My Son's Migraines (Ch 4)

This story is a work of fantasy. None of it is true. Don’t use it for inspiration. Don’t hurt people you love.

[Read Chapters 1, 2 & 3 before proceeding]

Chapter 1: sexstories.com/story/104332/ (4100 words)

Chapter 2: sexstories.com/story/104363/ (1650 words)

Chapter 3: sexstories.com/story/104365/ (2300 words)

Chapter 4 is 3500 words

I slept in the next morning, the norm for Sundays. I felt renewed somehow, my being rejuvenated and fresh. Visions of the night before starting playing back in my mind. I bit my lower lips and smiled. The achy feeling in my vagina reminded me of how far I had pushed things. The vulgarity of what I had done to my son shocked me, but I felt no regret, only the thrill of forbidden pleasure. I was expressing my love for him in a few way, and I knew I was being a good mother by taking care of his needs as well.

I reached across the bed to feel for Alex but it was empty. I stretched my body and got up, looking forward to fresh coffee. I brushed my hair and washed my face, then walked to the kitchen in my silky pajamas, my tits swinging loosely. Alex was standing at the sink washing a cereal bowl. He was still shirtless, his lean physique and smooth skin highlighted by the morning sun. I moved behind him and pushed my body against his, my arms embracing his torso with my hands on his chest and abdomen. My nipples hardened as they rubbed against his back. “Good morning, sweet boy. How are you this morning?”

“Uhh, okay, I guess,” he said. “I think I slept well, but it was too warm in the house. I may have been sweating or something – my pillow and shorts just seemed a little moist when I woke up.” I stayed silent, wondering what else he noticed. “I know I had some weird dreams again…but…I can’t remember anything…specific. And my neck is a little sore. Your pillows are too big for me. Otherwise, I’m okay I think. Thanks for taking care of me last night. I could barely open my eyes and my head was throbbing bad.”

“You’re welcome, baby. It’s my job to take care of you. I’m glad you’re feeling better. We can move your pillow to my bed next time so you’re more comfortable. I like you staying in my bed so I can make sure you’re okay.”

I rubbed his body, tightening my embrace. His cute butt pushed against my pubic mound and my breasts flattened against his upper back. He put his hand on my upper arm and squeezed in return. I kissed his neck and released him. I watched him walk away. As he turned the corner it seemed the crotch of his shorts was raised. I smiled and started the coffee. I was a lucky mom.

The next two weeks were a blur. The business was at the end of the fiscal year, so there was a lot of finance and accounting reports that had to be generated for the upcoming board meeting. I was coming home late most nights. Alex was pretty self-sufficient at school and home. He was fairly mature for someone that looked so young. He could get himself off to school and make his own meals if needed. I was proud of him. But my time away made me feel disconnected from him, which I hated. I would need to make up for it somehow.

Despite my busy schedule, my body continued to ramp up its sexual need. I was feeling the urge to masturbate morning, noon, and night. I kept a high-end vibrating dildo and lube at work. During my lunch hour at work I’d lock my office door, turn off the lights, lay on my office couch and fuck myself to orgasm pretending it was Alex between my legs. I told my teammates I was taking one of those trendy 20-minute power naps, and they commented how rosy and chipper I was in the afternoon.

At home I installed a new shower wand specially designed for women. It had two sprayers that could be independently adjusted in spray type and pressure. Never had my clit, pussy, and ass been so sparkly clean. After Alex went to bed I would lay naked on the bed and stimulate my erogenous bits. My pussy and clit were the main attractions, but I started including my virgin asshole in the mix. At first, I experimented with rubbing my sphincter with a lubed finger. Then I stepped up to a small butt plug, which amplified the feeling of my Alex-shaped dildo sawing into my pussy. The thin wall separating my anal and vaginal canals was so sensitive, and the combined stimulus gave me orgasms that put me on the edge of blacking out. I was longing to try it during my next session with Alex.

The opportunity presented itself the following Sunday night. I’d finished all the fiscal year closeout work on Friday and I wanted to celebrate with my special guy. We went out for a gourmet pizza dinner and then walked along the trendy shop district, window shopping and eating a gelato along the way. I hooked my arm inside Alex’s, our bodies moving along together. I loved the feeling of closeness with him.

