7 comments/ 161791 views/ 39 favorites Both Mothers Got It By: qualitywheat This is a 'mature' story finished by incest, okay? * Anna knew she was getting weaker, her resolve slipping away like water going over a fall. She had never been the strongest of people, she had nearly always done what other people had wanted, even when growing up she would defer to friends and family. She wasn't a doormat in any way, but her persona led her to being the person she was, and really now, at the age of 39, nearly 40 she was under an almost invisible attack that was weakening her resolve like never before. Anna attracted people to her like moths to a flame, her opinion was always sought, she had lots of real and good friends, she could and did chat to anyone and easily, she was never lost for words, and everyone loved her. Events took place in her home all the time, there were always people around, BBQs, parties, something happening. Her home had its own open door policy. It wasn't unusual for anyone of her friends, her husband's friends and her son's friends to walk in, plonk themselves down at her kitchen table and make themselves at home. She would feed and water any passing buddy. She wasn't put upon, she would find parcels of this that and the other left as a sort of payment, be it food and drink, if it wasn't used there and then, it would find a way out on a Saturday night, a Sunday BBQ, mid week you name it, it got used eventually. They were also regularly treated and taken out for lunches and the like. Alan and his best mate were always around; in fact she would often say that his pal was there more than he was. And this was her problem, as he had grown up into the fine young man he now was, as had her son Alan. He was hitting on her and she was finding it harder and harder to resist it, and him. Pete had something on her, not blackmail, but he could pull her strings, make eye contact with her that only she knew what it meant, a way of smiling that said, 'I want you, I'm desperate for you, you are a gorgeous sexy woman Anna.' Some times he got to touch her, it made her feel hot, his presence was enticing her into a hole she was finding increasingly difficult to climb out of. And on top of that, he seemed to know exactly what he was doing. He had her number! Even with others there he found ways to innocently be close to her, just in passing, sitting, or chatting. Anna knew it was happening, she also knew no one else did, especially her husband and son. Every thing that happened in their house was viewed but meant nothing to them. But to Anna it was becoming everything. What she could do about it, what should she do about it, how could she tackle the problem? There was no way she could it seemed, because she couldn't even define it herself. Anna looked at herself in her hallway mirror, her son and Pete were upstairs on a game thing on his computer, she had taken them sandwiches and drink. Pete had caressed her hand when taking them from her and she had blushed, it made her feel the fire. The flush in her cheeks were still there as she peered at herself, had Alan seen it? If he had he hadn't made it apparent, he had hardly even looked at her. She gave herself the once over, she was still hot to look at, still had the look, she still had it! She could still draw looks from all sexes, and she was decidedly happy she could and did. She was a woman after all, and women needed to be appreciated and Anna was no different from any other woman. Her dark brown hair was still soft, thick and luxuriant, just above her slim shoulders, it shrouded her beautiful full lipped face, her high cheek bones highlighted her deep dark eyes, where carefully managed eye brows arched gracefully over them, her lashes were long and feline. Her body was in fine shape; she didn't smoke, drank little and worked out. She could fix a man in place with her gaze, and Pete was no exception, the colour of her pupils, the pure whiteness surrounding them gave her an almost hypnotic gaze, and Pete found it nigh on impossible to break his return stare unless Anna removed hers from him. In her opinion her tits were her finest asset though many men would disagree, she loved them, they were high and proud, not overly large but large enough, upturned nipples that were dark coloured and itchy at the best of times. But they were super sensitive at their worst. She had a fantastic ass, which is what many men noticed of her, but she wasn't too aware of that and her legs were near perfect. All in all Anna looked upon herself as a lucky woman to be born beautiful the way she had been. It was then that she realised her nipples were almost barking like a hungry dog at her, they were calling to her for some attention! Her face flushed again when she admitted sullenly to her reflection that she was turned on, and if she had been alone in the house she would have done something about it. She was wearing a small cotton light brown top, not revealing or tight, but it fitted her body very snugly, a