Weekend Chores
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Mom had always had bad migraine headaches growing up. In high school, she'd even started taking medications, but she complained about the side effects. The only other non-medical solution they found was a head massage or brushing her hair. Grandma could really relax her when she rubbed her head and brushed her hair. I remember Grandma coming to stay for Christmas and helping Mom relax during all of the craziness and pressure of the holidays.
I came home Friday from college to find Mom lying down on the den sofa. All of the lights were off and the blinds were closed. She was wearing a black face mask and her matching black robe.
"Hey, you okay?" I whispered to her as I approached. I could see the syringe on the table. She must really have a bad one to go for the injection.
"Mmmmm," she moaned. "It's a bad one. Rub me?"
I maneuvered my way around to the top of her head and gently started rubbing her scalp.
She moaned in appreciation and said, "That feels good, but it's not what I meant, baby."
"What do you mean?" I asked her. "Too rough? I can do soft."
She stiffened for a second and lifted up one side of the eye patch.
"Oh, baby," she laughed a bit. "I thought you were your Dad."
"Nope," I responded. "Just me, your favorite son. But I can do whatever you need."
She covered her eyes again and told me to call Dad to bring home our dinner.
After I explained the situation to Dad, he told me he'd be home in two hours and would bring dinner with him.
"Two hours!" she complained. "I need him now."
I could see her body shiver a bit and it hurt me to know she was in such pain.
"Mom, really, " I pleaded. "I can do whatever it is that Dad does. Let me help you."
She thought about it for a few moments and then told me, "Go change your clothes and get a snack while I think about it,"
I came back quickly, having changed into shorts and a t-shirt.
"Mom," I whispered. "I'm here. Tell me what to do."
She took in a deep breath and sighed.
"Okay, get behind me again and rub my head," she ordered.
I scooted around until her head was between my knees and I started to gently rub her head. She moaned in appreciation again.
"Just keep doing that," she said.
I worked her over for about ten minutes and then asked her if she was feeling better.
"No, but this will get me by until your father comes home," she replied.
"Come on, Mom," I argued. "I can do this. Let me help you."
She took another deep breath and said, "Okay, but this is our secret."
I thought she was going to have me get her heroin or some other drug but I was much more surprised.
Mom reached down and untied her robe and opened it, baring her breasts to me.
She lay there without saying anything and I sat there without saying anything.
My cock was expanding rapidly though!
"I know, this isn't the body of the girls you're used to," she whispered.
"Mmph, I gl..." I mumbled. I coughed and finally said, "Mom, you're beautiful."
"Well, baby, you wanted to help your Mom. This is something your Dad and I discovered years ago."
"Okay...." I said with a long pause.
"I need you to rub and squeeze my nipples." she said finally.
I don't know what she was expecting, but to my credit I didn't rush it.
I kept rubbing her scalp, but moved to her temples, cheeks, and finally to her neck. By the time my hands reached her upper chest, her nipples were proud and tall and she was arching her back up to me. My hands went further, circling her breasts and gently gliding across her nipples. When I finally took them between my thumb and fingers and gently squeezed, she was squirming her hips.
"That's it," she let out in slow hiss of air. "Yes! Keep doing that."
I twisted and pulled at her nips. I squeezed and tugged on them.
At one point, she took her hands and cupped her breasts, offering them to me. I kept doing what I was told.
"We discovered this when we first got married," she explained. "I was in a lot of pain and your Dad was a lot horny!"
She surprised me then by reaching up behind her, grabbing my neck and pulling me to her breasts.
"Bite 'em!" she ordered as my mouth opened to accept her hot, erect nipple. "Bite them hard. Use your teeth!"
I went crazy. Biting, sucking, nibbling away at her nipples.
I heard her moan in frustration and I sat up, looking down at her nipples. They were stiff and almost purple from my sucking.
"Unh," she grumbled. "Need...more."
I scooted around to the floor and pleaded with her, "Mom, tell me what you need."
