The Love Between a Mother and Son (ArcadiaPlay & GoldenGateSon)

Patricia was a 46 year old mother of three, but only one remained in the nest. The one who remained in the near was her handsome son, Steven, whom she absolutely adored. They were incredibly close, and always had been. They were much more close than most mother and son duos were, but they didn't think anything of it. They often kissed on the lips to show affection or to welcome each other, cuddled, and even slept in the same bed at night when his father was away, which was quite often. They're family happened to be nudists for since as long as they could remember, and only when they left the house.

They're family dynamic wasn't abnormal at all. Patricia and her husband, Daniel, had become somewhat estranged years ago, and had sex only on occasion, to keep their marriage at least somewhat intimate. That may be what caused her to be so close lately to her son, and she drowned herself in her love for him. She loved the affection and love her son gave her, it had always made her feel needed. She had always been close with her youngest child, but lately it had been even more so. She had began to notice how much he had grown, in many areas. But she tried to push her thoughts to the back of her head.

On a Saturday afternoon, Patricia began to make a light lunch for she and her son, Steven. She took out the bread, peanut butter, and jelly, and began to make sandwiches. She stood there, completely naked, with her long red-and-gray hair straight and flat against her collar bone. She finished fixing the sandwiches, put them on two separate plates, and put a pile of chips on each. "Steven, lunch is ready sweetheart," she called out, and put the two plates on the dining room table. For an older woman, she still had her figure, and was still an attractive woman. Her light blue eyes could light up a room, and her D cup breasts hadn't sagged much. Once her son approached, she said, "If you would like milk instead, or in addition to your lunch, let me know," she said smiling warmly at him.

At just 15 years old, it appeared that Steven had quite a ways left to grow. In some ways, he was still very immature; not only was he perhaps a bit short for his age, being just about the same height as his mother Patricia if not even ever so slightly shorter, but his personality and temperament were also that of a youth. Without a doubt, this was at least somewhat influenced by the close bond that he shared with Patricia. Not only was he her youngest, but he was also her only boy. His two older sisters had been out of the house for quite some time already, and while both of them got along with their mother and brother well, everyone knew that Steven and Patricia spared an extra special bond that only mother and son could have. Being so spoiled and pampered by her emotionally, it became the case that Steven was somewhat of a mama’s boy, always wanting to be near and close to her as often as he could. That said, the young teen was not rude or entitled as many other mama’s boys were. He was quite well adjusted and polite, save of course for his fondness for Patricia.

Part of this manifested in the fact that on weekend days such as this, Steven would prefer to be at home with his mother than out running about with friends. Though they had woken up at just about the same time, Steven had remained in his parents’ room watching TV or on the computer while his mother went about the house doing various chores, most recent of which was preparing lunch for the two of them. Hearing Patricia calling out for him, Steven quickly shut off the TV before quickly making his way down the stairs towards the kitchen. “Coming, Mama!” he called out as he went. As he entered the kitchen, Steven was able to see Patricia placing the plates on the table, and he was also able to notice the wonderful bounce of her breasts as she moved about gracefully.

Though Steven did remain immature in several ways both physically and emotionally, he had matured in others as well. Most obvious of which was the impressive growth of his manhood. Though he was still growing and maturing, Steven was already quite lengthy and girthy, as both he and Patricia could tell from his morning wood when they woke up in bed together or when she came to rouse him from sleep for school. Not only did Steven mature physically in this area, but he also matured emotionally as well. Though he and his family had lived the nudist lifestyle for as long as he could remember, and he had seen not only his mother’s but his sisters’ naked bodies his whole life, Steven had begun to take quite an interest in Patricia’s mature, naked form. As of late, he had caught himself staring at his mother’s naked body more and more, and this silent admiration manifested itself in very frequent erections, again letting both mother and son notice the impressive physical changes that were taking place in his transition to adulthood.

After Patricia had placed the plates down onto the table, Steven looked back at her with a smile, admiring the flare of her wide hips and the heft of her round breasts as he looked at her. Approaching her, he slipped his arms around her, resting his hands on the swell of her plump rear as he looked into her beautiful blue eyes with his own, which he gotten from her. His hair, however, was the jet black of his father’s and was kept in a neat cut. “Thanks, Mama,” he said with a smile as he pressed his lips to hers for a lingering, thankful kiss for lunch. “And milk would be great with lunch,” he added before giving Patricia’s rear a light squeeze and releasing her. Ever the gentleman, particularly for his mother, Steven pulled her seat out for her before sitting down himself as he began to dig into the sandwiches she had prepared for them.

“Is Dad going to be gone for the weekend again?” he asked as he swallowed down a bite of the sandwich he had been chewing. For Steven’s entire life, his father Daniel had been absent quite often from their home on business trips or late nights working, though when he was home, he was a good father and paid attention to his son, though the same could not be said of his treatment of Patricia. Though he got along with his father, Steven nevertheless appreciated the alone time that his absences gave him and his mother. As he asked his and swallowed the food in his mouth, Steven leaned over towards Patricia who sat in the seat next to his, and, bringing his head down toward her chest, latched onto one of her nipples with with his mouth. Gently suckling on it, the young teen began to draw the sweet milk from his mother’s breast to wash down the sandwich he was eating. The white nectar tasted delicious, and Steven couldn’t help but let out a contented sigh and moan into his mother’s breast as he drank from her, something that he had done his entire life as she had never stopped feeding him. For them, it was yet another act that reinforced their closeness, their intimacy, and their love for each other.

