I sighed as I walked through the front door, my feet aching in my tight white nurse’s shoes after a long shift at the hospital. Damn, I was exhausted. I couldn’t wait to kick off these uncomfortable shoes and relax for the evening.
As I entered the living room, I was greeted by an unexpected sight. There was Ryan, my 16-year-old son, sprawled out on the couch in obvious distress. His face was flushed and he was breathing heavily, a prominent bulge tenting the front of his jeans.
“Ryan! For goodness sake, put that thing away,” I scolded, trying to hide my amusement at the situation. “You’ll go blind playing with yourself like that.”
Ryan quickly sat up, trying to conceal his erection. “It’s not what you think, Mom,” he said, sounding mortified. “I was just messing around and tried one of those little blue pills. Now…now it won’t go down.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle. Oh Ryan. “Well, can’t you handle this upstairs instead of wanking on the couch?” I said, flopping down into the armchair across from him and slipping off my shoes with a sigh of relief. My short nurse’s uniform rode up a bit as I crossed my legs, giving Ryan an eyeful of my creamy thighs. I noticed him staring and rolled my eyes.
“I’ve been trying for over an hour,” Ryan whined, covering his straining erection. “Mom, come on, you’re a nurse. What can I do?”
I let out a long-suffering sigh. I couldn’t believe I was having this conversation with my teenage son. “Look, I know it’s embarrassing, but you need to take care of this upstairs. Don’t stop until you…you know, get any relief. That’s the only way it’ll go away. Now go on, I’ll check on you in a bit.”
Ryan hauled himself off the couch, still covering his zipper. “Thanks Mom,” he muttered, slinking out of the room and up the stairs. I could hear him head into the bathroom and close the door.
I leaned back in my chair with a tired groan, adjusting my too-tight bra. These damn uniforms were never meant for a woman with my…assets. I had to special order them to fit my large bust and round ass. Not that I was complaining. I loved the way I looked in my cute little outfits, all curvy and sexy.
About 20 minutes later, I decided to check on Ryan. I tiptoed up the stairs and knocked softly on his bedroom door. “Ryan, honey? Do you need any help in there?”
There was a pause, then a miserable groan. “No Mom, I’m okay. It’s…it’s still not working.”
I frowned and cracked open the door. Ryan was sprawled on his bed, jeans around his ankles, his rigid cock sticking straight up and flushed deep red. He looked so pathetic, tugging at it like he was trying to rip it right off.
“Oh for Pete’s sake,” I said, slipping into the room. “Let me help you out. Clearly you need a woman’s touch.”
Ryan went white, scrambling to cover himself. “Mom, what are you doing?!”
I sat on the edge of the bed and gently pushed his hands away. “Shh, it’s okay baby. Let Mommy help. I’ve seen it all before at work.”
Ryan whimpered and closed his eyes as I wrapped my hand around his swollen shaft. God, he was so hard it was almost painful. I stroked him slowly, watching his face contort in pleasure.
“Try to relax,” I murmured, rubbing my thumb over the sensitive tip. “You need to cum to get rid of this. It’ll feel so much better. Just let it happen, don’t fight it.”
Ryan made a strangled noise, his hips starting to rock into my grip. I sped up, fisting him firmly as he squirmed and moaned. His cock throbbed in my hand, the veins standing out.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Cum for Mommy,” I coaxed, pumping him harder. “Let it all out. Good boy, you’re doing so good.”
“I still can’t cum mom,” he said panting.
“We will try something else,” I said as I took the hair bobble off my wrist and put my hair up.
I leaned closer, my voice dropping to a low, seductive whisper. “Sometimes a little oral stimulation helps, especially when you’re… having trouble focusing.” I dipped my head, my lips brushing against the tip of his rigid member.
Ryan gasped, his body tensing. “Mom… Wow, are you going to suck me off.”
I paused, looking up into his wide, shocked eyes. He was right, and it was undeniably a line crossed. “Ryan,” I said, trying to choose my words carefully, “This is…unconventional. I’m trying to help you, as a nurse, and as your mother who cares about you. But if you’re uncomfortable with this, I’ll stop immediately.”
His response was immediate. “No, Mom, don’t stop. It feels…good.” His voice was a mix of apprehension and burgeoning excitement.
I took a deep breath and lowered my head again. This was definitely blurring boundaries, but I justified it as a medical necessity, a unique situation that required a unique solution. I told myself I was doing this for his well-being.
My lips closed around him, and I began to gently suck. Ryan’s body jerked in response, his hands gripping the sheets. Soft moans escaped his lips as I ran my tongue along his shaft.
