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Sordid Conception
Part 2/7
"How do you want it tonight, Mom?" he asked up at
her.
"I'll let you decide, baby," she said, smoothing
his hair off his forehead in a motherly instinct. She
could almost bet money on the position he'd choose.
"In that case, Mother dear," Brad began, a big
smile on his face, "Assume the position......of doggy
submission!" He pulled his fingers from her pussy and
sat up on his haunches, his hard peter sticking up
from his hairy pubes like a Stonehendge monolith.
Sharon's bet would have paid off. Her son just
loved to take her from behind. She liked just about
any position if the truth was known.
"You're so predictable, Brad," she teased, sitting
up and then twisting her body over so she was in the
position he wanted, crouching on her hands and knees
in front of him. She began stacking the two pillows
just in front of her as Brad moved between her calves,
his right hand coming up to stroke her puffy pouch of
pussy nestled between the top of her thighs while his
left hand lay on her butt.
"I can't help it if I love seeing your ass like
this...you got a great ass, Mom," Brad said compli-
mentary. His knees spread her legs wider and his
fingers dipped back into her slippery slot. "I love
to drive my hips into it while I fuck you."
Sharon finished stacking the pillows, smiling at
Brad's bawdy talk and the way he was massaging the
inside of her cunt with his fingers. Her husband never
would have been able to use such language and she
never would have experienced it if she's settled down
with some older suitor from town.
"You like to watch it shake while you screw me?"
Sharon asked, giving him tit-for-tat. She looked back
at him and could almost see his mind trying to think
up a comeback.
"You know it, Momma.....it real shakes when I'm
throwing Big Chubby to ya!" His left hand squeezed
her asscheek to punctuate his statement. Big Chubby
was the affectionate nickname for his penis which he
used with all too much regularity.
"Oh Brad, you're such a rude thing!" Sharon said,
moving her pussy back and forth suggestively around
his digits, fucking herself on them. She was more
than ready for Brad to put Big Chubby to use.
"You love my rudeness, Mom. So prim and proper by
day but when we get in this bed....man, you like it
down and dirty, don't you?" He was almost laughing at
her as he drew his fingers from her satin-slick slot
and moved even closer behind her, his figure now
seeming to loom over her upthrust ass. His eyes were
on her face as he dipped his knees slightly and
slapped his stiff prick up against her womanhood. It
was apparent that he wanted an answer before he con-
tinued.
"You know I'm no angel, baby. An angel doesn't
sleep with her own son." Her words pleased Brad; he
began to smile. She went further. "An angel doesn't
get down on her hands and knees and let her son fuck
her all night!"
That got him. She turned her face away from him
and held her breath as he directed the tip of his
cock against the flower of her pussyhole and pushed
strongly. After all the times he had done this, he
knew just the right pressure to apply to sock the
fat head of his fucker past the resisting ring of her
pussy portal.
His hearty cry of "I'm going to fuck you all
night!" completely covered her "AAAAHHHHHHH!" of
pleasure and pain as he entered her. She closed her
eyes and bit her lower lip for the few seconds of
discomfort but it went away quickly.
"Oh yeaaahhh!" Brad gasp. "Get ready to get
fucked, you dirty, dirty angel."
Sharon's mouth fell open as her son began pushing
the rest of his thick fuckstick through her splayed
cunt lips. It felt like a fire hydrant being stuffed
up her pussy but she was used to it, welcomed it.
"Shit, I love your pussy, Mom....you take it so
easy," Brad grunted as his strong hands held her ass
and he shoved his hefty schlong in inch by wide inch.
"Uh....it's not that easy, baby," Sharon said
through gritted teeth. He always compared her to
girls his own age that he dated and fucked; those high
school honeys with their thin hips sometimes hadn't
reached to the point of maturity where they could
accommodate her son or just didn't want to try. She'd
been only too happy to cure his blue balls after those
occasions.
