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To the outside world Becky Loudon was a typical middle class mother; divorced with one son and living in a small town in a friendly community. The neighbors were friendly enough and gossiped about each other like people in all neighborhoods. Becky liked the neighborhood, but didn't know many people, which was okay with her. She was pretty much like them with one exception; she had an overwhelming desire to make love to her son.

It started two years earlier, after Becky's son John graduated from high school. He was a handsome boy, tall for eighteen years and looked older. His blue eyes, brown hair and strong facial features made him very popular with the ladies. Although not a straight "A" student, he had always done well in school. He played soccer and spent his spare time reading and exercising. Becky was proud of him and they became close when his father left her for a young slut. Becky wasn't sure exactly when her view of her son started to change. It might have been an incident that occurred after his eighteenth birthday. She had walked into his room and saw him lying on his workout bench lifting weights. He was busy and didn't notice her standing just inside the doorway. From her view of his legs she could see the muscles in his calves and thighs straining and glistening with sweat. Her eyes, almost u*********sly, traveled up his body. When she reached his midsection she almost gasped. He had on a pair of very tight stretch workout shorts and the bulge in the center was clearly outlined. As much as she wanted to she could not draw her eyes away. It had been quite some time since she had had real sex, although she did pleasure herself often with a vibrator she kept hidden in her underwear drawer. Now staring at her son's clearly outlined testicles and cock made her quiver with unwanted pleasure. From that time on, as much as she fought it, her dreams were of her son.

For several years Becky chastised herself for her wanton thoughts about her own son, but that didn't change anything. She wondered if there was something wrong with her and if she needed to seek help. Then something happened that changed everything. She was surfing the Internet one day and decided to visit an erotic story site. It was not the first time she had done so, but this time she searched the category for mom/son i****t stories. She found several from one particular author and began to read. Before she was very far into the first story she was rubbing her pussy. The story portrayed a mother similar to her who agonized over her feelings toward her son. Eventually the mother had given in and made love to her son. The story really struck home with Becky. By the third climax she was exhausted. Still she went to bed that night and masturbated again, this time with John in the place of the son in the story. The following day she was reading the stories again and incredibly at the end of the story, the mother became pregnant with her son's c***d. That was not something Becky had allowed herself to consider. But it must have been buried somewhere deep in her mind because the thought of being impregnated by her own son excited her like nothing ever had, so much so that she climaxed several more times before she fell into an exhausted sleep.

For the next week, Becky read more of the author's stories and then looked at the statistic's and comments sections. She was surprised to find that the i****t stories were the most downloaded of all stories. In fact, several of this author's i****t stories had been downloaded almost two million times each. It occurred to Becky that there were at least two million people who liked i****t stories as she did. When she read the comments she was also surprised that many of them were from women. Some were thanking the author for making them feel like they were not alone and giving them the courage to act on their desires. Suddenly, Becky too realized that she was not alone. If all these people found i****t exciting, could it be so wrong, she wondered. From there Becky did more research and found that i****t was not as uncommon as many people thought. She found that it had occurred throughout history and in some countries it was rampant. Many of the royalty in Europe were born as a result of i****t. Even in the ancient world i****t was rampant. All of this was quite an eye opener for her.

After her research Becky found that she was more excited then before and her dreams and fantasies became very graphic and, of course, always involved John. She wrote to the author of the stories and told him of her fantasies. He forwarded her several more stories, which encouraged her to act on her fantasy. Becky, embolden now, began to plan on how to seduce her son. She printed and then left several of the stories lying around to see what happened. Over the next several days she found that the stories had been moved and she was certain that her son had seen them, if not read them. She was so excited she could have climaxed at a single touch. The following day she grew even bolder and took off her pink panties and left them under the desk where the stories were lying. Later, after her son had come home and gone to his room, she checked and realized, with great excitement, that her panties were missing.

Later that evening she noticed her son gazing at her with what might have been desire, but she couldn't be sure. When she went to take shower that night she opened the hamper to throw in her panties and saw the pink panties lying on top. With a trembling hand she reached down and picked them up. She gasped ... the crotch was soaked with what had to be sperm. As she stared at what she thought was fresh cum she found her shaking hands bringing the panties closer to her mouth. Suddenly she stuck out her tongue and tasted the creamy liquid. Oh my God, she thought, it is cum. Her hands were trembling as she pulled the panties from her mouth and on impulse stepped into them pulling them up her thighs. A gasp escaped her lips when the sticky fluid reached her freshly shaven pussy mound. She reached down and pressed the sodden crotch to her pussy and then she rushed to her bedroom and threw herself onto the bed. Without closing the door fully she began to masturbate. She pressed the sodden cloth to her swollen pussy as she rubbed her clit. She could feel her son's sperm smearing across her smooth flesh and some even drip down her lips. Then she pushed the crotch into her pulsing opening, forcing some of the sperm inside her. The realization that she was pushing live sperm into her unprotected pussy took her over the top. She gasped and moaned as waves of pleasure rushed over her. When one climax ended, another began until she almost passed out. When she finally recovered and opened her eyes she thought she saw movement outside her door. Could that be John, she wondered? Incredibly the thought of that made her slip her hand between her legs and she began all over again.


Several days later Becky had fallen asleep on the sofa a few minutes before John came home. He awoke her with a kiss. Becky stretched and groaned, saying that her muscles were sore for some reason. John smiled and asked if she would like a massage. Of course she said yes, but a bolt of excitement went through her because she knew that the most recent story had a scene where the son had given his mother a massage. She wondered if he had read that part and if so what he was planning. The two of them went upstairs where Becky got on the bed on her stomach.

"Uh ... I can't give you much of a massage with all those clothes on," John said.

