My Mother’s New Morning Ritual.
It all started two weeks ago when my courage was bolstered by my deep-seated s***** desires. I confessed to my Mother what I’d been doing right before breakfast every morning.
When I told my Mother what I was doing, she was got really embarrassed. At first, my Mother didn’t want to believe that her 14 year-old Son had actually did it. I told my Mother to look in the bottom of her juice glass. When she did, my Mother’s face turned seven shades of red when she saw what I’d secretly deposited there earlier that morning.
Even though my Mother knew from long experience (experience with boys that started way back when she was in the 7th grade), EXACTLY what I had deposited in her glass, my 31 year-old Mother went ahead and asked me what it was, so I told her again that it was my s****. My Mother’s curiosity was roused, so she asked me why I would do something like that to her. I told my Mother I did it so I could m********* while I watched her drink it.
My Mother got pulled right into my new game. I mean, as my Mother was finishing her glass of slimy OJ, I was sitting there and m*********** under the table. My Mother knew I was m*********** and she got real tongue-tied but was finally able to ask me what I thought about while I did that. I told my Mother that when I masturbated I always fantasized about her sucking my c*** and ejaculating thick gobs of my incestuous seed her mouth and down her throat. I was about to c** and wanted her to know it, so I told her.
Then I stood up, pulled my Mother’s bowl of half-eaten oatmeal under me and ejaculated five ropes of my thick, white incestuous seed all over and completely covering my Mother’s oatmeal. I couldn’t believe my Mother was sitting there, her spoon in her hand, watching my s****-spewing c*** cover her cereal with my freshly ejaculated c**.
When I was done covering my Mother’s oatmeal with my teenaged s****, I slid the bowl back in front of her. My Mother was in a daze after watching me jack-off in her oatmeal so I don’t know if my Mother knew what she was doing at that point. She slowly put a spoonful of her c**-covered oatmeal in her mouth and swallowed it. I encouraged my Mother and told her keep eating it. My Mother nodded and smiled and ate another couple of spoonfuls while staring down at my c***.
My c*** was still fully erect and ready to go, and my extra-large, sperm-factory balls still had some baby-making cargo left to get rid of, so I started to m********* again.
I stood up and standing right next to my Mother and I started to m********* while watching her eat her c**-covered cereal. My Mother clearly enjoyed my s**** much more than her oatmeal. The large, swollen head of my fully erect c*** was mere inches away from my Mother’s face. My Mother watched me stroking my c*** which was pointed right at the full, red lips of her beautiful mouth.
My Mother and I both knew exactly what I wanted, and we BOTH knew EXACTLY what was going to happen next!
My Mother turned her head, opened her beautiful lips, and engulfed all 6¼ inches of my ready-to-explode c*** deep in her warm, wet mouth! 25 or 30 seconds of my Mother’s energetic cocksucking brought me to the “point of ne return”.
I grabbed my Mother’s head with both hands and started f****** her face with everything I had!
I was yelling out, “S*** my c***, Mom! S*** my c***! Oh, God! Ohhh, Mommm! S*** me off like Grandma always does! I’m c******, Mom! I’mmm… Cummming!
I rammed my pulsating c*** as deep as I could into my cocksucking Mother’s mouth and down her throat as I shot another three ropes of my incestuous seed down my Mother’s throat!
Then, after I finished c****** in my cocksucking Mother’s mouth, I sat down and started eating my oatmeal while I watched my smiling Mother finish off her c**-covered oatmeal.
My Mother and I now have a new morning ritual. Mom gets down on her knees opens her bog, beautiful mouth and gives me what I want. And when the time comes, as it always does, I start ejaculating and give my cocksucking Mother what she has become totally addicted to and so desperately needs.
Truth be told, my Mother does get a little peeved when I go over to my Grandmother’s house for some toothless, d**********, face-f******, family fun!