He was unbelievably sensitive, and the sensation was intense. My own body began to react, a warmth spreading through my lower abdomen. I pushed away the rising lust, focusing on Ryan, on the task at hand.
“Relax,” I murmured against him. “Just enjoy it.”
I continued my ministrations, slowly increasing the pressure and pace. Ryan’s moans grew louder, more urgent. He bucked against my mouth, his hands tangling in my hair.
“God mom, it feels so good but I… I still can’t cum. I think I need something tighter,” he said, I sighed knowing what he was getting at. I was conflicted. This went against every fiber of my being as a mother. But he was right, he needed more stimulation to reach his peak.
I looked up at him as I pulled off his shaft with a wet pop. “If we do this, I need you to promise me you’ll never tell a soul,” I said, my voice a low whisper.
“I promise mom, I swear,” he said eagerly, looking at me with desperation in his eyes.
“Okay then,” I said, hooking a finger in my panties and pulling them aside. I positioned myself over him and slowly lowered myself onto his straining cock. We both moaned as he stretched me open, splitting me in half.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his eyes rolling back.
I started to move, riding him with slow, deep strokes. His hands gripped my hips tightly as I bounced on his lap. “Oh Ryan, you feel so good,” I panted, my voluptuous body jiggling with each movement.
“Oh fuck yes, Mom! Don’t stop!” Ryan cried out as I rode him hard and fast. The feeling of his hard cock stretching me open was incredible. I could feel every ridge and vein as he pumped in and out of my tight pussy.
I braced my hands on his chest, my nails digging into his skin as I gyrated my hips. The headboard banged against the wall with each harsh thrust. Ryan’s hands slid around to grip my ass, kneading the soft flesh and helping to pull me down onto him harder.
I gasped as a particularly deep thrust hit a sensitive spot inside me. “Oh fuck, right there! Don’t stop!” I cried out, my voice high and breathy. The room was filled with the sounds of our moans and the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh.
My body begin to ache as I rode him harder and faster. I couldn’t believe this was happening – me, my own son, engaged in this forbidden act. It was so wrong, yet it felt incredible. I had to force myself not to cum too quickly.
“Ryan, fuck, I’m getting tired. Your cock is too deep,” I panted, my thighs starting to burn from the intense workout. “I need you on top. Flip me over.”
Ryan didn’t hesitate, easily rolling me underneath him. He hooked his arms under my knees and pushed them up to my shoulders, nearly folding me in half. His renewed angle allowed him to pound into me even deeper and harder.
“Oh shit, yes! Fuck me harder!” I nearly screamed as he slammed into my g-spot with every thrust. The headboard rattled ominously and I knew it was a miracle it hadn’t fallen yet.
Ryan grunted as he hammered away, sweat glistening on his brow and chest. “Take it Mom! Fuck, your pussy feels so good!” His balls slapped against my ass with each snap of his hips.
I could feel my orgasm building rapidly from the relentless pummeling. “Don’t stop, I’m almost there!” I babbled, my body starting to shake and twitch. I reached down to frantically rub my clit, desperate for release.
That’s all it took. With a guttural moan, my pussy clamped down around him like a vice as I came explosively. “I’m cumming! Oh fuck, Ryan, I’m cumming on your cock!”
The feeling of my tight walls spasming around him was too much for Ryan. “Fuck, I’m cumming too!” he roared. His hips stuttered and then he buried himself to the hilt inside me. I felt the hot rush of his seed flooding my still fluttering cunt.
We both collapsed together, gasping for breath. Ryan’s sweaty body lay heavy on top of mine as we came down from our intense highs. Finally he rolled off me and we laid there in a tangle of limbs, not wanting to break the intimate contact just yet.
“That was…wow,” Ryan said after a moment, his voice awed and a little dazed. “I can’t believe we just did that.”
I let out a shaky laugh. “I know. It’s crazy, right? Mom’s little boy is a man now.” I smiled at him fondly. “But you’re right, we can’t tell anyone about this. It has to be our secret. Okay?”
“Okay,” Ryan agreed readily. “I’ll never tell, Mom. I promise.”
I reached over and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Good. I care about you so much, Ryan. I just want you to be happy and healthy. We did what needed to be done.”
He smiled back at me, his eyes full of love and gratitude. “Thanks Mom. For everything. I love you.”
“I love you too, baby,” I murmured, pulling him in for a tender hug. “Always. Maybe you should take your dads pills more often.”