Matched with Mom? Ch. 01

"I'm going to fucking make you pregnant right now," I groaned, more of an animal than human in my need.

"No, Zach, please!" Mom yelped, her hips and ass grinding back against me, her movements involuntary, her mind and her body conflicted. She begged me with a whimper. "Please don't do this. Anything but this, please..."

"I can't," I growled, one hand leaving her hip, snaking down and grabbing the waistband of her tight pants, yanking them down to expose the creamy flesh of her ass and the dark, wet bush of her pussy.

"Nouuah!" Mom half-moaned, half-sobbed, her face flushed, body trembling. "Oh, Zach, you have to stop this, we have to stop this!"

My reply was a harsh grind of my cock against Mom's ass while I reached forward to wrench open her sports bra, freeing her tits. I kneaded and groped her, her fat, long nipples rolled stiff between my fingers. "Just fucking accept it," I growled. "You're going to mother my children."

"Ohhhh," Mom gasped, her ass smacking against my lap, her cunt leaking, her pussy hair matted with arousal. Her voice was small and hoarse, words almost meaningless, a final act of desperate resistance: "You're my son, Zach!"

"But I'm also Aaron," I grunted, pushing my cockhead against her cuntlips. "I'm Aaron. I've always been Aaron..."

Shit, she was so fucking wet.

Mom whined, her hips rocking, legs spreading involuntarily as her pussy lips parted for her son's invading dick.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Mom," I growled.

Mom groaned wordlessly, shaking her head, even as her pussy started to swallow my cockhead. I gripped her hips firmly, sliding inch after thick, throbbing, veiny, glorious inch into my mother's hot, steamy, wet cunt. Stretching her open as I returned to where I came from. It felt like she was made for me, rippling and sucking me in with indescribable, forbidden pleasure. It was everything I'd lusted for, and more.

I was damned. I was saved.

Mom cried out, her back arching, her legs spreading, her hairy pussy filling with more of her son's big, thick, pulsing dick. "NOOoooo! Zaaa-haaaachh..."

"You're so fucking tight," I grunted, feeling the walls of her cunt stretching to accommodate me, her inner muscles clenching down and pulling, sucking at me to get more of her son's cock.

"It's...mnnff...too big," Mom panted, her hands braced on the mat, her body shuddering as her son's huge, powerful shaft invaded her womb, filling her, spreading her so much.

"It's all for you, Mom," I breathed, leaning forward, my mouth by her ear, my hands gripping her breasts, squeezing and kneading, her hips grinding back. "Your pussy wants this so bad..."

"Noooo..ohhhgh..." Mom squirmed, lying again, shaking her head.

"Tell me the truth," I hissed, my hands leaving her breasts, trailing down, my palms pressing against her abdomen, like I could feel my thickness buried inside her, pounding her cunt into a shape that would fit all 9 inches of her forceful new lover, her son.

Mom breathed in a grunt, her voice low and husky, her pussy twitching around my thick, swollen meat. "Yes," she finally admitted, her face red, her eyes wild and unfocused.

"That's it," I snarled, sliding out until just the tip was wedged between her folds, then thrusting back into her.

"Ahhh," Mom gasped, her whole body moving, her ass bouncing, her tits jiggling.

"Tell me you want to get pregnant," I demanded, pulling back, then ramming my cock deep. Mom moaned in a wordless reply, her ass shaking, her body writhing. I growled, starting to fuck her hard, pounding her hot womanly cunt. She groaned, her eyes screwed shut, her body tensing as it lurched forward with each of my savage thrusts, her breasts udders swinging lewdly underneath.

"Say it," I snapped, my cock driving into her, my balls slapping against her.

"I can't," Mom strained in a whisper, her face twisting, her teeth bared in an almost animalistic way as she stared back at me with growing lust and utterly sinful pleasure that she at first grudgingly, then joyfully accepted.

"Say it, fucking say it," I grunted, my body pressed tight against hers, the sound of skin slapping, of her grunts and moans, my heavy breathing and exertions filling the air. "This is YOUR fault!" Stop fighting it," I snarled, feeling her pussy spasming, her hips moving in time with mine.

"Oh, oh, oh," Mom chanted, her face flushing, her heavy tits swaying beneath her.

"Mom," I luxuriated in our depraved coupling, my cock swelling, balls clenching. I knew she could feel it as she came gently and shivered against me, tensing up as her higher brain functions cried out in alarm.

"Zach, not inside," Mom urged, her eyes flying open, her body jerking. "You can't, not inside."

"I'm gonna cum, and you're gonna take it," I said through my teeth, my voice low.

