Mom Loves My Cum

After my all-day edging session and the most explosive release, I slept in my mother's bed, a deeper sounder sleep than I could ever recall.

I'd fallen asleep before 7:30 in the evening and not stirred until past 8 the next morning. I awoke to the sweet sensations of my mom kissing me all over my face and neck. My cock was semi hard. It would normally be up in the morning but after last evening, maybe it was taking a while to get going.

In between kisses, she whispered, "I know you're hoping for more, but this should help." and she slid a hand down to my rising cock. She expertly handled me, and quickly had me fully hard and throbbing.

"I gotta go to work but I didn't want to leave without making sure you were okay, so this has to be quick." she said, picking up the pace.

As I got close, she tightened her fingers in a ring just below the head of my shaft and went rapid speed. Just before I exploded, she dropped her mouth on the head, swirling her tongue. The sensation was amazing and sent me rocketing over the edge. The first shot coated her tongue, she moaned in acknowledgment, she then pulled her hand away and plunged all the way down to the base. I pumped a dozen ropes deep into her throat. The whole thing was over in a matter of seconds. Damn, she was skilled.

As soon as I was done, she hopped up off the bed, licked her lips and started for the door. Only then did I realize she was fully dressed for work and had obviously been waiting for me to wake up for a while.

"That'll hold you. No jerking off again, but no edging today either, ok?" she said brightly.

I nodded.

"Good. Get yourself up, get some breakfast. Go out and find a job. Be a thoughtful son and plan dinner. We need to talk tonight about what happened yesterday." she said quickly and went down the hall. She was a sex goddess but also still my mom.

I laid there a while basking in the sunshine and the bliss of my life at the moment. I eventually got up and got busy. I found some part time work painting houses, easy work, decent pay and mostly outdoors, perfect for my situation. I grabbed some stuff for dinner and went home and got dinner prepared and awaited her arrival.

She got home on time, lavished soft kisses on me for finding work and prepping dinner. We sat and ate, talked about our days and cleaned up dinner and then sat down on the couch to talk about the previous day.

"First of all, Joe, I want to apologize for what happened yesterday," she set into her explanation, "I wanted you to be a little hot and bothered, not in a state of distress. I'd intended to tease you a while longer, get you to edge yourself a few more times and then watch you blow another monster load across the room. Watching a guy come, especially when they come like you, really does it for me. Sounds a little weird, but it was a big part of why I fell in love with your dad. And after you blew your load, a new lesson."

"Thanks, I understand. Jerking off in front of you turns me on, too, so I get it." I replied. "Watching you get yourself off on the boat was amazing, too."

"We both have some exhibitionist in us, and everybody has some voyeur in them." she explained.

"I'd thought about not coming home for another hour or so, even jerking myself off in the car and then coming in naked and dripping wet just to turn you on even more. Looking back now, that would have been cruel. I so glad I didn't do that." she confessed.

"Yeah, you're right, but if I wasn't already going crazy, it would have been awesome. I want to see that some time." I agreed.

"Me, too. But there's a bigger thing we need to talk about here. Some guys, when they edge themselves can get crazy aggressive. Like they'd have ripped my clothes off and practically raped me. I knew you wouldn't go that far but you went totally in the other direction yesterday." she began to explain.

I nodded and agreed. "Yeah, I can see that. In the afternoon, I did have thoughts about just grabbing you and fucking you as soon as you walked in, but I don't think I'd have done it."

"Do you know what it means to be submissive or dominant?" she asked.

"I think so, like how some dogs are aggressive to strangers and others pee when you pet them?" I replied.

"Yes," she continued, "but it's more specifically a sexual characteristic in people. Some people are naturally more dominant, some more submissive. Most people are mildly one way or the other or a little bit of both, but some are way more extreme. You may be more submissive than I thought."

"I think I know what you mean now." I said.

"I'm not sure that you fully understand yet." Sexpert mom explained, "Being submissive is not a bad thing or something wrong with you, but it is something you need to be aware of. Yesterday, I asked you to do something, just to satisfy my kink. You went so far with it, you tortured yourself. Just to satisfy me. I feel so bad about that."

"It wasn't your fault, you didn't make me, or intend for me to go that far." I said, trying to relieve her guilt.

