Confined In Montreal: Day 4 (March 25)

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I was concerned that things would be very weird the next morning. How were we going to recover from such an intimate and unusual experience? My concerns were quickly cast aside, at least temporarily, when I woke up with a huge boner. As soon as I regained consciousness, I felt sexual urges for my mother again. At first, I stayed in bed for a bit and thought of jerking off before stepping out into the real world. But as I began to touch myself, I was way too excited to stay in my room and decided to join my mother in the kitchen.She appeared to be normal and relaxed. She was wearing her light blue nightgown, perhaps my favourite one. A nightgown is always sexy, but she was decently covered, nothing too provocative. I could still guess the curves underneath the thin material and seeing the shadow of her protruding nipples was a big turn on. I needed no further stimulation to be aroused. I was wearing pajama boxers which were slightly more forgiving than my training pants but soon my mother noticed my bulge anyway.“Did you sleep şişli escort well, honey?” my mother asked with a warm and comforting smile.“Yes, mom. How about yourself?” I responded.“Oh, I slept very well!” she replied while laughing nervously.“I think being confined is driving me somewhat crazy. I’m sorry for what happened yesterday,” I willingly confided.“Don’t worry, son. You’re grown up now. We can talk about those things,” she said reassuringly.“Okay thanks, mom. I still feel very bad though. I’m afraid what happened will prevent us from having a healthy relationship moving forward,” I explained.“Don’t be silly, John. For some reason, our society frowns upon the most natural, pleasurable and loving act between consenting adults who deeply love each other. I don’t understand why things have to be that way,” my mother responded.“I think you’re right,” I replied. “I guess I’m having a hard time dealing with guilt.”“I’m so proud of you, son. You don’t have to feel guilty. What happened was completely natural. şişli escort bayan You have grown into a very handsome man,” my mom said to me. “I’m going to prepare myself coffee, and then perhaps we can relax on the couch?”“Yes, mom, sure,” I responded. I was somewhat relieved that mom was taking it so well.I slipped away for a moment to brush my teeth. I came out of the bathroom wearing tight boxers and a T-shirt, and found my mom on her couch, with her nightgown slightly open. I had the reflex to walk toward my own couch, but my mom insisted I sit next to her. We watched TV and did some small talk for a while before shifting topics. Not sure how it happened, but somehow the conversation turned to sex. She asked me how often I masturbate, what I like to think about. I was very excited. I confided that I often think about her when I masturbate. In fact, I loved thinking about her in my most intimate moments, the pleasure was addictive.My mom seemed shocked by my admission. She wanted more details, mecidiyeköy escort asked me how I felt when I came and thought of her, and wondered how it all started. I was only too happy to answer her questions as it allowed me to express myself openly and I was so excited to do so. At last, I was able to live my most forbidden fantasy.“Mom, I’m so excited,” I started.“I know you are, honey,” she answered.“Mom, do you think you could play with my foreskin again, like you did yesterday?” I asked her.“You enjoyed that, didn’t you, John?” she replied.“It was amazing,” I responded before adding that I was sorry to have stained her shirt.“Forgot about the shirt, will you?” my mother said. “Why don’t you come closer and rest your head on my lap.”I snuggled up against her as she opened her nightgown a bit further and released one of her breasts. I had the instinctive reaction to reach out for her nipple and began suckling on it. My mother relaxed and fondled my hair. It was such a pure moment of tenderness. People who think this is unacceptable behaviour don’t know what they are missing.My mom slowly reached down between my legs. She slid her hand underneath my boxers and found a throbbing erection. At first, she fondled my testicles before grabbing my foreskin and pulling it back and forth very slowly.

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