We returned to the house and decided to watch a movie. His photosensitivity required that we keep the lights up and the screen brightness low. What we didn’t know is that the movie had a scene with a bright strobe light. Alex’s immediate reaction was pain. He turned away from the screen, his hand over his eyes. “Ahhh, Mom, turn it off,” he moaned. I clicked the remote and lowered the room lighting before returning to him, rubbing his back and shoulders.

“Are you okay, baby?” I asked worriedly. I hated seeing him in pain.

“I don’t know,” he groaned. “The front of my head feels like it’s pulsing. I think I should just take a pill and go to bed. I’m so sorry, Mom,” he whimpered. “I wish this didn’t happen so much.”

“We’ll get through it, baby. You can make it up to me later.” That was my pussy talking. “Let’s get you in the shower and into my bed. I’ll go get a pill and some water.”

Soon enough he was sleeping comfortably in a pair of loose boxer shorts. I had brought his pillow in from his room. I hated that he was suffering, but I knew that the medicine and my loving touch would have him feeling better by morning.

I waited a few more minutes, then checked his sedation by calling his name and rocking him. He was out. The meds worked so quickly, which was great for both of us. I wanted to watch my living sex toy –my son’s cock – take its erogenous form. I flipped off the blanket and carefully removed his boxers. His cock was only half inflated, but over the next 10 minutes the drug took effect and it slowly raised to full mast. I patiently rubbed my clit as it grew, my mouth and pussy both watering with anticipation.

I gave his cock head a kiss hello and covered him with the blanket. I went to the bathroom for my own shower, using my wand and fragrance free soap to clean and prime my ass and pussy. I shaved my pussy and ass crack completely bare, then I coated my entire body with a new scent-free lotion that made my skin luminent and supple. I finished by lubing my anus and sliding in a new vibrating butt plug that could be controlled by remote. I hadn’t used it before, and this seemed like the perfect time. I walked into the bedroom with my body electrified, my nipples hard, my cunt engorged and slick.

I lifted the blanket and peered down at my son. He was breathing deeply and slowly, fully under the effect of the sedative. The skin on his shaft and scrotum were tight, his phallus ready for me.

I removed all the pillows from the bed and placed two large towels in the middle, then shifted him body over them. I opened Alex’s legs and placed his arms above his head. His body was fully open to me. I switched on my butt plug and moved into a 69 position with my son. My pussy was blossomed and ready. I could make out beads of pussy juice along my inner labia. I looked between us as I lowered my cunt lips to his mouth for a sensuous, forbidden kiss. I leaned forward and pushed my clit onto his chin, covering him in my essence. I massaged myself on his face, sliding my gash over the bridge of his nose, the entrance to my pussy above his eyes. The feeling was mischievous and erotic.

I then turned my attention to his cock. I had missed it so much over the preceding weeks. I rubbed it across my face, inhaling its intoxicating scent. I could feel traces of pre-cum trailing along my skin. I brought the head of his cock to my lips and licked, tasting his nectar. I took him completely into my mouth, massaging the entirety of his shaft and head with my tongue. I used my upper lip to caress his ball sack, pulling more of his flesh into my mouth.

Using my mouth as a pussy, I fucked his cock into my face. I hooked my arms around his legs, grabbing and spreading his ass cheeks as I made his body lift and retract his cock into me. Within minutes he was swelling in advance of climax. I clicked the butt plug remote to the next setting. I pulled back slightly, focusing the attention of my lips and tongue on the rim of his head. My hand reached between his legs and massaged his perineum, then dipped lower and pushed against his crack and anus, using my saliva as lube. I ground my pussy against his mouth just as his pelvis pushed forward, his cock muscle launching a jet of semen onto my waiting tongue. My body was racked with ecstasy, the taste of his cum triggering my own blinding orgasm, my back and legs pressing my pussy against his face. I pulled away from his cock, allowing his jizz to land on my lips, cheek and forehead, running down my face. The feeling his of hot goo on my skin made me feel dirty, like a whore. My son’s whore. The depravity of it made my sphincter tighten against the buzzing butt plug. It took several deep breaths to come back to reality. I shifted my overheated body on his, the sweat and lotion lubricating our movement. The feeling was decadent.

