Sorry for the hiatus. I just could never sit down and make myself write. That being said, I'm seated. I have nothing to do today, and my mind is focused on writing a story you guys will appreciate. Hope you guys like this, and it keeps you cumming back for more!
*Three Months Later*
"Honey! Have you read the new story on Literotica yet?" My mom yelled from the bathroom.
She was sitting on the toilet peeing, while reading over new incest stories on Literotica. Our new favorite website. Pornhub, xvideos, xhamster, and XNXX are all well and good; Literotica is just... better.
"No mom, what is it about?" I responded back to her. I was on her bed, with a pair of her worn panties in my hand. Leaking precum all over them as I slowly edged myself.
Mom flushed the toilet, pulled her panties back on and walked out of her bathroom.
"It's called 'My Mum My Cum' and it's got me pretty wet!" She whispered. Too distracted by the story to even look at me.
She knew I was using her panties, leggings, bras, t-shirts, and pretty much any other clothes i could cum on. She didn't care one bit. Ever since I started going naked in the house 100%, and cumming wherever, and whenever I wanted, she has stood by her word. She couldn't care less. She just wanted me to feel free, and be me!
I have a job where I work from home with flexible hours, and when I'm not working or sleeping... I'm putting on a masturbation show for my mom. I have covered every spot of the house in cum. Floors, walls, couches, chairs, countertops, washer, dryer, beds, carpet, tile, garage, car, tables, kitchen sink, dishes, and any other things i could think of. Everytime I would cum somewhere new, my orgasm was twice as strong.
Just knowing that my mother didn't care about my messes, made me three times as excited to cum. The only time she would ask me to clean my cum is after 3 days. That was her only rule. As she did not want the house to be too dirty. As far as my clothes were concerned, I didn't wear them. I would wear polo shirts or dress shirts ONLY, in my Zoom meetings. I would also have a boner, and be stroking it the whole time. When it came time to unload, I would point my purple head at the floor (carpet), pretend I had dropped something, and proceed to drop a load onto the floor.
Anyways, back to me on my moms bed, stroking my cock with her panties...
"Is the story any good, mom?" I asked, finally able to break her attention from her phone.
"Fuck yes, it is!" She answered with a laugh. "It's about a mom who is okay with her son masturbating, just like us."
"I wonder if their story is true, and they have the same situation in their house, that we have. Or if its all fiction?' I asked.
"It's all fiction baby, but that doesn't mean we can't use our imagination to make it as real as possible!" She retorted.
