We need to practice

At thirty-four years old I found myself a widow with an eighteen-year-old son still living at home.

While Mike was alive we had a great life.

But, when he died it left Emmit and me in a jam.

Mike didn't have life insurance and left us with a stack of bills.

Emmit only eighteen had a hard time finding a job that paid very well.

I had been with Mike since I was fifteen and never had a job outside our home.

My job was to raise our son and take care of our home.

Determined not to lose our home.

I started cleaning houses.

But, it wasn't enough with what Emmit and I both made.

Every Sunday I clean Mrs. Robinson's house while she is at church.

Then I eat lunch with her.

Mrs. Robinson is a very well-off sixty-five-year-old widower.

"Emma? What's bothering you today?" Mrs. Robinson asked me.

After some prying, I finally told her what was going on.

"I see." Is all Mrs. Robinson said?

We talked for another hour a while we ate and I cleaned up.

"Does Emmit work on Sundays?" Mrs. Robinson
asked me.

"No. That is about the only day off he gets." I smiled sadly.

Then Mrs. Robinson started asking me a few questions about Emmit.

Whether he had a girlfriend and stuff like that.

"Emma. I have a proposal for you." Mrs. Robinson finally said.

I didn't know what it was.
But, I had it was not something good by the look in her eye and the questions she was asking.

"Emma. I would give you a hundred dollars to let me watch you give Emmit a blow job." Mrs. Robinson smiled lewdly.

"What!" I gasped in shock.

"What? It shouldn't take more than ten minutes or so of you sucking his dick before he came." Mrs. Robinson smiled.

"That is my son you are talking about and a sexual act." I fired back at her.

"True. But, you would have an extra hundred for maybe thirty minutes of work, which we both get pleasure from." Mrs. Robinson smiled at me.

"That is disgusting." I fired back.

"Fine. Two hundred if you swallow his nut." Mrs. Robinson smiled not backing down.

I was in shock.
I couldn't believe what she was saying or offering.

"Go home and talk it over with Emmit. I'm sure he wouldn't mind getting his dick sucked by a sexy milf." Mrs. Robinson smiled.

Emmit could tell I was shaken when I got home.

"Mom? What's wrong?" Emmit asked.

I told him the story of Mrs. Robinson and her offer.

"An extra two hundred would be nice," Emmit said softly.

The rest of the evening I was kinda lost thinking about what Mrs. Robinson
offered and what Emmit had said.

The next day I was at my friend Jamie's house cleaning it and talking to her about Mrs. Robinson's offer.

"Well, Emma. I'd suck him off for free. He is a fucking hunk." Jamie laughed.

"Yeah, but would you offer to pay me to do it?" I asked in a huff pissed at what my friend had said.

"Well, to watch you suck your son's dick and eat his wad. Yeah, I might." Jamie smiled. "But, I'd still do it for free." She finished with a laugh.

For the next two days, I thought about sucking my son off.

Thursday I stopped by
Mrs. Robinson's.

"Hello, Emma. Did you bring Emmit?" Mrs. Robinson smiled.

"No. We need to talk first." I told her.

I wanted to know more about what she wanted and how often.

"Every Sunday you will bring Emmit and suck him off till he nuts.
Then you will swallow it and clean him up." Mrs. Robinson told me.

That night I talked to Emmit.

"Emmit. Right hundred a month will keep us afloat." I told him as we ate dinner.

"Well, I guess we better practice at least once," Emmit said with a smile.

"Just like that. Your gonna let me suck your dick?" I asked in shock.

"Mom. We are out of money and we are losing our home. Yes. Just like that, I'm going to let you suck my dick." Emmit said in a hard tone.

"Okay," I said nervously.

I had only sucked one dick in my life and that was his father's.

"Where do you want to go? Your room?" Emmit asked.

"No. We will do it in the living room." I said still in shock.
"Go set on the couch," I told Emmit gathering my courage.

Grabbing a hair tie out of the draw.
I headed to the living room.

Unlike blowing his father.
We didn't kiss or get cuddly.
This was all business.

Nervously I got on my knees in front of Emmit and pulled his pants down.

When I removed his underwear I got a shock.

Emmit was hard as a rock,
shaved smooth, pulsing, and big.

He was longer and thicker than his father was.

Excitedly and nervously I grabbed his cock.

I didn't stroke him or play with him.

I went straight to sucking him off.

Emmit didn't last three minutes before he grunted and blasted several large ropes of semen down my throat.
Which I swallowed ardently.

"I'm sorry mom. It's just, well." Emmit stammered.

"It okay," I said a little pissed he came so quickly.

"Go clean up," I told my son.

"That is not going to work. Mrs. Robinson isn't gonna pay for a three-minute head job." I thought to myself.

I gave Emmit an hour before I went to his room.

"Honey, we need to talk." I smiled at Emmit.

I explained to him that we were going to have to practice before Sunday.

He was going to have to last more than three minutes.

"What are you saying, mom?" Emmit asked confused.

"Well, honey. Mrs. Robinson wants a show." I smiled.

Still not catching my drift. I was blunt with Emmit.

"Look, I'm gonna have to suck you off a lot more between now and Sunday to get you used to me sucking your dick.
Your gonna have to last longer than three minutes." I told Emmit.

"Okay." Emmit smiled at me with an odd look.

"Take your pants off." I smiled.

"Already?" Emmit asked in shock.

"Already." I smiled.

By the time Friday morning rolled around my jaw ached and poor Emmit couldnt get hard if had to.

I had swallowed four huge loads of his yummy seed.

"Meet me for lunch in the park. On the back side of the lake." I texted Emmit the next morning thinking about his young cock.

"Jesus mom!" Emmit moaned as I milked his cock in the front seat of his truck.

