He chooses his mom

"I choose mom," Matt said.

Karen and Amy both looked disappointed. Well, he could understand that but his mother had claimed she didn't give blowjobs because his dad had criticized her technique and Matt had promised to help her with that.

"But... we're in public."

"You'll be under the table," Karen reminded her.

"It's not a big deal," Amy gushed. "And it's super-sexy to be down their sucking while all of the other people are having their dinners and other girls are flirting with Matt and you know that they may want him but it's your mouth that's got his cock and he's going to cum right into it and you're going to swallow it down or maybe share with your best friend because even though cum doesn't taste very good it's Matt's and it makes you happy that--"

"I think we get the point," Matt said.

"Down you go, mom," Karen said.

He had to give his sister credit. She undoubtedly thought it was her turn. After all, Amy had blown him earlier as prep for the virginity thing and he'd cum in his mom twice. Karen was the only one of the girls who hadn't had Matt's cum today. But he was still working on his mom... she still had a tendency to rebel and that primitive morality her fatehr had tried to instill into her remained strong.

He blew Karen a kiss and nodded at his mom. "Under the table please, mom. I want to feel your mouth around my dick."

She sighed. "I suppose I have to."

"Yes you do," Karen said. "Remember, Matt is the boss of our family. He picks which of our holes he wants to use and he uses it."

"That's sort of an unpleasant way of putting it."

"Yeah, I was being disgusting because I want to end the conversation and know that you're doing what you're supposed to be doing. With you waiting so long, I'm surprised Amy hasn't gone down and stolen it from you."

"Oh. Well, I wouldn't want that." She slid off the booth's bench seat and went under the table.

Seconds later, Matt felt his mom's hands at his zipper.

He unzipped, then dragged out his semi-rigid penis which she popped into her mouth.

Basically there was nothing wrong with her technique. She went at it carefully, avoiding nicking him with her sharp teeth. But there wasn't much enthusiasm either... Matt could understand why his dad might have sought out women who went about their business with more energy.

Well, he could work on that.

He grabbed her head and shoved it down on his cock. He didn't want her to **** or barf on April's clean floors but he did want her to feel his cock inside her mouth rather than just sort of swish around the tip.

Which is when April arrived with the pizza. "Oh, did you want me to keep it on the burner until your mom returns, Matt?"

"No, I'm sure there will be plenty to fill her."

"Okay. Uh, if you want to stick around after dinner, there's something I want to show you."

"I've already seen your tits, remember."

"Matt." She giggled. "Don't go saying things like that in front of your sister and your friend." Still, she hiked up her skirt as she headed back toward the kitchen giving him a good look at an ass that was protected only by a tiny thong.

"Mom," Karen said. "You'd better be doing good down there because Matt just got an offer that will be hard to beat."

Matt and the girls each had a slice of pizza while his mom worked at Matt's dick... with him giving occasional instruction and advice. It was amazing to him that he'd had his first blowjob just a week before but he'd learned enough that he could help an experienced woman like his mother improve her skill.

Which she did.

He leaned back when he'd finished his first slice and bucked his hips against her throat... Oh, yeah.

"Are you cumming?" Karen demanded. She reached over and squeezed his balls. "Let it out, baby. Give it to your mom. Shoot your disgusting cum into her mouth and make her swallow it all."

Matt wasn't one to let his sister down. He did exactly that, holding his mom's head in place as he shot wad after wad of cum into her mouth.

"Umpha werp," she said.

"Come up now, mom. Stick out your tongue and show Karen and Amy that you've got a mouthful, then swallow it down."

She emerged, her hair mussed and her lipstick smeared. Once she was back in her seat, she followed instructions turning to each of the girls with her tongue out and then **** down his load.

"It wasn't horrible," she said. "I thought it would taste worse."

"Good girl." Matt reached across the table and patted her head.

"I love you, Matt."

"I love you too, mom."