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Krista Allen and her Son - 2
by Tag Johnson (tag_johnson1960@hotmail.com)

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Krista Allen and her son find romance during a Hawaiian 
vacation. (F/m-teen, ped, inc, rom, celeb-parody)

***

PART TWO

The next two weeks passed uneventfully. Krista and her 
son arrived in Hawaii on a Monday afternoon and were met 
at the airport by a chauffeur and were escorted to their 
home for the next two weeks. After the chauffeur dropped 
them off, they walked around in amazement; the bungalow 
was a two bedroom with a small pool surrounded by a 
fence for privacy. Barely fifty yards through the woods 
was the beach and the hotel owned by the producer where 
they would eat their meals for free was a quick walk 
down the beach through the woods.

That night they attended the nightly luau at the hotel. 
Krista enjoyed the dancing and ate so much that she felt 
like she would burst, she liked the dancing but 
surprised herself by being annoyed at the attention the 
dancers were paying to her handsome young son. Her son 
for his part overate himself and didn't mind the 
attention at all. 

The following day they were taken on a limo and 
helicopter tour of the islands. Krista was wearing a red 
summer dress with large white polka dots, a big floppy 
hat and large sunglasses; her son was dressed simply in 
khaki shorts and a white sports shirt and Ray-Bans. 
Through the day she found herself looping her arm 
through her son's and sitting unusually close to him. 
This made her son stand taller and straighter and sent 
his ambitions for the vacation soaring. 

The highlight of the day for both of them was touring 
the USS Arizona Memorial at Pearl Harbor seeing the 
scene of such a terrible loss of life quieted everyone 
who visited it as they always had. 

At the end of the enjoyable day they had a quiet 
candlelight dinner at the hotel and retired for the 
night. The next day started early with Krista's son 
waking her up ready to surf. Groggily she joined him 
sans breakfast, coffee, and makeup, hair in disarray and 
wearing her favorite black bikini. While he surfed she 
sat on the beach in a beach chair watching him. 

As the day grew warmer, she left the chair to body surf 
and swim for brief periods before leaving the water to 
watch over her son. On two occasions she was recognized 
by men who stopped by to speak to her and get her 
autograph. Her son saw was watching her both of these 
times and headed to shore in jealously but both men left 
before he could get out of the water. 

At the end of the day they again had dinner at the hotel 
and retired to the bungalow. Krista and her son 
disinterestedly flipped through the TV before beginning 
to talk and ignoring it. Krista asked her son if he was 
enjoying himself. He acknowledged that he was and asked 
her the same, she replied in the positive. Thinking 
quickly, he mentioned his back felt stiff from the day's 
surfing and the fall from two weeks prior. 

Innocently Krista asked if she could rub his back, he 
pretended to semi-reluctantly agree and removed his 
shirt and lay on the couch. Krista began rubbing his 
back starting with his shoulders and slowly working her 
way down. His cock immediately grew to hardness pressing 
almost but not quite painfully against the couch. Krista 
felt a warmth building and spreading in her long 
neglected pussy. 

Nervously she finished up, kissed the nape of her son's 
neck and mumbled about going to bed. She hurriedly 
undressed and jumped into the shower as her desires 
overcame her. As the warm water washed the day's sweat 
away she frantically rubbed her pussy bringing herself 
to an orgasm that left her rubber legged and leaning on 
the shower's rail for support. Without bothering to put 
on nightclothes, she dried herself off and collapsed 
face down on the bed.

The next morning she was again awakened early by her 
son. She asked him, "Can we stay in today? Between the 
flight and this last two days I'm exhausted." Her son 
eagerly replied, "Sure Mom, no problem." They threw on 
shorts and t-shirts and walked down to the hotel for 
breakfast. After they got back Krista suggested they 
change into swimsuits and hang around the pool. 

When they got back outside Krista had her son put on 
sunscreen. As he put it on his front she applied it to 
his back working starting from his shoulders on down. 
When she finished she began putting it on herself barely 
noticing her son's stare and completely missing his 
obvious erection. 

When she finished with her front he offered to do her 
back, unthinkingly she lay face down on the pool chair. 
Nervously he sat next to her and began applying the 
lotion to her back starting at her shoulders. Slowly, 
powerfully but gently he rubbed it in hoping that his 
mother was enjoying it as much as he was. Krista for her 
part was in bliss, she was genuinely tired and stiff 
from the previous few days. 

The sun was warming her body and she ignored the 
tingling sensation her son's massage was giving her and 
when he came to bikini straps and unsnapped them and 
pulled them to the side leaving her back bare she barely 
noticed. Down her back he worked and when he came to her 
ass, his mother's ass, her perfect ass he boldly kept 
going rubbing her through the flimsy material and 
continued down her legs. 