Becky giggled and said, "I guess not." With that she stood up and began to unbutton her blouse. She saw John's eyes on her as she slowly opened her blouse to reveal her white bra. The bra was rather thin and she knew that her nipples could be seen through the gauzy material. Instead of being shy she thrust her chest out slightly and felt a chill of excitement. That made her nipples even harder. Now they were obvious and poking through the material. Becky felt her pussy begin to swell with excitement. Her hands slowly went to her skirt but then she hesitated. "Uh ... should I pull my skirt up or ..."

John didn't let her finish and said, "Take it off."

Becky was trembling as she tried to unbutton the fastener on her skirt. After several attempts she got it lose and then unzipped the zipper. She turned around to hide her flushed face as she dropped the skirt to her feet and stepped out of it. Feeling her son's eyes on her ass made her pussy quiver and she worried that her panties were getting wet.

She knew her panties had slipped between her cheeks so she reached back and pulled them out, smoothing the thin material over her ass cheeks. Because the material of her panties was so thin she knew that when she turned around John would be able to see the outline of her pussy. In fact, like her ass, the panties had slipped between her lips, which she didn't remove. She turned around to face her son. A chill of excitement rushed through her when she saw his eyes dart from her tits to her pussy. The room grew quiet as the sexual tension rose quickly. "Uh ... you want me on my stomach first?" she asked, breaking the silence.

John's mouth opened but he didn't answer.

She let him stare for a moment more and then quietly climbed onto the bed and lay down on her stomach. She felt the weight of her son as he climbed onto the bed too and then straddled her, like in the story, almost sitting on her waist. Becky jumped at the first touch of John's hands on her flesh. He began by slowly massaging her shoulders and then worked down her spine.

"This is getting in the way," he said as he pulled on the back of her bra strap and let it snap back. Then without asking he began opening the clasp.

Becky tried to control her breathing as she felt the elastic spring free and flip to the side. But John didn't stop there. He tugged at her shoulder straps until she rose up and allowed him to remove the bra and toss it to the floor. Now Becky was topless with her son straddling her back. She could feel her heart beating hard as her nipples rubbed against the blanket under her. She moaned as John began to massage her back again, slowly working down her spine. When he could go no lower he moved until he was straddling her thighs. Suddenly she felt his hands on her panties and he began to tug. Oh my God, she thought, he's pulling my panties down. Almost without thinking she lifted her hips and allowed her son to take her panties off. Now she was totally naked and trembling.

"I love your ass," John whispered so softly that Becky could barely hear him. But she had heard him and her pussy throbbed.

"Oh God, John," she gasped as his hands came down to her ass cheeks and he began to massage them. He squeezed and kneaded her soft ass flesh for a long time. Then Becky felt him pulling her cheeks apart and suddenly she knew he could see everything. Her son was staring at her asshole and her half hidden pussy. She could feel juice seeping from between her now swollen pussy lips. She held her breath when she felt her son's fingers slipping down her cheeks until the tips of his fingers were almost touching her rear hole. Then he moved a little lower, brushing his fingers against her outer lips. Again Becky gasped. For a second she thought he was going to slip a finger into her. If he had she knew she would have climaxed. But instead he moved lower on her thighs, pushing them further apart. Becky felt incredibly exposed at that moment, but also incredibly excited. Then she felt something. It was gentle and light. Oh my God, he's kissing my legs, Becky's mind screamed. Even if she wanted she couldn't stop him now. Her legs moved apart involuntarily as her son began to kiss the back of her leg, moving slowly upward. He paused at the sensitive area behind her knees before moving higher. Soon he was near her ass cheeks again. Another gasp escaped her lips when his mouth and then tongue touched her trembling ass cheeks. He kissed and licked the hot flesh until Becky could take no more. She twisted and then flipped over until she was on her back. She started up at her son who had a smile on his face. For a moment no one spoke. She allowed her son to stare at her nakedness. Then she reached up and grabbed his arms.

"Kiss me," she whispered. To Becky the words sounded like they were coming from someone else. She knew she couldn't be telling her son to kiss her. But she was, and he did kiss her.

A moment later their lips were locked together. She wasn't sure whose tongue entered whose mouth first, but within a moment it didn't matter. Their lips and tongues were dueling as they gasped for breath. Becky felt John's hand cover one tit. She wanted him to suck it but she didn't want to break the kiss. It was the sweetest and best kiss she had ever experienced. It made her head spin and her pussy quiver. John squeezed her nipples until they were rock hard. Then he pulled away breathlessly.

"You want me to suck your tits, Mom?"

"Oh God, yes, please," she gasped. Suddenly there was no going back. She knew she could not stop him from making love to her now. All thoughts were washed away and another gasp escaped her lips as her son's mouth found her hard nipple. She pulled his head tight and pressed her flesh into his devouring mouth. He sucked one nipple until it was throbbing and then moved to the other. Becky's chest heaved upward as her son kneaded and sucked her tit. He moved his face between the two large orbs and began to lick there. Then he was sucking the other tit again. From one to the other he traveled until both tits were soaked with his saliva.

Becky was boiling hot and she had to have him. She no longer cared if it was right or wrong. She pushed him away. With her face a mask of wanton lust she said, "I want you. Take your clothes off. I want you to fuck me. Will you fuck your mother, John?"

"Oh God, Mom, you don't know how long I have fantasized about you saying those words." With that John jumped up and stripped in record time.

Becky gasped when she saw his virile and rock hard cock spring from his shorts. It was bigger than she imagined. The head was swollen and red and his balls were churning. She watched as he walked closer to the bed, his cock bouncing up and down hypnotically. God, this is my son, Becky thought, and I am going to fuck him. Becky opened her arms to him. He crawled onto the bed and quickly positioned himself between her legs. Then he leaned down and kissed her again, pressing his body to her tits. When he pulled away he lifted his hips up and looked down at her.

