Last night, Mom and I slept in our own beds. We both got ourselves off, thinking about each other, but in private. At least I did.

The next morning, we both got up, had breakfast and got ourselves ready for work, almost as we’d done for years before beginning our sexual relationship. The only difference was just before going out the door, she said to me,” Okay, tiger. Today, no jerking off to completion. Get used to that, I’m never going to tell you to waste that cum. But edge yourself a little today. Just a couple times. Pay attention to your body. Do not overdo it. Don’t let your hard cock and big balls distract you and you fall off a ladder. When you get home, order something for dinner. Pizza, Chinese, whatever you want. Here’s the fun part. I have a little game I want to play tonight. A little kink of mine I think you’ll enjoy. We’ll play right after dinner. And after the game, a new lesson. Sound good?”

“Yup, I can’t wait. And I’ll be careful.” I said.

She gave me a big wet kiss, her tongue plunging fully into my mouth, she squeezed my cock firmly through my pants and walked out the door.

I rubbed myself a while, then remembered to hold off, and went to work. I daydreamed about her a few times during the day, feeling my cock rise and fall each time. I got home and ordered Chinese. I edged myself waiting for the food to arrive and again before she got home. I was horny as hell and rock hard but not out of control.

She walked in, gave me a big kiss, stared at my bulge, reached down and felt my hard cock, said, “Mmmm, good boy.” She smelled the Chinese food, said, “Kung Pao? Good. I’m starved. Let’s eat but I’m going to change first. Get things ready.”

I dashed into the kitchen, my imagination running wild and my cock throbbing. I threw the food into microwave to reheat and put dishes and drinks on the table. I knew it was going to be tough to eat being so charged up, but I discovered it was going to be impossible when she came back to the kitchen.

She was wearing a tiny, tight, completely see through T shirt, and tiny, thin white cotton bikini underwear. I could see her breasts completely, the shirt covered nothing. She rubbed her fingers in circles around her areolae and pinched her nipples.

“I was so horny, I decided to play the game first.” she giggled, “Strip!”

I didn’t need to be told twice. My hard cock bobbed up and down in front of me. She continued to rub antalya travesti her nipples through her shirt.

“Remember how I said I liked watching a guy jerk off and shoot his cum? I suppose it’s more of an obsession. I can practically cum just watching it.” she said quietly.

I nodded and grabbed a hold of my cock and sort of wagged it in her direction.

“Wait a second!” she scolded me, “We still have a game to play.”

“Ok, how do we play.” I asked, releasing my shaft and letting it sway in from of me, precum oozing from the slit.

“I call this game Target Practice. Remember that huge, long mess you made in here a couple days ago? My pussy gets wet just thinking about it. You do that, but this time, you have a few targets, but you’re going to have to really shoot to hit them.” she said, pointing at her face, her tits and her pussy. “Sound like fun?”

“Oh yeah, let’s go!” I said.

She paced off the distance of my shot from the previous day, walking heel to toe. “10 feet, give or take” she announced.

She then placed a chair on the floor, stood next to the chair and paced off the same ten steps. She pointed to her toes. “You stand here.” she said. “Technically this is a little further, considering the height difference. Did you edge today?”

“About 5 times, including twice since I got home.” I answered.

“Good. Let’s see if it makes a difference.” she said, as she gestured me over.

I moved to the spot. We were standing face to face, my hard cock brushing against her belly. She stood there letting her hands roam across my naked body.

“Oh, one more thing, the best part.” she said very slowly, “We both masturbate. Nice and slow. Stretch it out, enjoy it. We try to cum at the same time. You try to splatter me with your load. If you do, you’ll make me cum harder. That’s how you win and of course there will be a prize.” she whispered in my ear while fondling my cock and balls.

Oh my god, this is the greatest game ever, I thought to myself.

She released her grip on me, stepped back, dropped to her knees, gave me one good suck and slowly sat down in the chair. She propped her feet up on the seat, dropped her knees wide, showing me all the targets.

