Tim stood in front of the toilet and looked down at his erect cock. For the last 2 weeks, he had gone through the same routine every morning. He awoke with a raging hard-on and tremendous urge to pee. He had to sneak into bathroom hoping his mother wouldn't see him. At first, it didn't seem to be a problem but now Tim was starting to become concerned.
He noticed the change about a week ago. His cock had become visibly larger, both in length and girth. It felt heavier, fuller. He felt good about it at first. Every guy wants a bigger package, he thought. He never imagined that it might become too big. His erections had become harder, almost painful. The head of his cock appeared almost angry, purple red.
His balls had become larger also, which caused more concern. When he came now when he jacked off, it seemed likes gallons. Cum was everywhere.
Speaking of jacking off, Tim felt the need to do it more often. Once a day was not enough. He was up to three times a day and yet he wasn't satisfied. He could feel the tension built in his balls, throughout his whole body, as they grew heavier. He'd jack off and it would go away only to return, each day quicker and more often.
His work as a lifeguard at the local pool was becoming a nightmare. Pretty girls in their tiny bikinis were everywhere. He was afraid to even look at them in fear of getting a hard-on. He wore his baggiest swim trunks over his Speedo hoping to hide what could happen. Swim practice was becoming impossible because he barely fit in his racing suit.
No, this was becoming something out of his worst dreams. Who could he talk to? His mom? That didn't seem right. "Doc" Amy? Maybe, because this might be a side effect to those acne pills. His acne was all gone on his face and from what he could see, his back looked much better. He had fantasized about Amy and him but this would be so different, not what he dreamed of at all.
He need to do something, talk to someone real soon because this was becoming a "big" problem.
Kristi was exhausted. These past two weeks had been like hell. Reports, meetings, deadlines had all come together at work. It had been crazy. She came home late every night and even went in on Saturday. She had no time for herself or even to talk with Amy. She was just as busy with her deadlines and reports. Home late every night, a glass of wine and then off to bed was the routine.
All this work had made her incredibly tense and nervous. She knew what she needed to do but she was even too tired for that. When this was all over she was going to use her toy until the batteries died. Better yet, perhaps find a man who she could use just for a good time. She knew she couldn't do that but it might be nice for once.
She also felt she wasn't being a very good mom to Tim. She had rarely seen him during the two weeks but she sensed something was wrong. She didn't know what but he seemed more withdrawn and sullen than ever before. This last week he was home before her and shut away in his room. He was missing swimming practice too. Normally they joked around and genuinely had a lot of fun together. In the few times she had seen him, he had a hard time making eye contact and seemed to keep the conversations short.
No, this wasn't like Tim and it bothered her.
On Sunday Kristi wanted to get up early and see if she could have a talk with him, just touch base and see if everything was all right. She missed him as he left for work so she decided to go to his room and get his laundry. When she opened the door she was shocked. His room, normally very neat, was a mess. Clothes were everywhere and there were even some dirty dishes in there. The mess only added to her feeling that something was wrong.
She gathered up the dirty clothes and wet towels and put them in the hamper. Next she stacked the dishes on his desk. As she was doing this she bumped his computer. Tim must have left it on because the screen brightened and then came on. What Kristi saw made her stop and look.
Tim had been watching porn and this was definitely a porn movie of some type. What made her look was the woman on the screen.
The woman had brown shoulder length hair and wore glasses. She seemed about 30 years old. She was dressed in a white lab coat that showed off a lot of cleavage. Kristi looked closer.
"Damn!" she thought. "That looks like Amy."
Kristi didn't know what made her take the next step but she clicked on "Play" and the video started. It was very tame at first. "Amy" moved around what appeared to be an examination room, bending over, exposing more of her breasts and showing her ass. She was wearing white stockings too. Kristi surmised that it was for the nurse effect.
"Not much going here," Kristi murmured to herself.
What happened in the next few moments took her breath away.
