45 comments/ 738250 views/ 234 favorites Becky and Her Son Pt. 01 By: rgjohn This is story is based on a true-life experience. The people are real and the mother is in fact pregnant. They are very much in love and are living together as husband and wife. She read several of my stories and realized that she wanted/needed to act on her desire to make love to her son. As usual, this story has an illustrated version. Also, this story is in two parts. I will have the second part ready soon, and will post it, if people want to read it. * Chapter 1 To the outside world Becky Loudon was a typical middle class mother; divorced with one son and living in a small town in a friendly community. The neighbors were friendly enough and gossiped about each other like people in all neighborhoods. Becky liked the neighborhood, but didn't know many people, which was okay with her. She was pretty much like them with one exception; she had an overwhelming desire to make love to her son. It started two years earlier, after Becky's son John graduated from high school. He was a handsome boy, tall for eighteen years and looked older. His blue eyes, brown hair and strong facial features made him very popular with the ladies. Although not a straight "A" student, he had always done well in school. He played soccer and spent his spare time reading and exercising. Becky was proud of him and they became close when his father left her for a young slut. Becky wasn't sure exactly when her view of her son started to change. It might have been an incident that occurred after his eighteenth birthday. She had walked into his room and saw him lying on his workout bench lifting weights. He was busy and didn't notice her standing just inside the doorway. From her view of his legs she could see the muscles in his calves and thighs straining and glistening with sweat. Her eyes, almost unconsciously, traveled up his body. When she reached his midsection she almost gasped. He had on a pair of very tight stretch workout shorts and the bulge in the center was clearly outlined. As much as she wanted to she could not draw her eyes away. It had been quite some time since she had had real sex, although she did pleasure herself often with a vibrator she kept hidden in her underwear drawer. Now staring at her son's clearly outlined testicles and cock made her quiver with unwanted pleasure. From that time on, as much as she fought it, her dreams were of her son. For several years Becky chastised herself for her wanton thoughts about her own son, but that didn't change anything. She wondered if there was something wrong with her and if she needed to seek help. Then something happened that changed everything. She was surfing the Internet one day and decided to visit an erotic story site. It was not the first time she had done so, but this time she searched the category for mom/son incest stories. She found several from one particular author and began to read. Before she was very far into the first story she was rubbing her pussy. The story portrayed a mother similar to her who agonized over her feelings toward her son. Eventually the mother had given in and made love to her son. The story really struck home with Becky. By the third climax she was exhausted. Still she went to bed that night and masturbated again, this time with John in the place of the son in the story. The following day she was reading the stories again and incredibly at the end of the story, the mother became pregnant with her son's child. That was not something Becky had allowed herself to consider. But it must have been buried somewhere deep in her mind because the thought of being impregnated by her own son excited her like nothing ever had, so much so that she climaxed several more times before she fell into an exhausted sleep. For the next week, Becky read more of the author's stories and then looked at the statistic's and comments sections. She was surprised to find that the incest stories were the most downloaded of all stories. In fact, several of this author's incest stories had been downloaded almost two million times each. It occurred to Becky that there were at least two million people who liked incest stories as she did. When she read the comments she was also surprised that many of them were from women. Some were thanking the author for making them feel like they were not alone and giving them the courage to act on their desires. Suddenly, Becky too realized that she was not alone. If all these people found incest exciting, could it be so wrong, she wondered. From there Becky did more research and found that incest was not as uncommon as many people thought. She found that it had occurred throughout history and in some countries it was rampant. Many of the royalty in Europe were born as a result of incest. Even in the ancient world incest was rampant. All of this was quite an eye opener for her. After her research Becky found that she was more excited then before and her dreams and fantasies became very graphic and, of course, always involved John. She wrote to the author of the stories and told him of her fantasies. He forwarded her several more stories, which encouraged her to act on her fantasy. Becky, embolden now, began to plan on how to seduce her son. She printed and then left several of the stories lying around to see what happened. Over the next several days she found that the stories had been moved and she was certain that her son had seen them, if not read them. She was so excited she could have climaxed at a single touch. The following day she grew even bolder and took off her pink panties and left them under the desk where the stories were lying. Later, after her son had come home and gone to his room, she checked and realized, with great excitement, that her panties were missing. Later that evening she noticed her son gazing at her with what might have been desire, but she couldn't be sure. When she went to take shower that night she opened the hamper to throw in her panties and saw the pink panties lying on top. With a trembling hand she reached down and picked them up. She gasped ... the crotch was soaked with what had to be sperm. As she stared at what she thought was fresh cum she found her shaking hands bringing the panties closer to her mouth. Suddenly she stuck out her tongue and tasted the creamy liquid. Oh my God, she thought, it is cum. Her hands were trembling as she pulled the panties from her mouth and on impulse stepped into them pulling them up her thighs. A gasp escaped her lips when the sticky fluid reached her freshly shaven pussy mound. She reached down and pressed the sodden crotch to her pussy and then she rushed to her bedroom and threw herself onto the bed. Without closing the door fully she began to masturbate. She pressed the sodden cloth to her swollen pussy as she rubbed her clit. She could feel her son's sperm smearing across her smooth flesh and some even drip down her lips. Then she pushed the crotch into her pulsing opening, forcing some of the sperm inside her. The realization that she was pushing live sperm into her unprotected pussy took her over the top. She gasped and moaned as waves of pleasure rushed over her. When one climax ended, another began until she almost passed out. When she finally recovered and opened her eyes she thought she saw movement outside her door. Could that be John, she wondered? Incredibly the thought of that made her slip her hand between her legs and she began all over again. Chapter 2 Several days later Becky had fallen asleep on the sofa a few minutes before John came home. He awoke her with a kiss. Becky stretched and groaned, saying that her muscles were sore for some reason. John smiled and asked if she would like a massage. Of course she said yes, but a bolt of excitement went through her because she knew that the most recent story had a scene where the son had given his mother a massage. She wondered if he had read that part and if so what he was planning. The two of them went upstairs where Becky got on the bed on her stomach. "Uh ... I can't give you much of a massage with all those clothes on," John said. Becky giggled and said, "I guess not." With that she stood up and began to unbutton her blouse. She saw John's eyes on her as she slowly opened her blouse to reveal her white bra. The bra was rather thin and she knew that her nipples could be seen through the gauzy material. Instead of being shy she thrust her chest out slightly and felt a chill of excitement. That made her nipples even harder. Now they were obvious and poking through the material. Becky felt her pussy begin to swell with excitement. Her hands slowly went to her skirt but then she hesitated. "Uh ... should I pull my skirt up or ..." John didn't let her finish and said, "Take it off." Becky was trembling as she tried to unbutton the fastener on her skirt. After several attempts she got it lose and then unzipped the zipper. She turned around to hide her flushed face as she dropped the skirt to her feet and stepped out of it. Feeling her son's eyes on her ass made her pussy quiver and she worried that her panties were getting wet. She knew her panties had slipped between her cheeks so she reached back and pulled them out, smoothing the thin material over her ass cheeks. Because the material of her panties was so thin she knew that when she turned around John would be able to see the outline of her pussy. In fact, like her ass, the panties had slipped between her lips, which she didn't remove. She turned around to face her son. A chill of excitement rushed through her when she saw his eyes dart from her tits to her pussy. The room grew quiet as the sexual tension rose quickly. "Uh ... you want me on my stomach first?" she asked, breaking the silence. John's mouth opened but he didn't answer. She let him stare for a moment more and then quietly climbed onto the bed and lay down on her stomach. She felt the weight of her son as he climbed onto the bed too and then straddled her, like in the story, almost sitting on her waist. Becky jumped at the first touch of John's hands on her flesh. He began by slowly massaging her shoulders and then worked down her spine. "This is getting in the way," he said as he pulled on the back of her bra strap and let it snap back. Then without asking he began opening the clasp. Becky tried to control her breathing as she felt the elastic spring free and flip to the side. But John didn't stop there. He tugged at her shoulder straps until she rose up and allowed him to remove the bra and toss it to the floor. Now Becky was topless with her son straddling her back. She could feel her heart beating hard as her nipples rubbed against the blanket under her. She moaned as John began to massage her back again, slowly working down her spine. When he could go no lower he moved until he was straddling her thighs. Suddenly she felt his hands on her panties and he began to tug. Oh my God, she thought, he's pulling my panties down. Almost without thinking she lifted her hips and allowed her son to take her panties off. Now she was totally naked and trembling. "I love your ass," John whispered so softly that Becky could barely hear him. But she had heard him and her pussy throbbed. "Oh God, John," she gasped as his hands came down to her ass cheeks and he began to massage them. He squeezed and kneaded her soft ass flesh for a long time. Then Becky felt him pulling her cheeks apart and suddenly she knew he could see everything. Her son was staring at her asshole and her half hidden pussy. She could feel juice seeping from between her now swollen pussy lips. She held her breath when she felt her son's fingers slipping down her cheeks until the tips of his fingers were almost touching her rear hole. Then he moved a little lower, brushing his fingers against her outer lips. Again Becky gasped. For a second she thought he was going to slip a finger into her. If he had she knew she would have climaxed. But instead he moved lower on her thighs, pushing them further apart. Becky felt incredibly exposed at that moment, but also incredibly excited. Then she felt something. It was gentle and light. Oh my God, he's kissing my legs, Becky's mind screamed. Even if she wanted she couldn't stop him now. Her legs moved apart involuntarily as her son began to kiss the back of her leg, moving slowly upward. He paused at the sensitive area behind her knees before moving higher. Soon he was near her ass cheeks again. Another gasp escaped her lips when his mouth and then tongue touched her trembling ass cheeks. He kissed and licked the hot flesh until Becky could take no more. She twisted and then flipped over until she was on her back. She started up at her son who had a smile on his face. For a moment no one spoke. She allowed her son to stare at her nakedness. Then she reached up and grabbed his arms. "Kiss me," she whispered. To Becky the words sounded like they were coming from someone else. She knew she couldn't be telling her son to kiss her. But she was, and he did kiss her. A moment later their lips were locked together. She wasn't sure whose tongue entered whose mouth first, but within a moment it didn't matter. Their lips and tongues were dueling as they gasped for breath. Becky felt John's hand cover one tit. She wanted him to suck it but she didn't want to break the kiss. It was the sweetest and best kiss she had ever experienced. It made her head spin and her pussy quiver. John squeezed her nipples until they were rock hard. Then he pulled away breathlessly. "You want me to suck your tits, Mom?" "Oh