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Our Capitulation
by Flinders (no address provided)

***

After a long difficult start, life improves. It is 
amazing what hard work and dedication will offer if 
patience is used and wisdom cerebrated. (MF, inc, rom)

***

Our Capitulation: mother and son become lovers...

This is my story about an ethical dilemma. It is about 
my progressively expanding motivations and my inevitable 
and inerasable erotic transgressions. It has been my 
most important life-changing experiences to this date. 
These individual experiences are now seen as filled with 
both satisfaction and immense enjoyment. 

My story is a long one beginning when life seemed to be 
at its lowest ebb. I had lost my partner, I was isolated 
from my family's support and I had to leave my nearly 
completed university course to take care of my young 
son. In retrospection, life looked pretty poorly and it 
was looking to get more difficult in the future. 

Luckily being resourceful I was able to gain employment, 
meagre for sure, find acceptable accommodation and have 
my son thrive at school. We lived peacefully for the 
next six years not getting rich but having a pleasant 
and cheerful existence nevertheless. 

I finally restarted my studies completing my medical 
coarse years ago. Several years later I was able to 
slowly establish my own local practise with a stable 
patient clientele in a smallish country village. My son 
Ted grew strong and was successful in his studies ready 
to shift to year 10 that coming January. After many 
years and a hard start we were optimistic and seriously 
happy.

During this time I had suppressed my ego along with its 
associated libido. I was well aware that my past 
interpersonal failures were my responsibilities and I 
did not want to repeat those failings. I had also become 
very independent allowing my emotional outlets to be 
solely focused on my son, my practise and my home. I 
protected each. Ted was now sixteen and finishing yet 
another spurt of growth. 

Being just two individuals together our lives were 
deeply integrated. Our relationships were free and open 
with each other in all matter of things. So it was not 
surprising that eroticism would eventually and quietly 
arise between us with deep penetrating roots. This 
effect on our lives was strong and pervasive and once 
these feelings were initiated, wilfully reinforced and 
carefully nurtured they were all encompassing and 
irreversible. 

Being an open relationship Ted was unrestricted in how 
he expressed himself. Yet I was startled one Saturday 
afternoon when I watched Ted masturbating in the garden 
after he finished mowing the lawn. He was seated at the 
picnic table secluded from view except from my vantage 
point in the laundry room window. As I watched I 
realised that I had not made any attempt to formally 
inform him of the emotional changes he had or would 
experience. 

I had noticed previously that he was full of pubic hair 
that was rich and shiny black and I admit, I had even 
fantasized about his sexuality. His anatomy was muscular 
and balanced and he was handsome. Feeling intrusive 
watching his activity I was about to just leave him be 
and leave. But then I noticed that his erection was full 
and measured to be of mature size. It was strikingly 
beautiful and I became aware that I was emotionally 
intrigued almost immediately. I was stimulated and 
fascinated about my son's erotic behaviour. I sat down 
at the window to watch feeling rather guilty but 
strangely privileged at the same time.

As he proceeded to masturbate I was taken by his 
proficiency. It made me understand he had been 
masturbating for some time and was well practiced at the 
art of autoeroticism. After about a half-hour of very 
slow sensual activity I watched him spontaneously orgasm 
with a heavy stream of semen arching from his lap. It 
was creamy white and lasted through several substantial 
squirts. It was clear that Ted was exhausted. I too was 
excited and more so than I had been in years. 

He stood up to walk away when I noticed that he was 
still erect. Then out of his pocket he withdrew a soft-
bone coloured probe that looked like a short pencil, I 
estimate to be some five inches in length. It had a 
bulbous extrusion at one end and a tapered shaft at the 
other. A soft cord was attached to the tapered end. As I 
watched he proceeded to insert the bulbous end into his 
urethra slowly pushing it up into his penis until it 
disappeared entirely except for the strand of cord 
remaining extended from his penis tip. 

Without further adue he lifted his erect penis into his 
shorts and zipped up his fly. I noticed that he wore no 
briefs so obviously he had prepared for this activity in 
advance. He then proceeded to push the mower towards the 
garage. I was spell bound with intrigued.

I was well acquainted with the use of genital sounds 
having enjoyed enlarging my urethra many times in the 
past years, though I hadn't used them in quite some 
time. I would normally wear them over several weeks 
stretching my urethra until it enlarged to its limit of 
permanent stretch, 13mm diameter being my limit. I'd 
then stop its use for a few months whilst my urethra 
would shrink back to its normal 6-7mm diameter and I 
could again urinate with some control. 

