Chapter 10

Chris Hudson's world had changed in ways he could have never imagined. A few weeks ago he was a typical teenager, trying to get into his girlfriend's pants, partying with his friends, and playing lacrosse for his high school team. Suddenly he was a more mature, if still young man that was more than a little infatuated with his thirty eight-year-old mother. He no longer cared that he didn't have a girlfriend. In addition, lacrosse, always his first love, didn't mean that much to him any more either. His days were filled with daydreams of his beautiful mother and the anticipation of the last hour of the evening when she would come to him and please him with her mouth.

He wasn't sure about all mothers, especially considering the way some of his friends talked about theirs, but he thought that his was amazing. In all his young life he always believed that it was the guys whose libidos were off the scales. However, after watching his mother's enthusiasm and desire to suck him and her climaxes from giving him oral sex alone, he wondered if he had misjudged the female population. It was a real education for him and he wondered if all women were like his mother on some level. Actually though he didn't care if all women loved sex; he only cared about his mother now. He loved the fact that she was just as anxious to participate in sex as he was. It seemed that both of their desires were growing by the day. He didn't know where it was all going but he loved the ride.

Over the first several weeks, he and his mother established a ritual. During the day, they would try to control their urges, although that didn't always work because a look or touch would send them hurrying to the basement or some private alcove where she would get on her knees and suck him dry. However, most of the time, they waited until she came to his room at night.

On one occasion, Chris decided to see how far his mother would let him go. He had seen his share of porn movies and like all guys liked it when the guy would cum in the woman's face. While he thought it was probably just a guy thing, he thought he would try it on his mother. It happened one evening when had been kneeling over his mother with her sucking him. As he neared climax, he pulled his penis from her mouth and held it tight in his hand.

"What's wrong?" his mother asked.

"Uh... can... can I... can I cum on your face?" he asked sheepishly.

His mother's face broke into a wide smile. "I'd love it."

With trembling hand, Chris began to stroke his penis again, aiming it at his mother's excited face. It didn't take long before he felt his climax nearing. "Oh God, here it comes," he gasped. He squeezed the base of his penis tight, holding back the inevitable explosion as long as he could. When he let go, his juice flew from his penis and across his mother's face. The first blast flew over her head, landing in her hair and on the sheet above her head. The second and third, hit her across the forehead and some went into her eye, which fortunately she was able to close before it landed. The rest splattered on her nose and chin, with some going into her opened mouth.

When the last drop was squeezed out, Chris collapsed onto his mother. He scooted down until he was lying close to her and staring at her cum drenched face. With a sheepish laugh he used his finger to push the juice on her eyelid down her cheek and into her waiting mouth.

Allison sucked his finger clean before finally opening her eyes. She smiled and said, "Wow, you've been building that up for a long time huh?

"I guess I've been thinking about it," Chris answered with a touch of embarrassment in his voice. "You're face is a mess," he added quickly with a laugh.

"Whose fault is that?"

"Mine. But you look beautiful."

"I feel that way whenever I'm around you... whether my face is covered in cum or not."

Chris wanted to kiss his mother but her lips were covered with his juice.

When she saw his hesitation, she asked, "Are you afraid to kiss me?"

"Uh... well... I've never..."

Allison interrupted him and pulled his face down to hers, lifting her lips.

Chris only resisted for a second. When he felt her wet lips on his, excitement began to grow again. He pressed his mouth harder to her and pushed his tongue inside. He tasted the remains of his cum in her mouth. Both of them moaned and the kiss grew more passionate.

Allison pulled away to catch her breath. She said, "Well, was that so bad?"

"No, I guess not. You really love sperm huh?"

Allison nodded her head.

"What is it about sperm that you like so much. It doesn't taste that good," Chris said. The taste was still in his mouth.

Allison was silent for a moment. She got a dreamy look in her eyes and said, "I'm not sure why I love it. It started with Jason. The first few times, we only did oral sex... me giving him blow jobs. I quickly found that I loved it. Not necessarily the taste... although that's not bad... it's more about where it comes from and the fact that I've created the excitement that made it squirt into my mouth." Then she added with a laugh, "Or squirt on my face." Then she paused for a second and looked into her son's eyes. "With you, it's even more special. You're my son and it's like... like... oh, I don't know... it's like I gave you life and you're giving it back to me in the form of your sperm. Does that make any sense?"

"I think so," Chris answered. He didn't really. It was a pretty heavy conversation for a teenager. "Anyway, it's obviously not my thing, but I guess if you're willing to swallow my sperm, I should be willing to kiss you."

"That's why I love you so much," Allison said and pulled her son down to her again.

Another incident occurred several days later. His father, mother and he had been watching TV in the family room. Chris came into the kitchen with his mother to get a snack. As soon as the door closed, Chris pulled his mother too him and kissed her hard. His hands dropped down to her soft ass cheeks and he pulled her to him.

"We came in here to get a snack," she protested.

"You're my snack," he said.

"Well, behave for now." She turned from him and went to the freezer to get a bowl of chocolate ice cream.

When Chris saw her bend over he stepped up behind her and pressed his already hard penis to her ass.

"Chris, please," she said with a sigh and pushed him away gently. She got a bowl and filled it with ice cream. When she saw Chris look at the large bowl of ice cream she said, "I'm a chocolate addict... especially at certain times of the month."

"Oh," Chris said, not really knowing what she was talking about.

Suddenly Chris got a naughty look on his face. "Would you like a topping?"

"No, I'm not really into syrup on my ice cream."

"That's not the topping I was thinking of." Chris looked quickly at the door and then he reached for her hand, pulling his mother into the dinning room with him.

"Take my cock out," he whispered.

"Huh?"

"Hurry."

A light suddenly came on in his mother's eyes. "Chris, this is crazy."

"Mother, just do it... now," he said as he took the bowl from her hand. Then he saw a strange look come to her eyes that he didn't recognize. It might have been fear, or maybe it was a hint of submissiveness. He remembered her telling him about Jason making her do things. "Hurry up," he said.

With now trembling hands Allison unzipped her son's jeans, pulling his half-hard penis from his pants.

"Jerk me off into your bowl of ice cream."

"Are you kidding?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

"Come on, before Dad comes looking for us." However, he was pretty confident he would not come looking for them. Once he got into his favorite chair, he rarely left.

Allison began to slowly stroke her son's penis as he held the bowl of ice cream under the head.

"That's it, that's it, stroke my cock. Work that juice from my balls. I know you want my juice on your ice cream so you can eat it. You love my cum."

"Yes... I love your cum," Allison said with a now trembling voice.

The nastiness of what they were doing brought Chris to a crisis quickly. He closed his eyes as his mother pumped his shaft until he was ready to climax. "Oh God, I'm going to cum," he whispered through clenched teeth." Then they both watched as his juice began to shoot from the head.

Chris held the bowl below his squirting penis, catching his copious juice on top of her ice cream.

Allison found herself trembling as she watched his white cream cover the dark mounds in the bowl. When the last squirt was done, she squeezed the last drop out. Then she looked up at Chris, waiting for him to tell her what to do.

"Let's go back into the family room so you can eat your snack."

Allison followed her son back into the family room and they sat on the couch.

Chris looked at his mother as she stared into the bowl. Then he watched as she mixed up the sperm and ice cream and began to eat it. He had to smile at the look on his mother's innocent face as she secretly ate his sperm mixed with her chocolate ice cream. When she had taken several large spoonfuls, he saw her begin to squirm on the seat. Then her body began to tense and then she shuddered; he knew that she was climaxing. His father sat in his favorite chair totally unaware.

After that incident Chris began to push his relationship with his mother as far as she would allow him. He had become desperate to use his mouth on her. However, so far she had not allowed him even to touch her between her legs. They were on his bed getting ready for the nightly ritual when Chris said, "Mom I want to look at you."

"You can look at me anytime you want."

Chris rolled his eyes and said, "You know what I mean. I want to look at you down there. You've seen me plenty of times, but I have only seen glimpses of you."

Chris's request wasn't a surprise to Allison. She knew that it would be coming. "All right, but just look, no touching."

Chris watched his mother get up and walk over to stand in front of a comfortable armed chair. She shrugged off her robe, leaving her in a pair of tiny white lace panties. She was naked from the waist up.

"Model your new panties for me."

"Do you like these panties?" she said as she spun around for him. They were tight on her, hugging her hips and were cut low in front, far below her belly button. In the back, they came to just above the top of her crack and left the lower half of both cheeks exposed. They were almost see-through, allowing Chris to see the outline of her sex lips.

"I love them," Chris said honestly.

Putting her thumbs in the waistband, Allison slowly stripped the panties down her legs. She remained bent over for several seconds, teasing him. Then she stood up and paused for a moment letting Chris look at her naked body. A moment later she sat on the chair.

Chris got off the bed and moved closer. He knelt a few feet away.

Allison lifted her legs and placed them onto the arms of the chair, spreading her legs wide. She almost gasped as the cool room air found her hot sex lips. She saw her son's wide eyes and her face flushed with a combination of embarrassment and excitement. She had never felt so exposed.

Chris gasped when he saw his mother's beautiful pussy displayed before him. He had seen it from afar, but never this close. He loved the way the fat outer lips caressed the swollen inner lips. And, he especially loved that she didn't have any pubic hair. It made it so much neater and he wondered what it would feel like under his lips. He could see that his mother was excited as there was juice already bubbling from her hole. He moved closer.

"Chris," his mother warned when he was almost touching the chair.

"I can smell you." Chris reached out to touch the sensitive inner flesh of his mother's thigh. "I'm going to kiss it," Chris said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Oh Jesus Chris, we can't," Allison protested weakly.

Chris moved closer, his face on a level with her knees; his eyes fixed on her swollen flesh as the scent drew him closer.

Allison placed her hands on her son's shoulders in a vain attempt to stop him from getting to close. However, there was no strength in her arms.

Chris ran his hands down his mother's trembling thighs until his fingers touched her smoothly shaven outer lips.

"Chrisssss," Allison protested.

Chris ignored his mother and used his fingers to open her. His penis throbbed as he gazed at her slick lips. The hole was open and pulsing with juice running between the valley of her ass cheeks. Chris saw her hole contract and wondered how he had ever come from that tiny opening. Slowly he brought his mouth closer until he could touch her with his tongue.

"Noooooo Chris," his mother whined. "Oh my God, oh my God," she cried as if helpless to stop what was happening.

Chris began to run his tongue gently up and down her slit. As the juice coated his tongue he pulled it back into his mouth and swallow. The taste almost made him climax. It was better then he had dared dream. She actually tasted sweet, so unlike his own bitter taste. Up until that time he had only tasted her on her panties and that was not fresh like this. With a moan he pushed his tongue deeply into her hole.

