She smiled at him before answering, “Of course they do, baby. Everyone knows a mommy’s kisses are the best medicine in the whole world for hurt little boys and even grown up boys like yourself too.”
“Then that is the medicine I want. Can I have some? Please.”
“Of course, baby, of course,” she whispered, “Now just show mommy where it hurts so she can apply some of her magical kisses.”
He first pointed to his lips.
“Really baby your lips are hurting?”
“Yes Mommy, they ache for more of your loving kisses.”
“Oh Bobby that is so sweet,” Gail said as she lowered her mouth to his. They kissed- for God only knows how long– with the soft sound of their lips smacking together filling the living room. Their tongues took turns slipping out and carefully exploring, over and over again, before finally Gail pulled back.
“There all better baby or do they still ache for more kisses?”
“All better, Mommy . . . for now,” he quietly answered.
“So where else does it hurt?”
He pointed to his chest whispering, “My heart aches for your gentle kisses, Mommy.”
“Hmm, so it does. Lay back then and close your eyes and I will give that heart of yours some loving attention.”
After pulling the quilt down just enough to uncover his bare chest, Gail proceeded to lather the entirety of her son’s chest with dozens of light kisses before she raised up asking, “Where else does it hurt hon?”
He pointed lower, to his tummy whispering, “My love for you is so intense it gives me the butterflies and makes my tummy ache, Mommy.”
“Well let’s see if she can fix that.”
She pulled the quilt down further until his tummy was fully exposed. Lowering her mouth, she lathered his tummy with kiss after kiss, her excitement mounting, as she had a growing feeling her kisses would somehow not be stopping at his tummy.
“All better?” she asked quietly after raising up.
He was looking at her intensely and again, was it the trick of the shadows or was he using that dark power he spoke of earlier to subtly change his appearance as he looked younger and more innocent than ever to her while sitting there smiling sweetly.
“Yes my tummy is all better but . . .” He stopped shyly looking away.
Reaching up she turned his face back to her. “Go on baby, tell Mommy, where else does it hurt baby?”
Dropping his voice to the smallest of whispers where she could barely hear him he said, “Down there, it’s hard Mommy, really hard and it hurts. Can you give me kisses there?”
Gail’s heart nearly stopped. Although she had half expected this, to hear him come out and whisper it, to suggest it so sweetly and innocently, was another thing.
When she hesitated unsure of taking this step he started to whine. “Please Mommy.”
“I want to make you feel better honey, but I mean if anyone found out mommy was kissing her grown up little boy . . . down there . . . she would be in lots of trouble.”
“Please Mommy, pretty please,” he whined. “It will be our secret. I won’t tell anyone. It’s never been that hard before and it hurts real badly, Mommy. Pretty please can’t you give me kisses there?”
“I don’t know. I mean . . .” She was, of course, only testing him to see how he would react as she knew damn well she would be sucking on that cock of his before too long.
“Never mind,” he said turning away before starting to sniffle.
She watched him pull the quilt back up to his chin as the tears started to slip out of his eyes. After he turned his back on her, Gail reached out and snuggled him into her arms. She held him tight for a few moments before carefully turning him around. His face was stained with tears breaking her heart.
“Shhh baby, Mommy will do it, OK, here let me show you.” She first showered his face with dozens of light kisses, kissing his tears away before her mouth slipped down.
She patiently kissed her way down and across his chest, pulling the quilt down as she went. Reaching his tummy, she inundated it with dozens of kisses while the anticipation of where she about to kiss him grew in her heart.
She raised up, taking a deep breath. Glancing up at him, she observed he was lying back with his eyes shut. She turned her attention back to the quilt and slowly began to peel it downward.
At this point, Gail, wanting to maintain some semblance of innocence between them, only planned on giving his throbbing cock a few light delicate kisses, up and down, hoping he would then say, “all better”, after which she would cuddle him in his arms and they would fall asleep. At the worst, she imagined him maybe wanting to suckle on her boobies some more before slipping off to sleep.
But then she got a look behind the curtain at Oz . . . or in this case, under the blanket.
“Oh my God . . .” Gail whispered as she pulled the quilt down. His cock was huge with a capital H and throbbing with hardness. As she stared at it, her mouthwatering, she whispered over and over again. “Oh God, oh God, oh God.” It was all she could think to say.
“Here Mommy maybe this will help.” He handed her a small bottle. Looking at the title she smiled. Delicious Encounter Lubricant Strawberry. He knew she loved strawberries. She wondered briefly where he might have got the lube, before deciding it was not so important considering the unknown and dark forces she was dealing with tonight.
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