Yes, Julia thought to herself while absentmindedly picking the groceries, it had been a good day so far.
Trying desperately to concentrate on her shopping list, she couldn’t help but giggle like a schoolgirl as she glanced at the woman near her, who was holding a big cucumber in her hands and furrowing her brow as if uncertain about what to do with it. Julia had to turn away and move quickly down the produce aisle before she burst out laughing, feeling like a silly girl for reacting at the phallic shape of the cucumber, whose girth and length reminded her unavoidably of her well-hung son.
Passing by the dairy products, glancing at the row of milk bottles aligned before her, Julia sighed and then giggled once again. She couldn’t help but purr and bite her full lower lip as she teased herself with the thought of the tummy-full of cum sloshing inside her stomach. Recalling the naughtiness she had let herself act out earlier that morning with her beloved son, Julia felt flushed yet lasciviously proud both of her own cocksucking skills and of Mike’s energetic virility. She knew it was unrealistic, but it seemed as if he had pumped a gallon of his delicious creamy semen inside her. ‘It certainly feels like a gallon!’ Julia thought, exhaling in silent joy.
She never thought she’d find herself in that situation, but she couldn’t deny how good and liberating it felt to let herself go with her son. It wasn’t just about sex either, which was great even though for the time being it was only oral. It was all about their bond. Julia deeply loved Lyla and Lori, her twin daughters, currently away at college, but, if she had to be completely honest with herself, Mike had always been her favorite. He was her boy, her youngest child, and as such he had a special place in her heart. And now, having moved past her initial reluctance, Julia realized that being physically affectionate with him felt surprisingly right and good and nurturing, for the both of them.
Encouraging Mike to snap out of his post-breakup depression through sexual incentives had seemed extreme and unorthodox at first, but it had led to an intimacy between Julia and her son that she hadn’t experienced in years, not since her husband’s death. In many ways, what she had with Mike went even deeper. It didn’t matter that sex with her boy had started out as a reward for his renewed dedication to his studies. Both mother and son knew that something more was involved, and they cherished the unprecedented emotional closeness linking the two of them lately.
Standing in line at the checkout counter, Julia found herself looking around, her eyes lingering on the young man at the cash register and on the middle-aged woman at the front of the line. Musingly, Julia wondered about the young man’s mother and she wondered if the woman had a son, or sons. The question came unbidden to Julia: were there other mothers out there having sex with their sons? Was what she was experiencing unique to her and her boy, or was it way more common than she may have thought before?
After all, Julia reasoned, who would imagine that she herself still had her son’s taste in her mouth and his sweet, potent sperm in her tummy as she waited in line? By the same logic, who could say that some other MILF wasn’t in the same situation as herself right at that moment?
The cashier’s voice broke Julia’s reverie. She smiled at the young man as he started scanning her groceries, all the while thinking that, regardless of what everyone else did or didn’t do, she was more than happy to keep exploring her physical relationship with her son. Mike was feeling better than he had in ages for it, and, quite frankly so was she.
There was a proud sway in her hips and her round jeans-clad bubble-butt wiggled enticingly in time with her sumptuous breasts jiggling under her crop top as Julia made her way through the parking lot toward her car. The thought struck her that that very morning Mike would know the grade of the English paper he had been working on so hard just a couple of days earlier.
Julia snickered to herself as she recalled how she had knelt between her son’s legs under his desk for the better part of that afternoon, sucking his big strong cock and nursing on his purple glans uninterruptedly while he tapped away on the keyboard and moaned, caught in a loop of getting hard, getting blown and cumming in his mother’s mouth over and over again, until his homework was done. Then, after he and Julia had read through the paper one last time, Mike had sat her down on his bed and licked her leaking pussy to a series of toe-curling climaxes that left Julia shaking with pleasurable aftershocks for long minutes while he feasted ravenously on her sweet juices.
As she drove home, pressing her matronly thighs together to give her needy pussy some modicum of attention, Julia couldn’t help but shiver with trepidation at the thought that maybe, later in the afternoon, Mike would finally bring home an A. The idea that she might soon be letting her son fuck her in the ass, giving him his due reward for getting an A as they had agreed, sent a series of pre-orgasmic ripples through Julia’s voluptuous frame.
A momentary doubt ruined her glowing buzz of anticipation as Julia wondered if her persistent cocksucking might have influenced Mike’s paper in a negative way, distracting him too much from the task at hand while he wrote. ‘It didn’t look that way,’ she thought with a grin, ‘but who knows…’
As she parked in the driveway, Julia had no idea how much better her day was about to get.
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