Down on her knees

“I want…” Mom went to ask, stopping herself in the process.

One of her hands moved so she could wrap her fingers around your shaft, a wave of pleasure washing over you as it was finally a time where the attention would be turned onto you.

You of course greatly enjoyed watching Mom submit under your every command but in the times where she was doing something for the sole purpose of pleasuring you, you sure as hell enjoyed it.

“I was gonna ask if I could give you a blowjob but like you said before… anyway, I’ll just ask how you want me? I’ll let you pick whatever position you like. Just use me however you like sweetie” Mom continued, her own words turning her on a little as her hand sped up.

Your mind flashed with a series of different images of how you could put her and you were sure Mom could feel you getting a little more excited just from the thought of it. You imagined her staying exactly where she was so you could be on top of her or having her lean her head off of the side of the bed so you could easily fuck her throat. Both options sounded tempting before you continued thinking.

“Alright, let's stand up” you directed, an idea coming to mind that stuck with you.

You got up at the side of the bed and reached a hand out to Mom so she could get up. You reached to grab the towel still on the floor and placed it down between your legs, pushing Mom down to her knees so she could kneel on it. That put you facing the bed with Mom below you, her back to the bed frame as if you were keeping her locked in place beneath you.

Mom seemed to immediately feel the effect as you put a foot on either side of her knees, slowly pushing your feet against her as if subtly reminding her of her place. She looked up and you saw her swallow as your cock was right in front of her face, tilting her eyes up to see you towering over her.

She still didn’t do anything for you yet though, waiting for permission or a cue from you to begin.

From your position, you looked down to see her chest already heaving up and down and her big doe-like eyes staring back up at you, a look that showed her innocence but still her desire to please you.

You leaned further forward first, letting your shaft press against the side of her face, the base of your shaft resting against her cheek while the tip went to the height of her forehead. You saw Mom lick her lips in anticipation but kept her waiting a little longer letting her feel the heat of her skin against yours before leaning back to press the tip against her lips.

As if that was the sign she was looking for, Mom let her tongue lay flat in her mouth and wrapped her lips around your shaft as you entered her, letting you control the pace as you moved your hips.

She wasn’t doing anything special except fully relaxing herself, as if preparing herself for you to quickly up the pace or the intensity.

Her eyes looked up at you still as if she had every faith in you for whatever came next, letting you feel more comfortable in carrying on.

You took it slow at first, letting Mom rest the back of her head against the mattress behind her with one of your hands on her head to steady you. While slow, you did push yourself deeper with every stroke.

Mom had mentioned that she had practiced for you over the weekend and her skills had still not diminished. You reached a point where you pushed slowly forward, watching every inch of your cock disappear between her lips until your pelvis was against her, only then did her tongue flick out to lick whatever it could find.

You held her in place just like that until you saw a tear form in the corner of her eye, making you want to pull back. Instead, Mom reached behind you to hold your hips and pushed herself back down, staying like that for another 15 seconds at least.

You felt her swallow around your cock and the pleasure rolled through you, her mouth giving you a massage that felt heavenly and impossible to endure.

The tear rolled down her cheek as she finally pulled back, taking in a quick breath before she spoke to you.

“I said you can do as you please and I meant it so don’t worry about me. My only role is for you to cum in me.” Mom urged, her wording doing nothing to help keep bad thoughts out of your head.

With a bit more encouragement, you picked up the pace without changing how deep you were going, letting Mom’s tongue running along the underside of your dick with every movement you made.

It got to the point where you were well and truly fucking her face, placing a hand on either side of her head and using her however you pleased. It felt like there was a lusty fog over your mind as you continued, only fading on the off moment when you made sure she was okay.

Even then, it seemed like Mom was more than happy to continue and given that she hadn’t given any taps on your leg or any other indication that you should stop, you continued using her like the fleshlight she had told you she would be. She occasionally made a sound similar to a gag but whenever she did, her hands moved to push herself further, aiming to show you that she didn’t want to stop.

Her grip on you felt just as strong as your grip on her, making you want to push deeper down her throat every time you pulled back and with every movement you could feel yourself getting closer to your climax, having been teased for most of the morning until you could now relieve all that tension.

Mom’s saliva completely coated your shaft and as you got closer, you made a choice to prepare yourself for when you didn’t think you’d have the willpower.

You felt yourself pass the point where you couldn’t hold back and gave Mom a warning, filling her mouth fully with your cum in your first load before pulling back out of her mouth and painting her face, feeling the cooler air of the room heighten your sensitivity while you had prepared yourself to completely coat her.

Mom swallowed your cum with a huge breath of air leaving her gasping, only for a moment before she regained her composure in the hopes of showing her tongue so you could give her more.

Your cum hit her cheeks, her neck and trailed her skin to run down into her cleavage, one line quickly being replaced by the next as it ran all the way down her body.

When it felt like you could finally give Mom no more, you felt her lean forward to suckle the tip of your cock, the pleasure spiking again with some over-sensitivity. You had to brace yourself against the bed and you turned your head to the side to avoid looking down at what Mom was doing.