“Game on.” she said as she began to rub herself slowly, starting with her nipples, first outside her shirt and then sliding her hands underneath. She pushed her izmir travesti tits together, gently pinching and pulling on both nipples at once. She pulled her nipples away from her chest and released them, repeating this again and again. I just stood watching. She did a little jerking off hand motion, telling me to start, too. I took my cock in my hands and slowly began to pump, the purple head bursting from my fist with each stroke. She smiled, nodded her approval, a small sigh escaping her lips. She wasn’t kidding, it was like she was hypnotized by seeing my cock in my hand and it really took hold of her. Her eyelids drooped and her eyes had a sort of glassy look as she just stared at me. She slid both hands down and began to rub softly outside her panties. She lightly caresses her outer lips, and her inner thighs. Her breathing was already coming fast, and she was lifting her hips, as if trying to grind her pussy against her hand but also not allowing herself the pleasure of the firm pressure. I was so charged up from my edging earlier, I knew I’d pop if I stroked it hard, so I just lightly played with myself, awaiting her climax. I released my grip and ran my fingertips up and down both sides of my shaft and then spread the precum oozing from the tip all around the head, making it glisten and twitch. She licked her lips and moaned. My eyes were fixed on getting a glimpse of her pussy and her gyrating hips. She briefly pulled her panties aside, giving me one quick peek and the pulled the panties back over her pussy and pulled them tight against her mound, revealing her lips through the thin fabric. I nodded my approval and thrust my hips toward her.

She knew I was close, so she increased the pressure. She slid one hand inside her panties, I could see the outline of her fingers plunging into her pussy, she gasped and urgently rocked her hips to increase the pressure on her clit. I had to reduce my stroking to just light touches, I was teetering on the edge.

She then started talking, knowing that would push me over. “Oh my god, Joe… I am dripping wet; can you hear it… I’ve missed this feeling so much… your cock looks so good… I can’t wait to see you shoot your cum all over me… Please, cover me.”

She was getting more and more intense, her hands roamed all over her body, quickly moving from her pussy to her nipples, occasionally running her fingertips up her neck and through her hair and then back to her wet lips.

“C’mon Joe. Shoot. I’m ready. I need to cum.” she panted.

I took my hands off my cock to delay the inevitable. I put my hands on my hips and just flexed, making my cock bob up and down. She whimpered at my obvious delaying tactic. I lightly pulled on my sack and massaged my balls. I pressed on my perineum, forcing my cock to bob up and down even more. A huge bead of precum oozed from the tip.

She was whimpering steadily now, three fingers pumping in and out of her pussy madly, the tiny panties now soaked and pushed aside.

I locked my gaze on her eyes, steadied my stance, took a firm grip on my cock. She began rapidly rubbing her swollen clit, opened her mouth and awaited my load.

Suddenly, she nodded, her eyes rolled back and her back arched as her orgasm began, and I let my load fly. The first volley was huge, and shot out straight and true, rocketing from my shaft and arcing across the room. It felt like it was happening in slow motion as I watched it hitting her forehead, splashing through her hair and over her head onto the floor behind her. Her eyes flew open. The next blast landed just below the first, covering her nose and both cheeks, it hit with such force that it splattered everywhere, into her eyes, sticking in her eyelashes and eyebrows. She gasped and began to shudder as her orgasm intensified. The next few ropes landed mostly on her open mouth and on her chin, followed by several large, incredibly thick shots that soaked her tits and belly. I saw her tongue swirl in her mouth, coated in my cum. As I was able to focus, I took aim at her wet pussy, and sent two good shots of my cum on to her wet lips and her hand. I was finally spent, and the last couple weak shots landed on the floor between us.

As the deluge ended, she wiped her eyes and licked the cum from her fingers. She beckoned me over to her. Still shuddering on the chair with her knees shaking, she gently took my fading cock in her hands and drew it to her mouth, licking the last of my cum from the tip.

She surveyed the damage, starting with running her fingers through the cum on her tits and belly and then looking around at the splatters all around her on the floor.

“Damn, Joe. You are something else.” she said, shaking her head.

“Did I win?” I asked, pretty sure I knew the answer.

“Oh my god, yes, you win!” she said. “Prize awarded later. I’m famished, let’s eat.”

We sat at the kitchen table, me nude, her still in her cum splattered shirt and ate Kung Pao Chicken, mostly in silence, an occasional giggle between us.

Stay tuned for the evenings lesson.