"Ahhhheeeee!!!" Allison screamed. Her shrill cry echoed against the walls of the room. It was fortunate that Bradley was a deep sleeper... helped by his medication... or he would have surely heard.

Chris buried his face in his mother's warm and wet groin. He was in heaven. He had always loved to eat Melissa, but his mother tasted so much better. There was no hair to get in the way... only his mother's soft, wet, and warm flesh.

Allison's bucked her hips on the chair and her hand grabbed the back of Chris's head as if he would try to escape.

Chris had no intention of moving. His mouth and tongue went to work on his mother's slick pussy. He sucked the lips, then pulled away to run his tongue up and down the grove. He found her little pee hole and tickled it with the tip of his tongue. For a moment he wished that he could push his tongue in there. Then he pulled back out before plunging deep into her flooding hole. Each time, he pulled her thick cream back into his mouth. Several times he pulled away to gaze at her now red and swollen sex lips. Chris was amazed that her clit had swollen until it had the shape of a small penis. He could barely find Melissa's. His mother's protruded from the protective covering a full half-inch and pulsed like it was alive. He wrapped his lips around it and sucked.

"Oh God Chris, eat me, suck my cunt, suck my clit, bite it," Allison hissed. Her body began to shake from head to toe.

The words hardly registered in Chris's brain. He was far too engrossed in what he was doing. Even when his mother's legs wrapped around his shoulders and squeezed his head, he barely noticed.

Allison had begun to climax when her son's mouth found her swollen clit. Her fingers dug into his scalp as her juice flooded his mouth. When that climax ended, another began and then another until she could no longer separate one from the other.

It was almost an hour later when Allison finally had to push her son's face from between her legs. Every nerve ending grown sensitive until it was almost painful. She couldn't cum anymore.

Chris sat back in a daze. His face was covered in juice from his forehead to his chin. It actually dripped from his cheeks. Whatever was on his face was what he had missed because he had swallowed a quart of her juice.

"God Chris," Allison gasped. "I've never cum that hard or for that long in my life. Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?"

"I don't know. Maybe it comes naturally from my heritage," he answered, clearly referring to his mother's oral talents.

"Come up here and give me a sloppy kiss," Allison said with a smile.

When Chris leaned over his mother to kiss her, his rock hard penis touched her stomach. The combination of her sucking lips and the touch of her warm skin almost brought him to a climax.

When Chris pulled back, they both looked down at his throbbing cock. Allison reached down and grasped in.

"Jerk me off onto your pussy."

A moan escaped Allison's lips and her eyes closed. She began to stroke him, aiming the pulsing head of his penis at her still throbbing sex lips. It only took a few stroked before Chris tensed. "Yes, cum sweetie," she whispered. "Cum on my cunt. I want your sweet cream on my pussy."

Her words brought on his climax. The hot juice shot out and splattered across Allison's shaved sex lips, covering the surface with his creamy discharge. It splattered on her stomach, outer lips and even hit her still exposed clitoris.

Chris finally fell back and watched his mother stand up in front of him. He suddenly had a close up view of his cum as it ran across her sex lips and threatened to fall to the floor. "Put you're panties back on," he said.

That same look that Chris had seen when he had her jerk him off into her ice cream came to Allison's face. She stepped away from him quickly and reached for her panties. Then she pulled them up her legs, trapping his sperm between the gusset and her sex lips. Chris saw her close her eyes in excitement. "I hear cum is good for the skin, especially after it has been ravaged. You won't have to use any cream tonight."

Chris smiled as he stared at the ass of his sexy Mom as she left the room. She had her robe over her shoulder and swayed her ass sexily. As she left the room she looked over her shoulder one last time and smiled. Chris masturbated again that night thinking of his mother lying in bed with his cum covering her pussy and soaking into the panties.

The following day Chris's mother told him that they had gone too far last night. She said that he would have to be satisfied with her doing it to him or they would be forced to stop. Chris would have been worried, but the conviction of her words didn't sound very strong. Besides he figured that she needed to try to act in control, to be the adult. Yet when she was sexually excited... well, Chris was learning more about his mother every day.

For the rest of the week they followed the general routine. She came to his room and sucked him off. The only difference was that she would take off her panties and lay with him. Chris liked that. It seemed so intimate to be naked and in bed with his mother.

On Saturday morning, Chris was asleep when his door opened. He didn't hear his mother come into his room. The movement on his bed brought him awake. He was confused hen he opened his eyes saw his mother straddling his chest. She was naked and her vagina was but inches from his chin. "What... uh what's going on?" he asked sleepily.

"Eat me... please," his mother said breathlessly. "I've been thinking about it all week and it's driving me crazy."

Chris's sleepy face broke into a wide grin. However, his smile was covered as his mother lifted up and sat her already wet vagina on his face. A second later he began to suck her.

"God yes Chris. Suck me, suck my sweet cunt," she gasped as she squirmed her wet flesh on his face.

Chris couldn't think of a better way to wake up. He stuck his tongue deep inside his mother and swirled it around. Her juice ran in a stream from her hole and into his waiting mouth. There was so much of it that he could barely swallow fast enough to keep up. However, he thought it would be a great way to die.

Allison began to buck her hips on her son's face, smearing her juice from chin to forehead. She found the tip of his nose with her clit. Her hips moved in a circle, letting his nose tickle her clit while his tongue foraged for her juice. It didn't take long for her to reach her peak. "Oh I'm cummmmmmiiiiiinnnnnngggg," she screamed. Bradley was on the golf course so she didn't have to worry about noise. The room quickly filled with her grunts of pleasure and the squishing sound of her wet pussy rubbing on her son's accommodating face. Allison collapsed after multiple climaxes.

Finally Chris got to see the light again. He looked at his weakly smiling mother and said, "What a wonderful way to wake up." Then he asked, "What brought that on? I'm not complaining mind you."

"After what we did last week, I though about your mouth constantly. I figured since we had already done it once... well, you understand."

"I'm glad you changed your mind. I'll eat you anytime and any place that you want."

Allison kissed him hard. Then she crawled over him and turned with her legs spread around his head. "Eat me again while I suck you."

They both climaxed.

After that, they added the pleasure of Chris eating her before she sucked him off.

Chapter 11

It was an early spring morning when Allison and Chris's lives changed forever. Spring was in full bloom and the weather had turned unseasonably warm. The windows of the Hudson house were open and the noise of birds singing in the trees outside awoke Chris earlier than normal. He slipped out of bed and stuck his head out of a window overlooking the driveway and saw that his father had already left for his regular Saturday morning golf match. Seizing the opportunity, he quietly padded down the hall and slowly opened the bedroom door to his mother's room. Up to that point, his mother had never allowed the two of them to have sex in her bed. He wasn't sure why since she had done it with Jason. Her explanation that it was too dangerous didn't make sense. He thought it might be because of remorse at her mistake of letting Jason do it.

Whatever her reason, he had been thinking about it for weeks and thought that it was now or never.

When he looked into the bedroom, he saw his mother lying with her body facing away from him. He stripped off his underwear and crawled into the bed next to her, lifting the sheet to see that she was naked by for a pair of tiny black panties. He snuggled up to her back in spoon fashion and slipped his arm over side to grasp her breast.

"Wh... what?" Allison exclaimed when she felt someone behind her.

"Good morning Mom," Chris whispered.

"Chris what are you doing?" Allison said in confusion, trying to turn over. "Your father..."

"He's gone to play golf," Chris said as he forced her to remain on her side.

Allison relaxed a bit but said, "You shouldn't be here."

"Why not?" Chris began to kiss his mother's neck teasingly.

"It's not right," she answered, but trembled and turned her head to give him better access to her neck.

"Turn onto your stomach," Chris said and pushed her over until she was on her stomach. He continued to kiss her neck, working his way up to her ear. He whispered, "Have you ever had your ass eaten?"

Allison gasped, but didn't answer, the words sending shock waves all the way to her groin.

"Answer me," Chris demanded and slipped his hand down to grasp her panty covered ass.

"Noooo," she hissed. It was both an answer and a protest.

"Melissa loved it. She thought it was nasty, but she loved it just the same. I used to spend hours sucking and kissing her little asshole."

"Chris," Allison gasped at his nasty words.

Chris began to move down his mother's back, stopping to kiss each the vertebrae on her back.

"Noooo," Allison moaned again, but she didn't stop him. Instead she pressed her face into the pillow, grasping it with both hands.

When Chris got to where the sheet was covering his mother's lower half, he threw it off, revealing her ass and legs. He almost gasped at the sight of her almost blemish-free form. His eyes swept down her back and over the mounds of her ass, only partially covered by her panties. He knew that he would never grow tired of the sight. With a smile Chris straddled his mother's thighs, his eyes gazing down on her sexy backside. He grasped her cheeks, massaging the silky material covering her flesh. Then he snaked his hands under the leg bands until he could cup both cheeks in his palms. He kneaded and squeezed them until the desire to see them naked was too much for him. He bent over and hooked his fingers into the waist and began to pull them down.

"Chris please," his mother pleaded. However, she lifted her hips and let him pull them down.

Chris left the panties at the tops of her thighs and bent to kiss her now bare ass cheeks.

"Ohhhhh," Allison moaned at the touch of her son's warm lips.

He kissed the surface of one soft cheek before moving on to the other. When he was done, he had kissed ever inch of her buttocks. He could see his mother trembling as he pulled her panties down her legs and off. He brought the slip of material to his nose to smell before placing them over his throbbing penis. Then he placed both hands on his mother's cheeks. Slowly he opened her, teasing himself as well as her. A gasp escaped his lips when he saw the tiny pink star of her anus. It was smooth and hairless like the rest of her. He saw the little opening clench and then relax, like it had a life of its own.

"Chris, this... this... is..."

"Nasty," Chris answered for her.

"Yessss."

"That's why I love it... and so do you mother." Chris bent over until his tongue touched the top of the grove between the cheeks. He began to lick slowly downward, leaving a trail of saliva behind.

Allison's hips began to squirm on the bed.

When Chris's tongue was a fraction from the tiny rose, he pulled back and blew warm air on the crinkled surface.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Allison gasped.

"Oh yes," Chris whispered to himself as he watched her hole pulse as if in protest. He puckered his lips and kissed it, enjoying the feeling of her forbidden flesh on his lips. He then sucked it gently, pulling his lips and the tiny hole away from her body before letting it go again.

"Ohhhhhh Chris."

Chris's began to lick the little hole, circling it with his tongue. Then he pulled away and heard his mother groan. "Hold your ass open for me Mom," he whispered. When his mother didn't move he said, "Mother, hold your ass open," in a stern voice. He opened his palm and smacked her ass hard, leaving a handprint. He hadn't meant to hit her that hard, but she didn't seem to mind.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Allison gasped. She buried her face in her pillow and reached back with trembling hands. Slowly she pulled her cheeks open wide.

