Becky and Her Son Pt. 01

"Can I suck it?" she whispered.

His eyes were suddenly opened wide. He seemed surprised that his mother actually wanted to suck his cock.

"Can I suck your cock and drink your cum?" she asked.

Finally he found his voice. "Oh yes, Mom. Please suck me."

Becky moved quickly to take the swollen head into her mouth. "Mmmmm," she moaned as she tasted the sweet head, which was coated with his cum and her pussy juice from their earlier fuck. She sucked until she could only taste his cock. She loved the taste, but she wanted his cum ... she wanted to swallow her son's sweet juices. Her stroking hand began to move faster. Up and down she moved as she sucked just the head. She could hear John moaning quietly and could feel his hips twitch with pleasure. She wanted it to last, but she wanted his cum more. Her hand began to move faster and she sucked harder.

"Mom, Mom, I'm going to ... ohhhh ... cummmmmmm!" John screamed.

Becky pumped frantically as she felt the large head swell in her mouth. She felt John lift his hips and then freeze. Suddenly the back of her throat was filled with his thick cream. It blasted out with great force, forcing her to swallow or choke. She swallowed once, twice, three times and it kept coming. When it finally slowed, she held the last drops in her mouth and savored them. She sat back with her eyes closed and slowly drank the last of his sweet sperm. Her pussy quivered and she almost climaxed. It was incredibly exciting to realize that she had her son's live and potent cum in her pussy and stomach. He was part of her again.

She crawled up and leaned over and pressed her mouth to his. They shared a sticky kiss before John rolled her over and began to kiss down her chest, pausing at her tits to work on the nipples. Then he started to kiss lower.

"You don't have to do that to me," Becky said, hoping he would not listen.

"I want to. I have never done that. I want to eat your sweet pussy, Mom."

"Oh yes," Becky whispered as she opened her legs and allowed John to kneel between. She was amazed that he didn't seem to care that she had not cleaned up and her pussy must be a mess. She gasped when she felt him push her legs upward. As he bent lower she could see the top of his head and feel his hot breath on her pulsing pussy. She didn't want to rush him, but she wanted his mouth terribly. She waited as he began to slowly lick her smooth outer lips that were still quite sticky. Her hips twitched as he crossed over, touching her clit gently with his tongue. "John," she gasped, wanting his mouth on her, but he pulled back and chuckled. Then he began to kiss the backs of her thigh, running his tongue up and down the soft skin before jumping to the other side. "God, John, please," she gasped.

"Ahhhhhiiiiieeeee," she screamed as he placed his mouth directly onto her pussy. Her thighs wrapped around his head, imprisoning him between her legs. Her hips bucked as she felt his tongue find her hole and delve into the bubbling juices. Suddenly she was climaxing and screaming. Her son was sucking her cunt. Her son was eating her pussy ... her own son. She bucked her hips as he sucked and tongued her hole. Then his mouth found her very swollen clit.

"Johhhhhhnnnnnnnnn," she screamed as another climax began. Her hips practically bucked the poor boy from between her legs. Fortunately he stayed with it and sucked her through climax after climax. She could feel her pussy gushing juice into his sucking mouth and worried that she might drown him. The pleasure went on and on until she could take no more. She finally pulled his head from between her legs and saw his face shimmering with juice. She pulled him up and kissed him passionately. She was amazed when she felt his hard cock between her legs. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she gasped as his cock moved deep into her pussy.

Chapter 4

Becky was fixing breakfast the following morning when she felt her son behind her. She was wearing a short nightgown and, of course, no panties. She swooned when his hands slipped around her and to her tits. She leaned back into him as he found her naked tits under the gown. "Mmmmm," she murmured when she felt his lips on her neck. "Oh, the pancakes are going to burn," she said, making no move to pull away.

"Turn the burner off," John said.

Becky reached down and shut off the gas burners. When she tried to turn in John's arms, he held her still. He twisted her head and kissed her lips and then pushed her forward until she was leaning over the counter. Becky gasped as he quickly pushed up the back of her gown. "John," she whispered with excitement when she felt his cock pressing between her legs. She spread her legs and moved her ass back so he could slip his cock into her pussy. "Yes, fuck me," she gasped as he began to move into her with rapid strokes. She couldn't believe the stamina of her son. They had fucked three or four times last night and now he was doing it again.

