I didn’t have to talk dirty, but I was hoping it might earn us an extra tip at the end of the session. Plus, I had to admit, I was actually getting turned on for the first time since I’d started showing off my cooch online.
“I never knew my son had such a big beautiful cock.” I’d suspected as much, but it was perversely gratifying to be able to confirm it in the flesh. “And look at those sexy balls.”
I cupped my hand up under his nutsack and fondled his loose-hanging balls. Absolutely delightful. Every mother should be allowed the privilege to play with her son’s cock like this at least once. I’d jacked off a long line of dicks over the years, but this was the first time it felt special for me.
“Mommy wants your cum,” I vamped. “Are you going to shoot your big load all over Mommy’s tits?”
Jesse looked down, his eyes focusing on my nipples poking out through my frilly bra. He had to be noticing how hard they’d gotten since he first saw them. That warm tingle spread from my chest to a spot down between my legs when I noticed that he was looking at my tits with carnal hunger instead of disgusted contempt. Jesse licked his lips, probably without being conscious of it. I suspected my son wanted to suck my nips. The thought disturbed and excited me in equal measures.
“I let you see Mommy’s titties.” I jerked my son faster, squeezing his balls as I did. “I let you see my pussy. Now I want to see your cum, baby. I want to see it.”
He was rocking slightly in rhythm with my pumping hand. My son was getting close. This was too bizarre. I tried to focus on the fact that it was nothing more than a simple business transaction. Two hundred dollars. Mortgage, electric bill, groceries, gas. Two hundred dollars. A one-time thing just to get by. Two hundred dollars.
“Oh, fuck,” Jesse moaned.
I felt my pussy throb when he did that. He was getting off on me jerking his cock, and I was getting off on doing it. Who the hell was I trying to kid? Two hundred dollars? I’d probably have done this for free if given the chance. I’d never thought about my son in an explicitly sexual way before, but now that I had his manly cock in my hands I couldn’t imagine why I hadn’t. He was young and handsome, a bit rough around the edges, but he had a great body and very kissable lips. I don’t know why I’d never considered the stud living under my own roof on any of those long, lonely nights when it was just me and my fingers.
“That’s it, baby, cum for Mommy.” It was all I could do to resist taking his cock in my mouth and sucking him off. I gave his nuts a gentle twist and jacked him faster. “Give it to me! I want your cum!”
“Shit, Mom…I’m…” His cockhead swelled. “I’m gonna…” He didn’t have to finish what he was trying to say. A moment later it was obvious.
A thick, white jet of cum blasted out of his cock and hit me in the center of my chest with a forceful splatter. The warm jizz felt amazing against my skin. I barely had enough presence of mind to grab one of my titties and angle his dick at it. The next spurt shot out and landed on my nipple. I turned my shoulders to offer him the other one. Another pulse of goo squirted onto my frilly bra, but the final shot coated my nipple in that precious pearly cream.