We don't always get what we want but we usually get what we need. That's something my mom always tells me when things don't go my way and it makes me feel a lot better about the fact that the hottest girl in my class probably didn't even know my name. She probably never thought about me at all even though I thought about her while stroking my cock almost every night.
Jessica was the hottest girl in my English class at university. Or at least I thought so. There were lots of hot girls around but Jessica had that perfect balance of sexy and cute which really turned me on. She still dressed like a schoolgirl with little skirts and shirts and a loose tie and high socks that went all the way up to her knees. She almost caught me drooling over her a few times when the lectures got boring and the professor starts droning on like a lawnmower on a Sunday afternoon. She doesn't really seem to mind but other than that she doesn't pay me much attention.
That's real life. In my fantasies things are different. She's obsessed with me and she loves stroking my dick even more than I do. She bends over to pick up a pencil she has dropped on the floor in the library right in front of me and I bump into her by mistake while looking for a certain work by a certain compulsory author. She feels my big dick rub against her exposed panties for a spilt second and that enough to get her hooked. Before long she's on her knees sucking my cock in the aisles hoping she won't get caught being a naughty girl.
I don't last very long when I think about Jessica and it doesn't take long before I erupt down her throat in my imagination while cumming into a carefully prepared ball of tissue paper alone in my bedroom. I try to focus of her expression of shock and delight as she tries to swallow my massive load but the vision fades and my dick droops, pathetically leaking the last of my ejaculation from my slightly aching balls.
This is an almost nightly ritual with variations on the fantasy but not the reality. Sometimes Jessica needs my help getting undressed and showering after sports practice because she's just too sweaty to get her tight fitting clothes off. At other times she needs help with her homework because she is too busy fighting with her boyfriend and one thing leads to another and she decides she wants me inside her.
I have a very vivid imagination and so I can always think of new ways in which Jessica and I could end up together sexually and I have my own room so nobody disturbs me. But I can sometimes hear my dad snoring at night which is not ideal when I am trying to concentrate on my classmates breasts, the image of which I have seared onto by brain via regular casual glances on campus. My mom always complains that dad's snoring keeps her awake at night but when I'm done masterbating I am too tired to notice and usually fall asleep quite easily.
But one night I woke up to see my mother standing in the doorway watching me. It was kind of creepy but I didn't say anything and pretended I was still sleeping. I wondered how often she had done this before. Maybe she couldn't sleep because of my father's snoring so she had got out of bed to come see if I was awake. I didn't really want to talk with her because as it turned out I had another raging boner despite a massive jerk off session before bed where I imagined Jessica had a agreed to be my sex slave for the rest of the semester.
Although seeing my mom standing in the doorway to my room was a surprise what happened next was way more shocking. She came over to my bed and slipped her hand under the covers and started gently rubbing her fingers over my cock. I couldn't believe it but I didn't say anything because I didn't want her to stop and it felt amazing. She gently caressed my dick and balls for several minutes of absolute bliss before quietly slipping out of my room again.
This experience really changed me and now instead of just fantasizing about Jessica every night I would often think about my mom stroking my dick and balls and it always made me cum. That was the first time in happened and things just escalated from there. The next time she came into my room about a week later.
She was completely naked this time and she came over and to my bed and once again slipped her hand under the covers. But this time after a few minutes of softly running her fingers over my cock and balls, she slowly removed my duvet and took a good look at my hard young cock. Then, to my surprise, she lower her head over my torso and started licking my dick like it was a lollipop.
I kept my eyes closed and pretended I was sleeping so she wouldn't stop. It only got better from there when she took the head of my penis in her mouth and started sucking. It was the most blissful feeling. I have never felt more loved and appreciated than in that moment when my devoted mother showed me how much she loved me by actually sucking my cock. She went deeper and deeper until I was enveloped entirely and she kept going until I came in her mouth.