Chris smiled. His mother's fingers dug into the soft flesh, stretching the hole unit it flared opened just bit. It wasn't much, but it was enough. He centered his tongue on the hole and pressed forward.

"Ahhhhhheeeee!!!" his mother screamed as his tongue split the little hole. Her hips lifted from the bed forcing the tongue even deeper.

Chris pushed harder, feeling the tight sphincter resisting. He pressed forward, forcing his tongue in as deeply as he could. As the opening gradually began to relax, he then began an up and down motion with his head. Saliva drooled from the corners of his mouth, lubrication the hole and making it easier for his tongue slip in and out

"Oh God, oh God!" Allison moaned. She followed her son's tongue by lifting her hips when he pushed down and falling back to the bed as he pulled out.

Chris worked on her ass for a long time, enjoying the cries coming from his her lips and the feeling of the slick walls of her anus caressing his tongue. He licked and then sucked the little hole, pulling the wrinkled flesh into his mouth and savoring the sweet and slightly bitter taste. With his mother still holding her ass open for him, he reached under her to find her breasts. He heard her gasp as he caught her hard nipples between his fingers and squeezed. Then he grasped her breasts with both hands and used them for leverage so that he could push his tongue even deeper.

Allison's moans became one long cry of pleasure. She had never experienced anything like it... anything so nasty... yet so thrilling.

Chris held one breast in his hand and withdrew the other, sliding it down her stomach until he found her clit. He grasped the swollen pea between his fingers and began to manipulate it gently. A muffled gasp came from his mother and her body began to tremble.

"Oh... oh... oh," Allison gasped as her body began to convulse in pleasure. Her hips pushed up at the probing tongue and then back down at the squeezing fingers as if she couldn't decide which one she wanted most. Her climax came on like a tidal wave, rippling through her body from head to toe.

Chris held on to her breast and clit as her body gyrated beneath him. Her jerking movement made it was almost impossible to keep his tongue inside her hole. However, it didn't seem to matter anymore to her; she was too far into her climax to care.

It took a few minutes for Allison's body to stop trembling. Chris remained between her cheeks, lovingly kissing the still pulsing hole. Finally he felt her move. He pulled away and crawled up beside her and took her into his arm, holding her gently.

The two were silent for a long while.

"So did you like that?"

"Yes," Allison whispered as if embarrassed. She didn't look at him.

"I thought so."

They fell silent again until Chris said, "I got a call from Melissa yesterday." He felt his mother's body tense.

"Oh really, what did she want?"

"I guess she was having second thoughts about breaking up with me. She said that she wanted to get back together. She even hinted that she might suck me and even let me go all the way."

It took a moment or two for Allison to ask, "What did you say?"

Chris smiled and paused for a few moments before answering, "I told her that I already had a relationship." Chris felt his mother's body relax, the tension dissipating as quickly has it had come. She snuggled deeper into his arm. He turned her head up to him and looked into her eyes. He started to kiss her.

"Wait," she said, "Let me go brush my teeth."

"I guess I should too," Chris said as the two of them crawled out of bed and walked naked to the bathroom.

Standing at the mirror the two of them put toothpaste on brushes and began to brush their teeth. Chris looked over at his mother and reached down with his lather-covered brush and rubbed it across her nipple.

"Chris," Allison squealed, drooling lather from her mouth and down her chin in the process. Then she reached down quickly with her toothbrush and ran it down his flaccid but still fat penis.

It was Chris's turn to jump back. "You made me swallow the toothpaste," he laughed.

"Sorry," Allison said.

Chris held his brush up and moved toward his mother.

"Chris, no," she laughed as her son chased her into a corner.

"Then give me a kiss," he said, his mouth foaming like a mad dog.

"Nooooo," she giggled and turned away as he tried to kiss her.

Chris was persistent and grabbed his mother's face and brought his lips to hers.

Suddenly, when Allison felt her son's lips, all of the fight went out of her. She moaned and opened her mouth to her son's insistent tongue. Soon they both had toothpaste lather on their lips and running down their chins.

Chris picked his mother up in his arms and carried her back to the bed where he laid her gently down. He crawled next to her and resumed kissing her. He held her face in his hands and kissed her passionately. Then he drew back and looked into her loving eyes. He bent and kissed her neck. Slowly he worked down to her now heaving breasts, where he gently bit one nipple while he played with the other.

Allison reached between Chris's legs and found his very hard penis. She stroked it lovingly as she allowed him to continue to suck her breasts.

Soon Chris pulled away and moved until he was lying over his mother with his arms holding his weight. He leaned down and kissed her again, never seeming to get enough of her soft lips. As he did this, he lowered his waist until his penis head touched her vagina.

Allison pulled her lips from him and said, "Chris." She gave him a look of admonishment.

"Just let me feel your lips on the head... please."

Allison didn't answer right away. She knew that what they were doing was very dangerous, but she remembered what he had said about Melissa. She knew that he could easily find some young girl to fuck him. Still, she couldn't let their relationship go there. "Just for a second," she answered.

Chris smiled and positioned the head of his penis between her rapidly swelling lips. He moaned as he felt the soft, blood filled, lips caress the head of his penis. "Oh God Mom," Chris groaned and leaned down to kiss her lips again.

Allison placed her hands on her son's hips, holding him back, keeping him for moving downward.

"God Mom, just an inch more."

Allison's body began to tremble. "No... we can't."

Chris pushed down, forcing another inch into his mother's hole.

"Chris," she gasped and pushed upward on his hips with her hands. There wasn't much strength in her arms however.

"Just a little more," Chris whispered.

"Oh God Chris," Allison gasped as she felt more of her son's penis enter her. Suddenly her hands were no longer on his hips, but lying on his ass.

Chris took that as a sign and he pushed deeper. "Ahhhh Mom," he gasped as he slipped another inch into her. When he didn't hear his mother protest, he slipped deeper. And, then one more push. Suddenly, he couldn't go any further; he had his entire penis inside his mother. He heard a roaring in his head that was so loud that it blocked out the whimpers of his mother. His heaving chest was now pressed to his mother's equally heaving breasts. "Mom, I can't believe it. God, you're so tight," he gasped.

"Chris we shouldn't be... oh God... it's wrong." Yet Allison's fingers were now digging into her son's buttocks, holding his penis deep inside her warm cavern.

Chris could feel the walls of her vagina squeezing around him, almost like a soft glove milking him. It felt like he was encased in velvet; it was warm and wet and like nothing he had ever felt before. Her mouth was good, but this was far better. The fact that it was his mother that he was inside made it even more exciting. A thought occurred to him; he had just lost his virginity to his own mother. It was almost too much for him to comprehend. His head was spinning and his balls squirming inside their sacks. His penis pulsed and he fought the urge to cum.

Allison's hips began to move in little twitches.

When Chris felt it, he slowly pulled out until only the head inside. Then he pushed back down hard.

"Ahhhhhhh," they both gasped.

"Oh God Mom, I'm fucking you... I'm fucking you," Chris said as he began to move up and down. "Mom... oh God Mom... I love you. I never want to fuck anyone else."

"I love you too Chris... fuck me... fuck me hard please," Allison pleaded excitedly, all reservations suddenly gone. Her hips lifted from the bed, taking him as deep as possible with each thrust.

"Yes! Yes!" Chris said as he began to move his hips faster. He kissed his mother, pushing his tongue in and out of her mouth at the same tempo as his penis. His hips became a blur as he thrust powerfully into her. He could feel her copious juices leaking out around his shaft, lubrication him and creating a squishing sound that echoed from the walls of the bedroom. The bed began to squeak under the strain of their frantic movements.

"Oh God Mom, I'm getting close?"

"Chris no, you can't," she gasped yet her fingers digging into his ass did not relent.

"I'll pull out," he gasped. They were the most difficult words that he had ever spoken. He felt his balls pull up to his body as they began to churn his juice in preparation.

"No... no," his mother answered when she felt him begin to pull back, suddenly delirious with pleasure. She was so close... so close... she couldn't let him stop. She suddenly wrapped her legs around his waist and screamed, "Fuck me! Fuck me hard! God I'm going to cummmmmm!!!"

"Mom, I've got to pull out," Chris cried, near panic. There was no way he wanted to pull out. His mother seemed to be giving him the okay, but he wasn't sure. She held his hips tightly, forcing him all the way into her with every plunge. Chris gritted his teeth and tried desperately not to cum.

Then it was too late.

When he felt his juice shooting up the shaft he screamed and pushed in as deeply as he could. The thick and potent juice exploded from the head of his penis, sending his semen deep into his mother's unprotected receptacle. It jetted out in torrents; unleashing millions of live sperm and spattering against the slick walls of her womb.

"Ahhhhhhhh," Allison screamed as her climax overtook her. She felt her son's scalding and virile seed filling her, soothing the ravaged walls of her vagina like a healing balm. Excitement like she had never known consumed her. She was lost. Her head spun and she gasped for breath as her climax went on and on.

Chris grunted and continued to pump his hips.

It seemed to Allison like she had blacked out for a moment or two. When she came to her senses she found Chris still moving within her. She was sure that he had climaxed; yet his penis was still as stiff inside her.

Chris was sorry that he had lost control and cum into his mother, but he figured that the deed was done and he couldn't change it. He also realized that he may never get another chance to do this again and was determined to take advantage of the opportunity. The excitement of being inside his mother kept him hard even after he had climaxed so intensely. His hips kept moving, sliding his shaft in and out of her now flooded hole.

"Chris, Chris," Allison gasped when she felt her son continue to pump in and out of her. Then, incredibly, she felt her own excitement building again. Her hips began to work against his thrusts.

Chris continued to pump in and out of his mother for over a half-hour until he felt his crisis coming on again. He had no idea how many times she had climaxed. He had heard her gasp and cry out several times. His own climax came on slowly this time, building until his recently drained balls had filled again. "Oh God Mom, I'm cumming!"

"Yes, yes sweetie, cum in me." Allison bucked her hips upward, taking the second load as deeply as the first.

Finally Chris collapsed on top of his mother, trying to catch his breath. Then he rolled over until he was staring at the ceiling. His mother was lying quietly beside him.

Suddenly Allison jumped up saying, "I have to get to the shower."

Chris watched her climb out of bed and then hurry into the bathroom and close the door.

