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Air Raid (inc)
by Tiger (Anonymous)
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Jean lay in the darkness of the small air raid shelter listening to
the muted sounds of the falling bombs outside. She was 36 years old
and although she could never be described as beautiful, she had
retained her good looks and firm body despite having had 3 children.
Those same children were sleeping in the shelter with her, the two
youngest, Danny who was 8 and Mary who was 4 were in the top bunk.
The eldest Tom was in the bottom bunk, he had just turned 14. As she
lay there she heard Tom whimpering in the dark and realised that he
was frightened, very softly she called to him, reassuring him and
telling him it would soon be over. When Tom heard his mother's voice
he reached out in the dark to hold her hand, then he stumbled out of
the bunk and slid into his mother's bed. He laid his head on his
mother's breast and Jean pulled him close, whispering in the dark to
reassure him. "Shush my little darling the bombs can't hurt us down
here."
Tom put his arm round his mother and as he cuddled into her he felt
the warmth from her body seeping through his thin cotton pajamas and
immediately his penis was erect. He felt his face growing red in the
dark but he couldn't help himself. Jean felt him pushing against her
thigh and realised with a shock that her little boy was growing up
into quite a man. As she lay there in the dark Tom pushed himself
closer to her and within a few minutes he had set up a definite
rhythm so she could feel him rubbing himself off against the top of
her leg, slowly she turned toward him but the movement stopped him
and she felt him draw away from her. Slowly she moved her leg so that
Tom could push against the inside of her thigh and soon she felt the
shape of his hard young penis grinding into the side of her groin.
Within minutes she heard Tom sigh and felt a warm dampness seeping
through her skirt, she realised Tom had come and it was only then
that she realised what she had done.
The following day Jean analysed the nights events and concluded that
Tom had only followed his instincts, if anyone was to blame she was
but, her husband had been away in the army for the last 4 years and
she was still a young woman with all the needs and passion of any
healthy female and try as she may she could not feel too guilty at
having relieved her son in his time of need. During the next few
weeks Tom saw his mother in a different light, he realised that with
her dark wavy hair and plump but solid body she was an attractive and
desirable woman. Whenever he got the chance he watched her in the
hope that he might catch a glimpse of bare flesh but he did not have
any luck. His luck changed during the long summer holidays, his
mother asked him to help her to change the blackout curtains in her
bedroom. The windows were old fashioned and very high, as Jean stood
at the top of the step ladders Tom looked up and gasped, he could see
right up his mothers skirt. The flesh at the top of her stockings
bulged slightly outwards and his gaze travelled upwards to the vee
shape of her white cotton knickers. His mother heard him gasp and as
she looked down she realised that he was looking up her skirt, she
quickly came down the ladder and told him she would finish the
curtains by herself. After Tom had left the bedroom Jean was
breathing heavily and she was amazed to find herself thinking the
most erotic thoughts about her own son, she told herself to snap out
of it and turned her mind to finishing the curtains.
The following Thursday Jean had bathed the two younger children and
put them to bed, then she had fallen asleep on the old sofa. She was
woken up by a tickling feeling on her leg, she slowly opened her eyes
and saw Tom sitting on the floor by the sofa. His hand was slowly
rubbing up towards the hem of her skirt, Jean pretended to still be
asleep but by opening her eyes to a slit she could watch her son.
Tom's heart was beating so fast and hard he was frightened the noise
would wake his mother but he was determined to get another look up
her skirt, slowly but surely he pushed the hem of her skirt upwards,
past her knees and on towards her thighs until he could see the tops
of her stockings. He pushed the material of her skirt higher and then
he was rewarded with the most erotic sight he had ever seen in his
young life. There was a gap from the top of the stockings to the
curved leg of his mother's white cotton knickers, her flesh was pale
and plump and Tom's penis was straining at the confines of his short
trousers. Jean was curious as to how far Tom would dare to go and she
decided to keep up the pretence of sleeping no matter what he did,
then to encourage him a little bit she let one of her legs slide
sideways opening up the view for her incestuous boy.