God, yes, please," she gasped. Suddenly there was no going back. She knew she could not stop him from making love to her now. All thoughts were washed away and another gasp escaped her lips as her son's mouth found her hard nipple. She pulled his head tight and pressed her flesh into his devouring mouth. He sucked one nipple until it was throbbing and then moved to the other. Becky's chest heaved upward as her son kneaded and sucked her tit. He moved his face between the two large orbs and began to lick there. Then he was sucking the other tit again. From one to the other he traveled until both tits were soaked with his saliva. Becky was boiling hot and she had to have him. She no longer cared if it was right or wrong. She pushed him away. With her face a mask of wanton lust she said, "I want you. Take your clothes off. I want you to fuck me. Will you fuck your mother, John?" "Oh God, Mom, you don't know how long I have fantasized about you saying those words." With that John jumped up and stripped in record time. Becky gasped when she saw his virile and rock hard cock spring from his shorts. It was bigger than she imagined. The head was swollen and red and his balls were churning. She watched as he walked closer to the bed, his cock bouncing up and down hypnotically. God, this is my son, Becky thought, and I am going to fuck him. Becky opened her arms to him. He crawled onto the bed and quickly positioned himself between her legs. Then he leaned down and kissed her again, pressing his body to her tits. When he pulled away he lifted his hips up and looked down at her. "Take my cock and put it in your pussy," he said. Becky, trembling at his words, reached between them and found his pulsing cock. She moved it up and down between her wet and swollen pussy lips and gasped out a moan of pleasure. Then she put the head at the entrance of her pussy. She looked up at her son and almost screamed, "Fuck me, fuck me, oh God, John fuck your mother!!!" John pushed down, forcing his cock into her waiting pussy. "Johnnnnnnnnn" she screamed as his long cock went all the way into her in one movement ... all the way to the bottom. It took her breath away. Becky grabbed his ass and held him tight as her hips bucked upward, forcing his cock even harder to the bottom of her canal. She held him deep for a moment until she could catch her breath. Then she let go. He knew what to do. She felt his sweet cock slipping out of her, only to plunge back in quickly. "Yes, yes, yes, fuck me." "Oh God, Mom, I'm fucking you. It's not a dream. I'm really fucking you," John moaned as he began to pump into his mother. "Yes, yes, you are fucking your mother and she loves it. I have dreamed of this for so long. Fuck me hard, baby." Becky joined John's plunging hips and moved her hips upward to take each downward stroke. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs but was afraid the neighbors would hear, so she whimpered and cried out in pleasure. The room quickly filled with the grunts and groans of the two lovers. Their hips slapped together and there was a sucking noise as Becky's wet pussy produced more and more juice. Becky was overcome with love and passion. Her head spun and her body trembled. I'm really fucking my son, she thought. That thought was more than she could take and her body began to convulse. Her head felt like it was going to explode as a kaleidoscope of colors flashed behind her tightly closed eyes. She pushed upward one last time, taking her son's cock as deeply as possible. Suddenly she was climaxing. It started in her toes and rushed up her body to explode in her head as wave after wave of pleasure racked her very soul. It could have been more than one climax, or it could have been one very long one. It went on and on. Somewhere in the distance she heard John saying something but she couldn't make it out. She heard it again and she knew what he was saying. "Mom, can I cum in you? I'm getting close." The words exploded in Becky's mind. Her son wanted to cum in her pussy. That incredible thought prolonged Becky's climax. Those were the words she had heard a thousand times in her fantasizes, and now her son was actually uttering them. In her mind she thought she had answered him, but it must have been only in her mind because he asked again. "Oh God, Mom, can I cum in you?" "Yessssss," she screamed. "Cum in me, fill me with your sweet cum, baby." "Oh yes, oh yes, I'm cummmmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnggggg," John screamed. When Becky felt her son's balls explode and begin to spew his hot seed into her she started to climax again. She could feel his hot and virile sperm pumping into her unprotected pussy. It was all she had dreamed for so many months. Her son was pumping his hot cum into her pussy for real ... it was no dream. She knew his potent sperm was blasting deeply into her, so deep that there would be no stopping it if there were an egg waiting there to be fertilized. "Oh John, oh John," she gasped. Finally, John pulled back with exhaustion and his cock slipped out. He looked down and gasped when he saw his thick sperm trickling from his mother's open pussy. "Look at what you did to me," she said with a smile. "My pussy is filled with your cum. I love it." "I love you, Mom," John Whispered. "I love you, John," she returned and pulled him to her for a long, slow kiss. As they kissed is cock slipped easily into her very soggy pussy. Chapter 3 The two lovers fell asleep in each other's arms. Becky awoke several hours later and wondered if it had all been a wonderful dream. Then she felt her son lying beside her and realized that it wasn't a dream. He had fucked her and as if too prove it she slipped her hand between her legs. When her fingers returned covered in sticky cum she no longer doubted that her son had fucked her. She turned on her side and saw him sleeping peacefully. While she didn't want to wake him she could not control herself. With a gentle hand she reached down and grasped his soft cock. She moved closer and gazed at it in the dim light from the moon coming through the window. His cock was beautiful. As she began to stroke it slowly, it began to grow. It was amazing to see it turn from a rather small appendage to a pulsing rod. She continued to stroke it until a clear drop of juice appeared at the head. When the urge was too strong she leaned over and licked the drop from the head. She heard John moan and knew that he was awake. She turned and looked up at him. Becky and Her Son Pt. 01 "Can I suck it?" she whispered. His eyes were suddenly opened wide. He seemed surprised that his mother actually wanted to suck his cock. "Can I suck your cock and drink your cum?" she asked. Finally he found his voice. "Oh yes, Mom. Please suck me." Becky moved quickly to take the swollen head into her mouth. "Mmmmm," she moaned as she tasted the sweet head, which was coated with his cum and her pussy juice from their earlier fuck. She sucked until she could only taste his cock. She loved the taste, but she wanted his cum ... she wanted to swallow her son's sweet juices. Her stroking hand began to move faster. Up and down she moved as she sucked just the head. She could hear John moaning quietly and could feel his hips twitch with pleasure. She wanted it to last, but she wanted his cum more. Her hand began to move faster and she sucked harder. "Mom, Mom, I'm going to ... ohhhh ... cummmmmmm!" John screamed. Becky pumped frantically as she felt the large head swell in her mouth. She felt John lift his hips and then freeze. Suddenly the back of her throat was filled with his thick cream. It blasted out with great force, forcing her to swallow or choke. She swallowed once, twice, three times and it kept coming. When it finally slowed, she held the last drops in her mouth and savored them. She sat back with her eyes closed and slowly drank the last of his sweet sperm. Her pussy quivered and she almost climaxed. It was incredibly exciting to realize that she had her son's live and potent cum in her pussy and stomach. He was part of her again. She crawled up and leaned over and pressed her mouth to his. They shared a sticky kiss before John rolled her over and began to kiss down her chest, pausing at her tits to work on the nipples. Then he started to kiss lower. "You don't have to do that to me," Becky said, hoping he would not listen. "I want to. I have never done that. I want to eat your sweet pussy, Mom." "Oh yes," Becky whispered as she opened her legs and allowed John to kneel between. She was amazed that he didn't seem to care that she had not cleaned up and her pussy must be a mess. She gasped when she felt him push her legs upward. As he bent lower she could see the top of his head and feel his hot breath on her pulsing pussy. She didn't want to rush him, but she wanted his mouth terribly. She waited as he began to slowly lick her smooth outer lips that were still quite sticky. Her hips twitched as he crossed over, touching her clit gently with his tongue. "John," she gasped, wanting his mouth on her, but he pulled back and chuckled. Then he began to kiss the backs of her thigh, running his tongue up and down the soft skin before jumping to the other side. "God, John, please," she gasped. "Ahhhhhiiiiieeeee," she screamed as he placed his mouth directly onto her pussy. Her thighs wrapped around his head, imprisoning him between her legs. Her hips bucked as she felt his tongue find her hole and delve into the bubbling juices. Suddenly she was climaxing and screaming. Her son was sucking her cunt. Her son was eating her pussy ... her own son. She bucked her hips as he sucked and tongued her hole. Then his mouth found her very swollen clit. "Johhhhhhnnnnnnnnn," she screamed as another climax began. Her hips practically bucked the poor boy from between her legs. Fortunately he stayed with it and sucked her through climax after climax. She could feel her pussy gushing juice into his sucking mouth and worried that she might drown him. The pleasure went on and on until she could take no more. She finally pulled his head from between her legs and saw his face shimmering with juice. She pulled him up and kissed him passionately. She was amazed when she felt his hard cock between her legs. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she gasped as his cock moved deep into her pussy. Chapter 4 Becky was fixing breakfast the following morning when she felt her son behind her. She was wearing a short nightgown and, of course, no panties. She swooned when his hands slipped around her and to her tits. She leaned back into him as he found her naked tits under the gown. "Mmmmm," she murmured when she felt his lips on her neck. "Oh, the pancakes are going to burn," she said, making no move to pull away. "Turn the burner off," John said. Becky reached down and shut off the gas burners. When she tried to turn in John's arms, he held her still. He twisted her head and kissed her lips and then pushed her forward until she was leaning over the counter. Becky gasped as he quickly pushed up the back of her gown. "John," she whispered with excitement when she felt his cock pressing between her legs. She spread her legs and moved her ass back so he could slip his cock into her pussy. "Yes, fuck me," she gasped as he began to move into her with rapid strokes. She couldn't believe the stamina of her son. They had fucked three or four times last night and now he was doing it again. Becky pushed her ass back into her son as his motions began to increase. He fucked her for some time before he whispered, "I'm going to cum." "Cum," Becky answered, and although she was not ready to climax herself, she wanted him to enjoy it. A moment later she felt John push into her deeply and freeze. Then he was grunting and she could feel his cock throbbing as it pumped cum into her. Finally his cock began to shrink and then slip out of her. She pulled away and turned around. "Good morning to you too," she said and laughed. Then she looked down at his wet and dripping cock. "Let me clean this up." With that she went to her knees and sucked the cum and pussy juice off his cock. "Now, sit down and let me fix you some breakfast. A growing boy needs his protein." John laughed and staggered over to the table and sat down. Becky fixed him six pancakes, a huge helping of bacon and six slices of toast. He ate it like he was starving. She watched him with the look of lovesick teenager on her face. To think he came from my body and now he is cumming in my body, she mused. "What, do I have syrup on my chin?" John said when he saw his mother staring at him. "No, I was just thinking how much I love you." He smiled. "As soon as I finish my breakfast I'm going to show you how much I love you," he said with a lecherous smile. "Oh no, my insatiable son, I have to go do some shopping. But I will take you up on that later." "All right," he answered begrudgingly. Becky went upstairs and dressed, dawning a pretty peasant dress. When she went to get a pair of panties she paused. A naughty smile came to her face and she closed the drawer. It's a warm day so I won't need panties, she told herself. She felt so naughty leaving the apartment without panties. If the neighbors only knew what a kinky lady I am now, she thought and chuckled to herself. The outdoor mall was crowded as usual. As Becky made her way through the shoppers and past the vendors stalls set up on the sidewalk she suddenly felt something between her legs. "Oh my," she gasped aloud when she felt John's cum begin to trickle from her pussy. She