Testicle Research Part 58: Lucy's Satisfying Saturday

*WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT INCESTUAL CONTENT! ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED 18+*

**Jeff**

It had now been 6 weeks since Jeff's balls had ruptured. Leaving him bedridden, and his balls aching for several reasons. Firstly, his balls were still healing after being stitched up. But secondly, his balls were full of cum. Not being able to orgasm at all for the duration of his recovery was absolute torture, and it wasn't helped at all by his mother.

It was a Saturday night. His mother, Lucy, had been at home all day. And she had been having several loud masturbation sessions throughout the day in her bedroom. Screaming in pleasure as she experienced orgasm after orgasm. It made Jeff's cock twitch so much in extreme frustration.

He hadn't cum for 6 weeks, and yet his mother orgasmed countless times a day. It was never like this before his accident. It was as if his denial had triggered something in her that made her need nonstop orgasms that just made his denial even more frustrsting than it already was.

It had been 30 minutes since he had last heard her scream in orgasm. She had been at it for hours. He just hoped it was over so he could try and distract his mind from his biological need to cum just ONCE, let alone SEVERAL TIMES like his mother experienced in abundunce.

"Oh JEEEEFFFFFF," his mother cooed from her bedroom. "Could you... *come* in here a moment. I need to talk with you."

"Mum, please," he shouted back. "I can't. They... they hurt."

He could have sworn he heard her chuckle. "You've been going to and from the bathroom on your own for a few days now. You can make it to my bedroom hunni. Now c'mon. Mummy needs you."

"Mum, can't you just come to my room?"

"Come to my room now, Son. Or I'll start spanking your balls again."

He certainly didn't want that. "Ok," he said feebly as he started to get out of his bed.

He was still naked, as the slightest touch to his balls or any movement at all was still very painful, even if it wasn't as bad as before. His balls were healing. But far too slowly for his liking. *Just heal dammit. Let this be over so I can cum.*

He pondered putting on underwear but decided against it. *She's seen me naked throughout all this anyway. It doesn't even matter anymore.* He carefully stood up, and slowly made his way to his mother's room. Being very careful not to make any quick movements that would jostle his still healing balls around too much. The walk was still torture though.

But there was a worse torture when he walked into his mother's room.

Lucy was under her blankets, but was very obviously naked. She held her blanket against her breasts, squeezing them against her chest, making them look so gropeable. Her nipples were covered, but only just about. The top half of her breasts were on full display, as was her slender neck. Her hair was dishevelled, but in a sexy way that showed how much sexual fulfillment she had been experiencing all day. The sight made his cock go crazy and it started twitching. He didn't dare touch it. He needed to though. He wanted to look away, but he just couldn't.

"Something bothering you, son?" She asked devilishly. As she adjusted the blanket covering her chest, making her breasts jiggle.

He winced as his cock spasmed. "What did you call me in here for?"

"I just wanted to check how your balls are holding up. I really do care about them you know. I want to make sure they heal. So come here," she held her blanket against her with one hand and reached her other hand out, "let me inspect them."

"Mum, please-"

"Or I could spank them instead."

He walked towards the side of her bed, and she quickly took hold of his balls. A little too roughly. Even the slightest touch hurt. "Mum! Too rough! Please! Be gentle!"

"Don't worry, son. I know how much pressure is safe to apply to testicles without popping them."

Jeff dreaded to think how she knew that, but didn't ask. He was too fearful. It suddenly came to mind that his balls were in the hands of a potential castrator. *No. Surely not. You're just being paranoid,* he reassured himself.

"They feel like they're healing well," said Lucy as she rubbed her fingers against the scar lines in his balls. "It seems like the stitches are absorbed now. It may even be safe for you to orgasm now."

"Really?" Jeff gasper, ecstatic. "You think so?"

She smirked at him. "Well, I think we should wait until we see the doctor. Just to be safe. We don't want your ruptures reopening do we?"

"You're... you're right," he said despairingly. His hope being crushed. He saw malice in his mother's eyes. As if she had got his hopes up on purpose just to immediately crush them. Still, he knew she was right. If his balls re-ruptured, it would start his denial all over again. He may even lose them, and he'd never cum again if that happened.

