Nurse Emily Pt 03

Nurse Emily, Part 3

Sunday night was the first time my mom was to apply the lotion on her own. I was in my room, laying on my bed. Originally, I was playing video games, but started feeling horny. I shut down the game and slid into my bed to try to masturbate. After what happened this morning, I was sure I'd be able to do it on my own, but for some reason I still couldn't.

I'd slid my shorts and underwear off, expecting that I'd be alone the rest of the night, but at about 10 o'clock, an hour after I started trying to masturbate, my mom suddenly knocked on my door and opened it. I threw my comforter over me to hide what I was doing as she walked into my room, the tube of lotion in her hand.

"Honey?" she said walking to the end of the bed, looking at me as if she knew I was doing something I shouldn't be.

"Hey... mom," I said, feeling extremely embarrassed and guilty, holding the comforter over me. I guess it was pretty obvious I was hiding something.

"Are you doing ok?"

"Well... yeah... I guess..."

"Were you trying to jerk off?" she asked, looking stern as she looked down at the blanket covering me.

I was going to lie... I probably should have. But I didn't. "Yeah. I'm sorry," I apologized, feeling really embarrassed. "I just couldn't help it."

"It's ok," she reassured me. "But remember, Nurse Emily said you should leave that to me for now. She was pretty adamant about it." She raised a scolding finger and pointed it at me with a little smile behind it. "No more masturbating for you, mister. From now on, if you feel the urge, you come to me."

"Ok... ok," I said, laughing.

"So, now," she said, moving around to the side of the bed and sitting down. "We need to put the lotion on you again."

"Yeah... but..." I was a little uncomfortable, especially knowing that I was naked under the blanket and really didn't want her to know.

"Honey, we need to get an erection going again and get all the cum out of you," she said. "We need to make sure you are fully operational, remember?"

"Yeah... I remember," I said. "I'm just..."

"Oh, honey, are you embarrassed?" she asked, putting her hand on my leg. "Don't be embarrassed. I'm your mother and I'm just trying to help you heal. It's not a big deal. I'd do anything for you."

She slid her hand up my leg until she put it right on my cock, then slowly stroked it.

"Does that feel ok?" she asked, looking at me. "Were you able to get hard at all on your own?"

"No... I couldn't."

"It doesn't feel like it," she agreed, slowly stroking me through the blanket. "Let's get this off of you." She grabbed the edge of the blanket and tossed it aside, exposing me completely.

I just lay there, completely embarrassed, not knowing where to look or where to put my hands. She popped open the lotion and put a dab in her hand.

"Let's get you all lotioned up," she said, grabbing my shaft and sliding up and down it, making sure the lotion fully covered before starting to stroke it. "There you go. You're getting hard already. See? This isn't so bad. We can do this."

She stroked up and down slowly, tugging on me on the way up each time, just as Nurse Emily showed her.

"You know I'd do anything for my little boy," she said. "It doesn't matter what. I just want you to get all better and make you feel really good."

She kept stroking me, even as she moved up more onto the bed, sitting on her knees.

"But... wow... I must say, you've grown up so much," she said, looking at my cock. She slid her hand down, below the base of my shaft and onto my balls. "My God!" she said, very surprised. "Look at the size of these balls! You really need this. We need to make sure these balls are emptied and that this dick is nice and tired so you can really heal.

"That feels really good, mom," I said.

"Maybe I should show a little skin like Nurse Emily said," she said, smiling deviously. "What do you think? Do you want to see my tits again? Should I show you?"

"Yes," I panted. "Please. That would help."

"Always the gentleman," she smiled and giggled. She unbuttoned and removed her night shirt, tossing it aside. Her breasts, as I'd mentioned before, looked really, really good.

"Is that better?" she asked, then giggled and looked down at her hand stroking me. "Oh... I guess so... there you go. I felt that. You throbbed. You like my breasts? Your dad always did... he loved to see them. And I loved to tease him with them."

I really, really liked her breasts and wished I could just grab and suck on them. But she was my mom, you know? Kid's just don't do that.

"You know... I wish I could find someone as nice as you," she said. "You're so sweet and so good looking." I nodded, but my eyes we glued to her breasts. She giggled when she noticed. "I guess you're just as distracted as your father used to get. Yeah... look at mommy's big titties while she strokes your cock. Oh, you're getting so hard."

