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Subject: Title story: "'A' My Name is Alice" Author: INCESTOR 64010349
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Date: Fri, 06 Jan 2006 01:01:50 +0000
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'A' My Name is Alice by Emmah Imagine a big guy with a rubber mallet in your
chest and he's banging on a steel drum. That's what it felt like the first time
AJ touched me. I didn't feel it with my first boyfriend and I sure didn't feel
it with my husband the first time. I was sitting at the kitchen table reading
the paper. My son AJ was standing behind me. He kissed me on the neck and then
reached into the top of my blouse and gently held my nipple between his fingers.
He said "That's the most beautiful thing I ever saw", took his hand out and left
without another word. I was dumbfounded. It happened so fast and it was so
surreal, I wondered if it really happened. It happened my nipple still tingled.
Do you remember that rhyme you sang as you bounced the ball under your leg? 'A'
my name is Alice and my husband's name is Al. We live in Acton and we sell
apples. In the game you went on to 'B' in my life I stopped at 'A'. My name is
Alice and my husband's name is Andy and my son's names are Andy jr. (AJ) and
Alex and we take care of apartments. The 'A' thing just happened because my
father who lives with us is named Alex and it made him happy to have my second
son named after him. AJ and Alex are so different you would think they're not
only from different families but from different planets. Alex never says a word
and always wants to be alone while AJ is warm, loving, handsomethis leads me to
the difficulty. I love Alex but I've fallen in love with AJ. As for my husband:
he's more interested in Mrs. Green who's faucet always needs attention (I think
something else is dripping but I really don't give a tinkers dam) we lost
contact a long time ago. AJ works with my husband and when he came home that
night I asked him to come down to the laundry room to help me with the supplies.
As we went down in the elevator, I said, "What was that all about this morning"?
"Mom, I'm not a kid and I've been out with a lot of girls. I know how a girl
acts when she likes me. I hear the things you say and I see the way you look at
me it's more than a mother looking at her son. I know Dad's screwing the tenants
(So it wasn't only the Green bitch) and I gave him hell for it. "Thank you baby
but that doesn't matter anymore. It's just a business arrangement between him
and me now." "Well he's a shit anyway but I'm telling you ma, I know how you
feel and I feel the same way." He put his hands on my arms and the electricity
started going through me. You have to understand, being touched for me is not
like it is for most people. Some people's hearing is better than others some can
smell things from a mile away while another person can't smell it even if it's
under their nose. All of my skin is sensitive. That's why I take off my bra
whenever I can. That's why my clothes are loose and silky and add to that that
it's my son's hand that's sliding over my breast and I'm already climbing the
walls. AJ takes my hand and leads me to the supply room and locks the door. It's
dark, warm, and wet: with stacks of detergent boxes and broken appliances on the
floor and tools hanging on the walls. Who cares? AJ is kissing me. AJ is kissing
me with the lover's kisses I've been aching for. AJ is touching me and I'm
alive. Everyplace his hand reaches seems to tremble on its own. Each breast is
his as he fondles me. He lifts the dress and his hands are in my panties
describing the curve from my waist down to back of my thighs. When he gets
between my legs I'm electrified. I'm lost as he turns me and I bend over with my
arms out over the old washing machine. He enters me from behind and I'm
transported. I'm filled with my son and my legs are shaking. "This is how I have
you in my fantasy, mom: down here just like this." As he pushes deeper up into
my belly he tells me of the nights he's spent and the things he's done to me in
this room. As he talks to me they become my fantasies too. I can feel when he's
about to come and I want to come with him. I reach down to touch myself and as I
feel the first spurts, I take myself over. The coming is so exquisite it almost
hurts. As we're coming down and my love is kissing my neck for the second time
today, I'm hoping nobody was doing their laundry. Even though it's a steel door,
we made a lot of noise at the end. He kisses me with love and touches me again
his gentle hands on my face tell me it was more than just a moment's lust. I
kiss him with my heart as his mother and his lover. We go back upstairs and the
usual dinnertime buzz is starting but I'm in another place. It's almost
excruciating to say and do what I've been saying and doing for years. I want to
talk to AJ. I want to be with AJ. I want to touch AJ. Finally there's a moment
where we're alone in the kitchen. "AJ we have to talk about all this." He comes
up to me and says "sure mom but I'd rather kiss you". His lips are on me and I'm
sparked by his tongue but I pull back. "AJ please, I want to kiss you too but
please not here it's complicated enough without making things crazier. Go down
to the park and I'll be there in about twenty minutes." I went to the end of the
small park where my son was sitting on a bench waiting for me. It was getting
dark enough and there were only a few kids hanging out. We had our kiss. "AJ
what are we doing?" "Mom, you know and I know and the hell with dad and anybody
else." "Baby, it's not him but your brother and poppa wouldn't understand and
neither would the people we work for and on and on." "Mom, are you sorry" "Baby
I'm not sorry I don't want to be without you but we have to know what we're
doing. Just think about it AJ you came in me and I've been off the pill for six
months. What if I get pregnant?" "I wouldn't care I'm sure you're beautiful when
you're pregnant." Alice laughed, "You know what I mean". He teased her and
cupped her breast. "You mean these get even bigger that I'd like to see." "Oh
AJ" "Look mom, do you think I could not touch you again, or stop loving you?
