The Nurturing

Part 1 of this story can be found here: https://www.literotica.com/s/the-nurturing-pt-01

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Janice sipped at her glass of water. This morning Charlie was just the neighbor kid who used to play with her son, Kyle. But now... Charlie was still that boy but now he was also something else. And Janice was no longer just the old mom of Charlie's buddy. The nature of their relationship had irrevocably changed. She knew she was responsible for taking it where it went. But when she found herself questioning if what she'd done was wrong, the sight and sensation of Charlie suckling her breasts shoved all those thoughts aside. What had awakened inside of her? Had it always been there? The only thing she knew for sure was that she was far from done exploring it!

The calender said he was a man now. Was he?

Charlie took another bite of the sandwich Janice had made for him and then looked up to find her gaze fixated on him. She sat in a chair close to his, closer than she would've sat less than an hour ago. The way she was looking at him was unlike any look Charlie had experienced before. Her eyes seemed dark and focused, the very tip of her tongue darted out between her lips before she softly bit at the lower one. She seemed at once very intense yet also not entirely there.

"What?" Charlie asked mid-bite.

The corners of Janice's lips curled into a half-smile, "Eat your sandwich, Charlie."

Charlie was even more uneasy and smiled awkwardly.

"You still have chores to do Charlie." Her tone was low and deliberate.

Charlie's face scrunched into a puzzled look, "Chores? What chores?"

"Oh just because you've had your fun doesn't mean I've had mine Charlie." Janice's eyes narrowed and she ran her foot along the outside of the young man's bare calf. "I'm going to have my fun Charlie." Janice let that hang for a moment as she held Charlie's eyes, reveling in his innocent confusion, "And you're going to help me have it. Now, finish your sandwich." Janice smiled and Charlie slowly resumed chewing, his eyes casting back down at the table. He wasn't sure if he should feel scared or thrilled.

Janice had always been a very sexual person and her and her husband, Tony, had an active, honest, and deeply intimate sex life. They shared and often engaged in each other's fantasies. They both had quite a deviant streak and they both enjoyed exploring them. For Janice's part in particular, she had a strong exhibitionist streak. Ever since they developed, Janice recognized the attention her large breasts garnered. She loved it and frequently engaged in various levels of display. Tony loved for her to wear revealing clothes and seeing men and women looking at her. They had many passionate sexual encounters after such experiences. In fact, Janice had several times caught Charlie's father, Ted, watching from their second-story slider as she moved about in the backyard. She'd even intentionally put on something skimpy and loiter about, waiting to see if he would show up at the glass.

But, when Tony passed, sexual desires just made Janice feel guilty and lonely. She threw out their fairly large toy collection, deleted all the porn, and shoved all those feelings into a deep vault. But that vault door had been blown off its hinges this morning! Charlie had needed her motherly caring and Janice had provided that. But then Janice noticed he wanted her womanly attention as well. She could've ignored it and pretended she didn't see his erection. But that's not what she did. There was something about both roles that ignited a fire that had not yet been quenched.

Charlie popped the last bit of his sandwich in his mouth and with a swig of water he swallowed it down. He looked over to see Janice still staring at him with that mysterious look and forced a smile.

"Do you feel better now sweetheart?"

Charlie nodded enthusiastically.

"Good," Janice's hand reached out and rubbed Charlie's upper shoulder, "you were so upset Charlie. I'm glad I could make you feel better. I like making boys feel better." Janice's eyebrows bounced.

He was a little embarrassed and again nodded in response.

Janice stood and Charlie's eyes landed directly on her large breasts, her thick nipples straining the white cotton of her shirt. The breasts that only a short time ago had been rubbing against his face. The breasts he'd ogled so many times over his horny, adolescent years.

Janice reached down and took Charlie's hand. She looked down into his eyes and for just a moment she paused. Charlie looked every bit the plump, red-cheeked boy she'd known for years. The chubby kid who, only a few years ago was running through the sprinkler in her backyard and licking popsicle juice off his pudgy fingers. The thought made her anxious. Was she turned on in spite of that thought or because of it?

"Come with me, Charlie." Janice amused herself with the unintended double entendre. Charlie was oblivious to the pun. She stepped away, pulling at his hand. Charlie swallowed hard, nodded slightly and stood up. Charlie was naive, but he wasn't dumb.

