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Introduction:

Chapter 5. Tina brings helps her son transition to the next phase of their relationship.
This story is a work of fantasy. None of it is true. Don’t use it for inspiration. Don’t hurt people you love.

[Read previous chapters before proceeding]

Chapter 1: sexstories.com/story/104332/ (4100 words)

Chapter 2: sexstories.com/story/104363/ (1650 words)

Chapter 3: sexstories.com/story/104365/ (2300 words)

Chapter 4: sexstories.com/story/104377/ (3500 words)

Chapter 5/Epilogue is 2000 words

[AUTHORS NOTE: I hope you enjoyed these chapters. If you did, give them a POSITIVE RATING at the bottom. It helps others find them.

This was my first attempt at fiction and sex stories. I've been reading on this site for probably 10 years. The muse struck me and all this poured out. It's been fun to contribute and see the positive response. If you made it to the end, leave a comment. What was the best part? What should I write next? =:) FLB]

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Alex and I went on like this for another six months. I had never been more sexually satisfied. I sucked and fucked him in ways I never thought imaginable.

Over time I started feeling guilty that Alex wasn’t getting the full value of our new relationship. It took a while to come up with a plan, but eventually I did. The key to it was this: he had to think it was his idea. I didn’t want to make him fuck his mother, I wanted him to want to fuck his mother.

The easiest thing was so keep whispering in his ear as I fucked him during his migraines. I fed his subconscious a steady stream of lustful, incestuous thoughts. I also started wearing the lightest touch of perfume when he had a migraine. The relationship between memory and the sense of smell is powerful. I wanted his mind to associate my scent with orgasmic release.

To encourage his conscious mind I began wearing more revealing clothes and finding ways to “accidentally” flash him. I hugged him more sensuously and steered his hand under my robes and on my skin. I also started inviting him to my bed more often just to watch TV or talk, then to sleep. Slowly but surely it worked.

At night I started wearing short, loose sleep dresses that would give him unfettered access to my body while still technically being clothing. I loved his eyes on me as I walked from the bathroom to the bed, the shirt hanging off one shoulder and my breasts swinging. As time went on I’d wake to him spooning me, his hand on my hip or stomach. I’d move it to my pussy or breast, then feign sleep. His body naturally adapted and began doing this on its own. I loved waking to his touch, but he never pushed it further. I knew I just needed to be patient.

I awoke one morning with his hard cock grinding softly between my naked ass cheeks. Only the thin fabric of his underwear separated us. His arm had slipped under my dress and was softly kneading my breast. I knew this was the day we would start out new life. I arched my back, increasing pressure on him and giving him the instinctual cue of my acceptance. I laid silently for several minutes as his hand and hips became more active. He started to quietly moan and whisper.

“Mmmm…ohhh…oh my god…”

He tucked his hips under my ass and pushed. I could feel his balls against my labia. We were so close. I gently ground my ass against him, then I felt his cock slip through the hole in his underwear. He breathed in sharply as our flesh touched. It was the first time his conscious mind had felt it. We ground ourselves together, our bodies becoming hotter and more lustful. He slowly began to take charge of the situation.

His hand squeezed by breast once more then reached down and tucked his cock between my legs, sliding it across my labia. He released a deep satisfying moan. His hand moved to my hip, using it for leverage. His shaft quickly parted my slit and became wet with my juices. The head of his cock pressed deeper into my gash and bumped my clit over and over, sending small jolts through my body. As the moments ticked by I became desperate for his cock to be inside me. My body was writhing against him, quiet moans escaping my throat.

I reached between my legs and felt him sliding against me. I pushed him firmly into my folds, the head now mashing my clit. My back arched hard, completely opening myself to him. He continued pumping. I could feel the soft head catch the edge of my pussy entrance, then slip away. This happened again and again. Each time I was left disappointed. Finally, he pulled back once more and thrust hard, his head splitting my inner labia and entering me. I came instantly, both of us moaning as we releasing our pent up anticipation.

