I leaned forward. I kissed the head of his cock; the large, pink head. The cock twitched at the touch of my lips. I let the tip of my tongue slide over the head and an inch or two down the side. Then back up. Soon, I was licking the entire length of his cock.
I felt strangely guilty, or somehow isolated in my actions. I took one of his hands and put it on my tit. Tommy instantly squeezed my breast and played with the nipple. I continued licking his cock and felt more at ease as both of his hands attacked my tits.
It was fairly easy to make the next move. I’d never wanted so badly to suck a cock. With my mouth at the end of his cock following a long, slow slide up with my tongue, I put it between my lips. Tommy stopped playing with my tits the moment I took him in my mouth. I suppose the understanding that I was actually going to do it made him want to concentrate entirely on the pleasure I was giving his cock.
I’d done this plenty of times in the past, just not with my son. I always wanted it to be good, but this time I wanted it to be great. I sucked harder than ever. I used my tongue with more force. I took him deeper and held him there longer than any man before him. In return, I was rewarded with a long, hard cock that pulsed with stimulation.
Not long after my head began to bob up and down on the shaft, Tommy moaned with delight. His eyes were closed, but he reached out and placed his hands on the top of my head. His efforts helped me to suck him with even more energy.
Soon, sweet precum landed on my tongue and I knew he wouldn’t last much longer. I debated my options: let him cum in my mouth; let him cum on my tits; let him masturbate and watch. Ultimately, the cock never left my mouth.
“Oh God, Mom. I’m…I’m…going to…oh my God,” he groaned.
I never slowed down. He muttered something I couldn’t understand. His ass rose from the couch.
And then he came. God did he cum. Shot after shot of warm cum filled my mouth. I swallowed what I could and let the rest drip down my chin. When I thought he was done, he grunted louder and filled my mouth again. It dripped onto his balls and down onto my tits. When I tried to breathe, a long spurt hit my cheek.
Finally, he collapsed on the couch and I let his semi-erect shaft fall onto his stomach. My pussy was burning with a need for his cock to be inside me, but that wasn’t going to happen right away. I rubbed my clit very lightly just to satisfy a little bit of my horniness. Tommy watched for a moment. Then he sat up.
“Wow,” he sighed. “That was, um, really good. I mean really good, Mom.”
“Was it better than just watching me work?”
“Way better.”
I smiled. “You’re still watching.”
My fingers never stopped and his eyes never left my pussy. Eventually, he looked up.
“Do you need help?” he said.
“Oh, NOW you ask,” I said playfully. “But since you volunteered…”
I backed away from the couch a few feet and leaned back until I was lying flat on my back. I stretched out my legs and spread them slightly. Tommy didn’t need any more hints.