Nurse Mommy (Part 1/4)
(This is an attempt I made at turning a clichéd premise into something with genuine heat and interesting character dynamics. I completed the story 4 years ago, but I still like it. I'll post all four parts here in time.)
Nobody quite knows just how often they use their hands until they can’t use them anymore.
Jason discovered that fact over and over again since suffering severe burns on both his hands in a work accident.
Thankfully, Jason was told that he was expected to make a full recovery in a matter of weeks, albeit with some visible scarring on his hands. It was a best case scenario in his mind. All he had to do was wait out two weeks in his room with very limited functionality.
He attempted to have a sip of water, but even that simple task proved to be rather complicated. He had to hike himself up onto his elbows and lean over to the long straw that stuck out from his large water glass. Then he proceeded to carefully drink from the straw without knocking over the glass or pulling out the straw.
Jason had improved his technique but it was still a laborious process for what would normally be a very simple task. He had no idea how he would have survived if his mother Carol hadn’t insisted on coming to stay with him while he recovered.
“Jason, sweetie? Can I come in?”
Jason released the straw from his lips and lay back down on his bed.
“Sure, Mom!”
Carol entered the door slowly. She wore a yellow dress with a loose grey sweater over it and she leaned up against the wall.
“Just checking in,” she said with a warm concerned smile. “You haven’t used the bell I got for you yet!”
“I feel weird about using that, Mom,” Jason said sheepishly. He looked at the little silver call bell that Carol had put beside his bed.
“Never hesitate to call on me!” she had said when she gave it to him. “Even for the smallest things!”
The idea was tempting to Jason, but he couldn’t bring himself to actually call on his mother for every little thing.
“Nonsense,” said Carol. “Why else am I here?”
Carol walked into the room and checked Jason’s water. She picked the glass up and shook it with a disapproving look on her face.
“This is empty, Jason!”
“I literally just finished it before you got in here!” Jason replied.
Carol raised her eyebrows and gave her son a distrustful look, but Jason smirked in response. The two burst out laughing.
“I’m sorry, I’ll start calling on you more,” Jason conceded.
“Good,” Carol said. “And I know it’s awkward, but it’s been two days, you’re going to have to shower soon.”
“I’ll find a way to manage that on my own,” Jason said.
“Don’t make it weird, Jason, it wouldn’t be anything I haven’t seen before,” Carol said.
“Yeah, ages ago!” Jason replied. “I’m twenty five now. It’s different.”
“Well one thing at a time,” Carol said. She shook her head and lightly rolled her eyes. “I’ll fill this up for you. How’s lunch in 45 minutes? Bacon grilled cheese.”
“Sounds perfect,” said Jason.
Jason smiled and watched as his mother left and closed the door behind him.
Jason hadn’t been doted on in years and although it sucked to not have the use of his hands, he was soaking up every moment of the prince treatment.
There was one unexpected downside to the situation, however.
Jason’s mom was hot. Really hot.
It was something that Jason had always known, but until Carol came to stay with him and take care of him, it hadn’t been a problem.
Sure, she was a gorgeous woman with a body from a wet dream, but it hadn’t been a concern for Jason. She was his mom, so he hadn’t ever thought of her in that way. Not really.
He was guilty of a few glances at his mom’s enormous chest or her thick swaying ass, but it was never anything that led to a fantasy.
At least not until that week.
Jason had no idea how badly just two days without masturbating was going to affect him. To make matters worse, Jason’s only way of using his computer or changing the channel on his TV was to ask his mother.
It was embarrassing, but Jason had to admit that his inability to release his pent up sexual energy was making being around his mother more difficult.
Jason tried to put the image of Carol leaving his room out of his head but he was already starting to grow hard remembering how amazing her ass looked from behind and how perfectly it swayed in her well-fitting dress.
Jason groaned out loud to feel his cock begin to grow in his pants. His mom was right. He needed to shower badly.
Although he may have been embarrassed to have his mother undress him, Jason likely could have survived that situation if it wasn’t for the fact that he knew that he would be guaranteed to have a raging erection.
Jason did his best to concentrate on the sitcom that was autoplaying on his Netflix but it still took an entire episode for his bewildered, ignored cock to finally settle down.
Two episodes later and once again Carol’s knock came on his door.
“Are you hungry?” Carol called out in a sing-song voice.
“You can just come in, Mom,” Jason said. It wasn’t like he could be doing anything that he needed warning about, he thought to himself.
