That evening Melissa washed Eric as usual, but she didn't do anything sexual with him. Eric was obviously disappointed. Melissa gave him a smile and went to the bedroom to wait for him.

When Eric came upstairs Melissa saw that he was only wearing a towel. She smiled and patted the bed next to her.

He dropped the towel and quickly he crawled onto the bed and lay down.

Without a word Melissa bend over him and began to kiss his stomach. With little licks, she worked her way across his lower abdomen toward his already hard cock. She grasped his cock with one hand as she continued to kiss around his erection. For quite some time she avoided touching his cock, until finally, when she felt his hand on her head, she allowed him to lead her mouth to his cock. With a moan from both of them she engulfed him.

"Oh, God, Mom," he moaned. His hands directed her head up and down as his hips began to move.

Melissa's head began to move faster and her hand began to pump his cock. Within minutes she was gasping for breath as she worked to make him cum. She suddenly needed his cum ... needed it desperately. A moment later she got what she wanted.

"Ohhhh," Eric groaned as his balls pulled tight to his groin. Then he screamed, "Ahhhhhheeee," as his cum rushed up the shaft and into his mother's sucking mouth.

Melissa's pussy began to throb when she felt the first blast of cum spew into her mouth. She swallowed and trembled. The cum kept coming until it began to slip from her lips and down her fist to pool on his stomach.

When Melissa had all the cum cleaned from his cock she bent her head and began to lick up the juice that had spilled on his stomach.

Eric watched his mother with total amazement on his face.

When she finally pulled away, there wasn't a speck of cum to be found. She had it all in her stomach. It now felt strangely comforting to have swallowed her son's sperm. It made her feel warm inside. Then her heart began to swell with something ... a strange feeling ... something she hadn't felt in years. With shock she realized that she loved her son ... but not like a son ... like a man ... like a lover. The realization made her head spin and her heart pound.

Suddenly the room grew very quiet. Melissa pulled away and moved up to lie on the bed next to Eric, who had his eyes closed, but he was still breathing heavily.

A moment later Eric opened his eyes and smiled at his mother. She returned the smile. "God, you're beautiful, Mom."

Melissa blushed. She closed her eyes. "Thank you," she whispered.

Eric found he couldn't resist touching her. Slowly his hand reached out and rested on her breast.

Melissa's eyes flew open. "Eric," she gasped, yet she did nothing to remove his hand.

"You have the prettiest breasts I have ever seen," he said, almost in a trance.

When Melissa felt his hand began to knead her flesh, she knew she should stop him. Yet, she couldn't move. She closed her eyes and groaned quietly. She allowed Eric to place his mouth on hers and their tongues began to duel. Eric's cock grew hard again.

Eric began to squeeze her breast more firmly. Soon he was massaging and pinching the nipple. His hand moved to the other breast.

Melissa was breathing through her mouth and she kept her eyes closed tightly. She knew what was about to happen but couldn't stop it.

Eric slowly bent his head and took the hard nipple into his mouth.

"Errrrriiiiccc, nooooo!!!" Melissa gasped. She reached for his head, but his hand caught hers and their fingers entwined. Her hips began to squirm.

He sucked one nipple and then the other, nursing on them as he had done when he was but an infant.

A few moments Melissa felt Eric begin to move. His mouth moved down her breasts to her stomach. "Eric, no," she whispered. "This is so wrong." Her hands remained on his head as it moved lower and lower.

Swiftly, before another protest, Eric moved between his mother's legs onto his knees. He stared down at her pussy.

He had never looked at one so close before, but he knew his mother's was beautiful. It was hard to believe that he had come out of that hole eighteen years ago. He could never have imaged that he would someday lick it. His eyes ran up and down the swollen lips watching them quiver with anticipation. The lips were open and ready for his mouth. He could see a stream of juice coming from deep inside and his mouth began to water. He had to eat her.

He lifted her legs and gently placed them on his shoulder.

"Eric, what are you doing?" Melissa asked as if she had no idea.

"I know Dad never did this for you, but I want to."

"What ... oh, Eric ... you ... we can't."

"Yes we can. I want to eat your pussy. I want to make you feel good like you've done for me."

"It's wrong," Melissa whimpered without opening her eyes.

"No, it's right. You're going to love it. Just relax."

