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Darkside Tales - Story 49 (MF/inc/cons) 

Another Story from the DarkSide................


Incesterman......................................


Story Forty-Nine (Another Lazy, Wasted Saturday Afternoon)

   Waves of shimmering heat bounced up from the slate border surrounding 
the swimming pool as Ariel sat up.  Her skin, already a deep bronze was 
glistening with sweat as she glanced down at her watch.  It was three-thirty 
on a hot, still Saturday afternoon.  It portended to be Another Lazy, Wasted 
Saturday Afternoon as her boyfriend, Jack had already left for the day.
Oh, well, she thought to herself, it's time to go in and have a toke.  Maybe 
that'll give me a little lift so I can make it through the rest of the day.
   Turning, she looked over at her son, Christian and his girlfriend, Sara.  
They were ignoring her as usual as they playfully picked and poked at each 
other..  She watched them for a few moments noticing that her son, 
Christian, who was eighteen now had turned into quite a good looking 
young man even if she had to say so herself.  Sara, his girlfriend was 
comparably pretty, just beginning to blossom into a comely young lass.  
Sara did a good job of filling out her swimsuit, Ariel thought, but the girl 
was not in the same league as Ariel.
   Glancing down at her own body, comparing it with the girl's body,  Ariel 
knew that she would win hands down in a beauty contest.  Ariel was proud 
of her forty year old body and how well preserved it was.
It was definitely time for a toke, she mumbled, sitting up slowly, feeling 
her big, pendant breasts wiggle and roll heavily under the tiny bikini top.
	"I think that I'm going to call it a day and go inside," she 
remarked in the general direction of the cavorting teenagers.
	"What, huh," Christian laughed, turning toward his mother as 
Sara tickled him, "what, uh, what did you say, Mom?"
	"I said I going inside," she repeated herself, swinging her legs off 
the chaise lounge.
Both of teenagers stopped teasing each other for a moment and watched 
her get up.
Christian couldn't help admiring her big, drooping breasts that were barely 
covered by her skimpy bikini.  He watched them appreciatively as they 
wiggled and bobbed enticingly.  Her breasts were phenomenal, he thought, 
wishing Sara had big, soft breasts like his mothers.  God it would be 
wonderful to bury his face down between them and try to suffocate himself 
in their warm softness.
His mother was wearing a new bikini, and its brevity gave him a new 
insight on just how beautiful she really was.  The new suit barely covered 
anything and he could see that she was tan and beautiful all over.  Too bad, 
she was his mom, he thought lewdly, ashamed that he had even thought 
such a thought.  Still, the tiny suit hid only some of her abundant charms 
and her beauty was so captivating, it was working it magic even on her 
son.
Watching her rise, he saw that her whole body was glistening seductively 
with a sheen of perspiration that highlighted every fetching curve and 
cranny of her beautiful body. 
Suddenly, Christian felt a perverse twinge of excitement course through his 
hardening cock as he looked on with fascination  He vulgarly felt himself 
becoming aroused watching his mother's stroll across the patio.  Cursing 
himself for even thinking about her in a sexual way, he shamefully turned 
away from her and focused his attention back on Sara.
	"Hey, you wanta go upstairs and do it?" he whispered to Sara, 
reaching over and squeezing her breast through the thin material of her 
bathing suit.
	"What about your Mom," Sara asked him, smiling mischievously 
as she watched over his shoulder as Ariel disappear into the house.
Sara had felt a pang of envy as she had watched the older woman walk 
across the patio.  God, I wish I had an ass as pretty as hers, she had 
thought to herself as her eyes had followed Ariel across the patio.
	"She'll go to her room and have a toke," he laughed softly as he 
felt Sara's hand steal down to his throbbing manhood.
	"Wow, you are ready, aren't you?" Sara snickered, tickling his 
rock hardness through material of his bathing trunks.
	"You'd better believe it," he groaned, glancing over his shoulder 
to make sure that his mother was gone so that he could straighten out his 
growing difficulty.
	"What made you so hard," Sara grinned at him, wondering if he 
had been turned on by his mother, but not having the courage to ask him.  
	"You," he lied, feeling her hand rubbing his bulging cock through 
his bathing suit.
Pulling Sara into his arms, Christian rubbed his hard maleness against her 
groin as he kissed her long and deep.
They stood on the patio kissing for several moments, their tongues 
exploring the other's mouth wickedly until they finally they had to break 
for air.
	"Wow," Sara panted, feeling her tiny nipples harden with 
expectation, "you're making me hot, too."
	"Good, let's go," Christian puffed, taking her hand and roughly 
dragging her across the patio, "we'll have a toke and then, uh, uh, make 
love, okay?"
	"What about your mom," Sara asked him, trailing along behind 
him, "won't she smell the marijuana?"
	"Probably not, because she'll be smoking herself, but it doesn't 
matter anyway," Christian bragged, stepping inside the house, "she knows 
I smoke pot."
	"Really?" Sara exclaimed, disbelief written all over her face, "your 
mom doesn't mind that you smoke marijuana?"
	"As long as I don't do it anywhere but at home," he said softly as 
they crept across the room, "she says she doesn't mind.  In fact, she said 
she would furnish it, if I only did it at home.  How could I turn that down?"
	"Wow," Sara giggled nervously, "that's neat."
	"Mom is a neat lady," Christian boasted as they tiptoed up the 
stairs.
	"She sounds like it," Sara said reverently.
	Reaching the top of the stairs, they were greeted with the telltale 
odor of marijuana in the air.
	"See, I told you," Christian snickered, leading Sara down the 
hallway to his bedroom.
Slipping inside his room, Christian quickly stole went across the room and 
opened the drawers to his bedstand.  Reaching inside, he pulled out two 
tokes.
	"Uh, What time is it?" Sara asked nervously, seeming to be losing 
her nerve, "My mother is going to pick me up at four-thirty and I don't 
want to be soused when she gets here."
