When I first lost it and blew up at my mother, I never imagined I would find myself here. I am sitting in my comfy chair in the living room, and my mother is sitting on her legs, at my feet, with her head in my lap, and just suckling on my cock. She is not sucking it. Instead, I am having her just keep it in her mouth and suck on it gently, like it is a pacifier. I am LOVING the feel of her mouth on my cock, and it is taking ALL of my self control to not grab her head and face fuck her. I am intentionally keeping her from escalating this to a full blown blow job. I want it to be more of a loving act, than a sexual act, if that makes sense. I want to train her to relate comfort and love, with having my cock in her mouth.

The way she is resting her face on my thigh, it looks like she could actually fall asleep right now, while suckling my semi-hard cock. Her eyes are closed and she has a look of bliss on her face. It is hard to believe that this is the same woman, who showed up at my door, so full of hate and resentment for me. I guess it was good for me that she showed up destitute and desperate also.

This is a volatile mix, especially when it is mixed liberally with years of unfulfilled sexual frustration. I never would have imagined it of my mother, that she would have suffered such a lack of real sexual experience. She is very attractive, has a fucking amazing body with big tits, a nice full round ass, a slim waist, and thick long black hair. She always reminded me of a shorter, curvier Morticia Adams, from the Adams Family. However, unlike the TV character, my mother grew up a wealthy, self entitled, royal bitch. I guess it doesn’t matter how hot you are, if you are a total cunt to men, you end up not experiencing a lot of loving relationships. The result is a sexually frustrated woman, who is down on her luck and is completely ripe for manipulation.

I didn’t consciously decide I was going to break my bitch of a mother down, and train her to be my perfect slut. It just kind of emerged during a cosmic melt down, in which years of suffering at my mother’s emotional abuse, exploded like a lust volcano. If she hadn’t responded with such a strong sexual reaction, this story would have taken a whole different turn. However, when I found that I had fallen into a hole in the ground and discovered I was surrounded by gold, I did not question my good luck. I immediately made a plan to refine this gold and enjoy all of the pleasure I would get from it.

When I realized how quickly she fell from her lofty perch and accepted how far she had fallen, I continued to drive her farther down. I forced her to rock bottom, so that she would always know that it was me, her Son, who had the power to bring her back up. I knew I had her, when I heard her loudly masturbating in the dressing room at the Victoria’s Secret, at the mall. Up until that point, she was doing things I made her do, but when she was so excited and of her own free will masturbated so publicly, I knew she was ready for training.

The first thing I did was reward her for being such a good girl for me. We were so desperate to fuck we couldn’t even wait to leave the mall. Luckily, I knew about the family bathroom down a service corridor. After we came explosively, we rushed home and I gave her another treat, to reinforce to her, that good girls get treats. My treat was giving her an amazing orgasm while making love to her pussy with my mouth. I am good eating pussy, but I wouldn’t normally call it an a amazing treat, but due to my mothers terrible treatment of everyone throughout her life, she apparently had never had anyone give her really good head before.

How lucky am I, that I was the first person to ever make her cum with my mouth? She was acting like I invented cunnilingus, and I performed some kind of magic with my tongue and fingers. This will come in VERY handy as I train her. You can’t put a price on a reward that a slut feels a desperate need for. And I can NOT get this big fucking smile off my face, knowing that I, her son, was the first and only man to ever give her this pleasure.

It was with this feeling of pleasure and debt to me, that I told her to come sit at my feet and take my cock in her mouth. She did it without a second thought. What a difference a few days can make. Before she came groveling at my door, she had only given two blow jobs in her entire life. When I had her broken down, I asked her and she told me that she had only done it twice, to my father, when she was still trying to snare him into marrying her. She told me that it was disgusting and she hated it. So, to have her willingly take my cock, in her mouth was a HUGE win. Knowing that I hadn’t washed it since it was in her pussy not long before, that made it soooo much better.

As I am stroking her hair and her cheek lovingly, I ask her, “So, how does your pussy taste on my cock? Can you taste your cum mixed with mine, from our fuck in the bathroom at the mall? I thought you told me sucking a cock was disgusting and you hate it. You seem to really enjoy what you are doing right now. I know that I really enjoyed tasting my cum inside your cunt when I was licking you just now.” I intentionally reminded her of her earlier opinion and used the word “cunt” because I knew it was a word she hated. I also tied these thoughts together with the pleasure I gave her from eating her.

I can see many thoughts playing out on her face. I can tell she is coming to grips with so many conflicting emotions. I even see her stop suckling on my cock, and sort of evaluate how my cock feels in her mouth. She looks like she is concentrating on the taste of my cummy cock, as if evaluating the quality of a fine wine. I see her shrug her shoulders, as if thinking, “I guess I was wrong,” but she doesn’t say a word in response. She just goes back to suckling my cock and swirling it around her mouth with her tongue. This is feeling FUCKING amazing, and it takes a lot of will power to pull my cock form her mouth, but I do. It pulls from her mouth with a wet slurping sound.

She looks up at me with a desperate look of longing in her eyes. Her mouth is unconsciously opening and closing like a baby bird wanting to be fed. I can see that she is thinking, “Why did you take that away??? I need THAT.”

I answer her unasked question, “I took my cock away from you, because you didn’t answer my questions. You have to earn that when I ask you something, I expect an answer. When I tell you something, I expect you to do it. Do You understand?”

“Yyyyes, I guess I do,” she answers quietly and shyly.

“Yes WHAT?” I ask her, more demanding this time.

“Yes, Sir ... I am so sorry ... I forgot,” she corrects herself.

“Good girl. Now answer my questions. I could tell that you were thinking about them, especially how my cock felt and tasted in your mouth.”

“I am not sure how to answer really ... Sir. When I think about it, I still think it is disgusting ... especially to have a dirty cock in my mouth ... But it is hard to explain, the taste of my pussy and your cum on your cock, some how tastes ... right. I don’t know how to explain it ... It was like when I first tasted Scotch. It was terrible and burned my mouth and throat, but now when I drink it, I get a warm comforting feeling. That is kind of how this feels. If I think about the taste, it isn’t pleasant, but when I just let myself experience it, I feel that same warm and comforting feeling. In fact, I can’t remember a time when I was more at peace, than just now, laying on your lap, with your cock in my mouth.”

I am very pleased with her answer and I tell her so, “That is very good mom. I like that answer and I really like that I can give you that feeling of comfort and love. I will always make you feel like that, if you are a good girl and always do as I ask. Is that what You want mom?”

“Yes, please, YES...,” she answers, as she begins to cry, she is so overwhelmed with the emotion of the moment.

I reach out my arms to her and I tell her, “Come to me.” She falls into my arms. I wrap my arms around her tight, as I sit her on my lap. We start to kiss. It is the passionate kiss of lovers. As I enjoy her lips on mine and her tongue exploring my mouth, I reach a hand between her legs and trace her wet and swollen pussy lips with my finger. I push inside her and feel her GASP and moan into my mouth. She is running her fingers through my hair and pulling my mouth harder to hers. I swirl and run my finger around inside her pussy. I feel it opening like a flower for me. I feel her start to roll her hips forward, trying to drive my finger deeper into her. I press my thumb on her sensitive, exposed clit, and I feel her whole body shudder, as she loudly moans into my mouth.