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

    David like I did with Ben. We both know it’s supposed to be against all the rules, but we also know what must go on behind a lot of closed doors. I didn’t want you to marry that slob Grant. I guessed he’d never be able to give you what you need in bed, you’re too like me. You held back for years, but now you’ve stepped over the boundary, you might as well go on.” She ceased speaking, and sat, still holding me, looking at me intently. I thought for a while, the said, “Thanks mum. I’m glad you’ve told me about Ben, and I promise I won’t call him “daddy” next time I see him. We both laughed. “I think I know what I’m going to do now, mum.” “Good.” The Tuesday following my visit to mum, and after David and I came together a couple of times, I told him about my pregnancy. He smiled. ”We’ll, you have asked me enough times to get you pregnant. It rather solves my problem, doesn’t it?” “What?” “The promotion offer.” “You’ll take it, won’t you?” “Yes, and I’ll take you with me.” “David!” “Well, it’s no use you sticking around here, is it? I mean, you and dad haven’t had sex for years and are never likely to. He doesn’t take any other interest in you apart from having you feed him and clean for him. I’ve got a lot more I want you give you, in bed and out of it, so come with me.” “But David, how would we live? I mean, our age difference and even if you wanted to marry me, we couldn’t.” “Live as we do now, as mother and son. There’s nothing wrong with a mother looking after her son’s ...
    house, is there? After all, Uncle Ben still lives with his mother.” I decided not to enlighten him on their relationship and his paternal responsibility for Sybil and I. “I’ll keep that to myself,” I thought, “Unless it becomes necessary to tell him.” I was very frank with Grant, up to a point. I told him I had got pregnant to another man, and I could not live with him anymore. “I’m going with David to keep house for him.” He didn’t really explode or anything like that, but made his feelings quite clear. “You didn’t think I was going to have some other blokes little shit living here, did you. The sooner you go the better.” David went ahead and found a place for us to live and I moved in with him. Just before Meg was born we discussed the future regarding children. I was over forty years of age, and it was hazardous for me to have any more pregnancies. “You know I’d like to fill you up with babies,” David said, “but you’re more important now. What’s more, I don’t want you to have an operation to stop having children. I’ll have a vasectomy.” “But David, suppose you want to marry someone younger, someone who could give you more children?” “I’ll have a vasectomy.” That seemed to close the matter. It is now five years since we began to live together, and even if it is not possible for him to give me more babies, it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t regularly do those things that in other circumstances would lead to their production. Every day is “Freedom Day” now. He’s a wonderful lover! ...
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