Sunday (continued)
Deep down, Helen was afraid of where all this un-natural behaviour was heading but in her semi-intoxicated state, she was already very aroused and the sight of John's magnificent cock was making her even more so. She knew it was wrong, but she found herself wanting to touch it and play with it.
"My God," she gasped, "it's huge. You said it was big Val, but I wasn't prepared for this. Oh John, it's amazing and I love it. I had no idea how big you had grown ... you are much bigger than your father ever was."
She sat down in one of the easy chairs and stared unbelievingly at his throbbing tool as John walked across to where she was sitting, his cock swaying from side to side. She had never seen such a formidable weapon and she couldn't take her eyes off it. Her son, whom she hadn't seen naked since he was a little boy, had now become a man with cock even bigger than his father's.
John couldn't believe what was happening. Surely he must be dreaming. For years, his one aim in life was to see his mother's tits and now here she was, sitting in front of him freely offering herself totally naked for his pleasure. It was more than he had ever dared to dream of.
Val was also becoming very aroused as she sat quietly watching the reactions of both John and Helen. She went and stood next to John and looked down at his cock. Then casting a quick glance at Helen, she reached down and wrapped her fingers around it and slowly pulled back his foreskin, to reveal that wondrous purple head. Helen gasped in awe as it gradually emerged, smooth and shiny with a drop of pre-cum oozing from the eye.
"Have you ever seen anything quite like this Helen? I think your son has the most fantastic cock I've ever seen. Wouldn't you like to touch it and feel how smooth and hard it is?"
John was almost on the verge coming with the intensity of this bizarre situation. Plucking up his courage, he said, "Oh please mom. Now you've gone so far please don't be shy. I would love you to touch it." Helen desperately wanted to take hold of it and masturbate him but her strict moral upbringing and her motherly instincts restrained her. When he was a baby, she used to play with his tiny penis to soothe him when he was fractious but she felt that it wouldn't be right for her to do it now that he was grown up. But in spite of her conscience, it was a huge temptation and her desire to feel it was now almost overwhelming. She could resist no longer.
"I shouldn't really John because it's not a thing a mother should do to her son. But it is so beautiful and I really am tempted to touch it and I will if you promise it will be our secret."
"Of course mom, I promise."
Helen's desire had finally got the better of her and she reached out and lightly touched it with her fingertips. She moved them slowly up and down the length of his shaft and when she tried to grip it, she was surprised to find that her fingers and thumb were unable to meet. She worked his foreskin gently back and forth and rubbed the copious flow of pre-cum over the swollen glans with her thumb. His cock was now rock hard and the feel of those cool fingers was so exciting ... a feeling made even more exciting knowing that they were the fingers of his own mother.
By now, Helen had lost her inhibitions almost totally and was openly and unashamedly playing with her newfound toy. She held it between her breasts, wrapping them around it and moving it up and down between them. She examined it closely and held it against his stomach so she could fondle his balls in her free hand, moving them around with her fingers, not unlike Humphrey Bogart in The Caine Mutiny.
She released his balls and placed both hands around the thick shaft. She drew back his foreskin again to expose the giant glistening head then surprised John by leaning forward to place a kiss on its tip. Placing her thumbs each side of the slit, she pulled it open and licked out the pre-cum, which was oozing from it. Then to John's utter amazement and delight, she opened her lips and took it into her mouth. It felt huge and filled her mouth completely. She bobbed her head up and down, each time taking his length a little deeper until she was able to take it all the way in and the tip was hitting the back of her throat.
She gagged a little the first few times, but she soon got accustomed to the feel and was able to hold it down her throat, deep enough for her to be able to lick his balls. This was a completely new sensation for her, much more satisfying than her experiences with John's father, and she was loving it! Suddenly her excitement intensified as she felt his cock swell and become even harder in her mouth and she knew he was on the verge of ejaculation.
"Oh my God mom, I'm going to come. If you don't stop right now I'm going to come in your mouth in your mouth. Here it comes ... oh mom I can't stop it."
His sperm had already started its journey from deep down in his balls and he felt the pleasure of it travelling all the way up the shaft. It was a sensation he had felt and enjoyed several times with Val, but with his mother, it was much more intense, almost to the point of being painful.
Ignoring his warning, Helen continued to suck on his cock greedily, stroking it furiously as she strived to bring him to a climax. She wanted him to come for her. She wanted him to come in her mouth ... to ejaculate his seed down her throat ... to taste the sweet juices of her son.
Then his cock exploded! Even though she knew it was coming, the first jet took her by surprise as it hit the back of her throat with a force that made her gag for a moment. But she quickly recovered her composure and swallowed hard, preparing herself for the further jets she knew would follow.
John thought he was never going to stop coming. The fact that it was his mother sucking his cock ... his mother who had always been to straight- laced ... was having a dramatic effect on him. He now realised that she had successfully hidden from him the fact that she was a very highly sexed woman who was, at last, making the most of the opportunity to obtain some relief from the sexual frustrations she had endured for so many years.
She worked on his cock, sucking and swallowing until the flow eventually subsided and he gradually softened in her mouth. When his cock had finally become semi-flaccid, she let it slip from her mouth and held it up against her cheek, looking up at him and smiling.
"Did you enjoy that darling?"
"Of course I did mom. It was wonderful but you've always been such a prude that I'm astounded at what you just did." "Well perhaps I've learned the error of my ways and I promise that things will be different from now on."
John was thrilled. His dreams were being realised far beyond what he had ever dared to hope for. He sat down beside his mom and putting his arm around her shoulders, gave her a sensuous kiss on the mouth. Helen instinctively let her tongue slide into his mouth. John sucked it in then let his own tongue find hers. As they sucked on each other, he put his free hand down on to his mother's knee and slowly started to slide it up between thighs, which she instinctively parted. She gasped and pulled her mouth from his.
