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(MMF, inc, preg) *** When my son Peter returned from Afghanistan after an honorable discharge from the army, it was as if my best friend in the whole world had returned. I got pregnant with Peter when I was still in high school by the woodshop teacher. Luckily, he married me, so Peter isn't a bastard. My husband, Eddy, had to leave the school, but as he's really an excellent carpenter, he's been earning a living as a carpenter ever since and has owned his own business for the last eight years. Anyway, when Peter returned home, I finally had someone willing to do things with me: shopping, walking in the park, going to the movies, even taking daytrips to famous landmarks around town that I'd never been to. It was almost as if Peter was my boyfriend. I didn't really have a boyfriend in high school, having gotten pregnant so young. Eddy goes to work early in the morning. After he leaves, I started teasing Peter. Oh, not verbally, but I started wearing skimpier and skimpier clothes, especially as winter turned into spring and then into summer. My first time letting him see me in bra and panties had me scared. It also had my pussy dripping so much that I had to change my panties--behind a closed door. I got to where I'd leave the bathroom door open while taking a shower. I bought sexier, that is thinner, underwear and would let Peter see me in them while I changed clothes in front of him. I know he could see my dark red nipples and my dark blonde pubic hair through my underwear. It made me very passionate. Unfortunately, Eddy never returned my passion. He's over 20 years older than me, and just wasn't able to get hard very often since reaching his 60s. I love it when he does get hard, but that's only every couple of months or so. Since Peter returned, I'd been getting hornier and hornier, and more and more frustrated. My frustrations ended the morning I decided to wear a new nightie. It was almost transparent and very short. The panties I wore that came with it were equally transparent, but I wore my housecoat over it while I fixed Eddy's breakfast and coffee for Peter. This was in high summer, and it was already hot even though it was before 6:00am. After Eddy left, I mentioned the heat, took off my housecoat, and turned to do the dishes. I knew I was on display for Peter and could feel my pussy leaking. I knew he could see everything- -nipples, pussy, butt--but I was so horny that I didn't care. Shortly after turning towards the sink, I felt Peter grab my big boobs from behind and squeeze them. He said, "I can't help it, I've gotta do this." I said, "No, Peter, you're my son! We can't!" He just turned me around and kissed me on the mouth. I have to admit that I kissed him back. I let his tongue into my mouth, and I explored his mouth with my tongue. His hands went under my nightie and panties to fondle my butt, then one hand went around to fondle my boob and squeeze my hardening nipple under the nightie. At this, I broke the kiss and said, "No, you're my son!" I turned in his arms and tried to get away. Peter just said, "Yeah, Mom, that's what makes it so exciting! You're a beautiful woman, and I want you!" He pushed me towards the table and bent me facedown over it. "No, Peter, this is so wrong!" I said, even while I could feel my pussy juices leaking soaking my panties and leaking down my thighs. Peter raised my nightie and dropped my panties to my knees, and I could feel his dick searching for my hole. I wiggled my hips to keep him out. Even now, I'm not sure why I was resisting as I knew that I wanted him. I wasn't resisting very hard, just enough to keep his dick out of me. I moved my hips up and down, side to side, in circles clockwise and counter-clockwise. I could feel his dick on my legs, between my thighs, on my butt, and I just kept wiggling. It was exciting me, and I think Peter could tell as his dick was getting wet when it was between my thighs. I think I resisted for several minutes. I didn't want him to think I was easy, I guess. Finally, I felt Peter's dick at my asshole. He said, "I gotta get my dick in you, Mom, and I don't care where!" I wasn't going to have that, so I moved my hips up and said, "No, not there!" That aligned his dick with my pussy, and I felt him ease into me. Once the head was in, he began slowly pushing it all the way into me. I kept wiggling, but it was more like I was fucking him than resisting him. I'd never had a dick this big. Well, Eddy's is the only one I've had before, and Eddy isn't all that big. Anyway, once he was in, I kept saying, "No, we can't! This is so wrong! This is incest!" all the while wiggling my hips to fuck him back. I have to admit that until Peter fucked me, I didn't know that a woman could have an orgasm from fucking. Peter made me come on his second stroke. God, I'd never had an orgasm like that! I really creamed Peter's dick. Feeling my cream triggered Peter's orgasm, and I could feel him squirting into me. When he pulled out and let me up, I turned around, hugged him, and said, "Thank you. I've never come with a man before. That was incredible!" I took him by the hand and led him to the living room. I took off my nightie and panties, and had him take off his shorts, then lay back on the sofa with one leg on the back and the other on the floor. I was pleased to see that Peter was hard again. He slipped right into me with no trouble this time. We kissed. He kissed and fondled my boobs. He made me cream his cock again, which again trigged him to squirt deep inside my pussy. I'm afraid we left a stain on the sofa, but neither of us cared. Instead, we went upstairs to the master bedroom and fucked on my bed, leaving another stain on our as-yet- unmade bed. I was so in lust that I just didn't care. Peter had given me three orgasms in three fucks. Even when Eddy and I were just married, I was lucky to get one fuck a day out of him, and any orgasms I had, I had to give to myself. After our third fuck of the day, we took a shower in the master bath. By now, I was willing to do anything for Peter. He took my anal cherry in the shower. I washed his cock afterwards. After the shower, I said, "I need