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Our Induction
by Flinders (no address provided)

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A vignette, where a Mother supports her son's 
achievement on the university swim team to the delight 
of the rest of the team. But she will need to support 
him each year going forward if he is to stay on the 
team. (MF, inc, exh)

***

I was amazed how easy and exciting it was. I had been 
upset with this invitation for weeks previously. I was 
simply asked and I said yes before realising the effort 
involved with an evening away from relaxing after a long 
day at the practise. Yet here I was conscious of my 
surroundings but too overcome with deeply satisfying 
emotional feelings. I was only able to concentrate on 
what I was watching. 

I sat back leaning on my hands behind on the edge of the 
pool. My knees and feet were extended into the water. I 
sensed the cold tiles on my behind contrasting with the 
warmer pool water on my feet. But what I was so excited 
about was I watching my son's penis slowly slide into my 
welcoming vagina. I quickly took a big breath, closed my 
eyes whilst opening my thighs as the sensations swept 
over me. 

It only took a minute to feel his penis push deeply into 
my vaginal recesses, putting pressure on my cervix. I 
was lost in the sensations and fully absorbed in the 
pleasant and totally stimulating experience. As I opened 
my eyes all my anxiety just ceased to be a 
consideration. 

It was not until he was fully inside me that I heard the 
chorus of shouts and whistles break out. It awoke me to 
the time and place. It was only then that I fully 
accepted that I was having sexual intercourse with my 
son and that we were not alone. We were in fact mating 
in front of his entire varsity swim team and they were 
all loudly cheering us on. 

My original understandings were that we were at the pool 
to swim some exercise laps and that the place would be 
empty. Instead I was having sex with an audience 
watching. 

Surprisingly, I was neither alarmed nor concerned 
because I was caught up in the sensations of an 
exceptionally strong spontaneous orgasm that I was 
experiencing. My son began to move inside my vagina 
using deep, slow and steady strokes. The orgasm just 
seemed to roll on in an unbroken cadence. I 
automatically began rocking to assist his penetrating 
movements.

A chant began from the team: "Fill her up Phillip! Fill 
her up Phillip!" Its rhythm matched the rate and length 
of my son's humping and it continued to get louder. I 
was becoming exhausted by the multi-orgasm that I was 
experiencing, my contractions steadily milked my son's 
penis. 

After a few minutes I realized that my son stiffened. 
The chant instantly changed to: "Knocker her up, do it 
Phillip! Knocker her up!" repeated over and over again. 

With a deep moan I sensed my son's sperm warming my 
insides then begin to squirt strongly, deep within me. I 
was immediately surprised because I had never 
experienced any feelings of an ejaculation before this 
in any sex I'd had in the past. 

During all this time I was subconsciously chanting along 
with the team in my mind, matching the high and low 
peaks of my orgasm. Moments later my son's penis became 
flaccid and he slipped out of me. I remember several 
team members jumping into the pool to then examine my 
reddened and swollen opening. 

I only realised what they were doing when one exclaimed: 
"She's full of his sperm!" Then the team began to cheer 
again. The team now knew that my son had actually 
fertilized me.

"She's ready," someone stated and then my son was 
brought back with his head pushed between my open 
thighs. I felt my son's lips and tongue begin to lap on 
my opening. He began to suck firmly making me start a 
pelvic jerking orgasm all over again. 

Finally he was sucking on my clitoris causing me to 
collapse. Vaguely I realised that someone was propping 
me up so that I could watch my son cleaning me with his 
tongue.

Then Phillip was pulled away and was congratulated with 
a song. This was his initiation into the University's 
Mother Fucker's Club. One of the girl swimmers later 
said to my son, "Remember you only become a lifelong 
member if your mother is pregnant within the next twelve 
months. If not you have to repeat the seduction next 
year. Okay Dr Hammen, let's get you to the showers and 
cleaned up."

Where I was supported to the shower room and washed and 
cared for by several team members. I caught one boy 
placing his finger to my opening and then tasting his 
finger exclaiming, "Sweet!" he said. 

He received a rebuke from someone else but I was 
gratified by the boy's sneaky transgression. It 
supported my delight with this situation and I was 
genuinely happy. 

Later I was told that only 'mother-son mating' required 
production of an offspring because father-daughter 
pregnancy might adversely affect the girl's future 
swimming career. 

Fortunately, for me, I was not made pregnant so I knew 
we would need to repeat our mating ritual if Phillip 
wished to keep his place on the swim team. 

I believe the chlorine in the water may have assisted as 
a contraception method and the team knew as much too I 
think. Later I was told that may times offspring were 
produced but in a less public fashion.

END
 
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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!
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