TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Copyright c 1998 by 0DAM. ALL Rights Reserved This story or any part of it may not be copied modified or added to in any shape or form. It may not be sold for profit. This Story may be freely distributed for personal use with this notice Attached. Story Content:(m/F, Inc, Impreg) AUITHOR: 0DAM TITLE: TRACY, MY LOVE! I grew up in the Midwest in the early sixties. I was the youngest of a family of three children. This story is about my beautiful and sexy mother. It's a story about sacrifice and love. Her name is Tracy. My dad got her pregnant at a very young age. Her oldest Eric was born when she was only fifteen, followed by my sister Ruth a year later. He married her just before Ruth was born. When she was seventeen she gave birth to me - Matt. Dad was a mild mannered man who worked in a mill. He had one addiction, he drank heavily and many a night he would pass out and had to be helped to bed. He was good to my mother and I could see that she respected and loved him. But I sensed there was also sadness in her and at that time I could not understand why. My older brother Eric was constantly in trouble both in and out of school. My sister was of a more serious disposition and was the quiet one of the bunch. I on the other hand was the talkative one of the lot. I helped mom out at every opportunity. You see I had a crush on her and this way it kept me close to her. Mom always looked up to me for help. I was constantly chatting her up, I could see that she appreciated this as it helped to break the boredom of her day. Dad would go to work in the morning and the next time we saw him was late at night when he would come home tired after which he would proceed to drink heavily. It seemed to me that the spark had gone out of their marriage. Most of the time he seemed either preoccupied in making ends meet or drinking, this I believe led to his neglecting mom. Don't get me wrong, dad stilled loved mom. They still laughed, joked and kidded each other but the romance that characterized the earlier part of the marriage was rare. Eric, my older brother, was of little or no use he constantly got into all sorts of trouble. Mom and dad did all they could to help him but with little or no effect. I, on the other hand, worked part time after school In order to supplement our income; this left me very little time to socialize. There were good days and bad days. Sometimes my sister and I would help mom clean up the dishes. After the rest of the family had gone to bed had gone to bed, mom and I would sit by the kitchen table and talk. I knew mom appreciated this gesture. As years went by we grew very close. She would constantly hug me and remind me that I was the beacon of light in her life. I was very mature for my age, knowledgeable beyond my years. When I was sixteen I began to notice mom in a different light. I was growing aware sexually and with that bought the realization that mom was very sexy. She had long dark hair, hair that reached to her hips. And even having birthed three children she had a killer figure- 36-24-36. Her eyes were very blue and twinkled in good humor. How close were we? Well we talked about every thing even personal secrets. I talked of my girlfriends my likes and dislikes and she talked of her past before she married dad. She talked wistfully of those carefree days of her youth of things that could have been. She never regretted her marriage as it produced some of the important things in her life- her husband and her children. With my awareness of Mom as a desirable woman, I began to seek out her hugs and kisses. I began to pay her compliments on her looks at which she would blush. I began to leave her complimentary notes or have flowers delivered to her with a note of how much I appreciated her. I began a routine where every Sunday evening I would take her to the movies and dinner. I called it our night out. My brother called me a sissy, since, as he put it, I still needed mom to chaperone me around. I didn't care. At the movies I would innocently lean against her or hold her hands. Pretty soon I started putting my arm around her shoulders at which she would lean back and rest her head against my shoulders. I knew that she looked forward to our weekends together because she would try to pick a movie well in advance. After the movies we would drive out to a cliff near the edge of town. From here one could look at the whole town. We would talk laugh and josh one another. "Matt", she said one day, "I think you should be dating girls of my own age and I don't want to monopolize your attention". "Mom" I said blindly without thinking much of the consequences. "You are my date. I have tried to go out with other girls but constantly think of you". She pulled her head back in surprise looked at me and then looked away silent. "Mom did I say something to alarm you". "I think we should leave," she said after a long interval of silence. Mentally I cursed my self for saying what I had said, but knew that now the cat was out of the bag there was no turning back. I decided to go for broke. "Mom," I said, "I