"Take my cock and put it in your pussy," he said.

Becky, trembling at his words, reached between them and found his pulsing cock. She moved it up and down between her wet and swollen pussy lips and gasped out a moan of pleasure. Then she put the head at the entrance of her pussy. She looked up at her son and almost screamed, "Fuck me, fuck me, oh God, John fuck your mother!!!"

John pushed down, forcing his cock into her waiting pussy.

"Johnnnnnnnnn" she screamed as his long cock went all the way into her in one movement ... all the way to the bottom. It took her breath away. Becky grabbed his ass and held him tight as her hips bucked upward, forcing his cock even harder to the bottom of her canal. She held him deep for a moment until she could catch her breath. Then she let go. He knew what to do. She felt his sweet cock slipping out of her, only to plunge back in quickly. "Yes, yes, yes, fuck me."

"Oh God, Mom, I'm fucking you. It's not a dream. I'm really fucking you," John moaned as he began to pump into his mother.

"Yes, yes, you are fucking your mother and she loves it. I have dreamed of this for so long. Fuck me hard, baby."

Becky joined John's plunging hips and moved her hips upward to take each downward stroke. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs but was afraid the neighbors would hear, so she whimpered and cried out in pleasure.

The room quickly filled with the grunts and groans of the two lovers. Their hips slapped together and there was a sucking noise as Becky's wet pussy produced more and more juice. Becky was overcome with love and passion. Her head spun and her body trembled. I'm really fucking my son, she thought. That thought was more than she could take and her body began to convulse. Her head felt like it was going to explode as a kaleidoscope of colors flashed behind her tightly closed eyes. She pushed upward one last time, taking her son's cock as deeply as possible. Suddenly she was climaxing. It started in her toes and rushed up her body to explode in her head as wave after wave of pleasure racked her very soul. It could have been more than one climax, or it could have been one very long one. It went on and on. Somewhere in the distance she heard John saying something but she couldn't make it out. She heard it again and she knew what he was saying.

"Mom, can I cum in you? I'm getting close."

The words exploded in Becky's mind. Her son wanted to cum in her pussy. That incredible thought prolonged Becky's climax. Those were the words she had heard a thousand times in her fantasizes, and now her son was actually uttering them. In her mind she thought she had answered him, but it must have been only in her mind because he asked again.

"Oh God, Mom, can I cum in you?"

"Yessssss," she screamed. "Cum in me, fill me with your sweet cum, baby."

"Oh yes, oh yes, I'm cummmmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnggggg," John screamed.

When Becky felt her son's balls explode and begin to spew his hot seed into her she started to climax again. She could feel his hot and virile sperm pumping into her unprotected pussy. It was all she had dreamed for so many months. Her son was pumping his hot cum into her pussy for real ... it was no dream. She knew his potent sperm was blasting deeply into her, so deep that there would be no stopping it if there were an egg waiting there to be fertilized. "Oh John, oh John," she gasped.

Finally, John pulled back with exhaustion and his cock slipped out. He looked down and gasped when he saw his thick sperm trickling from his mother's open pussy.

"Look at what you did to me," she said with a smile. "My pussy is filled with your cum. I love it."

"I love you, Mom," John Whispered.

"I love you, John," she returned and pulled him to her for a long, slow kiss. As they kissed is cock slipped easily into her very soggy pussy.

The two lovers fell asleep in each other's arms. Becky awoke several hours later and wondered if it had all been a wonderful dream. Then she felt her son lying beside her and realized that it wasn't a dream. He had fucked her and as if too prove it she slipped her hand between her legs. When her fingers returned covered in sticky cum she no longer doubted that her son had fucked her. She turned on her side and saw him sleeping peacefully. While she didn't want to wake him she could not control herself. With a gentle hand she reached down and grasped his soft cock. She moved closer and gazed at it in the dim light from the moon coming through the window. His cock was beautiful. As she began to stroke it slowly, it began to grow. It was amazing to see it turn from a rather small appendage to a pulsing rod. She continued to stroke it until a clear drop of juice appeared at the head. When the urge was too strong she leaned over and licked the drop from the head. She heard John moan and knew that he was awake. She turned and looked up at him.
"Can I suck it?" she whispered.

His eyes were suddenly opened wide. He seemed surprised that his mother actually wanted to suck his cock.

"Can I suck your cock and drink your cum?" she asked.

Finally he found his voice. "Oh yes, Mom. Please suck me."

Becky moved quickly to take the swollen head into her mouth. "Mmmmm," she moaned as she tasted the sweet head, which was coated with his cum and her pussy juice from their earlier fuck. She sucked until she could only taste his cock. She loved the taste, but she wanted his cum ... she wanted to swallow her son's sweet juices. Her stroking hand began to move faster. Up and down she moved as she sucked just the head. She could hear John moaning quietly and could feel his hips twitch with pleasure. She wanted it to last, but she wanted his cum more. Her hand began to move faster and she sucked harder.

"Mom, Mom, I'm going to ... ohhhh ... cummmmmmm!" John screamed.

Becky pumped frantically as she felt the large head swell in her mouth. She felt John lift his hips and then freeze. Suddenly the back of her throat was filled with his thick cream. It blasted out with great force, forcing her to swallow or choke. She swallowed once, twice, three times and it kept coming. When it finally slowed, she held the last drops in her mouth and savored them. She sat back with her eyes closed and slowly drank the last of his sweet sperm. Her pussy quivered and she almost climaxed. It was incredibly exciting to realize that she had her son's live and potent cum in her pussy and stomach. He was part of her again.

She crawled up and leaned over and pressed her mouth to his. They shared a sticky kiss before John rolled her over and began to kiss down her chest, pausing at her tits to work on the nipples. Then he started to kiss lower.

"You don't have to do that to me," Becky said, hoping he would not listen.

