Karen, his mother, saw it all from slitted eyes. At first she was disgusted with the girl, then decided maybe she didn’t know she was showing herself. But as she watched, it became obvious that the girl was teasing Richard. She glanced at her son and saw how he was pressing his fists into his lap, then looked back at the girl. She was seeing what he saw. The response that came over Karen surprised her. A twitch between her legs made her jump in surprise.
Karen saw the doctor in the doorway. They smiled and greeted each other as Karen led Richard into the office. Karen had been bringing her son to Dr. Sissy Reed for the past three years. She liked the woman, had a great deal of respect for her medical knowledge, and Sissy was also very good with her son.
Sitting in a comfortable chair, Richard next to her, Karen realized how attractive Sissy was. The doctor perched on a high stool, a clipboard and pen in her hands, braced on her knees. While Sissy questioned Richard about his health, Karen looked the doctor over.
Sissy was an unusually beautiful woman, tall with a very good figure, long dark hair and almond-shaped eyes, her skin was unblemished, very soft and creamy looking. She was the picture Karen would have of a young female doctor. Sissy wore a long lab coat over a becoming silk blouse and cotton skirt.
The long slit on the left side of her skirt drooped to reveal an expanse of well-tanned flesh. Karen wasn’t listening to the medical questions directed at her son; she was fascinated by Sissy. After all this time, Karen was seeing the doctor as a very desirable woman.
Karen crossed her legs and noticed a glance from Sissy, but Sissy had glanced at her legs, not her face. Karen felt, or sensed, a definite attraction between them. Used to men and women giving her admiring looks, Karen paid no attention.
“Have you been visiting your father,” Karen heard Sissy asking Richard.
“He doesn’t much care for his new stepmother,” Karen answered for her son.
“I see,” Sissy murmured. “I bet Richard is a mother’s boy, right?”
“Not in the derogatory sense,” Karen went on. “He’s all guy, but I think he loves me very much.”
Richard looked up at his mother with a smile, then back to the doctor. “I’m always gonna be with my mom. I ain’t never gonna leave her, like my dad did.”
“Good!” Sissy exclaimed.
While Sissy continued the questions, Karen noticed the doctor’s knees were parting. They moved slowly away from each other, as if Sissy was too absorbed to notice. Karen saw the creamy inner softness of the doctor’s thighs, then noticed that her son was seeing it, too. Again, his hands were shoved between his thighs, but he was bold, never flinching his eyes from Sissy’s slowly parting knees. Karen’s breath caught when she saw the tight crotch of Sissy’s panties. She wondered if she should let the woman know, since she was so preoccupied with her questions. Richard was answering in grunts now.
Sissy lowered one foot, the creamy smoothness of her thigh becoming more exposed. Then Sissy reached for something on her desk. Her thighs parted wide, and strands of her cunt hair flashed quickly. Karen heard her son make a stifled moan, and saw him press his wrists harder into his crotch.
“Okay, honey,” Sissy said, sliding from the stool. “Hop up on the table. You know the routine by this time.”
Karen was amused to see her son trying to conceal his bulging cock as he climbed onto the examining table. Usually Sissy asked for her help, but this time she unbuttoned Richard’s shirt and removed it herself. Karen thought Sissy was caressing her son’s bare chest more than examining it, but knowing nothing of medicine, she wasn’t sure. When Sissy began listening to his chest, Karen noticed that the doctor was very slowly and lightly rubbing one of her tits against Richard’s upper arm. She knew that was not part of an examination.
“Sounds great,” Sissy announced, standing in front of Richard, lifting his arms. She put her hands on his shoulders. “Hold your arms toward me.”
Richard shoved his hands out as if reaching for Sissy’s swelling tits. Karen watched, more interested than surprised, as Sissy brought Richard’s shoulders forward, causing his outstretched hands to cross. Her gaze followed her son’s hands, and saw them brush over Sissy’s tits. She thought she saw the woman tremble slightly.
“That’s good, Richard,” Sissy said, her voice suddenly quite low, a throaty sound. “Now, lie back and let’s see what’s going on in your tummy.”
