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Dear Loving Mother
by LankaCream (address withheld)

***

A voluptuous mother's 25 year old architect son, David, 
returns to live with her, after abandonment by her 
husband for his 26 year old young PA. David has been 
away from home for 6 years at university and working. 
He is Mom's only child, although she had always wanted 
a daughter. David thought that old forbidden feelings 
for his mother has been overcome. Mother had given up 
on hopes for a daughter and David had given up on ever 
finding the woman of his dreams, a woman as beautiful 
and alluring as his own mother. Was there a forbidden 
impossible solution? (MF, inc, rom, preg)

***

The first and only serious relationship of my young 
life had not worked out. I had known her since 
university days and we lived together for 2 years. I've 
had a few shorter relationships, but ultimately none of 
them have been fulfilling. There has always been 
something missing, an intimacy, a shared consciousness 
and vision, I'm not sure what. Frankly, I have already 
despaired of finding the right woman and have returned 
home to Mom.

Dad left her for his 26 year old Executive Assistant a 
few months ago and so I gave up my position in the 
architecture firm in LA and returned home to live with 
Mom in New York, where I soon acquired a great job in 
an award winning firm of international architects. A 
great coup for a 25 year old.

I couldn't understand my father's thinking. Mom is a 
glorious warm attractive sophisticated woman who still 
turns the heads of men and boys alike wherever she 
goes. What was he thinking? At the age of 43 she stands 
a 5' 8" tall auburn haired beauty with a voluptuous 
figure and in the prime of life. Her intelligence, wit, 
warmth and ready laugh that sounds like warm treacle 
with a pinch of wickedness, draws people to her like 
bees to honey. All my life I have admired my mother, 
she has been the centre of my existence in many ways. 

Like many teenage boys, she formed the first and 
central core of my sexual fantasies, as she did for 
many of my male friends I'm sure. God knows how many 
pairs of her panties I extracted from the laundry 
basket between the ages of 12 and 18. Every night I 
would wrap a pair around my cock to catch the copious 
outpourings of my teenage ejaculations as I fantasised 
about having my cock in that place where those panties 
had spent hours modestly protecting and caressing 
earlier that day.

I scored a scholarship to Harvard and lived there for 4 
years, graduating with honours. After graduation I 
found a top job in LA with a reputable firm, where I 
put theory into practice, learning a lot in the 2 years 
after leaving university. During those 6 years away 
from home I sowed my wild oats and did my best to 
excise my childish incest infatuation with Mom, or I 
thought I had.

I returned home to be with Mom as she sounded lonely 
and devastated, although to be truthful, it was equally 
because I missed her sorely as well. Over the past 6 
years we had caught up during uni vacations and every 3 
months or so when I was in LA, but it was not the same 
as living with her and being with her every day. When 
she met me at Kennedy International my heart sang and 
as we wrapped our arms around each other I was flooded 
with love, contentment and the realisation that I was 
home, home with Mom where I only ever wanted to be. 

At that point I was not thinking sex, I was just 
thinking that I wanted to be with Mom, to be in her 
company and bask in her warmth, love and intelligent 
interesting company. Whatever feelings of loss she had 
for my father were no longer evident and she seemed to 
perk up and return to her normal cheeky zest for life 
demeanour.




Chapter 2: Return of the Devil's Serpent 

The first night at home those evil thoughts of my youth 
returned. It was summer and Mom had changed into a dark 
red satin nightie after dinner. We were sitting on the 
lounge together, having a glass of wine and chatting. 
Mom had her legs curled under her and was facing me, 
our knees touching. Try as I did, I couldn't help 
admiring her physical beauty. It was evident that she 
did not have a bra on as her very large nipples were 
poking out prominently against the soft thin satin of 
her nightie. 

Mom's hair is a glorious shiny mass of lush auburn 
waves that cascades to her shoulders, offsetting her 
beautiful face with its strong features of prominent 
cheekbones, wide full lipped mouth, deep green eyes and 
light olive perfect skin. She is the picture of health 
and beauty that all teenage girls aspire to be. Andie 
McDowell meets Grace Kelly.

As we spoke I couldn't put a stop to the growing 
arousal in my groin, despite my best intentions to 
focus on our conversation. Mom changed the position of 
her legs and in the process her legs parted. I was 
given a brief view up her inner thighs to the prominent 
bulge at their juncture. 

Instead of a teasing view of her panties I was the 
lucky recipient of an all too brief view of a glorious 
thick thatch of soft pubic hair, a thick forest 
providing a tantalising cover of modesty to the 
entrance of her womanhood, the sacred cavern that gave 
me life. That was it. My cock rose to full erection 
within seconds but luckily the loose Balinese sarong I 
was wearing afforded me a modest cover, unlike Mom, who 
had just given me a small glimpse of paradise.

