Son for Hire: Chapter 22 (Patreon)

TLDR of latest update: Content will be patchy due to seasonal stuff for the next week or so and happy holidays!

***

Having cum from nothing more than holding me and having me nurse on her for an extended period of time Evelyn shudders through the throes of her fading orgasm then her body relaxes back into the sofa.  “Ohhhhhh.”  She sighs.  At my shoulder I feel one last waning throb of her cock.  The blush across her cheeks highlight subtle freckles I hadn’t noticed before.  She looks down at me with a mix of her usual doting adoration and a look of pleasant surprise.  “Wow.  That was…new.”

I ease off on my nursing and let her pop from my lips.  Her puffy nipple looked a bit reddened and raw from the prolonged suckling, the tip noticeably distended by a half inch.  I could already feel her cock softening. 

Looking up at her I quip.  “I thought you said it wasn’t easy for you to cum that way.”

She laughs lightly.  “I said it took a while, usually.”  Her fingers play with my ear as she sits there in the afterglow of her climax.  “Ohhh my sweet prince, I have never felt that before.  I…I…I didn’t even know that was possible.”  She smiles and closes her eyes, still a bit overwhelmed by what had just happened.  “Ohhhhh wow.  You do things to me baby.  Ohhhhh.”

I leave her be to stroke me and enjoy the blissful moment.  I was nearly as stunned as she was, to cum from only having a nipple sucked spoke to how powerful an act nursing was.  At least for someone with Evelyn’s particular kink.  It’s not like I was immune to its power though.  I couldn’t even say how much time had just passed as I felt as if I was just now rousing from a sort of trance.  While arousing the experience was not precisely sexual.  That feeling of being centered and connected with Evelyn had left me in a strangely calm yet energized state.  Knowing our time was limited I am the one to break the silence at last.

“Well…you did say you could produce milk if I suck long enough.”  I jest.

She pinches my earlobe as she chuckles at my bad joke.  “Would you stop.”  

More seriously I whisper.  “I’m glad I can make you feel good.”

“Mmm.  That you do baby.”  She pets my hair and eventually opens her eyes again.  After a peek under her robe she says.  “What a mess.”

“I could…clean it up.”

Reaching into her robe she swipes a glob of her cum from her side and smears it over her nipple.  Her finger was barely away before I am latched on and sucking it off of her.

“Ooo!”  She flinches.  “It’s tender baby, be gentle on Mommy.”

“Mmmmm.”  She tasted so damn good.   I didn’t know if it was possible but I swear her jizz tasted sweeter than my own.

Gently she pulls me off of her.  “That one’s too sore.”  She pats my cheek.  “Gimme a second and we’ll do the other.”

With that slide to the side and slips out from under me, she is careful not to let me drop of course and holds me in her arms as she lowers me to lie flat on the big sofa.  I watch as she opens her robe to expose the huge gooey mess along her side and stomach.  There was so much!  One Mom load was like four of mine.  Despite my offer to clean her up she uses a whole bunch of tissues to wipe the cum from her and leaves them in a pile on the coffee table.  Between her legs her half soft elephant trunk of a dick swung heavily.

“Would you look at the mess you made.”  She teases me.

“Sorry.”

She grins proudly.  “That’s okay baby.  You did real good.”  She looks at me, her head tilts, then she sit down at the lip of the sofa at my hip.  I could sense a shift, in her motions and in her bearing.  The fires of her lust had been doused by her orgasm, at least momentarily, and the caring woman behind the Mommy shows herself.  The veil of our fantasy was pulled back as she checks in with the real me.  She takes my hand.  “How are you doing Donald?”

I let out a sigh.  “I am so happy Evelyn.  I am so…happy.”

“Are you scared?  Are you worried?”

“I am in heaven.”  I stretch out over the sofa.

“I see that.”  She grins.  “We are moving awfully fast.  Things are going to be complicated.”  

