I was so engrossed in the porn video; I didn’t notice that Rudy had moved and was now standing right next to me. Instinctively, I turned my head. His big, beautiful cock was fully erect and inches from my face! I noticed through the sheer panties that his balls and entire groin area were completely shaven and smooth.
Mmmmm…..shaved! My favorite!
“Rudy, please stop. This has gone far enough!”
In response to my request, he started stroking his big slab of meat, right in front of me.
That’s it! I’m just ignoring this weirdo!
I turned back and continued eating my oatmeal. In my peripheral vision, I could tell Rudy had increased the tempo of his stroking. I tried ignoring him, but it was tough. I kept glancing at the bukkake video in front of me on his tablet.
God what a hot video!
Then, with an audible grunt, Rudy shot his load!
The bastard just jerked off into my fucking oatmeal!!
“What the hell Rudy!?”
As surprised and pissed as I was, I didn’t stop him as he continued to empty his balls into my bowl of oatmeal. I didn’t even turn toward him, just kept ignoring him. When he was done cumming, he wiped the head of his dick against my cheek to clean it off. He then turned and left the kitchen.
Most Moms would have started crying and run out of the room, but not me. I stared at my cum covered oatmeal as I felt a bit of his cum run down my cheek. I was still hungry.
Fuck, now what? I know what I WANTED to do but was once again struggling with my conscience.
I glanced around, making sure Rudy wasn’t lurking nearby. I slowly lifted my spoon, transfixed on my cum covered oatmeal. I took a spoonful and slowly brought it to my lips.
Oh my God! How I’ve missed this taste!
Without another thought, I eagerly consumed the rest of my oatmeal.
I went and showered after breakfast, then ran some errands, and came home in time to start dinner. When Larry came home that evening, I called him into the kitchen.
“Honey, we need to talk about Rudy’s behavior.”
“What do you mean sweetheart?”
“You know exactly what I mean! He’s walking around with his big dick hanging out and jerking off all over the freakin’ house! He’s like a dog in heat! This morning he jerked off in my bowl of oatmeal as I was eating it!”
Larry smiled, “He does have a big dick, doesn’t he? That’s my boy!”
“Larry! That’s not the fucking point!”
“So did you have to make a new bowl of oatmeal?”
“Ummm…..no. And that’s not the point either!”
“Lost your appetite after he pumped his cum into your bowl, eh?” he said with a chuckle.
“Not exactly. Let’s talk about something else.”
Larry sensed something in my demeanor and kept the questions coming.
“You ate it, didn’t you honey? Holy shit.”
“Well….don’t judge me, I was hungry!”
I don’t dare tell him about the cum filled rubber on my pillow and how I ate that too!
Larry just smirked at me. That same shit eating smirk that I get from Rudy.
“Hungry for oatmeal, or hungry for something else?”
“Okay, I ate it, crucify me!”
Larry grinned widely.
Why do guys get so turned on if a girl likes cum!? Jesus! What’s the big deal!?
“Honey, guys can sense when a woman wants cock or cum. Rudy has apparently sensed that in you. So, I’m guessing this is his way of showing affection for his Mom. You know, offering you his cum. I’m sure it’s just a phase. Let’s let it run its course then I’m sure things will get back to normal.”
“Uh huh. It’s like he’s getting some perverse pleasure in taunting me.”
Dinner was uneventful, but only because Rudy ate in his room. After dinner, Larry retreated to his usual spot in the family room and flipped on the TV.
He’ll be asleep soon, I’m sure. Sigh. God! I can’t stop thinking about cum! What the fuck is wrong with me!?
After cleaning up the kitchen, I joined Larry in the family room, even though he was sound asleep. Reading and enjoying a glass of wine after dinner is one of my favorite activities. After reading for an hour or so, I decided to head upstairs and get ready for bed. I was actually a bit disappointed that Rudy didn’t pay me a visit with another of his ‘offerings’.”
Ding! Ding!
My phone was on the table next to my chair. I picked it up, having a pretty good idea who was texting me.
“Do you want a bedtime snack, Mommy?”
This time I decided to answer the text.
“Why are you doing this to me Rudy?”
He responded instantly.
“We both know the answer to that, don’t we Mommy?”
