African Prince 4

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African Prince 4Chapter 4When someone finally stirred it was Mikey. “Mom?””Yes, honey?” She said in her sweetest voice.”Hmm,” Mikey paused. “I’ve got to take a leak.”With these words his Mom began to laugh and through herlaughter, “Yeah, me too.”With their laughter they regained the will to separate.Mikey rolled off his mother and stood up. Still facingher, with her watching him, he tried awkwardly to puthis still hard dick back into his white underpants. Herlaughter intensified and he couldn’t help but join her.As strange as it seemed, he decided to walk to thebathroom, his mother watching, with his pants stillhalf pulled down.Once they had both relieved themselves and theirlaughter had died down, Mikey wasn’t sure how to feel.They met in the kitchen, Mikey with his pants back on,and his Mom with her now cum-stained nightgown coveringher again. “Mikey dear, we’re going to have to talkabout this. But let’s leave that for tomorrow, whydon’t you come upstairs with me. We’ll both get cleanedup and just relax tonight. This was unexpected, butknow that your my son and I love you as my son and fornow that won’t change.”Mikey wasn’t sure quite what she meant by this. Hisconfusion showed on his face. His mother saw this andspread her arms to hug him;He moved to her and they embraced. And it was like italways had been.Although her breasts pushed hard against him, he didn’tnotice them; It was as it always had gaziemir escort been, her touchwas only warm and motherly and comforting. He feltrelieved.Upstairs they each took their turn in the bathroom.Mikey washed the smell of his Mom’s pussy from hishands. He wet a towel and washed his penis of remnantsof his own dried cum and his mother’s juices. Hesplashed warm water on his face.His Mom stripped off her cum stained nightgown andreplaced it with a terry cloth robe. She washed herhands and her face thoroughly with hot water,extracting her son’s cum. When she got out of thebathroom she found Mikey laying on his bed wearing hisjeans but no shirt.”Mikey, why don’t you come sleep with me in my bedtonight. Not as we were tonight but as we’ve alwaysbeen, mother and son,” she said, sitting on the bedbeside him, placing her palm lovingly his forehead. Andin a much quieter voice, almost whispering, “I want tobe with my baby, my first and only son. I want to beclose to you, I want you to know how much I love you. Iwant to be your mother and only your mother tonight.””Mom, I love you. That will never change. I know whatwe did tonight was wrong.””Shh h,” she whispered, silencing him by putting herfinger on his lips. “We’ll talk tomorrow. For now, beat peace. Let me be your mother and let us sleep besideeach other. I need this to remember you as my onlyson.””But, what do…” Mikey started to object, escort gaziemir confused.What did his mother mean?”Shh h.” She put his hand over his mouth and kissed himon the forehead. “Come with me.” Taking his hand shestood up and helped him to his feet. Hand in hand theywalked to the hall and toward her room.”Mom,” Mikey said, letting go of her hand. “I’m goingto go grab a glass of water. I’ll be right in.”His Mom smiled in agreement and let him go.As Mikey walked back downstairs and into the kitchenthoughts we racing through his mind. His mother seemedokay with everything that had happened, but he wasn’tsure he was. Right now he saw her as his mother, theloving mother he had always known. He felt that guiltagain. He felt nothing sexual towards her now and hewas confused as to why she was doing this. He filled aglass with water and thirstily gulped it down. Hefilled it up again and reluctantly made his way backupstairs.As he turned into his mother’s room, he saw she wasalready in bed and under the covers. He looked at her,and she smiled to him. And that smile was so motherlyand so comforting that once again Mikey felt alright.He walk over to the bed and set the glass upon theheadboard. He reached down to the button of his jeans,but hesitated.His Mom smiled and said, “It’s okay honey, I know youusually sleep in your underwear. There’s no reasontonight should be any different. I’m your mother gaziemir escort bayan andyour my son.”Her words were somehow relieving. This was his Mom, thewoman he had always felt so close to. The sexualthoughts he had earlier seemed so perverted, somisguided, but now everything was okay. Everything wasback to how it always had been. Mikey unbuttoned,unzipped, and dropped his pants. His penis soft,wearing just his underwear, he climbed into bed withhis Mom.He shuffled over in bed until he was beside her. Herolled over halfway so he was facing her and she him.He looked into her eyes as she smiled and brieflyclosed them. Her face was so warm, so noble. His Momgazed back admiring her son’s innocent but strongfacial features.In him she saw a face that made her believe a part ofher husband was still alive. The moment between themwas too strong. They needed to be closer and they bothmoved towards each other, arms out stretched. Theypulled themselves together, until flesh pressed againstflesh.Mikey then realized his Mom was fully naked. Her barebreasts pushed against him as they never had before.But somehow it was okay, it was motherly; Even hernakedness was motherly. The feeling was so pure, soright, that neither he or his Mom had felt his dick gethard.Nevertheless, in their closeness his hardness pressedflat against her naked slit- only the cotton of hisunderpants keeping them apart – but somehow this wasn’tsexual; This was mother and son in the ultimateembrace. They both began to weep. They were not tearsof sadness. They were tears of comfort, of love, ofcloseness, of a truth between them so deep it seemedthey never could be separated.And they slept…

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