She lifted up the blindfold from her eyes and looked at me wildly.
"I need to cum, baby," she said finally. "Can you make Mom cum? I'm there. Just use your fingers. It will help the migraine go away, honestly!"
She opened the rest of her robe, letting one side fall against the sofa cushions, and the other side fall towards the floor.
My Mom was naked on the sofa in front of me, and asking me to touch her so she could cum.
So I did.
My trembling fingers slid across her belly and through the small patch of hair, following the heat. The wet heat coming from her pussy.
She moaned and spread her legs wide, arching her hips upward to give me easy access.
I cupped her pussy with my palm and fingers, then slid my middle finger forward, dividing her pussy lips and working up to her clit.
I watcher her face as I did this and noticed her tongue come out and push against her top lip.
"Mmmmm," she moaned softly. "Now rub back and forth."
I began a side-to-side motion with my fingers. Her clit was so stiff I could do just about anything with it.
I did this for a minute or two and then used my free hand on her nipple.
That was what she needed. She began to buck her hips up and down and moan even louder.
Suddenly she froze. I mean she tensed up and froze so still I worried for a few seconds. Then she let all of her muscles relax as she came. Her thighs locked tight on my hand and I probably couldn't move it, even if I wanted to.
Then, she arched her head upward and tightened her stomach and again froze in place for a second, and then she violently slammed her head back against the sofa cushion.
Her hands held my hands tightly against her clit for a minute and then released me.
I sat on the floor next to her and lightly stroked her belly until her breathing went back to normal.
She reached over and rubbed my head.
"You're such a good son," she told me. "I really appreciate it. I needed that so bad. I'm sorry you had to do that."
"Mom, anytime I can help you feel better," I found myself saying. "Just let me know."
I stood up and dusted off my shorts. Mom had the sleep mask pulled away and was staring at the obvious bulge in my shorts.
"Are you going to go take care of that now, " she teased.
"I guess so, " I replied.
"Well the least I can do is to be here for you, " she said with a soft smile. "If you'd like to, you can cum on my tits."
"Mom, uh, um..." I stumbled, mumbled and fumbled my words.
She calmed me down. "Oh baby, look at me all naked and flushed from what you did for me. Don't you like what you see?"
"Well, yeah, but..." I stammered.
"Now just stop," she ordered. "Take out your hard cock and stroke it until you cum all over your Mother's naked breasts."
She started to sit up but I knew that wasn't good for her head, so I told her I would do it.
"Good!" she said. "I"ll just lay here while my strong, handsome son strokes his beautiful thick cock for me."
I slowly slid my shorts and underwear down, letting my cock catch on the waistbands so that it bent way down and then popped up and slapped me on the stomach.
"Oh my!" she said with a grin. "It's so beautiful! Let me look at you."
She reached over and pulled me closer to her. I looked down at my Mom as she looked up at my cock.
I couldn't believe this was happening.
"Can you cum for me, baby?" she teased.
I started stroking, squeezing and milking my cock until a good drop of precum oozed out of the head. I worked this around my cock until the whole thing was shiny and slippery.
I knew I wouldn't last long and after a minute or two of Mom watching me, I was ready to shoot.
She must have sensed it because she pushed her boobs together and looked up at me and smiled.
"Right here," she whispered encouragingly, "right here on my boobs!"
That took me over the top and I stroked rapidly a few times and then locked my legs and tensed my hips.
"Unh!" I moaned loudly as I released the first squirt of cum.
It landed right where it needed to but the next, more powerful squirt landed on her boobs, neck, chin, and lips.
"Oh!" she said in shock, but smiled with the string of cum across her lips. The next few squirts landed on her breasts and nipples.
When I finally finished, I stumbled back a few steps, nearly falling from the clothes at my ankles.
"I"m sorry!" I said quickly, worried about her reaction.