“I like fast.  I like complicated.”

She whispers.  “I…I’d say I lost control but I don’t think I ever had it.  Not with you.  I’ve never met a man like you Donald.”

“That’s me, your little prince.”

“Yes.  Yes you are.  We’re dealing with powerful feelings here kid.”  She brings my hand to her mouth and holds it there for a long lingering kiss.  “I never thought I could feel this way again.  I know I am being a fool here but…I want...ohh, I don’t know.”  Bringing my hand to her chest she hugs it into her tightly.  “Twenty three…you are still a baby.  I just pray that I’m not doing more harm than good.”

“Harm?”

“Your own Mama, I know there’s hurt and history there.”  She says with a look of deep concern.  “I am not trying to be her Donald.  I am your lover, I am your Mistress, I know my place.  I don’t want to hurt you.  I hope you understand that.”

“I understand.”  I say, not at all understanding.

“If things ever get too…intense, you tell me.  Okay?”

I nod.  “Okay.”

“Would you like a hug?”

“Yes please.”

She pulls me up and into in a long warm embrace then lays me back down again.  “Tell me again…tell me that you love me.”

“I love you!”

She strokes my chest and lays her soft hand on my heart.  “I love you too Donald.”  She sits, seeming to just savor the words in her mouth as she touches me.  “I am going to go switch that laundry over.  Do you need a drink or anything?”

“I’m okay.”

“Alright boy, you owe me one more.”

“I remember.”

“Just lay there and think naughty thoughts.” She says with returning cheer.  “I won’t be a minute.”

“I’ll be here…Mom”

She shoots me a wink and with that she ties her robe and gathers her soiled tissues and leaves the room.  I lay there reflecting on our time thus far and wishing it could last forever.  Each second passing was palpable.  This wonderful dream would soon come to an end, again.  But this time I would go with comfort of knowing that a commitment had been forged today.  Evelyn was not like those heartless and selfish clients Kiki told me about.  She was as wild about me as I was about her.

As I think about her I slowly stroke myself.  I’d already cum twice but getting it up again was not a challenge.  Mom wanted another ‘cummy’ and I sure as hell wasn’t going to disappoint.  

True to her word she returns after just a short absence, she did not return empty handed however.  In her right hand she held a bottle of lube and what looked like one of those blue nitrile medical gloves.  She comes to the edge of the sofa at my feet and looks me over most approvingly.  I was still in the robe but really it only covered my arms as the front was wide open.

“Naughty thoughts?”  She smirks as she sees my boner.

“Very naughty.”  I confirm in an equally naughty tone.  “I was thinking about you.”

“That’s my boy.”  She sets the lube down and pulls the glove onto her right hand.  “You cannot know how much I’ve waited for this moment.”  She says, the lust back in her eyes once more.  “You just cannot know.”

My eyes widen and my heart skips a beat.

“To be inside of a man…I think it is the most intimate thing of all, don’t you?”  She says in a soft husky tone.  “All that posturing and pretending disappears.  For a man to open up, to be vulnerable, to let a woman touch him in his most private area.  It’s like…she owns him in that moment.  It requires such trust.  Especially for a bum virgin like you.”  Evelyn pulls the glove tight and extends her index finger.  “Do you trust me baby?”

“Yes!  Ohhh yes!”  I gasp in submissive joy.  “Take me!  Own me!”

“Good boyyyy.”  She purrs happily.  “Be brave now, okay?”

“I’m not scared.”

“Aww, it’s okay if you are sweetie.  You don’t have act tough with me.”

“Okay, maybe a bit scared.”  I confess.  “But…I’m ready.”

“My brave little prince.  Mommy will be very gentle.  I promise.”  

“Thank you.”

“You are most very welcome.”  Picking up the bottle she pumps a dollop onto the tip of the finger.  We both watch the clear slick lubricant slowly ooze down her digit.  “Now this might pinch, just a little.”