1. Mother Care


    Date: 11/5/2018, Categories: Fantasy, Boy, Hardcore, Incest, Older, Teen, Author: eroticbeing, Source: sexstories.com

    Without taking his eyes off the television screen, the boy grunted, and began stroking his penis through his jeans. His mother, sitting in the armchair opposite his, noticed the movement, and twined her fingers together, knowing what would happen shortly. The programme they were watching was a nature documentary, completely innocent of sexual overtones, but she knew that had nothing to do with it, and she stared at him, her breath starting to come faster in anticipation of what would he would want her to do to him. He slowly unzipped his jeans, and struggled briefly to free his penis - it was already semi-erect, and he sighed and settled back in his chair as he began to rub himself with long, lingering strokes. His mother felt her mouth go dry as she watched him: his penis was enormous, and the sight of it never ceased to excite her. It was really the result of what had happened a few years agao. She had been driving him home from school as she did every day, following her usual route which she could have driven in her sleep. But they were building a new bridge over the road she always took, and suddenly without warning a slab of concrete fell on the car, crushing the roof on the passenger side. She'd suffered only minor injuries, but the boy had sustained severe damage to his head, and it soon became apparent that his brain had been seriously affected. The doctors said that he might improve in time; his speech was barely coherent, but that might get better, and he might ...
    even get back to being completely normal, but although he was now eighteen, his mental age was much younger, and there was nothing they could do about it. She'd received considerable financial compensation, so there was nothing to worry about on that front, but although the accident was not in any way her fault she could rid herself of feeling of guilt, and she found it impossible to refuse him anything he wanted. That included when recently he'd started to kiss her on the mouth. They were in the kitchen, washing the dishes together after dinner, when he'd spun her around and grabbed her, forcing her back against the sink as he covered her mouth with his. She'd immediately felt his erection pressing against her, and involuntarily she'd yielded in his arms, and briefly responded to his kiss. Then she'd laughed nervously and made him help her to finish the dishes, her mind in a whirl of confusion about whether she'd been right to let him kiss her like that. Would it have upset him and possibly worsened his condition if she'd stopped him, she wondered? She mentally shrugged - it had happened, and she hadn't stopped him, and that was that. Every night she went to his room to kiss him goodnight, but that night he'd pulled her head down and forced her to kiss him on the mouth again, a kiss that lasted a long time, and soon she stopped struggling, putting her arms round him and holding him close as he continued to kiss her hungrily. Since then it had become a regular occurrence - long, ...
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