Your mom, Susan

You look at the women, moistening your lips as you try to decide which one is going to help you find release. Right at that moment, your mom, Susan, bends forward to adjust the hem of her new dress and smooth it out. You get a great view of her cleavage and the sway of her huge breasts makes your rod leap in your constricting jeans.

You concentrate and tell her mentally that she doesn't want the new dress to get wrinkled so she should go to her room and change, and to leave the door open a bit. Then with a grin, you also put in her mind that the dress made her feel very sexy and she's getting aroused and because of that, she's going to feel herself up as she changes.

"I'd better take this dress off," you hear your mom say and you smile, "I bought it to wear on special occasions so I don't want to get it wrinkled."

You watch her head up the stairs and wait a few moments before getting up from the couch. You stretch dramatically and yawn loud enough to get the rest of the women's attention.

"I'm feeling a bit tired, my first day out of the hospital and all," you announce. "Think I'm going to lay down for a bit. Could someone come get me when dinner's ready?"

"Of course John," your Aunt Sally says with an understanding smile. "Go and get some rest , dear."

You look back at them as you start up the staircase and mentally tell them all to stay downstairs until your mother comes down, and to not pay any attention to how long she's been gone for. That done, you get to the top of the stairs, but instead of going to your own room, you head straight to your mother's.

You moisten your lips in anticipation as you draw nearer, seeing that her door is ajar. Your timing is impeccable as you look around thee door and see that she's slipped her shoes and dress of, standing by her bed in just her bra and panties. You see her in profile and wonder how her bra doesn't burst holding up your mom's huge breasts.

As you mentally suggested to her, you see her hands moving over her lush body. She cups her breasts and then runs her hands along her solid frame to her full thighs, her fingers brushing over the crotch of her panties, then back up again. You can feel your member pulsing in your jeans.

You want to raise the heat and you moisten your lips as you implant in her mind that she has a fantasy. A fantasy of having sex with you, her son. You tell her in her mind to think about it and to get more aroused as she does.

Your dick leaps in your jeans as you hear her moan quietly, her hands cupping her mounds and kneading them. You see her pull the straining cups down and let her huge breasts fall free. Your eyes widen at the sight of them. Her aureola's are large, larger than a silver dollar, and her nipples are thick and swollen. She moans a little louder as she takes them between her fingers and pulls on them.

You watch as she slides a hand down to her pantie covered mound and start to rub herself through them. She spreads her feet for better balance and you see her hips push forward against her hand. You want to do a lot more than watch now and implant a final suggestion in her mind. You tell her with your mind that she wants to fulfil her fantasy, even though it's socially taboo, and if you were to walk into her room right now, she would go through with it. With a wide grin, you push the door open enough to let her see you as you look in.

"You okay mom?" you ask, your eyes scanning her lush figure.

"OH! John!," she gasps, instinctively moving her hands to cover herself, spreading her fingers over her mound as she stops rubbing it and crossing a hand over her bare breasts.

"Sorry Mom. I didn't mean to peek, but I heard some moans and wanted to make sure you're okay," you say to her, knowing better.

"Umm, John? Can we ... er... talk for a minute?" Susan says as she moistens her lips.

"Sure mom. Want to get dressed first?" you respond.

"Come in and close the door," she says as she turns to face you.

"Okay," you reply and close it, standing in front of it.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" she asks.

"Sure mom. I have nothing to hide" you answer.

"Do you think I'm... sexy?" she asks and you see her hand give a breast a squeeze as she keeps her arms bent across her chest.

"Hell, Mom, what guy wouldn't?" you smile.

"Good. Come closer John," she tells you as she sits on the end of her bed. "I want to tell you something very personal."

You walk toward her, stopping to stand right in front of her. You see your mother's eyes on your bulge as you approach her, then she slowly looks up at your face.

"What is it, mom?" you ask, knowing already what you put into her mind.

"I ... have this... fantasy," she begins. "A fantasy of having sex... with you."

"Really mom?" you ask, trying to sound surprised.

She nods, moistening her full lips and you watch as she slowly takes her arm away from her chest to put her magnificent breasts on display for you. Her dark pink nipples are thick and hard.

"I... I want to make it come true John," she tells you and reaches her hands out to your thighs, rubbing them a bit. " Would you like that John? Would you like to have sex with me?" she asks. "Would you like to fuck your horny mother?" she adds in a huskier voice.

You simply nod and she smiles up at you. She moves her hands higher up your thighs, lowering her eyes to stare directly at your bulge. She licks her lips as her fingers trace up the outline of it. She reaches up to undo your jeans and unzip them, pushing them down your legs, you swollen member bouncing free.

"Mmm. So big and hard already," she purrs as she wraps her finger around it.

She reaches her other hand around to your rear as she pulls on your meaty stalk to bring you even closer, her eyes locked onto the mushroom shaped head. She bends her head to lick at the smooth knob, swirling her tongue over it.

She sighs softly and closes her eyes as she takes you into her mouth. She holds in in her mouth for a few moments, just tasting it. Then she takes you in deeper, her tongue laving your shaft. You watch her massive breasts sway and jiggle as she starts to move her head slowly back and forth.

You reach down. sliding your fingers over her smooth breasts until your can cup them in your hands. You lift the heavy orbs, her hard nipples scratching at your palms. Your mother moans on your prick as you knead her soft mounds, her lips tightening on your rod. She sucks harder as you play with her thick nipples, rolling them between your fingers, gently pinching and pulling on them.

She looks up at you, letting your wet shaft slip from her mouth. She licks at the underside, her fingers sliding down to grip your dick at its base. Feeling your mom's hot mouth, lips and tongue on your cock feels incredible, and the look of lust in her lidded eyes are enough to make it so hot that you almost orgasm right then and there.

"It's been so long since I sucked a cock and tasted cum," Susan says breathlessly. "I want you to cum in my mouth John," she adds after a pause to suck on the smooth tip.

In answer, you place a hand on her head and push it down on your prick a bit. You gasp as she takes almost all of you into her her mouth, hearing her gag a bit in her eagerness. She takes her hand off your rear and cups your swinging balls, fondling them. You put your hands on your mother's shoulders as your hips start to move, sliding your cock between her soft lips.

Susan's lips clamp tighter and her cheeks hollow as she sucks harder. Your hips move faster and she moves her head in pace. You grit your teeth, trying to hold back for as long as you can, but it just feels too good. You feel quivers going through your body, feeling your thighs tense.

"UUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!" you groan as the first spurt shoots down your mother's throat.

She moans and sucks hungrily, her hand moving with her mouth. You close your eyes, listening to the wet sound of her greedy mouth as she suck and slurps on your spurting shaft, gobbling down all of your load, not stopping until it's no more than a trickle. She lifts her glazed over eyes to you as she swirls her tongue over the shiny knob.

She smiles as she releases your cock from her grip. She reaches down to her panties, lifting her rear up off the bed to slide them down her legs and off. She licks her semen coated lips as she slides herself backwards up along her bed, her eyes never leaving you. She lays her head back onto a pillow and spreads her shapely thighs in open invitation. She runs her hand along her open thighs, licking her full, sensuous lips.

"Take me John," she says hoarsely. "Come up here and fuck your mother."