Tales of Incest Ch. 01

"I..." Peter gasped as I massaged his dick and balls through his pants a little more firmly, "I would--Mom. Thank you!"

"Then unbutton your pants, son, and let me see that beast you've been hiding," I purred promisingly.

Taking a hairband from my wrist that I always kept for such occasions as I need my long curly red hair out of my way, I tied my hair back in a high ponytail, got down on my knees, and waited. It took Peter longer to unbelt, unbutton, and unzip his pants because his hands were shaking so much. But, after almost a minute Peter finally pushed his pants halfway down his thighs and his huge dick flopped out and bobbed flagstaff straight right in front of my mouth.

Stanley was very well endowed, but Peter had him beat hands down in both length and girth. Hesitantly, I reached out and grasped my son's dick. In twenty-eight years I have never done anything like this. I have never strayed or been unfaithful. As a couple, we never dallied with ménage a trois, or wife swapping, or swinging. This was my first everything and anything beyond using a few toys with Stanley.

"Peter," I said nervously, "I just want you to know that you are the first I have ever done anything like this with, besides your father. I've never been unfaithful until now, and I still would be except that I feel now that it is incumbent on me to show all of you, my husband and sons, just how much I love all of you."

"I understand, Mom," Peter replied with a smile as I grabbed his cock with both of my hands and slid my mouth over his head.

"Oh fuck! Oh shit!" Mom!" Was all the forewarning I got before Peter prematurely ejaculated his thick spicy seed all inside my mouth.

One second I was slipping my teeth over the flanges of his head and brushing his glands with my tongue and the next cum was shooting to the back of my throat and filling me up until I either had to swallow or let it cascade over my plump bottom lip. If I let that happen then his creamy cum would dribble down to my chin before falling onto my clean dress or into the carpet, so I swallowed all of my son's potent sperm.

Once he was done and left shaking with aftermath and nerves, he moaned, "I'm so sorry Mom!"

Withdrawing from his dick I looked up at him and smiled. Opening my mouth wide I showed him what I had done.

"Holy shit mom!" Peter gasped, "You swallowed it all!"

"What did you think the result was going to be, honey," I asked in a sensual purr.

I looked down at his beautiful head then back up at him and purred, "You're still aroused. Shall I keep going until you've calmed down?"

"Sure Mom," Peter whispered, "Thank you, and I'm sorry."

"For what son?" I asked before licking a large dollop of aftermath from his urethra.

"Normally, when I--relieve myself..."

"Masturbate," I corrected.

"Yeah," Peter admitted before continuing, "Normally, it takes longer, but, well, I've never been with a girl--woman before."

"So, I'm your first," I purred.

"Yeah," Peter confirmed with a nod.

"Good," I said with a big smile as I looked up into his eyes, "As it should be, honey, as it should be. I'm starting to believe that after all the work we mamas put into raising our sons the least we are owed is the pleasure of training you in the ways of loving a woman. Well, in all the ways of loving me at least!"

Peter's eyes opened wide as I spoke and then crossed as I took his head into my mouth and I swallowed all of him all the way to the base with my small pixie nose buried in his pubes. I masticated his strong thick meat between my teeth all the way to his head and then I popped him out and lifted it out of the way as I sucked his balls between my lips. I chewed on his scrotum and kneaded his testicles until Peter was vibrating with need.

Popping his family jewels out of my mouth I brought his dick back down and swallowed him whole once more. I masticated and massaged and sucked until Peter gasped, "Oh fuck, Mom! I'm cumming!"

Hot salty sperm blasted into my mouth and I swallowed it all. Withdrawing I looked at his dick then up at Peter and asked, "How many times do you masturbate before it goes down?"

"Four or five times a day," Peter said apologetically, "But usually it is all through the day. Just cumming once settles it down for a while."

"How many times have you done it today?" I asked him.

"None," He replied with a disgusted expression, "Ewe, I've been at school all day."

"Well," I said as I stood up and took his hand, "My jaw is aching now so I can't suck you off anymore. So, you're just going to have to use my vagina."

"Vagina?!" Peter gasped, "V-- Vaginal sex? Mom, you're going to let me have vaginal sex with you?"