"Ohhhh, Eric," Melissa whispered in surrender as she grasped the back of her thighs and pulled them to chest. There was no attempt to push him away now.

Melissa could feel the juice dripping from her hole and running to the sheet below. For a moment it embarrassed her. But then she felt Eric's mouth on her pussy.

"Ohhhhh, mmmmhhhhhh," she screamed. She had never felt so excited in her life. This was something she had fantasized about for years ... fantasized about a man eating her ... but certainly not her own son. "Eric," she gasped when she felt his tongue split her swollen lips. "Oh, God!"

Eric moaned as he moved his tongue up and down her wet slit. He tickled the inner lips, then drawing the juice coating his tongue into his mouth. He pushed her hips back further and opened his mouth wide. His head moved down with his tongue out. He plunged it into her.

"Ahhhhhheeeee ... oh God, oh God!!!" Melissa screamed. She froze with her hips raised. She could feel her son's tongue swirling deep inside her, then plunging in and out. Her mouth opened as she gasped for breath, trying desperately to draw oxygen into her depleted lungs. "Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh!!!" she moaned.

Eric tongued her for a long time. Then he pulled back and opened his mouth again. This time it came down on her swollen clit. He sucked the almost penis shaped clit into his mouth.

That was more than Melissa could take. "Ahhhh, I'm cummmmmiiiiinnngggg!!! she screamed. Her hips lifted from the bed and then froze. Fireworks exploded inside her head. Waves of incredible pleasure washed over her, bringing her pleasure like she had never known. The pleasure grew with each wave until she could no longer think ... she could only feel ... feel pleasure in every cell of her body. It no longer mattered that it was her son eating her. In fact, it made it sweeter ... it was forbidden, against every moral code she had been brought up to believe and that made it so wrong, but yet, it was so, so exciting.

Eric sucked her hard, then softly, then hard again. He pulled her clit into his mouth and gently nibbled it. His tongue worried the smooth crown, gently flicking it. The drool from his mouth mixed with his mother's copious juices and ran down the crack of her ass and onto the bed.

Melissa's climax went on and on until exhaustion took over and she collapsed onto the bed unconscious.

Melissa was humming to herself as she fixed breakfast the following morning. She was naked since Eric had not laid out any clothes for her. She felt Eric behind her before she heard him. She smiled and turned her head to the side as he gently kissed her neck. His hands slipped under her arms and grasped her bare breasts.

"Good morning," he whispered.

She leaned back into son and said, "Good morning." Suddenly she gasped when she felt Eric's hard cock touch her ass. "Go sit down so I can fix you breakfast."

"I'd rather have you for breakfast," he joked.

"Later," she said.

With a moan, Eric turned and went to the table and sat down. His cock was already hard.

When she turned and looked at him, he spread his legs, letting her see his hard cock. "Come here," he said ... it was almost a command.

Melissa paused for a moment. Then she moved the frying pan to a cold burner and turned. With slow, almost hypnotic steps, she came over to her son. Without a word she went to her knees. She knelt in front of him, staring in his eyes as she gently caressed his cock.

Then she bent and took his cock into her warm and wet mouth.

Eric moaned and dropped his head and closed his eyes. His hands went to her head as he gently held her in place.

It didn't take him long to cum. He threw his head back and gasped.

Melissa was ready for his sperm. She swallowed the first blast and waited for the second. The pleasure rushing through her body made her forget for a moment that sperm was pouring into her mouth. A large glob escaped her lips and ran down Eric's cock.

She quickly closed her mouth tightly around the head to stop any more precious fluid from escaping.

When Eric's cock finally went limp Melissa pulled back and gently licked the cum from his cock and balls. When she was done she quietly got up and went back to the stove to finish breakfast. They ate in silence. When they were done Melissa got up and left the table. Eric followed.

When she got to the stairs she turned and smiled at her son. Her eyes were burning hot as she stared at him with her most lustful smile. She could feel her pussy throbbing and juice was starting to trickle down her thighs. She turned and slowly walked up the steps toward the bedroom.

A few moments later he walked into the bedroom. With a lustful smile he joined his mother on the bed, crawling between her legs.

However instead of letting him eat her, she pushed him over until he was on his back. Then she squatted over his mouth and lowered her pussy to his lips. It was something she had read in a Cosmo magazine and always wanted to try. Her husband would have none of it. Now she had a willing partner.

