Measuring my cum Pt. 14

On reading the doctor’s note again mom had second thoughts about me going to see other women just yet.

“I’m really not sure Jacob,” she had said, “About you seeing all these women yet. They all sound very experienced and you’re not. Maybe we should wait a bit longer and see how we can get along between the doctor and us, and maybe your aunt Jean might agree to help.”

I didn’t have a problem with that, and in my easy going way I just nodded and said “Ok, mom.” I was no fool and knew I was onto a good thing here, getting mom’s pussy and ass as I wanted. Anything else was just a bonus!

Mom & I continued our fucking session regularly over the next few days, and I just couldn’t get enough of her glorious full backside which she let me fondle and play with to my heart’s delight anytime I wanted!

One evening not long after we had read the doctor’s note, she said “I’ll ring Dr Taylor and see if we get another session with her as it was such a turn on for us both last time. Let’s get her thinking she will introduce us to intercourse.” I liked the way mom used the word ‘intercourse’ instead of ‘fucking’.

After returning from college the next day, mom described the conversation she had with the doctor on the phone.

Dr Taylor had been quite pleased to hear that mom was willing to ‘take things further,’ which of course, meant mom was agreeable to the doctors suggestion to let me penetrate mom as part of my treatment. The doctor obviously did not know we were already well past that.

“When we see the doctor, you must play completely innocent, Jacob,” mom said, as she broke off re-telling of her phone conversation with the doctor. I nodded my head.

Mom continued, “Dr Taylor also asked me if I owned any suitable underwear, and to bring it along at the session, as she thought it may help in stimulating you.” I smiled hearing this. “Of course I knew what the she meant,” continued mom, “But I played a little innocent saying ‘you mean something sexy?'”

“Yes”, replied the doctor.

“I’ll see what I can do — would black stockings, bra and panties do?”

“That sounds just fine Marge,” said the doctor. They then confirmed the time and both said they would look forward to seeing each other and hung up.

The session had been set for the next day at 4.30 pm. Mom said she would leave work a little early, go home to shower and change and then pick me up from college at 4 o’clock.

Hearing mom describe the call with the doctor had an immediate effect on me, and my cock was soon buried inside mom’s eager and willing pussy as she bent over the kitchen table. Without much ceremony, I had lifted her skirt and yanked her panties to one side before burying my cock deep in her. I thrust in and out as she slapped her big fleshy butt back against my balls and groin. I swore as we fucked and called her a dirty bitch, amongst other things. It was an enjoyable part of our fucking now, swearing and using dirty language, which she liked and encouraged me to use, and she responded in turn, which spurred me on further, until I spurted inside her.

During the next day at college I had a semi hard on thinking about what we might all end up doing in the doctor’s office later in the afternoon.

Mom picked me up on the dot at four. She looked nice with her hair done and make up. She was wearing a business suit with a skirt that was just below knee length. She looked like she’d come from work, but I knew she had been home first. I kissed her on the cheek as I fastened my seatbelt. As we drove off, I let my hand wander down over her thigh and under the hem of her skirt to her stockings over her knee. I stroked my hand upwards over the silky material, exposing the tops of her stockings and naked thigh, and briefly stroked the exposed skin there.

“Now, now tiger,” mom said, smiling, without taking her eyes off the road. “Be patient, you’ll see a lot more of me very soon. Just make sure you’re nice and hard for momma,” and she licked her lips, letting her tongue linger outside them momentarily.

Fuck, what a tease! I was hard in my pants. I chuckled in response and looked at the road in front, hitting the window wind-down button on my door side as I did so. The wind blew back my hair and cooled down my face and lust, somewhat. I was looking forward to the rest of the afternoon and evening.

We were let in by the same mid-thirties looking blonde as last time. She welcomed us with a smile and ushered us in. She wore a tight fitting white nurse type outfit, which had quite a low cut top. The tops of her tits were clearly visible like last time, and my dick responded with a twitch at seeing them again. I followed directly behind her as she walked in front of mom and I, watching her ass sway sexily. Fuck, she was hot! There were no other patients in the waiting room, and the receptionist led us straight to the doctors consulting room, knocking loudly on the door as she did so.

Dr Taylor stood up from behind her desk and welcomed us with a broad smile. She told the receptionist, whose name was Cynthia, she could go home early, just like last time.

The doctor wore a white coat, but it was unbuttoned at the front, and I noticed she was wearing a black skirt and dark brown v-neck sweater underneath which showed off an ample cleavage.

“Marge, Jacob, how very good to see you again,” she said beaming at both of us.

Mom and I reciprocated with smiles that contained an edge of cheekiness, as we were about to lead the good doctor on with some pretence in connection with our sexual activities so far.

The doctor led us straight into her inner consulting area and I looked around remembering it as before – it had a much more cosy and informal feel to it compared to the doctor’s main consulting room.