Taking the Edge Off

‘My god, you’re going to get a lot of pussy with this specimen,’ she marvelled, handling him expertly as she encased his manhood in the thin stretchy latex.

He’d used a few before, just enhancing the experience of toying with himself at night, but even to stand there and watch as his mother prepared him as though they were about to have sex, he couldn’t think of anything more arousing, and so he got harder. He was now pointing towards the ceiling.

‘That’s why you need to be safe,’ she added looking him square in the eyes. Then she hitched her skirt high and lifted her legs so that her feet rested on the mattress between them; spreading her thighs wider.

‘Okay, champ, stick it in!’

‘What?’

Karen rolled her eyes. ‘Do you really want me to hold your hand now too? Put it in me. You know where, right?’

And this was the age of the Internet, so of course he knew but, ‘I can’t…’

‘Yes you can. It’s no big deal. Just get it over with and you’ll see that.’

‘No big deal?’ he almost shouted. He was shaking with adrenaline now. And no matter how rational he tried to remain, there was no denying that lust played a huge part too.