"Ohhhh!!! she gasped as she began to squirm her pussy across his tongue.

Eric moaned, as he tasted her sweet juices. Soon he was eating her like a starved man, filling the room with loud sucking sounds.

Melissa added her screams of pleasure to the sucking sounds. She began to climax almost immediately. Waves of pleasure rushed over her like an incoming tide. Electricity shot through her body, making her tremble with total abandon.

When her climax ended, she relaxed, almost sitting on her son's face. She thought it was over.

However, Eric had other ideas. He kept sucking her, using his tongue like a miniature cock to push in and out of her sopping hole. Melissa moaned in renewed pleasure. She lost her balance and was suddenly sitting on her son's face. If he minded, he didn't show it. She moved back so that he could find her clit. "Ahhhhh," she screamed as he sucked it into his mouth.

Melissa began to climax again. Her legs shook and threatened to collapse under her. She placed her hands on the bed on either side of his head, letting the pleasure take her again. Her mouth was open as she gasped for precious air. Her head spun as the climax intensified bringing grunts of pleasure. "Oh, Eric, oh, Eric," she gasped. The pleasure seemed to go on and on. Her juice was bubbling out of her like a river, only to be swallowed by her new lover. She was afraid she was going to drown him, but when she tried to lift up, he pulled her back down. She didn't have the strength to fight him so she let him continue to suck her until her pussy became too sensitive. She fell onto the bed in exhaustion.

Later that morning Eric and Melissa put on their snowsuits again and went outside. The snow had let up a bit, but the forecast was for a foot more. They found some snowshoes in a shed out back and took a long walk across the hill toward the crest of the mountain. The view was breathtaking, but so was the relationship that had developed between the two of them. As they stood on the crest of the mountain, overlooking the valley, Eric reached for his mother's gloved hand.

Melissa smiled at her son and pulled their gloves off so they could hold hands without the gloves. Then she reached up and touched his face. A moment later they were kissing. It was a sweet kiss that quickly turned passionate as Melissa opened her mouth and allowed Eric's tongue inside. She sucked it, moaning quietly in her throat as she felt excitement building again. She couldn't believe it. She had already climaxed more times this morning then she had in years, yet she felt her pussy begin to leak again. Of course it wasn't a surprise when she felt Eric's hard cock pressing against her.

A moment later Melissa pulled her mouth from Eric's and said, "Maybe we should head back home."

There was a big smile on Eric's face as he allowed his mother to lead him back to the house and up to the bedroom.

A few moments later they were naked and in each other's arms, kissing. This time Melissa did not hesitate and thrust her tongue into her son's willing mouth. They both moaned.

The kiss lasted a long time before Eric pulled away. He stared into his mother's loving eyes. "I love you, Mom."

"I love you too, Eric," she whispered. A tear appeared in the corner of her eye.

Eric pushed his mother onto her back and gently crawled between her legs.

"Eric!" Melissa exclaimed as she felt her son slipping between her legs. "We can't."

"Can't what?" Eric asked.

"You know what," Melissa returned seriously.

"Why not?"

"Because I'm your mother."

"But we have done almost everything else."

"It's not right," Melissa said firmly.

"All right, but can't I just lay here for a few minutes."

"I ... I guess that would be okay," Melissa answered hesitantly.

Eric settled between her legs. Suddenly he was in the standard missionary position with his mother's legs wrapped around his waist. He bent his head to kiss her again. At the same time he pressed his chest to hers, feeling her nipples burning against his chest. "Mmmm," he moaned.

Melissa gasped when she felt his hard cock touching her stomach, just inches from her exposed pussy. She felt him moving his hips back so his cock could slip lower. "Eric," she warned.

"I won't do anything you don't want me to do," he answered.

Melissa felt her head begin to spin and knew she was in a very dangerous situation. She couldn't let this happen ... it was wrong. She had to stop him; yet she couldn't bring herself to push him off. "Ohhhh," she moaned when she suddenly felt the large head of his cock touch her pussy lips. "No, no, no," she groaned, throwing her head from side to side.

"Don't worry, Mom, I just want to feel the head touch your sweet pussy. That warm and wet pussy that I sucked until you passed out." Eric moved back a fraction of an inch, allowing the swollen head of his cock to touch her dripping hole. He bent and kissed his mother again and as he did, he slowly slipped the head into her warm cavern.