Karen watched Sissy probe her son’s stomach in a professional manner. Then when she began to unbuckle Richard’s pants he suddenly grabbed them.
“Hey, fella,” Sissy grinned. “You’re not turning bashful on me now, are you?”
Karen knew why her son grabbed his pants; his cock was still hard and he didn’t want to have it exposed. There was a playful tug of war between Sissy and Richard, with Sissy tickling him, making him giggle and squirm.
At the right opportunity, Sissy jerked Richard’s pants to his knees. Richard flung an arm over his eyes bashfully as his cock reared up in throbbing hardness.
“You don’t have anything to be bashful about, Richard,” Sissy said, her voice unmistakably husky.
The woman’s long fingers moved up and down his thigh in a caressing manner, and it seemed to Karen that the woman gazed hungrily at his upstanding cock. Karen found that she was becoming aroused, her cuntjuice seeping into the crotch of her panties. Her eyes were glowing as she gazed at her son’s hard cock and the way Sissy stroked her hand up and down his thigh. Karen felt heat between her legs, and squeezed them tightly. She was leaning forward slightly, watching the way her son’s cock jerked. Sissy was standing on the opposite side of the table, facing Karen. Sissy glanced at Karen, and the two women stared into each other’s eyes for a long moment. There was a tense atmosphere in the office.
“This is normal,” Sissy said, indicating Richard’s beautiful hard-on. “He’s of the age now where it will happen quite often.” It was an unnecessary explanation, and Karen knew it. “Richard is remarkably well developed. We’ve got to see if there are any lumps in his bal… testicles.”
Karen felt an anticipation come over her, hoping Sissy would touch her son’s balls, maybe his cock. She had never felt that way about her son before, and it shook her momentarily. She wanted to touch him, grip his cock and squeeze it, fondle his balls.
When Sissy’s fingers moved toward Richard’s balls, Karen saw that she moved slowly, caressing, on his inner thigh. Her son’s body was trembling, but he still kept his eyes covered with his arm. Karen heard a soft sigh come from Sissy as her fingers gently prodded Richard’s balls. It was obvious to Karen that the woman was not feeling for any lumps, but feeling his balls for the sheer pleasure of it.
Richard was moaning softly, trying to keep from twisting on the table. Karen’s eyes smoldered now, gazing at every move Sissy’s fingers made. Sissy, through lowered lashes, watched the reaction this was having on Karen. She was pleased by what she saw, the way Karen writhed her ass on the chair, her lips open as she gasped quietly, eyes boiling hot.
Karen watched Sissy’s fingers lift Richard’s balls, cradling them in her palm, giving them gentle squeezes. Each time she squeezed, Richard’s cock jerked, and his prick seemed to be dripping more. In fact a drop of fluid had started to run along the smoothly swollen head of his cock. She ran her tongue over her lips as she watched the fluid trickling down his prickshaft.
Sissy slipped her thumb and forefinger to the base of Richard’s cock, and Karen wasn’t surprised now when the woman pulled upward on it, bringing a glistening bead of juice to his piss hole. All pretense of examination was over. It was now obvious to Karen that her son’s doctor was more interested in Richard’s cock and balls than continuing with her exam.
Sissy, was trying to make it look professional, but failed at times. Karen thought perhaps Sissy was playing a waiting game, wanting to find out what Karen would do if she simply grasped Richard’s cock and jacked it off. She was sure that if she had waited in the outer office, Sissy would have done jus
t that.
Sissy was back at his balls now, squeezing them tenderly, her eyes looking down with an expression that was anything but professional. The way her tits rose and fell under her silk blouse told Karen that the woman was intensely excited, and becoming more so. Karen felt she should say, something, to put a stop to this here and now. Yet she was as excited as the doctor.
While Sissy fondled his balls, Richard gave a moan, and his cock suddenly gushed.
“Ohhhhh!” Sissy moaned.
“Ahhhhhh!” Karen hissed.