am sorry if I offended you, but you know I have a good head on my shoulders and wise beyond my years. But don't hate me for saying that I am in love with you and I will do anything to make you happy". The silence continued for some time and then she looked at me sadly. "Matt it's not your fault but mine. I should not have let it continue but I guess I was lonely" "Mom," I said "I wish it hadn't happened, but since it has I am glad to be in love with you". "Honey you are my son for crying out loud," she retorted, "these things don't happen between a mother and son and besides I am a married woman". "Mom," I replied in desperation, "what is done is done. I can't take my love back, but will you give at least some serious consideration to what I just said". She was silent for a long time. She was crying. My heart went out to her. I pulled her to my chest and held her. "Matt" she whispered. "I think we should be heading home" Things cooled down very much after that. Even though I pleaded with her, she would not let me take her out on Sundays, telling me instead that I should find someone of my very own age. I could see that it was killing her as much as it was killing me. As days passed she seemed sad and withdrawn. This went on for a month. Dad noticed the change and asked her why she didn't go out to the movies with me any more. Mom shook her head and asked dad why he didn't take her out. "You know honey I work every day of the week honey and Sunday is my only day off. On that day I prefer to stay and relax at home," he replied. He was drunk as usual. After which a big verbal fight ensued which ended with Mom exiting to the bedroom and slamming the door shut. That Tuesday when my dad, my brother and sister were out of the house I asked her out again. To my surprise she quietly nodded her head in assent. I went and hugged and she put her head on my shoulders. I hugged her tightly indicating to her that with her assent the tone of our relationship had changed. I silently but very gently caressed her back running my hands over her shoulders and over her behind. She continued to rest her head over my shoulders. I pulled back and looking deep into her eyes said in a quiet voice. "Mom I love you and I can't change that". I bent down kissed her cheeks, her neck, and then boldly placed my mouth against her lips. She did not draw back from my embrace. I was elated that at last it seemed she was responding back. My flowers were now accepted with a warm kiss on the cheek. When we were alone the hugs were back but my hands now openly and gently caressed her. In the days that followed before the Sunday date, I saw mom suddenly change back to her old self. My sister also remarked at her change to which she replied that she was going to see a movie with me. My sister smiled at me saying that she had thought that I had finally cut the apron strings. I mumbled saying something about mom needing a break. That Sunday evening mom looked stunning in a tight dress. Her breasts and butt cheeks molded beautifully into her dress. I was overcome looking at her beauty. She looked very young. I was, I noticed, the recipient of many an envious stares. The movie was a sentimental romance. As usual I put my arm around my mom while she leaned her head against my shoulders. After the movie as usual we drove up to the cliff. It was a cool night. Mom looked into my eyes and said, "Matt, thank you for your patience and thank you for the wonderful evening". I said, "Mom would you be offended if I called you Tracy when we are alone together". Mom smiled and replied, "My aren't we getting a little personal here," and in a low voice she said, "Yes you may Matt". I looked at mom and said, "Tracy you look sexy tonight". Mom blushed and laughed at the same time, "Oh Matt if you weren't my son I would think you are trying to seduce your own mother". I looked at her and said, "Tracy, I am". Mom pulled her head back and replied, "Matt for heavens sake I am your mother and besides I love your father very much". "Tracy do you really love him? I see he has been neglecting you and that you are deeply unhappy. Give me a chance, I can make you happy!" She replied quietly after a long pause, "Matt may be we should head home before one of us does something that we may deeply regret the rest of our lives". I groaned. "Mom I am sorry but you are so beautiful you make me say and do things I have no control over. Many a times I have wished you were not my mom maybe it would have been easier romancing you". I could see that mom was pleased at the compliment I had paid her. I'm sure dad did not do that. Mom caressed my cheek, "You poor baby, and by the way I am glad your are my son. Do you really think I am beautiful?" I smiled and replied by drawing her to my breast, "Yes Tracy you are beautiful and sexy. Suddenly I bent down and kissed her. Mom did not draw back but remained passive and stiff in my arms. I continued to kiss her with more and more passion. Suddenly she responded back with equal pressure against my lips. At last I could see a crack in her armor. I pressed my advantage and we continued necking. I was