I did as I was told, pulled my shorts and boxers completely off. The idea that my mom was about to jerk me off again was enough to get my juices flowing, and my prick started to stiffen. My mom was standing in front of me and, without warning, pulled off her shirt then removed her bra and sat down on the bed next to me, completely toppless. I hid my shocked expression. She grabbed my dick, leaned forward and dripped spit on to it and started smearing it around the head and down the shaft. She sat up straight and started stroking me with her right hand.
“Adam, have you ever kissed a girl?” She asked, looking me in the eyes while continuing her hand job.
“Yes.”
“With tongue?”
“No.”
“Ok, well that’s called ‘French-kissing’. What happens is, when you’re kissing, you both open your mouths and have your tongue play with her tongue. It feels nice believe me. And What’s nice is that doing something else that feels good, like kissing, while getting the hand job, makes you feel even better. Want to try it?”
“YA!”
She smiled and placed her left hand behind my head and pulled me towards her. She leaned her face towards mine, we both closed our eyes, and we kissed. I followed her lead. It started as a normal kiss, and then she opened her mouth and I felt her tongue touch my lips. I opened mine, and felt her tongue slip inside, touching my own tongue. We began to kiss harder, more passionately. I’d push my tongue into her mouth, then she’d push hers back into mine. The harder and faster we kissed, the harder and faster she seemed to slide her hand up and down my spit-slickened rod. She pulled away from our kiss and looked at me.
“Suck mommy’s tits baby.” She said it both motherly and wantonly. I didn’t hesitate. My face shot down to her closest breast and devoured it. I sucked her nipple harder than I did in the shower. Not on purpose, but I simply had no control at this moment. I had a hand grasping each of her boobs, and my mouth switched between her left and right one, moving back and forth greedily. “That’s it baby! Cum for mommy!”
It was almost as if her encouragement was all I needed. Without removing my face from my mother’s cleavage, I came. I squeezed each Breast way too hard I’m sure, but she didn’t say anything or stop me. I buried my face into her tits and let out a loud, muffled, moan of pleasure. My mother stopped tugging on my dick once the semen stopped flowing. I kept my eyes closed and just sucked on a nipple, my mother tenderly holding my head there, playing with my hair.
I finally decided to pull away and see the damage. As usual, my mother’s hand was encased in jizz . It seemed to be plastered to my dick. Since I was sitting up this time, the tops of my thighs were covered as well. But as I took in the devastation of blowing my load uncovered, I saw that I had several shots on the carpet and on my dresser which was directly in front of me.
“We really need to come up with a better… cleaner way of doing this.” Said my mom. She too was looking at scene in front of me.
“I’m sorry, I’ll clean it up!” I quickly responded. I was afraid that she’d take these messes as a reason that she should stop jerking me off and tell me to go back to masturbating instead.
“I’m not mad sweetheart”, she smiled at me, “we’ll figure something out. I can’t be doing laundry several times a day, and changing my clothes every time I play with you.” She laughed. My fears subsided. “But you go clean yourself up and I’ll clean up the mess in here.”
I went to the bathroom and decided that taking a quick shower would be easier than trying to simply wipe off all the cum from my crotch, lap and legs. I returned and saw that my mom had wiped my dresser off and used a damp cloth on the carpet, she had even made my bed! Other than her wanting to help her little boy have orgasms all the time, she really was just your average mother.
I got dressed and went downstairs. We went about the rest of the afternoon like normal. Doing chores and housework. Mom made dinner that evening and we ate at the table and chatted about normal things. But my mom had no problem transitioning from talking about school, to talking about, what she started referring to as simply ‘fun’.
“So after we clean up dinner do you want to watch a show and have some fun?”
“Uh, ya, that sounds cool.” I was trying to sound as casual as she was.
“OK, but I’ve been thinking about how messy it is every time..” My heart started to sink. “.. So from now on I was thinking that I would just give you blowjobs..” My heart lept back up and into my throat! “.. Are you ok with that?” My mind was racing so fast that I almost didn’t hear her.
“YA!” So much for acting ‘casual’.
“Ok.” My mom chuckled a little. “ I just figure that, for one thing, you’ve never had one, so you should probably try it. Two, it’ll be cleaner and therefore easier for us to do when other people are home. And three, I actually enjoy doing that more than hand jobs.”
I wasn’t really listening, and honestly I didn’t care about the logic or reasons behind her decision to move up to blow jobs. Don’t get me wrong, I was appreciative of all the hand jobs I’d received over the last 24hrs, they were great, but yes they were messy.