Sissy squeezed Richard’s balls hard now as she and Karen watched come juice spurt high into the air, then arc over and fall onto Richard’s stomach. The creamy come splashed down until his stomach was coated, glistening wetly. Sissy, Karen saw with hot eyes, grasped the base of Richard’s cock and squeezed it, her tongue licking her lips. Richard spewed jism for a long time, more than Karen thought possible. His cock jerked wildly as Sissy gripped it at the base, a glob of come almost striking her chin.
“Wonderful,” Sissy mewled. Then she pretended to become professional again. “That’s the proper reaction for a teen his age, Karen. It was expected. I’d say Richard is very healthy.”
She cleaned Richard’s stomach with tissue, then wiped the head of his cock. Her voice seemed unusually throaty and Karen understood it. She was afraid to use her own voice, afraid it would betray her excitement. She nodded her head in agreement with Sissy, but her gaze remained on her son’s cock. Surprisingly, his prick was still quite hard.
Sissy turned from him. “You can pull your pants up now, honey. I think we’re finished for now.” She sat at her desk and wrote into his chart for a few moments, then swung her chair around to face Karen, crossing her long legs, the slit of her skirt falling away. Richard had his pants up and was buttoning his shin, his face a bit pink, but there was a shy smile on his face.
“Karen, I’d like to see Richard again next week. I found nothing wrong with him, but there are a few more things I’d like to try.”
Karen nodded her head, looking at Sissy’s exposed thigh. “If you want,” she said, her voice quivering.
“He’s such a big teen,” Sissy said, smiling at Richard, who was now dressed and sitting on the table. “There’s no need for you to come with him. I’m sure there are many things you want to do besides bring your son to a doctor’s office.”
Their eyes met, and for a moment Karen saw the hungry desire in the woman’s eyes. She was sure what Sissy meant: alone with Richard, she could get away with things. Today had been, she thought, accidental. It was obvious to Karen that Sissy wanted to do more with Richard, maybe fuck him.
“I don’t mind,” she said softly.
“I want my Mom with me,” Richard replied.
For a moment Karen thought she saw embarrassment in Sissy’s eyes, but that wasn’t it at all. It was something else, speculation maybe.
“Well, I guess that’s it for this time. And by the way, this exam is on me. You won’t get a bill, Karen.”
Sissy had a grin on her beautiful face when she saw that his cock still bulged against the front of his pants. With all pretense gone, Sissy ran her palm over him, petting his cock. “Yes, I’d say Richard was very well developed for his age. Now, remember, next week.”
CHAPTER TWO
The image of her son on the examining table refused to leave her mind.
For the next two days, Karen seemed to be in a constant state of arousal, her tits swollen, her nipples extremely sensitive, her cunt pulsating wetly. She was more excited than she could remember, even more than that long-ago day when she found out she not only loved to fuck, but craved a hard cock the way some girls craved to date the campus hero.
Since visiting Sissy’s office, she noticed, too, that Richard stayed in the house more than ever. He had no interest in racing about the neighborhood, playing ball, riding his bike or anything else but being with her. He was, at first, shy when they came from the doctor’s office, quiet and seemingly embarrassed that she had seen his cock shoot jism. But before bedtime that night, he was a chatterbox, talking a mile a minute about anything and everything but what had happened earlier.
Karen wasn’t about to let him make his next appointment alone. She wanted to see what happened next. She admitted to herself that she wanted to see her son’s cock and balls, watch Sissy make him come again. On the other hand, she felt a burning desire to give his balls a squeeze, herself, to feel his cock throbbing in her hand, making him come.
Now, two days later, she was aware that Richard walked about with a hard-on most of the time, not even trying to keep her from seeing it. He seemed proud of his hard cock, glancing at her often to see if she was noticing it. Karen was seeing his prick, all right. She couldn’t keep her eyes, off the front of his pants, watching his cock bulge against them, her hands itching to take it, her cunt pulsating for his prickhead, her mouth watering in cocksucking hunger.
It was almost ten in the evening, and she sat on the couch in the living room. Her son sprawled in a chair, his legs stretched out. The front of his pants bulged, as it had been for the past two days. Karen looked at him openly, no longer secretly looking. She enjoyed seeing his cock hard and there was no reason why she should not look.
