Motherly Love #2
Alright, I'm cutting this chapter short, I was going to include Tippy's Schooltime and his mother's talk with her friend, but I'm really under pressure here. This will be the second time my internet will be disconnected since starting this story. x.x It's still short as hell, which means there's gonna be a heck of a lot of chapters. Oh! And I also didn't have this peer edited, so, if they're any errors, please tell me. Thank you. Mongoose/Lite
- * * Little Tippy woke up, startled. He sat up quickly in his bed, turning his head to look at the wall his bed was against. He heard loud banging noises, his mother calling out to him. A ghost?! This had to be some kind of nightmare, his mother sounded like she was in trouble. He whimpered loudly, swallowing a lump in his throat, gathering courage. He slid to the side of his twin sized bed, stepping out, one foot after another. He stood there, in front of the door to his room. Why did it seem so much higher up than it usually did? Nevertheless, he still reached out and turned the handle, opening the door slowly. "Tippy! Ahhh, Ahhh!" He heard his mother cry, sending another shiver of fear through his body. He glanced down the hallway, making sure to look both left and right, as if he were going to walk across the street. He bit his bottom lip, taking the first step into the hallway. He shivered again, not from fear, but from the freezing touch of the tile floor. He hurried towards his mother's room, turning on the hallway light as he did so. As he got closer, the sounds of his mother's moans and the creaking of the bed became more clear. He reached up, pressed his weight against the door and turned the doorknob. He was greeted by the most unexpecting sight. "Oh gawd, Tippy!!!" His mother screamed out, and she came across her bed, staining her bedsheets. It took a moment for the sight to register in Tippy's head and for him to realize just exactly what she was doing. Tippy was a smart kid, he had seen the magazines, he had heard his peers, he had tried it himself! His mother was... masterbating. This was the first time he ever seen a girl do it though, he and a friend of his sometimes sneaked into the woods and watched each other play with their shafts. "Mother?!" He was shocked when he first saw her and was unable to catch himself from doing something stupid. It was an incrediably bad move. He knew this was something he wasn't supposed to be seeing. Chrissy's ears twitched upon hearing her son's voice and she flung her head towards the doorway, to find him standing there, staring at her, naked. How long had he been there?! How long had he'd been watching her? She yelled loudly, so shocked and angry, that she was even stumbling to find the words to say. "Tippy!You-You.... Just go to your room! You're punished!" Tippy whimpered loudly, folding his ears back against his head. Ever since his father had left, his mother had never yelled at him, she never had punished him before! Of course, it's not like he didn't get a spanking or two. He turned away from his mother slowly, walking down the hallway hurriedly, switching off the light, before going back into his room and shutting the door. He leaped on his bed, then let his tears loose, sobbing quietly for a long while. He was sorry, he didn't know his mother was touching herself, he didn't know. In fact, she called him, she was trying to make him look at her to just get him in trouble! The thought made Tippy angry and he rolled onto his side, giving a soft whimper. He reached down, grabbing his crotch, feeling his shaft roll around in his paw. He began to think about what his mother looked like while she was masterbating, what she was stuffing into her cunny. That's what his friend's called it, her cunny, he liked it better when they said pussy though, it sounded so much dirtier, like a word he wasn't supposed to say in front of adults. He pulled down his shorts down, looking at his hard cock. It was tapered and sensitive at the tip, while at the bottom it was fat and round where his knot was. He was sometimes a bit ashamed of his cock, it was so wierd! It would grow bigger when he came. He reached down, wrapping his paw around his sensitive shaft, shivering lightly from his touch. He gave a soft squeek, gently carressing down the tip to the base, then back up again, feeling every vein and detail of his unique cock, enjoying the pleasurable tingling sensations that ran up his spine. All his friends liked to paw off like this, except they'd rub faster and grip their cock harder. He wrapped his paw over the tip of his cock, rubbing over the tip of his cock rapidly, a soft moan escaping his lips. He tensed his body up, curling his toes, leaning his head back against the pillows and lfiting his hips off the bed. He gave a loud gasp, then came into the air, all of his sticky white spooge raining back down onto his belly and into his paw. His knot swelled, making sure he wouldn't be putting his shorts back on for a while. Little Tippy panted softly, lifting his paw up, watching his sticky cum run down across his palm. There wasn't any real taste to it, but yet, he still enjoyed lapping it off his hand, hell, he even enjoyed licking it off his friend's paws! It just made him feel hot and wierd, but a good kind of wierd.He wanted to drink all of it, have it all over his face, suck it out of his friend's cock. That actually seemed like a good idea. He wondered what it would feel like if someone got their cock sucked. He yawned softly, dispelling all of his naughty thoughts, suddenly remembering that he was tired. He rolled over, pulling the blankets up tight to his shoulders. He'd tell all his friends about his ideas tommorow, at school. Tippy's mother stayed awake for a long time, staring at the ceiling, having no idea what her son was doing in the other bedroom. She thought about going in there and apologizing to him, but he was probally asleep by now. She had cleaned up the mess she made of herself, yet, she just threw a large towel over her stained bedsheets, she'd deal with that tommorow. What was really bothering her was Tippy. She had no idea how long he was watching, she had no idea if he even knew what she was doing. She was so worried, what if he'd tell about what she was doing?! She gasped! What if started having emotional problems?! She frowned, then rolled over onto her side, giving a loud sigh. She began to wonder how big Tippy's shaft was, if he did know what she was doing. She closed her eyes and began to fantasize again...