"Yeah," I said as I led him to the bed, "I do anything--everything--to show my men how much I love them. So, how do you want your first time to be? Be bent over? Doggystyle? Missionary? Cowgirl? Reverse cowgirl?"

"Cowgirl," Peter gasped weakly.

"Okay, good choice," I purred, "Now, just lay on the bed and I will mount you."

Peter climbed onto the bed with his clothes still on, so cowgirl style was actually going to work for me. This way I can leave my dress on!

"Umm, Mom," Peter mumbled as I crawled on top of him and straddled his hips.

"Hmm," I hummed in reply.

"Do you mind taking your dress off? I really want to see all of you naked for my first time," He asked in such a pitiful voice I couldn't help but be moved.

"Well, since you asked so sweetly, I guess I will," I purred before unbuttoning the bodice, slipping the dress over my head, and carefully setting it aside.

I left my wedges on though as I put one hand down on Peter's chest and grabbed his dick with the other.

"Now, watch carefully," I purred, "Savor every second because you're about to lose your virginity."

Lifting my hips I shifted my weight to the hand on Peter's chest as I held his dick straight up in the air. Lifting off of Peter I looked down at him and his expression as I guided his prick to my naturally hairless pussylips. What little pubes grew was all on my mound which I shaved completely smooth this morning.

Peter's eyes were locked on my lower belly, my hips, my hand holding his dick, and my pussy. His focus didn't waver for a second. So, spreading my thighs and relaxing my muscles, I slowly lowered myself down my own son's swollen hard, throbbing cock.

It felt like sparks of electricity jumped between our bodies as his swollen mushroom-shaped head touched my velvet soft pussylips. I lowered myself and his head spread my fat labia apart. A little lower and I felt my vaginal mouth stretch around his head, then the girth of his shaft, and then my vagina was stretching and tingling and welcoming my own son back into my womb!

Electricity seemed to crawl all over my skin. When my pubic bone collided with Peter's I knew I had all of him inside me. Then, the electricity marched up my body to my brain and threatened to roll my eyes up into my head as I orgasmed harder than I ever had before!

To heighten my climax I didn't wait to let Peter get used to the fact that he was inside me. Leaning down I almost growled as I kissed him full on the mouth as my hips rolled forward and back as I ground my clit on his pubic bone. As my orgasm peaked I released my kiss. My eyes rolled up a little before I closed them and my mouth opened wide in full orgasm as I slammed my hips down hard!

His pubic bone ground so wonderfully into my clit and the head of his dick stretched me and pushed so unrelentingly up into my cervix that it was almost painful as my whole body tightened down on Peter's cock!

"Oh god! Mom!" Peter gasped as he thrust up to meet me, "Mom. Mama! I can't stop! I'm sorry! It's too much! I--I'm cumming!"

"Yes!" I hissed, and then I felt my son blast his seed deep into the deepest depths of my womb.

His mother's still fertile womb.

I collapsed onto his chest after the peak of my climax passed. It left me feeling weak and my body shuddering. Inside my vagina, I could still feel Peter pumping cum into my belly.

"Do you feel relieved now?" I asked.

"No," Peter mumbled, "I think being inside you revived me somewhat. I think, maybe, two more times?"

Pushing myself up enough that I could grin down at him I purred, "Well then, I won't stop until your balls are completely empty!"

Sitting up, I started rocking my hips at a much slower pace than we had started at. Peter gave me two small orgasms before I felt his release spray deep inside my womb a second time. Two more orgasms and another insemination of sperm. After the third I made Peter roll on top of me and he came inside me three more times before he was finally too tired to continue.

Once he was flaccid we cleaned up, got dressed, and took several garbage bags of clothes down to the car.

As Peter drove us to Goodwill I broached a touchy subject, "Peter?"

"Yes, Mom," He answered immediately.

"Listen," I said in my most persuasive purr, "For right now you can't tell anyone about what we've done together, okay?"

"I thought you said you're going to be loving all of us like that from now on," Peter replied with a touch of confusion in his voice.

