A Mother's Touch

(Author’s note:  this is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental.  All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age.  This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.)

Sarah was in the kitchen making the final preparations for the night’s dinner when she heard the front door open and then close.  She looked up at the clock, and by the time on the clock she knew it was her son, Jared, coming home from school.  Sure enough, a few moments later Jared came into the room, and by the look on his face and the way he was carrying himself she could tell that he had not had a good day at school.  She turned to him and gave him her best ‘Mommy Smile’ to try and cheer him up.

“Hi, sweetheart!” she said cheerily, giving him the biggest smile she could manage.  “How was school today?” she asked, immediately regretting the question.

“It sucked, as usual,” he replied, opening the refrigerator and taking out a can of soda, then closing the door a little harder than he meant to.  “I hate school, Mom, I really do!” he said, opening the can and taking a drink before continuing.  “I’ll be so glad when I’m graduated next month and don’t have to put up with those childish morons anymore!”

Sarah felt so bad for her son that there were times that it broke her heart, and this was one of them.  She stood there, her hands clasped in front of her, and listened to her son vent as he told her about his lousy day.  As usual, the bullies at school had given him a hard time.

Looking at her son she could understand why.  Jared was the stereotypical nerd - slight of stature, only standing 5’6” tall, maybe 115 pounds soaking wet, with dark hair and black framed glasses that he was always pushing back up onto his nose.  He always dressed in slacks and a button-down shirt while the other boys his age were wearing jeans and a t-shirt, loafers on his feet instead of sneakers.  Both Sarah and his father had tried to get him to wear different clothes, but he refused saying that he didn’t like the look and was more comfortable with what he was wearing.  His total lack of any kind of abilities at any sport only made it worse, but at least there were a couple of things that made up for it, the main one being his brain.

Jared was very smart.  He had an IQ of 155, which officially made him a genius.  It was also the reason that he had won a full scholarship to Harvard, something of which both he and his parents were very proud.  He wanted to be a lawyer, and with his brains he’d be a damned good one.  Sarah was just sad that the kids at school couldn’t just accept him the way he was, and she hoped that things would be different when he went to college.

But deep down inside she knew it would be the same, so she was intent on making her son happy and making him forget about his bad day any time and every time she could – and this, obviously, was one of those times.  When he was finished venting she walked over to him and put her hand on his upper arm as she spoke, her voice soft and soothing.

“I’m sorry you had a bad day at school, sweetheart,” she said, smiling at him.  “But I know just what you need to make you feel better and turn this bad day around,” she said, her smile getting a little bigger when she saw his face light up.

“You do?” he said, hoping that she was going to say what he wanted her to say.  And much to his delight, she did.

“I do indeed,” Sarah said, taking his hands in hers.  “You need a mother’s touch,” she said, her smile getting bigger at the size of the grin that broke out on her son’s face.  “So why don’t you take your soda into your room and get ready, okay, sweetheart?  I’ll be there in just a couple of minutes.”

“Okay, Mom!” Jared said, grinning from ear to ear.  He turned and nearly ran out of the kitchen as he headed for his room, and it made Sarah happy to see her son as happy and excited as he was.  She turned back to what she had been doing when he came home, and it only took her a few minutes more to finish.  She wiped her hands on a dish towel, hung the towel back on the handle to the oven, then walked out of the kitchen towards her son’s room.  The door was closed as usual, and as usual she stopped and knocked on the door rather than just open it and walk in.

“Are you ready, sweetheart?” she asked, her hand on the doorknob.

“Yes, Mom, I’m ready!” Jared said.  She turned the knob and opened the door, smiling when she saw that her son was indeed ready – more than ready, actually.

Jared was lying across his bed, completely naked, his legs hanging down from the side of the bed with his feet on the floor, his upper body propped up with his pillows against the wall next to his bed.  He was sitting with his hands behind his head, a big grin on his face, his cock already rock-hard and throbbing, the shaft bouncing a little with the force of the blood pumping through it.  At her insistence both his cock and balls were cleans shaven; the sight of all this made Sarah smile as she closed the door, turning to face him.

