Alex and I settled into a new normal in the coming weeks and months. He would be symptom-free for a while and then hit with another migraine. One pill later and he would fall asleep peacefully as I sucked his sweet cock and eventually swallowed his cum while masturbating with an ever-increasing array of sex toys. If I had the need for energy and eroticism, I could help both of us cum a second time.
A mother’s job is never done, right? From time to time, he seemed to have no idea what happened between us. I was always careful to clean up and leave no traces of our activities.
I noticed that the duration between migraines seemed to get a little longer on average. I liked that about Alex. All aspects of his life seemed to improve, including school, football, a new girlfriend, and his general attitude. I loved the man he was becoming even more than the boy we were.
The downside, of course, was that we walked more between our special sessions. I would become greedy for my son’s penis and cum. It’s terrible, but… sometimes I really wished he had a migraine. Good mothers don’t do that! But it would inevitably happen and I would be there to help my boy feel better. Knowing it could be four weeks until the next one made me want to slow down, take my time, and really appreciate our opportunities.
Clone of my cock’s son
During the break, I kept myself sexually occupied as best I could. I bought two vibrators that matched Alex’s shape, length, and width almost exactly. During the migraine-free weeks, I would practice my blow-job technique with one copy of Alex while making out with the other. I loved the fantasy of Alex’s cock in her mouth and pussy. But I never thought it would be more than that.
Finally, after three weeks and three days, he came into my bedroom asking for help. My brain was sad for him, but my pussy was happy. He had just showered and was basically ready for bed so I suggested he sleep in my bed for the night. He didn’t care at that point and after the pill and some water it came out.
After waiting weeks for this night, I spent some extra time showering, shaving my pussy, and making my body soft and sexy. I walked into the dark bedroom completely empty, trusting that Alex wasn’t waking up. I carefully removed the blanket and shorts, then repositioned him in the center of the bed. As usual, his handsome cock stands like a pillar ready to attract my attention.
I opened her legs wide and stretched between them, giving the object of my desire a kiss. I tongue-bathed his entire pubic region, savoring his smell and taste. I lifted his legs and licked his perineum, sweeping my tongue up to the base of his scrotum. Then I began to slowly suck his cock, using all the techniques I had practiced. I loved moving it all over my mouth, cheeks, and the back of my neck. Its length was perfectly comfortable in my mouth. I prided myself on taking it all in. I knew every bump, crevice, and vein in his nether region.
I grabbed an Alex-shaped vibrator and played with the cut while licking and sucking the real thing. After a minute, I slowly began to pump him in, imagining that my son’s imaginary twin was behind me. As the vibrator reached the bottom, I threw his cock. Deep moans emitted from my throat, my body relishing the idea of my sons using me for their pleasure. My back arched as I came.
I put the vibrator aside and looked at my son with joy. One position I was eager to try was sucking his cock from a 69 position with my legs on top of his head. I thought the natural curve of his cock would allow me to take even more of him down my throat, and the sight of our bodies together turned me on.
I repositioned and slowly moved my legs to ride him. Once I sat down I looked down between our bodies and was instantly turned on as my pussy was mere inches from his face. If only he could lick my pussy in his sleep. I turned my attention back to his cock and inhaled it all the way to the base. The position was better than I imagined. Alex’s cock slid along the length and curve of my tongue, and sliding my body against his gave me even more stimulation.
We had a feeling that we would be playing together in this position for a long time to come. I rocked my body back and forth, taking Alex’s cock from the tip of his lips to the bottom of his throat in one swift motion. I enjoyed feeling my bare nipples sweeping across his skin. I spent minutes with his cock in my throat, using my tongue and lips to stimulate his base and balls.
At one point I realized that something was rubbing against my slit. I looked down to see Alex’s nose lightly touching my clit. I didn’t want this to happen, but now I wanted to explore it more. I slowly moved my bottom, trailing my wet lips over his nose and cheeks. The fact that he was touching my pussy drove me crazy. Just as light, I lowered my hips until my pussy touched his lips, forming a forbidden incestuous kiss that made me scream. I returned to his cock with renewed vigor, intent on making my son cum as his face stimulated my overheated pussy.
I pressed my pussy entrance to his chin, then raised it so it pressed against my clit. It wasn’t a tongue, but it did the job very well. I continue to suck his cock deep as I push my pussy against his chin and mouth. The penis began to swell in my mouth and within moments he came, his body pushing up. I wrapped my arms around his legs, grabbing his ass cheeks and helping him force his cock further into me. I lovingly swallowed his load while grinding my pussy firmly against his face as I came with him. It was the kinkiest thing I’ve ever done.
After carefully peeling it off, I grabbed a warm towel from the bathroom. I knelt over his torso, wiping his cheek and neck. I moved my face closer to his, looking at my smeared secretions and listening to his breathing. I leaned closer and kissed his lips, feeling and tasting myself on him. I liked. I climbed up his body again, this time face to face. I continued to kiss and lick her lips, using my tongue to clean her face. This boy was the most important person in my life, I loved him deeply and he had become the central object of my desire. I wanted it all inside me.
