Keywords: M/F, inc.
Author: W R Jenkins
Title: Saved my Reputation (and kept me out of jail)
Disclaimer:(standard) Do not screw up. Do not do anything illegal.
This includes specifically (but not limited to) reading on if you are
under 18- 21 in some localities If you are underage you must leave
now. If you're and curious, this is not the place to get the
straight story. You act like this and people will look at you strange
and give you a wide berth. Also, don't try this at home. Some of this
stuff is just plain wrong, most of it is unsafe in the present viral
climate and some of it doesn't work in this universe. They are stories.
They deal with ideas, fantasies and thoughts that might not even be
pleasant in real life. Thoughts are like that. Fantasies are there so
we can toy with the sensations without feeling or inflicting the pain,
despair or humiliation. End Sermon.
Incest Saved my Reputation (and kept me out of jail)-
(GoIncest.txt) I freely admit scavenging a situation from Ermberto 's
'Mom's Toy Boy', but the is making a different point and I'm sure
things like picking up your on the net happen so often that
there must be thousands of about it out there somewhere. M/F
inc.
Incest Saved my Reputation
(and kept me out of jail)
There were an awful lot of people in the hotel that day. It was
as if they were all conspiring to make David chicken out and run away.
Too many women, too many 30-ish women swirled around him trying
to confuse his identification of "HotMomma758". He was sure he would
die if he asked the wrong woman if she was looking for "YoungBoy".
Miriam saw him first. It stopped her cold. There was no doubt
what David was waiting for. Then she smiled at the irony. Now she knew
why his fantasies sounded so eerily familiar. He had been writing out
his fantasies about her, to her.
It would be almost motherly to help her achieve his dreams.
She shook off the dreaming when she remembered some of the letters
he had written her and things he had said in chats. If she went through
with it, it wouldn't be motherly at all. David wasn't looking for
mothering. He had some pretty nasty ideas about what he was looking for.
He had made her so hot, reading his letters while he was right
there in another room. She had decided she needed this when she
didn't know he was her son. There was a need there to be tapped and
she had her own needs. They didn't go away just because she knew her
mystery man.
In any case, she knew for certain that she couldn't leave him to
become despondent when she stood him up. They would have to get this
out in the open and have a laugh about it at least.
She studied his face as she walked directly toward "YoungBoy",
her son. She wanted to see his reaction, all of it, when he saw her
there. She got everything she expected. There was fear that she knew
why he had come and then a dumbstruck look when he realized how she
knew why he had come.
"Mom, I... uh..." he spluttered and then stopped. "You're
HotMomma? Geeze! I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to add anything, David. And you don't have to pull
into your shell. You're not protecting any secrets this time. I know
everything you said to HotMomma. We're not being honest if we don't
admit all of that," Miriam told the boy.
David still was not inclined to discuss this turn of events with
his mother. It was a shock to find you'd been thinking sexy thoughts
about this hot woman and then she's your mother. Miriam wasn't going to
let him remain silent.
"I meant everything I wrote to YoungBoy," she said. "He was... is
just the kind of that I want to show all the wonders of
physical love. And you have quite a laundry list,"
"Aww, Mom, you're embarrassing me," David complained.
"Then let's go to the room I rented so no one will see you
blush," Miriam suggested.
"I feel creepy, mom," David complained when they were behind the
door. "Thinking all that stuff about you."
Miriam saw she was going to have to take control of the situation
and the best way to do that was with a firm hand. She pulled on her
avenging scowl.
"And who were you thinking that stuff about?" she asked sharply.
"You know," David said, responding better to her stern face than
the amused one. "All the things you wrote about yourself- the big- ah-
breasts and the nice full butt, a little but ready for- ah- sex."
"Are these small?" Miriam asked, making David look and then
turn quickly away as she embarrassed him by putting her hands under her
breasts and holding them up for him.
"Isn't that a nice full butt?" she asked and saw his eyes go wide
when he peeked up at her and saw she was letting him see her ass in the
tight confines of her as she held her skirt out of the way.
"I didn't lie about anything, including being ready for sex, as
you put it. I think I really said ready for cock, lots of it, and all
the fucking I could get," Miriam said as she walked over to David. "I
said that to the who was writing me letters full of his passion and
need. I think it's funny that the is you, but I don't think that
changes how I feel about the writing the letters."