Patricia heard her son's voice as she heard the familiar pat of steps coming down the stairs, and soon saw him standing right in front of her. She wrapped her arms lovingly around him, and she leaned in to give him a soft kiss on the lips. She smiled warmly at him as he pulled away, and she sat down in the seat next to him. She knew well enough not to get him anything to drink, because she knew he always drank her breast milk. She had never stopped breast feeding him, as he would always as a child cry if she ever tried to give him something to drink other than her own breast milk. She picked up her own sandwich and began to eat it, and watched cheerfully as he ate his. She listened intently to his question, then replied, "No, your father unfortunately won't be home until Monday evening." In her mind, it wasn't too unfortunate, because she got to spend more time with her son, and she got to sleep in the same bed as him.

She turned in her chair to face him as he went to take a drink from her breast, and smiled as she looked down at her son on her nipple. She let out a soft sigh, as her nipples had always been sensitive, and whenever her son sucked on them to drink, it always have her a little bit of pleasure. She knew she shouldn't think or feel like that, but she did. Especially since they were so close. And recently, her son seemed to be more clingy than usual, which she loved. He seemed to linger occasionally with his kisses, and seemed to want to touch her more, which she had no problems with at all. And the truth was, she had been doing the same. She loved the lingering kisses, and found herself staring more at his penis than she ever had. It was more and more often hard, and she couldn't help but admire the length of it, much larger than his father's.

She had breastfed his two older sisters, but neither continued as long as he had. His oldest sister, Rebecca, had stopped breast feeding when she was five, the shortest amount of time. His second oldest sister, Bella, had stopped breast feeding when she was 11, and thought she was too old for it. But she was glad that her son still continued, and she hoped that he wouldn't stop. She hoped he would stay at home and attend a local college, so she could see him as often as she did now. She knew it wasn't typically possible, but she liked the idea of it. She was still very close with her daughter Bella, who was 20, and was still relatively close with Rebecca, but she was off at work and doing her own thing at her age of 25. But she absolutely loved the fact that at least for now, her son was still unbelievably close to her, and didn't seem to be pulling away anytime soon.

Many times, Steven would opt to drink Patricia’s milk rather than eat a real meal, though to him, suckling from her breasts was just as good. The rich, sweet milk was not only thirst quenching but filling as it nourished his growing body. Even as he drank from her now, Steven turned in his seat to face his mother more just as she had done for him earlier to make his suckling easier. The young teen continued to sigh in contentment as he fed from Patricia, and after placing his sandwich back on his plate, he instead reached his hands out to cup her milk heavy breasts. Gently fondling and kneading them in his hands, Steven caused the milk to flow more quickly and smoothly into his mouth as he gulped it down, but since he was playing with both of his mother’s ample breasts, the one he wasn’t suckling from began to leak the delicious white fluid as small droplets ran down her breast over the hand that was gripping it.

Though he had sat down with every intention of eating the meal that Patricia had prepared for the both of them, Steven once again found himself much too preoccupied with his mother’s perky yet supple boobs. By now, it was clear to both of them that he had abandoned the sandwich and chips in favor of drinking Patricia’s milk, which her son admittedly preferred anyway. Since he was already facing her in his seat, Steven now scooted even closer to his mother, so close that his legs were now touching hers. He couldn’t help but slightly move his legs either, rubbing against Patricia’s long, luscious legs and smooth skin which he seemed to so enjoy. Though he had always loved cuddling with her for the intimacy and the closeness, the increased desire to feel his mother’s body was yet another one of the many changes that his maturation had brought about.

Another of those changes was also beginning to show itself again. As Steven fed from Patricia at the kitchen table, his young cock began to pulse as it grew and stiffened, and as he continued to gulp down the delicious milk, it only grew more and more until after just a minute, it had reached its full size and hardness. It now throbbed in time with his pulse, his bulbous head halfway covered by his foreskin since he was uncircumcised. From the way he was leaning over in his seat, the large, throbbing meat between his legs rested against Patricia’s thigh, long enough to not only be touching her knee, but also running up her thigh a little ways. Though Steven was more focused on the feeling of his mother’s plump breasts in his hands and her erect nipple in his mouth, in the back of his mind he was still able to register the wonderful feeling of her soft skin against his shaft, making him squirm in his seat slightly which only caused his pulsing rod to rub even more against Patricia’s leg as he continued to feed from her eagerly. By this point, he had already forgotten his question to her about his father coming home, but her answer made him happy nonetheless.

Patricia watched her son move closer the her, their legs now touching. She blushed as he abandoned his sandwich, to feed from her breasts instead. She had never minded at all when he abandoned his meals, and often considered just offering her breast, which she decided that she was now going to do, since he would typically drink her milk anyways. She listened to him as he sighed, the vibration of it making her breasts tingle, sending more pleasure to her groin area. She closed her eyes and relaxed as the soft sucking of her son's mouth soothed her. She had always enjoyed the intimacy of this action, but it was more than that now to her, it was a sexually pleasing action to her.