No matter how hard Jason tried to concentrate, he was unable to keep his erection down just in anticipation of seeing his sexy mother.
“It’s just polite to knock,” Carol said in her warm breezy tone and opened the door for Jason. “But I’ll keep that in mind.”
Carol wore the same yellow dress from earlier but wore a white apron instead of a grey sweater. Jason wasn’t sure if he had ever seen his mother in an apron before.
“That looks amazing, Mom,” Jason said and eyed the sandwich that was oozing melted cheese and looked to be stuffed with perfectly fried bacon.
“Anything for my brave boy,” Carol purred and sat down beside Jason’s bed and onto the stool she had set up there for that very purpose.
“This is never going to stop being embarrassing,” Jason mumbled and he pushed himself up into a sitting position.
“Here comes the airplane!” Carol teased and pulled one half of the grilled cheese up into the air.
“Mom, please!” Jason said but he couldn’t help and smile at his mother’s antics.
“Open wide!” she said and brought the food right to Jason’s mouth.
“Seriously,” Jason said and focused on the food so that he could take a big bite. The moment he did his eyes bulged. “Oh! Hot!”
Jason held his mouth open to let the food cool down a little and Carol pulled the half of the sandwich back and looked embarrassed.
“Oh I’m sorry sweetie,” she said. “I thought it would have cooled off more by now!”
Jason nodded and held his mouth open for a moment longer.
After Jason was able to swallow the piece in his mouth, the rest of his meal went more smoothly. Carol stopped teasing him and the grilled cheese cooled off enough to eat.
But after a few more bites, Jason felt himself wishing for those distractions back. As Carol fed him in attentive silence, Jason couldn’t help but notice how nice she smelled or how her huge breasts moved under her dress.
It seemed as though Carol was feeling a little awkward as well because she was the first to chirp in with small talk.
“Are you still enjoying the show you’re watching?” Carol asked in reference to the long-running sitcom playing in the background.
“Yeah, I think I can last a few more seasons,” Jason admitted. “It’s not very good, but I’m looking for easy stuff to pass the time.”
“Oh don’t tell me that you’re getting back together with Julie,” said Carol.
It took Jason a moment to get the joke but when he did he looked at his mother in shock.
“Mom!” he exclaimed.
“I’m joking, sweetie!” Carol said. “Mostly.”
“I dated her for two years, you know!” Jason said.
Although Jason was a little embarrassed at his mother’s comments, he felt more relief than anything. Jason and his Mom had always been close, but sometimes it felt like he hadn’t been able to truly confide in her as much recently. Jason wondered if part of the reason was that his mother didn’t love his taste in women.
“Yes, and you never once thanked me for putting up with her,” Carol said with a smirk. “Now open up. One more bite.”
Jason gave his mother a withering look and then - without thinking - his eyes moved down to her bust. If Carol had been wearing a tank top, the view of her cleavage would have been absolutely perfect from Jason’s angle, but just the curve of them alone was enough to make Jason let out a groan.
Jason’s eyes shot back up to the food that his mother was feeding him and he took that last bite.
“It’s so good, Mom!” Jason said with his mouth full in a pathetic attempt to re-frame his horny noise.
Whether it was out of obliviousness or grace, Jason wasn’t sure, but Carol simply gave Jason a kind smile.
“I’m glad you liked it,” Carol said and stood up with the plate. “Please use the bell if you need anything at all, Jason. Even company. I mean it.”
“I know, Mom,” said Jason.
Carol gave him another smile, although it had a tinge of something that Jason couldn’t put his finger on. Concern? Pity? Neither seemed quite right.
The moment Carol left, Jason rubbed his right cast over his crotch. The relief it brought his aching throbbing cock just made it worse. Even if Jason was able to bring himself to orgasm, he knew that he would need to call on his mom to clean up the mess. That seemed to be the worst out of all the possible situations to Jason.
His erection was far more persistent than it had been earlier. Jason couldn’t stop thinking about his mother’s beautiful face speaking in her soft loving tone as she fed him one of his favourite foods. Her breasts were so massive and perfectly shaped. She was a goddess. Jason suddenly wondered why he hadn’t always lusted after her.
It felt unbearable. He needed release. His mind raced on what he should do. Should he just explain the situation to her? Carol was a rational woman, surely she would understand the circumstances.
