This story is of an incestuous and taboo nature and may not be
suitable for all readers. The characters and plot are fictional,
but not far from the truth.

IRAQI SON - inc

When I came home from Iraq, I did not know what to do. It looked
like I would be getting a medical discharge. I hoped not as I
wanted to make a career out of the Army. I was in the hospital
for a few weeks but recovered enough to live normally. Little did
I know that not only had the war changed me, but my home life
would change too? I was hoping to make up for the lost time with
my girlfriend. This was not to be, however. Firstly, she gave me
rather a cool instead of warm welcoming home, and announced that
she had got a "great" new job with a publishing company and would
be working in New York for several months, starting immediately.

Next I realized that my home was in a mess. My younger brother
who dropped out of high school early in his senior year was still
living at home. But at this point in his life he made some
terrible decisions. Maybe it was the friends he chose that led
him down the wrong path. This all started on marijuana and turned
to harder stuff; I'm guessing things like ecstasy and speed.

My father had a massive stroke that left him physically disabled
- paralyzed on his left side and now homebound. The stroke
weakened my dad not only physically but also emotionally,
spiritually and mentally. He was no longer the decision maker in
the house, the leader or the solid father-figure that he had once
been.

My parents had been faithful to the church, but after his stroke
my mom stopped attending - not sure why. After my return my mom
shared her concerns with me about my brother being gone for days
and she's worried if he's dead or alive. At first I didn't have
any idea what was going on, but after I put a few clues together
I figured it all out. My brother was a crack addict and
alcoholic.

We live in a three bedroom house in Plattsburgh across the street
from a graveyard. After my dad's stroke, my brother has done
little to nothing to help out with maintaining their house and
yard. He has been in and out of jail, in and out of rehabs (to no
avail). There were frequent episodes in which my parents had to
call the police, because my brother was behaving violently, and
cursing at my mother, calling her names that no child should ever
call their parents. He put too many holes in their walls to
count, has stolen from my mother's purse numerous times, and
broken Mom's heart beyond repair. Yet, they would never kick him
out.

Then one day I saw something that changed everything for me. By
the time I had gotten up and opened the shades, the sun was high
in the sky so it must have been about lunch time; and I noticed
that mom was out back by the pool sunbathing in a bikini I have
ever seen her in.

When I looked over at the adjacent house, I noticed that the
teenager named Roy was peering over the fence at mom while she
lay there in her own little world. I must have stood there for a
good ten minutes watching Roy watch my mom; when he must have
gotten the feeling someone was watching him and he beat a retreat
back in his kitchen door and out of sight. After watching this, a
memory of my teenage started to haunt me again.

[One day, late in the evening, I happened to be walking by my
mother's bedroom on my way to the bathroom. When I passed her
door, my head did a double take. Mom was on her bed folding the
bedspread away from the pillows while resting on both knees. Her
delectable tanned cheeks were spread high in the air. I stopped
to drink in the sight of her smooth, tight skinned rear. She was
obviously going to seduce my dad since she had on a new--new to
me anyway--thong on. The fabric which snuggled against her sex
was white sprinkled in red polka dots that connected to a red
strap which did a better job of enticing rather than covering her
tight brown hole. There were no hairs to speak of so I assumed
she must have shaven it off. Her top was a long white t-shirt,
probably my dads. When she finished preparing the bed and was
ready to climb off, I hurriedly ran into the bathroom to jerk
myself raw. That memory stood with me for some time until I
joined army.]

My mom Laura is 46, 5'4 in height and ways in at 140lbs with
short brown hair with blonde highlights. Her breasts are 38C and
are still firm and full for her age. She kept herself in good
shape. She was inclined to be a bit casual about how she dressed
at home. Every time I would see mom in anything revealing I would
end up with a hard on and would have to go to my room or the
bathroom to jerk off. She sure was an M I L F that knew it too
but was afraid to explore with anyone else apart from dad. As far
as Dad was concerned he was sexually inactive since his stroke.

Mom and I have always been close and have always been touchy
feely and full of physical love for each other. One day I saw her
worried and asked about the cause of her worry but she said that
she was alright.

"C'mon, what kind of son would I be if I wasn't here for my mom
when she needs me most?"

