Copyright © 2002, Manuel Hogflogger. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit or on another website without the written permission of the author. The author may be contacted by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com, or mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. Original posting date: Friday PM, May 31, 2002 A wildPage story from MrDouble's archive, Filename: nippingi.txt http://www.mrdouble.com (F/m incest mother/son) Nipping It In The Bud by Manuel Hogflogger Sandra admires her mature yet sexy naked body in the full length mirror. The thirty year old woman is short but muscular in her stature. Years of athletic competition as a young girl and continuing to workout when she married gave her petite body a firm tone. She has wide hips which contrasted with her small and perky breasts. Her pussy is bare save for a tuft of curly black hair at the top of her slit which matches her brunette head hair. Her married life had been short. After marrying in college her husband traveled overseas on a job and promptly got himself killed when his airliner was brought down by a terrorist's bomb. She was six months pregnant when she was widowed and had to raise her son alone. She rose to the challenge and the settlement from the wrongful death lawsuit helped to keep them comfortable for many years. Her son Bud, now ten years old, is starting to resemble his late father. Sandra hopes she has raised him right and been firm yet loving in the nurturing of her son. Then a loud knocking on the front door brings her out of her reverie. She quickly throws on a robe and hurries downstairs. Opening the door she finds a man standing there holding her son by the scruff of his shirt. "What is the meaning of this? Are you all right Bud?" she exclaims with concern in her voice. "Is this punk your son?" the gruff man growls. "Yes, what has he done?" "I caught him trying to rape my daughter!" "There must be some mistake. Bud?" "We were just fooling around, Mom. You know, playing doctor." the boy speaks with a tremble in his voice. "Fooling around my ass, I should call the cops on this little pervert!" As if to accent his point the man hits Bud on the side of the head with his fist. Now Sandra takes the offensive. This man has crossed the parental line and she is not going to take his crap anymore. "I'm calling the cops on you, let go of my son!" "What are you talking about? This little creep..." "Two minors exploring themselves sexually is not a serious offense. But assaulting my son without my consent will get you a few years in prison." "You're crazy!" "I know what I'm talking about. I used to work for a lawyer." The man turns white and releases Bud's shirt. Sandra pulls her son into the house and glares at the man. "Bud, call the police so I can file charges on this brute." "No, wait lady. Maybe it was all a misunderstanding." "I know what I saw, you hit my son. Whatever he did with your child did not deserve that." "Look, I'm willing to forget the whole thing. I can't afford to have the cops busting me." "Fine, you can leave and never bother us again. I'll see to it my son never sees your daughter." The man slinks away like a punished dog with his tail between his legs. Bud smiles at the man's comeuppance and admires his mother's forceful stance. Then she turns to him with a glare after she closes the door. He whithers under her gaze. She grabs his arm and leads him to the sofa making him sit down and then sits down next to him. "Okay, be honest with me. What did happen?" she asks with a tone of authority in her voice. Bud decides to lay his cards on the table and accept whatever punishment he has coming. "Me and Amy had been talking about sex and all that. We kissed first and then we were feeling each other up. We got naked and fooled around with each other. I was on top of her and we were rubbing our bodies together when her father caught us. I wasn't trying to rape her, honest. We were just doing stuff that felt good. I'm sorry Mom." He hangs his head like a condemned man facing the final walk. Sandra gives out a long sigh and uses her hand to lift Bud's face by his chin so she can look into his eyes. "It's okay, Honey. What you did was not wrong, lots of kids experiment and explore sex all the time. Amy's father is probably an enormous prude but you also have to understand he was only protecting his innocent daughter." "I know, we were just curious. We wanted to feel what it was all about. The kids at school all talk about it. Some even boast they have gone all the way. Does that make them perverts?" "No, kids today are more sexually advanced than I remember. But I wasn't immune to such curiosity when I was your age." "Really Mom?" "Now it's my turn to be honest with you. I was only seven when I had my first sexual experience. My older brother introduced me to sex and we learned together for many years." "Your older brother? Uncle Ben?" "Yes, Ben was about your age and he used to play with me sexually at night. We shared a bedroom and bunk beds. We started feeling each other up at first. We went all the way when I was ten." "YOU FUCKED YOUR OWN BROTHER?" "Don't be so shocked, it happens. We loved each other and he was so gentle. He tried not to hurt me. You could say he was my first lover. In fact because he had me to practice with he got good at satisfying his girlfriends when he started dating." Bud is stupefied at hearing his mother's incestuous confession. He swallows hard when he notices for the first time his mother is wearing a robe and he can see her bare cleavage peeking from the slightly open top. His throat feels dry and his groin tingles. Sandra notices this. "I bet you wished you had a little sister to learn with instead of that little slut Amy." "I, ah, waw...mmmuah..." Bud cannot take his eyes off his mother's bare neck. He looks at her face and does not recognize her as the woman who raised him from infancy. But