Flesh and Blood RealitybyMoondrift©
When Greg left Janet to go and live with another woman it came as no great surprise to her, the bloom had gone off the marriage a long time ago. Greg made no difficulty about money, and he could well afford it being an executive in a robotics engineering business.
Janet got the house as well, and so there was little in the way of material problems for her. Her difficulties lay elsewhere, specifically when Greg departed she was seven months pregnant, in addition she had their nineteen – approaching twenty – year old son, David, living with her.
The pregnancy had come about because Greg had said "It'll pull the marriage together." Janet had thought this a vain hope since such pregnancies are more likely to pull the marriage apart, but she acquiesced and stopped taking the pill, not even sure that at thirty eight she could still get pregnant.
The parting when it came had not been exactly affable and Greg, as if to justify his action, had gone with a parting shot.
"Now I'm gone you and that boy can get on with the fucking."
That had cut deep because there was an element of truth in what Greg had said.
When David had been born Greg had been delighted and remained delighted for some time, but then things started to go off the rails. Janet was devoted to her son and in return he had adored her. This had brought about a rift between husband and wife, Greg thinking that Janet paid more attention to David than to him.
To Janet it seemed that it was downhill all the way in the marriage. Greg began to neglect her and she turned to her son for the sort of affection she needed, this in turn led to even more neglect by Greg and consequently Janet turned even more to her now teenage son.
It is not altogether fair to blame Greg for ending the marriage. Jealous of his son's relationship with Janet, he sought his affection elsewhere and by the time he made his ill advised suggestion of another child it was really all too late.
Just how much Greg understood about Janet's relationship with David is uncertain, but as the marriage gradually fell apart and Janet and David grew closer, a sexual element crept in.
Not that Janet would have considered letting that element become a physical reality because for her there was that dread trio of underage sex with a boy, adultery and incest, and to her these would be insurmountable barriers to giving physical expression to her love for David.
Things changed once Greg had left her; firstly David was no longer under age; secondly, Greg having gone to be with another woman, the adultery aspect seemed less important, and in any case she knew that eventually there would be a divorce.
Incest still remained as a barrier, and being well on in her pregnancy, and experiencing the grief that can occur in the break up of even a really unsatisfactory marriage, Janet was not inclined to worry about an incestuous relationship with David, or a sexual relationship with anyone for that matter. And so that aspect of her life was in abeyance.
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David was ambivalent about his father leaving Janet. On the one hand he was furious that his father had left when Janet was pregnant, on the other hand he was pleased to have his mother to himself.
Following in his father's footsteps he was studying robotic engineering, a very demanding course. Somehow he also followed in his father's footsteps and began to behave more like a husband than a son towards pregnant Janet, perhaps even more so as he fussed and fretted over her well being.
When eventually Janet went into labour and gave birth to a girl, David was almost the archetypal anxious father pacing the waiting room. He would even have gone to witness the birth if he had not been barred by the hospital authorities.
Janet had been anxious that David would resent having a baby sister around the place, but on the contrary he acted the anxious husband and father. He took particular delight in seeing Janet breast feed the baby, and that was something that Greg had found distasteful to watch.
Janet was deeply moved by David's obvious concern for her and the baby and their relationship, already very close, moved forward another notch. Janet felt some unease about this now very intimate relationship with her son. It was not so much the potentially incestuous nature of the relationship, but the thought that David's relationship with her - the time he spent with her and the baby - might be deterring him from establishing relationships with girls.
As Janet recovered from the birth and her heartache over the break up of her marriage started to fade, her previously strong sexual appetite returned. Given David's care for her and their mutual love, there was some inevitability about what happened next. It was never put in these terms, but if David behaved like a husband and father, he might as well be one.
In our sexual fantasies we tend to imagine ideal romantic circumstances usually involving a spacious bed. If and when our fantasies become reality it is often when we least expect it, and not always in the comfortable and spacious bed. So it was for Janet and David.
Normally during the evenings David was in his room studying. Janet had taken up a correspondence course that promised to turn her into a writer of fiction. The truth or falsity of this claim was yet to be tested but she'd had one short story in the local newspaper.
On the night in question they decided to set aside their tasks and spend a relaxing evening together. Sitting together on the divan they had watched a somewhat boring film on television. When the film ended the television was turned off they sat on, David's arm round Janet and her head resting against his chest.
He felt her stir slightly and he looked down at her. He saw her eyes fixed on him, large blue eyes and they seemed to be silently questioning him. He touched her long dark hair, stroking and running his fingers through as he had when a child.
She moistened her plump lips with tip of her tongue and when she spoke her voice was soft and low; "Kiss me darling."
He brought his mouth to hers and kissed her in the way he always had but there was something new in her response that made left him breathless when their faces parted, and she continued to hold him tightly to her. Janet was wearing only a loose fitting dress and she felt very vulnerable. She was not wearing a bra so her breasts were naked. She put her hand behind his head and drew his face to hers, and they kissed again. She pushed his mouth open with her tongue.
