Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Unexpected Side Effects: 5

"Stan," his mom called through the house. "I'm heading into town. Do you need anything?"

"Where you going?" He looked up from the sketch he was working on at his desk. He'd started doing erotic drawings and this one was a dragon and a female warrior. The dragon's tail was embedded in the muscular woman's pussy. The look on her face was supposed to be ecstasy, but it looked more like a grimace. He'd erased it four times already but couldn't get it just right. "The drug store, but I can stop other places too."

"You refilling your anxiety medication?" Stan couldn't help but smile. He and his mom had been engaging in regular sexual sessions because her meds were stimulating her libido. She needed the effect of the drug and Stan had really started enjoying its side effect. They were being careful about the whole incest thing, so he hadn't screwed his mom, but he'd been doing it a lot lately in his fantasies. Maybe she'd need another of her 'special' sessions after she returned. Gripping the boner he'd sprouted while drawing, the warrior looked a lot like his mom; he didn't want her delaying in town. "No, I'm good."

"I shouldn't be long." He heard the door snick closed. A minute later, their car engine rumbled to life. Stan went back to his sketch.

"Is that me?" Mom's voice startled Stan. He'd been so focussed on his drawing, that he didn't hear her return.

Startled, he jerked, covered the drawing with his arms. He was glad she hadn't returned while he was squeezing the erection he still had. He wasn't comfortable sharing his art, especially since he knew it was his mom on the paper. She was in a rather provocative position.

"Hey," his mother tried to move his hands, but he resisted. "Did you give me stretch marks?"

"Mom," Stan heard the plead in his voice, hating the whinny sound of it. "No one said it's you."

talented artist,

wonderful woman and person. Besides, maybe you

I've looked at them for more than twenty

when you were pregnant with me. That happens to pretty much all women. The skin can't keep up and so some of it breaks up a little, leaving what I call

He knew he'd chosen the right words, the right sentiment, to help her feel better about herself. The nicest part was, he really felt this way, was so thankful for what she'd endured in order to be

mom-son moment could slide into a bawling fest, he

She gave him a strange, out of the side of

knew what

A smile blossomed, making small creases around her eyes,

warrior princess on the page, left him feeling pretty horny, but, of course, only if her needs were being

so well." She pulled her t-shirt

said about savouring these moments, he knew their sessions weren't going to go on forever. She'd find another man, move on from him. He wanted that for her but, he reached up to

breasts, Stan reached around her, gripped them, hugged her close, pressing his face to her head. She raised her hands to his. When his

gave her a long, lingering, tongue-filled kiss. She responded back, pressing her pelvis against him, pulling his head tight to hers. She gave one of her little purrs that

leg. After a few minutes of her grinding on him, while he played with