“So I see!” she said, looking down at her son’s cock.  “You’re more than ready, I would say!”

The other thing that made up for her son being a classic nerd was his cock.  Simply put, her son Jared’s cock was big.  Very big. 

She was astounded the first time she saw his cock fully erect and immediately wanted to know just how big it was, so before she got started with him she got a cloth tape measure out of her sewing kit and measured his cock for length and girth.  She was astounded to discover that he was, in fact, the same size and girth as Peter North, who just happened to be her favorite male porn star. 

Her son’s cock was eight and a half inches long and six inches in girth.  And a short time after that she discovered that while he didn’t shoot as much cum as her idol did, he came close.  Damned close.  Sarah had never seen a real, live cock that big before much less one that shot as much cum as he did, but she was absolutely elated that she had made these discoveries about her son.

And now, looking down at her son’s monster cock throbbing in anticipation of what was about to happen, she was happier than ever about it all.  She stood with her back to the door for a moment, looking at her son’s cock, before walking over to the bed and kneeling down between his outstretched legs, her eyes locked onto his cock.  She sat on her haunches and reached up, wrapping her fingers around the hard, thick shaft and squeezing it as she spoke.

“You have such a beautiful cock, sweetheart,” she said, her voice breathless, looking up at him as she slowly pumped his cock in her hand, “and I just love the way it feels.  I can’t wait to make you cum so I can feel it throbbing in my hand!”

“Can I cum on your tits this time, Mom?” Jared asked, making his mom smile.

“Of course, sweetheart!” she said, releasing his cock from her grasp and sitting back.  She unbuttoned the blouse she was wearing and slipped out of it, exposing her big tits encased in her bra to him.  Sarah was a 36DD when it came to tits, so in a way her big tits made her the perfect match for her son with his big dick.  Jared was happy to see that she was wearing her leopard print bra, which happened to be his favorite.  She reached for the clasp between the cups in the front of her bra, quickly unfastening it and pulling the cups aside to reveal her full, naked tits to him.  She smiled when she saw the look on his face, tossing the bra aside and then reaching for his cock again.

“How’s that, sweetheart?” she asked, her voice soft as she pumped his cock in her hand again.

“Perfect, Mom!” he replied.

Sarah reached down and under the bed on her left side, her fingers closing around the pump bottle of very expensive lubricant that she knew would be there.  While her son produced copious amounts of precum on his own, Sarah had discovered early on that it wasn’t quite enough to do the job; she had then gone online and did some research to find the best lubricant on the market.  She bought a bottle of it as soon as she found it and had been using it ever since. 

She picked up the bottle and held his cock straight up, holding the pump spout right over his cock.   She pumped some of the clear, slippery liquid out onto the head of his cock, then put the bottle back under the bed as she slid her other hand up his shaft to the head of his cock.  She slid her hand over the head of his cock and moved it down, spreading the lubricant down onto his cock and lubing up his entire length.  Then she brought her other hand up to wrap it around his cock as well, spreading the lubricant around even more.  

With both hands wrapped around his now well-lubricated cock she began stroking it in slow, deliberate movements, gripping it firmly in her hands.  She smiled as she looked at her son, taking delight in the look of pure pleasure on his face as she stroked his big, hard cock with her hands.

“Does that feel good, sweetheart?” she asked, knowing what the answer was going to be.

“It feels wonderful, Mom!” Jared replied, just as expected.  After all, this wasn’t the first time she’d given her son a hand job to brighten up his day and get rid of his bad mood, and she was sure it wouldn’t be the last – not until he went away to Harvard, that is.  She wasn’t really sure how it came about, but what she was doing to him became known as ‘a mother’s touch,’ a term that she thought was more than appropriate and one that she came to love as much as the act itself.

And she truly loved making her son cum with her hands.