"No, I didn't." she continued, "But imagine if I knew and did on purpose to control you. Do you see how dangerous that could be?"

"Yeah, I think so." I answered.

"I think Mrs. Johnson may have picked up on it. You haven't told me anything about your experiences with her." she said, "but do you think she might have?"

"Looking back, I think so." I began to run through it in my mind, "We've only had sex a few times, but one time she had me call her Mistress and she called me Slave, and other times, she seemed to know what would draw me in and she did those things, almost as if they were an act."

"Oh yeah. She knew." my mother said, I could see her fuming.

"Maybe I shouldn't see her again." I said.

"Maybe not, but there's more to this." she continued to explain, "Like I said, being submissive is not a bad thing. It's just part of your sexuality. You may find, especially as you get older, that sex without submission isn't satisfying. It's not like you need to be abused to be satisfied. It can be more like just who's leading and who's following. Just look at our situation."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I practically threw myself at you. You knew I was sexually open to you. Would you have taken the next step? Would you have decided, I want to fuck her, I'm going to seduce her?" she asked.

"No, I guess not." I said quietly.

"As your mom, and as a compassionate sexual partner, I need to be aware of it now, too. I can be both dominant and submissive, depending on the situation. As the older, more experienced one, and your parent, I'm naturally going to be more dominant, that's already the dynamic. And that's as long as both of us are aware and consenting. Yesterday was not ok. Now we know and we can incorporate our tendencies into our relationship. Sometimes I am going to be dominant, but we're also going to nurture your dominant tendencies as well." she explained.

"I understand. I can see how being the dominant one can be addictive." I replied.

"Can you tell me more about your encounters with Mrs. Johnson?" she asked.

"I don't know. Feels a little weird." I said. "Someday, but not now."

"I understand." she said, letting that go, but continuing my education, "The most important thing to understand is that you should not feel bad about yourself. Being submissive or dominant is just part of who we are. Submissive people can be more loving, more attentive, kinder, you see? You want to please people. That's a good thing. Conversely, dominant people can be totally abusive pricks, but they can also be great leaders and make people feel safe and protected. And this may sound weird, but while a dominant submissive sexual relationship may look totally abusive and unhealthy to people outside of it, it may also be completely satisfying to the people in it. People get off on some really weird things. We all have our kinks. Different strokes for different folks. Obviously, everyone needs to be a consenting adult but beyond that, it's their business and not ours. That's why I'm angry about Mrs. Johnson. Yes, you're an adult but just barely and I think she took advantage of you."

"I understand and I really appreciate that you are making this make sense for me." I said quietly. "She did take advantage, but I did have some fun and learned a lot from it, too.

"I said that teaching you was the main objective. I meant it." she continued, "This is important stuff to talk about, but I really didn't expect to get into it so soon. That changed when I saw the state you were in yesterday, I knew I had to take care of you right away. I certainly hadn't planned on letting you unload into my pussy so soon, but it felt right at the time. Of course, my go-slow plan went right out the window. And letting you come in my mouth this morning was also totally not in the plan. My desire to care for you takes precedence."

"I was definitely suffering yesterday, but that was the by far the most intense orgasm of my life I think I passed out from the pleasure. Seems like a fair trade now. And this morning was amazing, I can hardly wait for what else you have in store for me." I said with a huge smile.

"Good. I'm glad we were able to talk through all of this. Given what we know now, I'm glad I walked in on you last week. " she agreed. "I think we should take a break from sex for tonight and resume our fun tomorrow night."

"Agreed." I said.

"But I think would be fun to just make out for a bit before going to bed. You really are a good kisser." she said with a giggle.

We kissed on the couch for a while, she let me practice my developing skills and she occasionally turned the tables on me and managed to get me rock hard with her kisses. After a while, she said, "Ok, I'm getting too heated up. I can feel myself wanting to fuck, so I'm going to bed. I'm going to get myself off, thinking about that mouthful of cum you gave me this morning. I assume you'll do the same."

She stood up, stepped toward her room answering said, "And I respect your wishes to not talk about your encounters with Mrs. J, but you should know that when you do finally tell me, I guarantee that my panties will be soaked, and I won't be able to keep my hands off you."

And she walked down the hall into her room and shut the door.

Stay tuned for the next day.