had almost forgotten that she had not cleaned up. His cum must have been very deep inside for it to take so long to come out. As she walked, her thighs began to become sticky, but strangely it felt good. She stopped when a neighbor approached her and said hello. As she talked she could feel her son's sperm begin to come out in greater quantity. Then she felt something hit her shoe and looked down. Her face turned red when she realized that a large drop of sperm had dripped onto the toe of her shoe. Fortunately the neighbor did not notice. When the neighbor saw Becky's red face she asked if she was all right. Becky said yes and that she was a little hot because of the crowds at the mall. Then she excused herself saying she had to finish shopping. She felt so naughty for enjoying the feeling of her son's cum running down her thighs. She wondered what all these people would think if they knew that her son's sperm was dripping from her pussy. But she really didn't care what they thought anymore. When she arrived home and was safely inside the apartment, she quickly unloaded the shopping sacks and went to find John. He was in his room lying on the bed in his underwear, reading a book. Without a word she hurried over to him and pulled his shorts off. Then she bent and began to suck his cock until it was hard. He didn't protest as she quickly climbed onto the bed and straddled his thighs. With her dress still on she sat on his cock, taking it deeply into her very wet pussy. "Ahhhh, I have been thinking about that for two hours," she gasped. "And I am the insatiable one?" John laughed as he watched his mother begin to bounce up and down on his cock. He liked the way her tits jiggled under her dress and reached up to tweak the nipples. Becky smiled down at him as she moved up and down and then rocked her hips back and forth like a stripper on stage. She braced her hands on his chest and began to lift her hips until his cock was almost out of her pussy and then she plunged back down, bringing a grunt from them both. Then she got her feet under her as she squatted on his cock. In this position she had freedom to really take his cock fast and deep. John let her have her way and watched her climax several times before he flipped her over and began to fuck her hard. He fucked her to three more climaxes before he felt his climax coming on. "I'm going to cum," he gasped. "Yes, cum in me. Cum in me," Becky said. John moaned and shot another huge load into his mother's pussy. Finally he rolled off her, gasping for breath. Later when they had caught their breath John looked at his mother as if he had something to say. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Nothing. It's just that ... uh ... I know you don't take the pill ... or anything ... uh ... aren't you worried you'll get ... you know get ..." John said and paused. Becky smiled. "Pregnant?" "Uh ... yes," John said and actually blushed. "What would you think if I did get pregnant?" John was stumped. He knew the answer he wanted to give, but didn't know how his mother felt about it. "Well ... uh ... I ... " "Answer me truthfully. Would you want me to have your baby?" she asked more seriously. "Mom, I ... uh ... never want to do anything that would hurt you." "A baby wouldn't hurt me. I did have you, you know." "You know what I mean. But I guess it would be ... kind of cool to ... you know, to have a brother or sister." "Well it wouldn't be your brother or sister. It would be your son or daughter." John paused as if he hadn't really thought of that. Then he a big grin crossed his face. Becky shook her head, smiling. Then she said, "What if I told you I wanted you to make me pregnant ... that I wanted you to be the father of my child?" "Really?" John's eyes were as big as saucers. It was Becky's turn to pause, but not because she didn't know the answer. She wanted to drag it out a little. "Yes, really," she finally said. "Oh my God, Mom. That would be amazing," John said, clearly excited. "When can we start?" Becky laughed. "I think we have already started. But my fertile period is this weekend. So make sure you eat plenty of eggs and meat to get your protein." "I will." John rolled over onto his mother and kissed her passionately. "Let's start practicing now." Becky shook her head again and sighed. A moment later John was pumping his cock inside her. She wondered if there was a luckier woman in the world. Chapter 5 Becky wanted to hold John off until the weekend to insure that he had plenty of sperm for her. However, that was easier said then done and not just because of him, but because she found she could barely keep her hands off him. It didn't help any that they were running around the house mostly naked all the time. Even seeing his soft cock made her want it. And it wasn't just about fucking. She loved to suck him too. In fact, after an incident in the kitchen she began to wonder if she was becoming addicted to his sperm. They had sat down to dinner when Becky realized that she had forgotten to get her low cal salad dressing from the refrigerator. "I forgot my dressing," she said and started to get up. John said he would get it. As he passed her she grabbed him. "Wait, I know where to get my low calorie dressing." John seemed confused when Becky reached for his soft cock. She pulled his rapidly swelling cock to her mouth and began to suck it. John didn't protest. Soon he was gasping and nearing his climax. "Mom, I'm going to cum." Before he could cum, Becky pulled his cock out of her mouth and pointed the head toward her salad and continued to stroke him. She smiled as she looked up at his surprised face. A few seconds later he tensed. Becky giggled as a huge squirt of juice arched out and directly onto her leafy salad. She pumped his cock until all the cum was drained from his balls. Then as John collapsed into his chair she casually cut up her cum covered salad and began to eat. As her son watched with amazed amusement she finished the salad and then took a piece of French bread and wiped the plate clean before eating it. "Now that is what I call a low calorie salad dressing." John was truly amazed, but not to be out done, he slid from his chair and under the table. "Now, I want my salad, but without the greens," he laughed as he pushed her legs apart and dove for her wet pussy. Becky forgot about the rest of the dinner as her son sucked her pussy until she climaxed four times. Then, he sat down and began to eat the real food with a cat that ate the canary look on his face. Her copious pussy juice was smeared from cheek to chin and down his neck. The following day they were sitting in the living room kissing when John pulled his mother's hand to his perpetually hard cock. When she tried to pull away he held her there. Finally she gave in and stroked him for a while. "I want to fuck you," John said. Those words made Becky tremble with excitement. She still wanted to wait to let him fuck her. She wanted Saturday to be very special because she had a pretty good idea he would make her pregnant. Then she thought, he is so young and virile that climaxing probably makes his sperm more potent. She would make him wait to fuck, but not to climax. "Stand up, John." He hopped to his feet. His cock was pointing at Becky's face. "Would you like to fuck my tits?" "Oh my God, Mom, I would love it." "I thought so," Becky said and pulled John to the sofa and then slipped to the floor between his knees. As he watched she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. With each button she revealed more of her braless tits. Finally she separated the blouse and received a gasp from John. Then she stripped naked. With a smile she moved closer and wrapped her tits around his cock. Looking up at her son she began to move up and down. She could feel the juices from his cock running down and coating her tit flesh. She bent her head and licked and sucked the head as it appeared from between the mounts of flesh. Then she dribbled saliva onto it to make it easier to slip between her tits. When John started to move his hips up and down rapidly she knew he was close. She looked down and saw his cock disappear between her tits and when it appeared again John yelled. Becky watched as a huge blast of cum shot from the swollen head. It hit her directly in the face. She giggled as the next blast hit her face as well and then the next. When John's cock finally stopped spitting, her face was literally covered with his sperm. Becky sat back and smiled as his cum dripped from her face. Then she smeared the sticky liquid across her cheeks, chin, and forehead. "Cum is good for a lot of things. You already know it makes a great low calorie salad dressing, but it is a great skin cream too." She smiled when she saw his skeptical look. When she was done she licked his cum from her still sticky fingers and said, "I think it might even be better than chocolate." After those incidents, Becky was successful in keeping John at bay until the weekend ... or more specifically Saturday night. On Saturday she ushered him out of the house and told him not to come back until late in the afternoon. Becky spent the day getting her hair, fingernails, and makeup done. She even had a real massage. However, she could not really relax because of the excitement burning inside her. She kept thinking about the future with her son ... like having his baby and what that would mean ... or about her son moving into her room and becoming her husband. The thought of him sleeping with her every night sent an excited chill down her spine. Yes, husband and wife ... she liked that thought. She almost climaxed in the beautician's chair. When she arrived home she got the bedroom ready by changing the bed to her best sheets, setting up scented candles, and darkening the room. Then she arranged the dinner table with John's favorite meal and put out her best china and silverware. Now all she had to do was wait for her son/lover/husband to come home. John arrived around seven. When he walked into the house he saw his mother sitting in the living room in a bathrobe. He went in and kissed her passionately. She told him to go shower and shave, then come to dinner. He obviously wanted to have sex right then, but all he got was a quick feel of her tits. She had to push him away or everything would be ruined ... her will power was almost as weak as his. Finally he relented and went to take his shower. When he came back Becky had dinner on the table. "Wow, must be a special night," he said, already knowing how special the night was going to be. "I thought we might eat by candle light," Becky said as she lit several candles she had set around the room. Before she sat down, Becky took off her robe. She heard her son gasp. She had on a white garter belt, nylons and high heels and nothing else. "God, Mom, how am I supposed to eat dinner now?" "Something wrong?" she asked teasingly. "No, not wrong. You look ... God, you look gorgeous." "Thank you, now the sooner you eat the quicker we get to bed." Becky watched her son gulp down his food. She, on the other hand, in spite of how difficult it was, took her time. When she was finally done, she stood and held out her hand to her son. Then she led him willingly to the bedroom. When they stepped inside she stripped him before she went into his arms. A moan escaped each of them as their lips met. They kissed for a long time; Becky loved to kiss him, she loved his lips and tongue, it is almost more intimate then fucking, she thought. Finally Becky reached for his very hard cock. As they continued to kiss Becky backed toward the bed, never taking her lips from his. She went to the bed and then onto her back with John following. John crawled onto the bed, finally having to break the kiss. Following his mother's direction he knelt at her head. She grabbed his cock and brought it to her mouth. John moaned as she began to gently suck him. She caressed his balls, lifting them and feeling their weight. She thought about the baby making sperm contained in the two squirming sacks. "Mom, you had better stop," John warned. She pulled away, not wanting him to cum in her mouth tonight. She had a much more important place for his sperm. "Are you ready to fuck me?" Becky asked. "Oh God, yes," he answered. "You know I am ovulating today, so it is very likely that I will get pregnant. Is that what you want? Do you want to make your mother pregnant?" "More than anything in this world." "I feel the same way," she said. Then she spread her legs and allowed John to kneel between them. She saw his cock throbbing and juice dripping from the slit. She figured he wouldn't last long the first time, but she also knew that they would fuck several more times this night. Becky and Her Son Pt. 01 "Look how swollen and ready my pussy is. My pussy wants your cock. Put your cock into me, John. Put your cock inside your mother's pussy." John slipped into position between his mother's legs. His hand was shaking as he grasped his cock and pointed it toward her more than ready pussy. When the head touched her opening, they both moaned. Then he pushed in gently, allowing just the head to enter her. "Oh yes, fuck me John. Fuck me hard. You can climax as soon as you like, I don't mind." "Oh Jesus, Mom," he groaned as his cock moved into his mother's willing hole. Becky almost swooned as she felt her son's long shaft slip deeper and deeper into her opening. When he hit bottom Becky grunted and then lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. "I'm ready, lover, fuck me, and make me pregnant. I