Morning Wood: A Mother-Son Story of Size, Power, and Playful Insults

I woke up to the sound of my mother's alarm clock ringing in the next room. I stretched and yawned, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I sat up in bed. That's when I noticed a movement out of the corner of my eye.

I turned to see my mother, dressed in a silky robe, kneeling by the side of my bed. She looked up at me with a mischievous grin and raised an eyebrow. I was shocked to see her hand wrapped around my throbbing cock.

"Good morning, sweetheart," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I couldn't resist your...morning wood."

I was stunned into silence, but my body betrayed me as I grew harder in my mother's hand. She leaned forward and took the tip of my cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it.

"Mom, what are you doing?" I finally managed to say.

She looked up at me, her lips still wrapped around my cock. "What does it look like I'm doing?" she asked, her voice dripping with amusement.

I couldn't help but laugh at my mother's playful insolence. She continued to suck and stroke my cock, her enthusiasm growing as she felt it twitch and throb in her mouth.

"You always did have a big one," she said, her voice muffled by the cock in her mouth.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at my mother's compliment. I reached down and ran my fingers through her hair as she worked her magic on me.

"You're going to make me cum, mom," I warned her.

She pulled her mouth off my cock and looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "That's the idea, sweetheart," she said, before taking me back into her mouth.

I couldn't hold back any longer and I exploded in my mother's mouth, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm. She swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving my face.

"Happy birthday, sweetheart," she said, as she climbed off the bed and walked out of the room.

I lay there, my body still trembling, as I tried to process what had just happened. My mother had just given me the best birthday present I could have ever asked for. I couldn't wait to see what else she had in store for me.