A Helping Hand (closed)

[saedo]

Closed for MissEmily


It was late afternoon when I finally got home. I'd gone to the gym after working my summer job, so I was both tired and sweaty now. I therefore didn't linger long in the house; after changing out of my clothes, I grabbed my stuff and headed out to the backyard pool.

The heat of the day had yet to fade, hitting me like a warm sauna. I crossed the patio to pool, but I wasn't here to swim. Instead, I dropped down into a full-length lounge chair and reclined back till I was mostly horizontal. Then with my eyes closed, I shoved down my trunks and wrapped my hands around my cock.

I began conjuring up my favorite sexual images as blood began to suffuse the thick cylinder. Big as it was, it took a little while before the monster began to rise from my lap. I began gently stroking it as it stiffened, falling into a familiar rhythm.

I got a small thrill out of jacking off outside, but the risk of anyone seeing was miniscule. The backyard fence was several feet tall and none of our neighbors had windows that overlooked it. Unless someone climbed the fence or stood on a nearby roof, I was pretty safe.

Granted, someone inside my house could see, but my sister was at some cheerleading camp for two weeks, leaving only Mom and sometimes her "friend" Kim. And since I was irked at them, I pretty much didn't care what t

I say "friend" I'd only been home from college about two weeks, so I hadn't quite worked it out just what the relationship was. Officially she was Mom's personal trainer, but I suspected that their vibe would be more intimate were I not around. But whether they were actually sleeping together or just flirting with the possibility, I had no idea.

It wouldn't surprise me if Mom had decided to dabble in the other end of the dating pool. She'd changed a lot in the time I'd been away. Mom had never been svelte when I was a kid, but the divorce from Dad a few years ago really screwed with her self-esteem; she stopped caring and ballooned up to super-chunky. Apparently my being away at school helped catalyze a personal overhaul, though. She'd dropped a ton of weight, started wearing her hair long, freshened up her wardrobe, etc.

I had to admit, Mom looked good. She'd gotten knocked up with me when she was pretty young, so she was still in her 30s. Despite all the weight loss, she still had impressive curves. Her tits were fucking huge now on her slender frame and her slimmer thighs made her ass really pop in tight jeans.

But "new and improved" Mom and I had been clashing ever since I moved home for the summer. I'd also changed a good bit while I was away and my new confidence and independence created some friction. It'd gotten to the point now that I started doing things just because I knew it would bother her.

For example, jacking off in the backyard. I'd probably be finished before Mom got home, but I knew if she knew, she'd be scandalized. Never mind that no one could see. The remotest possibility that one our neighbors might be lurking in the bushes would freak Mom out.

But I'd also be leaving her a present. My hands currently held a pair of red silk panties that I'd taken. The smooth sik felt nice when stroked along my cock. It also absorbed the precum dribbling down my throbbing erection. And I produced a fuck-ton of precum.

That was because I liked to "edge" when I masturbated. The idea was to take yourself right to the edge of orgasm, but not go over. The denial produced some truly epic experiences when you finally did cum.

I learned the technique from a grad student this past year. At the start, I thought she was a sweet, demure girl who was just taking things slow, hence all the hand jobs in lieu of sex. Turned out she was a manipulative tease who'd strung me along for months without ever intending to sleep with me. Instead, she got off edging me and watching my cock get bigger and bigger till she couldn't even get both hands around it, then letting it explode gallons of cum. Fucking bitch.

Anywise, the last few days, I'd left a precum-soaked pair of panties where Mom could find them. It was just another little act of defiance

 

[missemily]

I stood at my bedroom window, already dress in nice little bikini. Well everything was tiny on me now, after I got rid of the husband and lost the weight my tits remained out right enormous. My life coach and personal trainer quite liked it that way and she encouraged me to keep them as such. She just had me do more back excises to support them

"He is doing it again right at the pool" I texted, Kim. I knew what my son Jason thought about us, well I knew the looks. He thought me and her were an item, his 19 year old porn obsessed mind seemed to always think in terms like that. I don't know what happen but since he got back from college things had change with him. He came home and was some masturbation freak. Making displays of himself and using both mine and his sister's clothing as aids.

My phone went off, Kim had texted back "Wendy, we discussed this. He needs to just as sexual positive with himself as you are. Give me picture of what he is doing" It was bit of secret from my kids. Once my divorce was finalized I started seeing Kim professionally. She was trainer who specialized in getting people on the right track. That meant being confident, fit, well rounded, and sexual positive. She showed me that most of my problems came from me hiding my bedroom. I done a lot of things once start. Strip, cam girl, lesbian, orgies, even ran escort ads for myself. Its been 3 years and am still work in progress.