Allison stumbled over to the vanity. She placed her hands on the counter and looked at herself in the mirror. "You just fucked your own son," she said out loud. "You're a 38 year old mother that has just fucked her son and let him cum in your unprotected cunt." She said it as if she were trying to make herself feel bad. Strangely she didn't feel as bad as she thought she should. She had been anticipating and dreading this very situation since they first started fooling around. Now, while she was concerned about the fact that she had taken an incredible risk, she couldn't find the guilt that she expected. She looked at her face and saw that it looked the same... except that there was a satisfied glow to her cheeks. When she looked between her legs, she saw that her thighs and sex lips were covered in sperm. As she watched, a bubble of cum formed at her hole and, as if in slow motion, grew until it was a large glob before falling to the floor between her feet. It was her son's sperm, his baby making juice with millions of little Chris's inside. She suddenly squeezed her legs together holding back the feeling like she going to climax again. The action squeezed her still swollen clit between her lips. Her knees suddenly gave out and she grasped the counter to prevent her from falling.

Chapter 12

Chris was downstairs in the kitchen when his mother came down. She had showered and had on a bathrobe with a towel wrapped around her freshly washed her hair. Chris got her a cup of coffee and sat at the table across from her.

"I guess I screwed up huh?" he said.

"We screwed up Chris. It was as much my fault as it was yours."

Chris almost sighed in relief as he had taken on all the responsibility for what had happened. "What are we going to do? I... I mean... you could get... get pre..."

"I know. It's a particularly bad time of the month too. I need some time to think. It should have never gotten this far." She looked at her son's sad face and her heart melted. She reached over and took his hand. "We'll get through this together. I love you."

"I love you to," Chris returned, staring into his mother's eyes. He added, "But... but not like a son to his mother."

"It's gone way beyond that for me too." She squeezed his hand again.

"Do... do we have to... you know... stop doing things?"

Allison sighed and stood up, walking over to the counter to get another cup of coffee. When she had the steaming cup in her hand she turned toward Chris and leaned against the counter. She bent her leg, letting the robe fall to the side, exposing her upper thigh.

Chris's eyes darted to his mother's legs and then to her face. He waited expectantly.

Allison took a sip of her coffee. She knew that she was driving the poor boy crazy. However, for some reason, although she knew the answer, she didn't want to respond too quickly. "I don't think we have a choice," she finally said, smiling over her coffee cup.

Chris wanted to jump from the table and hug her, however he restrained himself. He wanted to let his mother have her moment.

"I'll have to get a doctors appointment to get a prescription for the pill... if I'm not already pregnant."

This time Chris did get up and walk over to his mother. He took her into his arms and whispered, "God I love you Mom. I didn't mean to cause you this problem."

"Shut up and kiss me."

He kissed her passionately, loving even her coffee tasting mouth. His lips brought a moan from her. Then as he pressed himself to her warm body, he felt his penis harden.

"Ah, the beauty of youth," she laughed and reached down to caress the tent in his jeans. "But I can't fuck anymore right now if I wanted to. You're worn me out... at least for a little while."

"I have an idea," Chris said, still worried about the possibility of getting her pregnant.

"What?"

"Maybe you need to seduce Dad... you know... just in case." He said it only partially factiously.

Allison looked at her son and was going to respond with a flippant remark, however, she paused. Maybe he was on to something, she thought. "Hmm, that's not such a bad idea. It would at least give me some cover."

Chris smiled proudly.

"Don't get too excited... it might not work. Your Dad and I haven't had sex in years. I'm not sure he can even do it and even if he can, he might get suspicious after all this time." Allison looked at Chris and saw his deflated confidence. "But it's worth a try though."

The rest of the day was long for Chris. He tried to busy himself with cleaning up the garage and studying, but his mind was never far from his mother. While he worried about their predicament, he thought more about what they had done. He could almost feel her tight pussy surround his penis, bathing it in her wet warmth, and her soft breasts pressed to his chest and those lips... well, it was difficult to get anything done.

If Chris thought that it was going to get any easier as the day wore on, he was wrong. He was very antsy at the dinner table, trying to keep his eyes from meeting his mother's. He knew that she was going to try and seduce his father that evening. That alone made him uncomfortable. He didn't want to admit it, but he was jealous... jealous of his own father.

It was after ten P.M. when Chris saw his door open. He watched his mother come into his room and looked at her expectantly. She nodded her head up and down.

Chris walked over to his mother and met her half way. "It was driving me crazy. I know it's insane, but I couldn't stand the thought of you in there with another man... even if it is Dad."

"I know. I felt the same way. But it's done now and if something happens... well at least I've got a story."

Chris turned his mother's face up to him and kissed her tenderly. Then he led her over until they were standing beside the bed. "Turn around," he whispered.

Allison looked at him for a second, wondering what he had in mind. She turned around until her back was to him.

Chris reached down and lifted her robe until her rear was bare. Then he fished inside his shorts and found his already hard penis.

"Chris, what are you doing?" Allison asked when she felt him lowering his penis until it touched her slick vagina.

"I'm going to fuck you," he hissed. "You're mine."

With a moan of excitement Allison let her son bend her over until her hands were on the bed and her ass was pushing back at him. "Oh Jesus," she gasped as his penis slipped into her hole. "Yes, yes, fuck me," she whispered, pushing her hips back at him.

There was a method to Chris's madness. He reasoned that if his mother was going to get pregnant, he wanted it to be his. He would fill her with his third load of cum for the day and overwhelm anything that his father had produced.

Chris pounded into his mother with a vengeance. He worried at first that he might be too harsh with her. However, every thrust was matched by a strong push backward. His hands found her hips and he held her tight and rode her hard.

Allison came first, gasping for breath and scream out in pleasure. She collapsed on the bed with Chris on top of her, still pounding.

Finally he came, pouring his potent seed deep into her already saturated hole.

Chapter 13

Several weeks later Chris was on his way home from school with some bad news. He was in danger of failing one of his classes and was worried about telling his mother. While all of his grades had fallen (without his mother knowing) since they had started their affair, this was the only one that he might really fail. It could possibly jeopardize his scholarship and he knew that she would be sorely disappointed.

The news spoiled a day when he had been excited because of a gift he had purchased for his mother's birthday.

When Chris walked into the house, he was surprised to see his mother home from work and sitting at the table. He could see right away that she was upset and thought that it might be because of her coming birthday. While he didn't think of his mother as old, he knew that turning 39 was sometimes harder for people than the 40th birthday. "What's wrong Mom?" he asked.

She looked up at him, her eyes wet and red, and handed him a cylindrical device that looked like a thermometer.

"What's this?" he asked and looked at the tiny window that displayed a plus symbol. He shook his head without understanding.

"I'm pregnant," his mother stated, tears now streaming from her eyes.

Chris was stunned. They had talked about the possibility, but he hadn't given it much thought since then. He sat down heavily in a chair across the table from his mother and stared at her. "Are you sure... I mean... can these tests be wrong?"

"99% accuracy."

"Oh God. His face went pale. "I'm sorry Mom. It's all my fault."

"It might not be yours," referring to the fact that she had had sex with his father on the same day as a precaution.

He looked at him mother incredulously and said, "Yeah, right."

"It's possible." Her face showed that she didn't believe it either.

"What are we going to do?"

"I already have an appointment with a good friend of mine who is a doctor. I was going to get a prescription for the pill. Now I guess the conversation will be a little different."

"What if it is mine... I've heard that there can be problems?"

"I don't know. They have a lot of tests today. We'll have to wait and see." Tears began to fall from her eyes again and she sobbed.

Chris hurried over to her and knelt at her chair. "We'll get through this Mom."

"I know sweetie. I don't even know what I'm crying about now. I have all kinds of emotions running through me. It's probably confirms that I'm pregnant."

"It's my fault," Chris said again as tears came to his eyes.

"Chris, listen to me," Allison said, placing her hands on his cheeks and turning his face up to her. "It wasn't your fault. Besides, I'm not sure I'm crying because I'm sad."

Chris looked confused.

"I... I... guess it's the maternal instinct, but if it is a baby, especially your baby, then that's how it is and I can't... won't... change it."

The perplexed look on Chris's face deepened.

"I don't expect you to really understand, because you're not a woman. But, I have a life growing inside me and that's special. I always wanted a brother or sister for you, but careers and life in general got in the way. Now I have a second chance and if the baby is yours... well, that's not so bad. Do you understand?"

"I guess. What I'm sure of is that I love you more than anything in this world. I never thought I could feel this way about any one... well, at least not my own mother. You are constantly on my mind and I feel butterflies in my stomach when I think about being with you... not just sexually, but just being around you. I'll stick with you no matter what happens."

"You don't know how wonderful that makes me feel Chris. I feel the same way about you. I almost feel like I'm like a kid again... and in love for the first time."

Chris smiled and kissed his mother gently on the lips. He drew back and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small box. "I got this for your birthday, but I think now would be a better time to give it to you."

"Thank you sweetheart," Allison said taking the box and opening it. Inside was a gold ankle bracelet with a small heart attached. "It's beautiful. It looks expensive. Where did you get the money?"

"Here and there. I've been working after school some, mowing some lawns."

"You didn't spend the savings you had for your car did you?"

Chris hesitated.

"Chris, you shouldn't have done that."

"Open the heart," he said.

Allison used her fingernails to open the tiny heart. Inside was a miniaturized picture of Chris and her kissing. She gasped in surprise. "Where did you get that picture?"

"Remember when we were at the mall a few weeks ago."

Allison remembered. They had gone into one of those dollar photo cubicles that take six or so pictures. The two of them had made funny faces, sticking out their tongues etc., until Chris turned to her suddenly and kissed her. When they got the pictures out, she made him promise to destroy that one. Obviously he hadn't.

"Sorry Mom, I couldn't bring myself to destroy it. It was one of the happiest days of my life."

"Oh Chris," Allison said as tears welled up in her eyes again. She put the bracelet on her ankle and whispered, "I'll wear it always." Then she pressed her lips to his.

Chris wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back with passion. His tongue slipped into her mouth as he wedged his way between her legs, pushing her skirt high on her thighs.

When Allison pulled away, she was breathless and her eyes were on fire. She reached for her blouse and began to unbutton it, slowly opening it until she could slip it off her shoulders, leaving her in her bra.

Chris quickly unsnapped the hook between her breasts, freeing both orbs. "Mmmm, they already look bigger. I wonder if there is any milk in them yet." With that he lifted one and began to suck.

Allison held his head and let him suck... nurse... for a long while. If her sex lips had not been swollen and pulsing, it would have felt like he was a baby at her breasts again. She pushed him away and made him stand. With trembling hands she opened his pants and dropped them to the floor. Then she reached inside his shorts and brought out his throbbing penis. "It's my turn to nurse," she whispered as she took the head into her mouth.

With half close eyes, Chris watched his mother suck him. He had seen it a hundred times, but knew that he would never grow tired of watching her work on him with her mouth. It was even more special because he knew how much she loved to do it. As he watched, she took more and more of his shaft into her mouth until the head was at the back of her throat. He trembled as he felt the familiar squeezing of her throat muscles as he went into her to his balls. "Oh God Mom," he moaned. He placed his hands on her shoulders and began to work his hips back and forth, letting her take him all the way down her throat with each thrust. She could do it without gagging now.