short skirt that finished just above her shapely knees. And at the proud height of 5ft 8" she was standing at nearly 5ft 11" in the heels she was wearing, no stockings or tights, just panties and bra, a little make up completed today's ensemble. Her husband of 19 years was out, Alan her 18 year old son and pal were upstairs as she walked back into her kitchen. Anna had had a few near misses over the years from male acquaintances of her husband, and even husbands of some of her friends, work colleagues etc, but she had remained faithfully intact. But now she knew all that was in danger, and in danger from her son's best friend. He had started hitting on her a year ago, it had crept up on her gradually, little nuances, words, touches, looks, smiles, raised eye brows, it was all there. Now she was all too well aware of it, and she didn't or couldn't understand why she liked it. It excited her to know that she knew and felt it. No one else in the whole wide world even suspected it was going on. Only yesterday he had rubbed his foot up and back down her calf while they were all sat at the table in the kitchen. His foot had left as quickly as it had arrived, and was gone before she had time to react. But she felt her face heat colour and flush, her pussy and nipples cramped. She coughed to hide it as an excuse for something tickling her throat, she smiled all round finally letting her huge eyes rest on Pete for a moment longer than she should have done. He secretly winked and smiled knowingly back, Anna nearly died; but she knew, and Anna got the message loud and clear. Now here she was standing in her kitchen, wishing she had the courage to unburden herself and provide relief to her aching tits and pussy, but she daren't do anything like that, it would be too embarrassing. She looked for something to do, she decided to clean out her high level cupboards, as she began there was a commotion from her son's bedroom overhead, then stamping of feet and a sudden rushing and pounding on the stairs. Her son Alan raced into the kitchen and donning a jacket. "Got to go mom," he said over a disappearing shoulder, she dashed after him asking what was the matter? "Nothing," he told her and was gone, Anna turned and re-entered her kitchen closing the door behind her, forgetting Pete was still here until he spoke to her. "Are you okay Mrs J?" Anna was startled for a moment. "Oh Pete, sorry," she said, "I forgot you were here for a minute, what's happened, where's he gone?" "He got a call from a girl called Christine," he told her, "he's been chasing her for weeks, and she's just called him and said she wants to see him, she's told him she wants to go out with him." "Oh," Anna said, feeling a little wave of disappointment. Pete saw the momentary downcast look and stepped to her; he put his arms around her and whispered in her ear. "Don't look so sad Mrs J," he said softly, "I'm here." Anna didn't see nor realise the danger she was in, the choppy waters she was sailing were about to swamp her life's boat. Pete had pulled her gently up close, they was toe to toe, body to body, her head was bowed a little, it was then that Anna felt the heat inside her. She was still turned on, and now it had reared its devilish head, the flame flared and burned fiercely in her, and she was about to be devoured by it, it was about to consume her. He whispered something so softly she didn't hear it; it was to be her downfall. She lifted her beautiful face to ask him what he had said and he kissed her. She was so taken aback that she didn't resist, Anna just stood there in the kiss. He held it for a very long moment, and then she innocently and unknowingly replied and responded to it. Her hands which were at her side lifted and came to rest on his hips, he adjusted his pose, one arm dropped to just above her ass, the other wound around her shoulder to hold her tight to him. Slightly turning her to his eager young body, she could feel a bulge pressing into her. Anna found her self leaning back a little making it easy for him to complete the dirty deed he was about to enact. The kiss deepened into an unforgiving controlling power she had no defence for. She knew what was happening, what was going to happen, and there was no gateway for her to walk through, away from her imminent seduction at the hands of this good looking boy. Her eyes fluttered then closed for ever more, her body had more or less given up what fight it had left. She was sliding, slipping, warming, and melting into him. She also knew this was wrong and shouldn't be happening, but it wasn't her call to make. Her whole body had voted for it unanimously. Anna found herself in her sitting room and being lowered onto her expansive sofa, she had no recollection of getting there, she just was there now! Lips were still locked in an unbreakable kiss, tongues licking, sucking and tussling with the other. Her entire body was on fire, she was super hot and interminably aroused. When his fingers closed over her firm breast