She bent over and moved the head of my cock over and around her breasts, making sure to scrape the head across her nipples.

"Mmm... I love feeling you all over me," she moaned.

She sat up again, just stroking me slowly, letting my shaft get harder and harder.

"Seriously, there's no reason to be embarrassed by any of this," she said, "for either one of us. I saw this dick when you were a little boy. But... um... it's just that you're a little more grown up now. And I have to admit... I've never seen one as big as this before. You are truly blessed. Yeah... we'll help you get all better. I promise."

She started using both hands on my shaft now, in different directions, with twisting. God, she was so good at this. She even swirled her hand over the head, just like Nurse Emily taught her, making me jump.

"Just relax baby," she giggled. "I'll do all the work. That's what mom's are for. Your cock is so nice. I mean... if I was just any woman... I'd love to spend time with a cock like this."

She grabbed the tube of lotion and squirted more, this time directly on the head of my cock, then used both her hands to spread it around more.

"I can feel it throbbing... you're so hard," she said. "You're really going to cum hard. Tell me how much you like it baby. Tell me how much you like having mommy stroke your cock like this."

"God mom... it feels so fucking good," I moaned.

She suddenly stopped stroking and just held up my cock and bent forward to look at it closely.

"Wow... you really have grown. Like... a lot," she said softly, as if in amazement. "Look how big you are. And with your balls so full like that, I can't even imagine how much cum you have ready to blow. It has to be a lot. At least after this you'll be nice and rested for tomorrow."

She licked her lips and started stroking me with both hands again.

"Mmm... you're getting harder... and harder," she moaned. "I can't wait to make you cum. I wish I had a man around like you... so I could feel something like this inside me. It would certainly be a nice change of pace. Feeling your cock get harder and harder makes me a bit horny, too. You know?"

She looked at me and our eyes met.

"You really do make mommy proud," she said. "And you make me feel so good, too. So... wet. Do you want to see?"

I nodded. "Yeah." Of course I wanted to see. This would be the first time I really saw her pussy.

She stood and took off her satin pajama shorts, kicking them aside. She reached down and slid her hand between her legs, sliding her fingers through her pussy, then pulling them out, and spreading her fingers to show me just how wet they were.

"Oh yeah," she said, sliding her fingers back over her clit again. "See how wet you're making my pussy? Some day a real man is going to take care of me... take care of my pussy again. But right now," she said, dropping her hands to stroke me once more, this time more rapidly, "I want you to cum for me. I want you to fill my mouth so full of cum. I'm ready for you. Cum for me."

"Oh... fuck," I moaned, feeling my body start to tremble, feeling my orgasm quickly rising.

"Watch me stroke your big cock, son," she said.

"Oh, yeah, right there," I moaned, her hands finding the right rhythm and all the right spots. I could feel it building and building inside me.

.

"Right there?" she asked, trying to keep the same rhythm.

"Yeah," I moaned. "Oh yeah, keep going... I'm gonna cum." I was breathing heavy now, panting and moaning.

"Yeah, baby... I want all your cum," she said excitedly. "Cum in my mouth, baby... just like she showed us." She bent over and slid the head of my cock into her mouth while her hands continued their stroking. "Mmhmm... mmhmm," she moaned, her mouth so full of me.

The visual of her lips wrapped around my shaft, her hands stroking me, her eyes pleading for me to cum was just too much. I started cumming sending spurt after spurt into her mouth again.

"Ah! Oh fuck!" I groaned, feeling my body drain into her warm, wet mouth.

When I finished cumming, she slowly squeezed up from the base, making sure to get every drop. She took a moment, closing her eyes as she seemingly treasured my load in her mouth, then slowly swallowed it down.

"Oh wow," she said, breathing hard. "That was a big, big load... just for me. There you go, now. You had a wonderful erection and orgasm, just like Nurse Emily said you needed." She stood and gathered the bottle of lotion and her clothes. "Ok, honey, you go to bed now. I'm going to get cleaned up and go to bed myself. I'll see you in the morning.

She leaned down and kissed me on the forehead, tenderly, just like a mom would. "I love you."

"I love you, too, mom," I said. My feelings were very jumbled. I wasn't thinking of her as being my mom any more. In my mind, she was an attractive woman now... a sexual creature that I was really having a thing for.

