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May 25, 2006

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I grew up with a single-parent, my mother. She was a juvenile mother only fourteen and some months when she gave birth to me. Her upstruck parents threw her out but had the decency to provide for her while she attended school, but when she was old enough to go to university they stopped the money and left her on her own. Anyhow she managed to bring me up, take a degree and work at the same time.

By the time she was twenty-six she had taken her degree and started to work and by the same time I started to get curious about girls. More then curious obsessed. So obsessed with what they looked like without any clothes on that I came up with this waterproof idea how I could get into their locker-room, hide and study all these naked girls. Of course I got caught and my mother was called to the headmaster’s.

I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life as when we sat in the head-master’s office and he gave me hell, Mom didn’t say much just nodded in agreement when he made some suggestions to her how I should be punished for what I had done.

Finally the lecture was over and I followed Mom out with my head hanging reel low. We didn’t talk while we drove home. I thought Mom was so mad at me that she didn’t want to talk with me anymore and I could feel the tears start to fall down my cheeks. Up till now I had been able to hold them back but now I couldn’t anymore. I wept in silence not wanting to add any fuel to my mother’s anger by showing I wasn’t man enough to take the punishment.

We arrived home and Mom just stopped the car sat for a short while and looked out the front window. She sighed and opened the door and without looking at me went inside.

Slowly I followed her. I had never seen her angry at me and now I was in unknown territory. How would she react when we were alone? I hoped she would give me a good whipping and then we could forget it all.

I made an attempt to sneak away to my room but mom stopped me.

“Oh no young man, I think it is time for you and me to have a talk,” she said in a tone of voice I couldn’t interpret and my heart sunk as I prepared myself for a scolding or at worst a spanking.

“You sit there,” she said and pointed at an armchair. “Now. I know it isn’t easy to grow up without a father. I’ve tried to be both, but it’s impossible for me to get in a father’s place…”

She sat quiet for a while. I didn’t dare to look at her but I glanced up at her with my head bowed and saw that she was chewing her lip the way she does when she is deep in thoughts.

“Yes. It isn’t easy to grow up without a father, but it isn’t easy to live alone with a son either. I should have, I did anticipate that you should get interested in girls eventually, but for heavens sake, you’re only thrirteen!”

“Fourteen next month,” I mumbled and glanced at her and caught her trying to conceal a little smile.

“Oh. OK. Fourteen. But that isn’t an excuse for what you did. Is it?”

I thought that was a hypothetical question so I didn’t say anything.

“Well. Is it?”

“N-n-no, mom.”

Hear it comes, I thought.

“No it isn’t,” her voice broke and I felt my heart sink as I thought she was going to cry. I had never in my life seen my mother cry and now I was the reason for her sorrow.

I raised my head to apologize to her. She was suppressing a laughter! She saw me look at her and couldn’t hide her laughter anymore.

“How in heavens… How could you…” and she started to laugh so much that she doubled over. I looked at her I couldn’t see anything funny about it. It was I who had to confront all the other kids and the teachers tomorrow.

Mother dried the tears from her eyes and looked at me.

“Oh honey, it’s not that bad. It’s… It’s…” she started to laugh again. This almost hurt me more than a scolding would have done and I ran into my room and slammed the door after me and threw myself on the bed with my face in the buried in the pillow.

After a while I heard a timid knock on the door.

“I’m sorry honey. I know I shouldn’t laugh at you. But… never mind. I should be mad at you. But I’m not. You know that what you did was wrong.”

She sat down on the bed beside me and stroked my hair.

“Do you know why it was wrong?” she asked me softly.

I just nodded my head in the pillow.

“It was wrong of you to spy on the girls, wasn’t it?”

Again I silently nodded.

“It doesn’t hurt me that you spied on them and that was wrong. I know why you did it. What hurt me most is that you didn’t come to me. I’ve always tried to tell you that you could come to me about anything, haven’t I?”

Again I just nodded.

