My son Frankie often looked at me with desire in his eyes. What he didn’t realize was that I was well aware of those longing glances and when he wasn’t paying attention I looked at him in exactly the same way. I had never acted on my impulses in fear my son would reject me. If only he would make the first move. Well, last week I was getting ready to leave for the evening. My son kept staring at me and telling me how great I look. I giggled a bit and we began flirting with each other. He asked me not to go out and to stay with home with him instead. I was nervous, not sure what this may lead to but I decided to stay. Frankie kept complimenting me and his words made my pussy throb. God, I wanted him. I was just waiting for him to take the next step…to just initiate my fantasy. He did. He unzipped his jeans and reached into the opening to reveal his monstrous cock. It was so big! Much bigger than I hoped for! It made my pussy cream. I smiled and knelt down on the floor between his legs. I recalled his father always raving about my cock sucking abilities and I was now going to use my skills to give my son the best blow job of his life! I opened my mouth wide and closed my lips around the center of Frankie’s beautiful cock taking it all the way down my throat. The spitting, slurping and gagging sounds seemed to excite him more. The sensation of deep throating my boy thrilled me so much, I was about to cum. With that, Frankie could take it no longer and he was about to explode. I pulled my head up, sucking my lips all the way along his cock shaft. I wrapped my hand around his throbbing rod, stroking it firmly and a thick, creamy gusher of cum squirted from his cock. The spurts of cum shot again and again, a torrent of thick, sweet cum bursting from his balls, through his cock and onto my face! I was quite pleased.
