Bred by her Son (End)

Slipping down off of the end of the bed David stands and bends over at the waist to remove his underwear. Standing back up he is now nude, nude as the day he was born. He gazes over his mother's exposed body lustfully.

Linda gazes back.

Her beautiful boy...he was a bronze god. Tanned, ripped, tall and handsome. His rock hard erection stands out in front of him proudly. What a beautiful, beautiful boy. Her beloved son. Her perfect David.

She was under no illusions now. She knew what was happening next. And she honestly couldn't wait. She spreads her thighs, welcoming him.

She hoped he was going to grab a condom, but as he began to approach she realized that wasn't happening. She was fertile as she could be. Today was supposed to be about giving her husband a new child. But this was happening now. So be it.

His eyes stared deeply into hers as he entered her. He goes to his full depth and just holds it there as they both savor this special moment.

Her eyes widen as she lets out a low guttural moan of pure joy.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm."

He lets out a long breathy sigh in return.

Oh how he filled her. Just like his father did. Oh how good this felt.

Slowly but steadily he begins to thrust. First in long gradual strokes, but with each one he picks up the pace just a tiny bit.

The memories this was bringing back. Where his father now had a bit of a middle aged pudge, David's abdomen was slender and chiseled. His muscles were young and hard. His cock stiff as oak. He had the strength and stamina of a man at the peak of his powers.

Their eyes locked David fucks his mother deep and hard.

Looking up at her perfect youngest child, in the full bloom of his matured beauty, she falls in love with him just as deeply as when she held him in her arms the very first time. That tiny precious package that had stared up at her with those mysterious eyes, her blue eyes the very first thing he saw. David was early, so very small, so very fragile. He was a blessing. Her perfect little boy. Her perfect beautiful man.

"Mmmmmmm!" She groans again. Now her hips moved with his. She tilted up toward him. Pushed back against him. If she were free of her bonds she would wrap her arms and legs around him. If she had not gag she would moan and profess her love for him.

On and on they made love. Never once breaking that magical gaze. Again and again his incredible hard manhood plunged her warm wet depths.

He was so good, so strong, so powerful and vibrant. He grasped at her breast, his hands exploring her body as he made passionate love to her. His driving manhood was steady and relentless. Filling her so god damned good in long hard thrusts. Both of them moaned and pushed into each other. Linda writhed and gyrated, letting her boy know how good he was doing. Letting him know what a wonderful lover he was.

Oh the heights he took her. Once...twice...three times. Each one as incredible as the last.

She could sense him nearing his peak. The sweat on his brow, the flush in his cheeks, that foggy look coming over his stunning blue eyes. His muscles were tensing out of his control. His movements becoming less fluid, more ****. He was trying to hold it back. Trying to make this last forever.

In her mind Linda could only think. 'Let it go. Let it go my beautiful boy. Cum for mother.'

Pushing deep deep inside of her he lets out a growling groan. His eyes, as ever, lost in hers he lets himself go inside of her fertile body.

"Guhhhhhhhhhh!"

Linda watches with an overwhelming blend of maternal and erotic love as her boy climaxes. She watches his handsome face as it twists with orgasmic pleasure. Oh how sweet this moment was. Oh how proud she was. Pushing against him she clenches his throbbing cock with her pussy. Hugging and pulling all of his virile seed from him.

With a look of ecstatic awe he sighs. "Ohhh Mama!"

'Oh David!' Is what she would have said.

He kisses her.

The precious moment is interrupted by the slamming of the front door.

His head snaps around. "No...not yet." He protests. He looks back at her. Loving tenderness in his eyes. He looks up and down her body with total adoration. "I love you. I love you Mama. You're so beautiful."

'You're beautiful too my boy.' She thinks. 'But run. Run you fool!' Her eyes urge him to flee.

Son or no son. Frank would kill David if he saw him now.

With regret David leans down and kisses her again before pushing back off of her. The sounds of foot falls coming up the stairs could be heard.

Franks voice echoes down the hall, he had obviously seen the notes. "Ohhhh Linda! Where are you my sweet? He he he! Frankie's comin for you baby!"

Scrambling David hurries and picks up his clothes. His father was already in the hallway. He dashes for the closet.

The door to the closet is closing just as the door to the room is opening. If Frank hadn't have been laughing he would have heard the closet door close.

"He he he he. Come in, huh? What might I find in here?"

Frank steps into the room. "Ohhhh, what do we have here? Looks like a girl who needs a good fucking."

Linda looks to her husband. "Mmmm."

She hoped he didn't look in the closet. Out of the corner of her eye she notices David's phone, still recording. Shit! Would Frank see it! Oh no!

Frank was standing at the foot of the bed, already taking off his tie. Holy hell! His wife had done herself up like a tart. Tied herself to the bed. All for him. She knew his tastes well. "Mmmm mmmm mmm. Look at you baby. You did this all for me?"

"Mmmm." She nods.

"He he he. Naughty girl." He knew this was in return for him knocking her up. He thought he'd play with it. As he undressed he speaks to her. "Hmmm...what should I do with you? Should I...eat you out?"

Her eyes widen. "Mmmmph!" She shakes her head no, no, no. Her eyes unconsciously flick over toward the closet. Frank thinks nothing of it.

"He he he. No huh? Should I...hmmm...fuck your ass?"

She shakes her head again.

"No...hmmm...should I...fuck you?"

She nods vigorously. Yes, yes, yes.

"He he he." He pulls off the final few garments, his underwear and socks. "Should I...give you a big ol creampie?"

She nods.

He begins to stroke himself. She was relieved to see he was almost hard already. "God damn baby, you look so fine there."

"Mmmmm." She hums seductively.

"He he he" Frank crawls up on top of his wife, settling in between her legs. Reaching down he rubs her slit. "Holy shit you're wet!"

Oh no!

"MMMMM!" She moans as she tries to bend up toward him, attempting to hurry him along.

He wipes his fingers on his hip and gives her a huge grin. "We gotta tie you up more often. God damn!"

She nods once more. "Mmmmmph."

"He he he he. Let's make a baby."

Frank slips easier than he ever had before into his wife's recently fucked and creampied cunny. He marvels at what bondage had done to her. He fucks her her hard and fast. Linda looked over at the closet door, knowing her son was listening and likely watching through the narrow slats. Her being bound triggered Frank's deepest desires. He holds nothing back. Seven minutes later he is nutting inside of her, his cum mixing with that of his son.

Afterward, as he is ungagging and unbinding her he is all smiles. "Baby, that was such a nice surprise."

The moment she is free she sits up, keeping her body between her husband and the cell phone on the night stand. "Yeah...such a surprise. Such a nice surprise. Such a wonderful surprise!"

He chuckles. "Hey, it was my surprise, not yours. You okay?"

She smiles and nods. "I'm okay. Never better honey."

He reaches up and places his hand across her stomach. "Hey...you think this one will take?"

Her eyes drift momentarily to the closet, before settling back on Frank's face. "I...don't know honey. We should keep trying until it does." They hug. She looks to the closet and says again. "We should keep trying."

Arm in arm the pair leave the room. Linda's eyes linger at the spaces in the slats as she goes. She mouths the words. "I love you."

The door closes. The room is quiet. David finally creeps out from his hiding place. He was dressed. He picks up the phone from the stand and berates himself once more for being so careless. He wouldn't be so careless next time.

He stares at the bed. The bonds. The wet spot in the center. He smiles.

He opens the window and slips out onto the roof. Time to surprise his parents with an unexpected visit.