I both lost it and found it at that point. Within 
minutes the realisation hit me like a divine 
revelation. All my life I have been looking for the 
ideal woman, someone like my mother, a woman with all 
her magnificent virtues of soul, mind and physicality. 
Yet that woman has been in my life forever, it is Mom!

Looking at it from all angles it seemed so right to me. 
Dad has gone now and Mom had revealed to me that the 
marriage had been in name only the past 3 years while 
Dad had been having the affair with his PA. Mom and I 
got on famously, with interests, outlook on life and 
sense of humour in harmony. She is gorgeous and my 
ultimate sexual fantasy. But, how to achieve this 
dream?

As we spoke late into the night we laughed, cried, 
hugged and recounted old times and plans for the 
future. Somehow I managed to hide my enormous erection 
from Mom and refrain from any crude sexual advances. 
Then it came, that breakthrough moment that gave me an 
opportunity to enter that duality, a minefield of 
potential offensiveness and hurt or, my nirvana, a 
union with my mother, a partnership in life and a 
coupling of our loins.

Mom asked me if I wanted marriage and children and who 
I wished for as my wife. I choose to answer the 
question in part, leaving the key thought to later. I 
said yes, I would like to have 2 children, in quick 
succession as I wanted them to be close friends, 
hopefully a boy and a girl, or maybe 2 girls, but at 
the very least, I would be totally happy if I had a 
daughter, as long as she was ",just like you Mom." 

Mom smiled and chuckled at the later comment slapped me 
playfully on the leg and said ",oh you flatterer." To 
delay answering on the qualities of my future wife I 
threw it back to her and said, "and what about you Mom, 
what are your plans, did you ever want another child 
apart from me?"

Mom revealed that she had always wanted a daughter, but 
that my father had gone cold on the idea of more kids 
after me, much to her distress. It had been an issue 
throughout their marriage unbeknown to me. Mom also 
said that she now couldn't quite countenance having 
another child, even though she is totally healthy and 
capable, as she is 100% content with me and would 
somehow be unsettled knowing my future sister would not 
be a full blood sibling, saying; " If I had children by 
different fathers I would never feel right about it, 
but, oh, I would have loved a daughter." 

For a brief moment she had a sad wistful look, that 
told a story of a future that would always have a big 
unfilled gap in it, but then she quickly put on a big 
smile and said; "so, what about that future wife of 
yours, the mother of your children, what is she going 
to be like baby?"

My answer was unhesitating as I responded looking her 
straight in the eye with as much of the love and 
conviction I could convey; "Mom, she will be just like 
you, I will not be happy unless I can find another 
woman as beautiful and as wonderful as you, to be my 
life partner and the mother of my children. Now, as 
that seems highly unlikely Mom, I guess I'll just have 
to spend the rest of my life with you, looking after, 
protecting and loving you, unless you find another 
husband of course?" 

Mom blushed, something she very rarely does, again 
chuckled, gave me another playful slap and a hug, 
before releasing me; " Oh David you silly boy, but it 
was nice of you to say it anyway, there are lots of 
lovely young women out there I'm sure who could be just 
right for you, you don't have to be tied up with an old 
woman like me for the rest of your life."

I responded by pulling her over to me, getting her to 
rest her head on my shoulder while I put my arm around 
her and rested my chin softly on her head as we 
snuggled up; "Mom, I could think of nothing more 
appealing and exciting as living the rest of my life 
with you, the most gorgeous woman on the planet." I 
could feel Mom's heart pounding fast as she crushed her 
fantastic breasts against my chest; "Oh Darling you say 
the sweetest silliest things at times, but, oh, you 
silly lovely boy." Did I detect a little positive 
signal there, it certainly seemed so.

Keeping Mom snuggled against me I ventured into 
dangerous territory, artfully I thought; "Mom, can I 
ask you something strange, but don't take offence?" Mom 
said of course I could ask her anything, knowing that I 
would never hurt her intentionally. With trepidation I 
then said; "Mom, just imagine hypothetically, if you 
were not my mother and you had met and got to know me 
as well as you do now, would you consider having a 
relationship with me, perhaps marrying me and having a 
child by me?" My heart was in my mouth and I held my 
breath as I waited fearfully for her reaction.

