Incest
2010-02-28
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At thirty five with a son twenty years younger and a new husband of only a couple of years, - The original had passed away some while ago - We were rather poor but reasonably happy. I had all the sexual attributes required and my husband worked hard and long,while my son was the apple of my eye. Enough said!
Only a couple of days ago,I was slumbering in the night and enjoying a somewhat strange but in a way weird dream. - Stood at a bus stop,it seemed no one noticed I was dressed only in a hospital gown, the type all open at the back - A man stood behind me dressed normally but had a void of clothing around his crotch area,that I couldn't see but was aware of because he was sliding his hard cock along the crease of my pussy while I alone could hear his belly slapping gently against my ass. As I felt all this sensation,I equally knew everyone else around were watching but making out they weren't.
Now something had disturbed my dream as I desperately clung on to the dream wanting it to continue,while at the same time I sensed I was waking up. In those confused moments,while clinging on to the sensation,I came to realise,what had stirred my slumbers was that the sliding penis was now inside my vagina. Now even more alert,I could feel a hand pressing down across my hip into my lower belly/pube area stopping me from moving in response to the gently sliding cock in my quim.
Husbands!!! For that one moment I thought,until with a start,I realised I was on my wrong side for him to be shagging me from behind.
- My eyes shot open,in the darkness I could hear the steady deep breathing coming from the side of the bed where my husband was laying fast asleep. Now very alert to the fucking motions,in an instand my panicking mind revelled to the fact that only days before after many years of a worn out bed,I'd aquired a firm,king sized new one.
The firmness of the mattress meant that the movement at my back was not transmitted to where my husband was laying,so the raping I was receiving was only known by me and my assailant. My heart pounded as realisation came to mind. My son could be the person that was at my back,it was his penis that had disturbed me as he went from sliding it along his mothers slit to pushing it up into his mothers pussy. Guilt entered my pulsing belly as the cock increased its thrusting,making me want to respond in kind while his hand checked me from doing so.
The sensations took my mind back over first the dream,then the days before this night.
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- It had not been lost on me that for some years I'd noted my son as he grew had more than his share of penis. Also now in puberty and of late,he'd given time to making sure I got various looks at this now larger than expected boy cock. I couldn't prove, but was sure the door ajar glimpses of his naked body as he wandered his room from the shower/bath room were not all by accident. Now over the last few weeks I marvelled at the sight of him mostly looking in the mirror of his dressing table with a most fearful hardon.
Okay,I admit it,I lingered to get a better look. I couldn't see his face reflected,but thought he may be noting my presence at the door. The reason I wasn't sure was because he had the mirror set at an angle that showed me a reflection of him from the belly down so I assumed he having any sited reflexion of me would be similar.
I couldn't believe what I was at,but I equally admit it was becoming addictive. I waited each day for some more excitement of secret voyeurism.
Now here I am knowing full well,its my own sons cock working me to an orgasm. The size suddenly took on a whole new meaning as as I felt him coming close to an eruption,I felt this oversize cock enter my uterus's entrance. This experience seemed to excite him beyond his already vital thrusting state, so as my own orgasm overtook me, I supressed any sound of it so as not to disturb my husband as Ifelt the first spurt of cum shoot deeply into my womb. His hand now eased the pressure from my lower belly and I just couldn't stop myself from thrusting back and forward at the cock while squeezing my pussy muscles and thighs,trying to extract every last spurt of sperm from him into my excited womb.
We lay still now in the after throws of our orgasm. I know I should have removed his penis from my body,but trembling with butterflies in my belly,I awaited,hoping he'd start fucking me again.
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It must have been after about ten minutes I tingled as his hand moved up across my belly till it arrived under my breast and started cupping it with his fingers playing with my hard nipple. In no time his hips started at my pussy again,this time I responded immediately and started fucking back towards him. Now encouraged he pumped his cock in and out until we arrived again at a mighty orgasm. My mind flashed up,that if my husband awoke,I'd just push him out of bed to allow us to finish our orgasm in total.
Again my sons spunk plastered my insides and I exclaimed a gasp at the amount I felt his second orgasm supplying. Then in moments he withdrew his penis and was gone. Crazily,I wondered if it had in fact been all a dream,but on investigating with my fingers,I found it was no dream. My pussy was soaking,covered in sperm both inside and around the slippery slot. More even,he'd smeared cum on to my ass cheek where he'd turned to creep from the bed.
I lay overwhelmed with apprehension,not at guilt over my adultery,not even in fear of getting found out. NO! This was because,I felt excitement at what had happened and intended to make sure my son seen me naked as many times as it took to signal to him I wanted more of the same. My son had aroused a slut inside me,I had no idea was there.
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