	"Uh-oh, it is already three-forty five," Christian told her, glancing 
down at his watch.  
	"Uh, maybe, uh, why don't we just share one, then?" he suggested, 
lighting one of the tokes.
	"Uh, Okay, I'll just have a couple of puffs."
They sat on the bed for a few moments solemnly puffing on the marijuana 
cigarette until it was burned down to the end.
	"Nice," Sara said, smiling inanely as she watched Christian 
stubbing the toke out, "that was some nice and mellow stuff.  Now I feel 
nice and mellow too."
	"How do I feel," Christian asked her, boldly pulling his bathing 
trunks down to reveal his jutting manhood.
	"Oh, My, Wow," Sara blushed, reaching out and taking hold of 
his throbbing maleness, "how come you're so big?"
	"You make me big," he grinned sitting down beside her.
Wrapping both of her hands around Christian's massive cock, Sara found 
that still over half of his great peter still jutted up above her clenched fists.
	"God, it must be at least a foot long," she said adoringly as she ran 
her hands up and down the entire length of its rigid stiffness.
	"Almost, but I'm an inch short," he gloated, slipping his fingers 
under the waist band of her bikini bottom. 
	"Big deal, one little inch," Sara snickered as she let him skillfully 
skin the bottom of her bathing suit down her long, shapely legs.
	"Oh, you are horny, aren't you?" she tittered excitedly as he 
suddenly began forcing her down onto her back.
	"I've been wanting to fuck you all afternoon," he panted, pushing 
her down onto the bed.
	"I could tell," she giggled, spreading her legs apart to reveal her 
youthful, little fuzz covered womanhood.
Looking down at her youthful pussy, Christian saw that the soft, curls of 
golden hair that covered her mons pubis seemed almost nonexistent.  
Grinning expectantly, she continued to spread her legs apart wider and 
wider.  The opening of her puffy little cunt was sticky with her wetness and 
the fleshy lips surrounding it were stuck together hiding her inner 
sanctum.   Then, as she spread herself wider, the lips finally parted and her 
cunt gaped open, wet and ready.
	"God, you have a beautiful pussy," Christian groaned, clumsily 
scrambling to his hands and knees.
Lying on her back looking up at him, Sara stared at his huge, thick cock, 
slashing back and forth angrily as he crawled up between her outstretched 
legs.  It was like some evil, one-eyed serpent seeking prey.  Finding it, it 
stopped directly above her gaping little snatch.
	"Every time we do it, I don't think it will fit," she whispered 
fearfully, "but it always does."
	"I don't know how it all fits in your tiny, little hole," Christian 
groaned, taking hold of his cock and slowly guiding it down towards her 
wet, drooling slit.
Tenderly, he placed the great, purple head of his cock down in between the 
soft, wet lips of her cunt and slowly began to push the throbbing monster 
down into her hot, tightness.
	"Oh, My, God," Sara gasped as she felt his cock sliding down into 
her waiting wetness, "you're too big."
	"Fuck you're tight," he groaned, straining to force his entire 
eleven inches down into her hot sucking softness. "Oh, Fuck, it feels so 
good."
	"God, yes," Sara gasped as she felt his huge, swollen cockhead 
finally grind up against her cervix and his hairy belly rub up against her 
belly.
	"God, I love the way you fuck me," Sara gurgled as Christian 
began to slide his huge, thick cock in and out of her dripping little slit.
Meanwhile, down in her room, Ariel had finished her second toke and felt 
her melancholy slowly begin to lift.  
Struggling up to a sitting position, she groggily lit her third happy cigarette 
and took a long, deep breath, inhaling the magic smoke deep into her 
lungs.  After holding the smoke trapped in her lungs for several seconds, 
she finally blew it out.
	"I wonder what Christian and Sara are doing," she said out loud.  
	"It sure is quiet down in his room," she muttered, laughing 
drunkenly, "maybe they need a chaperone."
Sliding over to the edge of the bed, she eased her feet to the floor and 
tipsily tried to get to her feet.  In her state of inebriation, it took several 
tries but at last she was finally able to stagger to her feet.  Wavering back 
and forth, she stood by the bed for several moments trying to regain control 
of her faculties.
"Whew, I tink I'm a little tispy," she giggled euphoricly as she stumbled 
over to the door.
Still puffing on her toke and holding onto the wall for support, Ariel slowly 
made her way down the hallway toward her son's room. It seemed to her to 
take forever, but at last she tottered up to his door.  Blinking her eyes to 
clear them, she saw that the door was ajar.  Leaning closer, she heard 
strange sounds coming from inside.
Curiously, she peeked inside.  
Even in her befuddled state, she was shocked almost beyond belief.  She 
could feel her heart actually stop beating.  She couldn't believe her eyes as 
she reeled back in surprise.  All she could see was her son's hairy, 
muscular ass rising and falling and his huge cock sliding in and out of 
Sara's pussy. Ariel couldn't believe what she was seeing.  How could this 
be happening, she drunkenly asked herself. How could they be so brazen to 
do it right in front of her face?  Even as she felt herself disgusted and 
sickened by the sight, she couldn't take her eyes off her son's penis as it 
slashed in and out of the girl's tight, wet cunt. Unable to stop herself, she 
watched on with perverse amazement as her son's big, dangling balls 
slapped against the girl's upturned buttocks every time he drove his cock 
into her.   Appalled by what she was witnessing, she was horrified to feel a 
sudden, searing flash of excitement run through her own womanhood as 
she realized that her son's penis was huge.  She was astounded at the size 
of his cock.  He was enormous.  She had never seen a man hung so 
monstrously.  Gaping on in wonder and shock, she found herself becoming 
sexually excited.  Shamefully aware of her feelings, she couldn't stop her 
hand as it crept down to her burning womanhood.  Then to her own shock, 
she started rubbing herself through her bathing suit.