“Ohh…mom…mmm….ooohhh…mom…yes…mom.” He thrust hard, inch after inch sinking into me. My head was back, mouth open, passionately moaning as he went deeper. I raised my leg giving him better access until he bottomed out against my ass. My son was the one fucking me now.

His hand found my breast and squeezed hard, pulling my torso firmly against him. He owned me completely.

I moaned back at him, “Yesss…Alex…yes…fuck me…please…”

He thrust a dozen more times then withdrew entirely. My heart sank. I looked over my shoulder as stood on his knees. I feared the situation had scared him, that I was about to lose him forever. I was so wrong.

He grabbed my knee and pulled it toward him. I rolled to my back, my legs opening before my son. He was looking directly at my glistening pussy – wet, gapped, and ready for more. I could only make out his silhouette in the darkness, but his eye flashed. He looked like a man. We both still had clothes on, but neither of us cared. He moved forward and laid on top of me. Our eyes met. He watched me as he guided himself into my pussy. He lowered his full weight onto me, his arms bracing only for balance. After months of being on top, I was finally pinned beneath him. It was exactly where I wanted to be. The smell of his hot body intoxicated me as he began thrusting his hips. I was now a toy for his sexual pleasure, and he used me accordingly.

After a few moments he raised himself on his hands and thrust into me hard. The slap was loud and crisp. His cock was hammering my cervix with each thrust, mixing pain with the pleasure. But the passion of his movements – his uncaged lust for me – made it something I craved.

My breasts swirled hypnotically as his body pushed into mine. I pushed them together with my arms and put my hands on his chest, feeling his tight muscles.

“Fuck me…fuck me, baby…I need your cum…please…give it to me…give it to me…”

His pace quickened. I could feel him swelling inside me. After another few strokes he laid on me once more. I rotated my hips and wrapped my legs around him. I held his head beside mine. He was breathing and moaning, his voice escalating in urgency.

“Ohh…ohhh…mom…I’m going to cum…I’m going to cum…”

“Cum in me…cum in me…please”

Our abdomens slapped together thrice more, then he slammed into me. He let out a tremendous sound as his body surged, all of his energy willing semen from his body into mine. My head went back as my vision flashed white. I could feel his cock repeatedly pushing against my cervix, his seed spraying almost directly into my womb. His body thrust forcefully into mine over and over, my clit mashed between us. The orgasm seized me completely, my diaphragm denying me breath.

At last my son’s body collapsed on top of me. I could feel his deep, rapid heartbeat in my belly. My body relaxed and I inhaled as though I’d been held underwater. My body quivered as the orgasm continued to drive me. We slowly recovered together. I pet his hair and rubbed his back, which was covered in a sheen of sweat.

He raised his body and looked at me, his face looking for my reaction. I smiled at him. “Thank you, baby.” He smiled back.

I gently beckoned him up. He stood at the foot of the bed, his cock still hard where it emerged from his boxers. A large wet spot surrounded it. I got up and walked to him, doffing my loose shirt along the way. I kissed his lips, and they kissed back. I hugged him, my breasts pushing against his bare chest. He hugged me back, deeply inhaling my scent. The man in front of me was more deeply alive than the unconscious boy I had bedded all those time.

I dropped to my knees in front of him and carefully pulled down his underwear. I looked up at his stunned face as I took his cum covered cock into my mouth, eventually taking all of it inside me, never breaking eye contact. I bobbed gently, cleaning our cum from his head and shaft. Then I lifted him and licked his balls, slowly jacking him. His hand instinctively held the back of my head, pulling me into him. I moaned deeply. I licked his perineum and bobbed his cock a bit more, then stood up. I held his hand and we walked to the shower. Our new life had started.

EPILOGUE

My son transformed into my lover. Between him and my career I was completely satisfied with life. I eventually told him about the side effect of his medicine and the effect his erections had on me. I told him about our sessions and all ways I had cared for him. He was surprised at first, but the stories soon became part of our love making. He loved hearing about the experiences of his body that his mind never knew.

