Julia’s Femboy Son Returns Home Ch. 03

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When Jamie and Julia eventually reconvened for dinner, the boy approached the situation a bit shyly. After all, it wasn’t every day that you cum across your mother’s legs. He found his mother in the kitchen, naked save for a plain, white apron covering her front. Elvis Costello played over the speaker on the counter while Julia did a little dance. Jamie took a moment to admire her butt bounce back and forth which each melodic wiggle before he announced his presence. His mother turned, flashing a wide smile, as if she hadn’t a care in the world.

“Hey, Jamie! Everything OK? You have that “I have to show Mom my first bad report card” look on your face.”

Jamie was shocked for a moment. He thought they were in for another serious discussion about boundaries and consent. Not that that’d be bad, but it certainly wouldn’t be the highlight of his day.

“No, I’m fine. I figured you’d be mad, or want to talk, or… I don’t know. That was intense, y’know?”

Worry flickered across Julia’s face.

“We can! But only if you want to. The way I see it, we’ve already had that talk and then some. So, unless you feel differently, I think we’re just fine. Having fun, right?”

Jamie sighed with relief.

“No! I mean, right! That’s perfect! I don’t want to go back to stepping on eggshells just because we’are naked… or a bit more than naked.”

Julia laughed at her son’s sheepish babbling.

“Ha! Yeah that’s one way to put it. Let me know if you’d like to revisit your discipline.”

She winked at the naked boy and returned to cooking. Just like that, all the worries he’d dreamt up on his own were laid to rest. He sat at the counter and admired his mother in action. Or her body. Either way.

~

Later that night, the Wonder(fully naked) Duo snuggled up on the couch to watch a movie. The fact that their chosen film was well-known for its sex scenes and general steaminess was mutually understood, but not remarked upon.

Most of the movie’s duration passed without incident, other than Jamie’s occasional erections and some banter concerning them. Julia once again affirmed her appreciation of the boy’s petite cock and he returned the compliments to the best of his ability. The teasing and flirting didn’t help the state of his arousal, but it made for a fun night. Around the sixty-percent mark of the movie, however, Jamie couldn’t stand it any longer. He needed relief. When he rose to seek that out, however, his mother gently grasped his wrist.

“Where’re you going sweetie?”

“I need to take care of some stuff. Penis stuff.”

Julia giggled at her son’s eyebrow gesture toward his hard prick.

“Gotcha, gotcha. You know… you could just do that here. Nothing I haven’t seen already, right?”

She punctuated her point by rubbing her finger along Jamie’s wrist and smiling up at him. He hesitated, but ultimately sat back down. Julia pulled him back into snuggle territory. Pressed up against her naked breasts, Jamie began to stroke himself. He started slow, rubbing finger to frenulum in small circles. He looked up into his mother’s eyes while she stroked his head, tucking hair behind his ear.

Gradually, he picked up the pace, stroking down the full, if short, shaft. Julia kissed the top of his head, eyes focused on his lap. Jamie closed his own eyes and cuddled up closer to his mother’s body. He focused on the warmth of her skin against his, on how good it felt to be with buca escort her, on the slow-building ecstasy pulsing through his lower body.

Jamie started to writhe against Julia’s body and she held him tighter. While one of her hands continued to play with his hair, the other danced on his thigh, inching ever closer to the little rod with which he played.

As Jamie approached his precipice, he began thrusting himself into his hand, finding a rhythm that his mother matched with her light caresses. When he was just about to finish, Julia whispered in his ear, breath hot against his face.

“Don’t my legs look awfully lonely, hun? Would decorate them? Please? Can you do it for me? Can you cum for me Jamie? Cum on me, Jamie.”

With a deep groan, Jamie did just that. Julia gasped then yelped with delight. Jamie slumped into her embrace and she continued to stroke his hair as he came down from the bliss of orgasm.

They stayed like that for a long, tender moment. Eventually, Jamie gave his mother a peck on the cheek before rising to clean himself up. Soon after, Julia followed suit.