Tom couldn't believe his luck, he could see the outline of his
mother's cunt lips through the faded material of her knickers, he
softly called her and touched her leg but she didn't respond. Quickly
he took out his hard penis and gently lay on top of his mother, he
laid his penis length wise down the outline of her cunt lips and very
slowly started to move gently up and down. After a few minutes of
this Tom lost himself in his passion and putting his hands on his
mother's plump hips he started to grind his hard young penis into the
soft fabric of his mother's knickers. Jean was finding it hard to
stop herself from responding to the mock shagging by her hard young
son but suddenly she felt Tom's hands grip her hips tightly and then
with a groan she felt her son's spunk spread across her knickers and
soak through. Tom lay on top of his mother not daring to move but
when she made no sign of waking he gingerly got up. As he stood there
looking down at her he was amazed when he realised that he was
getting hard again, his rubbing against her had driven the material
of her knickers into her cunt and he could see the full outline shape
of her cunt lips, his hand moved down to the elastic of her knickers
leg and softly he ran one finger under the material and pulled them
to the side. Jean was almost hypnotised wondering how far her son
would go when she felt his fingers spreading her cunt lips, it was
time to put a stop to this before it went too far so Jean mumbled and
pretended to slowly come awake. Tom hurriedly ran out of the room and
up to his bed. Jean knew that if she wasn't careful her son would
commit incest with her and she determined to be stronger in future.
A week later there was another air raid and the family were back in
the shelter, within 20 minutes Jean felt her son holding her hand and
asking if he could sleep in her bed, she said o.k. and felt him slide
into bed beside her. Tom shyly put his arm round his mother's waist
and then very slowly he ran his hand down her hips. When his mother
made no protest he let his hand slide to the front over her belly and
then down over the fabric of her knickers until he could feel the
shape of her cunt through the material. Despite her misgivings Jean
was becoming excited by the feel of her son's fingers running up and
down the lips of her cunt and without realising it she opened her
legs to give him easier access. Tom was so excited by this that he
pulled his penis out and started to push against his mothers leg,
Jean quickly turned round to him and taking his face in her hands
kissed him on the lips, Tom groaned in ecstasy and shoving his penis
as hard as he could against his mothers belly he shot his spunk all
over the front of his mother's knickers. Jean lay there for a few
moments then she pulled her son fiercely to her kissing him and
telling him she loved him.
Tom knew by his mother's reaction that he would be able to explore
her body as much as he wanted and letting his male instincts take
over he kissed her and moved his hand down in between her legs. As
his fingers pulled her knickers to one side and he played with her
cunt he felt his mother's hand take his penis and rub him back to
hardness. Feeling bold he whispered to his mother that he wanted a
shag, Jean pulled him over on top her and holding her knickers over
with one hand she guided his hard young penis into her cunt with the
other. She was surprised to find that the head of his prick stretched
her cunt lips and then as he drove it fully into her she gasped at
the length. Tom pistoned his prick in and out of his mother's cunt
shagging her for all he was worth, the feel of her knickers rubbing
against his shaft excited him so that he shot his sperm into his
mother within minutes.
Both mother and son fell into a light sleep and by the morning the 2
younger children had joined them in bed. Jean quickly roused them all
and returned to the house to prepare breakfast, during the course of
the day nothing was said about the previous nights events but the
looks that passed between mother and son were full of erotic promise
and passion. After the two younger children had been put to bed and
the blackout curtains had been drawn Jean and her young son went into
her bedroom and undressed for bed. Tom pulled his mother down onto
the bed and kissed her while his hands roamed all over her body then
he spread her legs and shoved his hard prick up her cunt, he found
his rhythm and within seconds his mother was moaning in delight and
urging him on telling him to shag her a hard as he could. As his
mother orgasmed Tom shot his incestuous spunk up into her womb.
Two months later Jean knew she was pregnant, she was carrying her own
son's baby. To avoid any scandal she packed the children off to Kent
to stay with her sister and she returned to her parent's farm in
Wales. When she explained to her mother and father that she was
pregnant Jean was upset to find that her mother rejected her and said
she could fend for herself, but her father told her she could stay
and he would support her and the baby. Jean would often cry during
the next few weeks and Ted, her father decided it was time to talk.