Then again, maybe it would be better to pretend like it was all an accident. Perhaps, Jason thought, he could finally ask for help with taking a shower and then he could awkwardly rub one out after his Mom left him alone? That way would at least be cleaner and provide relief.
That was it, Jason decided. He would just find a way to get off in the shower. That way he might finally stop fantasizing about his own mother.
It was a long and uncomfortable process but Jason’s erection eventually subsided. He did his best to concentrate on the mindless, never-ending sitcom in front of him but after a few more hours his mind couldn’t help but drift once more.
Against his better judgment, Jason imagined what his mother might look like in a bikini.
Although Carol was fashionable, she had found a way to downplay her curvy body in almost every scenario. Jeans and a tank top was still the most revealing outfit Jason had ever seen his mother in.
“I bet those tits would look so fucking amazing,” Jason grunted as his imagination conjured his own mother in a little black bikini.
“Do you like Mommy’s titties, baby?” Carol purred in Jason’s head. “I could bounce them just for you. Anything you want, sweetie, just ring the bell.”
“Ohhh fuuuuck,” Jason moaned. He brought his cast back over to his crotch. He was already rock hard again. It was like no time had passed. Jason could practically smell his mother as she leaned forward to feed him. She was so nurturing. She was so submissive. She was so-
“I was thinking that maybe we could watch a movie tonight!” Carol said while she strode into the room.
Jason moved his arm away from his crotch so quickly that he knocked over the stool beside his bed.
“Mom! Can’t you knock?” Jason shouted without thinking.
“You told me I didn’t have to!” Carol replied defensively.
Jason’s complete lack of subtlety and Carol’s sharp intuition made it clear to both of them that they both knew what Jason had been doing.
Luckily it was only Jason who knew what he had been thinking about.
“I can come back later,” Carol added.
“No it’s fine,” Jason said with a frustrated sigh. “It’s... it’s not really like I can do much. It doesn’t really work.”
Carol seemed to be relieved that Jason was talking openly about it and she picked up the stool and took a seat. Jason admired her form in the process, despite his better judgment.
“I thought that sort of thing might end up being a problem for you,” Carol said thoughtfully. “I didn’t want to mention it because I thought it might be awkward for you, but I guess here we are anyway.”
“It’s fine,” Jason said. “It is what it is. Talking about it isn’t really going to make it any better.”
“Well...” Carol started and then took a long pause.
Jason’s heart thumped but he didn’t dare let his imagination wander.
“Oh never mind,” she said.
“No, what?” Jason asked a bit too eagerly.
“Well I didn’t want to freak you out,” Carol said slowly. “But I thought that maybe I could offer to help you out. Simply a means to an end, that’s all. It would have to be very clinical.”
Jason couldn’t believe his ears. Nothing sounded better to Jason’s desperately horny ears than a soft hand wrapping around his cock. Even if he hadn’t just been fantasizing about her in a bikini, Jason knew that he would never have denied his mother’s suggestion. Still, he knew he needed to play it cool.
“Are you sure?” Jason asked. “Wouldn’t that be, like, super weird?”
“It wouldn’t have to be,” Carol said. She talked in a matter-of-fact tone, but Jason knew his mother well enough to know that she was feeling embarrassed. “Like I said, it would be clinical. Plus you could close your eyes and pretend it was somebody else. That’s probably what you should do, now that I think about it.”
“I guess that’s true,” Jason said. He felt disappointed for a moment until he realized that he could just pretend to pretend.
“Plus it would be nice for me to not have to walk into the room and see my son with a boner twenty four seven,” Carol added with a snarky grin.
“Mom!” Jason said. His already bulging cock pulsed. Both Carol and Jason looked down at it and then quickly looked away.
“Well?” Carol asked.
“I...” Jason felt light-headed. His mouth was dry. He knew his answer but it still felt so difficult to say it out loud.
“Feel free to say no,” Carol quickly added. “Truly. I really don’t want to put you in an awkward position. But you’re an adult and if I just use my hand I really don’t think it will be a problem.”
“No, I appreciate that,” Jason said. “You’re right. I’ll just close my eyes and pretend it’s someone else. I think it will make this situation a lot less frustrating for me.”
“Okay then,” Carol said. “Well...”
Jason smirked nervously. Carol did the same.
“It’s just a procedure,” Jason said and closed his eyes.
“That’s right,” Carol replied. “Just think of it like a nurse doing her job.”
