Author: Honey Moon Title: The Wrong Michael Part: 03 Keywords: Fm, cuckolding, incest, nc, impregnation, romance The Wrong Michael By Honey Moon Chapter 3 I sipped my fresh squeezed orange juice and contemplated stealing my sister's steaming cup of black coffee. Out of all the changes my body was going through while pregnant, quitting caffeine cold turkey was just about the worst! Claire eyed me critically over her coffee mug before taking a long sip herself. "You're knocked up." She suddenly announced. I nearly spit juice across the table at her. "What makes you say that?" I asked defensively. It's only been two months since my son pulled the diaphragm from my handcuffed helpless body and planted his seed deep in his loving mother. I could feel a firm little 'bump' growing in my tummy, but I wasn't showing yet! "Get real, Alice sweet Alice!" she grinned at me, knowing I hated when she called me that. "I can see it in your eyes. Besides that, your boobs are bigger then mine now little sister!" "Are you jealous, old maid?" I asked serenely, getting back at my sister in the best way I knew how. My identical twin took great pride in being born fifteen whole minutes ahead of me. On the other hand, she hated to be reminded of her unwed virgin status. "Don't make me laugh! I'll leave babies and breeding to you! I'm too much of a career woman to be tied down by a family." She taunted me by taking another long drink from her coffee. "When you think about it, Mike is also my son. Our DNA is the same after all. If Michael had screwed me I would have been the one to have Mike. That's logical." "That's insane!" I couldn't help laughing. My sister had a way of making anything seem surreal. "Okay, free spirit. Tell me how having a family would alter your career as a commercial jingle writer?" She thought for a moment. "If I was pregnant, my belly would get so big I wouldn't be comfortable sitting at the piano!" I put my hands to my head and pretended shock. "I was right. You are insane. If you didn't have my face, I'd swear you were switched at birth and weren't my sister at all!" "I'm just judging by you, dear little sis!" She took my hand and gave it a friendly squeeze. "When you were having Mike, you looked like you were smuggling a beach ball and two basketballs!" I felt my face grow warm. Claire was right. Having a slight build but large breasts was almost a curse if you were pregnant! Everyone always claimed I looked adorable, but I had felt like a whale! "Jeez, just rub it in! I can't wait until you meet Mister Right! I hope he puts triplets in your belly!" "Little chance of that, little sis! I'm not getting tied down with a brat until I'm damn ready for it!" she smirked and drained the rest of her coffee. "So how's the daddy taking the news?" "Michael's thrilled!" I said with a grin. "He hopes it's another boy." I did too, but for a much different reason! "How does my nephew like the news?" Before I could answer, the male in question joined us in the kitchen. "Hi aunt Claire! What news do I like?" "The news of your mom having a baby, what else?" Claire winked at Mike. "I bet you'll make a great big brother!" I saw the look in his eyes as he smiled back at my sister. I also noticed a distinct tenting to his shorts! Oh Fuck! This had to be the 'Twin Factor'! The idea of getting it on with twin sisters was arousing Mike! Let's not even think of the allure added by the double incest angle! "Uh, Mike? Don't you have homework to get to?" "Ah mom!" It's Saturday morning!" He grinned cockily at me. "Besides, I finished most of it last night. Remember? You helped me with my biology homework?" Biology homework? The only biology we worked on last night was human reproduction! It didn't require books or paper. All it took was him tearing off my clothes and shoving his beautiful cock into my soaked vagina while I was bent over the very table my sister and I were now sitting at! "Why not finish all of it?" I finally snapped. "You should never stop at half measures!" Mike scurried off with a laugh, leaving Claire to glare at me. "Jeez sis! Give the guy a break! It is Saturday after all!" She patted my hand and gave me a condescending smile. "Poor little sis, hormones must be running crazy through you right now. Don't take it out on Mike though. He's such a good kid." Claire didn't know the half of it! Was it hormones making me want to throw her out on her ass so my son could shove me back over the table right this second? Oh damn! Why did I agree to let her stay the week? I sighed. With Mike temporarily of limits, poor little Alice would have to just wait until her husband came home and tied her up again! I managed to grin at Claire. "They learn all that stuff in school. Mike knows his mom is going to be a bit crazy for the foreseeable future." Claire giggled. "Has he seen you have a craving yet?" I covered my face with my hands as if embarrassed, but couldn't help a laugh. "Herring again!" I peeked through my fingers to see my sister trying with all her might not to laugh. "Herring in cream sauce!" "Oh my God! I'll never forget the great