"I am," I answered, "However, I want your father and brothers to have the same opportunity as you to hear my apology directly, and also the opportunity to be as surprised as you were when I introduce this new sexually open and self-aware me. Also, I want to express my love to you guys, the five men I love most in this world, freely. I don't want any of you expecting or demanding that I fuck you or them. And, even though I am going to be extra special to your dad, and even though he is a pervert who has been trying to get me to have sex with other men and women for years, and since we are in a bad place right now, I am not sure how he will react to my having unprotected sex with my sons when I'm still fertile. So, just keep all this under your hat until I can fix things with your dad, okay?"

"Oh shit! Mom! Are you going to get pregnant?" Peter gasped.

"I could," I admitted honestly, "But, I doubt it. I'm too early in my cycle to be ovulating yet."

"Oh thank god!" Peter sighed in relief which made me chuckle.

We drove for a while in silence after that until Peter asked, "Hey, Mom, are we going to have sex again?"

"I'm willing," I replied as I reached over and put my hand on his thigh, "But, until your father and I come to an agreement you will have to be discreet. No coming on to me out in public. That could get the police called on us and awful rumors started. Unless we are out of town where no one knows us, then we can do as we wish. And, no coming onto me when everyone is home either. For the time being, I will visit you in your room every evening this week and then we shall see once your brothers and father are home. Also, I want you to quit masturbating. You are to save up all of your sperm for mommy, okay?"

"Okay, Mom," Peter agreed happily as he smiled at the thought of having sex regularly with his mother.

A few more minutes passed in silence and then he asked, "What about when no one else is home?"

"Hmm," I hummed in question.

"Can we have sex outside of my room when no one else is home?" Peter clarified.

"Sure," I agreed as we pulled up to a Goodwill donation trailer, gave all of my old clothes to the attendant, and left.

"Now, Peter, want to go shopping with your mama for some new clothes?" I asked.

"I'd love to, Mom, but I need to get back and study for an exam," He replied regretfully.

"Okay, next time then," I said as Peter turned the car toward home.

Once we were home I started doing the chores I had forsaken for most of the day.

----(!)----

Later that evening I made dinner. Peter came down from studying and Chris came down from having just taken a shower. He had just gotten home and looked tired.

Smiling charmingly, I asked, "How was your day, son?"

He looked at me hauntingly. Startled by his level of exhaustion I immediately circled the table and started massaging his neck and shoulders.

"What's up with you, Mom," He asked, "You're acting strange."

"Me, nothing," I replied, "I just went and talked to Jill, and, well, she helped set me straight on a few things."

"That's cool," Chris mumbled.

"Look," He said as he leaned forward pulling away from me, "I am super tired tonight. I think I am going to just go to bed. I'm not really hungry."

"Okay, son," I said as I watched him leave, "Sleep well."

Chris waved over his shoulder and then it was just me and Peter sitting down for dinner together.

"So," I said as I cut my steak, "What do you want to do tonight?"

Peter only grinned at me and I knew. After we both ate I stood up and collected our dishes and silverware. As I was coming around the table Peter grabbed me around my waist and pulled me to his lap.

"Mom," He purred huskily, "I want dessert!"

It took a second for me to catch his meaning, but then I smiled and nodded. Pulling away from Peter I stood up and backed up my ass to the table. I laid down and pulled my knees up and spread them wide open exposing my smooth pussylips to my son. As he pulled his chair up and leaned in I put my feet down on his back and fell into the glorious sensations of Peter eating my pussy!

Peter's wet tongue caressing my sensitive labia sent a shiver through my ass cheeks, pussy, and belly. Eagerly, Peter wrapped his arms around my thick thighs and started kissing them all the way up to my pussylips. Then, he licked me all the way up to my mons pubis, then across my lower belly from pelvic flare to pelvic flare.

"Mmm," I moaned desirously before asking, "Are you praying to impregnate me, or not?"

"I..." Peter said between kisses, "Am... only... thinking... of... pleasure."

I smirked, wasn't that just like a man? Only thinking of his own pleasure and none of the consequences. Still, I wasn't going to fault him, all I was thinking about was my pleasure too.

"Mmm," moaned as he slipped his tongue between my pussy slit and rubbed my clitoris.

"Right there!" I sighed as I rocked my pussy angling for his tongue to return, but he was already gone, "That is my clit!"

