4 days to go...
Sandy hopes her son has woken up to just how erotic real sex can be listening in on her moans earlier, even if Jacob wasn't necessarily the best lover. Maybe that experience will inspire him to really go out and seek it, find a girl and make her feel special. Sandy was hoping maybe he'd spend the last few days of his summer break before college finding a girl, going on impromptu dates, don't young people do that anymore?
But Jacob just seems to spend every day in his room. Sandy can look on the NetWatcher portal, he's no longer just finding porn and masturbating within a few minutes...he's watching it for hours. And she realizes, its mother son incest porn. The mommy fixation just seems to have gotten stronger, her gambit with Jacob did not have that effect she hoped. She woke something up in him alright. She knows it, and she can't tell him she knows it, and she has absolutely no idea what to do about it. The part of her that finds it erotic she is pushing it deep down, and ignoring, or is she? Why does she find this so hot, her son jerking his dick, to thoughts of Mommy?
Sandy remembers basically every healthy and strong relationship is based on communication, especially one between a mother and son. She decides she needs to talk to him about this fixation. The question is how much can she reveal? She can't reveal she knows what he's doing on the computer all day. She decides she needs to give him some rope and allow himself to reveal what he's thinking. He probably feels as mixed up by this as she does. He probably wants to talk about this as badly as she does, she just needs to provide him with a safe and trusting environment so he can finally do so. Reveal what he's comfortable revealing, and figure out together how to turn this into something healthy for both of them.
She decides maybe the lead-in will be to ask him about any girls at school. Pry there. Maybe he'll use that as an in to discuss his feelings, whatever he's been wanting to share but could not. She knocks on his bedroom door. John yells "just a minute." Sandy can tell he's in the middle of watching something on his computer, he secretly closes it, maybe even gets dressed and then he comes to the door, which wasn't locked...interesting.
"John, I just wanted to talk to you about some things. I am just curious about you and well...your love life. I hope you're not embarrassed but I just am wondering if any girls at school interest you, perhaps? Before you go off to college? The summer before I went to college I had a boyfriend and it was a formative time of my life, so I'm wondering if it's the same for you?" Sandy asked, studying John's face the whole time. He seemed to reveal nothing. "I'm not embarrassed Mom. I'm not interested in girls right now, I want to be single for college. Seems like in a week I'll start meeting brand new girls and I don't want to be tied down. Some of my friends are going to stay together but go to different schools and they just seem afraid to break up." John responded, curious where this conversation was going.
"But still, aren't you interested in some girls? Even as just a temporary thing? Girls like sex too, it's a myth that they don't." Sandy makes John blush with that comment. "What? Are you embarrassed by sex talk with your mother? Sorry your Dad's not here for this.. Look I just want you to find a girl you love, and they love you back, and I want you to have a healthy romance. I am reading about your generation and the things they are being exposed to, on the internet, with those gross dating apps you showed me. It's not a healthy perspective on sex. You might have had this conversation with your dad if he were around but he's not so sorry it's gonna be with your mom. I want to steer you toward a happy life, and most happy lives involve happy sex lives." Sandy speaks from the heart, but doesn't dare discuss the elephant in the room.
"I'm curious about sex. The truth is I haven't kissed a girl even before though and I don't really know how to get one." John looks down. "When you mean curious about sex, what did you do to satisfy that curiosity, son?"
"Look on the internet."
"Look at porn you mean."
"Yes."
"John I've seen my fair share of pornography as an adult and I'll tell you looking at hardcore pornography before you even kiss a girl will give you a warped and unhealthy perspective on sexuality. Porn is fantasy, usually a man's fantasy, and not what real sex is about. It's not going to serve your curiosity, it's going to pervert it. Sex is at its best, an expression of love between two people who care for each other and want to express that love physically and achieve mutual pleasure. It can be to produce a baby obviously but not always, and usually not. Usually it's about connecting with someone. Something that goes deeper than physical stimulation. You will understand it one day I'm sure, you just need to put yourself out there, go on dates, find a girl, care about her, get her to care for you. Staying at home and watching pornography all day will get you nowhere."
John looked Sandy in the eye, He knew then that she knew what he was doing all day. He knew his mom wasn't an idiot but now all doubt was removed. He didn't dare share that it was mommy son porn, but he wanted to let a load off his shoulders and explain. "I know what you mean, I've been watching a lot of porn recently as my curiosity is really starting to get to me. I just don't know what else to do, it's becoming an obsession and I can't stop thinking about it. I don't know how healthy it is." Sandy steps forward and gives her son a big hug. "I love you son, you can share anything with me, any thoughts you might be having about this. I want you to have a healthy sex life and you can't just push down your thoughts and keep them to yourself. What turns you on?"
"Honestly? I like girls that look like you."
"Girls?"
"Women. I want a woman that looks like you. You're so beautiful and I just, I just want you."
"That's so sweet!" Sandy came in and gave her son a big hug. Her pubic mound was inches away from John's cock, and her breasts pressed up against John's chest. The feeling immediately made John hard, and Sandy could feel John's cock grow rubbing against her thigh. She held onto the embrace and tried to use the feeling against her skin to understand the size and girth of her son's cock. She wanted to see it, after weeks of thinking about it, she wanted to finally see it, erect and standing at attention for Mom. She decided she needed to end the pretense and make the first move. "You want Mommy? Tell me what you want to do to Mommy." Sandy moved her hand down John's chest and into his pants and grabbed his cock. She moved her mouth to John's ear and whispered "You want to take this thing and stick in Mommy?"