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Carol Comes
by Pskao (pskao@juno.com)
***
After years of marriage, Carol finally has a male-
induced orgasm. Then she has many of them, all given
to her by her son. (MMF, inc, preg)
***
When my son Peter returned from Afghanistan after an
honorable discharge from the army, it was as if my
best friend in the whole world had returned. I got
pregnant with Peter when I was still in high school by
the woodshop teacher. Luckily, he married me, so Peter
isn't a bastard. My husband, Eddy, had to leave the
school, but as he's really an excellent carpenter,
he's been earning a living as a carpenter ever since
and has owned his own business for the last eight
years.
Anyway, when Peter returned home, I finally had
someone willing to do things with me: shopping,
walking in the park, going to the movies, even taking
daytrips to famous landmarks around town that I'd
never been to. It was almost as if Peter was my
boyfriend. I didn't really have a boyfriend in high
school, having gotten pregnant so young.
Eddy goes to work early in the morning. After he
leaves, I started teasing Peter. Oh, not verbally, but
I started wearing skimpier and skimpier clothes,
especially as winter turned into spring and then into
summer. My first time letting him see me in bra and
panties had me scared. It also had my pussy dripping
so much that I had to change my panties--behind a
closed door. I got to where I'd leave the bathroom
door open while taking a shower. I bought sexier, that
is thinner, underwear and would let Peter see me in
them while I changed clothes in front of him. I know
he could see my dark red nipples and my dark blonde
pubic hair through my underwear. It made me very
passionate.
Unfortunately, Eddy never returned my passion. He's
over 20 years older than me, and just wasn't able to
get hard very often since reaching his 60s. I love it
when he does get hard, but that's only every couple of
months or so. Since Peter returned, I'd been getting
hornier and hornier, and more and more frustrated.
My frustrations ended the morning I decided to wear a
new nightie. It was almost transparent and very short.
The panties I wore that came with it were equally
transparent, but I wore my housecoat over it while I
fixed Eddy's breakfast and coffee for Peter. This was
in high summer, and it was already hot even though it
was before 6:00am. After Eddy left, I mentioned the
heat, took off my housecoat, and turned to do the
dishes. I knew I was on display for Peter and could
feel my pussy leaking. I knew he could see everything-
-nipples, pussy, butt--but I was so horny that I
didn't care.
Shortly after turning towards the sink, I felt Peter
grab my big boobs from behind and squeeze them. He
said, "I can't help it, I've gotta do this."
I said, "No, Peter, you're my son! We can't!"
He just turned me around and kissed me on the mouth. I
have to admit that I kissed him back. I let his tongue
into my mouth, and I explored his mouth with my
tongue. His hands went under my nightie and panties to
fondle my butt, then one hand went around to fondle my
boob and squeeze my hardening nipple under the
nightie. At this, I broke the kiss and said, "No,
you're my son!" I turned in his arms and tried to get
away.
Peter just said, "Yeah, Mom, that's what makes it so
exciting! You're a beautiful woman, and I want you!"
He pushed me towards the table and bent me facedown
over it.
"No, Peter, this is so wrong!" I said, even while I
could feel my pussy juices leaking soaking my panties
and leaking down my thighs.
Peter raised my nightie and dropped my panties to my
knees, and I could feel his dick searching for my
hole. I wiggled my hips to keep him out. Even now, I'm
not sure why I was resisting as I knew that I wanted
him. I wasn't resisting very hard, just enough to keep
his dick out of me. I moved my hips up and down, side
to side, in circles clockwise and counter-clockwise. I
could feel his dick on my legs, between my thighs, on
my butt, and I just kept wiggling. It was exciting me,
and I think Peter could tell as his dick was getting
wet when it was between my thighs. I think I resisted
for several minutes. I didn't want him to think I was
easy, I guess.
Finally, I felt Peter's dick at my asshole. He said,
"I gotta get my dick in you, Mom, and I don't care
where!" I wasn't going to have that, so I moved my
hips up and said, "No, not there!" That aligned his
dick with my pussy, and I felt him ease into me. Once
the head was in, he began slowly pushing it all the
way into me. I kept wiggling, but it was more like I
was fucking him than resisting him. I'd never had a
dick this big. Well, Eddy's is the only one I've had
before, and Eddy isn't all that big.
Anyway, once he was in, I kept saying, "No, we can't!
This is so wrong! This is incest!" all the while
wiggling my hips to fuck him back. I have to admit
that until Peter fucked me, I didn't know that a woman
could have an orgasm from fucking. Peter made me come
on his second stroke. God, I'd never had an orgasm
like that! I really creamed Peter's dick. Feeling my
cream triggered Peter's orgasm, and I could feel him
squirting into me.
When he pulled out and let me up, I turned around,
hugged him, and said, "Thank you. I've never come with
a man before. That was incredible!"
I took him by the hand and led him to the living room.
I took off my nightie and panties, and had him take
off his shorts, then lay back on the sofa with one leg
on the back and the other on the floor. I was pleased
to see that Peter was hard again. He slipped right
into me with no trouble this time. We kissed. He
kissed and fondled my boobs. He made me cream his cock
again, which again trigged him to squirt deep inside
my pussy. I'm afraid we left a stain on the sofa, but
neither of us cared.
Instead, we went upstairs to the master bedroom and
fucked on my bed, leaving another stain on our as-yet-
unmade bed. I was so in lust that I just didn't care.
Peter had given me three orgasms in three fucks. Even
when Eddy and I were just married, I was lucky to get
one fuck a day out of him, and any orgasms I had, I
had to give to myself.
After our third fuck of the day, we took a shower in
the master bath. By now, I was willing to do anything
for Peter. He took my anal cherry in the shower. I
washed his cock afterwards.