"But we can't. That's like really sick," David said.
"Really sick is letting a technicality prevent two people
obviously meant for each other from playing out a fantasy they've waited
months for," Miriam said. "We can pretend we're not us if you want, but
we can't let this chance slip away."
"You mean you'd... do all those things you wrote about?" David was
just beginning to consider the possibility after his first reaction.
"Suck your dick until it comes off in my mouth? Show you seven
positions? Lick your asshole until you shoot? Show you how it feels to
have your cock choked off by an asshole? I came down here drooling to
do that to a kid I met on the net," Miriam said. "I want a cock and I
think there's something- okay, twisted- but strangely nice about it
being yours. Who better to give the benefit of my experience?"
Miriam hadn't wasted her time in soliloquy. As she spoke, she
took off the blouse and skirt she was wearing. She stood in front of
David in her bra, and stay-ups.
It was an ordinary bra, not low-cut or skimpy, but Miriam made it
sexy by the way her created by bursting out of the top.
David was still having trouble thinking of his having a cunt, but
he was admiring her breasts.
"But you're not really anonymous, I have to live with you," David
vacillated again, "I don't know if I could face you."
"Are you afraid you'll screw up?" Miriam challenged him, "Come on,
give one of us some credit. It's not that hard. The stupidest people on
Earth manage to fuck. I've seen their children. There's no way you can
screw this up if you listen to me."
David needed another push. He was afraid to change his of
his mother. Miriam solved that by pulling off her and standing
with her legs apart in front of him.
"No going back now," she said, "You've seen mine and now you've
got to show me yours."
David snickered at the juvenile joke. If nothing more, it made
him obey the rules of the game. David took off his clothes.
Miriam took off her bra and went to lay on the bed, rubbing the
red creases left by the bra on her breasts. Usually it was an
ambivalent feeling. It was slightly arousing and that only reminded
her of how slightly arousing her life was. Today it was scratching the
match to light the fuse on fulfilling her arousal.
"Awww, Mom, that's... that's... rude!" David said as he turned
and saw her sprawled on the bed with her legs apart.
Miriam noticed his hard-on hadn't drooped at the sight. He had
the equipment and it was in good working order from what she could see.
"Don't give me rude," Miriam said, "Get up here and show me how
you want to kiss, lick and worship every part of my body- every part."
He had promised any oral delight she could request. He felt
confident in his oral prowess. Miriam had dreamed of the touch of
"YoungBoy"'s tongue since he had typed those lines to her. Now she
needed it badly to get her ready for her son's cock. She wanted that
cock to fuck her. It had been too long for her to see a ready organ
and then not have it rammed deep in her belly, no matter whose groin
it hung from.
"Should I drape a towel over my face so you don't know it's me?"
Miriam asked as David seemed to have trouble getting his face between
her legs. "I can cover my face with a pillow."
"I don't know, it's just so weird," David complained.
She had the idea. It was just pointed the wrong direction. She
got a washcloth and made a blindfold. She put it on David and then lay
back down on the bed.
"Now come do all those things you were going to do with your
mystery woman," she whispered to him.
David felt more trapped without his sight. It had been confusing to
see his mother, and react to her as 'Authority', and then hear her command
him to do things would not approve of. The blindfold did little to
calm his confusion, but it made him resigned to her direction.
At last it worked. David's tongue was like a cheer of victory as
it finally touched the folds of her pussy. He was bolder for not having
to see her. His tongue explored her with all the naive cunning she
would expect from a man. His lack of expertise was exciting for
its own reasons.
He was eager and she was going to lead him into the adult world.
Miriam pushed his identity to the side and concentrated on the feeling
of being his tutor in the arts of love. A fresh cock having its
first taste of sex in her was an exciting idea for Miriam.
"I am so ready for you now," she groaned, "Come up here and put
your lovely cock in my cunt. I want to feel you inside me."
She grabbed his cock as he slid up and guided it to her need. Then
she was filled with cock for the first time in ages. If felt so good she
wanted to cheer.
"It feels incredible, umm... ah... er.. Hot Momma," David
struggled with a name for the unseen body surrounding his cock.
"Call me Sharon," Miriam picked a name out of the air, "I'll call
you 'boy'."
