(PART III)

8. The Day It Lead To

I woke up the next morning to my mom toying with my morning wood. 
"Where the kids?" I asked her, expecting Nat to be in here helping.
"They're off to school today, Kat," she explained.
I asked her a few follow-up questions, but she seemed very intent on something. Like her attention was somewhere else.
In mid-sentence, she finds a way to shut me up. "I wasn't sure if they were in school or not. What gr--."
That is where she parachuted her lips and hollow cheeks down around my member and began so suck slowly. This was a bit unlike my mother, who was always more about being hard and quick and intense. This was far more passionate and gentle. More loving, almost.
Another oddity was that this was almost silent. With the exception of a few muffled moans from her and the occasional "Mmm, yeah...." from me and the sloppy sucking noises, we didn't make a sound.
Even when I tried to ask her what was up, she "Shhh"-ed me quietly. 
And so I laid my head back and was grateful to receive such a service.
She then climbed up and kissed me softly on the lips and looked me in the eyes. I looked back into her soft brown eyes, and she smiled some, kissing me again.
"I love you son, you know that."
I nodded some, "And I love you, too, Mom."
"You know I look at you as more of a husband, correct?"
Again, I nodded. "I know."
"And so, " she continued, "I was wondering if maybe I could ask you to help me bring another little addition to the family. Our own little inbred sweetheart."
This caught me totally by surprise, and aside from a soft chuckle at the term my beautiful mother just used, I was silent for a good five minutes while I thought. What if the child had a birth defect? What if they told all their friends?
But then Ayume butted in to help a bit. "You know, Katsu," she said, "A lot of kids are inbred children. Us Japanese have been doing it for years to keep the honor and pride in the family, and we're one of the most advanced countries around. There's no guaranteed defect, you know. And it is worth it just to take the risk, right?"
I debated it a little more with myself before I decided, sure. Why not? What could it hurt, really? Besides, a new face would be refreshing. If a defect occurred, depending on the multitude, things could be done to change, help, or prevent it.
Five, maybe ten minutes later, I looked over at her. For once, she looked more motherly than ever, but in a wife-y way. This was going to be at least a little different that all of the hot, filthy times before. This was going to be more refined. Polished, if you will. 
She smiled at me, a look of intrigue in her eyes. "Yeah...?"
"I'm pretty sure about it. I like the idea."
Her smile beamed even more now, and I kissed her quickly and softly. As I pulled away, though, I could tell that she was leaving `love" mode and putting it into "lover" mode.
He smile was more of a smirk now, and she nipped back at my lips before biting on my bottom lip and pulling me in for a deep, passionate kiss. Rolling our tongues around one another, I gazed into my mother's eyes. This was for real. I was going to make a child that would be a sibling and my offspring.
She pushed me over onto my back and climbed on top of me, slowly pulling the gown she slept in last night over her head.
As we your tongues danced, I unclasped her bra and let her firm, medium sized breasts free of their wire and fabric. He underwear was absent. No thong, no G-String, nothing.
I didn't want to do anything to compromise the situation being romantic, but when I first tilted my cock up for her to slide down on, I pressed against he brownhole, just by instinct, just because that is where it had been going almost this entire time. 
She quickly laughed. "You can't make a baby in there, no matter how much easier it'd be for me to pass," she smiled and corrected me.
"I may actually be a little tight," she said, as I rubbed my penis against her wet labia. "It's been forever since I have had such a big man inside that hole."
Slowly, I pushed. Softly at first, but with increasing strength. I was amazed at how tight my mother was.
She winced and yelp pretty loudly as I pushed myself into her. She was as right as a virgin again. It had been that long. I wasn't even all the way in yet. As I pushed in deeper, I felt something warm tickling the bottom of my cock. I reached around to wipe it off and examine it. Piss? Discharge?
Blood. My mother was so tight that she was bleeding, moaning, and yelping.
She slid on further before I pushed myself further up into her. She was moaning even louder now, and I was trying my best to keep from coming early from her continuous moans and glorious groans.
