1. This is My Freedom Day


    Date: 11/22/2015, Categories: True Story, Boy, Erotica, Incest, Mature, Older Female / Males, Written by women, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    breasts touching his chest, and his hands gently playing with them. He said over and over again, “I love you mother, I could fuck you for ever,” and I’m thinking, “And you bloody well will my son, if I have any say in the matter.” Once we had reached a more pacific state of mind I thought to ask him how was it he had come home on a Tuesday. “Ah,” he said, “I forgot that they’d asked me to change my day off from Wednesday to Tuesday, so I’ll be home on Tuesdays in future.” “That suits me,” I thought. “I’ll run this boy ragged – make him pay for making me wait all these years.” After lunch we had a long afternoon in bed, playing with each other, speaking of love and our hunger for each other. He ejaculated a couple more times into me, and then it was near time for Grant to arrive home. Having begun our sexual love life, neither David nor I found Tuesdays sufficient. We wanted to keep our sexual activity a secret from Grant, and this was made relatively easy because Grant and I did not sleep in the same room. When David decided Grant was asleep he would creep into my room and bed. These night sessions had to be kept quiet – no howling or yelling - for fear of waking Grant, and given how David and I felt about each other, this was pretty difficult. However, during our Tuesday couplings we could give full voice to our feelings and desires. All went well for about eight months, but as the old saying goes, “All good things must come to an end.” In the course of one week two pieces ...
    of news seemed to signal the end of the good times for David and I. First, the doctor confirmed that I was pregnant. There was no doubt about the source of my pregnancy. David and I had used no contraceptives, and as another old saying has it, “Be careful what you wish for, you might get it.” I recalled the times, when we were at the height of our love making, I would beg David, “Fertilise me, darling, give me babies.” He would reply, “I’ll put thousands of them inside you.” Well, at least one of his little spermatozoons had found its way to my egg, and nature had taken its course. I knew the risk I was taking with David, but had chosen to ignore it, but now I was not sure what to do. If I chose to keep the child, it would spell the end of what rags and tatters of my relationship with Grant, were left. The effect on David of my pregnancy was uncertain. Many men, it seems, can go on declaring their love and devotion until this moment arrives, then they can’t run fast enough. I considered having the pregnancy terminated, but even if David did renounce me, what was growing inside me was the outcome of love, at least on my part. I could not destroy it. On the other hand, I had heard such dire things about children born of incestuous sex. The second piece of news came from David. The supermarket people had offered him a promotion, but he would have to go to a distant town. I saw this as a way of getting him off the scene and away from the impending crisis that would arise when my ...
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