all over her face I kissed her cheeks her eyes her nose and back to her lips. I gently probed her mouth with my tongue and she opened her lips. We necked for a while. Suddenly my mother said, "Matt Its getting late I think we should head home". As we drove back mom leaned her head back on my shoulder. I could see a faint smile in the corner of her mouth. Halfway back home I pulled into a side street, to my mom's surprise. I pulled the car to a stop, pulled her towards me, and started to kiss her. I gently put my hand on her breast she stiffened pulled away from my lips and whispered, "Matt, I don't think we should do this". But I cut off any further protest by forcing her lips back into mine. I continued caressing her breasts. They were firm and felt wonderful in my in my hands. I knew mom was getting excited because she began to moan as kiss back with greater intensity. Suddenly she pulled back and said, "Matt we should go home". "Okay Trace". When we reached home the house was quiet. Every one had gone to bed. I knew dad would be fast asleep drunk. When we entered the house I began kissing mom again in the living room down stairs. At first she protested saying that someone could come down stairs. I replied quietly but firmly, "Trace I love you as I have never loved anyone before. I just want to kiss you all the time. I can't help it. Besides everyone is fast asleep". "That's sweet Matt, I love you to! But I am a married woman and whatever shortcomings your dad has I still love him!" "Trace", I whispered, "All we are doing is necking I don't see any harm in that?" "But honey somebody could wake up and come downstairs". Suddenly I had an idea. "Trace, how about going to my room. We can lock the door. Dad I'm sure is drunk and won't miss you". Mom was silent for a few seconds. I was surprised when she nodded her head in agreement. Mom replied, "Go to room and wait for me I'll go and check on your father". In my room I paced back and forth excitedly. Suddenly my bedroom door clicked open and mom walked in. She pulled the door shut and locked it. She hastily came up to me and said, "Dads asleep drunk as usual". I taught I heard a note of disgust in her voice. "Honey, I don't think we shouldn't do this as it could get out of hand", she whispered. "I have never cheated on dad". "I know" I replied "But mom, trace trust me I would never hurt you. I love you as I have never loved anyone before". "Oh Matt" mom said timidly and kissed me on the cheek. I sank with her on my bed and began kissing her. The kisses grew more and more heated and I could feel Tracy's excitement through her dress. My hands were now rowing all over her body caressing her breasts one second and rubbing her ass the next. I reached behind to undo the buttons on the front of her blouse. Mom went rigid in my arms for a few seconds but then she relaxed. I swiftly undid the buttons and removed her blouse as quickly as possible afraid she would change her mind any time. All the while I continued kissing her. I reached back and unsnapped her bra. Again mom weakly protested and whispered, "Hon think of your father". I knew we were far too gone to think of anybody else. I cut her off with another open-mouthed kiss. All of a sudden her bare breasts were pressed against mine. I blindly reached out and began to fondle them. They felt soft and sexy. I bent down and took a nipple in my mouth and began to lick and suck. Mom moaned in passion. Her nipples were long and thick. Her nipples were soon erect in excitement. "Trace I love you, I can't help it. I know I should feel guilty of cheating dad but I don't care" I declared. I continued kissing all the way to her navel savoring the slightly salty taste of her body. Mom gave an audible squeak of pleasure. I reached her belly button with my tongue and began to kiss and lick it as mom pushed her self up to me in pleasure. I began to stroke her legs up and down, all the while kissing her belly button. Her legs were firm to touch. Slowly my hand inched further and further under her skirt. Her thighs felt firm and soft. Mom stiffened as my hand reached the crotch of her panties. I reached up and sought her lips and gently forced them open with my tongue. Mom moaned into my mouth. She relaxed and opened her thighs in response. I shook my head in disbelief. Mom, the woman of my dreams, the same woman who had borne my brother and sister, the woman who had birthed me was letting me make love to her. I caressed her through her panties. I felt her cleft and began to rub it. Mom moaned in pleasure. I could feel to moistness seep through her panties. I pulled my hands out from under her skirt, quickly undid the zipper and pulled it down. I stood up, removed my clothes as quickly as I could. My cock was hard as an iron bar. I slid down mom's body until my mouth was pressed against the crotch of her panties. Only the panties separated her bush from my mouth. I inhaled deeply breathing in the intoxicating aroma of her juices mixed with the faint smell of stale urine. I noticed that her pubic hair stuck out the side of her panties, an indication that she was blessed with a