"Sure it is....Tell me this isn't easy!" With a
big final push, he sank his last three inches into her
begrudging cunt in a bull rush.
"Oooooooohmigod!" Sharon squealed at his impolite
charge up her. Normally if he'd tried something like
that, she'd have tore into him about being crude and
uncaring for her feelings. But she was so randy that
she didn't want to make a point of it.
"Sorry, Mom," Brad said lamely.
"It's all right....just leave it in for a moment,"
she asked. She wanted her cuntal sheath to fully
expand before her son started banging away.
As they stayed still in the center of her bed,
she dipped her head down to look back under her body.
One thing about their taboo sex that she loved was to
watch her pussy getting fucked by Brad. Watching his
man-cock pump into her welcoming womb was so erotic!
Taking him on her hands and knees was her least
favorite position for viewing the penetration but,
through her dangling titties, she could watch his nuts
and that held some charm.
'They're going to give Brenda what she wants... a
big load or two of potent baby cream," Sharon thought.
Brad just exuded virility and she was sure in her mind
that he could knock up his sister-in-law if given the
chance. She knew another thing that kept Brad coming
back for more, besides his natural Oedipallic yearning,
was the opportunity to fuck her without a condom; she'd
had her tubes tied after he was born. He swore her
pussy was the first and the only one that he'd cracked
his nuts in.
She steadied herself on her left hand as she
reached back between her legs with the right. Her
fingertips roamed over her exposed clit for a few
delightful strums before she dipped her shoulder a
little more and took Brad's balls in the palm of her
hand.
"You're ready," she heard Brad say from above and
behind her. His heavy balls slid off her hand as he
pulled his cock out of her cunt halfway and then
pushed it back in strongly. Sharon made a grab for his
swinging scrotum as it bumped up against her fingers
but he was already into his second thrust, his balls
escaped her as they swung away. She satisfied herself
with feeling the underside of his moving shaft and her
bulging, sparsely-haired labia as Brad slid his hands
forward to grab her waist, his fingers digging into
her skin.
"MMmmmmHHmmm.....yesssss....uhhh....uuhhh," she
trilled and puffed and grunted in front of her hung
son as he fucked her like a cur in the middle of her
bed, the same bed where his father had lain with her
for years and years. God help her, Brad was better,
so much better!
Her bed began its familiar squeaking, the rhythmic
squawking of the mattress coils heralding another hot
coupling of mother and son. They fucked silently for
several minutes, each content to just enjoy the act
without expounding about the shameful sensations
emanating from their sex organs.
"You got hot pussy...." Brad finally grunted
behind her in imperfect English, "...fucking awesome!"
His erection plumbed her nice and hard, the only speed
he seemed to know.
Sharon steadied herself on both hands again,
closing her eyes and tilting her head back toward her
shoulders. Brad's hips smashed against her bottom
again and again, sending her soft ass rippling and
shaking just like he'd wanted as his rigid rod flashed
in her oozing quim.
"Yesssss....uhhh....uuhhh...get me off....baby,
get Momma off!" she pleaded hotly, wiggling her ass
prevertedly, goading her young lover to fuck her
harder. Brad didn't rise to the bait - he get fucking
her hard but didn't shift into the higher gears she
knew he had.
He did however dip his hands under her hips, his
body leaning over her slightly as his fingers tortured
her unhooded clit. His fingers were clumsy, riding on
her supersensitive knob of nerves, pulling and pushing
her slick downy-soft cunt lips to and fro but he knew
the extra stimulation would put her into orbit.
"Ah...fuck!" he hissed close to her ear. "Squeeze
my dick....yeah, that's it, Mom! Ah, fuck yeah...make
it tight....then let it cum...aahhh ....aahhhh."
Sharon used her deep cunt muscles on her son's
pounding pud, squeezing the front half of his horse
cock when it delved between them. His words and fingers
were sweeping her toward a great orgasm where control
of her cunt would be lost.
