Oh, Honey

"Oh honey, don't be ridiculous. There is nothing unusual about a teenage boy asking his mother about sex. It's just part of going through puberty; who would you like him to be asking? At least if he hears it from me, I know the information that he's getting is accurate."

"Yes, I told him that you and I still have sex. Well, why not? It's true, isn't it? And, after hearing about Barbara and Russell's problems it's something I feel like shouting from the rooftops from time to time..."

"Oh, you didn't know? Apparently Russell has that awkward combination of the wandering eye and the over-reliance on the little blue pill. Yes, I know you have the little blue pill as well, but it's not like we need it every night."

"No, I did not tell Glenn about your little blue pill. Why does this bother you so much?"

"Well I don't know why he didn't ask you. You know he and I have always had a strong connection. I think maybe it's because he's the middle of two girls. Having sisters has made him...-

"No, not feminine. We've just always had a special bond."

"Well sure, go right ahead. I imagine bringing it up out of the blue will cement you in his mind as a comfortable person to talk about sex with. What did he ask? Just the usual teenage boy stuff; girls, what they like, what they'll do..."

"Yes, I told him."

"No, I don't think it was weird. I think...what exactly did I tell him? Oh, honey - why are you so concerned about this?"

"Well, okay then. I told him that when a man loves a woman very much, he gets an erection. And that it feels good when the woman touches that erection. I told him that it feels good for the woman as well, particularly if they take it inside the hole between their legs, or in their mouth."

"Yes, I told him about oral sex. I don't think it's something to be ashamed of."

"I know, he's nineteen. I probably could have said vagina - I'm sure he knows the word. I just felt strange about it."

"No, I didn't think to mention safe sex. We sort of got distracted, and it never really came up."

"Well, after I mentioned that a woman can take the erection inside her mouth, he was really curious about that. He had a bunch more questions, and I wasn't sure how to answer, so I...well, I showed him."

"Oh, honey, it wasn't anything like that. Yes, I put it inside my mouth, but I was...he was just asking questions. I just wanted to explain how it all works. He was so curious, and so excited. He just...I mean, I had told him that it happened when a man and a woman loved each other, and after all, he's becoming a man."

"I don't know why you're getting so upset about this. I'm his mother, after all - do you want to be the one who shows our son how oral sex works? No, I didn't think so. He's a man, and I'm a woman, and we love each other, and so when he showed me his erection, it just...it just made sense that I'd show him how it works."

"Look, yes, if I'm being totally honest, I do think it was a little strange. I must have just gotten carried away. Anyway, it's over now - now that he's cum in my mouth a few times, I'm sure all his questions are answered, and it won't be...-"

"Yes, a few times. This was...a week ago now? Maybe two? It's all really started to blur together."

"Oh, honey, there's nothing to be worried about. This is our son - of course it doesn't count. Sometimes he gets excited, and if I'm not there to take care of him, what kind of a mother would I be? He's just a teenage boy, there's no reason to feel threatened."

"Well you sound like you feel threatened."

"Fine. If you don't want me to help our son out any more, I won't. If you're so insecure in our marriage that you can't handle my love for our son - our son, that we raised together, who we love more than life itself...if you can't deal with that, then fine. I'll tell him that from now on, he can't come running to me every time he has an erection. I'll tell him that I can't suck him off two or three times a day any more, and that this is something he has to take care of himself."

"No, I'm sorry - I shouldn't have snapped. Honestly, I think I'm just feeling a little strange about the whole situation, and so I got a bit defensive."

"Yes, I definitely agree that it's for the best. I'll tell him tomorrow."

"I love you too, honey. In the meantime...I can think of another man who loves a woman, and who might be getting just a little bit excited..."

"Oh, honey!"

###

"Oh, honey. Don't be like that. Listen, I tried to tell him, really I did. I told him that you were uncomfortable with it, and that we'd have to stop."

"Well, he looked so sad, and...yes, I know I shouldn't have, but he was so sad. I couldn't resist doing it one last time. He's my only son, and I do love him."

"Okay, yes, it was meant to be the last time. It's just...oh, honey, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable. It's just that it feels so...good."

"No, you feel good as well. Of course you do. It's just...well, he's young. He gets so excited, and he's so expressive. He's so vocal about how he feels."