She came over to where I was sitting and gave me a big hug and I
tried not to think about her braless boobs pressing against my
shoulder.

"No matter how bad things get, as long as I have you I know it'll
all be okay." She gave me a kiss atop my head and another tight
squeeze. "I can't believe this big boy used to be my little
baby!" She suddenly plopped right into my lap.

"Mom" I squirmed in a desperate effort to make sure she didn't
sit on my currently hard cock.

"I used to hold you just like this when you were little, and now
look!" She kicked her feet like a little kid. "Remember the
giggle game?" And with that she started tickling me.

"Mom!"

"Oh, lighten up. I'm only joking." She ruffled my hair as she
headed for the bathroom. "I'm going to take a quick shower, and
then get to sleep."

Now no one should blame me for thinking nastily about mom.

My brother got arrested for robbing some cash from a local store.
He was sentenced to 20 months. This affected my parents badly. My
mom in particular was very grim. I hate being around non-happy
persons so I decided to cheer her up a little by taking her out
for diner. My father as usual opted out due to his health.

Mom wore a dress with a tight bodice and bare shoulders and a
full, generous and loosely pleated skirt. "You look beautiful in
that dress." I said. "Thank you, honey," Mom replied.

The hotel we went in was a busy one. We had to wait for a table
and we did so at the bar, where she had a couple of Scotches. I
took some myself. Later, while we ate, she had a couple more
drinks and she had gotten a little tipsy. That was okay, I was
driving.

When we got home, Mom had thrown her arms around me and kissed me
somewhat passionately. "You're a good boy, Keegan, to put up with
an old broad like your mother," she slurred, "when you could be
out with a nice girl."

"I'd rather be out with you, Mom, You're all the girl I want."

For a long time I had looked at my mother sexually. Truthfully, I
wanted to fuck her.

I took the chance, while we embraced, of grasping her behind and
pulling her against the hard-on in my pants that had quickly.
When she didn't resist, I slowly rubbed myself against her. Then,
to my amazement, she had pushed her tongue into my mouth and
swayed her body against mine as we continued to kiss.

"Ooo," she whispered thru the kiss, "somebody's got a hard-on.
Does it feel good, Keegan? Do you want your mommy to take care of
it for you?"

"Mom," I answered huskily, "I want to fuck you. Can we go to bed
and fuck?" She immediately stepped back and, in a low voice,
said, "Oh Baby, you're not supposed to fuck your mother. That's a
no-no, don't you know?"

"I don't care, Mom, I just want to fuck you and make you feel
good the way Dad used to do. I want to suck your tits, lick your
pussy, to hear you when you cum. Is that so wrong?"

I brought my hands up to her chest. "No don't, Keegan," my mother
pleaded with me.

"Come on, Mom, I can, I can. Come to bed with me and let me make
you feel as good as Dad used to, please, Mom, I can do it."

She gazed back into my pleading eyes for the longest time, then
said, "I'll go to bed with you, baby, and I'll take care of you.
We won't fuck but I'll take care of you," she said, almost
sternly.

I started to squeeze her large melons, but my Mom didn't pull
away. Instead she let out a moan. That was all it took for me. I
didn't waste a second in starting to strip my mother. I pulled
off her top and slid her shorts and panties down to the floor. We
were face to face when I took my Mom and pushed her onto the bed.

"Come on, Mom, I can, I can. Come to bed with me and let me make
you feel as good as Dad used to, please, Mom, I can do it."

She gazed back into my pleading eyes for the longest time, then
said, "I'll go to bed with you, baby, and I'll take care of you.
We won't fuck but I'll take care of you," she said, almost
sternly.
We had gone upstairs to her bedroom and, I started to squeeze her
large melons and she didn't pull away. Instead she let out a
moan. That was all it took for me. I didn't waste a second in
starting to strip my mother. I pulled off her top and slid her
shorts and panties down to the floor. We were face to face when I
took my Mom and pushed her onto the bed.

I got onto the bed and lay down next to her, reveling in the
warmth of her body, feeling her tits pressed against me as she
took hold of my cock. She began to stroke her hand up and down,
drawing the foreskin back and forth over the sensitive purple
head. "Good lord, Keegan, you're every bit as your Dad," she said
softly, continuing to pump my prick. I wasn't going to last too
long and I twisted slightly so that I could cup one of her tits
in my hand.

