Incest Sex Stories: A Mother, A Son, And A Blue Pill Part One
The following are from my own personal incest sex stories. My son is wonderful at finding himself in tight situations. Although it was not his fault, he found himself in quite a pickle a few years ago. It all started after my son simply needed an Aleve. He was aware they were in my bathroom and decided to help himself to the little blue pills. However, my husband also used little blue pills. Although, my son said he looked at the bottle extra closely, he must have rushed through the various bottles in my medicine cabinet.
Terrified my son came into my bedroom where I was tucked into bed reading a rather arousing romance novel. Imagine my surprise when he told me that he could not control himself. Embarrassed my son removed his hands from in front of him revealing a rather large pop tent in his pajama pants. I paused for a moment staring at its sheer size. After composing myself I was able to figure out my son had accidentally taken my husband’s little blue pill.
My heart filled with sadness as my son began to cry out from his painful erection. He whined and told me he had already been masturbating for two hours prior to finding me. I gasped in horror imagining my little boy’s pain. I asked him if he would like to go to the hospital where they could treat his stiffness. He whimpered begging me to save him from the humiliation of having to expose himself to all of those weird doctors. What was a mother to do other than help her precious baby?
“He whimpered begging me to save him from the humiliation…”
I wrapped my hand around the back of his head pulling him towards my big bountiful tits and kissed him lovingly on his forehead. Such a sweet boy to trust his Mother enough to confide in her. I asked him to stay seated on my bed and left to the kitchen. There I wanted to grab supplies. The most important of those being the slightly warmed coconut oil I want to use as the perfect lubrication to jack off my son.
Entering into the room my son looked at me his face beginning to show the amount of pain he was in. I bit onto my lower lip holding back my tears.I rushed over to him my silk robe blowing slightly in the breeze. My breast bounced as I knelt by the edge of the bed. With my son sitting on the edge of my mattress I began to untie his plaid pajama bottoms. He cried out intense groans of pleasure as my fingers barely brushed against his sensitive skin. It broke my heart to see him in so much pain. Please continue to part two for more incest sex stories.
