A Kiss Goodnight - Part 2 - Sex Stories

A Kiss Goodnight - Part 2

My name is Carol. I am currently fifty years old and am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married and started his own life. His wife is now there to support him. But for the past few decades, I have been a loving mother to my son. I made sure he was always happy and content. The following is an account of my life with Tom.

I had been giving Tom a handjob every night for about three months. He was enjoying it a lot. Initially, it was performed under the top bedsheet, which I found very cute. I knew what was under there, and I could feel Tom’s small penis. But I could only imagine what it looked like. My curiosity was satisfied more recently. Tom had pulled the sheets back and was a lot more confident in himself. He was quite happy for me to see his penis and was not embarrassed at all.

I had told Tom that he needed to have all of his chores and his schoolwork done before I came to give him a kiss goodnight. His grades improved dramatically by the end of the semester. I never had to ask him to do anything twice. He was the dream son.

After washing the dishes, taking the rubbish out and feeding the dog, Tom would go to his room to complete his homework and study. I could hear the excitement in Tom’s voice when he later called, “Mom! Kiss Goodnight!” I would be looking forward to it also.

I would open his bedroom door to see Tom lying back in his bed. His erect penis would be on show, for all the world to see. Occasionally, I’d tell him what an ...

... exceptional penis he had. But, I was mindful not to overdo his ego. I’d slowly walk over and sit on the side of his bed. I’d take hold of his shaft and slowly begin stroking it. I began to talk with Tom during this time. I would ask him how his day was. I would ask him what he did at school. Tom’s answers were about as abrupt as you’d expect from a boy having his penis jacked off. But it took his mind off what was happening, just enough to give him a small amount of stamina.

A few minutes later, sometimes more if he talked about his day at school, Tom would cum. His body would stiffen, and his penis would get extra hard in my hand. Just before Tom released his load, his penis would begin to throb. I loved watching Tom’s cum shoot up into the air. I learnt to time my strokes for maximum effect. I’d grip his shaft firmly as I stroked downward with each ejaculation. When it was all over I’d say, “Wow Tom! That was lovely!”

One night, Tom asked me what a blowjob was. I could tell he knew already, but I played along. I had wanted to ask him about it for a while now, but I wasn't sure how to broach the subject.

“I haven't given one of them for a very long time,” I said.

“Will you give me one, please?” Tom innocently asked.

I replied, “I am a bit out of practice, but I’d love to. I am going to put my mouth onto your penis. OK?”

I was already licking Tom’s penis before finishing the sentence. I then began to softly suck it. I cupped his testicles as I continued to ...