Two Mothers (Part 2)

2 MOTHERS PART 2

Chapter Four: Henry

“Mom! I don’t have any clothes on!” Henry protested.

“That’s all right, Henry. I want to have a little talk with you.” Margret said.

It was late at night. The previous day’s counseling session with Walter had ignited Margret’s carnal curiosity. Margaret had deliberately entered her son’s room without knocking, hoping to catch him in the nude. She almost succeeded. Henry had just come out of the shower, but he was still holding the towel, and he automatically covered his crotch with it when the door opened. He now sat bashfully on the edge of the bed, looking expectantly at his mom.

Margaret stepped into the pool of light cast by the lamp on his nightstand. She’d dressed carefully for the occasion, in a crotch- length negligee that clearly revealed her spectacular body through the translucent fabric. Henry’s eyes eagerly focused on his Mom’s swaying tits. It was having the effect Margaret had desired.

“That….that looks good on you, Mom,” Henry said, blushing. He was short and slightly built, with a cherubic face that made him look even younger than he was. “I don’t remember seeing you wear that before.”

“Thank you, Henry. I’m glad you noticed. I’ve had it for a while. I just haven’t worn it. I am sorry if I startled you. Do you mind if I just stay and talk to you for a minute?”

“OK, sure.” Henry said trying not to stare in an obvious manner.

Margaret sat beside her son on the bed, trying not to look at his crotch. “You know, you’re getting to be a very handsome young man, Henry. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a really honest discussion with you about growing up. Things change Henry and you are soon going to be a young man. Deep down inside, I suppose I still think of you as my little boy.”

“That’s okay Mom,” Henry shrugged. “I get it.”

“Henry, let me ask you a personal question. First you should know that I know everything changes as a boy gets older. Boys start to get urges. So my question is; do you think about sex these days? Are you starting to get sexual urges? Remember I it’s normal.”

Margaret shifted sideways on the bed, nestling into the mattress, her tits jiggling under the sheer negligee. Henry blushed and looked away.

“Well, yeah. I guess I do sometimes.”

“I’m sure it’s been quite awhile since you reached puberty, Henry. But I’ve never really had an open sexual discussion with you. It is ironic that I discuss these things with clients your age all the time . . . .” Margaret hesitated. “But Henry, I’ve never had one with you. I can tell you are honest about your urges, but have you acted on any of those urges? Are you still a virgin?”

“Jeez, Mom.” Henry whined. “Do we have to talk? I really don’t want to talk about it.”

“Henry, it is time that we had this talk and the only rule is that we are honest with each other . . . . honest even if it is uncomfortable to talk about it. You have to know that it is uncomfortable for everyone to talk like this. Even for me. But I want you to try Henry.”

Henry shrugged. “Okay then. Yeah, I am a virgin.”

“Have you had any girlfriends yet? You never mention them if you do.”

“Kind of, but not really.”

“What does ‘kind of’ mean?” Margret asked curiously. “You have to tell me everything.”

“Well I like some of the girls. And they look really good. But I haven’t done anything with them.”

“Do you have fantasies about these girls and dating them?” She asked. “Henry, you need to be honest.”

“Yes I think about things I could do with them.”

“You probably wish you weren’t a virgin, Henry. Is that right?” Margaret squirmed closer to him, resting a maternal hand on his thigh.

“I guess.” Henry mumbled reluctantly.

“And do you ever masturbate when you have these fantasies? Remember I council teenage boys every day and it is normal. ”

As Henry’s blush grew brighter, Margaret could see something growing under the towel.

“Yes.” Henry said with his head hanging down.

“All boys do this every day. All the boys I council at school masturbate. Some do this several times a day. There is nothing to be ashamed of Henry. Is that what you do? You can tell me. It’s okay.”

“Yeah sometimes.”

“It must be very frustrating, Henry. On one hand, a boy your age is equipped with a penis that stiffens easily at the slightest provocation. You have all that juice building up inside that needs an outlet. What you want, what you need, is a warm female body to make you feel good. If you can’t have the real thing, boys turn to fantasies and masturbation. It is totally normal.

“Really?”

“Yes really. Mom would not lie to you sweetie.” Margret reassured him. Her hand still softly caressing his thigh.

“Do you worry about what you would do if you had one of these girls all alone with you?”