God, she was going crazy with shame and disgust while at the same time 
she was wickedly excited by what she was watching.  Abruptly, she knew 
she had to leave, before they saw her or she gave herself away. 
Then just as she started to back away she heard her son groan and slam 
himself down into Sara as hard as he possibly could.
	"OH, FUCK, OH FUCK, OFUCKIMCUMMMINNNN," he 
growled as he rammed his cock into Sara as deep as he could.
	"MEEEEETTTTOOOOOOOOOO," Sara blathered out, wrapping 
her long, tanned legs around Christian's waist, pulling him down even 
deeper into her wet, clutching cunt.
Stopping her retreat, Ariel stared down at their obscene union.  Her eyes 
were glued on the spot where their two bodies became one.  Then as she 
gawked on in disbelief, she was stunned to see a flood of her son's thick, 
white love-cream come oozing around the thick, pink shaft of his cock.  As 
he thrust himself into the girl, the thick, pure essence of his manhood came 
gushing out in waves every time his ass clenched and he shot another load 
into the girl.   More and more cum came spilling out, down onto the bed 
where it formed a puddle below her firm, round ass.  Ariel couldn't believe 
her eyes as she continued to stare at their wet, leaking union.  She was 
growing more and more aroused as she watched more and more of her 
son's thick, viscid milk pour out of the girl.
All of a sudden, in the blink of an eye, her son was no longer a boy.  He 
was now a man in her eyes.  Reeling in fascination and excitement, she 
watched her son continue to hump Sara again and again, emptying his 
potent charge of hot, thick semen into the girl.
Then at last, Christian collapsed on top of Sara.  Finally, Ariel was able to 
stagger back away from the door.  Turning, she tottered down the hallway 
toward her room, her head spinning with the memory of what she had 
seen.  Appalled by what she had seen, she was unable to make her legs 
function properly and bumped into the wall several times as she careened 
down the hallway.  Finally, she reached the sanctuary of her bedroom and 
bolting inside, quickly closed the door behind her.  Her mind was in such 
turmoil, she didn't know what to do as she stood leaning against the door, 
hoping that her son hadn't heard her reckless retreat back to her room.
Christian, still in the nether world of satisfaction following his eruption lay 
on top of Sara with his cock slowly retreating back down the drenched 
channel of her vagina.  Then, he thought he heard something thumping on 
the wall outside in the hallway.
	"Wow, that........." Sara started only to be shushed by Christian.
	"SHHhhhhhhhhh," he shushed her, listening intently, wondering 
if it had been his mother.  God, had his mother had seen them making 
love?
	"I thought I heard someone out in the hallway," Christian 
whispered after several moments of silence.
Slowly, Christian pulled his half-hard cock back out of Sara's dripping 
cunt.
	"Ow," she complained as she felt his cock finally pop out of her 
abused cunt.
Easing back out from between her legs, Christian stealthily stepped down 
onto the floor.  Creeping across his room, he stopped at the door and 
slowly peered out into the hallway.  There was no one there, but he could 
smell the indistinct, but unmistakable aroma of marijuana in the air.  He 
knew that his mother had been there only moments before.  Wondering 
what to do, he quickly decided not to tell Sara, hoping that she wouldn't 
know that he was hiding it from her.
	"I guess that I was just hearing things," he lied as he walked back 
over to the bed, his big, drooping dick flopping about heavily.
	"Your cock is cute after you have cum," Sara laughed softly, "it 
just kind of bounces around all over the place.  It's not hard and all."
	"Hey, you'd better get cleaned up," he grinned at her, looking 
down at his watch, "your mother will be  here in five or ten minutes."
	"Yeah, now that you've had your fill," she pouted, "you're ready to 
get rid of me."
Back in her room, Ariel was finally able to stagger over to her bed.  
Flopping down on it, she rolled over on her back and closed her eyes.  As 
she did, the image of her son's big, beautiful cock came flooding back into 
her mind.  Her whole consciousness was filled with the obscene image of it 
sliding in and out of Sara's tiny pussy.  It was as if the image had been 
indelibly stamped into her brain leaving behind scar tissue that would 
never heal.  It left her permanently scared.  She would always have the 
picture of her son's great, glistening prick in her mind.  
Once again, she found herself rubbing her aching womanhood through the 
thin material of her bathing suit as she replayed the vision over and over 
again in her mind.  How could she be thinking of him like this she berated 
herself as she felt the material of her bathing suit growing wet and sticky 
with her excitement.  God, was she going crazy?  She had never in her 
wildest imaginations thought of Christian as anything other than her 
beautiful baby boy.  Now, her mind was filled with his overwhelming 
maleness.
She had to stop, she told herself.  But as if to mock her own conscience, 
she found herself slipping her bikini bottom down her long, tanned legs 
anyway.  She tried to stop thinking about him, but she couldn't.  The next 
thing she knew, her finger found her throbbing clitoris and began to tease 
it.  Oh, God, I've got to stop thinking about Christian, she groaned as she 
spread her legs open and dipped one long finger down into her hot, 
clutching cunt.  Then, as she slowly eased her finger in and out of her 
dripping cunt, she heard a car horn blaring outside.  She knew that Sara's 
mother had come by to pick up Sara.  
Slowly fucking herself with her finger, she listened and heard Sara and 
Christian thump down the stairs and slam the door as they left the house. 
After a few seconds, she heard the car drive off.  A few seconds later she 
heard the front door closing.  It was probably Christian coming back 
inside, she shuddered.
Without warning, she felt an inexplicable excitement flash through her 
body.  She and Christian were now alone in the house.
Why would this arouse her so totally, she wondered.  They had been alone 
in the house millions of times before and nothing had happened.  Not even 
after she had divorced Christian's father, seven years ago.  Christian had 
come to her room several times late at night and slept with her to get them 
over their shock at being left alone.  They had never done anything wrong 
then.  They  had not even touched each other, even in a nonsexual way.  