She opened her eyes and looked down onto her thigh, not sure of what she felt on it. As she looked at the source of the touch, she blushed, and saw his length laying on her leg, and growing by the minute. She watched it until it reached it's full length, admiring the size of it and the weight of it on her thigh. She wondered if he was just enjoying the milk a lot, or what was the cause of his lengthening member. "Sweetheart, is there any particular reason that you're getting hard? I don't mind at all, I was just curious if it was anything," she whispered softly, and kissed the top of his head softly, burying her lips and nose in his short hair.

Steven cooed and sighed more against Patricia’s breast as he fed, the taste of her milk, the texture of her nipple in his mouth, and the feeling of her soft skin against his now fully erect rod made him feel in absolute bliss, sending more vibrations into her bosom. As she asked him about his erection, however, Steven opened his previously closed eyes to look up into his mothers. Pulling away from her erect nipple, now glistening from his saliva and her own milk, a few droplets of the sweet white nectar dribbled out of his mouth and from her nipple, running down his chin and her breasts before he wiped his mouth and licked up the small stream of milk running down her breast.

“Sorry, Mama,” he said, seemingly not embarrassed or phased by her question or his length now gently throbbing against her leg. “I’m not sure. I just like drinking your milk I guess,” he offered as an explanation, shrugging his shoulders while smiling as he did so. With the two of them being so close with each other for virtually his entire life, Steven felt little shame or embarrassment when speaking to his mother about virtually any topic. To say that they were unabashedly candid with each other would be an understatement. Though he had not always gotten erections while feeding from Patricia, as of late, this happened more and more between them as Steven continued to develop. It happened when they cuddled or bathed together as well, or just in general even when Steven found himself staring at his mother’s naked body for extended periods of time.

“Is it bothering you? If it is, I can’t stop drinking,” he said, sitting back up in his seat as he took his Patricia’s hands in his. Though he loved her milk and was most definitely spoiled, Steven was nevertheless always keen to please and keep Patricia happy and to not anger her. She was his mother after all, and he loved her dearly. With him now sitting back up in his seat properly, his throbbing length now pointed up straight at Patricia as he waited for an answer, and from his arousal at suckling at her teat, a dollop of precum had formed at the top, glistening in the light that came into the kitchen window.

Patricia let out a quiet sigh as Steven cooed against her breast. She enjoyed when her son drank the milk from her breasts, it added to their closeness. And since his sister's weren't around any longer, he had all of her milk to himself. She loved that he still wanted to feed from her, as it gave her a sense of being needed by someone, and it made her feel important. Their closeness continued to grow still, and she never minded his erections, it made her happy even, knowing how close and comfortable with her that he could grow an erection in front of her. She also liked how he didn't mind talking to her about anything, as most boys his age wouldn't tell their mother's anything.

She looked down into Steven's eyes and smiled, as he gave her an answer. "I like when that happens to you, love. It shows me how close we are," she said softly, ruffling his hair slightly. The way he called her mama always made her heart melt, as the sweetness in his voice when he called her it. She smiled down at him, taking in his dashing blue eyes. "Of course it isn't bothering me, sweetheart. You can continue drinking, as much as you'd like," she replied to his worried comment. She loved how he always tried to make her happy, never trying to upset her.

She gently placed her hand on his soft cheek, and kissed his forehead gently. She lingered there for a moment, then pulled away, only to give him a quick but gentle kiss on his lips. She backed up, smiling sweetly at him, and watched as he took her hands in his. As she was looking at their hands, she saw the small drop of precum on the tip of his penis. She then looked back up into his eyes, waiting for him to yet again feast on her milk filled breasts.

Steven was worried that his erection had bothered Patricia in some way, but when she gently told him that she liked it in fact with at a smile and a ruffling for his hair, he couldn’t help but smile back at her as well. “Ok, Mama,” he responded happily. He briefly considered continuing his meal of milk, but he had already been feeding from her for some time actually when she finally noticed his length against her. To be honest, he was rather full, and while he certainly would not mind drinking even more of her milk to feel close and have her breasts and nipples in his mouth, the young teen’s arousal was making him crave something else that the mother and son duo shared as a way of bonding. “No, thank you, Mama. I’m actually fully already,” he said as he pushed his plate further into the center of the table before turning to look back at her.

As Patricia leaned in to offer a soft, reassuring hand on her son’s cheek and a tender kiss on his forehead, Steven couldn’t help but smile and gift a soft sigh of happiness. He always loved how gently his mother treated him, and tenderly she expressed her love. It was things like this that made him want to have her happy as well. “Actually… can we go cuddle and kiss?” he asked with a hopeful look in his eyes. Already very close, mother and son expressed their love and affection for each other happily and openly with kisses, and from time to time, though with growing frequency, Steven found that he greatly enjoyed prolonged sessions of doing nothing more than cuddling Patricia while cuddling with her, either on the couch or in her bed. Wherever was fine, so long they could be together.

Patricia smiled warmly at her son. She couldn't believe how wonderful of a son she had. When he asked if the could go cuddle and kiss, she nodded. "Of course sweetheart, just let me go clean up quick," she said softly. She hated to leave a mess, and wasn't sure if she'd be able to pull away from cuddling with her son to clean later. She grabbed the two plates, and went into the kitchen. She threw away what wasn't eaten, and quickly washed the plates. She then grabbed the dish towel, and began drying the dishes, then put them away. She then went back into the dining room, and took one of Steven's hands in hers. "Come on, love," she said gently, coaxing him to follow her.

