Mom Is Sadie Hawkins
Copyright© 2025 by Lubrican
Chapter 3
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Covid ruined a lot of things for students. One of those things was the annual Sadie Hawkins day dance. So parents went to some remarkable lengths to try to make things go as well as they could. In this case, Helen suggested she and her son, Bobby, have the dance at home, and she'd be his date. It was sweet, and then things got passionate for both of them. It was safe to say a cartoon character changed their lives forever.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Consensual Fiction Incest Mother Son Father Daughter First Petting Pregnancy
Bobby got up to go to the bathroom. When he looked, he saw his mother, naked, arms and legs akimbo, her eyes closed. Thick white sauce was leaking out of her pussy lips. He had put three loads of that sauce inside her and he had lost count of the number of times she squealed, hummed, or gasped as she had another orgasm. At one point he made it a game to keep from cumming and see how many times he could make her cum. All it had taken was for her to say, “Cum in me, Baby,” and he was toast. Later, she moaned, “Cum in Mommy,” and he blew his nuts again.
As he stood, looking at her, he realized his sperm was in his mother. What if he’d gotten her pregnant? He couldn’t believe he hadn’t thought of that.
His bladder screamed at him and he hurried to the bathroom. When he was empty he stood and washed his hands. His cock dangled, limp. When he got back to the bed her eyes were open but she had not otherwise moved.
“I need to talk to you about something,” he said.
“Finally he wants to talk instead of abuse me,” she teased.
“What if I got you pregnant?”
She blinked.
“We should have thought of that before any of this happened,” she said.
“You mean you’re not on the pill?”
“Bobby, Honey, I don’t have sex with anybody. Why would I need to be on the pill?”
“Fuck,” he said, softly.
“I told you not to curse, and I’m a little sore so I can’t fuck you again right now.”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” he said. “What if I got you pregnant?”
She got up off the bed. His semen was running down the inside of one thigh. Her hair was tousled and he suddenly understood the term “well-fucked.” She approached and kissed him without embracing him. As her lips left his, she looked in his eyes.
“If you got me pregnant, then I’m going to have your baby. Didn’t you already know how this works?”
“I didn’t think,” he moaned.
“Well, you have to start thinking. You can never go out with Robin and do that to her,” Helen said.
“What?”
“You can’t do that with your girlfriend. No teenage girl could survive that and not demand that you do it to her every single night.”
“Every single night sounds good to me,” he said.
“Bobby, Honey, she’s not on the pill, either. Before Linda got in trouble she told me they talked about it and she and Chuck felt like if she was protected like that it would make it too easy to let you get in her panties. They know you guys are close, but they want you to wait until you know you’re in love before you go that far. Obviously, I now know how you feel about Robin. You ejaculated inside me and I’m sure if I had been Robin last night you would have cum inside her, too.”
“Oh,” he said.
“You have to finish high school and go to college. You need to avoid getting anybody pregnant until you have a degree and a job.”
“What about you?” he asked.
“I’m different.”
“Other than the obvious, why are you different?”
“Because I can have a baby and it won’t ruin my life. People might gossip but nobody would really care. If you go getting your girlfriends pregnant you could get in a lot of trouble.”
“So you’re saying it’s okay for me to get you pregnant?”
“I’m saying I love you, I’m an adult. I understand the consequences of my actions and I know that if you did get me pregnant it wouldn’t necessarily have to be a bad thing. You’re going off to college, soon. If I have your baby at least I’ll have a little bit of you still around.”
“Uh, oh,” said Bobby.
“What?”
“When you said that I got another boner.”
Bobby was in serious trouble. Helen had his cock in her mouth and it felt so good he didn’t want it to end.
“I’m gonna cum!” he gasped.
She pulled off and squeezed the base of his cock firmly.
“No, you’re not,” she said, smiling.
“Ohhhhhh, man,” he groaned. “How can something hurt so much and still feel good?”
“I’ll let you cum,” she said. “But for now I don’t want you to cum in my mouth.”
She went back on him and sucked avidly. Very soon he was panting hard.
“Where do you want me to cum?” he gasped.
She pulled off and then straddled him. Expertly she found her slit with the end of his cock and sank down on him.
“I want you to cum in my pussy, Baby,” she said.
As he groaned and shot off she leaned down and kissed him. He came harder than he ever had, understanding that his mother was accepting his sperm ... which meant she was accepting the chance that his sperm might get her with child.
During the next week Bobby found out what his honeymoon would be like if he ever found a girl to marry. Helen was voracious and wanted his prick in her several times a day.
At one point, when he was on top of her, he drove in deep and rubbed like she had taught him to.
“Mmmmm, yes,” she purred. “I’m gonna cum. Cum with me. Fill me up with your hot stuff.”