I sent the picture to her. "You in bikini if so join him" I gulped at such response "Yes am wearing one but I can't go out there just finger myself" I looked at the scene again. Even on the second floor it was clear that my son had massive cunt destroying piece of manmeat and due to his edging masturbation habit it got bigger and thicker as he carried on. My phone beeped again "You don't need to finger yourself, just be by his side. He needs to know his sexual preferences are just as normal as yours"

That hit me like punch in the gut. Years in marriage settling for man cause he was good enough. I put my phone away and walked down, sunscreen in hand. I was going to enjoy my pool during the summer, even if I had to beside my son while he jerked off in one of his family members panties.

I opened the patio door and walked to the lounger next to him and got on to my back. I never looked at him, but the lack of fist pounding told me he was taken by surprise. I buried my head in the lounger as smell of his precum hit my nose, even outdoors it was a strong smell. Smell I loved. Part of me wanted tell him how much I enjoyed my ruin underwear but I was free woman now and no longer sexual repressed "Honey can you put some sun screen on my back" I undid my top as kick-pushed the bottle next to him

 

[saedo]

I heard the footsteps against the concrete surrounding the pool, so I stopped pleasuring myself to see who it was. I admit, I was slightly surprised to see Mom heading towards me. The last couple of times she'd nearly caught me jacking off, she'd turned away before she saw anything. The mere sound of it had embarrassed her too much to actually risk seeing me in the act. Only hours after I had finished and was completely clothed did she confront me about behaving appropriately.

She had to know what I was doing out here. Once I start leaking precum, every stroke of my hands up and down that fat shaft makes a loud squishing noise. She had to have heard me before she got to the pool. Yet she still walked towards me.

I squared my shoulders and got ready for her to lecture me again. I assumed she finally decided to overcome her embarrassment and confront me during the act. Fine. I refused to be intimidated about this. I was done being submissive to girls.

But I was wrong. As Mom got within a dozen feet, I realized that she wasn't looking at me. In fact, she was quite deliberately not looking at me. She walked over to the lounge chair, sat down with her back to me, and laid down. Never once did she look directly at me.

I found that funny for a couple reasons. First, I think it's kinda hard not to look at my naked cock. The thing is fucking huge even when it's soft, so it freaks girls out. Last year I went to a urologist, which is basically a doctor who spends every working day examining dicks. When I dropped my pants, the doc stared at my cock for like half a minute with her mouth open. Finally she said, "Jason, sorry, I don't mean to stare, but that is the largest penis I've ever seen."

So long story short, I figured even Mom would look. But she kept her gaze averted all the way. Never snuck a peek the entire time. So despite my sitting with my cock and balls out of my trunks, I don't think she saw a bit of it. Pretty impressive, actually.

The other reason I found it funny was that I couldn't imagine not looking at her. Mom was wearing a bikini that probably would have completely covered a girl with DDs. Mom, however, had tit flesh spilling out above, below, and beside the triangular patches. Plus they rode high on her chest with like no sag and plenty of natural bounce. I don't care if she is my mom. No red-blooded American male could not admire tits like those.

It took me a moment to realize what just happened after she sat down. Mom was trying to get back at me. I tried to screw with her head by jacking off. Now she was going to ignore me to show that she wasn't going to back down that easy. Okay then. Game on, Mom.

But before I could figure out how to respond, Mom rolled over and unfastened her bikini top. A massive swell of boob surged out beneath her as she lay face down on the chair, her face buried in the cushion. I kicked my lips in appreciation.

And not once did she look in my direction. Was she really noticed curious at all? Or was she just strong willed?

Honey can you put some sun screen on my back?

I wasn't ready for that one. Maybe if I l'd time to prepare, I could have had some witty response or some clever refusal. But in the moment, I couldn't think of anything.

"Okay," I replied. What else could I say?

I picked up the plastic container of sun screen and squirted some into my hand. The liquid was an opaque white, cool to the touch, and smelled of coconut.

Rather than all it from the side, I stepped across her lounge chair and planted my knees beside her hips. The lounge chair was just broad enough for me to straddle her with my knees on either side, my thighs lightly touching her.

Mom didn't react beneath me. She still didn't move her head to look. Stoic.