Mom disentangled herself from me and sat up, but with 
our arms around each other as we sat side by side on 
the sofa. She had a strange look on her face, but still 
one of warmth and said; "Darling, what a very strange 
thing to say, why do you ask such a thing?" With a 
slight tremor I said; "Oh, I'm not quite sure Mom, it's 
just that I've spent the last 6 years sowing my wild 
oats so to speak with young women only to be always 
left feeling totally dissatisfied and empty. In the 
last 12 hours since we have been back together, I've 
been so absolutely happy, you give me the fulfillment 
that no woman ever has."

Mom was now blushing florid and her nipples were even 
more pronounced.

I thought I better dilute that statement a bit in case 
I had offended; "Mom, you know, it's just a thought 
that occurred to me out of the blue, it seems so 
strange that I've never found a woman who compares to 
you. It has been just so lovely to be back with you 
again Mom, you make me feel so happy, and it is nice to 
be in the company of the world's most gorgeous woman, 
if I may so without offending you, it's just a 
hypothetical fantasy Mom, what if I found someone like 
you, your age, and what if I wasn't your son, I'm just 
reflecting on how strange life is Mom, how cruel fate 
can be at times." 

Mom smiled, a subtle almost flirtatious smile; "You are 
a bit of a one aren't you, well Darling, I'll be honest 
with you and feed your ego, if I met a gorgeous young 
hunk of man like you David I'd likely snap him up 
straight away, but, as you say, fate is sometimes 
unkind, guess we'll just have to meet next time round 
eh big boy?" 

As Mom finished she glanced at my crutch, oh my God, my 
sarong had loosened as we were cuddling and talking and 
about 4" of my cock had slipped into view, its huge 
bulbous head showing a pearly drop of pre-cum. It was 
now my turn to blush as I hurriedly shoved it back out 
of site and apologised profusely to Mom. She is turn 
started to giggle. As I looked up at her I saw both the 
humour and a beautiful woman that I just had to have, 
at least once. I pounced on Mom and started tickling 
and wrestling her like we used to a lot years ago. "Oh, 
so you think it's funny do you Mommy" I said (reverting 
to child context) as Mom tried to fend me off. We were 
now stretched out fully on the sofa with me on top of 
Mom and she giggling as she vainly tried to push me off 
with unconvincing attempts and mock protest.

And then it happened. My sarong completely untied and 
although still draped over my arse and the back of my 
legs, was totally apart at the front, my erect cock 
free of its cloth confines. Moms mid thigh length satin 
nighties had crept up to her waist in our playful 
wrestle. A bolt of pleasure coursed up my cock and 
encapsulated my groin as I felt my cock caressed by the 
flesh of her soft thighs. Mom felt it at the same time 
and her eyes and mouth opened wide, but no words came 
from either of us as we realised what at happened. 

I broke the ice; "Oh Mom," I gushed. "Oh Mom, oh Mom, I 
love you so!" With that I eased up a few inches and my 
throbbing cock was engulfed by Mom's huge soft bush. 
Mom put her hands on my chest and pushed, but not with 
her full strength. "Oh David, David, what are you 
doing, get off me straight away, I'm your Mother!" 

I took both Mom's wrists and held them behind her head 
firmly but gently. "Oh Mom, I love you so much, I want 
only you, Dad's gone now, I don't want any other woman, 
I want to be with you forever, let me protect you, love 
you, give you all the love and devotion any woman could 
ever hope for, I worship you Mom, you're so beautiful" 

Mom looked very startled and pleaded; "Please David, 
this is so wrong, you can't do this to me, we can't, oh 
god, I'm your Mother, it's so wrong can't you see, what 
has got into you, please get off." 

But Mom wasn't pushing me off too hard, she wasn't 
pulling her pussy away from my throbbing invading cock. 

"Oh Mom, can't you see, I'm so hopelessly totally in 
love with you, you're all I've really wanted since the 
age of 12, I've lusted after you for 13 years. Mom, you 
said you wanted a daughter but couldn't sanction having 
another child who was not my full sibling, not of the 
same gene pool as you, me and Dad, well Mom, I'm your 
answer, our children will be all of the same gene pool.

Mom looked at me horrified, but not terrified, a 
crucial difference. "David, you're insane, I'm your 
Mother, this is incest, you, we, can't, this is 
impossible, please stop Darling, I love you, don't 
spoil it for us."

I looked at Mom with love and lust, released my grip on 
her slightly but did not let her slip from under me, as 
I spoke I slowed slid my cock back & forth through her 
delightful thick bush, finally finding her silken gash, 
it was very moist and slippery, with the erotic viscous 
extrusions of her arousal.