"That's okay, baby!" she laughed. "I'll take thatTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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(This happened last weekend, never thought of sharing it)It was going to be one of those weekends again. My mom would go out of town while leaving me with a friend of hers. I am 18 years old and don’t need a sitter but mother insists. But what I didn’t know that this weekend was going to be the best ever.So my mom’s friend, Ms. Bertha, she isn’t ugly nor is she is pretty. She’s practically average. So I arrive at her house on Friday after school only to find out that she also had to go on a...
Hi ISS Friends ..This is Jai, M 28 from Mumbai with my real life story. Am married for 2 years and have a good gym toned body with 5’11” height and an athletic built and fair complexion. My wife Reema is 26 and a beautiful lady with perfect curves at the right places, she is 5’6″ tall with 36C-30-36 body, we both are punjabis settled in Mumbai. The event that am sharing with you happened 2 months back on a weekend on a Friday evening after returning from office at just after 7 pm. I was...
So I brought it up to Ashley the night I read it, while we cuddled naked in bed after a fantastic session of love making. Ashley is my female lover, she is: 22, with long blonde hair, blue eyes, 5’ 6”, 110 pounds, 36B, athletically built, toned and sexy as hell. Whereas I'm 23, long blonde hair, green eyes, 5’ 4”, 105 pounds, 34C, run and swim just about every day. We live together in my beach house along with our two boyfriends. John is: 25, 6' 2", 205 pounds, piercing blue eyes,...
Introduction: I heard about this and had to try it I read a post on the forum. What it amounts to is the guy ties up his willing girlfriend in bed on a weekend and while going about his daily activities he come in and fucks her just about any time and way he wants. It sounded really exciting to me. (Thanks, J & E) So I brought it up to Ashley the night I read it, while we cuddled naked in bed after a fantastic session of love making. Ashley is my female lover, she is: 22, with long blonde...
The Knight walked in from work, went to put His things away for the day, looks around shaking His head. “Take the dog for a walk,” He says to Abby. Walking in to the bed room, sound asleep is His sleeping princess all curled up in a ball. He can only assume she is naked as her favorite towel is falling off the bed and she did ask to take a bath. Her hair still in the sloppy ponytail she puts in so it won’t get wet. “Princess,” He calls. Nothing. “Princess,” louder this time. Still...
I opened my eyes and looked around. It took a moment to realize I was in Mom and Dad's room. I looked at my right hand. It was crusty with dried, flaking cum.Holy shit - I had really fucked my mom!She came into the room and stood beside the bed. She was wearing black yoga pants and a white sports bra. Her big tits were spilling out of it. Her hair was in a long pony-tail.How does she always look so fucking hot? "Good morning, my little big man," she purred as she sat down on the bed."Good...
IncestI opened my eyes and looked around. It took a moment to realize I was in Mom and Dad's room. I looked at my right hand. It was crusty with dried, flaking cum.Holy shit - I had really fucked my mom!She came into the room and stood beside the bed. She was wearing black yoga pants and a white sports bra. Her big tits were spilling out of it. Her hair was in a long pony-tail.How does she always look so fucking hot? "Good morning, my little big man," she purred as she sat down on the bed."Good...
IncestJim's room had no windows. It was a small room with naked walls, and a cold, hard floor. Jim had been awake for a while now, though he could never be certain how long it had really been. The only light emanated from the small gap under the only door, and to Jim's eyes, it was unusually bright, which made him very nearly certain that it was daytime already. He shifted his weight a little, trying to alleviate the stiffness in his muscles, and his chain rattled. It was heavy and made of steel, and...
BDSMYou are busy vacuuming and don’t hear me opening the front door to the house. Nor do you hear it close behind. It may be the vacuum or it may be the music playing through your ear plugs, doesn't matter to me. I am going to have you right then and there. I am going to have my way and there was nothing you are going to do to stop me. Standing in the foyer, I notice your outfit. You are dressed to clean, not so much to entice. Through your form fitting tank top it is obvious you are braless. Your...
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