As I recovered I played with his cum in mouth. It felt thicker, perhaps a sign of his maturing body. I swallowed his gift and lifted off of him, turning off the butt plug for the moment. His face was covered in my juices. I leaned down and kissed him fully, allowing the cum on my lips to touch his and enter his mouth. Our sex fluids mixed as I continued kissing him. Then I extended my tongue and traced the inside of his lips. I turned to the side and glided my face on his, spreading our secretion across our cheeks, mouths, and chins. We were coated in each other’s love. I cleaned his face with long laps of my tongue, finishing with another kiss on his soft lips.

I retrieved two warm washcloths to clean his face, then mine. I wanted his body to rest and cool for a moment. We had a long way to go still.

After a drink of cold water I returned to my unwitting mate, his mast still at full sail. I swung my leg over him and leaned forward, our faces nearly touching. I brought my breasts forward and pushed them into his face using my inner arms. I wondered if he would ever suckle them again, as he had as a toddler.

My pussy rested against his shaft. I could feel his cock pulsing with his heartbeat. After we fucked the first time, I no longer felt conflicted. I loved this new aspect of our relationship. It had come do define me.

I sat upright, took hold of his hard shaft and pointed the head at my cunt. I moved it along my gash, dipping into my entrance before circling my clit, over and over. I had fantasized about this moment for so many nights. Then I shifted his cock back and engulfed in it my pussy. As it slithered into me, I could feel it push against the bulbous end of the butt plug. The feeling of them squeezing the soft tissue between my rectum and pussy was exquisite, and the added tension made my vagina feel even tighter on his cock. I focused on that feeling as I pushed downward, rocking back and forth until I was sitting on his pelvis.

I raised and lowered myself using my legs, hearing the soft clap of our bodies. I did this over and over, my canal squeezing and massaging his shaft, encouraging his cock to achieve its evolutionary function. I could feel the head of my son’s cock kissing my cervix each time I bottomed out. I pictured how it would soon be dripping with his thickening seed, his sperm invading my womb in search of an egg. The idea of being pregnant with his child was becoming a fantasy of mine. I could picture him fucking me from behind as my large belly swung beneath me, my tits engorged and leaking breast milk.

Each time I raised my body his cock shifted the angle of the butt plug, stimulating my sensitive outer sphincter. I learned forward again and clicked it to the third setting. My entire pelvic region tightened. I kissed my son’s lips and I twerked my ass on him. I leaned close to him and quietly moaned into his ear, “I love your cock inside of me, baby. Please…give me your cum…please, baby.”

I don’t know if it was my words, the buzzing butt plug, or my tight pussy, but I could feel his cock growing in girth. I put my hands on his chest and pushed myself up, putting all of my weight on him. I continued oscillating my hips, faster and faster. I looked down at his face as we approached climax. His mouth was open, his brow furled, his breathing shallow. As orgasm overtook me my back arched, my face pointing to the ceiling. I slammed myself down as his hips lifted. We came together perfectly. His cock flexed hard inside of me, sending spray after spray of his virile semen against my cervix. My ears were ringing as my body spasmed in bliss. My pussy muscles clenched him, milking every drop of his offering. I could feel the hot fluid trickling down my vagina.

I collapsed on top of him, his hard cock popping free from my vice. Cum flowed out of my pussy and over his privates, into his hairless ass crack. We were both breathing hard from the instinctual movements of our bodies. I loved feeling the deep rise and fall of his breath, and his heart pounding in his chest. We both recovered in minutes. His face returned to peaceful resting, his breath deep.

I peeled my body from his, our sweat heavier now. I grabbed the washcloth and wiped my dripping pussy, then carefully remove the butt plug, cumming once more as the tip tickled my sphincter. I looked at the mess coating my son’s cock and balls, licking my lips. I laid between his legs and went to work cleaning him, alternating between my tongue and the washcloth. I loved the taste of us together. I pushed his spread legs upward and licked his ball sack. The skin was loose and pliable now. I licked along its perimeter and down to his perineum. I found my depravity to be bottomless as I pushed his legs toward his chest, exposing his anus to me. I licked his crack from bottom to top, spending extra time pushing and rubbing his rosebud with my tongue. I loved it. I finished by wiping his buttocks, crack, cock, and balls with a fresh washcloth. I thought I was done for the night.