and terrible herring search of 1993!" She erupted in laughter. "The good doctor Michael Winthrop called me in tears at four o'clock in the morning, begging me to help find a store that sold your favorite brand!" "He was not crying!" I sighed. "Just 'almost' crying. I think I was just a tiny bit unreasonable about the whole thing." "Unreasonable, she says!" Claire actually looked proud of me at the memory of it. "Oh my God! I heard you over the phone. You threatened to divorce him over a stupid jar of stinky fish! You said since his tiny little dribble of cream caused all the trouble, he damn well better go out and find you a jar with cream sauce!" I calmly got up and went to the refrigerator. I opened the door and motioned like a show model. "Twelve jars!" I announced proudly. "Mike was nice enough to use his own allowance to buy me all the jars the store had!" I didn't dare tell my sister I had sent him on his way with the same dribble of cream comment ringing in his ears! Dribble wasn't fair though. Mike never just dribbled in me! If his father was a garden hose, Mike was a whole fire truck! "Thankfully, my first craving hit Thursday afternoon after school!" I finished meekly. "Why didn't you just drive your pregnant butt down to the grocery store yourself and get some?" My sister smirked. "Or was someone having a hormone driven power trip?" Oh hell! My sister knew me too well! "No! I was not power tripping!" I sighed at the slight fib. "Oprah was on! I was interested in the show!" Claire shook her head in disbelief. "As long as it was something important, I guess. Wait a minute!" She pointed a finger and made a quick count of the precious jars before I managed to slam the refrigerator door shut. "I only saw nine jars! You ate three jars of herring in two days? Gag! That's nasty! Not to mention fattening!" "Hey! Mike likes it too!" I laughed despite my embarrassment. "You know growing boys are bottomless pits! Mike will eat anything not nailed down! I only ate one jar!" "It's still nasty! You'd never catch me eating that stuff!" Claire yawned. "God! I should have taken a later flight! Would you mind if I took a little nap? I'm about ready to fall out of my chair!" "What happened to the thrill of flying the 'red-eye', sleepyhead?" We headed into the living room and up the stairs. "You can bunk with me since Michael is away at a medical symposium. It'll be just like old times." "Only if you still snore!" Claire dodged as I pretended to smack her. "You sound like a chainsaw. How does Michael ever get any sleep?" "If I snore, you snore!" I laughed. "After all, you yourself said we have the exact same DNA. That means you have the same nasal passages as me, you clone!" "Me? The clone?" Claire grinned as she ducked into my bedroom. "I'm the original! The doctors cloned you fifteen minutes later and told mom she had twins!" She stuck out her tongue before shutting the door. I knocked lightly. "Sleep well, old biddy! Maybe we can go out to dinner tonight." "Not if it's herring!" my sister called from behind the closed door. I smiled as I headed back down the hall. My sister can be a pain in the butt, but I always love having her around! With no warning, my son's bedroom door flew open. With a wicked grin, he grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. I knew in an instant he didn't need help with his homework. "No!" I snapped, as he took me into his arms and pulled me to him. "We discussed this last night! All activities that could land me in jail are suspended until your aunt leaves! We agreed we would both just masturbate for the duration of her visit!" "You agreed! I didn't!" He kissed me, and my body nearly melted. "Why should we masturbate when we have each other, mom?" "Your aunt is here!" I hissed as he moved my hair and kissed the nape of my neck. Oh God! Mike knew all my hot spots now! My body was reacting even though I was trying to keep my head. Why did I have to go and lecture him on the need for foreplay? It's marginally easier to resist his advances if he tries to just throw me on the bed and mount me like an animal! Right now his lips were vaporizing my willpower! "Stop this right now!" I squeaked as his teeth gently nipped my earlobe. He trailed kisses along my collarbone and paused only to begin unbuttoning my blouse. "Mom, don't be cruel!" He kissed the tops of my breasts and then continued to unbutton me. "I can't last a week without you! Do you really think hand lotion and tissues can take my beautiful mother's place? Choking the chicken can't even compare!" "Don't be vulgar, young man!" It's hard to reprimand someone whose kisses are driving you insane! "Masturbation is the proper term and you know it!" I somehow couldn't make myself resist as he helped me out of my blouse. "How can you be so mean, mom?" he asked with a smile as he deftly unhooked my bra. "I bet you never tell dad he has to masturbate!" That was a low blow! A thrill of fear raced down my spine just from this little reminder of how taboo Mike and my relationship had grown. "Your aunt wouldn't call the police on me if she caught