"I want to. I have never done that. I want to eat your sweet pussy, Mom."

"Oh yes," Becky whispered as she opened her legs and allowed John to kneel between. She was amazed that he didn't seem to care that she had not cleaned up and her pussy must be a mess. She gasped when she felt him push her legs upward. As he bent lower she could see the top of his head and feel his hot breath on her pulsing pussy. She didn't want to rush him, but she wanted his mouth terribly. She waited as he began to slowly lick her smooth outer lips that were still quite sticky. Her hips twitched as he crossed over, touching her clit gently with his tongue. "John," she gasped, wanting his mouth on her, but he pulled back and chuckled. Then he began to kiss the backs of her thigh, running his tongue up and down the soft skin before jumping to the other side. "God, John, please," she gasped.

"Ahhhhhiiiiieeeee," she screamed as he placed his mouth directly onto her pussy. Her thighs wrapped around his head, imprisoning him between her legs. Her hips bucked as she felt his tongue find her hole and delve into the bubbling juices. Suddenly she was climaxing and screaming. Her son was sucking her cunt. Her son was eating her pussy ... her own son. She bucked her hips as he sucked and tongued her hole. Then his mouth found her very swollen clit.

"Johhhhhhnnnnnnnnn," she screamed as another climax began. Her hips practically bucked the poor boy from between her legs. Fortunately he stayed with it and sucked her through climax after climax. She could feel her pussy gushing juice into his sucking mouth and worried that she might drown him. The pleasure went on and on until she could take no more. She finally pulled his head from between her legs and saw his face shimmering with juice. She pulled him up and kissed him passionately. She was amazed when she felt his hard cock between her legs. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she gasped as his cock moved deep into her pussy.


Becky was fixing breakfast the following morning when she felt her son behind her. She was wearing a short nightgown and, of course, no panties. She swooned when his hands slipped around her and to her tits. She leaned back into him as he found her naked tits under the gown. "Mmmmm," she murmured when she felt his lips on her neck. "Oh, the pancakes are going to burn," she said, making no move to pull away.

"Turn the burner off," John said.

Becky reached down and shut off the gas burners. When she tried to turn in John's arms, he held her still. He twisted her head and kissed her lips and then pushed her forward until she was leaning over the counter. Becky gasped as he quickly pushed up the back of her gown. "John," she whispered with excitement when she felt his cock pressing between her legs. She spread her legs and moved her ass back so he could slip his cock into her pussy. "Yes, fuck me," she gasped as he began to move into her with rapid strokes. She couldn't believe the stamina of her son. They had fucked three or four times last night and now he was doing it again.

Becky pushed her ass back into her son as his motions began to increase. He fucked her for some time before he whispered, "I'm going to cum."

"Cum," Becky answered, and although she was not ready to climax herself, she wanted him to enjoy it. A moment later she felt John push into her deeply and freeze. Then he was grunting and she could feel his cock throbbing as it pumped cum into her. Finally his cock began to shrink and then slip out of her. She pulled away and turned around. "Good morning to you too," she said and laughed. Then she looked down at his wet and dripping cock. "Let me clean this up." With that she went to her knees and sucked the cum and pussy juice off his cock. "Now, sit down and let me fix you some breakfast. A growing boy needs his protein."

John laughed and staggered over to the table and sat down. Becky fixed him six pancakes, a huge helping of bacon and six slices of toast. He ate it like he was starving. She watched him with the look of lovesick teenager on her face. To think he came from my body and now he is cumming in my body, she mused.

"What, do I have syrup on my chin?" John said when he saw his mother staring at him.

"No, I was just thinking how much I love you."

He smiled. "As soon as I finish my breakfast I'm going to show you how much I love you," he said with a lecherous smile.

"Oh no, my insatiable son, I have to go do some shopping. But I will take you up on that later."

"All right," he answered begrudgingly.

Becky went upstairs and dressed, dawning a pretty peasant dress. When she went to get a pair of panties she paused. A naughty smile came to her face and she closed the drawer. It's a warm day so I won't need panties, she told herself. She felt so naughty leaving the apartment without panties. If the neighbors only knew what a kinky lady I am now, she thought and chuckled to herself.

The outdoor mall was crowded as usual. As Becky made her way through the shoppers and past the vendors stalls set up on the sidewalk she suddenly felt something between her legs. "Oh my," she gasped aloud when she felt John's cum begin to trickle from her pussy. She had almost forgotten that she had not cleaned up. His cum must have been very deep inside for it to take so long to come out. As she walked, her thighs began to become sticky, but strangely it felt good. She stopped when a neighbor approached her and said hello. As she talked she could feel her son's sperm begin to come out in greater quantity. Then she felt something hit her shoe and looked down. Her face turned red when she realized that a large drop of sperm had dripped onto the toe of her shoe. Fortunately the neighbor did not notice. When the neighbor saw Becky's red face she asked if she was all right. Becky said yes and that she was a little hot because of the crowds at the mall. Then she excused herself saying she had to finish shopping. She felt so naughty for enjoying the feeling of her son's cum running down her thighs. She wondered what all these people would think if they knew that her son's sperm was dripping from her pussy. But she really didn't care what they thought anymore.

When she arrived home and was safely inside the apartment, she quickly unloaded the shopping sacks and went to find John. He was in his room lying on the bed in his underwear, reading a book. Without a word she hurried over to him and pulled his shorts off. Then she bent and began to suck his cock until it was hard. He didn't protest as she quickly climbed onto the bed and straddled his thighs. With her dress still on she sat on his cock, taking it deeply into her very wet pussy. "Ahhhh, I have been thinking about that for two hours," she gasped.

