Turning to you, your mother asks "Do you know what sixty nine is Doug?"
"Yes Mom, I t-think so," you reply.
"Call me Lisa for now, okay?"
"Um...okay...Lisa." You feel strange using your mother's first name, and it seemed quite unlike her to want you to call her anything other than "Mom" or "Mommy" or "Momma". You were her sweet baby boy, after all.
"Just lay down and we'll get started." Your mother grabbed your pillows from off the bed and through them on the floor somewhat clumsily.
Closing your eyes you lay their quietly, trying to calm yourself, "Its normal be nervous when doing this kind of thing...even if it is just for practice" you told yourself.
Feeling your mother's warm breath on your face, you opened your eyes again just in time to see her face to face with you, leaning in to kiss you on the lips. You resisted her kiss for a moment before giving in and opening your mouth and allowing her inside.
She explored your mouth for a few seconds, breathing heavily in and out through her nose and quietly making sounds that you had never heard your mother make before. As soon as she withdrew from the kiss you felt you had to say something. You were starting to get confused about what was happening between you and your mother, late on a Friday night in your bed.
"Mom?" you asked.
"Lisa" she replied.
"Um, Lisa, what was that for?" you asked again.
"I'm just trying to teach you what you need to know Doug. Just try to imagine I'm one of the girls from school, okay? It needs feel real, otherwise you won't learn anything, ok?"
"I'm not sure I can do that..." you replied honestly, "but I'll try...Lisa."
Moving her hands to your waist, your mother tucked her fingers underneath the elastic band of the gym shorts and under the waist band of your boxers as well, tugging both articles of clothing down your legs and off your body in a single motion.
Though nervous and unsure, your six inch cock was well hard despite the lack of any stimulation as of yet.
"Unzip me Doug" your mother asked, turning her back to you. You carefully worked the zipper down allowing your mother to shimmy out of the dress. Pulling her panties to the side, your mother unleashed her 14 inch monster before giving it a few strokes to make sure it was good and ready. With each stroke the bulbous head was revealed to you, its entire surface glistening with precum.
"Okay just open wide and watch those teeth Doug. I'm on top so I'll do most of the work."
You opened your mouth wide and laid still, your hands at your sides. Crawling on top of you, your mother's huge cock dragged across your chest, still covered by your plain white t-shirt, as she positioned her head near your crotch. Reaching down she took a hold of the base of her cock, controlling its angle to avoid slapping your face as she angled herself to enter your mouth.
A second later and her cock was now sliding across your tongue, inevitably pushing itself into your throat due to its sheer length. With her cock now holstered securely in your mouth, Lisa's hands were free and they made they way down your body, one beginning to massage your testicles while the other started to stroke your cock.
Lisa's cock continued to push into your throat little by little. You tried to lay as flat as possible in order to put some distance between your face and your mother's hips, but for every inch you withdrew she advanced two inches. Now beginning to gag and ****, your mother rewarded you by enveloping your cock in her warm wet mouth. Unlike you, she had no trouble taking every inch and she began to bob her head up and down vigorously. Each time she bottomed out you were overwhelmed by the sensation of her throat muscles gripping your cock, and you felt the tip of her tongue slipping out of her mouth, massaging the base of your penis.
In terms of blowjob technique, you were lacking, but your mother asked nothing of you, only that you opened your mouth and allowed her to do the rest. Taking complete control, your mother began to increase her pace, thrusting her cock in and out of your throat, eliciting all manner of gurgling, gagging, and gasping from you as she moved.
Strangely the pain and lack of oxygen seemed to only magnify the effects of her expert mouth on your average-sized boy cock. You found yourself hanging on for dear life as you dealt with the whirlwind of conflicting sensations.
As you mother moved faster and faster, her balls now slapping against you roughly, you felt yourself getting close to exploding.
"Mmmmhmmmhm!" anything you attempted to say, or to scream, or to moan, was completely distorted by the massive cock which seemed to fill every cubic centimeter of space in your mouth and throat.
"That's it baby, cum for me Doug!" your mother yelled as she briefly removed your cock from her mouth, only to return to it with even more gusto a moment later. She sucked harder and faster until she could sense that you had passed the point of no return simply by the movement of your muscles.
Withdrawing your cock from her mouth, she stroked you savagely for a moment and watched your cum shoot out like a miniature fountain inches from her face, all the while continuing to piston her massive cock into your slobbering mouth.
The incredible peak of that orgasm was the last thing you remembered from that night, as you passed out right then and there, your mom still fucking your throat for her own pleasure.