I just stared at my phone.
How could he possibly know about my past? He can’t, no way.”
Ding! Ding!
“You like it warm, right Mommy?”
Jesus! Somehow, he knows more than I thought he did! He’s such a computer geek, maybe he found something about my wild past online?
Ding! Ding!
“I’m stroking it right now, Mommy, stroking it just for you. Do you want to watch?”
What the fuck, I’m getting wet! How can this weird shit be turning me on!?
Ding! Ding!
“Do you know what I’m looking at while I stroke my big dick, Mommy?”
I’m not sure why, but this time I answered him.
“Probably more of that disgusting bukkake porn.”
Ding! Ding!
” 😊 . Good guess, but not any old bukkake scene. I’m looking at pictures of my Mommy while I jerk off.”
Ok. That does it. I’m totally weirded out; I’m going to bed!
Ding! Ding!
“Pictures of my Mommy’s bukkake. My Mommy is covered in cum from dozens of men. You looked so young then! Well, at least the parts of you I can make out.”
Oh fuck! He DID find something online. God damnit!
Ding! Ding!
“You look SO sexy with cum all over you, Mommy, especially your face and tits.”
I decided to take the denial route, I texted him back.
“Rudy, I’m not sure what you’re looking at, but it’s not your Mother.”
Ding! Ding!
“Oh yes, Mommy. The audio is just as clear as the video. I can hear all those men calling you names like ‘cock whore’, ‘cum slut’, and ‘cum dumpster’. But more importantly, I can hear you begging for more and more hot cum. Begging for more even when you’re already covered in it. It’s so disgusting, but oh so hot! I recognize my Mommy’s voice.”
Shit! Shit! Shit! I’m so busted.
Ding! Ding!
“So, listen up cum slut, here’s my offer. We both know you love the taste of my cum, you’ve eaten it at least twice now that I know of, probably more. I love to jerk off and you love cum, it’s a match made in heaven! I can cum multiple times a day and give you all the cum you crave. All I want you to do each time is beg for it, beg for my cum. Just like you begged for cum from those men in that video. It’ll be so much more convenient for you, getting your cum fixes from your own son.”
“I don’t do those things anymore, Rudy. That’s all in the past.”
Ding! Ding!
“Oh, but I bet you would if you had the chance, right Mommy? Afterall, once a cum whore always a cum whore.”
I threw my head back against the chair. I felt so defeated, so…….vulnerable and exposed. But there was another feeling as well. I looked over at Larry snoring on the couch. I quickly pulled off my shorts and panties and started fingering myself. My eyes were closed, remembering those wonderful bukkake nights I used to have!
Oh! Oh! Oh my fucking God! Ughhhhh……!!!!!
I gave myself a mind shattering orgasm! I sat there for a few minutes, catching my breath.
Ding! Ding!
“You have 10 minutes to accept my offer, Mommy. If you’ve decided you don’t like cum anymore, which we both know is not true, then just ignore this and go to bed. I won’t bother you anymore. But, if you choose to accept my offer, you’ll get all the cum your cute little tummy can hold.”
Ha! Well, there’s my out! We can end this little game right now!
I pulled my panties and shorts back on and headed upstairs to bed, content with my decision to end this game with Rudy. On the upstairs landing, I glanced down the hall towards Rudy’s room.
Oh shit. That bastard!
Lying in the middle of the hallway floor was another used rubber. I could tell from four feet away it was very full.
Damn! Did he jerk off twice into the same rubber!? Yum! So much cum……
I stood there staring at it, wondering what I should do. My mouth, once again drying out in anticipation of getting more cum.
I need to just go in my room, go to bed, and forget all this ever happened!
I turned toward my bedroom, but something made me hesitate.
One more rubber filled with cum won’t hurt, right? I mean, after this one, I’m done with this!
I turned around, walked over to the cummy rubber, and bent to pick it up. As I reached for it, Rudy tugged it out of my reach and a bit further down the hall.
The bastard tied fishing line to the rubber! What a whack job!
Again, I stepped closer to the used rubber and bent to pick it up. Rudy tugged it away again, now it was right outside his open bedroom door. I heard Rudy laughing from inside his bedroom.
Leave a Reply