“So tell me why you didn’t come to me,” my mother asked me softly.

“Oh mom,” I spun around and wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my face against her hips.

“So, so,” she consoled me stroking my hair.

“Why didn’t you come to me? Didn’t you think that I would have shown you?”

Surprised I lifted my head and looked up at her.

“You… you would?”

“Sure. What’s the big thing? You are curious about girls, that’s natural. It’s just that I think it’s a bit early, but kids grow up much faster nowadays…”

I drew in my breath and hold it for a while trying to calm myself down.

“Will you?” I almost whispered.

“Will I what?”

“You know… Show me…”

“Oh. Well. I…”

“Of course not,” I said and let my arms loose from around her hips.

“Oh, but I will. But not just now, later.”

“When? Next year?”

“No silly. Later tonight.”

She looked down at me glancing up at her with disappointment written all over me.

“Tell you what,” she said with a little laughter. “I’ll give you a little preview.”

She raised her dressed to above her thighs, high enough for me to se the bulge in her panties where her pussy was and a few hairs poking out by the sides. She turned around with her dress hiked up above her thighs and I looked at her bottom. It was at that moment I became an assman! It was wonderfully beautiful! Round, full, not big rather small and hard! And her cheeks sort of wiggled as she exited my room. She cast one last exaggerated flirtatious wink at me as she disappeared behind the door. I couldn’t help but laugh and I heard her giggle as well.

I stayed in my room and did my homework while mother prepared dinner and didn’t see her until she called for me to come and eat.

While we ate she talked with me as if nothing had happened but sometimes when I looked at her she had to hide her mouth behind the palm of her hand and I knew she still thought that I had done something silly and funny and I started to see the funny thing about it to and didn’t really mind her little amusement.

After dinner I helped her with the washing up and then we sat and watched some TV.

“I think it’s bedtime. I’ll take my bath now,” she said and stood and walked towards the bathroom. “Are you coming?” she asked before she disappeared.

My heart raced as I followed her and my cock twhiched in anticipation.

“You can sit on the toilet,” she said and without hesitation started to undress.

First she slowly unbuttoned her shirt and slowly let it slip down her arms, folded it and put it on top of the clothes-basket. I didn’t pay any attention to that. My eyes were glued to her bra-covered tits. Soon, soon I would see the first pair of tits that I’ve ever seen.

Next she shed her skirt and now she stood in front of me in panties and bra, when she had got rid of her pantyhose I don’t know, but usually she did that as soon as she got home and I guessed that she had done so just before she started to cook our dinner.

“Well?” she said and twirled around letting me see her from every angle.

“Well what?” I asked a little surprised. Was this all there was going to be?

“What do you think?”

“Oh.” My heart sank. This was all!

“Only kidding!” she laughed and turned her back against me. “Help me with this,” she said and made a backward pointing at the clasp of her bra.

My hands trembled a little as I reached for the clasp. I couldn’t quite reach it as I sat so I stood and unhooked it and at the same time and let my nose almost touch her skin while I smelled her skin. It smelled of something I hadn’t noticed before. It could have been a mixture of soap and perfume but I thought it was her own smell. As a woman. Not a mother.

She turned again and faced me while she let the straps of the bra slip down her upper arms with the cups still hiding her breasts. She stopped it from gliding any further for a short while, teasing me a little before she let the cups slip over her breasts. The cups hooked on her nipples and stopped and she shrugged just a little so they fell loose and her breasts were exposed to me!

My heart stopped but my cock pulsated while I looked at my half-naked mother. I could feel how my cock leaked a little precum and I shifted a little on the toilet-seat.

Her rather small breast sagged just a little bit as a reminder of her childbirth but her nipples peaked upwards like curious little pink noses sniffing the air. While I watched they started to get hard and even more pointy and her aureolaes shrinked-up and became oval. Surrounding the nipples in a just hinted darker shade of pink.

“Mhm,” mother coughed to get my attention. “Ready for more?”