"Of course you're expressive as well. It's just...I don't know, it's different somehow. You and I are getting on a bit, and there's just something nice about a young man like that expressing how much he likes your tits, your shaved pussy..."

"Oh, honey, it's not like that. He just...he has a way with words. He was telling me how sexy I looked with my hair down, my lips wrapped around my cock, and then he started talking about how much he wanted to see what I was wearing under my dress, and I could feel that the idea was getting him so hard..."

"Well no, of course I didn't have to. But you don't understand - he's my son! It's a natural motherly instinct, to want to make their children happy, and..."

"Yes, fine, I don't do anything like this with the girls. But I don't think it would make them happy."

"Maybe! Maybe I would. Maybe if the girls said 'Mom, your big tits are so sexy, we just want to suck on them," maybe I'd let them."

"Of course I let him. It's not like he's never done it before."

"You're being ridiculous."

"Darling, I can't talk to you when you're like this. Maybe if I let you suck on the girls for a bit, you'll be more willing to discuss this like adults..."

"Mmm, come here. Yes, that's right. Suck on Mommy's titties. Maybe it's time for Mommy to suck on your dick."

"Mmm. Mmm. Mmmmmmm."

"Oh, yes honey, cum on my face. Do it. Cum on...oh yessss. Mmm, god you taste good."

"I love you too."

"Yes, honey. You're right. I just keep getting carried away. I'll tell him in the morning."

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"Oh, thanks honey! I'm glad you like it. Yes, Glenn said he liked it when I wore dresses, so we went shopping on the weekend."

"Yes, I talked to him."

"It's not that simple. How about I get out of this dress, and..."

"Of course I'm not. I want to talk about it it as well."

"I mean...technically, no."

"Exactly what I said. Technically, I haven't sucked his cock since you said I couldn't."

"Well, I sat him down and explained that no matter how much we both enjoyed it, I couldn't suck his cock any more."

"Why?'

"Fine. My exact words were that as much as it...do you really need to know exactly what I said?"

"Okay, okay: I told him that as much as I loved being his little Mommy cock-sucker, big mean Daddy didn't like it."

"He looked so sad! And I wasn't going to tell him that I didn't want to suck his cock any more. You don't want me to lie to our son, do you?"

"And at the time, I meant it. But...oh, honey, I don't know. There's something about him...when he's there, and I'm there, and I'm naked..."

"Of course I didn't mention it. You didn't ask, and I knew it would make you mad."

"That's a fair point. I'll bring it up next time I'm talking to him. So I told him that as much as I loved being his little Mommy cock-sucker, big mean Daddy didn't like it. But...oh god, this is so embarrassing. Do you really want to know all the details?"

"I said that I'd always be his obedient little slut, and that sucking his cock was the best sexual experience of my life."

"Because it was true!"

"Oh, honey...don't look like that. You don't understand. It's just so..."

"Well, big."

"No, of course yours is big as well. But he's still a growing boy - that huge cock on that frame..."

"I'm sorry, I spaced out for a second there. What did you say?"

"Of course I love you. You know I love you. I always will. But...he's my son, hon. There's something about the bond between a mother and her son...it's special."

"Yes, I know it doesn't normally...but in this case, it does. Besides, I did what you told me to do - I told him that I wouldn't suck his cock, and I didn't."

"Do you really want to know?"

"...fine. I let him...you know."

"Oh, honey, you have no idea. How could I resist? He looked so sad, and his cock was so big..."

"No, I know that size isn't everything. But...how can I explain it?"

"I don't care if you don't want to hear it - you're the one who insisted I tell you everything. It's the feeling of your lips stretching as you try to get it down your throat, and realize you're only swallowing half. It's the way that every time it twitches or throbs, it's like it's doubled in size inside you. And oh, god, honey...when it entered my pussy. I was so wet, I was so wet. And it still took us a few minutes to get it halfway inside."

"No I didn't let him cum inside me. I knew you wouldn't like that."

"Well, remember when I said that technically I haven't sucked his cock..."

"When he was close to cumming, I pulled out and took his head in my mouth. I did what you asked: I didn't suck his cock."

"Well you never said anything about not swallowing his cum."

"Fine! No more sucking his cock, no more swallowing his cum."

"...oh, honey, no."

"I mean I can't promise that."

"Yes. I'm so sorry."

"I love you too, but I really can't promise that."