"And I am the insatiable one?" John laughed as he watched his mother begin to bounce up and down on his cock. He liked the way her tits jiggled under her dress and reached up to tweak the nipples. Becky smiled down at him as she moved up and down and then rocked her hips back and forth like a stripper on stage. She braced her hands on his chest and began to lift her hips until his cock was almost out of her pussy and then she plunged back down, bringing a grunt from them both. Then she got her feet under her as she squatted on his cock. In this position she had freedom to really take his cock fast and deep.

John let her have her way and watched her climax several times before he flipped her over and began to fuck her hard. He fucked her to three more climaxes before he felt his climax coming on. "I'm going to cum," he gasped.

"Yes, cum in me. Cum in me," Becky said.

John moaned and shot another huge load into his mother's pussy. Finally he rolled off her, gasping for breath.

Later when they had caught their breath John looked at his mother as if he had something to say.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing. It's just that ... uh ... I know you don't take the pill ... or anything ... uh ... aren't you worried you'll get ... you know get ..." John said and paused.

Becky smiled. "Pregnant?"

"Uh ... yes," John said and actually blushed.

"What would you think if I did get pregnant?"

John was stumped. He knew the answer he wanted to give, but didn't know how his mother felt about it. "Well ... uh ... I ... "

"Answer me truthfully. Would you want me to have your baby?" she asked more seriously.

"Mom, I ... uh ... never want to do anything that would hurt you."

"A baby wouldn't hurt me. I did have you, you know."

"You know what I mean. But I guess it would be ... kind of cool to ... you know, to have a brother or sister."

"Well it wouldn't be your brother or sister. It would be your son or daughter."

John paused as if he hadn't really thought of that. Then he a big grin crossed his face.

Becky shook her head, smiling. Then she said, "What if I told you I wanted you to make me pregnant ... that I wanted you to be the father of my c***d?"

"Really?" John's eyes were as big as saucers.

It was Becky's turn to pause, but not because she didn't know the answer. She wanted to drag it out a little. "Yes, really," she finally said.

"Oh my God, Mom. That would be amazing," John said, clearly excited. "When can we start?"

Becky laughed. "I think we have already started. But my fertile period is this weekend. So make sure you eat plenty of eggs and meat to get your protein."

"I will." John rolled over onto his mother and kissed her passionately. "Let's start practicing now."

Becky shook her head again and sighed. A moment later John was pumping his cock inside her. She wondered if there was a luckier woman in the world.

Becky wanted to hold John off until the weekend to insure that he had plenty of sperm for her. However, that was easier said then done and not just because of him, but because she found she could barely keep her hands off him. It didn't help any that they were running around the house mostly naked all the time. Even seeing his soft cock made her want it. And it wasn't just about fucking. She loved to suck him too. In fact, after an incident in the kitchen she began to wonder if she was becoming addicted to his sperm. They had sat down to dinner when Becky realized that she had forgotten to get her low cal salad dressing from the refrigerator. "I forgot my dressing," she said and started to get up. John said he would get it. As he passed her she grabbed him. "Wait, I know where to get my low calorie dressing." John seemed confused when Becky reached for his soft cock. She pulled his rapidly swelling cock to her mouth and began to suck it. John didn't protest.

Soon he was gasping and nearing his climax. "Mom, I'm going to cum."

Before he could cum, Becky pulled his cock out of her mouth and pointed the head toward her salad and continued to stroke him. She smiled as she looked up at his surprised face. A few seconds later he tensed. Becky giggled as a huge squirt of juice arched out and directly onto her leafy salad. She pumped his cock until all the cum was drained from his balls.

Then as John collapsed into his chair she casually cut up her cum covered salad and began to eat. As her son watched with amazed amusement she finished the salad and then took a piece of French bread and wiped the plate clean before eating it. "Now that is what I call a low calorie salad dressing."

John was truly amazed, but not to be out done, he slid from his chair and under the table. "Now, I want my salad, but without the greens," he laughed as he pushed her legs apart and dove for her wet pussy. Becky forgot about the rest of the dinner as her son sucked her pussy until she climaxed four times. Then, he sat down and began to eat the real food with a cat that ate the canary look on his face. Her copious pussy juice was smeared from cheek to chin and down his neck.

The following day they were sitting in the living room kissing when John pulled his mother's hand to his perpetually hard cock. When she tried to pull away he held her there. Finally she gave in and stroked him for a while.

"I want to fuck you," John said.

Those words made Becky tremble with excitement. She still wanted to wait to let him fuck her. She wanted Saturday to be very special because she had a pretty good idea he would make her pregnant. Then she thought, he is so young and virile that climaxing probably makes his sperm more potent. She would make him wait to fuck, but not to climax.

"Stand up, John."

He hopped to his feet. His cock was pointing at Becky's face.

"Would you like to fuck my tits?"

"Oh my God, Mom, I would love it."

"I thought so," Becky said and pulled John to the sofa and then slipped to the floor between his knees. As he watched she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. With each button she revealed more of her braless tits. Finally she separated the blouse and received a gasp from John. Then she stripped naked. With a smile she moved closer and wrapped her tits around his cock. Looking up at her son she began to move up and down. She could feel the juices from his cock running down and coating her tit flesh. She bent her head and licked and sucked the head as it appeared from between the mounts of flesh. Then she dribbled saliva onto it to make it easier to slip between her tits. When John started to move his hips up and down rapidly she knew he was close. She looked down and saw his cock disappear between her tits and when it appeared again John yelled. Becky watched as a huge blast of cum shot from the swollen head. It hit her directly in the face. She giggled as the next blast hit her face as well and then the next. When John's cock finally stopped spitting, her face was literally covered with his sperm.

Becky sat back and smiled as his cum dripped from her face. Then she smeared the sticky liquid across her cheeks, chin, and forehead. "Cum is good for a lot of things. You already know it makes a great low calorie salad dressing, but it is a great skin cream too." She smiled when she saw his skeptical look. When she was done she licked his cum from her still sticky fingers and said, "I think it might even be better than chocolate."

