Bewitched, Bothered And Bewildered Part 2

Still sitting beside Vivian, his mother put the catalogue down and shuffled closer so he could feel the warmth of her thigh against him. She took hold of his right hand, brought it to her lips and kissed it.

“Can you do it left-handed?” she said, squeezing his fingers affectionately.

“Mum, I am left-handed.”

She giggled. “Silly me… so you are.” Her cheeks were glowing bright pink.

She guided Vivian’s hand down to her knee and flattened his palm on it. The feel of the black stockings quickened his pulse. He could feel his willpower ebbing. An urge to display himself obscenely in front of
his mother began to take over. His left hand started caressing his erection.

“Good boy,” she said. “Do you like my lovely stockings?”

Vivian nodded, exposing more of himself to her.

“Mmm… very nice… What a big boy you are. I never realised. Goodness! I’m sure you can’t wait to show your mummy just how far you’re able to fire your glorious pink cannon.”

Vivian’s left hand pistoned faster. She guided his other hand up under her skirt. She scented victory… he was nothing more than putty in her hands now.

“Isn’t this sweet?” she said, “so cosy, naughty and nice. Mummy has her very own boy to play with and sissify. And one day, when you’re fully trained, Mummy will be able to share you. You wouldn‟t mind her sharing, would you? You’re going to be so beautiful for her and her friends. Soon you‟re going to show everyone just how good you can be.”

Vivian closed his eyes, as if the reality of the scene was too much for him to take in.

“No Vivian, you must keep your eyes open. I don’t want you to miss a thing.”

His eyes came open and immediately rolled back in ecstasy. He rubbed himself faster.

“Look at me and concentrate, or I might have to smack you. Think how much you love me and how much I love you. Enjoy the feel of my lovely, sexy clothes. I think you‟d do anything for me, absolutely anything…wouldn’t you? Look at me.” She pinched the skin of his hand.