“It almost sounds like you want me to get you pregnant,” he groaned, as he spurted.
“What I want is your warm spunk in my pussy,” she panted.
“So you do want to get pregnant,” he said.
“Only with your baby,” she said.
“You know how crazy that is, don’t you?” he said.
“Yes, and I know you’re the one being the adult in this situation, but I can’t help it. I suppressed things when your father died and now you’ve unlocked them and I can’t help it. I wanted to have four children when I got married but we only managed you before he died. At least now I can have one more with his same genes involved.”
“I wonder,” he said.
“What do you wonder?” he asked.
“You know how after world war two they had an explosion in population?”
“The Baby Boomers,” she said.
“Yes. I wonder if there will be another baby boom because of Covid. If it wasn’t for Covid I would have gone to the Sadie Hawkins dance at school and Robin and I would have exchanged virginities. This would never have happened and you probably wouldn’t have wanted to have another baby.”
“I’m very happy ‘this’ happened, Bobby,” she said.
“I know and I am, too. Trust me. This was way better than trying to have sex in the back seat of a car with a scared girl.”
“You said you and Robin are both going to Dunham, right? What happened to Harvard?”
Dunham Teacher’s College was in the city of the same name, just fifty miles up the road.
“Things have changed since I thought about Harvard,” he said. “After I got my acceptance letter and showed it to Robin she cried. She said she’d never get admitted, there. So we started thinking about other things. If we get accepted, we’re going to Dunham, together,” he said. “It’s late, but we think they’ll take us both.”
“Well, when the two of you get there and you get a chance to divest her of her virginity, she’s going to have a much better time of it than she would have in the back of that car. You’ll get to make love with your girlfriend. Just don’t get her pregnant, too. In fact, I’m going to talk to Chuck and make sure he and Linda got Robin protected, as Linda said she intended to before she got sent to prison for that awful road rage incident. You’re so virile it’s almost certain you’ll get her pregnant, otherwise.”
“I can’t imagine being a father,” he said.
“You don’t have to be,” said Helen. “To the world you’ll be a big brother and you’ll do just fine at that.”
“Mom?”
“Yes?”
“I’m hard again.”
“I’m ready for you to be hard again,” she said, as she pulled him deep into her again.
This time, when he groaned and shot his spunk in her, he hoped he was getting his mother pregnant.
With the kind of changes that had happened between Helen and Bobby, along with the fact that Helen did absolutely nothing to prevent her egg being fertilized, it wasn’t surprising that, when the school year ended Helen was pregnant with her son’s baby. He spent that summer talking to the little thing he had helped make in her belly. The lockdowns were still going on, though in their town people began to flout the law. More and more people tried to resume their normal lives and some companies started up again, at least the ones that had survived.
Bobby and Robin got to go on some dates again and they agreed to wait until they got to college and could get some privacy in either’s dorm room to pursue destroying cherries again. Bobby didn’t tell her he wasn’t a virgin any longer.
When they finally did get to college and alone in a room on a Friday night, he didn’t have to tell her. It was obvious to her that he knew how to fuck a woman.
It was also obvious to him that she was no virgin.
It could have gotten ugly, but in the aftermath Robin said, “That was incredible. How did you learn how to do that, Bobby?”
“I’ll tell you if you tell me how you learned how to make love, too.”
“Oh,” she said. “Is it that obvious?”
“You weren’t nervous and you had half a dozen orgasms. That doesn’t happen when virgins have sex.”
“I can’t tell you,” she said. “You’ll break up with me if I do.”
“I’ll only break up with you if you went out with some other guy while we were in lockdown and let him fuck you.”
“It wasn’t like that,” she said. “I didn’t cheat on you with some boy.”
“So it was a man.”
“Don’t make it sound like that. Please. I can’t tell you. You’ll think I’m a pervert.”
Bobby knew that Robin’s dad was a single dad, like his mom was a single mom. Her mother wasn’t dead, though. She was in prison, where she was serving a 25 year sentence for running a car off the road during a road rage incident. The man driving it had died. He also knew that Robin and her father were exceptionally close. More than once he had seen Roger hug his daughter and let his hand slip onto her ass. Now, some instinct told Bobby what had happened.
“It was your dad, wasn’t it?” he said.
Her eyes widened and she pushed him hard enough he could see her naked breasts.
“How did you know that?” she gasped. “How did you find out?”
She sounded terrified and he could understand why.
“I guessed,” he said. “I’m also guessing it was Covid and the lockdown that led to it. Am I right?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“The same thing happened at my house,” he said.
She blinked.
“No way,” she said.
“Remember the Sadie Hawkins dance we didn’t get to go to?”
“No way!” she squealed.
“My mom knew how upset I was so we had our own Sadie Hawkins dance at home.”
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