Disclaimer: All characters in this fictional story are 18 years or older.
John Miller walked into their bedroom after taking a shower. His wife Marie was sitting on the bed looking at a piece of paper, shaking her head.
He asked, "What's up, honey? What's on your mind?"
"Can you believe the audacity of our son, Brian? I really can't believe this," she answered.
John was intrigued. His son just turned eighteen this past summer, having graduated from high school and was growing into a strapping, verile man. He knew that his son was smart, but how smart he was, he was about to find out.
"C'mon Marie, out with it!"
She looked up at her husband of twenty years in bewilderment as she responded, "I always ask our son to give me a list of what he wants for Christmas. It's always so hard to buy for him, so this makes it easier. But this year, he asked for something...,well, I don't know how to tell you. Here, read his list."
John snatched the paper from his wife's hand, and began scanning the list. The usual video games, designer clothes, and tools were on his list this year. But what caught his eye was the last item on the list. Simply, it stated, "A blowjob."
"Can you really believe he asked his own mother to suck his cock? The nerve of him," she stated after seeing her husband's eyes get real wide.
Then he laughed out loud, saying, "I don't know honey, it's what every guy wants for a gift. I know I did at his age. I lost my virginity to my mother's best friend when I was your son's age. It was my birthday present. I don't see anything wrong about his Christmas list."
"Dammit John! Are you condoning this behavior? My son wants a blowjob, and you think it's funny?"
He was still laughing as he went over to her, and began rubbing her shoulders. He definitely was surprised by Brian's request, but he also knew he wasn't a prude. He wanted to ease her mind, but on the same token, it excited him to imagine his wife giving their son his first blowjob. Maybe even fucking him by the Christmas tree. And what better Christmas present is there than a mother-son affair. Maybe even they could get into a three-way. Their sex life was always good, but had become dull lately. Maybe this was the spark that would turn three people on to the point of ecstacy. He had thought about suggesting that they swing with other couples, but this scenario seemed even better.
Her husband told her soothingly, "I really don't see anything wrong with it. Be honest, honey. Haven't you ever thought about having sex with your son? I know I have dreamed about it."
"Honestly John, you can't really be serious! The incest, I mean. Yeah, it has crossed my mind a time or two in the past, but he is our son. I can't just go down there on Christmas morning, hand him his gifts, then go down on him too! I know he wouldn't regret it, but still...," she said while her mind was a whirl of imagining being on her knees sucking off her son's hefty cock.
Marie had caught her son a time or two running naked to the shower. She never told Brian about it, but it did turn her on seeing his manhood. He was built just like his father, and John had a large cock that satisfied her every hole fully. And she wasn't a prude, she was known as "Head Queen" in her younger days, which finally landed her husband with her oral talents. But as she snapped out of her daydreaming, the incest idea brought her back to her senses.
Her hubby replied, "Marie, you are the best damn cocksucker I had ever met. You were the best long before I met you. What guy in his right mind would not want your hot lips wrapped around his dick? The thought of this is turning me on, I think I could use one of your world-class blowjobs right now."
His wife looked at him with a stunned look, when he parted his robe, freeing the beauty that she craved all of the time. She was hot-blooded and horny often, and the sight of his cock, or any cock for that matter, made her mouth water. She loved to fuck, but her favorite turn-on was sucking a guy off and swallowing that delicious cum. And as she reached for John's cock, she couldn't help wishing it was her son's instead.
As she stroked him, she whispered, "The thought of sucking Brian's cock has crossed my mind, but it's wrong. It is wrong, isn't it?"
Then she swooped down, and took that oozing cockhead of her husband's large penis into her mouth. She was in her element, sucking a wonderful cock. She wrapped her arms around his thighs, drawing him nearer as she took in inch after inch. The blood to his veins drew his cock to extreme hardness in her mouth. The cocksucking thrill was for her husband, but her mind was on her son."
"All I am saying, Marie, is give him a blowjob for Christmas. It has me so hot I am about to blow a load down your throat. That hot mouth of yours has driven me nuts for years, so now maybe, it's time to treat our son to the same pleasures," he grunted as her mouth was working wonders on his dick.