and gently squashed a raging nipple she heard her self scream into his mouth. The moment she had feared, was taking place, had she seen it all before in her mind, she pictured her demise at the hands of her son's best friend. In the back of her mind she had known it would happen given timing and opportunity, she had known somehow that he would get to her some way. It was seemingly unavoidable the moment after he had run his foot up and down her leg the way he had. It was ordained in the stars; her immediate future was upon her right now. She moaned into his mouth, he moaned into hers, her arms were around him holding him to her, Anna moved against him, letting him know that she was there, in the mix, ready to rock and roll, she wanted nothing more that to experience his love, his touch, his strength of character, his aura, personal being, she wanted it badly. Anna wanted sex pure and simple, it wasn't a case of wanting love, she wanted sex, nothing more nothing less! Anna was woman; it was in her remit as a woman in need to give into the man, this man, this boy, her man, her boy. To be his lover whoever he was. It was the natural state of the woman she was since time immemorial, to lay back and ready herself for his dominance of her. The mounting of her submissive body by his stronger, and strident body, hers was a body in heat that she had never known or indeed felt, not like this, this was new, unknown, too powerful to reject or resist, or even to enter her mind to do so. Movement was going on around her but she couldn't rouse her thoughts to understand what, her sole thoughts were him. That he was about to take her, to rip away her marriage vows, her fidelity, faithfulness, did she care? Did she fuck! She wanted to feel him in her, on her, skin to skin, body to body. To feel him in her most secret of place that until now had been the sole preserve of her now innocent hapless husband. The movement she had felt was her panties being tugged, ripped, and torn away, another movement was his jeans being pushed down and kicked off. Then he was piercing her, spreading her thighs wide to give him every bit of access he wanted, forcing her knees to rise up, making her gasp as she felt him widen her tight love channel. Her glistening soaking slick love channel which had only ever had one cock in it, in its entire life. The kiss had ended and she was gasping for breath, breathing raggedly, deeply, gulping for air as he descended into her, deeper and deeper. She was boiling over, raging fires were burning out of her control. He was harder than her husband had ever been, he was bigger too in every direction, this she knew because she was fuller than she had ever been, there wasn't a millimetre of room left in her that was filled, filled with young and vibrant cock. Anna came in a sudden squeal, it pounded her brain, filled her mind, devastated it, it screwed her body up tight, her nipples exploded with a sudden burst that she had never experienced before. She cried out into his neck, she kissed him passionately; the suddenness of her seduction had defeated and vanquished her beyond redemption. She loved this boy, she loved what he had made her do, how he had forced himself on her, making her cum the way she had, and she loved what he had just done to her. She loved the feel of his big young cock as he continued to pound her, driving himself onward to his own destruction. Pete came in her with a giant grunt that could have been heard down the street. His spunk lashed its way into her waiting cervix, her womb, her willing body sucked it all up and kept it all in its heart. They lay there in each others arms for a long time before she giggled, it was a satisfied lover's giggle, Pete sniggered too, he lifted his head and looked at the wondrous beauty below him. "Hi," he ventured. "Hi yourself," Anna smiled. He leaned in for a kiss, Anna gave it to him, it was a long soft tender kiss that left them both just as breathless. "I think we had better move Pete," she said softly, lovingly, "someone may walk right in on us?" "Hmmm," he replied, and rose slowly letting his half hard cock flop out, he looked at it, looked at Anna, and smiled. Anna looked and smiled back at him. They got to their feet, Anna bent and picked up their garments, nodding at the door, she said. "Come on we'll be safer upstairs in my bedroom, hey?" she enquired. "Yes definitely Mrs J," he answered. "Anna Pete, call me Anna from now on, when we are alone anyway okay?" "You bet Anna," he said, taking her in his strong powerful arms once again and kissing her. "Come on baby," she said, and headed towards the stairs and her bed. Anna wanted more of what he had to offer her, knowing full well he had it for her, and she definitely had it for him now, she wanted him in her again as soon as possible. There was no way on earth that she was going to finish this here this day. She was naked before she hit the bed and threw herself on to her back and lifted her knees to reveal her sopping