What’s wrong with my thingie, Mommy? It feels all funny.
Being a single mom is hard. For all the typical reasons; no child support, no family help, working all the time, no social life. But the worst part, there’s never any time to find a decent guy to fuck.
It’s just me and my son. Luckily he’s still pretty young. He just turned 10, and hasn’t hit puberty yet, so I won’t have to worry about wet dreams, or potentially getting a girl pregnant any time soon.
He’s such a good boy. Mommy’s big helper. One day he’ll make an amazing dad and husband, I just know it. Up until a week ago he had been sharing my bed at night. He’s the best little cuddler in the world, but I could never masturbate because he was right there, and it felt so wrong. I would try in the mornings to get some relief from this throbbing in my cunt. The shower head had just the right amount of pressure, and those streams of water felt fantastic against my rock hard little bean.
The last time I had used the shower head to get my orgasm, my knees became too weak to hold me up. I let a guttural moan escape my lips and fell against the shower wall, knocking everything into the tub. My poor boy must have heard the commotion, because he came running to check on me. I never locked the door when I showered, just in case I needed to get to him quickly. He burst through the bathroom door so fast, he caught the end of my orgasm: one hand squeezing my breast for dear life, the other pressing the shower head firmly into my cunt. Head thrown back at panting. It was only a couple seconds, but when I opened my eyes I saw him standing there. His little face all red, eyes the size of saucers and one little hand grabbing the front of his pants and absentmindedly tugging. I started to explain, “it’s okay baby. Mommy was just washing her peepee area and it tickled. I’m sorry for scaring you.”
He looked embarrassed. “I’m sorry, Mommy. I was just worried about you.” And he ran off to his room.
I got out, dried off and got dressed. I found him in the living room watching cartoons and coloring a picture. He was still tugging at the front of his pants a little uncomfortably, but I didn’t want to embarrass him any further, so I asked what he wanted for breakfast.
We went about our normal morning routine, not talking much. I got him dropped off at school and headed to work. I couldn’t stop thinking about it all day. Why did it turn me on so hard knowing that he caught me? He wasn’t old enough to understand anything he had seen. But it looked as though his body knew exactly what was going on. I had given my boy his first erection. His first time being aroused, and it was because his caught me having an earth shattering orgasm, and he didn’t even know it. The more I thought about it, the wetter my pussy got. I had to excuse myself from my computer twice to go play with myself in the bathroom.
It was finally time to leave work and pick my baby boy up from school. My pussy still ached with need, but I would just have to wait until he went to sleep. Thank Gods he slept in his own room now.
I got to the pick up line and realized just how much I could smell my own arousal. At first I panicked about if he might be able to smell it as well, but then I wondered if his body would have a reaction to it without him knowing again.
He got in the backseat and started telling me about his day, “we learned about the letter…” he started sniffing the air ever so slightly. I looked in my mirror to see him shifting a little in his seat. He started tugging at his crotch again and tried to get back to his thought.
It was a fairly normal night, though we were obviously both distracted, and ready to go to our respective rooms. So we got through homework and dinner, and went about our bedtime routine. We got our teeth all brushed, changed in our pajamas, and I read him a story before kissing his forehead and telling him good night.
I walked across the hall, body shaking in anticipation of the orgasm I was going to give myself. I had wanted to edge myself and soak in all the wonderful vibrations of my new toy, but I knew I wouldn’t last long. Not after today.
I closed my door almost all the way, leaving it open just a crack, the same as my boys door. Just in case. Momma anxiety still gets to me, ya know. I pulled out my fully charged clit sucking vibrator, lay back on my king size bed, and went to work.
With one hand I started caressing my triple d size breasts, pinching and pulling at my nipples. The other hand rubbing its way down my curvy body, sliding my fingers down my slit. Teasing myself, two fingers dove into my waiting cunt and spread my juices all over my clit. My back arched off the bed and a small moan came from my throat. I bit my lip hard, trying to stay as quiet as possible. I knew he was asleep, but staying quiet made it more intense.
After teasing my little bean with my pointer finger, I held down the power button on my little blue toy. It came to life and excitement shot through my body. I turned it up to max vibration before pulling my clitoral hood back, exposing her completely. I wanted the pain with the pleasure tonight.
Biting my lip hard, I placed the mouth of the vibrating to my now swollen little nub. The way my body reacted was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I shot straight up and screamed in ecstasy. This pain was so euphoric I thought I would pass out from pleasure. I forgot where I was, *who* I was. I just knew I needed to get to that explosion that was building in my genitals. My hips thrust forward, pressing my clit harder into the sucking mouth of the toy, eyes squeezed tightly closed, I felt it coming. “Yes! YES YES YES! Oh FUCK! Oh my GOD MY PEEPEE!” I screamed and panted as the orgasms washed over me one after another. By the time I had fallen back onto my bed, catching my breathe I remembered: my little boy is only a few feet away.
In a panic I sat up to go check on him. But he was already in my room. Standing in the doorway he said, “Mommy. Your sounds made my thingie feel all funny. It’s all big and hard and I’m scared. Why did your sounds make it do that?”
He looked terrified, and worried beyond reason that Mommy’s noises had broken his thingie. My poor precious boy. He had already taken his superhero boxers off and was tugging at his burning red little member furiously. “It won’t stop Mommy. It won’t go back to little. Why won’t it stop?!” He was on the verge of tears and I knew there was no talking him down when he was this scared.
Almost instinctively, I sat him on the edge of the bed and squatted on the floor in front of him. He was crying hard now and begging me to make it stop. I looked him in the eyes, put a hand on his bare thigh, and with the other rubbed my pussy. With my hand covered in my own cum, I grabbed his tiny little erection.
He gasped and instantly the tears stopped. His little hips started thrusting as he moaned and tried to ask, “wh-what…” but I just kept my hand on his little dick.
“Baby, you have an erection. Your body got aroused when you heard mommy give herself an orgasm.” I told him as I started rubbing. “Do you remember pulling at your weewee this morning when I was in the shower?”
“Uhhh…” he was getting close. “A little bit..”
“Well, that was your body telling you that mommy’s privates felt really good, so it woke yours up and wanted you to feel good too.”
“Ohhhh,” he moaned in response, still slowly rocking his hips to match my pace.
“One day, your penis will make sperm. And you’ll put that inside of a girl to make babies in her tummy. Your balls don’t make sperm yet, though.”
“So I won’t get to feel good?” He asked, disappointed.
“Oh no baby, it just means that you can feel good all you want.” With that, I lowered my head and sucked his little cock into my mouth.
“OH MOMMY!” He screamed as I sucked his soul out through his tiny cum hole. He fell back onto the bed and I rose up onto my knees and just kept sucking. His body shaking and hips jerking wildly, I couldn’t stop. I was fingering my pussy again as I sucked him off, orgasm after orgasm tearing through his body, he clutched the bed sheets in small fists as he writhed in pleasure. I kept sucking until my body wouldn’t let me cum anymore, and I climbed onto the bed beside him.
“I can’t wait to make spermies for you, Mommy.”
