A dark and unforgettable story of a loving mother and her hormone dominated son who break all the rules! Can the mother say no to her lust crazed son? Will the son obey his mother? In nine months, they have their answer! This is a novel of fiction only for entertainment. A reminder that what is debased and perverted for some may well be normal for others.
“Hey sweetheart, you home yet?” Mom called out from the kitchen. It’s been three weeks since I dumped three loads of hot sperm in her; two in her pussy. And in all that time she hasn’t said anything about it; not even in private. It’s as if that fuck fest never happened.
Talk about fucking with somebody’s mind.
“No mom, it’s your son’s ghost who’s home. Jeez.” Sometimes mothers can really be airheads.
“Heehee, stop it or I won’t tell you about the pregnancy result!”
“What?” Talk about getting my attention. I walked over to the kitchen where she was making dinner.
“What the fuck! You want dad to hear or…”
She was wearing only a black thong and black push up bra, along with black high heel pumps and fishnet stockings; her erect nipples must have stood out a good three inches.
“Sweetie, I hope you don’t mind leftovers; dad’s staying late at a meeting and Joey is sleeping over with Buddy.” Sneering at my shocked expression, “and besides, the pregnancy test came back negative, which means you got work to do buster!”
“That’s ok mom, I like a challenge and besides,” and now I was staring at her nipples, “I have a few things I want to try out on you.”
“Oohh how yummy! I can hardly wait to swallow!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be behind you all the way; I’ll back you up, real good!”
“Ha, you’re getting kinda sassy, there buster! I’m going to have to knock you down a peg or two!” Giggling, she turned off the stove and walked provocatively towards the stairs and up to her bedroom.