“Yes Mom. I don’t know what to do. I don’t even know how to ask a girl for a date. I do want to be with girls, but I get scarred when I just try to talk to them.”

“Henry, as you get older, your body craves girls. It is very intense and sometimes you can’t find the words when you are so stimulated by these girls. You might be too aroused to even think straight.” Margret explained. “You need a release in order to relax.”

“What’s a release?”

“That gets us back to masturbation. That is a release. But in some cases that is not enough by itself.” She continued. “Some boys have so many juices flowing that they need to do even more to release that sexual energy.”

“What kind of juices?”

Margret had to laugh inside at that question. “Sweetie, I mean the chemistry inside your body. The hormones that produce your erection. And, the semen that will discharge from your erection.”

“Have you ever seen a girl naked, Henry?” Margret asked her son. “I don’t mean just pictures. Did you ever have a live naked female to look at?”

“No.” Henry answered. “Do cousins count?”

“Yes Henry, they certainly do. You are you talking about . . . who?”

“When cousin Sara visited last summer she liked to take her clothes off and walk around naked. But only when you weren’t around. She acted like it was nothing at all.”

“Well she is young Henry, but you never know when your juices are going to get to you. It does the same thing to girls. We sometimes do funny things when hormones turn us on.”

“She kept asking to play doctor and I wanted to play basketball.”

Margret had to contain her laughter again. “But did you like seeing her naked?”

“Yah. It made feel kind of funny. My thing would start to get stiff. I’d just leave and come back when you were home.”

“So she did have an effect on you.” Margret replied. “That is good Henry. That is a perfect response to seeing a young girl naked. My guess is that she wanted to see you naked too. She was showing off first.”

Henry sat quietly thinking about it all.

“Remember that these hormones affect boys and girls at all ages – all the time. ” Margret explained. “Sometimes there are big age differences, but the juices are still flowing Henry.”

“Sara got my juices going mom.” Henry said. “And you think she was having the same feelings?”

“It is very frustrating to have all those juices flowing and not having a release.” Margaret smiled, stroking his thigh. “Henry would you do Mommy a special favor?”

“What?”

“Would you take the towel out of the way, so Mommy can take a look at your penis?”

“Jeez, Mom!”

“I just want to examine how it has developed, Henry. I can’t help you if you don’t help me sweetie. I’m very willing to teach you new things, sweetie. It’s part of my duty to you as your mother. Don’t be shy, Henry. Please take the towel away.”

Henry stared at his mother for several seconds, then shrugged and took off the towel. Margaret shuddered as she immediately felt her pussy grow very warm and wet. Her son’s cock was semi-hard. Even at that, she could tell it was large like his father’s.

“Wow, Henry. That’s very impressive!” Margret commented as she watched Henry’s cock grow even fatter and longer. “See, we already know you are well above average.”

Margaret slid off the bed, kneeling in front of her naked son. She spread his knees to inspect his cock more closely. Tenderly she cradled the rubbery, half-swollen cock on her fingers, pinching the cock tip lightly. Henry’s prick began to stiffen in rapid jerks. Suddenly it was fully erect, standing straight out, pulsing in front of her face.

“Goodness Henry, it must be nine or ten inches. Your penis responds normally – faster than most. Does it feel good now that it is stiff?”

“I . . . I guess. Well, yes it does. But Mom, it feels funny to be like this in front of you. Can you go now?”

“You don’t need to feel embarrassed, Henry. I’m your mother and I’ve helped you all your life. You have a beautiful cock Henry. There is nothing to be ashamed of.”

Margaret wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, staring at his fat pulsing cockhead as she stroked his cock slow and gentle. She wanted to explore him. The piss hole opened up, emitted pearly droplets of pre-cum.

“Your cock’s juices are flowing Henry. I think you’ve got an awful lot of semen stored up in your testicles?” Margret said as she took her free hand and fondled his balls.

“I guess.”

“It must hurt to be so hard with your balls swollen with a load of cum. You have to climax to feel better and let your mind and body relax.” Margret explained. “That is why you need to relieve yourself often sweetie.”

“Yah Mom. That’s how it feels. It is so hard it hurts.”

Margaret tightened her fingers around his cock base. Then she started fisting his meaty prick organ faster, Staring at the tip of his cock-head, she watched the cum juice dribble out as she stroked his shaft.

“Is this how you masturbate, Henry? Is Mommy’s hand making you feel any better?” She asked.