a sexy female. He shakes his head to rattle the image out of his head. Sandra giggles because she knows what her son is going through. On the verge of puberty he is probably feeling the onset of raging hormones which is affecting his mind. She decides to test him to see how he reacts. She crosses her legs and lets her robe fall open a bit more. Bud's jaw drops as he sees the tops of his mother's petite breasts and hints of her dark areola. Sandra reaches over and places her soft hand on his thigh, squeezing his flesh through his jeans. "You don't even need a little sister when you have me." "Wha'...what?" "I know more about sex than any little kid. I can teach you the right things to do, and say. Besides with me you don't have to worry getting caught or in trouble." Bud can not believe what he is hearing. Then his mother stands up and faces him. She undoes the belt on her robe and lets it fall from her body. Bud gives out a strangled squeak as he sees his mother's naked body for the first time. Sandra turns slowly in place letting her son drink in every bare inch of her flesh. With her back to him she gives her hips a playful wiggle as she displays her wide butt to him. Bud feels like swallowing his tongue. A pressure in his pants tells him his male side is appreciating the view of his sexy mother. Then she walk up the stairs to her bedroom giving him a come hither look. He follows her like a hungry man mesmerized by a steak buffet. Sandra walks into her bedroom and lays down on her bed. She spreads her arms and legs like a hunting trophy. Bud stands in the door staring at her, his pants tented by his erection. "Come on Honey, get naked and let me teach you about love." Sandra's body feels hot and she shivers when she remembers the incestuous fun with her brother so long ago. Now she is coming full circle by involving her own son. Bud swallows hard and his hands automatically go for his belt. He drops his pants and unbuttons his shirt. With newfound skill Bud manages to undress himself in record time with his fumbling hands. Sandra coos as she sees her young son's erection spring through the air like a fishing rod casting for her sex. The boy walks over to his mother like a zombie, his eyes never leaving the sight of her bare body. Sandra holds out her arms and invites Bud to enter her world of incestuous love and lust. Without hesitation the boy falls into them. Sandra gasps as his warm hands explore her petite breasts. His lips find her stiff nipple and suck with a hunger the boy has not had since he was a suckling infant. With his other hand Bud caresses the flesh of his mother's taught belly and explores down to her loins. Sandra shudders as she feels his fingers brush through the hair above her slit and dig into the place where he was born from so long ago. Bud can feel the wetness of his mother's sex. He does not understand what is happening and operates only on animal instinct. He is a male and she is a female. It does not matter now that she is is mother. She is just a hole for his cock to enter and feed his sexual hunger. Sandra can sense the change in her son, his rougher touch, his exploring mouth, the low growl coming from his throat. He is no longer her "little boy", but a man, a man with a need to breed. "Honey, don't torture yourself any longer. Put your cock inside me, fuck me!" Hearing his mother's words of encouragement in his lust-addled mind, Bud moves his body over his mother. She grabs his stiff little cock and directs it to her vagina. The moment it makes contact Bud jams his manhood deep into her belly making her yelp like a virgin being violated. Sandra knows she can't stop him until his need is satiated. She let's her son use her body like it was his only reason to live. He rutted his organ in an out of her sex with a savagery that surprises her. "This is a little boy?" She thinks to herself. "It's a good thing I'm his first fuck, he would have really hurt Amy." She braces herself by gripping the mattress as the ten year old stud rams his meat relentlessly into her belly. Sandra can see his face screwed up with lust and uncontrolled joy. Then she feels her own passion rising and she allows her own body to respond. The orgasm crashes into her without warning. It has been so so long since she has had a man pleasure her. Now it is her own ten year old son filling that need. She can actually feel his cock grow bigger in her flesh tunnel as he reaches his release. With a cry like a wolf the boy slams his hips into his mother's loins one last time and fires a hot creamy blast of cum deep into her belly. Woman and boy hold each other's bodies tight as though they are trying to merge into one. Their sexual fluids mixing and spilling from their union. Finally they fall to the mattress in a heap, their bodies so exhausted they do not move for several minutes. "Mom?" "Ssssh, Honey. Enjoy the moment. It's only the first of many." "Did you like it?" "Couldn't you tell?" "I don't know, I have never gone all the way before." "Well you learn real fast. You have the instincts of being a great lover like your uncle." "Really? Can we do it again?" "Yes, again and again. I want you to learn about sex and love." "Aren't they the same?" "No, silly, sex is what we just did. Love comes later. When we make love, it's to make each other feel good instead of just satisfying ourselves." "Oh, you're saying sex for fun is selfish while sex for love is sharing." "You got it sweetie. In fact, I can feel your cock growing in me again." "Wow, I didn't notice I was still inside you." Bud slowly strokes his stiffening cock in his mother's vagina making her moan. "Ooooh, having fun?" "This time it's for love, Mom." "I love you too, Honey." So mother and son consummated a love that would endure for many years. The End *---(:> MrDouble's Palisades <:)---* www.mrdouble.com *---(:> Mr Double <:)---* This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.