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Broken-in Son (F-fm, inc)
by Voyuer Son (c) 1991
(***)
When I first started reading stories dealing with incest, I
didn't think I could muster the guts to write about the
experiences I had with my mother and sister. After just
reading a few more, though, I feel different; so here it goes!
It was during the middle fifties, and we were living in
Oklahoma at the time. My father sharecropped a small farm that
my sister and I hated because we had to help out every single
chance we had free. My sister, Nora, and I felt we were being
cheated out of our fun, so we goofed off every chance we had.
There was a small stream that ran close by, and every
chance we could manage, we would strip to our undies and dive
in. Nora was a few years older than I, so I would try not to
stare at the furry mat between her legs when her panties would
get wet and cushion against her mound.
I stared a little too long one day as we were playing in
the water, and suddenly, I felt my cock start to swell. I had
a pretty big cock that was fairly thick and was hard to hide.
It was hard to hide even limp when I wore certain pants.
My sister made some crack about me being part horse, and I
retorted with something. Before long we were pushing each
other, and the pushing turned into shoving, and then we were
wrestling in the water. I ran out to a grassy knoll, and I
thought we were through horsing around. But Nora wasn't, and
she climbed on top of me as she pinned my arms to the grass.
Her wet panties were resting atop my pelvis, and I could
feel the warm moons of her ass rest on my pelvis as we lay
there panting from the horsing around in the water. There was
a moment as we both relaxed when she straddled my waist, that I
became very conscious that my hard-on under my shorts was
positioned straight up between her ass buns and pussy. The
head of my cock was resting on my navel.
I was so comfortable that I didn't realize that the head of
my cock was hard and throbbing above the waistline of my shorts
until my sister looked down between us. I thought it was her
panty hem that was bruising the head of my throbbing cock, and
that's why I hadn't noticed my exposed cock.
As I looked down between us, I raised myself up and Nora
looked, too. She said something like, "Oh, no," and then it
was an entirely different thing altogether. We locked eyes for
a moment, and then my sister started rocking her body on top of
me and sliding her ass and pussy all along the length of my
cock. For a moment I had a guilty feeling, but I looked up
from our pubic areas to her eyes and I saw that they were
closed as she rocked her head in lusty circles.
My cock was being scraped raw by the panty cloth and hem
and the top of my waistband. I tried to free my hands from her
grip, but she was too strong. My blood circulation was being
cut as I felt my arms going numb. Nora wasn't saying a word,
and neither was I. We were just dry-fucking each other over
our underclothes.
When my sister started going faster, I was the first one
that spoke up. I said, "You're bruising my cock with your
panties." She stopped, and we both looked down between us.
The elastic waistband of my shorts was rolled down, and her
panties were very wet as her hand reached between us to touch
my curved, fiery-red cock.
Without a word, Nora lifted up and shoved the panty crotch
cover aside, and she placed my cockhead on her furry pussy. I
didn't know a damned thing about fucking so I just started
humping up. I felt my cock hit a hot, tight, resisting wedge,
and it felt so good that I gave it an extra-hard shove. I felt
a little tightness, and then it parted, and my cock went
partway into a very hot, tight place.
She said, "Yikes," or something, and I broke my hands loose
from her grip. I grabbed my sister around the waist and turned
into a wild animal as my cock wedged deeper into her. I felt
her pussy tighten around my cock as I kept digging into her.
She flattened her body on top of me, and I just drove my cock
in as deep as I could.
I don't know if she rolled me on top of her, or I rolled on
top, but I suddenly found myself on top of her, and then I
started spurting and gushing inside of her, over and over, as
we both groaned and moaned. My sister had her arms around my
neck, and I swear I thought she was going to break it, she was
gasping so hard.
My spurts and gushes started to slow down, and I just lay
on top of her as she eventually went limp. I started to relax
so much that I was almost asleep when she shook me and told me
to get off of her. My cock made a wet, sucking noise as it
came out of her tight wedge.
The next day we went to the same area, and we worked for a
while, weeding some turnips. When I tried to horse around with
her, she wouldn't have anything to do with me. All that week
we worked in the same area, and I couldn't get another rise out
of her. After having fucked for the first time, I was more
than ready for my next one. I didn't care about her being my
sister. By then I just wanted to have that feeling of my cock
spurting in her pussy again.
Nora didn't bring up the subject until a few days later.
We were working in a different part of the farm, when she said
out of the blue, "I got my period today."
I said, "So what?" I didn't know what it meant to her.
She said, "Dummy, that means I didn't get pregnant after what
we did the other week." I was so jolted by the whole thing
that I didn't know what to say.
I had completely forgotten any fear of pregnancy because I
thought Nora had just not wanted to fuck anymore with me. I
had been jacking off just about every night after our first
fuck and thought that that had been the end of it.
But after that, things went a little smoother. We started
fucking with rubbers which my sister bought at the drugstore
for me. We only had one more scare --- once when the rubber
bursted as we were fucking one day standing up behind the
chicken coop. After a few days, she came back happy again and
told me that there was nothing to worry about.
