A talk with his mother.

Alex pulled forward and stood, unsteadily. On the table, his father's letter fluttered and fell silent besides the newspaper, Nurture. "Some kind of crazy cult", Alex said half-unconsciously as he processed things aloud. Prying his mom's fingers from his chest, Alex stumbled from the kitchen.

"STOP!", Eva called out sternly. "We are going to talk this through, right now!" she exclaimed. Alex paused now in the living room, parquet flooring beneath him, uncertain which direction to go. His bedroom door, down the hall, was appealing. He could close, lock the door and rest from all this chaos in his head. Laying on his own bed, he could play through all the scenarios privately and rub his member. Peacefully, ignore his mom for a while and then take a nap. Or, the front door would lead him away and make all these crazy feelings safe from temptations and stupid decisions. Maybe the library or the gaming store downtown could take his mind off this. Just... not... think.

But as he dithered, his mom promptly grabbed his hand and led him purposefully to a sectional western themed couch, with brown and appaloosa pillows. She sat first primly on the right end, and strongly pulled Alex down beside her. Her eyes bright and clear, she SHUSHED his denials.

"Enough with all this, Alex, it is past time that we sort all this out. You can't go on this way!". With surprising strength, she maneuvered until Alex's head was resting on her lap. She pulled his legs across the couch until he was comfortable, and threw a thick, white sheepskin throw across him to quiet his fidgeting. Alex had begun to shiver after being handled like a child.

Looking up, he couldn't see his mother's face. Her jutting breasts obscured his line of sight to her eyes, which curiously made it easier for him to talk as she started her line of suggestive questions.

"Alex!, I'm worried about you." Eva rested her hand on his chest over the white throw and continued, "you're of consent age, you can't just ignore anymore what is going on."

Sighing, Alex settled back with his head on her lap, looking up. He stared up at the underside of a far-overstretched sky-blue blouse. Her chest rose and fell as she talked in comforting voice, and his heart rate began to slow from the frantic beats of just a moments before. He tried to relax and pay attention as his mother slipped her left hand under the throw.

"Honey, your father being a Boobslave isn't really a shock, is it?", Eva asked gently. She went on, "We need to be honest with each other, I'm your mother." "Do you like girls?" she asked.

Alex snorted quickly, "Of course I do." he answered quickly. "God, what a question." He went to pull himself up but his mother pressed him back firmly onto her lap.

"Well, you know sex isn't like in those old movies anymore, right honey?", she pressed on. Her hand slipped to his belt and dexterously unfastened it as she kept up her questions.

"Is it, you know, a woman's bottom then that get's you aroused?" She paused, thoughtfully, as the belt was undone and then eased off his waist. "Blessed women don't like getting, you know, sodomized!" "It hurts more for them, I know it would hurt more for me now." she confided softly. "I don't know, it all seems to have tightened up down there." She drifted for a moment, lost in thought.

Alex had let his mom take off his belt as she asked such embarrassing questions. It was good he couldn't see her face or let her see his. He was blushing red and working his mouth to answer, but the voice came late and dry. "Mom, I mean, I think about that sometimes but it isn't like I dwell on that all day. A lady's butt can look sexy, but staring at the hole is kind of gross. It's not what I want, mostly. Mom, I'm not an Ass guy."

"Good, good, honey." Eva answered, almost cooing. "What about... honey, what about a woman's mouth." She paused again, touching her lips softly, then flipping open his pants button and unzipping him under the throw. With a knowing hand, she felt his penis with her left hand. Judging his reaction to her words by feel, she continued "Do you want to push your penis into a woman's mouth... oral sex, is that what you want?" Her voice dropped a bit and got louder. She started stroking his cock through his underwear, slowly, to see how it grew. Testing him.

"I don't know, mom" Alex answered uncomfortably, "I guess it would feel really good. I'm sure lots of guys want that more than anything, but I don't focus on that too much." Alex's cock responded to his mother's touch as he kept staring up at the undersides of her boobs. When he paused in answering, he gave into temptation, moving his face once against the bottom of her jutting tits to feel them rub against him. Her breasts were heavy and pliant against his face.

"Baby," Eva cried, "you don't know where that can lead!", she exclaimed, raising her voice. "A blessed one's chemistry is different now than before!" She went on, her breasts heaving more rapidly as she got excited, "Putting a penis in her mouth can do just about anything to her. Make her sick, maybe. Or dizzy and weak, or super horny, or furiously angry. Each woman is different because the blessing wasn't meant for that." She furrowed her brows in concern, "I'm glad you don't 'focus' on that then. Just be careful..." With that, Eva patted Alex's cheek with her right hand, and ran her fingertips gently to his mouth. Then her right hand fell away, absently.

Alex risked another rub of his face against his mother's breasts as she didn't seem to notice and GOD, they felt hot and warm and squishy. His breath was making her blouse wet and sticky from all that trapped moisture.

Both stayed silent for a time, Eva quietly stroking her son's cock in a slow rhythm. Her breathing was deep and steady.

"Son, do you want to... fuck girls? Like making a baby?" she finally asked directly. Her hand moved a bit faster now on his cock as she asked the question. Forward and back along the cock's stalk, her hand brought his member mostly erect now. Eva felt relieved that she could stare toward the tenting of the throw over his cock without him following her gaze. Up and down, her hand moved as her chest began to rise and fall faster. She wished she could see his cock.

