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The Sperm Donor
by Shadow Kiss (shadow_kiss_944@hotmail.com)

***

A woman is desperate to have another child but her 
husband is sterile. Fortunately her son is willing to 
lend a hand. (F/m-teen, inc, preg)

***

Jeff could hear his parents yelling before he opened 
the door. He hesitated on the stoop then pushed open 
the front door and walked into his house. His parents 
were in the living room. Jeff knew immediately why they 
were arguing.

"I will not raise another man’s baby, Anna! How can you 
even think about letting some stranger knock you up?" 
Greg shouted. He was shaking with contained rage.

"It’s not another man, just his sperm! Why the fuck 
can’t you understand the difference between an affair 
and a medical procedure!" Anna was equally upset.

"It’s not different, God damn it! You’re still having a 
baby! A baby that’s not your husband’s! I don’t care 
how the sperm gets in you! I’m not going to raise a 
bastard as my own and that’s the fucking end of it!" 
Greg stormed away. He didn’t even notice Jeff as he 
passed him in the kitchen and stomped up the stairs. A 
second later both Anna and Jeff heard the thunderous 
sound of the master bedroom door being slammed.

Anna collapsed onto the couch and began to weep. It 
pained Jeff to see his mother so distraught. It pissed 
him off to know that his father was the cause. Why the 
hell can’t Dad put away his ego and let Mom get the in 
vitro, Jeff thought, if she were my wife I’d do 
anything within my power to make her happy.

Jeff loved his mother. In fact he loved her much more 
than a son ought to. He fantasized about her almost 
constantly. The idea of spending the rest of his days 
performing the duties of a husband with his mother held 
great appeal for Jeff. He would do anything for her.

Greg, on the other hand, was totally selfish in Jeff’s 
eyes. What Anna wanted more than anything in the world 
was to have another baby. She had always wanted three 
or four kids, but so far Jeff was an only child. The 
problem was that Greg had become sterile.

It was twelve years ago that the fertility specialists 
had informed Anna and Greg that unless they adopted or 
relied on a sperm donor they would never have another 
child. That had settled the matter for Greg. He would 
not raise a child that he himself did not father.

As the years passed, Anna became more desperate to have 
a child. She could feel her biological clock ticking 
away. She had pestered, begged, argued and even 
threatened Greg in order to change his mind. The more 
Anna pushed the more adamantly her husband refused.

All this had lead to the current argument that found 
Anna sobbing while Jeff looked on. Jeff sat down next 
to his mother and gave her a hug. Anna returned her 
son’s embrace and continued to cry. After some minutes 
she finally calmed down and looked up at Jeff.

"Oh honey," she said with a sniffle, "I’m sorry you had 
to see that."

"Its all right Mom," Jeff said, "It’s not your fault. I 
just don’t know why dad is so pigheaded. Can’t he see 
how much you want a baby?"

"Your father is just, well… set in his ways," Anna 
responded, "I guess he figures since we got such a 
perfect kid the first time, why push our luck?"

"You don’t have to defend him to me, Mom. You’ve wanted 
another kid since I can remember. If I were married to 
you I’d give you anything to make you happy. I’d even 
let you sleep with someone else if it was the only way 
you could get pregnant."

"Jeff! I don’t want to sleep with someone else. I love 
your father and I would never be unfaithful to him."

"I didn’t mean it that way, Mom. I know you love Dad. I 
just meant that, if Dad really loves you, he shouldn’t 
be so worried about his pride. You’re so wonderful and 
beautiful that you deserve everything."

"Flatterer," Anna said with a chuckle. Her laugh was 
more nervous than amused. She had never heard her son 
speak this way and his tone disturbed her.

Jeff let go of his mother and just sat for a while. He 
was surreptitiously checking her out. She was wearing a 
low-cut blouse and mini-skirt that emphasized her 
fabulous body. Jeff couldn’t help getting hard as he 
pictured her hiking up that skirt to allow his cock 
access to her fertile pussy. A wicked idea began to 
take shape in his mind and he said, "Mom? Dad’s always 
saying he’s not really sterile, right?"

Anna sighed, "Yes. Your father believes, despite what 
three doctors have told him and twelve years have 
proven, that he can still get me pregnant." The 
bitterness was obvious in her voice.

"Well," Jeff suggested, "why don’t you just get the 
donor sperm without telling Dad. Then when you get 
pregnant, you can tell him that it’s his baby. He’ll 
never know."

"That just wouldn’t work honey," Anna said, "In vitro 
fertilization is an expensive procedure. I’d need to 
get the insurance company to pay for it and they’ll 
only do that with my husband’s consent."

"Oh," Jeff said. His mouth went dry and his heart 
started pounding as he began his next suggestion, 
"What, ah, what if you could, um, get sperm another 
way?"

"Jeff, honey, the only other way to get sperm is to 
have intercourse. I already told you I wouldn’t cheat 
on your dad."

Jeff licked his lips, trying to draw some moisture into 
his mouth, "Yeah, but, ah, what if it wasn’t, um, you 
know, not really cheating?"

"How in the world could it not be cheating?" Anna was 
confused and a little perturbed by her son’s 
suggestion.

"Well, um," Jeff swallowed hard, "what if the guy, ah, 
the sperm donor, what if he was, well, related to Dad? 
Closely related so that the baby, ah, if there was a 
baby, um, the baby would be related to Dad. Then it 
wouldn’t be cheating because, ah, the baby would sort 
of be Dad’s."

Anna crossed her arms over her chest and glared at her 
son, "Exactly what are you getting at, Jeffrey?"

Jeff ignored the threat of his full name and pressed 
on, "Um, what if, ah well, what if the sperm donor was, 
was… me?"

Anna jumped to her feet, "Jeffrey! That is the most 
disgusting thing I have ever heard in my life! How 
could you even think such disgusting, horrible 
thoughts?
Are you really that perverted? What made you say such a 
terrible thing?"

Jeff had crawled backwards on the couch and was holding 
up his arm to ward off potential blows. His voice 
cracked as he said, "Because you we’re crying."

Anna was taken aback by Jeff’s response, "What do mean 
‘because I was crying’?"

"You always cry." Jeff said, as tears came to his own 
eyes, "You’re always sad because you can’t have a baby. 
I hate it when you’re sad. I just want you to be happy 
all the time. I thought if I gave you a baby you’d be 
happy."

Anna’s anger melted away and was replaced by motherly 
compassion. "Oh honey," she said as she reached down to 
embrace Jeff, "I don’t need a baby to make me happy. 
You’re the only baby I need." She kissed his forehead 
and rocked him gently.

"You’re lying," he accused as he broke away, "I know 
you love me Mom, but what you want more than anything 
is a baby. You’ll always be sad until you can have 
another baby and the only reason you don’t have one is 
because of Dad!" Jeff ran upstairs and slammed his own 
door. In the aftermath, Anna contemplated everything 
Jeff had said.

That night Anna made up with her husband. At dinner 
Greg noticed an obvious tension between Jeff and his 
mother. When Greg asked what the two had fought about 
earlier, Anna simply replied that it wasn’t important. 
Jeff made no response and rapidly finished dinner 
before retreating to his room.

Anna and Greg had their make up sex. It was a lot 
better for Greg than it was for Anna. She was barely 
responsive as Greg pounded his prick into her. When he 
was finished he rolled over and fell asleep. Anna 
hadn’t had an orgasm in years and Greg didn’t put much 
effort into inciting one.

As her husband snored beside her, Anna stared into the 
darkness. She could feel Greg’s useless semen leaking 
from her cunt. She imagined it was filled with cold, 
dead sperm that simply lay motionless. She headed to 
the bathroom stark naked and gave herself a thorough 
douche. The thought of the dead sperm sitting inside 
her all night was too much.

She returned to bed and curled into a ball. Jeffrey was 
right, she thought, I'll never really be happy until I 
have another baby. She resented Greg. She was even 
starting to hate him. He is such an ass, she thought, 
It would serve him right to get pregnant by Jeff and 
have Greg do all the parenting.

Anna’s cheeks burned when she realized what she was 
contemplating. I can’t have sex with my son, she 
admonished herself, it’s illegal, immoral and just 
plain evil. What if I just go out and have an affair, 
she thought. She knew there were plenty of men dying to 
get into her pants. She’d even been propositioned on 
more than one occasion.

It was folly, Anna knew. If she slept with someone she 
knew it would almost certainly get back to Greg as they 
had the same network of rumormonger friends. The idea 
of taking a stranger to her bed appalled her. She 
didn’t think she could look into her baby’s eyes if he 
was the result of some random encounter.

It seemed the only options were in vitro or an 
incestuous relationship with her son. Greg would never 
agree to the in vitro, she had to accept that. Could 
she really have sex with her own child? How would she 
live with herself?

The wheels of Anna’s mind kept spinning. Her moral 
sense was repulsed by Jeff’s suggestion, but as she 
contemplated she thought she could feel a hollow spot 
deep inside her abdomen. When she finally slept, she 
dreamt of watching her belly swell and holding an 
infant in her arms.

Jeff was also having trouble sleeping. He had spied his 
mother moving naked across the hallway earlier. It made 
his loins ache to think of that goddess-like body. 
Seeing it had almost driven him insane.

He had wanted to run out and grab his mother. He 
imagined dragging her to his bed where he would spend 
the night fucking her into submission. She would come 
to love his penis. She would beg him to impregnate her. 
Instead he had closed the door and spent the better 
part of an hour masturbating. 

By the time he spurted his way to orgasm, Jeff was 
convinced his mother had appeared naked before him 
intentionally. She was giving me an enticement, Jeff 
thought, she had to object before so that I wouldn’t 
think she was a slut. She wants me to stay interested 
though. Otherwise why would she run around naked?

It was the hormonal dream of a sixteen-year-old, but it 
kept Jeff from believing he had irreparably damaged his 
relationship with his mother. The idea that his mother 
might never trust him again was worse than a death 
sentence. His attraction to her was physical, but his 
love for her was truly heartfelt.

