Mummy's Boy
Last year, my wife became friendly with a very young man who has a ‘mummy’ obsession and she spent quite a bit of time with him, living out some of his slightly weird fantasies. She wrote this about it:
I’ve never had any interest in in cest fantasies – they seem a peculiarly American phenomenon and slightly disgusting. So when a young admirer – just 22 years old – contacted me and told me I was his ultimate mummy fantasy and he wanted to meet me and act out a scenario with him, I was flattered but dismissive.
Instead I tried to convince him that what he really needed was me, dressed as a nurse, providing him with hand relief. But he was adamant and after a few weeks back and forth I agreed to meet him and give it a go. Oh, boy, am I glad I did.
His scenario was this: his ‘mum’ was about to go out, heading over to her boyfriend’s house for a good seeing to. Naturally, she was wearing her signature suspender belt and seamed stockings with extremely high heels, a leather mini skirt and a low-cut black top worn over a quarter cup bra. Her hair was done nicely, make-up on the heavy to excessive side and a diamante ankle bracelet completed the ‘my mum’s a bit of a tart’ look.
I go into his room to say goodbye and there he is, in front of his PC and he’s masturbating! I go to look at what he’s viewing and even from a distance I can see it’s a porn video but only as I get closer do I realise it’s one of my videos, one in which I am moaning with pleasure as I ride up and down on a huge black cock.
“What are you doing?” I shout at him.
“Sorry mum. I found these videos of you … and I just couldn’t stop myself.”
“Oh, God. How many have you watched?”
“Dozens, loads. Over and over. But don’t worry I won’t tell dad.”
“Tell him what?”
“About the other men. This black man, for example.”
“Don’t be stupid,” I say, “Who do you think filmed me?”
“Dad? He already knows?”
“Yes, of course he knows. He likes to watch. He enjoys me seeing other men. It’s his thing, you know?”
“Oh God, please don’t tell him about me.”
“How often have you been wanking to my videos?”
“About once a week. I save myself up.”
“OK, don’t worry. Don’t feel ashamed. A lot of men want to cum when they look at your mum. I like it. I like making men want to masturbate. It’s a turn on for me knowing so much spunk is being spilt by men looking at me. And you’re a young man now and it’s natural to be attracted to a sexy woman like me, even if I am your mum.”
“You do look fantastic mum. You’re every man’s fantasy.”
"What you need is hand relief, done properly”
At this point I take a pair of glossy black latex gloves from my handbag and a small tube of lube jelly. I pull the gloves on and squirt the lube into the palm of my right hand. Then I begin to slowly stroke his hard cock.
“Oh God, mummy, that’s so good.”
I’m leaning over him at his desk, making sure he’s getting a very full view of my cleavage. After a few minutes he lifts my breasts out of my top and begins the suck my nipples. I have exceptionally sensitive breasts and nipples and by this point, I’m already aroused. He’s switching from one breast to the other, suckling like a baby and after only a couple of minutes of this I am hit with a very deep and intense orgasm. I have to clutch the arm of his chair with my left hand, to stop myself keeling over but my right hand keeps the rhythmic pumping going. It’s almost an un conscious act for me now after so many years of doing hand relief, so many masturbation sessions.
He realises I’ve had an orgasm and his own arousal leaps a gear as a result. He hadn’t expected that and neither had I, for that matter!
Now he’s tensing and I sense he’s preparing to cum so I speed up my hand. I move my breasts close to his throbbing cock and say, “I want you to spunk all over my big tits.”
“Ok mummy,” he manages to grunt in reply.
Then he shouts out “Oh mummy” and the first big thick rope of his semen flies out and hits my chin and the top of my neck. Another follows and goes straight over both my breasts, then a third and a fourth … and for a moment I think to myself, where is all this semen coming from, then I remember he’s 22 years old, he’s abstained for a week in anticipation of our meeting and he’s been edging himself many times each day as he has worked his way through my video collection.
This is one reason women like me love young men like him. This is the biggest load of semen I’ve taken from a white man in quite a few years. When his ejaculation is complete, my chest and neck are covered with his sperm, my black top splashed, even my leather skirt has his seed running down one thigh. It’s everywhere, and I’m properly splattered.
