Chapter 5

I woke up Friday early with morning wood that felt more like steel than wood. I had had some incredibly erotic dreams that left me primed and ready for my morning coffee with Mom. Even using the bathroom first thing did nothing to fully soften my hardness. Which made it shockingly difficult to actually go, let along aim when all your dick wants to do is point up.

I was horny. As horny as I could ever remember. On top of that, I was anxious for the day. Not so much the going to school part but picking up my new suit and seeing the look on everyone’s faces when they saw me wearing it.

The house was dark and deathly quiet as I made my way to the living room. Usually, every day when I met Mom on the couch, my cock wasn’t hard. Not fully hard anyway. Today, it was, and when I stepped into the living room, Mom’s eyes were absolutely focused on my erection and nothing else. Her eyes were wide. Not in shock, she’d seen me hard more times than I could count. This time, however, there was more of an awed, wondrous look on her face. I chuckled and she reacted with a silly, embarrassed smile as a result. That smile was both sexy and endearing.

Instead of sitting down right away like I usually would, I stood there in all my perfectly smooth, teenage glory, letting her get a good, long, clear look at everything I had to offer. It’s not that she wasn’t intimately aware of every part of my dick. But that never stopped her from admiring it or from me showing it off as if it were something new.

“Well,” Mom cleared her throat. “Looks like someone’s ready for some attention.”

My dick pulsed on its own, which made it twitch right in front of my mom’s eyes, and she jumped, startled at the sudden movement, and then giggled like a girl decades younger than she was. That only made it jerk again reflexively.

Mom leaned forward, placed her mug on the coffee table and then reached out and grabbed the shaft of my cock. Feeling it, holding it, running its length through her hand. Her eyes finally looked up and met mine. I smiled but didn’t move or say anything. Her eyes went right back down to what was only a foot or so away from her face. I just stood there, rooted in place with my feet slightly apart and allowed her to explore to her heart’s content.

I watched her as she explored. Her nipples were hard, as if they were trying to compete with my manhood.

“God, Sam,” Mom’s voice sounded needy. “You’re really hard. What’s gotten into you? Oh, it’s so smooth too. God, I love how it feels when it’s like this.”

I think she was actually moaning softly as her fingers wrapped around the base of my cock as her other hand cupped and cradled my balls in her palm. It only took about thirty seconds before a bead of precome formed at the tip of my cock which Mom deftly ran her thumb over, rubbing it on the head of my dick.

The feeling was intense and incredible. It was always incredible when I felt Mom’s hands on me, today, given how horny I was made it even more euphoric.

“That feels so good,” I groaned.

“Mmm, this might need more than...” Mom’s eyes looked up at me and she bit her lower lip seductively.

I smiled and nodded, agreeing to her unasked question.

I felt the grip of her hand on my cock tighten slightly, not so much that it hurt or anything, but enough for her to pull, drawing me to take a step closer to her. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as I watched the tip of my cock move closer and closer to her lips.

With both of her hands holding me, her eyes looked up and locked on mine again. I could tear my eyes away from the scene unfolding before me. She opened her mouth, and I felt the blissful, overwhelming, wet, warmth of her mouth as her lips closed around my shaft. Her eyes never left mine, though. Not even for a moment as she sucked on the head of my dick and then I felt her tongue sliding around the underside of my member. My knees threatened to give out, but I managed to keep my balance, barely.

The alluring look she gave me was nearly as erotic and amazing as the feeling of her mouth on my cock. Then she groaned, low and long, sending vibrations down my shaft that radiated and pulsed through my entire body.

“Ungh!” I gasped.

I tried to muffle the noise as best I could, but the feeling was so intense that I barely managed it.

Mom held me there, the head of my cock locked just behind her lips for a moment, a second, ten seconds before she moved her head forward and more of my hardness slid further, deeper into her mouth.

“Oh, fuck that’s amazing!” I hissed, muscles flexing in my legs, ass, and back.

Even with my cock in her mouth, I could see the lines on the sides of her eyes and corners of her lips as they lifted slightly as she smiled around my dick. That right there, might be the hottest thing I had ever seen.

I don’t know exactly what it is about it, but what I do know is that watching someone give you a blowjob who really wants to do it, who enjoys doing it, and is truly good at it—that is the definition of perfection.

