I can’t stop thinking about my son, how he is growing into a young man. He is developing sexual urges, apparent by the long showers that he takes; and, when he leaves the bathroom, he often looks down at the floor—never in my eyes. This is the first time that he’s kept secrets from me, and I feel alone.
The other night, two of my brother’s friends came to check on me. My son stayed in his room, as he does a lot lately. Lonely and horny, I flirted with the two men; and, before I knew it, I was on the bed, my ass in the air—and one of the guy’s shoving his dick inside of my cunt. He slapped my ass, pinched it. And, I began rolling my tongue across the tip of the other guy’s cock.
In mid-stroke, my mouth enveloping the cock, I saw a tiny shadow reflecting in the mirror. It could only be one person: my son. I stopped and said, “You can come in, honey.” I continued fucking the guys—both who had really large dicks—and told my son to sit on the bed and watch me. I also told him that there would be a test later.
I throttled my hips harder, sucked more vigorously, and drank all of the pre-cum with my cunt and mouth. I wanted my son to see how mammoth these cocks were—how hard he would need to work in order to please someone. Just as I felt the dick swell in my mouth, almost ready to explode with jizz, I pushed my boy’s face to the cock. “Suck,” I commanded.
I began squirting and cumming instantly as I saw my boy resume my position of cock-sucker. He was a natural, such a good boy. I encouraged him, as I was getting pounded even harder. Both men were about to cum; and, I was going to be able to share this moment with the most important man in my life—my son. I could see my son’s cock stiffening in his pants; and, I gently massaged it as he completed his task. Cum spilt down my thighs simultaneously as jizz dripped from the corner of my son’s mouth.
“What a good boy, a perfect boy,” I whispered as I gingerly continued to rub my son’s cock.
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