I got up early the next morning and ordered breakfast for us. When it arrived I quietly opened the door, tipped the bellhop, and pulled the table into the room. I had everything set up when I saw my mother stirring in the bed. I brought over a hot cup of coffee and sat on the bed, reaching the cup toward her sleepy face. When she smelled the coffee a smile came to her face and her sleep weary eyes brightened.
“Mmmmm, thank you,” she said as she struggled to sit up in bed. She took the coffee from me and took a sip. “Wow, what time is it?”
“Oh goodness. We are supposed to be in the lobby at ten to go diving,” my mother gasped and started to get up.
“Don’t worry, I called and changed our lessons to noon.”
“Thank you sweetheart. I guess I zonked last night.”
“Yes you did,” I said with a smile, remembering her passing out when she climaxed.
Then my mother remembered what had happened. Her face turned red and she said, “Sorry. I guess I left you high and dry last night.”
“Well, not high, but hard and dry,” I laughed. “It’s okay. I was happy to be of service.”
“I owe you one,” she said with a sixy smile.
“You don’t owe me anything … ever,” I said sincerely. I got up and brought over a tray with eggs, bacon, and toast and sat it in front of her. As I watched her start to eat like she was starved, I said, “So you told Stephanie about us. I assume you can trust her.”
It suddenly dawned on her that she had told me about that last night. “Yes we can.”
“So she came on to you, huh?”
“Oh, I told you that too,” she answered with a little surprise. Then she added, “What else did I tell you?”
“Nothing other than she played with your pussy at the table. I know when you got home your pussy was a swamp,” I said with a laugh and saw my mother blush.
“Are you mad?” she asked.
“Not at all. Hey, what eighteen-year-old guy would get mad at a gorgeous woman lusting after his lover? Remember all us guys think with our cocks.”
“Humm,” she said, looking at me strangely.
“What?” I said.
“I don’t know if I should mention this, but I guess … well,” she said and paused.
“Stephanie wants to be with me again. You know, just for fun,” Mom said, looking embarrassed.
“Wow, what did you tell her?” I said, but I didn’t mention that she had said something about that last night.
“That I would ask you. But I also said that I wanted you to be there if we did anything.”
“Holy shit! Are you kidding?”
My mother finally smiled. “No, I’m not kidding. Do you like that idea?”
“What do you think?” I said and stood up. The bulge in my shorts was obvious.
With a smile she put the tray of food aside. I guess I should take care of this,” she said reaching for the tent in my shorts. A moment later she had my shorts open and my cock out.
“Mmmmm, I would say thinking about Stephanie and I together has gotten you very excited.”
I moaned as she took my cock into her warm and wet mouth. My mother sucked me as she lovingly took my balls into her hands. I reached for her head and held her with my fingers in her hair, gently moving her mouth up and down on my cock. I was very excited, but I wanted it to last. When I felt my balls were about to explode, I pushed her head back. She looked up at me with surprise. Then she realized that I didn’t want to cum right away. She smiled and then started to gently lick the head. She circled it with her tongue tip, just teasing the sensitive skin. Then she ran her tongue around the ridge under the crown. My legs started to tremble as I fought for control.
“I’m not going to let you cum yet,” she said and to my great frustration, sat back and picked up a piece of toast. She watched my cock throb as she slowly drank her coffee and ate the toast. Then she said, “Let’s see if I can get you close to a climax again.”
“Mom!” I protested, but I secretly loved it. She was teasing me and denying me the final pleasure and as a result driving me crazy with desire.
She stroked my cock with her hand and watched the head throb. Then with a giggle she got a scoop of jelly on the tip of her finger, spreading it onto the head of my cock and then slowly licked it off. “Mmmmm tastes better than the toast.” She stroked my cock again before sitting back. I watched as she scooped up more jelly but this time rubbed it on her hard nipple. “You try it,” she said, lifting her breast toward me.
I leaned over and sucked her nipple into my mouth. “Sweet,” I said as I licked my lips.
“Maybe I will spread it on my pussy some time and let you lick it off.”
I just moaned.
She grabbed my cock again and stroked it. Up and down the shaft her hand moved with agonizing slowness. Then she bent her head and licked the crown as she continued to move her hand.
“Mom!” I whined.
She giggled. Then she opened her mouth and took the head inside, gently sucking, her hand not moving.
When I started to move my hips she stopped. “Not fair,” she said and shook her head at me.
“What you’re doing is not fair,” I said with a pleading look.
She teased me for a long time. When she realized that I was about ready to expire she said, “Okay, I’ll give in. But you are going to have to cum without you or me touching the shaft of your cock. I’m just going to put my mouth over the head and lick.”
I was ready to agree to anything at that point. I stood there with my legs trembling as she took the head into her mouth again. I could feel her tongue working on the head, circling it, finding the slit and licking it, and working under the crown to tease the sensitive skin there. I desperately wanted to reach for her head, but held back, balling my hands into fists. “Oh God, oh God, oh God,” I moaned as I felt my balls begin to churn. Like a rumbling volcano I felt my cock start to throb. “I’m … I’m going to … cummm,” I gasped. My words didn’t seem to faze my mother as she continued to gently lick the head.
“Ahhhhhheeeee,” I screamed as my sperm rushed up the shaft and blasted from the impossibly swollen head and deep into her mouth. I heard her moan, but she didn’t miss a beat as she swallowed my erupting load. It felt like my balls were exploding as they emptied into her sucking mouth. When the last drop was out, I staggered backward and collapsed onto a chair. My cock was still twitching as if it was trying to pump more sperm from my depleted balls.
“Holy crap,” I gasped as I looked at my smiling mother. She was back to eating her breakfast as if nothing had happened.