Chapter 5

We were both naked on her bed and her trembling hand reached out and squeezed my cock; then eased the foreskin back; revealing a red helmet.

“It’s a gorgeously obscene cock,” she crooned,... “but as your Mother Jonathan, it’s making things very difficult for me!”

I was confused!

She suddenly covered her face in her hands! “Oh God, I shouldn’t be doing this!” ... She turned away from me and began to cry gently.

“What’s wrong, mom?” I softtly asked.

“What’s wrong!!,” she exclaimed woefully. “ I’m wrong! I’m fucked-up Jonathan!

I was completely baffled by her outburst. “Shelia ... mom, how do you mean; fucked-up?”

She turned and looked at me for quite a while. I could see she was debating whether to share a secret. Then, as she did, her hand fondly caressed over my arms and chest.

“Look, when your father died, we hadn’t... “slept together” for a long time; you understand?

You see, I had a nymphomaniac tendency that was dangerous to his ailing heart status.

Abstaining from sex not only protected your father but it also rendered my condition null an void.”

I stared at her; amazed. “You both went without sex for years; and then father gets killed anyway!”

“Yes; it’s tragic; but I still commune with him in my prayers J onathan. He’s never far from me.”

“Oh, I see?” I realised Mother’s mind was unstable.

“I always remained “celibate” for him; ... until ... it happened between us ... and then sucking your cock off triggered my nymphomania tendencies from the past!!

All I could was try to take in all the bewiledering details that had spilled from my Mother.

“And please don’t misunderstand me Jonathan; It’s strictly sex I’m after. I’m an addict ... I’d just be using you! ... So you see; I’m all fucked up! And I feel so ashamed!”

I leaned her back onto the pillow. Her cobalt blue eyes looked up at mine full of tears.

“Oh you adorably mixed-up female. I’ve no heart condition for you to harm! ... Just a big strong cock for you to enjoy. look on me as your drug supplier!” I grinned.

“But Dick, ... it would be incest ... and what about your father?”

“Incest: it’s just a word Mom. Ain’t a bloke alive that hasn’t wanted to fuck every female in his family.”

Her eye’s widened and she relaxed somewhat. “Are you sure your father in heaven wont know about us?”

“Yes I’m sure.” I said to appease her. I bent down to her and took those full lips with mine.

She gasped and I felt her hands running through my hair as she pulled my lips to hers.

I ran my hands up over the swell of her ribcage and onto one of those amazing milky breasts.

It was firm and pliable under my fingers and the stub nipple was hard as rubber.

She moaned when I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger and she arched her back, pushing her breast harder into my hand. I pushed her t-shirt up over her breasts and she groaned when I fastened my lips over her nipple and her warm sweet milk began squirting into my mouth.