I was nude; I had stopped wearing boxers to bed on nights when Dan was out of town. Sometimes I woke before mom came in, and just laid there waiting for her, my erection stiff in anticipation of her arrival. This morning she had woken me. She loved to caress my hair, twisting the long curls in her fingers. It felt good, half awake, my mom’s warm body next to mine while she played with my hair.
With her other hand she cupped my scrotum, gently hefting the weight of it in her warm hand. I loved it when she held my balls. I almost always woke up with an erection, and the attention she gave me quickly caused my dick to tent the bedcovers.
Finally she spoke.
“Good morning, sweetie.”
“G’morning, mom,” I said.
She rolled onto her back and lowered the covers to her midsection, exposing her breasts. I rolled onto my side facing her and idly played with her breasts. It didn’t take long for me to get the overpowering urge to feed from her.
Grabbing one of her breasts in both hands, I held it to my mouth while I squeezed her leg between mine and rubbed my erection against her. As I sucked, the thin liquid began to flow. As I continued feeding, it began to get thicker and creamier. I rubbed her belly with one hand as I leaned over her, feeding.
As I worked my hand lower, toward her groin, I realized she wasn’t wearing panties. She had never come to me without panties before. I cupped her mound in my hand as I sucked on her breast. I was beginning to get over stimulated, and my hips were bucking, my dick rubbing against her as I sucked greedily at her tit.
Mom pushed me down onto my back and leaned over me, moving her leg away from my erection and her pussy away from my hand.
“Shh…,” she murmured as she allowed me to calm down a bit.
My lips never left her breast, but I stopped sucking, panting in my aroused state. When my breathing returned to normal, I began feeding again. As I filled on her milk, my mind entered that numbing state where it was impossible to tell if I was asleep or awake; no thoughts filled my head, only the warmth of our shared body.
Mom cupped my scrotum again.
She was intentionally avoiding my dick, knowing that it would spew immediately if she touched it. Finally, while scratching my sac, she continued up the underside of my dick, lightly touching it with just the tips of her nails, all the way up to the head, then back down again.
Her touch on my penis was so pleasurable I almost ejaculated immediately. I inhaled sharply, my stomach sucking in as I jutted my hips up to meet her touch, but she backed off, not allowing more contact than she intended, prolonging my ecstasy. I put my feet flat on the bed, my knees bent, and raised my hips to meet her touch.
My hunger had been satisfied, but I was reluctant to let her breast go, so I continued holding it in my mouth, occasionally sucking it. I reached between her legs to feel her pussy. I had never touched it before. She held her legs closed, preventing me from feeling her. I persisted, working my way between her legs, and she squeezed my hand with her thighs.
Extending a finger, I sawed it up and down the length of her slit as she continued to lightly play with my dick and balls with her nails. I could feel the moistness and the warmth of her pussy as her lips began to open in her arousal. As my finger worked past her lips and into her moist slit, she gasped.
Her legs involuntarily opened wider as I touched her clit, and I took that opportunity to bury my finger inside her pussy. It was very warm, and very wet. She spread her legs further, and I worked another finger, then a third inside her dripping cunt.
Now we were both flat on our back, each of us with a hand buried in the other’s crotch, her scratching my sac and dick, me sliding my hand in and out of her cunt. I leaned over and locked my mouth back onto her breast as I had an intense orgasm, spewing warm, sticky sperm all over her hand and my groin.