Breakfast was very quiet. Neither Anna nor Jeff spoke 
the entire time. Greg didn’t appear to notice as he 
read the morning paper. Jeff just ate his cereal as 
silently as possible while Anna drank her coffee. 
Finally, Greg folded his paper, kissed his wife and bid 
them both farewells.

For a long time Anna and Jeff sat and contemplated each 
other. Whenever they made eye contact they quickly 
looked away. Minutes ticked by without a word being 
said. Finally Anna spoke, "Jeff, we really need to 
talk."

"About what?" Jeff said, trying to inject a little 
humor.

Anna wasn’t laughing, "Jeff, honey, what you said to me 
yesterday was very serious. It’s not something I can 
just brush off as a joke." She sighed, not sure how to 
continue.

"It wasn’t meant as a joke," said Jeff, surprising 
himself as well as his mother, "I meant what I said. 
Everything. I want you to have a baby. I want to be the 
one to give it to you." Jeff hung his head. The truth 
was out. The damage was done. He might as well go for 
broke.

"I know you’re going to hate me forever when I say 
this," he said without looking up, "but I have to say 
what I feel. I’m in love with you, Mom. I want you the 
way a man wants a woman. I also want you to always be 
my mother. I want you to be everything: my mother, my 
lover, my friend." Jeff’s head shot up and he looked 
into Anna’s eyes with an intensity that shook her.

"It’s like every kind of love and passion that’s inside 
me is for you," he blurted, almost shouting in his 
catharsis, "I love you every way one human can love 
another. I lust after you. I want to make love to you 
and I want to fuck you. I want to dominate you 
completely and I want to be your slave. I want you to 
ride me like a whore and then hold me like when I was a 
little boy.

"I feel so much for you and I can’t say or do anything 
about it. I know it’s wrong. It’s evil and twisted and 
perverted. I’ve tried to stop. I’ve tried to just be 
normal, but I can’t. You’re the only one. You’re the 
only one I can feel anything for and I just, I just… 
want you to love me back!"

Jeff bolted out the door and ran to the bus stop. He 
was in tears when the bus picked him up. For the rest 
of the day, he was so sullen and withdrawn people 
thought that one of his relatives had died.

Anna was literally stunned by Jeff’s pronouncement. She 
simply sat motionless without blinking. Time simply 
seemed to have stopped. She struggled to cope with the 
emotional landside that had just been thrown at her. 
She had had absolutely no idea what Jeff had been 
keeping bottled up. He wanted her to be his mother and 
his whore? Such a notion seemed beyond absurd. It 
seemed insane.

Was Jeff crazy? Did he need to be committed? The moment 
she thought it, Anna dismissed the idea. Nothing would 
take her child away from her. Any problem Jeff had, she 
would deal with it. The question was how would she deal 
with it? She had barely been prepared to discuss the 
childish notion of getting her pregnant to make her 
happy.

In a way, Jeff’s love tantrum had made Anna more 
ambivalent. The idea of sleeping with her son and 
having his baby was still morally repugnant. In a dark 
corner of her mind, however, Anna was ecstatic. Never 
in her whole life had someone been so impassioned by 
her. The thought that she could be the inspiration of 
such intense desire made her pulse race and her pussy 
moisten.

Anna left the house in a state of shock. She went about 
her day as though she were a zombie. Every shred of her 
available consciousness was devoted to one thought: 
What am I going to do about Jeff?

When Jeff returned home from school, he was sure he 
would find an angry mob waiting for him. They would be 
waving torches and picket signs that said: Kill the 
Perv. To his relief, Jeff was not greeted by an angry 
mob. To his despair, he was greeted by his mother. She 
was waiting for him in the kitchen. 

"Jeffrey, we need to talk," she said as soon as he 
walked through the door. She headed toward the living 
room and Jeff obediently followed. She had him sit on 
the couch across from her.

"Honey," she began, "I think we need to discuss sex."

"Uh, Mom, I already know about sex," he meekly 
protested.

"You know about the mechanics of it, yes, but you seem 
to be confused about differences between love and sex."

"I know the diff-" she stopped him by raising her hand.

"No you don’t," she said, "otherwise you wouldn’t 
confuse what you feel for me with physical passion. 
It’s all right to feel intense love for me, sweetheart, 
but you shouldn’t think that an intense love should 
automatically be physical. Love and sex are separate 
entities. You can love someone with your whole heart 
without ever touching her. You can lust after, and 
sleep with, someone you despise totally. Love does not 
always lead to sex and sex rarely leads to love. Do you 
understand?"

"I understand." Jeff said, "May I ask you a question?" 
She nodded. "How is your sex life?"

"Jeffrey, that’s very inappropriate."

"Answer me, Mom. Are you enjoying sex with Dad?" He 
looked intently into her eyes. His gaze seemed to 
compel truth.

"Well, um, no. Not lately."

"So you love Dad, but there is no physical passion?"

"It’s not that, well, it is but…" she didn’t know what 
to say. Once again Jeff had her completely off guard.

"Is that what you really want? Love without lust. A 
marriage of friendship, of convenience. Does that make 
you happy or just content?" He took Anna’s hands in his 
own, "You want me to believe that what I’m feeling is 
just confused love, but I think you’re the one who’s 
confused. You don’t want to be my lover only because it 
is wrong by society’s standards. Well, mother, society 
can be wrong!"

Without warning, Jeffrey pulled Anna into an embrace. 
He kissed her fiercely. Anna was too stunned to react. 
She allowed her body to follow it’s own inclinations. 
Her arms and legs wrapped around Jeff as her tongue 
probed into his mouth.

They continued to French as Jeff lifted his mother off 
the couch and laid her on the floor. His hands began to 
roam her body. He found the top of her blouse and with 
one quick motion, ripped it away. It was then that Anna 
started coming to her senses, "Jeff, Oh God, we can’t, 
please stop."

Jeff chose not to hear. He undid his jeans and pulled 
them to his knees. His cock sprang into full view and 
Anna gasped, "No, no, we haven’t gone that far. Please 
just let me up."

Jeff began rubbing his cock on her crotch. The meager 
barrier of her panties was the only thing preventing 
penetration. He kissed Anna again. She did nothing to 
stop him. As his tongue slid into her mouth once more, 
he reached down with both hands and tore her panties 
away.

Anna cried out as she felt her son’s cock invade her 
wet pussy. Once he was in balls deep, Anna gave in. She 
wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his face 
to hers. They kissed once more and Anna whispered, 
"Fuck me! Fuck me now!"

Jeff obliged his mother. He thrust his ramrod back and 
forth inside her velvety folds. His balls slapped 
against her ass with each ingress. His cockhead beat 
against her cervix as if trying to gain admission to 
her womb.

The mad friction continued as Anna felt the stirrings 
of long dormant sensations.
Her pussy muscles began to clench as the thought 
occurred: He could give me a baby. Her cunt began to 
squeeze Jeff’s cock.

The sensation drew Jeff’s own orgasm. He rammed his 
cock home and gripped Anna’s ass tightly. His cock 
spurt forth jets of semen. The sticky streams planting 
countless seeds in the very womb from which he had 
emerged. 

Jeff collapsed on top of Anna. Both panted for breath. 
The sound of a car pulling up shook them out of their 
carnal haze. "Oh my God, it’s your father!" Anna 
yelled. She and Jeff sprang to their feet. In a mad 
rush they gathered the remnants of Anna’s clothing.

They dashed up the stairs just as Greg was walking 
through the front door. Anna and Jeff went to their 
respective bedrooms. Anna closed and locked her door. 
She half expected Jeff to follow her and demand 
entrance. Part of her desperately wanted him to.

As Anna came down from her sexual high she began to 
feel guilty. How had that happened? She had been trying 
to discourage Jeff’s feelings and instead she had let 
him take them to their ultimate conclusion. Had Jeff 
raped her? 

No, she decided. I told him to stop, but I didn’t 
really mean it. Somehow Jeff had pushed buttons Anna 
didn’t even know she had. She had never known such a 
powerful, terrible lust that could overwhelm the 
rational mind. No one, not even Greg, had inspired such 
emotion before.

Anna’s reverie was broken by a knock at the door. 
"Anna, honey, are you all right?" It was her husband. 
Anna was suddenly terrified that she had been caught.

"I’m fine dear," she said.

"Did you have some kind of accident?" Greg asked with 
concern. "I found a bunch of buttons from one of your 
blouses all over the living room."

Anna’s heart beat like a drum. "Yes, ah, yeah, well," 
she stammered trying to come up with a quick lie, "You 
see I got my blouse caught on, on a… picture frame, and 
well, when I tried to pull it off it just tore open."

"Oh," said Greg, "why is the door locked?"

"I have to change and I didn’t want Jeff walking in," 
Anna responded a lot less shaky.

"All right, well, I’m just going to be watching TV if 
you need me." Greg finally left.

Anna sighed with relief. She took stock of herself in a 
mirror. She was glad she had locked the door. Her 
blouse hung in tatters off her shoulders. Her skirt was 
bunched around her waist. Her bare pussy drooled semen 
down her legs. It shocked her to she herself in such a 
state.

Anna quickly changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants. She 
could still feel her son’s sperm in her cunt. She hid 
the torn blouse and panties in the hamper and went into 
bathroom. She was about to reach for the douche bag 
when her hand stopped. She grabbed a tampon instead. As 
she inserted it, she imagined Jeff’s little swimmers 
being pushed deep into her womb. The thought made her 
pussy quiver.

The rest of the night was awkward for Anna. She didn’t 
know how to act around Jeff. The feeling of the tampon 
inside her pussy squelched any attempts at normalcy. 
Jeff for the most part seemed happy as a clam. He was 
all smiles. Whenever Anna walked by Jeff would give her 
a compliment. It was nothing overtly sexual. Mostly he 
told her how wonderful and beautiful she was.

When Jeff went to bed he hugged Anna and gave a kiss on 
the cheek. He told her he loved her more than ever. 
Anna thought she felt his hands drag across her breasts 
as he broke away. Greg didn’t seem to notice the 
strange interaction between his wife and son.

