23 comments/ 80080 views/ 43 favorites Fulfilling Father's Wishes By: cliteroticized All characters are at least 18. This is probably slow for some readers, and this might turn-off those not really into mom-son sex stories. Those of you who want to get to 'THE SCENE' directly skip to the part titled 'THE NIGHT', others with little more patience might want to read it from the part titled 'THE EVENING'. ***** My home had always been a happy place until an year ago when dad first fell sick, dad's health slowly started deteriorating from then. Now he barely smiled when we faced each other. My dad had always been a charming fellow, he is from New York, by 30 he had inherited all the wealth from his parents who were killed in an accident a few months ago. After the incident he decided to leave the city and settle down somewhere quiet. He is an excellent artist btw. He was touring the country side looking for a suitable place to work on painting. Dad first saw mom in a fair, she was very young, still in her teens. He was instantly attracted to this beautiful girl. He requested her to pose for his painting, they got to know each other and with her parents' consent they got married. They bought a farmhouse and settled there. There was not much of a farm, but they liked the greenery around the house. I was born and raised in that house. ------------- THE EVENING ------------- That particular day I came home early from college. Mom and Dad were sitting in the living room facing each other, mom was arguing with him about something, I had never seen them argue, I was little concerned, their voices lowered when they noticed me shutting the wooden fence door behind me, by the time I entered the living-room mom was nodding her head. They both looked at me with serious faces as I entered, I tried to cheer them up with a smile, there was no response to my smile on their faces, I asked "What was that about?" Mom's face was grave, she went to her room and locked it behind her, it felt strange, "What was it about Dad? Is everything okay?" "Come here Johnny, I want to talk to you about something", Dad gestured asking me to pull a chair and sit close. He seemed to have something he wanted to unload off his chest. "Why is mom acting like that?" I was still worried. "Johnny dear! I might have 6 months to one year to live at max.." I cut him short. "Please don't say that Dad, you know, cancer patients can live 10-20 years easily with proper treatment." "No Johnny! not me, It's already developed beyond control." "But Dad.." "Listen Johnny," He cut me short, he was silent in thought for a second and then he said "Your mom's still young, now that I'm going to be out of the picture soon, I want you to take care of her." "I will take care of her Dad, you don't have to worry about that a bit. I've grown up, you don't have to worry about me either." "After you finish your college, I want you to find a job and live wherever you want, I don't want mom to be a burden on you." I wanted to tell him that its not so, before I could resist he continued "I know you won't mind, but we should be properly prepared for life ahead. I want you both to be happy even after I'm gone." Tears flowed down my cheeks from both eyes; It was painful to hear him talking as if they were his last words. "I don't want mom to be alone when you go away on your job." "But I won't leave her, I will take her wherever I go." "No Johnny! I don't want that, you should live your life without feeling any weight on you." "But she can't live alone." "You're right, she shouldn't be living all alone. We have decided to have a baby, with a baby around she won't have time to miss me when I'm gone. I'm worried for her." His eyes were moist as he spoke "she might take years to get over me, she will be old by then and might not have a chance to have a baby again. I think this is the right time." "Yes, perhaps it is. Anyway I'll be around to help her with the baby." "Yes, I'm hoping for that, you still have more than 3 years left in college, you will help her with the baby, early years are very difficult you know. That's why I think this is the best time since you're gonna be around to help her out." I nodded. "But the Prostate cancer has left me sexually dysfunctional. It has been an year almost." An year?, what is he referring to? does he mean he has been sexually dysfunctional? we were both silent for a while before he broke the silence with something unexpected. "I want you to have sex with mom." Oh, that was unimaginable, I resisted right away. "No! Dad, there are ways, we can try artificial insemination. You know, putting your seeds inside mom." "Yes I know that, but I want it to be your child Johnny." Dad was persistent. "But why? Even if it has to be mine, we can still try artificial insemination." Sex with mom was never thought of. I had started masturbating just an year ago, I had done it only a few times in my life. I was always busy with games and study. I