As she got to my bedroom door, she opened it and looked back, her eyes focused on my cock. She had a longing look in her eye. It was if she was saying "And I love your cock." Then she turned around and left the room, closing the door behind her.

*****

Starting with our Monday sessions, my mom brought her phone and started a recording before setting it aside each time. She explained why during our morning time together.

"I talked with Nurse Emily last night and she told me it would help if I recorded our... sessions," she said looking a little embarrassed. "And then send them to her. That way she can give me better feedback on how you're progressing. She seemed to be pleased with what I've told her so far, though. She thinks you're definitely getting better, honey. Isn't that great!"

"Yeah... I'm feeling a lot better," I said.

"Well, let's get you nice and comfortable, ok?" She pulled the blankets aside and helped me lower my boxers and the shorts I slept in. With one hand, she lifted the bottle of lotion and deftly used her thumb to pop the top open, then squeezed a dab onto the head of my cock. Then she slowly stroked it into my cock.

She seemed to be very excited that I seemed to be getting harder more easily and spent a lot of time trying different stroking techniques, gauging my reactions. It was about ten minutes later that I started cumming and she quickly dropped her mouth to me, sliding me deep inside, taking every drop of my cum.

She even opened her mouth as she grabbed the camera, making sure to get a good shot of how much cum I'd given her, before swallowing it down.

Then, with a quick peck on my forehead, she told me she loved me and left.

*****

On Tuesday afternoon, my mom and I went to the grocery store. It was one of the regular activities we did together. We parked and went inside, grabbing a cart. As we walked through the aisles, I couldn't help but watch her ass as she walked ahead of me pushing the cart. Every now and then, she made it a point to keep her legs straight when she bent over, showing me a lot of ass. She was wearing thin shorts and a t-shirt, so there wasn't much material hiding her body. She looked at me when she did it, too, knowing the effect she was having on me.

In the produce section, she grabbed a cucumber and whispered to me, teasingly, as she stroked it, comparing my cock to it. Every minute we were in the store, she teased me more and more and I became very hard. I was walking a little funny by the time we reached the car again, because my cock was so hard in my pants. And people were starting to notice.

"Honey? You ok?" my mom asked as she slid into the driver's seat.

"No... I'm hard right now," I said, squirming in the passenger seat, trying to find a comfortable position.

"Do you need some help?" she asked, starting the car and putting it in gear. "You know... to take care of it."

"Yeah," I replied, opening my pants and sliding my hand inside to try to find a comfortable position for my erection.

"Wow... how can I resist that bulge in your pants?" she smiled as her hand snaked over the center console and she touched my thigh. She started driving through the parking lot towards the exit onto the main road. "I'm kind of turned on that you're so hard right now. I have to admit, my mouth is starting to water. I'm practically drooling." She slid her hand inside my boxers, grabbing my shaft.

"I would have thought our two-times-per-day sessions would be enough for you," she giggled. "Sorry, I guess I shouldn't have flirted with you in the grocery store. As an older woman, I'm just surprised young guys could even get excited by me."

She looked around as she turned onto the main street, heading towards home, looking to see what cars were near.

"I think we can do a handjob out here safely enough," she said, tugging a little at my boxers to push them out of the way. "This will satisfy some of my cravings, too. Can you pull your pants down?"

I lifted my hips and pushed my pants and boxers down to just under my knees. Her hand was freely jerking me off now. God, I felt so exposed and embarrassed. If a pickup truck drove by, they'd see everything.

"This is good, right?" she asked.

"Yeah... oh, fuck..." I moaned.

"I really like jerking a young guy's cock," she said, dividing her attention between the road and my erection. "You're so... responsive. And I'm definitely a big fan of your cock. It's so perfect."

She let go of me for a moment and spit into her hand. "I'm sorry I don't have the ointment... but I can use some of my spit. God, just feeling you in my hand... turns me on. I think your cock likes me." She slid her wet hand over my shaft. It slid much easier now.

"This feels... amazing," I panted, sitting back in my chair to give her lots of room and to try to get as low as possible, away from the windows and prying eyes. "But what if someone sees?"

She giggled. "You know, there's something erotic about being exposed... about the possibility of being caught. Doesn't that make you harder?" She swirled her hand over the head for a moment and felt the obvious precum that had leaked out. "Ooh, you give me a little preview of what's to come," she smiled. "Oh fuck, you're so horny!"