As I stood over him once more I saw that his cock was still at attention. I couldn’t believe the recovery and longevity of youth, enhanced by the migraine medication, of course. The sight reignited me. I wanted everything his phallus could give me tonight. I had one idea to try before ending this love making session with my son.

I grabbed the washcloth and gave my pussy another wipe. Then I grabbed the lube and my vibrating bullet from the dresser and returned to my son. I applied a small amount to my fingers, then rubbed them around his cock head and the same for my anus. I straddled him cowgirl style and rested my ass on his pelvic mound. I balanced myself with one hand and held his cock with the other, lifting my ass to line him up with my anus. After a few false starts I felt his head willing my asshole open. I slowly pushed myself downward, trying to relax. The spongy tip of his head pressed through my sphincter. My son had taken my second virginity.

My mouth opened and I inhaled deeply in both pleasure and pain. I put both hands on the bed and slowly rotated my hips, applying even pressure as I took inch after inch of his cock into my rectum. My body was shaking uncontrollably from pain, pleasure, and adrenaline. As I bottomed out I reached and touched his shaft where it entered my body, tracing our flesh around the circumference of his cock. I pictured it in my mind and savored the feeling of fullness. I then touched my open pussy and clit, pushing and rubbing my sex as I began slowly fucking my son’s cock with my ass. My entire pubis was tingling, with the stimulus of my anus and clit amplifying each other.

I laid back on my son’s body, feeling his coolness against my hot skin. I maneuvered his hands to take hold of my tits, using my hands to help him kneed my tender flesh. I used my legs to move myself up and down his cock. I helped him pinch my nipples, sending jolts to my uterus and making my legs open further. I could feel my orgasm approaching.

I reached over and grabbed the bullet vibrator from the bed, turned it on and rubbed it on my clit. Immediately, I was sent into sexual overdrive. My pussy and asshole tightened, holding his cock tighter. I began engaging my core muscles to drive my body’s motion and stimulate my son’s cock inside of me. After a few moments I lowered the vibrator down and held it at the base of his phallus. I could feel the buzzing flowing through my sphincter and into my intestines. I wanted his cum is my ass. Dropping the vibrator I raised myself into reverse cowgirl and fucked him like my life depended on it. Sweat poured off of me as I gyrated my hips, stimulating every inch of his shaft. I could feel my asshole stretching as he became more engorged. I went to long full strokes of my hips as the moment approached. Pleasure rocked through me in waves. Finally, I felt his hips react as he pushed into me once, twice, and a third time, finally releasing blasts of cum into my bowels. I fell back onto his torso as orgasm took over my nervous system. My legs, back and core muscles pulsed, forcing myself harder onto my son’s cock. Eventually his desperate humping movement settled, and control of my body was returned to me.

I rolled off of him, his cock making a sucking noise as it left my anal cavity. I was breathing hard and fast, my pulse similar to after a long sprint. I was completely exhausted and covered in sweat. I allowed myself to recover fully before attempting to move. I just wanted to curl up and sleep. I pictured him in the morning waking up to that scene. But it wasn’t the right way for him to find out. Not yet.

I reluctantly got up, laid another towel over Alex as a temporary blanket, and went to the shower. I washed myself clean of the mess I had made, rinsing my asshole as cum slowly dripped from it. I dressed and readied for bed, then brought a small pile of washcloths and towels to clean my boy. By the end he was clean and dry. I slipped his boxers up his legs, kissing his balls, shaft, and head before covering them up and moving him back into place, his own pillow supporting his head. I finally reset all the pillows and blankets, making the bed look more like a place of rest than a brothel. I starting a load of laundry with all the extra linens, washing our sweat and cum down the drain.

I finally laid down to rest, taking the big spoon position behind Alex. I reached into his boxers and held his slightly softening cock as I drifted off to much-needed sleep.