always thought I still had time to look for relationships. "I want it to be yours because I want you to be responsible for it. I want you to have sex with her because I want you to be responsible for her as well." "But I'll always be responsible for my mother and brother or sister? "No Johnny , its not the same. Also I want you to get her pregnant while I'm still alive, so that everyone thinks that its mine." I was silent by this time in front of him, but still resisting the thought inside me. "You can have sex even after the child if you both wish so, I don't mind. In fact I want you to have sex with her as long as you are here, then you can leave mom alone, find a suitable woman and live your life. That's the best thing for all of us. Besides mom hasn't had sex for an year now, she doesn't even want to touch herself if I don't persuade her to do it." I didn't want him to tell me all that, but I knew him very well to know he was concerned about her well being in every possible way. "Dad, you should talk with her." I was sure mom wouldn't agree, so it felt easy to pass the decision to her. "I have been talking to her for weeks now," Dad smiled and said "she finally agreed today, I know she has agreed for my sake, but I know it will do good for you both when I'm gone." I was without anymore defense when I heard that mom had agreed, Though my mind still resisted the thought there was a sense of relief within me that mom had agreed. 'After all' I thought 'that it might not be as worse as I think'. Dad continued "Take your time to think about it. But please consider everything I said." I felt relieved that I was free to walk away and forget everything Dad said, I already knew my answer, it was a NO. 'Besides there is a chance he might forget everything in a month or so' I thought. "You have time till tonight, please see that for yourself that there is sense in what I have just said." dad's last words fell on my years like a tragic news. I started walking out, "Don't be late, we will be waiting for you to join us for dinner." Dad shouted behind my back. It was already getting dark, I wandered around and finally settled under a tree. Too many Hows and Buts erupted in my mind: 'Dad's mind is thinking up too many things, he is really ill, but how could mom agree to this? Did she agree to have sex with her own son? I might even be expected to have sex when I go back, that too with my own Mom! But I haven't had any sex so far, how could they ask me this? But Dad's dying, it felt like his words made sense. Should I agree to it if its a onetime thing? May be I should not just think about myself. It must have been hard for Dad to tell me this and for Mom to agree with him'. At around 9 I started walking back home, I was still not sure of what to do, my heart started beating faster and faster as I approached. I admit I was little aroused that Mom had agreed to have sex with me and that I might have to have sex tonight, but it only added to my dilemma because I had already made up my mind. Dad was sitting outside waiting for me, I heard Mom cleaning up things in the kitchen. "Good, Good come in." Dad took me inside with his arms on my shoulder. "Rachel darling, would you please set plates for us all on the table? We will all have dinner together." I could see that mom was all fidgety, she was nervous around the table and took her time to finally arrange things properly. It was the most silent dinner I'd ever been in. I glanced once in a while stealthily at Mom, but Mom not even for once looked at me, in fact not even at Dad. Dad was light, or was he only trying to make it easy for us? Dad smiled when our eyes met. Finally I was relieved of the silence when Mom finished and walked to her room, slammed her door with a thud. It was obvious that she was as nervous as me if not more. Dad broke the silence "You know, in some tribes, when the sons hit puberty their mothers have sex with them, to teach them. Did you know that?" "No, I didn't, we are not tribal people either." "Anyway, You'll do this for me won't you? This probably will be the last thing I'll ask of you." Dad was looking right in my eyes, I couldn't say anything, I nodded. I went to my room as soon as I finished my dinner and Dad went to talk to Mom. After a while I heard Dad call me "Johnny come here, come out." I came out, the first thing I saw was mom standing in front of her room wearing a reddish brown nightgown, she looked me in the eyes, there were no words spoken, a shiver went up through my spine. 