This story is a continuation of the story "A Simple Question" by RogueLoad. Please note that I am not the author of the original story.
A few months ago Rogueload posted a fantastic story called A simple Question. I thought it was crying out to be extended and Rogueload has given me permission to use his story as a springboard into mine.
Also I've taken the liberty with the permission of litfan10 of weaving events from his fantastic series called The Deal into this one. I hope every one forgives me my presumption.
My continuation of A Simple Question
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It was a week since I ejaculated onto my mom's upturned face, a week during which I felt I'd changed considerably. I was filled with a new sense of well being and had loads more confidence; all in all I felt dam good about myself. I got home at the usual time and dropped onto the couch in our lounge. I was flipping through the TV channels when mom got in half an hour later. She sat beside me and we made a little small talk. When I could find nothing worth watching I decided to go to my room and check the internet. As I was leaving the room I casually asked if I could cum on her face again after dinner.
'Sure thing honey.' Mom replied in quite a cheerful tone, as if I'd said I'd do the washing up. 'Thanks for the heads up.' She added and flashed me a smile...
As soon as I was in my room I stripped off my things, laid on my bed and idly stroked my aching erection. Was I imagining it or had she seemed genuinely pleased at the idea of me shooting my sperm onto her face. Over the last week I'd obviously thought about it a lot, which in it's self is a bit of an understatement. The realisation that mom was willing to do what ever it took to keep me sane and possibly alive into the bargain was as you can imagine extremely erotic. In my fantasies I'd asked her to do ever more outlandish acts; after dinner instead of just emptying my balls onto her upturned face I was going to ask her to at least open her blouse as well.
Last week I'd primed my self for only a few hours, this evening I'd got nearly two days worth of spunk backed up, I'd lost count of the number of times I'd jerked off but not finished, mom's call that dinner was ready came as I almost let myself go.
As I slid onto my chair opposite my mother I noticed immediately that she had not only changed but had applied fresh make up too. I told her she looked great which pleased her I could tell. As we started to eat I told her how much I was looking forward to later.
'I'm glad you felt you could ask me to do this for you.' Mom said, 'I read another magazine article this week which reiterated the other, it simply isn't healthy for a young man to bottle up his desires.'
Music to my ears.
'Mom you have no idea how true that is.'
I told her how relaxed and confident I'd felt over the past week and how I'd not realised just how frustrated I'd actually been.
'Honey that's fantastic. Is your steak ok? Mine is so tender.'
'It's cooked to perfection.' I told her.
Like last week I tried to match the speed I ate to hers, but I needn't have worried, I can't remember ever seeing my mother eat so heartily.
'It's funny you should mention that magazine article 'cause I saw something similar that focused on single mothers and how they often forget their own sexual needs.' I can't believe I got that sentence out in one go, before last week I'd have faltered and stuttered over it like a young kid.
'I suppose I have been sort of neglecting myself since your dad died. We really did used to have fun' She said with a shy conspiratorial smile.
Wow, I thought, save that tit-bit for later.
By then we had finished our dinner. 'Are you ready?' mom asked.
'Always, if you are.'
A few seconds later mom was kneeling on the kitchen floor looking up at me standing in front of her.
'Mom before we start, can you undo your blouse.'
My heart was beating so strongly I'm sure she could hear it. I almost had to sit back on my chair when her hands moved to the top button of her blouse and she slowly undid them all. When she had finished she looked up at me waiting.
'Open it wide.'
Under her blouse mom had a white bra which did a very good job of concealing her tits, but still I was almost too excited to stand.
'Can you take it off?'
'My blouse?'
I could only nod. As she slipped it off her shoulders I pushed my shorts down to let my erection spring out, we were so close it almost caught her nose. As I started to stroke myself I decided to push the boundaries just a little further.
'Mom, take your bra off.'
Straight away mom reached behind her back to deftly unclipped her bra, two seconds later I was looking at my mothers tits. Two seconds after that the first sticky string of sperm hit her face closely followed by several others which liberally coated not only her face but most of her chest with my spunk.
At that point I really did have to sit back in my chair, mom didn't seem to be in any hurry to get up and I have to say that suited me down to the ground.
'Honey when you've got your breath back can you pass me a couple of paper tissues.'
'Sure thing, just give me a second.... Mom I don't think I've ever seen anything quite as sexy as you at this moment.' Mom just sat there, actually looking very contented.
I got mom some tissues and sat back in my chair to happily watch her wipe my emissions from her face before very carefully wiping every last sticky drop from her boobs.
'Cancel that earlier comment. That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen.'
'Honey you're easily pleased but thank you. It's a good job you asked me to take my blouse and bra off, there's tons of the stuff.' Satisfied that she was sperm free mom slipped her blouse back on but not her bra. I'm sure she was aware it was so thin I could easily see her nicely rounded tits though it.
'Right.' Mom said when she was standing, 'While I shove the dinner things into the dish washer, do you fancy sorting a film out to watch?'