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Date: Fri, 27 Jan 2006 04:57:22 +0000
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Wicked Lovemaking - Two Sons, Two Lovers Chapter III My emotions were in uproar
for the rest of that day. Tim appeared pretty soon after our love-session, and
we had to drop the subject. However, my mind was in turmoil, I was very
distracted and my head was in turmoil.
During the ride home, I could feel my still sex-aching vagina get stimulated
from the movements in the saddle. But most of all I could feel John's virginal
sperm, (which he had deposited inside me only minutes earlier) squishing and
squelching out of my tunnel of love only to soak my panties, making them stick
and cling between my thighs. At home, I tried to do my chores, fixing some
dinner, washing, but my mind kept wandering away, reminding me of the sinful but
yet so pleasurable act earlier. I needed to be alone for a while, to think my
situation over. I couldn't even look my own son in his eyes any longer, avoiding
eye-contact, feeling shame and guilt flushing my body every time my eyes met
his, every time I had to talk to him. I wanted to talk with John about what had
happened, but I couldn't. I had wanted to clear some things out, maybe to tell
him I was sorry, that we should forget all about it, on the other hand I wasn't
able to conduct such a discussion in the state of discomposure I was in...I was
really happy when Tim was around, it felt much easier...
** That night John came to me. I somehow knew it would happen again, and yes, I
was hoping for him to come. I knew what the sex-urge was, how hard it was
resisting it, how easy it was to give in. If I needed it so bad, then how much
more did my son need it? I knew from experience what the sex-drive meant for a
youngster... I knew that by letting him take a bite from the forbidden apple, he
would want it all, and he would come after more. I knew I wasn't strong enough
to stop him, I wanted it as bad as him, missing it for so long... That night
when my son came into my room, I knew our lives would change. Nothing would be
the same...ever. I was lying awake, thinking of the day, remembering the
wonderful few moments I had had on my birthday, the moments of pure love my son
had given to me, the loving moments, so dangerous and immoral, but so
pleasurable and heavenly. However they were blurry. Blurry with the feeling of
guilt and sin. Then I couldn't remember everything straight. Maybe it was the
wine or maybe it was the pure excitement... I was fingering myself for the
second time since I had gone to bed when I heard my bedroom door open. "Mom, are
you awake?" hearing John's whispering voice really startled me, I was hoping
with all my hart that he would come to me, knowing how sinful it would be...I
had awaited him, like a woman awaits her secret lover at night... "Yes, John,
I'm awake..." I could see the shadow of his body in the pale moonshine shooting
through our window. He sat down on my bed, facing me. "Mom, are you still mad at
me?" "Oh..no John, how could I be mad at you? Why do you think that?"
"Well...after you know...what happened at the lake, you haven't talked to
me...or... anything...you don't even look at me..." "Come here John.", I sat up
in bed, and hugged him motherly, as I had done for so many times, only this time
I felt other strange feelings overwhelm my body than just motherly love. Oh how
I wanted my son, the man that I had given birth to, the man I had nursed, the
man I had washed and taken care of. The same man was now driving me crazy with
animal lust, feelings I couldn't show to my son. I wanted him, but at the same
time I knew how wrong it would be... I hugged him closely to me, rocking our
bodies, feeling the warmth from his chest spread to my breasts through my thin
nightgown and my son's pajamas, my nipples getting erect. "No, my son, it's not
that I'm mad at you, it's just that...what happened at the lake today shouldn't
have happened. It was bad of me to let things get out of hand. Maybe it was the
wine, I don't know really... You're big enough to know about what happened
today, to understand that a mother isn't supposed to do such a thing to her
child...it's bad. They call it incest, something forbidden by law." "But mom,
you didn't do anything to me, it was something that just happened...I wanted it
to happen to, it's really my fault, and I'm sorry you're mad at me..." "No John,
at that moment I wanted it to happen, but it's a bad thing to want that. But you
see...it's been an awful long time since I've been with...someone...a woman
needs a man, exactly like a man needs a woman...I guess I got too crazy to
think... I'm not trying to excuse myself...I know I can't...but I just want
to...to explain..." My conscience was loosing its grip. Without thinking, my
hand started caressing John's back, occasionally gripping his buttocks, my body
pressed tightly to his..."Oh John, forgive me, please do...I wanted you so...I
wanted to feel a ...
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