want your baby. Give your mother a baby." "Oh yes, Mom, I want that. I want that so much." With that John began to pump into his mother. He started slowly, but quickly increased the pace until the room filled with the slapping sound of his actions. "Mom, I can't last long," he warned. Even Becky was surprised at how quickly he was reaching his peak. But that was okay with her. She wanted his cum ... she needed it. She suddenly felt a faint shooting pain, which always let her know that she was ovulating. The timing was perfect. Her head was spinning as she gasped, "Oh my God, John, cum, cum in me now." He bellowed and pushed into her deeply. His body froze and his balls tightened. Suddenly Becky could feel it. She could actually feel his cum hitting the back of her pussy. Incredibly she felt a climax coming as well. Her body convulsed and her legs tightened around her son's waist. "Ahhhhhheeeee," she screamed as a strong climax rushed through her. Her body felt like it was on fire. Her pussy began to convulse and that caused her to squeeze her son's cock tightly. Then suddenly she felt like the flood gates had been released. She could feel her pussy gushing juice. She had never done that before. She was actually squirting juice from her climaxing pussy. "Ohhhhh," John moaned as he pumped all of his hot sperm deep into his mother's pussy. It gushed out like a river, filling her pussy until it squeezed out the sides and dripped to the bed beneath them. Becky was still convulsing when John collapsed onto her. It took her a few moments to realize that John was spent. She wrapped her arms around him as he lay on her chest gasping for breath. "Wow!" John whispered. "Yes, wow," Becky repeated. "That was amazing. Stay there for a minute. I want your cock to keep the cum in me." "I'll stay in you as long as you want," he breathed. After about fifteen minutes, Becky rolled onto her side and curled up next to John, throwing her leg over his thigh. The cum started to pour out of her. But she knew it only took a few minutes for millions of little guys to find their way to the opening. "God, I am really wet down there. I think I squirted," Becky said, slightly embarrassed. "I love it. Now you can cum just like me," he laughed. John kissed his mother and then pushed himself up onto his arms over his mother. "Can I fuck you again?" "Huh?" Becky said before she realized that John was still hard. "Oh yes, fuck me again. God, I love you." "I love you too," John said as he slipped easily back into his mother's pussy. He began to pump into her again. Quickly the room filled with the sloppy sound of their fucking. The first load of cum sloshed inside Becky with John pushing the sperm even deeper with each stroke. It almost felt like the head of his cock was entering her cervix. This time John lasted a long time. Becky, on the other hand, climaxed several times before her son came again. He filled her pussy to overflow and Becky squirted again, adding to the wetness beneath them. Then they fell asleep for a few hours. When John awoke he rolled over onto his mother and slipped his cock into her saturated pussy. She awoke with a moan of pleasure. Then she wrapped her arms and legs around her son. John climaxed twice more that night and Becky lost count of how many she had. It was the most amazing night either of them had ever experienced. Chapter 6 Mom and son fucked through the weekend and then every night thereafter. It was two weeks later when Becky purchased a pregnancy test kit. She knew it was early, but she couldn't wait. She followed the instructions and then looked at the reading. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the red plus sign. She wanted to run into the streets and scream with joy. Her heart felt like it was about to burst. There was no regret in Becky. This was what she wanted. This was so right and no one could convince her different. She almost swooned thinking about her son's baby growing inside her ... their baby, conceived in love. Tears started to pour from her eyes. She wiped her eyes and tried to calm herself until John got home. When John arrived home Becky wanted to run to him and give him the news, but she decided to wait until dinner to surprise him. After he sat down she placed the test device onto the table. John looked at it and said, "What is that?" "A pregnancy test," Becky said. "And?" he said excitedly. "You see the little red plus sign?" "Yes." "That means it is positive. I'm pregnant!" At first John did not react because he was having a hard time processing the words "I'm pregnant." "I said, I'm pregnant," Becky repeated. Finally John's eyes opened wide and he jumped up. "Oh, Mom, I can't believe it," he screamed as he pulled her into his arms. He lifted her and spun her around. "I can't believe it. The first time and you're pregnant." "Yes, isn't it wonderful." "Better than wonderful. Oh God, Mom, I still can't believe it." "It is a preliminary test, but the kit says it is almost 100%. You mother is pregnant with your baby." He put his mother down and said, "I love you more than anything in this world." "And I love you the same," she answered. Then she said, "Will you still love me when I am big and fat with your baby. It won't be long before my tits and belly begin to grow, then you might have a hard time getting your arms around me. Tell me you will still love me?" "Are you kidding? I couldn't love you more and not explode. I know you will be even more beautiful than you are now ... besides, I like big tits," he said and laughed. "How does it feel to know you are going to be a daddy?" "A daddy," he repeated. "God, I don't know, it is so amazing that I can't even process it." "Well, let's go to the bedroom and celebrate," Becky said. She took John's hand and led him to their room. When they entered she whispered, " I have a surprise for you tomorrow." "A surprise? What could be more of a surprise then I just got?" "You'll see. But I guarantee that you will be surprised." "You are incredible, Mom." The following evening, after dinner, Becky told John to give her a half hour and then come to the room. He was to take his clothes off outside the door and then enter. John wanted to know what the surprise was but Becky refused to tell him. She just said, "You will like it, I promise." John waited exactly 30 minutes and hurried upstairs. He quickly stripped outside the door and then reached for the knob. He was nervous as he slowly turned the knob and opened the door. He gasped as he stepped into the room. The room was aglow with candles again. On the bed was his mother, on her hands and knees, totally naked. All he could see was her ass cheeks. As John walked over he noticed that her asshole was slightly open and seemed to be slick with some type of lubricant. Becky turned her head toward her son and said, "I want to give you something special. I have never had a cock in my ass and I want you to fuck me there ... to take my virginity. It will always be yours. You can use it whenever you want. I give my asshole to you." John gasped. He had no idea what to say. He had never fucked an asshole and certainly never expected to fuck his mother's ass. "Are ... are you ... sure?" he asked hesitantly. "Yes, very. I have been practicing with my dildo and I think I'm ready. Just go easy at first. I will tell you when you can fuck it hard." John moved to the bed and climbed between his mother's legs. He looked down at the tiny hole and then the head of his cock. The hole looked much too small for his cock. He didn't want to hurt his mother, but he really wanted to do this. He moved up on his feet a little so he could get a better angle. Then he pressed his cock downward and aimed it at her hole. Becky jumped when she felt her son's cock touch her hole. She hoped she was ready for this, but she knew there was no turning back. She wanted to give him her ass and nothing or no amount of pain was going to stop her. She felt John putting pressure on his cock and she felt her asshole resisting. She pressed down trying to open herself for him. There was some pain but it was bearable. "Push harder," she encouraged. Suddenly she felt her sphincter give and the head pop inside her. "Hold it there," she told him as she gasped for breath. The hardest part was over. A few moments later she said, "Push it in." John pushed and his cock slowly slipped into his mother's ass. Inch by inch it went deeper until his balls touched her pussy. He paused to catch his breath and let her adjust. "Oh God, John you are all the way inside my ass." "Yes, and it's so tight," he hissed. "Fuck me slowly until it starts going in easier." John pulled out slowly and then pushed back inside. He heard his mother groan and stopped. "No, keep going," she said. He pushed harder and buried his cock in her ass until his balls were against her pussy again. Then he pulled out and did it all over again. Gradually he began to move faster and then faster. "That's it. It's starting to feel good." Becky began to move her hips from side to side helping his cock to go deeper and deeper. "Fuck me hard, John." "Oh yes, Mom, it feels good. I love your asshole. It's so tight. I can feel your ass squeezing my cock. Fuck, this is good." Becky began to moan with pleasure now. With each plunge she grunted when he hit bottom. Gradually the fullness inside turned into pleasure. "Fuck me, fuck my ass, John," she almost screamed. Now John was on his feet and plunging his cock down into his mother's ass. He would pull all the way out until only the head was inside, and then plunge back in hard. His thighs slapped his mother's ass cheeks with each downward plunge. "Oh yes, oh yes, that is so good. I love your asshole, Mom." "Good, because it is yours forever, lover." Becky reached between her thighs and found her clit. She used her middle finger to stimulate her clit. The pressure in her ass was moving her rapidly toward a climax. She wanted John to cum with her. "Fuck me hard, John. Cum in my ass, baby." "Oh yes," he gasped. The speed of his hips increased. A groan escaped his lips. "Ohhhhh, Mommmmmm!" he screamed as his cock began to pulse. Becky could feel it; she could feel the pulsing of his cock. Her ass responded with her own pulse. "I'm cummmmiiiinnnnngggg," Becky yelled. John's cock began to blast his hot cum deep into his mother's ass. Each massive squirt was followed by another, and then another. "Yes, yes, yes, squirt that hot juice into my ass," Becky screamed until her convulsions were too much for her. Her mouth opened but only grunts came out. John's cock stopped squirting before his mother's climax ended. He held it inside her until she gradually collapsed under him. Then her still pulsing asshole squeezed his cock out. "God, Mom, that was incredible." "It was for me too. Now you have all three of my holes. But my asshole is your special place." "I love it and I love you, Mom." After that night, anal sex became a regular part of their lovemaking. Becky wasn't sure if she or John liked it more. She even came up with a game using anal sex. It almost happened by accident. One evening John was watching TV when Becky came in with a snack. He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her, almost spilling popcorn over the sofa. She got up and tried to admonish John but she couldn't even fake anger with him. Instead she sat the popcorn down and knelt between his legs, reaching for his zipper. She pulled his cock out and began to suck. Then she paused. "You know you still have dishes to do." "Ah, Mom, I hate doing dishes." "Okay then, let's play a little game. If I sit on your cock and you don't cum for 30 minutes you will not have to do dishes for a week. If you lose you have to do dishes like normal and wash my car once a week for a month." "I think I can do that," he said smugly. "We'll see," Becky said as she stood up and turned around. With her back to John she lifted her dress, revealing her naked ass. She looked over her shoulder and said, "Do you like my ass?" "You know I do," John said and reached for her ass. He pulled her back and leaned forward until he could kiss her cheeks. Becky bent over and spread her cheeks. "Mmmmm," John said as he spied the pulsing star of her asshole. Becky moved back and said, "Lick it then." John didn't have to be told twice. He leaned close and stuck out his tongue, touching her asshole. Becky groaned. Then she felt his tongue pushing into her. "Oh, John," she gasped as his tongue wiggled into her nether hole. "Tongue fuck my asshole, baby," Becky begged. John did, pushing his tongue in as deeply as it would go before pulling out and then sucking the little hole. After a few minutes Becky pulled away, leaving John with his tongue stuck out tickling nothing but air. "Okay, it is seven P.M. right now and you have to make it until 7:30." With that Becky moved back until her ass was over John's swollen cock. She reached between her legs and grasped his cock and held it straight. Then she squatted, placing her asshole on the head of his cock. "Mom, that's not fair," John protested when he realized that she was going to take it in her ass. "I didn't say which hole," she said and laughed. With that she pushed down, taking his cock slowly into her ass. Both she and John moaned as inch after inch slipped into her tight hole. When she reached bottom she paused. "I will give you a little break," she said. "I am just going to sit here and I won't move." For a moment John was relieved. But then he realized that his mother's asshole was so tight that he could feel every squeeze that