"Please, not...aauuu...nngh...inside!" Mom panted, her hips rocking, her pussy sucking and milking even as she started to squirm to get away. I held her firmly in place against the mat.

"You're going to get pregnant," I groaned, my cock spasming, the tension in my balls almost unbearable.

Mom moaned, shaking her head in a desperate, pleasure-filled thrash, her hair plastered to her neck and shoulders. Her fingers dug into the blue-hued, natural rubber of the mat beneath her, leaving deep gouges as I fucked her into the floor.

I drove my big young cock as deep as I could, burying myself in my mother's hot, slick, tight cunt as I battered myself up heavily against the entrance to her womb.

"OH, GOD, FUCK, ZACH, NO, AHHHHH," Mom cried, her body shaking, her pussy contracting.

I howled as I exploded thick white ropes of seed to shoot deep inside my mother's fertile, aching womb. I just kept cumming over and over, erupting out all of my awful incestuous love and lust, my sick desire to impregnate her now a frightening, wonderfully depraved reality.

Mom screamed, her pussy convulsing, her body shaking as she came so hard it hurt.

"Ohh noo...no..." she moaned in a strangled whisper, her body shuddering from the huge, incest-driven orgasm. "There's so much..." Her hands flew down to her lower belly, where the hot, sticky jets of my seed were filling her womb within, her fingers splaying over her flesh, her palms pressing into her navel in amazement, as if she could feel it there.

Mom mewled weakly, so fulfilled and thoroughly fucked to satisfaction, her voice soft and dreamlike, eyes glassy and distant.

"Oh, shit," I grunted, holding myself in like I was knotting a bitch in heat, willing my incestuous sperm to conceive my brothers and sisters, now my own children.

"It's so hot inside me," Mom panted, her body collapsing forward, her cheek on the mat, her ass still raised. I luxuriated in the feeling, my back still arched, frozen in that pose, my mouth open, a string of saliva dripping down between my mother's shoulder blades, eyes hooded.

My cock was still hard, even as I started to pull out.

"Ouuuhhh..." Mom sighed, her pussy making loud, lewd, slurping noises as I removed my cock, inch after inch emerging, the shaft coated in her juices and my seed. My cum dripped from her in an unending gush to patter and pool onto her yoga mat.

"I...I can't believe this happened," Mom groaned as she began to come down from her high, her rational brain back in control. Her face flushed, breathing heavy as she rolled onto her side, curling up. Mom was whimpering to herself. "I need to douche...I have to get this out of me..."

I leaned down to tenderly embrace her, holding her close. I picked her up easily in my strong arms to carry her slender, disheveled, and well-sexed body up the stairs. She clung to me, her limbs wrapping around me. I carried her to my bedroom, setting her gently down on my bed.

"Stay with me, please," Mom whispered, her eyes glazed.

"Of course," I murmured, joining her in my bed, cradling her.

"I'm sorry," Mom whimpered, her arms encircling me, her head resting on my chest.

"For what?"

"I'm a horrible person, an awful mother," Mom cried. "I should have never done this, let you do this."

E102 clawed into my mind as I spooned her. 'You are fated to couple with your mother you will bring a breed of children into the light no man can bear to see--you will kill your father, the one who gave you life!'

Taken literally, it was meant to be a warning, but I just saw it as laughable, twisted irony now.

"Don't blame yourself," I soothed. "We both want this." It was just fate. As Mom tried to deny it, I went between her legs, pulling off her yoga pants and removing her panties. I pushed my face into her hairy sex and started lapping and sucking at her pussy lips.

"Mmm," Mom purred, her hips wriggling, her back arching, her eyes closing, her fingers tangling in my hair.

"Oh, Zach," she moaned, her hips bucking, her head tossing, her voice growing more excited. "No one's done this in years...god...you shouldn't but it feels so good...Zach, Z-Zach yes," Mom whimpered, her ass rising off the mattress, her feet planted, body rocking. Her resistance crumbled in the face of the pleasure I was giving her; she begged me to suck on her clit. Maybe she realized that she had no choice but to give in. That she wanted this.

"OOOHHhhhh my good boy..."

"I'm getting close, Zach," Mom panted, her voice high-pitched and breathy, her face flushed, her pussy leaking.

"Cum, Mom, cum," I urged, my mouth sucking on her clit, her lips, her labia.

"Oh, fuck, oh, yes, Zach, o-o-o-ohhhhhh, ahhhhhh," Mom gasped, her body spasming, her toes curling, her thighs clamping around my head, her pussy squirting on my face, her fingers clutching my hair.

I groaned, lapping at her juices, her creamy, delicious, sweet, feminine, wifely cream, my mother's pussy juice.

Mom collapsed, her breathing heavy.

