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Subject: Incest story: "My Mother As A Widow"
Date: Mon, 06 Jun 2005 06:58:10 -0700
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MY MOTHER AS A WIDOW
My mother became a widow when I was seven years old and has, what I
know,
not been with any man since then. Now I had turned fourteen and my
mother thirty-three. It was mother's birthday and relatives and friends
had
been here and celebrated her as was a custom among us, good food and a
lot to drink. My uncle and aunt came by train and stayed the night with
us. They usually do. Mom and I lived in an apartment with just to
rooms,
mothers and the living-room were I slept and did my homework and
anything else. Of course it didn't give me much of a privacy but it
worked. It had to.
We solved the sleeping-problems as we always do. Uncle and aunt slept
in
the convertible sofa bed and mom shared her bed with me.
It was almost two o'clock when we had done the most and worst of the
washing-up and we said our good nights.
Mom closed the door after us and I quickly undressed and changed into
pajamas. I lay and looked on mom and made small-talked to her while she
got ready for the night. She had her back turned towards me while she
unhooked her bra took it of and put a nightie on as she had when she,
under her nightie, took of her panties.
We lay on back and talked in darkness till mom turned and with her back
against me silenced. I crept near her and soon fell asleep due to the
heat that radiated from her. I must have slept an hour when I woke up
by
something tickling nice on my cock. It was inside my mother's cunt! I
felt how my mother's buttom pushed against me and I felt how she moved
in small motions along my cock. Did she think I slept? I
didn't dare to reveal that I was awake since I didn't know if mom was
asleep or not and I didn't want the feeling to end. I lay in what I
thought was a eternity and
just enjoyed the small barely noticeable, gliding movements along my
cock my mother ministered. Could she realy believe that I slept?
Suddenly mother moved a little to hasty and my cock slipped out of her
cunt. At once she was there with her hand and steered it right again.
Now I realized that she was awake. I took courage and laid my hand on
her round hip and pushed my cock even deeper into my mother's cunt. She
didn't react as I had thought she would. I thought she would push
backagainst me. But no, she did the opposite. She withdrew and I could
not avoid a disappointed sigh to escape my lips.
Mother turned so she lay turned towards me so close that my hard, a
little wet cock had contact with her hairy cunt and both her breasts
pushed against me.
"Did I wake you?" she whispered.
"Yeah," I whispered back, suddenly aware of my aunt and uncle in the
other room. They was not to hear us now.
"You woke me first. Well. I meant to say that your little thing woke
me.
It must have gotten hard while you slept and it pushed so nicely
against
my behind and I
got a such a craving to feel a man in me that I couldn't stop myself.
Do
you think I am terrible?
"Oh no, no. You're nice. I love you. You're so nice."
"Oh, how nice of you. I love you," she whispered and hugged me. "Your
thing is big and hard."
"Don't you want to... continue? Did you... Did you... well, you now?"
"No. I didn't come, if that is what you mean."
"Yeah. Me neither," I whispered I and just wished that mom would take
the initiative to proceed. I didn't dare. I didn't know how to. I took
a
little gamble and pushed my cock a little harder against mom's hairy
cunt. She replied by putting her leg across my hip. She put her hand
down between us and steered lovingly in my cock in her cunt.
"So, this is what he wants. To come in in his mother," mother whispered
in my ear.
Shyly I put a hand on that of mother's breast that was assessable to me
and stroked it lightly. So overwhelmed was I by the entire situation,
to
feel a breast in my hand, a cunt around my cock, that it just took my
breath away. All I could do was play with my mother's tit and feel her
wonderful cunt slide up and down along my cock. I felt mom's stiff
nipple stick into the palm of my hand, just as if it wanted to get some
attention and that was what I gave it. I tweaked it and mom sucked in
air between clenched teeth and her fucking got faster and deeper.
"Ooh, how nice. Harder... Oh! I love your cock. It's so big. It was so
long ago. Yes. Yes, give me more... Ooh, so nice."
I felt how mother's cunt clamped down on my cock and she had to bury
her
head in the pillow to stifle the moans that escaped her as my sperm
shot
up her cunt-tunnel and I gritted my teeth trying to keep a cry to
escape
my lips.
Mother showered my face with little kisses.
"Oh. So nice. It was so nice. I love you so much. Oh so good you were
to
me. You made me come. So good of you. To managed," she panted between
kisses.
Suddenly she stopped.
"Oh my god!"
"What? What?" I asked alarmed.
"Oh my god! How could I?"
"How could you what? Do you regret?" I asked worried that this would
never happen again.
"Oh, no darling. You mustn't think that. I don't regret anything. I
love
you."
"So? What?"
"I forgot something?"
"What?"
"Protection!"
"Oh. I see," I said. "I think...?"
Mother giggled at my uncertainty.
"Don't they teach you anything in school?" she whispered.
"Well. Sure they do. About what?"
"Sex! You little fool. Sex!"
"Ah. Well. Yes. Oh! You mean you're not on the pill?"
"Yes. No? Never mind. Yes, I'm not on the pill. And not anything else
either. For all I know I could be pregnant."
"OH."
I thought about that for a while.
"Mom."
"Mm."
"What if you are. You know, pregnant. Would the child be my brother or
my son?"
Mom got a giggling attack. She had to roll over on her stomach and bury
her face in the pillow once again.
"Is that all that bothers you?" she asked when she finally came to
again. "If our child would be a brother or a son?"
"No. Of course not," I said indignantly. "I also worry about us. If we
can do it again, I mean."
"Yes, we can do it again. If you want to."
"Often?"
"As often as you want, as long as you want, where ever you want, when
ever you want."
"Now?"
"Yes, now."
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