She held her bag with her dress in front of Bobby and stayed as close as she could to conceal his predicament as they headed to the restroom. Bobby wondered what she had planned. Surely she couldn't be planning on jerking him off in there? His dick lurched at the thought all the same. They finally made it to the safety of the changing room and Alison shut the door behind them.

"My god, Bobby, are you trying to get us arrested! Why didn't you tell me?"

"Err, sorry. I didn't know quite how to put it. What are we doing in here?"

"Trying to figure out a way to get you out of here without the police being called." She looked down at the front of his shorts, which still stuck out horizontally. "There's no chance of this thing going down of its own accord anytime today, I suppose?"

"Um, sorry. Once it's hard it tends to stay that way."

"I figured as much."

She looked at his hard-on sticking out for a few more moments before taking a deep breath and undoing his shorts, pulling them down over his cock so that it sprang up staring back at her with its baleful eye. She crouched down in front of him and for a wicked moment he thought she was going to drop to her knees, his cock lurching at the prospect. Instead she kept her eyes averted from his dick and helped him step out of his shorts.

Ok, this was going in a direction he really didn't see coming. He was now naked from the waist down with a raging boner. How was this going to stop him being arrested?

His mom then stood up and took a deep breath before announcing, "I can't believe I'm going to do this!" With that she reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties down before stepping out of them.

WTF???!! Bobby's brain was about to fuse and his cock was lurching like it was trying to send a semaphore message.

"Mom... what are you doing?" he asked warily.

She crouched down again.

"Lift your feet."

As he did so she slid her panties over his shoes before pulling them up his legs.

"Ummm, mom?"

"Bobby, I need us to get out of here today and right now this is the best idea I can come up with."

She pulled her panties all the way up his legs. The tiny triangle of material at the front barely contained his huge balls and his cock stuck out of the top.

"I don't think I'm going to fit," he commented, looking at the bizarre spectacle.

Not to be deterred, his mom took hold of his cock and levered it down against his hip, using the elastic of her panties to hold it there. The sight of his oversized cock and balls barely contained by her frilly lacy panties was pretty weird, to say the least.

"Lift your feet," she said, placing his shorts under him before pulling them up and re-fastening them.

"I hope I don't get hit by a bus on the way home. This could take a little explaining," Bobby commented.

"Very funny! Alright, let's go."

Bobby followed Alison from the store walking gingerly, partly because he didn't want his dick to spring free from her panties and partly because the elastic was digging into him with every step. Not that his dick showed any signs of going soft, quite the opposite. The knowledge that his mom's pussy had been where his balls were just minutes before was making his dick throb and drool. Guess he'd finally got into his mom's pants after all, he reflected.

They made it to the car with no further mishaps and began the drive home.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this, Bobby. You and that thing of yours are going to get us in serious trouble one of these days."

"Right now my thing feels like it's being cut in two."

"Hmm, serves you right. Maybe you will learn to control it better."

"Well, at least it proves you chose the right dress!"

"Very funny."

"Seriously, mom, it's a long journey and they really are cutting into me. Couldn't you take me out?"

"In the car?"

"We've got tinted windows. It's not like anyone's going to see."

"Oh, alright. I don't want you suffering an injury, I suppose."

She reached across with one hand and undid his shorts before pulling the elastic of her panties down to free his cock.

"Oh, that feels so much better."

He saw his mom glance down at his cock.

"Aw, poor baby," she smiled, reaching over to gently stroke his hard dick.

"That feels sooo good."

She continued stroking his cock, keeping the movements slow and light, enough to tantalise and tease but not enough to bring him to an orgasm. The traffic was building up and the journey took a little longer than expected, so by the time they neared home they were both becoming restless--mom because she was worried about being late, and Bobby because his cock was drooling pre-cum and his balls were ready to explode.

They pulled into the garage and mom helped Bobby out of the car. His shorts slipped down as he climbed out and his mom pulled them off along with her panties before entering the house. Bobby followed her to the kitchen naked from the waist down, his hard cock dribbling pre-cum.

"If I'm going to do this I need a drink first."

She made her way to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine, downing it before pouring another.

"Wow, you really do mean it."

"Well, it's not every day that I attend a party in a dress that looks like it belongs on the set of a porno movie, Bobby."

"Yeah, sorry, mom. But honestly you'll be fine."

She drank down more of her second glass and was visibly relaxing now.

"Hmmm, what's the expression? Never believe anything said by a man with a hard dick."

