She wants to know exactly what’s wrong which, you have to admit, doesn’t sound like the most comfortable conversation. But she’s insistent, and she’s always been able to help you before, and so you acquiesce, telling her what happened and the little, um, problem you’ve been having. She looks relieved, saying that its common and totally surmountable. Then, she asks, shyly, whether she could help you with it. "It’s just that I hate seeing you like this!" she says, "upset, about something that I could help with!" She promises that it will help, and that you’ll take it really slowly, and you agree, already feeling yourself stiffen as she straddles you, pressing herself into your lap. "Slow, ok?" she says again, and brushes the side of your face with her soft hand. She kisses you gently on the forehead, seeking permission before she places a kiss on your lips. It’s all you can do not to grab her hips and pull her closer, to kiss her deeply. Slowly, she removes her top, revealing a sexy black bra that cradles her soft and large breasts. After a few more kisses, you suggest that she remove her skirt too. She peels it off as you watch her curves reveal themselves, the red panties she’s wearing leaving very little to the imagination.
As she takes her place on your lap, you can tell she feels the hardness of your cock against her. She tells you its time to move forward, instructing you to stand up and take off your pants – if you’re ok with that. You almost fall over, hurrying to remove them. Once you are standing, with your hard cock jutting out in front of you, your mother stands in front of you, kissing your face as she gently strokes your cock. You feel her pulling you towards her panties, feel the warmth of her emanating out as she strokes you. She steps back, flustered, blushing. She slowly gets on her knees, positioning herself in front of your cock. She strokes it gently towards her mouth, before asking if it would be ok to kiss it. You nod rapidly, unable to speak, as your mother kisses and licks your engorged member. You’re throbbing. You think you might even cum if she keeps going. Slowly, she takes you into her mouth, sucking expertly at your young cock. She moves her head up and down, milking you with her warm mouth. She looks up at you, seeing how close you are, and tells you to relax. "It’s ok, sweetie," she says, "cum in my mouth." That’s all the encouragement you need, and you let the hot building load spurt in thick ropes from your cock, onto your mother’s waiting tongue. She moans with each drop of cum that lands on her tongue, savoring her son’s young, sticky seed.