She led him up the stairs and into she and her husband's room, which often became she and Steven's room, since Daniel was away so often. She led him over to the bed, then laid down on top of it. She looked into her son's eyes, and smiled. She then leaned in and kissed her son ever so gently on the lips, and moved closer so that she could wrap her arms tightly around him, cuddling and kissing as they did so often. She continued to place several soft kisses on his lips, rubbing her thumb along his back lovingly.

She felt nothing but happiness inside her as she was doing this. She loved the times they had together, and loved the sessions they had together. Nothing has ever gone far, but they would often cuddle, and sometimes they would have loving make out sessions with one another. She had always loved the fact that during those sessions, Steven sometimes got an erection, and that familiar little dollop would appear on the tip of his penis. She had always wanted to try it, but wasn't sure how to approach it. But this time, she knew she would, if he got an erection, that is.

Steven’s smile grew wider as Patricia agreed to his request. “You’re the best, Mama!” he answered her excitedly, leaning in to give her a quick, thankful kiss on the lips before she rose from her seat to begin clearing the table and cleaning things up. The way Patricia spoiled and pampered him, Steven rarely ever had to do any work around the house, including typical things like cleaning, doing the dishes, or taking out the trash. As such, when his mother was doing the dishes in the kitchen, Steven simply remained in his seat, idly waiting for Patricia to return as waited in the dining room. He was anxious to start cuddling with her, so time seemed to pass rather slowly for the young teen. Though the wait wasn’t actually long, the wait nevertheless allowed Steven to calm down a bit slightly, resulting in his erection to partially subside. Though it was still rather engorged and solid, it wasn’t pointed up as prominently as when he had been feeding.

Finally, after a bit of waiting, Steven saw Patricia enter the room again, and he immediately perked up as he took her had happily, following her up the stairs and into his parents’ bedroom, though with how much time he spent in there with his mother, it might has been his room too. As they walked together with Patricia leading the way and gently tugging at his hand, Steven’s eyes were glued to his mother’s backside. He admired every little bounce and jiggle of her plump, juicy rear and thick thighs that occurred with every step she took, as well as the sway of her wide hips. The young teen simply couldn’t stop ogling at his own mother, though her gorgeous nude body wasn’t making it easy for him to quit either. Soon enough though, the two finally entered the large master bedroom with an equally large bed at its center. Steven had spend many nights, and even many hours of the day, in that bed with his mother when his father was out.

Releasing Patricia’s hand, Steven watched as she climbed onto the bed, subconsciously biting his lip in excitement as she got on all fours to get on it, presenting her beautiful rear and bare sex to him in the process. He waited for her to get into position before climbing on himself, and by now, he was one more sporting a rock solid erection that bounced with each movement he made, making it all the more noticeable to Patricia. Scooting in close against her, Steven returned his mother’s soft kiss, but quickly followed it up with a deeper, longer one. As she wrapped her arms around him, he wrapped his own around hers as well and pulled them into a tight embrace. Though they were on their sides facing each other, Steven felt as the entire front of his body came into contact with his mother's, eliciting a sigh from his lips as her soft skin and supple body felt so nice against his own.

His own hands ran up and down Patricia’s naked back as well, often dropping down her to her plump rear which he held and squeezed. Her breasts also pressed into his chest, and he was able to feel her erect nipples poking and rubbing against him as they embraced each other. Perhaps most noticeable was the fact that Steven’s throbbing length was now sandwiched their bodies, the thick shaft pressed into Patricia’s thick push as it ran up and up her abdomen until it reaches just past her belly button, showing just how large and well endowed he was. As mother and son continued to hold each other, Steven intertwined their legs, allowing them to get even closer together. Between kisses, Steven would pull back for a brief moment to look into his mother’s eyes with a smile, telling Patricia that he loved her.

Patricia smiled at her son as he joined her on the bed. She loved the feeling of his body up against hers, and felt his rather large length pressing against her. She had always enjoyed kissing her son, ever since he was young, but as he got older, their kissing developed slowly into more. She loved the long, sweet, loving make out sessions that they would have with one another. It amazed her that at such a young age, he was so established in his manhood, and that he filled her with so much joy. He made her feel fulfilled, something her very own husband hadn't seemed to do in many years now. Sure, they hadn't done more than kissing and soft touching, but that was alright with her, and fulfilled her much more than sex with her husband had.

She continued to softly kiss Steven until the kisses began to become more deep and more involved. She began to run her hands up and down his back, then come up and rested them on the back of his head. She smiled whenever he pulled away to look into her eyes, and she returned the gaze, and also returned the I love yous. She slid her hand softly down his back and ran it over his hip, then moved it back up his back. She rested that same hand on his cheek, softly stroking it with her thumb.

She sighed gently into the kiss as she felt his hands run down to her backside, and give it soft squeezes. She loved when he would touch her, loving the soft and loving way he did so. She gently began to run her fingers through his hair, admiring how soft it was despite its shortness in nature. She felt his length begin to press against her body starting at her pubis, and she felt the soft skin through the thickness of her pubic hair, and felt it all the way up to her belly button. She couldn't believe how large he had gotten so quick. It made her giggle sometimes, as he had grown like a weed in that area, but was still the same height as her, if not a hair shorter.

