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Subject: [asi/ass/assi] Repost: Mom's Boy, part two <ASCII version> (mF, inc, preg)
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I am not the author of this story. The author is Kevin C. Foltz
<kcfoltz@cdsnet.net>. If you like it, please let him know.

Not that it should come as any surprise, but this story contains
graphic descriptions of sex, sex between minors and adults, and
incest. If this offends you, don't read it, and get the heck out of
this newsgroup! This story is fiction. Do not read it or save it if
stories of a sexual nature are illegal in your community.

Mom and Her Little Boy II

	There was another storm due to hit the area sometime in the
night the weather report had indicated.  Helen Adams listened
with more than the usual interest to the nightly weather report.
For the past three weeks as the Summer thunderstorms had rolled
across the landscape she had secretly waited each night for her
son, Edward, to rush into her room and hide himself under the
covers from the storms.  She noted that he was beginning to lose
his stark fear of the fury of the storms and she wondered when
he would no longer need the comfort of his mothers bed to
assuage his fear.

	She had been fucking the innocent young boy as he slept in her
bed almost every night. She took advantage of his natural deep
slumber and the effect her closeness had on the boy
subconsciously.  As he slept snuggled up to her she would use
her hands or her ass to rub his young cock to full hardness and
then, while the boy slept, she would slip his hard boy cock out
of his shorts and fuck him.  She had powerful orgasms while his
young prick surged in her steaming pussy spewing his boy sperm
deep into her waiting cunt while he slept through the entire
incestuous act.

	As she listened to the droning of the weather forecaster she
anticipated her encounter that was sure to come this night as it
had almost all the previous nights.  Her pussy began to moisten
as she thought of her sons hard, young cock thrust into her
motherly cunt and his involuntary, instinctive fucking.  Her
nipples hardened under her nightgown and her hand slipped inside
the thin garment to cup her tit.  A low groan escaped her lips
at the touch.  She heard her son come thumping down the stairs
and she quicky withdrew her hand.

	"I'm gonna get ready for bed, mom.  Are you watching the
weather?"  Her young son asked from the landing of the staircase.

	"Yes, Eddy.  Another storm tonight, son.  You're doing very
well with them, now.  I'm proud of you."  Helen said, looking up
at the boy from the sofa.

	She knew he still had a long way to go with his fear and her
doctor had praised his latest effort with his struggle.  Little
did the doctor know that Helen was relying on his fear to drive
him to her bed to help her satisfy her lust.  She smiled up at
the young lad and knew that he would be in her bed in a matter
of hours.

	"Aw, mom...I'm tryin', but I still can't help it sometimes. 
But you help make it better.  I just don't want any of the guys
at school to know that I still have to get in bed with you
sometimes.  They'd make fun of me and stuff!"  Edward looked
down at his feet in shame.

	"Now Edward Adams, you just stop that!  You might be surprised
at how many of those boys have fears just like yours.  Fears
they don't want anybody to know about, either."  Helen said.

	She felt sorry for the boy and she knew he was right.  Twelve
year old boys were not supposed to be running to their mothers
beds for consolation and comforting.  

	"Thanks, mom!  You're the best!  I'm gonna brush my teeth and
hit the sack.  And you just watch, I'll stay in my room, no
matter what!"  He spun and headed up the stairs as noisily as he
had descended.

	Helen watched him retreat up the stairs.  She turned back to
the television as the local forecast was being presented.  She
smiled as she saw the news of a large storm on the way and due
to hit around one in the morning.  Her pussy twitched in
anticipation.

	She clicked off the television and made her own way upstairs
to
her room.  She passed the bathroom and glancing in she saw her
son at the sink brushing his teeth.  She stopped and her eyes
fastened on his form.  She could see the outline of his boyish
prick and balls in his shorts. They jiggled with the motions of
his upper body as he brushed.  Her nipples hardened at the sight
and her cunt began to shed moisture from the swollen lips of her
pussy.  She brushed her hand across her breasts, lingering on
the swollen nipples.  Edward glanced at her as he bent over the
sink to rinse his mouth and smiled at her.

