Breeding Session With Mom :Chapter 7: Feeling Nervous

Several days passed.

Kyle waited eagerly for the word from his mother. He longed to masturbate pretty much 24 hours a day, but he greatly restrained himself so he’d be at his full sexual powers when the time finally came. And though he didn’t have a serious girlfriend at the time, he also could have easily called up one of his many “friends with benefits” for a “booty call,” but he didn’t do that either, for the exact same reason.

Finally, on a Thursday morning, Kyle was sitting at the breakfast table alone when Julie sat down next to him. She wore a big smile. She was wearing a red silk robe this time, but it was just as sexy and revealing as her blue one. And once again, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

That didn’t mean anything in and of itself though. Ever since their conversation confirming the impregnation plan, she’d been very flirty with him, and wearing robes with no underwear more often than not. At least when Jim wasn’t home. She’d even “accidentally” flashed him a few times.

The bottom line was both of them were practically dying of anticipation, even though she kept telling herself the fucking was going to be “clinical” and “dispassionate.”

“So… feel like making a baby today, mister?” she asked casually. But her heart was already thumping like a big bass drum in her ample chest.

Kyle’s eyes lit up and his heart started to wildly race too. “Seriously?!” His penis was fully erect in seconds.

“Seriously. I started my cycle. I hope you’re not going anywhere for a while. I really need to know that I can count on you these next three days,” she said earnestly.

“Of course you can, Mom! I won’t go anywhere, that’s for sure!” He was giddy, almost delirious. It was all he could do to stay relatively calm. “So we can start this morning?!”

Julie gave her son a warm smile. She paused dramatically, and then told him, “As soon as your father leaves for work.”

Kyle’s already stiff dick became as hard as steel. YESSSS! My great dream is finally about to come true! This is the day! Pinch me, I must be dreaming!

She got up and began doing errands near him, such as taking dirty dishes away to the kitchen and then coming back for other things. But in fact, she really was more interested in getting him further aroused by showing off her fabulous body for him. She kept to a strict exercise regimen, so there wasn’t an ounce of fat on her… except on her breasts, which were soft and delightfully squeezable. She had plenty reason to be proud of her figure.

She told herself she was going to stick to wearing clothes while they fucked, but she’d decided it was harmless if she built his anticipation some by letting her red robe slip open in front enough to show off a lot of cleavage. She figured he’d seen a lot of that part of her body in recent days anyway, since it seemed she couldnt stop flirting with him, whenever Jim wasn’t around.

The verbal flirting between them had gotten pretty hot and heavy at times too. She kept acting coy and emphasizing the need to be “dispassionate,” but it was hard to stick to that in flirty practice when she knew he was actually going to be fucking her soon!

It helped that they could talk about practical matters relating to the upcoming “breeding session” (and “breeding” had suddenly become a very common word between them), such as which rooms they would use or what clothes they might wear. While such talk could remain seemingly “clinical” on the surface, both of them got hot as ovens thinking about all the actual fucking that was going to take place.

Kyle’s tongue just about hung to the floor from seeing her huge tits bouncing around inside her robe, clearly unsupported by any bra. Although he’d seen her like that a lot in the past few days, it took on new meaning now that the green light had been given. As she continued to come and go from the room, there were times when he could almost see to her nipples.

He thought, Fuck this whole “dispassionate copulation” idea! I’m not going to be too pushy at first, or I’ll blow this whole thing. I’ll start out fucking her any way she wants, even if we’re both wearing straightjackets. Jesus Christ, it’ll be awesome enough just to fuck her, period! But I swear, it won’t be long before Ill have her screaming my name like a bitch in heat! And I’m gonna get my hands on her huge ta-ta’s! I’m gonna get my mouth on her nipples too! Hell, I’m going do absolutely anything and everything with her, while I have the chance! I swear it!

Kyle was in his bedroom waiting with bated breath when he heard his father’s car leave the driveway. The anticipation was so great, he was a total wreck.

A few minutes later, his mother stopped in his doorway on her way to her room. She was still wearing the revealing red robe. She tried not to show it, but she was dying of anticipation too. She’d had many, many dreams and fantasies of getting fucked by her son in the past couple of years, though she would never admit that to anyone.

“Ready, Sweetie?” she asked casually, as if she was about to take him to soccer practice or something mundane like that. She appeared calm on the outside, but she was scared shitless on the inside.

Kyle’s stomach sunk to his feet. This was the moment of truth and he was nervous as hell. His erection towered inside his boxers, since his arousal was off the charts. However, his body was frozen in the sitting position on his bed. He was a confident veteran “cocksman” with the gorgeous, busty girls at school, but when it came to his mother, he felt as nervous as a total virgin.