"Here, let me start the timer. That way, we'll know if we are progressing." Kathy said, setting up the timer on her phone.
With all the tenderness a mother can have, Kat started to pump Tom's engorged cock. Each up and down of her hand seemed to bring a soft moan out of her son's mouth.
Finally, her plan was on track. Since she convinced her son that he might have a premature problem, he agreed to follow her training. But in reality, Kathy's real plan was to make him more premature. The point was to keep him to herself. She knew she was the only woman that truly loved him. The only one who could provide him with all he deserved!
"Oh fuck, mom... I'm so sensitive. Don't go too fast."
Tom was panting heavily. His mom's soft touch was overwhelming him.
As Kathy cuddled at his side she whispered: "Oh sorry baby, I'll go slower. Focus on the sensations of my hand on your dick. It will help you last longer." She lied, fully knowing this would only get him closer to the edge.
Even though he was only four minutes into the handjob, Tom was struggling. The sight of his mom's deep cleavage was only making it harder. With each heavy breath he was taking, he could smell his mother's sweet and familiar perfume.
"Mom... I don't think I'll last longer... I feel it! I'm almost there!"
Her son's cute whimpers were making her so flustered. The show this young 18 yrs old was giving showing her was too much. She couldn't help but let her free hand make its way down in her panties. Drenched, is the only way she could have described it. As her fingers slid up and down, collecting her wetness and rubbing her clit, she couldn't help but let a few small moans.
"Mmmh... Are you alright, sweety? Please try to make an effort. Retain your cummies just a little bit longer."
Her words were only truly meant to push him over the edge. She could feel it in her hand. His cute cock was throbbing. Precum was dribbling out of his tip! Somehow, this control she had over her young man almost seemed to connect her feelings to his, as she too was gushing.
"But... Oh, mom... It's just too much. I can't... I coming!!"
As ropes of cum shot off his dick, she grabbed her pussy, for it too was convulsing in unison with her son's cock.
"Oh, you did great son! You lasted... 5:15! Still not good enough but we'll get there."
"Thanks, mom... You know, for all you're doing for me. I don't think a lot of other moms would go to that length to help their sons..."
"Oh, you're so kind. You know I would do anything for you!"
***
During the following weeks, Kathy stuck to her hidden agenda. As predicted, her son's times diminished from 5 to only 1 minute. To be sure he wouldn't blame it on the training, she convinced him it was probably because of stress at school and other external factors. Also, once she attained the 1-minute mark, she switched up her jerking technique. As suggested in the guide she found online, she had to minimize stimulation to make him more sensitive.
This called for the "one finger method". A jerking-off technique that only used the index finger. If used successfully, this method only needed her to gently rub her index on his frenulum (the point between the glans and the shaft under the dick) to make him cum. If this could make him cum, imagine what a tight pussy would do to him! The training is almost complete now.
****
As the end of another workday came, Tom returned from school.
"Hi, mom! Did you have a good day?"
"Yes, what about you, sweetie? You're grinning from ear to ear. I'm sure you got something to tell me."
"Well yeah... Even though my times with our training aren't improving... I feel my confidence is better than ever!" exclaimed Tom.
"How's that pumpkin? Did something happen at school?" asked Kathy, forcing a smile. She could feel he was gonna say something she'd find unpleasing....
"Well, the girl I told you I was working with in math class, Andrea. Well, she invited me over to her apartment to watch a movie tonight."
"Oh, you're going over there with other friends?"
"No, it's just me and her..."
Kathy thought to herself: "What. The. Fuck. What was this young slut thinking about inviting my beloved son to her place?"
"Oh wow! I knew my son was popular with the girls." She said through her teeth, still faking a smile.
"Anyway, I got to get my things ready. I'm gonna eat there too!"
****
Soon enough, Tom was already gone to this little whore's apartment... Fuck... Was all this training for nothing? "I guess he's just too cute... Why did I think an old hag like me could compete with those young and pretty girls?" Kathy thought to herself.
In the end, Kathy was so depressed by this turn of events that she passed the evening eating ice cream and silently sobbing at the thought that her son would soon leave her for some young harpy.
Clunk click! The front door opened... but it was only 7 pm?
Quickly recomposing herself, Kathy greeted Tom: "Hey sweety, you're home early? Everything alright?"
"I don't want to talk about it," he responded while storming off to his room.
Kathy knew something went wrong at that girl's place. Even though part of her was happy thing hadn't seemed to have worked out between them, she still hated seeing her young boy sad.
Knock! knock: "Can I come in, sweety?" Asked Kathy.
"... Ok."
"Did... Did something go wrong at that girl's place?"
"Yeah, well, it's really embarrassing."
"Come on baby, you can tell me."
"Alright... But don't laugh at me. Things were going great with Andrea. Once we finished eating, we went to her bed to watch a movie on Netflix. And, well, we started to make out... She started to rub my cock over my pants. All of a sudden... I came in my underwear. Fuck, it was so embarrassing. I think she knew what happened. She kept saying it was alright, but I was too ashamed... I just ran away. I guess I still needed a bit more training."