she made. He felt her moving her sphincter on his cock, which made his cock throb and caused Becky's ass to squeeze him in response. Becky smiled as she leaned back onto her son's chest. She opened her top so that her tits were free. Then she reached down and took John's hands, placing them on her tits. "Mommmmm!" John protested. Becky laughed as she sat still ... at least on the outside ... yet she was squeezing and releasing her sphincter around John's throbbing cock. She was pretty sure she was going to get her car washed for a month. She knew John was struggling not to move. But she also knew that he could not stay still that long. She looked at the clock and only ten minutes had passed. "Only twenty minutes to go." John moaned. "God I love your cock in my ass. And wow, your tongue felt soooo good. That is your special place; deep in my tight asshole. It is all yours ... my asshole is all yours." Becky knew her words were driving him crazy. She felt his cock throbbing harder. She squeezed her asshole tight and received a responding throb. "Only fifteen minutes to go." "Mom, I can't ... I can't ... oh shit," he gasped. Becky almost laughed but she was getting close to a climax herself and that was without even moving. Just having her son's big cock in her ass was enough to get her off. Then she placed her fingers between her legs and began to rub her clit. It didn't take long and she was starting to climax. Her pussy spasmed and juice began to squirt out. "Oh Johnnnnnnnn!!!" she gasped as her pussy and then her ass throbbed mightily. "Oh, Moooommmmm," John groaned as his mother's asshole clamped onto his cock like a vise. Each convulsion caused her ass to pulse on his cock. He could take no more. Suddenly, as hard as he tried to fight it, his cock head grew inside his mother's ass and began to blast his hot cum into her asshole. It felt like there was a milking machine on his cock, pulling his cum from him. When he finally shot the last blast, it balls almost hurt. Becky collapsed back on her son, breathing heavily. "I guess I won," she whispered. John laughed and said, "I think we both won." End of Part I Becky and Her Son Pt. 02 This is the second and final part of the story. Only part of this story is true. John does in fact have a friend named Andrew and he and Andrew fucked Becky. The rest is fantasy. * Chapter 7 Becky and John continued to make love multiple times a day as Becky's pregnancy progressed. She was beginning to show and her tits had grown. Of course John loved that. They had experimented with almost everything two people could do and loved it all. Then John came home one day and said he had had an interesting conversation with his best friend, Andrew. "Mom, Andrew told me something today that floored me. You won't believe this, but he said that he and his mother have been having sex." "Really?" Becky said in astonishment. She knew Andrew's mother, Vicki, well and never would have guessed she had a thing for her son. "Yes and it has been going on for about a year. He said he was telling me because he said he didn't have anyone else to tell. He and his mother felt guilty about it, but according to him they are in love." "Wow, that is amazing. You didn't tell him about us, did you?" "No. But that is what I wanted to talk to you about. You know that Andrew thinks you are hot." Becky laughed and said, "Well, he is hot too." John smiled. "I was thinking; you remember you said something about fantasizing about having sex with two men?" "Yes," Becky said, getting a hint as to where this was going. "Well, if we wanted to do something with another guy, Andrew might be the perfect person. He would love that we are having sex too and he certainly couldn't tell anyone." At first Becky was ready to protest, but then she felt that familiar chill going down her spine. "I don't know," Becky said. "I just thought I would bring it up," John said, trying not to reveal his disappointment. "I mean it would be nice to have a cock in my ass and pussy at the same time," she thought out loud. John's face brightened. "It would be amazing." "But wouldn't you be jealous?" she asked. "Maybe a little. But he is my best friend and he is in love with his mother and I know you are not going to run away with him, so what's to be jealous about." "You have a point, but how would we set that up?" she asked. She could see that John looked encouraged that she was actually considering it. John smiled and said, "What if I invited him over one evening and for some reason I get tied up and couldn't get home right away. You can work your magic on him and I come home and catch you." "My, but you have thought about this quite a bit. What if I can't 'work my magic on him? I mean I am not a young woman anymore," she said with a little pout. "I have a lot more confidence than you that you can do it. I don't think there is a man alive that could resist you." "Yeah, well tell your father that." "He is an idiot and doesn't count. Any normal man could not resist you." "Let me think about it for a couple days." Again John smiled. He got up and hugged his mother and then picked her up and carried her to the bedroom where they made passionate love. Both of them imagined what it would be like to have another man in bed with them. Becky was as nervous as she had ever been. Andrew was due over in a few minutes. She wondered what he would think of her; would he see her and think she had gained too much weight or that she was too old to be sexy. Her confidence was eroding quickly. This is crazy, she thought, how many 39-year-old women try to seduce a twenty-year-old boy. Becky looked in the mirror. Yes, she was showing her pregnancy, but she could still get into most of her clothes. Her tits were bigger and her belly was protruding a bit and there was a glow about her, which in reality made her sexier than ever, but she was still concerned. She had put on a white tennis dress ... but daringly left the shorts off, leaving her naked underneath. The white dress was so short that if she sat down, any attempt at modesty would be impossible. She knew that a young boy like Andrew would like the dress on a young woman, but what would he think of it on her, she wondered? The sound of the doorbell made Becky jump. She looked in the mirror one last time and went to the door. "Hi, Andrew. Oh my," she said when she saw that is head was shaved. She had known him since he was a child and knew he was prone to sometimes do outrageous things. He was a handsome boy, shorter then John, but he had a nice shape and obviously worked out with weights. "Hi, Mrs. Loudon?" he said with a smile, enjoying the look on her face. "What happened to your hair?" she asked. "I'm a freshman on the college football team and the seniors did it. It's a tradition, kind of a right of passage; it will grow back. Is John here?" "Sorry Andrew, but he called and said he was going to be an hour or so late." "Oh, I can come back later then. It looks like you are headed out to play tennis anyway." Since he couldn't see her tennis shorts he assumed he had on a pair of tiny tennis panties. He also noticed that she was not wearing tennis shoes, but sexy high heels. Becky saw that Andrew's eyes had dropped to her chest and that he could obviously see her nipples. "Unfortunately my tennis match was cancelled. So I'm all alone now. I insist that you come in and wait for John," Becky said. "Uh ... sure," he said nervously as he followed Becky into the living room. "Would you like some iced tea or a soda?" "Uh ... yes, a soda would be nice," Andrew said as he sat on the sofa. Becky got the soda and a glass of ice. Her hands were shaking and she nearly spilled the soda as she poured it into the glass. She poured herself a glass of wine and drank it quickly to steady her nerves. She went back into the family room and gave Andrew his drink. She sat across from him and crossed her legs. She could see Andrew's eyes move from her tits to the wide expanse of thigh she was exposing. A shiver of excitement went through her when she glanced down at his crotch and thought she saw the beginning of an erection. Her confidence grew and she became bolder. "So, Andrew, John tells me that you think I'm hot," Becky said as she got up and moved to sit on the coffee table right in front of Andrew. There was no turning back now since she knew that the position would cause her short dress to hike up her thighs and that Andrew could see her naked pussy. Then, just to make sure, she not so subtly raised the hem with her hand. Andrew's eyes opened wide from not only the question, but what he was staring at. "I ... uh ... I ... told ... uh ... John I thought you were sexy, uh yes," Andrew stuttered as he stared between her legs. "Well a lady always likes to hear that a young man thinks she is sexy. Also, John also tells me that you are having sex with your mother. Is that true?" Andrew gasped. "Oh my God, he wasn't supposed to tell you that." "Don't worry I won't tell anyone," Becky said as she got up and stepped over to the sofa to sit next to Andrew. "Besides, I think it is sexy that a son feels that way about his mother," she said as she put her hand on his thigh. "There is a special bond between a mother and son. I, for one, think it is stronger than even a husband and wife." Becky squeezed Andrew's thigh and moved her hand toward the tent in his pants. "Uh ... Mrs. Loudon ... I ... uh ... uh ... John will be home any time." "Don't worry about him," she whispered as she slowly stroked his thigh and looked into his eyes. "It appears to me that you do think I am sexy," she said as she slid her hand over the tent in his pants. Andrew sat frozen as Becky squeezed his cock. "Mmmm, you have quite a nice cock there. I bet your mother loves to get fucked by it." "Oh shit," Andrew groaned. "Let me see your cock," Becky said as she began to open his zipper. She almost giggled at the look on the poor boy's frozen face. A moment later she reached her hand inside his pants. "Mmmmm, nice, she said as she pulled his cock into the opening. "I bet you like to be sucked, don't you? Does your mother suck it a lot?" John, who was peeking into the living room, suppressed a laugh. He was enjoying his friend Andrew's discomfort. Andrew had played enough tricks on him over the years to last a lifetime. It was nice to see him being made very uncomfortable. John waited until his mother bent over to take Andrew's cock into her mouth before he walked into the room. Suddenly Andrew looked up and almost passed out when he saw his friend. "John!" he gasped a Becky's mouth engulfed his still throbbing cock. John had a look of anger as he walked into the room. But a moment later he was smiling. "Mom, you are such a slut for cock." Andrew's eyes opened wide at John's words. "What ..." John sat down next to his friend. "She is a great cock sucker," he said as she reached over and pushed his mother's head down on Andrew's cock, "And she loves to do it. But she likes it best when I fuck her." "What ... are you ... and your ... mother ... fucking too?" John laughed. "Yes. Got you buddy. Paybacks are hell." "You're fucking your mother?" he asked again, barely hearing John's words. Becky looked up from sucking his cock and answered for John, "Yes, several times a day." "Oh my God," was all Andrew could say. "And we have a secret too. Mom is pregnant with my baby," John said proudly. Andrew looked like he was going to pass out. "Really? I can't believe it. This is ... crazy. You and your mother ... I would never have thought you ..." John interrupted him and said, "I would have never have thought you and your mother would be having sex either." "This ... this is amazing. We have been friends since ... since we were five and you didn't tell me you had started fucking your mother? And ... and you have made her pregnant," Andrew said. "Don't get righteous with me. You didn't tell me until the other day that you have been fucking your mother for a year." Andrew had no answer for that. "You're right. I'm sorry about that but I didn't know how you would react." Suddenly he moaned as Becky took his entire cock into her throat. When Andrew started to moan, Becky pulled away and said, "I want this cock in my pussy and John, you can fuck my asshole." "Your asshole?" Andrew almost screamed. "Of course, my ass is his. I gave it to him the other day and it is his forever," Becky said and saw Andrew's face turn red. "God, I'm too hot to go to the bedroom. Both of you get naked," she said. Then she watched with interest as both boys stripped. "Hmmmm, nice," she said as she looked at the two young naked men. It only took her a second to take her tennis dress off. She left her shoes on. "Get on the floor on your back," she said to John. Andrew stood up unsteadily. It was obvious that he was nervous as he watched John go to the floor on his back. Becky kissed Andrew quickly forcing her tongue into his surprised mouth. "This is going to be fun," she whispered when she broke the kiss. Then she straddled John, then squatted facing away from him and reached between her legs for his cock. They both moaned as she placed the head of his cock on her tiny asshole and slowly pushed down. "Mmmmm, that's it, all the way," she said. When she was seated she leaned back and beckoned for Andrew. She spread her legs and said, "Fuck my pussy, Andrew." Andrew hurried to comply. He knelt between her and John's legs and aimed his cock toward Becky's pussy. He slid it into her with some difficulty. "God, it's so tight." "Oh, shit," Becky moaned. "This is incredible." "Yes, it