pussy. Pete was right behind her throwing off his clothes as fast as she had. And then he was on her again, kissing and loving the beautiful mother of his best friend. Anna gave everything back, her kisses and love were given totally, utterly freely and willingly. She grabbed his still wet and sticky cock and it grew back to full hardness as if she had pumped it up like a tire. Pete mounted her again and this time he absolutely hammered her the way only a young and very virile young man can hammer a woman. Anna was in stupefied awe of him, her legs and feet high in the air waving about as he bounced her on her marital bed, her arms tight around him, holding on for grim death, her nails digging in making their hold uncompromising. Her teeth clamped tight to his shoulder, making him squirm in wonderful glorious pain. They fucked and loved each other until neither could fuck any more, Anna had had so many orgasms she couldn't possibly have counted them. Pete had shot another humongous load of his thick cum deep into her once more. Anna had had a good sex life with her husband but she couldn't ever remember being battered like this, never. It had been such a monumental battering, as it had been sudden and unexpected, she really had been blindsided by him, it was fantastic! Anna wondered if this was the baby she had secretly been trying for with her husband. He knew she wanted another baby before it was too late, but was under the impression that she was still on the pill, but she hadn't taken it for more than a year now. Pete rolled sadly away, kissing as he did, touching her soft body, squeezing and nipple, Anna moaned, and slid over him to love him. They spent a lot of time kissing, licking and sucking, her body roving his, finding it, learning it, sensing it, and taking in his smell. Pete lay there in utter submission as she did her thing, he revelled in her actions, the things she did, her touches, kisses, nips of her teeth, all of her. "Come on baby, we have to get up now." Pete reluctantly agreed. "Can we, er, I mean, will..." "Yes Pete we will, you know when I'm on my own here, so we will have lots of time and opportunity again, but this must not get out baby, I mean it, no one must ever know, okay honey?" She told him. "Not a word Anna I promise you, cross my heart." He swore. She smiled at him and they shared a lovers kiss that only true lovers can share with each other. They went into the bathroom where Anna showered and Pete washed himself at the sink. Anna redressed as did Pete, and they went down stairs where they had time for each other on the sofa, while listening for others. Pete murdered Anna's nipple, she creased his ready again young prick, the loving was passionate. The phone rang, Anna picked it up. "Hi Mike," she said, it was her husband. "No, nothing, Pete is here annoying me as usual," she smiled at her young boy lover, who squeezed a nipple, making Anna frown and pout in arousal, she shook her lovely head 'no,' to him, he just smiled and lay back on the sofa, placing her hand on his thick erection. Anna squeezed it deliciously. "Alan is off with a new girlfriend, just shot off he did and left me alone with Pete, he's a bloody nuisance!" she giggled as she rubbed his cock. She worked his zip down and fished inside for him, he helped her to gain her hold. Now she had it out and in her soft hand, she worked him up and down while she talked to her husband, Anna felt deliciously wonderfully naughty and sexy. "Yes okay Mike see you later, I am going to have a snack now," she said eyeing up Pete's big cock lasciviously. "What am I going to have, er," she pondered, "oh I know, I have some pork sausage I'm going to have that, and followed by some nice soft thick ice cream, mmmm," she whispered into the phone, but staring intently at Pete and his bright red tipped pulsing magnetic cock, "am I going to enjoy that," she mumbled. Anna felt the heat and the power of the column of flesh in her hand, the strength of it, its pulsing power, the red turgid angry mushroom head that pulled at her heart at its appearance mesmerised her. If stamina was an Olympic sport, or an event in the world championships Pete would be world champion and record holder by far she thought. "Yes Mike, bye," Anna said to him, she nearly threw the phone down, dived on Pete's cock and engulfed it, Pete jumped backwards at the disappearance of his prick as Anna swallowed it whole. Anna tried to force it down her throat but couldn't get that thick ridged balloon past her tonsils. So she settled for a maniacal style of sucking at it, she powered her mouth up and attempted to suck it right off his stiff hard shaft. Pete was all over the sofa as she attacked him, hands in her hair, behind his head, over the back and arms of the sofa, jerking his hips up and down as she put him through the mincer that was her gorgeous mouth. Both knew that he wouldn't cum any time soon, and both knew they wouldn't have time to continue. Anna told herself that next time she would