If she had, she'd have seen my enormous erection jutting forth above her back. As I put my hands on her naked back, a thick drop of warm precum right in the middle. I began massaging the sunscreen into her smooth, taut skin while my aching cock continued to drip onto her.

 

[missemily]

I didn't need to tell him to get on top of me instead of staying on the side. He saw an opening and he took it. I could feel bobbing up and down on my back. It really shouldn't be surprise that my son was take charge man with women, he was more akin to marble statues than university kid, years of training and athletic excellent had shaped him as such. If wasn't for the near constant hand fucking I just assume he had his pick of his school's cheerleaders. "Mmm so good" Image of Jason fucking some inexperience cheerleader in his dorm making me moan.

There was a pause in his hands "Jason dear feel like your getting bit sloppily back there, I can feel puddle of cream on my back" I didn't need to look it was his precum. I had found myself stepping in more then one such puddle in the 2 weeks he came home and do mean puddles. I would have to leap like panther to avoid stepping in them, though usually I ended up on my knees sniffing and tasting the vile mess. His hands were bit shaky, I assume he thought he was day dreaming that I wanted him to rub his precum along my back "Today, odds are you ran out he without lotion so I am going to need help you out before you burn" That pushed him over he got back to rubbing it all over my back.

I let this go on for a while moaning as his large hands and magic touch did a number on my back "Jason I think we found a new chore for you. You give one hell of back rub, but my thighs will burn if you don't give them some loving" I wiggle my butt under his large frame. I could feel his crab walking down to get to work on my legs as he got to work on my lower thigh and calves. "Not to complain about your technique mister magic hands but shouldn't you work top to bottom" I looked over my shoulder and got look at his naked body. His outright massive cunt destroyer of a cock already so bloated that it wasn't able to stand next to his washboard abs. I wanted to ask him if he ever measured his king's rod, just to confirm my thoughts that it well north of 12 inches. I could see he was taken back when basically asked him grab my ass "Come on were mother and son, people will understand that your just helping me on my tan" I smiled at him as went back to pad of the lounger.

Everyone would understand that am such an open slut I would be sexual with my own son. Me the respected realtor now driving across the state to give lap dances to men, woman that converted her husband's office to small studio to sex cam, first name basis with reception desk of every cheapo motel due to how many times I need a room. Hell there were even couple videos of me on Pornhub, I kinda wonder if Jason ever found those during his porn hunting time.

 

[saedo]

Mom ignored the warm , intermittent drops of precum on her back. Even when I moved down her body and dribbled onto her thighs, she stoicly pretended not to notice.

"Fuck this," I grumbled under my breath. I was done with her turning her back on me. Time to see what she'd do when she couldn't ignore the elephant in the room.

"Best get the front while I'm here, Mom," I declared as much fake sweetness as I could muster. I then grabbed her upper arm and flipped her over onto her back. Mom started to protest, but now it was me ignoring her.

To her credit, she tried to keep not looking at me. But with me straddling her on my knees just outside her thighs, even she couldn't manage it. Well over a foot of thick cock jutted over her torso like a fleshy flagpole. Unless she suddenly went blind, it was too much to ignore.

Mom definitely didn't. She stared open-mouthed at the enormous erection. Despite its length, it still seemed squat like a fire hydrant thanks to its ridiculous girth. I doubted she could encircle it even with both hands. The massive cockhead looked like a grapefruit hovering over her tits.

After the first drip of precum splattered onto her cleavage, her nippies exploded. You could often see a hint of of them beneath her clothes, but they became unmistakable now that they were hard. Twin towers dented the cups of her bikini, each looking to be thicker than my thumb. I found myself wondering what they'd taste like.

Till now I had been carrying all my weight on my knees, hovering above her. Now I lowered my body till my ass rested lightly on her upper thighs. I saw her gape as my hefty scrotum brushed against the spandex triangle covering her crotch.

"You know, Mom," I declared as I slowly began to massage sunscreen lotion into her abs. "I think I might could use some sunscreen on me as well. Why don't you be a dear and give me a hand?"

 

[missemily]

"Well of course I would" I smile and undo the last bit of my bikini top. Putting it the side I can see my son's eyes grow wide as he sees my large tits fully exposed. "Up and on your lounger. Am guessing since your not wearing your trunks you want full body tan? Am sure that impress the girls at school" I ignore the fact that a pair of my panties is next to your chair covered in precum or even fact I caught you yet again jerking off.

