Cum Therapy : Mommy’s Cumshots 24

Monica Foster takes her son Virgil to see a therapist regarding his addition to pornography, but when the experimental Doctor, Trudy Fuller, invites Monica into the session, all bets are off.

Dr. Fuller suggests that Monica try to desensitize her son by getting undressed, but it only serves to excite Virgil more as his darkest fantasy comes true.  Read about his insatiable lusting for his own mom inside, as Dr. Fuller instructs Monica to exorcise multiple climaxes from her randy son!

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“That’s it,” said Trudy carefully.

“Mommy,” whined Virgil.

“Get that cum out of him, Mrs. Foster,” said Trudy.

Monica gritted her teeth and beat harder.  She looked down on her son’s cock as it finally gave up its potency.  A spurt burst over her fist and then several more, accompanied by the deep, satisfied groans of her boy.

“Good boy,” said Monica, pinching up his length and watching the thick ropes of cum burst back against him.

They bled into Virgil’s t-shirt, giving him dark lightning bolts on the fabric of his top.  More cum eased from the tip and slid messily over Monica’s tightly clenched fist.

“Good,” nodded Trudy.  “That’s good.”

Monica took her hand off her son and looked at it.  She turned it in the light, looking at her son’s seed that clung around it.

Trudy snatched several tissues from a box on the table beside her.  She leaned forwards and then stopped when Monica started to lick the cum off her hand.

Virgil’s nostrils flared as he saw his mom taste him.  He felt his excitement return anew when Monica showed no sign of distaste.

Monica caught what she was doing and stopped with her thumb buried in her mouth.  She pulled it out slowly.

“Sorry,” she said.  “I got carried away.”

“It’s perfectly natural,” said Trudy, although she wasn’t sure it was.  “A mother has certain instincts.”

Virgil breathed deep and hard as he came out the other side of his climax.  He watched as his mom resumed her fastidious cleaning of her hand, lapping up his salty seed until she was cleansed of him.

“How do we know if this exposure therapy has worked?” asked Monica.

“I don’t think it’s worked yet,” said Trudy, looking at how Virgil’s cock remained stiff.

Virgil looked down at it too.

“Is that normal?” asked Monica.

“Virgil?”

Virgil shrugged.  “I can sometimes come several times in a row.”

“In a row?” clarified Monica.  “Not just in a day?”

“In a row,” confirmed Virgil.  “Especially when I’m turned on.”

“And you’re turned on now?”

“My own mom just licked my cum off her hand; what do you think?”

“Was this the response you expected?” asked Monica to Trudy.

Doctor Fuller thought for a moment.  “Perhaps you’d like to try again?”

“Try what?”

“Making him come.”

Monica got to her feet.  “Maybe he needs more exposure?”

Trudy shrugged.  “It can’t hurt.”

Monica unfasted her skirt and pushed it down her body.  Virgil’s cock twitched as he saw her in her underwear.

“What do you think, Virgil?” asked Trudy.

“I think she looks incredible.”

Monica was flattered.  She’d never been complimented by Virgil before, and to hear how her son thought about her sexually was like a drug to her.  It fueled some deep yearning inside of her to be loved, and it let her know that she hadn’t lost Virgil to his addiction, he’d just been transformed by it.

“Take off your panties for him,” said Trudy.

“For him, or for you?” Monica replied, confronting the doctor.

“For him,” said Trudy calmly.  “I take no pleasure in this.”

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