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Our Capitulation
by Flinders (no address provided)
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After a long difficult start, life improves. It is
amazing what hard work and dedication will offer if
patience is used and wisdom cerebrated. (MF, inc, rom)
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Our Capitulation: mother and son become lovers...
This is my story about an ethical dilemma. It is about
my progressively expanding motivations and my inevitable
and inerasable erotic transgressions. It has been my
most important life-changing experiences to this date.
These individual experiences are now seen as filled with
both satisfaction and immense enjoyment.
My story is a long one beginning when life seemed to be
at its lowest ebb. I had lost my partner, I was isolated
from my family's support and I had to leave my nearly
completed university course to take care of my young
son. In retrospection, life looked pretty poorly and it
was looking to get more difficult in the future.
Luckily being resourceful I was able to gain employment,
meagre for sure, find acceptable accommodation and have
my son thrive at school. We lived peacefully for the
next six years not getting rich but having a pleasant
and cheerful existence nevertheless.
I finally restarted my studies completing my medical
coarse years ago. Several years later I was able to
slowly establish my own local practise with a stable
patient clientele in a smallish country village. My son
Ted grew strong and was successful in his studies ready
to shift to year 10 that coming January. After many
years and a hard start we were optimistic and seriously
happy.
During this time I had suppressed my ego along with its
associated libido. I was well aware that my past
interpersonal failures were my responsibilities and I
did not want to repeat those failings. I had also become
very independent allowing my emotional outlets to be
solely focused on my son, my practise and my home. I
protected each. Ted was now sixteen and finishing yet
another spurt of growth.
Being just two individuals together our lives were
deeply integrated. Our relationships were free and open
with each other in all matter of things. So it was not
surprising that eroticism would eventually and quietly
arise between us with deep penetrating roots. This
effect on our lives was strong and pervasive and once
these feelings were initiated, wilfully reinforced and
carefully nurtured they were all encompassing and
irreversible.
Being an open relationship Ted was unrestricted in how
he expressed himself. Yet I was startled one Saturday
afternoon when I watched Ted masturbating in the garden
after he finished mowing the lawn. He was seated at the
picnic table secluded from view except from my vantage
point in the laundry room window. As I watched I
realised that I had not made any attempt to formally
inform him of the emotional changes he had or would
experience.
I had noticed previously that he was full of pubic hair
that was rich and shiny black and I admit, I had even
fantasized about his sexuality. His anatomy was muscular
and balanced and he was handsome. Feeling intrusive
watching his activity I was about to just leave him be
and leave. But then I noticed that his erection was full
and measured to be of mature size. It was strikingly
beautiful and I became aware that I was emotionally
intrigued almost immediately. I was stimulated and
fascinated about my son's erotic behaviour. I sat down
at the window to watch feeling rather guilty but
strangely privileged at the same time.
As he proceeded to masturbate I was taken by his
proficiency. It made me understand he had been
masturbating for some time and was well practiced at the
art of autoeroticism. After about a half-hour of very
slow sensual activity I watched him spontaneously orgasm
with a heavy stream of semen arching from his lap. It
was creamy white and lasted through several substantial
squirts. It was clear that Ted was exhausted. I too was
excited and more so than I had been in years.
He stood up to walk away when I noticed that he was
still erect. Then out of his pocket he withdrew a soft-
bone coloured probe that looked like a short pencil, I
estimate to be some five inches in length. It had a
bulbous extrusion at one end and a tapered shaft at the
other. A soft cord was attached to the tapered end. As I
watched he proceeded to insert the bulbous end into his
urethra slowly pushing it up into his penis until it
disappeared entirely except for the strand of cord
remaining extended from his penis tip.
Without further adue he lifted his erect penis into his
shorts and zipped up his fly. I noticed that he wore no
briefs so obviously he had prepared for this activity in
advance. He then proceeded to push the mower towards the
garage. I was spell bound with intrigued.
I was well acquainted with the use of genital sounds
having enjoyed enlarging my urethra many times in the
past years, though I hadn't used them in quite some
time. I would normally wear them over several weeks
stretching my urethra until it enlarged to its limit of
permanent stretch, 13mm diameter being my limit. I'd
then stop its use for a few months whilst my urethra
would shrink back to its normal 6-7mm diameter and I
could again urinate with some control.