After those incidents, Becky was successful in keeping John at bay until the weekend ... or more specifically Saturday night. On Saturday she ushered him out of the house and told him not to come back until late in the afternoon. Becky spent the day getting her hair, fingernails, and makeup done. She even had a real massage. However, she could not really relax because of the excitement burning inside her. She kept thinking about the future with her son ... like having his baby and what that would mean ... or about her son moving into her room and becoming her husband. The thought of him sleeping with her every night sent an excited chill down her spine. Yes, husband and wife ... she liked that thought. She almost climaxed in the beautician's chair.

When she arrived home she got the bedroom ready by changing the bed to her best sheets, setting up scented candles, and darkening the room. Then she arranged the dinner table with John's favorite meal and put out her best china and silverware. Now all she had to do was wait for her son/lover/husband to come home.

John arrived around seven. When he walked into the house he saw his mother sitting in the living room in a bathrobe. He went in and kissed her passionately. She told him to go shower and shave, then come to dinner. He obviously wanted to have sex right then, but all he got was a quick feel of her tits. She had to push him away or everything would be ruined ... her will power was almost as weak as his. Finally he relented and went to take his shower. When he came back Becky had dinner on the table.

"Wow, must be a special night," he said, already knowing how special the night was going to be.

"I thought we might eat by candle light," Becky said as she lit several candles she had set around the room. Before she sat down, Becky took off her robe. She heard her son gasp. She had on a white garter belt, nylons and high heels and nothing else.

"God, Mom, how am I supposed to eat dinner now?"

"Something wrong?" she asked teasingly.

"No, not wrong. You look ... God, you look gorgeous."

"Thank you, now the sooner you eat the quicker we get to bed."

Becky watched her son gulp down his food. She, on the other hand, in spite of how difficult it was, took her time. When she was finally done, she stood and held out her hand to her son. Then she led him willingly to the bedroom. When they stepped inside she stripped him before she went into his arms. A moan escaped each of them as their lips met. They kissed for a long time; Becky loved to kiss him, she loved his lips and tongue, it is almost more intimate then fucking, she thought. Finally Becky reached for his very hard cock. As they continued to kiss Becky backed toward the bed, never taking her lips from his. She went to the bed and then onto her back with John following.

John crawled onto the bed, finally having to break the kiss. Following his mother's direction he knelt at her head. She grabbed his cock and brought it to her mouth. John moaned as she began to gently suck him. She caressed his balls, lifting them and feeling their weight. She thought about the baby making sperm contained in the two squirming sacks.

"Mom, you had better stop," John warned.

She pulled away, not wanting him to cum in her mouth tonight. She had a much more important place for his sperm. "Are you ready to fuck me?" Becky asked.

"Oh God, yes," he answered.

"You know I am ovulating today, so it is very likely that I will get pregnant. Is that what you want? Do you want to make your mother pregnant?"

"More than anything in this world."

"I feel the same way," she said. Then she spread her legs and allowed John to kneel between them. She saw his cock throbbing and juice dripping from the slit. She figured he wouldn't last long the first time, but she also knew that they would fuck several more times this night.
"Look how swollen and ready my pussy is. My pussy wants your cock. Put your cock into me, John. Put your cock inside your mother's pussy."

John slipped into position between his mother's legs. His hand was shaking as he grasped his cock and pointed it toward her more than ready pussy. When the head touched her opening, they both moaned. Then he pushed in gently, allowing just the head to enter her.

"Oh yes, fuck me John. Fuck me hard. You can climax as soon as you like, I don't mind."

"Oh Jesus, Mom," he groaned as his cock moved into his mother's willing hole.

Becky almost swooned as she felt her son's long shaft slip deeper and deeper into her opening. When he hit bottom Becky grunted and then lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. "I'm ready, lover, fuck me, and make me pregnant. I want your baby. Give your mother a baby."

"Oh yes, Mom, I want that. I want that so much." With that John began to pump into his mother. He started slowly, but quickly increased the pace until the room filled with the slapping sound of his actions. "Mom, I can't last long," he warned.

Even Becky was surprised at how quickly he was reaching his peak. But that was okay with her. She wanted his cum ... she needed it. She suddenly felt a faint shooting pain, which always let her know that she was ovulating. The timing was perfect. Her head was spinning as she gasped, "Oh my God, John, cum, cum in me now."

He bellowed and pushed into her deeply. His body froze and his balls tightened.

Suddenly Becky could feel it. She could actually feel his cum hitting the back of her pussy. Incredibly she felt a climax coming as well. Her body convulsed and her legs tightened around her son's waist. "Ahhhhhheeeee," she screamed as a strong climax rushed through her. Her body felt like it was on fire. Her pussy began to convulse and that caused her to squeeze her son's cock tightly. Then suddenly she felt like the flood gates had been released. She could feel her pussy gushing juice. She had never done that before. She was actually squirting juice from her climaxing pussy.

"Ohhhhh," John moaned as he pumped all of his hot sperm deep into his mother's pussy. It gushed out like a river, filling her pussy until it squeezed out the sides and dripped to the bed beneath them.

Becky was still convulsing when John collapsed onto her. It took her a few moments to realize that John was spent. She wrapped her arms around him as he lay on her chest gasping for breath.

"Wow!" John whispered.

"Yes, wow," Becky repeated. "That was amazing. Stay there for a minute. I want your cock to keep the cum in me."

"I'll stay in you as long as you want," he breathed.

After about fifteen minutes, Becky rolled onto her side and curled up next to John, throwing her leg over his thigh.

The cum started to pour out of her. But she knew it only took a few minutes for millions of little guys to find their way to the opening. "God, I am really wet down there. I think I squirted," Becky said, slightly embarrassed.