"Your getting better." I smiled when I sat up wiping my lips.

That evening when Emmit got home, I didn't wait for him to shower.

I pulled him to me.
Kissed him and went to my knees right there in the kitchen as Emmit leaned against the stove.

Just as Emmit came this time I pushed my mouth down on his big dick and used my throat to milk him.

"Fuckkkkkk!" Emmit moaned as his cock pulsed in my throat feeding me his lovely nectar.

"Go shower. Dinner will be ready by the time you get out. I've already laid your clothes out." I smiled at my son.

A sleeveless tee and a pair of basketball shorts and no underwear.

I couldnt help but to flirt with Emmit during dinner.

Having his cock in my mouth so much the last twenty-four hours made me look at him in a different light.

"Want to watch a movie?" I asked Emmit after dinner.

"A love story?" He smiled at me.

"fifty shades." I grinned at Emmit.

Laughing Emmit went to the living room and put on our movie.

When I came in Emmit was on his side of the couch, reclined back.

Climbing up on the couch I leaned over and put my head on his lap.

I felt his dick get hard.

Gently I started rubbing him through his shorts.

Oh, I wanted his dick in my mouth.
But, I was gonna enjoy myself also.

After about five minutes of massaging his big prick, I worked his shorts down.

Fir the next thirty minutes I slowly and methodically sucked his cock keeping him right on the edge.

Finally, I rolled to my belly and pulled him up on the couch where I was between his legs.

Looking up at Emmit I slowly deep-throated him for my pleasure eating him to the point of desperate need.

Wrapping both my thin hands around his thick prick I looked him right in the eye as I throated him to orgasm.

Again.
I swallowed his entire prick and used my throat muscles to milk him dry as I stared him directly in the eye.

This time I didn't stop after Emmit came.

Hour the next hour I lazy sucked and licked my son's big cock enjoying his texture and flavor of him.
I also loved the aroma of his seed.

"Don't you sleep with me tonight," I told Emmit after our movie ended?

Emmit looked at me questioning.

"That way we can practice without me having to come to your room." I smiled.

Emmit did as I asked.

He got hard three times throughout the night and three times I swallowed his yummy nut.

"I'll give you one free show." I texted Jamie Saturday afternoon.

"On my way!!!!" Jamie texts back.

"lol. Be here around five." I sent it back.

The rest of the day I spent with Emmit and texting Jamie explaining everything.

I wanted to blow Emmit badly.

But, I also wanted him to have a big load stored up for Jamie.

That doesn't mean I didn't tease him all day long.

"Mom? What is Jamie doing here?" Emmit asked nervously.

"Well, honey. She is going to watch me suck your dick and if you're a good boy. I'm going to let her blow you as well." I smiled at Emmit.

"What?" Emmit crooked.

"Well, tomorrow I'll blow you in front of Mrs. Robinson. We need to see how your gonna do in front of a crowd." I smiled devilishly wishing I had his dick in my mouth.

Setting Emmit in our wingback chair I got in front of him on my knees as Jamie watched.

"Jesus! He is big!" Jamie almost moaned when I pulled Emmit's dick out.

I didn't say anything to her.

I just smiled proudly and started stroking Emmit.

"Fuckkkkk!" I heard Jamie moan as she watched us.

Looking up Jamie was lost in lust and had moved right next to us.

"Suck him!" Jamie said softly as she placed her hand on the back of my head. "Worship that fucking cock!" Jamie moaned as ahe gently pushes my mouth down on Emmit's cock.

I know what it was doing to me with Jamie doing what she was doing and being so involved.

To my surprise, Emmit lasted as long as I wanted him to.

Jamie was pushing my head down on Emmit's cock and I swallowed hard using my throat muscles to milk when he finally came.

Just as I had hoped.
He had a very large load of nut honey for me.

"Jesus Christ! That is fucking good!" I smiled wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and breathing hard, so fucking turned if Emmit would have made any sudden move I would have fucked him.

"I want some of that!" Jamie moaned pushing me out of the way and wrapping her lips around Emmit's semi-erect cock.

Fir the next thirty minutes Jamie cleaned up my mess like a starving dog as I watches in detest.

I was jealous and mad.

I couldn't believe Emmit just set there and let my best friend blow him in front of me.

"Did you enjoy Jamie sucking your dick?" I asked Emmit with a nasty tome after Jamie had gone home.

"Mom. That was your idea. You could have told her no." Emmit said confused.

"So could you!" I snapped.

"I'm going to bed." Emmit finally said.

"You better be in my fucking bed when I get there." I spat at Emmit.

I was pissed.
But, that didn't mean I wasn't going to suck him off.

I was a bit nervous Sunday as I cooked dinner for Mrs. Robinson.

When Emmit showed up.
Mrs. Robinson took us to her room and put us in her bed.

A very nice and very expensive cherry poster bed.

"Let's see how a mother sucks her sons dick!" Mrs. Robinson smiled.

Forty-five minutes later Emmit grunted hard as he held the back of my head and emptied his big balls into my throat which I greedily swallowed down.

"Thank you for the show." Mrs. Robinson smiled as she handed me my money.
"I'll be excepting next Sunday." She grinned. "And there is a little extra in there. That show was well worth it."

"Emmit. She gave us five hundred." I smiled as we drive home.

For the next three weeks, we gave Mrs. Robinson a show.

As we left in the third week.
Mrs. Robinson caught me.

"Emma, have you thought about an anal show. My girlfriend and I would like to watch it. It'll pay a thousand dollars for an hour." Mrs. Robinson
grinned.

"Emmit. I have something new we need to practice." I told Emmit as I lay on the couch sucking him off that evening.