At the height of my expansion I had a sound, not unlike 
Ted's specimen. I would wear it internally during the 
day letting it stimulate me. Although I too was well 
practiced in the art of autoeroticism I was sure I had 
never exposed my behaviour to Ted. So I remained 
intrigued.

As I got up I sensed my wetness. My vaginal area was 
absolutely soaked and I had created a sizable stain on 
the chair's cushion. As I bent over to examine the stain 
I orgasmed with deep electric sensations scattered 
throughout my body causing me to have mild spasms as the 
reaction vibrated through me. All I could do was sit 
down once more until the stimulation waned. This was the 
first spontaneous orgasm I had had in years and it was 
both exhilarating and disturbing. I sat quietly trying 
to work out what had just happened. It was very 
exciting.

I decided almost immediately to let my libido have its 
freedom and to explore my son's libido at the same time. 
Without a second thought I made my way to the garage 
where Ted had pushed the mower. I found Ted cleaning the 
machine and about to put it away. I simply walked up to 
him and reached for his fly and pulled it down. I guess 
I surprised Ted because he stepped back as his still 
firm erection fell out of his cut offs. The silk string 
attached to the sound was hanging from his penis tip so 
I grabbed it, pulling it slowly from his penis. I looked 
up at Ted to see him close his eyes and relax his 
stance. 

Seconds later I held the sound by its string watching 
his penis swell until it was as full and hard as before. 
I was so over come I immediately knelt down and draw 
Ted's erection into my mouth. I instantly tasted his 
semen spray on top of my tongue stimulating me to 
swallow it quickly, never actually having yet sucked on 
his penis. He had spontaneously ejaculated form nothing 
more than feeling the sound being removed. Or perhaps 
the experience of his mother pulling the sound from his 
penis set him off. He gasped and I moaned from the 
sensation of ingesting his warm semen. It was clear that 
what had just taken place was shocking yet enjoyed by 
both of us and each understood this realisation. 

Seconds passed when I realised that Ted's penis was 
still erect so I began to suck gently. Ted grasped my 
head reciprocating the bond and stood still until he 
obviously could not coup with the sensation then stood 
back. "Mom, Its too sensitive, sorry." was his 
explanation. Before I could respond he knelt down in 
front of me and kissed me. The kiss was not tentative 
but very erotic and sensual totally surprising me. It 
lasted a minute or two when he released me saying, "I 
need to let my sperm build up, I'll be quick, I 
promise."

I was taken back that while I had initiated the sex Ted 
was now organising my active seduction. Without any 
further conversation he lent over and began undressing 
me. My blouse, bra were removed when he asked me to 
stand up so he could remove my shorts and knickers. Once 
naked he gasped my hips and pulled my open stance 
forward until he was able to kiss my vulva. His tongue 
explored the surfaces before he inserted it into my 
vagina and commenced to lick me softly until he located 
my swollen clitoris, which was so swollen he was able to 
suck on directly. 

This time I held the back of his head as he administered 
cunnilingus. I had forgotten how wonderful it felt. I 
opened my thighs to afford Ted as much access as 
possible finally orgasming minutes later. My knees 
weakened as he pulled me to the lawn. Once in the sun he 
stopped and quickly lay on his back. He then spoke and 
invited me to mount him. Without hesitation I did just 
that. 

Holding his penis I aligned it directly between my 
vaginal lips then lowed my pelvis feeling my son's penis 
gently push open my labia before smoothly entering me. 
"Ride me Mom!" was all that was said. Once he was inside 
me I simply rocked forward and back until I orgasmed 
before feeling the sensation of Ted's sperm being 
released against my cervix. I was exhausted and 
collapsed on to his chest still mentally absorbed in the 
satisfying sensations. He was breathing hard as his 
chest rose and fell under me. 

Minutes passed as I slowly came back to reality. I had 
just experienced being mated to my son and it was the 
most pleasant sensation I can remember doing. Ted was 
holding me to him when he said, "Sorry," as I felt his 
flaccid penis fall from my vagina. Sorry for what?" I 
asked. 

"I hadn't planned on allow my semen inside you," he 
replied. 

"No Ted, you're wrong, you were wonderful. Please don't 
be sorry because I want us to do this again."

I sat up and looked down at Ted who had a questioning 
look on his face. "Are you sure?" he asked. 

"Yes, as often as we can," I replied. 

"Couldn't you get pregnant?" he asked. 

"I'm not sure. I guess we'll see, won't we?" was my 
considered reply. 

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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