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Authors name: Anonymous (an204955@anon.penet.fi)
Story title : Wicked Lovemaking - Two Sons, Two Lovers
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Wicked Lovemaking - Two Sons, Two Lovers
by Anonymous Author (an204955@anon.penet.fi)
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AUTHORS NOTE: This text is of the highly erotic kind,
describing the making of an incestuous relationship
between a mother and her 2 teenage sons. It includes
detailed descriptions of intercourse taking place,
oral sex, taking on both her sons, pregnancy with
her sons, milking/lactating and breast feeding
scenes.
All the sex taking place is consensual, and roman-
tically written (if I may say so myself). It is a
story, true or false, for you to judge, concerning
one of the most taboo subjects, INCESTUAL relation-
ships between mother/sons and INCESTUAL PREGNANCIES.
If you dislike reading stories about family members
having sex or if you are under the age of 18 (or the
legal age if different from this), a sensitive person
or a watchman of moral law, then don't read any further
and forget that the word and act of incest even
exists...
For you who like reading about these fascinating
subjects... welcome, and please read further...
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Chapter I
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After all that had happened, I still considered myself
lucky. Of course, there had been very tragic moments
in my life, but they seemed only to have given me more
strength, and trust in myself. Nature had of course
influenced me and somewhat turned me into a sad person,
but this day changed it all for me, I started to live
anew. I had only lived half my life, I was still
young... Let me tell you how it started...
My name is Annabel, but everyone calls me Anna or just
Bel. We, that is, my then 15-year-old-son John, and
his 1 year younger brother Tim, lived out on the planes
of Texas. We had lived there ever since the dreadful
accident that changed my life in a brutal way.
It was only 2 months after the birth of Tim. My husband
and I had been married for almost 2 years, loving each
other immensely, but life isn't always kind. Michael
worked at a big ranch and was chief when it came to
handling cattle, however in a dreadful moment he was
smacked against the boards by a bull, leaving him all
paralyzed. One week later, Michael died.
The owner of the ranch was a very kind man, he
understood the tragedy, he knew I was alone, without
any understanding parents to go to, with 2 children to
take care of, and only 22.
So he arranged for me to live in a small, but old
cottage, which was situated in the outskirts of his
land by a beautiful pond. It was a lovely house, which
Michael and I had rode by several times, admiring,
hoping that one day we could live together in a lonely
but romantic place just like that.
The first years the owner visited me quite often,
lending me some powerful hands belonging to his
workers, to make some repairs, but later we met only
once or twice a month in town. But as I said, he was a
very kind man, too old for me to love but he never
tried to take advantage of me and the situation in any
way, and for that I respect him greatly.
Living in the cottage was fantastic, most of the times,
however, getting to town was difficult, since you had
to drive on a small dirt road for 4 miles, and being so
far off in the countryside made life pretty lonely.
There were no neighbors close by, only uncultivated
fields, but I didn't mind. Even though the town was
quite large, there were no men who would marry me, I
was only 22 and looked great at that time, but having 2
children, didn't attract any of them...
I tried, I wanted and needed a man, but no one wanted
me, so I was left alone, with my children, raising
them, waiting for life to pass by, being forgotten.
Time passed slowly, I took occasional jobs as a
waitress, assistant shopkeeper etc. I didn't really
need the money, since I was granted a sum of money from
my husband's parents and then there were the social
welfare money. In other words, I managed myself.
I and my two sons had a great life together, we used to
play games, cards, listen to music, going out and ride.
I really took my time taking care of them. Together we
built up a special bond, a special love. My sons never
quarreled with each other, like my brothers did all the
time back home, instead they shared everything, they
went together and stayed together. I was very proud of
them, since they did very well in school too.
However, this specific summer I'm going to tell you
about, changed our love for each other. It turned into
a love I had missed for so long...But let's start at
the beginning...
Continued in part 2...
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