"Eric, stop!" Melissa almost screamed.

"Okay. I won't go any further. Just let me leave it there for a minute."

Melissa began to tremble in unwanted excitement. She could feel the swollen head of her son's cock stretching her pussy ... a pussy that had not had a cock inside it for years. She didn't know if Eric's cock head felt so big because it had been so long since she had had sex or if it was because of the size of his cock. Either way it was stretching her tight muscles.

"God, that feels so good, Mom," Eric gasped. "You're so tight."

"Eric ... we ... you can't go ... go ... any deeper," Melissa stammered. It was almost a plea.

Ignoring her, he gently pushed a little deeper, bringing a moan from her lips.

She didn't push him away. Instead her eyes closed and a look of pure lust crossed her face. Her mouth opened as she gasped for breath. There was little protest left in her.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, she felt Eric's cock move deeper. Suddenly she realized that he was all the way inside her. She could barely catch her breath. She had never felt so full. No one had stretched her so or gone so deeply. Yet, her mind was screaming, "Stop! This is my son with his cock in me."

Eric leaned down to his mother and whispered, "I'm in all the way in your pussy, Mom. How does it feel? How does it feel to have a cock so deep in your pussy after so many years?"

"Oh, Eric, we can't. You ... shouldn't ... be ... you shouldn't be ... be inside me," she stammered.

Now cocky with confidence Eric said, "Okay, I'll take it out." Eric pretended that he was about to pull out.

"No!" Melissa screamed and wrapped her legs and arms tightly around him, holding him to her body. "Just let it stay there for a minute," she said.

Eric smiled. He waited patiently, loving the incredible feeling of he tight pussy around his cock. It was so tight that he thought he could actually feel her heart beating from inside her pussy.

Soon, Eric needed to move. He whispered, "I'm going to fuck you now, Mom. I'm going to fuck you like you have never been fucked."

"Ohhhh," Melissa cried. No words were left to say. Even if she wanted too, she knew that protesting was futile. It was too late. She couldn't think. She could only feel. The years without sex now conspired to drive her beyond where any mother should ever go. Her own son was going to fuck her ... and she was going to let him ... she couldn't stop him. Her mind screamed "No!" but her body screamed, "Yes."

Eric began to slowly pull his cock from his mother's pulsing pussy. When he had it almost all the way out he thrust back in with one push.

"Ahhhhheeeee!!!" Melissa screamed. She felt every inch of his cock as it rubbed against the walls of her long denied pussy. At the same time his position on top of her allowed the top section of his cock to rub her elongated clit. The friction brought on her climax almost too soon. She gasped and squirmed, trying to fight if off. She couldn't let it happen. Couldn't climax with her son's cock inside her.

Eric felt her trying to hold back. He said, "Go ahead and climax mom. I want you too." He emphasized it by moving his cock in and out of her rapidly, thrusting into her with all his strength.

"Ohhhhh nooooo, oh Godddddd!!!" Melissa screamed as she began to explode. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. Yes, climaxing from being eaten was good, but this was different. The waves of pleasure started at her toes and rocketed up her body and exploded like fireworks in her head. Even before the first explosion was done, another hit her, and then another and another. It was so good it was almost frightening. She had no control over her body as it trembled and shook. Her hips thrust up at her son as he pushed down.

Eric was moaning now too. He was thrusting his long cock all the way to the bottom before pulling out again. His mother's climaxes made her pussy muscles grip him like a vise. If she wasn't so wet he knew he would not have been able to move so rapidly.

His hips were a blur now. The rapid in and out movement began to create a sloppy sucking sound that echoed from the wooden walls of the cabin. The juices from her pussy were seeping around his cock and streaming between her ass cheeks to the bed below.

Eric kept fucking his mother through one climax after another. Eventually he was ready to cum. Melissa felt him plunge all the way into her and then he paused.

He whispered, "Oh God, Mom, I'm going to cum. Ohhhhh!!!"

Suddenly Melissa came to her senses. Through the fog of repeated climaxes she hissed, "No! Eric, I left my birth control pills home."

But it was too late. The pent up sperm in Eric's cock had already began its journey up the shaft. He didn't even hear his mother as he screamed, "Ohhhhh, Gooooddddd!!!" With that his hot cream spewed deep into his mother's pussy, shooting from the swollen head of his cock in a virtual flood. Pulse after pulse filled her until there was no room left. Then the juice began to drip out along the sides of his cock and between his mother's ass cheeks.