If David had any doubts about where they were heading they now fled. He pulled the thin straps that were holding her dress up from her shoulders and peeled the dress down. His hands found her swollen breasts and she felt a pang of pleasure – she knew what was going to happen and was powerless to stop it. He gently pressed one of her breasts and she felt her nipple spurt warm milk and she flushed with embarrassment. "Oh God, I'm sorry but I can't help it."
"It's all right" he said, and caressed each of her breasts in turn and they became slippery all over, "It's normal, very sexy," he said.
He shifted their positions and brought his face to her chest and started to kiss her breasts and stroked them at the same time, and gradually she relaxed and started to enjoy the sensation.
She felt another sharp pang of pleasure as she leaked again, but this time she didn't mind. She felt his tongue touch her tender nipple, and she thought, "My God, if he sucks them I'll come."
It was as if he read her mind. He closed his lips around one long nipple, pulled it into his mouth and sucked while holding the other nipple between his fingers, squeezing, gently and rhythmically.
Helplessly she yielding to the sensation, as her breasts squirted milk, one into his hand the other into his mouth, the feeling was so exquisite that she shuddered uncontrollably and moaned, "Oh God oh God oh God," until it died away and she relaxed..
"Did you come?" He asked.
"Yes, didn't you notice?"
"I almost came," he said.
"Really?" She ran her hand down his body until it reached his jeans and she pulled down the zip. Her hand encountered his penis, standing upright. She grasped it. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as he had given her. Stroking it gently she bent over and kissed its head and then took it into her mouth and sucked.
"Oh mother, it' beautiful," he murmured.
She still sucking his penis she started to masturbate him and saw his hips start to move up and down in rhythm with her hand.
Ceasing to suck him she said, "I want you to come, I want to see it shoot out."
She speeded up her masturbating her gaze fixed on his penis. His hips were jerking faster and suddenly he arched his back, thrusting his pelvis high and groaned as a streak of white semen shot out from him.
Involuntarily she cried out, "Oh my God!" then gazed, fascinated, as the little slit in the head of his penis shot another jet and then another, and a fourth, spurting into the air and landing on his chest and her arm and in her hair; and then he collapsed.
She was lying beside him with her head on his thigh. His penis was still stiff. She leaned over and kissed it. She could taste a trace of salty semen on its head.
He moved again and completed the removal of her dress, her panties and then his own clothing. Naked she felt his face nuzzle between her thighs.
She wanted him to give her oral sex. She opened her thighs invitingly. She felt him kiss her, his tongue starting lick along her slit and probe between the lips of her vulva to push his tongue into her vagina. After a while he lifted her legs over his shoulders.
She felt vulnerable and greatly loved as his tongue continued to move along her vulva, pausing to push deep into her vagina and then lifting to tease her tingling clitoris. She held his head over her clitoris, making him concentrate on that, and she began to lift and lower her hips.
She felt his fingers pushing into the moist interior of her vagina. The muscles of her body began to tense for the climax. She began to come, shaking like a tree in a gale as she ground her genitals frantically against his face.
She finished and he leaned over her and kissed her mouth. Her woman smell was on his face.
She lay on her back and his hand was on her vulva opening its lips, and then his penis nosing in, and she was surprised that he had got hard again so quickly. "It's been so long oh God it feels so good," she said passionately.
He began to move in and out of her, slowly at first and then faster. His face was above hers gazing at her. Then he bent his neck and looked down their bodies to where they were joined. Suddenly he slowed his pace, thrusting deeper.
He looked into her eyes and said, "Kiss me while I come," and he lowered his lips to hers. She thrust her tongue into his mouth. His back arched and his head lifted, and he gave a cry like a wild animal, and she felt him spurt into her.
When it was over he lowered his head and giving a deep sigh of contentment, he kissed her mouth, and then raising himself to his knees he kissed each of her breasts in turn. Finally he kissed her vulva, and she moved her hips to push against his lips. The thought of him licking her while it was still dripping with his semen and her female fluid almost drove her mad and she came immediately, crying his name until the spasm passed. For him to do that to her told her of the deep love he had for her.
They lay side by side in silence for a while and then softly she said, "Why are you such a great lover?"
He smiled at her and said, "Because I love you."
"And I love you my darling," Janet whispered, let's go to bed and do it again."
And so began a beautiful love affair between mother and son, a love affair that ended only with Janet's death at age seventy two.
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About six months after Janet and David became lovers Greg, finding that the love of his life was not quite as loving as he had imagined, tried to return to Janet. He was surprised to find her pregnant again, but then, Janet had been taken by surprise as well.
That David was the father was not revealed and Greg supposed that Janet had taken on some lover other than her son. Even so he said that he still wanted to return to Janet if she would agree to give up her lover, and Greg would accept the child as his.
He had no chance of being accepted back by Janet whatever the deal, because in David she had found her ideal lover – a fantasy lover that had become a flesh and blood reality.