("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Dear Loving Mother by LankaCream (address withheld) *** A voluptuous mother's 25 year old architect son, David, returns to live with her, after abandonment by her husband for his 26 year old young PA. David has been away from home for 6 years at university and working. He is Mom's only child, although she had always wanted a daughter. David thought that old forbidden feelings for his mother has been overcome. Mother had given up on hopes for a daughter and David had given up on ever finding the woman of his dreams, a woman as beautiful and alluring as his own mother. Was there a forbidden impossible solution? (MF, inc, rom, preg) *** The first and only serious relationship of my young life had not worked out. I had known her since university days and we lived together for 2 years. I've had a few shorter relationships, but ultimately none of them have been fulfilling. There has always been something missing, an intimacy, a shared consciousness and vision, I'm not sure what. Frankly, I have already despaired of finding the right woman and have returned home to Mom. Dad left her for his 26 year old Executive Assistant a few months ago and so I gave up my position in the architecture firm in LA and returned home to live with Mom in New York, where I soon acquired a great job in an award winning firm of international architects. A great coup for a 25 year old. I couldn't understand my father's thinking. Mom is a glorious warm attractive sophisticated woman who still turns the heads of men and boys alike wherever she goes. What was he thinking? At the age of 43 she stands a 5' 8" tall auburn haired beauty with a voluptuous figure and in the prime of life. Her intelligence, wit, warmth and ready laugh that sounds like warm treacle with a pinch of wickedness, draws people to her like bees to honey. All my life I have admired my mother, she has been the centre of my existence in many ways. Like many teenage boys, she formed the first and central core of my sexual fantasies, as she did for many of my male friends I'm sure. God knows how many pairs of her panties I extracted from the laundry basket between the ages of 12 and 18. Every night I would wrap a pair around my cock to catch the copious outpourings of my teenage ejaculations as I fantasised about having my cock in that place where those panties had spent hours modestly protecting and caressing earlier that day. I scored a scholarship to Harvard and lived there for 4 years, graduating with honours. After graduation I found a top job in LA with a reputable firm, where I put theory into practice, learning a lot in the 2 years after leaving university. During those 6 years away from home I sowed my wild oats and did my best to excise my childish incest infatuation with Mom, or I thought I had. I returned home to be with Mom as she sounded lonely and devastated, although to be truthful, it was equally because I missed her sorely as well. Over the past 6 years we had caught up during uni vacations and every 3 months or so when I was in LA, but it was not the same as living with her and being with her every day. When she met me at Kennedy International my heart sang and as we wrapped our arms around each other I was flooded with love, contentment and the realisation that I was home, home with Mom where I only ever wanted to be. At that point I was not thinking sex, I was just thinking that I wanted to be with Mom, to be in her company and bask in her warmth, love and intelligent interesting company. Whatever feelings of loss she had for my father were no longer evident and she seemed to perk up and return to her normal cheeky zest for life demeanour. Chapter 2: Return of the Devil's Serpent The first night at home those evil thoughts of my youth returned. It was summer and Mom had changed into a dark red satin nightie after dinner. We were sitting on the lounge together, having a glass of wine and chatting. Mom had her legs curled under her and was facing me, our knees touching. Try as I did, I couldn't help admiring her physical beauty. It was evident that she did not have a bra on as her very large nipples were poking out prominently against the soft thin satin of her nightie. Mom's hair is a glorious shiny mass of lush auburn waves that cascades to her shoulders, offsetting her beautiful face with its strong features of prominent cheekbones, wide full lipped mouth, deep green eyes and light olive perfect skin. She is the picture of health and beauty that all teenage girls aspire to be. Andie McDowell meets Grace Kelly. As we spoke I couldn't put a stop to the growing arousal in my groin, despite my best