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A tale of her descent into darkness.
She moved to stand in front of him as he slowly started to remove his boxers, leaving him sitting there in just his shirt. His penis sprang out from beneath the waistband the moment he pulled them low enough. She slowly got down on her knees in front of him as he spread his legs. The moment she saw his penis she knew that he had been telling her the truth, his balls looked ready to burst and his penis was beginning to swell.
She had felt nervous about this ever since she had decided it was the only course of action. Now, sitting on her knee's in front of her mostly naked son, she thought very hard about changing her mind. It was too late for that, she knew. He was already in a large amount of pain, dangling relief in front of him and getting him this excited and then changing her mind would be terrible. Now that she had said something, she was committed, no matter how awkward or uncomfortable it felt.
He started to feel slightly impatient as she sat there, just staring at his cock. Finally, with barely contained patience, she lifted her hand and reach out for it. He watched as her hand moved forward and wrapped her delicate fingers around his cock. Just the warm sensation of her skin on him brought him close to orgasm. He looked down at her as she began to move her hand up and down and work his shaft. If he had not been so wrapped up in the moment, he might have laughed from the look on her face. She looked determined, very set in her goal. Definitely not the look he would expect from someone performing a sexual act. Then again, to her, it wasn't a sexual act. She was simply helping him with a problem he couldn't take care of alone.
He moaned loudly, looking down at her as she pumped his cock in her hand. He tried to think of something erotic, but his brain wouldn't work properly. The amazing feeling of her hand on him was stopping him from keeping his mind on anything for more than a few seconds.
He looked down at her as she was working him again, and saw the way that her breasts were moving freely inside her shirt. She had a completely strict policy on wearing a bra at all times when she left the house, but it wasn't uncommon for her to walk around without a bra on while at home. Right now, though, the pumping motions of her arm made her breasts sway and jiggle, and he could see just enough cleavage that it pushed him over the edge.
He tried to warn her that he was cumming, but he couldn't get the words out of his throat. All it sounded like was a guttural moan as his cock began to erupt in her hand. Surprisingly, she did not pull away, but kept pumping, the satisfaction of a job well done on her face sending another stream of cum from his cock. Her hand was beginning to be completely covered in her son's seed, but she did not stop until he had completely finished cumming.
She sat there for a moment, the incredible mess of almost 3 weeks' worth of pent up sexual frustration covering her hand. They both looked at her hand, then looked at each other and began to laugh. She gave him the same smile he had seen a million times. The loving smile she had always given him after putting a fresh Band-Aid on a cut or while taking care of him while he was sick. It was a smile that said that she loved him and she would try to make him all better.
"Do you feel better?" She asked, as she got up and began to clean her hand with a dirty towel in his room, handing it to him after she had finished.
He nodded, panting for breath after having experienced the most amazing orgasm of his life. "Very!"
"Good" she said. "Do you think you will be okay until you get your cast off now?"
He shook his head, "No way!"
His exclamation had shocked her somewhat, "No? Why not?"
He took a deep breath and looked at her. "Mom... let me put it to you this way... on my good days, I only masturbate once.