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The African landscape is green from recent rains and in the hills where we live it is cool. I am reclining on a couch as I usually do watching the sun go down. My abdomen lies exposed and my son is enjoying the sight of his pregnant mother. He feels the abdomen and imagines the baby's arms and leg lying under the contours. Now he is pressing his ears against the abdomen hoping to hear the baby's heart beats. He is never able to but never ceases trying. His hand is wandering on the surface of the abdomen. Now it has loitered down to the vulva as it so often does. His finger tips are on the cleft. They are moving up as if on rails. The tip of the index touches the clitoris and then the middle and the ring and the little finger exits with a gentle flick.
He has a sudden thought.
"After this we need another baby Mom," he said.
"Another?" I said smiling. He eyes had the same pleading look they used to have when as a little fellow he would ask for a third helping of ice cream. "We can't pull off the same story again, can we?"
"No Mom we cannot here but we can move to Angola and apply the same formula."
"And from there," I said trying to suppress my laughter, "we can move to other former Portuguese territories one after another till we have a teeming family." I embrace him and I kiss him on all parts of his face and he placidly accepts my offerings with the same silly look he used to have when he was a six year old. He is the father of my baby but he was still my little boy. I am happy that I defied the taboo and happier still that I kept the baby.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 9 years agoYou were born in Mozambique in 1975, yet your parents sent you "in a former Portuguese territory (till 1961)?"
What the hell?
Anonymousalmost 10 years agoi was reading amd fell hot with your wrting way and seduce by mother untile u burn story with this line
"My darling boy you should not be stealing glances at my breasts. It's yours. You have played with them a few years ago. You can now. Come on touch them."
why you rush to end seduction of mother you have make it hard to get cuz mother and son line need more active to broke sexulaity
i really enjoy with first part of story very much and hoop its become more hot than rush to go to sex part fast
Anonymousover 10 years agoMom is attracted to her 19 year old boy, Christy, and especially to what makes her boy a boy. That's an everyday thing nowadays, as mothers realize that their son's got everything they need for their total sexual fulfillment--it's right there, swinging between the boy's legs--his big hard cock, the hardest one around, and his hot young balls that keep on producing all that creamy semen that makes a mom so proud of her virile manly son. In the story, Christy's equally attracted to what his mother's got waiting for him between her legs--her wonderful mommy-hole, the same hairy hole he came out of. Thinking about his mother's cunt always gets the boy hard in his pants and stirs his balls. Like so many mothers and sons today, Christy and his mom think it's perfectly natural for him to stick his big cock up his own mother's cunt--after all, it's the boy's own birth canal. He knows that up inside his mother, his fat young prick'll be surrounded by a mass of warm wet loving mommy-twat, the most comfy cozy feeling he'll ever have. Christy fucks his mother, he fucks the fucking shit out of her, mom cums like never before, and the boy unloads his young balls, shooting his mother a huge twatful of his rich sperm. Christy's fucked a baby up his own mother's cunt, and he feels the supreme joy, the bursting boyish pride of every young motherfucker, fucking a baby up where he was once a baby. In the years to come his thick creamy semen makes more babies in his mother's belly. His mother glows with pride at her big hunky boy, his big thrusting cock, and his potent young balls.
Anonymousalmost 13 years agoPlease don't quote the Bible in an erotic story. Especially if you don't know what it says. Noah and his sons (he had no daughters at the time) all had wives with them on the arc. And Lot was passed out drunk when his daughters used him to conceive. He didn't know, and there was no "blessing" mentioned.