She smiled at him as she stroked his cock, gripping him tightly with both hands, stroking his thick, hard cock in long, even strokes from the base of his balls to the head of his cock.  Every now and then she would slide her hands up and over the head of his cock, hitting the most sensitive part and making him jump; this would always cause her to giggle and him to gasp and then smile.

“You like torturing me like that, don’t you, Mom?” he asked after she did it again.

“Yes, I do!” she said teasingly.  “But you like it, don’t you, son?” she asked, and he nodded.

“Yeah, I do!” he said, watching his mom stroking his cock and smiling at him.  He looked past her hands at her big breasts that were pressed together by her forearms, the nipples hard and erect; Sarah saw where he was looking and glanced down, then smiled at him as she looked back up and spoke.

“Here, let me bring my breasts up to where you can see them!” she said.  She lifted her breasts up and draped them over her forearms one breast at a time, always keeping one hand on his cock as she did.  Then she gripped his cock with both hands again as she continued stroking it.

“There, is that better, sweetheart?” she asked, smiling.

“Thanks, Mom!” Jared replied.  He lay there and just enjoyed the view of both his mom’s hands gripping and tugging on his cock while her big, full breasts jiggled on top of her forearms with the motions of her arms.  She stroked in silence for a few moments, enjoying the feel of her son’s thick, hard cock in her hands and the look of pure pleasure on his face.

‘God, I love making him happy!” she thought to herself as she continued stroking his cock.  ‘And I just love the feeling of his big, hard cock in my hands!’

Jared lay back and watched his mom stroke his cock, both hands wrapped tightly around the shaft, gripping it firmly as her hands slid up and down the considerable length of his cock.  His cock was slick and shiny with the lube she was using, and the squishy sounds of her hands sliding up and down on his cock filled the room.  Jared’s appearance and awkward social skills had prevented him from having any kind of success with any of the girls at school, so the only female who knew of his special endowment was his mom – and right now his mom was the only girl he needed.  She looked at him and smiled, her face lighting up, as she stroked her hands up and down on his cock.  She seemed to be really happy and enjoying what she was doing, and if he was able to make his mom happy by letting her jack him off, then that was just fine with him.

He was pretty happy with it as well; after all, who wouldn’t be?

“Let’s use a little more lube, shall we?” Sarah said, taking one hand from his cock and reaching down next to her to where the pump bottle of lube sat.  She pushed the pump twice, squirting a good amount of lube into the palm of her hand, then put her hand back onto his cock to spread the lube around.  She started by wrapping her hand around the bulbous head of his cock and then sliding it down, making him jump as she did.  She giggled at his response, smiling broadly at him.

“Sensitive, are we?” she giggled as she slid her hands up and down his slippery cock.

“Yes – AAUGHH!” he gasped as she did it again, giggling.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t resist!” she said, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.  She stroked him in silence for a few minutes, moving her gaze from his eyes to his cock in her hands.  The sights and sounds of what she was doing was exciting her greatly; she could feel her pussy getting wet, and her nipples were so hard they hurt.

Jared could see that her nipples were hard as well, and he could smell the faint aroma of her musk wafting into the room.  He wanted desperately to fuck his mom and always hoped that she would do it, that one day she would just climb on top of him and ride his cock until he blasted his cum inside her, but she never did.  So he was content with letting her give him a hand job whenever she felt he needed one; after all, it was better than nothing.

And his mom was really good at giving hand jobs.

It never took her more than five or six minutes at the most to make him cum.  This was due in part to his very limited experience with the opposite sex – his mom was actually the only girl to ever touch him or even pay attention to him – and to his mom’s considerable skills.  He didn’t know where she had learned to give hand jobs the way she did, but he was glad she did.

And those skills were having the usual effect on him.  He felt his balls shifting a little, a sure sign that his orgasm was beginning to build.  His breathing began to quicken as he put his hands down at his sides on the bed, watching his mom’s hands sliding up and down on his hard cock.  Her full breasts jiggled on her forearms as they moved, the nipples rock-hard and erect.  She looked at him and smiled as she gripped his cock tighter, increasing the pace of her hands on his cock.  He felt his orgasm building quickly, and his breathing got even faster.  Sarah noticed it, too, and gripped him even tighter.