Krista lay unmoving, her eyes closed, her sons' 
ministrations had her in heaven. Never had she felt 
anything like it, that the source of her pleasure was 
her son was not even part of her consciousness. When he 
finished with her back she turned on her back and patted 
the chair indicating for him to lie next to her. As he 
lay next to her, she turned on her side, the hand 
holding her bikini top in place was touching his chest, 
they looked into each other's eyes.

They began by stroking each other's faces and then 
running hands up and down each other's bodies. Their 
lips grazed each other, breathing in each other. With a 
start Krista cried out and jumped up and ran into the 
house with arms across her breasts. Her son rose and 
followed her into the bungalow and into her bedroom. 

She stood there shaking and crying, as her son entered 
the room she turned to him and shakily sobbed, "Please, 
stop, I'm sorry." Wordlessly he stepped out his trunks 
exposing his erection hypnotizing her as he walked 
forward. She began backing up away from him until she 
backed into the bed. He walked up to her and pulled her 
bikini top away leaving her breasts covered with her 
arms and she sat back and then lay back on the bed. 

He lay on her, his mother and began kissing her un-
responding lips as she looked around trying to escape 
this moment which filled her with horror but which she 
did not want to stop. Lower and lower he kissed and when 
he got to her breasts he pulled away her unresisting 
arms leaving them bare before him. Her breasts were 
beautiful, perfect by any man's standards. 

He began to massage and squeeze them, kissing them, 
licking them, sucking them. An involuntary moan of 
pleasure escaped her lips and he knew it was going to 
happen. He took her hands and began to massage her 
breasts through them, he let go and she continued to 
squeeze and rub her tits as he kissed his way down her 
stomach. When he finally knelt between her legs, he 
removed her bikini bottomed exposing her hairy pussy to 
him. Gently he kissed her sweet wet pussy eliciting a 
small cry from his mother. 

Slowly he explored her aching cunt; tongue fucking her, 
running his tongue around her clit and flicking it over 
it, running it around her pussy lips as she whimpered, 
moaned, and sobbed. As he began finger-fucking her he 
pressed his tongue down on her clit rubbing it in a 
circular motion. 

A heat she had never felt began to build through Krista, 
she stopped playing with her aching tits and rammed her 
son's face into her soaking wet cunt and as she came she 
cried out in a joy she had never known. Everything went 
red and she convulsed uncontrollably as her legs shot in 
the air and she almost jumped off the bed. 

After a time, her vision returned and her breathing 
slowed, she reached down and took her son's face into 
her hands and pulled him towards her. They began to kiss 
at first gently, tentatively, then with more passion, 
their tongues intertwining and then grinding their faces 
into each other. Her son stood up and lifted her legs 
into the air and set her feet onto his shoulders. 
Carefully he guided his cock into her waiting cunt. 

As he leaned forward he entered her sending her into 
spasms of joy. He reached forward bending her almost in 
half and began fondling her tits and she reached down 
between her legs and began playing with her pussy. 

The passion so long there and so long denied would not 
be denied. Krista began babbling, "Fuck me, fucking, 
fuck me, fuck me baby! Fuck Mommy, fuck Mommy." 

Her son answered, "Oh God, oh god it's good!" 

As his white hot load of come blasted through her 
waiting pussy, she came with a scream and dug her nails 
into her tits as she cried, "Oh God!" And they collapsed 
sobbing into each other's arms.

And so it began. Every morning began with Krista and her 
son literally attacking each other as soon as they 
awoke. They fucked like animals, savage animals; Krista 
would rake her son's back with her nails leaving bloody 
trails, once her son grabbed her by her hair and 
repeatedly slapped her across the face before climbing 
on her and shoving his cock down her throat almost 
choking her, she would bury her teeth into his chest 
leaving bloody marks. 

After their morning fucking they went to the beach; 
Krista either sitting on the beach watching her son surf 
or swimming or body surfing. After lunch the afternoon 
was spent in leisurely love-making, Krista laying back 
as her young son drove his powerful young cock into her 
for hours on end. If they got out of bed in the evening 
they went to the hotel for a quite romantic dinner or 
the luau. 

One night on the walk back through the woods, Krista 
stopped and without warning dropped to her knees and 
gave her son a blowjob on the trail draining his cock of 
every drop of sperm, another night he barged into the 
ladies room and fucked her bent over the toilet in a 
stall in the ladies room.

She taught him everything; how to please a woman and how 
to please himself. He repaid her with youth and vigor. 
Their bodies would blend together in a blur of skin and 
sweat. Even as they fucked wanting more of each other; . 
No gentle love-making; pure fucking, bruised, scratched, 
and even bleeding they would fall apart from stopped 
only by sheer exhaustion; their souls screaming for 
more. Passion, desire, damnation. 