A nurse, Jason thought to himself. His mind immediately placed his curvy gorgeous mother in a stereotypical slutty nurse outfit. Her legs were long, her skirt was short, her cleavage was overflowing, and her lips were bright red.
Jason couldn’t hear anything and he didn’t dare to open his eyes so he just continued to fantasize about his mother in a tight little nurse costume. She bent forward for him and Jason soaked up the conjured image of her enormous breasts jiggling in the low cut uniform.
Just as Jason was picturing his mother disrobing in his mind, he felt hands on his pants. Before he could help himself Jason gasped loudly. Carol’s hands stopped for a moment but she said nothing and then continued to work to pull his pants down.
Jason couldn’t believe it. His mother was actually stripping him down with the intention to jerk him off. His cock was bulging and pulsing. Jason worried that he would cum way too quickly.
Carol pulled down Jason’s pants to his knees and even in just his boxers he felt exposed. He felt like he was a teenager again, about to be touched for the first time.
Jason was curious to open his eyes and study his mother’s expression. Was she nervous? It felt like she was moving slowly for something that she had described as a clinical process. Was she having second thoughts?
Then Carol’s hand pushed down on Jason’s thick hard cock over his boxers. He couldn’t help but groan. He hadn’t been able to even masturbate in days, much less feel somebody else’s hand on him. Her touch was delicate but confident. Her fingers wrapped around Jason’s shaft over his boxers until she made a fist. Then she began to tug.
“Unnnhhhh,” Jason groaned. He didn’t care about making noise. It felt amazing to feel a hand on his cock and he loved knowing that it was his sexy mother who was doing it. She didn’t have to know that he wasn’t actually picturing somebody different.
Carol said nothing in response to Jason’s lewd moaning. She continued to silently slide her hand up and down Jason’s big dick.
Jason didn’t know if his mom was going to perform the whole handjob over his boxers but he appreciated the fact that she had started that way. It helped him not reach orgasm too quickly.
Jason had always enjoyed the feeling of a handjob, but none of his girlfriends or hookups ever jerked him for more than a few seconds. It seemed like, to them, a handjob was just a method used to get or keep him hard before sex.
To have somebody actually focus on his cock with just her hand was a wonderful thing. He felt pampered.
Carol’s movements were fluid and organic. She didn’t jerk her son robotically despite her use of the word ‘clinical’. Her fingers spread apart and tightened and she sometimes pulled Jason’s cock down to its base and held it there for a moment. Her handjob was unpredictable without being erratic. It was loving without being soft or dull. Jason was in heaven.
“Oh fuck that feels good,” Jason grunted. Carol’s hand tightened and she stopped for a moment.
“Shh, sweetie,” Carol’s voice hissed through closed teeth.
Jason felt a shock of excitement. His mom’s voice told him that she was embarrassed by what was happening but in a way that made him feel like she might be enjoying it more than she expected.
Still, Jason respected his mother’s wishes and ensured that he kept himself quiet.
He had been so ready to burst for so long, and yet had been denied so many times that he was surprised to notice that he seemed to be lasting quite well. Carol’s hand gripped tighter and jerked him faster but he still felt a distance from an orgasm.
Jason tried to picture what his mother looked like in that moment. He tried to imagine how her massive breasts might be swaying under her body as her hand ran up and down his length. He pictured her face as slightly flushed as she stared at her own son’s cock while she pleasured it.
Then without warning Carol’s hand pulled at the elastic of Jason’s boxers. Jason clutched onto the sides of his bed and bit his lip in an effort to hold back a horny grunt. His huge, thick, 9 inch cock sprung into view. Jason couldn’t believe how good it felt to have his cock freed after it had been straining against his clothing for so long.
Carol didn’t hesitate. Her hand was cool and gripped Jason’s shaft with just enough tension before starting to pump.
Jason had to use all his effort to not make noise. His mom’s hand felt so amazing on his cock and just the situation alone was enough to drive him wild.
He wanted to last but his cock seemed to finally understand that the pleasure was for real and after just a few firm tugs on his dick with his mother’s bare hand, he knew it was going to blow.
“M-Mom, I’m going to... I’m...”
“It’s okay, sweetie,” Carol said. “Let it out.”
Jason groaned and bucked on the bed. He finally opened his eyes and looked right at his mom the moment the first rope of cum shot out from his cock.
Although Jason had been picturing it, it was still a shock to see his mother’s face flushed. For all her talk of it being something practical, it was clear that it was having an effect on her as well.
