In every home nobody knows what goes on behind closed doors, especially when it comes to sex. What people do behind closed doors is their own business and this is a story of what went on behind one family's closed doors.
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The Story -
For a couple of months now I have developed a problem that has baffled my mother. When I go to sleep I get erections that hurt a lot and they don't go away until I wake up.
My name is Randy and I live with my mom in a nice home north of the suburbs on a farm. I can't even get any relief even if I jerk off.
One night my mom heard me moving around in bed and came into my room and held me to her to relieve the pain. She was wearing a red satin nightgown that had a big slit in the side which clearly showed she wasn't wearing anything underneath. As much pain as I was in, I took notice.
My mom held me and lowered her hand down to my erection. She started rubbing it in the hopes my pain would go away. I told my mom that it felt good and she continued rubbing my erection. After a few minutes I told her she had to stop even though it felt good. She asked me why and I had to tell her it felt too good if she knew what I meant. She smiled and said not to worry and she continued.
Well, after a few more minutes I couldn't hold back and cum erupted from my cock. My mom asked if I felt better and I told her I did. She cleaned up my mess and gave me a kiss goodnight.
That night I fell asleep with no pain. My mom cured me, so I thought. The next day not a word was said and we acted like nothing happened.
That night I went to sleep and my problem persisted. I called out to my mom who came in wearing a short silk robe that barely covered anything. Her tits were practically out and again she had nothing else on. She could see I was in pain and began rubbing my erection. This time she released my cock from its restraint and continued rubbing it, occasionally massaging my balls. God, it felt amazing.
Mom rubbed and massaged my cock and it felt amazing and then she asked me if it felt better when she rubbed me harder. I just whimpered a yes and she continued harder and faster, even squeezing my balls. Just then I sprayed her hand completely with my cum. She asked if I felt better and I told her I did and thanked her. Again, she cleaned up my mess and kissed me goodnight.
Now, before I go further, I know you want me to describe us. My mom, Carol, is 42. She is 5'7", about 125, jet black curly hair, brown eyes, 38c tits and big nipples and keeps her pussy trimmed.
Like I said earlier, my name is Randy and I am 19. I am 5'9", 160, brown hair, brown eyes. We are both fit from working the farm.
The next morning I said to my mom, "Thanks for last night. You really helped getting rid of the pain."
"Well son, I can't stand to see or hear you in pain. I'm your mother and I will do anything for you."
"But mom, you can't keep doing this for me, even though I appreciate it."
"Don't you worry about it baby. Mommy will take care of you."