“You have a great looking pussy, Mom,” he said with a sincerity that made my cheeks flush warmly. “I never thought a woman your age could have a cooch that look that good, but damn.”
I bit my tongue for a moment, thinking through what I was going to say to make sure it wasn’t something that would upset him. “Thanks, honey. I’m glad you like it.” I got an added thrill when he crouched down to get a better look. “Want me to masturbate for you?”
He considered my proposal, and shook his head. “Naw. I think I want something else.”
Jesse went forward onto his knees and the next thing I knew his face was between my legs. I squealed with surprised delight as he kissed the center of my pussy. Maybe it was the beer, but I felt dizzy seconds later when his tongue snaked up between my labia lips and found my clit. I was transported to a new level of unreality. My son was eating my pussy.
I’d spent most of the last few night fantasizing about this as I fingered myself alone in bed, but for it to actually be happening was almost too much to take in all at once. I held his head, afraid he might change his mind and pull away. I was beyond happy when he hooked his arms under my legs and gripped my thighs with his rough hands, pulling me tighter against his mouth. He was into it and not even thinking about stopping before he’d gotten everything he wanted.
“Oh, Jesse, that’s good,” I groaned. “It’s all yours.” I was losing track of what I was babbling, but I wanted him to know how wonderful he was making me feel. “My pussy is all for you.”
His tongue worked over my clit with a fluttering quickness that set every nerve of my body on notice that something incredible was coming. I was dismayed when he abandoned my clit, but this was soon replaced by elation when I felt his tongue circling my opening. The sloppy wet noises of him lapping at my juicy hole was the most erotic sound I’d ever heard. At just the moment I had to have it, I felt his tongue dart inside me. It couldn’t go too far, but it was enough for me to feel it. His probing tongue sparked a new cascade of scintillating sensations throughout my whole pussy. I wasn’t going to last much longer.
Jesse moved his mouth slightly to the side and sucked on one of my shaved outer lips, taking it into his mouth, holding it tight for a moment, then releasing. He repeated this with my other fat outer lip. Next, he was up at my mound, nuzzling his face in my generous patch of pubic hair. I loved the way he was taking me all in.
“How did you get so good at eating pussy?” I blurted out as I subtly tried to ease his mouth back onto my clit.
He gave my nub a single, teasing lash of his tongue. “You really want to know?”
“No…I honestly don’t care…as long as you keep going…”
“You ready to cum, Mom?”
“Yes!” I practically screamed. “I want to cum so bad, honey. Make me cum!”
“Make who cum?” he asked, looking at me over my neatly edged muff with a sly grin.
It took me a second to grasp what he was fishing for.
“Make Mommy cum, honey. Suck Mommy’s cunt and make me cum!”
With that he gladly went back to work. And I wasn’t just playing up his ego – my boy really did know how to eat a pussy. I was expecting the clumsy fumblings I remembered enduring from boys his age when I was a teenager, but he was better than any man I’d been with. Part of it might have been because he was my son, but all I knew was that he was treating my pussy with more caring respect than he had ever shown me.
Jesse was getting his face right in there, not holding anything back. He seemed to be enjoying it almost more than me, which was close to impossible. I humped myself against his mouth, trying to match the cadence of his rapidly swirling tongue. He was able to lick and suck at the same time in a way that had me practically levitating off the sofa. I resisted the natural inclination to let my eyes roll back, and instead focused on watching my son eat me. The sight of his head between my legs only enhanced the exquisite pleasure he was delivering with his mouth. Even if this never happened again, I would always hold onto the memory of him going at my cunt like a starving animal.
“Oh, God…Jesse…I’m going to cum! Oh, sweet fuck, yes!” I held his head tighter, willing him to keep doing exactly what he was doing to my clit for just a few more precious seconds. “I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum on your face!”
In the split second between saying those words and the start of the most intense orgasm I’d experienced in recent memory, I realized there was something Jesse didn’t know about me. It was too late – he was going to have to learn the hard way.
I let out a barking scream, every muscle locked into a hard clench, and a sense of super-charged euphoria seized my entire being all at once. There was no way for me to stop my body from what it was about to do in response to this.
A gush of warm liquid spurted from my pussy and hit Jesse in the face. He backed off a little only to be doused in another jet of lady cum even bigger than the first. My son sputtered and coughed as more of my ejaculate was forcefully propelled from my cunt straight at his chest. I bore down and pushed out the last of my orgasmic fluids, which surged out of me in a viscous upwelling of still more pussy juice. After soaking the sofa, the carpet, and my son from head to crotch, I collapse back onto the sofa. I was drained – literally and figuratively.
“What. The fuck. Was that?” Jesse wanted to know. He sounded more incredulous than upset.
“I’m sorry, honey, I should have warned you. Sometimes I squirt like that.”
“Sometimes?”
“Only when I’m really super turned on.” I was having a hard time catching my breath. It felt like my pussy was buzzing and my whole body was vibrating along with it.
“Holy shit, Mom, that was fucking weird.”
“I’m sorry…I didn’t know it was going to happen until it was too late.”
“You don’t need to be sorry.” He licked his lips, trying to taste more of me. “That was intense. I liked it.”
“I haven’t squirted like that in a while.” I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of my boy drenched in my sex juices.
“I guess you must have been really super turned on then?”
“The evidence speaks for itself.” I reached for my beer and gulped down what was left in the can. “But, yeah, that was about the best head I’ve ever had.”
He didn’t want to let on, but I could tell he was proud of himself when he heard that. He pulled his soaked shirt off and mopped his face with it before throwing it aside. The smell of my cunt was heavy in the air around us.
“I should probably say I’m sorry for the other day…” He looked suitably guilty as he spoke. “For what I did while you were sleeping.”
“I appreciate the apology,” I nudged him playfully with a foot, “but I kind of took it as a compliment. Not every forty-something year old broad has a hot young stud around who wants to jerk off to her naked body.”
“So, you won’t mind if I do it again…right now?”
“Be my guest,” I said and shrugged out of my robe, leaving me completely nude before him.
Jesse stood, moved closer until he was almost over me and began beating off. God, he looked beautiful doing that to himself. I ran my hands up and down my body as I marveled at the strength and girth of his erection. After fondling my breasts for a few moments, I lifted one up to my mouth. I circled my areola with my tongue, then sucked on my nipple.
“Whoa, I didn’t know you could do that,” Jesse said with quiet admiration.
“Your mom has a lot of tricks you don’t know about.”
“That’s for sure,” he agreed and stroked faster while I let him watch me suckle my other tit for a time.
“Mind if I join you?” I asked, knowing what the answer would be.
“Better make it fast,” he joked. “I have a big head start.”
I slid a hand down to my pussy. It was still saturated with slick wetness and almost too sensitive to touch. I did anyway, being careful not to contact my clit directly.
I never knew that just masturbating with someone could be so gratifying. I’d always been of the opinion that if there was a dick within reach that it should be inside me. Why waste time jacking off instead of having sex? But I was learning how intimate sharing this with normally private act with another person could be. It was nice to be able to just relax, take in the sexy sights, and pleasure myself in a way that only I could.
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