Janice led the nervous young man through the house to her bedroom. She left Charlie standing beside her bed and stepped over to her small makeup table. Janice quickly dabbed a bit of perfume on each side of her neck and just as she was about to set the bottle back down, she flipped it over and put just a touch more on the pad of her finger and then slipped it under her shirt and across her belly. Again she paused for just a moment. Her eyes looked into the mirror in front of her. She could see Charlie staring at her.

Janice closed her eyes, you deserve this...Let it happen... With that she took a deep breath and turned back to her bed. Her hand plucked up the towel from her morning shower that she'd flopped over the back of the chair at the table.

Janice stepped behind Charlie and tossed the towel onto the bed. Her hands turned Charlie around to face her. His eyes darted about. His hands were clenched in fists of insecurity. His entire body was tense.

"Oh Charlie," Janice's palm landed on his soft cheek, "Relax Charlie. I'll show you." Janice's head ducked and moved about to catch Charlie's evading eyes. "Look at me Charlie..." Her other hand came up to cup his face.

Charlie finally glanced at her and he forced a quick smile. Janice let one hand run through his short brown hair and she smiled back reassuringly. She held his gaze as her fingers reached down and took hold of the bottom of his t-shirt. Janice pulled it up and Charlie lifted his arms to let it slide over his head. Janice flung it aside without a care of where it landed.

Her palms slid over Charlie's fleshy broad chest. Her fingers brushed over his tiny hard nipples. She could see his erection again growing behind his basketball shorts. She knew his recovery would be quick.

"Oh... Look who woke up." Janice teased glancing down at the triangle forming between Charlie's legs. The very tips of her fingers ever so softly traced along the stretching fabric. "Have you ever thought about me when you masturbated, Charlie?

Charlie gasped and recoiled back, his arms crossing his belly slightly. Janice's head jerked up in surprise. Charlie's cheeks were strawberry red.

"I don't...I mean..." Charlie stammered.

Janice chuckled. "Oh stop it. Don't be silly Charlie." She stepped back closer to him. "I know you boys all pretend you don't do it but you all do it Charlie." Janice's hands reached out and calmly pulled Charlie's wrists back down to his sides. "Do you have any idea how many crunchy socks and t-shirts I've washed over the years Charlie?' Janice raised her eyebrows.

Charlie's eyes grew wide. "You mean... From Kyle?" Charlie asked sheepishly.

"Ha! Of course from Kyle. But sometimes from his father too." Janice again rubbed his chest. "I told you Charlie, all boys do it." Janice drew closer to him.

Charlie suddenly wondered if his mom knew about him too? He had absolutely cleaned himself up with t-shirts and socks.

"Now, tell me Charlie, have you?" Janice started to tug at the sides of his shorts and they slowly began to slip downward.

"Have I what?" Charlie swallowed hard, "Masturbated?" He'd completely forgotten the original question.

"I asked if you've ever thought about me when you did it?" Janice had to pull his shorts out over his erection but then they dropped to his ankles leaving his hardness straining against his white briefs.

"Yes," Charlie finally admitted in a hushed voice.

Janice again let her nails drift across Charlie's hard, cotton-covered penis. "Tell me..." She looked back up into his eyes.

"I..." Charlie cleared his throat. "I've done it lots of times. But one time, you didn't know I came over to hang out with Kyle and I was in the kitchen getting some water and you came out of your bedroom."

Janice's fingers slowly began to curl around Charlie's bulge and he relaxed even more. "Uh huh... And...?" She purred.

"You were just wearing your bra. A black one. You didn't have any underwear on. You ran out and grabbed something off the table and then ran back into your room" Charlie remembered the incident vividly.

"Oh my Charlie. Did you see everything?" Janice's fingers deftly maneuvered Charlie's dick out of the fly of his underwear.

"Yeah..."

"Did you like seeing me like that Charlie?" She softly stroked him.

"Yes. I went back downstairs and made something up to tell Kyle that I had to go home but I really just went home and did it."

"Did what Charlie?"

"You know..." Charlie chuckled nervously.

"What did you go home and do, Charlie?" Janice pushed as her fingers gently worked him.

"Masturbated." Charlie replied quietly.

"Oh that's my good, naughty boy." Janice gave his fat cock a hard tug and Charlie's eyes fluttered. "Do you want to see everything again, Charlie?"

"Yes." Charlie answered while slowly nodding.

"Yes what?"

Charlie was confused for a moment. "Yes...ma'am?"

