Teaching Our Son pt 1

THIS IS A SHORT FICTIONAL STORY I WROTE FOR A FRIEND. IT DOES INVOLVE YOUNG INCEST SO IF YOU DON’T WANT TO READ ABOUT THAT PLEASE TURN AWAY

Amber and I had been together for six years now. As friends, lovers, and mother and son. Though no true blood bond, we are as close as any son and mother could ever be. Our first few months together were true bliss, the chemistry was amazing. It was less than 3 hours upon our first meeting that our bodies joined in love and ecstasy. It was truly the best sex and love making I’ve ever experienced, and each time after that only grew more and more deep. Of course came the day when Amber became pregnant, and I couldn’t be happier.

I easily recall laying with her upon her 7th month, her womb was clearly showing, glowing and beaming as our son stirred within her. Kissing slowly along her stomach and trailing down with my tongue and lips, I would not stop til I reached between her legs. Breathing in her sweet scent and kissing her maternal sex, already glistening and dripping with passion. My tongue would caress her clit, spreading the labia and licking up her offering as much as possible. Amber moaned and rocked her hips, grinding her pregnant pussy into her son’s mouth, my tongue now curling deeply and massaging her inner walls. I could feel her sex quiver beneath my tongue as I knew her orgasm was drawing near. I stopped, but would not let her body go untouched, quickly kissing her luscious lips and slipping my throbbing hardness between her pussylips, pushing forward as the head slipped in with ease, slowly accepting the girth of the shaft. Our moans and heavy breathing would find a similar rhythm until they synced, looking into her open windows of eyes, our bodies were in perfect union. We gripped eachother and moaned loudly, her walls tightening as my shaft thickened, both sexes twitching and pulsating in bliss until we both came together, her womb accepting my thick seed as it had many times before, though this time the idea of marking my mother’s already marked womb drove me into deep orgasm, much thicker and longer than before. As our orgasms subsided, but not too much after I could not resist sitting between her legs once again, watching my seed bubble and drip from her opening, licking slowly the sweet cream onto my tongue and kissing her as we both enjoy our flavors.

Five years later our little boy was already showing signs of being a great boy with much intelligence.