A mother help her son with tender, loving care, He lay in his bed, thinking of the beautiful girl on the TV, wishing so bad that he could stroke himself. It was hell not being able to move. Two broken arms, two broken legs and your back in three pieces made it just a bit hard to do anything.
“Damn it!” Jake growled as his cock grew and grew. “I need a hot cunt wrapped around that poor thing!” he said wondering why none of his friends from college ever came by.
It wasn’t his fault the car wrecked that night and killed two of his closest friends. He was in the back seat fucking the shit out of Tracie Campbell. They were going at it big-time. His long, hard cock was pounding her little church-going pussy to death and the next thing he knew, he was in the hospital with so many broken bones he couldn’t count them all.
If anything, Jake thought Tracie would come by to see him and want to finish what they were doing in the car. But no, nothing, zip. ‘Fuckin’ bitch!’ he thought as her cute ass and long legs filled his mind and he grew more.
‘Oh great, Mom will be coming in just a few minutes!’ Jake said to himself, hoping he’d go down before she came to give him his meds. ‘I need some pussy!’ he screamed to himself, hoping God or someone would hear his cry for help and send a nice piece of ass.
Ten minutes passed and Jake finally went down about half way. Mom had seen him lots of times, but Jake figured that she’d shit herself if she saw him fully erected. ‘I wonder what she’d do?’ he thought as Mom’s pretty, innocent face began to fill his mind.
Mom wasn’t innocent, but she came pretty damn close to it. She married Jake’s Dad right out of high school and bragged many times that he was the only man she’d ever been with. ‘Poor Mom would shit if she ever saw you up and ready for action!’ he laughed to himself thinking of his late father and his tiny dick. ‘I wonder what she thinks when she sees me. Seeing how big I am must do something to her,’ he thought.
About that time he heard her coming towards his room. “I figured you’d be asleep by now.” Carrie said with a smile as she reached to caress his face, then seeing the porno movie on his TV.
“This wouldn’t be that bad if you’d stop having Jimmy put those movies in for you,” she said putting out her lower lip thoughtfully. She wished some of his old girlfriends would come by and help him.
Jimmy was Jake’s nurse and he’d do anything Jake asked of him. He helped Jake get drunk, smoke pot and he always kept Jake supplied in porno movies.
“I gotta have something.” Jake said trying not to look down his Mom’s loose blouse and her perky C cup breasts. His Mom was a hottie. She stood about five seven, short blonde hair, soft blue eyes and a body that could make a fuckin’ dead man hard.
“It really makes it harder…I mean it makes it tougher on you!” she laughed.
“You’re right on it being harder!” he laughed with her, remembering how much they’d hug before he got hurt and he missed that. Mom was a babe and for the first time, Jake started to grow and it was for her. ‘Oh! Not now!’ he yelled to his cock, but Mom’s pretty face filled his minds eye as he remembered that wonderful feeling when they hugged.
She leaned down to kiss him, not knowing that he was growing and it was for her. “If you’d stop watching that stuff, it wouldn’t be so bad on you,” she said in a soft voice, looking into his dark brown eyes.
‘My poor, poor baby,’ she thought, wishing she could help him. He had to be going crazy. She remembered all the girls’ that he had over and Carrie knew he’d been having sex since he was a young boy.
“Do you want me to call a any of your old girl friends? I could disappear and you, well…you know,” she said with a smile, hoping she could find somebody to help ease his suffering.
A frown covered his face and he replied, “Everybody’s blaming me for what happened. I had Jimmy call a few of them last week, they just hung up on me,” he said, looking at her nice breasts, wishing that there was a way she could help him. But she was his Mom.
“It wasn’t your fault. Carl was driving, not you!” she said wishing so much that she could help him. The poor boy had to be going nuts. He humped so many girls’ and now he had nothing. He couldn’t even masturbate himself.
‘I want to help you so much,’ she thought, wondering if he’d object to her helping him relieve himself and if she could even do it. ‘Would helping Jake even be considered incest?’ She wasn’t sure. But Carrie knew she really needed to think this over. She knew that she’d do anything for him. She just needed to decide if that anything included helping him jerk off.
“I know that. But my friends are saying I should have been driving. Carl couldn’t drive right sober, let alone drunk.” Jake said, wishing he could hug her. Then, he had an idea. “I need something,” he said looking up to her with more need than he’d ever felt in his life.
“Anything baby,” she replied hoping he wasn’t going to ask her to jerk him off. She needed some time to think that over.
“I miss hugging you. It’s great the way you do it now, but,” he stopped, hoping she’d do what he was going to ask. “I miss feeling you against me. It’s been two months since I held you,” he said praying she’d say yes.
“You know I’ll do anything, but how can I do that?”
“Lay on me, please!”
Carrie was just a little shocked at his words, but he was right. She missed having his strong arms around her too and she missed feeling him. She missed feeling his big cock against her body. “What if I hurt you?” she asked and was ready. She’d seen how hard he was when she came into the room. “And, what if it makes that worse?” Carrie asked looking down to his swollen cock and wanting to faint when she saw it.
“I don’t really care. I need to feel you.” Jake said and could see that she was thinking it over. “It might even help that,” he added with one of his smiles, knowing that Mom could never refuse him.
She stood, looking at him and wanted to scream. Carrie hadn’t been with a man in three years and he wanted her to lay on him with his massive thing hard as a rock.
“Oh boy! You’re asking a lot of me, baby,” she leaned to kiss him and knew that she’d have to be very careful that her rough jeans didn’t scratch him up. “What are we going to do with that?”
He just smiled, wishing he could hug her. “Mom, you’ve hugged me many times with him harder than that! Just lie down and make sure it’s not touching you.” Jake said watching her pretty face turning red.
“You hugged me with a boner?”
“Yes and I loved it. You give me a really nice calming feel when you touch me. You always have,” he said, hoping she’d think this over and do it. “Please Mom!”
Carrie knew she had to help him even if he wanted this. He was her baby and she’d do ‘anything’ he asked of her.
“You behave and keep that thing under control!” she smiled, then climbed on his bed and eased her body over Jake, gently lying on him. Fire raced through her thirty four year old body, knowing he was as hard as a rock and only inches from her.
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