Beside himself with incestuous lust and sexual horniness, he stared at his mother as if he was having a sexual fantasy.
“Mom,” he said and was all that he could say.
She gave him another sexy smile and another naughty look and before he answered her first question, she asked him a second question.
“Tell me. I’d like to know. Would you like for me to give you a blowjob? Is that what you want? Do you want Mommy to suck your cock,” she said stroking him faster and harder? “I bet you’d love to cum in my mouth. I bet you’d love me to swallow your cum too,” she said with a sexy smile and a dirty laugh.
The color drained from his face and his jaw fell open again. He imagined his mother blowing him. He imagined his mother looking up at him with her big, blue eyes with his hard, hairy prick stretching her mouth. He imagined cumming in his mother’s mouth and watching her swallow his cum.
“God, yes,” he said while hoping she wasn’t just teasing him. “Oh, Mom, I’d love for you to blow me. I’d love to cum in your mouth. I’d love for you to swallow my cum,” he said sliding a slow finger across her full lips while hoping she was serious about giving him a blowjob and allowing him to cum in her beautiful mouth.
She smiled before taking his finger in her mouth to suck his finger as if she was sucking his prick.
“If I remember correctly when I was standing in your room this morning while watching you masturbate yourself, you said that you wanted to give me a cum bath,” she said looking at her son as if she was an attorney. “Tell me. I’m curious. Is that what you’d still like to do? Do you still want to give me a cum bath? Do you still want to not only shoot a load of cum in my mouth but also ejaculate a second load all over my face, in my hair, and across my naked breasts?”
Unmercifully teasing him, she looked at him with insight while he stared at her with sexual excitement. He couldn’t believe they were having the pillow talk that he always hoped they have. If it wasn’t enough that he was naked and in bed with his naked mother on Christmas Eve, he couldn’t believe they were about to have sex. If she was willing to masturbate him and blow him, he wondered what else his mother would consensually do. He hoped she wasn’t just teasing him.
“More than anything, Mom,” he said. “I’d love for you to masturbate me. I’d love to cum all over your hand, and across your beautiful breasts. I’d love for you to blow me and allow me to cum in your mouth. I’d love to watch you swallow my cum, before giving you a cum bath.”
She lifted her head from her pillow to rest it in her hand and to support it with her elbow. She looked at him again but he didn’t turn to look at her. Feeling awkwardly embarrassed that he wanted his mother in such an incestuously, forbidden, sexual way, nonetheless, wishing that she’d masturbate him before blowing him, he couldn’t help but to feel as incestuously perverted as he felt sexually excited. Never had he felt as sexually excited with Jessica as he felt with his mother now. Never had he wanted his ex-girlfriend in the way that he wanted his mother.