But, that was then, she thought to herself, and now was now.  That was 
when Christian had been her little boy and now he was a man. 
Mysteriously, it was somehow different now.  She couldn't explain it, but it 
was definitely different.  It was as if  a stranger had just entered the house.  
But at the same time it was her son.  It was as if he had separated into two 
distinct and definable personalities in the matter of a few seconds.
Confused and mortified that she could think of Christian in two totally 
different ways, she couldn't stop herself from fingering her burning clitoris.  
Then, suddenly, the door to her room opened and Christian stood in the 
doorway staring down at her vulnerable nakedness.  
	"Mom, I........................" she heard him say as he stopped and 
stood staring down at her exposed femininity.
	She had to cover herself, she thought frantically, but found herself 
paralyzed, unable to move to cover herself.  Instead, she lay there staring 
up at him stupidly. 
	Neither of them moved for the longest time as time seemed to 
stop.  They stared into each other's eyes, searching for something.  Neither 
of them could bring themselves to break the spell.  It was if they were 
under the spell of some malignant sorcerer who had them under his 
control.  Finally, after what seemed like hours, Ariel was able to tear her 
eyes away from his, but still she couldn't bring herself to cover her 
nakedness.  As her eyes flitted about frantically, they dropped down to his 
crotch.  
	As her eyes found the huge bulge in his bathing trunks, she 
couldn't keep from gasping. It was very obvious that her son had an 
erection.  
	Christian didn't know what to do or say as he stared down at his 
mother lying on the bed in front of him.  When her eyes had left his, his 
eyes immediately swept down to the wet, glistening gash pink between her 
long, tanned legs.  He had never seen his mother's womanhood before.  It 
was so delicate, so beautifully feminine, so exciting, he nearly died.  This 
couldn't be happening, he thought, as he stared down at the weeping gash 
of pink flesh slowly drooling her juices down the crack of her ass onto the 
bed.  He couldn't take his eyes off the gaping wound as it peeked out from 
the forest of curly brown hair covering  her soft, rounded underbelly.  
	Why didn't she cover herself up, he wondered in amazement as he 
continued to stare at her exposed vagina, feeling himself growing harder by 
the second.  Did she want him, could she want him to make love to her he 
wondered as time crept by and she made no effort to hide her nakedness.  
What did she want him to do?  Then, almost in answer to his question, he 
saw her legs spread just a tiny bit wider.  What could she be thinking, he 
wondered as he looked back up to her face and saw that she was staring 
down at where his throbbing cock was bulging out against his bathing 
trunks.  
	This couldn't be happening, he told himself.  He was transfixed as 
he stood before her.  He was so confused, he didn't know what to do.  His 
eyes flicked back from her face to her wet, drooling womanhood several 
times.  Her eyes, however, never wavered from his crotch.  She seemed to 
be waiting for him to expose himself to her as she was presenting her 
exposed femininity to him.  
	At last, after what seemed like ages had passed, Christian's 
passion overrode his fear of the consequences.  He decided to find out if his 
mother wanted him as badly as he wanted her.  It was as if his body was 
being consumed by an unholy fever that only she could quench.  She must 
allow him to drain off his festerous malignancy inside her soft, warm 
womanhood. 
Without taking his eyes away from his mother's eyes, he slowly hooked his 
thumbs under the waistband of his trunks.  Taking a deep breath, he began 
to ease his trunks down off his hips, watching for the first sign of alarm in 
his mother's beautiful eyes.  Instead of fear and alarm, he saw her eyes 
watching him with expectancy, almost eagerly awaiting for him to reveal 
himself to her.  He continued to ease his trunks down farther and farther 
until at last, his giant, swollen cock lurched and sprang out into the open.  
	As his cock flopped out into the open, he saw his mother's eyes 
flare open almost as if in disbelief as she stared at his pulsating monster.
	"Oh, My, God," she whispered as she saw her son's giant penis 
slither out of his bathing trunks, jutting out at her in all of its evil 
malevolence.
	She had never seen any as beautiful, or anything that held such 
evil and destruction.  It was beautiful, but to feel it inside her would seal 
their fate and change their lives in a devastating way.  She suddenly found 
it hard to breathe as she stared at the gigantic cylinder of hard, throbbing 
man-meat jutting out from her son's belly, obscenely pointing directly at 
her waiting womanhood.  She knew that if she didn't do something to stop 
the whirlpool of incestual desire that they were caught up in, they would 
both soon be drowned in its horrific repugnance.  But even as she fought to 
speak, she felt drugged and unable to move.
	Neither of them moved for the longest time as they stared into 
each other's eyes.  As if some ancient convention was being tested, both of 
them were afraid to trust the other's intention.  As they stared at each 
other, the air inside the room was becoming more and more charged with 
their restrained passions.  There was so much erotic desire flowing between 
them, it was heating the room.  
	Then Ariel's eyes dropped back down to her son's huge, bounding, 
throbbing manhood.  She couldn't believe this was happening.  How could 
it be?  It was so wrong, yet, it seemed so right, so sensible.  She loved her 
son as she could never love another man.  She had always loved him so 
deeply.  When he had been hurt, she ached.  When he had a scrape, she 
had bled.  Now would she make the supreme sacrifice for him?  Would she 
be able to give him the one thing that was forbidden between mother and 
son?  Could she give him her body, her soul, her sexual love?  If this was 
what he wanted, how could she refuse him? 
	At last, Christian was able to bring his legs to work.  Like a 
drunken zombie, he took a tiny, faltering step toward his mother.  His cock 
was so hard it ached as it bounded up and down wildly.  Then he took 
another step, and another until he was standing at the foot of his mother's 
bed staring down at her pussy that lay open, glistening wetly with her 
excitement. 
	The only movement he had detected from his mother was her 
eyes.  She still had made no attempt to cover her nakedness.  On the other 
hand, she hadn't indicated that she wanted him to make love to her either.  