“Oh yes,” I whispered. “Please.”

She smiled a little shy smile and I suddenly understood that she wasn’t so cool about it as it seemed. I felt a little sorry for her, but not enough for me to tell her it was enough. I wanted to see it all!

“Tell you what,” she breathed. “You pull them down.”

She took a little step forwards and stopped just a few centimeters in front of me. My hand trembled visibly as I hooked my thumbs under the waistband and started to pull down my mothers panties. I wanted this to last a little so I did it slowly, very slowly and watched as more and more of her auburn haired pussy came into view. The hair was a little flattened by the panties but it was thick. So thick that I couldn’t see anything of the skin it covered. And a little curly.

Then they passed her hips and down on her round thighs I couldn’t help it but I just had to touch her flesh on her thighs. It looked so smooth, so enticing, and it was smooth and it enticed me.

I let go of her panties and they fell to the floor and omitted a waft of her sex. A fresh fragrance of stale womanhood (I know it is a contradiction, but that is the closest I can describe her smell) drifted up to my nostrils and I could almost feel how they flared as they scented it.

Mother took a little step back and stood for a short, oh too short, moment nude in front of me. My eyes had time to travel up and down her body once before she turned, bent forwards and turned of the running water. When she did that her ass-cheeks spread open and I could see her arsehole and a shimmer of her pussylips. Brown, not darkbrown, there was a little of the pink of her nipples in it. Still bend over the tub she looked back at me.

“Have you had enough yet?” she asked.

I had to swallow before I could answer her.

“Oh no!” I said loud, to loud for the bathroom. My voice seemed to boom around for ever.

Mother gave me a smile.

“Why don’t you get in with me then?” she said and my heart leaped with joy.

She stepped into the tub and sank down in the water. She rested her head on the rim, closed her eyes and sighed.

I got rid of my clothes in a hurry and stepped into the tub with her. She opened her eyes before I could sit down. I stopped just a few seconds to let her see me, see my erect cock and then I slowly sank down in the water. She sighed again as she closed her eyes.

I sat with my legs over hers and with my feet outside of her hips and just looked at her.

“You like?” she asked me softly.

“Mmmm.”

She smiled again.

“What do you like the most? To look at I mean. Breasts or…”

“Oh no I think…”

“I see. Pussy. Yes. That’s what would be the most interesting part…” she mumbled.

“Actually no. I just love your… your behind!” I blurted out.

She opened her eyes in surprise.

“Really?” she asked surprised. “Well, thank you. I think that is my best asset too.”

“Oh your beautiful all over! The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen!”

“And you have seen many? Why did you hide…”

“Oh mom!” I whined before she could finish, but I really didn’t mind her teasing. “If I had known…” I finished.

Mother smiled again.

“Had known what?”

“Aha, fishing are we?” I teased in my turn.

“Yes. No one have ever said that I have a nice ass before,” she laughed.

“You must be kidding!”

“No. Honestly.”

She reached after the soap and handed it to me.

“Your reward for the compliment is that you have to wash me.”

I leathered my hands and slipped a little forward to enable me to reach her better. I put my hand down under the water to give my cock a quick squeeze before I washed mother, but somehow the bottom of the tub was more slippery than I had anticipated and I almost skidded head on into my mother. What happened though was that my cock, which I had bent down instead of give a squeeze rammed my mother’s pussy and due to the fact that she sat with her legs spread, and maybe she was a little hot too, her pussy was a little open, open enough for the tip of my cockhead to penetrate her. My breathing stopped. She squealed, moaned and pushed at my cock and it slipped its head in. I had my cock inside my mother’s cunt! I froze. She froze. She opened her eyes. Closed them. Moaned again and pushed a little more! And suddenly my cock was halfway inside her! She was so tight that it was impossible to get more into her than that. Somehow she drew back a little, pushed forward again and another little bit cock slipped into her. She repeated this till my cock was all the way inside her.