It wasn't as stimulating, but I still enjoyed the feeling of his teeth as he nibbled at my fat outer labia and the soft way he suckled my inner labia. His tongue was like a cool wet kiss as he slid down my vulva. Then, he came to my vagina and started rimming me. It was like he had the head of his dick pressed against my entrance as he slowly teased me until I finally begged, "Please, put it in me!"

He did so and it was so luxurious that I couldn't help but moan loudly!

A few more seconds of rimming and then he was licking back up my vulva, suckling my labia, and then assaulting my clitoris with tongue licks, suckling, and a little bit of soft nibbling. My moaning grew louder. I started rocking my hips and thrusting my pussy more and more aggressively into my son's mouth. Soon, I was grabbing my own breasts and twisting my small pink nipples while lifting my hips. My ass cheeks bounced and flexed and all the while Peter fucked my pussy like a pro.

The more into it I got, the more Peter focused on my clitoris until he finally clamped his lips down on it and sucked it between his teeth. He licked his tongue between my clit and my clitoral hood. He peeled back the small flap of tender flesh and then he caught my clit between his teeth and licked the very tip and wailed in orgasm!

Heat and lightning felt like it was cooking my womb and marching across my skin. My belly was in a knot. My lungs burned from holding my breath. My throat was raw from moaning in pleasure. And my eyes, I couldn't focus them, they wanted to cross and roll up into my brain that felt like it was exploding with fireworks. I gasped one last time and then my whole body spasmed as I clamped my thighs down around Peter's head and came in his mouth!

Peter held out, keeping my clit firmly between his teeth and as he drank my cum. Only after I stopped squirting did he release my clitoris so that was able to relax my thighs enough to let him out of my death grip.

"Fuck, Mom!" Peter chuckled as he stood up and spread my thighs apart, "I thought you were going to crush my skull for a few seconds there!"

Then, he pushed his dick inside my vagina and I started climaxing again! I don't remember passing out, but I guess I did because I came to about a minute later to Peter smiling down at me as he fucked his dick in and out of me.

"Good, huh?" He asked proudly for his prowess in making his mother cum so hard that she fainted.

"The best," I sighed in satisfaction.

Peter smiled. A few minutes later he thrust in deep and poured all of his seed deep inside me as I climaxed again. After that, I made Peter sit back down in his chair as I straddled him and fucked him until he came again. Then, we moved out to the living room. I laid on the couch and we fucked again until Peter came. The next time I straddled him while he sat, and the next time I bent over the couch as Peter fuck me from behind.

"Are you satisfied?" I asked, "Is little Peter still able to keep going, or is he tired?"

"Mom," Peter growled proudly, "I'm eighteen, I could keep going all night!"

"Good," I purred sensually, "Then let's take this back to your room."

Once inside Peter's room, I locked the door. He laid on the bed and I crawled on and straddled him. Taking his long hard cock in my hand, I guided him to my pussy and sank down his shaft until our pubic mounds collided. We started in the cowgirl position, but as soon as I made Peter cum we switched to reverse cowgirl. He came again and I laid on my back and let him hammer me in the missionary position.

"Mom," He said at one point.

"Yes, Honey," I replied agreeably.

"I want to shoot my cum out on your belly," He said.

"Okay," I purred.

So the next time he came he pulled out and shot his load of sperm from my pussylips all the way up my belly to my breasts.

"Mom, next time I want to shoot my load across your ass," He said, thrilled with his artistry as I used my finger to scrape his cum off and bring it to my mouth.

"Anything you want, Honey," I said as I carefully got up and rolled over onto all fours.

The next time he climaxed I did too and felt a twinge of regret as he pulled out and sprayed each massive ass cheek from hip to hip with his cum.

"Tits next, Mom," Peter cried exuberantly.

Turning around I sucked my son's dick and cleaned off his balls until he came. He pulled out and warm jiz splattered across my chest and breasts.

"Now, Peter," I purred as he looked down at me, "Now you need to help mommy clean up."

He nodded and for the next few minutes, he scraped his cum off my ass while I cleaned up my chest and breasts. As we cleaned his cum off of my body I sucked his cum from his fingers and mine, and then, finally, we laid down and fell into a satisfied sleep.