Maria knocked on her son’s bedroom door. “Matthew! It’s Sunday. Time to get ready for Mass.” Without waiting for an answer, she swung the door open.
Matthew was lying on his bed, naked, sporting an enormous erection. “I’m ready for you to help me get ready, Mom!” He leered at her with an evil, lascivious grin.
Maria sat on the edge of the bed, and traced one finger up and down the underside of her son’s cock. “How would you like it today, baby?”
“How about that two-handed twisty thing that you do so well?”
“Sure thing.” Maria gripped the long, blue-veined shaft with both hands, one above the other, and started twisting them in opposite directions, back and forth. At the same time, she slid them up and down the shaft, slowly but smoothly. Matthew purred in pleasure.
A small part of Maria’s mind felt guilty about what she was doing. She was giving her own son a handjob, after all! But ever since his eighteenth birthday a month ago, it was the only way she could get him to go to Sunday Mass. When he was younger, he would always go without a problem. But now, he always woke up with a raging hard-on, and needed to be relieved before he could leave the house! Yes, it was almost certainly a sin, and yes, it would probably damn her immortal soul to Hell. But she comforted herself with the knowledge that she was saving her son’s soul, and that was more important to her than her own welfare, in this life or the next. She had been doing this for four Sundays in a row now, and each time, after he cums, Matthew returns to the sweet, gentle boy that he always had been while growing up.
Maria suddenly realized that she’d been stroking for quite a while. “Are you alright, Matthew? You usually cum by now.”
“I don’t know what the problem is, Mom. You give good handjobs; but it’s just not doing it for me today. Maybe I’m ready to move on to something more.”
Maria’s eyes widened in surprise. “Something more? What do you mean?”
“Maybe you should take your shirt off,” Matthew suggested. He raised his eyebrows up and down twice, suggestively.
“Why, I never!” said Maria. It was one thing to stroke her son’s cock in order to relieve a perfectly natural physical affliction. But this… this… this was simple lasciviousness, and nothing more.
“C’mon, Mom. It will help me get excited enough to cum. You don’t want me to miss Mass, do you?”
Maria had misgivings, but she certainly didn’t want Matthew to miss Mass, and risk the loss of his immortal soul. Reluctantly, she began to slowly unbutton the front of her crisp white blouse, from top to bottom. She didn’t realize that the slower she did it, the more erotic it became.
“Yeah, Mom, that’s it! Take it off!”
She got to the bottom button, and shrugged the blouse off her shoulders. Matthew leered at her lacy brassiere.
“Is that enough?”
“Mom! Don’t be a tease. Take the bra off too, please.”
Maria blushed a bright crimson. But she slowly reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Matthew was watching, transfixed, holding his breath. She slowly dropped the bra into her lap, spilling her middle-aged breasts out into the open.
Matthew gasped. “They are beautiful, Mom! You have great boobs!”
Maria didn’t know what to say. “Thank you, son,” was all she could manage. “Now let’s get this over with.” She reached forward toward his cock again, which was longer and harder than ever. She resumed her two-handed jacking and twisting.
Matthew never took his eyes off her boobs, which were swaying and jiggling in time with the stroking motions of her hands. Yet his heart refused to race, and his breathing refused to become shallow and ragged. And his cock stubbornly refused to issue any pre-cum. Maria was very disappointed. Revolted as she was at sexually servicing her son, she always got a perverse satisfaction from the power that it enabled her to exert over him. But that power seemed to be slipping away.
“Matthew, darling, what’s wrong? You should be cumming by now!”
“I’m sorry, Mom. You have great boobs and all, but it still isn’t enough. I think we have to take things up one more notch.”
Maria stared at him. She had no idea what he was talking about. At least, she didn’t want to admit that she knew.
Matthew gave her his evil leer again. “You know what I mean, Mom. C’mon, how about sucking on me for awhile? Suck my cock with that pretty, sexy mouth of yours. I’m sure that your hot, wet lips and tongue and throat will make me cum in no time.”
Maria blinked in surprise. Suck her own son’s cock? She had gotten used to the fact that she gave him handjobs on a regular basis. But actually taking him into her mouth? She furrowed her brow and shuddered.
Matthew was afraid she was going to chicken out. “Mom, I need to cum! I can’t go to Mass with this enormous erection. And if I can’t go to Mass, I’ll be committing a sin! I don’t want to go to Hell, Mom! Don’t damn me to Hell! Save me!!”
It worked. Maria gulped and said, “Okay, Matthew. For you. For your soul.”