have him at her mercy and demolish him completely. Both Mothers Got It Anna wanted to get at his balls to suck them up, 'one at a time though,' she told herself with a smile as she gobbled away at his big bell end, but they were tucked away in his jeans and were unavailable just yet. She used her hand to let him know she was after them too. Pete groaned in sheer appreciation. He loved this, he loved the way Anna was with him, how she obviously wanted it and him. All too soon noises were heard from the drive, Anna jumped to her feet, Pete reluctantly pushed his still rampant prick into his pants. Anna shot into the downstairs bathroom to tidy herself up, Pete went upstairs to do the same. Anna's husband walked into the kitchen and greeted his wife with a kiss on the lips, not knowing that only a couple of minutes before those very lips had been bolted down on to a prick that now had ownership of her mouth and pussy. Pete strolled in and helloed Mr J, they smiled, Pete said he'd call round later and try to catch Alan. He left after giving Anna a blow kiss. He went home feeling on top of the world, what a day it had been, her had actually got and fucked his best friends mother after seemingly lusting after all his life, he couldn't ever remember not wanting to be near her and to love her. That night Anna's husband wanted to make love, she was in turmoil over the events of her day, her guilt trip was palpable but she managed to get through it and make him believe that all was okay, but any husband worth his salt would know when something was amiss, although whatever that was, he had no idea but he sensed something was wrong. The next morning Pete was there for breakfast, Anna watched him walk in as if yesterday hadn't happened, this pleased her greatly. But as soon as he got the chance he had her wrapped up and giggling as he kissed her neck. She could feel his erection pressing tight into her it made her moan for it. She looked at him and said. "Alan's upstairs you had better go see him, go now before its too late," she ordered. Pete hurried away, he knew the consequences of messing around like this, capture! But his desire for his pal's mother got the better of him and he made an excuse to go down. Anna had known this would happen and the only thing she could think of doing was to be prepared for him. She had removed her panties, and was naked under her skirt, she had it planned. The breakfast bar was just around the corner of the hallway to kitchen door, it would afford a modicum of protection, give her time to look innocent? She went around the other side when she heard footfalls on the stairs, but not knowing who it was, her money was on Pete, she won the bet! He strode to her and grabbed her, Anna grabbed him too, both were in a sort of frenzy, their actions were frenetic to say the least. "Hurry," she whispered, and bent over the counter holding on with both hands but lifting her skirt first, she had never been as desperate as this to have cock inside her, it was the most urgent thing in her life right now. Pete unzipped, pulled his prick out and banged it up his friend's mother in one swift rapid hit. Anna's head bent in acceptance and came immediately. It was glorious; she melted and moaned into her arms to smother her love squeaks. Pete rocked back and forth in her and suddenly shot his load from his cum filled aching balls, it added its weight to yesterdays load and filled her womb once more aiding the loads he had dumped and confirming to neither that the baby she wanted was already being formed by his super potent seed. He quickly pulled out dropping his and her cum down her legs and to the floor; he disappeared into the down stairs bathroom and cleaned up, gave Anna a loving kiss and returned to his mate. Anna limped in after him to also clean up, she was in a daze, her knees were weak, her whole body trembling with the force of his ejaculation and her orgasm. And also from the sudden and withering assault on her rampant pussy. Upstairs Alan and Pete chatted, then came something that almost dropped Pete to the floor. "Are you going to have a go at my mother one day then Pete?" he asked enquiringly. "Have a go, what do you mean Al?" He stammered. "Pete we have been best pals for years, I know you and I know you have the hots for her, and even though she's my mother, and I certainly shouldn't say this, if you kept it quiet then I wouldn't say anything." Pete was more than stunned, but knowing Al as well as he knew him, he said in reply. "Am I that obvious Al, I'm sorry, I didn't know, I thought I was keeping it hidden." "You couldn't hide it Pete, not from me anyway." "Wow," Pete said, "the cat is out of the bag, big time." "Sure is Pete, but there's another cat to get out of the bag." "Whats that then?" Pete said, knowing there was something devious going on in Al's agile mind. "You have a go at my mother, see how you go on?" "And?" Pete said, waiting for him to continue. What Al said next nearly flattened him, shocked him to