She came up close to him in front of the salesgirl and began wildly kissing him. Jacinda was all over his face, madly kissing and smooching his lips. It was a sloppy, wet smooch on his mouth. Their tongues met again and their eyes were closed. This mother and son were now making out in front of the store clerk, Tarra. Tarra just rolled her eyes, and excused herself walking away from them.
Hunter was pleasantly surprised at the sudden burst of raunchy enthusiasm in his mother. He wasn’t complaining, he loved when she partakes, even if he liked to be in control. Once their lips separated,
Hunter: Wow mom, you really are a great kisser. That was awesome.
Jacinda: Good. I want my boyfriend all for myself. I love you honey.
Hunter figured his mother was envious and possessive over him, because of how much Tarra flirted with him. They walked out of the store together, with Hunter’s arm around his mother’s waist. As they’re walking around the mall to find their next store…
Hunter: Mom, that girl was hot no doubt. But she’s not as hot as this sexy milf by my side. Were you jealous when she was flirting with me?
Jacinda: I guess I was honey. The way she was looking and talking to you, I heard her laugh with you when I was in the fitting room getting changed, it just made me uncomfortable. I love you and I love how our relationship has changed in the last couple of days. I just fear it will all go away if you find a pretty young girl your age.
Hunter: You don’t have to worry about that mom. There may be prettier, hotter girls in the world. But none as hot and gorgeous as you.
Jacinda: Hunter, let’s be honest, I’ve only been average all my life. Even in my younger days, in university and now. I’m nothing special. I’m not fat, I workout but I’m not slender like I was in my early 20s. After I had you, I put on a bit extra around my hips and as I’m getting older it’s just harder to get rid of these stubborn little love handles.
Hunter had his arm around her waist and grabbed her love handles and squeezed them in his hands.
Hunter: You mean these, mom? I love these. Just more of you to love, more of you to grab, more of you to have fun and play with.
Jacinda blushed at her son’s brazen compliments for her. Her insecurities about her own body were the things her lover appreciated. At the same time, she was nervous and embarrassed being grabbed like that in public with her nipple-clamped earrings poking out through her semi-transparent top and her thick thighs and legs exposed out in public. Hunter continued…
Hunter: Besides, what sets you apart from these other hot younger girls is the fact that you are authentic and genuinely you. All these girls have so much makeup on, they get butt and boob implants, tattoos, fake tan, piercings in an attempt to stand out and get attention. But when they all do it, they blend in the crowd. You, you’re different. You’re all natural. You’re beautiful just the way you are and I want nobody else in the world other than you.
Jacinda was getting teary eyed listening to her son sing praises of her beauty. She never thought she would be appreciated the way he was after the initial years of her relationship with his father. Once they got married she had nobody to appreciate her and cherish her. Now, all these years later, her own son loved her more than anybody else ever had.
Hunter: Don’t forget, Mom. There may be many girls around me, pretty, hot, sexy. But they’re just girls. You, you’re my Mother. My own Mother. And that’s special. They can never beat that. My mom is the only person in the world I want to be with. I love you.
Jacinda couldn’t hold it any longer and jumped into her son’s arms to push her lips firmly on his. She was so in love with his words, she had stopped caring that they were in a public place. PDA was another taboo for her conservative, traditional values growing up. And here she was, madly, passionately kissing a man, 24 years her junior. And this man happened to be her own son.
As they stood by the fountain in the middle of the shopping mall, the mother and son continued their lip lock that felt like forever. Their tongues fondling each other, tasting each other’s saliva. Jacinda had her eyes closed and her arms around the back of Hunter’s hair and his neck, while he played with her waist, slowly grabbing her butt. Hunter continued going lower and his hand now firmly on her left butt. The only thing separating his palm and her naked butt were her light blue lace panties and the thin material of her floral short mini-skirt.
