My brother Sal and I were getting ready to watch a daytime baseball game the weekend before Mothers’ Day. During the pre-game show, they ran a promo for a rerun of SVU with one of their off-beat paternity cases. I don’t remember what they said in the promo, but it jogged Sal’s memory. “Did you hear about the guy whose girlfriend had his kid after a blow job?”
“How’d that happen?” I asked.
“Well, the reason it made the news is that the guy refused to fuck her. He came in her mouth. No one’s explained how long she held it there, but when he wasn’t looking, she slipped it into her pussy and got pregnant. I don’t remember whether she sued him and that was his defense, or if he was suing her for fraud. One way or another, the judge said that his jizz was ‘a gift,’ so she could use it however she wanted.”
This story had broken a month or two earlier, and I was just hearing about it. Apparently every guy in the world made the same joke I did. I said, “Well, that makes my gift shopping a lot easier than it was last year.”
“Mine, too,” Sal said. He stood up as if there were a woman in front of him and said, “Here, Babe. Sorry I forgot to wrap it.”
Out of the blue, I heard Mama’s voice behind us. “I’d take that,” she said. She was carrying a basket to the laundry room, but she stopped to see our reactions. This wasn’t the first time that Mama joined in our bawdy conversations. I won’t claim there’s a cause and effect, but I noticed it after Dad moved out. Still, she’d never come this close to the line before.
“Really?” Sal asked.
She put down the basket, walked over to Sal and undid the button on his jeans. She was wearing a long T-shirt. I didn’t see any panty lines, and she was doing laundry, so I wondered whether she had anything on underneath. She wears regular jeans, not “mom jeans,” and my friends have told me she’s got a nice ass. “Really,” she said. She didn’t touch his fly, but she didn’t move away either.
I broke the uneasy tension by saying, “It’s great to have a mom that we don’t have to hide our off-color jokes from, isn’t it?” Neither of them moved. “And she even joins in on the jokes, right?”
She unzipped his fly and pulled his jeans down. Sal couldn’t look at her. He looked at me instead and said, “Holy shit, Tom, she’s doing it!”
“Why not?” Mama said. “I haven’t seen a dick in months, and here’s a young stud.” Sal looked at her funny. “At least, to hear you tell it.”
Sal tried to laugh it off. He shook his head and said, “Yeah, well, …”
He stopped when she pulled his dick out of his underwear. She looked at it and said, “Well, I’m glad to see you don’t take after your father!”
Sal looked like he wasn’t standing steady. He moved to his knees, and Mama got on all fours. I found a spot off to their side that gave me a clear view. If I was going to go blind, I wanted it to be worthwhile. I’d seen his dick in the locker room once when we went to the gym together, but this was the first time I’d seen it in action. Mama had just taken the head in. Sal wasn’t all the way hard yet, and the part I could still see was probably seven inches long. I watched her take him in and out, and I watched him get even harder. Mama reached under her chest and pulled the hem of her shirt up enough to start playing with herself.
Family taboo: With family having sex in car
“I’ll take care of that, Mama,” I told her. I pulled the hem up so I could see that, indeed, she was going commando. I got on my back and slid underneath her.
I hadn’t even started to lick her when she said, “You’re such a good son, Tom.” She brought her hips down over me. I reached up with my finger and separated her cunt lips. She wasn’t as pliable as the last girl I ate, but I found I liked it better this way. I ran my finger along the edge of one lip and then the other. I only tried to get the first knuckle in, but Sal must have thrust his dick into her mouth really hard, because she bucked her hips back and took my whole finger. Her shirt came up when it met my head. I couldn’t see her tits, but I could see where the fabric was between them and my eyes. I put my free hand around her waist and felt around for her ass. It felt as firm as it looked. I slid my finger in and out of her pussy while I rubbed her butt. I was still so overwhelmed by what was happening that it didn’t even occur to me to try to find her asshole. I found the lower part of her butt and nudged her forward. Now that I could see her pussy again, I added another finger. I licked my mom’s clit while I finger-fucked her. I could hear her groaning something with a mouth full of Sal’s cock.
“Let her talk, Sal,” I said.
Sal pulled back and Mama told me, “It’s been years since anyone did that for me.”
Not sure which she meant, I added a third finger and asked, “You mean this?”
She ground her hips against my fingers and said, “Yesssss!” She resumed sucking Sal, and I was able to keep fingering her. I saw her flesh start to quiver, so I moved back down.
I licked her cunt lips, and I was rewarded with her juices just as I heard Sal announce, “Here’s your present, Mama!” I heard him groan while Mama said something I couldn’t understand. When I wasn’t getting any more juice, I came out from under her. Sal had just pulled out, and his last spurt landed on her cheek.
“You should clean that off, Mama,” I said. She sat up, and I pulled her nightshirt up high enough to wipe the cum off her face.
“Guess I’ll have to add that to the wash,” she said. She pulled it off, revealing her body, now totally nude, to both of us.
“Don’t we have the prettiest mama, Sal?” I asked.
“We sure do,” he said. We both bowed toward her chest. Her tits aren’t large, but they’re wonderfully curved and firm. I licked her areola and then whatever other contour grabbed my fancy, while Sal went straight for the nipple and sucked it into his mouth. We each caressed a thigh. Sal’s hand went from her knee all the way up to her pussy. He started fingering her as I’d done. He lifted his cock and tried to move in front of her.
“No fair!” I shouted. “I prepped her.”
“Yeah, but I’m ready and you’re not,” Sal said. “You’re still dressed.”
Mama put her left hand around Sal’s dick and her right over my crotch. “Stop it right now, or I’ll put it away and neither one of you will get to play with it!”
“Fine,” I said indignantly. I turned to Sal and told him, “You go first, and I’ll strip while I wait my turn.”
“You don’t have to wait that long,” Mama told me. She lay on her back. Sal lined his cock up against her cunt. “Take it easy,” she told him. “At my age I don’t moisten as quickly as I used to.”
Sal moved in slowly. “How’s that?” he asked.
“Awesome,” she said. “The friction actually feels good when you do it right.” He moved in and out. “And that’s definitely right!” By now I was naked. Mama put her hands out beyond her head, and I understood what she was telling me. I got on all fours and moved until my cock was over her face. “I won’t give him anything and not give it to you too,” she assured me. She took me into her mouth and proceeded to suck me into another dimension. I mean, I literally felt like I was on another plane of existence. Apparently even blow jobs are better when done with a mother’s love.
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