Finally Allison pulled away. "I would love to eat your cum, but right now, I need you inside me. Besides, since I'm already pregnant, you can cum in me." With that she stood up and turned to sit on the table. She spread her legs and opened her arms in invitation.

Chris had only cum inside her on that faithful day. He had obviously wanted to do it again, but knew, until now, that it was too dangerous. Now there was nothing stopping him. He stepped forward and placed the head of his penis at her welcoming hole.

They both moaned as Chris slipped his shaft all the way into her in one movement.

Chris paused, giving him a chance to catch his breath. He kissed his mother as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Slowly he began to move in and out. The table began to rock and squeak under the pressure. It didn't take long for him to realize that the table wasn't going to work. He lifted his mother from the table, holding her with her legs wrapped around his waist.

"Chris," his mother squealed as he lifted her from the table.

He gently went to his knees, his penis never coming out of her, and laid her on her back on the floor. "Mmmm, this is better," he said.

"Yes. Fuck me sweetie. Fuck your mother. I love you," she whispered in his ear as if someone could hear her.

"Oh God, I love you too." Chris began to pound into her now. His hips were powered by the strong emotions that were welling up in him. It was his mother, his lover, and, maybe, the mother of his child that he was screwing on the kitchen floor. She was the woman that had raised him, wiped his nose, breast fed him, and put him to bed at night. Now she was his... mind, body, and soul because she had a life growing inside her... a life he had created.

"Oh Chris," Allison gasped as a strong climax overtook her. She lifted her hips from the floor and squeezed her son's neck tight. Waves of pleasure washed over her. She opened her eyes for a second and saw the gold heart hanging from the bracelet on her leg as it sparked in the light of the room. Her eyes shut again as the intensity of her climax suddenly grew until she could no longer think. She floated away on waves of pleasure.

The clenching of his mother's vagina was too much for Chris. He pushed in deeply and screamed, "I'm cummmmmiiiiiiinnnnngggg." His juice shot out and into his mother's waiting receptacle in a flood. It felt like every thing he had, down to his bone marrow, was squirting out of him and into her.

Chapter 14

Sometime later the two of them were sitting outside on the deck enjoying the warm spring air. Chris had finally told her that he was in danger of failing a class.

"I don't have to tell you how disappointed I am Chris."

"No," he answered.

"I blame myself for this. I have been too preoccupied with what we have been doing to pay attention to your school work."

Chris knew that was coming. "It doesn't have anything to do with that," he lied.

"Of course it does. The question is what do we do about it? Since there is only a few weeks left of school, you don't have much time to make it up. Have you spoken with your teacher?"

"Yes, and he said that if I get a B or better on the test coming up next week and the final exam, I will pass."

"Well, then there is hope," Allison said with a little relief. "You know of course that there is always a consequence when you screw up."

Here it comes, he thought.

"You are going to have to be punished."

"I know. But if I work hard, I can make it up."

"Well, since I am part of the problem, I have to be part of the solution."

"What does that mean?"

"First of all, it means no sex until you are finished school."

"Mommmmm," he cried. That's weeks away. You can't do that."

"Oh yes I can," she said with a smile. "And, you are grounded until the first test is over. If you get a B then you can go out one night during the week."

Chris wasn't that concerned about being grounded, but no sex was more than he could handle. "Come on Mom, I promise I'll make it up."

"You had better or you will be going to a local community college and working to pay for it." Allison paused a moment before saying, "Now, since I am part of the problem, I will make a deal with you."

Chris was all ears now.

"If you get a B on the next test and at least a B on the final, I will let you do anything you want with me." Again Allison paused and let Chris absorb what she was offering. She was using both the carrot, letting him have what he wanted, and the stick, denying him sex for several weeks.

"You mean... you mean... sexually."

"Yes."

Chris broke into a wide smile. "What if I wanted to... to... you know... do your... ass?"

Allison wasn't surprised by his question. "Yes, that is an option."

"Can we negotiate the length of time I have to go without sex?"

"Nope. I have to fix dinner now. By the way, will you go to the doctor's with me? The appointment is her last one at 4:30, so it shouldn't interfere with school."

"Sure."

With that Allison got up and went inside, leaving Chris to ponder his fate.

Chris went to his room to study.

That evening Allison came into Chris' room after Bradley was asleep as usual. She sat on the side of the bed.

Chris put his book down and looked at his mother expectantly. He hoped that she had changed her mind about the no-sex rule. As he watched, she pulled the sheet down until his lower half was bared. Then she reached inside his shorts and pulled out his already swelling penis. With a few quick strokes she had him standing tall. He watched with baited breath as she wrapped her index finger and thumb around the sensitive skin just under the crown and began a gentle twisting motion. "Mmmmm," Chris murmured and closed his eyes.

Allison played with her son's penis for a time, stroking him gently and teasing the head. Then she took the head gently into her mouth and sucked. However, before Chris could grab her head, she pulled away. She had him where she wanted him. With a smile, she stood up and said, "That's just to make sure you don't forget what you're missing." She bent over and kissed him passionately before pulling back with a smile. She turned and walked out of the room leaving him with his mouth gaping and his penis throbbing.

"Mommmmm!" Chris called after her, but she was gone. Since she couldn't stop him from masturbating, he found some relief, but a poor substitute for the real thing.

The next few days were pure torture for Chris. His mother did everything she could to tease him. Each night she would stop by as usual. She came in wearing her silk robe, which several times fell from her shoulder, leaving most of one breast bared. Then she would kiss him and tell him that she loved him, but leave him in state of sexual frustration. During the evenings, she would find a chair across from him in the family room and sit casually. Whenever she felt that Bradley wasn't looking she would open her legs to reveal her bare vagina. It wouldn't take long before Chris got up to go to his room where he would resume studying and then masturbate before he went to sleep.

Allison didn't know if her strategy would work, but she was having a great time teasing him. Chris had become very compliant and obedient. He was suddenly a perfect son. She knew that he was holding out hope that she would relent. Several times she almost did, but she knew that she had to be firm because there was a lot at stake. However, there was a downside... she was very frustrated as well. Incredibly, since she had found out that she was pregnant, her libido had gone off the scales. Masturbation was a poor substitute for her too.

"So this doctor Laura is a good friend of yours?" Chris asked as he drove his mother to the doctor's office.

"Yes, we were roommates in college. You met her once or twice at parties."

"I don't remember her."

"Well, she is a good OB/GYN and I trust her."

"Good," Chris said as he glanced over at his mother and then down at her legs. Her short skirt had slipped up her thighs, revealing an expanse of creamy white skin.

Allison saw her son's eyes and said, "Pay attention to your driving. Besides, I have panties on. It wouldn't do to visit the doctor without panties."

They stopped at a red light and Chris said, "Let me see them."

Allison felt a tremor go through her. It seemed that every look from her son was making her excited. It had been six days since she had had sex with him and she was ready to climb the walls. She felt like his punishment was worse on her than him. With a sigh, she turned slightly in the seat and pulled her knees up.

"Red is my favorite color," Chris said as he looked between his mother's open thighs. "God Mom, I'm going crazy here. I don't know how much more I can take."

I don't know how much I can take either, she thought. Stay strong. "Well, you have several more weeks. By the way, isn't your test tomorrow?"

"It was today." Chris said as he pulled away from the light. However, the traffic suddenly backed up and he came to an abrupt halt.

"It was today? Do you know how you did?"

"Yep."

"Well," she said anxiously.

"Show me your pussy and I'll tell you."

"Christopher," Allison said in mock scorn. Then she looked around at the vehicles close by and felt like she was safe; there were no trucks near. She reached down and pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, exposing her freshly shaved sex lips.

"Oh Jesus," Chris moaned. "You're driving me crazy Mom."

"You asked," she laughed. "I've got to be careful here since it wouldn't be good to go to the doctors with a wet pussy. Now, what about the test."

"Here," Chris said, handing her a folded paper.

She opened it and saw a B+. "That's wonderful Chris," Allison said excitedly and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Now am I out of the dog house?"

"No. You still have to pass the final with a B."

Chris moaned.

A few minutes later, Chris was sitting in the waiting room and his mother was in with the doctor.

"It's so good to see you Laura," Allison said, hugging her long time friend.

"It's been too long. When was it last... oh yes, at Carolyn's birthday party," Laura said.

Laura was an attractive 42-year-old doctor. She was slightly older than Allison because Allison had gone to college very early. Laura was a little shorter with a smaller frame then her friend, but with an attractive figure, with a narrow waist and shapely hips. Most of the time she covered up her substantial breasts with her white doctor's jacket and put on a conservative demeanor (not unlike Allison did at work). However, off the job she was anything but conservative. She had shoulder length brown hair that was turned under in an attractive but professional style. Her face was pretty with just a few wrinkles around her eyes... eyes that were a dark blue and seemed to be able to penetrate into one's soul. It had been an on-going problem for her with men. It seemed that they felt like she could pry into their very thoughts.

She and Allison had been roommates and friends, with the older woman taking Laura under her wing. In fact, although no one but the two of them knew, they had been more than just friends. There was a running debate as to who seduced whom. Allison always professed to be the young and na‹ve girl, fondly accusing Laura of trapping her in her web of sin. The truth was that it had been mutual. Allison was in fact na‹ve, but also desperate for affection. One rainy night she found it in the arms of her female roommate. Their affair had ended when Allison met Bradley. However, their friendship had lasted through the years.

"So how is Bradley?" Laura asked, taking a seat behind her desk and directing Allison to a chair.

"About the same. The depression medicine has helped, but I don't think he has ever really recovered from the heart attack and subsequent by-pass. Physically he is fine."

"Unfortunately, that happens in some cases. I'm not sure that medical science really knows the reason, but something happens because of the operation that has a definite impact on a patient's mental state. Most men and women get over it without therapy or drugs though."

"Well, it has been difficult. I would have never had the affair if Bradley hadn't changed. The sex was never spectacular, but it was enough... or so I thought."

The two of them talked for a few minutes about the old days, neither alluding to their personal relationship, although it was never far from either of their minds. It had been intense and unforgettable, but seemed somewhat embarrassing today. Allison knew that she would never have given up men, and she thought that Laura felt the same way. However, it had been fun.

"So, what are you here for today," Laura said opening Allison's folder. She paged through the sheets from her last visit, which was several years ago.

"Well... uh... I was originally coming to get a prescription for birth control pills."

Laura looked at her friend with surprise. Then she smiled. "Are you still seeing Jason?"

They never kept anything from each other... or so Allison thought.

"No."

