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[Story Name] Tracy, my love
[Author] Odam
[Type] Mother/son

I grew up in the Midwest in the early sixties.  I was the
youngest of a family of three children.

This story is about my beautiful and sexy mother.  It's a story
about sacrifice and love.  Her name is Tracy.  My dad got her
pregnant at a very young age.  Her oldest Eric was born when she
was only fifteen, followed by my sister Ruth a year later.  He
married her just before Ruth was born.  When she was seventeen
she gave birth to me - Matt.

Dad was a mild mannered man who worked in a mill.  He had one
addiction, he drank heavily and many a night he would pass out
and had to be helped to bed.  He was good to my mother and I
could see that she respected and loved him.  But I sensed there
was also sadness in her and at that time I could not understand

My older brother Eric was constantly in trouble both in and out
of school.  My sister was of a more serious disposition and was
the quiet one of the bunch.  I on the other hand was the
talkative one of the lot.

I helped mom out at every opportunity.  You see I had a crush on
her and this way it kept me close to her.  Mom always looked up
to me for help.  I was constantly chatting her up, I could see
that she appreciated this as it helped to break the boredom of
her day.  Dad would go to work in the morning and the next time
we saw him was late at night when he would come home tired after
which he would proceed to drink heavily.

It seemed to me that the spark had gone out of their marriage.
Most of the time he seemed either preoccupied in making ends
meet or drinking, this I believe led to his neglecting mom.
Don't get me wrong, dad stilled loved mom.  They still laughed,
joked and kidded each other but the romance that characterized
the earlier part of the marriage was rare.

Eric, my older brother, was of little or no use he constantly
got into all sorts of trouble.  Mom and dad did all they could
to help him but with little or no effect.

I, on the other hand, worked part time after school In order to
supplement our income; this left me very little time to
socialize. There were good days and bad days.  Sometimes my
sister and I would help mom clean up the dishes.

After the rest of the family had gone to bed had gone to bed,
mom and I would sit by the kitchen table and talk.  I knew mom
appreciated this gesture.  As years went by we grew very close.
She would constantly hug me and remind me that I was the beacon
of light in her life.  I was very mature for my age,
knowledgeable beyond my years.

When I was sixteen I began to notice mom in a different light.
I was growing aware sexually and with that bought the
realization that mom was very sexy.  She had long dark hair,
hair that reached to her hips.  And even having birthed three
children she had a killer figure- 36-24-36.  Her eyes were very
blue and twinkled in good humor.  How close were we? Well we
talked about every thing even personal secrets.  I talked of my
girlfriends my likes and dislikes and she talked of her past
before she married dad.  She talked wistfully of those carefree
days of her youth of things that could have been.  She never
regretted her marriage as it produced some of the important
things in her life- her husband and her children.

With my awareness of Mom as a desirable woman, I began to seek
out her hugs and kisses.  I began to pay her compliments on her
looks at which she would blush.  I began to leave her
complimentary notes or have flowers delivered to her with a note
of how much I appreciated her.

I began a routine where every Sunday evening I would take her to
the movies and dinner.  I called it our night out.  My brother
called me a sissy, since, as he put it, I still needed mom to
chaperone me around.  I didn't care.  At the movies I would
innocently lean against her or hold her hands.  Pretty soon I
started putting my arm around her shoulders at which she would
lean back and rest her head against my shoulders.  I knew that
she looked forward to our weekends together because she would
try to pick a movie well in advance.

After the movies we would drive out to a cliff near the edge of
town.  From here one could look at the whole town.  We would
talk laugh and josh one another.

"Matt", she said one day, "I think you should be dating girls of
my own age and I don't want to monopolize your attention".

"Mom" I said blindly without thinking much of the consequences.
"You are my date.  I have tried to go out with other girls but
constantly think of you".

She pulled her head back in surprise looked at me and then
looked away silent.

"Mom did I say something to alarm you".

