Son of Mine

Karen let her head drop onto her pillow, her eyes closed in reverie. She rubbed her nipples up and down on the crisp bed sheet, allowing the friction to send electric sparks of lust ripping through her body. Ray's head was like a bobble-head doll as he fought for control.

"Uh, uh, uh," he grunted. "I can't hold it back any longer, Mom. I'm... gonna... cummmmmmm!"

"Oh baby, go on, fuck my ass and fill me up," Karen panted. "C'mon big boy! Shoot your cum! Do it! Do it! Do it!"

And he did. With a few final deep thrusts, Ray felt the cum boil from his balls, race through his shaft and explode out the end of his cock, bathing his mother's bowels in hot semen. He felt like his entire insides were coming out the end of his dick as he completely let himself go.

Karen was right there with him, as her body was wracked by a megaton orgasm that shook her from head to toe. Cum cream covered her hand as she clawed at her pussy, trying to keep the sensations flowing as long as possible.

Ray just kept humping, even as they both slumped onto the bed, their bodies still twitching as their orgasms played themselves out. No words were necessary; they just fell asleep where they lay, exhausted, and Ray was already asleep before his wilted cock finally oozed from Karen's widespread asshole.

This time, it was Karen who woke up first, a little after 11 that Sunday morning. The summer sun was shining through the window, washing over the bed in bright light. The brightness of the day matched her mood as she looked over at the sleeping love of her life, the man - and he was a man now - she'd always kept in her heart as her No. 1.

But now Ray was not only her son, her baby, her only child, but her lover. She knew incest was one of society's most fundamental taboos, one of the most egregious sins, and in many contexts, that view was warranted. She could never have lived with herself if she'd done this even two years earlier, when Ray was 17. Now, however, he was an adult in her eyes, and capable of making an intelligent decision about what he wanted to do and who he wanted to do it with.

She got up to use the bathroom, and when she was finished, she looked at herself in the full-length mirror behind the bathroom door. Her hair was a tangled mess, stringy with dried sweat. Her entire body was sticky, also with layers of dried sweat. Her entire crotch was sore and was still gooey with what was left of Ray's cum, and the insides of her thighs were caked with dried semen. Her breasts were pinkish from where they'd been groped, and her nipples were chafed from where she'd rubbed them vigorously on her sheet. She had a small hickey on her neck from where Ray had nipped at her in his passion. Her muscles ached from her exertions and she was still tired as could be.

Karen thought she'd never looked or felt better in her life.

Still wearing her stickiness, the filth of lovemaking, like a badge, she padded naked to the kitchen and made coffee. She was standing by the oven when she felt Ray's presence behind her, and he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close. Karen breathed a sigh of contentment as she leaned back into his arms.

"I love you, Mom," Ray said.

"I love you, too, Ray-Ray," Karen replied, using the pet name she had for him when he was a small child.

"Any regrets?" he asked.

"None whatsoever," she answered. Then she turned around and kissed her son deeply, and she felt his cock stir yet again, starting to stiffen into her abdomen.

"My God," she said when they broke their kiss. "I can't believe you've got anything left in that thing after what you did to me last night."

"Hey, Mom, I'm 19," Ray said in a laughing tone of voice. "Our powers of recuperation are legendary."

"No doubt," Karen said. "But let's wait a little. I need coffee, a shower and something to eat. And then I have something special I want to do with him."

She gave his cock a loving squeeze, then they sat at their square kitchen table and drank coffee. Ray threw on some shorts and retrieved the Sunday paper, and they sat naked drinking coffee and reading the paper. After they'd read the interesting sections of the paper, they decided to go back and take a bath, rather than a shower. They agreed that they wanted to kick back, relax and discuss some issues concerning the changed nature of their relationship.

The bath was indeed hot and relaxing, and they sat together soaking up the ambience and talking. In the harsh light of day, there were some decisions they needed to make about how to pursue what they hoped would be a long-term incestuous relationship. Karen had found what she'd always been searching for sexually and relationally, and she had no intention of giving him up. And Ray had achieved the fulfillment of all of his dreams. He had the sexiest, most beautiful, most perfect woman in the world and he knew there could be no other for him.