intentions to focus on our conversation. Mom changed the position of her legs and in the process her legs parted. I was given a brief view up her inner thighs to the prominent bulge at their juncture. Instead of a teasing view of her panties I was the lucky recipient of an all too brief view of a glorious thick thatch of soft pubic hair, a thick forest providing a tantalising cover of modesty to the entrance of her womanhood, the sacred cavern that gave me life. That was it. My cock rose to full erection within seconds but luckily the loose Balinese sarong I was wearing afforded me a modest cover, unlike Mom, who had just given me a small glimpse of paradise. I both lost it and found it at that point. Within minutes the realisation hit me like a divine revelation. All my life I have been looking for the ideal woman, someone like my mother, a woman with all her magnificent virtues of soul, mind and physicality. Yet that woman has been in my life forever, it is Mom! Looking at it from all angles it seemed so right to me. Dad has gone now and Mom had revealed to me that the marriage had been in name only the past 3 years while Dad had been having the affair with his PA. Mom and I got on famously, with interests, outlook on life and sense of humour in harmony. She is gorgeous and my ultimate sexual fantasy. But, how to achieve this dream? As we spoke late into the night we laughed, cried, hugged and recounted old times and plans for the future. Somehow I managed to hide my enormous erection from Mom and refrain from any crude sexual advances. Then it came, that breakthrough moment that gave me an opportunity to enter that duality, a minefield of potential offensiveness and hurt or, my nirvana, a union with my mother, a partnership in life and a coupling of our loins. Mom asked me if I wanted marriage and children and who I wished for as my wife. I choose to answer the question in part, leaving the key thought to later. I said yes, I would like to have 2 children, in quick succession as I wanted them to be close friends, hopefully a boy and a girl, or maybe 2 girls, but at the very least, I would be totally happy if I had a daughter, as long as she was ",just like you Mom." Mom smiled and chuckled at the later comment slapped me playfully on the leg and said ",oh you flatterer." To delay answering on the qualities of my future wife I threw it back to her and said, "and what about you Mom, what are your plans, did you ever want another child apart from me?" Mom revealed that she had always wanted a daughter, but that my father had gone cold on the idea of more kids after me, much to her distress. It had been an issue throughout their marriage unbeknown to me. Mom also said that she now couldn't quite countenance having another child, even though she is totally healthy and capable, as she is 100% content with me and would somehow be unsettled knowing my future sister would not be a full blood sibling, saying; " If I had children by different fathers I would never feel right about it, but, oh, I would have loved a daughter." For a brief moment she had a sad wistful look, that told a story of a future that would always have a big unfilled gap in it, but then she quickly put on a big smile and said; "so, what about that future wife of yours, the mother of your children, what is she going to be like baby?" My answer was unhesitating as I responded looking her straight in the eye with as much of the love and conviction I could convey; "Mom, she will be just like you, I will not be happy unless I can find another woman as beautiful and as wonderful as you, to be my life partner and the mother of my children. Now, as that seems highly unlikely Mom, I guess I'll just have to spend the rest of my life with you, looking after, protecting and loving you, unless you find another husband of course?" Mom blushed, something she very rarely does, again chuckled, gave me another playful slap and a hug, before releasing me; " Oh David you silly boy, but it was nice of you to say it anyway, there are lots of lovely young women out there I'm sure who could be just right for you, you don't have to be tied up with an old woman like me for the rest of your life." I responded by pulling her over to me, getting her to rest her head on my shoulder while I put my arm around her and rested my chin softly on her head as we snuggled up; "Mom, I could think of nothing more appealing and exciting as living the rest of my life with you, the most gorgeous woman on the planet." I could feel Mom's heart pounding fast as she crushed her fantastic breasts against my chest; "Oh Darling you say the sweetest silliest things at times, but, oh, you