She reached out and took hold of my hips and started to fuck herself with me sliding back and forward on the slippery bottom of the tub. The water started to make waves and soon it splashed over the rim of the tub.

My youthfulness made it impossible for me to hold back and with a mind-blowing force so strong that it almost made me faint I came inside my mothers cunt! As she felt my sperm splash at the neck of her womb she whimpered a no! No? I barely registered it but remembered it later.

I sank back till my back rested at the end of the tub but my cock was still buried in mother’s pussy.

My cock never softened and when I again came to I started to fuck my mother with gliding motions. Her hips rose and fell in rhythm with my glidings and soon her breath became labored and I could feel her pussy coming to life! It was as if it preceded my cocks intrusions with rippling waves making way for my hard cock. I could feel the tap on her womb start to move like a flag in the wind and I couldn’t take that but buried my cock as deep as I could in mom and her pussy clamped down reel hard as I started to pump glob after glob in her.

When I was finished she looked at me.

“This shouldn’t have happened you know,” she murmured.

“I… it was… I didn’t…” I stammered. I felt guilty although it had been an accident.

“No. I’m not blaming you. Or me. I just make a statement. It shouldn’t have happened. But it did and now it is to late to regret it.”

Her pussy gave my cock another squeeze and she shut her eyes and sighed.

“Let’s get out of here.”

She held my prick in her hand while it slipped out of her. Made a washing movement with her hand along it and climbed out of the tub.

“Coming?” she asked. Took a towel and gave it to me as I climbed out.

She toweled herself rapidly.

“My room,” she said when we were dry and I followed her into her bedroom all the while watching her beautiful ass sway in front of me.

“You can sleep with me tonight,” she said as she crept into bed and lifted the blanket for me to join her.

She turned toward me and took me in her arms. She kissed me and when her tongue wanted to meet mine I eagerly accepted it and mine met her halfway. It was a hot kiss. And her breath had a smell to it that I had never smelled before. It reminded me a little of the smell I had smelled when I drew down her panties and it drove me wild. My hands roamed all over her body and she reached down and took hold of my cock and caressed it with smooth little milking movements.

“Please,” I whispered when I couldn’t take it anymore and she understood at once but instead of just open her thighs for me she pushed me on my back and climbed on top of me and with her eyes locked in mine, making it impossible for me to close them, she straddled me, pointed my cock at her entrance and sank down on it and started to ride my cock!

She bit her lip, wetted it with a flick of her tongue and moaned. Stopped while she was at the top, balancing on the tip of my cock and suddenly she sank down, hard. It was heaven! And for every time she rose my deposit seeped out a little and her cunt slurped as she lowered it over me again. And she looked a little embarrassed at me, smiled and picked up her speed and when I came she just rubbed her pussy against my pubic bone and yelled while her pussy milked more cum out of my almost empty cock!

She fell down on me and lay there breathing hard for a long while. I don’t know why but having her laying on top of me was almost as good as when she fucked me.

Finally she rolled down from me. Turned and gave me a kiss.

“Goodnight,” she whispered and closed her eyes.

Exhausted I fell asleep and slept like a log the whole night. Mother woke me up in the morning with a kiss and I was immediately ready for action and we had a long, slow fuck.

Afterwards I showered while she made breakfast and she showered while I laid the table. When we finally sat down I remembered her “no”.

“Mom,” I said.

“Mmm.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything, darling.”

“Why did you say… no, the first time? You didn’t seem to mind later.”

“Oh. Well. I… I’m not protected.”

“Not protected?”

“No. I don’t have any protection.”

“Oh.”

“Yes ‘oh’. You may be on your way to becoming a father, to your brother,” she added.

Did she get pregnant?

We don’t know yet. This happened only three day ago. I’ve made love to my mother seven times since then. Every time without protection, but if she isn’t pregnant she’ll get on the Pill as soon as possible after her period she says, and adds maybe.

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One Response to “free mum and son incest sex”

  1. tutpi Says:

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    my semen on her hand.

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