"Your- um- is so hot inside," he sighed.
"I've got a hot for you, boy" Miriam tried to jolt him out
of his shyness, "I need your cock and I want you to fuck me good!"
David worked up to it. He was still feeling out his first journey
inside a woman. He tried it out carefully at first. Then it pulled him
into the vortex of need and he started humping at her furiously.
"You is so fucking good!" he moaned, his passion tearing
away his shyness. "I'm going to shoot off pretty soon!"
It was a false alarm. He was just getting started. It felt good
because he had finally started fucking her proper. He lasted another
two minutes before he did grunt and start shooting his load in her
belly.
Miriam felt a feeling better than orgasm as her son got his rocks
off in her cunt. It was a milestone of taking his virginity, more
meaningful that a brief fireworks display of climax. She felt self-
satisfied and triumphant at her achievement.
"Now roll off me and lay here beside me," she whispered.
She watched his chest rise and fall as his breathing slowed down.
Then she ran her hand over that chest lightly. It was like being alone
in the room with this boy's body. He was in another world behind the
blindfold and she was free to experiment with him however she wished.
She wanted to experiment with getting laid.
Outside the room, the hotel lobby became more sparsely populated
by the minute. Fewer of the 30-ish women were milling around. The
crowd was dominated by in cheap suits.
"Now I'm going to put your cock in my mouth and suck on it until
you feed me a nice meal of cum," she whispered in his ear.
David shivered. He was keeping the he had created for his
mystery lady in his mind. It was nice she whispered so his mother's voice
didn't keep reminding him who she really was.
He shivered again when he felt hot breath on his cock. No one had
ever done more than give his cock a few tentative licks. He could only
imagine how it felt to have your cock in a woman's mouth.
Suddenly he knew. Miriam his limp cock into her mouth while
it would all fit. David groaned. It felt better than anything David
could have imagined. It was like a with perfect control.
His his dick until it stiffened and grew. Miriam
knew he was and would recover. She was finding that his rebound
ability was an excuse both to suck him dry and to delay that treat and
climb on the growing man-meat again first.
She held his cock at the base and asked David his preference
between licking its head.
"Do you want this now or after you fuck me in the ass?" she
whispered.
She nearly settled the matter with her question. David's cock
surged in her hand when she asked. He nearly came at the thought of
butt-fucking her. But the tongue slithering around the head of his
cock was too immediate. He couldn't consider making that stop.
"Just go on..." David groaned. "You can't stop now."
The need in his voice cured Miriam of her selfish desire for
immediate gratification. She could hear how bad he wanted to in
her mouth in his pained reply. She forgot about getting on his cock
and set to him.
She didn't bob up and down until she forced him to shoot off. She
had the restraint (and pride) to tease him a little, stopping to lick
his balls or slowing down when he was near cumming. She wanted his
climax to make his whole body jerk off the bed as he shot his hot
seed into her mouth.
She made David a very happy boy. He wanted desperately to cum,
but he didn't want the wonderful feeling to end. He was happy to bear
the anticipation while the time was filled by the blow job.
And then it was more than he could take in all at once. His balls
spasmed and her mouth was hard and wet and soft and greedy all at the
same time. She as if demanding his and made him keep firing
shot after shot into her voracious mouth.
David could feel the sheets damp under him where he had sweat a
pool in his exertions. He melted into that pool as he came down from
his orgasmic high. He had been fucked and sucked. There didn't seem to
be any more worlds to conquer. And he was tired.
"Mom," he said, breaking his own taboo, "I don't think I can take
any more."
"I thought I was Sharon," Miriam said. "And always want to
quit before they've had everything they could get. You ought to learn
to try first before giving up."
"But you aren't Sharon and that's part of it," David said. "I
tried real hard and it was okay when we were... doing those things, but
I know it's you now. I'm too tired to think that way now."
"You mean you've fucked your and in her mouth and now
you want to stop?" Miriam snorted. "I think we went the wrong way
letting you avoid this."
With that, she pulled the blindfold off her son and scowled at
him.
"Look at me. I'm the one you just fucked. Get over it," Miriam
talked tough. "Now you owe me more. You don't just get you jollies
and leave the woman wanting more. You've got to stay the course, son."
"But this is so weird," David complained.