Jason couldn’t bear to look away as his cock jerked and spasmed and shot out huge wads of cum. He knew he was backed up, but Jason couldn’t believe just how much flew from his dick and just how far it shot. His shirt was covered in cum a matter of seconds and jet after jet of the stuff continued to shoot out.
“You really were backed up, huh?” Carol asked with a laugh.
After Jason finally stopped cumming, Carol took her hand off his cock unceremoniously and immediately reached for a nearby roll of paper towel. She wiped her hands off and turned to her son. The submissive excitement that Jason had detected in her was no longer anywhere to be found.
“I think I’ll need a shower,” Jason said sheepishly.
“Well of course you will,” Carol said in a matter-of-fact voice. “Get up. I need to do laundry anyway.”
What proceeded felt far more clinical to Jason than the handjob itself. Carol helped Jason out of the rest of his clothing and then left him alone to get to the shower himself. She told him to call her when he was done so that she could help him get dry and put on fresh clothing.
Jason did as he was told. He didn’t have a great way to wash up in the shower and had been secretly hoping that his mom would offer to come in with him to help out, but she did no such thing. He had to just stand under the spray for a long enough time until he felt like all the cum finally left his skin.
When Jason was finished, Carol helped him dry off and get dressed just as she promised, but she was very businesslike about the whole thing. She ignored Jason when he tried to joke and left as soon as he was fully dressed.
It wasn’t that Carol was being cold exactly, but she was behaving nothing like the nurturing and loving mother she had been up until that point.
Jason wasn’t particularly bothered by his mother’s attitude, but it did make him worry that perhaps she regretted what they had done.
Jason hoped that wasn’t true because he knew that he didn’t regret a thing.
When Jason was back laying down in his bed he had no choice but to realize that he felt no remorse whatsoever. His cock felt completely spent and satisfied and all he could do was fill with excited joy remembering that his gorgeous busty mother had given him a handjob.
After a lifetime of no sexual thoughts about his mother, Jason felt completely comfortable diving down that taboo rabbit hole. The floodgates had been opened and something just felt right about it.
It was a simple and brief handjob, but nobody had touched Jason’s cock like that in his life. Even with his eyes closed Jason could sense his mother’s skill and care. She simply knew how to touch a cock.
Unlike his past lovers, Carol treated his cock as more than just a means to an end. It was as if she actually wanted to touch it; as if the handjob was just as much for her.
“Oh Mommy,” Jason groaned softly to himself. He brought his right cast over to his crotch and rubed. He was still spent and still a little sore from the enormous orgasm that his mother brought him, but the pressure felt good nonetheless.
Jason conjured the brief memory he had of when he and his mom had locked eyes for his orgasm. Her expression had been so vulnerable. She had looked so shocked and excited.
“You loved my big dick, didn’t you, Mommy?” Jason moaned quietly and continued to rub. “I bet you wanted to do more, didn’t you? I bet you wanted to put it in your mouth when you saw how big it was.”
Jason gasped. The image excited him even more than he expected. If just a handjob had felt so attentive and loving from his mother, he couldn’t even imagine how a blowjob would feel.
“I bet you’re good at it, aren’t you, Mommy?” Jason whispered to himself. “I bet you really know how to suck cock.”
Jason couldn’t believe how right it felt to picture it. He pictured his mother slurping down the top half of his fat proud cock. She looked so eager in Jason’s mind’s eye. Grateful, even.
Jason got hard at the images in his mind. He rubbed harder. It was a far cry from how amazing his mother’s hand felt on his bare cock but with his imagination now set loose the act was still bringing plenty of pleasure.
“C’mon, Mom, work a little harder,” Jason said. “You want to drink my cum, don’t you, Mom? I bet you want to swallow it all down so badly, don’t you?”
Jason’s masturbation was crude and unwieldy but he couldn’t stop it. He never would have dreamed of being able to cum by jerking off in that manner just a day earlier, but armed with his fantasy of his own mother sucking his dick, he knew he wasn’t going to last long.
“That’s it, Mommy, that’s it,” Jason grunted. He felt his balls churn. “Take your treat, Mommy, you can take it.”
And then Jason came.
Jason shot a load just as big as he had earlier at the hand of his mother.
Jason didn’t care that he came right in his fresh boxers and pants. He felt no guilt for picturing his mother’s lips wrapped around the tip of his cock, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of his thick incestuous sperm.
Jason tilted his head back and went to bed feeling happier than he had felt in years.