“Well, that’s enough,” Julia murmured under her breath as she made her way to her bedroom and closed the door behind her. “This is as far as Mike’s post break-up depression is going to go,” she said as she took off her clothes, a determined expression on her face.
She ignored the trembling in her knees as she stood before the mirror, naked except for her thong panties. Her heavy, jutting tits jiggled in time with her labored breath. Swallowing the lump in her throat, focusing only on the reason she was going to do this and not on the how she was going to do it, Julia undid her ponytail and let her long blonde hair down. She grabbed her silk robe, a skimpy little number that barely reached below her groin and left most of her luscious plump ass exposed. She tied the robe loosely at the waist, allowing it to stay partly open, letting a major amount of cleavage show.
Julia breathed in a deep lungful of air before taking one last look at herself in the mirror. She was flushed, her eyes were sparkling with excitement. Her big luscious breasts and smooth naked legs were beacons to the eye.
‘Look at that, I’m actually pretty hot!’ Julia thought, a surprised smile playing on her tumid lips. A lingering shadow of uncertainty was discernible on her furrowed brow, but she chose to ignore it. Before she lost her nerve, Julia left her bedroom.
*****
Taking a long steadying breath, Julia silently pushed the door open and stepped into her son’s room. She quietly padded on her naked little feet until she was right behind him. Then she spoke.
“Mike, sweetie…”
Her soft, husky voice made the teenager turn around in his chair. His eyes bugged out. Though he stopped jacking off, his hand was still holding his big shaft.
“Mom!?”
Mike’s erection wilted slightly at the unexpected appearance of his mother right behind him, catching him naked and masturbating, but he immediately felt himself stiffen again as soon as he laid eyes on her. She was hardly wearing anything at all! Her flimsy silk robe barely reached her thighs and it was open enough to let him see the mouth-watering fullness of her heavy juicy boobs, the pointy nubs of her nipples clearly visible through the sheer fabric. The boy’s head was spinning as he clumsily fumbled on his desktop, trying to turn off the porn video he had been watching.
“Don’t bother, Mike, this is more important. Come sit with me a second, honey,” Julia said as she sat on the edge of her son’s bed, letting the hem of her skimpy robe hike up to show her thong-clad crotch before she crossed her legs. “We need to talk.”
Mike’s stupefied eyes were glued to his mother’s gorgeous, almost naked figure as he walked timidly to his bed and sat beside her, his aching boner swaying before him. He considered covering his erection, but Julia prevented him to do so, grabbing his hands and holding them firmly into hers, pulling him to sit closer by her side.
“Mike, sweetheart, this needs to stop,” Julia said, looking her naked son straight in the eye. “I can’t stand this anymore, baby. I can’t watch you throw your life away like this. I understand that you’re suffering and believe me, I feel for you, a lot. But it’s been a while since your break-up with Shelly, it’s time to get back on your feet. You have to pull yourself together, honey. Can you do it, for me?”
Mike’s heart was racing as he stared mesmerized into his mother’s hazel eyes, the warmth and scent of her luscious, barely covered body getting to his head. “Mom…” he stammered, feeling flushed and very self-conscious sitting buck naked beside his mom while his boner didn’t seem to lose any of its hardness. “I know I’m a mess, and I’m sorry that I’m making you feel bad too. But I can’t shake it, I just can’t… I’m broken, Mom. I know that it’s over with Shelly but I just can’t stop thinking about her, about us, together, doing… Well, having…”
Julia nodded, letting go of one of Mike’s hands to caress his upset face. “Having sex, yes. I know, baby. But it’s not the same when you masturbate, is it?”
Mike felt his cock flex as his mother’s soft fingers made contact with his cheek, brushing his flustered visage and his forehead, then running through his spiky messy hair. “Yeah, it’s just that… I get so horny thinking about me and Shelly. I can’t focus on anything, Mom, I need some, uhm, relief… I just have to do it, and even if it’s nothing like real sex, I can’t stop. I’m so sorry, Mom.”
Julia smiled at that. She tried to keep it a motherly, understanding smile, but a hint of mischief played on her lips nonetheless. She felt butterflies in her stomach and a tingling warmth was radiating from her groin as she murmured: “It’s okay, sweetie. That’s why I’m here. Mommy is gonna help you with your problem.”
Mike’s breath caught in his throat as he felt his mother’s soft, delicate hand wrapping around his shaft, her slender fingers barely reaching around his girthy pole as she held him in a caressing grip.
