A special thanks goes to Literotica member, "Smoothed" for help editing and excellent creative input.
This is a continuation of the original story without any recaps. Read "Mom's Penis Treatment Part I" to get the full story from the beginning.
This is a completely fictional story that depicts a sexual relationship between a mother and her adult son. If this does not appeal to you, please do not read.
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Connie was forced to assess her behavior toward her son this past week. There was a part of her that felt fearful about what she was doing, that she was betraying her son as his mother. This part was her motherly conscience, and it was losing the argument in her head. What she wanted most was to have a sexual relationship with her son. She knew that. She was not, however, going to stop being his mother just because she wanted to be romantic and physical with him.
Nick was up and showered by 8:00 sharp. A full hour earlier than he normally got up in the summer time. He dressed in white shorts and a tank top. He walked downstairs to the kitchen. The smell of coffee was in the air. He felt great!
"Hello, Nicky!" Connie had a cup in her hand and two yogurts were prepared for the two of them sitting on the kitchen table.
She was also wearing white shorts, only hers were about two sizes too small. As she got up to pour Nick some coffee, he could see about one quarter of her ass cheeks sticking out. Her round ass jiggled slightly as she padded barefoot across the kitchen.
After pouring Nick's cup, she turned and walked back to the table. Nick almost gasped aloud when he saw her turn. She was sporting a camel toe as well. The thin white shorts were wedged up into her pussy lips, displaying the outline of her pussy mound quite prominently. Nick gulped down a mouthful of yogurt watching her.
Connie's tight, pink T-shirt left nothing to the imagination either, as Nick could easily see her erect, rose-colored nipples coming through the sheer fabric. What she was wearing was more akin to lingerie than to a summer outfit.
"Wow, Mom! You look great!" Nick felt his dick surge in response to his mother's outfit. It was stiffening and coming alive again.
"Thank you, Sweetheart!" She was happy to notice that her outfit was serving its intended purpose. She was glad Allen was still out of town as she would never want him to see her dressed like this in front of Nicky.
"Did you sleep well?" She asked.
"Not really. I guess I was pretty worked up when I went to bed last night." Nick confessed.
"We should definitely talk about relaxation techniques then." She finished her yogurt and walked into the kitchen.
Nick was eating the yogurt Connie prepared for him. "Sounds good."
The only thing Nick could think about was when his mom was going to help him with a better way of jacking off. The past week was nothing short of unreal and he had become accustomed to having some sort of physical contact with his mom multiple times each day. The last two orgasms he had were the best in his life, and he wanted more.
There was something Nick found incredibly erotic about their last encounter. He basically jerked off onto his mother. Bringing himself to climax for her, then showering her with cum, had been a taboo fantasy of his for years. He wondered how far he could continue to push this.
Connie was just trying to kill time so it wouldn't appear that all she was thinking about was her son's penis. It was killing her to go about her mundane activities when she could be watching her son's sexy body. It was all she wanted to do. To her surprise, she had found Nick's masturbation demonstration incredibly arousing. She had never seen someone approach sex with such determination and focus. Connie found herself wondering how this aspect of her son's personality would manifest itself during actual intercourse.
Connie had always been what she called "covertly sexual." She routinely wore sexy clothes around the house and liked to read erotic stories every now and then. She was never one to sleep around or have affairs, although she fantasized about it, especially after discovering Allan's affair with his assistant. She very much enjoyed masturbating to erotica when her husband wasn't home. Lately, she had been fantasizing about her son's penis and spending as much time with it as possible. She hadn't really thought about how far she was willing to take it, but one thing was sure, she didn't want to stop looking at it, or touching it!
Connie and her son busied themselves by cleaning up the kitchen. Little did each know that the other was anxiously awaiting an appropriate time when Connie could lead the much anticipated masturbation "talk."
"Thanks for the help, Nicky." Connie smiled.
"Sure!" Nick sat down at the kitchen table where his mom had sat last night.
He thought he would go ahead and be the one to broach the subject of masturbation, but Connie beat him to it.
"Do you think you're ready to try what we talked about last night? Connie felt awkward bringing the subject up, but couldn't wait a moment longer.
"Yeah, sure. Sounds good!" Nick stood up and faced his mom.