That’s when Mom took it up a notch and I relearned that my mom was the one to give the best blowjobs I would ever have. Sure, I could be a bit biased and the fact that it was my mom might have tipped the scales in her favor, but I could make the same argument for Sara too. But Sara’s talents didn’t hold a candle to our mom’s.

She moved slowly, patiently as she started to move her mouth up and down on my shaft. Her left hand massaged my balls while her right started gliding along my shaft which matched the movements of her mouth perfectly. The only difference was the fact that she started twisting her grip around my shaft as she took me deeper and deeper with each stroke.

“I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” I croaked, my voice sounding husky and hoarse.

“Mmm,” was her response. That vibration against raced through my body and I started feeling the telltale pressure starting to build in my balls.

She must have noticed it too because she pulled back so that her lips were locked on the crown of my cock and stopped moving. Just holding me there, letting the moment pass so I didn’t come yet. She wasn’t ready and as much as my body wanted to fill her mouth with everything I had to offer, I wasn’t ready either. I didn’t want it to be over this soon.

To my horror, the pressure of my mom’s lips lessened, and she slowly let my cock slip from her mouth, but not before giving the tip a lick and a kiss. I couldn’t believe she was stopping; I was shocked and stunned. Once it was out, she looked up at me and then giggled.

“Oh, the look on your face is priceless!” Mom grinned. “Don’t worry, I’m not done yet.”

I heaved a sigh in relief that only made her giggle turn into a full on, but quiet laugh.

“I want this to last a bit longer. I hope that’s okay with you.”

What am I supposed to say to that? Nothing, you say absolutely nothing.

I nodded.

“Good,” Mom grinned. “Where do you want to finish?”

“What?”

That was a question I wasn’t expecting. My mind was in a fog of pleasure, and I wasn’t sure I could trust what my ears were hearing.

“When you come. Do you want to come in my mouth, or do you want to come on my tits? I know how much you like to see your come on my body.”

“Umm,” I gulped. “Yeah.”

“Yeah, what?” Mom asked, a teasing look on her face. She was enjoying this way too much! “You like seeing your mom with her son’s come on her boobs?”

I felt my cheeks heat up instantly as I blushed furiously. How my body had enough blood left to manage that with the way my heart was racing to keep my cock as hard as a rock was a feat of unimaginable proportions.

“How about we do both?” Mom offered and then winked as she lifted my cock, so it was sticking straight up and then ran her tongue from the base all the way to the tip and then gave it a few seductive, loving kisses before taking the head back into her mouth.

What she did next was an all-out assault on my dick with every single available talent she could manage at one time. I went from aroused to coming uncontrollably in mere moments. The first jet left my cock before I could even warn her it was going to happen. If it shocked or surprised her, she didn’t show it. The second pulse followed the first in her willing mouth and then she pulled back, taking me out and stroked me furiously as she aimed my dick at the center of her chest, just below her neck and at the very top slopes of her breasts.

“Yes, give me that beautiful come. Come for me, Sam.” Her eyes were hard, and her nostrils were flaring as she commanded me to come for her in the nastiest, most taboo, incredible, perfect way imaginable.

I almost asked if I could shoot on her face, but my mind didn’t work quick enough because the third, fourth, fifth and final shot rocketed out onto her neck and across both her left and right breasts before I got the chance.

My legs started shaking as I finished and I almost collapsed right on top of her, my chest heaving and my heart pounding.

I looked over at my mom, covered in my come. Not covered, not really, but I could clearly see the three lines and small pools of my seed as it collected in the valleys of her skin.

“Better?” Mom asked.

“Oh. My. God!”

“I thought you might like that.”

“Like it? I loved it! Where did you learn to do that?”

“You really want to know?”

The questioning look she gave me held my tongue.

“Now, I think it’s time I let you give me a little help.”

Mom leaned back, spread her legs and her hand went between them as her fingers started exploring her smooth, beautiful pussy and clit.

I took a couple deep breaths and then grinned, moving around the couch so I could kneel between her opened legs. If she wanted some help, that’s what she was going to get. Help, and a whole lot of it.

When I headed upstairs to get ready for school, I was covered in a sheen of sweat and flushed from head to toe. I was just about to walk into my bedroom when Sara came out of hers, yawning and rubbing her eyes as she made her way down for breakfast.