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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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