is," John moaned as he began to fuck her ass, running his cock along the thin sheath of skin that separated Andrew's cock from his. "Fuck her pussy, Andrew" he said. Becky almost passed out at the incredible feeling. She had never felt so stuffed. There was no pain, just a feeling of being totally filled. She loved it. God, I have two cocks in me at the same time; it doesn't get any better than this, she thought. In her position she couldn't move so she let her son and Andrew do the work. The two of them eventually set up a rhythm; one would push in as the other pulled out. The feeling was almost overwhelming. "Oh God, Mrs. Loudon, God, I can't believe it," Andrew said. "Believe it, Andrew. Fuck my pussy as John fucks my ass. I ... oh shit ... I am going to ... ahhhhhh!!!" Becky groaned as a strong climax hit her. She suddenly felt her pussy begin to gush, spraying her juices across John and Andrew's dicks. "Shit, she's squirting," Andrew said. "I'm going to cummmmmm," he screamed. "Yes, yes, yes, cum in my pussy," Becky gasped as she continued to climax. John began to grunt as he felt his friend's cock pulsing inside his mother's pussy. That brought on his climax. "Ahhhh, Mommmmm!!!" he cried. The three of them screamed as their bodies convulsed in carnal pleasure. Becky thought it was never going to end. It went on until both boys had emptied their balls into her and their cock began to shrink. First Andrew and then John slipped out of her. Andrew stood up and staggered back and fell onto the sofa. Becky rolled over in John's arms and kissed him. "You were right, he is a good fuck," she said and laughed. When they had recovered they were all three sitting on the sofa naked. Andrew said, "Wow, I still can't believe it." "What can't you believe?" John asked. "Any of it. That you are fucking your mom like me, and that you tricked me into fucking her with you." "So are you upset that we tricked you?" Becky asked. "No," he answered right away and laughed. Then he paused and said, "So you are really ... you know ... uh pregnant?" "I am, and I love it." Becky stood up and turned to give Andrew of view of her profile. His eyes opened wide. "Wow. I wish I could convince my mom to let me make her pregnant." "Have you asked her?" Becky asked. "Well, no. I mean, I don't think she would ... you know ... let me do that." "You never know till you ask," John said. "I don't know. She has never mentioned it. I mean she is not on the pill or anything, we just make sure it is a safe time of the month." "That is dangerous," Becky said. "Maybe she wants it to happen accidentally." Andrew thought for a moment. "You know we have fucked almost everyday of the month. Now you have me wondering." "Maybe you should bring your mother over one evening. Once I tell her my situation, she might change her mind." Andrew's face brightened. "That's a great idea. It would be incredible if she would let me make her pregnant." "I think we might be able to convince her. Now, are you up for going to the bedroom and trying to outdo the first performance?" Andrew smiled and his cock twitched. Chapter 8 "So, did you like having two men at the same time?" John asked the next morning. Andrew had left late the night before after he had fucked Becky twice more and then watched John fuck her in the ass again. "God, I loved it. But of course I love your cock more," Becky said. "Of course," John said and smiled. "So do you think we should invite his mom over?" "Absolutely. How many chances do we have to actually find another mother and son who are having sex? It will give us both someone we can confide in." "I was thinking the same thing." "Good, I will call Vicki tomorrow and ask them to come over this weekend for dinner." "What's going to happen then? I mean are we going to ... you know ... do something with them?" "Well, let's play that one by ear. We will see how Vicki reacts when I tell her about us. If she is positive, I will take the lead and we will let it go from there." "Great. How about we go out for a pizza and movie tonight?" "Love to. Kind of like a date, huh?" "Yep, a date with my mom. About six then?" "Good, that will give me time to do a little shopping first." "Shopping?" "Yes, I am going to need some new maternity clothes ... most of what I wore when I was pregnant with you is well out of style. Plus I want to pick up a few things to wear for you." "I like that too. Okay, then it's a date." John had a little shopping to do as well. He went to a porn shop in the city and picked up a few special toys for him and his mother. He would surprise her with them. He got home just in time to shower and trim his beard. Becky had told him to take his shower in the other bathroom because she wanted to surprise him with a special outfit for their date. He told her he had something special for her tonight as well. She had no idea what it was but was excited by the prospects. When Becky finally came out of the room John was waiting for her in the living room. He smiled and said, "Wow," when he saw his mother. She was wearing a leather top and shinny leather skirt. The skirt was skintight and looked great on her. She had on a pair of thigh high boots. John jumped up and hugged and then kissed his mother. "God, you are gorgeous. I am one lucky guy." "You like it then?" "I love it. Now, for my surprise for you. You know that we have to be careful when we are out. I mean we can't act like lovers because someone might see us. So I figured I would get something that wouldn't be ... uh ... let's say invisible to anyone else." From behind his back John produced a box. Inside were what appeared to be two silver eggs. In addition there was some type of remote controller. "What the heck is that?" Becky asked. "Well, one of these goes into your ass, and the other goes into your pussy. Then when I push this ..." he said and pushed a button on the little controller and the two eggs started to vibrate. "Oh my God," Becky gasped. "You want me to have those in me while we are out at dinner and a movie?" "Yep." "That will drive me crazy." John laughed loudly. "That's the point." With that John dropped to his knees. "Pull your skirt up." "John, I don't know about this. What if I climax right in the restaurant?" "That is the intent." "Oh, God," Becky said as she slowly pulled up her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties. She watched John lean forward and kiss her pussy tenderly. Then he took one egg and slipped it into her pussy. He made her turn around and bend over. Becky gasped as she felt the other egg slipping into her ass. "Now, you are going to have to wear panties to make sure they don't fall out. First, let's see how they work." John pushed a button and the egg in her pussy began to vibrate. "Oh, shit," Becky gasped as the little egg made her pussy quiver. "Now the other." He pressed the second button. "Ohhhhhhh," Becky moaned as both eggs began to move. She could feel them against each other, separated only by the thin flesh between her ass and pussy. "I can make them vibrate, throb, or pulse." He changed the settings and watched as Becky almost lost her balance. "John, John," she gasped as she quickly grew close to a climax. She breathed a sigh of relief when he shut off the device. "I think it should work perfectly," he said and laughed. Becky gave him a look of mock admonishment. Then she went back to the bedroom and put on a pair of panties. It might be embarrassing to climax in a restaurant, she thought, but it would be worse if one of the eggs fell out and hit the floor. They left the apartment and as they were walking down the stairs John turned on the device. Becky squealed but before she could say anything John shut it off. "Just making sure it works out here." Becky pursed her lips as if she was admonishing him again. However, her heart was beating rapidly at the thought of those two eggs squirming around inside her. It would take all her skill to make sure she didn't give anything away. However, she knew it might be impossible. They went to one of their favorite Italian restaurants where they got a table in the back. The waitress took their order for a large pizza and a salad for her. She ordered an oil and vinegar dressing and then looked at John. Becky and Her Son Pt. 02 "I know the type of salad dressing I like, but they don't serve it here," she said with a smile. "Now, that's not nice to tease me like that," John said as he pulled the remote out and turned it on. "Johnnnnnnn," Becky gasped as the two eggs began to vibrate and squirm inside her ass and pussy. She could feel the vibration all the way up her body. She even thought she could hear the noise. "Ohhhhhh," Becky whispered. When John saw the waitress coming back he shut off the vibrating eggs. He smiled at his mother who was flushed and breathing heavier. "Mmmmmmhhhhh, you rat!" Becky gasped. As soon as the waitress left she spread her legs and smiled obscenely at her son. Suddenly she felt the eggs begin to vibrate again. She bit her lip to suppress a gasp. Then, suddenly she felt the beginnings of a climax. No matter how hard she tried she could not stop it. Her pussy began to spasm as waves of pleasure washed over her. She gasped and trembled, holding onto the table for support. John watched as his mother climaxed right at the table in a public restaurant. Fortunately the restaurant was not busy. Finally Becky opened her eyes and took a deep breath. "Now, was that so bad?" John asked with a laugh. "I can't believe I actually climaxed right here in a restaurant," she whispered. "You are driving me crazy young man. I will get you back one day, you can be sure of that," she said. John laughed. The waitress brought their pizza and they ate quietly, with John turning on the vibrator several times before they left for the movie theater. Inside the theater they were happy to see that there were very few people. They made their way to the last row and sat down. Before the movie even started, John turned to his mother and kissed her passionately. As he did he turned on the vibrator, which brought a low moan from Becky. He pulled away and then leaned to her ear. "Pull your skirt up to your waist." "John, I can't do that." John turned the vibrator high until it was vibrating and throbbing crazily inside her. "Okay, okay," Becky moaned and reached down and pulled her skirt up until she was naked from the waist down. The seats were high and no one would be able to see her unless they came to the last row. "Now, let's enjoy the movie," John said as he placed his arm around his mother's shoulder. With a sigh Becky leaned into her son's shoulder. "You are being very bad tonight," she whispered lovingly. John chuckled. After they movie was on for a few minutes John turned the vibrator on again. Becky gasped quietly and began to move her hips. She decided not to fight it any longer. She would just have to be quiet when she climaxed. After a few moments she began to squirm her hips. Her pussy was so wet that she was sure she would leave a wet spot. But at that point she didn't care. She wanted to climax. John leaned over and began to unbutton her top. When Becky made no move to stop him he continued until her tits were exposed. He saw her squirm lower in the seat and that her eyes were closed. He reached over and began to squeeze and knead her large breasts. Becky allowed her son to bring her hand over to his very had cock. She gasped and began to stroke him through his pants. Her pussy was literally throbbing and she knew that she was going to climax soon. Then, when John turned the vibrator to a steady hum she could take no more. She bit her lip as waves of pleasure rushed through her. Her hips lifted from the seat as pleasure consumed her. She could not even think about the fact that she was in a public theater and that she was for all intent and purpose naked. It was incredibly difficult to remain quiet, but she did it, biting her lip until it almost bled. Her convulsions went on for some time before she was done. "Wow," she gasped. "So, am I still a rat?" John asked. "You are." "Well it appears that this rat made you climax in a public theater." "That's why you are a rat." "I'm sorry, Mom. Can you forgive me," John said as he pulled his mother's hand to his exposed and very hard cock. "Mmmmm, I'll think about it," she said. "Suck it. Suck my cock." "John, I can't do that here," she whispered. "Why not, no one can see?" Becky looked around and knew that he was correct. With a sigh, almost a whimper, she bent her head to his lap. She grabbed his cock and placed the head into her mouth. She began to suck him as she slowly pumped his cock, but then when she felt his hips begin to move she slowed down. She felt his hand on her head trying to urge her on. She resisted, deciding to torture him. Suddenly she felt the vibrator turned on again. She mumbled "Ohhhhh!" "Mmmmm," John moaned when he felt his mother begin to stroke faster and suck harder. Now Becky wanted his cum. She wanted to taste him. It was crazy, what they were doing, but it was also very exciting. A few moments later she felt John tense and she prepared herself for his cum. It came quickly and in great quantity. His juice filled her mouth until she had to swallow. Then it filled again. She drank his juice like a fine wine, pumping him and sucking for the last few drops. When his cock finally began to deflate she sucked it one last time and sat up. She saw John smiling and watching the movie like nothing unusual had happened. She straightened her clothes then reached over and grasped