sick but sweet

“Come here, honey. Give mommy a hug.”

Paul felt his cheeks blush as she spoke. It was a little embarrassing for him to be so close and familiar with her, even if she was his mother, and they were in private. But he was willing to indulge her, and stood up to reciprocate the embrace.

The second Paul’s body met with his mom’s, he realized that he’d grossly underestimated just how turned on and horny he was. His erection poked right up against his mom’s stomach, and the feeling of her big, soft boobs against his chest only sent more blood rushing down to his lower half.

“I want us to spend as much time together this weekend as we can,” whispered Laurie. “You’ve been so busy lately, sometimes I think that you don’t have time for me anymore.”

“Oh, of course I do, mom.” Paul pulled her tightly against him, and without really meaning to, began to grind his hard cock into her stomach. His mom’s body was so warm and soft, and it felt so good against him. He could smell her perfume, the same one she always had on, so seductive and sweet.

“You’ve gotten so big and strong, Paul,” whispered Laurie. “You’re a man now, all grown up.”

“You’re still my mom,” said Paul. “You’ll always be my mom.”

He rubbed up against her more brazenly, making no attempt to hide the fact that he was essentially dry humping her. His mom’s gown had slid up her body slightly, and his cock was right on the verge of poking out through his boxers and pushing into dangerous, uncharted territory.

Laurie took his cheek into her hand, and turned Paul’s face until they were looking into each other’s eyes. She leaned in and kissed him again like she had the night before, directly on the lips. Paul responded with passion, pushing his tongue into her mouth and thrusting his hard cock against her. It felt like they in the midst of something dangerous, with the thin layer of clothes in between them serving as the only thing keeping them from taking it further.

Ready for your birthday present, Son?