your father making love to me! Don't ever forget what we are doing right now is against the law! I'm a lawyer! I know these things! Incest with you is grounds for your mother to end up behind bars! Not to mention your dad would throw me to the wolves!" "Oh mom!" he tossed my bra aside and gazed happily at my bare breasts. Claire was right. I was growing in the dairy department. Mike was thrilled. My son is quite the 'tit' man! "Aunt Claire would never call the cops on you! She loves you way too much to hurt you like that!" "How can you know that?" I asked in exasperation as he undid the clasp of my belt. "The risk is too great! We are not doing this now! I'm leaving right now! You choke your chicken and behave yourself!" He knelt and pulled my slacks slowly down my legs. "Why aren't you leaving me then?" he asked simply as I stepped out of the garment pooled around my ankles. "You don't really want me to stop, do you?" I whimpered as he gently kissed my panties. I felt his warmth clear through the damp fabric. "No." I whispered as I pulled the flimsy garment down myself. "Damn it! You've pushed me too far! We can't stop now!" I sighed. "I can't stop now! Please make love to me!" I begged as Mike grinned up at me. Oh God! He knows me too well now. Somehow I lost the ability to control him. Heaven help me! I was a slave to my son's desires and he knew it! "Oh mom! You know you never have to ask me twice!" I sighed again as his gentle lips brushed my damp folds. "I'll always want to make love to you!" My knees went weak and Mike used the moment to push me onto his bed. I squeaked again. "Mike, when are you going to clean this pigsty you call a room?" I gasped as I pulled his Nintendo DS out from under my bare bottom. "It's a disaster area!" Mike giggled and stood up. "Okay mom! I'll do it right now!" He grabbed an armful of clothing off of the bed and headed for the door. "It's gonna take a long time though if you want me to do the laundry too." I couldn't help it. I tried to stomp my feet like an impatient child, and was frustrated when they didn't quite reach the floor. "You stop that this instant, young man!" I lowered my voice. "You do not work a lady's passion up and then just leave her hanging! It's very inconsiderate and rude!" I took a deep breath. "Forget that! I'll do the damn laundry later! You come to bed right this minute and finish what you started!" "Will you clean my room too?" he asked hopefully. I felt my face grow warm. He may have complete control over my passion, but I am still his mother! "I said I'd do the laundry! YOU clean this trash heap you call a room or you can just choke as many chickens as you can! Deal?" "Deal!" He dropped the clothes and began to undress. "Mom, someone told me that masturbation is the proper term!" "Oh knock it off, honey! Nobody likes a smarty-pants! Get over here and fuck your mother!" I watched eagerly as he pulled the clothes from his lovely body. Running, soccer and swimming were giving him a toned form the girls were sure noticing! I've seen them making cow eyes in his direction when I drop him off at school! I felt a burst of jealousy at the thought. My son was too good for any of those schoolyard tramps! I put out my arms and smiled. "Come to mom, lover!" He smiled like an angel as he climbed in bed with me. We embraced as he passionately kissed my lips. It was always such a thrill to feel his warm skin against mine. He ran his hands softly up and down my back. "Mom, can I ask you something? It might sound sort of weird." "Oh sweetheart" I hugged him tight. "You can ask me anything. Go ahead. What would you like to know?" He blushed. God he looks cute when he blushes! "Mom, when you start breastfeeding, could I, um, I mean..." I put a finger to his lips. "Yes baby." I playfully tapped his nose. "These jugs will have plenty enough milk for two, don't you worry about it! I wonder if you'll remember what it's like." I giggled. "You were such a greedy little guy. You would have been happy suckling twenty-four seven if I had let you!" My handsome grown young man once again kissed my breasts. "I bet that's why I like them so much now! Mom, your body is perfect!" Flattery will get my son everything! My whole body flushed pleasantly at his appreciation. "If you're impressed now, wait until you see them full of milk. I get positively huge!" Mike's eyes lit up. "I can't wait!" He grinned and gently rubbed my tummy. "Here too?" he asked with a twinkle in his eyes. "Yes, there too." I slid my hand down his body and caressed his iron hard staff. I silently thanked the Lord above for Mike's growing pregnancy fetish. His father is quite the opposite! It won't be much longer before Michael will refuse to touch me for fear of harming the baby or me. Shouldn't a doctor know that if the woman is comfortable with it, sex is a perfectly healthy and safe way to pass the time? I grinned at my son. "When I was carrying you, I looked like I swallowed a beach ball! Just ask your aunt." His cock jerked happily in my hand. "I've seen your pictures! Mom, no matter what, you're hot!" I gave his