"Don't lie to your mom, sweetheart. I can tell when you're lying because your voice always becomes shaky."
"I...uh..."
"Baby, it's okay if you are nervous about being close to a woman. But you don't need to worry about it anymore, I promise. I will make sure that you feel confident and comfortable around me and other females."
Oliver lifted his head up from his pillow and looked at his mother in confusion, wondering what was going on.
"Huh? I...don't understand."
However, Mia didn't respond to his question. Instead, she lied between the two on her back and pulled his head to her chest, forcing him to rest it against her big tits.
"W-What are you doing, Mom?"
"Just calm down and let yourself relax. Let your mother take care of you. This is for your own good, honey. Trust me."
Oliver panicked, trying to pull away from his mother's grasp, but she held on tight. As he struggled against her, he could feel his cheeks burning with heat, knowing that his father was watching the whole scene unfold, while his nose was filled with Mia's sensual smell.
He knew that it was wrong of him to feel turned on by the situation, yet, at the same time, something deep inside him craved the softness of Mia's voluptuous body.
The feeling of her bosom pressing against his face, combined with her intoxicating perfume and her sweet words, soothed his mind and body, helping him relax.
As he calmed down, Mia began stroking his messy black hair and whispering loving words, comforting him.
"That's it. That's my good boy. You are so precious to me, honey. You know that, right?"
"Mmhm..." Oliver snuggled closer into his mother's warmth, enjoying the warmth of her flesh against his.
"Then listen to what your mommy says and be a good boy for her. Don't think too much, and don't ask questions either. You just have to follow my instructions, and everything will be okay. Can you do that, Ollie?"
After a brief pause, he nodded, letting her know he understood her words.
"Good. I'm glad. Now, turn your head to the side and take a deep breath."
Oliver hesitated for a moment, not wanting to open his eyes in fear that he would see his dad's disapproving gaze, but he still opened them and looked at him. However, he only saw his father staring back at him with an encouraging smile on his face.
"What are you waiting for, son? Do as your mom says. You are safe and sound here with your parents, who love you very much."
"Y-Yes."
Oliver closed his eyes, tilting his head towards the crook of her neck, and took a deep breath through his nostrils, allowing Mia's wonderful scent to fill his lungs.
It was a warm and sweet smell that reminded him of a spring day while also carrying a hint of something he couldn't quite describe but loved nonetheless.
"Mhmmm..." Mia let out a soft moan as his hot breath blew across her skin. It felt so nice to be this close to him, making her heart flutter with excitement and happiness.
His breathing became heavier as he inhaled her perfume even more, filling his nostrils with the alluring fragrance.
"How does it smell, Ollie? Do you like it?" She whispered into his ear.
"Y-Yes..."
"Great. Now, put your hand on my stomach."
Without hesitation, Oliver placed his left hand on Mia's firm belly but kept his face pressed against her neck, trying to hide his embarrassed expression.
"Don't hold back. Enjoy it, my dear." She wrapped her left hand around his and moved it up and down against her toned midsection, letting him feel every inch of her smooth skin.
As she continued guiding his hand across her body, her other hand held onto his head, keeping it close to her neck, ensuring that he didn't move an inch away from her.
Soon, her guidance loosened, and his fingers roamed his mom's body on their own, exploring, touching, and enjoying the soft skin of the most gorgeous women he's ever seen and smelled.
"Mom..."
"Mhm, that's my sweet baby boy. Don't stop," she cooed, closing her eyes and enjoying every second of Oliver's caresses. "You're doing great, Ollie. Just keep going."
Feeling more relaxed and confident, Oliver began running his fingertips across her underboob, stroking the soft flesh and eliciting another happy moan from Mia.
"Yes. Don't feel shy, baby boy. Stroke my soft tities. Squeeze them hard," Mia whispered into his ear.
Listening to her words, his fingers moved over to her massive right mound and wrapped around it, massaging the tender flesh as she instructed him.
At first, he did so gently, but then he began squeezing it harder until her breast bulged between his fingers.
"Ummmmmh...such a good boy."
The sensation of her softness was driving him crazy as he felt the urge to look at her face. But he stopped himself, trying to hold back because he couldn't stand to be exposed.
Yet, the sudden movement of his head caught Mia's attention, and she smiled, realizing what her son was thinking.
She pushed his face away to see him blushing redder than a tomato, making her giggle.
Then, Mia's gaze moved to Adam and she shot him a wink, signaling to him that she was now going to move onto phase two of her plan.
Adam nodded back, approving her decision.
When Mia returned her attention to her son, she looked into his eyes and smiled.
The very next moment, she grabbed him by the back of his head and forced his lips to hers. Oliver gasped in shock, thinking his mom had lost it when she kissed him.
It was an unexpected turn of events for him, making him stiff as a board on top of her. However, as soon as he began to process what was happening, he wanted to break away from his mom. However, the tenderness and gentleness of the kiss stopped him.