The next day Anna stood in the kitchen and waited for 
her son again. She couldn’t sit because her ass was 
still tender from rug burns. She had been up all night 
thinking about what to say to Jeff. Now that he had 
gotten what he wanted once, how would she convince him 
to stop? The question that truly plagued her mind, the 
one she didn’t want to admit to asking was, did she 
really want him to stop? 

When Jeff walked through the door, Anna was prepared to 
give him a stern lecture. Before she could open her 
mouth, Jeff dashed across the kitchen, took his mother 
in his arms and kissed her. Anna lost herself in the 
moment and just kissed him back. Without preamble Jeff 
lifted her off her feet and started up the stairs.

"Jeff, what are you doing? Where are you taking me?" 
Anna demanded.

"Where do you think?" Jeff replied with a wicked grin 
on his face.

"No, no, you don’t understand," Anna pleaded. "We can’t 
do this! Not again. It’s so wrong. Please just put me 
down."

Jeff ignored his mother and carried her into his 
bedroom. He set her down on the bed and closed the 
door. He began taking off his clothes.

"Jeff!" Anna shouted. "Stop that! Why won’t you listen 
to me? We are not having sex. Not ever. Stop ignoring 
me and put your clothes on!" Anna rose to her feet and 
gave Jeff her sternest gaze. Her gaze changed to lust 
as she watched her son.

Jeff was now completely naked. His young muscular body 
displayed in all its glory. His ten-inch cock stood 
rigid. Anna was a little surprised by its size. She 
hadn’t had a chance to examine it the day before.

Jeff slowly approached Anna. He took her in his arms 
and gave her a slow sensuous kiss. Anna became wet with 
desire. She felt her son’s penis pressed against her 
stomach. Every instinct in her body was telling her to 
wrap her cunt around the enormous rod.

She broke away from her son and turned around. She 
hoped keeping him out of sight would allow her 
intellect to prevail. "Jeffrey, son, please don’t do 
this to me. I am your mother for Christ’s sake. I gave 
birth to you. Don’t make me do this again."

Jeff came up to his mother from behind. He wrapped his 
arms around her waist and hugged her tightly. His 
erection prodded her ass as he whispered in her ear, 
"I’m not making you do anything, Mom. Everything that 
happens from this point on will be 100 percent your 
decision. The moment you want it to stop, just walk out 
that door."

He brushed Anna’s hair aside and started kissing down 
her neck. His hands unbuttoned her blouse. Anna tried 
to will her legs to move. She tried to break away from 
her son, but she couldn’t. Animal lust won over human 
reason. No matter how hard her rational mind fought, it 
could not suppress the carnal id that screamed for 
more.

Jeff removed Anna’s blouse. He kissed her shoulders and 
back down to her bra strap. Jeff undid the hooks of her 
brassiere and watched it fall to the floor. He turned 
Anna around. For a long moment he just stood there 
taking in the vision of loveliness before him.

"My God, you are so beautiful," he declared in a husky 
voice. He reached out and cupped each full breast. Jeff 
then leaned down and began to suckle. Electricity shot 
through Anna’s body as his lips made contact with her 
nipple. She grasped his head with both hands as a sign 
of encouragement.

Jeff took the hint and sucked her breast with zeal. He 
opened his mouth wide to take in as much of his 
mother’s breast as possible, both sucking and licking 
her generous mammary. Anna’s knees began to wobble and 
she leaned into Jeff’s mouth. The sheer pleasure of the 
experience overwhelmed everything in her mind.

Just when Anna was about to swoon from ecstasy, Jeff 
switched to the other breast. He renewed his suckling. 
Once again, Anna grew dizzy from the pleasure. Jeff 
finished by kissing every square inch of her marvelous 
globes.

His lips moved down her body, kissing her flat stomach. 
At the same time, his hands worked to remove her dress 
slacks. They soon joined the pile of discarded clothing 
at Anna’s feet. Jeff stopped kissing Anna long enough 
to take off her panties.

She was now totally nude except for the spike-heeled 
sandals she wore. When Anna reached down to undo their 
straps, Jeff stopped her. "Leave them on," he said, 
"They’re very sexy."

Jeff grabbed his mother’s ass and heard a sharp intake 
of breath. He looked at her butt cheeks and saw obvious 
signs of rug burn. "Did I do that?" he asked. Anna 
nodded in reply. "I’m sorry, I’ll kiss it and make it 
better."

He gently kissed every red mark on her behind while he 
fondled her pubic mound. As he stroked her bush, his 
middle finger found her slit. He stopped kissing as his 
finger slowly sank into her wet hole. Anna gasped at 
Jeff’s manual penetration. He sawed his digit back and 
forth inside his mother. Anna’s breathing intensified.

He added a second finger, sending another jolt of 
pleasure through Anna. Once he added the third finger, 
all bets were off. Anna’s cunt exploded with orgasm 
while her son continued his finger fucking.

As her climax tapered off, Jeff rose to his feet. He 
brushed his slick fingers across her lips. Anna 
obediently sucked, tasting her own juices on her son’s 
hand. She licked each finger clean then turned around 
and kissed Jeff full on the lips. Her tongue invaded 
his mouth, allowing him to partake of Anna’s sweet 
nectar.

Jeff and Anna stood in the middle of the room, holding 
each other. Their tongues danced inside each other’s 
mouths. Anna had never felt such intense passion for 
someone else. Her heart was beating so fast, she 
thought it might explode. Then a knock came at the door 
and Anna’s heart stopped.

"Anna, Jeff," Greg shouted, "What are you two doing in 
there?"

Jeff began kissing his mother’s neck, freeing her mouth 
to answer, "We, ah, um, I was, oh, mm, just helping 
Jeff… with his homework." Jeff’s mouth was making its 
way toward Anna’s breasts.

"Homework?" asked Greg, "This early?"

"Well, uh, oh, oh God," Anna gasped as Jeff took a 
nipple into his mouth, "Uh, uh, Jeff really, really, 
needs help!" Anna held her son’s head as he teased her 
nipples and aureoles.

"Are you all right, dear?" Greg asked, "You sound like 
you’re in pain."

Jeff was kissing down Anna’s stomach as she said, 
"Yeah, I, well, have a bad, uh, cramp!" Anna almost 
screamed as Jeff’s tongue pushed into the folds of her 
vagina. Her concentration shattered as he moved his 
tongue back and forth inside her.

Anna fell backwards on the bed with Jeff’s face still 
buried in her crotch. She gripped his head and humped 
his mouth. The absolute bliss of Jeff’s oral assault 
drowned out her husband’s voice: "Okay, I guess I’ll be 
downstairs."

Jeff gabbed his mother’s ass and pushed deeper into her 
cunt. Anna made mewling sounds while her hands rubbed 
Jeff’s scalp. He found her clit with his tongue and 
proceeded to assail it. Anna now moaned as she built 
toward another orgasm. Her juices flowed freely and 
Jeff swallowed them as best he could.

Anna’s climax broke. Waves of bliss passed through Anna 
like fire. She bucked her hips and clenched her pussy. 
Jeff could barely hold on to his mother’s buttocks.

When it was over, Anna looked down at her son with a 
smile of gratitude. She pulled Jeff up to her face and 
kissed him deeply. She hugged him and whispered into 
his ear, "Thank you, thank you so very much. Nobody has 
ever done that for me before."

"What do mean?" Jeff asked, "I know that wasn’t your 
first orgasm."

"No it wasn’t," Anna replied, "but it was the first 
time, ah first time anyone has used their tongue."

Jeff sat up and looked at his mother, "You mean you’ve 
never had cunnilingus before?"

Anna’s face turned beet red, "No I’ve never had… that 
before."

"Why not?" Jeff demanded, "Any man who’s seen you naked 
would fall on his knees and worship you. You’re halfway 
there and it’s the first thing I thought of."

"Oh my," Anna said, "Well first of all, your fa- Greg 
isn’t really into oral sex. And second, when I was your 
age no one thought about it. There was kissing, 
petting, necking, and sex. I can’t even remember 
hearing about oral sex or hand jobs until after I was 
married."

A surreal feeling engulfed Anna. Her she was talking 
about her sex life with her son. A son with whom she 
had enjoyed three separate erotic acts including 
outright fucking. Not more than one hour earlier she 
had been prepared to tell Jeff what a horrible thing 
they had done, and that they could never have anything 
more than a mother/son relationship. Now she lay naked 
on a bed with her equally nude son hovering over her 
and they were speaking like lovers.

"Oh God," Anna said as she covered her face, "I can’t 
believe what I’ve just done. With my husband right 
outside the door no less. I’m evil, I’m wicked, I’m 
sick inside and somehow I’ve passed it on to you." 
Tears filled her eyes.

"Mom," Jeff said as he pulled her hands away from her 
face. "Mom, look at me. Don’t call us sick. Love is not 
a sickness. We’re a mother and son who love each other 
so much that an ordinary relationship can’t contain it. 
We may be wrong by society’s standards, but that 
doesn’t mean we’re evil. It used to be ‘wrong’ for 
people of different races to be together. Homosexuality 
used to be considered a psychological disorder.

"And you know what, mom? Things changed. People 
realized that society’s rules aren’t always right or 
even healthy. You and I may never be able to reveal our 
relationship, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t have 
it."

Anna looked into her son’s eyes. They were full of such 
love and sincerity that she knew Jeff believed every 
word he had spoken. She realized that she believed it 
too.

"Oh honey," she said as she sat up and hugged Jeff, 
"You’re right, you’re so right. The way you make me 
feel, the things I feel for you now, there too powerful 
to deny. Fuck the rules! The rules don’t make me 
happy." She kissed Jeff once more and then whispered, 
"Make love to me. Make love to your mother."

Jeff’s response was to pick her up and lay her out on 
the bed. He got on top of her and kissed her lips. He 
held his cock and rubbed back and forth along her cunt-
slit. Their juices mingled until Jeff’s penis was 
thoroughly lubricated. Jeff placed his glans at the 
entrance of his mother’s womb. He savored the sensation 
as he slowly plunged his pole deep into her body.

Anna watched her son’s prick sink to the hilt inside 
her wet folds. She could feel her son’s massive rod 
pushing against her cervix. She wrapped her legs around 
his thighs and put her hands on his shoulders. Jeff 
kissed her once more and then slowly moved his cock in 
and out.