She had made no movement that would indicate that she wanted him to 
bring their confrontation to an end one way, or the other.
	Standing at the foot of her bed, he was torn between desire and 
fear.  Should he take that last final step.  Should he take the step that 
would forever change their feeling for each other?  Although on separated 
by inches, that last step was miles wide.  It would take all the courage he 
could find to take it.  He stood there quivering with want, but afraid to step 
over the line that would plunge them both into the abyss of eternal 
damnation.  
	Then, he saw her hand move.  Her finger, that had been touching 
her clitoris slowly retreated back and then her hand slowly began to move 
away from her womanhood, creeping up over her stomach.  Even though 
her hand withdrew from her exposed femininity, she made no effort to 
close her legs or hide her vulnerability. 
	Christian watched her hand as it crept higher and higher until it 
was joined by her other hand between her breasts.  She stopped for a 
moment, he hands clutching the tiny clasp that held her bikini top secure.  
Then with one quick flick of her fingers, she unfastened her bikini top and 
the material sprang open revealing her big, beautiful breasts.
	As her top flew apart revealing her breasts, Christian felt his cock 
lurch and jump with expectant excitement.  It was the sign he had been 
waiting for.  Tossing caution to the wind, he climbed onto the bed and 
scrambled up between his mother's long, tan outstretched legs.  Staring 
down at the wet, oozing gash of soft pink flesh that gaped open so 
invitingly, he stopped with his great, bobbing cock pulsating above it 
threateningly.  
	He had never known such need or desire.  It was as if his very soul 
was on fire and the only way he could put of the hellish fire was to 
immerse himself in his mother's hot, wet cunt.  Then, to his utter delight 
and shock, he watched as his mother slowly lift her hand.  As she reached 
for him, it took every last ounce of his control to keep from spewing out his 
load of hot, heavy semen all over her hand when she finally touched him.  
	"Oh, Mother," he groaned as he watched her bend his thick, 
unyielding cock down, pointing the swollen purple headed monster down 
at her gaping woman-wound.
	Trying to control the urge to drive his cock into her in one brutal 
thrust, he waited as she fitted the great round cockhead down into the 
steaming opening of her vagina.
	"Now, Baby, NOW, put it in Mommy," she told him, lifting her 
pelvis up at him and urging him to enter her most sacred of sacred places.
	"Oh, Fuck," he gasped as he slowly eased his massive penis down 
into the scalding, sucking core of her cunt, "God, I Love it."
	She was so hot and ready for him, his cock didn't hesitate on its 
journey down into the inviolate sanctum of her motherly vagina.
	Barely able to keep from slamming his long, thick maleness into 
her, Christian slowly eased it down until it was totally immersed inside her 
hot, clutching cunt.  He couldn't believe that his huge cock was completely 
buried down inside of his mother. It had only taken seconds for him to 
completely transform their lives.  Now instead of mother and son, they 
were lovers.  He had never experienced pleasure so deep and intense.  It 
threatened to short out his touch with reality. 
	Then rising up, he hunched into her, thrusting his cock even 
deeper into the unprofaned depths of her hot, aching motherhood.  Holding 
his cock thrust down into her as hard as he could, he leaned down and 
hungrily sucked a giant, swollen nipple into his mouth.
	"Ohhhhhhh, My, Babiiiiieeeeee," Ariel moaned as she grabbed 
hold her son's ass and dug her long, pink fingernails deep into the hard 
muscles of his ass.
Sucking on her swollen, bulbous nipple, he grabbed hold of her breast and 
roughly massaged it as he continued to grind his cock into her.
 	"Oh, Baby, Fuck Mommy," Ariel groaned, thrusting herself up at 
him.
	"Oh, God, Mother," Christian gasped, spitting out her nipple and 
jerking his cock back down the drenched channel of her cunt.
Without pausing, Christian began to hammer his cock into her mother's 
cunt as if his very life depended on it.  In and out, in and out like a 
madman, faster and faster until his hips were a blur.
	"Oh, Fuck, Oh, Fuck, Oh, Fuck," he blathered out as he drove 
himself into her brutally.
	She took the entire length of his monstrous organ down into the 
deep depths of her drenched cunt every time.  As he drove himself into her, 
he could feel her thrust herself up at him hungrily.  She wanted all he 
could give every time he slammed his cock into her.  Clenching his 
pistoning ass cheeks in her hands, she dug her long nails into him urging 
him to fuck her faster and faster.
	As they wildly fucked, she obscenely lifted her lovely, long legs up 
into the air and wrapped her thighs around his waist.  Squeezing him 
tightly between her strong, smooth thighs, she dug  her heels into his ass, 
coaxing him to drive his huge cock into her burning love-wound deeper 
and deeper.
Like two battling degenerate beasts, they tore at each other.  Their bodies 
clashed together again and again as if they seemed bent on destroying each 
other.  They hurled themselves together time after time in incestual 
combat.  Growls and animal sounds escaped from them as they fucked and 
fucked.
Ariel couldn't get enough of her son's gigantic cock.  She had never had a 
penis fill her so full and stretch her almost beyond her capacity, but still 
she had to have more of him.  She had never dreamed that his cock was so 
long, so thick, so huge.  He was almost to large for her.  Despite his size, 
she needed all of him inside her burning, aching cunt as she grunted and 
strained to pull him deeper and deeper into her with each savage thrust.  
Never had she even dreamed of making love to her son and now she 
couldn't imagine not doing it.  She couldn't ever remember being fucked so 
hard and passionately.  Thrusting herself up at him every time he slammed 
his cock into her burning, aching cunt, she tried to absorb him through her 
stinging pussy.
	"Oh, Fuck, Baby, Oh, Fuck, Baby, I, Need, It, I Need, It," she 
blabbered out as Christian continued to ream her sopping, scalding cunt 
with his giant prick. Christian had never felt such power and control in his 
whole life.  He had never even fantasized about having sex with his mother 
and now he was atop her fucking her brains out and she was loving it.  