	She drew her hand away from her tits and turned to her
bedroom.
 As she entered her room her son called a last goodnight to her
from the door of his room.  She answered and heard the door
softly close.  She removed her nightgown and admired herself in
her mirror.  She saw a shapely and beautiful woman staring back
at her.  Helen was not tall, about average for a woman, but she
had magnificent tits which required a 37C bra when she wore one.
 Her ass was full and rounded with tapering thighs and shapely
calves.  Years of athletics in college had given her a firm and
taught form.  She prided herself on keeping in shape and for a
woman of thirty four, she was absolutely stunning.  Some of her
friends said she reminded them of the actress that had played
Wonder Woman on television.

	Running her hands over her tits she played with the nipples
and
rolled them in her fingers.  Her tits throbbed with the
attention.  She crawled into her bed and switched off the dim
light.  In a few hours she would be fucking her young son.  She
smiled in the darkness and settled herself in for the wait.

	For once, the weather reports were accurate.  A strong storm
swept down on the Adams home and the surrounding countryside
right on time.  Lightning and thunder with strong gusts of wind
buffeted the area shortly after midnight.  In Edwards room the
walls were lit by the flashing of the lightning and the window
shook with the peals of thunder.  Brought abruptly awake by the
noise the boy sat up in bed.  He bravely tried to find the
courage to fight his fear and for a time he held his own.  But
the storm raged outside and the images of the trees, frozen by
the lightning against his bedroom wall, and the thunder which
boomed broke down his resolve.

	He quickly got out of his bed and almost ran to his mothers
room.  He opened the door and crossed hurriedly to her bed.  He
could see she was asleep and he made no sound as he slipped
under the covers.  She turned over, facing the boy.  Edward saw
that she was nude.  He wasn't sure what to do.  She had always
worn bedclothes in the past.  A sudden flash of lightning made
the boy hug her close.  His young face nestled in her breasts. 
She had placed her arm over him, holding him closely, motherly
instinct working even asleep.  A nipple brushed against his
lips.  He held her tightly as the storm continued.  Soon, he
slept in her arms.

	Helen felt something vaguely familiar.  Something exciting,
yet
she could not place the feeling.  Her sleepy mind slowly stirred
and she felt the sensation strongly.  Edward was sucking her
tit!  She lay still, her arm across the sleeping boy as he
nursed on her swollen breast.  She shivered at the strong
suckling on her sensitive nipple.  She opened her eyes and as
they adjusted to the darkness she saw her son, snuggled in her
arms like a baby, his mouth closed tightly on her nipple.  From
time to time his boyish tongue swirled around the tit tip as he
sucked.

	Helen felt the slickness of her pussy and she adjusted her
position so her sleeping son could suck even more of her tit
into his mouth.  She lay still, her son sucking her breast like
a baby.  Her head was thrown back and her breath was ragged. 
She moved her hand down between them to the boys hips.  She
cupped her hand over his penis and balls and began to softly
caress them.  Instantly her sons cock began to respond to the
touches of her hand.  It swelled quickly as she massaged it
through his shorts.  She felt for the opening and her fingers
deftly fished the hard cock and swollen balls from the opening. 
She felt a drop of liquid on the tip of the boys prick and her
thumb spread it over the head of his throbbing cock.  He sucked
harder on her tit.  She raised her leg and gently laid it over
her sons hips.  She scooted closer and her hand held his hard,
hot cock slowly jacking him off.

	She positioned herself so his cock was at the entrance to her
cunt.  Slowly she rubbed the boys cock through the damp slit of
her swollen pussy.  A hiss escaped her lips as she shivered with
the sensations that throbbed from her quivering cunt.  She held
his cock against the opening and with a slight motion of her
hips slid her wet, steaming pussy over the head of her sons
prick. Edward wiggled his sleeping body closer to his mother and
his mouth continued to suckle on her hard nipple.

