Only Son Becomes Mom’s Lover – Part IV

Only Son Becomes Mom’s Lover – Part IV

Introduction: I still have a lot to learn from mom.


It is often said that the chances of a woman over the age of thirty-five finding a new husband is slimmer than getting hit by lightning twice. The odds get much much worse when a woman like mom tried to find a man that was both kind and responsible, and still had enough mojo to satisfy her sexually. Mom came up with a plan. She began by eliminating all those who were unlikely to be kind or responsible. Only after the man had passed the first test would she allow his cock to come within touching distance of her lovely pussy.

The way this plan played out was like this. After four or five dates, if the man who had survived the first elimination round, indicated that he wanted some fucking, mom would ask him to come home with her at the end of the date. (Of course, if after five dates the man still didn’t show any inclination of wanting to fuck mom, he was obviously a dud, and would be dropped forthwith). If the man could fuck mom to orgasm in the first round mom would invite him to stay the night and get him to give her another orgasm later in the night or the next morning. If the man performed below par in the first round and given the chance still couldn’t redeem himself in the second round she would most likely tell the man to go home after serving him some coffee or liquor.

When the droopy-cock man left, I would take charge of mom’s pussy. I would bring the night to a close giving mom a good fuck and a glorious orgasm. I had never failed to do just that. Just one week after we moved into the Doctor’s mansion my mom told me about the special mirror in the master bedroom. (How did she find that out is another story!) This mirror allowed someone in the study, which was next to the master bedroom, to see everything that was going on in the bedroom. In the study this mirror was hidden behind a huge oil painting. This meant that I could watch mom fucked her “man of the hour” from the study and the sexy show would make my cock hard enough to enter mom the instance the loser left. But if the man was qualified to stay the night as a fucker, mom would excuse herself after her first orgasm and come into the study to reward me with a quickie.

I remembered one such night vividly. Mom and her boy friend came home past midnight on a Saturday night. After I opened the door for them I retreated to the study and laid on the couch facing the mirror. He was a recently divorced pharmacist and was a nice man. He was around forty-five then. Immediately after the bedroom door was shut mom and Mike undressed themselves in a flash. The room was brightly lit and I could see that Mike had kept himself in good shape and he had an eight inch shaft crowned with a round big bulb that looked bigger than the girth of his shaft. (This, I admired because my own cock sort of tapered off with a small crown.)

Mom laid on her back and Mike at once glued his mouth to her pussy. While he sucked and tongued the pussy his long arms reached up to her breasts and he started to squeeze and rub them.