I helped him, freeing his half-hard dick. I grabbed it, hoping he wasn’t too wasted to get it up. I began stroking him and he let out a drunken giggle. The good news was that I could feel him getting hard in my hand. The bad news was that I also heard a couple customers leaving while I worked my son’s hard-on up to full steam.
‘We’ve seen this all before.’ BeaverMan’s message appeared in the text window. ‘How about something new?‘
“Like what?” I asked into my microphone, as I continued to rub Jesse.
‘50 token if you suck him off.‘
I hated myself for hoping he would suggest exactly that.
“Cody,” I saw that his eyes were closed as he stood swaying next to me. “Cody! Someone offered fifty for me to give you a blowjob.”
“Then what’r’ya waitin’ fer, bitch? Suck it!” He pushed his dick rudely toward my face.
I guess he was too drunk to bother negotiating for his dignity like he usually did. Or, maybe he wanted it as much as I did. I tried not to think about it too much and leaned over to take the head of his cock between my lips. A strange sensation washed over me as I crossed yet one more line I never imagined I would. I actually had my son’s penis in my mouth. What the hell was wrong with me? I leaned in further, taking in as much of his cock as I could manage. Mmm, nothing felt wrong about that. Nothing at all.
I’d sucked plenty of dicks in my life, but this was different. It wasn’t just because Jesse was my son, though that was a major part of it, but more that I really wanted it. I never minded giving blowjobs, but there were only a few men in my life that I got a thrill out of sucking. It turns out that my boy was one of them.
Jesse may have been too drunk to appreciate what was happening, but it didn’t really matter as far as I was concerned. I took him deep into my mouth and worked his cock the best I knew how. I used my tongue, my lips, and just a hint of my teeth to give him the kind of pleasure most men only pray for. God, it felt good.
“Oh, yeah,” he drawled, putting his hand on top of my head. “Mommy knows how ta suck a cock a doodle do, don’ she?” He got even harder in my mouth. “I bet my mommy sucked alotta dicks ta get this good at it.”
I nodded just to humor him and took him deeper. I relaxed and felt the spongy knob of his cockhead slip into my throat. It had been a while since I’d attempted that and gagged after a few seconds. I caught my breath and took him all the way down until my nose pressed into his curly mess of pubic hair.
“Shiiiit, that’s some serious cock swallowin’, Mom. Yer jest a straight up cocksuckin’ whore, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, that’s what I am,” I gasped as I came up for air. “I’m your whore, baby boy. I’m your cocksucking whore of a mother. And all I want is your big dick.” It may have sounded like I was playing it up for tips, but I meant every word of it. As appalled as I was with myself, I was right back on my son’s cock in the next heartbeat and loving every inch of him.
Jesse didn’t say anything more after that. All he did was clumsily stroke my hair and watch me pump his stiff cock with my mouth. I took a moment to lick and suck his balls, which got an unscripted moan out of him. I’d done it more for me than him, but I was happy that he enjoyed it anyway.