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Mommy's Little Man - By Tricia
We're just lying here in bed. My sweet baby boy and I, all cuddled up with his back pressed to my stomach, his head resting against the top of my breast, my lips touching the top of his head in frequent light kisses. My body curls around him and he sighs. My arm settles around his waist and...
I realize his cock is hard. My baby boy is aroused cuddling here with me. And he's not my baby any more - he's got a man's cock now and my pussy knows it and is responding. He twitched when my arm brushed his erection.
He shudders when my soft hand strokes it.
He whimpers a small protest but his body remains curled with mine. I stroke more firmly. He whimpers... and moans. Confused. Harder.
My hand slides into his shorts and encloses his young, fully erect, impossibly hard cock. It's my turn to moan. He presses back into me. "No, mommy... no...."
Such a weak, quiet protest. I whisper into his ear, "It's okay, baby. It's just mommy. It's just mommy making you feel good..." I hear the raspiness in my voice from my arousal and it surprises me.
My hand is sliding up and down, stroking, caressing, drawing moans from my little man. He continues to whimper as his body begins to writhe against mine: his shoulders against my breasts, my nipples erect and stimulated by his every movement. I'm panting into his ear as I reassure him, "It's okay, sweetie. Mommy wants you to feel good. Relax... "
I take his hand and move it behind him, between my legs. His eyes open wide when he feels the heat and wetness. "Touching you made that happen, baby. It's good. You made mommy feel good, too."
I press his hand against me with my larger hand. I show him how to rub me until I moan loudly. He jumps, frightened. I laugh quietly and return his hand to my pussy, this time inside my panties. He rubs. His fingers explore, tentatively slip inside. I grind against him and resume my attentions to his cock.
As I grip him, his hips thrust. He begins to fuck my hand.
In a shocked tone he calls out, "I can't help it mommy! I can't stop it... it's going to come out..." He sounds so lost, so desperate and afraid.
"Do it, baby. I want you to. Cum for mommy!" I reassure him.
His body starts to spasm and I feel the cum start to shoot up and out of him. My own orgasm begins in response and I press hard against his hand between my legs. As the cum erupts from him, he cries out, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Mommy!"
My face is pressed against his cheek, my body curved protectively around him in our shared bliss and post-orgasmic fog until the silence is broken by his sweet, quiet voice, "I love you, mommy."
I pull him closer and sigh. "I love you too, baby."