My mothers choice
My mom is, well, let's just say she is easy to manipulate. One day she was sitting on this bench in our back yard. She was wearing this blue summer dress. I stood right in front of her and told her how much I liked the dress. Then I asked if I could show her how much I liked it. She said, okay. I leaned over her, slid my shorts down enough to masturbate and did it. The second she started to protest what I was doing, I stopped her and said, it's okay mom, just let me finish. And she did. She sat right there and let me cum all over that dress. When I was finished I told her how grateful I was. I told her how privileged I felt to be able to express myself so completely right there in front of her.
I was so excited by what I had just done, I wanted to do more. I sat down beside her. I didn't say anything, I just started rubbing my cock. After a few minutes I took her hand and told her how soft it felt. She turned red and thanked me for saying that.
As I told her she was welcome, I put it around my cock and held it there with my hand over hers. I squeezed a little and started masturbating with her hand. I complimented her again by telling her as lovingly as I could that it was even softer than I at first thought. I slowly took my hand off of hers, picked up her other one and put it over the tip of my cock. I thought I would have to tell her to finish it, but I didn't. She just closed her top hand over the head of my cock and rubbed up and down with the other. I looked at her when I started to cum in her hands. I whispered squeeze it mommy and she did.
When it was over, I softly said, thank you for rubbing my cock like that mom. You know you just made me cum, don't you? I cleaned my cock on that pretty blue dress and left her sitting there.