He found a slow rhythm and locked eyes with Anna, 
"You’re so beautiful Mommy. You feel so wonderful."

Anna’s pussy quivered. Her heeled shoes dug in to his 
legs. She used her vaginal muscles to squeeze Jeff’s 
penis every time it penetrated her fully. She began to 
moan. She was getting close.

Both Jeff and Anna were breathing heavily. Their organs 
made a delightful squishing noise as they worked in 
rhythm. Jeff felt his balls tighten. "Are… you ready… 
Mommy? Ah, uh, ready… to come?"

"Mmmm, oh, yes baby!" Anna could already feel her 
muscles contracting. Jeff rammed himself deep into 
Anna. His whole body shook as load after load shot out 
of his cock. Anna’s pussy squeezed her son’s cock, 
milking it for precious baby making seeds.

Anna grabbed the pillow and shoved it into her face to 
muffle her cries of delight. Afterward, her body went 
limp. Jeff rolled off of her and pulled her into an 
embrace. For a long time they cuddled, enraptured in 
each other’s sweaty bodies.

Eventually Anna got up. She gathered her clothes and 
put them on while Jeff watched. She ran her fingers 
through her sweat soaked hair. "Wow, I really need a 
shower," Anna said, "You’d better take one too."

"Maybe we should take one together," Jeff said with an 
evil grin on his face.

"Oh no," Anna said, raising her hand to emphasize the 
point. "I can explain spending time in your bedroom, 
but there’s no way I can talk my way around taking a 
shower with my son." She saw the look of disappointment 
on Jeff’s face and added, "Maybe sometime when Greg’s 
not around."

The evening passed by at a snails pace for Jeff and 
Anna. It was hard to bring their behavior back to 
normal after what had happened. For Greg’s benefit, 
they had to maintain a sense of propriety. That didn’t 
stop Jeff from injecting a little covert flirtation 
into their conversations.

At dinner, he commented about how nice Anna’s buns 
were. Seemingly referring to the ones on his plate. He 
also thanked her for helping him with his homework and 
said that it was the best assignment he’d ever done.

After dinner Jeff asked, "How did you like it, Mommy?" 
Anna got so flustered she couldn’t even respond. The 
evening was pretty tame from then on. The three of them 
watched TV for a few hours and then went to bed.

Anna couldn’t sleep. The memory of her son’s body 
prodded her awake. She tossed and turned beside her 
husband. The more she tried to ignore it the stronger 
her desire became. Finally she got out of bed. She 
checked Greg to make sure he was truly asleep then 
crept down the hall to her son’s room.

She found her son sleeping. Anna pulled his covers off 
slowly so as not to disturb him. He wore nothing but 
boxer shorts. She reached into the opening at his 
crotch and fondled his genitals. The pleasant sensation 
caused the enormous cock to rise into the air.

Anna pumped her hand up and down Jeff’s now rigid 
penis. He stirred and Anna stood up. She removed her 
nightgown. When Jeff woke he was greeted by the shadowy 
vision of his mother’s nude body.

"Mom?" he said unsure, "I was dreaming about you."

Anna leaned down and kissed him. She crawled on the bed 
and lifted her leg to straddle Jeff’s cock. "Wait," he 
said, "I want to see you." He fumbled by his bed and 
turned on the reading light. For a moment Jeff just 
gazed at his mother’s gorgeous body.

Anna grabbed his cock and straddled him. She placed 
Jeff’s cockhead in her pussy and slowly impaled 
herself. Jeff groaned and started rocking his hips. 
"No, baby," Anna said, "let Mommy take care of it."

She began to ride his cock with a quick paced rhythm. 
Jeff soon took her pendulous breasts in his hands. He 
kneaded them and played with Anna’s nipples. Anna 
fucked her son with such force that his rod almost came 
out of her pussy.

Anna maintained her hold as she slid up and down. The 
bed creaked in time with her wild hips. Soon Jeff felt 
his balls tighten. He groaned as he began ejaculating. 
Anna felt the first stream and slammed her pussy down 
on Jeff’s cock. Her own orgasm began and she gripped 
the bed sheets.

She bit her lip to prevent herself from screaming. When 
the waves of pleasure subsided, Anna leaned down and 
kissed Jeff. He reached up and held her tightly. They 
lay there for several minutes with Jeff’s cock still 
buried inside her.

Anna got up and put her nightgown back on. She kissed 
Jeff on the forehead and bid him a good night. As she 
crept back to her own room, he began to drift into 
slumber. His last thought was to wonder if it had been 
a dream.

In the morning Jeff was extremely amorous. He groped 
Anna whenever she walked by him and even grabbed her 
ass when Greg wasn’t looking. Anna was terrified that 
her husband would notice Jeff’s strange behavior. She 
scolded her son and slapped his hands. Greg remained 
oblivious to it all.

When Greg had finally left Anna spoke, "What the hell 
were you thinking? What if Greg had seen you grabbing 
at me? He would’ve killed you!"

"Oh please," Jeff retorted, "I could’ve easily laughed 
it off as a joke. Besides, how am I supposed to keep 
away when you’re dressed in nothing but that sexy 
robe?"

Anna was wearing a black silk robe that she had bought 
along with a matching teddy. She had never worn them 
separately before because the robe only came down to 
her thighs and was so low-cut that her chest almost 
burst out of it. It was certainly a far cry from her 
normal breakfast attire.

"Well," said Anna, "I thought I’d give you a little 
taste of what you’ll be coming home to. Give you 
something to look forward to."

Anna turned in a slow circle. She shook her ass a 
little when it came into view. She stopped, facing 
Jeff, and hugged herself. She was still a little 
uncomfortable being so overtly sexual with her son.

Jeff smiled as his penis grew erect. "Oh yeah, I’m 
definitely looking forward to it. But I think I need a 
little more for the road." 

He reached out and pulled at the sash holding the robe 
together. It fell away easily, revealing Anna’s 
perfectly sculpted breasts and well trimmed twat. 
"Wow," said Jeff, "How come every time I see you naked 
your even more beautiful than before?"

Anna giggled like a schoolgirl. "Jeff, you have to stop 
saying things like that or I’m liable to get a big 
head."

Jeff made no response. He gripped both sides of the 
open robe and used it to pull Anna to him. He pulled 
the robe down her arms as he kissed her. When she was 
totally nude, he leaned down and sucked a nipple into 
his mouth. One hand massaged the opposite breast while 
the other worked Anna’s groin.

Anna was so overwhelmed that she was just barely able 
to gasp, "Oh, oh, Jeff baby, I want to, God I want to, 
but you’ll miss, oh, mm, your bus."

Jeff said nothing. His full attention was on the 
gorgeous body trembling beneath his hands and lips. He 
began working a finger into Anna’s cunt. It was already 
well lubricated and slid easily.

Anna’s knees wobbled as her son finger-fucked her. 
Sensing she was about to collapse, Jeff backed her 
toward the kitchen table. Anna braced her hands against 
its edge. She threw her head back and moaned in 
delight.

Jeff ceased his digital intercourse and pulled his 
pants down. He kissed his mother while he rubbed his 
dripping cock along her slit. A thought suddenly 
occurred to him. He turned Anna around so that she was 
facing the table.

"What are you doing?" she asked. Apprehension was 
obvious in her voice.

"I want to take you from behind." Jeff explained. He 
bent her over. She obediently placed her hands on the 
table and raised her ass into the air. Jeff positioned 
his cock and sank it into her depths.

The experience was new for both of them. For a moment 
they stood motionless, processing the different yet 
similar sensations. Then Jeff drew his shaft out and 
rammed it back. Anna’s body lurched and her breasts 
jiggled from the impact. Jeff repeated the motion. Then 
did it a third time. Finally he found a rhythm.

He grabbed his mother’s hips as he fucked her with 
abandon. His rod pounded back and forth inside her. The 
tip bashed against her womb. Anna’s body rocked forward 
then back as Jeff banged away.

They were both screaming with excitement and joy. Jeff 
rammed his cock home and held it as it began squirting. 
Anna came shortly after, her pussy squeezing for all it 
was worth. They collapsed on top of the kitchen table, 
panting from exertion. 

Anna looked up at the clock. "Damn it," she said, "I’ve 
only got ten minutes to get ready for work and now I 
have to take you to school." She dashed up the stairs, 
collecting her robe along the way. Jeff just pulled up 
his pants and sat down. A smile of contentment spread 
across his face.

Jeff was completely preoccupied for the rest of the 
day. He couldn’t concentrate in class because he kept 
thinking about his mother. He kept imaging fucking her 
in front of the entire school. He wanted the world to 
know about their new relationship.

Jeff’s friends invited him to hang out after school. He 
declined their offer citing a more important 
engagement. The last bell finally rang and Jeff 
gleefully hopped on the bus. When the vehicle stopped 
at his house, he ran straight to the front door.

When he entered, Jeff was a little disappointed that 
his mom wasn’t waiting for him in the kitchen. He 
called out for her and she replied that she was 
upstairs in his room. Jeff made swift work of the 
stairs and went into the bedroom. The sight that 
greeted him made him instantly hard.

Anna was lying on her son’s bed wearing nothing but a 
black teddy and a pair of spiked sandals. The teddy 
went with the robe she had worn earlier that day and 
the sandals were the same ones that she’d worn the day 
before. "Hey baby," she said with a sultry lilt, "I’ve 
been waiting for you."

Jeff crossed the room and scooped Anna into his arms. 
He tongue kissed her while he felt up her legs and 
breasts. Anna’s arms were locked around her son’s neck. 
Her return kiss matched his ardor.

"Nice to see you too," Anna said when they finally came 
up for air.

"You look so sexy Mommy," Jeff responded, "Sexier than 
I ever imagined."

"Thanks honey," Anna said as she stood up from the bed, 
"You say the sweetest things. I’ve probably gotten more 
compliments from you in the past few days than I ever 
have from Greg."