How could he be plunging his manthing down into her most hallowed 
sanctity and have her wanting more?  She was giving him the only thing 
that a mother should never share with her son, never ever, but she was 
willingly giving it up to him.  The feeling of complete dominance was such 
ecstasy, he never wanted to stop.  He wanted to fuck her forever and ever. 
Suddenly, Christian abruptly stopped driving his cock into his mother's 
drenched cunt.
	"Whatthhmmmmmpppfffffff," she started to say before her mouth 
was covered by Christian's as he kissed her deep and wetly. Driving his 
tongue deep into her mouth, he explored her mouth before sucking her hot, 
probing tongue into his mouth.  Kissing and sucking on each other, they 
groveled in incestuous ecstasy.  Keeping his thick, hard cock shoved down 
into his mother's hot cunt, he could feel the pouting, meaty lips of her 
painfully swollen cunt pulsing tightly around his hardness.  As they 
passionately devoured each other, she gently milked his swollen manhood 
with her strong, flexible cunt muscles. Finally, Christian had to break for 
air.  Gasping for breath, he tore his mouth from hers and dove down onto 
her huge, rolling breasts.  Grabbing the soft, pliable flesh of her breasts in 
his hands, he squeezed and kneaded both of her beautiful breasts while he 
sucked on first one nipple and then the other great swollen nipple.  He had 
never felt anything as soft and warm and wonderful as her big, beautiful 
breasts.  He wanted to rub his face in their wonderful softness forever and 
never stop.  But even after a few moments, he felt his mother's impatience 
as she began to move against him, urging him to make love to her again. 
Reluctantly releasing her great mammaries, he quickly began to fuck her 
dripping, burning cunt again.
	"Oh, Yes, Oh, Yes, Baby, Oh, Yes, My, Baby, Do It to Mommy," 
she gurgled, thrusting herself up against him once again, taking him to the 
limit every time. Like a madman, he slammed his slid his gigantic 
maleness in and out of her deep wetness so fast his hips became a blur.  In 
and out, his giant cock slashed, slinging her spewing juices flying all over 
the bed.  As he fucked her, he could smell her musky, pungency as the 
room filled with the erotic odor of her sex.
	"Oh, God, Baby, Yes, Yes, Yes, Oh Fucckkkkkkkkkkk," she 
groaned as her whole body began to shake and quiver uncontrollably. 
	"OHFUCKIMCUMMMMNNNNNNN," she screamed out at him.
Christian couldn't believe it.  In his mind, he would always be her little 
boy, yet now he could make his mother cum.  And cumming she was.  The 
sudden feeling of omnipotence that washed over him was too much and he 
felt his cock give a mighty lurch inside her spasming pussy.  Suddenly, a 
spout of his boiling semen spurted out into her sucking, clenching socket.
	"OHMYGOD," Ariel screamed again, as she felt the white hot 
geyser of his thick, scalding hot boy-cream spewing out onto the bruised 
and raw lining of her cunt.
	"OHHHMMMOOOTTHHERRRRFFFUUUCCKKKKK!" 
Christian bellowed out as he rammed his cock into her hot, absorbing 
womanhood and let it spew out its lethal load inside of her.
	"OhYesMyBabyFillMotherUpWithYourWonderfulCream," she 
blurted out as she felt his cock jerk again and squirt another gigantic 
gusher of cum into her.
	"Oh, Fuck, Mommy," Christian sobbed uncontrollably as he felt 
his cock jerk and jerk, spewing out eruption after eruption of his thick, 
gooey cum into his mother. At last her cunt could hold no more and it 
came oozing out around his cock just as it had done with Sara. Again and 
again, his mighty weapon bucked and exploded inside of her mother's 
overflowing cunt.  Ariel couldn't believe how much semen her son's 
gargantuan penis was spewing into her as she felt it begin to leak out of her 
cunt and trickle down the crack of her ass.  God, she thought, she had 
never seen such virility in a man.  Was it ever going to stop erupting inside 
of her?
	"OH, God, Mother," Christian cried out, afraid that he had broken 
something inside of his cock because it wouldn't stop spurting. He had shot 
out so much of his thick, spunky cum, his balls were beginning to hurt.
	"It's okay, Baby, fill Mommy full," she cooed to him trying to 
comfort him. Then suddenly, with one last mighty heave, his cock abruptly 
stopped ejaculating and with a groan, Christian collapsed down on top of 
her. She had never experienced such unbridled passion before.  It had left 
her exhausted,  both mentally and physically.  Strangely, Christian seemed 
to weigh nothing and she hardly felt him pressing down on her at all.  This 
was discomforting because she knew that he had to weigh at least one 
hundred and eighty pounds.  Then glancing over, she saw that most of his 
weight was resting on his arms as he held them up against her body.  As 
they lay in each other's arms, Christian snuggled his face down into the 
crook of her neck and lovingly nuzzled her, kissing her softly. Neither of 
them spoke for the longest time as they lay joined together in their 
incestual marriage.  Then she realized that his massive penis wasn't 
shrinking.  It remained hard and thick, lodged inside of her aching cunt 
like a giant cork.  Why wasn't he like other men, she wondered.  Why 
didn't his cock shrivel up and slip out of her cunt?  Instead, it lay inside of 
her, thick, swollen and throbbing with potency.  How could this be, she 
wondered, knowing that he had also shot more cum into her than any other 
man.  Then she felt his cock twitch inside of her.  Not knowing what to 
expect, she was startled when Christian slowly rose up onto his elbows and 
looked down at her. Their eyes met and locked.  She could see the love in 
his eyes as it flowed between them.  Then she felt him begin to move inside 
of her once again.  Bending down, Christian kissed her long and hard as 
he slowly pulled his thick, bloated cock down the foamy channel of her 
cunt.  Then, giving her soft, pouting lips a tender nibble, she slowly eased 
his huge cock back into her again, sliding it in until the thick, puffy 
cockhead nudged up against her cervix. Then, he began to fuck her with 
long, slow strokes, filling her completely, but lovingly.  She had never been 
fucked so tenderly, so gently.  It was as if he was afraid her pussy was 
made of delicate china and he would break it.  Slowly, he pumped his cock 
in and out of her bruised, aching cunt, churning their juices into a thick, 
frothy lather that slowly dripped out of her tight slit.  Then, stopping for a 
moment, keeping his colossal cock thrust up inside of her, he reached over 
and picked up one of her tokes up off the nightstand.  Lighting it, he took a 
long drag on the cigarette, filling his mouth and lungs with marijuana 
smoke.  Leaning down, he crushed his mouth down onto hers and gently 
forced the smoke into her mouth.  Taking his cue, she took in a deep breath 
and filled her lungs with the shared smoke.  They both held their breath for 
several seconds as they felt the intoxication once again begin to spread 
through their blood stream.  Taking another long, deep drag, Christian 
repeated the kiss and filled his mother's lungs a second time, and a third 
before the toke burned down to his fingers. Stubbing out the weed, 
Christian slowly began to fuck his mother again.  It was as if they were in 
some dark, enchanted fantasy land.  Ariel could see the sun was going 
down and the room was gradually growing darker and darker as they 
fucked and fucked.  Ever so slowly, Christian kept stroking her with long, 
deep strokes, completely filling her hot, dripping cunt with his cock.  Then 
he would back out only to slide it back inside of her over and over again. 