As she rode up and down on my cock more, she began to moan more, the blood increasing with every drop back down into my lap Her pussy lips smeared the blood up and down my cock as I bit my lips and moaned as well. 
"Come inside of me, son. Give me a new toy to play with!"
I thrust and thrust, more and more. Mom then relaxed a bit and laid her hot breasts flat against my chest as she laid on me. She put her hands on the headboard of the bed and kissed me. I smiled with her lips pressed against mine, my cock still deep inside of her hot canal. 
I rolled my tongue around hers as I grasped firmly of her butt cheeks and spread them apart with my fingers, still pushing hard into her bloody cunt. As I kissed and fucked her, I took my index finger and brushed it around her warm sphincter in circular motions, and it tightened at the first touch of my hands.
I slid the tip of my finger into her wet ass and almost immediately felt a hard, fresh load inside. Then I thought about she seemed to want to keep this particular event clean, and I stopped. I pulled my finger out and simply slipped it into her mouth to clean it between kisses.
When the finger was in her mouth, though... something happened. She closed her rolled-back eyes and sucked on it, as to savor the flavor as much as possible. The way most people do with chocolate icing from a cake, my mother did with her own chocolate. This sparked something that made her want to fuck even harder, and she began bouncing on my crotch like never before, screaming. Throwing her head back and swinging her dark, black hair all over the place, she dug her nails lightly into my chest, smearing his blood all over my groin area.
With the next up-bounce, she lifted further and turned around on my shaft. She turned and faced my feet, then plopped back down on me, grasping both my legs. Then she leaned over and got ready for the grand finale.
She bent so that he ass cheeks spread to reveal her pretty, winking pink, and she buried her face into the bed between my legs for a scream. I could barely make out "Get ready, baby!" before it happened.
Right before my eyes, only fractions of an inch away from my bloody dick in her red-smeared baby hole, her anus opened. Only slightly at first, but before I knew it, she grunted out a load so large, and so powerfully that the smaller parts of the logs flew out, and instead of laying on my stomach like the rest of them, hit me in the chest and even face.
We both moaned fairly loudly as I licked some of the sat away from my lips where it had landed, and simultaneously blew my entire load into my mother. I filled her completely, and then continued to come. I unloaded so much into her that my come began to run down, out of her birth canal and onto my dick to collect at the bass with the blood and shit.
As she pulled off and closed her red slit tightly to keep any hope of her "new toy" from flowing out, a bit more blood dropped onto me. 
She stood up, and after putting a plug in her vagina to ASSURE that none of my sperm swam out, she looked over at me, dick still saluting in the air, covered in red, pearl, and blanketed in brown.
"Mmmm, looks like my big boy got in a mess with mommy this time."
I smirked a little and sat up. Promptly, though, she pushed me back onto my back.
"No, no. Mommy's going to clean up her little boy," she whispered to me.
I watched her as she raked all the shit on my stomach to my groin, and in four or five dives, she had consumed it all. She swallowed most of the blood, come, and shit concoction, but some of it still lingered in her mouth, and she was struggling to chew it all se she came up, face level to me and pressed her lips to mine. At first, I was unsure as to how to react, but I parted my lips, and she began to kiss me through the crap.
It was too much, though, and as she tried to breath, kiss, and eat, she coughed some, and a mixture of shit, come, and shot flew from her nose onto my face. However, after I had swallowed my helping, she licked that from my face, as well as anything else she may have left behind on my chest and dick.
She said nothing more to me except "Wish `em luck," referring to the thousands of sperm I had just launched inside of her, and she walked out of the bedroom.

And sure enough, about a week later, I woke up to her naked, straddling my face, her "lips" to mine, holding a test strip in front of my face marked with a +. It was a positive result, and she was pregnant with my child.
"Congratulations, daddy," she said down to me with a wink.