She stroked Jeff’s hair and kissed him again. She 
removed her son’s clothing: Shirt first, then his jeans 
and finally his socks and boxers. His monster cock was 
already erect. She wrapped her hand around the rigid 
shaft and felt it pulsate.

Jeff kissed Anna’s neck and shoulders. He started to 
remove her teddy, but Anna stopped him. "Wait baby," 
she said, "You did something special for me yesterday 
and now I want to return the favor."

She let go of Jeff’s cock and began kissing his body. 
She kissed her way down his muscular chest, pausing to 
lick his nipples. Anna continued along his taught 
stomach until she reached his groin. She kissed his 
cock all along and around the shaft.

Without further ado, she took her son’s penis in her 
mouth. Anna grabbed his ass for leverage as her lips 
moved back and forth along Jeff’s cock. Jeff closed his 
eyes and held his mother’s head.

Anna maintained a delightful suction and teased his 
cock with her tongue. Jeff was completely overcome by 
the sensation. He could already feel his balls 
tightening. 

Without warning his cock exploded in Anna’s mouth. She 
was surprised and belatedly tried to swallow his spunk. 
She simply couldn’t drink it fast enough. The excess 
fluid spilled out of her mouth and dribbled down her 
chin.

Jeff’s cock wilted after the final gush. He sat down on 
the bed and panted from excitement. Anna left the room 
and got a towel to clean off the excess spunk. When she 
returned, Jeff was still sitting on his bed with a 
sullen look on his face.

"What’s the matter baby?" Anna asked with concern, "Did 
I do something wrong?"

"What?" Jeff said, taking note of his mother, "Oh no, 
of course not. You were great. I mean it felt 
wonderful. It’s just, well, isn’t it kind of a waste?"

"A waste?" she replied, "What do mean ‘a waste’?"

"Well, we’re trying to get you pregnant, right? So 
isn’t it a waste if I blow a big load in your mouth 
instead of your womb?"

Anna was taken aback. She hadn’t been thinking about 
pregnancy. She had become so wrapped up in her affair 
with Jeff that she’d forgotten the reason it began. Do 
I even want a baby anymore? Anna asked herself. I 
haven’t thought about it at all since I began sleeping 
with Jeff.

She looked inward and knew the answer. She still wanted 
a baby. More importantly she wanted Jeff’s baby. It was 
strange to think how far she had fallen. In a matter of 
days she went from being disgusted by incest to 
actively desiring a baby with her son.

"Jeff honey," Anna said, "We really need to sit down 
and have a discussion before we go any further."

Jeff was suddenly terrified that his mother had changed 
her mind. He stood up and went to her. He started 
kissing her in an attempt to distract her.

Anna gently pushed her son away. "Jeffrey," she said, 
"Listen to me. If you want me to get pregnant we have 
to start doing things right."

Jeff was confused, "What do you mean? I thought I was 
doing things right."

Anna laughed, "Baby, baby of course you’ve been doing 
things right. You’re a fantastic lover. What I mean is, 
we need to start planning things out."

"I don’t understand Mom."

"Well honey, a woman’s cycle governs when she is best 
able to conceive. We’ve been having lots of fun, but 
this isn’t the best time to get me pregnant. If we 
really want a baby we have to start trying when I’m at 
my peak fertile period."

"But I thought women could get pregnant any time they 
weren’t having their periods."

"That’s true. There is always a chance of pregnancy 
when a woman isn’t menstruating. But the chance is very 
small unless she is ovulating. Do you know what that 
means?"

Jeff rolled his eyes, "I’m not stupid. Ovulation is 
when the egg is released from the ovary."

"That’s right. Well I won’t be ovulating for almost a 
week."

Jeff shrugged, "So, we can just keep having sex and 
when you ovulate you’ll get pregnant."

Anna almost giggled at her son’s naivety, "It doesn’t 
quite work that way. You see, when a man has a lot of 
sex it lowers his sperm count. If we just keep having 
sex by the time I start ovulating there won’t be enough 
sperm to get me pregnant."

Realization hit Jeff like dump truck. "You want to stop 
having sex for a whole week!" His shock and horror was 
obvious.

Anna couldn’t suppress the peals of laughter emanating 
from her throat. Jeff made it sound like a death 
sentence. She had forgotten how horny teenagers could 
be. 

When her laughter subsided she said, "Oh, honey. You’d 
think I just condemned you to a Russian gulag. We don’t 
need to stop right away. Three days before my fertile 
time should be sufficient."

Jeff breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I guess I can do 
that. We can still have sex until then right?"

"You bet we can! But honey, it’s important that you 
understand it’s more than no sex. You can’t ejaculate 
at all. That means you can’t masturbate either."

"All right, it’ll be really hard but I can do anything 
for you. So when are you going to cut me off?"

"Well, my fertile period starts on Thursday. So we 
better start abstaining on Monday."

Jeff grinned, "That means we can have sex all weekend!" 
He picked Anna up and carried her to the bed. He laid 
her down and started kissing and fondling her. He 
stopped suddenly and looked towards the door.

"Shouldn’t Dad be home by now?" he asked fearfully.

"I forgot to mention," Anna said as she put her hands 
around Jeff’s neck, "Your father called to inform me 
that he has to work late and that we shouldn’t expect 
him until after nine. Whatever shall we do until then?"

Jeff’s response was to give his beautiful mother a 
passionate tongue-laden kiss. Anna responded in kind. 
For a while they just made out on top of Jeff’s bed. 
Then Anna had an epiphany and broke away from her son.

"We’ve already christened the living room, kitchen and 
your bedroom," she said, "Why don’t we go into my 
bedroom?" She gripped her son’s cock and led him down 
the hall.

Anna felt butterflies in her stomach when she crossed 
the threshold to her room. She was actually going to 
fuck her son on her marriage bed. There was something 
so ultimately taboo about it that she was excited and 
fearful. Anna knew that this act would solidify her 
commitment to having Jeff’s baby.

Anna released Jeff and walked over to the bed. She 
slowly turned toward her son, allowing him to gaze at 
her nearly naked body. Looking into Jeff’s eyes she 
moved her hands over her body. Jeff’s eyes became dark 
with lust and his cock dripped like a leaky faucet. 
Finally Anna moved her hands to the straps of her 
garment and peeled it off slowly.

The teddy fell to the floor and Anna kicked it away. 
She stood there clad only in a pair of black sandals. 
Jeff was completely enthralled.

"Well lover," Anna said, "what are you waiting for?"

Jeff closed the distance so fast that Anna didn’t see 
him move. He cradled her tits in his hands. His mouth 
sucked in one of her already erect nipples. He sucked 
and licked the hard nub while his mother wrapped her 
arms around his neck to press him closer.

"Mm baby, you make Mommy feel so good," she whispered.

Jeff switched to the next breast. He gave the other one 
a squeeze to let it know it hadn’t been forgotten. Anna 
was breathing heavily now. She had her eyes closed and 
her back arched. Her son’s mouth was working magic on 
her tits.

Anna lost her balance and collapsed onto the bed taking 
her son with her. The slight impact caused Jeff to lose 
his hold on her breasts. He looked up to see his 
mother’s radiant smile directed at him. Jeff could hold 
out no more. He had to fuck her.

He stood and took hold of his mother’s ankles. He 
placed them on his shoulders and then leaned forward 
until his cock was perfectly positioned at the entrance 
of her waiting vagina. His hands were braced at either 
side of her head. With one hard thrust he buried his 
iron prick deep inside her.

Anna shrieked in pleasure. Jeff began bucking his hips. 
His cock slid in and out at a rapid pace. His balls 
slapped against her ass. Anna answered every thrust 
with a cry of delight.

Jeff rammed his cock in to the hilt as it exploded in 
orgasm. Feeling her son’s hot spunk splashing inside 
her set Anna off. She came with a mighty roar. 

When they were finished Jeff collapsed on top of Anna. 
His cock quickly wilted but Anna wrapped her legs 
around Jeff to prevent him from exiting. They lay there 
like that for some time.

Anna finally released Jeff and he rolled onto his back 
beside her. He reached over and absently stroked her 
hair. He could feel the beads of sweat in it as he 
rolled the strands between his fingers.

"You know," he said after he had caught his breath, "we 
never did get to take that shower together."

Anna looked at her son and returned his mischievous 
grin, "You’re right. We better wash up. We wouldn’t 
want to go around being dirty all time."

She got up and went across the hall to the bathroom. 
Jeff soon followed. He found his mother removing the 
sandals he found so sexy. He came up behind her and 
wrapped his arms around her body. He kissed her neck 
and shoulders.

Anna slipped off her shoes and leaned into her son. She 
put her hand on his head and drew his lips to her own. 
They tongue kissed for a while. Jeff’s penis grew hard 
again.

Anna reached down and stroked his stiff tool. "Come on 
horny," she said, "let’s wash up."

Anna turned on the shower and stepped in. Jeff quickly 
followed. They embraced and kissed each other 
passionately as the water rolled down their bodies. 
Their hands explored each other’s flesh. Finally Anna 
broke away and picked up a bottle of body wash.

She squirted a generous amount in her hand. She put the 
bottle back and rubbed the cream in her hands. She 
started lathering Jeff’s shoulders. Anna’s hands made 
their way over her son’s arms and chest. Once she 
reached his stomach she kneeled down in front of him.

She slowly stroked his cock and scrotum. His penis was 
soon covered with suds. Anna took a washcloth and used 
it to wipe Jeff clean. She took her time with his rigid 
member.

Once it was clean she dropped the washcloth, wrapped 
her hands around the shaft and began licking the glans. 
Jeff fell back against the wall. He put his hands on 
Anna’s shoulders as her lips drew in his cock.

Jeff’s shaft sank to the back of his mother’s throat. 
As she drew her head back Anna’s tongue stroked the 
underside of his cock. Her head went slowly back and 
forth while her mouth played along Jeff’s cock. Jeff 
closed his eyes to fully appreciate the blissful 
sensations.

Anna quickened her pace and Jeff moaned. He wouldn’t 
last much longer. Once his mom started to make little 
noises like she was eating something delicious it was 
over. He cried out as his cock exploded. Anna was 
prepared this time and swallowed the entire load.