They would have to move, and soon. Ray had already been talking about accelerating his curriculum to graduate from community college in December, and he had gotten information on several colleges in the metro area, since at the time he had figured to be living there. Now, however, he would start looking further afield, maybe even out of state, to a quiet place where they could live openly as a couple without attracting much suspicion, someplace with a good law school. And they talked about the possibility of Karen attending college, since Ray's birth had ended those plans nearly 20 years ago. So many possibilities had become open to them now that they had broken the barrier and become one.

As the water cooled, they got serious about bathing. Karen grabbed a rag and the soap and set about washing her lover clean of the remains of their lust. When she was finished, she instructed him to sit on the side of the tub. She spread his legs and sucked his cock into her mouth. Immediately, she felt it swell, and she quickly began to bob her head up and down on the rapidly-stiffening flesh. When he was fully hard, sucked him all the way, until her nose was mashed in his damp pubic hair, and felt his cock burrow into her throat. Three times she sucked him all the way in, then she pulled away and told him it was time for him to wash her.

"Jesus, Mom, where did you learn to suck a cock like that?" Ray said.

"Oh, here and there," she replied.

Ray just nodded sardonically, and set about lovingly soaping up and rinsing his mother's hot body. He also spend a lot of time shampooing her lustrous black hair, running his fingers through it as he massaged the shampoo and conditioner. He also spend some time soaping the inside of Karen's pussy, and she lay back and let the orgiastic feelings begin to build.

But she stopped him before they went too far. She had definite plans for this afternoon, and she wanted to let her arousal simmer a little bit.

After finishing their bath, they decided to fix pancakes and bacon. Ray had a high time daubing pancake batter on his mom's nipples and licking it off. There were few words as they ate, just smoldering looks of lust.

When they had cleared the dishes from the table and straightened up the kitchen, Karen instructed Ray to sit back down in thechair. His cock was already half-hard from anticipation of another round of love with his mom, and he was ready. Karen's still-damp hair swayed in dark strands as walked over to stand in front of him. She stared at him for just a moment before kneeling down on the floor. She pulled open his legs and ran her hands between them, up the insides of his thighs to his cock, which twitched in respponse. She picked up his balls and cock in both hands and lightly massaged them, feeling the slick wetness of his pre-cum. She brought her face right up to his dick and whispered, as much to it as to Ray.

"I told you I wanted to taste your cum," she said. "I want you to fill my belly with your hot cream."

Karen started by licking the shaft of his cock like an ice cream cone, lapping it in up and down strokes as she held it up with her fist. Her tongue circled the head, under the crown, then back down the shaft. She laved his balls with her tongue, then sucked each one into her mouth lightly, as Ray threw his head back and groaned in ecstacy.

Back up the shaft she licked, up to the head, then she opened her mouth and let the head slip past her lips. She sucked just the head for a few seconds, then slowly drew him into her mouth. When he was about halfway in, the head of his cock encountered the entrance to his mother's throat, but she just opened up and sucked him all the way in. Her lips pursed at the base of his cock as drool began to run out the corners of her mouth.

When she thought she was about to choke, she pulled her head back up and began to slowly work two-thirds of his cock rhythmically back and forth in her hot mouth. Her tongue rolled around the head and shaft as she worked him.

Karen's eyes were half-shut as though she was lost in some ozone layer. And, in a sense, she was. As she lovingly sucked her son's throbbing dick, it drove home just how much she enjoyed sucking a hard cock. Sucking cock had been her introduction to sex way back in her sophomore year of high school, when her first boyfriend came to the startling conclusion that the shy, but gorgeous brunette who rarely said boo in class had a nasty streak a mile wide. She'd offered to blow him in a futile effort to preserve her virginity as long she could.

Ray's moans of pleasure brought her back to the present, and she looked up him with loving eyes as she filled her mouth with his meat. Every once in awhile, she'd plunge his whole length into her throat, but for now, she was content to work about half of him in her mouth.

Ray couldn't believe the feeling of his mom's talented mouth on his cock. There was no question that he was under the care of a woman who loved to suck cock. He grooved on how she looked up at him with her mouth full of his cock. It gave him an incredible feeling of power to know his mother worshipped his dick like that. Sloppy, rhythmic sounds wafted up from where Karen steadily worked his cock.

When she finally pulled her mouth off his cock and took several deep breaths, Ray just shook his head in wonder. After sliding Ray's cock back into her mouth, Karen reached down with her free hand and began to strum her engorged clit with her middle finger. She wasn't terribly concerned about getting herself off, but she did want to keep her fires banked. No, this was for Ray, strictly for his pleasure, his enjoyment. There would be times when she would expect similar treatment, but now was not the time.

