My Son’s Migraines (Ch 2)

This story is a work of fantasy. None of it is true. Don’t use it for inspiration. Don’t hurt people you love.

[Read Chapter 1 before proceeding]

I had to leave the house early the next morning for a work meeting, so I didn’t see Alex until the evening. I had a hard time focusing during the day. Visions of the night before kept taking over my planned work. One minute I’m reviewing next quarter’s finance reports and the next I’m picturing my son’s hard cock glistening with pre-cum. My cunt was on fire all day. Thankfully the afternoon was packed with meetings that kept me engaged and not thinking about…other things.

I got home around 6pm. Alex was watching YouTube on our large TV and yelled out “Hey Mom!” A few moments later he bounded into the kitchen. We chatted about school, homework, his soccer coach, and other aspects of his day. Everything seemed normal. Better even. I eventually overcame my nerves and asked, “So did the migraine pill work again?”

“Mom,” he said, “it’s great! I feel so much better than with those other pills. The migraine backs off so quickly, and I sleep really well, and I wake up clear-headed instead of foggy. It’s crazy how good I feel. I do have kinda crazy dreams when I take that pill, but they’re not bad, they’re just fun and weird.”

I just smiled at him. “Okay, well let me know if any of that changes. It all sounds too good to be true. I’m so happy the doctor prescribed this medication for you.” I smiled inside as I said this.

The days went on like normal for a couple weeks. Every few nights I’d check on Alex while he slept, not only to be a good mother, but also check if he was getting nighttime erections when he hadn’t taken a migraine pill. Sometimes he would have a “semi,” but never the blanket-raising boner that had become my obsession. I was becoming convinced the pills were causing them.

My mind and body were becoming increasingly sexual. My thoughts were continually flooded by thoughts of Alex’s dick. I was masturbating almost nightly, sometime twice. I re-lived my encounter each time, feeling the surge of his cock as his cum flooded my mouth and tongue. I decided to shave my pussy, something I hadn’t done since I was a teenager.