rich pubic thatch. I began to lick the crotch of her panties as Tracy wiggled in excitement. I began to savor her juices that seeped through her panties. I reached and hooked my fingers under the waistband of her panties and began to tug them down. Suddenly mom jerked up. "Oh, honey, no, we shouldn't" she said. "You are my son and I shouldn't be doing this. Besides I don't want to cheat on your father." "Tracy, Mom I love you. You are the most beautiful woman in the world. I know it's unusual for a mother and son to be sexually involved. I believe that if you love some one its only natural to make love." "But Matt what if someone finds out." "Tracy, we can be careful and no one needs to know our business." "But Matt" I kissed her before she could complete her sentence. I kissed her hair her eyes and once again lowered my mouth to her full sexy lips. Suddenly Mom went limp in my arms. She began to kiss back with more passionate intensity. Our tongues dueled with each other. I reached down and tugged her panties. This time she did not resist. I pulled them off and threw them down on the floor. She instinctively reached down and covered her womanhood from my prying eyes. I gently but firmly pulled her hand away. I stared at the thick rich dark pubic hair like some one in a trance. Mom reached up and pulled me down and began to kiss me as I began to gently caress and finger her mons. I nibbled at her teats at the same time inserted my middle finger into her womanhood. Never in my dreams did I ever think that one day Mom would let me pull her panties down and caress her femininity. She was very wet. I moved my mouth down her body to the inside of her thighs and then proceeded to kiss and lick it. I then moved my mouth up to her pubic hair and proceeded to nibble it. All the while Tracy, my Mom moaned in pleasure. I licked the thick pubic hair and then proceeded to pull her vagina open. I breathed in the rich feminine odor of my excited mother. I stared at the inner wall and noticed the small pink hole through which she peed. I licked it. I licked the surrounding walls savoring the rich flavor of her very wet hole. I ran my tongue over her clitoris and Mom yelped in pleasure. I placed a finger in her vagina and proceeded to run it in and out while eating her. Her breathing grew ragged. I continued to stimulate her clitoris for a long time. Mom grew very wet. My fingers were drenched with her juices. Suddenly mom stiffened and moaned at the same time. Her body then shuddered continuously as I rapidly licked her clitoris. I knew she had just climaxed. She quickly pulled me up on top of her. "Honey, That was good". She whispered shyly. "I have never had an orgasm this good. "Mom you are sexy and beautiful. This has been my ultimate fantasy to make love to you." "You really think I'm beautiful honey." "Oh Tracy, yes" Mom reached up and pulled me down lightly kissed my lips and then forced my mouth open with her tongue. At the same time she reached down and grabbed my penis and began to rub it up and down her very wet slit. She grew more and more agitated. "Mom" I whispered. "I love you". She spread her legs wide as if in silent assent and bought the tip of my cock and placed it against her vaginal orifice. I looked deep into her eyes as she began to push me into her. I was big and thick for my age. Her vagina slowly opened like a petal. Mom suddenly pushed upward and my cock slid into her vagina to the hilt. Mom was surprisingly very tight for someone who had three children. I could feel her muscles clutching me like a vice. I pulled out and then slid back in one fluid motion. I then proceeded to fuck mom with a fury that I had never experienced before. Her body shook in rhythm to the fuck strokes. My penis was soon saturated with her lubricating juices. We moved as if we were made to fuck each other. Every down stroke was met with an upstroke. I could feel the tip of my cock hit the mouth of her womb with each plunge. She began to breathe heavier and heavier. After rutting like animals for about fifteen minutes she suddenly went rigid and clutched my ass. I could feel began rapid contractions about my cock at the same time I began to ejaculate against her womb. I must have spilt a load in her as I felt the semen running back out of her vagina. We stayed coupled for some time savoring the aftermath of our mutual orgasm, and kissing each other. I started to get excited and felt my self-hardening in her. I gently started to see saw back and forth in her vagina. This time the fuck was slow and gentle, it lasted a longer time. Mom and I came at the same time. "Matt" she said after the last romantic fuck. "You are huge, I never had it this good with your father. I can't remember when I had my last orgasm." I beamed with pride. My first with mom had been better than anything dad had been able to deliver in all the years they had been married. "Oh mom, that's only because I love you so much" "Oh sweetheart this was the best orgasm so far" she remarked. "Matt, honey" Mom whispered. "I should be going back to your fathers bed. We don't want to arouse any suspicion now, would