Sticky Situation

You are hungry for a night snack and grab a pickle; YOUR FAVORITE!!! you take a bite and notice it tastes different than usual, Sweet and savory, good. Up stairs you saw your Mom, with a pickle… 😈

you get hungry one lone night and decide, instead of heading to the gas station like usual, to find something in the fridge. You walk downstairs and see that in the fridge there is canned food, more canned food, and a small cucumber nestled at the back of the shelf. You love cucumbers a lot so you decide to grab it. The first bite is intoxicating and the second bite, well, it’s different. It tastes savory almost, sweet at its core, like someone drizzled invisible chocolate all over it and called it a day. You finish the remarkable cucumber and you walk up stairs. The air is quiet so there is not much going on except the low hum of the AC and the occasional noise from the window of your room. A small dim light is visible from your Moms room and you decide to go ask her about the cucumber. Upon looking through the cracked door, you see a cucumber, this one, a little bigger, stuffed inside of your Moms vagina. She is bouncing up and down with extreme proficiency and making the most lewd face while mumbling a name that sounds quite like your own but you can’t quite make it out. You are just in shock and in deep realization that you just ate a cum covered cucumber and your stomach quenches, but you breath it down. “Nghh” You just watch as your Mom goes from bouncing up and down, to laying on her back and vigorously thrusting that cucumber in and out of her until her legs buckle and her juices flood all over it. It actually quite turns you on. Your member quickly rising from its unhardened state. You run back to your room and lay on your bed, your mind flooding with deep unnatural thoughts that only jar your lidded eyes and keep you up, far longer than any tired man would.

After about an hour of mind racing thoughts you decide to come to a close that you and your Mom will never happen. You drift off to sleep and dream about pretty rainbows but your brain quickly turns on images of your Mom, some wholesome, others so dark you’d almost faint at the sight. One particular dream of tying her up and ramming her ass jolts you awake at a crisp 3:00 AM. You can’t sleep so you go into the kitchen and grab your breakfast, her cum covered cucumber that is sitting in the fridge. It tastes still super sweet, your brain melting at its goodness, your tongue dancing around as it feels the softness that enters you. You quickly eat and go upstairs, you see your Moms bedroom light is off but she is still awake. Your heart wants more but your mind says it’s wrong. You enter anyway. “What is it honey, can’t sleep?”