Connie sat down in the chair facing her son. Her heart was pounding in her chest, despite her demure demeanor. Without another word, she reached out with both hands and hooked her fingers in the waistband of Nick's shorts. He just stood there with his hands by his side. It was almost as if they had both silently agreed that it was Connie's motherly duty to get his dick out. For Connie's part, she couldn't wait to see his cock again.
Of course, Nick's penis was still hard from seeing his mother's outfit. When she pulled his shorts down past his thighs, Nick's erection sprung eagerly up in her face. There was only some slight discoloration in the skin that would indicate there had ever been anything wrong with it.
At first, Connie delicately lifted his penis with her thumb and index finger, inspecting it.
"Your penis is looking much, much better!" Connie then fully wrapped her hand around it and used this occasion to hold his throbbing, hard, thick piece of meat. Nick sighed as he watched her small, warm hand try to close around his shaft. Her fingers were far from touching and it made Nick's swollen dick look even bigger.
She was pretending to examine, but she was actually just holding it and stroking it in a far more sexual fashion.
"Thanks, Mom!" He smiled anxiously.
"Now, last night when I observed how you masturbated, I noticed you were far too rough on yourself. You gripped your penis too tightly and stroked it too violently." She spoke as if she was giving a clinical diagnosis.
"I did?" Nick was playing along.
"Why don't you hold your hand out." Connie opened a bottle of commercial sex lubricant and poured some into her son's hand.
"Let me guide you as you wrap your hand around your penis."
Connie placed her open hand under her son's and moved it to his erect shaft. As Nick grabbed his dick, his mom's hand was over his. As he gripped it, his mom's hand gripped his hand.
"Let your hand move with mine." Connie was leaning forward enough so that Nick could see her breasts from the opening at the top of her shirt. Her eyes were locked on his penis, watching both their hands as they began the stroking motion together.
Nick felt his mother's hand move his up, then down along his rock-hard cock. She was using his hand to jack him off. The first thing he thought was 'she is going too slow.' After this, he noticed a delay in his reaction to her rhythm. It was awkward.
"It's too slow and I don't understand what the point of this is, Mom." Nick was frustrated.
Connie had to rethink what it was she was trying to do. On one hand, she wanted to help her son. On the other, she also was in this for her own sexual gratification. It was, however, important to her that it didn't look like she was doing this for herself. What she really wanted was to jack him off; to stroke him steadily until he couldn't help but to explode. And having his cum on her, she wanted nothing more than to sit there, her face covered with his young, hot cum, but she felt that she couldn't take those liberties just yet.
"Okay. I'm going to show you what I mean."
She removed her hand from over his and squirted a generous amount of lubricant into her palm. She slipped off of the chair, onto her knees on the kitchen floor before her son, and then gripped his giant dick in her hand. Until now, she had never grabbed it with the intention to masturbate her son. Her previous efforts were involved with spreading lotion on it and nursing it back to health, or examining it...nothing as overt as this. She was crossing yet another line.
"Slow your strokes down." She suggested, then began demonstrating.
Connie used the slippery lube to slide up and down his insanely fat dick. She continued stroking at a slow, deliberate pace. She smiled, watching her hand glide. It made a steady "SCHLICK" sound on his shaft with each stroke.
'I love my Nicky's penis.' She thought quietly as she stared blatantly at her hand jacking him off.
"Keep stroking it slowly while you think of sexual thoughts." Connie suggested. "Are you thinking them now?"
Nick didn't need to think of sexual thoughts. His mom was on her knees in front of him talking to him in a soft, sexy voice and stroking his dick. Her hand felt incredible. This wasn't masturbation, it was sex.
He was so stimulated that he couldn't answer right away.
"If the lubricant begins to dry out, add more immediately." Connie demonstrated by taking the bottle in her other hand and dispensing more. She liberally applied the lube over her hand and her son's dick. So much so that the excess began dripping down onto Nick's balls.
Connie's languid strokes pleased Nick, but he wasn't used to this pace. "Mom, you aren't going fast enough, but it does feel very good!"
"Well, Nicky, we are trying to change your method so you need to focus and try. If you keep stroking it the way you were you will develop abrasions and they will turn to cuts and the whole process will result in the condition you just recovered from."
