Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

Don entered the bathtub without argument as things were already going well enough. And given that he had a growing erection, he didn't want to make things more awkward by wasting time talking so he walked over and quickly hopped in, finding that the water was just the right temperature.

Samantha hopped in after him with the towel she had carried resting on her shoulder

With both of them now in the tub. Samantha immediately got to work. She first began by soaking the towel she had into the water for a few seconds before lifting it out and squeezing the water from it.

The tub wasn't filled to the brim and the water level was around the chest area since. And since Don already had his back turned toward her, she began by massaging it.

She gently pressed the towel against the top of his back and used her fingers to knead his muscles. Don couldn't deny that this indeed felt quite good, but he remained silent and let her work. She was very slow and deliberate in her actions, taking about 10 minutes or so just to do his back.

Once done, she dipped the towel in the water again before lifting it out and squeezing the water from it. "I need to do your chest next Donnie," she revealed, with the intention of having Don turn around.

"Oh, uhm… can't you manage to reach it from behind?" Don asked, trying to sound embarrassed.

Samantha sighed at this, "you're not a little kid anymore Don so I can't properly massage your chest from behind, look," to demonstrate her point, Samantha extended her hands past Don's sides, one of them holding the towel.

Given his height, for her to properly do this, she had to lean forward and for someone with a chest as large as hers, it meant pressing her breasts against Don's back. The sudden sensation of her voluptuous breasts pressing against his back was something Don didn't expect, but greatly welcomed.

He could feel the soft perky nipple cling his back as she squirmed to try and position her hands properly, but it was no use as she couldn't properly massage him like this.

"You see I won't be able to do it properly like this so just turn around," she urged, pulling her hands away much to his disappointment.

There was no talking his way out of this one, so Don obliged and quickly stood up before turning around. In that brief moment, he turned to face her while standing, his semi-hard cock just a few inches away from her face.

'Oh my… it's so much bigger up close… he doesn't even look fully erect.' Samantha couldn't help but stop herself thinking this, surprised at how much her little child had grown.

Don only stood for a moment before sitting back down, leaving Samantha with the mental image of his meaty cock, but she didn't let it distract him from tending to what she believed was her injured son.

Once he sat back down, she extended her hand to her chest with towel in hand and began to massage him again. And though Don wasn't injured at all, he couldn't deny that it felt incredible.

After doing his chest, she did his shoulders and then finally his arms. Throughout the entire massage, Don had his eyes fixated on her large breasts which jiggled with every shift she made.

When doing his chest, her breasts were squeezed against one another and Don couldn't help but wonder how good it would feel to bury his cock between those two behemoths.

With the upper body now done, Samantha casually pointed out, "now I'm going to need to do your legs so please stand up for a bit honey."

Don was a bit hesitant to do this as he was now rock hard from constantly imagining what it would feel like to get a tit-job from Samantha, but given that had already gone past the issue of being naked, arguing would only work against him.

So, he slowly stood up and revealed his now rock hard cock which throbbed a little as water dripped down from it.

"Goodness me… he's huge!' Samantha thought, unable to stop herself from widening her eyes. It was just a few inches away from her and fully erect.

Anyone looking at the scene from a 3rd perspective would assume she was about to give him a blow job or something. She was so stunned by the sight she dazed out for a bit, prompting Don to say, "uh… could you please not stare at it mom?"

"Oh…" Realizing that she had completely fixated her eyes on his manhood, Samantha felt a bit embarrassed and quickly said, "sorry honey, I just didn't expect it to be so…"

She avoided saying the word, instead trying to shift to a more concerned motherly tone as she asked, "does it hurt?"

'Man, I can't believe I've gotten this far. But let's see if we can push things a little further.' In response to Samantha's question, Don gripped the shaft of his cock with his right hand and said, "it always feels a bit stiff and irritating when it gets like this. I usually just take a cold shower and do this."

Don began to jerk his cock as he said this, as if demonstrating a point, "but I never reach my climax." After saying this he stopped and showed a somewhat disappointed expression as he revealed, "it's weird but I've tried watching porn and stuff but it just doesn't give me that feeling of going to the edge because I know it's not real.

Instead, this stupid thing gets hard in front of my mom because it's the only real body I've properly seen naked."

Don spoke in a self-deprecating tone, as if he hated this fake aspect about himself. He wondered if talking like this would appeal to Samantha, who put care for her children above all else. And, surprisingly enough, it worked.

Listening to Don speak, Samantha felt he was honestly venting about a serious issue he was having. Recalling the last time she massage Don, she felt like it had to be a serious issue, after all, though she knew she was attractive to some men, she didn't think her own son would ever see her in that sort of light.

"Oh Donnie, don't say stuff like that." She comforted, 'you're a growing young man and it's all perfectly normal. Some young men just have different triggers as they discover more about their sexuality. It's not weird at all."

"Really?" Don looked at her with a slightly hopeful expression.

Samantha smiled while nodding, "yes really."

"Then…" Don trailed off, moving his gaze to his cock before asking, "can you help me with this?"

"Oh…" Samantha stammered, completely not expecting Don to ask this. But given the tone with which he asked to her, it seemed like he was genuinely asking for help in getting some relief and there was no way she could deny this.

"Of course honey, if it means helping you, then you know you can always ask me anything." She comforted, not only to make Don feel less weird or embarrassed about it, but also to urge him to come to her should he have any problems in future. It was the natural thing for a caring mother to do.

After saying this, she placed the towel she had on the edge of the tub and brought her hands toward Don's cock, wrapping them both around his shaft.

The sensation of having her soft hands touch his cock felt electric to Don and it made his cock immediately throb in response.

'Oh my,' Samantha thought, 'he really is so sensitive. The poor thing must be so pent-up.' She worriedly assumed, not a single sexual motivation behind her actions.

She first kept her grip on Don's cock a bit loose as she began to move her hands forward and back, gently stroking the shaft.

*Ugh~* Don let out a minor groan, "it feels so different from when I try and do it myself."

Samantha smiled hearing this, as she felt she was genuinely helping him. She kept the pace and gently continued stroking his cock and soon enough, pre-cum began to leak from the tip. It trailed off onto her hands as she continued moving them, providing additional lubricant.

'Goodness, he's so hard. I don't even think his father was near this big… No Samantha, don't think that way,' Samantha reprimanded herself as she began to pick up the pace slightly.

"Are you getting close honey?" she asked.

In response, Don said something even more surprising to her.

"It feels like it's working but it just doesn't feel like it's enough. Can I… try using your breasts?"

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