Mom doing anything for kids has a new meaning – 3

As we lay in bed together, Brian with his hand over my lower abdomen, the shock of his question began to wear off. He had been fucking me deeper than anyone ever had and releasing his seed directly into my cervix. His swimmers didn’t have to go very far to break into my egg. That thought was the only thought on my mind at the moment and although I knew it would be impossible to explain how a new baby was growing in my womb for the first time in 9 years, I really hoped one was. I know this is crazy, a mother wanting her son’s baby to be forming and growing, but the thought brought me incredible joy. I laid there with Brian behind me, imagining what kind of baby I would have.

I had always wanted more children but it never worked out with my husband after our youngest daughter was born. We never discussed it but I always had the feeling he preferred not to have any more. In fact in the nine years since her birth I bet I could remember ever time he actually fucked me and filled me with his seed. It was less times than my son Brian had fucked me and filled me in the last two days.

Of course I was getting ahead of myself. My cycle is quite irregular and I am not sure when I am ovulating, when I am fertile, so there is a very good chance I was getting my hopes up only to be dashed. I hadn’t even considered what Brian might think of his mother being pregnant with his child. Although what he was doing at the moment felt very nice. He was rubbing his fingers between my labia, circling my clit and pressing his erect cock up between my legs. I wondered how he could be hard already. His seed was still spilling out of me from the incredible fucking he gave me moments ago.

And without saying a word he slipped inside, me again. His steal cock pressed up deep into me, already pressing against my cervix. Is this how he felt? Did he want his mother to carry his baby? He just discovered I was not on birth control and his first thought is to fuck me. And by letting him fuck me right now was I indicating I was hoping we could be pregnant together? Prior to this I had honestly forgotten about not being on birth control, but in this moment it was all I could think about – no I was not on any birth control, and if Brian cums inside me again, I know the risk. Why wasn’t I stopping him?

Brian slowly worked his cock in and out of my pussy. He was fucking me very deliberately, more like making love to me. We were spooning and he rocked back and forth on the bed, pressing up and in, still more deeply than anyone ever had. I was rocking back to meet him. It felt so good. It was more emotional than any of our previous copulations. Nothing was said between us, he and I moved together, seemingly with one goal, to draw his seed deep into my womb. Without saying it, we both knew we wanted it. We both wanted to commit this act, fully aware what we were doing, hoping this would lead to conception. I was imaging his seed flooding into me and penetrating my egg. Slowly a baby growing, a Boy like his father, strong and powerful and yet able to hold me in his arms tenderly and loving and make me feel more like a woman than I ever.

He kissed the back of my neck. He squeezed my breast in his hand. I remembered when he would draw milk from it and I tried to imagine how soon it would be filled with milk again, for his baby. His other hand pressed against my womb, as if he was trying to will life inside me. Slowly and methodically, his steal cock expanded and squirted inside me. Our pace remained slow and he filled me. Signaling my approval I squirted back at him, my orgasm wetter than any other before it. How could I be so excited? It was a morning of being fucked, I should have been dry and empty, yet in that moment, we two lovers gave all we had to the other, total giving and receiving.

He whispered, “I love you.”

I confirmed my love for him, “I love you too, Brian” and I realized I meant more than motherly love.

We laid together, him inside me, as if trying to keep his seed from running out. His baby makers had every chance to dance freely inside me, searching for that egg, penetrating it and beginning new life, a new life we both wanted.