"Fuck me.....do it harder!" she croaked as she let
her face and shoulders fall into the stacked pillows
before her, afraid her arms were going to give out any
second. Her son's legs pushed her knees forward a few
inches, making her arch her back and raise her ass
higher. He quickly straightened up, grabbing her
jiggling cheeks with his strong mitts as he shifted
into overdrive.
"AAAHHH.....yeaaaahh!" Brad groaned. "Hold that...
pussy up! FUCKIN' YOUR TIGHT CUNT!"
Sharon hugged the pillows as her fiery fuck-furrow
exploded in a juice-squirting, topsy-turvy climax. She
fought to even breath as her sex jerked and shimmied
around Brad's unrelenting barrage of cock thrusts.
"UUUUUHHHGGHHHHAAAAHHHHH!" she moaned in release,
just blown away by her son's powerful fucking.
Things got confusing for awhile, she lost track of
time but she came out of the fuck funk feeling Brad's
hands under her armpits, pulling her upper body upward.
"Get up..I want you up," she realized Brad was
saying. "Yeah..I want you just like this!"
No sooner had she gotten her arms under her, than
Brad grabbed her by the shoulders and began lunging
into her still-shivering sex. He was laying into her
so hard and pulling back on her shoulders so powerfully
that Sharon thought the back of her head would bump
against her tailbone!
"TAKE IT.....TAKE IT, MOM!.....AAAAAUUUUGGGGHHH!"
Mercifully, Sharon felt hot rush of her baby's cum
in her stretched cunt as he shoved in deep. His twitch-
ing tool sent her into a follow-up mini-orgasm, the two
of them panting in her bed while his cream mixed with
her juices in the confines of her cunt.
The world outside spun on unknowingly.
"Brad, I want you to do something for me," Sharon
said later as they lay on their backs beside each
other.
"God, Mom. Are you horny tonight or what?" Brad
misunderstood what she'd meant but neither had to get
up early in the morning. Another go-round would
probably occur if her pussy could take it. She rolled
on her side toward him, raising up on her elbow and
draping her arm across his chest.
"I didn't say 'something to me', I said 'for me'
but I think you'll enjoy it as much.....we've got a
crisis in the family."
"Yeah, what might that be?" he asked, rubbing her
arm.
"Brenda and Chris have been trying to have a baby
for quite a while and Brenda's found out that Chris is
the problem."
"What? You mean he's got no pop-in-the-pistol?"
"Well, he's got some 'pop'," Sharon said mimicking
him, "but the odds aren't good and Brenda wants a baby.
...even if it's not Chris's."
Brad looked from the ceiling to her face.
"Brenda has agreed to let you impregnate her....
that is, if you want."
"No shit!"
"I'm not joking," Sharon assured her lucky son,
"We were talking about it when you came in today. I've
seen the way you look at Brenda... I hope you don't
mind me volunteering you for the task."
"And Chris is in the dark about this?" Brad asked,
trying to hide his obvious interest.
"Yes. It has to be that way too. He can't ever find
out."
"So, Brenda said it was O.K. for me to fuck her?"
Brad's concern about Chris's feelings disappeared fast
enough.
"It's not going to be like you and me, honey. It's
going to have to be done with, uh, some detachment.
She's just looking to get pregnant...it would be a no-
frills thing."
"My cock's going to be shooting cum in her pussy
and you call that no-frills?!" Brad said with a naughty
gleam in his eyes. "I'd call that frills deluxe!"
"I didn't say you weren't going to enjoy yourself,"
Sharon said, kissing him tenderly for a moment. "You'll
just have to act like you aren't."
"That'll be hard, Mom. Brenda's such little sexpot.
...almost as hot as you," he added, his fingers moving
up her arm and onto her right breast.
"Brad, you say the nicest things," Sharon sighed,
moving her hand down his stomach to touch his hardening
prick. "Is this because of me or because of Brenda?"
"Both of you," Brad said, rolling her on her back
and moving over her. "But Brenda's not here, so you'll
have to do."
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