An off-screen voice announced that the patient had arrived and "Amy" told her to come in and make herself comfortable. When the patient entered and faced the camera, Kristi gasped and dropped the dirty plate she was holding. What she saw hit her like a punch in the stomach. The "patient" looked like her! Same hair color, same height, same eye color, slightly larger breasts but she could have passed as Kristi's twin.
Kristi sank into the chair, mesmerized at the scene on the screen.
The "patient" removed her clothing revealing her black stockings and garters. She wore nothing else. She hopped on the table and "Amy" began the examination. Some lame story line about being unable to orgasm or something.
"Amy" began to fondle then suck on the patient's breasts. Kristi had become so immersed that she could feel what she was seeing. Her pussy began to throb as she squirmed in the chair. She slid her hand under her t-shirt and cupped her breasts. Her nipples puckered up as she pulled on them like woman on the screen, She suddenly wanted more. She slid one hand under the waistband of her sweats. Heat radiated from beneath her panties, beckoning for her attention. She brushed her fingers over the smooth surface of white satin, and her gaze lowered, desire colored her cheeks. She continued to watch the screen.
Her pussy clenched beneath the thin covering of clothe. The urge to slide her finger into her pussy grew out of control. She had to surrender to it. She eased her hand into her panties, searching for the source of the irresistibly moist warmth. A smile came to her lips and she gasped. Her pussy clenched, hungry for more. She brushed her fingers over her clit and she gave out a deep low moan. A jolt of pleasure rocked through her. Her pussy dripped with desire.
She moaned as "Amy" moved between the "patient's" legs. She felt as if she was watching herself.
Heat flushed her cheeks, shame and need combined as she slid a finger deep inside. Her thumb rubbed her clit. Kristi bit down on her bottom lip, her panties wet, and her thighs tight.
Her hard nipples strained against her t-shirt. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps. She groaned. She couldn't hold back much longer. She didn't want to hold back. She craved the release that was just out of reach. No! She wanted more. Her hips danced; passion claimed her thoughts and movement. Tears stung her eyes. She didn't want the moment to end.
Kristi gave a long low moan. Her hips shuttered. It hurt. Oh God, it hurt but she wanted more. Needed more.
Her thighs clenched; she couldn't stop it. Pressure built and began spread outward from her pussy. Her eyes stayed focus on the screen as Amy began to eat "her"pussy. Her fingers moved feverishly beneath the soft satin of her panties. Her nipples ached. Her breath burned in chest.
Her body no longer her own, Kristi began to whimper. The woman on the screen moaned and cried out as she came. Kristi was right with her. Pleasure rippled through her, tore into her. She gasped, her back arching as it hit. Hard. Fast. Without mercy. "Oh God!" she screamed. She tried to ride it but it was like nothing she had felt in a long time. Trembling, sweat coating her skin, Kristi didn't move. Her heartbeat slowed, her thoughts settled, she shivered. As she stood up, her legs felt like they might give out. She leaned against the desk and watched the screen fade to black.
Suddenly she realized where she was and a bit of panic came over her. She grabbed the hamper, put the dirty dish on top of it and hustled from Tim's room. She couldn't get caught in there. She moved quickly into the hallway and shut the door. She looked around as if someone might see her. She smiled then laughed. "How silly of me," she said.
Kristi went about doing the laundry, the dishes, and generally straightening up the house after 2 weeks of neglect. As she did, she gave some serious thought to what had happened. The last 2 weeks were pretty stressful and she needed some relief so that part was easy to understand. What wasn't was her reaction to the video itself. Did she really want to try it with a woman? She couldn't remember ever thinking about it.
Was it because the woman looked like Amy? They had spent a week in Cancun together and they had been naked a lot of the time. Amy did have a great body. One Kristi liked to look at but nothing remotely came close to any sexual thoughts. When Amy suggested Kristi shaved her pussy, Amy had helped check for any stray hairs. Again Kristi didn't think it was overtly sexual.
There no denying it thought. Seeing "Amy" eat Kristi's video twin's pussy had turned her on and had lead to a great orgasm. Was there something to all this?
