Chapter 1 (2/2)
It was then I realized that her previous question was trying to explain sex to a young boy who shouldn’t know what it was. I realized my mistake and shot a look at the girl who had put me in this predicament without knowing what to say. Mom’s frown deepened, taking that look as an admission that I had learned the word from her. I didn’t correct the mistake as she stood back up. Her eyes looked down at my hand still covering my cock. It was still hard even now! The frustration and embarrassment were painted on my face. No grown man would want his mother to see his naked penis.
My mother suddenly turned back to the maid, who had finally stopped crying and was now sitting on her knees with her head lowered, awaiting her punishment.
“Do you see what you did to my son?” Mother demanded.
“S-sorry…” the maid’s voice sounded pouty, and not particularly sorry at all.
“You’re going to take responsibility for this!” As my mother spoke, she pointed right down at my erect cock, and my blush turned to mortification.
My twelve-year-old self lacked the knowledge or experience to know shame. I was truly ignorant to the world and sex in entirely. It was the new memories that started to poke holes in this life. Up until last week I was still being bathed by my mother and an elderly maid. That wasn’t normal! This was my mother, and she was pointing at my erect cock in front of a 15 year old girl! That was truly an embarrassing situation in every sense of the word. The difference for me was truly like Adam eating the apple of knowledge.
“R-responsibility? You mean, I can?” A slight amount of hope showed on the maid’s face, which only caused my mom’s glower to deepen.
“No, you idiot girl. You made my son erect for the first time! I won’t have some tramp like you causing him trauma for his first time! He may have trouble getting it up in the future!” Then mom turned to me, her face completely serious as she spoke strange words that broke my understanding of the world. “Honey, would you like to experience ‘cumming’ for the first time?”
My mouth could only drop open from the actual shock of this situation, but the horny 35-year-old man couldn’t hold back. I was already sexually frustrated from being interrupted earlier. Even though the promise of sex came from my mother, I couldn’t stop myself from shaking my head up and down eagerly. Mom gave me a gentle smile and made a slight breath of relief. She seemed relieved that my sex drive was revving to go!
“Then, please, stick it in…” the maid leaned back, lifting her maid skirt until her pink pussy was showing.
I was about to leap on her and do just that when my mom suddenly grabbed the maid and pulled her by the hair over to me. “No, you dumb bitch. You’ll be using your mouth!”
My mom violently forced the head of the fifteen-year-old girl down until it was face to face with my crotch, only my hands blocking the way.
“Eh? My mouth… but… I… it’s dirty… from before…” The girl responded uncertainly, her former hope deflating.
“So? A dirty whore like you thinks you’re too good to taste your own pussy on a man’s dick?” Mom’s voice was harsh enough to scare the twelve-year-old in me, yet sexually arouse the 35-year-old.
Was this really happening? This was just like one of those sexual fantasies, wasn’t it? To a part of me, it was true that this woman was my mother, but out of the combined 47 years of my life, 35 of them did not have this woman as my mother. In fact, between this woman and myself, I had lived more years, and she sat closer to the age group I was typically attracted to than the fifteen-year-old jailbait. Despite having a bit of intensity in her, this mother was incredibly attractive. She had black hair, and soft features, and a voluptuous body. Her hair covered one eye, the other hazel brown eye appeared bright and pretty, with a small mole underneath.
She looked like one of those proper ladies I’d only ever seen in movies from high society culture. Suffice it to say, seeing her being rough with this 15-year-old girl was intensely erotic for the perverted mind of the adult me. My hands couldn’t help but quickly move away, and under mom’s rough guidance, soon my cock was forcefully shoved in to this fifteen-year-old girl’s mouth.
“Mind your teeth girl, or I’ll punish you accordingly!” The mother snapped angrily.