After she finished Jeff’s cock went limp. Anna stood up 
and rinsed her mouth with the shower water. Jeff just 
leaned against the tiled wall trying to regain his 
breath.

"Well, now that you’re all nice and clean," Anna said 
with a grin, "it’s my turn."

Anna handed Jeff the washcloth and body wash. He took 
them eagerly and squirted the foamy liquid in his 
hands. He went right for Anna’s breasts. He spent 
several minutes fondling the fleshy globes. He worked 
his hands around the circumference of her tits and 
tweaked her nipples.

Reluctantly he moved his hands to her shoulders. He 
turned her around and quickly lathered her back until 
he reached her buttocks. He gripped each cheek and 
rubbed them. They were still a little red so Jeff was 
careful not to be harsh.

He turned his mother again and knelt before her. He was 
now looking directly at her pussy. He dispensed with 
pretense of the body was and dove in tongue first.

He dragged the tip of his tongue along her slit. For a 
while he licked up and down tasting warm liquid. Anna 
held Jeff’s head and spread her legs. Jeff worked his 
tongue into his mother’s love canal. Anna whimpered in 
delight.

Jeff swirled his tongue around inside Anna. He moved it 
up and down, back and forth and all around her vaginal 
folds. Her juices were now flowing into his mouth. He 
swallowed them eagerly.

Anna was panting and moaning like a bitch in heat. She 
pressed Jeff’s head into her crotch, trying to bury his 
face in her pussy. Jeff obliged with more tongue 
acrobatics. He found her clit and started to suck and 
lick simultaneously.

Anna’s body shook from pleasure. She was barely able to 
stay standing. Finally her orgasm burst. She let out a 
shriek of wild ecstasy. Jeff continued to lick for a 
few moments and then looked up at his mother.

Their eyes locked. Jeff didn’t need words to know his 
mother desperately wanted to fuck. Jeff’s penis once 
again stood at attention. He kissed his way up Anna’s 
body. He paused to give each of her nipples a quick 
suck and then kissed her lips.

They stayed lip-locked as Jeff pushed her back against 
the wall. He grabbed her ass and lifted her until her 
vagina was in the correct position. Once he felt his 
cockhead against her slit he rammed it in balls deep. 
Anna wrapped her legs around his waist and they began 
to fuck.

Her ass banged against the tile as he pumped his steel 
prick in and out. Anna thrashed her head about and 
moaned insanely. The screwing felt so good that it 
wasn’t long before Anna had an orgasm. Her pussy 
muscles clenched around Jeff’s cock. She let out a 
guttural moan that sounded almost painful.

Jeff paused long enough to let her orgasm subside and 
then continued to bang away. Anna couldn’t believe her 
son was still fucking her. His multiple ejaculations 
had given him stamina. Jeff couldn’t believe it 
himself, but didn’t loose a beat as he pounded his 
mother’s pussy.

Soon Anna felt another orgasm building. She gripped 
Jeff’s shoulders. As she came she dug her nails into 
his skin and screamed. Once again Jeff paused and then 
continued to ram his rod into Anna’s hole. The fucking 
felt so good that he didn’t even notice the scratches 
Anna had given him.

"Oh, oh Jeffrey," Anna moaned as he continued to slide 
his prick in and out of her love tunnel, "You make 
Mommy… make her feel so good! Fuck me baby! Fuck me!"

Jeff was getting tired. He knew he’d have to blow soon 
or pass out. Fortunately Anna was close to her own 
climax. He pounded her three more times then shoved his 
cock in to the hilt. He shot out his load. Anna’s pussy 
clamped onto Jeff’s flesh pistol. They both screamed in 
mutual orgasm.

Afterward they collapsed on the shower floor. Jeff just 
lay in a heap while Anna sat panting for breath. They 
remained like that for a long time until Jeff recovered 
sufficiently to sit up. He reached out and took Anna in 
his arms. They kissed and held each other.

Later, the two lovers lay on Anna’s bed completely 
nude. They still had a couple of hours before Greg 
returned, but they were too exhausted to continue their 
sexual exploits. Instead they cuddled, savoring each 
other’s warm, smooth flesh.

"Hey mom?" Jeff asked, "What are we going to do this 
weekend? Dad will be home both days."

"I hadn’t really thought about it honey," Anna replied. 
She thought for a moment. "I suppose we could rent a 
hotel room," she suggested.

"Wouldn’t that be a little suspicious?" he said, "If we 
just go off somewhere without Dad he’ll wonder what 
we’re up to."

"You’re right, he might ask to go with." Anna frowned 
as she puzzled it out. She thought, how the hell am I 
supposed to sneak off with Jeff while Greg’s hanging 
around? Maybe I should just tell him to fuck off and 
get a divorce.

Anna was shocked by her own idea. She and Greg had had 
their problems, but she’d never considered divorcing 
him before. Only three days ago she had told Jeff that 
she loved his father and that she would never cheat on 
him. She had definitely cheated on him. Did she still 
love him?

Yes, she decided, but more like an old friend than a 
husband. I don’t really think of him as a partner any 
more. He’s almost a burden now that I’m with Jeff. I’m 
with Jeff? Is he my partner now? Has my son replaced my 
husband?

Anna looked at Jeff’s face. He had drifted off to sleep 
still clutching her in his arms. As she listened to his 
shallow breathing she knew the answer. Yes, her heart 
skipped a beat as she admitted it to herself. Jeff is 
my new partner. I want him to be my husband.

A kinky idea formed in her mind. She decided to file it 
away for later and concentrate on the problem at hand. 
How was she going to be alone with Jeff this weekend? 
If she simply told Greg that she and Jeff were going 
out that would pique his curiosity as weekend 
activities always included the three of them. It would 
have to be something she could invite Greg to but that 
he would definitely turn down.

Oh, I know exactly what he wouldn’t do, Anna thought. 
She broke a wide smile. She was very pleased with 
herself for having found a solution. She checked the 
clock. Greg wouldn’t be home for another hour and a 
half. She set her alarm to 8:30 so that she and Jeff 
would have plenty of time to get dressed. She kissed 
her sleeping son’s forehead and then joined him in 
content slumber.

"Are you sure you won’t join us?" Anna asked her 
husband for the third time.

"Absolutely sure," Greg responded with obvious 
annoyance, "You know I hate picnics. Why did you even 
think of this?"

Anna shrugged and continued packing lunch. She was well 
aware of Greg’s disdain for outdoor activities. He was 
of the firm belief that all such excursions were too 
much work. Weekends were for rest and relaxation not 
for finding creative ways of doing chores.

Anna applauded her guile. She had planned for Greg to 
turn down her invitation. It was all a clever ploy to 
get alone with Jeff without explaining their absence to 
Greg. Greg would never suspect that she had intended to 
exclude him.

Jeff stood by the doorway waiting impatiently for his 
mother. His heart had jumped to his throat every time 
Anna had asked Greg to come along. Anna had explained 
her plan to Jeff, but he still half-believed his father 
would ruin things by tagging along. He just wanted Anna 
to hurry up and leave before Greg changed his mind.

Anna finally finished packing up the food in an old 
style picnic basket. She kissed Greg goodbye and 
scolded him for not going. Greg brushed it off and bid 
farewell to his wife and son. He had absolutely no clue 
what the two were really up to.

Anna became nervous as soon as she left the house. She 
decided that she was too anxious to drive and handed 
the keys to Jeff. He’d had a license for a few months 
now but not a car. Jeff eagerly took the keys and got 
behind the wheel of his mother’s sedan.

After a few minutes, Anna realized Jeff wasn’t heading 
toward the motel she had picked out. She had prepared 
the picnic basket only as a cover. She had planned to 
start fucking her son as soon as possible.

"Jeff you’re going the wrong way," Anna said perplexed.

"No I’m not," Jeff responded, "the park’s just around 
the next turn."

"We’re not going to the park, Jeff. We’re going to the 
motel."

"We’re supposed to have a picnic right? So let’s have a 
picnic."

Anna was flabbergasted. She had never considered that 
Jeff might be objectionable to her plan. She was a 
little irritated. She had gotten all worked up and now 
it appeared she would have to wait for sex. Was Jeff 
trying to drive her crazy?

Anna was upset by the time Jeff pulled into gravel lot 
next to the park. She felt like she had been rejected 
and she didn’t understand why. Jeff opened the trunk 
and Anna reached for the basket. Jeff stopped her, 
"I’ll get that sweetheart."

Anna was taken aback. Jeff had never called her 
anything but Mom or Mommy before. She grabbed a blanket 
she had brought along to keep the illusion for Greg. 
Jeff again surprised her by taking her hand and leading 
her away from the car.

They saw several people as they walked through the 
park. One couple, obviously boyfriend and girlfriend, 
were holding hands just like Anna and Jeff. Realization 
hit Anna. Jeff was treating her like his girlfriend. 
Anna was both flattered and apprehensive. How far was 
Jeff going to take this game? What if someone they knew 
saw them?

Jeff found a spot he liked. It was somewhat secluded 
and close to a hiking trail that lead into the woods 
nearby. Anna laid the blanket down in a shady area. 
Jeff put the basket down then went to Anna and casually 
kissed her on the lips.

Anna drew away from him, "What are you doing?"

"Kissing you," Jeff answered with a smile, "I thought 
you liked being kissed."

"I do," she stopped him as he leaned in for another 
kiss, "but what if somebody sees us?"

"They’ll see a guy kissing a beautiful, sexy woman in 
the park," he replied, "What’s wrong with that?"

"Jeff, be serious," she said as she looked around for 
prying eyes, "This is too dangerous. If someone catches 
us we’ll be in really deep shit."

Jeff embraced Anna and whispered into her ear, "Mom, no 
one here knows us. No one is even going to suspect 
we’re related. Let’s not hide our relationship. I love 
you and I want the world to know it." He gave Anna a 
passionate kiss.

Anna hesitated for a moment, but then gave in to her 
desires. She returned Jeff’s embrace and his kiss. They 
stayed lip-locked for several minutes. All the fears 
and doubts were banished from Anna’s mind.