I went down a little and my pussy bumped against his rejuvenated cock. A wild shiver ran through my body. I continued to kiss and lick his face and neck as I rolled my hips, moving my pussy and clit against his hard cock.
I was so conflicted. On the one hand, it seemed wrong for a mother to have sex with her son. Everything else could be explained, but damn it was a line not to be crossed. On the other hand, I was taking care of my son, wasn’t I? It would be an act of love, just like all the others had been. I thought about his virginity and if it was mine to take. I thought a man’s virginity was just a state of mind, not a physical change like a woman’s. As far as Alex would know, she would still be a virgin and no one would say otherwise.
By this point, Alex’s cock was covered in my pussy juice and his own pre-cum. His slippery cock slid over my inner labia over and over, teasing my pussy. I desperately wanted him inside, but I couldn’t bring myself to take his cock and put it inside me. I guess you could say that Alex made the decision for us, because for some reason, either an involuntary stretch or as a result of my stimulation, he lifted his pelvis, causing the head of his cock to split my pussy lips and to enter me
After years of using lifeless synthetic toys, the feeling of a warm live cock—the penis of the person I loved the most—invading my pussy was indescribable. I engaged the muscles of my legs and back, pushing myself against him and burying his son’s cock deeper into me. My soft wetness removed all resistance. My body instinctively oscillated, lowering itself onto my son’s procreation tool. Finally, I gave my ass and pressed my pelvis against his. I arched my back, pushing my breasts just inches from his face, and craned my neck back. I stayed in this tight position for a few moments, enjoying the feel of his body between my legs and his cock deep inside me.
I then reversed my back arch and rose slightly before pumping my pussy back down. My ass made a soft slapping noise against his thighs. I repeated this movement over and over, feeling his cock rub against my entire vaginal canal before feeling his head kiss my cervix. He was the perfect size for me.
I leaned forward again, kissing and licking my son’s lovely lips and face as I pumped his cock with my pussy. Then I arched my back once more and brought my C-cup breasts forward, rubbing them against his face, pushing my hard nipples against my mouth, cheeks, and closed eyes. I fed him for two years with these breasts, and now they are back on his lips years later for another reason.
I sat upright on my son’s cock, using my strong leg muscles to jump on top of him. My pace quickened. The gentle smacking of our flesh became more pronounced. I could feel his cock swelling inside me and an erotic grin covered my face. The sensual nature, incestuous of what I was doing to drag my unconscious and medicine-improved son collapsed over me at once.
I fell forward over my son’s body, pressing my breasts into his chest, bucking my ass to carry us both over the cliff. And then he pushed his pelvis firmly against mine and entered me for the first time. I saw nothing but stars as my pelvic muscles flexed, gripping his cock tightly. I felt him straining against me, repeatedly pushing his semen into me, painting my cervix with his cum. The dopamine release I felt was unparalleled.
We both took deep breaths. My whole body was wet. My pussy hurt for the first time in a long time. I chuckled quietly at how amazing it all was.
I slowly got off of him, turning to look down at his cock. His cock and balls glistened with our juices. I leaned forward, taking his head back into my mouth, tasting our cum elixir. I continued on, wanting to clean my boy’s cock after his first encounter with a woman. My urge was to take him in completely. I moved back into a 69 position, straddling my son’s head. I enveloped it in my mouth.
After a moment, I moved forward and licked his sack clean, my eyes feasting on my son’s tight ass, then I returned to his cock. I imagined my swollen, well-fucked pussy—the place it came from years ago—on top of his face, dripping with his seed. In a selfish, perverted act, I slowly lowered my pussy to his face, brushing my wet inner labia against his lips, covering him with our secretions, and hoping he would taste what I was tasting. I ground my pussy all over his face, smearing love sauce on his forehead, cheeks, and mouth. I finished by rubbing my pussy and clit against his chin as I choked on Alex’s cock. I came hard.
I pulled my mouth away from his cock and rested my head on his leg, breathing deeply, my pussy hovering over Alex’s face. I carefully got off the bed and grabbed three warm towels – two for him, one for me. I gently wiped and cleaned Alex’s face and feet, trying my best to get our mess off his skin. His expression was relaxed, his breathing still deep. I kissed him fully on the lips, lingering for a few moments. “Thanks, baby,” I said softly.
I readjusted his clothes and position him in my bed, then covered him with the blanket. Everything seemed right. Even his tent pole was exactly where it should be. After a long, hot shower, I slipped into some silk pajama shorts and a matching camisole, then joined Alex in my bed. I rolled him towards me, propping his body into a big spoon position, and leaned against him.
After playing so many times, I was longing for a snuggle. I pressed his cock hard up with my ass and nestled it between my cheeks. I couldn’t help but stroke him a few times. I reached for his hand and placed it on my breast, using my own hand to help him massage my breast and pinch my nipple. I loved being close to him, and the thought of him finding himself in this position was exciting. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but memories of what I had done tonight flashed through my mind. I was already looking forward to the next time.