I know immediately, that this won’t be a one-off. I want his cock and his semen again and if that means playing ‘mummy’, well what’s wrong with that? The family which plays together, stays together.
I’ve never had any interest in in cest fantasies – they seem a peculiarly American phenomenon and slightly disgusting. So when a young admirer – just 22 years old – contacted me and told me I was his ultimate mummy fantasy and he wanted to meet me and act out a scenario with him, I was flattered but dismissive.
Instead I tried to convince him that what he really needed was me, dressed as a nurse, providing him with hand relief. But he was adamant and after a few weeks back and forth I agreed to meet him and give it a go. Oh, boy, am I glad I did.
His scenario was this: his ‘mum’ was about to go out, heading over to her boyfriend’s house for a good seeing to. Naturally, she was wearing her signature suspender belt and seamed stockings with extremely high heels, a leather mini skirt and a low-cut black top worn over a quarter cup bra. Her hair was done nicely, make-up on the heavy to excessive side and a diamante ankle bracelet completed the ‘my mum’s a bit of a tart’ look.
I go into his room to say goodbye and there he is, in front of his PC and he’s masturbating! I go to look at what he’s viewing and even from a distance I can see it’s a porn video but only as I get closer do I realise it’s one of my videos, one in which I am moaning with pleasure as I ride up and down on a huge black cock.
“What are you doing?” I shout at him.
“Sorry mum. I found these videos of you … and I just couldn’t stop myself.”
“Oh, God. How many have you watched?”
“Dozens, loads. Over and over. But don’t worry I won’t tell dad.”
“Tell him what?”
“About the other men. This black man, for example.”
“Don’t be stupid,” I say, “Who do you think filmed me?”
“Dad? He already knows?”
“Yes, of course he knows. He likes to watch. He enjoys me seeing other men. It’s his thing, you know?”
“Oh God, please don’t tell him about me.”
“How often have you been wanking to my videos?”
“About once a week. I save myself up.”
“OK, don’t worry. Don’t feel ashamed. A lot of men want to cum when they look at your mum. I like it. I like making men want to masturbate. It’s a turn on for me knowing so much spunk is being spilt by men looking at me. And you’re a young man now and it’s natural to be attracted to a sexy woman like me, even if I am your mum.”
“You do look fantastic mum. You’re every man’s fantasy.”
"What you need is hand relief, done properly”
At this point I take a pair of glossy black latex gloves from my handbag and a small tube of lube jelly. I pull the gloves on and squirt the lube into the palm of my right hand. Then I begin to slowly stroke his hard cock.
“Oh God, mummy, that’s so good.”
I’m leaning over him at his desk, making sure he’s getting a very full view of my cleavage. After a few minutes he lifts my breasts out of my top and begins the suck my nipples. I have exceptionally sensitive breasts and nipples and by this point, I’m already aroused. He’s switching from one breast to the other, suckling like a baby and after only a couple of minutes of this I am hit with a very deep and intense orgasm. I have to clutch the arm of his chair with my left hand, to stop myself keeling over but my right hand keeps the rhythmic pumping going. It’s almost an un conscious act for me now after so many years of doing hand relief, so many masturbation sessions.
He realises I’ve had an orgasm and his own arousal leaps a gear as a result. He hadn’t expected that and neither had I, for that matter!
Now he’s tensing and I sense he’s preparing to cum so I speed up my hand. I move my breasts close to his throbbing cock and say, “I want you to spunk all over my big tits.”
“Ok mummy,” he manages to grunt in reply.
Then he shouts out “Oh mummy” and the first big thick rope of his semen flies out and hits my chin and the top of my neck. Another follows and goes straight over both my breasts, then a third and a fourth … and for a moment I think to myself, where is all this semen coming from, then I remember he’s 22 years old, he’s abstained for a week in anticipation of our meeting and he’s been edging himself many times each day as he has worked his way through my video collection.
This is one reason women like me love young men like him. This is the biggest load of semen I’ve taken from a white man in quite a few years. When his ejaculation is complete, my chest and neck are covered with his sperm, my black top splashed, even my leather skirt has his seed running down one thigh. It’s everywhere, and I’m properly splattered.
I know immediately, that this won’t be a one-off. I want his cock and his semen again and if that means playing ‘mummy’, well what’s wrong with that? The family which plays together, stays together.
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