"I think we should leave," she said after a long interval of
silence.  Mentally I cursed my self for saying what I had said,
but knew that now the cat was out of the bag there was no
turning back.  I decided to go for broke.

"Mom," I said, "I am sorry if I offended you, but you know I
have a good head on my shoulders and wise beyond my years.  But
don't hate me for saying that I am in love with you and I will
do anything to make you happy".

The silence continued for some time and then she looked at me
sadly.  "Matt it's not your fault but mine.  I should not have
let it continue but I guess I was lonely"

"Mom," I said "I wish it hadn't happened, but since it has I am
glad to be in love with you".

"Honey you are my son for crying out loud," she retorted, "these
things don't happen between a mother and son and besides I am a
married woman".

"Mom," I replied in desperation, "what is done is done.  I can't
take my love back, but will you give at least some serious
consideration to what I just said".  She was silent for a long
time.  She was crying.  My heart went out to her.  I pulled her
to my chest and held her.

"Matt" she whispered.  "I think we should be heading home"

Things cooled down very much after that.  Even though I pleaded
with her, she would not let me take her out on Sundays, telling
me instead that I should find someone of my very own age.  I
could see that it was killing her as much as it was killing me.
As days passed she seemed sad and withdrawn.  This went on for a
month.  Dad noticed the change and asked her why she didn't go
out to the movies with me any more.  Mom shook her head and
asked dad why he didn't take her out.

"You know honey I work every day of the week honey and Sunday is
my only day off.  On that day I prefer to stay and relax at
home," he replied.  He was drunk as usual.  After which a big
verbal fight ensued which ended with Mom exiting to the bedroom
and slamming the door shut.

That Tuesday when my dad, my brother and sister were out of the
house I asked her out again.  To my surprise she quietly nodded
her head in assent.  I went and hugged and she put her head on
my shoulders.  I hugged her tightly indicating to her that with
her assent the tone of our relationship had changed.  I silently
but very gently caressed her back running my hands over her
shoulders and over her behind.  She continued to rest her head
over my shoulders.  I pulled back and looking deep into her eyes
said in a quiet voice.  "Mom I love you and I can't change
that".  I bent down kissed her cheeks, her neck, and then boldly
placed my mouth against her lips.  She did not draw back from my
embrace.  I was elated that at last it seemed she was responding

My flowers were now accepted with a warm kiss on the cheek.
When we were alone the hugs were back but my hands now openly
and gently caressed her.  In the days that followed before the
Sunday date, I saw mom suddenly change back to her old self.  My
sister also remarked at her change to which she replied that she
was going to see a movie with me.  My sister smiled at me saying
that she had thought that I had finally cut the apron strings.
I mumbled saying something about mom needing a break.

That Sunday evening mom looked stunning in a tight dress.  Her
breasts and butt cheeks molded beautifully into her dress.  I
was overcome looking at her beauty.  She looked very young.  I
was, I noticed, the recipient of many an envious stares.  The
movie was a sentimental romance.  As usual I put my arm around
my mom while she leaned her head against my shoulders.  After
the movie as usual we drove up to the cliff.  It was a cool

Mom looked into my eyes and said, "Matt, thank you for your
patience and thank you for the wonderful evening".

I said, "Mom would you be offended if I called you Tracy when we
are alone together".

Mom smiled and replied, "My aren't we getting a little personal
here," and in a low voice she said, "Yes you may Matt".

I looked at mom and said, "Tracy you look sexy tonight".

Mom blushed and laughed at the same time, "Oh Matt if you
weren't my son I would think you are trying to seduce your own

I looked at her and said, "Tracy, I am".

Mom pulled her head back and replied, "Matt for heavens sake I
am your mother and besides I love your father very much".

"Tracy do you really love him?  I see he has been neglecting you
and that you are deeply unhappy.  Give me a chance, I can make
you happy!"

She replied quietly after a long pause, "Matt may be we should
head home before one of us does something that we may deeply
regret the rest of our lives".