Suddenly, her fingers sunk into his nuts.

"Argh. Mum! Please!"

"These do feel very full now after 6 weeks," she said, ignoring his pleas as she continued to squeeze them. Her legs started rubbing together under the sheets. "I bet you can't wait to empty them in 2 weeks when the doctor gives you the all clear to orgasm."

"I... I really can't wait," he squirmed, his mother's grip was unrelenting.

But then, she let go of his balls... only to drift her hand higher and start lightly trailing her finger around his cock aimlessly. "Tell me again about what you need... and how bad you *need* it."

His cock quivered at her touch. "It's... it's agony. Every second my need to cum gets worse."

"Mmmm," Lucy moaned as she layed down so her sheets wouldn't expose her breasts, and with her hand that wasn't teasing his cock, she reached down between her own legs under the blanket. "Keep going. Tell me all the details."

"Every second my balls ache more," he whimpered. "They just need to be emptied."

Some precum started seeping out of his cock head. Lucy took hold of it with her finger and started spreading it around his sensitive cock head, making him tremble. "But you can't empty them until you heal, can you?"

"No!" He sobbed.

"You can hear me, can't you?" She asked.

"What?" He gasped.

"You can hear me from your room... y'know..."

"Mum... please..."

"Tell me," she said as she GRIPPED his cock for the first time.

"YES!" He gasped in desperation. "I CAN HEAR YOU!"

"Hear me WHAT?" She moaned as she sped up her hand between her legs, and began stroking his cock slowly.

"MASTURBATING!" He yelled in frustration.

"Aww, I'm sorry Jeff," she pouted. "But a woman has needs you know. I need to have orgasms every day. Especially now that I'm in my 40s. That's when a woman is in her sexual prime."

"But... I'm in my sexual prime too..."

"I know son," she sped up her hand movements on both his cock and her pussy. He felt himself getting closer. "But you're not allowed to cum Jeff." She started panting more intensely. So did he. "But I can," she gasped. I can cum and you..." she brought him right to the edge of orgasm, "CAN'T!" She let go of his cock, leaving him trembling in utter frustration. And at the same time... she reached a powerful orgasm of her own. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM! OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!"

"IT'S NOT FAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRR!" Jeff wailed as he suffered through the torturous edging whilst he watched his mother cum right in front of him.

"OH I KNNNNOOOOOOOWWWWWW!" She screamed in response as she kept cumming.

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**Lucy**

As Lucy calmed down from her orgasm, she looked at Jeff struggling to cope with his orgasm denial. The sight was so satisfying. He was in a state that was the complete opposite to her sexual satisfaction. Extreme sexual frustration.

"Mum... why?" He said, sexual desperation clear in his voice.

Lucy just chuckled and gave his tender full blue balls a light backhanded slap, making him crumble to the ground instantly with a big yelp. "Go to bed son. And keep your hands off your willy. I don't trust you to stop before you orgasm and risk opening those ruptures. I have much more self control," she smirked.

He quickly stood up, holding his balls, and ran out of the room. Just wanting to escape her torment as fast as possible.

After he left, and she heard him get into his own bed through the thin wall, she reflected on what she had just done. *Did I just jerk off my own son? What is wrong with me? This is getting really out of hand. Even if I didn't make him cum, touching my own son like that...*

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard Jeff's sobs through the wall, fueled by extreme sexual frustration and a desperate need to empty his overly full balls.

It got her riled up for another orgasm, hearing him cry about needing an orgasm of her own. She grabbed her vibrator that she had already used countless times throughout the day, and brought it between her legs as she moaned loudly. "Ohhhhhh, Jeff. I'm masturbating again. Can you hear me?"

"STOP IT MUM! STOP IT!" He wailed through the wall.

She orgasmed instantly at his begging. "OHHHHHHHHH I'M CUMMING! BECAUSE I... CAAAAAAAAANNNNNNN!"

It wasn't the last time Lucy orgasmed that night. Not even close.