Literotica Lover

Several weeks later I started classes and things around the house settled down into a routine … not a bad routine by any means. I went to school and then came home and helped out around the house. As my mother's pregnancy progressed she was less able to do all the things she normally did around the house. That's where I came in by helping out with grocery shopping, some cleaning, fixing things and making sure the cars were taken care of.

On the positive side my mother seemed to become even more amorous with each passing day. Almost daily we indulged in some form of oral sex. While I was very happy with oral sex, I nonetheless wanted to take it further. Then an opportunity presented itself where I could bring up my desires without too much fear of making her angry. Not that she normally got angry at me, but I always feared that if I pushed too hard she would stop everything. I am not sure I would have survived that. We were having breakfast and chatting when the subject of what I wanted for my birthday came up.

"David, your birthday's this weekend, so what do you want? I never know what to get you."

Without hesitation I said, "Nothing. I have everything I want."

"You always say that. I know there is something you really want."

There was, but I hesitated to say it. I paused and thought for a moment. Then I thought it's now or never and said, "I want you."

That stopped her in her tracks. She paused with her mouth open. She immediately knew what I meant. Then she sighed deeply and said, "David, you know what we are doing is wrong, but going all the way would be … would be … I don't know, just too much."

I knew when to back off and said, "Sorry, Mom, but you asked what I wanted."

"I know and I'm sorry, sweetheart. What else can I give you?"

"I suppose you can get me one of those new cell phones that do everything … I'll even pick it out."

I saw her relax noticeably. "I know just the one you want. I'll get it."

It was my turn to sigh … in relief. I was even more relieved when she came to my room that night and we shared oral sex. It seemed that our earlier conversation had been forgotten.

That Saturday my mother said she had my present. We had gone out to dinner to celebrate my birthday. During the dinner and the trip home we acted like teenagers in love. We had to be discreet at the restaurant, but there are ways to show affection, like sitting close enough in a booth so she could reach over and caress my cock and I could slide my hand up her skirt to play with her soft thighs. Then on the drive home, Mom pulled my cock out and stroked me slowly the entire trip. But she wouldn't allow me to cum. At the restaurant she told me that she forgot my present and had left it home. I said, "Dinner with you is far better than any telephone."

"I wish I could give you a big kiss right now," she said.

I smiled lovingly.

When we arrived home I went to my room to change, telling my mother I would be downstairs in a few minutes. I was sitting on my bed still in my underwear when I heard a light tap on my door. Then my mother slowly opened the door. I gasped. In the doorway was a vision that made me rub my eyes and wonder if I was hallucinating. My mother was standing there in a matching white bra, panties, garter, nylons, shoes, and even a white wedding veil.

No words could describe how sexy and beautiful she looked. I couldn't even speak.

"So, how do you like your birthday present?"

"Huh?" I said stupidly.

"You said you wanted me for your birthday and I have decided to give myself to you."

My mouth was suddenly as dry as a desert. "I … uh … are you … are you sure," I gasped.

"Yes, I am totally sure."

"Oh my God," I whispered.

Mom smiled and her face was totally aglow. Then she said, "Do I look silly being pregnant and wearing this outfit?"

"God no, you look … you look … oh God Mom," I stammered.

"I wore an outfit just like this on my wedding night with your father. Of course I was a good bit thinner."

I stood up and my knees were shaking as I stared.

"Well are you going to kiss the bride or not."

I pulled my mother into my arms for a long and passionate kiss. We had kissed many, many times before, but I swear none were as sexy or exciting as this kiss. Our mouths were hot and wet as we tried to devour each other's lips and tongue. I slipped my hands down to caress her ass cheeks, pressing my now very hard cock to her bulging stomach.

Finally Mom pushed me back until I was sitting on the bed again. Then she slowly slipped to her knees, pulling my underwear off as she did. I wanted to fuck her, but I wasn't going to rush things. If she wanted to suck me, that was okay. I watched as she got between my legs and grabbed my throbbing cock. Then I moaned as she took it into her warm mouth.

She licked and teased me for a long time. I knew she wanted to make this last and I understood. After she had sucked me for some time I pushed her away. "I want to eat you."

"Oh yes," she gasped and hurriedly climbed onto the bed.

Without even taking her panties off I dove between her legs. When I brought my mouth to her silk covered pussy I found it already soaking.

Her pussy was a swamp of sweet juices. I pulled the panties aside and began to lick her swollen lips. I heard her moan and she bucked her hips upward. I knew that she wanted my mouth but I took it very slow, teasing her until she was mad with desire. I was just as crazed, but I knew I had to control myself or it would be over before it started. This was what I had wanted since the beginning and now I was seconds away from possessing my mother … from actually fucking her. I knew I was the luckiest boy alive at that moment.