"And how many other experiences do you have to compare it to?"
she asked.
David didn't say anything. It was as good as admitting it was
his first time.
"And the first time tends to be a new experience," Miriam mocked
him gently. "You don't know if it's weird or not, do you?"
David had made the transition. He couldn't ever look at her the
same way again. He had fucked his mother. It had been great. And she
had his cock... Now he wished he's seen that.
"Okay, I guess you're right," David said. "We've kinda already
gone and done it, I guess. I guess I can deal with it."
It was exactly the wrong time for the two to burst into the
room.
"Freeze!" they said in unison like a bad cop show.
They weren't even holding guns, but they did have their handcuffs
out.
"What the hell are you doing?" Miriam screeched, pulling the sheet
up to hide her nudity. "What's this about?"
"We've got laws, you sick perverts," one of them said. "We're
taking you all in on a decency charge."
"Decency? What the hell are you talking about?" Miriam asked.
"We've got laws in this town," the other one gloated. "You can't
be in a locked room with a member of the opposite sex unless you're
related. You swingers didn't check that one out, did you?"
Fortunately David was stunned into silence. He was calculating
how over his whole life was after the shame of his arrest. Miriam
naturally saw the loophole.
"We're not swingers. This is my son," Miriam said.
"And I'm Babe Ruth," the first cop snorted.
"I'll prove it!" Miriam said and boldly got up and picked up her
purse.
Let them be goggled-eyed at me, she thought. What do I care? I've
got them on this one.
She took out her identification and then pulled out David's wallet
and showed them his.
"See. Same names, same address, I guess we're related, huh?"
she said smugly.
They couldn't argue. They went down the hall to continue ridding
their small town of the swapping menace.
"Gee mom, that was great," David said when he found his voice.
"I guess I'm finding out a lot of things about you today."
"I think they were too busy looking at my to think," she
said, blushing on a time delay. "I guess it's a good thing you were
fucking your mother, or YoungBoy and HotMomma would be on their way
to jail right now."
"It's too weird, mom," David said. "I don't want to think about
any of this."
"But you will fuck your in the ass without thinking, won't
you?" Miriam pressed. "Or you can think about what you would have said
to me when I came down to the jail to get you out for being an
indecent swapper."
That kind of fear was all too real to David and too easy to
imagine. Then he realized how all of it had changed. His wasn't
some unreasonable voice of ancient rules. She had fucked him. She wasn't
the way he thought at all.
"I'd say that I'd lick your all night to make up for
disappointing you," David grinned.
Miriam smiled back. She was sure there was some reason for the
taboo, but she felt closer to David than she ever had. Maybe it was,
in his words, weird, but they certainly could share anything now.
The barrier between son and lover had kept out more than sex.
"Lick my for being in jail?" Miriam laughed. "You'll lick
my for being a minute late for curfew. You lick my ass for being
in jail. In fact, I think you ought to lick my ass for keeping you
out of jail."
YoungBoy had offered that service before she said she'd
reciprocate. He would lick anything she wanted licked, he said. And
somehow it was easier than the rest. Maybe it was so weird to lick an
asshole that it being his didn't matter so much.
Miriam could see he was ready. She lay on the bed with her feet
toward the head and spread her legs for David. She put her head on her
hands and relaxed as she felt him scramble up into position.
Miriam didn't know what motive to assign to David. He burrowed
right between her cheeks to find her asshole with his tongue. Whether
he was just eager or eager to get it over, she didn't care.
It was incredibly heinous to lick an asshole. David was feeling
every bit of the evil in it. He was feeling the evil in his dick and it
was making it struggle to rise again. Evil didn't seem so bad in that
context.
Miriam could not comment on the talent or the skill with which her
son performed an act that she had never experienced before, but her
impression was that David was overeager and too willing to please.
If she had been first, she would have teased him more. Her tongue
would have lingered at the fringes, touching the actual portal only with
fleeting touches. The she would have addressed his anus itself in the
same intermittent manner. She would have waited until she could draw a
sound of pleasure and relief from him before she invaded the sanctum.
David had drawn a sound, but it was surprise and uncertainty as
he rammed his tongue into her ass and burrowed inside as if he was
seeking a nesting place. He had lost the shyness he had shown when
licking her cunt. Now his lack of experience felt dangerous.