Karen sucked on her son's cock for a few more minutes, but she felt her knees starting to get sore, and she had an idea of how she could really give Ray a treat.

She stood up and pulled Ray up from the chair. She gave him a deep kiss, and Ray got a good taste of himself.

"I told you I want you to take me every way you can," Karen said with an excited tone. "You ever hear of a skullfuck?"

Ray gave her a puzzled look and shook his head. Karen gave him a wicked smile.

"Watch this," she said.

Karen climbed onto the kitchen table and laid down on her back. Ray's eyes widened as he watched his sexy mom stretch herself on the table, which was covered by a tablecloth. Karen scooted back until her head was hanging off the edge then she reached back with her hands for Ray's cock.

"Cmon, baby, fuck Mama's mouth," Karen purred. "Just treat me like a whore. Fuck my face and fill me with your cum."

Ray stroked his wet cock, which looked like an iron bar. He walked over to where Karen's head hung off the table and dangled his cock over her face. He rubbed the leaking head all over her face, her nose, eyes and over her lips and outstretched tongue, as Karen squealed with delight. Reaching up with her hands, she took Ray's cock and guided it to her wide-open mouth. Her tongue lashed the head as Ray fed into into her mouth, and she kept licking as he slowly drove his cock past her mouth and into her throat.

Once he was in almost all the way, Ray pulled back then began to drive his cock back and forth in his mom's throat. He felt a shiver run through his body as he watched Karen's throat. He could actually see the outline of his cock as pumped in her throat. Faster and harder, he fucked his mom's mouth, as a stream of drool flowed past her lips and down her chipmunk cheeks.

Karen could feel another blazing orgasm building and she spread her legs and began to furious work her cunt with her hands. Three fingers of one hand plunged frantically in her pussy, while her other hand mauled her clit and squeezed her labia. The lack of air created almost an intoxicating feeling in her body as sweat broke out all over. Muffled squeals that were equal parts lust and concern came from her ravaged throat.

Just for a moment, Ray pulled his cock from her mouth and let Karen gulp air into her lungs while he slapped her face with his cock and rubbed it all over her face.

Then he shoved it brutally back into her mouth, grabbed his mother's head with both hands and resumed pounding her throat with his cock. And all the time he was giving her his best sexual patter.

"Aww yeah, suck it, Mom," he growled, the beast in him having been unleashed. "You wanted it hard, well here it is. Take every bit of it, bitch."

He could feel a hard stony load coming quickly to a boil, and he could tell that Karen was getting close as well from the way she was thrashing on the table and the way her hips were coming up to try to suck both her hands into her pussy. Gasping, Ray picked up his pace almost to a blur as he felt the tingle in his scrotum pass the point of control.

"Ah yeah, I'mmm cummmmmmmin'," he wailed. And he felt a machine-gun burst of cum jet out the end of his cock she spew deep into his mother's stomach. Karen swallowed frantically to get every drop as she tumbled off the cliff in a thrashing climax. She jerked and twitched as the ppowerful orgasm rocked her from head to toe.

Ray shot every bit of cum he had in his balls before he finally pulled his slowly wilting cock from his mom's mouth. He staggered backward and practically fell into a chair, while Karen sucked in deep gulps of air, her chest heaving as she rolled her head onto the table and fought for some semblence of conciousness.

They just lay back where they were, stunned by the intensity of what they'd just done. When the madness passed from Ray's mind, he felt a wave of remorse.

"Mom?" he asked in a small voice. "Are you OK? I'm sorry. I didn't... I didn't mean to hurt you. I don't know what came over me."

Karen looked over at her son and smiled wearily.

"Well, I'm not sure I want to see that side of you very often, but it's OK," she replied. "I did ask for it."

Then she sat up and looked at her son who had become a man.

"I've changed you," she said. "I can see how much you've grown just in the last few hours. You're a man, my son, a real man, more man than anyone I've ever been with, and don't ever want to let you go."

And with that, she dropped off the table, beckoned for Ray to come with her and they strolled arm-in-arm back to her bedroom - their bedroom - for a well-deserved nap.

As they dozed off, they both knew they were going to have a good life together as lovers.