“Oh, Mom! Yes, that’s it! That feels better.”

“This is called a hand-job.” She said. “This would be a good way to start to explore sex with a girlfriend. Do you like the way I’m doing this Henry?”

“Ohhh yes Mom. That . . . feels . . . real . . . good.”

“I had a very unusual counseling case today, Henry. The boy’s name is Walter. He also has a huge build up of semen and hormones inside him. He’s perfectly normal in all respects and it happens that he enjoys sex with his mother. From what I learned, his mother enjoys it too. I’m not sure how I should counsel him, sweetie. I think it is nice for a mother to teach her son how to respond sexually. Its home-schooling. And if they study enough and practice enough; Walter will get better and eventually be able to find girls on his own. Walter has discovered that sex is nothing to be afraid of. He is now becoming very confident around girls his age. Sound good?”

“When a young penis gets hard, after all, it craves immediate relief. Who would be better at teaching a boy what to do than his loving mother? That allows the boy to release his semen and relieve all the pressure and distractions of his erection.” Margret explained as she stroked her son.

“But is that wrong?” Henry asked.

“Was it wrong when I helped you with your homework? Was it wrong when I helped you with getting to the soccer practices? Was it wrong when I showed you how to ride a bike or play tennis? Margret argued softly. “No Henry, it was perfectly natural for me to help you when I can.”

“I didn’t think about all that. You do help me a lot”

“Once you have had a full release, you can then think clearly and do other things without distraction: like your homework. This will improve your grades and help you with girls. What do you think Henry. Do you think that sounds like a good way to learn?”

“I don’t know.”

“Your penis is extremely stiff right now, Henry. I think you truly need to release your semen. I know you enjoy the hand-job, but I think what would really help is some wet sucking. I am willing to put your cock in my mouth, sweetie, to help you out. We can learn a lot if this works for you. Would you think you’d like to try that? If I succeed in extracting a load of cum out of you we will know for sure.”

Henry didn’t answer. Margaret gently caressed his enormous prick, making more cock juice ooze out of the cock tip. She lowered her head, pressing her lips on his cockhead in a lewd, sucking kiss. Henry sighed; his cock throbbed wildly. The wanton mother licked and fondled her son’s prick for several seconds, until the mushroom-shaped crown glistened with spit.

“I think it would be very good for you if I took you into my mouth. Do you think it would be okay to suck your cock sweetie? Just to see if you like it?”

“Yes, Mom! You can suck it!”

“That’s a good boy. When a woman puts a hard penis in her mouth and sucks – well, we call it oral sex or a blowjob.”

Her words trailed off as she again lowered her head, this time sliding her son’s fuck organ into her mouth. As her mouth stretched to accommodate his size, her lips wrapped over the flared head. As his bulbous cock filled her mouth, Margaret realized that her son’s cock was too thick to take deep. But her wet, sucking lips continued to devour the blood-beating hardness of his cock-head.

Margret’s cheeks puckered to increase the suction pressure around his cock meat. Henry’s prick tasted good to her, pulsing rhythmically on the roof of her mouth. Margaret listened to her own slurping, smacking sounds of cock-sucking contentment. Her pussy creamed to the thought of this oral-sex exercise.

Margaret shut her eyes, concentrating on the blow job, on the taste and feel of the huge cock in her mouth. She sucked harder, her cheeks reddening with the intensity of her cock slurping. Her tongue tirelessly swirled and bathed over his mushroomed cock-head, basting it with spit, lapping up the salty pre-cum juice that oozed constantly from the tip.

“Ohh, Mom this is soooo much better!” Henry whimpered. He gently clutched his mother’s head with both hands, wincing as he felt the pressure building in his cock. “Unnnggghh! Feels so good, Mom! Oh that’s good. Sucking is good mom!”

Margaret obediently sucked, inspired by her son’s words. She mashed her lips around the huge boy-cock trying to coax the cum from the pulsing slit. The prick pulsed wildly, out of control, beating on the roof of her mouth. She knew cock-juice would soon be spewing out of her horny son’s huge prick, spraying down her throat.

Shamelessly, the Margret started bobbing her head up and down, fucking her mouth with her boy’s stiff prick. She tightened her finger around the root, jacking his cock firm and fast. So much spunk was oozing out of the piss hole that she knew his orgasm was seconds away.

“Ohh .