it. But it was a pleasant tiredness. I was naked, sweaty, my skin showing spots of dried semen. I still had the bitter-tasting cum-flavour of Tim's sperm in my mouth, and I could still feel the wetness in my pussy. I mused, I felt like a little school-girl after touching herself for the very first time. I felt like an innocent little girl who had for her first time found out about boys. Even though I had been a virgin when marrying Michael, my dead husband, I had 'fooled around', letting boys feel me up in the breaks at school. We had played games like, 'I'll show you mine if you show me your's'. Then we had played doctor.
I felt in need of a shower really bad. I went to the bathroom, taking the sweaty and cum-stained sheets with me.
I had a hard time washing myself. Especially my cunny, since it was very sensitive. It was almost unbearable to turn the water spray towards my open pussy, washing the insides clean. My lips were all red and swollen, and my little rosebud weren't to be touched. I thought back at what had happened earlier in bed. It was something I had only read of. They called it multiple-orgasms, and I am pretty sure I had one of these at that time. I had never experienced anything like that ever. Everytime an orgasm subsided, I was rewarded with a new one. But it was somehting I would come to know very well in the future
I watched myself in the mirror while drying myself off, watching my breasts and belly which clearly showed I was pregnant. At least to my eyes.
I've heard that some women looses all interest in sex once they get pregnant. They feel ugly and are disgusted by their own body. But seeing myself in the mirror I was excited to note that my belly had swollen, I was excited to know I was still a fertile woman, with possibilities of giving life.
There was a discrete knock at the door.
'Mom, are you allright?'
'Uhuh…'
'Can I come in…'
I first thought of wrapping my towel or robe around me, but then I thought that would be silly after all we had done.
'…sure…'
He opened the door only to find me stark naked.
I saw his eyes enlarge as he looked at me, he was ogling my body.
'What are you staring at?', I heard myself asking very seductivly.
'…uh…well…I had forgot how beautiful you are ma…'
I smiled at him, turning to my side, inhaling, drawing in my belly to make a sexy pose.
'Do you really think so…do you think I still look sexy to you?'
'uhuh…you really are gorgeous mom…'
'Well thank you John, you really know how to charm a lady…' I said smiling at him. 'But do you you think I will still be sexy when my belly and breasts starts growing…?'
'…yeah…I…you'll just be even more sexy…'
I moved close to him, putting my hands on his hips.
'You know John…you're very handsome yourself…'
'You think so mom…'
'Sure honey…your so beautiful…you are a reel hunk as we used to say at school…', I mused when thinking of how he resembled to the boys his own age a long time ago that we girls used to discuss and refer to as 'hunk' if they were cute…unfortunately it remaind on that stage until I met my big love…
'I've missed you John…', I said, looking him in the eyes, caressing his beautiful brown hair.
'I've missed you to ma…'
'I don't want to loose you honey…never again…I was afraid you would hate me forever…we have so much to give eachother. You are my son, and we shouldn't be hating eachother…please John…never leave me like that… Besides…', I took his hand leading it down to my belly which had swelled some the last 2 weeks. '…besides…I need you…both as my man, but also as the father of my child…I hope you haven't forgotten about that.'
'Oh no mom…how could I…I'll never leave you again…I promise…'
I was going to seduce him, even though my vagina hurt a little from the previous action I would let him do me at the end, but first I wanted to show him all my womanly charms and affection, so that he would know forever how much I wanted him and how much I loved him. But I would show him how bad he needed me, that I wasn't cheap, oh no, that I could make him beg me for it…Now I had the leading part. Then, only when he was going crazy after me would we make love like madmen.
'John…could I ask you something…'
'…yes mom…'
'What do you think of me…'
'You're gorgeous mom!'
'No…I mean, what do you think of me…after all I have done… you know that a mother and a son should never indulge in such acts we have…they should never touch eachother like we have, or furthermore make love…'
'You know I don't care what people say…we've talked so many times about this…I love you mom, more than anything…you're the best…'
'…but what about me doing it with Tim…you did call me a whore…do you think of me that way still…?'
'Oh no mom…I…I told you I was sorry for saying that…'
I was holding his head between my hands, looking him in the eyes, caressing him with my glances.
'How did you feel when you saw me together with Tim?'
There was no answer, so I went on…I pulled him closer to me, our faces only inches apart as I put my hand on his crotch. He was hard. '…did it excite you? Dit it make you feel hard like you are now'
He turned all red in his face. It was the first time I had talked 'dirty' this way. But I knew that sometimes men liked that. And talking dirty of myself made me feel hot.
I started unbuttoning his shirt, looking him straight in the eyes.
'…did you like what you saw John? Did you?'
'…I…I guess so…'
I pulled his shirt of him and proceeded with unbuckling his belt and then pulling open his fly, lowering his pants and underwear a couple of inches, freeing his member that slapped hard against his belly when it sprang free. I formed a fist around it, and started stroking it gently, smearing out his pre-cum.
'Did it make you so hot you didn't care if I had done it with Tim?'
'…uhuh…'
'You said earlier that it was disgusting to know he had been inside of me…didn't you lover…?'
He just looked foolishly at me…ogling my body…
'You got so excited you wanted to share me with Tim right away? Didn't you honey?'
I grabbed his penis at the root, then guiding it in the hot juicy canal my slit forms, letting it run along it while squeezing him with my thighs, feeling his juices wetten my soft skin.
I heard him moan from the treatment, but there was still no answer. I moved my hand so it was pressing his penis up against my hole, letting it sink inside my fleshy lips, burrying the tip of his leaking shaft in the little depth just outside the entrance to my penis longing vagina.
He tried to hump me, but I pulled away slightly.
'Would you consider sharing me with Tim in the future as well? If I beg you to?'
'Yes mom…'
'Won't you feel disgusted to know that you're putting it inside of me where he has been and filled me with his cream? Won't you honey?'
I heard a guttural 'no' as he tried to enter me anew, only to find out I was prepared and deflected his invading member…
'You know honey…Tim will spend a lot of time with me in the future as well…I'm not sure I will be alone when you come to my bed anymore…are you sure it won't bother you if you find me and Tim making love…'
There was a loud moan as I started massaging his little sac, feeling the two nut-sized testicles that had produced the sperm that had gotten me pregnant…
'It might be so that you'll just have to jump in between, when Tim has finished or when he wants me to suck