Tomorrow I'll get something or you go back on the pill and we're going to find a
way to be together even if I have to drag you down to the supply room at
midnight." I saw the flash in his eyes when he spoke and I said, "Sweet baby
you'll never have to drag me anywhere if I know you're going to make love to
me". We kissed like school kids and when we were sure nobody was around, we
touched each other until we came. The next day was Sunday so everyone was in and
out of the apartment. I was so needy and almost out of control. I never remember
getting wet like that just thinking about someone and I was sure that everyone
around me knew. The crazy thing was that that we did end up in the supply room
again. AJ wouldn't or couldn't stop touching me. Whenever no one was around he
would fondle my breasts or try to slip his hands under my dress. I begged him to
stop he begged me to take off my panties. He teased me and 'blackmailed' me.
"Mom, if you love me you would do anything for me. There's nothing you can't ask
me to do if you said I should lick you in the middle of the living room, I'd do
it. And you wouldn't do this little thing for me?" He was playing but the truth
is there is nothing he could ask that I wouldn't do and I want to spend forever
proving it. This was silly but I took off my panties. At one point we were in
the kitchen and he stood behind me and put his finger in me. I got so nervous
and turned on that I told him to follow me to supply room. I spread five or six
blankets on the floor. I took my dress and bra off. I was on my knees when he
came in. "Come to me my beautiful boy" I said. I unbuckled him and undid him. I
wanted to do all the things I never wanted to do with other men. He felt like
velvet in my mouth and I loved what it did to him. I wanted him to come like he
never came with another woman. I wanted to be the woman in all his fantasies.
I'd never tasted a man this way before. It gave me as much pleasure as it did my
son. The next evening AJ went out without a word and naturally I had to
'explain' that I was going shopping. We met and went to a movie across town. AJ
loves to kiss I'm not complaining. I felt like I was back in high school. He
kissed me raw for about a half hour and I couldn't take anymore and said, "Let's
go to a motel". There was a convention in town and at the third place they only
had two suites. The first took AJ's card over the limit but the cheaper one went
through. We were on our first bed and he loved me until my hair was matted and
my body dripping with sweat. He went into the bathroom and came out with a
lotion to use as a lubricant. I knew what he wanted. I never understood why a
woman would want a man there but after the initial shock I realized two things:
it felt good because my son wanted me that way, and it felt good. When he first
entered me I thought of Jane, a woman I was friendly with a few years ago. She
confided in me that she had let (made?) her son suck her breasts as he grew up.
I thought it was bizarre. Now here I was in the honeymoon suite on my hands and
knees with my son in my behind. So Jane, how's that for bizarre. I thought "You
don't get more bizarre than this" and then I remembered that AJ came in me the
first time. Where does having your son's baby rate on a scale of one to ten?
This all flashed in a few seconds and then I stopped thinking. I only felt: him
in me, filling that small passage, his hands gliding over my skin touching off
my nipples. He opened my flower and found me with his finger so I could come as
he did. He kissed and bit my back and gave his mother his love. We collapsed and
slept. We awoke and I looked at the clock. Christ, who shops until eleven
thirty? That was when I decided. AJ stayed there overnight since he didn't
always come home. I went home and told poppa and Alex that I happened to meet
Jane, and we blah, blah, blah and yes I should have called. I told my husband
that I'd met someone and he was soon to be my ex husband and he couldn't have
cared less. I'm now in my own place and AJ has also moved out of there and is
staying with a 'friend' until he gets his own place. Where we go from here I'm
not sure but I'm sure we'll go together. We're now working our way through the
alphabet: we've done everything we can think of that starts with 'A', 'B', 'C'
and 'D'. When were through, we'll start on 'Alice' again. We're happy.
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