This is part three of the "Me, My Mother And A..." Series, I hope you enjoy!
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My mother and I returned home, my mother clutching the envelope that contained the cast-iron reality of our relationship. Myself and my mother had become lovers whilst on holiday, and now I had moved back in with her after transferring to a nearer university, we had decided to have a baby.
I had been with her in the hospital, but as her son, I had to behave a certain way. Now, as the door slammed home we threw ourselves into each others arms and kissed deeply, embracing one another excitedly. We parted and grinned at one another and my mother pulled the ultrasound scan from the envelope.
"This is our daughter." My mother said dreamily, sounding so happy she couldn't fully process how wonderful this was.
"It was so difficult keeping my cool in the hospital." I said. "I so desperately wanted to hug and kiss you!"
My mother grinned. "I know baby, there are going to be hard times with this, you're the father of my beautiful girl but to the rest of the world you're merely her brother."
It was going to be harder than I expected, it was really being driven home now. My mother's stomach was beginning to show the tiniest of bumps, and she was going to have to tell people soon. The story was that she had had a one-night stand but had no interest in contacting the father.
My mother gazed into my eyes. "I love you so much." She beamed. She had never been so beautiful in all my life, the glow of expectant motherhood was radiating from my mother and she was the happiest I had ever seen her, in love and expecting a baby, put inside her belly by her own son.
My loin began to throb as they always did whenever I set eyes on my mother, and I kissed her, finding her tongue with mine. I unfastened her coat and slid it off her shoulders, dropping it to the floor as I hugged her to me. Her breasts had swollen by two whole cup sizes in the past few weeks, and I now had a pair of 40G breasts squashed against my chest. Her hips and thighs had thickened slightly too. Nothing could stop this woman becoming more and more beautiful, and with every day my lust for her failed to abate. I took her hand and dragged her behind me, leading her up the stairs. Wordlessly we hurriedly undressed and she snatched me in her arms before throwing us both on the bed. We hungrily devoured each other, tongues wrestling like they wanted to form a knot and never part. Her huge naked breasts flattened against my chest, spreading from my collarbone to the base of my ribcage with their immense size. She rolled on top of me and moved down my body, pausing with her head level with my cock.
She motioned her mouth to produce saliva and then took my aching cock in her mouth, drooling her wet saliva all down my length. She moved her head up and down, pushing all the way until the tip of my cock entered her throat and my trimmed pubes tickled her nose. She nuzzled there and made swallowing actions, her throat contracting and relaxing around my cock. I groaned aloud at this trick, the sensations making me see flashing colours. She released my soaked cock and shifted taking my erection between her mighty breasts and jiggling them against my length. I knew I would cum any second if I allowed her to continue so I sat up and pushed her onto her back and dived headfirst between her legs, fixing my mouth on her vagina and lapping like a cat's first taste of milk. Her legs shuddered with pleasure either side of my head and she moaned deeply, hands gripping the bedsheet. Her button was incredibly sensitive so I never attacked it directly, always dancing around it teasing my mother to orgasm. I sucked on her labia as I licked, and reached up to fondle her giant breasts. Her moans lifted in pitch and intensity and as I pinched her nipples and sucked hard on her clit she jerked her hips up and down as her throes of pleasure reached their peak.
"Get up here and fuck me you bastard." She groaned sluttily, and I lifted up onto my knees, effortlessly pushing my cock into her starving pussy. I slammed home, our bodies meeting and leaned over her, placing my palms on the bed. I didn't want to put any weight on her bump, so I would hold myself up over her whenever we had sex in the missionary position.
I immediately started pummelling into her, as she would only be seconds away from a second orgasm if I kept up a relentless pace. She reached over her head to grip the headboard and screamed with pleasure as I hammered my cock into her violently, making her massive breasts bounce wildly, nearly smacking her in the chin with every thrust. My mother had become a real dirty talker lately, I had surmised my father was quite conservative and didn't like my mother to be slutty in bed, but with me, she was unchained, she knew I loved her the sluttier the better.
"Mmmmmh fuck my fucking cunt baby." She groaned, each syllable punctuated by a thrust, knocking the wind out of her.
"I'm pregnant by my own son and now I've got his cock inside me again, mmmmmmh I'm going to give you so many babies son, as soon as one pops out I'm going to make you fuck another one up me, your own little baby factory!" She screamed.
Hearing her talk like this sent me over the edge and I grunted as I felt the orgasmic shudders, my balls feeling like a fist was squeezing them as rockets of semen burst into my mother's cunt, the power forcing it to squirt out of her where it could, running down her arse cheeks and onto the bedsheet. She moaned and rolled her hips, massaging my cock as it throbbed inside her, groaning "That's it baby, that's what mummy wants, all that sperm filling my belly, where your baby grows inside me."Satisfied I had ejaculated my whole load inside her, I flopped beside my mother exhaustedly, panting. We rolled into our post-sex cuddling position, her laid on her side, head on my shoulder with her fat tits against my side spilling onto my chest. She cupped my tender balls and massaged them gently, kissing my jaw while I lazily fondled her breasts, stroking her back with my other hand.
"I'm so glad our neighbours are all out during the day." My mother said as her laboured breathed slowed. I grinned. "I know, I could listen to you talk like that all day, you wanton goddess." I said.
"Stand up for me." I said.
My mother grinned and lifted up, standing beside the bed. She parted her legs slightly and put her hands on her hips sassily, looking down at me. I laid on the edge of the bed, stroking her long chubby legs and squeezing her broad fat arse cheeks, and gazed between her legs at her still-twitching vagina as a great glob of cum fell out of her cunt and clung to her inner thigh. It rolled down her leg as a steady trickle of semen oozed out of my mother's vagina, leaving slimy trails down her thick pale inner thigh. The first glob of cum rolled down her calf and over her ankle, landing on the floor to be absorbed by the carpet, a thick, slimy trail showing the journey my cum had made down my mother's beautiful leg. My mother knew what a hypnotic effect this had on me, seeing my cum leaking out of her and down her legs.