Becky pushed her ass back into her son as his motions began to increase. He fucked her for some time before he whispered, "I'm going to cum."

"Cum," Becky answered, and although she was not ready to climax herself, she wanted him to enjoy it. A moment later she felt John push into her deeply and freeze. Then he was grunting and she could feel his cock throbbing as it pumped cum into her. Finally his cock began to shrink and then slip out of her. She pulled away and turned around. "Good morning to you too," she said and laughed. Then she looked down at his wet and dripping cock. "Let me clean this up." With that she went to her knees and sucked the cum and pussy juice off his cock. "Now, sit down and let me fix you some breakfast. A growing boy needs his protein."

John laughed and staggered over to the table and sat down. Becky fixed him six pancakes, a huge helping of bacon and six slices of toast. He ate it like he was starving. She watched him with the look of lovesick teenager on her face. To think he came from my body and now he is cumming in my body, she mused.

"What, do I have syrup on my chin?" John said when he saw his mother staring at him.

"No, I was just thinking how much I love you."

He smiled. "As soon as I finish my breakfast I'm going to show you how much I love you," he said with a lecherous smile.

"Oh no, my insatiable son, I have to go do some shopping. But I will take you up on that later."

"All right," he answered begrudgingly.

Becky went upstairs and dressed, dawning a pretty peasant dress. When she went to get a pair of panties she paused. A naughty smile came to her face and she closed the drawer. It's a warm day so I won't need panties, she told herself. She felt so naughty leaving the apartment without panties. If the neighbors only knew what a kinky lady I am now, she thought and chuckled to herself.

The outdoor mall was crowded as usual. As Becky made her way through the shoppers and past the vendors stalls set up on the sidewalk she suddenly felt something between her legs. "Oh my," she gasped aloud when she felt John's cum begin to trickle from her pussy. She had almost forgotten that she had not cleaned up. His cum must have been very deep inside for it to take so long to come out. As she walked, her thighs began to become sticky, but strangely it felt good. She stopped when a neighbor approached her and said hello. As she talked she could feel her son's sperm begin to come out in greater quantity. Then she felt something hit her shoe and looked down. Her face turned red when she realized that a large drop of sperm had dripped onto the toe of her shoe. Fortunately the neighbor did not notice. When the neighbor saw Becky's red face she asked if she was all right. Becky said yes and that she was a little hot because of the crowds at the mall. Then she excused herself saying she had to finish shopping. She felt so naughty for enjoying the feeling of her son's cum running down her thighs. She wondered what all these people would think if they knew that her son's sperm was dripping from her pussy. But she really didn't care what they thought anymore.

When she arrived home and was safely inside the apartment, she quickly unloaded the shopping sacks and went to find John. He was in his room lying on the bed in his underwear, reading a book. Without a word she hurried over to him and pulled his shorts off. Then she bent and began to suck his cock until it was hard. He didn't protest as she quickly climbed onto the bed and straddled his thighs. With her dress still on she sat on his cock, taking it deeply into her very wet pussy. "Ahhhh, I have been thinking about that for two hours," she gasped.

"And I am the insatiable one?" John laughed as he watched his mother begin to bounce up and down on his cock. He liked the way her tits jiggled under her dress and reached up to tweak the nipples. Becky smiled down at him as she moved up and down and then rocked her hips back and forth like a stripper on stage. She braced her hands on his chest and began to lift her hips until his cock was almost out of her pussy and then she plunged back down, bringing a grunt from them both. Then she got her feet under her as she squatted on his cock. In this position she had freedom to really take his cock fast and deep.

John let her have her way and watched her climax several times before he flipped her over and began to fuck her hard. He fucked her to three more climaxes before he felt his climax coming on. "I'm going to cum," he gasped.

"Yes, cum in me. Cum in me," Becky said.

John moaned and shot another huge load into his mother's pussy. Finally he rolled off her, gasping for breath.

