‘I know I’m going to regret this tomorrow’ she said as the reached into Dave’s pants and pulled out his hard, throbbing cock. His mom’s eyes bulged as she surveyed the nine-inch length of his dick, drinking in the sight of the thick, rigid shaft and flared purple head.
By now Dave had completely forgotten about the scholarship. He was firmly fixed in the present as his mom started running the tip of her tongue up the length of his dick, stopping at the tip to lick around a few times before running it back down again. Dave was in absolute heaven. His own busty, beautiful mom, the hottest woman he knew, was expertly tonguing his dick (she was actually a bit clumsy because of the alcohol, but Dave didn’t know the difference anyway).
Olivia took the head into her mouth and started sucking down the length. She took her time, moaning around his shaft as she took it further and further into her mouth. This was Dave’s first blowjob, and it didn’t take him long to start shooting his load straight into his mother’s mouth. She swallowed with glee, eagerly tonguing the tip of Dave’s dick as he shot more and more cum into her mouth.
Once Dave was well and truly spent he looked down at his mom, staring over his softening dick to see a look of concern on her face.
‘I- I’m sorry dear. I got carried away and I don’t… I don’t know why I did that.’
Dave wanted to reassure her, so he just said exactly what was on his mind. ‘Mom, that was the hottest thing that has ever happened to me. You’re the most beautiful and caring woman I know. So don’t feel guilty, you were only trying to make me feel better. That’s what moms are for, right?’
The way his mom kept staring off into space had Dave worried that his message hadn’t gotten though. Olivia stood up, looked at Dave (whose soft dick was still hanging out of his pants), went to her room and shut the door without saying goodnight.
Dave stood, stumbled to his room, got undressed and hit the bed, the effects of the blowjob and alcohol overriding his concern and knocking him out instantly.
Dave woke the next morning to find that his head was throbbing, his mouth was dry and he was sweating profusely. It was the middle of summer and a freak heat wave had rolled into town overnight. Dave had no air conditioner in his room, and when he fell asleep last night he hadn’t opened his window or turned on the ceiling fan, so his room was ridiculously hot and stuffy.
Dave thought back to the previous night and realized that things were still unresolved between him and his mom. He could hear her in the kitchen, presumably making her morning coffee, but that didn’t mean much. Dave rolled out of bed, put on a pair of boxer shorts and stepped out into the hallway. He had expected the air to be cooler out here as he went to wash his face in the bathroom, because Olivia would have started the air conditioner when she got up. Then he realized that neither of them had turned it off last night, and it had probably burned out from running all night.
After he washed his faced and rinsed his mouth out Dave made for the kitchen, heart pounding as he contemplated what his mom’s reaction to last night might be. Would she forget the whole thing? Would she want to do more? Would she cry and call him a pervert and kick him out? The last one seemed unlikely, but he couldn’t help but worry. As he stepped into the kitchen and saw her it became very apparent what she wanted to do.