Mommy Wants Every Shot
I don’t exactly remember what happened, or how I agreed to it, but, at the time, it didn’t seem all that unreasonable, and my mom didn’t seem all that unreasonable, or selfish. In fact, at the time, I was happy to do it, very happy. Especially considering everything my mom did for me, with her troubled pregnancy, and all my various ailments along the way. Why shouldn’t I promise every shot to her? After all, she is my mom. And I literally owe her everything. If you ask me, I’m getting off easy. Giving her every shot is a small price to pay, in my opinion. For all her love. And all her commitment. Of course, it doesn’t hurt my mom is an extraordinary cocksucker.
“Hi, Mom,” I said, lying there in my bed, as I watched my mom’s short and shapely silhouette materialize out of the darkness.
“Hello, there,” my mom said, sounding famished, or just extremely anticipatory about something, as her big beautiful brown eyes and gorgeous face, with her soft flowing blond hair, along with her bubbly perfect little body, which was barely covered in the sexiest little white, mostly see-through negligee and the skimpiest little white panties, slid into my bed and slipped her little hands down inside my covers and inside my boxers and around my big cock, making it grow extremely fast and extremely hard in her strong little fingers, as she jerked it up and out of the slit, suddenly filling her mouth, before pausing to say, “Oh, Mommy’s Gift is so big and strong.” And, then, filling her mouth right back up again.
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I shivered at the ungodly pleasure. “Mom, what’s going on?” I said through trembling lips.
She unmouthed me. “What do you think’s going on?”
“I don’t have a fucking clue.” I sighed hard.
“Language.” My mom glared at me.
“Sorry, Mom. I don’t have a friggin’ clue.” I amended, sighing all the harder.
“My Gift is 18 today, all grown up, so big and strong, and Mommy can’t begin to tell you how long she’s been waiting to do exactly what she’s about to do.”
“What is Mommy about to do?”
My mom smiled, scrunching her beautiful doll-like face up. “You’ll see. Just remember to let go. Mommy wants it all. Every shot.” Read More
“Oh, fuck!” I said, scared shitless, when I felt a hand suddenly reach up from under my desk and wrap around my hand, which was wrapped around my big cock, and then, suddenly, peel my hand away, only to be replaced with a mouth, as it turned out, my mom’s mouth, as her super soft and slick lips pushed down my absolutely pristine, rock-hard 9-inch cock, bobbing a half-dozen times before I even knew what hit me, pleasuring me beyond measure, up and down on my very ripe cock, and, in doing so, showing next to no regard for my rather long and methodical porn perusing/masturbation process, as she, skipped all that, cutting to the front of the line, forcing me to grip my desk with both hands, barely able to focus on the gangbang in progress on my computer screen.
As I grimaced and grunted, and absolutely came undone inside my mom’s relentless lips, much to her delight, and much to her happy moaning and happy counting sounds, counting each hot shot, until I was completely empty, and she drew her lips up to my extremely sensitive cockhead, licking and flicking it like a bully terrorizing some poor little schmuck on the playground, as I sniffled and shivered, near tears and melting away in my chair, which allowed me to see my mom more clearly, as she continued to tease my cock relentlessly, while I barely noticed, to my surprise, she was completely naked, with her big boobs and beaming nipples wobbling about like wrecking balls, while the rest of her nakedness knelt under my desk.
“Mmm, a very lovely 6 shots,” my mom said, perhaps, finally done licking the living daylights out of my half-traumatized cockhead.
“You swallowed already?” I said, a question I seemed to be asking my mom more and more during the last several days.
“Hm-mmm.” She nodded proudly, rubbing her belly. Read More
“Oh, I guess you did miss me…” I said, losing myself quickly in my mom’s mouth, as the rest of my body melted into the driver’s seat and the airport parking garage around us faded away.
“Mm-hmm,” my mom sounded, sucking the living daylights out of me and my very jet-lagged over-tired cock.
“Mom, I’d really like to go home and go to sleep, if I can,” I struggled to say, as my mom continued to suck my still, not quite hard cock, and yet, still feeling just as good, if not better than it ever felt.
“Oh, Gift, we can’t go home,” my mom said, after finally unmouthing me, to simply start playing with my sleepy cock with her strong little fingers. “There’s terrible traffic. And, I’m afraid, we’re just going to have to stay the night in the city.”
“Oh, we are?” I smiled, surprised to find out exactly how far my mom’s treachery could go, at least when a chance to have me all to herself was in the balance.
“Gift, what’s the matter with your cock? Mommy’s so hungry,” she said, continuing to man-handle, or woman-handle my cock. “Mommy never would have let you go to France if she knew you were going to come back with such an uncooperative cock.”
“Oh, Mom…” I said, starting to shiver in her hand. “You better put your mouth on it,” I added very lightly.
“Why? It’s not even hard?” she said, incredulous.
“Mom!” I practically roared.
Then, finally, my mom listened to me. I would think, especially considering after all these many nights filled with her sucking my cock, my mom would listen to me when I was trying to communicate I was going come. Read More
I woke in a huff, coming in my mom’s mouth, as I heard myself say, probably louder than ever, “Fuck!”
And my mom, bobbing slowly, and gulping even slower, eyed me, her big brown eyes practically glowing in the moonlight, while I finished coming.
“Hi, Mom,” I said, as I watched my mom, in her usual white robe, sans anything else, causing her big boobs to nearly knock me into next week, when she accidentally smacked my face with one, while she was grabbing her Shot Diary and trying to climb over me at the same time.
“Hi. Ooh. Sorry.”
“Fuck, Mom, I’m barely awake, and you’re trying to concuss me back to sleep.”
“Sweetheart!” She giggled. “Mommy said she was sorry,” she said, using the light on her phone to light up her diary as she scribbled in her next entry. “1584 yummy yummy shots.” Then she dotted it like it was the most perfect sentence ever written and closed it up. “Did you have fun at your party?”
“It was all right.”
“Do you feel like a high school graduate?”
“No. I feel free. Light. Like I could float away. But, that could just be the orgasm talking. Thank you very much,” I said, as I excused myself, down to my mom’s pussy, and dipped my tongue inside.
“Gift…” my mom said, almost whining, not unlike she always did when she was trying to scold me for licking her pussy on a school night.
“Mom, you’re not the only one around here who’s hungry.”
“Well. All right. We’ll call it a graduation present.” Read More
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