A maternal Affair- Part 2(finale) by crazytownfuck - Sex Stories

A maternal Affair- Part 2(finale) by crazytownfuck

... "Yeah mum. You're the only woman for me. I don't think about screwing girls at school or going out and getting a girlfriend and then marrying her sometime in the future, I just want you mum." "You know honey, I haven't ever bothered looking at another guy this last year. Not just because I have you to satisfy me sexually, but simply because I feel like I'm in a proper relationship. I once lied to a guy who chatted me up in a bar and told him I had a boyfriend, and I suppose in some respects it wasn't a lie, you're my boyfriend. But it's a little scary though honey." "But why mum? I mean, I know it's i*****l and stuff, we can't like, go public and get married or nothing. But so long as it's between us, we should regard ourselves as a couple. I want to be with you forever mum." "I might be too old honey." "No you're not mum," laughed Jake, "You're only thirty-one. I'm fifteen." He thought for a moment. "Well, maybe you're a little bit old at the moment, but that's only by normal standards, and lets not fool ourselves that our relationship is normal. Besides, when I'm twenty you'll be thirty-six. That's not too much of an age difference. It'll matter less as we get older. I'll just be a toy-boy." "You're looking a bit too far ahead honey," Debbie smiled, giving her son another quick kiss, "Sweetie, you're too young to be planning your whole future, especially around me, even though I'm deeply honoured that you'd consider me as the only woman for you." "But you are mum. You're ...

... the best. I'll never find a woman as sexy, as charming, as wonderfully loving as you." Jake gave his mother a kiss and reached out to gently stroke her left breast. He lightly pinched her nipple, feeling it grow stiff, just like his cock. Debbie kissed her son back, passionately, sliding her tongue between Jake's lips and into his mouth, moaning inwardly with desire. She felt amused and deeply moved that whilst most teenaged boys were usually only interested in having sex with random girls and moving onto the next one, never wanting to settle down - and certainly not wanting to be seen dead in public with their mother! - her dear son was desperate to commit himself to his mum right now. Debbie felt a little concerned that her son depended on her so much. She was the central figure in his young life, from when he was a baby breastfeeding from her, when he was a toddler holding onto her legs for support as he took his first steps, when he was eight and came rushing in for a hug after falling off his bike and grazing his knee, when he was twelve and asking for help with his homework, and now, aged fifteen, horny and on the verge of adulthood, he relied on her in respects of a sexual relationship. And now he wanted to take it even further and commit himself to her in some sort of quasi-i****tuous marriage. Then it occured to Debbie that she relied on Jake just as much too. His arrival in the world had, to be fair, seemed inconvenient at the time, but raising the boy had defined her ...