Misc. Erotica Mother’s Helping Hands

"Oh, God!" She said, hurriedly tucking my dick into my boxers and laughing. "That almost got out of hand!" She said, then she threw the blanket over me and dressed quickly. She threw me a saucy wink as she left the room, closing the door quietly behind herself.

I just lay there, exhausted and horny again. My life had suddenly taken an extraordinary and magical turn. I was left wondering if any of this would have happened if not for the broken arms, and in a way, I was almost happy I had them. That is until I had an itch on my nose I couldn't scratch.

I could hear the sound of conversation pick up between my step-aunt and stepmom, and my ears wished to be a fly on the wall and listen in. Try though I might, I couldn't hear anything of what they were saying. I ended up nodding off for a short time and woke when my stepmom came in to clear out the dishes and cups that had piled up beside the bed. I could hear music playing from downstairs.

“Oh, you’re awake, sweetie," she said and gave me a big smile. "I'm sure you need to go to the restroom," before I could even say anything, she was helping me up, and we were walking to the bathroom. I really did have to go, and I thought I saw a touch of disappointment on her face when she took me out of my shorts, and my soft dick started to pee right away.

She led me back to bed, and I laid down with her help. The whole production was becoming smoother and smoother each time we went through it. As she led me back, I couldn't help but notice how often she brushed her massive breasts against me. I couldn't help but stare as she bent low, tucking the blankets in around me. Her smile suddenly returned, and she was humming as she set the tv for me to watch late-night shows. She went back downstairs, and I heard voices speaking. Over the tv, I couldn't hear who it was, and then the smells of food came wafting in as my mom came back with a microwaved plate of takeout.

“Is there someone downstairs?” I asked.

"Your aunt Lauren's still here. She and I got to talking and had a couple of glasses of wine," now that she mentioned it, I noticed the slightest lisp to her words, "she decided to stay in the guestroom downstairs for the night."

“That’s cool,” I said, trying not to panic knowing that my horny old aunt was just downstairs.

"I'm so glad you approve," she said with a sardonic smile, "now up and into the shower, mister." She helped me up and into the bathroom, and I could smell the wine on her breath, like a heady perfume. She had the trash bags stashed in a drawer already, and in minutes I was disrobed and moving in under the hot water.

"Too hot!" I said, and with a frown, mom leaned across me to feel it. I pressed back into the cold shower door, but I still felt her massive breasts slide over my upper arms, the firmness and weight to them made me catch my breath. Then I felt one hard nipple graze along my pinky finger, clad in the black plastic. I closed my eyes and prayed for the power to make plastic and cloth disappear. She adjusted the temperature and pulled back, the moment over. The only memory it had happened was the massive boner jutting out from my midriff.

As she leaned back, my mom noticed the big hardon and she got a small pleased smile, "Good I was beginning to think I had lost my touch," She looked up, her eyelids heavy and dark hypnotic eyes entrancing, "Get in the shower Jack, it's time to get you clean."

She rinsed me down and then lathered up my hair in shampoo. I’m not sure what came over me, but I felt daring, and I pressed myself back until I felt my wet back against her shirt. She didn't move away immediately, but soon she was rinsing my head under the water. Then she was scrubbing my back and legs down. She seemed to take unusually long on my back muscles. Then I felt the rag fall away and heard her hoarse voice.

"Turn around, Jack, let me get the front." I turned carefully on the wet floor. Her shirt now damp, clung to her massive breasts along their sloping tops, with just a hint of her big puffy nipples pressing through. She began with my shoulders and chest, taking her time on each arm. I watched her face as she washed me, her high cheekbones and smooth skin, so beautiful she almost didn't seem real. Her hands massaged more than washed my legs as she knelt in the open doorway of the shower, the shower spray hitting the far wall was warmth at my back. She looked up at me with her big doe eyes.

"I need to give you your treatment Jack," She said, her breathing heavy, "Or would you rather I go get the nurse?" The moment held for one second, I could see her uncertainty and shyness, and my heart went out to this beautiful, wonderful woman. Feeling the certainty of my desires and needs, I looked down at her.

"Please, mom, I want you," I left the rest unsaid, and the wet rag hit the shower floor, and she brought both her hands up to wrap them around my cock. It's girth barely fit in her grip, and she watched in awe as her hands slid over its steely hard length. She took her time exploring and caressing it, watching in fascination as my balls pulled up in near explosive pleasure. Her tickling fingers were pulling and caressing my sack. I had my eyes closed, trying to enjoy the moment for as long as possible until I couldn't resist any longer.

Looking down, I saw my stepmom biting her bottom lip and jacking off my dick with firm rhythmic strokes, one hand buried between her legs touching and caressing herself. The sight was too much, and I barely saw the scene before the cum began to shoot out of my cock, my toes curling in pleasure. Jet after jet shot out, striking her wet grey shirt. One small glob even hit her cheek, and my mom flinched back slightly.

"Holy shit, honey, you cum like a geyser!" Her breathing was as heavy as mine as she leaned back, looking down at herself.

“I’m sorry mom,” I said, feeling instantly guilty and overwhelmingly grateful, “but that was the most amazing thing… in my life!”

“Mmmm, I'm glad it helped you relax, honey," mom said, trying her best to ignore the shellacking of cum all over the front of her shirt as she rinsed me off and helped me out. I noticed as we exited the shower that the small glob of cum on her cheek was gone, and mom had a sweet, gentle smile on her face as she helped me lay down.

“Thank you, mom.” I said, “I love you.”

"I love you too, darling," she said, leaning down. I thought she would plant the kiss on my cheek like she usually did, but she kissed me square on the lips. There was no missing the pause as her incredibly soft lips rested against mine. She pulled back and rose slowly, careful of my injuries.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes with your evening pill.”

Then with a last gentle smile, she slipped out of the room. I lay there in shock at the past few days events, thinking what else might happen over the next few weeks while I was in the casts.

The door creaked open, and my aunt came in, a smile splitting her face from ear to ear and a pill in one hand. She placed the pill in my mouth, and I took a big sip from the straw to swallow it. She leaned down and kissed me on the forehead and whispered in my ear.

"Goodnight, lover." Then she walked out, leaving the door ajar. I was soon asleep with dreams of big titted MILF's dancing around in my head.​