This was again met with a look of wonderment in his eyes as he realised that his mother was going to suck him off.
I slid to my knees before him, dragging his sweat pants down as I went. I was on my knees in front of my own son, his large cock just inches from my expectant lips. I leant forward and kissed the head of his cock before taking him in my hand and slowly sliding my hot mouth over his helmet. Tom groaned as I slid his huge rock hard organ further into my mouth until I could take no more. As I sucked his throbbing crown and licked up along the wonderful shaft, Tom spoke again, quite confidently.
“Mum, suck my balls and look at me while you are doing it,” he ordered.
A thrilling shock ran through me at his command and I lowered myself further to take one of his balls into my mouth. As I rolled it around inside and swirled my tongue around it, I never took my eyes off his. Alternating between taking his testicles in my mouth and moving up to engulf his cock with my lips I worked on my son.
After a long time teasing his thick pulsating meat, Tom’s breathing was beginning to get shallow and more like panting, his legs had begun to tremble and I knew he was getting close.
“Mum, can I come in your mouth please?” he asked.
“Of course darling,” I replied and whilst pursing my lips and exaggeratedly kissing the tip of his cock, I gave him what I hoped would be a shy, coy, teasing and coquettish ‘little girl’ look.
As Tom began to gasp,
“Oh yes, oh god, oh fuck mum, I am going to cum” I held him firm in my mouth and teased him to the final flourish. As Tom began to spurt his hot potent semen into my mouth he shook me to the core.
“Mummy.” he whispered.
I nearly came on the spot. Tom had not addressed me as mummy since he was a little boy, and the timing of him using the name in the situation that we were in, brought the whole concept of what we were doing into my consciousness.
I was on my knees as my son filled my mouth with jet after jet of sticky young cum. It filled my mouth, it hit my throat and it lay across my tongue in huge cables. There was a gallon of the stuff and to my amazement, my first ever taste of a boys cum was surprisingly pleasant. I kept my son’s semen in my mouth while I tasted it and got used to the texture. I also held his cum in my mouth because it made me feel like a woman, I was finally getting to do all the things that women enjoyed and I wanted to savour and prolong the moment that I had cum in my mouth for the first time.
“Mummy.”
The word and all its innuendo, symbolism, implication and significance would not leave my mind.
As Tom helped me to my feet and stared into my eyes he whispered,
“I love you mum,”
“And I love you too Tom,” I replied.
“No mum you don’t understand, he said, I am in-love with you,”
“Like I said Tom, I replied again, and I am in-love with you too.”
“Please Rebecca, he said shocking me by using my name, I want to kiss and lick your pussy.”
I was unsure what shocked me most, calling me by my name, the language that he had used, or the suggestion of what he wanted to do to me. However I was sure of one thing,