I grab the bottle as he settle in on your chair. I unscrew the top and tip the bottle so its contents poured down on my fat tits, clearing invoking image of having them coated in man nut "Oi" I over react to the temperature of the lotion "Sorry just thought it be warmer. Stuff was quite hot when you were applying it on me" I smile at him, letting him think I didn't know he was using my body as his personal cum rag

"Turn over I do your back first" I could tell you were close to bursting. Well you could have easily gotten any girl you wanted you were still completely porn obsessed. I was embarrassed to catch you in the living room, pounding your meat. However, once the moans started as you had to resist your orgasm, I had to watch. Now I was going to get my revenge.

I planted myself around your hips and leaned down crushing my tits on your chisel back. Rubbing back and forth, working my way downwards. The titrub having its effect on you, your hands gripping wooden frame of lounger as I got lower and lower. I could even hear muffed grunts, as you dug your face into the pads "Honey just relax and let it go. Enjoy yourself" I was licking my lips, even to me the words were filled with lust. I knew he could cum buckets and I was cum whore, thought of making my son burst from this act was getting me wet. My bikini bottoms barely able to hold back the flood of juice as some ran down Jason's tight firm ass and tickle his balls

 

[saedo]

I let her toy with my back awhile just because I liked the feel of her tits against me. But my cock was so thick now that half my torso wasn't even touching the lounge chair beneath me. I was getting close to blowing my load and I didn't want to do it with my cock pinned beneath me.

I waited for Mom to shift her hips against me, then spun beneath her without warning. The next thing she knew, Mom was straddling the underside of my cock right around my waistline. I could feel her pussy squish as the fat cylinder ran right along her tender flesh.

"I think you like this position, Mom," I taunted. "You're wet as fuck." Indeed, I could feel her juices seeping out her through her bikini, soaking my cock and dribbling down to my balls.

I grabbed her hips to keep her from moving away and held her down against my shaft. I then slid her entire body up and down my cock a few inches, just as I'd been doing with her panties. I could see her trying to hide it, but she was definitely getting aroused by this. I bet she wouldn't last much longer.

 

[missemily]

I was really starting to enjoy teasing my poor son. He had lost so much control the only thing he could think to do was use me as masturbation aid "Of course I like this position. Am still woman after all these years" I rub hands up and down your chiseled body, your precum rubbing into bikini bottoms as you continue with your masturbation.

I let my moans out, before I come down and crush my tits against your chest, my face next to your allowing me to whisper right into your ear. Both of bodies were overheat with raw lust " Am sure you would know with your looks what woman, right?" I tease you bit whispering and breathing on the side of head. Increase tempo of our grind, moving my hips faster against your dick

"Were both adults, we can be truthful. Did you fuck yourself some nice college coeds or is this" Seeing the motion of things hands had moved to be on my tits and ass. Grab big fist fulls of both "Seems you found something to like"

I push off your chase back into cowgirl position but this time instead of grinding, I pulse it out. Bouncing up and down, just like would if you were actually in me. "Want to know what I did when you were away?" I can see you curling your lip as nod yes "I learned to be positive, fuck positive. I know this is all you being pent up. Now well now..." I pause with speech and look down at you as bite my lip. I really was going to do it, skip over all my little taboos about incest and go happily into incest country "am free. Cum on, don't you want be free. Feeling that nice big fat release"

 

[saedo]

Mom and I had been trading barbs all afternoon. Despite her prudish attitude towards me the past couple weeks, she seemed determined thus afternoon to prove that she could set that aside. Yesterday she'd fled from the mere sound of me hacking off. Now she was practically daring me to cum in front of her.

"You don't think I'll do it," I countered. "Think I don't have the balls? Well, we'll just see about that."

I'd have just let loose then and there, but the position was bad. With Mom straddling my cock like a tree trunk, its length lay flat across my abdomen. That left the tip aimed squarely along my torso. If I came now, the first blast was going to hit me right beneath the chin. Much as I wanted to cum, I wasn't going to do it in my own face.

Instead, I grabbed Mom's hips and lifted her. Jacked as I was, her weight felt like nothing. I pivoted her in midair and spun with her. Together we slammed down on the lounge chair with me on top.

I moved into an upright position sitting on her hips and glared down at her. "Hope you're ready for this," I taunted as I grabbed my cock in both hands.

My shaft was so engorged and slippery that I could barely keep it under control. I had to muscle it down to aim it at Mom and her enormous tits. I gave myself a couple of quick pumps and then bellowed as the first of a dozen gushes of thick, white cum erupted onto my Mom's naked torso.