'She must be naked under it' I thought. ------------- THE (FIRST) NIGHT ------------- "Take his hand Rach, take him inside." Dad looked at mom with pleading eyes. Mom lowered her eyes and walked inside. Dad looked at me and gestured to follow her. I walked into Mom's room, it was dark except for the light falling on her from the living room through the open door, it felt so inappropriate to close the door. She was standing next to the bed waiting for me, she saw me entering the room and lowered her eyes, after a while she slid her gown down. She was naked under the gown as I had thought, with her right hand she shyly covered her crotch, her white breasts were bare and the pink buttons in the center appeared stiff, she stood there staring down at her feet hoping to avoid my eyes. I had never seen a woman naked before, mom was very beautiful, her breasts were round, big and sat high on her chest. Her waist was trim, forming a beautiful curve where it met the generous rounded buttocks. Her legs meaty and very well shaped. I walked towards her in small steps, with each step my heart beat faster as if trying to blast. She laid down on her bed, staring deeply into the ceiling, with a hand still covering her crotch. I walked up to the bed and stood there, pulling myself together I finally sat on the bed close to her legs. None of us made a move for a couple of minutes. Dad switched off the living room light and all of a sudden it was very dark in the room. We heard Dad walk away, and a few seconds later the sound of my room door slamming. It was so silent that we could even hear us breathing. Mom moved her hand searching for mine, as her hand touched mine I instantly understood she wanted to hold my hand in hers, we held hands and locked fingers. Mom put my palm on her tummy. As our skins touched, her tummy twitched. Mom moved my hand with hers pressed on mine slowly upwards on her body, as she moved up I felt each of her ribs on the way up, feeling the softness of her skin was very sensual, Mom stopped moving our hands when they were at the base of her gorgeous breasts and took her hand off mine. The ball was in my court, It was all up to me now. I dared not go upwards, my hand slowly moved sideways and downwards. I moved down to Mom's waist and slowly moved down feeling the contour of her hip, then down on her thigh to her knee, then back upwards on her thigh, now feeling more of the inside but at a safe distance from her crotch, and back up to her breast feeling her tummy on the way up. I gradually gained courage and moved my hand on the side of her left breast and moved up to her neck, then back down the same route, when my hand was just below her breast, I moved my thumb across her chest while other fingers lay on the side of her breast. I tightened the gap between my thumb and fingers and slowly moved upwards on her left breast, cupping it. An urge came from within to press the soft flesh in hand, I obeyed and pressed. It was unimaginably soft. "Ahhh" mom let out a soft moan, I slowly pressed it again, "Umm" mom responded with muffled sounds. I placed my other hand on her stomach and followed the previous routine until finally both of my hands cupped Mom's breasts. I pressed the breasts sideways, they became flat and the nipple stood out. I pressed them down with my palm over them and they were spread all over mom's chest. I felt the bulge in my pants grow bigger and stiffer as I played with her breasts to my heart's content. To see a woman moan to touch was a first time experience, it felt good though it was my own mom. Mom was slowly opening up, now openly moaning to my touch as time passed. She suddenly caught my hand playing on her breast, with her hand now on mine she moved it downwards on her. She moved my hand directly to her mound without doodling around. Mom's mound was freshly shaved and neat, had she shaved it for me? I was shy and instantly moved my hand from her mound to her thigh, caressing it across, each time moving slightly inside, I felt something soft and wet smeared on my fingers as my hand maneuvered on her inner thigh, it was evident that Mom was aroused from my caressing. I placed my other hand on the other thigh and caressed each inch of her thighs and legs. There was nothing left for me now to touch except her pussy. I moved my hands on her thighs inwards and upwards. Mom's outer pussy lips were swollen, soft and dripping wet. 'Perhaps an year without sex does that to women' . I felt the freshly cut root of her pubic hairs as my fingers caressed her around her slit. Mom's body twitched as my hand caressed around her intimate part. She saw me beating around the bush and once again caught hold of my hand and slid my fingers downwards into her slit, brushing her clitoris. She kept my hand pressed on her pussy and started rubbing my hand on her. I felt a sudden rise in my pants. It felt like I was on the verge of orgasm. I couldn't wait anymore. I pulled my pants down along with the underwear and removed the T as well. I moved between Mom's legs, searching for that sweet spot to get my tension over with. She opened her legs allowing me to move inside them and place myself properly. With her hands on my bare butt she pulled me into proper position until our crotches brushed. I placed my hands on her crotch and found the opening of her pussy. Holding the tip of my cock in another hand I placed it on the mouth of her