This is just a snippet of something I’ve started working on. Would love feedback from you lovely ladies ;)
He looked down at his shy, reserved mother on her knees in front of him. Her right hand gently gripping around the base of his shaft, as if measuring the thickness and weight with her fingers, as her left hand hesitantly moved up his thigh until she cupped his full, hanging balls. She couldn’t take her wide, innocent eyes off her son’s manly package. Watching her stare and feeling her fingers tighten slightly around his veiny shaft, he flexed his cock so she could feel it throb and swell in her hand. Surprised by his reaction and sheer hardness of his manhood, a low, involuntary, but audible, “Oh,” escaped her lips, conveying her shock, curiosity, and admiration. She was transfixed, perhaps infatuated, her eyes and mouth beginning to betray her modesty. Watching her, he could tell she was enthralled.
“Do you like it, Mom?”
She only nodded, too afraid to reply out loud, not looking up, unable to pull her eyes from where her fingers slowly worked.
“How does it feel in your little hand?”
Again, she said nothing, but tightened her grip and stroked up the length of his cock and back down to the base, watching her small hand move up and down his flesh.
“Does your son’s cock feel big and hard for you?”
She nodded again, letting out an almost inaudible sigh as she acknowledged his length and girth.“
Is it bigger than Dad’s?” he asked with an arrogant grin.
She stroked him slowly with her hand as she fondled his balls, remaining silent. She knew the truth, but she didn’t want to say it. She didn’t want to admit it and humiliate her husband, his father. But there was no denying it.
“You don’t have to say it, mom, because I can tell by the way you’re stroking it that you haven’t had one this big for a while. Look at you, you can’t stop staring and touching it, can you? How long since you’ve felt a real cock, mom?”
She faltered a little, then replied with a low mumble.
“Look at me,” he said, as she peeled her eyes away from his cock and tilted her chin back to look up at her son’s face, never missing a stroke. As their eyes met he commanded, “If I’m bigger than Dad, you don’t need to say a word, just put both of your hands around my cock and stroke me like a good girl.”
Without taking her eyes off his, her left hand moved slowly from his heavy balls to his shaft, above her right hand, the diamond ring her husband had bought her now gleaming above the flesh of their son’s admittedly superior cock. The head stuck out still with both of her hands around him, and a bead of pre-cum began to ooze from his tip mere inches from her lips.
“I want you to see how big it really is. Why don’t you hold it right next to your gorgeous fucking face.”
Still with both hands stroking him, she held his raging hard cock to the side of her head, unable to fully view it at her angle, but able to tell it must go from her chin to her forehead. As she held it there and continued stroking her son gently placed his thumb on her lips with his index finger under her chin, tilting her head back so she was again staring directly into his eyes. At the same time, he reached down with his other hand, grabbing her hands by the wrist and removing them from his cock one at a time. One of her hands instinctively reached back out tracing her fingertips across his ballsack. As she did this, he gripped the base of his cock in one hand while taking a step forward, releasing his mother’s chin as he slapped his heavy cock down onto the soft skin of her face.
Her eyes widened, but she didn’t move. His warm, solid rod slapped down against her mouth and cheeks and forehead three more times. Then, with his balls pushed against the bottom of her chin, he let go of his member, resting it on her face. Again, instinct took over as she took in his musky scent, pursing her lips against his flesh to gently kiss the underside of his shaft as the tip of her tongue twirled against it.
“You know who the man of the house is now, don’t you slut?”
She nodded her head, causing his cock to bob up and down as it remained balanced against her face.
“Be a good slut and say, ‘Yes, Sir.’”
“Yes, Sir.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rkabzb/a_mother_submits_snippet