"Because...oh god, I can't even describe it. It's like if I told you that you could never eat again, or that you're not allowed to go outside."

"Yes. Yes, it really, really is."

"I'm sorry, my love. It's definitely going to happen again. And again, and again, and again..."

"Hmm? I totally spaced out again there."

"I see what you're saying, but it doesn't feel wrong. It feels so right. More right than anything I've ever done before..."

"Oh, honey...don't cry. I still love you. And I still want to suck your cock, and let you fuck me."

"Come here, honey. Let Mommy make it all better..."

"Sorry."

"Oh, honey, I love you too. Now come here - I want to suck your cock so hard, your toes are never going to uncurl."

***

"Oh, honey...do we really have to talk about it? You know it just makes you upset."

"Well, okay."

"No, don't bother - I know what you're going to ask. No, I haven't broken my promise - I haven't sucked his cock, and I haven't swallowed his cum. Yes, he's fucked me again, and yes...it was better than the best sex we've ever had."

"Well I'm sorry, but I really thought you were going to ask that."

"No, of course I'm not angry at you. I'm just...honey, you just don't understand, and it makes you so upset. I don't know why you keep bringing it up."

"I know it's illegal, but...honey, you and I smoked weed for almost two decades before it was legalized."

"How? How is it different?"

"Well, I don't think that this is hurting anyone."

"Except you, yes."

"No, it's not...oh, honey! It's not like that."

"Before I answer, do you really want to know?"

"Okay. Three or four times..."

"Let me finish. Three or four times a day."

"..."

"I really don't know why this is so upsetting to you."

"Yeah - I wasn't in the mood. But for Glenn...oh, honey. You just don't understand. For Glenn, I'm always in the mood. He makes me feel so wanted. He makes me feel so sexy. He makes me...god, he makes me feel like a woman."

"I didn't say that."

"It doesn't matter if I was thinking it, I didn't say it."

"No!"

"Honey, I'm not going to say it."

"Fine. He makes me feel like a woman in a way that you never have."

"Oh, honey...don't cry. I still love you, so much. But...he's my son. You and I agreed, we'd always put our children first."

"Not explicitly, no, but now that it's come up...it just makes so much sense. Besides, I thought you liked the changes..."

"Oh, yes, I did. And do you know what he said?"

"He said that the dresses were for you. He said that I always had to be naked around him, but that he knew how much you liked these summery dresses, and so they were for you. And that's not all that's for you..."

"Honey, stop crying and look."

"That's right. We went shopping again - he picked these out. He knew that you'd like them."

"What do you mean that ruins them? Honey, lingerie is lingerie - it shouldn't matter if it was picked out by me or if it was picked out by your son."

"Yes, I thought you'd like that."

"Oh, honey, of course! Glenn says that you can pick what I wear, every day from now on..."

"Well then don't think of it like that."

"I mean...pretend that Glenn didn't say it was okay. Pretend it's just something that I'm doing to bring you pleasure."

"Well of course I am, but that doesn't mean it can't be that as well."

"No, it can be both!"

"Oh, honey, you're getting cranky again. Here, why don't you see what else I've bought..."

"Yes, I thought you'd like that."

"Now why don't you lie back, and I'll give you a show?"

"Mmm, that would be nice."

"Oh, honey, just lie back. I'm going to take care of everything..."

***

"Oh, honey, why?"

"But I thought you liked all the pieces he'd chosen out?"

"Of course it matters. Do you like my new outfits or not?"

"I already told you, they're just for you."

"Well of course I can be naked around you if you like. I just thought you'd enjoy the...variety."

"Oh, honey, I wish you'd let go of this. It doesn't matter whether Glenn goes shopping with me or not. All that matter is that you like what we buy."

"Well then there we go."

"No, that is the end of it."

"Yes, okay, I wear clothes when we go out shopping."

"No...haven't you noticed? I got rid of all my old clothes. Now everything I own is...fun."

"No, not really. I think it's fun!"

"So what? If no one else we knew worked in engineering, would you quit your engineering job?"

"Oh, honey, I really think you're overthinking this. I told you, we have a special relationship. Besides, it's not like you're not getting anything out of it..."

"Not only because he tells me to. You know how much I've always enjoyed fooling around with you."

"I really think you're starting to get obsessed with this. Why don't you lie back and I'll show you the naughty nurse outfit I bought yesterday..."