“Richard,” she said, her voice soft. “Did you enjoy your examination?”
“It was the best yet,” he said. “You know it was, Mom.”
“I thought so,” she said, nervously smiling. “Any teen would enjoy being examined that way, I’m sure.”
“You wanna examine me, Mom?” he asked, giggling. His hands acted as if he was going to open his pants.
“You wouldn’t dare,” she said, her eyes blazing with heated desire.
“I would too!”
She saw his eyes sparkling. “I guess you would, wouldn’t you?”
“Sure. Why not?”
For a moment Karen made no reply, her tongue licking over her lips.
“That’s right… why not?” she whispered, her cunt starting to swell in the tight confines of her panties. “It wouldn’t be the first time, would it?”
Richard laughed as his fingers opened his pants. Karen stared hotly at him, watching as he jerked his fly wide, a hand digging inside, then pulling his cock out. She gasped with pleasure as she saw it, long and throbbing, the head so smooth and round.
“Oh, my God!” she hissed, leaning forward, her fingers digging into the cushions of the couch. “Richard!”
“You wanna examine me, Mom?” her son asked, his voice showing excitement. “I don’t mind; you can examine me he way the doctor did.”
Karen gasped when he stood up, his cock standing out very hard. As he started toward her, his cock pointing the way, she drew back, but her gaze never left his cock. When he stood in front of her, her hand lifted from the couch and started reaching for his cock. She stopped a few inches away. Richard shoved his pants down to his knees, holding his shirt up, his hips arching forward.
Staring at his cock and balls, Karen knew there was no way she could stop herself from touching him. With a moan, she reached out to cup his balls. They felt so good in her palm, her cunt almost convulsed into, orgasm. She squeezed her thighs tightly, and her fingers closed about his balls tenderly. His cock jerked up and down, beaded at his piss hole with seeping pre-cum.
“Ohhhh, baby!” she hissed, fondling his balls. “You’re so beautiful! So very beautiful!”
Her other hand gripped his cock. The hot throbbing feel of her son’s cock sent rippling shock waves through her. She gave his cock a squeeze, feeling it respond with powerful pulsations, his prickhead becoming more swollen. Her cunt was on fire, her clit swollen almost painfully now. She could not, now that she had his cock in her fist, resist pumping it. She watched her tight fist move, stroking back and forth, his prickhead disappearing and reappearing between her fingers.
“You examine me better than Doctor Reed, Mom,” Richard said, his voice husky now. He shoved his hips forward, not at all bash
ful, fucking into his mother’s tight fist.
Karen looked up at him, her eyes smoldering with intense desire. “That’s because I’m not examining you, darling,” she whispered huskily. “I’m… I’m playing with it.”
She gripped her son’s cock hard, letting him fuck into her fist, her eyes glazed as she watched his prick dripping, making her palm slippery. Her cunt twitched and burned, her ass writhing against the cushions. She spread her knees to allow her son to stand between them, his legs pushing her dress up. A gasp came from her when Richard placed his palms on her tits, his fingers curling about them.
“I’m gonna examine you, too, Mom!” he said in a high-pitched voice. “If you can examine me, I can do it to you, too.”
Karen’s tits tingled beneath his fingers, her nipples very hard, pressing into his hands. She wore a sundress, with two flimsy straps holding it up. The elastic about her tits was suddenly pulled away by his hand, and she purred softly when he slid a hand into it, cupping her tit. Her body shivered in pleasure when he squeezed as if he knew exactly how to make her feel good. He kept pumping his cock back and forth, fucking her fist. Karen placed a hand on his hip, moving around to his ass. Clutching his cock in her right hand, she dug the fingers of her left hand into his tight asscheek.
“Are you about to come again, Richard?” she gasped in a hot voice. “The way you did for Sissy?”
“I think so, Mom!” he groaned, thrusting his cock into her hand faster. “Oh, I think I am!”
She felt his cock swelling and throbbing, and without thinking, she suddenly jerked down the top of her sundress, breaking the slender straps. Her straining tits came free, and almost in the same movement, she closed her tits and grasped her son’s cock between them just as he came.
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