The thought of being filled with sperm was too much for Melissa and she began to climax again. Her hips lifted to her son's thrusts, forcing his cock deeply into her. She could almost feel the swollen head spitting his sperm against the back wall of her cavern. Then she couldn't think anymore. Her body convulsed in illicit pleasure as she accepted her son's fluid deep into her.

* * * * *

When their lust was temporarily satisfied, Melissa and Eric lay quietly on the bed, deep in their own thoughts. The glow and excitement of their recent coupling had faded and Melissa was left with a mix of satisfaction and concern.

Finally Eric broke the silence. "I'm sorry, Mom."

"It's okay," Melissa replied rather unconvincingly.

"No, I shouldn't have gone that far. I took advantage of you."

"You didn't do anything I didn't let you do," she responded. "I'm the adult here," she added with a bit of self-recrimination.

Eric was quiet for a few moments, mustering his courage. "But ... but what if you get ... get, you know, preg ..." he said and paused, unable to say the word.

Melissa didn't answer for a few moments. She knew better than he what a dangerous thing they had done. "Well, I should be okay. Not taking the pill for a few days will mess up my cycle but it should still be safe." Melissa paused and then said, "We have to be more careful in the future."

Eric looked over at his mother lying naked next to him. "You mean we ... we can do ... you know, do what we just did again?"

Melissa bit her lip and then took a deep breath. She knew it was too late to stop. She could deny her feelings all she wanted, but there was no way she could be in this cabin with her son and not have sex. There was no sense in pretending anymore. "As I said, we have to be careful. Unfortunately, we can't get out to a drug store where I could get my prescription for birth control pills filled."

"Wait a minute," Eric said and got up from the bed. He disappeared downstairs and came back a moment later with something in his hand.

When he held his hand up, Melissa saw a single prophylactic inside a foil packet. The condom was flattened and the edges of the foil were tattered, indicating that it had been in his pocket for quite some time. Without thinking Melissa broke into laughter. When she realized that she was embarrassing her son she put her hand over her mouth, but she couldn't stop a giggling.

Eric's face showed his utter embarrassment.

Melissa felt bad, but he looked so cute standing there like a petulant teenager.

Then Eric looked at the tattered condom in his hand and realized how absurd it was. Suddenly he burst into laughter too.

That caused Melissa to begin laughing again. Suddenly they were both in gales of laughter. When Melissa caught her breath she wiped tears from her eyes and said, "Even if that thing worked after all these years, it's only one rubber. I assume there will be more than one more time before this storm breaks and we leave here."

Eric's face beamed at his mother's words. "I figured this one would last us for the next hour," he said with a smile. He rolled over and took his mother into his arms. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. When he pulled away, he began to kiss down her neck, placing gentle bites and licks on her sensitive skin. Slowly he moved downward until he was hovering over her large and firm breasts. "I love your tits," he said. His face turned red. "I mean your breasts."

Melissa laughed and pulled his head down to her already hard nipple. "You can call them tits ... they are your tits tonight," she returned. "Suck them," she said as she gently held his head and lifted her breast, allowing him to nurse on her nipple for a long time. Then she gently pushed his head to the other breast. She could feel her already saturated pussy begin to pulse again. She would need his cock again in just a few minutes. She moaned, almost plaintively.

Eric seemed to get the message and slipped between her legs. He pulled his head from her breasts as he lifted her legs, pressing them back. On his knees now he brought his rampant erection to the more than ready opening of his mother's pussy. He slipped in through the juice that had so recently been deposited there and brought a moan from both of them.

"Yes, sweetheart, fuck me, fuck me hard," Melissa gasped. There was no hesitancy in her now. She wanted, no needed, her son's cock inside her. It felt so good. It felt so natural. Although it was terribly wrong, it felt right.

"Oh God, Mom, I love you so much. I can't believe I'm fucking you. I've dreamed about this for so many years."

"You've dreamed about fucking me; fucking your mother?"

"Yes. In all my fantasies. All the girls in my life pale in comparison to you. I've jerked off thinking of you a thousand times."

"Oh, Eric, I love you," Melissa responded, her heart swelling with love. She pulled her son's hips downward, forcing his cock all the way into her body. She lifted her hips upward as he pushed down forcing it deeper than she though possible. It touched places where nothing had ever been before. "Ahhhh yes, fuck me, fuck meeee!!!" Melissa screamed.