"Oh Mom, can't you see how right it is, we know and 
love each other, we love each others company, you're 
young, I cannot imagine you having sex with another 
man, I'm your man Mom, you're my woman, you excite me 
like no other, I want to go through the rest of my life 
with you Mom, holding your hand, loving and adoring 
you, bear my child, be my wife, no-one has to know, we 
can stay in New York or move to Europe, be my partner 
for the rest of our lives Mother, be my beautiful wife 
and I will be your loving faithful husband." By now the 
head of my cock was rubbing against Mom's huge aroused 
clit, and my cock had seeped it a generous outpouring 
of lubricating pre-cum all along her slit. Her 
beautiful warm gorgeous cunt was ready for my 
incestuous invasion."

Mom's protest continued, but less urgent; "Please don't 
baby, it's not right... we will both regret this, 
please, ooh, please, uh ungh oh, no."

My throbbing cock continued to caress her slit, juices 
were now flowing freely from her cunt. My cock had 
never felt so hard or so enlarged. Never had sexual 
foreplay felt so good. Without even ejaculating I was 
in a state of ecstasy such as I had never before 
experienced. "Oh Mom, Mom, it feels so good Mom, you 
feel so right Mom, it feels so right, it does doesn't 
it Mom, surely you can see how right it feels, be 
honest with your feelings Mom, we were meant to be 
together, how can something as beautiful as this be 
wrong Mom?"

"Oh God, please, no, we, I, we can't, oh no no, aarrrh, 
no! PLEASE, NO, NO, DON'T BABY, nnnnnnnnghhh NO! NO!"

The large head of my cock entered the entrance to her 
love canal, the same canal I travelled down 25 years 
ago. I pulled it back slightly and then slowly, ever so 
slowly, pushed it into the dark wet tunnel of my 
desire. My cock was caressed by a warm velvet glove, 
engulfed inside my Mother. Never had my cock 
experienced such pleasure, a pleasure beyond 
description. All I could do was groan and sigh as my 
sperm shaft approached the cavern of my origin.

Finally my cock pressed against Mom's cervix, and my 
balls were pushed firmly against her arse. Our thick 
hairy pubic thatches were an interwoven wet mess of 
sexuality. I did not dare move, for fear of blowing my 
load. My cock was throbbing with a strength and 
intensity I'd never known. Mom must surely have felt 
its throbbing presence, she commenced to thrust against 
me.

"Oh no baby, please, don't do this, unnh, we shouldn't 
be doing this, I, oh God, oh baby, oh baby, it's 
sooooooooooo wrong, mmmm, sooooo nice, oh God, God 
forgive me, nnnngghh, aaarrrhh."

I had to know, I didn't just want sex with Mom. "Oh 
Mom, oh Mom, I love you so much, tell me Mom, tell me, 
tell me you'll be my wife, the mother of my children 
and my lover, for the rest of our lives." 

Mom finally opened her eyes, they were glazed but had a 
fire in them I had never seen before, her mouth was 
open but no words came out, finally she spoke, in a 
deep throaty growl. "Oh son, my son, yes, I've had 
these lurid forbidden thoughts of you too, I found my 
panties soaked in your semen from the age of 12. I knew 
what you fantasised of, I engaged in that evil fantasy 
too, but I thought I had expunged it when you left for 
university, but, now it is back, but we can't baby, 
don't you see how wrong it is, how will it be when 
you're 40 and I'm 58, when you're 50 and I'm 68, will 
you still want to be my proud husband then, please 
Darling, it can't be!"

"Oh Mom, how shallow and unthinking do you think I am, 
I've thought about all of that, I've thought about the 
future through to our old age, is this any different to 
a man of 43 and a woman of 25, that age difference has 
existed all over the world for centuries and is fully 
accepted, why should we be denied our happiness, oh 
Mom, I love you so, please be my wife." 

I looked at Mom with all consuming tenderness and love, 
and kissed her tenderly on the lips, we looked into 
each other's eyes for what seemed to be forever, a 
hollow fear in my stomach as I waited for her response, 
there was no way I would consummate my invasion of her 
womb by ejaculating inside her, that would be an 
unforgivable desecration, although it was going to be 
hard enough getting over these forced actions of mine 
as it is, I was about to pull out when Mom finally 
spoke.

"Oh Darling, yes, OH YES, of course I would love to be 
your wife, and for you to be my husband, but promise 
me, this is not just an erotic fantasy you want to 
fulfil because of it's incestuous forbidden nature, 
your love for me has to be that of a man for a woman, a 
man for his wife, I know you love me as your Mother, 
but this new love has to be much more than that"

Before answering I bent down and quickly gave Mom a 
full hungry open mouth kiss, her mouth opened and for 
an all too brief time our tongues caressed, 
communicating a mutual lust; "Oh Mom, oh Mother, my 
heart will burst with love should you consent to being 
my wife, of being your life partner, my wife, for the 
rest of my life. I want a wife Mom, someone to share 
all of life with, to honour, and to share the raising 
of our child, our daughter I hope!"

