Then I woke up.
Mum was no longer lying in front of me, but was now kneeling on the floor, facing the couch – and she had my whole dick in her mouth. Her eyes were closed, and the movement of her arms told me she was masturbating.
“Oh fuck, mum!” I shouted in surprise.
Her eyes burst open, in complete terror. She lifted her face off of my dick. It was a stunning sight to see my cock reappearing from her mouth. I was astonished at how she was able to take it all, and it made me horny as hell.
“Hush son, just enjoy.”
She spoke in a sultry voice, licking my dick in between words. With that, she gently pushed my chest back, to make me lie down again. She went back to work, sucking my dick back into her glorious mouth. She slowly bobbed her head up and down, slithering her tongue all over the sensitive head. I moaned in exquisite pleasure. It wasn’t long before I knew I was going to cum. Mum seemed to sense this and started rolling my balls in her hand, as if coaxing the ejaculate out.
“Mum, I’m gonna…” I breathed out.
She sucked even harder, lifting her head almost off my dick, leaving the tip at the entrance to her mouth. She looked up at me with her beautiful eyes. This was all I could take, I lost it. I fought to keep my eyes open to watch my cum spurt into her mouth. My cum in my mum’s mouth. It was the most powerful orgasm of my life. Cum kept pouring from my dick, like a fountain. And yet, mum caught all of it in her mouth, all the while looking at me in the eye.
At last, I stopped cumming. All the cum that had been collected in mum’s mouth disappeared as she tilted her head back and swallowed. She licked her lips at the end. I think she enjoyed that more than the meal earlier. She then fell forward and rested her head on my chest. We hugged for many minutes in silence. I stroked her hair; the situation reminded me of being with April. Mum spoke first.
“I’m sorry, son. You fell asleep and then your dick was poking me in the back. It had been so long. I wanted it and when you woke up, I couldn’t stop.” She spoke quickly and quietly, with a wavering voice. “Please don’t think I’m a weirdo or anything.” Tears were forming in her eyes.
“Mum, you’re not a weirdo, calm down. I don’t regret it, neither should you. You were great.” I kissed her forehead.
“Thanks, James.” She reached her head up and kissed me on the lips.
We fell asleep like that, together. That night, I dreamt of mum, April barely appeared.
I woke up the next morning, and stumbled out of bed. I then strolled into the kitchen, where mum was pouring cereal into two bowls. She had the translucent robe on again, this time without the bra and panties. I was really tempted to grab her ass as it looked so inviting. Instead, however, I took a seat at the table. Mum then walked towards me. She had an extra bounce in her step; she looked happier today. With the extra bounce, her unrestricted tits wobbled with each step. She handed me my cereal.
“Did you want anything else?”
“Can I have some milk?” I asked, eyeing her tits. She laughed, nervously it seemed.