She stared at the giant cock as if seeing it for the first time. The flaring purple head looked way too big to get past her lips. The long, blue-veined shaft looked far too long for her throat. She hadn’t sucked a cock since her womanizing scumbag of a husband had left her almost twenty years ago, and his had been much smaller that Matthew’s. Still, she had a job to do.
She leaned forward. She opened her mouth as wide as it would go, and approached the flaring cock head. Involuntarily, she let a long string of saliva drip down onto the head, where it glistened and reflected the morning window light. She prepared to plunge her mouth down over the bulbous knob, but at the last minute she chickened out. Instead, she stuck out her tongue and licked the underside of the head; a long, slow lick like she would to an ice cream cone. Matthew moaned in pleasure, and she knew she was on the right track.
Encouraged, Maria gripped the base of the cock with both hands, and licked up the shaft from bottom to top, over and over again. Then she turned her head sideways and licked the side of the shaft, and then the other side. Matthew was loving it. Finally, she went up to the top and licked all over and around the head, concentrating on the ultra-sensitive rim. Matthew shuddered and moaned, his head thrown back and his eyes rolled up into their sockets.
Maria began to feel confident again; her power over her son was returning. She decided to attempt the head again. She opened her mouth wide, and plunged it down over the flaring knob. Surprisingly, she got it in past her teeth, as well as almost an inch of the shaft! Matthew let out a huge sigh of pleasure. Maria closed her mouth, pressing the wet flesh of her lips and tongue onto the head and shaft. She flailed her tongue back and forth inside her mouth, lashing at the tip and the pee slit. She thought Matthew would go crazy from the way he was squirming. She gripped his shaft all the tighter in her small pale hands, and sucked and licked for all she was worth.
After several minutes, she pulled her mouth off her son’s cock and looked up at him. He opened his eyes and stared back at her. “This is awesome, Mom! Don’t stop. You’re doing great. You’re a natural cocksucker!” He closed his eyes again, waiting for further pleasure.
Maria took his cock back into her mouth, an inch deeper now than before. She could feel her jaws beginning to loosen up. She was getting the hang of it! She moved her head up and down, letting her lips slide up and down the top two inches of his pink, blue-veined shaft, while her tongue continued to caress the sensitive head deep inside her mouth. Meanwhile, her hands began to jack the bottom half of the shaft up and down. Matthew was shuddering and gurgling and clenching the sheet in his fists. Maria pushed her head a little way further down, and felt his cock head reach the back of her throat. That started to make her gag, and she involuntarily swallowed. But that just drew him further down into her throat, and she could feel another inch of the shaft slide past her lips into her mouth. Matthew was going out of his mind. She managed to relax her throat enough to conquer the gag reflex, and continued swallowing and caressing and stroking.
With nearly half of Matthew’s cock shaft in her mouth, there was no longer room for both of her hands to jack him. She took away one hand, and, on a whim, reached down to grab his nut sack. She slowly and gently squeezed his balls. Matthew’s eyes popped open at the sudden and unexpected new sensation, but he was loving it. Maria rolled his balls between her fingers and palm as she continued to suck and jack and swallow. She could feel his cock head getting bigger and bigger in her throat, and his balls getting tighter in her hand. She knew from experience that he was getting close to orgasm. Her mouth was already full of saliva and precum, and she let it run out the corners of her mouth, down the sides of the shaft, to pool in obscene puddles on his thighs. The slickness in her throat enabled Matthew’s throbbing, bobbing cock to slip yet further down into her gullet, until she could almost feel his pubic hairs tickling her lips. She swallowed and gurgled and slurped, making whatever motions she could think of with her tongue and lips and cheeks. She only had room for one finger and her thumb on his shaft, which she continued to twist back and forth while squeezing his balls.
This was the end for Matthew. The combination of the sensations from both her hands, her lips, her tongue, and her tight, gulping throat, pushed him over the edge. His hips bucked, shoving his cock all the way into her mouth, and his balls against her chin. His ejaculation forced a huge jolt of cum into her throat, but since she was already involuntarily swallowing on a regular basis, she was able to take most of it down into her stomach with no gagging at all. Some of the cum pooled up in her mouth and leaked out at the corners, running down on his balls and pubic hair. As his hips continued to buck, Maria moved her head up and down in time with it, keeping his cock shaft between her lips and his cock head deep in her throat. The peristalsis of her swallowing motions continued to massage and stimulate him, milking him of every last drop of cum.