Dr. Matheson's Wife

I had just shaken the forbidden mental image of my mother when she ruined any reprieve I had earned for myself.

"I saw you last night, you know." she said.

I went cold for a minute, freezing in place as I tried to think of what else she could possibly be referring to.

"I know you were watching me last night with my toy. I saw you right before I came."

My face went red. I was at a complete loss for words to say.

"I didn't mind that you saw me. In fact, I kind of got excited seeing how shaken you were. "

My mind was blank. I felt numb. Not a single intelligent thought or conceivable action to take came to me. I felt like I was watching some cheesy porno flick I had seen back in college.

I glanced sideways at my mother as she lifted a napkin off of the table and let it go, watching it slowly flitter to the floor.

"Oops. I dropped my napkin."

My jaw went slack as she slithered out of her chair and crept silently under the table. I tried to turn away from where her seat had been as there was almost no way of concealing my erection from her now.

Suddenly, I felt her hands on my thighs. I felt my cock throbbing in my shorts. I gasped out loud as I heard the zipper being pulled down and I felt fingers unfastening the buckle. I almost jumped in my seat as I felt hot breath on my exposed member. Every muscle in me tightened as I felt warm, wet tongue suddenly glide deliciously up the length of my hard cock. It paused at the top of the shaft, then swirled exploratively around the head.

I banged my hand on the table. My heart was racing a million miles per minute. I glanced down, blinking as if this were a dream suddenly going to fade away to real life again. I only succeeded in making eye contact with my own mother as she eagerly took me in her mouth.

I couldn't believe it. Watching my own mother's lips close around her son's cockhead, sucking on it like some delicious morsel before greedily gulping more down her throat. I shuddered as inch after inch of my shaft disappeared into the recesses of her mouth. It was so warm and wet inside, and her tongue slid up against me as she shielded me from her teeth. She quickly pulled her head back, my cock making a popping sound as it came out.

"Mmm so tasty. You want to feed mommy your big hard cock?" she cooed before slipping her tongue over me again. I brushed some hair out of her face as she kissed and licked up and down my slippery shaft, drooling all over me as she went lower towards my balls. She reached a hand into my drawers and grabbed them, applying firm but not too constricting pressure to them. She guided out a bit of my scrotum and licked it. When the continued pulling finally caused one of my balls to plop out, she eagerly sucked on it, too.

"Oh god, Mom, that feels so good, but this is so wrong."

Mom pulled away, encircling her fingers around me as she did, and she started rubbing up and down, up and down, tenderly stroking my cock.

"Well, let's just make this our little secret. I just want to make my special boy happy."

She winked at me, then took me even deeper in the back of her throat. A river of saliva seemed to flow from her mouth, and she sounded like she was choking as I felt my cock slam into the back of her throat. Mom looked up at me with bloodshot eyes, and a single tear ran down her cheek. When she pulled back again, the air whooshed into her lungs. Long, silky lines of drool clung to me.

"Mmm now sweetie, give mama your tasty cum."

"You want me to...to cum?" I was dumbfounded.

Mom nodded. "I want to taste it." She said, sticking her tongue out and tapping it with her finger. She then leaned back down and started face-fucking my cock.

I moaned. Never had I felt anything like this. Not even the handie I got from a girl back in the college Homecoming festival felt so intense. I felt the building pressure in my loins.

I fought to keep back a thousand tsunamis, but as I heard the wet choking sound of my sweet mother forcing my cock into the back corner of her mouth, I couldn't help but let it go. An explosion of hot cum filled her mouth as I bucked my hips in sweet orgasmic release.

I slipped back out of her mouth and saw streaks of it running down her chin. She struggled with the mouthful for a moment, then laid her head back and swallowed. She leaned back forward and used a finger to brush any trace of my semen back into her mouth. She licked her finger, savoring it.

She then licked her lips and thanked me for the salty treat. She sat back in her chair, and started sipping her coffee like nothing had even happened. I still sat slumped in my chair, my now limp dick exposed beneath the table.