Mom face radiated one of her magnificent smiles; "Then 
be a good husband to me David, now, fuck the living 
daylights out of me, fill me with sperm my lover, fill 
me with your potent sperm, I'm ovulating now Darling, 
so send your sperm into my womb, find an egg, fertilise 
the womb you came from, FILL ME WITH YOUR DELICIOUS 
WICKED COCK, EMPTY YOUR BALLS OF THEIR CREAMY 
INCESTUOUS LOAD, IMPREGNATE MOMMY, IMPREGNATE ME NOW MY 
SON, MY HUSBAND" 

That was all I needed. I pulled my cock out and rammed 
it in hard, I rammed it in and out with a ferocity I 
had never known, I was impregnating my own Mother, my 
Mommy, my Mom, my lover, my wife, no other cunt will 
ever receive my cock, no other cunt will be filled by 
my creamy seed, all my sperm is for my Mother, My Wife, 
forever.

For the next 15 minutes all that could be heard was the 
lurid sounds of a cock going in and out of a very wet 
cunt, an incestuous son's cock in a mother's incestuous 
cunt, the squelching noises of a furious forbidden 
union, the coupling of loins that many mothers and sons 
fantasise of but never occurs, fertilisation is about 
to occur, I then took Mom's right hand and drew into 
down between our thrusting groins; "Oh Mom, hold my 
balls, fondle them, squeeze them, milk the sperm from 
my balls Mommy, make sure very drop gets out," I cried 
out. 

Mom seized my large swollen silken sack and looked at 
me with an awesome lust consumed hunger; "Oh yes baby, 
I will milk you dry, do it now my son, DO IT, FILL ME 
UP, FILL ME UP." 

I felt my balls tighten in Mom's caressing firm hold, I 
felt her squeezing them like an expert milkmaid, a 
sperm-maid, Mom's my sperm-maid, she'll be emptying her 
son's balls for decades to come, then it came, like an 
express train roaring out of a long dark tunnel in the 
dead of night, the first thick rope of semen roared up 
my sperm shaft and shot out of the eye of my cock like 
the first burst from a fire-hose, it splashed against 
Mom's cervix coating it in a thick layer of hot potent 
cream.

There was enough sperm in that first thick rope to 
fertilise all the women in New York, but that was just 
the first creamy incestuous wad, Mom felt that first 
rope as it splashed her fertile womb' "OH BABY, OH 
BABY, MOMMY FEELS YOUR HOT CUM, FILL ME, FERTILISE ME, 
FILL ME WITH BABIES NOW!" I thought I'd never stop, 
thick ropes of my potent sperm laden semen poured into 
Mommy's fertile womb, "Oh Mom, OH MOMMY, I'm CUUUMMING 
MOMMY, CUUUUMMINNG for YOU, nnnnnnggghh, 
aaaaaarrrggghh, I'M FUCKING YOUR CUNT MOMMY!!!" 

Mom was growling and wailing like a banshee, lucky we 
live in a soundproof penthouse, I could not believe the 
raunchy lust crazed words she was screaming out; 
"Aaaaaahhh, yes, Yes, YES, oh yes you MOTHER-FUCKER, 
SPILL YOUR SEED IN MOMMY'S BIG HAIRY CUNT, FIRE THAT 
COCK BIG BOY, FERTILSE MOTHER'S WOMB, IT'S YOUR CUNT 
NOW, aaaaaarrrgggg, Ooooooh, nnnGGGGGHHH, Mommy's is, 
cuuuuuummmmming babeeeeeee, FUCK MY CUNT FOREVER 
DARLING, OOOOOOHHHH, nnnnnnnggghhh, soooooo nice, so 
NICE, Mom's little boy has such a nice cock for Mommy, 
So much lovely SPERM, GIVE IT ALL TO MEEEEEEE, nnnghhh. 
CUUUUUUMMMING agaaaaainnnn!! MOMMY IS MAKING US A BABY 
NOW DARLING. YOU'RE MAKING A BABY IN YOUR MOTHER'S 
WOMB, YOUR WIFE'S WOMB IS YOURS!!"

That was the night of the conception of the first of 
our healthy children, a daughter/granddaughter/sister.  
Mom's huge milky tits fed Daddy as well!

END

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