the core. "I get to have a goo too." "No!" Pete whispered. "Not at my mother you dope, yours!" "Mine," Pete shouted too loud. "Yes yours, you have a go at mine, I'm off round to have a go at Elena!" "Jesus H bloody Christ!" Pete muttered, but then smiled, this was too good, he already knew Anna would put out any time he wanted. Al's trouble would be at the other end, and did Pete care, well, yes he did, but the prize was too great to pass by. "Okay Al, but if I win and you don't what then?" "Don't you worry my friend, do we have a deal?" Pete hesitated for good grace and relented. "Yep okay Al, we have a deal, and may the best man win," already knowing he had won any battle. "Nothing to do with the best man winning Pete, its to do with you scoring with my mother, and me scoring with yours, yes?" "You got it mate," Pete replied happily, knowing that as soon as Al had gone he would have his mother right where he wanted her, underneath him! They two boys hugged each other, Al went to shower, Pete went down and kissed and fondled Anna until she was wobbling on her feet. Alan came down and said he had to go, his mother was fine with that and asked him to call her when he was coming back. "Don't you worry your pretty head mum, I will." Alan left in a hurry to get around to Pete's divorced mothers house, she was waiting for him. "Darling," she whispered huskily, as he picked her up and carried her off to her bed to fuck the life out of the woman that had been his for the last 2 months. All the times he had made excuses and left Pete at his house while he went around and seduced his mother over and over. It hadn't always been this way, he had had to take her, he had forced himself on her and forcibly seduced her against her will until she had given in, and was now his more than very willing lover. He told Elena what he had done, and after the initial shock she chortled at the prospect of Alan being here shagging her life away, and Pete now possibly doing the same to her friend. Pete had got her as son as Alan was out of the door, dragged her into the sitting room and pushed her manfully over the back of her sofa. Anna capitulated no resistance. He ceremoniously ripped away her thing saying, "Mine, all mine." "Yes baby, it is, it is all yours," his best friends mother told him, "do what you want with it, anything babes, anything." Pete drove his prick hard and deep into her making her moan and groan, pain and sublime subjection swamped her time after time, he reached round and yanked her top away, feeling for her nipples Anna's delirious reaction was to cum fast hard, and long, the rippling shuddering of her body went on and on. Her cum ran down her legs, she was wetter than she had ever been. Then came the defining moment in her life, and her affair with her son's best friend. He pulled back and drove it all the way up her tight little brown puckered shit chute. He had his hand pressed hard into the middle of her back, and fucked her savagely but methodically. Anna screamed out, tried to get up, tried to slide away, move herself from the terrible pain she was being subjected to. But it was all to no avail, there was nothing she could do, Pete had her and she knew there was no way of escape. Pete kept at her ass, pumping slower than before as he felt her slip into his control. "Pete," she whispered, "oh Pete." Was all she could sa6y, as he kept his will over hers. She had never done this; neither her nor her husband had ever been inclined to try it. But Pete did, it was one thing that had always been upper most in his fertile mind, having his best friend's mother helplessly over the back of her sofa whilst he fucked her ass, and now he was doing her, his dream was now reality. Anna gave in hopelessly, she had to relax and accept the force fucking and rape of her ass, and she slowly grew to love it, simply because she understood that it was what Pete had wanted, and she already knew that what Pete wanted, Pete got! Then she felt him jerk and her ass seemed to swell, it grew hot internally, she felt like she was being powered up, and then she knew what it was, he was cumming in her ass, it forced a monumental and totally unexpected orgasm of unknown quality from her, Anna flopped down as if in a dead faint. The next thing Anna knew was the staircase was passing her, she was being carried up to her marital bed once more, she smiled gleefully. Pete plopped her down and went to wash himself off, not knowing he could have made her lick and suck him clean, but that would wait for another time. By the time he climbed onto the bed with her she regained most of her senses. Anna dived at him and forced him over on to his back and supped at his prick, he squirmed under her and got himself in the 69 position, Anna pressed her knees tight to his head and responded in kind, she sat down on his face and he was tongue deep in moments, giving her a lashing, he wasn't too sure of what to do really, but thought, 'it couldn't be that hard could it?' Anna was making herself cum and cum, he twisted and pulled, yanked and crushed her nipples adding to the manic loving each was giving the other. Soon both were literally exhausted by their efforts, both gave the other as much as they could. But Pete still rose gallantly to his knees and got behind Anna, and mounted her from the back, how his prick stayed hard he never knew, but he lay the credit solely with Anna, it was her sexy beauty that was making him this way. ................................................................................ A week later Anna was now well into being fucked wholesale, she didn't know which way was up any more. Both boys were hammering each others mothers and swapping notes and details. They had even discussed the real possibility of swapping and maybe even threesomes. But the winds of change were about to sweep all before them. And now both women were very pregnant, Pete's mother already one month, and Anna had just missed her period. That night in bed Anna's husband asked her 'what was wrong?' "Wrong, what do you mean?" Anna asked. "I mean the change in you Anna, you are not who you were any more for some reason?" Anna knew it was time to try and square the circle, "I have missed my period Mike," she said. "What! Are you telling me you're pregnant, How can you be, you take the pill!" "I stopped taking it a year ago, we are having a baby Mike," knowing almost 100% that it was Pete's. Her husband fell back on the bed stunned. Now Anna knew she had to stop seeing Pete, seeing him the way she was, it all had to go back to how it was before he had seduced her. She was determined her resolve would not be broken, her marriage meant too much for her to squander her life this way. But Anna also had no idea of the winds of change that were about to thunder through her life in such an irrevocable way. She and her husband sat up half of the night talking about their lives, her unknown explanation to him of her desperate desire to have another baby. He had gathered over the last few years that she had indeed wanted another but had sat back and let her decide. This, he accepted was the reason for the 'change' in her he had noticed over the last few weeks, not knowing that she was being ram rodded by his son's best friend. That night Alan Pete were in Pete's bedroom, he was sleeping over and they were discussing the future of their respective mothers, both agrees and deciding that they would take over their own, and leave each to find the way forward, blackmail was an option, they didn't want to go down that road but if needs must to bring them to heel then it would be done! The following day Anna went to her doctors to start the pregnancy journey. Alan was at home, he was waiting for her, he had decided that the best form of attack was just to take her and see where it led him, though he would give one shot at getting his mother into his bed simply by telling her he wanted her, needed her, and as she was his mother she should say yes to him. Pete was already laying it on the line to his mother, who broke down when he told her he knew of hers and Alan's 'carrying on.' Her saving grace was there would be no more tip toeing around, secrecy and worry about being found out. The upside, or downside depending on her point of view was, he told her. "You will have a man in your life, it will be me," he said, "and I will have you, looking back, it's always been what I wanted, and now mum, I am claiming you, no way back, no way out, okay?" It was more of a statement than a two way discussion, his mother saw his reasoning, but having sex with her own son was something that she had never contemplated, and she wondered if she could even 'go' with it. "Darling this is the most unusual thing I have ever heard, in fact, I'm in shock, you want us to be a couple, have sex and live as man and wife, is that what you are saying honey?" Pete was happy that she had got it, and hadn't reared up at him about it. "Got it in one mum." Taking hold of her hand he tugged her after him, he wanted to get on with it, 'strike while the iron is hot and all the rest of it,' he thought. "Pete wait honey, not so fast, please?" Deaf ears was all she got, he had her up and into her bedroom quicker than she could anticipate, he began to kiss her, fondle her, his urgency took him over and his mother's love for him made her sympathise with his need for her, she relaxed and slowly gave in, just like a mother with a new born baby depending on it's mothers milk, he depended on her to love him. She had no option but to give him what he wanted, but had no idea where she was headed now. Pete lowered his mother on to her bed and began their unification, he was taking her, she was giving herself to him. Joint venture! Alan stood as his mother entered her home, Alan walked to her, took her coat, hung it up, turned and took her in his arms and kissed her, but it wasn't a son's kiss, it was the kiss of a man in urgent need of his woman. Anna gasped for breath, tried to push her