CRAVINGS TRIGGERED
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Chapter 5 05

"Please, Mom...then you will see what I'm talking about."

They went back and forth a few minutes, and Alex kept pleading with her of his difficulty and frustration. As the minutes went on, Alex could sense her weakening.

"Fine...I will watch you, but you better not be lying to me." Stacey finally relented.

"I'm not lying, Mom, you'll see." Alex nodded his head,

Alex stood up from his chair, then pulled down and stepped out of his pants and underwear. Stacey was once again shocked by the size of her son's cock, and she found it difficult to look away.

He stood before her wearing nothing but a t-shirt, and the sight of his small body sporting the gigantic erection was almost comical.

Alex picked up the lotion bottle from his desk and then sat down on the bed. He pumped a copious amount of the creamy lotion into his right hand and began coating the bloated shaft.

Stacey took a seat in the chair and questioned her sanity. Was she actually going to sit and watch her own son masturbate?

For the next few minutes, Alex steadily stroked his cock with no success.

Stacey was getting fidgety and asked, "Alex, are you getting close?"

He stopped and looked over to his mother, and he found her staring intently at his erection. "Sorry, Mom...like I said earlier...it's not working."

Stacey's face took on a concerned look, "Well, I hope there is no blockage or anything...that could be dangerous."

Alex's eyes went wide, "Blockage? Well, what do you think I should do?" With a worried look, "Should I go to the ER?"

Exasperated, she put her hands over her face, "Ugghhh...I don't believe this."

Stacey then stood up and walked away as if she were leaving, but instead, she closed and locked the bedroom door. No one else was home, but she thought it better to be safe than sorry.

Stacey then returned to Alex, got down on her knees, and stared in awe at the throbbing abomination.

The smell was even more prominent up close. The scent was sweet yet masculine...almost like some exotic flower. She felt the strange arousal return. All of a sudden, she felt her nipples start to tingle and stiffen.

Reluctantly, Stacey said, "I think I will have to help you this one time to make sure everything is okay. But...this is only to help you for medical reasons."

Alex nodded in agreement.

"No one...and I mean NO ONE can ever find out about this Alex...do you understand?" Still in shock, Alex once again nods his head.

"This is highly inappropriate, and I am only doing this once." Stacey felt she must be insane, but she also wanted to make sure everything was okay with her son.

She looked into Alex's eyes, "You watch how I do it, and then you can take care of yourself from now on."

A speechless Alex was finally able to get out, "Yes, ma'am." He could not believe his luck that his hot mom was going to give him a hand-job.

Alex then took her hands and wrapped them around the base of the fleshy pole. Even with both her hands, she was only able to cover about half of the massive erection.

Stacey then began to stroke up and down and thought,

"Good Lord...this thing is enormous!". She looked up at Alex. He was leaned back on his elbows and had a slack jaw look about him as he stared at his mother working his cock.

A minute or so past and Alex stared at his mom's hands holding his dick and saw a steady trickle of pre-cum leak down onto her fingers.

Stacey saw her wedding rings were now soiled with the slick discharge and felt a wave of shame and guilt wash over her, but she was committed to helping her son. She hope Robert doesn't find out.

"Oh, Mom...that feels so much better."

Stacey looked up to see Alex's eyes were closed, and his face had a look of pure bliss.

As she continued, she spoke softly, "You need to watch me, Alex, so you will know what to do next time."

Alex opened his eyes, but they focused on his mom's big breasts as they gently bounced inside the confines of her bra and tee shirt. He so badly wanted to reach out and touch them, but he knew better than to push his luck.

Stacey was also being affected. The motions she made caused her hardened nipples to rub against the fabric of her bra, and it sent little shock waves along her nerve endings.

Her nipples had always been sensitive, but this felt as if they had a direct connection to her vagina. She could feel her panties getting damp from the arousal. Her eyes were locked onto the monster cock, and she wished Robert was home so he could help quench the desire building inside of her.

"Mom...I think it's getting close", Alex moan.

Stacey then gripped tighter and stroked faster. She could feel his dick expand even thicker as it neared eruption.

"Mom...Mom...OHHHH, MOM!! AAAAAHHH" Alex arched his back, and semen came out of his cock as if fired from a canon. The creamy ribbons shot into the air and landed on both of them and the bed.

"OH MY GOSH," Alex shrieked as she tried her best to hold on.

After several more impressive blasts, the flow began to ease. Alex lay flat on his back, trying to catch his breath.

Stacey, somewhat in shock, continued to slowly stroke her son's cock until she milked it of every drop. She let go of her grip, and the deflating penis plopped back onto Alex's stomach, making a "splat."

Stacey examined her cum covered hands, "Well...that was definitely-"

"AWESOME," Alex interjected before Stacey could finish.

She looked at her son. He was still lying there, breathing heavily and looking up at the ceiling. A faint smile curled onto Stacey's lips, "The word I was going to use was different... But do you feel better now?"

"Yes, much better," Alex replied softly.

"Glad to hear. I must tell you...I've never seen this much semen before."

"Is that bad?" Alex asked and looked up with concern.

Stacey shook her head, "No, not bad...it probably has something to do with the WICK-Tropin." She then pats Alex on his thigh, "But everything seems to be working fine...I think my job here is complete."

Stacey stood up and examined her condition. She had her son's semen on her hands, arms, chest, and even in her hair. Drops ran down her cheek, and some reached her top lip.

Instinctively she licked her lips and tasted Alex's cum. In the past, Stacey did not care much for the taste of semen, but this was different. Alex's turned out to be quite sweet with a creamy texture she found to be very pleasant. She could also feel her arousal intensifying.

"Okay young man...We both need showers." She wiped her face with the back of her hand. "Be sure to strip the sheets off your bed and take them down to the laundry room. We need to get everything cleaned up before your dad gets home."

"Sure, Mom."

Wiping her hands on her shirt, "And remember...NO ONE is to know about this...is that clear?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Stacey turned and walked to the bedroom door. She unlocked and pulled it open.

"Mom?" Stacey turned to find Alex leaning back on his elbows, "Yes, sweetie?"

"Thank you for helping me. The pain is gone."

Stacey smiled at her son, "You're welcome, baby." She then walked out the door. A few steps down the hall, she called out, "DON'T FORGET THOSE BED SHEETS, LET ME KNOW WHEN IT'S DONE."

Alex lay back down and softly replied, "Yes, ma'am...anything you say."

                         

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