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.”