"Mmmmm...That's right. Good boy Charlie." Janice let go of his dick and her palm rubbed Charlie's cheek. "Be a good boy and take off your underwear."

Charlie's hands shoved his underwear down around his sock-clad ankles and then kicked them away. He hiked up one foot and his thumb slipped inside his sock.

Janice's hand grabbed his arm, "No, no." She held his arm firm. "Leave your socks on."

Charlie's foot slowly lowered to the floor. He didn't understand why she wanted that but he was eager to please her. Janice's palms pressed against Charlie's chest and gently pushed him back a couple steps. He stood there before her, naked but for his white socks. His pudginess and flushed cheeks lent to his boyish presence. But his thick cock poking straight out was anything but boyish.

Janice's eyes glanced down at it and then back up to Charlie's face. Her eyebrows cocked up and she smiled as if to say well now.

Charlie returned the look but with a bigger smile.

"My, my Charlie... You are an eager boy." And with that, Janice pulled her shirt up over her head and shook out her hair. Her large, heavy breasts sagged lower than they once did but Charlie's eyes were wide with appreciation. Her thick hard nipples jutted out from her large, pale areola. Charlie licked his lips as he watched Janice's fingers unbutton her shorts and slowly pull the zipper down. Her thumbs slipped inside both her shorts and panties and with a shove and a hip wiggle, they dropped to the floor. Janice kicked the garments away and Charlie stared at her thick, full, dark bush.

"Do you like what you see, Charlie?" Janice teased.

Charlie nodded approvingly, his eyes drinking in the sight of her. She was full and womanly with thick hips and a bit of a paunch beneath her ample breasts. She did not look like those "perfect" girls he'd see in the porn on his phone but she looked wonderful to Charlie. And she smelled pretty.

Janice stepped up very close to Charlie and let her warm bosom push against his soft chest. Her fingers traced through his hair and she could feel his hard cock pressed against her body. She gently pulled Charlie's head down into the crook of her neck. One hand rubbed his head and the other slipped up and down his back as she stood there cradling him. Charlie felt a bit awkward but he wasn't about to do anything that might cause all this to stop.

"Ssshhhh..." Janice's hands rubbed lovingly over Charlie's body. "That's my good big boy." She wasn't really talking to Charlie. She was just enjoying the moment, losing herself in the experience. She was...just letting it happen.

Charlie's hands eventually and shakily found their way to Janice's ample hips and it caused her to squeeze him even tighter. "Mmmm...You can touch me baby."

Charlie shakily ran his hands up and down Janice's sides and then they slid around onto her back and down onto her soft, full bottom. Her flesh was so soft and warm and smooth. Charlie's raging hardon made it obvious he was turned on, but there was something more. He felt so calm and comforted in Janice's arms and against her body. Charlie turned his head and nuzzled his nose into her neck. Her perfume was obvious but being this close, Charlie could also just catch the scent of her natural flesh. A part of Charlie could've stayed just like this and been quite satisfied. He felt...safe.

Janice finally let his head go and she stepped back. Charlie's gaze naturally fell to her chest and Janice's hands sought out Charlie's. She pulled his hands up onto her breasts. She held the backs of his hands and guided his touch over her tits. Charlie marveled at their weight and fleshiness. Soon his fingers and thumbs were squeezing Janice's thick hard nipples. The sensations shot through her chest and straight to her groin. She bit her lower lip and reveled in Charlie's inexperienced, but utterly sincere, exploration.

Janice was determined to go all-in on what she was feeling. She lifted one of her tits up and then pulled Charlie's head down to it. He readily bent in compliance and sucked her nipple into his warm mouth.

Janice reflexively drew a deep breath, her lips parted. "That's it baby... That's a good boy..." Janice's hands gripped the back of Charlie's head and her cheek fell against it. Here she was again holding Charlie as he suckled from her tit. His pursed lips held her hard nipple in his mouth and his tongue milked it with firm sucking pulses. Janice was awash in so many emotions and a warm wave of pleasure rolled out from her chest and cascaded over her entire body.

Janice felt her juices flowing. Her entire body was electrified and the heat between her legs was growing intense. Unlike all these past years, Janice welcomed the lapping flames of her burning desire. She wanted more. She needed more. She again became aware of Charlie's hard cock pressed against her and she craved it.

She was going to guide Charlie into his sexual manhood and it thrilled her.

