Mom's Christmas Treat

She continued lightly rubbing his thighs and crooned "Mmm it looks so tight. It must be really full."

"Why don't you feel for yourself?" he offered. She frowned and swallowed hard.

"You mustn't tempt mommy like that. You know she's a bad mommy. Its so naughty."

"Yes it is," he said. "Very naughty, but then you've already rubbed me with your foot tonight. How much naughtier could it be?"

She didn't answer, merely sat there rubbing his thighs and chewing her bottom lip with indecision. And then, as if in a trance she traced both her thumbs down his scrotum, lightly brushing his hairs. Temptation finally got the better of her and she cupped his balls in her palm, gently squeezing and massaging.

"You bad boy," She scolded playfully "you bad bad boy."

"Sorry mommy, but I need to come so badly. You've been so wicked with all your teasing. I feel like I would explode if you blew on my cock again -- I'd probably cum all over you. Imagine how deliciously naughty it would be..."

Her heart skipped a beat as she thought about it. Being able to make him cum with just her breath, now that would be hot.

"Do you want mommy to make you cum?" she teased and edged closer. Danny paused and then slowly peeled back his foreskin revealing his hot purple helmet, slick and sticky with pre-cum. Her eyes flashed with excitement as he held his shaft at the base and directed it toward her. Ever so softly, she began to blow onto his head. His cock twitched in his hand and she knew he was close. He groaned and slipped his other hand behind her head.

"Baby?" she paused, surprised. And then a feeling of unease crept over her as he looked down at her lustily.

"Open wide mommy." He commanded.

"What? No!" she said, shocked. Suddenly it didn't feel like a game anymore and she tried to pull away, but he held her there firmly. Panicking, she reacted the only way she knew how.

She reached out and wrapped her fist lightly around his shaft. Barely grazing his skin she began to stroke softly. "Mmm, don't spoil it baby, we've been having such naughty fun."

"You're the only one spoiling things." He replied sullenly, but he relaxed his grip on her regardless. She continued to pump him, expertly varying her grip and rhythm to great effect. "You look so hot doing that mum." He encouraged. "How does it feel?"

Surrendering to the fact that she was now jerking off her own son, she relaxed into it, and despite how much she tried to deny it, she felt hot, sexy. Her pussy was dripping into her panties; she suddenly realized how close she was to cumming.

And then she felt fingertips on her nipples, flicking, pinching, tugging gently.

"I said," Danny repeated, "how does it feel?" He continued to tease her breasts and she groaned.

"Ohhhhh GOD, it feels good. So hard, so wet." And she realized it was wet. Really wet. A steady stream of pre-cum was leaking from his cock, dribbling down her wrist. Slick and sticky.

"Try some." Danny whispered, edging her ever onwards.

"What -- no I mustn't." she said, and then moaned again as he pinched a little harder.

"Try some." He urged "Its there on your wrist, all you need to do is lick. Go on, try some."

Giving in she leaned down and quickly swept her tongue up the inside of her arm. She tasted salt and musk and she liked it. Danny looked at her quizzically.

"Good?" he asked. She nodded.

"Mmm, good." She confirmed. Emboldened, Danny stroked two fingers along her wrist, gathered up more juice then held them out to her.

"More?" he offered.

"Yes." She said and slipped his fingers into her mouth.

"You look so hot mom." Danny encouraged and scooped up more and more, feeding her his juice. She took it from him eagerly, savoring the taste.

"Yummy." She purred, smacking her lips together. She felt so sexy now, so hot, so possessed by sexual tension.

'What must this look like?' She thought. 'I'm kneeling topless between my son's legs, jerking his cock and tasting his pre-cum while he plays with my titties. This is so naughty.'

"Yummy?" Danny interrupted her thoughts and offered his fingers again. She took them without a second thought and he grinned.

"Well you know," he began and started tracing his finger around his helmet. It was slick and shiny and made juicy sticky noises as he circled slowly. "there's so much more you're missing out on." His mother paused again, eyeing him carefully, considering his words and forgetting why she'd been so resistant to the idea in the first place.

'Because its bad!' Her subconscious yelled. 'Oh right. That.'

Seeing her torn with indecision her brushed her hands away from his cock, and then pulled his foreskin back completely. She watched nervously as he continued circling his finger around his juicy helmet.

"Please don't make me." She begged meekly. Danny ignored her pleas and raised his cock toward her lips. No need for a hand on her head now.

"Open." He demanded firmly.

And this time she did. She stretched her tongue out and swirled it around his head, whipping up his pre-cum, swallowing, tasting. Her defenses were finally broken and she completely surrendered to her forbidden urges. She began lapping contentedly at his slit.

"Oh my, I think she likes it." Danny stroked his mom's head happily. "Come and get it mommy, come and get it."

It was Danny's turn to groan as his mother leaned forward and his cock slipped along her tongue and between her parted lips. He was engulfed in warmth and wetness. Her velvety tongue played against the underside of his dick.

"Ohhhh." He settled back into his chair and let her take control. She expertly played him like he was a musical instrument. She sucked with varying intensity, she nibbled his shaft and she whirled her tongue around his head. Sometimes she pushed it against the inside of her cheek and flicked her tongue along it like a blade. Other times she held him by his tip and sucked, hard-soft-hard-soft.

Back and forth, round and round, in and out. He never knew what was coming next. She ate him with an eagerness that betrayed the emptiness of her earlier protests. She was relishing it, she wanted it, and she needed it.

Danny had spent so long waiting for this moment, so long on the verge of cumming that he couldn't hold it in any longer. He let out a huge groan of release as his shaft pulsed and exploded.

"Oh oh oh don't stop mommy don't stop...uuuuuuuhhhh!" She held him tightly in her mouth as spurt after spurt splashed onto her tongue and finally it was too much to bear; she jammed her fingers between her legs and she came too. As she shook with convulsions she groaned around his cock, and the vibrations increased the intensity of his ejaculation. She swallowed as much of his cum as she could before it began to spill out onto her chin, her breasts his stomach. And still he came. Nine-times. Ten-times. Eleven. He lost count. She kept working him hungrily with her mouth until he was only semi-hard. It was almost unbearable.

Finally it was over. Danny lay back in the chair exhausted watching his ravenous mom eat his cum.

"Hungry?" He asked.

She purred back at him "You naughty naughty boy, how could you make your own mother eat your cum?" It was a rhetorical question and her eyes twinkled at him with satisfaction. "Your lovely juicy cum."

He grinned at her "Merry Christmas mom."

She looked up at him, her lips smeared with soft white pearls, and smiled back. "Merry Christmas son."

And then, like a little kitten at a saucer of milk, she happily began lapping away at his cum-covered cock.

Merry Christmas indeed.

THE END.