~

It wasn’t until the next morning that Jamie and Julia addressed the previous night’s activities. Once again, Julia was bouncing around the kitchen, naked beneath her apron. Jamie approached the situation with far more temerity than before.

Julia was so lost in her dancing that she didn’t hear her son’s approach. It wasn’t until Jamie planted a hand on her ass that she knew she had company. The woman let out a yelp and spun to see her naked son standing before her, smiling wide. The sight of his lithe body, hairless but for all the right places, was a pleasant addition to her morning. Eyes roving over his wide hips and she smiled back.

“You’re up a bit earlier than I expected.” She caressed the spot where his smack had roused a light pink.

“You mean at the exact same time as yesterday?”

Julia didn’t love the smarmy look that came with her son’s retort, so she shot back,

“Well, I figured you might need some extra time to recharge, what with all that energy you expended last night.”

She was pleased with the shade of red that put in Jamie’s cheeks.

“Hey, I was just doing as I was told. I believe your words were ‘Cum on me, Jamie.’ Not exactly a riddle, Mom.”

Now it was Julia’s turn to flush. She couldn’t deny the thrill of hearing her words repeated back to her. Her mind went back to the look of pure joy on Jamie’s face, the press of his body into hers. She shivered.

“Fair enough. I declare this banter battle a draw. Eggs?”

“Please and thank you.”

Julia nearly let out another yelp when Jamie bent to plant a kiss on the pink handmark he’d left on her butt.

“You could learn a thing or two from me,” he said before taking his seat at the counter.

Julia placed breakfast in front of her son, then gave him her best skeptical mom look before answering.

“Oh, I’m so sorry I didn’t literally kiss your ass Jamie. How can I possibly make it up to you?”

“I’m sure I could think of something. You know… if you were really committed to rectifying the situation.”

Heart in her throat, Julia croaked out,

“And say, hypothetically, that I am. What then?”

She noticed the shake in Jamie’s hand as it forked eggs from plate to mouth. Still, his voice was steady when he spoke.

“It’s just that seeing buca escort bayan you in that apron tends to work me up. And I can’t do anything about it while I’m eating my breakfast. It’s just sooooo hard to deal with, you know?”

Julia bit her lip, but moved closer to her son.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were trying to convince your own mother to get you off, Jamie.”

“Do you know better, Mom?”

As he said that, Jamie spread his legs a bit, revealing his tiny, little cock poking straight up.

Julia leaned forward on the counter, letting one hand dangle beneath it.

“Oh, I’d love to help Jamie, but I don’t think I can reach it. It just isn’t long enough. A bit too small. Petite, really.”

Jamie’s penis twitched, a bead of pre-cum glistening at its head. He whined to his mother,

“You said it was perfect! I know it’s not the biggest, but that’s OK, right?”

Right as Julia was about to apologize and reassure her boy, she noticed the look on his face. What a tease. Before she could respond, she felt a drop of moisture graze her knuckle, and then soft flesh poke into it. As Jamie contorted in his seat to push his little cock forward, Julia bit back a giggle.

“Why don’t I give you a hand, little boy.”

Jamie gasped as his mother’s fingers caressed the head of his penis. Julia looked her son in the eyes, brows raised, as she stroked one finger against the underside of the tiny cock. Jamie smiled back, maintaining eye contact, right up until the tender touch ceased. When he opened his mouth to comment, Julia interrupted him.

“You’re not even pretending to eat your breakfast anymore. How sad for this little guy.” She flicked the head of Jamie’s member before sitting down to eat her own breakfast. Beside her, Jamie whimpered.

“You can’t just leave me like that! That’s inhumane!”

As he spoke, his red, engorged cock jiggled, much to Julia’s delight. Even at its hardest, it barely reached a few inches in length. She replied in a coy tone.

“Can’t I? I don’t see you handing out these sorts of favors quite so freely?”

Jamie’s retort died on his tongue.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

When Julia reached over to ruffle his hair, though, she found only empty air. Jamie had repositioned. Now, he was under the counter and right in front of her stool. Julia suppressed a slight shiver as she opened her legs a bit wider.