son off but was held in a vice like grip, he left her luscious lips and hit her neck, Anna shuddered. "Alan, what are you doing, what is it baby tell me?" "I want you mum, I have to have you all to myself, you are mine now, I have to have you and I am, sorry mum but that's the way it has to be now." Anna was more confused than she ever had been, she had been gearing herself up to tell Pete it was over, and now here she was in the arms of her son and he was telling her that he was having her, taking her, end of! "Alan please honey tell me whats going on, please," she whispered as he attacked her sensitive neck, Alan knew where to hit her, Pete had told him all he wanted to know, he squeezed a nipple, Anna groaned. "Please Alan stop, please?" she heard herself begging. "Sorry mum, no can do, this has to be, you and Pete are over, I am the new man in your life now and will be for the foreseeable future." His words stunned her, he knew about her and Pete! And his words had just been unequivocal. The next thing Anna knew was she was up off her feet, Alan locked the door and he took her up the stairs. Kicking her feet lamely Anna could do nothing. He carried her into his bedroom and deposited her on his bed making sure he didn't let go. Anna begged her son to stop but she knew that look in his eyes, that look had always told her that there was no way to brook and argument or discussion, he had been the same way since he had been a small boy. Alan began what he hoped was her surrender, he was under no illusion of the immensity of his task, he would go all the way, and if she didn't give in, he would do it again, and only then would he relent. His mother would give in very shortly, it would be the moment when his young prick entered her body, the utter feeling of fulfilment would be too overwhelming for her to resist. Gradually, despite her protests and uneven battle against her vastly more powerful son, the auburn haired beauty was sliding to her fate. He was all over her, feeling her, kissing her, telling her he loved her and needed her more than life itself. And her clothes were slowly disappearing from her, soon she was almost naked, she was feeling outside her body, looking down at herself being taken forcibly but intensely gently by her own son. She made one last plea, "Alan please don't do this, please stop before it's too late darling, please?" He was already above her and between her knees, she looked down and saw his appendage, it was pointing right at her defenceless opening, hard, thick, decidedly deep red, angry, powerful unstoppable, she lifted her wondrous dark eyes helplessly to him. Alan pressed forward found the wet slit and delivered the knock out blow. He stared deep into her mesmerising eyes and plunged in, Anna gasped at the terrific intrusion, her legs lifted and raised over to encompass her son. Alan reached down, bit and softly kissed her neck, Anna responded to her son in the only way she could now, totally! He fucked his mother with a loving that neither of them knew existed, it was different to any thing she had ever experienced, it was so unusual, so thrilling, exciting, and it made her realise that this was where she wanted to be. She gave everything to him that day, he had his mother all over his bed cementing their new relationship. Both loved her being on her hands and knees, him reaching round and clipping her clit, squeezing both nipples while he was deep inside her pregnant pussy. Later they talked, he told her he had known of her and Pete, which was what had led him to this, and that Pete was now securing his mother in the same way. Anna was shocked; it was a week of shocks, each being seemingly greater than the last. "I'm pregnant Alan, did you know that?" she told him. It was his turn for shock. "Who's is it mum?" he asked, not wanting her to say it was Pete's. "It's mine and your dad's," she told him, even knowing almost for certain it was Pete's but no one would ever know. "Great," he said, " I can live with that mum, don't worry, but we are lovers now and will be for as long as we both want it, okay?" She looked at him for a long moment and felt peaceful about that, 'how many mothers get to experience what I just have?' she asked herself, and she also knew she was going to be able to live with this, to have two men who loved her under the same roof was more than one woman deserved, but she had it, she had it all. Alan and Pete were eventually to go back to each others mothers, unknown to them, but both boys were extremely happy, both women had their babies. They were the best of friends, their mothers were their lovers, both girls were more than happy and blissfully unaware that they were both boys fuck and love toys. Then within a month of each other both boys took up with girls who would be their wives, both had chatted about bringing them into the mix, but that was to be for the future. Both Mothers Got It Pete's girl was sexy blond, and Alan's was a gorgeous black girl, and both loved to 'play!'