"Fuck, Zach, you're so good at that," Mom whispered, her eyes wide.

"I'll do it all the time," I murmured the promise, hardening again as I moved up to lift her sports bra up over her head, leaving her naked and exposed to me.

"What are you doing?" Mom asked, her voice nervous.

"Making love to my mother," I replied, my hands cupping her heavy, mature breasts, kneading them, torturing her nipples.

"Oh, Zach, oh, Zachhhh," Mom whimpered, her face scrunching up.

"I want to be inside you," I breathed before taking a fat teat into my mouth and suckling her breast.

"AaAAAghh! You shouldn't, we shouldn't, not again," Mom moaned, her body writhing under mine, her hands pushing weakly at me. I didn't listen, my big cockhead prodding insistently as I slid it over her wet, messy entrance. Mom whined, even as her traitorous body shifted, her legs spreading to welcome me back in. Her arms reached up to pull me down to her by my shoulders for better access to her teat, wide hips moving up to grind her cuntlips against the underside of my pulsing shaft.

"God I'm so weak," Mom bleated, her body quivering as her legs spread even wider for me.

"Just accept it," I breathed, easing my throbbing dick into her warm, hot, slick cunt.

"Haaaaah...I'm...a terrible person," Mom whispered, her eyes hooded, staring, mouth agape, her body sweating against mine.

"It doesn't matter," I murmured, slowly and tenderly pumping my cock in and out of her. "I am too."

"Mmmm, Zach," Mom groaned, her arms going around me, her nails raking my back. "Yess it feels so good, my good boy, my son..."

Mom," I grunted, her tight cunt squeezing and rippling.

"NNnnnnh....You're fucking me, you're fucking me, Zach," Mom gasped, her body shaking, her face and chest flushed, beading with sweat. Finally starting to really, truly enjoy it with abandon. My cock pulsed, stretching her tight, clinging sheath. I loomed over her, watching her breasts heave as I thrust into her hairy mother cunt. I was a real motherfucker now, I thought, not really caring. This woman was my mate, and that was all that mattered.

"You're so big, so deep," Mom moaned, her legs spreading wide as I violated her again, her heels lifting, knees bending, her whole body rocking with me.

"You're perfect," I grunted, my cock swelling, stretching her.

"Mmm, oh, Zach, you're getting bigger," Mom whimpered, her voice cracking, her pussy clutching.

"I'm getting close," I hissed, my cock pulsing, my balls aching.

"No, not inside again," Mom groaned, her face and chest bright red, her hands helplessly pushing at my shoulders. "Please, not inside...cum in my mouth, on my ass, anywhere but in me..."

I grunted, not listening as I hammered my cock into her, my balls slapping against her sweat-covered flesh. The whole mattress squeaked and rocked in protest.

My mother's whole body was taut, like a live wire was running through it, her hips bucking up into me for more. Despite her cries to the contrary, her thighs pressed against me, her feet on my back locking at the ankles to draw me in even deeper.

"Gonna cum," I hissed, my body tensing, my cock expanding with obscene purpose inside her.

Mom could only shake her head from side to side in wordless, whining protest overloaded by twisted, incestuous ecstasy, her eyes wild, her hair disheveled, mouth open, pussy spasming.

I growled, driving my cock deep, erupting, my seed firing, spurting, splashing, jetting, her womb flooded. "UNHggh GET PREGNANT!"

"AHHH, FUCK, ZACH, OH, AHHHH, NOOOO," Mom screamed, her whole body arching as her orgasm tore through her. She seized up once, then again, and again and again before she finally went limp against my strong teenage body. Mom whimpered as she held onto me for dear life, her gorgeous body still lightly convulsing in pleasure.

"Oooohhhhh," Mom moaned, her cunt milking, sucking, draining all that I had to give.

I snarled like a dominant animal, grinding myself deep inside my mother, my cum overflowing; drooling out around the flesh plug I'd made with my cock and her cunt.

"Oh, god, oh, Zach, you came in me so much," Mom groaned after another tremor, her arms tight around me, nails digging into my back. Her green eyes were blank, cunt still rippling around me.

"You're going to be a great mom again," I breathed, smiling, panting above her, my sweat dripping down onto her chest. "I want a son, okay? A little brother."

My mother's gaze softened. I don't know why she finally gave in -- maybe it was her body finally being fulfilled after so long, or maybe she just knew it was useless to fight it any longer. Whatever the reason, I saw that familiar, lascivious look that SensualSiren gave me so often simmering in Mom's slowly focusing eyes.

"Okay," she nodded, as a slow, contented smile began to form.

"You'll name him Aaron, right?"

