“You’ll need something as a comparison” she stopped to whisper, “Of course, mother’s love isn’t really the same thing as romantic interest, as I’m sure you know”.
“Uh-huh” I bit my lip.
“But just relax and don’t worry, and we’ll see where we can get with that” mom said, and bent down to warmly kiss my balls. I sighed and laid back, closing my eyes as her tongue started working on them. After a while I could feel her lips and tongue started moving upwards on the shaft, I was completely hard again, unsurprisingly. Her hand took a deliberately firm but loving hold of the hardness, retracting the foreskin, and I felt mom’s lips touch the tip for a second as she shifted into a better position, and then they slipped around the shaft and slid down.
Mom worked slowly and carefully, her head bobbing first with little motions, and little by little increasing the tempo and depth of her suction, as well as the movement of her tongue and hands. I reached to brush mom’s curls off her face, and looked her in the eyes and she slowed down again, as it wasn’t the time so soon. Her large dark eyes carefully studied the depths of my soul, my feelings and expressions, and what she saw in them made her lips tighten their hold again and soon her head was in bouncing motion again, her tongue fluttering with each downward movement.
After several preparative goes like this, mom’s gentle maternal instinct and the way I groaned and twisted under the movements of her mouth told her when the right time had arrived, and she quickly started stroking and sucking hard and fast, in a steady, constant rhythm which I knew wasn’t going to stop until I had given everything.
“Oh mom!” I screamed as I came so hard mom’s cheeks bulged and even her eyes widened in sudden surprise of the amount and force of my ejacualtion. She couldn’t help swallowing immediately, though, as it was after all her own child’s warm sperm and she knew what a precious gift that was. Mom made a little whimpering sound every time I squirted in her mouth and she gulped wetly, showing how much she appreciated everything I was giving her. She fondled and caressed my balls, wanting to suck them dry, and I let her do so, gently caressing her curly hair and softly gasping: “Here. You. Are. Mom…” through spasming ecstacy as she caught full mouthfuls one after the other.
Afterwards mom covered my balls in kisses, and, still seemingly surprised by the amount of sperm I had shot, and spoke in warm with warm compassion and admiration: “Well, there’s no doubt of your love for your mother after that”.
“Thank you, mom” I said and smiled, and hugged her. Mom let me suckle on her nipple until my breathing and heartbeat calmed and I fell asleep in her arms, instinctively pressing against her soft breasts.
“Sweet dreams, little darling,” she whispered.