Steven sighed in satisfaction and comfort as he kissed Patricia, loving the tender way her soft, feminine hands glided over his back. The young teen also loved the way she would hold his face or run her hands through his hair. She had done this ever since he was very little, and whenever she did it, he was reminded of the comforting feelings that it gave him. Though he felt comfort, he also was feeling a strong sense of as arousal as well. His breathing had gotten heavier as mother and son continued to hold and kiss each other, and Steven found himself both hold and kissing Patricia more heatedly. Though their little session had started out slow and somewhat modestly, Steven’s lips had begun to part, with his tongue instinctively slipping out and pressing into his mother’s mouth in search of her own tongue. The taste of her lips against his was getting him even more excited.

This was even more evident but how quickly and how hard his thick rod was throbbing as it was sandwiched between their two bodies. It was incredibly hot, pulsing in time with his elevated heartbeat from his excitement. Not only was her supple body and soft skin ecstasy on his body, the soft hairs of Patricia’s full, thick bush also tickled at Steven’s sensitive shaft, making him feel even better. Even he could feel it, and if he could, Patricia was most certain to feel it as well. And as does happen with growing arousal, more of the thick, glistening precum had begun to ooze from the tip of his bulbous head. It began to smear against Patricia’s belly, leaving streaks clear streaks across her perfect skin. Steven was able to feel and get some of it on himself as well, however, due to how closely they were embraced.

As they continued to kiss and Steven continued to grow more aroused, he began to turn over, pushing Patricia onto her back as he found himself on top of her by spreading her thick, luscious legs to make room for himself between them. Settling down on top of her for a more comfortable position, the young teen used his arms to lightly support himself while letting the rest of his body rest fully on top of Patricia’s, feeling her large, supple breasts act like pillows as they cushioned his chest. When he was much younger and much smaller, he would have been able to comfortably lie on top of Patricia’s belly easily, but not that he had grown, in more ways than one, he needed to at least take some weight off of her .Nevertheless, it was a position that offered him comfort and the closeness he desired with his mother. As he lay atop of her like this, his tongue continued its exploration of her mouth while his thick, pulsing length had now found its way to her exposed sex, his thick shaft pressed against both her her plump lower lips as well as sensitive clit and his bulbous head continued to leak copious amounts of clear precum all over Patricia’s stomach and bush.

Patricia blushed softly as she felt his tongue begin to push against her lips. She parted her lips and welcomed his warm, eager tongue in. She moved her tongue forward to touch his, gently running it along his. She loved the way his warm, soft tongue felt against her own. She felt his touches become more insistent, and she began to stroke his cheek with her hand once again. She always felt such joy when they were like this, body to body, and kissing in a very intimate way. She always wanted to just kiss her husband, but he was always just a sex kind of guy, he wasn't very intimate.

She felt his erection throbbing against her. She didn't know how often he had them, and how long he just let them sit there, and not do anything about them. She knew that they were close enough that she could do something to help him out. She then felt that familiar thick precum ooze out of his erection and onto both her pubic area and her belly button. She continued to kiss him, but knew that she really wanted to taste his delicious juices.

She gently pulled away from his lips, and looked into his eyes. "Sweetheart, would you mind if I tasted a little bit of your love juice?" She asked very softly and sweetly. She wasn't sure how he would feel about it. She knew that she had been thinking about it for a while, and as he was feeding from her earlier and it came out, she wanted it even more now. She didn't want to move until he told her it was okay, as she never wanted to breach the trust that they had built so greatly over the years. She continued to stroke his cheek, and looked into his handsome blue eyes.

Steven was greatly enjoying all the sensations that kissing Patricia gave him. The feeling of her thighs against his hips, her lower lips touching his thick shaft, and of course her soft tongue running along his all contributed to both the physical pleasure as well as the emotional comfort and satisfaction he felt. As his mother pulled away, Steven was a bit confused, worried that she wanted them to stop or that he had done something wrong. When she asked if she could taste his “love juices,” Steven simply looked Patricia in the eyes with a blank expression, a bit confused at the moment.

“Love juices?” he asked aloud, though he was more thinking to himself as he asked that. It was only then that he looked down to see the rather copious amount of slick, glistening precum that had leaked all over Patricia’s mound and belly. Though Steven was a mama’s boy, he wasn’t completely naive. After all, he learned enough about the human body from health class at school. “Oh…” he said as he looked back into his mother’s eyes. “Yeah, sure,” he said with a smile before giving her another kiss. She had never asked him this before, and while he did admit that it was perhaps a strange request, the more he thought about it, it wasn’t so strange actually. After all, he fed from her breasts daily, tasting her delicious milk. Why should she not be able to taste his juices, even if they were oozing out the tip of his throbbing rod.

Releasing his mother from the kiss, he took another look at their two bodies, gauging the situation a bit. Obviously, she wouldn’t be able to taste him in this position, reluctantly, Steven rolled off of Patricia’s body and plopped down next to her on the bed. He had gotten onto his back, reaching out to hold Patricia’s hand in his as he looked at her. Since they have never really done this before, Steven was unsure as to how his mother would go about tasting him. No matter what she decided, he was set on letting her taste for as much as she wanted. After all, it wasn’t often his mother asked something of him, and since it wasn’t a very difficult request at that, Steven thought to give Patricia as much as she wanted, just like how she always gave him as much milk as he wanted.

