GOOD MORNING SLEEPY HEAD

 

GOOD MORNING SLEEPY HEAD

 

I was having the most amazing dream! I was getting this incredible blowjob from a mystery woman that I’d met at a store of all places. It was incredible, like, better than any blowjob I’d ever gotten in my life. The dream was total heaven, and even when I realized it was a dream, and felt the call of the real world, I was doing everything I could to hold on to those thoughts and those sensations. 

The image of it faded first, but I could swear that I could still feel that warm, wet throat coaxing pleasure out of me even as I started to open my eyes. 

Then I opened my eyes…

 

And uh, the first words out my mouth were just, “Mom!?”

Looking down, my very beautiful Mother was laying between my legs, her head bobbing up and down in my lap. At my outburst, Mom froze for a second, then she glanced up at me with, what I was now noticing were really stunning eyes. After a moment, she began to, ever so slowly, pull her mouth off of me. But her full, lipstick covered lips dragged up along the length of me as she looked at me for what felt like a full minute. Her make-up was done, and even her nails were painted, but, she wasn’t wearing a top. Just a pair of blue jeans. 

Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, her lips had finally traveled the full length of my shaft and, grasping it delicately, she drew her mouth off of me that last little bit with a wet and noisy “pop” as she finally released the suction. 

I could barely breathe. On the one hand, what the actual fuck! On the other hand, my beautiful Mother was topless, made up, and drooling as she gave me a blowjob so fucking good I had no words to properly describe it with. 

She stared up at me for a few seconds, a lazy smile spreading across her face. Then her hand started to move. Her grip on my shaft was light, but I was absolutely coated in her saliva as my Mom’s hand began to slowly stroke me. Up and down, over and over, while she looked up at me. 

Then she said, “Good Morning sleepy head”, with, just the softest, most pleasant “Mom tone of voice” you’ve ever heard. I was stunned, and, like an idiot, I just repeated her name like it was a question. 

“Mom…?”, I said, in a clever way, and totally not in an 18 year-old with a brain broken by too much lust kind of way.

But she just gave me a lazy grin, and stopped her hand. Then she said, “Mom what? Mom, stop it, you are going to traumatize me, and I want to forget this ever happened? Or…” And then, still keeping eye contact, she began to plant warm little kiss all along the side of my shaft. When she got to the bottom, she moved back to her position, just above and behind my cock as she, still patient and unrushed as was humanly possible, finished her question. “...or Mom, I had no idea how hot this would be. Please, please keep giving me head?” 

 

For a minute, I hesitated, but when Mom’s body shifted slightly, and I thought she might be getting up, I quickly blurted, “The second one!” 

Mom smiled sweetly, and asked, “Please Mommy, keep sucking my cock?” I nodded, but when I did, she raised her eyebrows just a bit, and gave me this face that I recognized as, “I’m waittttt-inggg”. So, I gave her what she wanted, and said, “Please Mommy, keep sucking my cock?”

When I did, she didn’t hesitate. She shot me a quick wink as she said, “There’s my good boy”, then I watched as my morning wood disappeared back into her mouth, and I felt my Mother’s throat greedily milking my cock.

When I’d first woken up from the dream, I’d felt like I was a few quick strokes away from cumming, but somehow Mom not only managed to make it hotter, and better than it was before, but she also dragged it out for another half an hour. She would take me to the edge, let me back down a little bit, and then send me right back, only to hang me there. She took me to the limits of my ability to feel pleasure over and over again, but never let me fall off of that edge. Until finally, she’d decided that I’d squirmed long enough. 

Mom looked up at me and, drawing her mouth off of me once more, she asked, “Would you like me to swallow it?” I wasn’t sure if she meant deep throat me or swallow my cum, but either way I figured the answer was yes; so I nodded. Again, she waited like I hadn’t answered, and after I second, I realized my mistake, and out loud I replied, “Yes Mom.” Then she smiled, took my hand in hers, and said, “Hand here.” Then she guided my hand to the back of her head, and said, “Now sweetie, I know I’m your Mom. But right now I want you to look at me. Push my head down. And fuck your Mother’s pretty face with this big ol’ cock of yours until your whole load is spent inside Mommy’s throat.” 

She said it as sweet as could be. Then she deep throated me, started playing with my balls, and began sucking for all she was worth. In seconds I was screaming into my arm as I held her head down with my other hands and jack-hammered my cock into her throat!

It was by far, the most powerful orgasm of my life. Like, I was no longer sure if I could call the things I’d had before that moment orgasms in comparison! The process of me cumming felt like it took at least five minutes. 

When I was all done, Mom just glanced up at me, winked with my dick still buried in her throat, and began to slide up off of me. 

When she did, little blobs of cum spilled from her mouth and ran down her face or splattered on to her tits. Mom stood, and, grabbing her shirt from the edge of my bed, she glanced down at her own cum splattered tits and, with a sexy grin, she said, “See. That’s why you always take your top off before sucking off an 18-year-old.” Then, like nothing much had happened, she added, “See you at breakfast?”, in a cheerful little tone. 

I was dumbfounded. I did the only thing I could think of and said, “Yes Mom.” 

I never got an explanation after that. There was no story, it wasn’t my birthday, I hadn’t done anything special that I knew of. Just, one day I woke up to a blowjob. Then, from that day forward, Mom going down on me because she felt like it, or I was “being good”, was just something that happened. And I am 100% sure that I am NEVER going to question it! 

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