"Just a minute!"

"Now come here...I think you might have a fever..."

"Mmmm. Oh, honey!"

***

"Oh, honey, I'm so glad you've calmed down about everything."

"Well, you got that right!"

"Now don't sulk. Come on. Why don't you let me...mmmf..."

"..."

"..."

"...oh, honey, you always have such a big load for me."

"Oh, really? Is that what got you so worked up, my love?"

"Well, then don't come home early."

"Where else would you like us to go?"

"Let's be reasonable. How are we going to afford that?"

"So let me get this straight. You want me to stop buying so many outfits so that I can afford to pay for a hotel so that I have somewhere to fuck my son, despite the fact that we have this whole big house available?"

"Yes, but how often does that happen?"

"Three times? How come you've never said anything?"

"Oh, honey, I don't think it's weird at all. I think it's beautiful - haven't you seen how much closer Glenn and I have become since this all started? Haven't you seen how much closer we've become as a family?"

"Then don't look!"

"Anyone? Like who?"

"So what if they see?"

"Fine, yes! Yes, once or twice."

"Well I don't think it bothered them at all."

"Oh, honey, they're so much more mature than you realize. You just see them as your little girls - that's natural! You're their father. To you they'll always be your baby girls. But they've grown up, honey. They can handle it."

"Like I said, that's really on you. If you don't want to see it, don't look!"

"Oh, that was one time."

"Fine! Yes, a little."

"Yes, I think it's a little bit weird. But...honey, it feels so good. And it's done wonders for our sex life."

"Of course we did! But can you really deny that since...since I started with Glenn, things have gotten better?"

"That's what I thought. Now, it looks like you're hard again. Could that be because you're thinking about me and your son?"

"Don't look at me like that. I can feel your cock pulse, honey - I know that you get a little bit excited when you think of Glenn, bending me over the furniture, taking me every chance he gets."

"Mmmm, you're so hard."

"Well, do the math. You caught us twice in one day before...extrapolate from there. You're the engineer..."

"Five. Oh! Someone likes that, don't they. Yes, sometimes it's up to five times a day. What can I say, sweetie? It seems we raised a boy with a voracious appetite...and a big cock. It's just lucky that Mommy's here to help with it."

"What's that?"

"Oh, honey. I'll be your helpful Mommy any time you want. Now why don't you lie back and let Mommy bounce up and down on that problem you're having..."

***

"Honey, I'm sure you're overreacting."

"Yes, but I'm a fully-grown woman, in the sexual prime of my life. Our daughters are eighteen and twenty - they're just kids! I'm sure they're just fooling around."

"How do you know?"

"Wait, how long?"

"...well, yes, that's a little worrying."

"Oh, honey. That's totally different."

"Because I'm a mature adult. I know exactly what I'm doing, and...and..."

"I am not jealous!"

"Do you want me to talk to him?"

"Well, I'll just explain that it's okay for him to have his own little Mommy-slut, but that his sisters are too young to be..."

"Yes, exactly. Too young to be dedicated sex slaves. Are you sure that's what you heard?"

"Then I'll explain to him that as his parents, he has to listen to us."

"That will work. Trust me."

"...right now?"

"Are you sure?"

"Well, because...because I thought maybe you'd like to fool around first."

"No, no. You're right. This is important."

"I'll be right back."

***

"Oh, honey..."

"Well, I went down to talk to Glenn..."

"Don't rush me! I'm..."

"Yes!"

"I don't care if you were kidding, please. I need you."

"Oh, honey!"

"..."

"..."

"Oh, honey, that was so good..."

"Right! So I went down to talk to Glenn..."

"Sorry, I got distracted. Are you..."

"No. No, right. I'm sorry."

"Hmm?"

"Yes! Yes, of course. So I went down to talk to Glenn. It was...it was just like you said. He was sitting on the bottom bunk, and the girls were...well, they were naked. And they were kneeling in front of him."

"What do you think they were doing? Sorry. I'm sorry. I'm just...is it hot in here? I feel like it's very hot in here."

"Right. Yes. So they were kneeling in front of him, and they were...yes, I think worshipping is the best word. One of them was sucking on his balls, and the other was focusing on his shaft. And they were...they were looking at him. It was scary. That's the word for it. It was scary. It was like he'd done something to them."