Chapter 4

As soon as Josh left, Amy opened up the calendar app and tried to figure out exactly when her last period started. She was confident in her memory but needed to confirm it. She felt some relief to see that her calculation was accurate. She should be starting her period in six days. Her most fertile window would have been about a week prior. Still not a guarantee that she isn’t pregnant, but put her mind somewhat at ease.

Falling asleep that night didn’t come easy. She tossed and turned. Her mind constantly jumping around between the possibility of her getting pregnant again and the thought that she just had sex with her own son. She had heard of estranged family members experiencing heightened attraction to one another if they ever happen to meet. Not for a minute did she ever think it would happen to her. Exhaustion, both physical and mental, finally overtook her and she succumbed to its draw. Her last thought before falling asleep was of how wonderful and full she felt while Josh was inside her.

Her cry of “Fuck yes, Josh!” woke her with a start. Her eyes flew open and were greeted by the darkness of her room. She wasn’t sure if she dreamt that she called out his name or actually called it out. What wasn’t in doubt was the dream she had of him.

They were in bed, him on top of her, her legs splayed wide open and her feet hooked around the back of his legs. He was taking long, full strokes in and out of her tight opening, the sounds of their coupling filling her dream.

“Fuck yes, Josh! That’s it! Soooo deep!” she cried out as he bottomed out inside her. “Fuck me, baby! Give it to me!”

He continued to drive into her, occasionally reaching his hand between them to massage and play with her swollen clit. Her hands would alternate between digging into his back or pinching and twisting her sensitive, hardened nipples.

As she felt her orgasm start to build, Josh lifted up and reached for her legs. He pulled them up so they went over his shoulders, exposing her bare pussy. At this angle he could look down and see her lips grip his cock as he slid in and out. It also allowed him to gain a bit of depth over the standard missionary position. Not a lot, but enough that she could feel him bottom out against her cervix with each inward thrust.

“Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Harder, Josh! Deeper!” she encouraged, loving the feel of his cock battering the opening to her womb.

He was moaning loudly and she felt him start to swell. To hasten her own orgasm, she mashed her fingers against her clit and started rubbing furiously. With one final thrust into her, he moaned and she felt his come force its way inside her, triggering her own orgasm, “Fuuuuucckkkk! Yes! That’s it! Give Mommy your come!” She lifted her ass, trying to push him deeper inside her, “Fuck yes, Josh!”