silly lovely boy." Did I detect a little positive signal there, it certainly seemed so. Keeping Mom snuggled against me I ventured into dangerous territory, artfully I thought; "Mom, can I ask you something strange, but don't take offence?" Mom said of course I could ask her anything, knowing that I would never hurt her intentionally. With trepidation I then said; "Mom, just imagine hypothetically, if you were not my mother and you had met and got to know me as well as you do now, would you consider having a relationship with me, perhaps marrying me and having a child by me?" My heart was in my mouth and I held my breath as I waited fearfully for her reaction. Mom disentangled herself from me and sat up, but with our arms around each other as we sat side by side on the sofa. She had a strange look on her face, but still one of warmth and said; "Darling, what a very strange thing to say, why do you ask such a thing?" With a slight tremor I said; "Oh, I'm not quite sure Mom, it's just that I've spent the last 6 years sowing my wild oats so to speak with young women only to be always left feeling totally dissatisfied and empty. In the last 12 hours since we have been back together, I've been so absolutely happy, you give me the fulfillment that no woman ever has." Mom was now blushing florid and her nipples were even more pronounced. I thought I better dilute that statement a bit in case I had offended; "Mom, you know, it's just a thought that occurred to me out of the blue, it seems so strange that I've never found a woman who compares to you. It has been just so lovely to be back with you again Mom, you make me feel so happy, and it is nice to be in the company of the world's most gorgeous woman, if I may so without offending you, it's just a hypothetical fantasy Mom, what if I found someone like you, your age, and what if I wasn't your son, I'm just reflecting on how strange life is Mom, how cruel fate can be at times." Mom smiled, a subtle almost flirtatious smile; "You are a bit of a one aren't you, well Darling, I'll be honest with you and feed your ego, if I met a gorgeous young hunk of man like you David I'd likely snap him up straight away, but, as you say, fate is sometimes unkind, guess we'll just have to meet next time round eh big boy?" As Mom finished she glanced at my crutch, oh my God, my sarong had loosened as we were cuddling and talking and about 4" of my cock had slipped into view, its huge bulbous head showing a pearly drop of pre-cum. It was now my turn to blush as I hurriedly shoved it back out of site and apologised profusely to Mom. She is turn started to giggle. As I looked up at her I saw both the humour and a beautiful woman that I just had to have, at least once. I pounced on Mom and started tickling and wrestling her like we used to a lot years ago. "Oh, so you think it's funny do you Mommy" I said (reverting to child context) as Mom tried to fend me off. We were now stretched out fully on the sofa with me on top of Mom and she giggling as she vainly tried to push me off with unconvincing attempts and mock protest. And then it happened. My sarong completely untied and although still draped over my arse and the back of my legs, was totally apart at the front, my erect cock free of its cloth confines. Moms mid thigh length satin nighties had crept up to her waist in our playful wrestle. A bolt of pleasure coursed up my cock and encapsulated my groin as I felt my cock caressed by the flesh of her soft thighs. Mom felt it at the same time and her eyes and mouth opened wide, but no words came from either of us as we realised what at happened. I broke the ice; "Oh Mom," I gushed. "Oh Mom, oh Mom, I love you so!" With that I eased up a few inches and my throbbing cock was engulfed by Mom's huge soft bush. Mom put her hands on my chest and pushed, but not with her full strength. "Oh David, David, what are you doing, get off me straight away, I'm your Mother!" I took both Mom's wrists and held them behind her head firmly but gently. "Oh Mom, I love you so much, I want only you, Dad's gone now, I don't want any other woman, I want to be with you forever, let me protect you, love you, give you all the love and devotion any woman could ever hope for, I worship you Mom, you're so beautiful" Mom looked very startled and pleaded; "Please David, this is so wrong, you can't do this to me, we can't, oh god, I'm your Mother, it's so wrong can't you see, what has got into you, please get off." But Mom wasn't pushing me off too hard, she wasn't pulling her pussy away from my throbbing invading cock. "Oh Mom, can't you see, I'm so hopelessly totally in love with you, you're all I've really