Patricia looked into her son's eyes as he contemplated. She was thinking about telling him what she meant, until he realized what she meant. She had never been fond of the term cum, and since they were coming out of love, she called them love juices. She smiled at him as he said that she could, and she watched him roll off of her. Ever since he began getting the erections, and since the precum emerged, she had always wanted to taste it.

Patricia waiting until Steven got into a comfortable position, then she scooted down the bed a little bit. She then gently took both of his legs and slowly spread them apart. She then got down between them on her hands and knees, and looked up into his eyes. If he had wanted to back out, she wanted him to know that he absolutely could. She smiled up at him, and gently wrapped her middle and index finger, and her thumb around the base of his cock. She then slowly bent down and stuck out her tongue. She slowly licked a small amount of the juices off of the tip.

She sighed in contentment as she tasted it on her tongue. "You taste divinely, Hun," she said softly. She then slowly and lovingly began to lick the remaining juice off of his penis. She couldn't believe that she hadn't asked him for this sooner. She looked into his eyes and smiled at him. She instantly craved more, but was a little worried about pushing his boundaries. She slowly sat up between his legs, and looked into his eyes, placing her hands on each thigh of his. "Sweetheart, your juices taste incredible. I don't want to push you into anything you want to do, so if you aren't comfortable with this, let me know. I would like to taste more of your juices, but to do that, I have to coax them to come out. I'd like to do this with my mouth on your penis. Once again, darling, if you aren't sure of this, don't worry. We don't have to," I said softly, waiting for your response.

Steven watched with interest as Patricia scooted down the bed, parting his legs to get between them, taking particular notice of the way her beautiful breasts swung hypnotically as she moved. When she looked up at him, he gave her a reassuring smile as if to say that he was still alright with everything. As if by reflex or instinct, Steven’s cock throbbed when he felt his mother wrap her fingers around him gently. Steven had never been with a girl before, not sexually at least, but he still nevertheless knew what a blowjob was. At the moment and when Patricia had asked to taste him, the young man still didn’t really think anything of her request. It wasn’t until he felt his mother’s wet tongue on the tip of his cock that the realization came upon him.

“Hngh… Thanks, M-Mama.... T-that feels nice,” he said, whimpering in pleasure as the pleasant sensation of Patricia’s tongue teasing and tickling his bulbous, exposed head sent tingles of pleasure through his length and his body. His cock was spasming uncontrollably in Patricia’s grasp and against her tongue as she licked him, and Steven’s hands gripped at the sheets of the bed out of pleasure as well. As she licked him, Steven kept his eyes on Patricia, the sight of her holding and licking his huge cock only making it spasm in excitement even more. So, when she looked up at him after having finished, he smiled back at her, trying his best to hide the disappointment that she had stopped.

“Yes!” he responded, probably little too excitedly and too quickly given what Patricia was asking for. “Ahem… I mean… you can have more. It felt pretty good,” Steven said with a shy smile, a bit embarrassed by his own enthusiastic reaction and also out of fear that over eagerness might make his mother reconsider doing it. His hands relaxed against the sheets as he looked up at his naked mother kneeling before him, her soft hands feeling so nice against his thigh. Even though she had just finished licking the precum off his erection, Steven was already beginning to leak quite a bit more, his thick, sticky juices mixing together with the glistening saliva that Patricia had left on his length. His cock pulsed and oozed in anticipation of getting more attention from her.

Patricia smiled thoughtfully at Steven as he answered very quickly. She knew that he would enjoy the feeling of her tongue on him, but was pleased that he enjoyed it as much as he had. She could tell he was a little embarrassed, so she decided to reassure him. "It's okay that you're excited about this, sweetheart. It's natural to enjoy touch on your penis. If you want me to stop at any point, let me know," she said softly. She was happy that this wouldn't only make her happy, but would also make her son happy as well.

She got back down on her knees between his legs, and positioned herself on her elbows. She gently took the middle of his shaft in her hand and slowly pulled the foreskin down, to reveal the tip. She then moved in and licked it softly, licking the new precum that had begun oozing out. She let go of his length, and repositioned her hand at the base. She then lowered her head and opened her mouth, slowly wrapping her mouth around the top of him. She slowly began to inch his rather long shaft into her mouth, and looked up at him to make sure he was okay.

She closed her eyes as she came close to having the entire length in her mouth, and then began to move her head up off it. She began to slowly move her head back and forth, occasionally looking up to ensure that he was alright. She ran her tongue along him as she sucked on him. She pulled his penis out of her mouth, and began to gently lick the foreskin surrounding the tip. She then began to suck him again, gently moving her hand up and down at the base.

Steven was still on edge from the initial licks that Patricia had given him. His heart was pounding, his skin was tingling, and he was already even breathing a bit harder from the excitement and his very obvious arousal. He actually wasn’t sure how obvious his anticipation was, but since Patricia it was told him it was alright to be excited, Steven blushed a little at how obvious he was being. Without saying a word, he simply nodded at his mother as he watched her once more get back into position between his legs.

In his excited anticipation, Steven once more began to grip the sheets of the bed, even before Patricia laid a finger on him. As soon as she gripped his length and pulled back his foreskin, however, it visibly spasmed in her hand. All these feeling were very new to Steven, and even the slightest touch from his gentle mother was rather overwhelming. He collected himself, however, as his eyes widened at the site of her slowly bringing her face down to the tip of his cock, mouth opened. As soon as he felt those luscious lips make contact with his bulbous head, Steven’s hips involuntarily jerked up a little from the sensation.