"Well, I'm guessing there'll be a few of those tonight."

"I doubt there'll be anything like that at the party," she said, looking at his cock.

"What do you mean?" he asked innocently.

"You know exactly what I mean. I doubt anyone there will have a dick half the size of yours."

The wine was definitely having an effect and his cock lurched with pride at the comment.

"Um, thanks."

He noticed her nipples were still hard under her dress and began to hatch a plan.

"Could you help me out of my shirt, mom?"

"Of course, sweetie."

She set her wine down and approached him, lifting his shirt as he raised his arms. He could smell her perfume and feel his cock brushing against her dress as her cool fingers ran up his muscular torso.

"Thanks, mom. Are you going to join me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I feel a little underdressed."

"Oh, I see. You want me to take my dress off?" she said with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, you do need to get changed, so I'm just helping you get a head start."

"How very thoughtful," she commented wryly, sipping more of her wine before glancing at the clock. "It is getting late. Time to lose my inhibitions, I suppose." She downed the rest of her wine before setting the glass down and lifting her dress over her head.

"There, happy now?"

He wasn't sure if she'd forgotten she'd removed her panties, but the sight of his mother naked from head to toe would be enough to make any straight guy happy. He drank in the sight of her big heavy tits and neatly trimmed dark bush, his dick lurching and dribbling more precum.

She watched his cock bucking and saw a strand of pre-cum forming.

"I take it that's a yes?" she smiled.

She poured herself another glass of wine before approaching Bobby and putting a hand on his cheek.

"Thank you for all your help, Bobby. I couldn't have done any of this without you."

He felt genuine warmth for his mom as they faced one another naked, the tenderness of the moment being ruined only by the fact that he had an aching hard-on. She glanced down at his dick.

"I'm sorry. I've got you rather excited and now I'm going to have to leave you high and dry," she said, running her hands down his chest and encircling his cock, lightly caressing it with her fingers.

"Can't you... before you go?"

"Bobby, Dr Williams will be here in a few minutes and I can hardly greet him with a pint of your cum all over me, can I?"

Her flirty behaviour and crude language were definitely increasing as the wine took effect. Ordinarily that would be a good thing, but she was right. It was nearly 6:30 pm and Dr Williams would be here in a few minutes.

"Speaking of which, I'd better get ready. Are you going to come and keep me company, both of you?" she giggled, giving his cock a playful pat.

Shit, she really was getting wasted. Not that he was complaining. "Um, yes, sure!"

She took her glass of wine and the dress and headed up the stairs. Bobby followed close behind, and as he did was rewarded with the sight of her beautiful butt jiggling, and then as she took the next step he saw her pink, puffy pussy peeking out from between her cheeks. SHIT!!! His cock lurched so hard he thought he might cum there. The image of stepping up behind her and sinking inch after inch of his hard cock into that delicious velvety pussy flashed through his mind.

His mom seemed to remember halfway up the stairs she wasn't wearing panties and scampered up the last few steps, denying him any more lingering views. He followed her to her room and by the time he got there she had pulled on another pair of panties and was sitting at her dresser to do her makeup.

He stood beside her, admiring her beautiful naked body and exquisite face, his cock throbbing inches from her cheek. She turned to look at him. "Bobby, you're making me nervous pointing that thing at me! It's like having a cannon aimed at me!"

Yeah, and I'd like to give you a 21 CUM salute!

"Sorry, mom."

"Just make sure it doesn't go off!" she said, giving his cock head a playful thwack.

"Ow, mom, I'm still recovering from being cut in half with your panties."

"I'm sure this big thing can handle it," she said, and his cock lurched in excitement at the praise.

She reached into her bag and took out the dress, lifting it so she could inspect it.

"I can't believe I'm going to wear this. Well, if you are going to stand there," she turned to him and hooked the hanger over the base of his cock, "then you might as well make yourself useful!"

They both looked at the image of her dress hanging from his huge hard-on and laughed.

"I'm sorry to have to leave you like this, Bobby." She reached out and gently stroked his cock. "It does seem unfair after all the help you've given me."

He looked down at his beautiful mom, naked except for her panties, tenderly stroking his cock.

"That's ok, mom. I guess a pair of blue balls for an evening won't kill me."

"Aw, poor sweetie."