At the height of my expansion I had a sound, not unlike
Ted's specimen. I would wear it internally during the
day letting it stimulate me. Although I too was well
practiced in the art of autoeroticism I was sure I had
never exposed my behaviour to Ted. So I remained
intrigued.
As I got up I sensed my wetness. My vaginal area was
absolutely soaked and I had created a sizable stain on
the chair's cushion. As I bent over to examine the stain
I orgasmed with deep electric sensations scattered
throughout my body causing me to have mild spasms as the
reaction vibrated through me. All I could do was sit
down once more until the stimulation waned. This was the
first spontaneous orgasm I had had in years and it was
both exhilarating and disturbing. I sat quietly trying
to work out what had just happened. It was very
exciting.
I decided almost immediately to let my libido have its
freedom and to explore my son's libido at the same time.
Without a second thought I made my way to the garage
where Ted had pushed the mower. I found Ted cleaning the
machine and about to put it away. I simply walked up to
him and reached for his fly and pulled it down. I guess
I surprised Ted because he stepped back as his still
firm erection fell out of his cut offs. The silk string
attached to the sound was hanging from his penis tip so
I grabbed it, pulling it slowly from his penis. I looked
up at Ted to see him close his eyes and relax his
stance.
Seconds later I held the sound by its string watching
his penis swell until it was as full and hard as before.
I was so over come I immediately knelt down and draw
Ted's erection into my mouth. I instantly tasted his
semen spray on top of my tongue stimulating me to
swallow it quickly, never actually having yet sucked on
his penis. He had spontaneously ejaculated form nothing
more than feeling the sound being removed. Or perhaps
the experience of his mother pulling the sound from his
penis set him off. He gasped and I moaned from the
sensation of ingesting his warm semen. It was clear that
what had just taken place was shocking yet enjoyed by
both of us and each understood this realisation.
Seconds passed when I realised that Ted's penis was
still erect so I began to suck gently. Ted grasped my
head reciprocating the bond and stood still until he
obviously could not coup with the sensation then stood
back. "Mom, Its too sensitive, sorry." was his
explanation. Before I could respond he knelt down in
front of me and kissed me. The kiss was not tentative
but very erotic and sensual totally surprising me. It
lasted a minute or two when he released me saying, "I
need to let my sperm build up, I'll be quick, I
promise."
I was taken back that while I had initiated the sex Ted
was now organising my active seduction. Without any
further conversation he lent over and began undressing
me. My blouse, bra were removed when he asked me to
stand up so he could remove my shorts and knickers. Once
naked he gasped my hips and pulled my open stance
forward until he was able to kiss my vulva. His tongue
explored the surfaces before he inserted it into my
vagina and commenced to lick me softly until he located
my swollen clitoris, which was so swollen he was able to
suck on directly.
This time I held the back of his head as he administered
cunnilingus. I had forgotten how wonderful it felt. I
opened my thighs to afford Ted as much access as
possible finally orgasming minutes later. My knees
weakened as he pulled me to the lawn. Once in the sun he
stopped and quickly lay on his back. He then spoke and
invited me to mount him. Without hesitation I did just
that.
Holding his penis I aligned it directly between my
vaginal lips then lowed my pelvis feeling my son's penis
gently push open my labia before smoothly entering me.
"Ride me Mom!" was all that was said. Once he was inside
me I simply rocked forward and back until I orgasmed
before feeling the sensation of Ted's sperm being
released against my cervix. I was exhausted and
collapsed on to his chest still mentally absorbed in the
satisfying sensations. He was breathing hard as his
chest rose and fell under me.
Minutes passed as I slowly came back to reality. I had
just experienced being mated to my son and it was the
most pleasant sensation I can remember doing. Ted was
holding me to him when he said, "Sorry," as I felt his
flaccid penis fall from my vagina. Sorry for what?" I
asked.
"I hadn't planned on allow my semen inside you," he
replied.
"No Ted, you're wrong, you were wonderful. Please don't
be sorry because I want us to do this again."
I sat up and looked down at Ted who had a questioning
look on his face. "Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, as often as we can," I replied.
"Couldn't you get pregnant?" he asked.
"I'm not sure. I guess we'll see, won't we?" was my
considered reply.
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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