"I love it. Now you can cum just like me," he laughed. John kissed his mother and then pushed himself up onto his arms over his mother. "Can I fuck you again?"

"Huh?" Becky said before she realized that John was still hard. "Oh yes, fuck me again. God, I love you."

"I love you too," John said as he slipped easily back into his mother's pussy. He began to pump into her again. Quickly the room filled with the sloppy sound of their fucking. The first load of cum sloshed inside Becky with John pushing the sperm even deeper with each stroke. It almost felt like the head of his cock was entering her cervix.

This time John lasted a long time. Becky, on the other hand, climaxed several times before her son came again. He filled her pussy to overflow and Becky squirted again, adding to the wetness beneath them. Then they fell asleep for a few hours. When John awoke he rolled over onto his mother and slipped his cock into her saturated pussy. She awoke with a moan of pleasure. Then she wrapped her arms and legs around her son.

John climaxed twice more that night and Becky lost count of how many she had. It was the most amazing night either of them had ever experienced.


Mom and son fucked through the weekend and then every night thereafter. It was two weeks later when Becky purchased a pregnancy test kit. She knew it was early, but she couldn't wait. She followed the instructions and then looked at the reading. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the red plus sign. She wanted to run into the streets and scream with joy. Her heart felt like it was about to burst. There was no regret in Becky. This was what she wanted. This was so right and no one could convince her different. She almost swooned thinking about her son's baby growing inside her ... their baby, conceived in love. Tears started to pour from her eyes. She wiped her eyes and tried to calm herself until John got home.

When John arrived home Becky wanted to run to him and give him the news, but she decided to wait until dinner to surprise him. After he sat down she placed the test device onto the table. John looked at it and said, "What is that?"

"A pregnancy test," Becky said.

"And?" he said excitedly.

"You see the little red plus sign?"

"Yes."

"That means it is positive. I'm pregnant!"

At first John did not react because he was having a hard time processing the words "I'm pregnant."

"I said, I'm pregnant," Becky repeated.

Finally John's eyes opened wide and he jumped up. "Oh, Mom, I can't believe it," he screamed as he pulled her into his arms. He lifted her and spun her around. "I can't believe it. The first time and you're pregnant."

"Yes, isn't it wonderful."

"Better than wonderful. Oh God, Mom, I still can't believe it."

"It is a preliminary test, but the kit says it is almost 100%. You mother is pregnant with your baby."

He put his mother down and said, "I love you more than anything in this world."

"And I love you the same," she answered. Then she said, "Will you still love me when I am big and fat with your baby. It won't be long before my tits and belly begin to grow, then you might have a hard time getting your arms around me. Tell me you will still love me?"

"Are you k**ding? I couldn't love you more and not explode. I know you will be even more beautiful than you are now ... besides, I like big tits," he said and laughed.

"How does it feel to know you are going to be a daddy?"

"A daddy," he repeated. "God, I don't know, it is so amazing that I can't even process it."

"Well, let's go to the bedroom and celebrate," Becky said. She took John's hand and led him to their room. When they entered she whispered, " I have a surprise for you tomorrow."

"A surprise? What could be more of a surprise then I just got?"

"You'll see. But I guarantee that you will be surprised."

"You are incredible, Mom."

The following evening, after dinner, Becky told John to give her a half hour and then come to the room. He was to take his clothes off outside the door and then enter. John wanted to know what the surprise was but Becky refused to tell him. She just said, "You will like it, I promise."

John waited exactly 30 minutes and hurried upstairs. He quickly stripped outside the door and then reached for the knob. He was nervous as he slowly turned the knob and opened the door. He gasped as he stepped into the room. The room was aglow with candles again. On the bed was his mother, on her hands and knees, totally naked. All he could see was her ass cheeks. As John walked over he noticed that her asshole was slightly open and seemed to be slick with some type of lubricant.

Becky turned her head toward her son and said, "I want to give you something special. I have never had a cock in my ass and I want you to fuck me there ... to take my virginity. It will always be yours. You can use it whenever you want. I give my asshole to you."

John gasped. He had no idea what to say. He had never fucked an asshole and certainly never expected to fuck his mother's ass. "Are ... are you ... sure?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes, very. I have been practicing with my dildo and I think I'm ready. Just go easy at first. I will tell you when you can fuck it hard."

John moved to the bed and climbed between his mother's legs. He looked down at the tiny hole and then the head of his cock. The hole looked much too small for his cock. He didn't want to hurt his mother, but he really wanted to do this. He moved up on his feet a little so he could get a better angle. Then he pressed his cock downward and aimed it at her hole.

Becky jumped when she felt her son's cock touch her hole. She hoped she was ready for this, but she knew there was no turning back. She wanted to give him her ass and nothing or no amount of pain was going to stop her. She felt John putting pressure on his cock and she felt her asshole resisting. She pressed down trying to open herself for him. There was some pain but it was bearable. "Push harder," she encouraged. Suddenly she felt her sphincter give and the head pop inside her. "Hold it there," she told him as she gasped for breath. The hardest part was over.

A few moments later she said, "Push it in."

John pushed and his cock slowly slipped into his mother's ass. Inch by inch it went deeper until his balls touched her pussy. He paused to catch his breath and let her adjust.

"Oh God, John you are all the way inside my ass."

"Yes, and it's so tight," he hissed.

"Fuck me slowly until it starts going in easier."

John pulled out slowly and then pushed back inside. He heard his mother groan and stopped.

"No, keep going," she said.

He pushed harder and buried his cock in her ass until his balls were against her pussy again. Then he pulled out and did it all over again. Gradually he began to move faster and then faster.

"That's it. It's starting to feel good." Becky began to move her hips from side to side helping his cock to go deeper and deeper. "Fuck me hard, John."