his cock. They watched the rest of the movie in silence. Chapter 9 Becky called Vicki and said that Andrew had reminded her that they had not gotten together for a long, long time. After a fun conversation about old times they confirmed dinner. She told Vicki to dress casual for a relaxing evening. Later John spoke to Andrew and he said that his mother didn't seem suspicious but she did wonder why she had received a call from Becky after such a long time. Andrew told her that he and John had talked and decided that the two families had not gotten together for a long time and that he thought they had a lot in common. He hadn't said how much in common, however. On Saturday Becky fixed a roast with all the fixings. She had a nice bottle of wine chilling in the refrigerator and a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket in the family room. The plan was for Becky and Vicki to have a conversation with Becky revealing that she and John were lovers. She would act like she was not aware that Vicki and Andrew were also lovers. She would say she just had to confide in someone and since she had known Vicki for so long she thought she might be the best person. She realized it might be a weak story, but once Vicki learned about them she would most likely forget the rest of the conversation. When they arrived Saturday evening, Becky opened the door to find her old friend dressed in a nice white pants suit. Andrew was more casual with jeans and sleeveless tee shirt. Becky kissed Vicki and then Andrew and invited them in. "You look nice," Becky said. "I told her it was casual," Andrew said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Oh, this is an old outfit," she returned. "I like it. You look very nice," Becky said. "Andrew, John is in his room why don't you boys talk, or do whatever boys do. Vicki, let's have a glass of wine and catch up on things." Andrew smiled slyly at Becky and then hurried to John's room. He would stay there until Becky called them to dinner. "So, how long has it been?" Becky asked as she led Vicki to the kitchen where she had wine glasses ready. "At least five years," Vicki said. "Let's see, yes, I think the boys were in the tenth grade." "You're right," Vicki said. Becky handed Vicki the first of several glasses of wine she would ply her with. Then with the bottle of wine in her hand she led her into the living room where they sat next to each other on the sofa. When they were comfortably seated Becky said, "Time really seems to fly by." "It does. Becky, John tells me that you are divorced." "Yes, the bastard ran off with some young slut. I think she was eighteen or nineteen." Vicki shook her head. "I know what you mean. My Edward did almost the same thing. She was a little older, but not by much. Men can be real bastards." "Yes, but I think your Andrew and my John are exceptions." "They certainly are." Becky held up her glass and toasted their shared situation. Then she poured Vicki and another full glass. "Better slow down on that, wine goes right to my head. Two glasses and I will be tipsy," Vicki said. Good, Becky thought as she held her glass up and said, "I am the same way, but sometimes that is a good thing. Here's too two divorced women trying to get by ... and not doing too bad." "Here, here," Vicki said. Soon the two women were giggling like schoolgirls. "So, do you have a boyfriend?" Vicki asked. Becky paused and looked serious for a moment. "Yes, kinda." "Kinda?" Vicki laughed, "You either do or you don't." "Well ... I probably shouldn't tell you this. But ... uh ... I need someone to talk to. My boyfriend is John," she said and paused for a second, then added, "I guess you could call him my boyfriend." Vicki laughed and said, "I am sure he would be if he were not your son." Becky paused and looked into Vicki's eyes. "No, I mean really, he is my boyfriend ... actually my lover." Vicki opened her mouth but nothing came out. "I ... I have been dying to tell someone. I mean, who in the world can one trust nowadays. Since we were such good friends for years and shared so much, and I was looking for someone to confide in ... well, it is hard and I mean, the thing between John and I just happened." Becky hurried her words, as if they were not planned. When Vicki just sat there with her mouth open, Becky continued, "I shouldn't have told you ... it is wrong, but John is the best thing that has ever happened to me. We have been making love for over a month now." "Oh my God!" Vicki said. "Don't hate me. I mean ... oh, damn, I have messed this up," Becky said and acted as if she was close to tears. Vicki reached over and grabbed Becky's hand. "No, no, I'm not judging you. I'm just flabbergasted. I mean, you and John ... I can't believe this." "I know. Please, don't say anything to Andrew ... you know, he and John are such good friends." "Becky," Vicki said and paused. It took a moment before she spoke again. The wine had done the trick. "Becky, I have a confession as well." Becky had to suppress a smile. With relief she realized that it was going to work. "What?" she asked. "You are not going to believe this but ... but Andrew and I are lover's too." "Are you kidding me? I mean are you just saying that to make me feel better?" "No, I would never joke about such a thing. We have been making love for over a year. He is the love of my life and I never want another man." It was Becky's turn to act surprised. "God, I don't know what to say. This is amazing. I mean how many women make love to their own sons and here are two." "Well, probably more than we know," Vicki said. "But for us to have known each other for so many years and then to find out that we are both making love to our sons ... that is incredible." "I am shaking right now," Vicki said. Becky pulled her into her arms. Vicki started to cry as Becky held her. When she pulled away her eyes were wet but she was smiling. "This is so amazing. I have never shared this with anyone and now you ... I mean it couldn't be any more perfect," Vicki said. "I agree," Becky said as she poured another glass of wine for Vicki. "Let's call the boys to dinner. Later we can tell them our secrets." Vicki smiled. "You know, knowing boys, there is a strong possibility that they already know." "I would not be at all surprised. This is so amazing," Becky said as she hugged her new confidant again. At dinner they chatted about mundane things, but did not talk about their secret. Once dinner was over and the dishes cleared, Becky invited everyone into the family room. Vicki and Andrew sat side by side on a love seat and Becky and John did the same on the sofa. "What's the champagne for?" Vicki asked. "That's for another surprise I have ... but I will wait until later to reveal that." "Another surprise?" John asked. "What was the first surprise?" "Yeah, what was the first surprise?" Andrew chimed in. "Should I tell them?" Becky asked. "Please," Vicki said. "Boys, in talking with Vicki, I realized that we have a lot more in common then we even thought. I revealed to Vicki that John and I are lovers and found out that Andrew and she are lovers as well. Isn't that incredible?" John looked at Andrew and both boys acted shocked. "John ... you already knew ... I can tell by the look on your face?" Becky said looking at John with pretend anger. "Sorry, Mom, but sometimes guys just have to share that stuff." "You know too, don't you Andrew? When did you learn this?" Vicki asked with a tone of admonishment. "Just the other day, I swear. I mean ... we were talking and ... it just kind of came out. But I waited a year to tell anyone ... and John is my best friend and ... I'm sorry. "Nothing to be sorry about," Becky said. "Your mom and I did the same thing a few moments ago, so we are even. I say we break out the champagne early." "Okay. But when are you telling us the second secret?" Andrew asked. "I'll wait a bit for that. Boys, you can have one glass and that is it." "Yes," Vicki agreed. "Mooooommmm," the boys said in unison. Becky smiled and poured each of them a glass of champagne. "Here is too friends and lover's," she said as they all took a drink. Vicki said, "To sons and lovers." "To sons and lovers," Becky repeated. "Now that the ice is broken, I want a kiss," Becky said, turning to John. Immediately their lips went together and a mutual moan escaped their lips. Not to be outdone, Andrew pulled his mother to him and they kissed. The first kiss grew into a second and then a third for both couples. Within seconds the room was filled with sexual tension. After a few minutes, Vicki heard rustling on the sofa. When she pulled away from Andrew she gasped and her hand went to her mouth. Becky was leaning back on the sofa and John had his hand between her legs. Even more incredible she had taken his cock out and was stroking it. Becky smiled at her friend and then closed her eyes in pleasure as John's finger slipped into her already wet pussy. The fact that Andrew and Vicki were watching them made it incredibly exciting. She had never been an exhibitionist, but over the last few weeks she found that it was very exciting to know that people were watching. They had made quite a scene in the movie theater and if they hadn't left early they might have ended up on the nightly news. Becky opened her eyes to see that Andrew had been busy too. She gasped when she saw that Andrew had stripped off his mother's top and her large tits were bare. Seeing that, Becky decided to take it further. She slipped to the floor between John's legs. Just before she took his cock into her mouth she glanced over and saw that Vicki had her right hand between her legs and Andrew's cock in her other hand. He was caressing her tit. Becky smiled and engulfed her son's swollen cock. As Becky sucked she realized that everything was working out even better than she could have imagined. She wasn't sure where this was going to end, but up to this point it had been incredibly exciting. After a few minutes of enjoying John's cock she stood up. Vicki was in the process of sucking Andrew's cock now. "Let's get our clothes off," Becky said to John rather loudly. Vicki looked up from her son's cock and watched as mother and son stripped. Her face was a mask of lust. She turned to Andrew and began to pull his pants down. He helped and then stripped his shirt. Vicki then dropped her slacks. "I can't believe we are doing this," she whispered. But Andrew hushed her with a passionate kiss. "I need this cock," Becky said. She pushed John back on the sofa and turned around and sat on his lap, taking his cock into her very wet pussy in one quick movement. "Ahhhh," she gasped as his big cock hit bottom. She looked over at Vicki and smiled. "Join me," she said. Vicki stood up and turned around. She reached between her legs and found her son's cock. "Oh fuck," she gasped as she sat on his cock. Suddenly the room was filled with the moans and groans of the four lovers. Becky bounced on her son's cock as she watched Vicki do the same. "Wait, I have another toast," Becky said. "I want to reveal our second secret." With that she handed Vicki another glass of champagne, without releasing her John's cock from her pussy, and picked up one for herself. With both women sitting on their son's cocks, Becky said, "Vicki, I want to announce that ... that ... I am pregnant with John's baby." "Oh my God," Vicki gasped. Suddenly her eyes glazed over and she began to tremble. To everyone's amazement she began to climax. She fell back onto Andrew's chest as her body convulsed in pleasure. John and Becky stared in amazement as her climax absolutely consumed her. After some time, when she finally stopped trembling, she looked up with embarrassment. "Sorry," she said shyly. "There is nothing for you to be sorry for. That was some climax. It seems that the pregnancy announcement had quite an impact on you. I bet you would love the same thing ... I mean to be pregnant with Andrew's baby," Becky said. Vicki nodded and said, "I ... uh ... well, Andrew and I never talked about it. I mean I am forty and having a baby ... well you know ... it ... oh shit, I think it is incredible for you two." "Mom, can we?" Andrew asked with his best pout. "Oh God, Andrew, if I had known you would approve I would have done it a year ago. I mean ... I have not been entirely honest with you. I ... I have let you cum in me at risky times, but nothing has happened yet. Do you want me to have your baby?" "Are you kidding? I would love it." "Okay, you two lover's, this was supposed to be a toast to my pregnancy. But let's make it a double toast," Becky said. "To my pregnancy, and to Vicki's future pregnancy." The two women lifted their glasses. "To our son's and our lover's, their big cocks and the beautiful babies they are going to give us," Vicki said. "Oops, already given you and will soon give me." The two women emptied their glasses and sat them down. It was time to fuck. Becky watched Vicki as she watched her. They moved up and down on their son's cock in unison, their eyes locked together. "God, this is so good ... I mean ... you here ... and us fucking ... and our sons as lovers," Becky said. "Yes ... uh ... it ... is ... good," Vicki agreed as she continued to take her son's cock. She could see Becky's pussy literally pouring juice onto John's cock and knew that she had to be close to a climax. "Oh yes, oh yes, God that cock is so good," Becky gasped as she began to tremble. "I'm going to cummmmmmm," she almost screamed. She pushed down on John's cock and froze. Waves of pleasure began to creep up her legs and made