Later when they had caught their breath John looked at his mother as if he had something to say.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing. It's just that ... uh ... I know you don't take the pill ... or anything ... uh ... aren't you worried you'll get ... you know get ..." John said and paused.

Becky smiled. "Pregnant?"

"Uh ... yes," John said and actually blushed.

"What would you think if I did get pregnant?"

John was stumped. He knew the answer he wanted to give, but didn't know how his mother felt about it. "Well ... uh ... I ... "

"Answer me truthfully. Would you want me to have your baby?" she asked more seriously.

"Mom, I ... uh ... never want to do anything that would hurt you."

"A baby wouldn't hurt me. I did have you, you know."

"You know what I mean. But I guess it would be ... kind of cool to ... you know, to have a brother or sister."

"Well it wouldn't be your brother or sister. It would be your son or daughter."

John paused as if he hadn't really thought of that. Then he a big grin crossed his face.

Becky shook her head, smiling. Then she said, "What if I told you I wanted you to make me pregnant ... that I wanted you to be the father of my child?"

"Really?" John's eyes were as big as saucers.

It was Becky's turn to pause, but not because she didn't know the answer. She wanted to drag it out a little. "Yes, really," she finally said.

"Oh my God, Mom. That would be amazing," John said, clearly excited. "When can we start?"

Becky laughed. "I think we have already started. But my fertile period is this weekend. So make sure you eat plenty of eggs and meat to get your protein."

"I will." John rolled over onto his mother and kissed her passionately. "Let's start practicing now."

Becky shook her head again and sighed. A moment later John was pumping his cock inside her. She wondered if there was a luckier woman in the world.

Chapter 5

Becky wanted to hold John off until the weekend to insure that he had plenty of sperm for her. However, that was easier said then done and not just because of him, but because she found she could barely keep her hands off him. It didn't help any that they were running around the house mostly naked all the time. Even seeing his soft cock made her want it. And it wasn't just about fucking. She loved to suck him too. In fact, after an incident in the kitchen she began to wonder if she was becoming addicted to his sperm. They had sat down to dinner when Becky realized that she had forgotten to get her low cal salad dressing from the refrigerator. "I forgot my dressing," she said and started to get up. John said he would get it. As he passed her she grabbed him. "Wait, I know where to get my low calorie dressing." John seemed confused when Becky reached for his soft cock. She pulled his rapidly swelling cock to her mouth and began to suck it. John didn't protest.

Soon he was gasping and nearing his climax. "Mom, I'm going to cum."

Before he could cum, Becky pulled his cock out of her mouth and pointed the head toward her salad and continued to stroke him. She smiled as she looked up at his surprised face. A few seconds later he tensed. Becky giggled as a huge squirt of juice arched out and directly onto her leafy salad. She pumped his cock until all the cum was drained from his balls.

Then as John collapsed into his chair she casually cut up her cum covered salad and began to eat. As her son watched with amazed amusement she finished the salad and then took a piece of French bread and wiped the plate clean before eating it. "Now that is what I call a low calorie salad dressing."

John was truly amazed, but not to be out done, he slid from his chair and under the table. "Now, I want my salad, but without the greens," he laughed as he pushed her legs apart and dove for her wet pussy. Becky forgot about the rest of the dinner as her son sucked her pussy until she climaxed four times. Then, he sat down and began to eat the real food with a cat that ate the canary look on his face. Her copious pussy juice was smeared from cheek to chin and down his neck.

The following day they were sitting in the living room kissing when John pulled his mother's hand to his perpetually hard cock. When she tried to pull away he held her there. Finally she gave in and stroked him for a while.

"I want to fuck you," John said.

Those words made Becky tremble with excitement. She still wanted to wait to let him fuck her. She wanted Saturday to be very special because she had a pretty good idea he would make her pregnant. Then she thought, he is so young and virile that climaxing probably makes his sperm more potent. She would make him wait to fuck, but not to climax.

"Stand up, John."

He hopped to his feet. His cock was pointing at Becky's face.

"Would you like to fuck my tits?"

"Oh my God, Mom, I would love it."