"Do you like feeling my boob, baby? Does it feel good?"

"God, yes, Mom, it does feel good.", I answered huskily.

"In a minute, baby, in a minute," and she began to speed up the
strokes. "Does that feel good? will you tell me when you're going
to cum?"

"Oh god, yes, Mom, it feels awful good. I'm gonna cum, I can feel
it, yes, OH GOD! I'M CUMMING RIGHT NOW!! HERE IT CUMS!!" and with
that my jism shot out of my cock, arching over the both of us. As
she continued pumping, I spurted again and again. As the last of
my cum dribbled out, Mom leaned over and licked it off my cock,
then, still holding the shaft in her hand, took the purple head
in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it as she sucked me dry.

"Did that feel good, Keegan? Did you like that?"

"God yes," I gasped between breaths, "It felt wonderful."

Mom released her hold on my now shrinking rod and got off the
bed, going to her bathroom to return a few minutes later with a
warm, wet washcloth. She proceeded to wash the jism off the both
of us, then, satisfied we were both clean, tossed the cloth onto
the floor and lay back down beside me.

"If you want," she said, "You can touch my pussy now. Just touch
it, Okay?" I rolled onto my side and, reaching over her slightly,
ran my hand over her slightly rounded belly and into the thatch
of curly brown hair. I let my fingers go further until I could
feel the beginning of the lips of her labia.

As I traced one finger back and forth, she parted her legs
slightly and I heard her moan softly. At the top of her nether
lips, a small button, her clit began to harden, slowly peeking
out from its hood. I rubbed it gently in a circular motion and
heard a gasp. Her hips rose slightly and began an undulating
movement as I continued to rub, first with one finger, then two.

Rising up on one elbow, I leaned over and put my mouth to her
nearest breast, sucking the hard, erect nipple. Mom put one hand
behind my head, holding me to her breast, while with the other on
my hand at her pussy as I continued ministering to her clit. She
clasped her hand over mine, pressing it hard against her. Her
legs parted further and she drew her knees up. "Harder, love,
harder," she moaned. "Rub it hard. Make me cum, baby, make me
cum."

I spread my Mom's legs apart and I slid my tongue between her
folds. My Mom let out a sigh and pulled her legs back to give me
a clear path to her pussy. I was licking between her pussy like a
madman. Mom's juices were all over my mouth and face. I took a
finger and rubbed it across clit. When I looked at her face,
expecting her to tell me to stop, her eyes were closed and her
mouth open as her breathing became more and more ragged. I was
getting my mother off!!

"Deeper, baby, I can't remember the last time, I was this
aroused," she was now screaming loudly. "Oh god, I'm gonna
cum...oh god, don't stop, baby, don't stop...oh god it feels so
good."

I suddenly saw this was my chance to fuck her. Leaving her tit, I
scrambled to get on my knees between her spread legs, all the
time keeping my fingers probing her cunt. Once I was in position,
I withdrew my fingers and guided my prick to her love tunnel and
pushed in, sinking my cock full into her.

"No Keegan, you shouldn't!" Nothing was going to stop me now. My
mushroom began to split between her pussy lips and I moved inside
my Mom. Mom was so wet it didn't take much to sink totally into
her quim. Mom started to cry out as I stroked her hot pussy. She
wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me into her.

My ass was like a piledriver as I pounded my Mom and fed her
every inch of me. I was going to make sure this wasn't the first
and last time we had sex. Sweat was pouring over both of us as I
pulled her legs apart. I pushed Mom's thighs to her chest. This
gave me the ability to get as deep as possible. My cock felt so
long and thick as I was stroking my Mom's pussy.

Almost at once her body stiffened and I thought she was going to
push me out and off her but, instead, she gave a long, low moan
and I realized she had climaxed. For what seemed several minutes
she remained, her hips thrust up, straining against me, her cunt
convulsing on my cock. Then, slowly, she came down off her high,
her hips falling back, almost pulling my prick out of her wet
cunt. I pushed myself back into her, staying as deep as I could.