"Yesss," Mom groaned, her hands moving, her fingers tracing my shoulders. She pulled me down into a desperate, anguished kiss of a lover, a mate -- the last line for us to cross as my incestuous seed raced to find her eggs.

***

The weeks passed by and Mom gave herself completely to me. She marveled at my stamina, how I wasn't satisfied unless we fucked at least three times a day, often in the same session. We did it all without Dad knowing. I made a point to fuck her on the hood of his Camero while he was out; she'd never cum harder. I was always circling around her, like a dog after a bitch in heat. Mom was always receptive, needy for my cock and my young, strong body. Her and Siren finally became one as I rutted the last of her reservations out of her through days and nights of hot, grinding, incestuous fucking.

As we continued, it didn't take long for Mom to show signs of pregnancy. She'd convinced Dad it was his after he'd come home late one night early on, blind drunk. Made it so the next morning they woke up naked in bed together, and Mom confessed that he'd grunted over her in the night and gotten off inside her. Dad was freaked and furious, of course, still bitter about the unplanned pregnancies when he and Mom were high school sweethearts. Thinking only about how hard it'd been; the burden on him. He held onto that resentment all these years instead of being a man and moving on. Despite all the threats, my mother made it clear she was keeping the baby. Enraged, Dad spent a lot of time apart after that, which suited Mom and me just fine. He didn't deserve her or her body. I did, and I'd taken his place in the most primal of ways -- the father of her new children.

I loved watching my mother's little belly grow, and I felt an almost animalistic pride at her changing, blossoming form, her slender, once toned, flat-stomached physique growing swollen and ripe with the wonderfully salacious life I had planted within her.

"You're really starting to show, Mom," I husked one night, feeling her swollen, gravid stomach rubbing on my hard abs as she rode me like an animal on my bed. Her knocking pregnant breasts were engorged, nipples fat teats begging to be suckled.

"Un UNH...hhh..I know," Mom panted, her hips and ass bouncing, her tits jiggling, the dark hair she was growing out whipping about. "It's happening so much sooner than with you or Chloe," she grunted proudly before letting out a huge moan as I bottomed out in her hairy mother pussy.

"Ouuuhhhhh, oh, fuck, Zach, I'm getting so horny these days," Mom whimpered, her eyes pleading.

"That's good," I growled, thrusting up, meeting her downward strokes, my hands squeezing and kneading her milk-ripened tits.

"I need you to take me like an animal every day now son," Mom moaned, her eyes unfocused, her body glistening as she sweat, her skin flushed, her pussy twitching, her womb convulsing. "I get so fucking horny when I'm pregnant, Zach. You did this, now you need to take care of me."

"I will, Mom," I said through my teeth as I bucked my hips and thrust up into her with each of her downward strokes. My hands moved to rest on the swell of her stomach as we rutted together. "Give me a daughter next," I groaned, urging her on. "A cute little sister who isn't a bitch like Chloe."

"Stop!" she squealed with a guilty grin. "Such a bad boy...Mmunnnhh...Ahhh, yes, fuck, I will, yes, Zach," Mom moaned, her nails digging into my chest, her cunt rippling and clenching, her body heaving and dripping with sweat. "I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you keep me satisfied with that big cock of yours," Mom whimpered, her body bouncing faster, her pussy leaking.

"I wanna see her suck your hot fucking tits. You're gonna breastfeed her while you're pregnant with our third."

"Oh, Zach, fuck, fuck," Mom moaned, her body shuddering, her pussy contracting as she came once and then again with a squeal, her wide hips trembling, shaking from her protruding belly up to her breasts, back arched, head leaning back. As her hairy pregnant cunt gripped and milked me, I throbbed and expanded inside her, groaning out as I raced towards orgasm.

"Yes, yes, unnnh," Mom purred as she felt my impending cum. I cried out and began to spurt in a geyser of seed, my muscles heating up, straining against my mother as I pulled her down by her thighs to go deeper inside. Mom winced in ecstasy, her whole body shivering as my cum splashed against her already pregnant womb.

My mother's sweaty body collapsed, her head landing on my chest, cheek nuzzling my young, perspiring skin, secure against the strength of my teenage body. "I want a family with you, Zach," she murmured.

"I'll give you one, Mom," I assured her, my voice low and husky, hands caressing her back as it rose and fell with each of her panting breaths. "A big one."

"Oh, Zach, my sexy son..." Mom sighed, her voice dreamy, her hand caressing her lower belly, her womb, our baby. "I know you will."

We rested in silence, recovering, the little swell of her pregnant belly pressing against my abs.

Our lives were changed forever, lost to pleasure, to forbidden love, to incest. Maybe I was blind to how damned and depraved I was, but when I was with Mom, inside her, nothing else mattered.