“Ya know…” He started but then fell silent as he watched my hand sliding in the wetness of my spit and the pre-cum on his cock—Up & down—Up & down—Up & down.
“What?” I egged him on.
“I thought about this a lot.” He confessed shyly as his back-side made small circles on his bed.
It was so sweet. I almost giggled. I didn’t mind at all that he’d thought about me doing this to him. It made me feel desirable. It made me feel like I was, in effect, able to fulfill someone’s fantasy again. Someone was lusting over me and it made me feel great.
And the feeling was going right to my pussy. I was getting soaked and I badly wanted some attention. I kept looking at the fat cock in my hand, wondering how it would feel inside me, wondering if it would even fit in me, imagining what I would have to do to make it fit. I’d never had anything that big inside me. I was used to my husband’s small dick and a six inch vibrator I’d gotten a long time ago.
I considered how much Brian might like it if I were to actually let it go that far.
My hand moved steady, Up—Down— Up—Down… A little faster. I was getting into it even more now. I was looking forward to making my son cum and knew it wouldn’t be that long. I was amazed he’d lasted this long.
“Oh Mom! Mom?” Brian grunted. “Oh jeez… Yeah, that’s it! Oh my god!!!”
His excitement and enthusiasm made me start to jerk him off faster. I sucked my bottom lip in and watched my hand working him. Brian didn’t know what to do. He was shifting his ass around the bed, grabbing at the bedspread, moaning and starting sentences but not finishing them.
“Mom, that………”
“Oh, I never………”
“I think I………”
I felt his stomach tighten as I rested my hand on it lightly to steady him.
“You gunna cum Baby?” I asked.
“Oh yeah Mom! God yeah! Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop! You’re gunna make me do it!!! Don’t stop!!!” he cried out as he threw his head back onto the pillow and grabbed at his thighs.
I was so into the hand-job I was giving my son; I couldn’t remember ever being so excited. “I’m gunna make him cum!” I kept saying to myself. “He WANTS me to make him cum!” Up—Down, Up—Down, Up—Down, Up—Down, faster.
Then… …I got this overwhelming urge.
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