As I watched her face, the strained look faded and she opened her
eyes to look up at me. She suddenly realized it was my cock
buried in her cunt and an almost horror came over her as I
started to piston my cock into her dripping pussy.

"Oh no, no, baby. You shouldn't do this, please baby, please,"
she protested. But her body said something different and she
began thrusting up to meet my every plunge. "Oh god, Keegan, oh
god, you're fucking your mother!!" she cried, Oh god, we mustn't,
oh god, it feels so good...I don't want to stop."

It didn't take long for Mom to start squirting all over again. I
felt her juices hitting my groin. Mom was crying out and her body
was shaking as I was on top of her screwing her like crazy. I was
surprised I was able to hold out as long as I did. My nuts began
to pinch as I felt my load rising up to the tip of my dick. I
then shot my man load into my Mom.

"HERE IT COMES, MOM, HERE IT CUMS!! YES..YES... YESSS!!" With
each spurt I tried to get deeper, to plant my juices right at her
womb.

"Oh my God!" Mom screamed out to me. She must have thought I was
going to pull out before I shot my cream. I just couldn't bring
myself to pull my dick out. I shot load after load into my Mom's
belly. I just kept my cock buried in my Mom until I began to grow
soft. Eventually my dick slipped out and I was on lying on top of
my Mom. I took each of her nipples into my mouth and I sucked
them.

Mom had kept orgasming until I finally slipped away from her
body. We both were totally exhausted. I seemed to have drifted
off after we finished our lovemaking. When I woke my Mom was next
to me. "We shouldn't have done what we did Keegan," Mom quietly
told me. "I want you Mom, I plan on having you again," I told
her.

Mom was breathing heavily again, just the way she did before when
she became sexually excited. Her love honey was seeping out of
her cunt, around my fingers, running down her thighs, as I
continued to finger-fuck her.

"God, Keegan, it feels so good! You make me feel so damned good.
I'm gonna cum in a minute, just don't stop, please don't stop."

"I won't stop Mom. I want you to cum and cum and cum," I
whispered in her ear. "Then," I continued,

I'm going to lick your pussy and make you cum some more. Would
you like that?"

"Oh god, yes, Keegan, yes, yes, yes."

As the last of my jism dribbled into her, I collapsed, falling
forward onto Mom, exhausted. We had been fucking for almost an
hour and the wonderful exertions had drained me. Mom pushed me
off her body and in no time, I was sound asleep.

When I awoke, refreshed, late the next morning, I was alone in
bed. The pile of clothing that we had left on the floor the night
before was gone. I jumped out of bed...I had to pee something
awful. After I had emptied my bladder and, without bother to put
anything on, went downstairs to the kitchen.

* * * * *

When I walked into the kitchen, Mom was at the sink, peeling a
breakfast orange. She had only moments before, gotten out of bed
and paused only to throw a light robe on. When I came in she
turned and said, "Don't you even think about it. Your Dad might
make an appearance."


I started toward her. She picked up a knife. I ignored it and
walked right to her, put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her
down to her knees and then further until she was squatting on her
haunches. She still held the knife limply in her hand. I grasped
her chin and tilted her face up to look at me. Her eyes were
closed. I fished my cock out of my pajamas and pressed it down
against her lips. She wouldn't open her mouth. I slid my cock
around on her face and again pressed it to her lips.


"Dad won't come here often," I said, and pushed harder. Her mouth
opened and my cock slid in. I held it there for a minute, and
then started to slowly fuck her face. I pushed it in far and even
though I'm not big, she gagged and coughed drool onto my cock,
making it very slippery. "That's right, let me slip it in, let me
fuck your mouth". I started sliding it back and forth fast, then
slow. Every so often I held it in deep, forcing her to gag and
cough more drool onto my cock. I'd pull out and rub it around on
her face, then feed it back in. I came, pulling out just soon
enough to spurt some onto her face. I'd marked her.



