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Ethel showed us to different rooms before coming back and leading me to the testing room. After stripping and assuming a prone position on the bed, Ethel said, “Only one test today. We’ll see how your mother deals with her son’s prick.”
“She already had a good time with it during our practice session. It won’t take her long to figure out it’s me. The test might be over in a few minutes.”
Ethel chuckled. “You underestimate your mother. Women are more uninhibited when they believe their identity is concealed, even if they suspect they’re not.”
Mom was led in and seated. She wasted no time and was groping me seconds after the bell rang. One hand cupped my balls while her free one searched and explored my cock. Her fingertips traced around my flared ridge. She identified me within seconds and raised her right hand. Surprisingly, she didn’t stop the test but continued to gently caress my prick. Less nervous this time, my shaft hardened with her touch. Her hand stroked faster until my manhood was steel-hard.
After several compressed, long strokes, the ending alarm sounded. Her hand didn’t stop. I groaned when she twisted my sensitive tip. Her hot breath washed over my head, followed with a touch of her moist lips. Mom kissed up and down my length before switching to licking. She lapped my prick like a Popsicle. I gasped when her mouth enclosed my head and her rough tongue washed my tip. Locking the top of my prick in her mouth, her hand rapidly stroked my shaft.
I was nearing orgasm. Her mouth descended lower as her teeth lightly scraped my cock. It was the best blowjob I’d ever experienced. She fucked me with her mouth while maintaining pressure on my balls. Eruption was seconds away. There was no way I could warn her. Would she get disgusted when I blow my load? I couldn’t help but moan as blood filled my stem and my head expanded at the back of her mouth.
She sensed it and instead of pulling off, she squeezed my balls and sunk her mouth as far as she could. Blobs of thick goo spurted out my cannon and shot down her throat. She expertly swallowed every drop. When my balls were drained, she pulled off and kissed my deflating prick.
Ethel entered and escorted Mom out of the room. It took some time to recover from the experience of my mom sucking me off. She knew it was me. It would be interesting to see her reaction when we discussed it at home.
Ethel retrieved me, and I was surprised to see my mom was the only one waiting in the hall. She had an ecstatic look on her face. Was it from the blowjob or the fact we would be awarded the grand prize?
Ethel announced, “This is a first for me. We have a tie. We’ll have another contest tomorrow. It’ll be something entirely different. I can’t give you a hint as I’m not sure of it myself. It might be another battery of questions with no physical testing.” Mom’s face turned to concern as we left for home.
After working on chores all afternoon, we ate and relaxed in the living room. Normally, Mom doesn’t discuss anything from the contest at night, but tonight she couldn’t contain herself. “Jason, what did you think of today’s activities?”
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