penis a friendly little squeeze. "You say the sweetest things!" I batted my eyes at him. "Son, are we going to just sit here and talk?" I gave his wonderful cock a gentle stroke or two. "Maybe you want just a handjob today? Should I choke your chicken for you?" My heart pounded joyfully as he pushed me down on the bed. "Hell, um, heck no mom! I can do handjobs myself! I want everything!" I sighed happily as Mike positioned himself between my legs. His father didn't really like performing cunnilingus either. It was reserved for a special treat from time to time. He has improved though. God help my soul if he ever figures out he likes the taste better when he's lapping up his own son's sloppy seconds! Our son on the other hand adores eating me! Mike has even willingly cleaned up his own mess after squirting me full of his love! I sighed happily as once again his tongue gently probed my folds. "Oh yes! You're so good, Mike!" I ran my hands through his wavy blond hair and gave his cute little ponytail a playful tug. "Mom loves your wicked tongue!" Yes, I know legally this was wrong, but morally? I didn't think so any more! How could it be wrong for my loving son to be fascinated with the orifice that brought him into the world? My body trembled as he almost symbolically tried to reenter the vagina that gave birth to him with his long supple tongue! Thank goodness Claire was so tired! She, like me, was a sound sleeper! I didn't have to be fearful of a disaster if she overheard my passionate whimpering right now. Mike attacked my clitty with gusto, and I couldn't help clasping his hair tightly now. "Oh my baby! That's right! That's just how mommy likes it!" I panted as his tongue tormented me with pleasure. My loving son dutifully continued in his eager work. Mouth, tongue and fingers worked together as he brought me closer to the brink. I highly recommend video games for any healthy young man. Mike's coordination was something any woman would die to experience! I had to force myself to release my grip on his hair. I was actually in danger of yanking out his beautiful locks! Instead, I pounded my fists on his mattress as he toyed with me, holding me right at the edge of reason. "Do it!" I panted. "Oh God! I'm so close! Mike, make mom come! Please!" Ever eager to please, Mike increased his onslaught on my quivering body! "Yes! Yes!" I squealed as his loving tongue brought me blessed release. "Oh God! Mom loves you, baby!" My back arched, and Mike tried to hold me in place as my body thrashed beneath him. Once again I blessed the day he came home early and discovered his mother all trussed up and waiting for his pleasures! I heard strange noises, and knew it was I squealing and whimpering my way through one powerful seizure after another! When reason finally returned, I looked down at Mike's beautiful yet shiny juice coated face. "Wow mom! That sounded great! I love when you mouse squeak! I almost popped a load in my bed when I heard you and dad going at it in the bathroom last night!" "Mouse squeaks my butt!" I giggled, "Those were cries of passion, young man! I do not squeak like a dirty little mouse!" Mike laughed and climbed back up and lay next to me. "Not a dirty little mouse! You're my dirty little mom, and I love you!" "That's better, I think." I leaned over and kissed my moisture from his smiling lips. "Someone needs a reward for his wonderful skills!" I got up on my knees and straddled his slender body. "Mom is going to ride you like a cowgirl! You just relax and enjoy the fun!" His eyes lit up. "I will!" he promised. "I like anything you do with me, mom!" I studied his face as I grasped his warm throbbing penis. It always thrilled me to watch his look of wonder as I accepted his hardness into my body. "This is for you, baby. Don't be concerned if you pop a little too soon." I grinned knowing this was not a problem for my healthy son. His stamina seemed to be limitless! "I know you'll be able to do it again in no time!" He smirked up at me. "Bet you cum first!" he taunted. "I bet you a room cleaning that I can hold out longer then you!" "Nice try, mister!" I said with a touch of real anger. I do not approve of wagering in any form! I paused with only half of his beautiful member inside me. "Should I just stop? I've already had a heavenly orgasm. I could just leave you to those choking chickens you like so much!" I clambered off of him and got out of bed. "I'll call you when lunch is ready!" I snapped while picking up my bra. "Be sure to wash your hands." "Uh, I was just kidding mom!" He blushed bashfully at being reminded I was still in charge of all things motherly. He may have the ability to make me his lover at the drop of a hat, but I would not let him use it against me like this! "I promise I'll have my room cleaned up by dinnertime! You have my word!" I smiled sweetly, forgiving him instantly. "Thank you honey. You know I don't ask much, but you do need to learn to take care of your own things!" He blushed. "I know. Sorry mom!" I rejoined him. "That's okay sweetheart. Now where was I before we were interrupted