At your service

“We really shouldn’t. You were the one pushing for this conversation remember” Mom said, looking torn at what she should do.

“Well that was before I had all three of you rubbing up and down my lap” you replied, letting your hands run up Mom’s for emphasis.

“And that was also your idea if I remember right. How about this…” Mom shot back, taking hold of your hands and putting them back at your sides before she continued.

“We both need to have a clear head and if you start touching me then I’m just gonna be in the same situation as you are right now. So, I’ll let you use my mouth to get yourself off as quickly as you can. It’s the least sensitive part of me that you can use. No holding back when you get close either. I know you do that and now isn’t the time for anything other than a quickie” Mom added, blushing when she thought about what a quickie would usually entail.

Just hearing the idea of just ‘using’ her sent a jolt through you and after seeing your cock twitch between you, Mom already knew you were up for doing this.

“Good, now I’ll start with just giving you a blowjob but at some point if you want to speed up, you can just take control and speed up if you want to” Mom added, trying to talk more clinically about the situation to avoid any further embarrassment with her words.

“Are you sure you're okay with this? I mean you’ve given me a blowjob before but putting me in control of the pace is something else entirely. We can just…” you went to explain, knowing it would be hard on her throat if you were to actually do what you wanted.

“I know what you’ll do and that's fine. Just make sure I can still talk afterwards okay?” Mom teased, doing her best to hide that she was actually nervous about going forward with this.

With a deep breath, Mom moved to get off of your lap and the two of you had to figure out the best position to get started with this. You liked the idea of her lying on her back on the sofa with her head at waist level, letting you stand and essentially fuck her face.

That however seemed a bit too rough for where Mom currently was in your intimacy and while she would likely accept the idea if it came from you, she was right in that you did need to make sure she could comfortably talk after this.

The best option for the two of you still seemed to be the classic and Mom got down between your legs so that she could kneel on the floor. Her hand wrapped around the base of your shaft as if she was drawn to it and she let out a sigh as if all her tension she had been saving was finally released.

The fact that a lot of your subjects had the same reaction would have made you think it would have been your hidden effect if not for yours already being revealed, making you take the reaction as a genuine compliment instead of something KDK-related.

Once Mom seemed ready she leaned down to run her tongue along the tip of your cock, working her way down the side and planting kisses wherever her lips touched you. She never seemed to take her eyes off of you and after seeing that you were enjoying what she was doing, she got more confident.

She worked her way back up before letting her lips push down over the head of your cock, still holding the base of your shaft and stroking you as she got further down. Her movements were slow but she tried to take you as deep as she could on her first attempt.

When she had last attempted this, she barely got halfway down at the start but to your surprise, you felt her take you deeper and deeper until she started to struggle with the last inch, pulling herself all the way back with a slightly disappointed look.

“Woah, that felt great!” you admitted, giving her the compliment she rightly deserved.

“But when I pract…” Mom went to admit, stopping herself slightly too late.

“You’ve been practicing for me?” you asked, wanting to tease her now that she had let it slip.

“Fine, yes. But you're slightly bigger than I thought” Mom replied, looking frustrated at that revelation and giving you the best compliment you could have hoped for even if she hadn’t meant to.

You had more questions about what she had been using as your substitute but for now you were happy to let them slide given the ego boost she had given you, letting her bring her mouth back to your cock to start again.

She didn’t try to immediately go as deep again and instead kept to where she knew she could manage, still taking you deeper than you had been used to from her previous blowjobs.

The pleasure started to ramp up as she got into a rhythm, her head moving faster as she wanted you to cum as quickly as possible. You had had your head leaning back to enjoy what she was doing but every time you looked down at the sight between your legs, Mom was always staring up at you.

She blushed when she saw you looking but her eyes still didn’t leave you, studying your reaction to make this as pleasurable as she could for you. The final time you caught her eye she moved one of her hands that had been gripping your thigh and moved it to your arm, urging you to take hold of her head and take further control.

You weren’t about to refuse an offer like that and brought both hands to her head, starting with just resting them on her to catch her speed but going further.

You found that Mom was moving less on her own and was starting to use your grip as a guide, making you actively push her down onto your shaft and use her for your own pleasure.

The limit she had had before was still in your mind to begin with but as the lust started to affect you when you got close, that thought slipped from your mind. You pushed her further down and any noise of resistance didn’t make it to your ears.

There were no taps on your leg or signs that Mom wanted to stop so you let the pleasure take over, only holding yourself back to enjoy everything that you were feeling before fully giving in.

Mom’s throat felt heavenly and feeling it tighten every time she swallowed just added to your excitement, knowing that she was yours to control. To use. Letting you fuck her mouth like the submissive MILF that she loved to be.

Your thoughts turned more and more possessive until you reached that point where you couldn’t hold back.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Take my cock like a good little slut” you said through gritted teeth, wanting to shout that you were the one in control. The one who owned her.

You had given Mom enough warning but your hands stayed locked holding her head, pushing her down all the way until her lips met the base of your shaft. Your cum shot down her throat as she struggled to breathe, still not giving you a sign to stop.

It felt like you were completely filling her stomach with your load as she didn’t even need to swallow, keeping her stuck in place until you felt like you were finally spent.

Only then did you start to feel yourself soften and loosen your grip, having Mom pull back with a loud gasp for breath.