vagina. Mom laid back relaxing with her arms thrown back. As the tip of our genitals touched her breathing got heavier, I was no better myself. I gently pushed my cock inside Mom's pussy, Mom's pussy engulfed the bulb of my cock with little resistance. I pushed my cock slowly inside her, Mom let out a loud moan "Aaaaahhh". It was only half way through, Mom's pussy felt tight, my cock was getting squeezed inside her. With a hand to my chest she stopped me, I pulled my cock back and slowly pushed it in again. Mom took a deep breath and relaxed her grip on my cock. I slowly and gradually went all the way in, until my hairy crotch was pressed against her soft shaven crotch. Mom's body twitched under me, did my curly pubic hairs tickle her? "Aaaahhhh.." she groaned. My cock was buried deep inside her to her cervix. Now that I was fully inside her I relaxed, I bent forward placing my chest on her breasts. She pulled me close with her arms under mine. My face was so close to her ears that she could hear my every minute sensation. Wet walls of her pussy smeared juices on the cock lubricating it well. I pulled my cock back and pushed it in deep again, little faster than before, my balls slapped her ass as I cocked her pussy, her breasts pressing against my chest with each stroke. I could only manage a few more strokes before I felt the sensation of explosion in my balls. My cock hardened, I felt it swelling up against her inner walls. "AAAaahh, ummmm." I had exploded in exactly 9 and half strokes, It was a big first installment of sperms that I shot in her pussy . With each pulsing of my cock I filled mom's pussy with million sperms more. I kept pulsing inside her for couple minutes more. I felt a warm sensation of fluids flowing out of mom's pussy, was she cumming? or was it my own sperms coming out? I didn't know. Then suddenly there was a headache, I felt very sorry for what I had done, I was filled with guilt. There was a sudden feeling of heaviness in my chest. I fell on her chest with my face on it "Oh, NO! Mom, I'm sorry." Guilt was so strong that my cock went limp very quickly. My eyes welled up slowly and a drop or two fell on mom's chest. Holding on to her like that all emotionally made me feel how I felt holding her 10 years ago. "Honey, please don't." Mom felt sorry. I wanted to feel like a baby again so badly, there was a sense of necessity to feel it was my own mom pressed under me. I pressed my lips on her nipple wanting to suck them like a baby, but couldn't do anything further, I was so confused, I couldn't trust my own darn mind. Mom put her hand on my head, caressing my hair. It felt comfortable, I stayed on her sobbing. I must have fallen asleep after sometime. When I woke up the next morning, mom was gone, I put on my underwear and picked other clothes. I peeked outside, it was silent, made sure no one was around and walked out of the room. I was only half way through to my room when I heard Mom from the kitchen. "Hi honey! you slept well?" She asked me with the brightest smile on her face I had ever seen. 'Was she trying to cheer the last-seen-sobbing me up? was she happy to have sex finally after an year? if so how could she show it to her son like a slut.' I thought. I couldn't even smile back at her, with a frown on my face I walked away. I brushed, bathed, combed and got ready to college, all that time thinking about the events of last day over and over in my mind. 'Oh God, sex is such a poison, I can't even think straight, I might have even hurt mom. IT WAS AN ONE TIME THING AND THAT'S ALL, I never have to think about it again. I liked it while it lasted, why complain? If anything I should be more supportive of them.' I was finally thinking straight; at least that's what I thought. I was finally ready, but there was an impending confrontation with mom in the kitchen. I was partly hoping she would be gone. Even before I entered the kitchen it was obvious from the sounds that she was very much there. I had to be careful neither to hurt her, nor act all awkward because of what had happened between us last night. I slowly walked up to the table and sat there, I was sure she noticed me. "Wha.. what do we have for breakfast Mom?" I asked. She turned and looked at me and answered with a shy smile, "Eggs Honey; scrambled eggs, boiled eggs. Just the way you like them. You want some omelettes with these?" "Great! Yeah, I'd like that." we looked into each other's eyes and we both knew we were genuinely ready to leave behind the past. I enjoyed the breakfast very much, blew mom a kiss on her cheek and went to college. I felt very happy on my way to college, I was very happy that Mom and I were back to normal. Yesterday night was not normal by any standards though. It left me with the sensation of being pressed against mom. I felt her body against me all day. It was there in my mind all day like a hangover. And to my shame I was aroused by it. Fulfilling Father's Wishes [To be continued..]