Hunter, in his passionate liplock with his mother squeezed her left butt, which made Jacinda moan and shudder and break their kiss. She felt the sting from his teeth that he had firmly marked on her ass from the day before. It was still fresh, still sore, still hurt. But a couple of seconds after the initial agony, she just smiled staring directly into her lover’s eyes. She had tears in her eyes with all the love her son was showering on her with his words. Words of affirmation was her primary love language after all.
Jacinda: Oooph.. that one’s still fresh… stings a little.
Hunter: And, do you like it?
Jacinda: (Smiling) yes I do.
Hunter: That’s another thing mom. You’re not just my girlfriend and lover. You’re my sex slave mother.
Hunter said it out rather loud, out in public. Which again made Jacinda nervous and embarrassed as her eyes darted around to make sure nobody heard him.
Jacinda: Let’s go to the next store baby.
They continued shopping for a couple of hours making loads of purchases. Roaming around the mall as lovers, hand in hand, kissing, hugging all throughout their time there. The new lovers couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. This was the first time in Jacinda’s 42 years of life, someone had accompanied her for shopping. She would usually go alone or with a couple of her girl friends.
Hunter took special interest in what Jacinda was going to wear. As her lover, her Master and her son, he wanted to make sure her natural beauty accentuated in anything she would wear. Their shopping trip included purchasing a number of things. Lots of silk and satin camisoles, some ribbed tank tops, lots of crop tank tops, some flowy crop tank tops. A lot of spaghetti strap tops, some high-waisted skirts and shorts. A few tube tops, a bandeau top, lots of bralettes. The bralettes included some that were crochet, some pure cotton, some silk, some polyester. Some low-cut tops in many colors. A few bodysuits.
Hunter also made sure to buy a few wrap dresses, a shift-dress, some A-line short dresses and a sheath dress. He loved watching his mother in off-the-shoulder dresses and mini-dresses. They got her a few bodycon dresses and a couple of rompers, a few sandals, some stilettos, some open toe heels and lots of accessories in necklaces, earrings, waist-chain, body chains and anklets. The wrap and mini-dresses were all low-neck with a V at her chest.
On the contrary, Hunter only purchased a wrist-watch for himself. As they were walking out towards the parking lot, finished with their shopping trip, Hunter noticed a shop with no banner on it. It was just a gray wall with no display and just a door that had a sign that read “Enigma Toys”. Both Hunter and Jacinda were perplexed as to why a “Toy shop” didn’t have aggressive branding and popping colors to attract kids. Curious to find out, Hunter tried to open the door, but it seemed to be locked. There was a white bell to the right of the door, which Hunter pressed. Jacinda stood behind him with her hand in his. The door opened and the mother and son walked into this unknown, creepy looking store.
As soon as they walked in, they were greeted by a black curtain and a lady wearing an all leather body-suit and cat-mask, checking their ID’s. She looked at them funny when she noticed Hunter’s ID showed his date of birth in 2004 and Jacinda’s 1980. Once their ID-checks were complete, she led them in behind the curtain.
As soon as they walked in, Hunter and Jacinda were in absolute shock and awe. They had just entered an adult, sex-toy store. Looking around, they could find a lot of pocket-pussies, dildos, vibrators, catheterization simulators, kegel weights, blow up dolls, condoms, lubricants etc. Hunter was extremely curious and his mother, Jacinda standing behind him was nervous and shy. She had never been to such a store and her small collection of dildos and vibrators were all ordered online. She was embarrassed not only to be physically present in an adult sex toy store, but also anxious and excited to be there with her own son.
As they continued walking and surfing through the store, they went past another red curtain separating that second with the next. That’s when Hunter’s eyes popped out of his head. They saw handcuffs, riding crops, canes, chains, anal hooks, buttplugs, cages, bondage chairs, benches, a sex swing, a spanking bench, a hanging bondage stockade, an allen’s cross, a medieval dungeon suspension bar, some spreader bars, collars, armbinders, nipple clamps, electrostimulation wands, clit suction toys, sex dolls, spanking paddles, enema kits and a lot of accessories.
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