“Unghh…” he moaned out softly as his hips continued to move of their own will, though he did his best not to jerk around too much and interfere with what Patricia was doing. Tightening his hands around the sheets, Steven managed to compose himself somewhat, allowing him to watch the incredibly stimulating view of his mother’s lips wrapped around his thick, girthy cock. Steven’s mouth was agape as he breathed slowly but heavily, his face contorted in an expression that could have been confused with pain. Thus, when Patricia looked up at him to make sure if he was alright, Steven forced himself to offer her a smile before he went back to trying to process all these wonderful feelings.

“It… it feels really good, Mama,” he said through heavy breaths. Though he had never received a blowjob before, Steven was certain that this must have been an amazing one. Every inch of him was squirming with pleasure, and his penis had never felt so amazing before. While he had touched himself idly before, the young man had actually never masturbated fully. After all, he was almost always with Patricia, leaving him little time for exploration. Now, it seems that his loving mother was helping him explore as well.

Patricia enjoyed the fact that Steven was anticipating her touch so much. She watched as his member spasmed in excitement. She smiled as his hips jerked up, and she felt better now knowing that she wasn't pushing him too hard. She didn't mind that his hips were jerking a little, she was delighted that her son was enjoying it so much. She continued to slowly move her head up and down, not trying to overload him too much. She was also shocked how wonderful his large member felt in her mouth.

When he told her that it felt good, she smiled. She was glad to hear that verbal confirmation. She was worried that all of this so fast was going to be way too much for him. She would be okay if it did, and if he told her he couldn't take any more. She was just happy pleasing him, and that in return pleased her. She had never known for sure if he had touched himself before, but by the way he was so jumpy with every touch and movement, she could tell he hadn't done it much. She was always with him, however, so she should know if he had. She looked up at him, and continued to slowly run her tongue along with her mouth up and down his penis.

This was the first time anyone had touched Steven’s penis in such an intimate and pleasurable manner, including himself. He savored every feeling of Patricia’s luscious lips gliding up and down his shaft, leaving it glistening with saliva before once diving back down for more. “Mama… Mama…” he said again and again, his feeble attempt at coping with all the pleasure that he was receiving. All of these new and amazing sensations were rather overwhelming for the young teen, and as expected from his incredible lack of experience in anything sexual, he quickly reached his limit. The inexperienced teen had never orgasmed before, not consciously while he was awake anyway, but even he could feel his own orgasm rapidly approaching. His heavy, cum filled balls began to tighten as a tingling sensation ran up his throbbing shaft and through the very core of his body.

“Ungh… M-Mama… I… I feel f-funny…” he groaned as this brand new feeling took control of his eager body. With a loud groan of pleasure and an involuntary thrust of his hips, Steven arched his back as his very first orgasm rocked through his young body, tense with pleasure as he climaxed. Hands gripping tightly at the soft sheets beneath him, ropes of hot, thick semen began to shoot from the tip of the young teen’s bulbous cockhead as it splattered against the back of Patricia’s throat and filling her mouth until it was overflowing. With the involuntarily thrust of his hips that had come with his orgasm, Steven had accidentally forced quite a bit of his massive length deep into his mother’s mouth and throat before unleashing a torrent of semen into her face. If she had wanted to taste his love juices, she would be getting quite the mouthful it seemed.

With how aroused Steven was and with this being his very first orgasm ever, it seemed that his climax went on and on and on, which it likely did, but still not quite as long as the few hours Steven thought it had been. It was several long moment of pulsing pleasure before his orgasm finally ended, and the young teen remained tense for a several moments longer before finally letting his butt come back down to the best. He now laid there lazily, completely spent as his heavy breathing was the only sound in the otherwise quiet room. He was even sweating a little bit after all was said and done. It was only after taking quite a while to regain his composure that Steven finally even remembered his mother. “M-Mama?” he asked as he lifted his head up off the pillow to look down at there between his legs. “Are you okay?” Even in his unsure, weakened state, Steven was still concerned about his mother. Though he wasn’t quite sure how much cum he had actually produced, he had worried that what had just happened right now would upset his mother in some way.

Patricia knew when her son said he felt funny, that in just a moment or two, he would cum. She gave him a reassuring look, as to say it's okay, and continued to move her head up and down on his penis. She watched as he arched his back and barely a second later she felt his hot, sticky cum erupt and fill her mouth, she quickly swallowed to make room for more, and she was surprised at how much was pouring out of him. She was sure that it was because he was still quite young. She felt more cum flow into her mouth, and finally stop pouring into her mouth. She savored the unique taste of his cum, and closed her eyes.

When Steven asked if she was alright, she looked up and swallowed his love juices. "Absolutely sweetheart! Are you alright? Any questions for me about what just happened?" She asked softly. She knew that a lot was going through his head. She quickly licked his limp penis, cleaning him up of all his juices, then sat up. She then crawled up and laid beside him, wrapping her arm around his waist. She looked into his eyes, wanting to make sure he had any questions that he may have answered, and to ensure that he was okay.

