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What the Doctor Ordered
Chapter Three
Phase Two: Oral stimulation
As I lay naked in my bed, patiently waiting for mother to give me my morning treatment, I thought about what had happened the night before: how incredible it felt when she let me slide my rock-hard cock in between her magnificent, silky soft breasts; and how her words of encouragement pushed me over the edge and made me blow my load all over her sweet, wholesome face. I couldn't wait to see what was going to happen next.
But wait I did―I waited and waited. My cock was harder than it had ever been before and was ready to explode. When my alarm clock went off at eight o'clock, I realized my mother had already left for work. She was probably running late again and didn't have the time for my treatment. I was disappointed of course, but I also completely understood the reality of her situation.
The thought of self-administering my treatment crossed my mind when I got into the shower, but like my mother, I was also now running late and needed to hustle if I was going to make it to my first class on time. So, I settled for a cold shower to try and cool my sexual desire for her. And, truth be told, I wanted my mother to be the one that made me come again, and get me off as she had done before.
In between classes, I was sitting outside on a bench, in the main square of the community college campus I attended, when I turned my phone back on. There was a message from her:
Sorry I missed your treatment, Jason. I'll make it up to you when I get home, I promise ; )
Love,
Mom
Wondering how my mother was going to make it up to me, made my cock stiffen and stretch the tight confines of my jeans. I placed my backpack over my lap to cover my embarrassing situation. The thought of it, of her, of what her words meant, haunted me and taunted me throughout the rest of my school day. Try as I might, I couldn't concentrate on anything else.
I knew it was wrong, knew how I now thought about my mother in a sexual way, was wrong, but I couldn't help it. I tried every way possible to avoid it, and avoid the intense sexual thoughts I was now feeling about her. Despite my greatest efforts, I was helpless, helpless to the fact that my incredibly sexy mom now controlled and consumed all my waking thoughts.
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Later that afternoon, I was home, sitting at my desk in my bedroom, working on a paper for my Freshman Comp English class, when my mother entered my bedroom.
She snuck up stealthily behind me, reached around the chair and started rubbing my crotch as she seductively spoke into my ear, "Sorry, I couldn't give you your treatment this morning, sweetie; I ran out of time."
"I understand" I said. "It's okay."
My mother unbuttoned my pants, slid her hand down into my underwear, and started stroking my rapidly hardening cock. "Did you miss me? she asked. "Did you miss your Mommy? Did you miss me playing with your big hard cock?" she whispered seductively into my ear.
"Yes," I admitted, of course I did.
"Well, Mommy is home now and we have all of the time in the world to take care of your naughty needs," she said. My mother spun my chair around so that I was facing her and stripped me naked from the waist down.
I was exposed to her once again, but now I was no longer ashamed about it. I was proud to show her how much I loved her, how sexy she was, and how incredibly hard and excited she made me feel.
After closing the blinds of my bedroom window, my mother connected her phone to my bluetooth speaker, and the sound of Van Halen's
Hot for Teacher
filled my bedroom. She started grooving to the music, swaying her hips, gyrating her body seductively and sexually for me.
My mother always dressed professionally for work, and today was no exception―she was still wearing the business attire that she wore into the office that day. As my mother's private dance for me continued, she began slowly unbuttoning her white silk blouse, one button at a time.
When the last button of her blouse was undone, my mother teased me, flashed me, then removed her blouse and flung it onto my bed. I was wide-eyed and rock-hard as my mother continued her sexy, seductive strip tease for me.
As she continued to sway seductively to the music, she undid the front clasp of her black lace, push-up bra. The bra amplified and accentuated her beautiful, large sexy breasts. And even though I had seen her breasts before, the seductive way she was dancing made me incredibly horny and hungry to see them once again. My mother turned her back to me, smiled over her shoulder, and removed her bra, which quickly joined her blouse on my bed.
When she turned back to face me, her eyes instantly locked onto mine; her hands were trying their best to cover her large, luscious breasts and were failing wonderfully. Slowly, seductively, my mother revealed her breasts to me. She started to caress and play with them. This was the third time I had seen my mother's breasts, and each time was more exciting, titillating, and arousing than the time before.
Once again, my mother turned her back to me, bent over, undid her skirt and let it fall to floor. My eyes and mouth were wide open when I discovered she was wearing matching black lace, thong panties, which allowed me an amazing, incredible view of her beautiful, curvy round bottom.
My mother playfully spanked herself as she danced for me, then wiggled her ass in front of my face, making it jiggle like jello―like a female dancer twerking in a rap video. The sight of her big, beautiful butt, teasing me, pleasing me, was pushing me closer to the edge again.
She drizzled some of the medicine onto my cock and stroked it firmly with her hand. Then she turned her back to me, bent over, put my well-lubed cock between her ass cheeks and started to slide up and down against my hardness.
The sight of it, of her, of my horny cock sliding up and down between my mother's wonderful silky, sexy ass cheeks, was incredible. The wet, wild friction was beyond belief, more than I ever could have imagined. It soon became too much. I couldn't take it anymore. My cock exploded, spurting copious amounts of cum all over my mother's big, beautiful ass and lower back.
When it was over, when I was totally spent, she turned to me and the tone became more serious. "I'm going to talk to Dr. Ryan tomorrow and give him a progress report," my mother said to me, "so I need to know how you are do? How you are feeling? How the treatments are going? Are you still feeling any discomfort or pain?"
"No, I wasn't, but . . ."
"But what?"
"I . . . It sorta started aching again this morning," I said.
