Requiem: Chapter 10

His mother slipped between the sheets as she had done regularly a few weeks since his 14th birthday. In the meantime, he knew his task. On the day in question, the day of his birthday, his mother had entered his bedroom. She'd put herself on his bed and looked at him with an unfathomable look.. Her eyes shone in the light of his reading light.

“Congratulations on your fourteenth birthday. Now you are slowly becoming a man... my dear boy.“She smiled, took his head into her fleshy hands and gave him a sticky kiss on his lips. She smelled back of alcohol, with a hint of perfumed soap and a smell that was hard for him to describe. It had something to do with that look in her eyes. “I brought your present. Do you want to open it or do I do it myself?“He looked at her, his gaze slipped slightly suspicious back to her empty hands. He shrugged his shoulders. “Well, all right, I'm gonna have to teach you a lot, I see, “she secretly reacted.

She stood up and took off her nightgown over her head. That's how his mother stood naked in front of him. With her heavy breasts and large brown areola she continued to parade defiantly for him, some moments to gauge his reaction. His eyes wandered over her breasts and stiff nipples, descended down and saw her luxuriously hairy venus mound or pubis. He knew the names from his booklets. Once upon a time, he had looked up the medical term himself in a dictionary. His breathing got deeper and quicker.

His mother slipped between the sheets and grabbed his hand unsoftly and put it on her chest. “You shouldn't be afraid, they can take a beating. Snip it well.“He looked at her and felt a throbbing erection in his pajama pants. 'They're not gonna fall off, louder, yes... so... even harder, 'she panted. She suddenly grabbed his dick and slowly began to satisfy him, demanding to squeeze her even harder. He came out faster than a hot stallion in the summer. But that made her angry, and a firm muzzle was his reward.