Chapter 3

Note: Thanks to my beta reader!

Mary Black

I trembled as I stared at Charles. He ... did look so much like my son. A blond version of him. He was my husband’s son, too, which did make him my step-son. Those words reverberated through my mind, the tart flavor of Lizzie’s pussy staining my lips.

The jail cell felt even smaller.

“He’s my brother,” Charles continued, his cock thrusting out before him. He was almost the same size as his half-brother. Nearly as big. As thick. “We’re family, Mom.”

Mom...

Another son...

It wasn’t wrong for me to have sex with my son. I knew that know. I was pregnant with my son’s child. I wasn’t sure if I had a boy or a girl—though I hoped it would be a boy so I would have another son to love. Charles’s cock twitched as he stared down at me. Lizzie watched him.

She thought I was her mother and that Charles was her “daddy,” the poor thing. She was under his spell. Was I? No, no, I was protected by my daughter’s magic. I rubbed my belly, my heart pounding. I just wanted Zach to rescue me.

To ravish my mommy-pussy.

I wanted my son in me.

The heat swelled through me. My pussy clenched, aching to be filled with a taboo dick. My son’s big cock. I stared at Charles, my nipples throbbing with my heartbeat. The fires blazed through me. Lizzie had aroused me, that treacherous slut.

“I am not going to harm you, Mom,” he said, smiling at me. “I will return you to him, I promise. I just want to extract my mother from your soul. I have to do this. I don’t want to hurt you.”

His mother was in me. She quivered in me, aching to be back with her son. My pussy burned so hot. I knew that desire. I loved my son. I wanted to be with him, and Charles looked so much like him as he settled on the cot and pushed my legs apart.

I should resist him. I tried to close my thighs, but he was so strong. So commanding.

Just like Zach.

Charles leaned over and nuzzled into my black bush. I gasped as he licked at my pussy. His tongue stroked through me with such boldness. I shuddered, loving what he did to me. It was just like what my son would do to me.

It felt so good to have him do that. I whimpered as he stroked his tongue up and down my folds. He lapped at me with all that he had. It was just a wonderful moment. I quivered, surrendering to this as he lapped at my pregnant pussy.

I burned so much.

“Yes,” I whimpered, unable to think with that blissful heat washing through me. “Yes, yes, you’re my ... my son!”

“Mom,” he groaned and thrust his tongue into my mouth.

Mom ... I was his mother. I had another son. A sexy step-son. Another victim of that abusive man I married. He hurt all his children. I wanted him to pay. I shuddered, humping against that wonderful tongue licking at me.

The soul in me rejoiced.

“Yes,” whispered Eleanor. “Our son.”

I moaned in delight, savoring that wonderful moment. Eleanor was Zach’s step-mother, too. It was so wonderful. They were a family broken by that bastard. By Lewis or Charles or whatever he called himself. This felt like healing.

His tongue buried into my pussy. I moaned in delight as Charles feasted on me. He licked at me with such passion. It was so good to have him do that. I whimpered at the force of his licking. He was so good at this. He was just so amazing at feasting on me.

I groaned in delight at his tongue flicking through my folds. I groaned with such appreciation at his tongue stroking through my hot folds. It was just a wild moment. I gasped as his tongue buried into my pussy and swirled around in me.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s good!” I moaned. “Oh, my wonderful step-son. Oh, Charles!”

His stubble rasped on my pussy as I was delirious with the joy of this moment. I was so glad to have this heat swelling in me. I groaned at the treat of this. At him licking and lapping at me. It was just so good to have him feasting on me like that. He drove me wild.

I groaned, my back arching as he swirled his tongue around in my snatch. It was just so good to have him doing that. I loved it. I groaned, enjoying the feel of him sweeping around in my snatch. I loved every last second of it.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Oh, that’s so good. That’s just amazing.”

“Cum on Daddy’s mouth, Mommy!” Lizzie whimpered, the blonde rubbing her hands together. she looked so happy right now.