Their most memorable adventure of the entire trip would 
be the night they took the beach route back to their 
bungalow from the hotel. The young lovers were walking 
on the beach holding hands and carry their shoes, 
letting the surf wash their feet. "You know what would 
be fun?" Krista asked her young lover. 

He replied with a cocked quizzical eye. She grinned 
evilly and they both ran into the woods and stripped off 
their clothes. Hand in hand they ran onto the beach and 
dove into the water. They surfaced a few yards out with 
the water just deep enough Krista's awesome tits to 
float delectably. Wordlessly they fell into each other's 
arms; their mouths grinding into each other as their 
tongues battled each other, her tits mashing into his 
chest and his dick stabbing her into the stomach as the 
waves crashed into them. 

They broke apart from each other gasping for breath. She 
looked into his eyes and placed her hands behind his 
neck intertwining her fingers and with the next wave 
jumped up on her son and with the skill of an Olympic 
gymnast wrapped her legs around his waist as he grabbed 
her ass holding her up. She reached down and began to 
guide his cock into her as he lowered her onto his hard 
dick. 

As his cock entered her, she let out a cry and threw her 
head back shocked as the warm ocean water let in by her 
son's cock brought an instant orgasm. With her son's 
help she began to ride up and down on his cock throwing 
her head back and forth. She cried out as her orgasm ran 
through and through her, it wasn't one orgasm after 
another but an endless full body orgasm that would not 
stop. After more than a half an hour of this she pushed 
her lover away from her and he gently set her down. She 
leaned against him sobbing and heaving for air. 

After regaining her composure, she said "Baby. I don't 
know how you did that but here's some payback." She 
pinched her nose and dove underwater. She floated down 
and took her son's hard dick into her mouth and began 
sucking it. After the performance his mother put on her 
son was not going to last long and within a minute he 
shot a long string of hot come down her greedy throat. 

She exploded out of the water like Venus rising from the 
sea. She turned around and leaned against her son's 
chest, he wrapped his arms around her and they watched a 
young newlywed couple walk down the shore; hand in hand, 
carrying their shoes, and letting the surf wash their 
feet.

It was their last night on the islands. They lay in bed, 
nude, looking into each other's eyes. As tears welled in 
her eyes Krista spoke, "I want you to know that the last 
two weeks have been the happiest of my life. I have 
never know love like this. I have loved you since I 
first felt you grow inside me, there has never been 
anything in this life that has made me happier than 
being your mother. But I have fallen in love with you, 
you my son. 

"I love you as I have never loved any man. What I feel 
for you makes the very word love seem inadequate. And I 
want very much for this to continue when we get back 
home. But I know it cannot continue forever. You will 
meet girls and someday you will a very special girl that 
you will want to spend the rest of your life with. This 
is the way it should be and this is what I want." 

"But Mom, I love you. I don't want anyone but you," her 
son protested tearfully. 

"I know, and I love you," she answered and kissed him on 
the forehead. "But this is the way it will be and should 
be. It's our last night here. I want to give you 
something special." 

Her son laughed and said, "You've been doing that for a 
couple of weeks."

Krista got up and placed a pillow on the edge of the bed 
and lay on it with her feet on the floor, sticking her 
ass up. She spread her legs and reached back and pulled 
her ass cheeks apart. She said, "I haven't done this in 
a long time, but I want you to fuck me up the ass. Fuck 
your mother up the ass." 

Her son got up and stood behind her. "Do you want me to 
fuck you up the ass Mommy?" he asked mildly. 

"Yes, I want you to fuck me up the ass," she replied.

"Say it louder, beg for it," he ordered. 

"PLEASE FUCK ME UP THE ASS, OH GOD, FUCK MY ASS, PLEASE 
GOD!" She begged tearfully. 

He probed her long untouched asshole with the tip of his 
dick and without warning rammed the full length of his 
hard dick deep into her. She cried out in pain but it 
was too late. Savagely, without mercy or even 
consciousness he raped her ass. He placed his hands over 
hers and pulled her ass cheeks even further apart. 

In and out he tore into his mother's asshole as she 
cried for more, begging him to fuck her harder, to fuck 
his mother more and more. She felt a heat building in 
her ass matching the one in her cunt. In one final 
convulsion she felt her ass, cunt, and body explode into 
an orgasm nothing like what she had ever even imagined. 

She heard her son howl like a wolf in the moonlight as 
his hot cum blasted up her ass filling her guts.

They flew home the next day.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story
is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything
in 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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