She pulled off gasping and breathlessly said, "Well, if you think it's okay, then I guess I'll give my son a blowjob for Christmas. But you do understand John, that he'll probably want to fuck me as well. Are you okay with all of this?"
As his sexy wife once again took his cock down her throat this time, he mumbled out, "It's fine with me. Hell, I might just want to video it for posterity. Then I want to fuck that ass of yours while my son fucks you too. Doesn't that sound hot?"
She just moaned loudly as he began to fuck her face now with his rampant dick. And she craved it. Cum always tasted wonderful to her, and she needed it more than ever right now. Problem was, she wished it was her son's also.
Marie felt the ever expanding length of her hubby's cock rising, and she knew the sign. He was about to blow, sending her into delirium over the idea of taking just another cumload from her sweet man.
John groaned out, "I'm going to shoot. Take my cum, honey!"
She pulled harder on his ass now, forcing him down her throat completely as his balls slammed her chin. Then he jerked, and her throat was coated with his sweet-tasting sperm once again, as she pulled back slowly to taste it for the thousandth time. Spurt after spurt filled her mouth, oozing down her throat. She was like an animal in heat as she worked all of his cumload out of that blasting dick of his.
Finally, after she heard John's breaths begin to calm, she pulled off, and licked the vestiges that remained on the cockhead and her lips. She licked her lips seductively while grinning up at her wonderful husband. She knew that her man was a flirt, and even at times she wondered it he got laid on the side, but he was not going anywhere as long as she sucked him off whenever he needed it. And in turn, she got the pleasures that she enjoyed as she moved her hand down and felt the wet panties from the orgasm she just experienced.
"So it's settled then, Marie? Brian get's his present on Christmas?"
As her husband closed his robe, she answered, "Yeah, if you are okay with it, I am looking forward to it. Of course, you know this will change our lives quite a bit."
"I know, honey. Having movies of a mother sucking and fucking our son, and also all the sex we could possibly have together, I only can see a win-win situation," he said as he headed out the bedroom door.
As Marie laid back on the bed, she was still turned on and began to masturbate. She couldn't wait to show her son what a wonderful cocksucker his mother was. The only problem was Christmas was still a week away!
Several days later, Marie was sitting at the kitchen table having a muffin and coffee, when her son Brian came into the kitchen. She always felt flushed at the thought of what she was soon going to give her son for his Christmas gift. And, even worse, she had to pretend as if nothing was going to happen. She definitely hoped the request on the Christmas list wouldn't come up between them until then.
"Good morning, mom. Did you get my Christmas list? I know you can't get me everything, so please do your best. I know one item won't cost you anything to get," he said with a wink.
Blushing bright red now, his mother replied, "Ummm, I'll do my best, son. Some things are hard to get at the last minute. You did ask for an awful lot. I guess you will just have to wait until Christmas morning to see what Santa brings you."
"I know mom that you will do your best. Did I tell you how beautiful and how all aglow you look this morning?"
"Well, thanks Brian. I wonder if you are trying to butter up your mom for something. Some things you tell me are very hard to swallow," she said, once again blushing at the double meaning of what she had just said to him.
"Oh, don't worry mom. Word has it, you can handle almost anything," Brian told her before heading out the back door while grinning from ear to ear.
Marie hadn't missed the huge bulge in her son's pants as he passed her by while leaving. The thought of what she was going to do with her son had kept her in orgasmic bliss since the other night after the discussion between John and her. Besides, her hubby would constantly remind her of her duties for Christmas day. And she didn't know how she was going to handle four more days of this expectation of incest she was about to fall into.
Marie was rushing around shopping two days before Christmas. Trying to find things for her husband and son was difficult on this next-to-last shopping day before the big holiday. She knew her son wanted a special video game, but when she looked on the shelf at the store, it was empty. She was desperate to find it. Yeah, Brian would be getting something very special, but she was still a mom who wanted her son to have the best of everything.