However, after awhile, my sister went to live with my aunt
because she was laid up with some ailment. My father also
planted the new crop and found a job in town while the crop
developed. Sometimes he would stay away for days on end. It
was during the winter, and with very little money coming in, my
mother would try to save by heating up the house and then
turning the heater off.
One day when my father was away, she told me to sleep with
her to save on the heater use. I didn't want to because I had
been jacking off in a steady way every night since Nora had
been gone. After awhile I reluctantly agreed. The first few
nights I went to bed before she did, and always took a little
rag to wipe myself off after I jacked off.
The fourth night I will always remember for the rest of my
life. My mother made me help with the dishes and held me there
with her until she went to bed. I didn't have a chance to jack
off, and I didn't want to do it in the bathroom because I had
never liked jacking off standing up.
As usual, my mother placed a small bedroll between us as we
lay under the bed covers. I tried to jack off on the sly after
I thought she was asleep, but she woke up and said in the dark,
"Are you restless?"
I answered, "No," and went to sleep with sore balls.
Sometime later that night when I was not quite awake, but
yet I was not asleep, I came conscious of my mother's back
against me. The bedroll was no longer between us, and my
mother's behind was nested in my pelvis as we both lay facing
in the same direction. In that Twilight Zone-state, I became
aware that my cock was swollen, and it was touching my mother's
ass-moons very lightly.
I couldn't help it, I just automatically put my free arm
around her and I guess I faked a snore, just in case she was
awake. By then my cock was throbbing and jumping like a heart
against her ass buns. I kept faking my snores for a while and
then the unforgettable started to happen. I felt my mother
fumble with her sleeping gown, as she removed my hand from
around her waist.
I could tell that she didn't want to wake me up as she kept
fumbling with her sleeping clothes. After awhile, she sat up
just for a moment in bed, in the dark, and then lay down again.
She faced me, just for a moment, as I continued to fake my
snores. Shocked, I then watched her search for my shorts
waistline and pop my buttons open.
Thereafter, my mother tugged on my shorts to slide them
down off my body. I helped a little by snoring and moaning as
I turned to allow her to remove my shorts. When she had
removed them as far as my ankles, she placed her foot between
my legs and I relaxed as she pushed them off with her foot.
She lay down sideways, facing away from me, and then very
slowly started inching her body toward mine as I kept faking
my snores.
My mother inched her body so slowly that by the time her
bare skin touched the trunk of my cock I could feel my cock
oozing its cum. When my cock was lined up between her buns, she
just kept sliding her body higher as I snored and tried to
slide my body down on the bedsheets to help her. When she
finally slid as high as she could, and I as far down as I
could, the head of my cock fell, throbbing, just below the
roundness of my mother's buns. I could feel the tickle of her
pussy's coarse hair.
Then she did a very strange thing; she started to bend
forward as far as she could as she opened her legs. I felt her
hand cup the head of my cock. I felt her thumb rub the open
hole, soon oozing as she started to wet her pussy lips with her
fingers from my cum. I bent and arched my body forward, and
she made one quick motion and slipped the head of my cock into
a hot, comfortable nest.
I quit faking my snores then and reached around her waist
and rolled on top of her. There was no resistance like I had
had with my sister. This was just good, comfortable, sweet
fucking. I heard my mother gasp, "Oh, you're so sweet, baby;
give it all to me," as she bounced me on her backside.
I found out the difference between a real woman and a girl
like my sister who didn't know how to throw her ass around as
we fucked. My mother turned sideways as I lay on top of her and
placed one leg between both of mine and one across my stomach,
and I felt my cock go in all the way to my balls. She said,
"God, baby, you have a good-sized cock," as we just groaned and
gasped in the dark.
After I came in her, we lay very quietly, connected for a
long time as her pussy kept milking my cock, something my
sister didn't know how to do. When my cock became hard again,
we fucked some more --- until my balls had no more cum in them.
She repeated milking my cock with her pussy, and after I was
through, she said, "Let me get up and douche. My, you sure had
a lot of cum in those big balls."
After she came back, the sun was up already and she sat
down by the bed. My mother told me that if she had known how
big my cock was, she would have "broken" me in before then.
She said that she had been afraid of frightening me.
She went on to tell me that she had raised the subject
lightly with my father, and that he had laughed at her, so she
never brought it up again. So, for that reason, she said I
should be sure and never tell him about breaking me in. She
also told me that she was going to try and tell my sister to
let me break her in. I laughed, and told her that Nora and I
had already started fucking about a month before she went to
stay with my aunt.
My mother scolded me, telling me never to say "fucking"
because only dogs "fucked" --- humans "comforted" each other.
She was also concerned about me possibly making my sister
pregnant. She told me that if I ever needed "comforting", I
should come to her, because I was liable to get Nora pregnant.
But she also told me that if Nora and I ever did do it again,
we should use double rubbers.
Here's to more and better mother and son stories. I would
like to read a mother's written story of her experience. I
told my mother to write this one, but she wouldn't.