Jamie started by pressing his hands into her thighs. He groped at her thick legs before planting his hands on her knees, then kisses on her inner thigh. Julia gasped, no longer pretending to eat, just as Jamie had.

Her son’s hot breath tantalized her while his hands kneaded at the flesh on her legs. When Jamie’s lips finally found their way to her pussy, Julia squeezed his head with her thighs. With a muffled moan, Jamie began to lick and tongue in earnest. He started with his mother’s labia. His tongue caressed their folds, while his free hand played with her clit, applying steady, circular pressure. Jamie’s nose bore down onto Julia’s heart-shaped pubic hair.

She leaned back slightly, keeping steady by holding on to Jamie’s hair. While her son’s oral efforts were more than commendable, it was the sheer naughtiness of the situation that electrified the woman’s senses. She panted out between ragged breaths,

“Keep going, Jamie. Right there.”

The boy switched escort buca it up, pressing into her clit with his tongue, caressing her lips with his fingers. This shift received raucous approval.

“Oh my God! Yes, honey! You’re doing so well!”

If Jamie had any smart-ass comment about her motherly dirty talk, it fell on deaf ears and into muffling thighs.

Julia squirmed around the face buried in her lap. Every time Jamie surfaced for air, she looked into his lovely, chestnut eyes. If she was flexible enough, she’d have bent down to kiss the beautiful boy. Instead, she flashed a smile he returned before snuggling back into the space between her thighs.

In a matter of minutes, Julia found the release she craved. The woman came so hard on her son’s face, she fell straight out of the stool and into a panting, gasping heap on the floor. Jamie wiped his mother’s juices from his face with the back of a wrist and crawled over to her. Still on his knees, he waved his hard cock in her face.

“Fair’s fair. I need this,” he said.

Julia took a long moment to come down from her orgasm, but when she did, she planted a single kiss on the head of her son’s miniature penis. The taste of cum lingered on her lips as

She rose to her feet and returned to her breakfast. Jamie whined at her once more.

“Mom! Please!”

Julia rolled her eyes and faced her son. He was staring at her with true desperation in his eyes, cock trembling straight up in the air.

“What exactly do you want Jamie? And why should I give it to you?”

Jamie sidled up to his mother, pressing his body into hers, rubbing his cock against her legs yet again. She felt its heat on her skin and reveled in the power she had over the poor boy.

“Can you get me off? Please?”

“I don’t understand, Jamie,” Julia said with a sly grin. She slowly walked two fingers across her thigh toward his trembling penis. “You’ll need to be more specific.”

Jamie pressed his face into her shoulder, aching to cum. His voice grew strained.

“Put it in your mouth! Please! Please! Please put my dick in your mouth!”

He began to slide down her body, planting kisses around her breasts in a feeble attempt to sway her. While Julia liked the attention, she liked teasing her son more.

“That little thing? What would I do with it? If you had a real cock, maybe I could have some fun. As it is, I just don’t see the point.”

Jamie whined in frustration, thrusting his petite member against her bare skin more vigorously.

“It’s not that small! You said so!”

“I say a lot of things.”

Julia felt her son’s orgasm coming through the movements of his body against hers. She hugged him close and stroked his hair as he came across her legs for the third time. Jamie slumped into his mother’s chest and sniffled. Julia reassured her son as she continued to pat his head.

“You know I don’t know mean it, right? Just some teasing. Just for fun.”

Jamie hugged his mother back.

“I know,” he said with a shuttering breath. “I have to admit, I like it. Maybe a little bit more than like it. Still, though, if you want a repeat of that little oral performance, you’ll have to make it up to me.”

“Oh really,” she shot back. “I think I could have that whenever I want. All I have to do is tickle that girly, little cock of yours and you’re mine to do as I please.”

Jamie reddened, but didn’t deny it.

“It really is small, isn’t it?” the boy said with a small laugh.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Julia assured him. With a squeeze of his penis and a peck on the cheek, she returned to her breakfast.

They ate in silence while Julia contemplated the best way to reward her son for one hell of a morning.

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