Janice placed her hands on Charlie's shoulders and pushed backward but Charlie just sucked harder. Janice's breath shuddered at the intensity but still she pushed him back. Charlie whimpered a protest and tried to hang on but at last, her nipple popped from his eager mouth and he straightened. Janice's granite-hard nipple glistened in the sunlight cascading through the bedroom window. She cupped her own breasts, she shuddered and her eyes closed. Janice stood there for just a few seconds, relishing in the moment and just...feeling.

Her eyes opened to find Charlie's pouting face. Janice smiled and cupped his cheek. "Such an eager boy you are, Charlie." Then she quite obviously looked down between his legs. A long thread of silky precum dangled from Charlie's bulbous cockhead. "Such an eager boy Charlie," Janice snarled with a devilish grin. Charlie had never seen his cock leak like that before and it might've been unsettling if it wasn't so amazing to see. Janice's fingers reached out and caught the silky strand. She pulled her hand upward to the source. The pad of her index finger slid through Charlie's slit and his hard cock bounced behind it. They both watched the heavy, shimmering drop balance atop her finger as she raised it upward. Charlie felt his groin twitch as Janice held his gaze and slowly sucked her finger into her red lips. She purred.

Janice turned to her bed and Charlie's eyes followed her. He swallowed hard at the sway of her milky white ass. The long deep crease that invited his eyes lower to the shadowy gap where her thick thighs met her body. She could feel his hungry eyes on her and it further fuelled her excitement. She flicked the covers back then grabbed a spare pillow and placed it about where her butt would be when she laid down. Then she spread the towel atop the pillow and down the sheet.

"What's that for?" Charlie asked in sincere confusion.

She slipped up onto the bed and replied, "Because I just changed this bedding. That's what it's for." Charlie's face crinkled in confusion. Janice chuckled. She adored his sincere bewilderment. She laid onto her back and scrunched around until the pillow was under her ass and lifted her hips up slightly. Since this was all new for him, Janice wanted to give Charlie as much access to her as she could. She slipped up onto her elbows and pulled her knees up.

"Come on Charlie," Janice motioned to the bed past her feet, "sit down."

Charlie's Adam's apple bobbed and he took a deep, steadying breath. He turned and eased his naked bottom onto the bed with his feet still on the floor. His raging hard dick jutted up between his legs. His eyes flicked about nervously but kept coming back to Janice's exposed pussy. Her fleshy, glistening folds were framed by the surrounding hair. Never had he witnessed a more compelling sight.

Janice propped herself onto one elbow and let her long, red-nailed fingers slide between her legs. She spread herself open and Charlie gazed on her pink center. Then she rubbed her middle finger up and down between her lips. Her lusty eyes were fixed on Charlie's face as he intently watched her touch herself. Again she spread herself open and let the pad of her finger rub at her thick, swollen nub. Her eyes fluttered and she moaned purposefully. She wanted Charlie to see the spot and how touching it made her react.

"Do you want to touch it Charlie," Janice asked in a lusty voice?

"Yes." Charlie nodded, licking his lips.

"Give me your hand Charlie." Janice sat up a bit more. Charlie slid closer to her and reached his hand out. Janice coaxed his middle finger out and, holding Charlie's eyes, she sucked it into her warm mouth. Charlie was mesmerized. She sucked it in and out, making sure it was wet with her saliva. Then she slowly brought his shiny finger between her legs. Charlie's eyes followed intently. Janice rubbed his finger between her slick folds then slowly pushed it inside of her. Her eyes fluttered and Charlie was amazed at how warm and wet she felt. He was amazed that he was actually feeling the inside of her.

"That's it..." Janice purred as she moved his finger in and out of her. "That's my good boy. Touch my pussy baby." Janice let go of his hand and eased back onto both elbows. "You do it Charlie." Charlie slowly moved his hand forward and back. Janice moaned in reassurance and genuine pleasure. "Oh yes Charlie...That's my good boy."

Charlie began fingering her more intently and Janice let her head fall back in enjoyment. The pleasure rolled out from her core. She relished being touched, being desired, being needed. Janice leaned back harder on her elbows, her fleshy breasts jiggled as her hips began to grind in synch with Charlie's penetrating finger. Janice grunted and cooed. He started to finger-fuck her faster and the sounds of wetness filled thier ears. Charlie was completely captivated at the site. Janice looked so incredible, like she was in some kind of trance as she gyrated against his hand.