by such silly talk?" He smiled hopefully. "You were going to ride me like a cowgirl!" "Oh, that's right!" I sighed as I once again took my place over him. His penis sure didn't lose interest! I rubbed the head over my dampness before resettling it at my opening. I grinned down at his smiling face as I lowered my body and engulfed his gorgeous manhood. "Yea-ha!" I called playfully. "This cowgirl is going to ride her a stallion!" He giggled. "I'll try not to buck you off mom!" I began rhythmically rocking over him, relishing the way his massive hardness moved within my body. His hands went to my hips giving me loving support as I lifted up. I loved this position! Along with my daily runs, these joyful thrusts were a wonderful way of toning muscles! Before long I was bouncing on my son like a woman possessed! Mike appreciated me being on top too! It was a pure joy to see his eyes lock on me, and follow the bouncing of my breasts. "Do, do you like what you see, stallion?" I panted as I fucked myself onto him. "Do you like when mom takes charge and fucks you?" "Oh yeah!" He gasped. "Mom, I love it! You know I love it!" "Will you love looking at me when my belly is big and round?" I knew the answer, but loved hearing it anyway! "Yes!" he cried, as he moved his hands to reach for my breasts. "I'll be throwing boners all day long seeing you with a baby bump!" He began fondling me as I leaned into his grasp. "I'll have to choke, um, masturbate all day long when dad is home! He may never see me!" "Good boy!" I encouraged as I did my best to bring my son his release. "I'll be your pregnant little whore every minute your father is at work!" "Oh God!" Mike was panting like a racehorse! "Mom, I love you so much! Mom, I, I'm gonna shoot soon!" "Do it!" I gasped as I felt myself growing close too. "Fill the whore with your seed!" As much as I enjoyed this position for the control it gave me, I had been waiting for this moment! Mike's strong young hands left my heaving breasts, and returned to my hips. He took over the pace, urging me to go faster and faster! I was slamming onto his erection like some kind of an animal now, doing just as he directed. I was like some lust-crazed beast. I loved it! I squealed again as I felt the shaft inside me begin to jerk and dance as Mike grunted and unleashed his load into me! My own body shook as my climax seized me at that same glorious moment! I collapsed onto my son and just rested in his arms as my body slowly stopped trembling. My heart skipped a beat when I heard the unmistakable sound of a toilet flushing! Claire was in the bathroom? Mike said he heard Michael and me making love in there last night! Had Claire heard us? A gentle knock on the door almost made my heart completely stop. She had heard! "Mike?" my sister called softly. "Don't be upset. I'm only here to help. I know you snuck a girl up to your room." "Oh my God!" I breathed as I looked back over my shoulder. The doorknob was slowly turning! Neither of us had remembered to lock it! Panic grabbed my soul. I had no idea what to do! Only one option presented itself. I reached back and yanked the sheet up over my head! "Mike, tell her to go away!" I hissed as I tried to lay as flat as I could over him. "Tell her you were just choking the chicken or something!" I heard the slight sound as the door opened wide. "Mike sweetie, it's okay. You're not in any trouble from me!" "Aunt Claire, please don't come in!" Mike was trying to stay calm, but his voice cracked and spoiled the effect. "I'm not dressed under here!" "I expect she isn't either, big guy." Oh God! I heard her footsteps as she walked into the room! "Come on honey. I know you're under there. I don't think Mike has such a cute little butt on his front side. Come on out. We need to talk this out." I closed my eyes tight and shook my head no! I tried to be silent, but a heartfelt sob escaped my lips. This was about my worst nightmare come true! "Aunt Claire! Let us get dressed at least!" Mike begged, trying to buy me some time. "Please!" SHIT! Judging by the change in the light filtering through the sheet, my sister was leaning right over me! "You can't stay under there forever, missy. Don't be afraid. I don't bite! Come on OUT!" With a breeze and a flutter, Claire yanked the sheet off of me! I looked back up into her shocked face. "It's not what it looks like!" I cried, even as Mike's cock was still lodged deep inside me. Claire let out a strangled gasp as she took in the sight of me joined with my son. She put two and two together with remarkable speed! "Oh fucking God! Mike, Mike's the f-father? Mike knocked you up! Your son made you pregnant!" "Wait! I can explain!" I stammered as I rolled off of Mike. I don't think it helped when she saw me begin leaking his precious fluids onto the bed. Claire held up both hands. "Stop! Don't talk! I need to process this!" My loving sister turned and actually staggered out of the room. Mike and I just looked at each other. He looked so worried I decided to be strong for both of us. "Sweetie, we'll be fine. Mom will fix everything! You'll see!"