	The storm was starting to abate outside while Helen Adams
began
to fuck her son in her bed.  She sank her clasping vagina on the
boys hard cock and when she had his full length inside her she
began to rock her hips against the hard rod of boyish cock.  She
rubbed her clit over the cock and screwed her pussy onto his
erect and dripping penis.  She established a steady humping
tempo that she knew would soon have her soaring over the edge of
orgasm.  Her bedroom filled with the soft sounds of a cock into
cunt as she fucked her son.

	Soon, Helen was vigorously thrusting the sleeping boys cock
into her pussy.  She looked down at his lips sealed around her
throbbing tit as he sucked her while he slept.  He reminded her
of the times she had nursed him while he was a baby.  Now, she
fucked herself on his cock, buried fully in her cunt.  She
gasped for breath as she quickened her pace.  She humped her
pussy on his cock faster and faster.  The squishing sounds
filled her ears as she drew herself up and down the length of
his boyish cock.

	Groaning, the lust crazed mother rolled herself over the boy
and lay atop him, his cock sank deep into her wanton body from
below.  She raised herself up on her elbows and slammed her hips
down on his cock.  She felt it harden even more and start to
jerk inside her.  Her hips flew up and down on his prick,
lubricated by her flowing juices and the pre-cum that leaked
from his piss hole into her.  Looking down at his face she
stared as she saw his eyelids flutter, then snap open!  He
looked into his mothers face, contorted by lust and surprise.

	His mouth opened around her tit and his hips slammed up to
meet
her thrusts.  He tried to speak, but his mouth was frozen as his
mother continued to fuck him savagely.  She smiled at the boy
and lowered her lips to his.  She kissed her son, forcing her
tongue into his open mouth.  He stared, unblinking into her
glassy eyes then returned the fiery kiss.  His arms shot around
her neck and he held her tightly as they fucked with a primal
energy.

	Helen knew she was about to cum and wanted her son to cum with
her. She used the walls of her cunt to massage his surging prick
as he now rammed it into her on his own.  His face screwed into
a mask of unbridled lust,  he pounded himself against her belly.
 He groaned, then his body lurched.

	Helen felt his prick jerk inside her and then she felt her
orgasm welling up from the depths of her incestual cunt to wash
over the both of them.  Edward gave a last thrust and held his
cock buried in his mothers cunt.  The hot, sticky sperm shot
from the tip of his prick to sear the inside of his mothers
pussy with its heat.  Gush after gush of boy spunk flowed into
her as she milked his cock in the throes of her orgasm.  Her
hips ground into his and she uttered an animalistic cry as her
pussy clenched around her sons invading cock.

	For what seemed to the panting woman like minutes her son
ejaculated into her.  His cock seemed to spew jet upon jet of
cum into the depths of her waiting cunt as they lay still, she
on top of her son, weight resting on her elbows, her head beside
his on the pillow.  Now it was in the open, she would have to
admit to her son that she had been fucking him in his sleep for
weeks.  But she didn't care.  She only knew that she wanted to
continue to fuck him whenever she could.  They would have to be
careful not to let anyone even think that they might be sleeping
together.  If word got out that she was fucking her son the town
would be in an uproar.

	Rolling off her dazed and gasping boy, Helen looked over at
him
beside her on the bed.

	"Honey, I have to explain something to you..."  She began as
he
lay, spent and breathless beside her.

	Four weeks later, Helen Adams came home from work and as she
listened to the messages on her answering machine she suddenly
gasped.  She frantically rewound the fourth message.  

	"Helen, this is Dr. Brownings' office.  We have the results of
your tests in and we want to congratulate you.  You are eight
weeks pregnant!  We're so happy for you!  Call us and we will
give you the details.  Once again, congratulations!"

	Helen sat down on the floor next to the phone stand.  She had
not even considered the fact that her son,  a boy of only twelve
years old,  could get her pregnant.   Her mind whirled as she
thought of the implications.  Her son had impregnated her!  She
had fucked her own son!  A smile played across her face as she
thought of the times she had fucked the sleeping boy and the
first time she had felt his cum shoot into her pussy.  

	Her pussy quivered as she thought of the night a boy had
gotten
his mother pregnant.  She had a big surprise for her son when he
got home from school.  He had just become a father!


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