"Oh yes, Mom, it feels good. I love your asshole. It's so tight. I can feel your ass squeezing my cock. Fuck, this is good."

Becky began to moan with pleasure now. With each plunge she grunted when he hit bottom. Gradually the fullness inside turned into pleasure. "Fuck me, fuck my ass, John," she almost screamed.

Now John was on his feet and plunging his cock down into his mother's ass. He would pull all the way out until only the head was inside, and then plunge back in hard. His thighs slapped his mother's ass cheeks with each downward plunge. "Oh yes, oh yes, that is so good. I love your asshole, Mom."

"Good, because it is yours forever, lover." Becky reached between her thighs and found her clit. She used her middle finger to stimulate her clit. The pressure in her ass was moving her rapidly toward a climax. She wanted John to cum with her. "Fuck me hard, John. Cum in my ass, baby."

"Oh yes," he gasped. The speed of his hips increased. A groan escaped his lips. "Ohhhhh, Mommmmmm!" he screamed as his cock began to pulse.

Becky could feel it; she could feel the pulsing of his cock. Her ass responded with her own pulse. "I'm cummmmiiiinnnnngggg," Becky yelled.

John's cock began to blast his hot cum deep into his mother's ass. Each massive squirt was followed by another, and then another.

"Yes, yes, yes, squirt that hot juice into my ass," Becky screamed until her convulsions were too much for her. Her mouth opened but only grunts came out.

John's cock stopped squirting before his mother's climax ended. He held it inside her until she gradually collapsed under him. Then her still pulsing asshole squeezed his cock out.

"God, Mom, that was incredible."

"It was for me too. Now you have all three of my holes. But my asshole is your special place."

"I love it and I love you, Mom."

After that night, anal sex became a regular part of their lovemaking. Becky wasn't sure if she or John liked it more. She even came up with a game using anal sex. It almost happened by accident. One evening John was watching TV when Becky came in with a snack. He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her, almost spilling popcorn over the sofa. She got up and tried to admonish John but she couldn't even fake anger with him. Instead she sat the popcorn down and knelt between his legs, reaching for his zipper. She pulled his cock out and began to suck. Then she paused.

"You know you still have dishes to do."

"Ah, Mom, I hate doing dishes."

"Okay then, let's play a little game. If I sit on your cock and you don't cum for 30 minutes you will not have to do dishes for a week. If you lose you have to do dishes like normal and wash my car once a week for a month."

"I think I can do that," he said smugly.

"We'll see," Becky said as she stood up and turned around. With her back to John she lifted her dress, revealing her naked ass. She looked over her shoulder and said, "Do you like my ass?"

"You know I do," John said and reached for her ass. He pulled her back and leaned forward until he could kiss her cheeks. Becky bent over and spread her cheeks. "Mmmmm," John said as he spied the pulsing star of her asshole.

Becky moved back and said, "Lick it then."

John didn't have to be told twice. He leaned close and stuck out his tongue, touching her asshole. Becky groaned. Then she felt his tongue pushing into her. "Oh, John," she gasped as his tongue wiggled into her nether hole. "Tongue fuck my asshole, baby," Becky begged.

John did, pushing his tongue in as deeply as it would go before pulling out and then sucking the little hole. After a few minutes Becky pulled away, leaving John with his tongue stuck out tickling nothing but air.

"Okay, it is seven P.M. right now and you have to make it until 7:30." With that Becky moved back until her ass was over John's swollen cock. She reached between her legs and grasped his cock and held it straight. Then she squatted, placing her asshole on the head of his cock.

"Mom, that's not fair," John protested when he realized that she was going to take it in her ass.

"I didn't say which hole," she said and laughed. With that she pushed down, taking his cock slowly into her ass. Both she and John moaned as inch after inch slipped into her tight hole. When she reached bottom she paused. "I will give you a little break," she said. "I am just going to sit here and I won't move."

For a moment John was relieved. But then he realized that his mother's asshole was so tight that he could feel every squeeze that she made. He felt her moving her sphincter on his cock, which made his cock throb and caused Becky's ass to squeeze him in response.

Becky smiled as she leaned back onto her son's chest. She opened her top so that her tits were free. Then she reached down and took John's hands, placing them on her tits.

"Mommmmm!" John protested.

Becky laughed as she sat still ... at least on the outside ... yet she was squeezing and releasing her sphincter around John's throbbing cock. She was pretty sure she was going to get her car washed for a month. She knew John was struggling not to move. But she also knew that he could not stay still that long. She looked at the clock and only ten minutes had passed. "Only twenty minutes to go."

John moaned.

"God I love your cock in my ass. And wow, your tongue felt soooo good. That is your special place; deep in my tight asshole. It is all yours ... my asshole is all yours." Becky knew her words were driving him crazy. She felt his cock throbbing harder. She squeezed her asshole tight and received a responding throb. "Only fifteen minutes to go."

"Mom, I can't ... I can't ... oh shit," he gasped.

Becky almost laughed but she was getting close to a climax herself and that was without even moving. Just having her son's big cock in her ass was enough to get her off. Then she placed her fingers between her legs and began to rub her clit. It didn't take long and she was starting to climax. Her pussy spasmed and juice began to squirt out. "Oh Johnnnnnnnn!!!" she gasped as her pussy and then her ass throbbed mightily.

"Oh, Moooommmmm," John groaned as his mother's asshole clamped onto his cock like a vise. Each convulsion caused her ass to pulse on his cock. He could take no more. Suddenly, as hard as he tried to fight it, his cock head grew inside his mother's ass and began to blast his hot cum into her asshole. It felt like there was a milking machine on his cock, pulling his cum from him. When he finally shot the last blast, it balls almost hurt.

Becky collapsed back on her son, breathing heavily. "I guess I won," she whispered.

John laughed and said, "I think we both won."