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She must have been very horny because I didn’t meet any resistance when my cock-shaft disappeared inside her. Then she started with slow circling moves to ride my cock. With both hands I grabbed her tits and caressed her hard nipples while her hands used my stomach in order to control her movement.
"Oh god! I haven’t had a hard rod in my pussy for a long time. Mmmmmmmmm! I’m so wet. I’m dripping my juices to your fat cock." She said.
Then she started moving fast up and down my cock building more pleasure. While doing this she lifted her feet on the medical bed and leaned towards me. She put her hands on my neck and I felt pressure while she was humping my cock. The pressure at my neck wasn’t choking but enough to stimulate me.
"Do you have diabetes?" She asked moaning.
"No!" I answered feeling my cock getting harder.
"Do you take any antidepressants or drinking a lot of alcohol?"
"Oh fuck no!"
"Do you have any allergies or high blood pressure?"
"I’m allergic to wasps and bees. Normal blood pressure."
"NO!!! Damn no good… Yes. Ughhhhhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
I didn’t quit understand the exact meaning of her last sentence. But I started thrusting her harder; meeting her movement. With a final moan she started choking me while I felt her pussy spasming around my cock. Her juices started dripping to my balls. I was gasping for air but she wouldn’t leave my neck. With my hands I grabbed hers and pushed them away from my neck and starting breathing heavily.
"Take small breaths." she said and dismounted my cock.
Her pussy was steel dripping and she started rubbing it shamelessly in front me. Then she took some of her juices and placed two fingers in to her asshole. My cock was throbbing in the air and I saw her lying on the desk with her fingers still in her ass. She shook her ass and moaned. I took the hint and walked holding my cock with one hand towards her. I saw her removing her fingers from her ass and holding with both hands her butt-cheeks. I inserted my cock in to her asshole when I felt resistance I backed a bit. Soon all the shaft was deep in her ass. I let it there just for her to get used to its feeling and then I started ramming her fast. Ten minutes later her asshole was having an orgasm as did her pussy which she was fingering it.
"Shit Catherine you started without me!" I heard a familiar voice from behind me.
I didn’t want to turn around. But I heard her approaching me. I tried not to panic and screamed an order.
"Don’t come any closer mom!"
"Holy crap! John is that you?"
"Yes, I said. Can you please look the other way?"
Then I grabbed my underwear and pants and put it on hastily without looking at her. Catherine was awed too. I looked at my mother feeling ashamed. My mother’s eyes went from me to Catherine and then back to me. Catherine was in shock. She didn’t even got dressed and her mouth was wide open.
"Marry I didn’t know. I swear." Catherine started saying.
"Of course you didn’t." My mother interrupted her. "If you did then you wouldn’t had invited me here."
My mother was 44 years old at that time and she was very beautiful. She had me in her sweet sixteen. She was now shaking her head in doubt, looking at my hard on.
"What’s wrong with my son?" she asked.
"Well I believe that he has an Anejaculation disorder. He can’t cum without stroking and medically he is healthy. He needs to talk to a psychologist or a sex therapist."
My anger overwhelmed me.
"You fucking bitch! You knew it. All of you fucking bitches just want to use me. To take advantage of me. And you mom? You cheat on dad? No. Don’t answer that. I don’t want to know right now. Catherine you get me a psychologist or a sex therapist right now. And he must be male or else I’ll have your license for lunch."
Getting that mad made my cock to get soften and I relaxed a little. My mother knew that my voice was absolute. She stated that fact to Catherine who she got dressed and started looking her telephone books. Twenty minutes passed and I had smoke four cigarettes already trying not to think about my mother’s situation. Apparently it never left my mind. I was ready to confront her when Catherine gave me the phone. I spoke with a sexologist for about ten minutes. He told me that my problem wasn’t that rare. It begun because I masturbated a lot and that my cock needed to feel something else than my palm. When I explained to him that if a woman masturbates me I sometimes ejaculate he said that I was in a good way. It would just take some time in order for me to feel comfortable with a woman and then start slowly and patiently letting her stroking my cock in to her mouth or pussy or ass. He told me that I needed to spent time with a woman that would understand my problem. I thanked him and hang up.
I looked at my mother angrily and said goodbye. Before leaving I heard her crying and returned and hugged her. She was sobbing and murmuring an apology. Then she told me that she and dad haven’t touched each other for over six years and that he was having affairs. She even told me that she had pictures with him and his mistresses. She was just staying with him because of my eight year old sister. Then I asked her to come with me and I drove to my parent’s house. On our way I tried to convince my mother to get a divorce because she didn’t love my father anymore and she agreed.
EPILOGUE
In the house we talked all together and then I explained my sister that even if the grown ups are having a divorce that didn’t mean they don’t love her. Suddenly my mobile rang and it was Calypso. I hadn’t realized that time passed. When I answered I heard her voice being furious.
"My friend Sonya saw you with an older woman in your car here in Athens. You are a fucking liar and a bastard."
"It was my mom. I interrupted her. Just listen to me. She and my dad just decided to divorce and I was explaining my little sister that they both love her. And no there was no marriage to Thessalonica and I know that the supposed "friend" of mine that called me this morning, just called you and there was no Sonya."
"How do you know that?" she asked truly amazed.
"Because I know he is an ass. Listen. Did you felt my pillow wet?"
"Well as a matter of fact I did." She answered and now her voice sounded calmer.
"I was crying all night my love. That’s why. I have a problem. I can’t cum without masturbation. My mother is a nurse and decided to talk to her. I went to an urologist friend of my mother and then I talked to a psychologist. It’s nothing physical thank god but mental. I want you to help me my love. I truly do.
"You called me my love twice."
"Yes I did. And I want to explain to you face to face about my problem."
"That’s why you didn’t cum last night!" she stated. "And I thought it was my fault."
"No my love. And that’s why I was crying. Because I couldn’t do what you were asking me. And I guess because I wanted to so badly. The point is Calypso that…"
"I love you too John." She said.
"I love you Calypso and I would like to introduce you to my family and I would like you to help me with my problem."
"Where is the address? I’m coming there!" she said and I heard the true excitement in her voice. I gave her the address and closed the phone. Then I went to my mother to talk to her in order we could tell the story right to Calypso…
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