we." We kissed for some time whispering sweet nothings to each other. She then got up cleaned her self. "Tracy can I keep your panties" I asked in a whisper. Mom was silent. "A souvenir of your conquest," mom asked mischievously. "Yes," I replied. "Only if you hide it". Mom put her clothes back on and pantyless she slipped out of the room. I was covered with a mixture of our fuck juices. The last thing I remember falling asleep was mom's panties pressed to my cheeks. The next day Mom did not look at me when the family was seated at the breakfast table. I thought I had blown it. The family finally dispersed for the day and I was getting ready to go to school. Mom stepped into my room. "Matt" she said, "we need to talk." "Tracy what's wrong." Mom blushed. "Honey we can't repeat what we did last night" Before I could protest any further she motioned me to be quiet. "Hon, I think last night was wonderful. I will always treasure. But I have never been unfaithful to your dad except for last night. This is never going to happen again." "Mom," I protested as I moved towards her and pulled her into my arms, "I love you and I know that you love me. Give our love a chance." I tried to kiss her but she averted her lips and pulled out of my embrace and shook her head. "Tracy," I said, as she was ready to leave my room "I will not stop loving you and will not stop pursuing you." Mom left my room with tears in her eyes. Things cooled down after that. And even though I could see that mom was unhappy she would not budge from her resolve. I had given up ever getting her back. Then something strange happened. I started seeing this girl Lisa who lived about four blocks down the street. I noticed that mom's demeanor towards me changed. She acted more like someone who was jealous. She snapped at me at the smallest of mishaps. "Matt" she said one day as I was on my way out on a date with Lisa. "I think Lisa is not a good influence on you." I was stunned. "Tracy, if I did not know any better, I would think you are jealous." No I'm not jealous of that tramp", she snapped. "Oh I think you are." I said and walked out before she could reply. Secretly I was happy that she was jealous. It gave me hope that maybe she would reconsider. Well that hope came sooner than later. One day when we were alone, mom asked, "Matt maybe we should go out for a movie this weekend." I was pleasantly surprised. "Tracy, Oh yes, Oh yes." I whispered. The days following I was in a trance. I couldn't wait for the weekend. For our date mom had gone out of her way to dress sexy. I could not believe that the sexy woman next to me was my date. After the movie we drove to our secluded spot. I pulled her into my arms and mom did not resist. We began to kiss passionately. My hands were roaming all over her body. I could see mom was visibly excited. After an hour or so of necking we drove back home. When we reached home everyone was asleep. "Go to your room and wait for me, I'll check on your father." she whispered. I was undressed and in bed when she entered. After locking the door she came to me. Our passionate kissing continued. I swiftly undressed mom and rolled on top of her. I kissed every inch of her body over and over again. I held on to her shapely ass as I ate her out. I got on top of her, she took hold of my penis, which was hard as a steel bar, and placed it against her vaginal opening. I pressed and easily entered her very slick cunt. I held moms ass and started fucking her. Mom moaned with pleasure at every fuck stroke. We rolled around the bed, sometimes she was on top and at other times I was. We were at it for a long time and when I forcefully ejaculated into her, she came with an intensity I had never seen before. "Hon," she said, "that was the best so far". "Tracy, I'm glad you changed your mind". "Oh Son I missed you, and when you started going out with that tramp." "You mean Lisa," I interrupted with a laugh. "Yes, her," she said with some impatience. "I realized I was jealous and that I loved you more than anything thing in the world." "As a lover" I asked mischievously. "Yes realized I loved you, not only as a mother but as a lover and that I could not bear to be apart from you." She whispered. "Do you love me more than dad." I asked. "Oh son I respect your dad, but I don't love him. At one time I thought I did, but after being with you I now know what love is." "Tracy, I love you. You have just made me the happiest man in the world. I don't want to share you with anyone, even dad. You belong to me. Your body is mine. I want you naked in my arms all the time. I want to enter you all the time." "Oh son that is so wicked, but I love it. Matt, this is going to be our secret. I want to be in your arms naked all the times but we have to be careful. I don't want your Dad, brother or your sister to find out. I know it would break your fathers heart." "Yes Tracy I know," I replied. We began to kiss; my hands fondled her breasts. I then proceeded to kiss her lovely long nipples, which were swollen with passion. She pushed me on my back and climbed on top of me and lowered her cunt on my cock. She