For Aaron’s 19th birthday, we wanted to get him motorcycle lessons, but for him to be able to actually enjoy it on his birthday he needed to get started as early as possible. So we gave it to him a few months early to give him some time. Unfortunately Aaron had an accident. His two main back muscles going all the way up to his neck were locked. This meant he was not able to support his body and needed to lay. He was also unable to speak properly, lift his arms or legs much either. It was a terrifying time for the family since it was hard to know if full recovery was possible and if so, what it would look like.
He remained in hospital for over a month before they allowed us to take him home under daily nurse supervision. It was insanely expensive, which means we only paid her for the check ups. I was the one taking care of him the most at the time. My husband did not have a very understanding boss, but since I work under contracts, it was easy to just not take any for a while.
I prepared food and helped feed him to the extent he needed, he was not full paralyzed or such. Dressing him was definitely a strange moment everyday, I could tell he was embarrassed, but I was his mother after all. I was also the one cleaning him. I would bring him to the bathroom and sit him on the edge of the bath, his feet in the bath, back against the wall. It was practical since I was able to avoid water going all over the floor. I could just wrap myself in a towel and kneel in the bath and wash my son’s body. When I washed him for the first time, I saw an erection grow bigger and bigger. I was flattered, but did not think too much of it. But the third time, I was really thinking about his well-being.
He was likely suffering a lot. I was not sure how I could help him, it’s not as if leaving him with a porno would help, he could not actually do something. So that evening I washed him as usual, I would say I had not made a decision yet, even as I was washing I was not sure what to do. I usually washed his cock with the soft sponge and left it hard, but this time for the first time I returned to it with the sponge. And I washed his stomach, but then returned to his cock. I think deep down inside, as his mother, I knew what I should do, but I also knew it was something extremely wrong and immoral. I washed his thigh and returned to his cock, realizing that despite the wrong it involves, it is also the right thing to do. I was the only person who could do something, he is my son.
I laid the sponge next to him on the edge of the bath and gently wrapped my hand around his cock. It was a strange and unique sensation for me. And I could tell by his trembling and embarrassed look that he would have a lot to say if he could have said something. I told him “I am doing this to help you” and started to stroke it up and down. I could see his young body react with spasm and heavy breathing. I wanted to remain focused on helping him and moving forward. I lowered my towel to reveal my large round breast to him. I felt in my gentle strokes his cock suddenly pulsating… he was staring at them both. He was aroused by his own mother’s naked breast. At that moment I knew that he was not aroused by the touch, he was aroused by me. I held onto the basis of his cock and made his cock slap on each of my breast. And I told him “It feels good? There is nothing to be embarrassed about you know. It’s okay if your cock feels good against your mom’s breast. It’s natural.” His cock was pulsating in my immobile hand the entire time. I started to stroke again, but this time, the softness of my hand was sliding a bit faster on it’s full length. As I heard him grunt of pleasure, I approached my face of his cock and whispered, letting him feel the warmth of my breath “Shhhhh let yourself go. It’s okay, don’t hold back. Shoot your load all over your mother. It’s what you need, you need to release and cum all over your mother.” I could see the hesitation in his face, but also the presdure building up. I knew he needed to be reassured and told him what I didn’t know at the time was the truth. I whispered on his cock while looking into his eyes “I want it too. Don’t be afraid, cum all over mommy. Spray your cum everywhere like a good boy.” He started grunted more and more and I kept whispering so close to the head of his cock that my lips were touching it each time my lips moved “Shhhh there you go, there you go, my good boy, there it is…” His cock suddenly squirted thick ropes of cum across my face, my neck and even on my round breast. His cock kept shooting cum again and again and again, and finally dripping all over my hand, his warm cum flowing all over his own mother’s hand on his cock…
This was the first sexual act ever. I did not know it was the start of the most beautiful time of my life.
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