The girl could do nothing but keep her mouth open. If I had thought mom’s interference would end there, I would be mistaken. With her hands on the back of the maid’s head and her fingers wrapped in her hair, she forced the maid down onto my cock. I was only twelve, but my cock was still about the standard six-inches of an average adult. Whether it’d be bigger in the future was anyone’s guess, but forced down her throat as it was, this could only be called a deep throat.
“Ghhmmmm…” I could hear the maid gagging on my cock, but even so, the experience felt amazing for me.
My wife in the past would never suck my cock. She said it was dirty and didn’t like it. Meanwhile, most prostitutes would lick it with a condom on, but that was about it. So, for my bare cock to be deepthroated by a teenage girl forcefully, it was certainly my first time. Even then, mom didn’t let up. She lifted the maids head and pushed it back down, up and down in a rhythmic and rough fashion.
The fifteen-year-old maid gagged each time it thrust into the back of her throat, saliva dripping out of her mouth and down my cock. As it turned out, while I lied there, I facefucked this 15-year-old girl! And it was my mom taking care of the motions! Tears dripped down the girl’s eyes, her face turning into a mess of tears and spit, but mom continued to use her face to pleasure me. Even though the situation was so unexpected, so abstract, and so strange… the pleasure of this teeny bopper mouth couldn’t be denied.
Soon my hips were thrusting back, working in tandem with my mom’s movements to plow the back of this little girl’s throat. The guard had the decency to turn their back to the scene, but the entire time my mom watched me with intensity, using the expressions on my face to judge when she needed to speed up or slow down. Even being watched by the woman I’d call mother in this world, I couldn’t stop the pleasure from overflowing through my body. Soon, I found myself cumming.
I was still young, so it wasn’t like cum exploded everywhere. It was just two white spirts which shot into the back of the maid’s throat while I clawed at the carpet under me, my eyes closed. The maid immediately started coughing and choking on the feel of thick hot stuff striking the back of her throat. My mom noticed I had finished and pulled the woman up immediately, standing up and dragging the maid up roughly with her.
“Now, close your mouth!” Mom commanded the fifteen-year-old girl, who did as she was told without hesitation. “Now swallow!”
A little bit of semen dribbled down the girl’s chin, but mom used the knuckle of her pointer finger to push it back into her mouth in a way that might look affectionate in another situation.
“All of it!” Mom ordered while the girl was still crying, but the maid still forcefully swallowed, even though the expression on her face showed she didn’t like it. “Open your mouth.”
Once she had swallowed it and opened her mouth as commanded, Mom moved right up to her face. She even reached in and grabbed her tongue, pulling it up to check and make sure all the cum was consumed. Once she was content that all the semen had ended up in the maid’s belly, she finally relaxed. Walking over to a nearby stand, she poured a drink and handed it to the maid.
“Drink this. Swirl it in your mouth.”
“I-I don’t drink…” The girl sniffled.
Mom shot her a glare, “It’s alcohol, to make sure. Do it if you want to live.”
The guard once again touched their hilt, looking threatening. The maid could only take the drink into her mouth and swirl it around, wincing even more from the taste of hard liquor than the taste of cum. When she finally gulped down the drink, mom gave one last, firm nod.
“Good. You got what you wanted, my son’s cum inside you. Now get the hell out of my home. You’re fired.”
The maid didn’t fight back. She lowered her head and remained silent. A nod from my mother caused the guard to came over, grabbing the maid roughly and dragging her out of the room. Soon, it was just me, still half-naked on the floor, and my mother, standing in the middle of the room with an empty glass in one hand and her other hand with her knuckle still bent where she had touched the maid. Mom raised her knuckle up to her mouth, putting her knuckle into her mouth, biting it and licking her finger. It looked almost like a nervous habit and was seemingly done unaware by the woman herself, but the finger she bit down on was the same finger that scooped up my semen from the maid’s chin.
After a moment of silence where I didn’t know what to do next, she turned down to look at me with a somewhat gentle expression. “Honey, it’s about time we had the talk.”