Seconds later Eric was pounding his cock into his mother. In and out he moved as their bodies began to move instinctively now.

"Oh yes, oh yes, I'm cummmmiiiiinnnnggg!!!" Melissa screamed as she lifted her hips and threw her head back. Her body convulsed in pleasure.

"Oh God, Mom, I'm getting close," Eric warned. When his mother didn't answer, he started to pull his cock from her still pulsing pussy, preparing to cum on her stomach.

Before it was entirely out, Melissa screamed, "Noooo!!!" She grabbed his hips, pulling him back into her.

"Mom, I'm cummmmiiinnngg!!!" Eric screamed. He was unable to hold back his ejaculation any longer. A moment later he began spurting a second load into his mother's body. Because of their position, with Eric pushing his mother up on her back until he was hovering over her, his cum went deep, pooling at the opening of her cervix. When he pulled it out part way, his cock was covered by the remnants of his first climax and now the second.

Eric took his mother into his arms as he pulled his saturated cock from her pussy. He held her close to him as they fell asleep.

The snow had finally stopped when Melissa woke and quietly got out of bed. The wind was blowing at gale force creating a white-out condition and closing down all the roads in or out of Zermatt. She sighed and fell deep into thought as she stood at the window and gazed out at the wind whipped snow. How things had changed in just a couple of days. One day she was a typical working mother with a teenaged son. Now she had crossed the moral boundary and become a lover to her own son. Whenever she had heard the word incest in the past she always thought of some uneducated country family sexing it up in the mountains ... almost a joke. Yet, now that she had done it, she wondered if it was as unusual as people made it out to be. When she assessed how she felt about her son she wondered if incest could be a lot more common; fathers and daughters, brothers and sisters, or mothers and sons. There was no practical way to answer that question.

Melissa shook her head and sighed again before turning around. She saw that Eric was awake and smiling at her. Her heart skipped a beat. How can loving him be wrong? she thought.

"Good morning, Mother," Eric said.

"Hi, sweetie. Would you like some dinner?"

"Yes, but I want you first," he returned with a lecherous smile.

Melissa put her hands on her hips in mock disapproval. "If all we do is screw, they are going to find us in the spring dead from exhaustion."

"What a way to go," Eric joked.

Melissa shook her head but then smiled. "Let's get something to eat first."

"If you insist."

"What do you want me to wear?" she asked, remembering the lost bet.

"Oh, I forgot," Eric said. He jumped out of bed and went over to her dresser.

"Lay whatever it is out while I take a quick shower. I'm a mess," she said, pointing to her sticky thighs and pussy.

"Sorry about that," Eric replied sheepishly.

"No you're not," Melissa laughed. She turned and went down to the bathroom.

Eric was downstairs watching TV when his mother came down. He had on his jeans and T-shirt. When he saw what she was wearing he said, "Wow, Mom, let's forget dinner."

Melissa was wearing a red teddy that emphasized her sexy body with full breasts and long legs. "If you keep cutting the crotch out of my clothes, I won't have a thing to wear that will cover me," she said with mock severity, indicating that the crotch of the teddy was missing like the panties from yesterday.

"That's my plan," Eric returned, staring at her exposed pussy.

Melissa shook her head and turned toward the stove.

Eric came up behind her and said, "Can I help?"

Melissa smiled and answered, "No. Go sit down and I'll have it ready in a minute."

After dinner was eaten, Melissa cleaned up the dishes. When she turned around she saw Eric staring at her. He had an erection and was stroking himself. "Don't you ever get enough?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

"Never enough of you," he answered. "Come over here."

Melissa paused for a second as if she was considering his invite. Then she walked over to him with sultry steps. Without a word she straddled his thighs, reaching her hand between them to grasp his cock. With a moan she fitted his cock into her already wet pussy.

"Oh, God, Mom, you feel so good."

"So do you," Melissa responded as she took him deeply into her body. A second later she was sitting on his lap and his cock had hit bottom. "You go in deep this way," she gasped. When Eric started to move she said, "No, let's sit like this for a moment."

Eric turned his face up to his mother and they kissed. His tongue went into her mouth like his cock had gone into her pussy. They were connected at both ends.

