The one delivery that I have had trouble dealing with in my whole career was the one and only time I didn’t know the name of the client before arriving. All the information Becky had was that it was a middle-aged woman that worked the same place my mom did, and that it was a gift from the other girls in the office.
I walked into the hotel room that I had been given a key to, my trademark pint of ice cream in hand. My jaw dropped when I recognized the form of the woman, who was facing away from the door.
“You’re late. You were supposed to be here at…..Oh my god! Ted? You’re the You Scream Man?” my mom asked.
“Hi mom, yeah, that’s me.” I said.
“The girls didn’t tell me it was you.” Mom said.
“Yeah, and nobody told me that you were the client.” I said. “Apparently nobody knows we’re related.”
“So this is how you’ve been getting all that money?” she asked.
“Yeah. Are you mad?” I asked.
“I’m mad that you lied to us about how you were getting the money.” She said. “You’re apparently pretty good at your job to get $500 a pop.”
“It’s not whether I’m good or bad, it’s what I’ve got to work with that keeps me in demand enough to get $500 per visit.” I said.
“So you’ve got a big one then? That’s good, your dad is not so lucky.” She said. “How long is it?”
“It’s a little over eight inches, but it’s not so much the length that the women like, it’s my unique shape.” I said.
“Unique shape?” She asked.
“Yeah, it’s bigger around at the head than at the base.” I said. “I got the name You Scream Man because my cock looks like an ice cream cone, and it has made every woman who’s tried it scream until she lost her voice.”
“Really? That sounds interesting, can I see it?” She asked.
“Mom? You want to see my cock?” I asked.
“Yes, I’m your mom, and I had no idea you were deformed, please just let me see it.” She said.
“Okay, but this is kind of weird.” I said.
I put down the ice cream I had been holding, stood up, and quickly dropped my pants.
“It doesn’t look deformed to me.” Mom said.
“I don’t have an erection.” I said.
“Oh, then let’s get you one.” Mom said.
To my complete astonishment my own mother took my limp dick in her hands and began squeezing it and rubbing it and as it grew firmer she began stroking it. In no time my cock was harder than it had ever been.
Unsure of what to do I stood perfectly still as she gazed upon my cock from all sides. She continually stroked it with her right hand while her left hand kneaded my balls.
“Your balls are bigger than normal too, I bet you can shoot a huge load when you cum.” She said.
“Yes, and if you aren’t careful that huge load will be shot all over your dress.” I said.
“Oh, good point.” She said. Instead of stopping she continued stroking with her right hand while reaching behind herself to unzip the dress with her left hand. She pulled the dress down so her left arm was free and she quickly switched hands so that she was stroking with the left hand as she used her right hand to work the dress the rest of the way off.
So now there I was in a hotel room, my pants around my ankles while my mom, wearing only her bra and panties stroked my cock seemingly daring me to cum all over her.
“Tell me when you’re close to cumming.” She said.
Her right hand was stroking my cock with an expertise I didn’t expect as her left hand squeezed my balls.
“I’m gonna cum.” I groaned.
She reached up and released the clasp on her bra and shucked it to the side. “Cum on my tits.” She said.
Unable to hold off any longer my cock erupted belching forth a near continuous rope of cum for what seemed like forever. My mom was sticking her tongue out and down into my stream of cum. She was smiling and laughing as I continued shooting cum all over her tits, neck, and face. When I finally stopped she was looking up at me with a grin on her face; her tits were covered in cum.
“Wow, that was incredible Ted. I’ve never seen so much cum from one cock.” Mom said, as she massaged my cum into her tits. “So when do you think you’ll be ready to put that thing in my pussy?”
“Mom, you want me to have sex with you?” I asked.
“Oh Ted, it’s no big deal, I can’t get pregnant, I had a hysterectomy remember? Besides, you’ve already cum all over my tits and some got in my mouth, we might as well really get our money’s worth. Besides I’m curious to find out how this thing feels in my pussy.” She said.
“Well, I’m ready to go now, but you should pee first.” I said.
“Why?” She asked.
“Because I don’t want my own mom to pee on me when my cock causes her to lose control of her bladder.” I said.
“This thing is that good?” Mom asked.
“Let’s just say that I’ve been pissed on by a few women.” I said.
My mom stood up, hooked her thumbs in her panties and pulled them down. For the first time I saw my mom completely naked. My god she was beautiful. She hopped in the shower to wash the excess semen from her chest. She smiled at me as I watched her pee. When she was clean and had finished peeing she walked back out to the bed and lay down.
“Okay honey, show me what it is that you do to these ladies that got you the name the You Scream Man.” Mom said.
More nervous than I’d been at any time since the night I first fucked Becky I positioned myself so that my the head of my cock was pressing against my mom’s spread pussy. As I pushed in she groaned and her eyes rolled back in her head. I pushed in until my balls were pressed against her ass and our pubic hair was matted together.
“MY GOD THAT FEELS INCREDIBLE!” mom yelled. “Fuck me baby, fuck your mom like you fuck all of those other women.”
I started pulling my cock out, and like always her pussy sucked me back in. By the third stroke mom was having a screaming orgasm. She didn’t stop screaming for five hours. She kept begging me for more, she even told me to keep going even if she lost consciousness.
When I was finally done I pulled my cock out of her with a messy pop as it acted like a pump drawing a good deal of the cum I’d put deep inside her out onto the sheets between her legs.
My mom was not much more than a puddle by now herself and I kissed her goodbye and left her in a post-orgasmic daze.
Since then I have made sure that I know every client’s name before I arrive. My mom and I have never spoken about that night, and if we ever do I don’t know what I’ll say to her.
I don’t think about it that often, I try to concentrate on what has become a very lucrative business for me. I have a big house, two expensive cars, and a list of clients that can’t get enough of my special cock.
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