"Well then I have to ask why you want the 'pill'? I know that you are not telling me that Bradley has become amours again."

"No." Allison was suddenly very nervous and squirmed in the chair. She had rehearsed what she was going to say, but suddenly the words deserted her.

"You are having an affair with another man then?" Laura asked with raised eyebrows.

"Well, kind of."

"How can you 'kind of' have an affair? Come on Allison, out with it."

Allison's face grew red and her heart was suddenly thumping in her chest. She wondered if this was the right thing to do. On one hand she knew that Laura could be a big help to her. On the other, she was risking everything. Unfortunately she didn't think she had an alternative. "Laura, I know I can trust you. We have been friends... more than friends... for a long time. Please don't think bad of me but... but, I am having an affair with my... my..."

"Yes?"

"My son!"

"Your son... Chris!" Laura said in a loud voice.

"Shhhh, he's right outside."

It was Laura's face that flushed this time. She leaned forward and lowered her voice. "Sorry. But you're having an affair with you son? I can't believe it."

"I know it's crazy and I never wanted or planned for it to happen. But, I love him. Not like a son alone anymore. He does things to me... things that I didn't think I would ever feel again."

Suddenly Laura face broke into a broad smile. This was perfect.

"What?" Allison asked.

"Go on, tell me more, I'll tell you why I'm smiling in a moment. How did it start?"

"Well, I'm not sure how it started, but he caught me with Jason. We were in the family room and he was supposed to be at a friend's house. He came home and saw us on the sofa kissing and... and... well, you get the picture."

"Wow."

"I tried to explained my way out of it. Chris was obviously angry. Unfortunately, we had a major blow up and I slapped him. But in the end he apologized and so did I. I said that I would stop seeing Jason and he promised not to tell Bradley. Somewhere in the process I found myself attracted to Chris. It started when I found that I was jealous of his girlfriend. I walked in on them by accident... well, on purpose. Then I felt so bad that I went to his room that night and... I used my hand on him. Then he took me out on Valentines Day to dinner and I had a little too much to drink. I ended up giving him a blo... blow job. At first it was just... just oral... you know, me sucking him. Eventually it progressed to him eating me. Then, a couple of weeks ago, we... I let him have me." Allison paused, near tears. "The worst part is that I don't regret it."

"What an incredible story."

"Please don't judge me," Laura begged.

"You know better than that. So now you want me to write you a prescription for the pill?"

"It's worse than that. When we... when we had sex for the first time, I let him cum in me. Now, now I... I'm... pregnant."

Laura sucked in her breath. An incredible wave of excitement rushed through her. A million thoughts were running through her mind, but she knew that she had to calm herself.

"You're sure that you are pregnant?"

"I took one of those tests."

"They are pretty accurate. But are you sure it belongs to Chris... I mean you were with Jason."

Chris, Jason, Bradley, suddenly Allison felt like a slut. Her voice began to tremble as she said, "Well, I'm sure that it's not Jason's baby, but I had sex with Bradley... as a precaution, so it could possibly be his."

"I don't think that's likely because of Bradley's issues, but it could be his. It was smart thinking to cover yourself."

"It was Chris's idea." Suddenly Allison started to cry.

Laura got up and came around to her and bent down and gave her a hug.

"I'm terrible, I know it," Allison sobbed.

"No you're not. If you are, then so am I."

Allison wiped her eyes with a Kleenex and looked up at her friend. "What do you mean?"

"You've never met my husband Randy, have you?"

"No."

"There is a reason for that."

Allison looked at her curiously.

"His real name is John Randolph Mercer."

"That's you're last name... before you got married. I thought you had just kept your unmarried name."

"Allison..." Laura said and paused for a second. "John, my husband, is my brother."

One could have heard a pin drop in the doctor's office.

Allison's eyes were as big around as saucers. "John your brother... little John, is your husband?" she asked in total astonishment.

"Not legally, but in every other way. He was fourteen when you met him ten years ago. He has grown up quite a bit since then and is definitely not 'little John' anymore."

"Oh my God... I can't believe it." Suddenly Allison looked at the photos of Laura's three children on the desk. "Are... are... the ch..."

"Yes, the children are his... and mine."

"I can't believe it," Allison said again. "And, they are all healthy?"

"Very."

"When... how did it happen?"

"Well, when my father died, Randy had a difficult time. He rebelled and Mom couldn't handle him, so he came to live with me. We had always been close and in fact had experimented a little when he would visit for vacations and such."

"Experimented?"

"Well, like you, I had a little too much to drink one evening. I accidentally walked into the bathroom when he was getting out of the shower. He had grown up quite a bit since I used to give him baths. He had an erection. Well, one thing led to another and I ended up sucking him off. From then on, when he would come to visit, I would please him with my mouth. However, that's all we did for a couple of years. Then one day, we went all the way. I don't remember the circumstances exactly, but I do remember that it was incredible. So that's my story. I guess we have a lot in common now."

Allison started to cry again.

"What's wrong?"

"I... I... sob... sorry... I thought... sob... that I was the only one. Don't mind me, I cry about everything lately."

"I understand, pregnancy can do that to a woman. It screws up all your hormones. But you shouldn't think that you are alone. Incest relationships are more prevalent than you might think. I've seen some estimates that five percent of births in this country are between close relations. That's just in the US. In other parts of the world it is much, much higher. In fact, it is so common that there are underground groups here in our state that get together to talk about issues with our type of relationships."

"Really?"

"Yes, I'll tell you about them later. But first things first. Let's get you examined and then I want to talk with Chris."

"Uh... I'm not sure that's a good idea. He might freak out."

"Let me handle that. Now, get undressed and I will be with you in a minute," Laura said, leading Allison to the examining room.

A few minutes later Laura came in to the examining room with her clipboard. "Okay, let's get you up on the table."

Allison was just a little embarrassed to climb onto the table and lift her legs into the stirrups.

Laura took her place on a low stool between Allison's raised legs. "Oh my, I see that you are shaved. I love that," she laughed. "I always thought you had a very pretty vagina... speaking both professionally and personally. I can still remember spending hours between your legs eating you."

"You're embarrassing me," Allison said. However, she was even more embarrassed by the fact that Laura's words had excited her and she could feel her vagina getting wet."

"Sorry," Laura said, reverting to a more professional demeanor. "Mmmm, I don't think I need any lubricant today."

Allison's face turned bright red.

Laura found herself fascinated with her former lover's vagina. She had in fact loved to look at it in the old days. She had spent many hours with her head between this woman's thighs. Sometimes she thought that Allison was the reason she became a gynecologist. Her vagina was still one of the prettiest ones she had even seen. The inner lips were fat and wrinkled when filled with blood. They practically begged to be sucked. Her clit was positively huge and would extend from the fleshy covering and throb in excitement. Sucking her clit was like sucking a tiny penis.

Allison could feel her friend's eyes on her and she wondered why she wasn't starting the exam. Her own thoughts wandered back to college when her greatest thrill was to have this beautiful woman between her legs. She knew that Laura positively loved to eat her. She would suck her until she had climaxed so many times that she almost passed out. Then she would have to push her head from between her thighs. A tremor when through at the memory and she felt herself getting very wet.

As Laura stared at her friends sex, she saw the bubble of juice grow until it ran from between her lips. She had to fight the urge to lick it up. Her head moved closer and she almost drooled as the aroma brought back some wild memories. She shook her head and got back to work.

When the examination was done, she let Allison get dressed. Then she asked her to invite Chris into her office for the consultation.

Soon they were seated in front of Laura's desk.

"It's good to see you Chris. I suppose you don't remember me. Your mother and I were good friends and roommates in college."

"Yes, I recognize you," Chris said, now remembering seeing the pretty woman several times.

"Well, let's get down to business. Everything looks fine physically Allison. You are in good health and there is no reason to think that you won't have a healthy baby under normal circumstances. However, as you know there are certain risks that are associated with a baby conceived within a family. Any genetic mutations that a mother might have and shared with a son, when combined, can cause problems for the baby. The good news is that, statistically, it is a relative small risk.

Allison looked at Chris and she could see that he didn't understand what the doctor was saying.

"However, there are tests that we can do along the way that will determine if there is anything wrong. In that case we can decide on what action to take."

Suddenly it dawned on Chris and he looked at his mother with a combination of anger and shock.

"I'm sorry, but I had to tell her," Allison said and reached over to take his hand.

"She knows! You told her?" Chris said in astonishment. He looked from his mother to the doctor in disbelief.

"Yes. I had to. We are going to need all the help we can get. Laura is a good friend. Our secret is safe with her."

Laura looked at Chris and said, "Chris, I understand your relationship with your mother... better than you think, and I'm happy for you. True love doesn't happen that often and believe me relationships are a difficult thing to manage for any couple. There will be rough times for you and your mother... but I can help. I really can."

Chris was too stunned to answer.

"I would like to get some blood from you so I can do some tests. It will help if I know your blood type and if there is anything that might complicate the health of the baby. If you want me too I can also test to see who the baby belongs too during the second trimester."

Allison looked at Chris, but could see that he was still in shock. "Yes, we would like that," she answered for both of them.

Chapter 15

Chris was silent as he pulled out of the parking lot of the doctor's office. He couldn't believe his mother had shared their secret so readily. On one hand he understood that she needed someone to confide in. However, on the other, it was taking an incredible risk.

"I had to tell her Chris," Allison said.

"I know. I guess it's a guy thing. We like to keep things to ourselves... work them out on our own. I guess it was for the best.

"She can help. I probably shouldn't tell you this, but she is living with her brother."

Chris shrugged his shoulders and said, "So what."

"I mean 'living' with her brother. They have three children together."

The car swerved as Chris swung his head to look at his mother. "You mean they are... like... like us?"

Allison smiled. "Yes. That's why I said that she could help. She's been through it."

"They are like married and stuff?"

"Something like that," Allison said as she reached over and took his hand. "They can't get married, but they are living as husband and wife."

"Holy crap."

"The world is a strange place. Let's go get something to eat and celebrate your B+. I'm so proud of you."

They stopped at a restaurant and had dinner. Allison declined on wine and drank water instead. She knew it wasn't good to drink alcohol when pregnant. As they were heading home Allison said, "Chris, isn't that place when the kids go to make out near here?"

"You mean Pine Lake?"

"That's it."

"Yeah, just a couple miles," Chris said, looking at his mother expectantly.

"Why don't we go up there for a few minutes. Your father won't be home until later."

Now there was a big smile on Chris's face as he turned off the expressway and headed for Pine Lake.

The sun was going down as they pulled onto a dirt road that led through the woods to the lake. When they reached the lake, the sun was an orange ball, just on the horizon. There were no other cars there. The two of them got out of the car and walked over to a large rock that overlooked the water. The sun was slowly slipping below the horizon, creating a glistening reflection off the still lake water.