The opportunity arose when Jean's mother went to market. Ted called
Jean into the barn to talk and to find out who the father of the
child was. They sat in the hay loft and when Ted asked about the baby
Jean burst into tears and confessed everything. To his horror Ted
found that instead of being disgusted, he was excited and felt his
prick begin to harden in his trousers, he put his arms round his
daughter and pulling her to him, he let her cry on his shoulder. As
her sobs subsided Ted made soothing sounds and slowly his hands
started to roam over Jean's body. Jean stiffened but did nothing to
stop her father as his hand slowly travelled up her leg and then onto
her thighs, Ted couldn't help himself, his hand smoothed the skin of
his daughter's thighs and then reached the elastic leg of her
knickers, he deftly pulled them over and slid his finger inside his
daughter's cunt. He slowly started to massage her slit and Jean,
despite her horror became aroused, her father encouraged by this
moved over his daughter and pushed her skirt up over her hips.
Releasing his now swollen prick from his trousers Ted looked down at
his daughter and told her it was time she was shagged by a real man
and not some young boy, Jean pulled her knickers over to one side and
then her father placed the tip of his swollen prick on the entrance
to her cunt, as he slowly started to push it in Jean gasped and
lifted her hips to meet his throbbing prick. She had never had a
prick so huge in her life, she felt the walls of her cunt being
stretched as her father plunged his member in and out with a furious
frenzy, she started to come and in her excitement she was calling
out, "Oooh yes dad, SHAG ME, DO IT HARD. HARDER, SHAG ME WITH YOUR
BIG DICK."
Ted needed no urging on, his daughter had the tightest cunt he had
ever shagged in his life, as he looked into her eyes he gave one last
thrust and moaned as he shot his load of hot incestuous sperm into
his daughter's hole. As her father collapsed on top of her Jean
pushed him off and pulling her legs up to her chest she started to
rub her cunt, grinding her hips she could feel an orgasm approaching,
as she looked up she saw her father kneeling at her side, his huge
hard prick was pointing at her face. Her father shoved his prick at
her mouth and hoarsely told her to suck it. Jean opened her mouth and
taking her father's prick between her lips sucked him until she felt
his hot sperm hitting the back of her throat.
After that first time in the barn the father and daughter kept each
other sexually satisfied, although they couldn't always have a proper
shag, sometimes a mutual wank had to suffice. One night when her
father was particularly randy but her mother was still in the house,
Jean lay over the edge of a chair with her white cotton knickers
pulled to one side while her father shagged her and kept up a
conversation with her mother who was washing up in the kitchen, her
father grunted and then with his hands under her arse he lifted her
off the edge of the chair and she could feel his big prick throbbing
as he shot his sperm into her cunt. When her mother came back into
the room Jean had pulled her skirt over her knees and as they sat
talking she could feel her father's spunk leaking out of her cunt
into her knickers.
After the baby was born Jean moved back home and the children came
back from Kent. The two younger ones were delighted with their new
little sister but Tom knew the child was his daughter/sister and his
feelings were equal pride and love. The first night home as soon as
the younger children were in bed Tom put his arms round his mother
and pulled her to him, Jean felt his hard young prick pressing into
her through her dress and despite her intentions not to let anything
happen again she immediately felt turned on and responded. She kissed
him on his lips and ground her hips against him, Tom guided her onto
the sofa and still kissing started to push her dress up over her
hips, Jean hurriedly undid her son's trousers and took his prick in
her hand. She felt it throbbing and before she could pull her hand
away she heard him groan and then felt his hot spunk shooting out all
over her legs. Tom kissed his mother and told her he was sorry but
Jean told him it was alright, she took his hand and guided it down to
her knickers and told him she needed relief as well. He slipped his
fingers under the leg of her knickers and gently started to play with
her cunt, Jean pushed her groin onto his hand feeling her own orgasm
start to build when she felt Tom pull his hand away, looking down she
saw her son kneel in front of her and she felt him sliding her
knickers off. Lifting her hips to help him she saw that his prick was
hard again, Tom left her knickers round one leg and guided his prick
to the entrance of his mother's hot cunt, as he placed the head onto
her cunt lips his mother pulled his face towards her and whispered to
him, "Shag me Tom, make me pregnant again." He pushed his prick full
length into his mother's hot slippery cunt and began fucking her as
hard as he could, as he did he was shouting that he was going to
shoot his spunk up her as far as he could, within minutes Jean felt
herself coming and as she wrapped her legs round her son's back she
felt his prick begin to throb and then he shot his incestuous sperm
into her twat. When Jean's husband returned from the war Tom was 15
and he thought his sex life with his mother would end, but his mother
had other ideas. Her favourite way was to ask Tom to help her in the
old wash house and she would lean against the wall with her dress
pulled up, she always wore an old pair of knickers, the elastic on
the legs was very loose and she pulled them over to one side while
Tom put his penis in her cunt and shagged her up against the wall.
