1. 13 months


    Date: 7/3/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Humiliation, Incest, Pregnant, Stockholm Syndrome, Written by women, Author: iamscrwd, Rating: 73, Source: sexstories.com

    jello. As I was recovering, my eyes scanned the room. Sara was standing wide-eyed, her mouth open but covered with her hand. What have I done…how would I explain this to her…I had a violent orgasm by fornicating with her brother…my son. Marek was patting my son on the back, “Good job John…told you your mother wants your cock…I’ll let you have her to fuck…” My brain snapped to consciousness…who is he to think he can give me to anyone…especially to my son? I started to protest… “Would you rather me give you to the rest of my army?” Malek queried. “But…but he is my son”. I again protested. “So” was all that Malek responded. As the day wore on, Malek allowed Sara and I to cover our selves with smocks after he had us take a shower. Since he had us both take a shower at the same time, it gave me the opportunity to console and apologize to Sara for getting us into this predicament. It also allowed us a brief time to grieve for the loss of my husband and her father. Sara was very pragmatic as to the events, including commenting that she was bound to lose her virginity eventually and that it was “kind of” disgusting having some fifty plus year old cum in her mouth…but it wasn’t the first time. “What???” I was totally surprised. “Mom, why do you think that I was still a virgin? Most apparently are not like John” she explained while giving a little reference to her brother…whom I well know, now, has the stamina of a horse. “That should never have happened…it is taboo…a sin…but I ...
    could not let you get hurt.” Trying to validate my actions. “Mom…mom, it is okay…you do not have to explain.” Sara reassured me, “But it was kind of hot though!” She giggled… The rest of the day Malek had us being his personal house servants, making meals and cleaning up. While his comrades took liberties with both Sara and me, just groping mostly and no forced entry other than a finger or two. Apparently Malek had ordered us hands off. We were not yet versed in their native tongue. When evening came, Malek directed us up stairs. Telling John to take me into his room, while pointing Sara in the direction of what was used to be my husband and my room. Malek ordered a guard to watch the hall way and then stopped John, “Make sure your mother is filled with your seed…I will check in the morning”. I had hoped this perversion was over…well guess again…but I was now alone with my son and maybe we can figure out how without doing the unthinkable. John’s timidity and reservation lasted less than a half hour. Laying back to front in his single bed, I could feel his penis harden against my ass cheeks. His hand worked up under my smock grabbing my left tit. “No…don’t…I’m your mother.” I protested while trying to push his hand away. “Yeah…but…he will hurt Sara if we don’t”, the latter part about Sara was not all that convincing. Twenty minutes later my son was unloading what would be the first of many coatings of his seed within me. He was insatiable…the first two times; I managed to mask ...
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