wanted since the age of 12, I've lusted after you for 13 years. Mom, you said you wanted a daughter but couldn't sanction having another child who was not my full sibling, not of the same gene pool as you, me and Dad, well Mom, I'm your answer, our children will be all of the same gene pool. Mom looked at me horrified, but not terrified, a crucial difference. "David, you're insane, I'm your Mother, this is incest, you, we, can't, this is impossible, please stop Darling, I love you, don't spoil it for us." I looked at Mom with love and lust, released my grip on her slightly but did not let her slip from under me, as I spoke I slowed slid my cock back & forth through her delightful thick bush, finally finding her silken gash, it was very moist and slippery, with the erotic viscous extrusions of her arousal. "Oh Mom, can't you see how right it is, we know and love each other, we love each others company, you're young, I cannot imagine you having sex with another man, I'm your man Mom, you're my woman, you excite me like no other, I want to go through the rest of my life with you Mom, holding your hand, loving and adoring you, bear my child, be my wife, no-one has to know, we can stay in New York or move to Europe, be my partner for the rest of our lives Mother, be my beautiful wife and I will be your loving faithful husband." By now the head of my cock was rubbing against Mom's huge aroused clit, and my cock had seeped it a generous outpouring of lubricating pre-cum all along her slit. Her beautiful warm gorgeous cunt was ready for my incestuous invasion." Mom's protest continued, but less urgent; "Please don't baby, it's not right... we will both regret this, please, ooh, please, uh ungh oh, no." My throbbing cock continued to caress her slit, juices were now flowing freely from her cunt. My cock had never felt so hard or so enlarged. Never had sexual foreplay felt so good. Without even ejaculating I was in a state of ecstasy such as I had never before experienced. "Oh Mom, Mom, it feels so good Mom, you feel so right Mom, it feels so right, it does doesn't it Mom, surely you can see how right it feels, be honest with your feelings Mom, we were meant to be together, how can something as beautiful as this be wrong Mom?" "Oh God, please, no, we, I, we can't, oh no no, aarrrh, no! PLEASE, NO, NO, DON'T BABY, nnnnnnnnghhh NO! NO!" The large head of my cock entered the entrance to her love canal, the same canal I travelled down 25 years ago. I pulled it back slightly and then slowly, ever so slowly, pushed it into the dark wet tunnel of my desire. My cock was caressed by a warm velvet glove, engulfed inside my Mother. Never had my cock experienced such pleasure, a pleasure beyond description. All I could do was groan and sigh as my sperm shaft approached the cavern of my origin. Finally my cock pressed against Mom's cervix, and my balls were pushed firmly against her arse. Our thick hairy pubic thatches were an interwoven wet mess of sexuality. I did not dare move, for fear of blowing my load. My cock was throbbing with a strength and intensity I'd never known. Mom must surely have felt its throbbing presence, she commenced to thrust against me. "Oh no baby, please, don't do this, unnh, we shouldn't be doing this, I, oh God, oh baby, oh baby, it's sooooooooooo wrong, mmmm, sooooo nice, oh God, God forgive me, nnnngghh, aaarrrhh." I had to know, I didn't just want sex with Mom. "Oh Mom, oh Mom, I love you so much, tell me Mom, tell me, tell me you'll be my wife, the mother of my children and my lover, for the rest of our lives." Mom finally opened her eyes, they were glazed but had a fire in them I had never seen before, her mouth was open but no words came out, finally she spoke, in a deep throaty growl. "Oh son, my son, yes, I've had these lurid forbidden thoughts of you too, I found my panties soaked in your semen from the age of 12. I knew what you fantasised of, I engaged in that evil fantasy too, but I thought I had expunged it when you left for university, but, now it is back, but we can't baby, don't you see how wrong it is, how will it be when you're 40 and I'm 58, when you're 50 and I'm 68, will you still want to be my proud husband then, please Darling, it can't be!" "Oh Mom, how shallow and unthinking do you think I am, I've thought about all of that, I've thought about the future through to our old age, is this any different to a man of 43 and a woman of 25, that age difference has existed all over the world for centuries and is fully accepted, why should we be denied our happiness, oh Mom, I love you so, please be my wife." I looked at Mom with all consuming tenderness and love, and kissed her