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Mom massaged my scalp.
I released her breast.
"You loved it as a baby too."
"Didn't know I was just practicing, did you?"
She smiled, a beatific smile, "No."
She traced the outlines of my mouth, my nose, ears, chin, and cheeks with the pads of her index and middle fingers. She leaned in, kissed the spots her fingers had just traveled, then rolled me onto my back, moved her full form against me, caught my lower lip with her lips, released it, only to catch it again with her teeth and gently nibble on my flesh. She placed a hand on my forehead, moved my head to the side, kissed me. She explored my neck and ear with nibbles and kisses. She dragged her short nails over my skin, then ran her open palm on my arms, inner thighs, cheeks, ears, neck.
She took hold of my penis. "He feels ready."
"Been ready," I said.
Mom got on all fours, I slipped three pillows under her belly for support, took my place behind her, ran my hands up her flanks, reached for her breasts; they were dripping milk in a steady stream. I skedaddled to the hall closet, returning with towels to place on the bed to catch the flow from her breasts.
I got behind her, stroked her sex with my fingers. She pushed her pussy against my hand, purred. I entered her. When all the way inside I took a second and thanked the cosmos. The world had been so good to me. My life was comfortable and interesting, I had three children with a fourth soon to arrive, and somehow this woman, the most beautiful, the smartest, the most extraordinary person I'd ever know, was both my mother and my lover.
"I love you Mom."
She read my mood in the tone of my voice.
"You're not about to go all sentimental on me, are you?"
"I was thinking about it."
"Okay, but later, right now fuck me. Your mother's hot-to-trot."
As I said, the woman of my dreams.
I pulled back, pushed in, quickly picked up the pace. Mom grunted and everything jiggled, her breasts and belly swayed forward. I thrust into her; she rocked into me. She began sighing deep and long, then she came, her body jerked and shook, a gush of juice flowed around my cock, leaked down her thighs. Her face pressed to a pillow, she grunted and said, "Fuck me son, hard."
I thrust deeply into her. She pushed back; we were one, rushing towards the same goal. I made short, hard strokes in and out of mother's cunt. My cock ignited waves of small intense orgasms deep within her. I snaked my hand between her pregnant belly and thigh to her clit. Mom cried out in pleasure, wiggled and grounded her hips on my cock; I matched my thrusts to her's.
I covered a breast with my hand. The surface was warm and damp; milk leaked into my palm.
"Oh, so, oh son, oh son, YYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!."
Mom, who had been seamlessly flowing through a series of small orgasms, screeched as she was consumed by a final hard earthquake of a climax. Her toes curled, her eyes fluttered open, then rolled back into her head; she bucked. I grabbed her hips, steadied her, and balls painfully tight, began fucking her in a corkscrew motion. Mom's cunt was wet and tight and perfect. My stomach muscles tensed; I was rushing towards a mind bending orgasm. I rocked back, pulling her with me, and all the tension inside me released in one heavenly burst. I came, spewing my seed inside her, unloading stream after stream of semen. I slumped against her body, unable to move, my body tingling, my cock softening within her. Finally I pulled out; our mixed juices dripped out of her.
I lay down, took her hands in mine, kissed them. She lay her head on my shoulder. We both fell into a well-deserved sex-induced sleep.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoWouldn’t this story also apply to hurricane Ian and every other hurricane before and after .
Anonymousabout 2 years agoYou're such a good writer! Have you ever thought about writing a story about a mom, who being a bit of a closet exhibitionist, decides that teasing her son is fun? You can see where the story would go.
Foxterot7aover 2 years agoThis is a beautiful, romantic love story. The respect, passion and erotic intimacy between mother and son was exceptionally well developed and described. The tenderness and softness of their sexual exploration was incredible. Throughout this story, the emotional intimacy and erotic sexual desire was logically developed. I thoroughly enjoyed the pregnancies of the couple. This story reflected the perfect incestuous relationship between mother and son.
Anonymousover 3 years agoThe inbreeding risk is lower than the people think. The new genetic evidence debunk this.
The risk will be higher in the third generation inbreeding, the first generation risk only could be higher at seriouse gene defects only. The Down and Edwards syndroms are higher risk at the 35 years older women than the first generation inbreeding.
The Mother pregnancy from Son has 3 aspects wich is more than the siblings and the father daughter pregnancies, which is generaly only 2.
The first aspect is the seriouse genetic background. If the Mom and Son (Father-Daughter, Brother-Sister) are Thalassemia carriers which is heritable, they can have 25% risk for thalassemic children who will live average only 20 years. A good genetic counseling organisations can help to avoid such situations. However a Mom Son (Father Daugher, Brother Sister) couple how could go to visit an official genetic advisor”s office to ask help at criminalizated law situation in the most countries!
The second aspect is the inbreeding questions. There are experiences the first generation inbreeding has almost smilar genetical risk as to be becoming total exogamous parents. The higher inbreeding risk will be at the third generation only.
In this case the social stigmatisation could be the problem. Example to understand well me: Sibings have daughter and son (first generation) their children love each other so they will have daughter and son again (second generation). The daugher and brother of the second generation siblings (third generation) would be better to become exogamouse parents with not close relatives. How to find such partner who accepted such husband or wife who comes from inbreeding families? It is difficult for the social stigmatisation!
The Mother Son (and the elder Sister Brother) couples have a third aspect. For all women over 35 years of age the Down and Edwards syndroms risk increases. Nowdays new laboratory tests were devel
oped to detect in the early pregnant state. If the test result is positive the abortion is possible and the Mom Son couple can try again to get pregnant for newer baby l who could be healthy from Down or Edwards syndroms ittle time later. Here the religious faith could be obstacle for HEALTHY KIDS to refuse the abortion!
If the first generation Mom Son couples freely could use genetic counseling and they could use test laboratories for investigation of the Down and Edwards syndroms at the early pregnancies , because of the low level genetic risk, generally THE KIDS WILL BE HEALTHY !
The most important to abolish the criminalization of the love in more and more countries!
Appendix There are a village in Europe, wich was founded by a couple and during about 350 years ago almost the cousins married each others and untill 1960s and the antropogists do not find big problems, due to the possible good genetic background of the founder couple.