He recalled medicine-induced dreams about me, and how they made him look at me as more than his mom. He said just the smell of me would make him hard. That made me smile. He was ecstatic when I started inviting him to hang out and sleep in my bed. He loved waking with his cock against me and his hand full of my breast, but he thought it was wrong, so he didn’t push it. Alex told me the morning in Chapter 5 was the best day of his life. Sweet boy.

As sex became a normal part of our lives Alex became the dominant figure. I yielded to him to the point of pain. That boy has an incredible imagination. I’ve never said no to him.

I’m a fan of poetic justice. So when Alex suggested I take one of his migraine pills and let him have his way with me, I agreed in an instant. I got wet thinking about him using my unconscious body. We checked the dosage and I took two, just to be sure. I woke the next morning covered and full of cum. I told him to use me and leave me filthy, like a whore. He didn’t disappoint. My mouth, pussy and ass were all sore. I deviously smiled as I felt cum flowing out of me in the shower. Maybe he’ll share the story here someday if a reader asks for it.

My fantasy about carrying my son’s baby became reality. My thirty-something peers were just having their first, so the timing wasn’t unreasonable. Alex was concerned about genetic issues, so he took charge of researching it. Turns out it’s only an issue after multiple generations. Once he felt comfortable I went off birth control. Knowing I was fertile made our sex ten times more erotic. He was constantly wanting to fuck me. My pussy was rarely not dripping with his cum. I was pregnant within weeks. He fucked me all through pregnancy, lovingly using for my big tits, belly and ass for his own pleasure. After little Emma was born Alex became a loving father, brother, and partner. After she goes to sleep he drinks from my swollen mammaries as he fucks me, giving me both relief and the most incredible orgasms. I haven’t started birth control yet. Soon my body will be ripe for another. It’ll be Alex’s choice.

When COVID hit we quarantined at home. Telework has been a blessing for all of us. I’m still getting paid the same, and I no longer have to masturbate at work. It’s rare for me to not be leaking cum by noon each day. We have a great life.

THE END

I hope you enjoyed these chapters. I can only imagine how much cum has been spilled because of them. If you made it to the end, leave a comment. What was the best part? What should I write next?

Fuzzybunnylove
8 comments

coupleanerdsReport 

2022-01-29 21:05:54
However, I agree with arealgasm that the last chapter was a slight letdown. I was kind of hoping, actually, while reading chapters 1 - 4, that you would find a clever way to end the story with him never waking up or finding out. I think the ending is still about as well designed as you could, considering they would become lovers, but could have been more nuanced about how he was seduced. And, imo, it is just not quite as erotic and naughtily taboo as the previous chapters. But, again, her taboo exploits with her sleeping son were hot af!

coupleanerdsReport 

2022-01-29 21:03:39
Great series. Nice, compact chapters, very nice writing. Her erotic feelings really come across and the reader can get into the feeling. Even though she's doing this to an unconscious youth, you still like her and share her compulsion and love the dirty details of the taboo. Her reasoning about a mother's love come across really well: you believe it, yet you kind of know she's making excuses for her own lust and convincing herself, and that was a lot of fun!

cum2meluvReport 

2022-01-01 17:27:08
Great great story. I love the part about "69" when you would such his cock, and grind your pussy on his face. Have your child breastfeed as the two of you make love, mmmmm!
I would like to see/read about a threesome. Maybe slip his girlfriend two pills and both of you FUCK her, unbeknown to her, it's a wonderful night.

arealgasmReport 

2021-12-11 13:29:38
The stories were wonderful! I couldn't help masturbating to each one except the last. The fifth chapter felt rushed, like you wanted to finish quickly. Remember to savor the stories you write, because you have a wonderful style and imagination. I'm sure the next writings will be wonderful. I enjoy a woman's perspective on every man's fantasy of forbidden sex with women in our family. A true story from your past, even a bit embellished, would be welcome. Keep going! Don't rush the finish. I'm perfectly willing to buy more tissues LOL.

jdmeyer72Report 

2021-12-11 04:04:58
Great series! hopefully we get more! You have a way with these stories

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