Tale of Two Mothers. CH.1

Chapter One:

“Walter!”

Patty brushed her long, wavy blonde hair out of her eyes and
glowered angrily at her son’s bedroom door.

“Walter, I know what you’re doing in there! I am absolutely
sick of listening to you jacking off in your room every day! Walter,
are you listening?”

Her teenage son didn’t answer. The rhythmic thumping continued
louder than ever, the sound of the headboard banging against the wall
as Walter eagerly beat his prick, flailing his fist up and down his
stiff, aching cock.

“Walter!”

Patty swore and rapped angrily on the door. She was thirty-four
and gorgeous, with wide blue eyes complementing her blonde hair, and
a slim, stacked, big-titted body.

“Walter, pay attention to me!”

Walter groaned, and then the headboard started thumping against
the wall even more quickly. He was probably on the verge of spraying
a big load of cum all over his chest. Patty turned from the door,
blushing fiercely as she retreated down the hall. She was dressed
casually, in jeans and a blue work shirt that gave her large, braless
tits plenty of room to jiggle and bounce. It was the sort of outfit
that any normal housewife would have worn around the home, but she
didn’t feel normal.

For one thing, she was divorced now. The house and her modest
monthly alimony checks were all she had to remember her long marriage
to her husband. For another thing, she had a handsome young son who
was obsessed with jacking off.

It had started six months before, after the divorce. Walter was
an unusually handsome young lad of sixteen, tall and muscular, with a
bulging crotch that Patty, in spite of her embarrassment, had been
unable not to notice. Patty had read that the sex drive of growing
boys can be very strong, but that hadn’t prepared her for the fact
that Walter’s cock seemed to be stiff and bulging most of the time.

She supposed her appearance had something to do with it. Patty
was slimmer than average, with long legs and a cute, girlishly round
ass. But her tits were so big that her G-cup bras had to be
custom-made. Her body had always made men horny, and Patty was
afraid that her only child was no exception. She had been mortified
to see his cock swelling many times in the past six months, when she
caught him ogling her figure.

At least he could try to restrain himself, Patty thought. Or at
least be quiet about wanting to play with himself so much. It was
three-thirty in the afternoon now, and Walter had been home for a
half hour. He’d literally run upstairs as soon as he’d walked
through the door with an obscene-looking bulge tenting through his
slacks.

Two minutes later, the thumping had started. She heard it at
least four times a day now. She’d tried to talk to him about it,
both gently and sternly, but he just wouldn’t listen. All he said
was that he couldn’t keep from rubbing his big prick as soon as it
started to get stiff.

Well, he was just going to have to learn to ignore it, Patty
thought suddenly. Impulsively she went to the hall closet, finding
the key to Walter’s bedroom door hanging on a nail. Determinedly she
went back to his room, knowing full well that she was about to catch
her boy in the act. It wasn’t normal for a lad to play with himself
so much. Walter simply had to learn to control his sexual desires.

Patty let herself into his room. It took Walter a moment to
notice that she’d come in. As she’d expected, he was lying on his
back with his pants around his ankles. A jar of baby oil stood
prominently on the nightstand beside his bed. The youth’s tongue
lolled obscenely out of the corner of his mouth as he worked his fist
feverishly on his crotch, whipping his hand up and down his
throbbing, straining cock.

Patty looked at it. It was the first time she’d ever seen her
son’s naked, stiff prick; in spite of herself, she couldn’t help
being curious. She’d imagined that he’d have a relatively small
prick, even though he was almost full-grown.

Patty instantly saw that she was wrong. Walter’s prick was
huge. Stiffly the long, fat cock meat shaft rose out of his cock
curls, at least nine inches long and as thick around as her wrist.
The cock knob was as big as a small apple, bloated deep red and
glistening with oozing cock cream. Instantly the divorce, sexually-
frustrated mother felt a shameful new craving throbbing in her cunt.
She had never imagined that seeing her own son’s stiff prick would
make her pussy feel so wet and hot.

“All right, Walter. Stop it right now!”

Walter raised his head and finally saw that his mother was with
him in the room. He sighed, releasing his big cock and folding his
hands behind his head. He made no effort to cover his fuck organ,
and the giant cockshaft continued to buck and pulse over his stomach.
Patty sat beside her child on the bed, trying not to stare at his
cock. She felt her nipples stiffening and poking through the work
shirt. She wished she’d worn a bra to prevent her enormous tits from
jiggling in front of her son.

“Since when did you start barging in on me when my door’s
locked?” Walter grumbled. “Can’t I even have some privacy?”

“You know perfectly well I was knocking a moment ago. I think
that’s sufficient justification for using the key. Walter, you know
this is something we need to talk about. All you ever do these days
is jerk off. It’s not normal. You’re not going to develop normally
if you spend all your time rubbing your cock and making it come.”

“I can’t help it,” Walter grinned. “My cock gets hard, and I
feel like rubbing it. What’s wrong with that?”

“Don’t you know any young girls who could—-” Patty blushed,
stopping short of telling her son to find a horny girl to fuck. “—
who could help you think more about normal things?”

“You mean like fucking?” Walter’s grin broadened. “Shit, Mom, I
fuck a lot of girls. If you want, I can bring one home tomorrow and
fuck her right here. I just like rubbing my prick a lot. It feels
good.”

“You…you could at least pull up your pants when your own
mother is talking to you.