"Wow, it's beautiful here," Allison said.

"The kids don't come here for the scenery."

"I know," Allison said and leaned over for a kiss.

Chris moaned as he placed his hand on the back of his mother's head and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss quickly grew passionate as Chris pushed his tongue into his mother's waiting mouth. Without thinking, Chris's hand came up and found her breast. He squeezed her soft flesh before sliding his hand down to pull her blouse from her skirt. His hand went underneath and up to her bra-covered breast. With now experienced fingers he slipped underneath to find her already hard nipples. As the kiss continued, Chris's hand moved down his mother's back until he was grasping her ass cheeks.

Allison squirmed as she felt Chris squeezing her buttocks. She pulled away and said, "You're still being punished you know."

"Come on Mom, you're driving me crazy."

"Only a couple of weeks more and you can have whatever you want."

"I'm not going to survive that long."

"I think you will. Let's get in the back seat for a few minutes."

Chris looked at his mother in confusion.

"You're being punished, not me."

"What does that mean?"

"Come on," Allison said, taking his hand and walking him to the back door of the car.

Chris followed her into the back seat where they resumed kissing. The car quickly filled with their moans of excitement.

"Take my panties off," Allison whispered, lifting her skirt above her thighs.

Chris hurried to comply, reaching under her skirt and pulling her red panties down. He glanced at the crotch and saw that it was soaked and wondered how she got wet so quickly. He laid the panties on the center console between the front seats and turned back to his mother.

Allison had moved back on the seat and spread her legs wide. "Eat me," she whispered excitedly.

With a moan Chris slipped to the floor. He ran his hands up his mother's thighs and spread her open. She was dripping.

Allison grabbed her son's head and pulled it between her legs, not allowing him to tease her. The session with Laura had made her incredibly hot and she didn't need any preliminaries. "Ohhhhhh Goddddd!!!" she gasped when his lips touched her. It seemed like it had been months since she had felt his mouth on her. It was heaven.

As Chris pushed his tongue into his mother's swollen vagina, he wondered how this was punishment. With enthusiasm he began to eat her. He sucked her inner lips into his mouth and heard his mother gasp. He lifted her legs and pushed them back, giving him free access to her now pulsing hole. His tongue went in deeply, searching for the pool of sweet juice that he loved so much.

"Chris, Chris, Chris," Allison gasped, grabbing his head and pulling it to her crotch. When she felt his mouth slip lower, she lifted her hips. "Ohhhhhh Chris," she gasped when his tongue found her rear hole. Her hips began to move up and down, forcing his tongue deep into her back passage.

Chris teased his mother unmercifully. He licked her little back hole for a long time before moving back to her swollen sex. He sucked her lips into his mouth again, all the time avoiding her now blood engorged clit.

"Suck my clit," she pleaded, pulling his head toward her clit.

In response Chris pulled his mouth away and began to kiss his mother's thighs. He knew that she didn't want to be teased, but he wanted to let her know how it had felt when she had done it to him.

"God Chris, please," Allison begged.

Finally he opened his mouth and sucked her clit inside.

"Ahhhhhhhh," she screamed and wrapped her legs around his neck as a strong climax rushed through her. Her hips bucked and her body trembled. Fire works exploded in her head. It had been so long... so long since she had felt the earth tremble. All the frustration she had build up over the past week bubbled over. At the peak of her climax, she pulled Chris's head so tightly to her crotch that he could barely breath. Her thighs squeezed his head in a fleshy vise as she continued to scream and buck. Suddenly, juice gushed from her convulsing hole, spraying out with great force and into Chris's mouth.

Chris was startled as his mouth filled and would have pulled back except that his mother had him locked between her thighs. He swallowed the juice in several gulps and felt his penis throb, wondering where it had all come from. It tasted sweet like his mother always did. However, there was so much of it that he almost choked. What he couldn't swallow ran from the corners of his mouth and dripped from his chin and onto the seat below.

Allison almost passed out. The strength and length of this climax was greater then she could remember. She realized that something was different, but she was too consumed with pleasure to think about it.

It was quite some time before Chris could pull his face from between his mother's legs. When he did, he sat back and felt juice still dripping from his lips. "Wow," he said looking at his exhausted mother. He reached behind him and got her panties to wipe his face.

Allison sighed and looked at her son sheepishly. "I don't know what happened there," she said. "But it was incredible." She looked at his wet face and added, "I'm sorry if I almost drowned you."

"No problem," Chris said as he sat on the seat next to her. "I love your juice."

"Give me a kiss," Allison said, pulling his wet mouth to hers. "Mmmmm, very sweet," she giggled. Then she said, "Well, I guess we had better get home."

"Mommmm, you can't leave me like this," he protested.

"That would be mean, wouldn't it."

"Yes."

"All right, pull your pants down."

Chris hurried to comply. When he was sitting half naked, his mother picked up the soaked panties and wrapped them around his throbbing shaft.

"You're still being punished. But I guess a little hand job wouldn't hurt... since you got a good grade on your test."

Chris wanted more but was too excited to protest. He sat back and watched his mother stroke him. He stared into her eyes as she moved the silky material up and down his shaft. The wetness in the crotch of her panties made it easy.

Allison held him with one hand and moved the panties up and down his shaft. She watched the swollen head throb and dribble pre-cum juice across the stretched surface of the swollen head. The speed of her strokes increased.

"Oh Jesus Mom," Chris gasped as he drew near his peak.

Allison slowed her strokes, teasing him. It was her turn to pay him back. She squeezed the base of his shaft with one hand and used the panties to twist around the head. The friction of the silky material made the boy tremble, but it wasn't enough to bring him off.

"Please Mom," Chris pleaded.

With a giggle Allison covered the head with the crotch of her panties and stroked him faster.

"Ahhhhh," Chris gasped as his pent up juice began the trip up his shaft. It blasted from the head and into the gusset of his mother's panties.

"That's it, that's it, cum for mother," Allison whispered excitedly. She could feel his warm juice shooting up the shaft and see her panties bulge in the crotch as it filled with his sperm. When the last drop was squeezed out, she sat back and held the panties up. "My, what am I going to do with these?" With a naughty smile she pulled them up her legs. She patted her wet crotch and smiled at Chris.

Chris moaned and his now shrinking penis twitched.

Chapter 16

The next several weeks were filled with study, study and more study for Chris. The only good thing was that his mother resumed coming to his room at night. While she wouldn't relent and let them have sex; she did masturbate him every couple of nights. She said it wasn't healthy for a young boy to build up all that sperm.

When Chris took his final exam, he aced it. He was obviously very happy and more than ready to resume his sexual activity with his mother. She had promised that he could do anything he wanted, and he knew just what that was.

Allison was ecstatic about Chris's success as well. She hadn't been sure that denying him sex would work and worried that it would just make things worse. Now, it was obvious that she had been right. She had learned a valuable lesson in the process: sexual denial was a powerful tool to use on a boy. She would file that away for later use.

"So, what is it that you want from me?" she asked.

"You know that little dress and blouse you wore the night... the night I saw you with Jason... you know, the one you put on for me when we came home after dinner on Valentine's Day?"

Allison smiled. "Yes." She knew very well what outfit he was talking about.

"Well, I want you to wear that for me. I also want you to put your hair in braids, like you did for Jason."

"I can do that."

"Then I want to take you out to dinner."

Allison showed her shock. "Chris, I can't go out in that outfit."

"You said that you would do whatever I wanted. Besides, I'm not going to make you wear the nylons."

"Yes... but..."

"No buts, you promised."

"But we could see people we know."

"We'll go across town... maybe to a Pizza Hut. Nothing fancy."

"But I'll be half naked. The blouse is see through."

"I'll let you put a sweater on or something, but no panties."

Allison sighed and looked at her son. "All right," she said in resignation, realizing that it was useless to argue. "Listen, why don't we wait to go out until Sunday evening. Your father has to catch a plane. He is going to San Diego for a couple of days. Then he comes home for a couple of days before starting his weekly trips out of town. He will only be coming home on weekends... for the rest of the summer."

A big smile on appeared on Chris's. It was perfect. He would have his mother alone for most of the summer. "Great. It's going to be a wonderful summer." He kissed his mother and held her tight. "I love you Mom."

"I love you Chris."

"By the way Mom, have you told Dad about the preg... pregnancy yet?"

"No, but I will soon."

Allison came down the stairs to find Chris waiting in the foyer. She had on the tiny skirt, white blouse and high heels. Her hair was in two braids with pink ribbons at the end. She didn't look like she was 16 but she didn't look 39 either. She had her face made up with bright red lipstick and blue eye shadow. She looked at her son's excited face and said, "Are you sure about this Chris?"

"A promise is a promise." Chris scanned his mother's body and felt excitement coursing through him. The skirt barely came to the top of her thighs and the blouse did nothing to cover her bare breasts. She was such a sexy woman... she could put every girl at his school to shame.

"Let me get a sweater then." A moment later Allison came back with a sweater that buttoned down the front.

"Unbutton the buttons," Chris said.

Allison started to protest, but then sighed and opened the buttons. At least the sweater would cover the view of most of her breasts. However, people probably wouldn't be looking there. The skirt was so short that it barely covered the cheeks of her ass. The fact that she didn't have panties on made it even worse. If she merely leaned over, her ass would show.

Chris ushered his mother to the car, which was parked inside the garage for a change because he didn't want the neighbors to see them. As soon as they were in the car, Chris took his mother into his arms and kissed her. He pushed opened the sweater and tweaked a nipple, making it grow and poke through the thin material of the blouse. "We better get out of heer or I'll fuck you right here."

"That would be okay," Allison said.

When they were on the main road, Chris reached over and placed his hand on his mother's bare thigh. The tiny skirt had shifted up her thighs, almost to her crotch. "I love your legs Mom." He ran his hand up and down her smooth thigh.

"Thanks," Allison said nervously. She had always been a conservative person and while she and Jason had done some risky things, somehow this was different. This was her son and people would see them together. She couldn't hide the fact that she was so much older than he was. Everyone would think she was some whore he had picked up. Suddenly a tremble went though her.

Chris saw her shiver and said, "Paybacks are hell."

When they arrived at the Pizza Hut, Chris opened the car door for his mother. When she got out, there was no way to cover her crotch... the skirt was practically up to her waist. Chris smiled at his mother's embarrassment and led her into the restaurant.

"Corner booth please," Chris said to the young female hostess.

The young girl couldn't hide her surprise as she looked at the young man and then the obviously older woman... dressed like a slut.

When they were seated at the booth, Chris turned and kissed his mother. When he pulled away, he said, "Take off the sweater, it's dark enough in here."

"Chris," Allison protested, but saw no reprieve in his eyes.