to go to the store. Why don't you ready the car while I get dressed?" Peter left to go to the garage while I got dressed. When I got to the garage, the garage door was open as it was very hot. Peter was standing by the car in his shorts. I raised up to kiss him on the cheek and said, "Thank you, Peter, for a beautiful morning." That's all it took. I could feel Peter's dick getting hard again as he took me in his arms and kissed me. "No, Peter, the garage door's up! People can see!" Peter just ignored me as he unbuttoned my blouse and took it off. I pushed against him, protesting, but he unzipped my skirt and let it fall off me. He unhooked my bra and then pulled my panties down, leaving me standing there in the open garaged in just my shoes. Peter opened the rear door to his car and pushed me in. "No, Peter, we'll be caught!" Peter just climbed into the car, onto my body, and shoved his dick into my receptive body. Oh yes, I was wet again from my forceful son's behavior, and had no trouble taking his big dick again. I only creamed his cock once while in the car, but I had several orgasms. After he came inside me, we went back into the house where he fucked me on the dining room table, leaving another stain of our mixed juices. Where was my son getting all this energy? We'd already fucked five times and he was still hard! I asked him, "You're like a perpetual motion machine, Peter. How do you get hard so easily? Your father has trouble getting hard once a season these days." "I think it's the idea of becoming a mother-fucker, Mom. You're so beautiful, and I dreamt I was fucking you with every woman I fucked in the service. You really, really turn me on!" He took me by the hand and led me to his bedroom. I was getting weak for all the orgasms he was giving me, but he just seemed to be getting stronger. After we fucked in his bed, we took a nap. When we woke up, I looked at the clock and said, "Oh no! Eddy's about to come home! We left our clothes strewn around and left stains everywhere! Get up, Peter, and help me straighten up!" Instead, Peter just kissed me and fingered my pussy. "NO! Your father's about to come home! We left a mess about the house! He's going to know!" Peter just put his dick into me. Despite my verbal protests, my legs had opened of their own accord to let him in, then wrapped around his waist as he made me cream and come again. While Peter was fucking me, I could hear Eddy's car entering the garage. Peter was coming inside of me when I heard the door to the garage open. As soon as Peter got off, I ran to the master bath and turned on the shower. On the way, I could hear Eddy shout, "What's going on? Why are there clothes everywhere?" I didn't hear Peter's reply as I was in the shower. I didn't even wait for the water to warm up, but then it was a hot day. I don't know what Peter told Eddy, but Eddy didn't threaten me with divorce or kick Peter out of the house. After Eddy went to bed, early as usual, and I could hear him snoring, I sneaked into Peter's room. I was wearing my transparent nightie, but took it off when I saw that Peter was watching me. "Care to fuck your mother again, Peter?" I asked. He was and we did. He's fucked me every day after that in every room in the house and in the backyard. He's fucked me in the car on deserted streets and in deserted parking lots. I'm in love with my son. I'm his sex slave and will do anything he wants. Yes, he's had my ass at least once a day, but he always squirts into my pussy first. About six weeks after we started, I was riding Peter after Eddy had gone to bed when Peter's door opened and Eddy caught us. Eddy said, "I knew something was going on. It started that day when your clothes were all around the house, didn't it?" I was having an orgasm on Peter's cock, so Peter answered, "Yes, Dad. You've been ignoring Mom sexually, and I've been providing her with relief." "Well," Eddy said. "At least you're not fucking strangers. I hope you're using protection." I said, collapsed on Peter's chest, "Well, no, we're not. I'm pregnant." I could feel Peter getting stiff inside of me from that announcement, and looked at Eddy, who was also getting stiff. I think Peter noticed, as he said, "Dad, I think Mom can handle both of us! How would you like to fuck her ass while I'm in her pussy? I took her anal cherry that day, and have had her in the ass once a day since then. Or, if you want, I'll take her ass and you can have her pussy. I think she'll like it!" They could tell that I did as my hips started moving again, forcing Peter's cock deeper into me and rubbing my clit on his pubic hair. Eddy was taking off his pajama bottoms by now. As he climbed onto the bed, he said, "I've been wanting her beautiful butt since she was in high school. She never let me, and I just gave up on it. I'll be glad to take her in the ass now!" And he did. Peter told us that what we were doing was called a "double penetration" with one dick in my pussy and another in my ass. It's the only way that Eddy fucks me, now. Eddy and Peter switched rooms. Peter and I still fuck all the time. Once a week or so, Eddy gets hard enough to fuck my ass while Peter's in my pussy. Eddy says that he needs Peter's dick in my pussy to make me tight enough for him to feel. It's been a year, and Peter still fucks me every day. The only time we stopped was for about a week while I was giving birth to our new son. Peter got me pregnant again, and I'm about three months along. The ultrasound says that this one is a girl. Eddy loves having the baby to take care of, and has stopped working so hard so that he can take care of us. He's saved enough that he could've quit work years ago, but he told me that he'd been ashamed of not being able to take care of me sexually. We were able to live off the interest of his savings even before he sold his company. He's put the money from the company into a trust for our grandchildren. Yes, they're also my own children. I'm only in my mid-40s, and I don't plan on taking birth control, so I have no idea how many more babies my son is going to put into my belly. I hope it's a lot. I'll love them all. The End * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 75