“M-m-mom?! What…”
“Shh baby,” Julia said as she started gently jacking him off. “Just relax and let me take care of you.”
Mike couldn’t help but moan as his mother worked her tiny fist all over his raging erection, massaging him and squeezing him, stroking his whole length in a slow, masterful handjob. This was nothing like Shelly’s clumsy tugging, and it beat jerking off on his own by a long shot. Julia’s other hand slowly descended from his face down his neck, her fingertips tracing his chest and abdomen until they stopped on his big, heavy balls. Mike threw back his head and grabbed the bedspread in his fists, groaning in pleasure as his mother lovingly cupped and kneaded his swollen scrotum as she kept expertly jacking him off.
Julia couldn’t repress an edge of contented pride in her voice as she admired the effects of her ministrations on her son’s massive member. “You like it, baby? Is Mommy making you feel good?”
“Ooooh yes! Yes, Mom, this is so good!” Mike panted, his disbelieving eyes darting from his lap, where is mother’s hand was relentlessly pumping his hard meat with longer and faster strokes, to her huge barely covered jugs.
“Isn’t this better than masturbating on your own, sweetie? Isn’t this what you hoped to feel?”
“Yes, this is so much better! I love this, Mom, thank you so much!”
Julia smiled as she squeezed and fisted and massaged her son’s big cock. She loved the hefty, meaty feel of his rigid teenage dick in her hand as she expertly jacked him off. And she loved even more the way her boy was looking at her, devouring her buxom tits with his eyes, staring at them, at her, with pure lust.
All through her masterful handjob, Julia couldn’t help but cross and and uncross her legs, teasing her needy pussy as she fought the urge to push her son back on his bed and impale herself on his pole. She had to focus to maintain a semblance of composure as she watched a steady stream of clear pre-cum oozing out of Mike’s purple glans. While he moaned and feasted his eyes on her barely covered body, Julia gathered his leaking pre-cum in her palm and then lathered it all along his length, lubing him, making her gliding tugs more fluid. As she played with her son’s big low-hanging balls, Julia shivered in anticipation, eager to witness the torrents of creamy cum that his mighty pole would soon unleash. Automatically, her tongue darted out of her mouth and she licked her lips at that thought, her excitement growing as she imagined how her son’s seed might taste.
For a while Julia managed to concentrate on jacking Mike off, fisting his beautiful young shaft in slow deep tugs and then changing rhythm, adding delicious corkscrewing motions, accelerating and slowing in turn, keeping her son on the brink and making him howl in ecstasy. Soon though her arousal reflected on her strokes, making her pump Mike’s cock faster and faster, her need to see him cum overtaking her wish to extend his pleasure as long as possible.
“Ooooh, Mom! I’m gonna… You’re making me… Aaahhh!”
“It’s okay, honey. Cum for me,” Julia purred huskily, her fist a blur on her son’s aching boner, her other hand stimulating his balls mercilessly as they drew up. “Give Mommy all your cum, baby!”
Mike bellowed out his climax as a volley of thick long spurts of cum jetted out of his throbbing cock, shooting up in the air in rapid succession before Julia’s lust-glazed eyes. While ribbon after huge ribbon of sperm splattered all over Mike’s chest and abdomen and on Julia’s hand and forearm, the horny mother kept jerking her son off, milking him expertly, draining every last dribble of spunk out of him. Julia squirmed as she worked her talented hands to protract her boy’s orgasm, her own need to give her neglected pussy some relief getting more and more demanding in turn.
By the time Mike’s orgasm subsided, his vision was blurry from the intensity of the pleasure that his mother’s hands had given him. Feeling light-headed, still half convinced that it all must be an insanely hot insomnia-induced daydream, the panting teenager collapsed back against his pillow, his eyes half-closed and his mouth wide open in a protracted groan of satisfaction.
As her son caught his breath, Julia still held his barely softening cock in her tiny fist, gently caressing him, lightly squeezing him. Letting go of his balls, Julia reached her hand to Mike’s cum-plastered chest. Dipping her delicate fingers in the gooey pools of semen splattered on her boy’s sculpted stomach and abdomen, the busty mother scooped up most of his warm ejaculate and used it to grease up his plump dick. As she worked both hands on his engorged tool in a continuous tugging massage, Julia let herself purr openly. She was feeling naughty and sexy and turned on like never before as she eagerly played with her son’s meaty shaft, coating it in his own creamy seed.