A Family Accommodation
Copyright© 2026 by Wayne Gibbous
Chapter 2
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - My two boys were over for supper one weekend when the subject of my sex life came up. Mine was no better than theirs at the moment so they had a suggestion. What a suggestion it was.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Reluctant Incest Mother Son Oral Sex
I was shaking, I was so nervous as I felt the fat tip part me open and move inside. I knew then there was no turning back, my son was now my lover.
My whole body then relaxed and I felt him move in deeply until our bodies met and pressed tightly together. I felt gloriously full for the first time in many years. Yes, we were kidding earlier but this felt serious, seriously wonderful.
“Oh, Mom, you are so beautiful, mmm,” he murmured as he began moving in and out. “Oh, it feels so good. Is it good?”
I know he asked me how it felt but I was so overwhelmed that I simply couldn’t speak. It took several seconds to get out,”Yes, wonderful.”
I had always loved sex ever since the first boy put it inside me. I hate to admit it now but we did it that first time without any protection, truthfully not even thinking about it until it was over. We were lucky and the next day he went and bought condoms and I’ve loved sex ever since.
How many guys? Well, I now had to add another to the number, didn’t I? That brought it to five. No, six. There was that silly time in San Francisco when I basically made myself available to be picked up. I was on the pill but went ahead and had sex without a condom, something I would never do again, well, present lover excepted.
So, was I taking any chances this time?
At Andy’s birth, I’d had my tubes tied so that part of my life was now safely behind me. That was not a concern.
What was a concern was how my son might feel in the morning. Was some of this the wine? His and my horniness and loneliness? Simply me being available to him sexually as he made an advance? Was it just sex and no more? That seemed to be the chance I was taking. That this would be changing our relationship forever. Perhaps even giving him guilt that he couldn’t get over.
This part of the risk, I just didn’t know the answer to. If there was risk, emotional risk, then it would become apparent in the future. But, for right now, I was being beautifully made-love-to.
I raised my legs up, locking my ankles behind his back as his hips thrust back and forth, filling me, then emptying me so lusciously as I lay under him.
“It’s wonderful, Andy, just wonderful. I love you so much,” I moaned as he kissed my neck.
It was wonderful and I was getting closer and closer to what I could tell was going to be a fabulous orgasm. I masturbate nearly every night and it’s always pretty good, but it’s never a real substitute for a man making love to me. This was just so good.
“Oh, yes, just like that, perfect, oh, it feels wonderful, oh, YES, YES, OOH, OOH, uh, mmm,” I groaned as a tide of pleasure flowed over me as he pushed hard into me, feeling the throbbing in me as he emptied deeply.
We gripped each other, our lips pressed tightly knowing that this would be our first time together with many more times in our future.
“Mmm, Mom, this was right, the right thing for us. Now we both feel better, don’t we?” Andy whispered in my ear.
“Yes, you’re right. I want us to be like this now. You’re right.”
We stayed in each other’s arms until the daylight began rousing us and we began arousing one another.
His hand was on my breast as I slipped mine down to feel his hardening cock.
“Kind of nice waking up like this. You’re giving me ideas, Mom. I hope you know that.”
“I knew you’d notice. I wouldn’t mind staying in bed a while longer. Then I’ll make you a nice breakfast.”
“I know just the place for what you’re holding, like a little morning fun?” he asked me, teasingly.
“Can I do the honours?” I asked, “It’s been a while since I’ve been on top. I remember liking it quite well, especially how deep I can take it inside.”
He flopped on his back, but his cock surely didn’t flop. It was like steel as I got up over him, holding him steady while I lowered down, wiggling onto his hardness.
As he slid deeper up into me, that glorious full feeling came flooding back from the night before, just lighting up my whole body as I began scissoring up and down over him as he lovingly played with my breasts.
I moved so I could drop a nipple to his lips, which he hungrily took in to suck. He looked so peaceful and happy there, his mouth attached to my breast as we were also attached below in such a new and exciting way.
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