Melissa moaned as Eric began to thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth, indicating that he wanted to do the same thing with his cock. When she couldn't stand it any longer, she began to move ... slowly at first. Upward until the head of his cock was just barely inside her, then down hard to take him all the way inside. "Oh, Eric I love you," Melissa gasped as he began to move up and down at a steady pace.

"I love you too, Mom," he responded.

Melissa began to climax. Over and over her body convulsed as pleasure washed through her. Her hips continued to move up and down as she grunted in pleasure.

Her climaxing pussy had an impact on Eric. "Mom," he whispered, "I'm going to cum soon. Do you want ... want ... to lift up so I don't climax in you?"

Melissa heard him. She knew what he was saying. With all her strength she tried to lift up far enough to allow his cock to slip out, but it was impossible. She couldn't waste his cum ... couldn't let him spill it on the floor. No, that would be so wrong. Her answer was to press down harder and kiss her son passionately.

"Mummm," he gasped into her mouth in warning as he felt his sperm begin its journey up the shaft. There was nothing he could do. His cum rushed up the shaft and into his mother's receptive pussy.

* * * * *

For the remainder of their vacation, Eric and Melissa lived and loved as man and woman, not mother and son. They had sex multiple times everyday and Eric either climaxed in his mother's pussy or mouth. When the weather finally broke Eric went to the doctor and was pronounced healthy. They decided to tour Switzerland instead of ski. Neither of them seemed to mind that their original vacation had been lost. Every night and every morning, and sometimes in the middle of the day, they made passionate love. Melissa was insatiable as she tried to make up for lost time. She wanted to try every position and did. She never asked Eric to pull out when he climaxed. She couldn't bear it. She consoled herself with the fact that it should have been a safe time of the month. Besides, she could always see a doctor if the worst happened, fooling herself into thinking she could terminate any unwanted pregnancy.

EPILOGUE

Eight months later...

"Mom, are you about ready?" Eric called as he walked upstairs to find his mother. "The movers will be here in a few minutes."

Melissa was standing in her bedroom naked. She had a sad look on her face.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

"Oh nothing," she said unconvincingly.

"Come on, you look like you're going to cry."

"I'm fat," she said flatly.

"You're not fat, you're pregnant. And very beautiful I might say too," Eric said as he stared at his mother in disbelief.

Melissa finally smiled. "You always know the right thing to say."

"You have to hurry and get dressed or the movers are going to see how beautiful you are."

Melissa smiled. "I just have a few more things to do. You know I'm not moving so fast these days," she said.

"You only have a month until the big day," he returned.

"Ohhhh," exclaimed Melissa as she grabbed her stomach.

"What's wrong?" Eric asked with concern.

Melissa laughed. "It was your son kicking."

"Really?" Eric beamed.

"Yes. Do you want to feel? He's been really active this morning. Must know we are moving to Switzerland where he was conceived."

"Can I?" Eric answered.

Melissa took her son's hand and placed it on stomach.

"Oh, wow, I felt it. That's really Eric junior kicking?"

"Yep. Already squirming and kicking like his father did when he was in the same place."

"I kicked a lot?"

"All the time. I thought you were trying to get out through my navel," Melissa said and laughed.

"Does it hurt?"

"No. It's a good feeling. Means he's healthy." Melissa paused and looked at her son. "I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too, Mom."

With a look of admonishment Melissa said, "I told you that you have to call me Melissa. You can't call me 'MOM' when we get to Switzerland. Everyone thinks you are my husband and we can't let on. I don't know how they would feel about a mother and son living in sin in Switzerland."

"I know. It's just so hard to believe. Here we are moving to Switzerland as husband and wife. Me going to college and you working from the cabin."

"It's great that Mr. Hemsley is allowing me to work out of the cabin for the next couple of years while you go to college. With a satellite dish on the roof, I can do everything I did here."

Eric smiled and added, "Yes it is. It's perfect. Don't worry though, no one will ever know about us. And we will raise Eric Jr. and Tommy and Lisa and ...

"Wait a minute young man, I didn't agree to having more babies."

"Yeah, but I know you will. You always wanted a house full. Besides, I can be very persuasive."

Melissa laughed, turning her head to kiss her son. She felt one of his hands begin to massage her stomach while the other pinched a large and sensitive nipple. A moan escaped her lips just as a horn blew outside indicating that the moving van was there.