“Yes,” I groaned, my hands rubbing over my pregnant belly. I was just starting to show. My big boobs jiggled as Charles licked at me. “Such a wonderful son! Oh, Charles!”

“Mom,” he growled and flicked his tongue to my clit.

I gasped as he licked me there. He stroked over my bud. I gasped as he did that. My eyes rolled back in my head as he nursed on me. It was so good to have him doing that. I loved it. I loved this wonderful moment so much.

I arched my back as he suckled on my clit. He nursed on me with passion. It was just incredible to have him doing that. I trembled, my face twisting in delight as he suckled hard on my clit. I gasped as he did that.

“Oh, yes!” I whimpered. “Just a little more!”

He suckled hard on my clit.

“Such a good son!” I cried out as I enjoyed him suckling on me like that. “Yes!”

My orgasm burst through me. I shuddered in delight as the heat swept through me. It was so good to feel that. I loved it so much. The pleasure rushed through me. I trembled at the heat washing over my body.

It was almost perfect. Almost.

The bliss still felt good. Charles was still a son. My pussy spasmed as the hot cream gushed out of my cunt. I whimpered, my face twisting in delight. I swept through such rapture. It was just so good to have all that ecstasy burning through me. I groaned at the heat of it. This was a glorious moment.

Stars twinkled across my vision as he licked up all my pussy cream. I shuddered on the jail cot, my voice echoing through the cell. Lizzie rubbed her hands together as I trembled through all that bliss. My orgasm peaked in me.

“Yes!” I whimpered, trembling as he licked at me one more time. “Oh, yes, that’s so good. You’re a good boy, Charles. You love your mother so much.”

“I love both my mothers,” he said and moved up me, pussy cream dripping from his chin. “Do you love your sons, Mom?”

“Yes,” I moaned, riding the high of my orgasm. I loved Zach and I loved Charles. I loved my daughters, too. Moira and Susannah. My son’s wife was also my step-daughter. I had four children. Five with the baby in my belly. And a grandchild on the way in Moira’s womb.

I was such a lucky woman.

I wanted Charles to have his mother back. Moira had made such a terrible mistake. She listened to her father, that bastard. I welcomed another of Lewis’s sons into my pussy. I would rather make love to his sons than ever touch him.

He hurt all his children.

Charles kissed me, his lips soaked in spicy cream. His cock nuzzled through my curls to find the folds of my pregnant pussy. My step-son thrust into my cunt bred by his half-brother. I rejoiced at his cock filling me up.

It was just so incredible to have him in me. I groaned beneath him as he reached all the way into my cervix. I kissed him with passion, savoring this moment so much. It was just a wonderful thing to have all his cock in me.

He groaned into my mouth.

I could feel the power in his nuts. He would save his mother. What a wonderful son.

Just like my Zach.

I squeezed my cunt down on my step-son’s dick. He drew back his cock. I moaned into his lips as he buried his dick back into my pussy. He buried deep into me. I loved having him in me. My son was in my pussy.

I rejoiced as he kissed me. He felt so wonderful on me. It was nearly perfect.

He drew back his cock, my pussy clenching down on him. I loved the feel of him massaging my silky twat. He thrust back into me. I groaned as he buried into me. It felt so good to have him ding that. He filled me up with that wonderful cock. It was just so good to have him thrusting away at me.

He pumped in and out of my cunt. I shuddered, savoring that amazing rush of having him fuck me. He buried into me with all that he had. It was just glorious to have him doing that. My pussy gripped him as he grunted.

He fucked me hard.

Just like his brother.

I broke the kiss and moaned, “Fuck your step-mother!”

“Yes!” he groaned.

“Fuck Mommy so hard!” squealed Lizzie.

I knew the guards outside the cell were hearing every wanton moan I made as my step-son fucked my cunt. I gripped his taboo cock as he buried into me. I shuddered, the pleasure building in my pregnant depths.

He pumped away at me. He fucked me with such force. I loved every second of this dick pounding me. He buried to the hilt in my snatch. It was just so wild to have him plowing into me like that. I shuddered, savoring that big cock.