I pulled away and looked down at my mother's beautiful face. I didn't want her to ever regret what we were about to do so I said again, "Are you sure about this?"

"As sure as I have ever been about anything in my life. I want you to fuck me. I want that big cock in my pussy. I want you to fuck me half to death."

"Oh God," I gasped.

My hands were trembling as I pulled her panties off and tossed them to the floor. I looked down at the sweet pussy that I had seen many, many times before, but now it looked different for some reason. Yes, the lips were swollen like always and her juices were trickling out, but there was something different. Then I realized that her clit was more swollen then I had ever seen it. It peeked out of the skin protecting it and it looked like a small penis. I felt the desire to suck it, but I knew we both wanted something else at that moment. I leaned back and stroked my cock, staring into her eyes. She was looking at my cock.

"Fuck me, David. Give me your cock, fuck your mother, please," she begged.

"Oh yes, I am going to fuck you, Mom. I've wanted this for so long. I want to feel your warm and sweet pussy wrapped around my cock. Your son … Mom, you are about to be fucked by your son. Does that excite you?"

"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped, almost delirious.

I crawled up to her and gently kissed her lips. Then I slipped down and across her heaving breasts. I popped her breasts from her bra and she gasped. Then I sucked one and then the other, making the already hard nipples even harder. "Are you going to let me share these milk filled tits after the baby is born?" I whispered.

"Oh yes. As long as the baby gets all he needs." Then she said, "Fuck me, David."

It was breathless and demanding. I had teased us for long enough. I crawled up until I was over her. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my back. "Oh God, Mom," I gasped as I began to lower myself.

She reached between my legs and directed my cock to her pussy lips. She rubbed it up and down on her swollen clit for a moment or two and then placed it between her lips.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Mom."

"Yesssss," she gasped.

"Ahhhh," I hissed as I lowered myself allowing my cock to slowly slip into her warm and wet pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhh, David," she gasped.

It was heaven on earth. Nothing ever felt like this. None of the girls I had had sex with could match this feeling … this was my mother. I was slipping my cock into the opening from which I had come into this world twenty years ago today. That fact made it an incredible emotional experience.

"Fuck me, fuck me, David," my mother cried.

I did, like I had never done before. Her warm pussy surrounded my cock, caressing me, squeezing me.

"Fuck me, fuck me, sweetheart. I love that big cock of yours. I don't know why I waited so long to let you have me," she gasped as her hips bucked up into me.

Suddenly she gasped and her body began to convulse. Her pussy began to spasm around my cock as her climax started. Her eyes closed and her chest heaved. A low scream, almost growl, slipped from her lips and I could feel her juices flooding across my cock and balls.

I couldn't wait any longer. "Oh God, Mom, I'm going to cum," I warned. "Can I cum in you?"

"Yes, cum, cum deep in me. You can't make me pregnant," she gasped but then whispered, "Unfortunately."

I didn't have time to evaluate that "unfortunately," remark. "Ahhhh, here it comes," I screamed.

"Give me that potent sperm," she hissed. She started to climax again.

I bellowed and began to cum. I swear I almost passed out from the intensity. I must have throbbed ten times, squirting cum with each throb. Finally we both collapsed. I lifted up and slowly pulled my cock from my mother's wonderful pussy. We both looked down to see the results. My cum bubbled from her pussy and slowly streamed between her ass cheeks.

Then I collapsed beside my mother, pulling her into my arms. "God, I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too," she said.

When I could speak I said, "What did you mean when you said you couldn't get pregnant, 'unfortunately'?" I asked.

Mom blushed. "You heard that, huh?"

"Yes."

"I was just carried away with the moment."

"I see," I said and smiled, pulling my loving mother tightly into my arms. Then I whispered, "Unfortunately, for now." I felt my mother tremble.

We snuggled together and fell asleep. I awoke sometime in the night and found my mother sucking my cock. I smiled and when I was hard I rolled her over and fucked her again. When we woke up that morning, we made love for the third time. Mom finally cried "Uncle" and went back to her own bed to get a little rest.

The following day we were both a little shy at first but quickly overcame that. It didn't take us long before we were in bed again. This time the sex was less frantic, but nonetheless satisfying. I started fucking Mom in the missionary position. I love looking into her eyes as my cock enters her.

But then Mom wanted to sit on my cock. Who was I to argue? She straddled me and slipped my cock into her. As she teetered on my cock I could feel her pussy grasping the head. I gasped in pleasure.

Then she sat down, allowing my entire cock to enter her to the hilt. I don't know where it came from, but a few minutes later I climaxed again.

We fucked like newlyweds the entire weekend, which I suppose we were. We barely came out to eat.

I moved into my mother's room after that first weekend. We have sex almost every night now, sometimes several times, with an occasional fuck during the day. I think I might just be the luckiest guy in the world.