"I thought so," Becky said and pulled John to the sofa and then slipped to the floor between his knees. As he watched she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. With each button she revealed more of her braless tits. Finally she separated the blouse and received a gasp from John. Then she stripped naked. With a smile she moved closer and wrapped her tits around his cock. Looking up at her son she began to move up and down. She could feel the juices from his cock running down and coating her tit flesh. She bent her head and licked and sucked the head as it appeared from between the mounts of flesh. Then she dribbled saliva onto it to make it easier to slip between her tits. When John started to move his hips up and down rapidly she knew he was close. She looked down and saw his cock disappear between her tits and when it appeared again John yelled. Becky watched as a huge blast of cum shot from the swollen head. It hit her directly in the face. She giggled as the next blast hit her face as well and then the next. When John's cock finally stopped spitting, her face was literally covered with his sperm.

Becky sat back and smiled as his cum dripped from her face. Then she smeared the sticky liquid across her cheeks, chin, and forehead. "Cum is good for a lot of things. You already know it makes a great low calorie salad dressing, but it is a great skin cream too." She smiled when she saw his skeptical look. When she was done she licked his cum from her still sticky fingers and said, "I think it might even be better than chocolate."

After those incidents, Becky was successful in keeping John at bay until the weekend ... or more specifically Saturday night. On Saturday she ushered him out of the house and told him not to come back until late in the afternoon. Becky spent the day getting her hair, fingernails, and makeup done. She even had a real massage. However, she could not really relax because of the excitement burning inside her. She kept thinking about the future with her son ... like having his baby and what that would mean ... or about her son moving into her room and becoming her husband. The thought of him sleeping with her every night sent an excited chill down her spine. Yes, husband and wife ... she liked that thought. She almost climaxed in the beautician's chair.

When she arrived home she got the bedroom ready by changing the bed to her best sheets, setting up scented candles, and darkening the room. Then she arranged the dinner table with John's favorite meal and put out her best china and silverware. Now all she had to do was wait for her son/lover/husband to come home.

John arrived around seven. When he walked into the house he saw his mother sitting in the living room in a bathrobe. He went in and kissed her passionately. She told him to go shower and shave, then come to dinner. He obviously wanted to have sex right then, but all he got was a quick feel of her tits. She had to push him away or everything would be ruined ... her will power was almost as weak as his. Finally he relented and went to take his shower. When he came back Becky had dinner on the table.

"Wow, must be a special night," he said, already knowing how special the night was going to be.

"I thought we might eat by candle light," Becky said as she lit several candles she had set around the room. Before she sat down, Becky took off her robe. She heard her son gasp. She had on a white garter belt, nylons and high heels and nothing else.

"God, Mom, how am I supposed to eat dinner now?"

"Something wrong?" she asked teasingly.

"No, not wrong. You look ... God, you look gorgeous."

"Thank you, now the sooner you eat the quicker we get to bed."

Becky watched her son gulp down his food. She, on the other hand, in spite of how difficult it was, took her time. When she was finally done, she stood and held out her hand to her son. Then she led him willingly to the bedroom. When they stepped inside she stripped him before she went into his arms. A moan escaped each of them as their lips met. They kissed for a long time; Becky loved to kiss him, she loved his lips and tongue, it is almost more intimate then fucking, she thought. Finally Becky reached for his very hard cock. As they continued to kiss Becky backed toward the bed, never taking her lips from his. She went to the bed and then onto her back with John following.

John crawled onto the bed, finally having to break the kiss. Following his mother's direction he knelt at her head. She grabbed his cock and brought it to her mouth. John moaned as she began to gently suck him. She caressed his balls, lifting them and feeling their weight. She thought about the baby making sperm contained in the two squirming sacks.

"Mom, you had better stop," John warned.

She pulled away, not wanting him to cum in her mouth tonight. She had a much more important place for his sperm. "Are you ready to fuck me?" Becky asked.

"Oh God, yes," he answered.

"You know I am ovulating today, so it is very likely that I will get pregnant. Is that what you want? Do you want to make your mother pregnant?"

"More than anything in this world."

"I feel the same way," she said. Then she spread her legs and allowed John to kneel between them. She saw his cock throbbing and juice dripping from the slit. She figured he wouldn't last long the first time, but she also knew that they would fuck several more times this night.