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That night, while Dad was dozing in his chair, I dropped a
blanket on her lap and sat down in front of her. "Well?" I said
when she didn't move. She swung her legs off the sofa and put her
feet on the table. I reached up and started to manipulate her
pussy. She was wet. I pulled down on her legs urging her to bring
her ass forward to the edge of the sofa. I pushed several fingers
into her until the wide part of my hand was twisting in her cunt.
I worked her for several minutes like this. Then I twisted around
and lifted my left hand up, palming its contents into my right
hand, before putting it back near her cunt. Carefully, I slipped
my vaseline-covered middle fingertip hand into her little hole.
She stiffened right up but I kept working my finger in while I
gently massaged her pussy with my other hand. After a few minutes
she relaxed and I slowly worked my finger further in, then
started fucking it in and out of her ass.


After a few minutes of this I pulled both hands away, got up and
walked to the stairs. I turned around and, in full view of my
dozing Dad, pulled my cock out and waved it at my Mother,
beckoning her. Mom got up and came toward me. I went downstairs,
past the laundry room to the spare bedroom. I stood just inside
the door as she passed through the doorway and walked as if in a
daze straight to the bed. Without stopping, she climbed up on the
bed, pulled a pillow toward her and laid her tummy over it with
her head on the mattress. She reached behind with both hands to
pull her skirt up and over her behind. I shuffled up behind her.

I almost choked at the sight of her creamy bottom. Not one to
dawdle, I callously pried both her cheeks apart to obscenely
stretch her puckered hole. She sucked air through her teeth as I
continuously stretched her meaty globes. The slick wetness of
mom's gash surrendered under the strain of my firm hands,
revealing her moist red cunt meat.

The sight of her gaping sphincter had my erection begging for
release. Reaching a new low in depravity I never knew I had in
me, I attempted to insert my nose and tongue simultaneously to
prevent her tight crinkle from closing too soon. Her pungent shit
smell assaulted my nostrils as I wormed my nozzle in to the
bridge. I deeply inhaled her feminine aroma into my lungs as my
head began to spin out of control. It was hard for me to move my
tongue since it was trapped between my nose and her anus.
Determined to get a few swipes in before the main event, I
managed a small side to side motion with the belly of my slick
tongue. God! She tasted so fuckin' sweet as I slobbered into her
bowels. It was savagery at its finest, but I needed more!

"Spread your cheeks." She did and I rubbed some Vaseline onto her
rosebud, put my cock straight up to it, and pushed. It slipped
easier than I expected. She moaned. More of a grunt really.
Resting my palms over the swell of her round ass cheeks, I slowly
slid my cock out to the head. Then slowly sawed in as I groaned
from the delicious pressure exerted on my fat dick.

Reaching over my mom, I grabbed a handful of her long brown hair
and jerked her head back as I savagely plowed into her rear. "Ow!
Ahhh! Ahhh!" The friction from her constricted ass made my
burning cock look sun burnt as I tore into her bottom.

"Fuck! I'm almost there," I said in ragged gasps. I felt my balls
begin to tighten. "Get ready. . .mom. Here. . .Here it comes," I
said, as I sunk my shaft on the final stroke to the bottom of her
bowels. I threw my head back and roared my release as thick ropes
of scalding cream soothed the burning walls of her rectum.


"Oh mom! Ahhhhrrrrrgggggg! Fuck! Ooooo! Fuck yeah!" Mom cried
when she felt the first shots from my exploding tip.


"Oh no! I'm cummmmmmmmming! I'm cummmmmmmmm! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
she shrieked, as I kept pumping load after load of my jism. She
violently spasm as another wave hit her. "Oh my God! How can
this-- I'm cumming! I'm cummmmiiiing! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Her
screams deliciously pierced my ears as I intoxicated myself with
her swaying ass.


The very next morning, when I entered the kitchen, Mom turned
around at the sink and sunk down to her knees. I pulled her up to
her feet, kissed her gently for several minutes using my tongue,
turned her around, lifted her dress and shoved my cock up her wet
cunt. I started grinding her. I could tell she loved the grind. I
finished with intense spasms against her rear.

"I want your ass again," I gasped into her ear.

"Tonight," she whispered back.


Mom stopped using Dad's presence to block me. If anything, she
was more aroused if he was nearby so I had many stand-up kitchen
and laundry room fucks. Mom would get up in the middle of the
night and come to my bed and many times snuck into my room to
give me a blowjob, or get her pussy eaten, while Dad was in his
bed. No one knew about it. No one even suspected that I was
having sex with my mother.