“That’s it, sweetheart, that’s it,” she whispered, her own breathing picking up a little bit.  “Cum for me, son, cum for Mommy!  Shoot your hot cum all over Mommy’s tits!” she urged, her hands moving fast up and down his hard, throbbing cock.  She loved the way his cum felt on her tits, and she was just as anxious for it to happen as he was.

“I’m gonna cum, Mom!” he gasped, feeling his orgasm building quickly.  Sarah pulled his cock back towards her so that his cum would land on her tits, and she felt his cock expand in her hands as she continued stroking it.

Then it hit, hard, and Jared groaned loudly as his cock exploded in his mom’s hands.  His back arched and he gripped the bedspread in his fists as the first stream of cum exploded out of his dick and shot up into the air, hitting Sarah on the underside of her chin and splattering all over her neck and chest.

“OH!” she cried as the blast of hot cum hit her chin, pulling his cock back towards her a little more so the rest of his cum would land on her tits.  She kept stroking his cock fast, gripping it tightly, and she could feel it pumping and throbbing in her hands as it pumped out stream after stream of hot, thick cum.  With the exception of the first blast which hit her chin, the rest of his load landed all over her tits just as they both wanted; the cum was warm on her skin and felt good.  Again and again she felt his cock pulse in her hand as his balls emptied, and she still marveled at just how much cum he was capable of producing in just one orgasm.  She had never seen a man cum as long and as much as her son did, and it never ceased to amaze and excite her.

When his cock finally stopped pumping in her hands her breasts were covered with long streams of hot, thick white cum, with a little strand of it still hanging down from her chin.  She slowed her hands down to pull on his cock firmly, pumping the last of his cum out, rubbing the head of his cock onto her chest to get the last bit of it on her tits with the rest.  Then she took one hand from his slowly softening cock and wiped the cum from her chin, rubbing it onto her breasts as well.  Jared just lay there, gasping for breath, watching what his mom was doing.  She looked at him and smiled, gently tugging on his softening cock with both hands as she spoke.

“My, but you came hard!” she said, her eyes sparkling.  “And so much cum!  Mommy just loves it when you shoot that much cum onto her breasts!”

“Sorry about the chin blast, Mom,” Jared said, smiling meekly at her.  She grinned at him as she responded, her eyes sparkling.

“Oh, baby, don’t worry about that, it wasn’t your fault!” she said.  “Besides, it’s not like I’ve never had a man’s cum on my chin and face before,” she explained.

“Really?” Jared asked, his eyebrows going up.

“Yes, really,” Sarah replied, her hands moving slower than ever now.  “Maybe next time you’d like to cum on my face instead of my breasts,” she said, looking him in the eyes and seeing them light up at her words.  “Would you like to cum on my face next time, sweetheart?  Would you like to give Mommy a facial?” she asked, grinning.

“Boy, would I!” Jared said, returning her grin and not believing what he was hearing.  “That would be great!”

“It’s settled, then!  Next time you cum on Mommy’s face!” Sarah said, releasing his cock from her grasp and picking up her shirt and bra from the floor next to her.  Then she stood up and looked down at him, smiling as she continued. 

“Right now I have to go get cleaned up and finish cooking dinner, and I suggest you go get cleaned up as well before your father comes home,” she said.

“I love you, Mom,” Jared said, sitting up on the bed.

“I love you, too, sweetheart,” she said, smiling sweetly.  “Now get a move on!” she said, then she turned and walked out of his room.  Jared got up from the bed and headed towards the bathroom, padding naked down the hall, a smile on his face, all thoughts of his bad day long gone thanks to his mom.

Sarah was standing in her bathroom wiping her son’s massive cumload from her chin and breasts when she heard the shower come on in the main bathroom, and she smiled.  She had made her son happy, and that was all that mattered.  She finished cleaning up and put her bra and shirt back on, then went back to the kitchen to finish dinner.

Fini.