Lying under him, feeling his magnificent penis impaling her time after 
time, Ariel felt herself drifting away from reality and floating on a gigantic 
wave of hedonistic pleasure.  Her whole being was centered entirely on her 
aching cunt where her son's lovely penis was slowly sliding in and out of 
her.  Her cunt had grown extremely sensitive and she imagined that she 
could even feel the thick, blue blood vessels that encircled his cock.  They 
were distended, filled with his, hot blood.  They bulged out arrogantly to 
keep the massive cylinder of meat filled with blood.  He was so big, every 
time he slipped his cock back into her, it drug her clit down along the 
barrel, driving her insane with pleasure.  Then without realizing it, she 
found herself climaxing as tiny, little explosions of sensual joy filled her 
mind over and over again.  It was like watching a fourth of July fireworks 
display, except it was going on in her head.  Explosion after explosion 
shook her body, immersing her in such pleasure, she lost contact with 
reality and floated in the thick luxury of pure sexual indulgence.  On and 
on she floated, not having a care in the world as her mind was being 
overloaded by the sensual bombardment.  At last, she could endure it no 
longer and slipped off into unconsciousness. Slowly, she opened her eyes.  
Her room was dimly lit by the fading light.  Lying in her bed, foggily 
trying to recollect the events that had led up to this moment, she wondered 
why her room seemed to be growing lighter.  Slowly, afraid that her head 
would fall off if she moved to quickly, she turned and looked at the clock 
on her nightstand.  It read 7:00, so why was it getting light outside.  Had 
she gone insane?  Maybe it had all been a terrible nightmare, she thought 
until she moved her legs and felt a twinge of pain between them.  Running 
her hand down to her aching womanhood, she found that her inner thighs 
were coated with a film of thick, creamy sap. Then her mind crazily 
lurched back to her incestuous violation by Christian.  God, had it really 
happened.  She knew it had.  What an afternoon.  But why was it getting 
light.  Suddenly, she realized that they must have fucked all night long and 
now it was morning.  She must have had too much marijuana, because she 
couldn't remember it all.  But, where was Christian?  Why had he left?  
Was he disgusted by what they had done? Then, as if to answer to her 
question, she heard the distant sound of water running through the pipes of 
the house.  Apparently Christian was taking a shower in his bathroom. 
Sitting up, she suddenly felt she had to explain to him why she had taken 
him into her bed.  He must know the reason, but chillingly, she realized 
that there was no reason other than her sick lechery.  She hadn't planned it, 
but her perverse desire to have him make love to her had overcome her.  
Somehow, she had to explain it to him so that he wouldn't take all the 
blame himself. Swinging her long, tanned legs off the bed, she groggily 
stood up and stumbled toward the door.  Seeing herself in the mirror, she 
quickly decided that a shower wouldn't hurt her either as her legs and 
stomach were coated with the evidence of their unholy recklessness.  
Rushing into her bathroom, she quickly showered.  Stepping out her 
shower, she toweled herself off and wrapped the towel around her waist.  
Reaching for her robe, she stopped.  Looking in the mirror, she decided to 
leave her large, pendant breasts bare.  Christian liked to look at her breasts, 
so maybe this would show him how she felt toward him now.  Having 
regained the use of her legs again, she walked over to the door and stepped 
out into the hallway. As she started toward Christian's room, she was taken 
by surprise when he suddenly stepped out into the hallway.  Both of them 
stopped dead as they stared at each other.  His eyes quickly dropped to her 
great, drooping breasts.  They were bare and dangling down heavily.    She 
could easily see that he wasn't feeling the remorse she thought he might be 
as he was stark naked.  Even though the sun was barely up and she was 
barely awake, her eyes quickly flitted down to his great, half-hard cock 
dangling down between his muscular legs.  How could she be drawn to him 
so easily, she wondered as she felt a sudden twinge of perverse desire 
spring up inside her battered, bruised pussy. Tearing her eyes away from 
his manhood, she saw that he was staring back at her with love and desire 
filling his eyes.
	"Oh, Christian," she moaned, quickly rushing down the hallway 
into his waiting arms.  "I Love you so much."
	"God, Mother, I Love you more than life itself," he groaned, 
taking into his strong, young arms and pulling her into him. Crushing his 
mouth down onto hers, he kissed her long and deep.  She could feel his 
maleness slowly brush against her leg as it began to harden and lift itself. 
