A Kiss Goodnight - Part 3 - Sex Stories

A Kiss Goodnight - Part 3

My name is Carol. I am currently fifty years old and I am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married and he has 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 blowjob every night for almost a year. We lovingly referred to it as his “kiss goodnight”. He absolutely loved it. I had told Tom that he needed to have all of his chores and his schoolwork done before I came to kiss him goodnight. His grades improved significantly each semester. I never had to ask him to do anything twice. I never needed to revoke Tom’s blowjob privilege. Nor did I want to. He was the perfect son.

After washing the dishes, taking the rubbish out, and feeding the dog, Tom would go to his room to complete his homework. 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 had become very fond of receiving a load of Tom’s silky cum every night. Tom would be lying back in his bed with an erection. His penis had grown in size and would lean towards his chest at about forty-five degrees.

As I was slowly walking over to Tom’s bed, I would quickly ask him if his homework was complete. Tom would confirm, “Yes, Mom.”

I would take hold of his shaft and say something like, “What have we here?”

I would then bend ...

... over and begin to lick and suck his penis. I would pull my top down, and drop my boobs out. My boobs were not bad for a forty-one-year-old. They were a bit saggy as a result of breastfeeding. But they were still perky, with large, dark areolas, and pointy nipples. Tom enjoyed seeing my boobs jiggle around as I bobbed up and down. He also liked to cup them in his hand and feel my nipples as I sucked him.

After several months, Tom’s stamina was long enough for him to relax, and really enjoy the experience. Tom’s orgasms were long and powerful. His body would stiffen and he would vocalize his feelings. He’d coo and say, “Ooo Mom, that feels great.” He would then ejaculate into my mouth. Tom produced a sizable volume of thick, creamy cum. I loved the taste and I would swallow it all with delight.

Tom was getting maximum pleasure from every blowjob. Around this time, I decided to go into Tom’s bedroom a bit earlier than usual. He wasn't in bed yet. He was on his laptop. He was diligently doing his homework, in anticipation of receiving his nightly blowjob. I told him it was time that he learned about a lady’s private parts. I told him he needed to know how to touch a woman.

I sat on his bed and pulled my nightgown up to expose my bush. I hadn't had sex for a long time, and I didn't see any point in making myself presentable. I hadn't shaved or waxed since I last had sex with my ex-husband. I had not even bothered to trim my bikini line. I had a very thick, dark bush (I still ...