Chapter 1

Mirriam Walker’s eyes flickered open as the morning sunshine filled her bedroom with a warm yellow glow.

She was lying in bed with her eighteen year old son’s arms wrapped around her and his naked teenage body pressed against her naked body. It was a beautiful sight, a mother and her loving son, content together, lying peacefully under the blankets.

Anthony held his mother’s breast with one hand, and as she awoke and shifted her position, his eyes flicked open, and with a sleepy sigh, he gave his mother’s breast a firm squeeze. His thumb and finger gentpinched her nipple, which Mirriam enjoyed.

‘Morning, Mom.’ Anthony whispered into her ear.

‘I love you mom.’ He added with another sleepy sigh.

They had woken up like this for the past few months, and both of them were deeply in love with each other. Mirriam needed the love of a man to satisfy her needs, and Anthony was a perfect match for her. He was kind, considerate, loving and, best of all, an excellent lover. She could not have found anyone better to have in her bed every night.

Anthony teased his mother’s breast, squeezing it and thumbing her nipple in a slow, circular way. She responded by pushing herself back against his naked body, her skin against his skin in a warm, sensual manner. They were still not fully awake. They were still half asleep and slowly coming to. However, Anthony’s cock began to rise and stiffen. Pressing against his mother’s body. She felt the familiar pressure and shifted her hips to allow his cock to find its way to slide between her legs. Anthony felt his mother shifting position, and he responded by nudging his stiff teenage cock passed the soft folds of her pussy lip and began to fuck her cunt, inch by inch, he thrust his hips, and his cock went deeper and deeper into her sex.

‘Oh Anthony, I love you, son.’ Mirriam moaned as she felt her teenage son’s cock fill her cunt up with a morning fuck.

She smiled and remembered the name of the old-style cocktail they used to serve. ‘A Slow Comfortable Screw!’ She was comfortable, and Anthony was giving her a screwing her slowly ... That made her smile.

They moved together in a sensual embrace. Anthony kept a steady rhythm with regular hip thrusts and held onto his mother’s breast, teasing her nipple. This combined to bring Mirriam closer and closer to her first orgasm with her teenage son of the day.

‘I love you, Mom,’ He whispered into her ear.

‘I love you too, son.’ She replied.

Mirriam’s climax took over her body. She moaned, and she shook from head to toe, arching her back against her son and gasping for breath. Her climax just kept rolling over her. She heaved herself uncontrollably. All her muscles flexed and tensed, making her a sexual slave to her son’s sexual desires.

They both relaxed together. Anthony holding on tightly to his mother’s naked body. As she caught her breath and enjoyed the fantastic feeling of having a beautiful orgasm with her teenage son’s cock fucking her. She knew it was ‘legally’ wrong to have sex with her son, but her passion and her desire for him seemed to blind her to the rights and wrongs of society. As for Anthony, he loved his mother and enjoying sex with her was the ultimate love that he could give her, outside in the rest of the world beyond the four walls of Mirriam’s house. What she was doing was encouraging and committing incestual rape with her underage son. But that did not matter to her. She just wanted his love and to share her love for him.