They sat down on the blanket and ate their lunch. They 
touched each other intimately throughout the meal. 
Every once and a while Jeff leaned in to kiss Anna. She 
couldn’t believe how turned on she was.

They finished eating and began to make out. Jeff 
fondled his mother’s legs and breasts. Anna was still 
too nervous to return the attention, but didn’t 
discourage it. She became lost in the moment. She was 
no longer with her son but her lover.

Anna gave in and began touching Jeff. At first she just 
ran her hands up and down his arms and shoulders. Then 
she felt his chest and stomach. It wasn’t too long 
before she had her hand on his crotch. She could feel 
his rock hard member even through the denim of his 
jeans.

Jeff became more aggressive. He put his hands under 
Anna’s t-shirt and felt her tits through the flimsy 
material of her bra. He gently pushed on Anna until she 
was lying on the blanket. He parted her legs and 
crawled between them. It was then that Anna started to 
protest.

"Oh no Jeff," she pleaded, "not here. Not in front of 
everyone. Please Jeff. I want to but not like this."

"Are you sure?" Jeff asked as he rubbed his crotch 
against hers. "I’m pretty sure no one’s watching." 

In fact several people were now watching Jeff and his 
mother. The overtly sexual scene had drawn the eyes of 
nearly everyone in the park. Parents were escorting 
their kids away in an attempt to spare their innocence. 
Jeff was aware of this and it pleased him.

"Please Jeff," Anna whimpered. She really did not want 
an audience. The humiliation of being fucked in public 
by her son would be too great. No matter how strong her 
libido became, it was a boundary she would not cross.

"Okay," Jeff said, "let’s take a walk." He got to his 
feet and pulled Anna up with him. Jeff believed that if 
he had pushed Anna would have consented to being taken 
right there. He also believed that afterward Anna would 
be hurt and humiliated. Jeff might have his kinks but 
causing his mother pain was not one of them.

They walked up the hiking path with their hands on each 
other’s ass. Anna looked back over her shoulder. People 
were going about their business as if they hadn’t seen 
a thing. Anna breathed a sigh of relief.

The couple followed the path until Jeff felt they were 
behind enough trees to remain hidden. He pulled Anna of 
the path and took her a few yards into the woods. He 
propped her against a tree and kissed her in earnest.

Anna returned the kiss and wrapped her arms around 
Jeff. There was no foreplay this time. Jeff pulled 
Anna’s shorts and panties off and dropped them next to 
the tree. He pulled his own pants down to his knees. 
His cock sprang out only inches from his mother’s wet 
pussy.

Jeff gripped his iron rod and aimed it at Anna’s slit. 
His aim was true and he slid his big prick deep inside 
his mother’s velvety folds. Anna wrapped her legs 
around Jeff’s waist once he reached her depths. He held 
Anna against the tree for support.

Jeff began fucking his mother. Slowly at first, but he 
gradual sped the rhythm up. Soon he was pounding his 
mother with all his might. His cock sliding in and out 
as her legs pulled him into her twat.

The maddening friction overtook Anna and she moaned 
loudly. Jeff pounded even harder, imagining her moans 
were drawing public attention. Anna was now lost, 
moaning like a wild woman as her son gave her a royal 
fucking. Anna’s orgasm hit and she screamed.

Jeff rammed his cock home. It spurted forth its hot 
elixir. The incestuous seeds were once again being 
planted deep inside the place of his origin.

Once Jeff’s orgasm subsided he lost his balance. He 
fell flat on his back with Anna on top of him. They 
both laughed hysterically. When they calmed down Anna 
looked into Jeff’s eyes. The look of warm affection in 
them made her lean down and tongue kiss him.

Once Anna finally broke away Jeff said, "Now wasn’t 
that more fun then some shabby motel room?"

"Yeah," she replied, "it was more fun. But Jeff, you 
really need to ask me before we do something like this. 
We have to be discreet."

"Spontaneity is the key to romance," Jeff said.

"So, you were trying to be romantic?" Anna asked with a 
smirk.

"Yeah," Jeff suddenly grew serious, "I hope you don’t 
think that all I want from you is sex. I mean I love 
having sex with you. I really, really love having sex 
with you. But I want to do other stuff too. I want to 
treat you right, make you feel special."

"You mean," Anna said, "you want to date me?"

"Exactly," he replied as he removed a few strands of 
hair from her face, "I want you to think of me as your 
boyfriend not just a sperm donor."

Anna had a lump in her throat, "Oh honey, that is so 
sweet." She kissed him once more.

"I guess I should make it official then," Jeff cleared 
his throat, "Mother, would you do me the honor of being 
my date for this evening."

Anna’s heart actually skipped a beat, "Why yes, I most 
certainly will."

"That dress is a bit revealing," Greg said as he 
watched his wife getting ready to go out with Jeff. It 
had surprised Greg when Anna and Jeff came home only to 
tell him they were going out for dinner. When Greg 
asked why he wasn’t invited Anna told him that they 
needed a little time for mother/son bonding.

Greg thought it was odd that they needed time to bond 
when they had just spent the entire day together. 
Watching his wife dress was even more disconcerting. 
She put on her black, lacey undergarments and stockings 
that she reserved for romantic occasions. Over them she 
wore a low-cut black dress that extenuated every lovely 
curve.

Anna was now putting on make-up and Greg stood in the 
room with his arms crossed. The longer he stayed there 
the more annoyed Anna became. She wanted him gone. Not 
just out of the room but out of her life. She wanted to 
turn around and demand a divorce.

Anna didn’t do it. She might no longer love her 
husband, but she needed him. She couldn’t get pregnant 
by Jeff unless Greg believed the baby was his. If she 
divorced Greg and then became pregnant too many people 
would be suspicious. 

If just one person suspected the incestuous 
relationship between Anna and her son her life would be 
over. Anna would be arrested and both Jeff and their 
baby would be taken from her. To prevent that, Anna 
could endure her marriage.

Anna put on a pair of high-heels and checked herself 
out in the mirror. She couldn’t help admiring her 
reflection. At thirty-six she still had the body of a 
twenty-five-year-old. Her legs were long and shapely. 
Her wide hips and tight ass flared out from a skinny 
waist. It was all topped off by a fantastic set of 
breasts that were large and conical.

Anna ran her hands over her flat stomach. She imagined 
seeing her belly expanding as Jeff’s baby grew inside 
it. Her pussy became moist at the thought. She couldn’t 
wait for Jeff to see her.

While Anna was getting ready, Jeff had been busy making 
reservations. He had just managed to get a spot on the 
list for his mother’s favorite restaurant. He knew his 
mother would swoon once she knew where they were going.

His task completed, Jeff went upstairs to get dressed. 
It didn’t take long. He had laid out his suit before he 
made the call to the restaurant. After he styled his 
hair, he felt ready and left his room. The sight that 
confronted him made his pants grow tighter.

Anna stood in the hallway. Jeff was absolutely blown 
away by how ravishing she looked. He went up to her and 
took her hands in his own. He leaned in to kiss her but 
diverted it to her cheek when he saw Greg.

From his bedroom, Greg watched the interaction between 
Jeff and Anna. His gut told him he was witnessing more 
than a son’s affection for his mother. His mind, 
however, refused to accept that. Still Greg didn’t like 
what was going on.

"I really don’t understand what you two are doing?" 
Greg said. He stepped out of his room and in between 
Jeff and Anna. "Why are you two dressed up like you’re 
going on a date?"

Anna sighed, "Look dear, I thought it would be nice for 
me and Jeff to do something different. Jeff’s never 
been on a dress up date before and I thought it would 
be fun if he could have one. I don’t know why you’re 
getting so upset."

"I’m not getting upset," Greg said defensively, "I just 
don’t see why a boy would want to go on a date with his 
mom."

Anna was getting pissed and Jeff could tell. He decided 
to intervene, "Dad it’s not a real date. We’re just 
going out to have some fun. There aren’t a lot of 
things we can do together anymore. Mom an me just want 
to spend time together like when I was young."

Greg didn’t have an argument for that. Since his 
objections were based on a suspicion he refused to 
believe, he really couldn’t continue. He dropped the 
matter and went downstairs to watch TV.

The whole exchange made Anna nervous. As soon as Greg 
was out of earshot she turned to her son and asked, "Do 
you think he suspects us?"

Jeff shook his head, "Not a chance. He’s probably just 
feeling left out. He doesn’t want his beautiful wife to 
be away from him for too long." Jeff pulled Anna close 
to his body. He pressed his lips against hers and 
whispered; "I know I don’t want you away from me." Then 
he kissed her.

Once Jeff finally pulled away from her, Anna’s panties 
were soaking. She fought the urge to drag Jeff into her 
room and make love right then. You are definitely 
getting laid tonight, Anna thought to herself.

Anna’s reaction when she saw the restaurant was 
everything Jeff had expected. "Shapiro’s! You actually 
got us a table at Shapiro’s? How? It usually takes 
weeks to make a reservation."

Jeff was grinning from ear to ear. "Oh, I have my 
ways," he said slyly. He thought it best not to mention 
that it had been an incredible piece of luck and not 
his suave demeanor that had secured the reservation.

The dinner was sparse. It had been designed for taste 
rather than sustenance. Jeff felt a little ripped off 
but Anna was happy as a clam. They talked mostly about 
everyday things: his school, her career, friends and 
any other random thought they happened to have.

Neither of them broached the subject of their affair or 
of Greg. Anna was still nervous about being seen in 
public and Jeff didn’t want her thinking about her 
husband. All in all it was a rather pleasant evening. 
Pleasant, however, was not what Jeff had in mind.

Anna told Jeff she needed to use the bathroom. Jeff 
waited a few seconds and then followed her. He looked 
around outside the ladies room. Once he was certain no 
one was looking he went in.

Anna was already washing her hands when Jeff came in. 
"Jeff baby," she said in surprise, "what are you doing 
in here?"

"Dinner was so good," Jeff replied, "I thought I’d have 
dessert." He came up behind his mother and pulled her 
into his arms. He kissed her neck as he squeezed her 
tits and ground his dick into her ass.