 

[missemily]

I laid there as thick rope after thick rope hit my chest. My son was a boob man and he didn't bother aiming for my face or legs. He wanted my tits covered in his baby making seed. If he had resisted as long as he normal did he meant have stood a chance covering my monster K cups. But instead he only had the top half coated.

I grab the red lace panties and pick them up. I can see his eyes start to refocus as he comes down from his high, they start to pop when I lift my hand up and place the them on my chest. Rubbing cum off with them "This is what you wanted. My panties covered in your fucking ball butter" Once I finish cleaning myself off, I wrap them around your cock.

I get up stand face to face to you. "Now this isn't me signing off on your masturbation behavior. This is opening..." I look you up and down before I lean in "of war" I smile as go back "As long as your in this house and don't have girlfriend am going to tease you to the outright breaking point. If its to much and you slap your hand pussy onto your dick am just going to make it worse." This one I come in grab your ball sack "Whole lot worse"

I grab my top and your swim trunks "Hope you think on that, I need to go wash up" That and my bathroom share's wall with your bedroom. I had really naughty idea to ensure you didn't last long in this house. Just had to go find a power drill. I made sure that my strides inside would show off my large ass as eats my bikini bottoms to less than gstring.

 

[saedo]

Mom tried to act as if she didn't care, but her acting skills were about on par with her grammar. No matter the word salad of denials that she sputtered on about, it was clear from the way she spread cum across her skin that she was getting off on it.

She spouted some cryptic warning about girlfriends and teasing me which made no sense. I personally blamed it on Kim's influence. While the fitness regimen she'd gotten Mom on had definitely worked, she had also filled Mom's head with all sorts of ideas that Mom in turn expressed in slightly incoherent fashion.

"Fine, go off and fingerbang yourself in peace if that makes you happy," I called after her as she retreated into the house. That Mom needed an orgasm might as well have been printed across her big, firm ass; she was clearly desperate to cum. I suppose she thought it some sort of surrender to do it in front of me.

I rolled my eyes and went back to my cock. I had a lot more left in me thanks to Mom's half-assed intervention. But then she'd never been good at follow-through. No matter. I'd jack off another load or two to finish what she couldn't.

 

[missemily]

It took me a while to find the power drill in the garage, I kept small assortment of tools around the house for repairs and in case something came up while showing a house. I was still topless and walking around in a bikini. I stepped back into the house and just checked in on the patio from the hallway. There he was right back to his cock. I sighed, he thought I was joking about the new rules.

I creep along the hallway, making my steps slow so he didn't hear me. Usually not a problem, once his hand was on his dick he was lost to his own pleasures. The patio door was still open, since I foolishly believed he would listen to me. I sneaked up on him, crouched down and planted the drill against wooden frame of the lounger and let it rip. The suddenly loud noise so close to his ear, causing him to fall out of the chair and onto the stone tile work.

"I said no more masturbation. You need to go focus on getting yourself a girlfriend. Now you can either go in room and find dating site or..." I had to bite my tongue and think about what I wanted to say and than on what I should say "I cancel the internet and you can say bye bye to your porn"

I reached out with my hand and helped you up "Now upstairs" I followed behind, getting good view of your tone ass cheeks due to me having ran off with your swim trunks

 

[saedo]

I glared down at her. She'd really amped up her annoyance value while I'd been away. I was beginning to wonder if perhaps what she needed was a firm backhand.

"Mom, are you fucking high? You must be on something because you are talking complete nonsense. In what alternate reality do you think you are where I do everything you say? I'm not some character in one of those silly stories you used to tell. I do what I want, Mom. "

To demonstrate my independent agency, I put my hands on her hips and lifted. Mom is not exactly a lightweight, but all that time at the gym made it only a moderate effort to lift her six inches off the ground. I then pivoted to my left and swung her over the pool's edge. Gravity did the rest.

It'd have been nice if it were the deep end, but the water only reached up to her shoulders when her feet touched the bottom. Still, it was a pretty decent splash and I was fairly certain it'd annoy her to get wet. Mom had usually been more the type to lounge around near a pool rather than actually swim in it.

I turned and walked away, resuming my stroking on my still hard dick. One thing I had to acknowledge: Mom was right about the girlfriend. Or at least needing to a girl to fuck. I'd have to look into that. Maybe after I blew this next load.