This story is pure fiction and the product of my own imagination. All the characters are over the age of eighteen. I look forward to any constructive critiques and would appreciate it if you would please vote. Cheers!
Pam was an attractive 39 year old mother of two. She was considered "cute" by some, a "knockout" by most. Her shoulder length strawberry-blond hair framed her pretty face and incredible green eyes. At 5'6" she had a flat stomach, long shapely legs, a firm heart shaped bum and full C-cup sized breasts. She maintained her hourglass figure with a rigorous and dedicated exercise regime.
Since her teens, Pam was aware of the effect she had on both men and women...and she loved it! Although she usually dressed conservatively, she seldom wore a bra, and always got a kick out of how she turned heads whenever she went out. And, Pam LOVED sex! That was good, because her husband, Dave, loved sex too. They were constantly touching, hugging, smooching and "getting it on" in one way or another. In short, they were each a force to be reckoned with.
Their two children Timmy (18) and Tammy (19) had recently graduated from high school and were enjoying themselves during this last summer before leaving home for college.
Timmy had always had a thing for his mother. He had fantasized about her for as long as he could remember. As far as he was concerned, his mother was the perfect woman who probably farted rainbows.
Timmy had been playing in various soccer leagues for years and Pam volunteered to go with him on his last out of town soccer tournament. It was during that trip that tragedy struck.
During their first game of the tournament, Timmy was badly hurt when he was slide tackled by a player from the opposing team. From the nasty collision he ended up with not only a badly sprained ankle, but both wrists had, what was originally thought to be, pulled tendons. His left foot and both hands and wrists were immobilized in huge bandages. His hands looked like two oversized cotton swabs. The urgent care doctor said they might need to be immobilized for a minimum of three to four weeks. That meant that Pam needed to do EVERYTHING for her son. She had to feed him, help him with ALL his bathroom needs...you name it.
Pam and Timmy discussed just going home, but felt it might be a little easier to initially stay in the hotel with the bedroom and bathroom right there. The hotel switched them to an accessible room, which was great. The only down side was the new room only had one king size bed instead of the two queen beds they had in their original room.
Things started getting crazy pretty quickly. The hospital provided them with a plastic urinal and they needed to use it as soon as they were settled in their new room.
"Mom, I really need to go! Can you get that urinal?"
Pam helped Timmy sit up on the edge of the bed. She held the urinal, but could see that this just wasn't going to work unless she held his penis and directed it straight into the container's opening.
As badly as he needed to relieve himself, having someone else, especially his mother, holding his dick, stopped him from instantly going. On top of that, as she knelt down, Timmy could not help looking directly down his mother's blouse. This only added to his inability to focus on the business at hand.
"I thought you needed to go!?!" Pam said.
"I do! I'm just not use to the feeling of someone else holding my dick! Just give me a minute."
"Okay Honey, I understand. Take however long as you need."
Eventually, Timmy started dribbling out some urine and as he felt more comfortable, his flow gradually increased. When he finished, his mom dabbed the tip of his penis with a tissue and then she emptied the container in the toilet.
When she came back into the room, Pam brought a damp washcloth and towels.
"Okay, why don't you lie back and let me clean you up."
Pam took the damp washcloth and carefully wiped down Timmy's inner thighs. She then lifted his scrotum and wiped between his legs, under his scrotum and his balls. The whole time she was wiping him down, Timmy gradually got harder and harder. Pam held Timmy's erection with her index finger and thumb of one hand while, with the other, she swabbed him with the washcloth. She tried her hardest to maintain a detached, deadpan expression, but deep down inside Pam was secretly admiring her son's gorgeous cock. He was definitely his father's son!
Having his mother holding him and cleaning him was more exciting than anything he could have ever imagined. He was lying there, on the bed, on his back, when suddenly, without any warning he just came!
Pam was concentrating on the business at hand, when suddenly, without a hint of warning, Timmy shot cum out like a fire hose! He ejaculated huge ropes of cum, one after the other, straight up into the air. Cum landed everywhere. Pam and Timmy were drenched.
"Jesus Christ! What just happened?!? Where did that come from?!?" Pam shrieked.
"I'm sorry Mom!" Timmy sheepishly responded. "I'm just as surprised as you!"
"A little warning would have been nice." Pam said, but couldn't stop herself from laughing. Though Timmy was totally mortified by what had just happened, he too couldn't keep from smiling.
After cleaning up, Pam ordered some food from room service. That too had to be hand fed to her son, which was a bit of a learning experience in itself.
After things had settled down, Pam changed into the pajamas she had bought for this trip. Generally, she slept in the nude or just wore an oversized men's cotton tee shirt and nothing else. But, since she knew she would be sharing a hotel room with her son, she thought it only appropriate she have actual sleepwear. Now she had a soft cotton button up-the-front pajama top with matching cotton shorts.
They were both laying in bed watching television when Pam asked, "So tell me Timmy, since I'm going to be involved in so many of your more intimate bodily functions what can we do to avoid any future unexpected eruptions like we experienced earlier?" Pam asked.
"Geez Mom! I don't know! God, this is so embarrassing! I mean I didn't plan that! What do you expect? Having my hot mom cleaning my dick! Of course I'm going to get hard! Cumming like that just happened! I had no control over that!"
"Okay, okay, I'm certainly not accusing you of anything. I just want to avoid losing an eye or something! I know you boys like to play with yourselves, so tell me, how often do you jerk off?" Pam asked while trying to maintain a straight face.
"MOOOM!!! GEEZ!!! I don't want to talk to you about that!! It's too personal and too embarrassing! I can't talk to you about that!" Timmy bemoaned.
"Okay, okay, I won't push it. It's just that there's obviously things you just can't do for yourself right now and I'm willing to help you any way I can. But if you don't want your "HOT" Mom to give you a hand, that's all right with me."
It took a few seconds for what his mom had insinuated to sink in, then Timmy raised his eyebrows, "Mom, are you suggesting what I think you are?" Timmy asked sheepishly.