Anna was breathing heavily. Some of it was excitement 
but mostly it was fear. "Please Jeff, not here. Not 
like this," she pleaded with her son.

Jeff ignored her and continued kissing her neck. He 
moved his hands to her shoulders and slipped the straps 
of her dress off. He pulled the straps down until 
Anna’s sheer black bra was exposed.

Anna was completely petrified. She was terrified 
someone would walk in and find them like this. 
Somewhere in a dark corner of her mind she wanted that, 
but her conscious mind wouldn’t accept it. Still, she 
did feel a tingle in her pussy. 

Jeff kissed Anna all over her shoulders and back as he 
hiked up her skirt. Once the material was bunched 
securely around her waist he reached for her panties. 
He pulled them down to her knees and began fingering 
her twat. He was pleased to find it wet.

Jeff shoved his middle finger deep into his mother’s 
pussy. He started to stroke it in and out. He whispered 
into Anna’s ear, "Do you want me to stop now Mommy? I 
will if you tell me to."

Anna watched herself in the bathroom mirror being 
finger-fucked by her son. The sight was too incredibly 
erotic to deny. The feeling was even better. "No, no 
baby, don’t stop."

Jeff obeyed and stuck a second finger inside her wet 
cunt. He found her clit with his thumb and stroked it 
while he pumped his hand. Anna was breathing heavily. 
She had her eyes closed to better enjoy the sensations 
inside her. 

With his free hand Jeff released his rock-hard cock. It 
was dripping pre-cum as he rubbed it against Anna’s 
inner thigh. It was at that moment that the bathroom 
door swung open. A middle-aged woman walked in. As soon 
as she spotted Jeff and Anna her jaw dropped to the 
floor.

Jeff could see the woman’s reflection in the mirror but 
Anna’s eyes were still closed. Jeff’s heart rate went 
through the roof as he was filled with terror and 
excitement. He watched the woman as he continued to 
finger-fuck his mother and stroke his prick against her 
leg.

"Do you want me to fuck you now Mommy?" Jeff asked in a 
voice loud enough for the woman to hear. This elicited 
an audible gasp from the stranger.

"Oh yes baby!" Anna cried, still oblivious to their 
audience, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard!"

Jeff removed his fingers from Anna’s cunt and quickly 
replaced them with his engorged penis. The two of them 
moaned loudly as he sank balls deep. Jeff grabbed his 
mother’s breasts and began the familiar piston motion. 
His tempo steadily increased bringing Anna to ever-
higher planes of pleasure.

The strange woman could no longer tolerate the scene 
before her and quickly retreated from the bathroom. 
Jeff looked at Anna’s face in the mirror. He was sure 
she hadn’t seen the woman. She was completely 
enraptured in their lovemaking.

Jeff continued to pound away. His mother’s thighs were 
banging against the sink-counter with every thrust. 
Anna was now moaning wildly with complete disregard for 
their locale. She came hard. Jeff soon followed and 
dumped a load of incestuous cum deep inside her.

They separated and cleaned themselves up. Jeff helped 
Anna straighten out her dress. As she came down from 
her high Anna became mortified. She couldn’t believe 
what she had just done.

"Jeff," she said in a tone of utter seriousness, "I 
know you find this kind of dangerous situation 
exciting, but we simply can’t do things like that. What 
if someone had seen us? I’d be on my way to jail. We’re 
just lucky no one walked in while we were going at it."

Jeff suppressed his smile and replied, "I know Mom. 
It’s just that seeing you in that dress got me so hot 
for you and I know I won’t be able to get you alone 
once we get home. You’re just too beautiful to resist."

Anna looked into Jeff’s eyes and knew that he was 
sincere. She kissed him and held him for a moment. 
"Sometimes you’re too beautiful to resist," she said, 
"Just be careful from now on okay? You could have at 
least brought me into one of the stalls."

Jeff nodded and returned his mother’s kiss. He held her 
hand as they left the bathroom. Anna made sure the 
coast was clear before they stepped out. Once they were 
in the dining area Jeff wrapped his arm around Anna’s 
waist and kissed her on the cheek. Anna blushed 
slightly but didn’t scold him.

Jeff spotted the woman who had walked in on them. When 
she noticed Jeff he gave her a wink and a smile. The 
woman looked down at her plate and turned beet red.

The rest of the evening was pretty tame. Jeff and Anna 
finished their meal. Shapiro’s had a ballroom floor and 
a live orchestra so the couple enjoyed a few slow 
dances. Jeff took the opportunity to sneak a couple of 
gropes much to Anna’s chagrin.

Back at home, Greg was dreaming up a nightmare 
scenario. He had pushed his original assumptions so far 
into his subconscious that he didn’t even remember 
them. Now he had come to believe that Anna was having 
an affair. She was using Jeff as a cover, which meant 
that his own son was conspiring against him. He was 
fuming with the conviction that his imaginings were 
true.

The two of them finally returned home after midnight. 
Greg was waiting up for them. He stepped into the 
kitchen as Jeff and Anna walked through the door. He 
crossed his arms over his chest and asked, "Why did you 
two stay out so late?" 

Anna scowled at her husband, "We were having fun. Is 
there some sort of time limit on that?"

Greg was flustered. He had expected Anna to crumble 
under his accusation. "Well, Jeff shouldn’t be out this 
late."

"Jesus Greg, he’s sixteen and it’s a Saturday. He 
doesn’t have a curfew and even if he did he was out 
with me. What possible trouble could he get into?"

"Well," Greg tried to come up with a good comeback, "He 
shouldn’t be out with you anyway. He needs to go out on 
real dates."

Anna just rolled her eyes and walked past Greg to the 
stairs. Greg just watched as his wife disappeared 
without even acknowledging his argument. He turned back 
to Jeff who had an annoyed look on his face.

"So what did you two do on your ‘date’?" Greg asked.

Jeff sighed, "We ate, we danced and we talked. That’s 
it. I don’t know why you’re so freaked out."

Greg finally lost it, "Listen here, I know your mother 
is screwing some guy behind my back. And I know you’re 
helping her get away with it. You two are despicable! 
She’s nothing but a whore and you’re acting like her 
pimp!"

Jeff shoved Greg with such force that he ended up on 
his back. Jeff stood over him wagging a finger in his 
face, "Don’t you ever talk about Mom like that! You 
don’t deserve her you limp-dick son of a bitch!"

Greg was about to slug Jeff when he saw Anna standing 
at the foot of the stairs. "I’m a whore?" Her face 
screwed up in rage, "Seventeen years of marriage and 
I’m a whore? Get out! Get out of this house you 
bastard!"

Greg scrambled to his feet and backed away from Jeff. 
"Anna," he pleaded, "I didn’t me-"

"I don’t want to hear it!" Anna screamed. She grabbed 
Greg’s car keys and threw them at him. They hit his 
chest and landed on the floor. "Leave and don’t come 
back!"

Greg looked at her incredulously, "Where the hell am I 
supposed to go? This is my house! You’re the one who 
fucked up this marriage! Why don’t you fucking leave?"

"I didn’t fuck up this marriage Greg!" Anna grit her 
teeth, "You’ve done nothing but find ways to make me 
miserable. You’re inconsiderate, selfish, childish and 
pigheaded. I want you out of my life!" She turned her 
back and marched up stairs without further comment.

Greg thought about going after her, but he noticed 
Jeff. He was standing between Greg and the stairs with 
a murderous look in his eyes. Greg lost his nerve. He 
picked up the keys and left.

Jeff watched from the window as his dad pulled out of 
the driveway. The car paused for a moment and then 
drove off. Jeff stood watching until the lights 
disappeared. Satisfied that Greg was gone, Jeff went 
upstairs.

He could hear his mother sobbing. Jeff went into Anna’s 
room. She was lying face down on the bed, crying into 
her pillow. Jeff sat down next to her. He stroked her 
hair in an attempt to comfort her.

"It’s okay Mom," Jeff said, "You still have me."

Anna looked up at her son and pulled him into an 
embrace. "Oh sweetheart, of course I do. I’m so 
grateful to have you. It just hurts so much to lose 
Greg. I thought we had a forever kind of love. I don’t 
understand how it turned so sour."

Jeff held on to his mother as tightly as she held him. 
"Do you regret throwing him out?"

Anna shook her head, "No, I want him gone." She wiped 
the tears from her eyes and looked at Jeff. "I have to 
concentrate on my new love," and her face broke into a 
warm smile.

Jeff broke into his own smile and kissed Anna. They 
made out for a long time. They explored each other’s 
bodies as if it was the first time. Finally Anna stood 
up and began stripping. Jeff followed suit.

Once they were nude they paused to examine one another. 
Jeff was absolutely blown away. She really was more 
beautiful every time he saw her naked. He fell to his 
knees in front of Anna and took her hands into his.

"Mom, Anna," he said, "Will you be my wife?"

Anna was taken aback. At first she didn’t know what to 
say. She looked into her son’s eyes and say love that 
promised her everything. Her heart was fluttering as 
she said, "Yes, darling, sweetheart, I want nothing 
else."

Jeff jumped to his feet and lifted Anna off of hers. He 
kissed her deeply and then laid her out on the bed. He 
lay on top of her and kissed her once more. He took his 
rigid pole in his hand and began to guide it toward her 
waiting cunt.

Anna stopped him, "Let me." She gently flipped him 
over. She straddled her son and impaled herself on his 
prick. She slowly slid all the way to its base. Anna 
bent down and kissed Jeff. "I love you," she said as 
she put her hands on his shoulders and began to gyrate.

"I love you too," Jeff responded and put his hands on 
her hips. He lay there as his mother rode him gently. 
Their eyes stayed glued together. Jeff couldn’t help 
but smile widely.

"I bet... you never... never thought... you’d be 
marrying... your... sperm donor," Jeff said between 
heavy breaths.

"As far as... I’m... oh, oh... I’m concerned," Anna 
said as her pussy built toward climax, "your father... 
is the sperm donor."

Anna exploded into orgasm. Jeff did too. His cum 
spurted deep into his mother’s milking cunt. Anna 
collapsed on top of her son. They lay there for a long 
time and eventually drifted off to sleep. 

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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