Miriam had no specific fear. Only that David seemed to be rushing
her past some sign that she should have noticed. She felt concern that
he was preparing her for some clandestine act that would be somehow
outrageous and shocking.
David was in reality preparing himself. The more he abandoned
himself to probing his mother's rectum like a mouth, the more his cock
throbbed against his belly. The thought that his cock was to follow his
tongue into this other way was more than outrageous and shocking to David.
"You want something, don't you," Miriam spoke to her fear.
It was his mother's ass. He was licking out his mother's ass! Her
question reminded him and, strangely, this time it only made David more
eager.
Sure, he was going to do it all. He had met a hot woman and
done it all. He would never feel inferior in schoolboy discussions of sex
again. And that seemed so insignificant beside the private secret that
it was his mother's ass. The bragging potential would never reach the
level of knowing he had had her.
"Do you want to put it in me now? Is that why you're working so
hard?" Miriam asked her son, still nervous of his intent.
David did not hear a question in his mother's voice. He heard the
invitation- no, challenge, to complete his ravishment of his mother. He
wished to show her he was timid no longer.
"I want to experience every part of you, mother," he said and hoped
it came out a bold declaration. "I understand why this is better now."
Miriam didn't have time to tell him about the lube. He was over her
as she tried to untangle the meaning of his response and he was holding
her buttocks apart and pressing his cock to her sphincter before she
had time to give him instructions.
Her hands gripped the bed clothes and she bared her teeth in a
soundless scream as David made his saliva suffice. His eager tonguing had
made it possible, but Miriam had to hold back her cries as David's cock
stretched her sphincter too wide and scraped her insides as he drove the
peg of flesh into her anus.
"Oh god, mother, you are so warm and so tight," David grunted
through clenched teeth.
"And you are so big!" Miriam answered the same way.
As he leaned forward from his knees to lay over her, Miriam
considered asking him to withdraw and lubricate her. He made that thought
burst as if it was mist when he began to thrust. She could think of only
one request.
"Let me open up for you," she asked.
Her legs were trapped by his own just outside her thighs. She bumped
hers against his to make him move. He put his weight on his hands and
moved first one and then the other knee inside her legs. She pulled her
knees to the side and up to spread her rear to his thrust.
He was a straight arrow between her wide-spread legs, shot directly
through the center of her anus. His narrow hips pressed against the center
of her ass as he drove the point of his prick oh so deeply inside her.
He was a slender, probing thing deep in her vitals, all the more a
solely sexual thing for the minimum of contact. He was all dick and all
penetrating the narrowest way. Miriam was besotted by her son's seeming
exercise of title to her behind. Her pain was pleasure as he continued to
abrade her passage on the illusion of lubrication from his saliva.
Then he slammed into her, reflexively, uncaring and unable to
control the violence of his thrust.
"I'm going to cum!" he announced as if in pain.
He did. Brutally, energetically, fiercely, he forced her into the
bed as he dropped on her to drive his stake farther and farther into her
core. He disputed every centimeter as he lay on her, pressing her buttocks
flat with his weight when he had finished. His traitor cock disappointed
him as it withdrew with its own satiation and shortened the depth of his
possession of her ass.
"Oh, mommy, I don't want this to ever end," David said like a child.
"We have to stop sometime, my dear," Miriam said as mother, "But
that doesn't mean we have to quit."
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Epilogue: Here's the sequel.
David realizes that the epiphany he had when 6 13/16 inches deep in
his mother's ass had nothing, really, to do with buggering her. (He also
finds it is a different thing when using the proper lube.)
His realization came when lust had peeled back the veneer of and let him experience the raw sexuality of lust. He finds that out
when he can't help himself and climbs into bed with his mother.
He has an even grander sexual/spiritual experience deep in his
mother's cunt, staring into the eyes of his first love. He then realizes
it is throwing off the chains of ancient superstition and taking what
he has always truly, instinctively wanted that brings the thrill.
Miriam has a slightly more functional view. David is a fine, eager
lover and convenient and (relatively ha-ha) trouble free. She is a bit
less aroused by the and more concerned for her son's well-being.
But still, it's a cock and a good cock.
They fuck forever, once David's is gently introduced to their
incestuous web and finally joins willingly.
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