Abruptly, she had the overpowering urge to feel his giant cock inside of her 
mouth before he became too big. Falling to her knees before him, she lifted 
his dangling penis up to her mouth and quickly sucked him into her 
mouth.
	"Oh, My, God mother," he wheezed as his cock quickly began to 
grow harder and bigger. Sucking him into her mouth, her warm, soft lips 
cupped the bullet-hard,  bursting  head of his penis as she lovingly sucked 
on it. The unanticipated attack on his cock by his mother had driven 
Christian almost instantly to the point of ejaculation.
	"God, Mother, I'm going to cum," he gasped, fighting to hold it 
back, but rapidly loosing the battle, "Mother, Please, I can't stop it."
Ignoring his pleas, she engulfed the smooth head of his bulging prick in 
her mouth, gently swirling her tongue around it twitching hardness again 
and again. To Christian, her lips were like bands of fire, encircling his 
cock in a ring of ecstasy sending pleasure running down his cock with 
maddening excitement.  
	"I CAN'T STOP MOTHER," he blurted out as his cock began to 
jerk and pumped out a gusher of thick, foamy cream into his mother's hot, 
sucking mouth.  Ariel didn't hesitate as she quickly nursed down his thick, 
rich, sperm filled cream while he continued to empty the contents of his 
swollen testicles into her mouth.  Grabbing his dangling, spasming gonads 
in her hands, she cupped them lovingly, squeezing and pulling on them.  
Sinfully enjoying the feel of his hot, potent semen spurting into her mouth, 
she tried to coax more and more it into her mouth as she hungrily devoured 
his offering.
	"Oh, My, Fucking God," he cried as he thrust his spurting, jerking 
penis into his mother's mouth, "God, Mother, it's too much."
Suddenly, jerking his still spurting cock out of her mouth, he fell to his 
knees.
	"Oh, Baby, I'm sorry," Ariel gushed, reaching down and taking 
hold of his cock as it continued to buck and spew cum, "keep on cumming, 
Baby, cum all you can."
	"Oh, Fuck," he shuddered as his mother masturbated him and he 
continued to erupt,  spurting out thick strings of his foamy cum all over her 
hands and stomach. At last, his great cock stopped lurching in her hand.  
	"God, Mother, I'm so sorry," he blathered, tears of pain, 
humiliation and pleasure coursing down his face.
	"For what?" she asked, leaning forward and tenderly kissing the 
tears from his face, "It was wonderful.  Anything we do together is 
wonderful, don't you think?"
	"I've never felt this way, Mother," he whimpered.
	"I know baby, neither have I," she smiled lovingly.
	"If this is what love is," he said softly, "I'll never be able to love 
another woman, Mother.  I love you too deeply."
	"Our new love is wonderful," she whispered, pulling him to her 
and hugging him tightly, "and it will only grow stronger and stronger with 
time."
	"God, Mother, I have to have you," he growled, staggering to his 
feet, his giant peter already hardening with growing expectation. Bending 
down, he swept his mother up in his arms.  Straining under her beautifully 
compacted one-hundred and twenty pounds, he lifted her.
	"My goodness," she gasped, amazed at his strength, "I didn't 
know you had such muscles."
	"Then, there are a lot of things I didn't know about you," she 
smiled wickedly as he staggered down the hall toward his bedroom.
As she spoke, her hand found her son's growing manhood and lovingly 
fondled it as he clomped down the hallway. Straining under her weight, he 
finally made it to his room.  Staggering inside, he quickly stumbled over to 
his bed and delicately deposited his mother down onto it. Sensing her son's 
immediate need, Ariel quickly spread her long, bronzed legs apart and 
reaching down to her womanhood spread herself open for him.
	"Oh, God, Mother," Christian gasped, crawling up between her 
outstretched legs, "I love you so much."
	"I love you too, my son," she cooed, reaching up and guiding his 
jutting hardness down into the soft, waiting core of her soul, "and I always 
will with all my heart and soul."
Thrusting himself down into her, Christian buried himself all the way to 
the hilt inside of her hot, meaty cunt with in one swift thrust.
Holding himself buried deep inside of her salivating vagina, Christian bent 
down and softly kissed her full, pouting lips.
	"Will you let me make love to you again, uh, I mean after today?" 
he asked her slowly sliding his cock in and out of her weeping slit.  "I don't 
want to ever quit making love to you."
	"I would never stop you from making love to me," she cooed, 
thrusting herself back up at him, sucking him back into her aching cunt, 
"how could I after today?"
	"Do you really mean it?" he asked incredulously, stopping to give 
her another soft, loving kiss on the lips.
	"Of, course, my silly little boy," she laughed softly, "you are my 
new lover."
	"What about Jack?" Christian asked her, jealousy creeping into his 
voice.
	"I suppose that would depend upon you and Sara," Ariel returned 
with a hint of possessiveness in her voice.  "Would you be able to give her 
up?"
	"Uh, give up Sara," Christian gulped, thinking about the 
consequences of becoming his mother's lover.
	"I will give up Jack," she said possessively, "if you give up Sara."
	"Gosh, Mom," he mumbled, feeling her tighten the satiny sheath 
of her vagina around his cock, softly milking him with her cunt muscles, 
"oh, Fuck, I'll do anything to make love to you."
	"Good," she sighed, relaxing her hold on his cock, "I'll tell Jack 
that it is all over."
	"Does this mean that I get to sleep with you?" Christian asked 
tentatively.
	"Of, course, my love, every night," she murmured as he slowly 
started fucking her again, "and we'll make love every night, all night 
long."
	"Oh, God, Mother," Christian groaned as he began to pound his 
cock into her with a vengeance, "every night with my own mother.  I've 
died and gone to heaven."
	"So have I," she laughed softly as she lifted her legs up and 
wrapped them around her son's waist, "so have I."

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