My Life - S01 E58

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My Life - S01 E58

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 58

We ended up watching some competition show and then a new release that was on one of the movie channels. It was late, and although mom had taken a long nap, I know she was still tired, and to be honest, my long day of house work had taken a toll on me.

"Alright, I'm gonna go take a shower before bed" I stood up, "and probably jerk off, since Lyla and Shelby are gone." I said the last part sarcastically, but I really was.

"Oh you don't have to do that, come here." My mom replied sweetly but stern enough to show she was serious.

"What??" I stopped in my tracks in front of her. She has denied me any type of sexual contact for months, even when Lacy wasn't around, I looked at her face for some sort answer, but she didn't look up.

She was focused on my crotch as she reached up and grabbed me by the waistband of my shorts, both pulling me and turning me towards her. Naturally I didn't resist. She undid the button and zipper and pulled them down to my knees. My cock hadn't been hard when I stood up from the sofa, but was now fully erect just from hearing my mom say she was going to give me head. It sprang forward when she pulled my boxers down.

My mother still had a look of focus in her eyes as she looked at my dick, almost examining it. She looked down and dripped spit into the palm of her hands and smeared it between them. She then grasped my shaft, one hand in front of the other, and began churning them back and forth in unison. It almost reminded me of the first time she gave me a hand job, very to-the-point and technical, only this time there was no awkwardness or embarrassment about jerking off her son. She didn't look at me, say anything, or even seem like she was enjoying herself, until after a minute or so, a gasp escaped my lips and she stopped and looked up at me. Her expression softened, it was almost as if she had forgotten that I was there at first. She smiled and her hands began moving again, slower, more deliberate, loosening and tightening her grip around specific parts of my prick. My bottom lip quivered as I watched her watching me.

"What do you want me to do sweetheart?" She finally spoke. Her voice was soft, sultry and flirtatious, a way she's never sounded when talking to me before. She's had my cock in her hands loads of times, and has offered to give me head out of the blue before, but her voice was always motherly or playful, never sexy. Her hands were still working my meat, and she was still looking at me for an answer.

"Um... suck it...?" It was an answer but my nerves and the stroking of her hands made it come out sounding like a question.

"You want me to suck your cock sweetie?" Once again, her tone was way more naughty and seductive than ever before. Her eyes were locked on mine. I nodded. She smiled at my reply.

She looked back at my dick, slid her hands down to the base, and pointed it at her face. She was still sitting on the couch, so her head was higher than my crotch. She dipped her head down and opened her mouth, sliding me in as far as she could go, which was only a couple of inches, since she was still holding me with both hands. But it was enough to fit my head between her lips, and I groaned. She began sucking it hard like a lollipop, tilting her head side to side as she worked her tongue all the way around the ridge of my helmet. Her hands started moving, bending her wrists to spin them around the circumference of my veiny rod. She wasn't bobbing her head the way she usually did, but I was about to cum anyways. My hands just hung at my side, there was no point in grabbing the back of her head since she wasn't going down.

She sensed that I was close and looked up at me, wanting to watch the ecstasy on my face as I came in hers. But the intense sensation of her sucking tightly on the head of my cock had caused my eyes to roll back in my head, and my mouth hung open in a contorted expression, that definitely said oh my God, I'm gonna cum', but was not particularly handsome. She didn't care, she just wanted to see her baby boy being happy, knowing that she was the one doing it, and nothing said 'I'm enjoying myself like a teenage boy with an awkward O-face.

I came. The first shot startled her a bit, not because I came, but because of how powerful it was. She had been used to having me cum in her mouth multiple times a day, sometimes right after I had already blown my load with Danielle or Mariola... so naturally, having my balls drained so regularly, I didn't get "pent-up" or "blue balls", but I had been horny all day without proper relief, so my ejaculate took it out on her throat.

My body trembled, and grunted and groaned, as shot after shot sprayed the inside of my mother's mouth. Finally I finished, took a deep breath and sighed. I opened my eyes and looked down at my mom. She was looking up at me, and even though her lips were still glued to the tip of my dick, I could see the smile in her eyes. Her hands were still moving, making sure she cleaned me out good as she still sucked out drops of hot semen. I shuddered with pleasure from the feeling and smiled. She must've stopped tasting any more of my seed, because she pulled her lips away with a suctioning 'pop". She removed her hands and looked over my prick for any mess, and found none, she grinned to herself with pride.