Only once had they been caught and luckily for them it was Tom's
younger sister who was only five, she walked into the wash house and
asked them what they were doing, Jean told her it was a game they
played, Tom was frozen for a second but then he realised how erotic
it was and he deliberately pushed his prick further into his mother's
hot gaping cunt making her squeal in delight. Jean knew that her
eldest son was turned on by the fact that they had been caught in the
act and she in turn pushed her hips downwards grinding her clitoris
against Tom's hard young prick, as they continued the shag Jean felt
Tom go rigid and then his seed was shooting into her cunt making her
come as she collapsed against him.
When Tom was 18 he joined the army and because of the separation
Jean's sex life dwindled to almost nothing, her husband was
continually drunk and her only form of release was when she played
with herself. The three children left at home were her life now and
she put most of her energy into their lives, whenever they were
together she would invent games for them to play, the children's
favourite was Monsters. This involved one of them covering him or her
self with a sheet and chasing the others, when they caught one they
threw the sheet over them and pretended to eat them up. On Danny's
14th birthday they celebrated with a party and then during the
evening the children said they wanted a game of monsters. Jean went
upstairs and brought down the sheet, the youngest child was the
monster first and he caught his sister , then Mary became the monster
and it was Danny's turn to be caught. As soon as Danny put the sheet
on he started to chase his mother and Jean ran round the room
screaming in mock fright, when he finally caught her he threw the
sheet over them both and they fell to the floor. Danny was holding
his mother down but as Jean struggled Danny found himself getting
caught up in her long skirt, as he pushed it out of his way it rode
up her legs and onto her waist and the boy suddenly had his face
leaning on his mother's bare thighs. He caught the scent of her sex
in his nostrils and looking up he could see her dark patch of pubic
hair through her white knickers, slowly he moved his face closer to
her cunt and as he did his tongue licked along the top of his
mother's legs.
Jean looked down at him and as she realised the effect of her body on
her son she pulled the sheet tighter round them, Danny looked up into
his mother's eyes and recognised that she would not stop him from
exploring, he moved his body in between her legs and pulled her
knickers over to one side. He gasped as he got his first look at a
woman's sex, Jean opened her legs to give him better access and Danny
tentatively spread the lips of her cunt with his fingers. Jean was
becoming more excited and reaching down she pulled her son on top of
her, Danny immediately felt his cock grow hard and started to push
against his mother. The two other children were pulling the sheet and
Jean knew that she would have to stop before they managed to pull it
off but Danny was disappointed.
Standing up Jean told the two younger ones to go upstairs and get
ready for bed but she told Danny to stay downstairs and help her to
fold the sheet. When the little ones had left the room she put her
fingers to her lips then she shut the living room door, Danny stood
there and as his mother took his hands he was trembling in
anticipation, Jean whispered to him that he must never tell anyone
about their secret and then she led him to the sofa. She pulled her
skirt up and lay down opening her legs, then she pulled Danny down
onto her body. Deftly she unzipped his trousers and took hold of his
cock, pulling her knickers over to one side she placed the knob of
his prick at the entrance to her hole and told him to push it in.
Danny pushed and then he felt his mother's warm wetness grip his
shaft, whispering to him and using her hips his mother guided him in
his first shag. As he felt his orgasm build Danny thrust harder and
faster and within minutes he felt his sticky sperm shooting into his
mother's cunt. During the next few months Jean taught her son all
about sex and Danny was a willing pupil, his favourite way was to
play the monster game and while the two younger ones were stood by he
would slide his stiff young cock into his mother's hot cunt and shag
her.
Just before Christmas Jean's mother died and after the funeral she
discussed with her husband the possibility of her father coming to
live with them. He agreed and Ted moved into Tom's old room. As soon
as Ted settled in he started to look for opportunities to resume his
incestuous relationship with his daughter.