Chapter 4

"Open your robe Mother. Let me take a good look at you." She blushed a bit but didn't hesitate at all. She undid the cord holding her robe together, slid the robe off her shoulders and stood before her son completely naked. She looked wonderful. The nipples on her round grapefruit size breasts were standing out, hard and proud. I looked down to see Mom's pussy all puffed out in arousal. This was going to be easier than I thought. She really was a slut. It didn't matter to her who's cock she was going to suck. She was getting off on standing naked in front of me.

I reached out and grasped each tit in my two hands, enjoying the softness of the breasts and the hardness of the nipples. She didn't move at all, just letting me caress her tits while my prick began to rise. I already came four times that day but I was sure that the thought of my first blow job, especially from my own mother, would get me through a fifth time. After all I was only sixteen years old with a perpetual hard on. I let go of mom's tits and mimicked what Joe Carter had done only a few minutes before to her. I put my hands on her shoulders and with just a gentle pressure had mom dropping to her knees in front of me.

Without being told she unbuckled my belt, unhooked and unzipped my jeans. They fell to my ankles. Mom was untying my sneakers and pulling them off my feet. The jeans followed. My briefs were stretched as my cock tried to escape their confines. Mother gasped, her eyes opening wide as she realized that she was dealing with a man sized dick, not some little boy penis. She wasted no time pulling the front of my underwear over my erection, down my legs and off completely. As she knelt with her face only inches from my hardness I could feel her warm breath on my prick.