She ran her fingers down his cock before gently cradling his heavy balls. Over the next few minutes his mom applied the finishing touches to her makeup in between sipping her wine and giving Bobby's aching cock and balls a few gentle caresses. Checking her face in the mirror and her watch, she then took the dress hanger from his cock and went to the bathroom to put it on. She emerged a few minutes later looking so beautiful he was speechless. Her hair was up and her face looked stunningly pretty. The tiny black straps of her dress accentuated her huge creamy boobs, leaving the sides and undersides totally exposed. The short skirt showed off her shapely legs in their stockings and her heels made her adopt a slightly more curvy pose that accentuated what was already amazing.

"Well?"

His cock lurched and pre-cum drooled from the head.

She regarded his cock. "Well, I guess that's a good reaction. I hope I stay in this tonight." She fiddled with the front of her dress.

"Well, test it out. Move about and see."

"What do you mean?"

"Lean over."

She did and the dress remained attached.

"Try shaking them."

"Shaking them?"

"Your, um, breasts."

"I'm not doing that!"

"You know, to make sure you don't come out."

"Hmm."

"Seriously, you want to make sure you don't have an accident at the party, don't you?"

"Oh, alright!"

She rolled her shoulders, shaking her big tits so that they swung about, but despite her efforts the straps remained in place. Bobby's dick was lurching at the sight of his mom's knockers swinging about so violently and wished they were in his face.

"Oh well, guess I'm safe from falling out. What difference it makes in this dress, though, I'm not sure." She looked down at the tiny strips of fabric.

She sat back in her chair at the dresser and sipped her wine before reaching up to gently stroke his cock, rubbing the pre-cum over his cock head and shaft.

"Dr Williams should be here any minute now. I'm so sorry to leave you like this, Bobby."

"It's ok, mom," he said, groaning at her tantalising touch, knowing instead of release hours of frustration awaited him.

She stopped stroking him for a moment and looked away thoughtfully.

"Why'd you stop?" he asked groggily, hoping for a few more moments of caresses before she left. She looked up at him, resuming her stroking.

"I suppose there is one way I could help you. It would have to be quick, though. We don't have long."

"Quick won't be a problem, mom. I've been waiting to cum all day. But what about your dress and the party?"

"Just tell me when you are getting ready to cum," she said, stroking his cock faster and harder. Her delicate hand flew up and down his shaft, and if he had wanted to he couldn't have lasted long under this assault. After a minute or so he could feel the cum beginning to surge as his orgasm approached. "I'm almost there, mom."

"Oh god, I can't believe I'm going to do this," she said before she leaned forward and opened her lips, taking Bobby's swollen, straining cock head in her mouth.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT, MOM!"

The sensation of her warm wet mouth around his cock was enough to fry his brain. He looked down to see her beautiful face, her eyes closed and her moist red lips wrapped round his cock forming a perfect 'O'. He felt her tongue swirling round his cock head and it sent him past the point of no return.

"FUCK, I'M CUMMING!"

DING DONG!

Alison's eyes flew open and looked toward the front door before looking up at Bobby, imploring him to hold back his orgasm, but it was too late. Bobby's balls drew up under his cock and his swollen glans pulsed once, then twice, before a geyser of cum erupted in Alison's mouth. She nearly choked as the first blast of sperm hit the back of her throat, but she didn't have time to recover as another blast and then another shot into her mouth, flooding it with thick white cum. She felt her mouth filling to overflowing as Bobby's cock continued to erupt. Her cheeks bulged and she was forced to gulp some of it down. She looked up at him, imploring him to finish, but it was to no avail. His cock continued to pump sperm into her mouth and Bobby was oblivious to her looks as he shuddered in the throes of his orgasm.

Eventually she felt the river of cum subside and withdrew her mouth from his cock. As she did so he saw a pool of thick white sperm that filled her mouth almost to overflowing, and his cock lurched one last time at the sight. Alison's cheeks bulged as she looked around frantically for somewhere to spit out the massive load.

DING DONG!

Realising she had no other options, she wrinkled her nose and forced herself to swallow it, taking three efforts to get it all down before shouting, "Coming!"

"Fuck, you can say that again!" thought Bobby.

Alison downed the rest of her wine to wash away the cum before quickly repairing her lipstick, traces of which Bobby noticed were still smeared around his cock. She grabbed her handbag and hurried off to join Dr Williams. Bobby watched her as she ran out of the bedroom, the sides of her exposed, unfettered breasts bouncing in what little dress she was wearing.

He looked down at his still hard cock, unable to believe what had just happened, only the traces of his mother's lipstick and saliva providing proof it was real. Life had definitely just got more interesting for Bobby Stevens!