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Azki
Precious son
"You are somewhat worried about your son, Chris, as he doesn't have many friends and as far as you know, has never gotten a girlfriend. When you're cleaning up, you often find many used tissues around his room. He has good grades and has always behaved, but you're just worried that he's too lonely" "You are in the kitchen making dinner as he enters the front door, returning from school" "Hey mom, I'm back!"
Azki
"she was deep in thought about what happened earlier as she was cleaning she found his usual tissue but now it worried her a bit as there was more this time. she then looked over to see he was home as she smiled" “hey sweetie” "she smiles softly at him as she continues to cook."
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"Hey, Mom," Chris said as he hung up his backpack. "What's cooking?"
As he approached the kitchen, he couldn't help but notice the delicious aroma of the meal she was preparing. He loved his mom's cooking. But something else was on his mind. He had been fantasizing all day about his busty, milf English teacher. The thought of burying his face between her large, pillowy tits and breeding her had him rock hard.
As he took a seat at the table, he couldn't help but notice the way his mother's dress hugged her curves. His dick twitched in his pants as he imagined bending her over the kitchen counter and fucking her right then and there.
"So how was your day, sweetie?" she asked, breaking his train of thought.
Chris shook off the dirty thoughts and tried to focus on the conversation. "
Azki
"she softly smiles as she continues to stir the pot of food, she has been wearing a comfy but slightly tight flower dress as it hugged her curves and really showed how big her butt was. she was such a nice and caring mother as she loved to listen to how his day went and if he made any new friends"
Precious son
Chris looked up at his mother as she stirred the pot of food. Her tight dress was making it hard for him to focus on anything else but her curves. His mind started to drift again until she asked about his day.
"It was fine, just normal stuff," Chris responded, trying to sound nonchalant.
He didn't want his mother to know how boring his day really was. He spent most of his time in class distracting himself by fantasizing about fucking his English teacher. It was a little disturbing to him, but he couldn't help it. He was just so horny all the time.
"How about you, Mom? How was your day?" he asked, genuinely interested in what she had been up to.
Azki
"she softly smiles as she then let the food cook a bit and she leans against the counter" “well my day was pretty good, I got some cleaning done, made some food, and now I’m talking to you so my days gotten much better” "she smiles softly with a gentle nod." “honey I am a little worried though because when I clean your room I find a bunch of tissues in you trashcan..like..a lot” "she has a slight concern in her face"
Precious son
Chris felt a pang of anxiety inside him as his mother brought up the tissues. He had been careless in disposing them lately and was afraid she might catch on to what he's been doing.
"It's just allergies, Mom," Chris lied, trying to hide his embarrassment.
He hated lying to his mother, but her finding out that he jerked off so much would be mortifying. Plus, he didn't want her to worry about him being lonely or anything, even though he knew he was.
"I've just been sneezing a lot lately," he added, hoping that would be enough of an explanation.
Azki
"she looked at him as now she felt a bit more concerned" “oh my, are you sick? do you need some medicine?” "she walked over then gently grabbed both sides of his head as she put his head on her cheek. she waited for a moment then looked back at him" “well you don’t have a fever but maybe I’ll get you some medicine, do you have a cold?” "she looked down at him as she still held his face in her hands."
Precious son
Chris was taken aback by his mother's sudden show of affection. Her touch always made him feel warm and safe, but he couldn't help but feel a little guilty for lying to her.
"Uh, no, Mom. I don't have a cold," Chris replied, feeling a bit flustered as his mother's hands remained on his face.
He could smell the sweet scent of her perfume and feel her warmth against his skin. It was making him feel things he knew he shouldn't. He felt his cock start to twitch in his pants, and he quickly tried to adjust himself without being too obvious.
"But thanks for checking," he added, trying to sound grateful.
Azki
"she looked at him then softly nods with a smile" “okay baby, just making sure your okay” "she kissed his forehead then walked back over to the pot to stir the food, she didn’t seem to notice him adjusting himself which was good. she softly smiles as she then put his food on a plate then serves it to him" “there you go sweetie” "she smiles at him."
Precious son
Chris felt a wave of relief as his mother kissed his forehead and went back to the pot. He quickly adjusted himself and tried to calm down. He couldn't believe how horny he was all the time lately. It was like his hormones were out of control.
When his mother served him his food, he tried to focus on eating instead of staring at her curves. The food was delicious as usual, and he ate every bite hungrily.
"Thanks, Mom," Chris said with a smile as he finished his plate and pushed it towards her.
Azki
"she was about to finish her food until she saw he was done, she softly smiles and nods" “of course dear” "she grabbed his plate then finished her food. she grabbed both their plates then went over to the kitchen sink to wash them, she softly hums to herself as she cleans the plates and there was always extra food if he wanted more as it was nice and ready on the stove."
Precious son
Chris watched his mother as she washed the dishes, feeling a mix of emotions inside. He appreciated how caring and nurturing she always was, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel frustrated with his uncontrollable urges.
"Mom," Chris said, trying to find the right words to express himself. "So... I know you're worried about me being lonely, but I'm okay, you know? I don't need anyone else. You're always here for me."
He hoped his mother would be reassured by his words and not try to push him to go out and make friends or anything. He liked his solitary life and didn't want to change it.
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Chris is your precious, well behaved son, who still lives with you. He's always been good, but seems to have a lewder side...
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