"Mommy", he mumbled now into her chest, "I know it would feel really good to... do that with a girl and I'd do it with the right girl." Then he didn't talk for a minute as he nuzzled her breasts with his nose poking into the bottom of her cleavage. "But I don't really like staring at an exposed vagina. Should I want to... fuck?" Alex started flexing his ass muscles in sympathy to his mother's strokes, his butt raised up from the couch. A drop of pre-cum formed on his cock-head, now sticking out past his gray briefs.

"Alex honey, if you need to make babies then they'll send you to a procreation farm.", Eva said worryingly. "You'll be put to stud. I'd never see you... I am really happy to know you don't want to stare at... pussies." She paused and tried to feel something from her own pussy but it was only mildly aroused. "Honey, Blessed ones don't get all wet and aroused down there much anymore." "A Blessed's erogenous zone has shifted." Eva dropped her shoulders and leaned forward as she spoke again huskily. "Breasts, honey, its all in our big breasts now."

Eva started rolling her fat and bulbous breasts across Alex's face as she spoke. "We Blessed one's have to have our breasts satisfied." "Do you like big boobs?" She kept going without taking a pause "Do you like big tits, Alex?" "Big, fat titties?" She scrunched them on his face, suffocating him so that he'd have time to think. Her hand slipped under his underwear and grasped his cock directly, gently.

Alex's cock jumped and spilled more pre-cum as she spoke. His balls tightened as her stroking felt so much better with his underwear moved out of the way. He gulped air just before the heavy press of her jugs blackened his vision and compressed his mouth with firm, soft pillows covered in blue silk. Then, suddenly, Eva's other hand pulled up the bottom of her blouse as she raised her torso upright a moment. Her wet and oily breasts were visible bulging over her red satin bra. She extended the blouse over her son's head and eased herself down again, comfortably.

"Yes, mother" Alex cried, "I love big tits!" he managed to cry before they crushed down again onto his face. Eva's hand gripped a bit tighter on his cock as she stroked him.

"And my tits", Eva exclaimed, "Do you like my big tits?" Eva started rocking her torso forward and back to jostle her breasts into her son's face. Over and over, her tits collided with his forehead, his eyes and nose pressed into her cleavage. Only her satin bra separated them from allowing her nipples to rub against his cheeks. Her sweat and oil pooled onto the bridge of his nose, tickling down to his mouth. It tasted sweet and tangy.

Eva paused in stroking her son's cock, withdrew, and jammed that hand down the top of her blouse past the open buttons, wetting her hand in the sweat and oil collecting in her deep glistening cleavage. Dripping, her hand then quickly returned under the throw and resumed touching his throbbing penis. Her breasts began pummeling his face as she worked hard to cover his head in soft, mother's breasts.

Alex nodded and shouted between boob squeezes, "Mommy!", "I love you!", "Your big tits!", "I Love your tits", "Your mommy tits."

"But I don't wan't to be a ****!" Alex tried to warn her as his excitement got higher. "Mom, I love your tits". "But I don't wanna be a ****!" He was starting to stutter as he repeated himself uncontrollably.

Eva smiled in glee, stroking him quickly. "Do you know what it means to make love to a lady's breasts?", "Son?" She taunted him now, for of course everyone knows about titfucking. "Do you, honey?" She was rubbing forcefully on his cock with her left hand. Eva's right hand reached this time under her blouse, and pulled hard onto her red satin bra. The cup peeled back from a thick, swollen nipple that she guided into her son's open mouth.

Alex couldn't answer, lost in the feeling of his mother's touch. Rubbing, her nipple became his world as it descended onto him. Yielding to his lips, her nipple slid wetly across his mouth until he opened and suckled. Her areola smooshed against his cheek and chin.

"Honey, you put your cock between them" she hissed. "You put your cock between big fucking titties and you fuck them back and forth." Eva's voice deepened huskily as she spoke, now rhetorically to her son as she sought to get him to climax. Teasing, she kept saying "It's called Titfucking, honey. Fucking tits, would you like to fuck big, soft tits?"

Alex humped back against his mother's ministrations, mouth jerking up and back into her fat jug. Sucking hard, he of course couldn't answer.

Eva kept going, "What about my tits, son?" "Do you want to fuck my big jugs?"

"Fuck my big jugs?", "Honey!" she said again, now more loudly. "Do it, honey!" "DO MY... FUCKING... FAT.... JUGS!"

Alex came in Eva's hand. Spurting, he still couldn't answer as his face was enveloped in her chest. Cum spurted up into her hand, onto his belly and pants making it more wet and sticky. The odor of Eva's oily sweaty hand and his cum wafted quickly under her blouse and made Alex burn with more desire. His cock stayed hard and his tongue was prodding her jugs as he sucked her sliding jugs.

After cumming, Alex released his suckling and finally answered, "No." Weakly. Unconvincingly, he murmured "No, no, no."

Eva slowed after he came, her jugs tingling in unfulfilled hunger. She pulled her hand out from under the throw. Then, she eased her blouse back to be between her son and her breasts again.

Alex shifted away ashamed, self conscious of the mess he made.

Eva pulled firmly on her bra with her hands now under her blouse, getting her bra cups back over her fat boobs. Luxuriously, she then smeared his cum juice across her cleavage. Shuddering, her body came and her mind cleared.

"ALEX!", she said sharply, "tomorrow I am taking you to a sex therapist." "I think I know what you need but we have to follow the rules."