tenderly on the lips, we looked into each other's eyes for what seemed to be forever, a hollow fear in my stomach as I waited for her response, there was no way I would consummate my invasion of her womb by ejaculating inside her, that would be an unforgivable desecration, although it was going to be hard enough getting over these forced actions of mine as it is, I was about to pull out when Mom finally spoke. "Oh Darling, yes, OH YES, of course I would love to be your wife, and for you to be my husband, but promise me, this is not just an erotic fantasy you want to fulfil because of it's incestuous forbidden nature, your love for me has to be that of a man for a woman, a man for his wife, I know you love me as your Mother, but this new love has to be much more than that" Before answering I bent down and quickly gave Mom a full hungry open mouth kiss, her mouth opened and for an all too brief time our tongues caressed, communicating a mutual lust; "Oh Mom, oh Mother, my heart will burst with love should you consent to being my wife, of being your life partner, my wife, for the rest of my life. I want a wife Mom, someone to share all of life with, to honour, and to share the raising of our child, our daughter I hope!" Mom face radiated one of her magnificent smiles; "Then be a good husband to me David, now, fuck the living daylights out of me, fill me with sperm my lover, fill me with your potent sperm, I'm ovulating now Darling, so send your sperm into my womb, find an egg, fertilise the womb you came from, FILL ME WITH YOUR DELICIOUS WICKED COCK, EMPTY YOUR BALLS OF THEIR CREAMY INCESTUOUS LOAD, IMPREGNATE MOMMY, IMPREGNATE ME NOW MY SON, MY HUSBAND" That was all I needed. I pulled my cock out and rammed it in hard, I rammed it in and out with a ferocity I had never known, I was impregnating my own Mother, my Mommy, my Mom, my lover, my wife, no other cunt will ever receive my cock, no other cunt will be filled by my creamy seed, all my sperm is for my Mother, My Wife, forever. For the next 15 minutes all that could be heard was the lurid sounds of a cock going in and out of a very wet cunt, an incestuous son's cock in a mother's incestuous cunt, the squelching noises of a furious forbidden union, the coupling of loins that many mothers and sons fantasise of but never occurs, fertilisation is about to occur, I then took Mom's right hand and drew into down between our thrusting groins; "Oh Mom, hold my balls, fondle them, squeeze them, milk the sperm from my balls Mommy, make sure very drop gets out," I cried out. Mom seized my large swollen silken sack and looked at me with an awesome lust consumed hunger; "Oh yes baby, I will milk you dry, do it now my son, DO IT, FILL ME UP, FILL ME UP." I felt my balls tighten in Mom's caressing firm hold, I felt her squeezing them like an expert milkmaid, a sperm-maid, Mom's my sperm-maid, she'll be emptying her son's balls for decades to come, then it came, like an express train roaring out of a long dark tunnel in the dead of night, the first thick rope of semen roared up my sperm shaft and shot out of the eye of my cock like the first burst from a fire-hose, it splashed against Mom's cervix coating it in a thick layer of hot potent cream. There was enough sperm in that first thick rope to fertilise all the women in New York, but that was just the first creamy incestuous wad, Mom felt that first rope as it splashed her fertile womb' "OH BABY, OH BABY, MOMMY FEELS YOUR HOT CUM, FILL ME, FERTILISE ME, FILL ME WITH BABIES NOW!" I thought I'd never stop, thick ropes of my potent sperm laden semen poured into Mommy's fertile womb, "Oh Mom, OH MOMMY, I'm CUUUMMING MOMMY, CUUUUMMINNG for YOU, nnnnnnggghh, aaaaaarrrggghh, I'M FUCKING YOUR CUNT MOMMY!!!" Mom was growling and wailing like a banshee, lucky we live in a soundproof penthouse, I could not believe the raunchy lust crazed words she was screaming out; "Aaaaaahhh, yes, Yes, YES, oh yes you MOTHER-FUCKER, SPILL YOUR SEED IN MOMMY'S BIG HAIRY CUNT, FIRE THAT COCK BIG BOY, FERTILSE MOTHER'S WOMB, IT'S YOUR CUNT NOW, aaaaaarrrgggg, Ooooooh, nnnGGGGGHHH, Mommy's is, cuuuuuummmmming babeeeeeee, FUCK MY CUNT FOREVER DARLING, OOOOOOHHHH, nnnnnnnggghhh, soooooo nice, so NICE, Mom's little boy has such a nice cock for Mommy, So much lovely SPERM, GIVE IT ALL TO MEEEEEEE, nnnghhh. CUUUUUUMMMING agaaaaainnnn!! MOMMY IS MAKING US A BABY NOW DARLING. YOU'RE MAKING A BABY IN YOUR MOTHER'S WOMB, YOUR WIFE'S WOMB IS YOURS!!" That was the night of the conception of the first of our healthy children, a daughter/granddaughter/sister. Mom's huge milky tits fed Daddy as well! END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 59