We drove down the road like that, her hand continually stroking me as we went. We even stopped at stoplights, but it didn't deter her, unless there was a higher car nearby.

"You know, that checkout girl was really hot," she said. "Did she do this? Did you think about fucking her? Is that what took you over the edge? I mean... her tits were really nice."

"Yeah... she was pretty good looking," I said, remembering her. But that wasn't who got me all excited.

"Do you think she had a tight, little pussy?" she asked, giggling. "Or maybe you'd prefer... mine."

"Oh my God!" I said, embarrassed.

She giggled. "I know baby... but you can think about things like that, right? I mean, that doesn't hurt anything. It just might... arouse you more?"

"I guess," I said, unconvinced. I wasn't supposed to think about things like that... even though I usually did. But there was no way I wanted her to know about my thoughts like that.

"Do you like thinking about things like that?" she asked, squeezing around the head of my cock. "About my pussy?"

"God mom!" I couldn't believe she was talking to me about that.

She giggled again. "Yeah, I bet you do."

"Oh fuck," I hissed. Her hand was stroking me faster now, sliding up and down my shaft. My cock was at full extension now and we were still several miles away from home. "That feels so good."

"Yeah?" she asked. "You like how I jerk your cock?"

"I love it. Oh fuck!" I moaned.

She giggled as she held my cock still, letting it stand upright to its full length. "Wow! I certainly made your dick hard, didn't I?"

"Yeah," I panted.

"It's so... beautiful," she giggled. She spat on her hand again to provide more lubrication. "I love it. Mmm, you feel so good in my hand, honey. And it just keeps getting bigger and bigger. You really like when I do this, don't you? I can tell. Just by looking at how big your cock is! I know I really enjoy it. You know, with a cock like this, I don't understand why you don't have a girlfriend. You'd think they'd be all over you. I know I would be."

"Oh my God," I groaned as I thought sexually about her... about her body... her tits... her pussy... and feeling my cock inside her.

"Are you close, honey?" she asked as she felt me shiver a little. "Let me go ahead and find a place to park for a moment." She turned the corner onto a side street, looking for a little private area. It took a minute, but she found one private enough and parked the car.

"I bet you want mommy's mouth around it, don't you?" she said, smiling. "So mommy can have all of your yummy cum. Let me see what I can do." She unfastened her seatbelt and turned towards me as best she could, leaning over the center console.

Her hand was stroking me faster as her mouth latched onto the head of my cock and she began sucking on it and flicking her tongue around it.

"Oh fuck," I moaned, feeling the extra pleasure and seeing her lips wrapped around my shaft.

"Mmhmm... mmhmm," she moaned, her hand working faster on my shaft.

And suddenly I came, gushing into her mouth as I always did. She giggled as she sat up, her mouth still clamped shut, her lips in a big smile.

"Oops," she said as her snickering made some cum leak out and drip onto her chin. She quickly swallowed my load and then wiped her chin with her hand.

"Oh my God!" she giggled, sitting back in her seat again. "That was so much cum!"

I closed my eyes and let my orgasm continue to wash over me. God, she was incredible. She certainly knew how to get me excited.

"Is that good?" she asked, putting her hand on mine. "Go ahead and get dressed again. We'll be home in just a few minutes." She started the car up again and we pulled out, heading home.

*****

On Wednesday morning, my mom came into my room again, this time without even knocking. Her long, black, satin robe flowed behind her. This was a different look than the past few days. I'd already pushed my covers aside, removed my shorts and boxers, and was stroking my shaft in anticipation of her coming in. It was starting to feel better and respond better to my own stroking, which I thought was a good thing. But we were only half-way through the treatment week and still had several days to go.

She started her recording and set her phone on my dresser, pointed right at us.

"You're such a naughty boy," my mom said as she walked back over to my bed. "I caught you with your dick in your hand this time."

"I'm... I'm sorry mom," I apologized, but didn't stop my stroking. "I was... waiting... for you and couldn't help myself."

"Don't worry," she said, crawling up onto the bed again. I removed my hand as she teasingly slid the tip of her finger up my length. It was bobbing with excitement. "There's not going to be any disciplinary action, or anything like that. On the contrary... I'm going to give you encouragement. I want you to touch your cock. I want you to ask me to help any time you need it. And... son... I want you... looking at me... while I slide my hand up and down your hard... hard... shaft."