My mind was racing, and I don’t think I ever helped clean up the kitchen so fast in my life! As soon as I was finished, I ran over to the sofa, yanked down my shorts and boxers in one motion and tossed them across the floor. I plopped down on the couch and started petting my already stiffening penis.
“I’m ready!” I called back towards the kitchen.
“Ok I’m coming.” My mom almost laughed too hard to say the words. She wiped her hands off and walked around the sofa, and knelt down on the ground in front of me. She pushed my legs apart and scooted in between them to get closer. She pulled off her top, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Are you ready sweetie?” She as motherly as ever.
“Yes.”
She grasped my prick with both hands and leaned over it. She dripped a string of saliva on the head and began working it all around with her hands. It felt amazing as she rotated both hands back and forth while sliding them up and down the length of my cock. I loved it, but I couldn’t wait to feel her mouth.
Just then, without a word, she lowered her head, removed her hands and swallowed my cock all the way to the base, burying her nose in my pubic hairs. She stayed like that for several seconds, making moaning sounds that vibrated her mouth around my cock, The back of her throat tickling the tip.
Slowly she raised her head, slurping up the shaft of my penis. When she got to the tip she stopped, and sucked it like a lollipop. I just watched, my mouth hung open. It looked as amazing as it felt. She took my prick in both hands again and started her rotating strokes, continuing to suck on just the head. It was a strange and wonderful feeling. I could feel it building a massive orgasm in my balls, but it wasn’t making me cum yet.
“Does that feel good?” She pulled my dick head out her mouth with a ‘pop’. I just nodded, my mouth still hanging open. “Do you have a big load for me?” I couldn’t believe she was talking this way, but I nodded again, “just cum when you’re ready.” And with that she sucked me back into her mouth.
She went about a third of the way down, then back up, and then back down. She continued that motion while jerking off the rest of my shaft with her hands. She quickly built up a steady rhythm. I felt my orgasm rising up as I watched my mother on her knees in front of me, bare breasts jiggling, head bobbing up and down on my cock. I threw my head back, starred at the ceiling and unloaded myself into my mother’s mouth without warning. I expected to hear her gag, or choke, but she didn’t. She just stopped bobbing, held the tip of my dick in her mouth and continued jerk in me off. She swallowed shot after shot. I finally lowered my head and looked at her. She was staring directly at me. Her cheeks were sucked in, her hands were slowing down as the flow from my cock was subsiding, and I could see her throat moving as she was swallowing my semen. Her eyes were locked on mine, like she was waiting for something, perhaps some sort of reaction, a confirmation that I’d liked my first blow job.
“That was amazing.” I said, looking directly back into her eyes. My body shuddered as I spoke, the last aftershocks of my orgasm.
My mom pulled my cock out of her mouth and sat up. She wiped her mouth with one hand, still holding the base of my penis with the other. She looked down at her tits, checking to see if she had gotten any cum or drool on them, they were dry. My previous loads that had earlier covered us both with sperm from her hand jobs.. She had just completely swallowed without even pausing. With the exception of a little saliva-semen-mix that was on her lips, there was nothing to clean up.
My dick was still slick, but she wiped it off well enough with her other hand, so that I could simply tuck it back into my shorts with no mess (if I was wearing any). She moved my softening prick around as she checked her work for cleanliness. She seemed happy with it and grinned to herself.
“Was that good?” She asked me.
“Ya… I don’t even know how to explain it.”
“And a lot cleaner right? We could totally get away with pulling it out for quick ‘BJs’ and then putting it away with nothing to clean up!” She was referring to my penis, and she sounded almost giddy, proud of herself for coming up with a solution to the messiness of the hand jobs.
“Um, ya. That sounds great!” I could care less about the mess it made, but if that’s the issue that motivated my mother to go from giving me hand jobs to blow jobs, then I was all for it. And hearing her talk about the possibility of me being able to have her suck my dick that frequently, was starting to get me hard again.
We just sat on the sofa watching TV half naked for the rest of the evening. She toppless, I bottomless. We eventually made it upstairs where she invited me to sleep in bed with her again, and I eagerly obliged. She kept true to her word and gave me a ‘bedtime-bj’. I laid down in her bed, staring up at the ceiling as she was bobbing her head up and down between my legs. She once again swallowed everything my cock fed her. She moved over, said she loved me, and we drifted off to sleep.
Parent Post: My Life – by SLCPunk1_0_1
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