After the shower, I said, "I need to go to the store.
Why don't you ready the car while I get dressed?"
Peter left to go to the garage while I got dressed.
When I got to the garage, the garage door was open as
it was very hot. Peter was standing by the car in his
shorts. I raised up to kiss him on the cheek and said,
"Thank you, Peter, for a beautiful morning."
That's all it took. I could feel Peter's dick getting
hard again as he took me in his arms and kissed me.
"No, Peter, the garage door's up! People can see!"
Peter just ignored me as he unbuttoned my blouse and
took it off. I pushed against him, protesting, but he
unzipped my skirt and let it fall off me. He unhooked
my bra and then pulled my panties down, leaving me
standing there in the open garaged in just my shoes.
Peter opened the rear door to his car and pushed me
in. "No, Peter, we'll be caught!"
Peter just climbed into the car, onto my body, and
shoved his dick into my receptive body. Oh yes, I was
wet again from my forceful son's behavior, and had no
trouble taking his big dick again. I only creamed his
cock once while in the car, but I had several orgasms.
After he came inside me, we went back into the house
where he fucked me on the dining room table, leaving
another stain of our mixed juices. Where was my son
getting all this energy? We'd already fucked five
times and he was still hard!
I asked him, "You're like a perpetual motion machine,
Peter. How do you get hard so easily? Your father has
trouble getting hard once a season these days."
"I think it's the idea of becoming a mother-fucker,
Mom. You're so beautiful, and I dreamt I was fucking
you with every woman I fucked in the service. You
really, really turn me on!"
He took me by the hand and led me to his bedroom. I
was getting weak for all the orgasms he was giving me,
but he just seemed to be getting stronger. After we
fucked in his bed, we took a nap.
When we woke up, I looked at the clock and said, "Oh
no! Eddy's about to come home! We left our clothes
strewn around and left stains everywhere! Get up,
Peter, and help me straighten up!" Instead, Peter just
kissed me and fingered my pussy. "NO! Your father's
about to come home! We left a mess about the house!
He's going to know!" Peter just put his dick into me.
Despite my verbal protests, my legs had opened of
their own accord to let him in, then wrapped around
his waist as he made me cream and come again.
While Peter was fucking me, I could hear Eddy's car
entering the garage. Peter was coming inside of me
when I heard the door to the garage open. As soon as
Peter got off, I ran to the master bath and turned on
the shower. On the way, I could hear Eddy shout,
"What's going on? Why are there clothes everywhere?" I
didn't hear Peter's reply as I was in the shower. I
didn't even wait for the water to warm up, but then it
was a hot day.
I don't know what Peter told Eddy, but Eddy didn't
threaten me with divorce or kick Peter out of the
house. After Eddy went to bed, early as usual, and I
could hear him snoring, I sneaked into Peter's room. I
was wearing my transparent nightie, but took it off
when I saw that Peter was watching me. "Care to fuck
your mother again, Peter?" I asked.
He was and we did. He's fucked me every day after that
in every room in the house and in the backyard. He's
fucked me in the car on deserted streets and in
deserted parking lots. I'm in love with my son. I'm
his sex slave and will do anything he wants. Yes, he's
had my ass at least once a day, but he always squirts
into my pussy first.
About six weeks after we started, I was riding Peter
after Eddy had gone to bed when Peter's door opened
and Eddy caught us. Eddy said, "I knew something was
going on. It started that day when your clothes were
all around the house, didn't it?"
I was having an orgasm on Peter's cock, so Peter
answered, "Yes, Dad. You've been ignoring Mom
sexually, and I've been providing her with relief."
"Well," Eddy said. "At least you're not fucking
strangers. I hope you're using protection."
I said, collapsed on Peter's chest, "Well, no, we're
not. I'm pregnant."
I could feel Peter getting stiff inside of me from
that announcement, and looked at Eddy, who was also
getting stiff. I think Peter noticed, as he said,
"Dad, I think Mom can handle both of us! How would you
like to fuck her ass while I'm in her pussy? I took
her anal cherry that day, and have had her in the ass
once a day since then. Or, if you want, I'll take her
ass and you can have her pussy. I think she'll like
it!" They could tell that I did as my hips started
moving again, forcing Peter's cock deeper into me and
rubbing my clit on his pubic hair.
Eddy was taking off his pajama bottoms by now. As he
climbed onto the bed, he said, "I've been wanting her
beautiful butt since she was in high school. She never
let me, and I just gave up on it. I'll be glad to take
her in the ass now!"
And he did. Peter told us that what we were doing was
called a "double penetration" with one dick in my
pussy and another in my ass. It's the only way that
Eddy fucks me, now.
Eddy and Peter switched rooms. Peter and I still fuck
all the time. Once a week or so, Eddy gets hard enough
to fuck my ass while Peter's in my pussy. Eddy says
that he needs Peter's dick in my pussy to make me
tight enough for him to feel.
It's been a year, and Peter still fucks me every day.
The only time we stopped was for about a week while I
was giving birth to our new son. Peter got me pregnant
again, and I'm about three months along. The
ultrasound says that this one is a girl. Eddy loves
having the baby to take care of, and has stopped
working so hard so that he can take care of us. He's
saved enough that he could've quit work years ago, but
he told me that he'd been ashamed of not being able to
take care of me sexually. We were able to live off the
interest of his savings even before he sold his
company. He's put the money from the company into a
trust for our grandchildren. Yes, they're also my own
children.
I'm only in my mid-40s, and I don't plan on taking
birth control, so I have no idea how many more babies
my son is going to put into my belly. I hope it's a
lot. I'll love them all.
The End
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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