her pussy pulse. Then the pleasure exploded in her brain. She fell back on John and shook like a leaf in a hurricane. "Mom, I'm going to ... oh fuck," John moaned as his cock began to spasm. A moment later he was sending his potent sperm deep into his mother's willing pussy. Vicki began to bounce up and down on her son rapidly now. She wanted him to climax in her. Andrew moaned that he was getting close. "Yes, cum in me. Cum in your mother's cunt," she screamed as her own climax grew near. Andrew threw his hips into the air, nearly throwing his mother off. His cock began to pump hot cream into her. "Oh fuck, Mom, take my cum, take my baby making sperm into your pussy." Becky and Her Son Pt. 02 With those words Vicki began to climax again. It was some time before the four lover's breathing returned to normal. Becky offered Vicki and Andrew to stay the night. However, she declined saying that she would arrange it at her house in a week or so instead. She said she and Andrew had some catching up to do if she was going to get pregnant. They all laughed. It had been an amazing night for everyone. Chapter 10 The following week and every month thereafter the four of them got together and had sex in the same room. However, there was no swapping of partners even though three of the four would have loved it. Vicki did not give any vibes that she might be interested in switching partners. The others knew enough to leave a good thing alone. Over the next several months Vicki and Becky became very close friends again. It was two months later when Vicki announced that she was pregnant. Their shared secret became a bond that cemented their friendship like few friends ever experience. They spent most of their time together and as their pregnancies progressed they shared all the aches and joys that come with carrying a child. It was made even more special because their sons were the fathers of the babies. For Becky, their closeness was more than just two women sharing a close friendship. Strangely she found that she was sexually attracted to her friend. While she tried to suppress it, chalking it up to her hormones running wild due to the pregnancy, it was nonetheless tangible. Finally, after much consideration, she decided that she was going to take a chance that Vicki felt the same way. During the past months the two of them had established a weekly coffee. Becky would go to Vicki's house one week and then Vicki would come to Becky's the next. They would drink their one cup of coffee and share the progress of their pregnancy, discuss what the boys were doing, and gossip about the news of the day. This week Becky had decided to see what would happen if she made a pass at her friend. Becky was nervous that morning. Today she had worn only a short nightgown without panties. The outfit was not that unusual (except for the lack of panties), because several times one or the other of them had run late and would still be wearing their night clothes when the other arrived. Becky had the coffee on the table in the breakfast nook when the doorbell rang. She hurried to the door and greeted her friend with a warm hug and kiss. "Sorry I am not dressed, but I overslept," Becky said nervously before her friend could ask. "No problem. I often wonder why we bother to get so dressed up for our coffee's," Vicki said as she glanced at the tiny nightie Becky wore. "That is a very sexy gown. How does John let you get out of bed with it on?" "Sometimes he doesn't," Becky laughed. "But, it is really practical now," Becky said as she lifted the front of the gown over her growing belly. She knew that Vicki would see that she was naked underneath and almost trembled in anticipation. "There isn't much I can wear that is comfortable at night." "Tell me about it," Vicki said rubbing her stomach. "Wait a month or two," Becky said with a smile as she turned until she was beside Vicki and pulled up the gown again. "Let's compare our bellies." Vicki pulled her shirt up and the waist of her dress down. They stood side by side and looked down. Becky's belly was a good bit larger. "Your belly is quite a bit bigger, even with several month's difference. Must be a boy," Vicki said. "Could be. My boobs are bigger too, but they were bigger at the start ... maybe too big," she laughed "Oh, I love your boobs. They stand up so nice," Vicki said as she pulled her top up to reveal her breasts. "Mine are too saggy." "Nonsense," Becky said. Taking a chance she reached over and caressed her friend's tits. "They are mature and that is sexy." Vicki looked surprised, but quickly recovered and said, "You think so? I worry that Andrew will not ... uh ... you know, be turned on by them anymore." "He would be crazy. I'll tell you a secret ... John loves your big brown nipples." "Really?" Becky nodded. "I shouldn't tell you this, but he said he would love to suck them," Becky said and laughed. "Oh my. Don't get me started," Vicki warned. "It seems like I am horny all the time now. It must be the pregnancy." "Me too. Maybe we should let the boys play with each other's tits ... you know, my John with yours and Andrew with mine," Becky said, holding her breath as she waited for Vicki's answer. At the same time she continued to caress her friend's tits. "That could be fun," Vicki answered. It appeared that her breathing was increasing. Becky saw it and let her breath out. "Let's get out of the hallway," Becky said as she led her friend into the breakfast area. They sat down and poured their one and only cup of coffee for the day. As Becky sat down her tiny gown pulled up over her thighs, revealing the lower portion of her belly and her pussy. "Can't quite be modest with this tiny thing on," she said. "Nothing I haven't seen," Vicki responded as she glanced down at her friend. "That is true. The truth is, I like you looking," Becky said, actually blushing. Here it is, she thought. "Becky, don't say that ... in the state I'm in ... I can't be responsible for what happens." That was all Becky needed. She stood up and pulled her friend to her feet. "Let's be irresponsible then." With that Becky pulled Vicki into her arms, her belly pressing to her friend and their tits pressing together, and they kissed. It started out slowly, but within seconds had turned very passionate. Becky had to moan when her friend opened her mouth to allow her tongue inside. Then her tongue was forced back and Vicki's tongue was in her mouth. Becky gasped when Vicki's hand slipped down and caressed her lower belly. When they pulled away, both were breathing heavily. "God, I have wanted to do that for so long," Vicki breathed. "Really?" "Oh yes, I think since the first time the four of us got together." "Oh Vicki, I feel the same way. I mean I have never been attracted to a woman, but with you ... I just thought it was my hormones," Becky said. "Maybe it is our hormones, but I don't care," Vicki said as she pulled Becky to her for another kiss. "I don't care either," Becky replied, breathless now. She grasped her friend's ass and pulled her tightly to her, their mouths together again, tongues searching. Suddenly the two of them were frantically pulling each other's clothes off. When they were naked they embraced again, feeling their bare flesh pressed together. Becky bent her head and found Vicki's swollen nipples. She sucked and licked them until Vicki pulled her up so she could repay the favor. "Mmmm, I know John would be jealous right now." "Oh, God, Becky, you are making me crazy." "I want to eat your pussy," Becky whispered, almost shyly. "Oh, Becky," Vicki moaned and pulled her friend to the floor. Their pregnancies made it difficult for them to get together, but they eventually found themselves in a 69. Becky looked at her friend's drooling pussy and thought it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She had never looked at a pussy this closely before. The swollen inner lips were poking out and glistening with juice. They were crinkled and she could swear they were pulsing. With a moan she placed her mouth on her friend's pussy and sucked the lips into her mouth. Vicki did the same to her. Soon they were sucking and licking each other like they had done this a thousand times. Both of them knew what they liked and used that knowledge to please the other. Becky heard Vicki whispered, "Oh I love that your pussy is so smooth." Becky moaned in response as she delved deeply into her friend's pussy. The taste and smell of her friend went immediately to her head. She felt light headed and she realized that she was moving rapidly toward a climax. She normally would take a bit of time to climax, however her friend's mouth on her most intimate part brought her to her peak. She began to tremble and moan as the waves of pleasure began to consume her. Remembering that she gushed sometimes when she climaxed, especially when she was really excited, she tried to warn Vicki. "Vickkkkiiii," she gasped as she began to convulse in pleasure. Her pussy began to quiver and suddenly she began to gush. She tried to push Vicki away, but it was too late. Vicki felt it the juice gush from her pussy and lurched back in surprise. She had heard that some women squirted when they climaxed, but was not expecting it. When Vicki realized what was happening, she dove back between her friend's open thighs. She moaned as the sweet juice of her friend poured into her sucking mouth. "Oh my God, Vicki," Becky screamed when she felt her friends lips on her squirting pussy. Her climax intensified and that made her squirt even more juice. When one climax ebbed, another seemed to follow. "Mmmmmfffffppppphhhhh," Vicki mumbled as she sucked and licked Becky's gushing pussy. Finally Becky, after uncountable climaxes, had to push Vicki's head away. She fell back on the floor and covered her face in embarrassment. "I'm sorry," she said. Vicki laughed wiping her dripping face. "There is nothing to be sorry about. That was amazing. How long have you been doing that?" Becky with her face red from embarrassment said, "Just ... just since John and I have been having sex. I should have warned you." "That is no problem, I loved it. Maybe you can teach me how you do that." "You did ... you loved it?" "Yes. I have never seen anything like it. But I think I need a towel," Vicki laughed. "Oh, yes, I'm sorry," Becky said as she jumped up and ran to get a towel. When she returned, she apologized again. Then she said, "I guess I ended your excitement too early." "Not really," Vicki said. "I'm still very excited." Becky smiled and sat on the floor next to her friend. She pulled her into her arms and kissed her passionately. Then she kissed down her neck to her now heaving tits. She sucked one large brown nipple into her mouth and then the other. "Mmmmm, I love sucking your tits." "You can suck them all you want," Vicki responded breathlessly. "Nope, I want to suck your pussy again." With that Becky went onto her back. "Sit on my face. I want you to control it." Vicki didn't protest. She straddled Becky's head and slowly brought her pussy to her mouth. "Ohhhhhh, yes," she gasped as Becky began to lick and suck her still very wet pussy. Vicki couldn't help herself and began to sway her hips, pressing her pussy to Becky's sucking mouth. She began to gasp for breath when she felt her tongue delve deeply into her pulsing hole. She pressed down hard before she realized that she might be smothering her friend. If Becky minded she gave no indication. "Yes, yes, yes," Vicky gasped as she felt her climax coming on. She leaned back and let out a long moan. "I'm ... I'm ... going to ... ahhhhh ... climax," she moaned. Becky heard her voice as if from far away. She sucked harder. "Becky, Becky, Becky," Vicki cried as her body thrashed and bucked on her lover's face. Her climax was strong and lasted a long time. When she finally came down she fell to the side. When she turned she saw Becky smiling at her. "Now my face is as wet as yours was," Becky said. She kissed her friend again. Later when they were dressed Becky led her friend to the door. They kissed passionately for several long moments. Becky pulled away and said, "I feel like you are part of my family now." With tears welling up in Vicki's eyes she said, "I feel the same way. I hope it never changes." "It won't," Becky said. "What do you think the boys will say when they find out that we are lovers?" Vicki asked. "Hmmm, I know my John will love it." Vicki laughed. "So will Andrew." "You know what I was thinking?" Becky asked. "What?" "I was thinking how nice it might be if we swapped son's some time." "Really?" Vicki said. "Do you think the boys would like that?" "I am sure they both would. Now that we have made love isn't it a natural extension?" Becky said. Vicki smiled. "I think you might be right. But what if after we have had our babies they want to still fuck us. I mean I am not going on the pill because Andrew said he wants to make me pregnant again ... maybe three babies." "John and I want the same thing. We want three or four if I can have them," Becky said and paused. "Well maybe it wouldn't be so bad ... you know, I mean if I got pregnant with Andrew's baby." Vicki's eyes lit up. "Oh my God, that is so amazing. I think my pussy is staring to leak again." Becky smiled lustfully. "Have you got time to go upstairs with me?" "I will make time." Becky took Vicki's hand and as she led her upstairs she said, "Wait until we tell the boys about this." With that Becky pulled her friend hurriedly toward the bedroom. They were still in bed when Andrew and John came home. The End