Offer Mom an alternative
From Torg Adventure
You check the rest of the shelter. Dad is still busy with radio signals. Millie is daydreaming. Tracy is napping.
You climb down from your bed and walk over to Mom, being very quiet. She's still jilling when she suddenly notices you standing next to the bed. She gasps, not moving. You lean down and grasp her wrist of the hand in her crotch and gently rub it up and down. She gets the idea and continues, her eyes never leaving yours. Then she closes her eyes and resumes masturbating while you watch. You sit on the side of the bed and caress her arm.
You whisper, "Mom, I saw what happened. I just want you to ..." but before you can finish, she takes your hand and puts it on her breast, squeezing your hand so it squishes her boob. You fondle her boob, smiling at her. "I just wanted you to know that I'm here for you, and if I can help you, I will."
Your mother sits up, leaving your hand to fall away from her body. She sits next to you and whispers to you, "Your father is under a lot of stress trying to keep this family safe," she says as she lifts your hand and puts it between her legs. You slide your fingers up and down her slit and get wet, then you find her clit and rub it. She moans quietly and pinches her nipple.
You focus on her clit, circling it, and then slipping into her hot slit. She gasps and leans on you. Her hips push up into your hand as you play with her. Then your mother's body shudders through a climax as your fingers are bathed in her sweet juices. Her breathing is ragged as she comes, then she's quiet as she comes down. She takes your hand and licks her slickness from your fingers.
"Thank you. I needed that," she whispers in your ear. Then she turns your head and kisses you with tongue. You make out with her for a minute. She smiles at you as you stand and return to your bunk.
What now?