Steven was a bit in shock at the moment, not only from having experienced his first orgasm ever, but the young teen was also surprised at the fact that Patricia was able to swallow down nearly every drop of cum that he had unloaded into her receptive mouth. His eyes remained glued on hers as she eventually pulled her mouth off of his still engorged length, licking it clean before she pulled away completely. Though Patricia might have expected her son to go limp, Steven’s youthful stamina and his still heightened state of arousal kept his cock hard and throbbing, though for the moment at least, he was satiated.

Though he had felt the faintest hints of worry for Patricia, Steven was soon relieved after seeing the way she expertly and eagerly gulped down his cum before responding so enthusiastically. He offered her a happy, relieved smile in response. “Yeah, I’m great. That was… definitely amazing,” he added with a laugh. As Patricia moved to lie next to him on the bed, Steven reached out to place his hand on her hips, caressing it as he ran his palm over her luscious thigh as well as her slim waist. “I’m guessing that’s what… cumming feels like?” he asked, more a rhetorical question than anything. It may have been his first time experiencing an orgasm of his own, but he was at least educated enough to guess at what it likely was.

Steven’s eyes met his mother’s as he started answering her, but his gaze soon drifted down her naked body to steal looks at her breasts, her full bush, and her wide hips. Though his eyes were glued to Patricia’s body, Steven noticed his own body in the periphery of his vision, his cock clearly still hard and throbbing in time with his heartbeat. It was coated in a mixture of both his own juices as well as hit mother’s saliva, making it glisten in the light that streamed through Patricia’s bedroom window. “Does it always feel that good?” he finally asked after a few long moment of admiring his mother’s body. “And if it does, can we do that every day?” he asked boldly, only half joking as he looked into Patricia's eyes with a smirk and a chuckle. If this was really what cumming felt like, there was no way Steven was going to pass up the opportunity to do it everyday, especially if his mother was willing.

Patricia looked into her sons eyes and smiled, relieved that he was okay. She could tell by the shock on his face that he had experienced something very new, but was glad that he was okay, and not overwhelmed. She felt his hand begin to caress her hip and thigh, and she smiled warmly at him. She could tell that the question he asked was rhetorical, so she didn't answer it. She made little circles with her fingertips on his stomach and chest, circling all over his upper body.

She watched him look over her body, and she smiled. She had always felt good when he couldn't keep his eyes off her body, it made her feel warm inside. She looked down at Steven's penis, and was a bit shocked it was still hard. She knew it was the stamina of a young teenage boy, but it still wow'd her nonetheless. When he asked if they could do it everyday, she giggled softly. "Yes, it does always feel that good. And yes, if you'd like us to, we can do that everyday, sweetheart," she said warmly, smiling at him.

A week had passed, and Patricia and Steven had done as they both had wanted, and she had been giving him daily blowjobs. She was glad that they both got something out of it. She was obsessed with the taste of his love juices, and she could tell he was thoroughly enjoying climaxing. She always went to bed anticipating the next day, that they could once again partake in their newest loving activity. She had loved to be able to make her son happy, as she practically lived for him.

On that Friday evening, Patricia was in the living room, sitting on the couch. "Steven, sweetheart, what would you like to do tonight? I'm open to any and all ideas," she said to him. She was excited to spend yet another weekend alone with him. Her husband, and his father, had come home for a day in the middle of the week, but wouldn't be home until Tuesday again. She never questioned where he was for so long, as she was more than happy to have the house to her and Steven. She could do almost everything they normally did when Daniel was home, but she liked it just being the two of them.

As strange as this daily practice might have seemed to most people, Steven had come to love the daily blowjobs Patricia gave him. With the young teen still coming to terms with how these new sensations felt and with the excitement that it they entailed, it wasn’t uncommon for Steven to ask for multiple releases from his mother. Before they had even realized it, Friday had rolled around again. When his father had been home, they had to be somewhat sneaky in order to have their precious time together, but with Daniel locked away in his study doing even when he was home, that didn't prove too difficult for mother and son.

With another week gone by, Steven found himself cuddling with Patricia on the couch, lazily watching TV to pass the time together. They were both lying on their sides spooning, with Steven behind his mother. Using on arm to raise and support his head as he watched TV, his other hand was constantly wandering the lovely curves of Patricia’s body from her hips to her stomach, and from her thighs even to her breasts. Of course as he did this, Steven made sure they he and Patricia were pressed up nice and tight against each other, his already stiff cock sandwiched ever so comfortably by her plump butt cheeks. Patricia’s question had caught him a bit off guard, as he was absorbed in the show currently playing. “Huh? Oh… Uhmmm, I’m not sure,” he said as he leaned in to plant a tender kiss on his mother’s neck.

Just as he did so, contemplating his options and what he wanted to do, Steven’s hand had slid down Patricia’s smooth belly before hins fingers brushed through the tangle of her thick bush, and that’s when it occurred to him. “Mama,” he said as he idly played with the hairs on her mound. “How come I haven’t been able to taste your love juices yet?” There was no denying that typical teenage horniess had somewhat influenced this question, but at the same time, the young teen was genuinely curious as to what a woman’s sex tasted like. Did it taste like his mother’s milk? Her saliva? Was it more like his own juices, or was it simply tasteless like water? The possibilities ran through his mind as his fully erect cock pulsed against Patricia’s anus and between her cheeks. “I really wanna know you taste like too,” he added, giving her another tender kiss on the neck as if it would somehow convince her to let him try. To be honest, he wasn’t sure if she’d let him, but given the recent developments in their home, he thought it was worth a shot to ask.