When I pulled away, she whimpered pitifully.
“Stay. I have another one for you.”
“Yes, sir,” she answered softly.
“That was very good,” I told her. “With practice, you’ll be excellent.”
“Thank you,” she said.
“There’s a bottle of water beside you. Relax.”
I stepped away and took a drink of soda. I felt terrible and wonderful at the same time. I knew it was sick, but I was hoping that by doing this, she wouldn’t feel the need to go out to dangerous places and do terrible things.
Mom had sucked me off. And it was the best of my life, without a doubt. No compare. Mom had mad oral skills. I wondered if Aunt Carol was competitive.
I was stroking my cock, think of Mom’s filthy mouth, and I started to harden. That was enough for me. I stuck my cock through the hole.
“Suck-”
I hadn’t finished saying the word before I was in her mouth. God, but that felt good. She got me hard and went to work.
After a couple of minutes, she pulled away and started rubbing her face against my shaft. “So beautiful, so hard,” she whispered.
“Suck, sexy woman. Don’t talk. Don’t think. Suck, my beautiful cum-slut.”
She purred as she went down on me, mixing things up, sucking diligently.
It was too intense for me to talk much. I let her do her job and enjoyed the benefits. It took a lot longer the second time. Part of it was I’d just come a few minutes earlier. Part was her teasing. She was taking control, dragging it out, stopping before I got carried away.
Still, even the best things must end, and Mom’s mouth was right up there with the very best of them. My groan was the only signal I gave as I exploded inside her mouth. Once again she finished me wonderfully, keeping it going until I was soft and clean.
“That’s all for tonight,” I said.
“Thank you, sir.”
I pressed a button on the keyboard, and the three note chime went off. “When you hear that sound, you will come here and suck.”
“Yes, sir.”
I closed the opening and turned off the laptop. I removed the hot, sweaty helmet and turned off the voice changer. Then I fell back in the bed and replayed Mom’s slutty blowjobs in my head over and over.
* * * *
After I woke up and showered, I noticed that Mom still hadn’t come out of her room yet. It only took me a minute to turn on the laptop and activate the camera in her closet. Mom was sitting on the end of her bed staring into the closet. She was wearing nothing but her panties. It wasn’t the best body I’d ever seen, not by a long shot, but she had nice tits.
I felt a stirring in my shorts.
Decision made. I opened the portal and hit the chime. Mom was off the bed like a rocket and on her knees. I hadn’t even thought to put the helmet on, so I didn’t say anything, I just stuck my cock through the hole.
Mom went after it like a starving chick. She was purring and humming, as she sucked me. Damn, she looked happy.
I watched her play with her own tits, while she sucked me. Her hand even dipped down into her panties. I tried to resist, but she seemed to be in a hurry. There was no down time; she sucked me like she couldn’t get enough. Which I guess maybe she couldn’t.
She had me whimpering a few minutes into it, and she giggled. “Beautiful, hard, yummy, cock,” she whispered, before going for the finish. God, I didn’t stand a chance.
I groaned loudly as I came for her. She was gentle, sucking me softly, swallowing everything I had to offer. Even after I was done, she kissed my wilting cock, tugging on it gently.
“All gone,” she whispered wistfully.
I almost answered, before realizing I wasn’t wearing the helmet. I closed the portal door and shut things down. I could hear her in the hall, singing softly before I even had my shorts on.
It was scary heading down the hall. I had no idea what I might be facing. I stuck my head in the kitchen, and Mom looked over at me and smiled. “Sleep well?” she asked.
“Like a baby.”
She chuckled. “Waffles?”
“Sound great. You seem to be in a good mood.”
She glanced at me and blushed. “I’m in a very good mood, Randy. My baby boy has come home to visit.”
Suddenly I felt bad for the seven week absence. I stepped forward and took her in my arms, hugging her firmly. “I’m sorry. I swear I’ll never be gone that long again. I’ll visit as often as I can.”
She looked up at me, and her grin was absolutely mischievous. “Forgiven. And I’m sure I’ll be seeing a lot more of you from now on.” Then she pulled away. “Set the table.”
I did, and we ate. Fuck, it was nice. It was like the Mom of old. She was happy, and laughing and full of life. Even if she was only eating a bowl of oatmeal, while I inhaled three waffles.
Neither of us talked about the closet. Not even a hint. Every now and then she’d get that look in her eye, but all she did was laugh and talk.
Afterward, once we’d cleared the table and done the dishes, I followed her to the living room, not knowing what to do.
“I’m going to go to the gym for a while. You’ll be alright by yourself, won’t you?”
I nodded. “I probably should do some studying anyway.”
“Perfect.”
As she was headed out a few minutes later, she paused at the door to the study, where I was working. “See you soon.”
“Love you, Mom.”
She had a huge smile on her face when she dropped her exercise bag. She walked over to me, leaned over and gave me a kiss. “I know, baby. I love you too. More than you’ll ever know.”
Then she was walking away with a joy in her step I hadn’t seen in ages.
Once she was gone, I was back to work. It took me over an hour to get the voice electronics out of the helmet, and attached to the grill. I tested it a few times to make sure it was working. It was kind of a kick to hear Darth Vader’s voice emanating from the grill. “Suck that big, fat cock, you filthy cum-slut. I am your father!”
I replaced the water bottle on her side of the closet and checked how the kneeling platform was holding up. Everything looked perfect.
So I returned to studying, dutifully ignoring my new erection, knowing full well it would be taken care of before long.
Mom’s exercise took longer than I expected. I got a couple of hours of studying in before she stumbled into the house. She looked worn out, but in a good, exercise way, not a two-hours on her knees glory-hole way.
I could see she could barely move. I rushed over and took her bag from her.
“She killed me, Randy, absolutely destroyed me,” Mom said with a moan.
“Who, Mom?”
“Tina, my new trainer. She’s a monster.” The words sounded painful, but she was still smiling.
“Why don’t you take a shower and short nap,” I said.
“No, I need to make you lunch, you must be starving.”
“I can make a sandwich. I’ll be fine. Now off to bed with you. I’m not going to take no for an answer.”
She grinned, and her eyes lit up. “Yes, sir.” She gave me a quick hug. “Wake me up by three; I don’t want to waste the whole day.”
Of course, at three o’clock I was standing in my closet, hard cock at the ready. I activated the voice changer and hit the chime.
Ding-ding-ding “Winnie.”
Ding-ding-ding “Winnie.”
Ding-ding-ding “Winnie.”
Ding-ding-ding “Winnie.”
The new camera watching her bed captured her movement. She groaned slightly.
Ding-ding-ding “Winnie.”
Ding-ding-ding “Winnie.”
Mom sat up abruptly. I saw she was naked; she’d never dressed after her shower. She stumbled off the bed headed for the closet.
Ding-ding-ding “Winnie.”
“Here, sir. I’m here!” she gasped, kneeling on her platform.
I put my cock through the hole. “Suck, my sexy cum-slut.”
“Thank you, sir.”