She slipped the sweater off and laid it on the seat next to them, where she could get to it quickly if necessary. Suddenly she felt very exposed. The tiny skirt was practically up to her waist and she was sure the waitress would be able to see her pussy. The blouse covered nothing, outlining her large breasts and the dark nipples. The only good thing was that they were in a booth and protected on three sides.

"Are you cold?" Chris asked.

"No, why?"

"You're nipples are hard," Chris said with a laugh.

Allison's eyes narrowed. If this is what he wants, I'll play the game, she thought. When the waitress came back with their drinks, Allison, instead of slumping forward, leaned back against the seat. That forced her blouse to tighten across her breasts, exposing them in all their glory. She spread her legs slightly, displaying her suddenly wet pussy.

Chris looked at his mother with surprise. Then he looked at the waitress and saw that her eyes had grown wide. He found his face coloring slightly.

As the waitress took their order, her eyes kept drifting to Allison. She would glance at her breasts and then between her legs. The waitress finished taking their order, having to erase several times, and with one last look between the older woman's legs, she hurried away.

Allison leaned over to her son and whispered, "This is making me excited, feel." With that she pulled his hand between her thighs.

"Mother," he gasped when he felt her now exposed vagina.

Then she reached down to his crotch. "Mmmmm, I can tell it's exciting you too." She kissed him, forcing her tongue into his mouth.

Chris pushed her away. Suddenly the tables had been turned.

Allison smiled... this was going to be fun.

For the rest of the evening, and much to Chris's chagrin, Allison played the slut. She hung on him like a hooker, making sure that the waitress had a good show. Several times, she had her legs spread and her skirt at her waist when the waitress came over. Strangely it seemed that the young girl was giving them extraordinary service and was very attentive. Several times she stopped back to ask if they needed anything. Allison had to smile when she thought she saw lust in the teenager's eyes. She wondered if she liked girls. When the girl would return to the counter, Allison could see her whispering to her friends and they would look over. All of the guy waiters walked by several times.

By the time they had finished their dinner, Chris was more than ready to get his mother out of the restaurant. He had gotten more than he bargained for.

"That was fun," Allison said truthfully as they got into the car. Once she had gotten used to the exposure, she had begun to enjoy the show. Her pussy was very wet. "Now, what are we going to do when we get home?"

"You've been a bad girl tonight mother. I think you might need a spanking."

"Oh really," Allison said in surprise. Her already swollen pussy throbbed.

When they were home and safely in the garage, Chris pulled his mother to him and kissed her hard. When he pulled away, he whispered, "You were such a slut tonight mother."

"I thought that's what you wanted?" she said with a smile.

"Maybe I did," Chris responded and reached for her breasts. He kissed her again and began to open her blouse. "Take it off."

Allison took the blouse off, leaving her topless as she sat in the car.

Chris bent his head and sucked one breast and then the other. When he pulled away he had a stern look on his face. "Get into the house young lady."

"Okay Daddy," Allison said in her best little girl voice.

Chris followed his mother through the garage door and into the kitchen. He took her arm and walked her over to a chair and sat down. "Over my knee."

Allison sucked in her breath and her heart began to pound as she stood in front of her son.

"Hurry up. I'm going to warm your ass up young lady. Then, I'm going to fuck it."

"Oh God," Allison gasped as she slipped face down over his knees.

Chris's hand was shaking as she lifted his mother's tiny skirt to reveal her soft ass cheeks. He marveled at the unblemished mounds. Each cheek was a smooth alabaster white with the dark groove down the center leading to her treasures. "Now young lady, you are going to pay for your sluttish behavior." With that Chris raised his hand and brought it down with a loud "smack."

"Ouch!" Allison gasped. However, the sting of the blow sent a rush of excitement through her.

Chris quickly smacked her again and then again, leaving a red hand print on her white ass cheeks. His penis was already hard and throbbing in his pants. He began to spank her harder.

"I'm sorry Daddy," Allison cried as the blows rained down on her.

Chris began to breathe hard as he watched his mother's ass turn from white to pink, to red.

Allison squirmed on his lap in excitement. She never thought having her ass spanked could be so exciting.

The movement and moans of his mother on his lap led Chris to smack her for longer than he had intended. He lost count as his hand went up and down rapidly. When his hand was hurting, he stopped, realizing that it must be hurting her too. He didn't want to really cause his mother pain. Still, she hadn't protested very strongly.

Allison continued to squirm on his lap even after the blows had stopped, as if she wanted more.

"That's all," he said breathlessly. He rubbed his hand across her red cheeks and felt the heat that he had generated. He slipped his finger between the cheeks and ran them down the grove to her vagina. "My, my," he said when he felt how wet she was. "My little slut must like to be spanked doesn't she?"

"Yesssss!" Allison gasped truthfully.

Chris wet his finger inside his mother's pussy and moved it back until he was touching the tiny rose between her cheeks. "I guess we'll have to see how she likes a finger and then a dick up her ass then."

Allison gasped at his nasty words. "Ohhhhh!!!" she moaned when she felt his finger touch her rear hole. She felt it begin to push into her.

Chris had never had his finger up an ass before. Melissa would never let him do it. He loved the feeling of his mother's tight hole as it squeezed him. He could feel the warm walls of her rectum trying to push his finger out. Slowly he increased the pressure until it was all the way inside her.

"Oh God Chris," Allison gasped and squirmed on his lap.

"Very tight. I guess we're going to have to stretch this a bit if I'm going to get my big cock inside." With that Chris added a second finger.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"That's it, open for me," Chris said excitedly. Both fingers went in to the last knuckles. He pumped his finger in and out until they moved easily. "All right," he said, pushing his mother from his lap. She stood up in front of him and reached back to rub her still stinging cheeks, moving from one foot to the other. Her breasts bounced up and down sexily.

"I'm sorry Daddy," she said. "I won't be a slut anymore."

"Yeah right. Get on your knees and open my pants," Chris ordered.

"Oh Daddy, are you going to make me suck you."

"Yes. You're going to suck my cock and get it ready for your ass. When it's good and hard, I'm going to take you upstairs and shove it up that tight ass of yours."

"Oh Daddy," Allison gasped. She quickly went to her knees and opened his pants. His penis was already as hard as it could get.

"Be careful. I don't want to cum in your mouth. I want to save every drop for your sweet asshole."

Allison moaned and began to suck Chris.

He slipped lower in the chair with his leg's spread and watched his sexy mother suck him. Then he reached for her braids and directed her head up and down. When he felt like he couldn't take anymore, he pulled her mouth away, still holding her braids. He leaned over and kissed her hard. "Now get your ass upstairs." Chris followed his mother out of the kitchen, watching her sexy sway as she walked in her high heels in front of him. His still exposed penis was bouncing in front of him, dripping juice. As she moved up the stairs, he held back a little until he could see under her short skirt, catching the lower globes of her ass in his sight. Her ass cheeks were still red and he wondered for a moment if he had gone too far. However, his mother hadn't complained.

When they reached his mother's bedroom, Chris pushed his mother inside. The bed was already turned down with fresh pink silk sheets. "Get on the bed, on your hands and knees."

Allison reached down to take her heels off.

"Leave them on."

Allison crawled onto the bed and got onto her hands and knees.

Chris stripped his clothes quickly and crawled onto the bed behind her. He flipped her skirt up, revealing her ass. With trembling hands he reached for her cheeks. The soft skin felt how in his hands. Slowly he opening her cheeks to expose the tiny star. Then he bent his head and kissed it gently at first. He could feel the little hole pulsing as his tongue put pressure on the opening.

"Ohhhhhhh Chris," Allison gasped as his tongue slipped inside. Her hips began to sway.

When Chris felt the little hole relax, he pulled back. He took his penis into his hand and touched the head to the opening. "Are you ready slut? Are you ready for my big cock?"

"Yes, yes, fuck me. Put it in. Fuck my ass Daddy."

"Open your ass cheeks for me," Chris gasped, reaching for his mother's hands and placing them on her cheeks.

She moaned and pulled her cheeks wide apart.

Chris pressed the fat head against the star and pushed forward.

"Ahhhhheeeeee!!! Allison screamed as her son's large cock penetrated her sphincter.

When the head was inside Chris paused. He took deep breaths, staving off the feeling that he was going to climax. He counted to twenty, holding the head just inside her hole. Then he slowly began to move deeper. He could feel her the tight walls of her rectum rippling around his shaft.

"Yes... yes... yes," Allison moaned and spread her knees wider, dropping her chest to the bed and burying her face in the pillow as she still held her cheeks wide for him.

Chris followed her, pressing deeper still. He watched as the last inch of his long penis slipped into his mother's ass. The slick walls caressed him like a velvet vise, encasing him in warmth. It felt incredible and was almost more than he could stand. He paused when his balls reached her vagina. He counted to ten this time, thought about baseball, football, anything to stop his climax.

Allison was moaning incoherently now, wanting him to move. Her hips were moving up and down, trying to get him even deeper. She gasped for breath.

Slowly Chris pulled out until only the head was inside her. He paused, torturing himself as well as her. Then he pushed down hard, forcing his penis all the way to the bottom in one move.

"Ahhhhh!!!" they both screamed.

Chris pulled back out again and then pushed back in. In and out he went until he had established a rhythm. He pushed down and his mother would push back, taking him all the way into her ass to his balls.

Allison reached between her legs and found her clit. "Oh Goddddddd!!! she gasped as fireworks went off in her head. Her body began to shake as a strong climax ripped through her.

Chris felt it inside her ass. The contractions were so strong that he couldn't hold back his own climax. "Oh God Mom, I'm cummmmmiiiiiiinnnnngggg!!!"

"Yessssssss!!!" Allison screamed.

Chris felt his juice rocketing up his shaft and spewing deep into his mother's bowels. Each throb of his penis head was met by a contraction inside his mother's ass. He was being milked... milked like a vacuum hose, until everything he had in his balls was deposited deep inside her.

Allison collapsed onto her stomach with Chris following her down. He lay on top of her gasping for breath until his penis began to shrink and was forced out of her the again tight hole. He rolled over and took his mother into his arms.

"That was incredible Mom. I didn't smack you too hard did I?"

"Noooo, I loved it sweetheart. It hurt at first, but then it sent shock waves though my pussy." Allison snuggled into her son's arm and smiled. "You can smack my ass anytime you want. I love you sweetheart."

"I love you too Mom. And, you know what?" He didn't let her answer before he said, "I'm not sad that you're pregnant."

Allison smiled again and said, "I have to admit that while I was upset at first and would not have chosen to become pregnant, I'm not upset anymore. It makes me excited knowing that it might belong to you."

"Me too. It's going to be a wonderful summer."

They fell asleep in each other's arms.