Rebecca drove down the road in a trance-like state and it never occurred to her that she went straight through a stop sign. "I fucked my son!" Her mind went back to what the two of them had done three nights ago. She had pulled out his baby pictures and gone over those memories of motherhood. She saw him take his first steps and his first birthday. It boggled her mind how she could have sex with him as an adult. To her, Carter was still the baby boy she gave birth to.
Then her mind returned back to the night of raw lust, where all these sensations of motherhood were abandoned for only a few minutes of pleasure. Were her feelings of motherhood so discardable that she would disconnect from them to have sex with her own son? After orgasming from that experience, how could she return back and reclaim her motherhood? She had valued being a mother and now she was never going to feel that way towards her son in entirety. The sex would be good for however many minutes it lasts, but she would return back to a shattered motherhood and that was more permanent. When her SUV pulled in front of her house, she felt filthy and dirty and wished that the night never happened.
Carter had just warmed up his Ramon noodles when the door opened and Rebecca came in. Ever since that night she had been distant and self reflecting. The last few days have been hard on Rebecca and it was written all over her face that she was punishing herself. Normally, she would hug or kiss him but that evening, she said hi and then went around her business. Things had changed.
"Mom, are you feeling okay?" Carter asked.
There was silence at her end and then she spoke, "Carter, I am extremely regretful of what happened between us and I will never forgive myself for what I did to you." With those words, she broke down and cried.
"Mom, it's okay," he replied.
"No, it can never be okay." Rebecca said and then they sat in silence.
Then Carter spoke gently, "Mom, may I say something?"
Rebecca nodded.
"It is far more common than you think," he replied. "Incest happens and people keep it to themselves. It is really not that uncommon."
"And how do you know that?" Rebecca looked at him.
"Internet. There have been studies done on it."
"If it is common, then that does not make it right now does it?" She asked.
"Mom. It is considered bad because such a relationship would be unfair to the child who comes out of it. We are not making babies. We live in a time where sex and reproduction have become separated so that guilt is out of place now," Carter said as he walked up to the couch and sat next to his mother.
Rebecca felt his hand go around her. "You just want to fuck your mother," She managed a smile. "Sex is all that you have in your mind buddy. Even if it is your mom."
"Especially if it is my mom," Carter replied and then turned her face towards him with his hand to kiss her on the lips. She allowed him but did not respond back to his lips. He then kissed her again and whispered, "Have you stopped loving me as your son since it happened?"
"No."
"Then let this be our secret," he said and pressed his lips into hers."You can be my mother all day but when we go into our bedroom and the door is locked, then it will be a different matter. That is all."
His hands wandered up to her breasts and he started to unbutton her shirt. Her hand wandered down to his crotch and she felt his hardening manhood. Arousal started to take over her thoughts. "You are hard," she said. "Lets go into the bedroom."
Carter followed his mother like an obedient son and then they closed the door. Rebecca had not even turned when Carter spun her around from her shoulders and pressed her into the door. "Easy, easy!" Rebecca said as Carter kissed her deeply in the mouth."Mmmm..." she moaned in his mouth tasting the mint he was chewing on moments before. Their tongues wrestled as they both felt each others bodies through their clothes. "Take this off," Rebecca commanded right after breaking the kiss and he took off his shirt.
A deep sense of shameless lust went over her and she began to run a hand down his chest. She then leaned forward and kissed his pecs. Her son was so fuckable and in this private moment, she embraced her arousal for him. Carter took his mothers shirt and ripped it open, causing her buttons to go flying. "Look what you did," she spoke in her motherly tone but he pinned her arms up against the door and pressed his mouth into hers again. She felt his strength and realized that this was a man boiling in lust and in that state of mind, she exerted no authority over him. She dropped her head back surrendering to his strength.
Carter held Rebecca from her waist and looked down at her ample breasts. His mother, though not a slim woman, had the finest pair of tits a woman could have. The giant orbs were pressed together by the bra, forming a deep cleavage and generous upward swells that were almost leaping out of the bra. Carter dropped his mouth onto his mothers heaving chest and began to kiss and worship her mounds. As his mouth nibbled the upper swells of her breasts, he noticed that her nipples were hardening under the fabric of the bra.
He pulled down the bra cups and Rebecca's tits leaped out towards him, swaying and full of life. Carter took her left nipples in his mouth and sucked.