pressed down until I was buried in her to the hilt. She lowered her mouth to mine while she proceeded to move up and down, slowly at first and then very rapidly. Suddenly her tongue began to frantically duel with mine. She then opened her mouth in a silent scream. I knew she had climaxed. I rolled on top of her and continued to fuck her with savage fuck strokes. Her body shook with each fuck stroke. She screamed and at the same time I buried my cock against her womb and proceeded to saturate her inner walls with my semen. After the wild ride we began to kiss tenderly while we were still joined at the crotch. Mom pushed me on my back and began to kiss my body all over. When she reached my crotch she took my hard cock in her mouth. Mom then gave me a blowjob. When I came she swallowed all of my come. From that time on we tried to spend every opportunity with each other. Whenever we were alone moms would be the one to first make sexual overtures. She was at her sexual peak and constantly horny- I know because when I pulled her panties off she was already sopping wet. I was proud when she told me shyly that she would get wet just thinking of me, and that nobody had excited her that way. I gave up seeing Lisa at mom's behest. Some times we were so crazy for each other that we took risks. One time, while the family was down in the living room, I noticed that mom had gone to the bathroom upstairs. I went upstairs and silently opened the bathroom door. Mom had not locked it. She was peeing. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw me. Before she could say anything I pulled her of the commode, ripped out some toilet paper, cleaned her up, turned her around, bent her over the commode, and entered her from behind. "Honey someone may come up" she whispered. But I ignored her. I fucked until we both climaxed. I then pulled her panties up and would not allow her to clean herself up. We did not get caught. But for the rest of the day I knew mom had sticky panties and it was my semen dripping out of her cunt. I remember one night I woke up horny. I wanted mom bad. So I very silently crept to my parents bedroom. They were both asleep. I knew that dad was in a drunk and fast asleep. Mom was in her nightgown with the covers thrown back. She looked extremely sexy. I went up to her and shook her awake. When she did, I motioned her too keep quiet. I whispered that I wanted to see her in my room and left. About two minutes later she was in my room. As I pushed her on my bed and I undressed. "Matt I need to sleep and beside that was stupid of you to come to my bedroom" she grumbled. I cut of any further protest by kissing her. I pulled mom's dress up and began to eat her. In no time I had mom wet and excited. I moved on top and entered her womanhood and proceeded to make love to her. Later that night, when she left my room, she was one happy customer. For the next two years we were careful and fucked at every opportunity. Sometimes we would go away and spend weekends in a motel making love. Dad did not suspect a thing. He thought that I was being a concerned son. He never suspected our frequent outings. I think he was glad that mom was not there to nag him about his drinking. Two years later my sister got married and moved to New York. My older brother did odd jobs and lived in Texas. I thought that the affair with mother was over when I went to California to attend college. But mom missed me and visited me at every opportunity. In the end we were so love sick that she divorced dad and moved in with me. Dad was too addicted to drinks to care. Being far away from the family was a blessing. Now we lived openly as husband and wife and can barely be apart. Its good that Mom is a highly sexed woman hence she doesn't mind the fact that I am constantly kissing, caressing, and undressing her. We average at least two fucks a day. Mom had a good job. I also knew mom wanted more kids. "Tracy" I said one day, when I was nineteen and mom was thirty-six, "I would like to get you pregnant." "Hon, we can't! What if the family finds out and besides who will take care of the kid, you go to school and I work." "Mom" I said, "for one thing, we hardly see them, and besides they'll think it was an accident with some lover and I will take care of the kid when you are at work." Mom was reluctant at first, but she finally gave in. I took great pleasure impregnating her. We now have a baby girl. The family, whom we see very rarely thinks it was an accident that mom had in a night of passion with a stranger. Seeing the success of the first, mom now wants me to father her next child. At the birth of our son I quit school and we moved to Denmark. We have not kept in touch with the rest of the family. We live openly as husband and wife. I started my own travel agency, which is doing very well. Mom stays at home and looks after Amanda our daughter. Every night after we put Amanda to bed the fun starts. Mom is so excited that she is already wet when I pull her panties off. We then share an intimate shower. We wipe each other clean and then repair to the bedroom to make love over and over again. ---