I groaned.  "Mom I am sorry but you are so beautiful you make me
say and do things I have no control over.  Many a times I have
wished you were not my mom maybe it would have been easier
romancing you".

I could see that mom was pleased at the compliment I had paid
her. I'm sure dad did not do that.

Mom caressed my cheek, "You poor baby, and by the way I am glad
your are my son.  Do you really think I am beautiful?"

I smiled and replied by drawing her to my breast, "Yes Tracy you
are beautiful and sexy.  Suddenly I bent down and kissed her.

Mom did not draw back but remained passive and stiff in my arms.
I continued to kiss her with more and more passion.  Suddenly
she responded back with equal pressure against my lips.  At last
I could see a crack in her armor.  I pressed my advantage and we
continued necking.  I was all over her face I kissed her cheeks
her eyes her nose and back to her lips.  I gently probed her
mouth with my tongue and she opened her lips.  We necked for a
while.  Suddenly my mother said, "Matt Its getting late I think
we should head home".

As we drove back mom leaned her head back on my shoulder.  I
could see a faint smile in the corner of her mouth.  Halfway
back home I pulled into a side street, to my mom's surprise.  I
pulled the car to a stop, pulled her towards me, and started to
kiss her.

I gently put my hand on her breast she stiffened pulled away
from my lips and whispered, "Matt, I don't think we should do
this". But I cut off any further protest by forcing her lips
back into mine.  I continued caressing her breasts.  They were
firm and felt wonderful in my in my hands.  I knew mom was
getting excited because she began to moan as kiss back with
greater intensity.

Suddenly she pulled back and said, "Matt we should go home".

"Okay Trace".

When we reached home the house was quiet.  Every one had gone to
bed.  I knew dad would be fast asleep drunk.  When we entered
the house I began kissing mom again in the living room down
stairs. At first she protested saying that someone could come
down stairs.

I replied quietly but firmly, "Trace I love you as I have never
loved anyone before.  I just want to kiss you all the time.  I
can't help it.  Besides everyone is fast asleep".

"That's sweet Matt, I love you to! But I am a married woman and
whatever shortcomings your dad has I still love him!"

"Trace", I whispered, "All we are doing is necking I don't see
any harm in that?"

"But honey somebody could wake up and come downstairs".
Suddenly I had an idea.  "Trace, how about going to my room.  We
can lock the door.  Dad I'm sure is drunk and won't miss you".

Mom was silent for a few seconds.  I was surprised when she
nodded her head in agreement.

Mom replied, "Go to room and wait for me I'll go and check on
your father".

In my room I paced back and forth excitedly.  Suddenly my
bedroom door clicked open and mom walked in.  She pulled the
door shut and locked it.  She hastily came up to me and said,
"Dads asleep drunk as usual".  I taught I heard a note of
disgust in her voice.

"Honey, I don't think we shouldn't do this as it could get out
of hand", she whispered.  "I have never cheated on dad".

"I know" I replied "But mom, trace trust me I would never hurt
you.  I love you as I have never loved anyone before".

"Oh Matt" mom said timidly and kissed me on the cheek.  I sank
with her on my bed and began kissing her.  The kisses grew more
and more heated and I could feel Tracy's excitement through her
dress.  My hands were now rowing all over her body caressing her
breasts one second and rubbing her ass the next.

I reached behind to undo the buttons on the front of her blouse.
Mom went rigid in my arms for a few seconds but then she
relaxed. I swiftly undid the buttons and removed her blouse as
quickly as possible afraid she would change her mind any time.
All the while I continued kissing her.  I reached back and
unsnapped her bra.

Again mom weakly protested and whispered, "Hon think of your
father".  I knew we were far too gone to think of anybody else.
I cut her off with another open-mouthed kiss.  All of a sudden
her bare breasts were pressed against mine.  I blindly reached
out and began to fondle them.  They felt soft and sexy.  I bent
down and took a nipple in my mouth and began to lick and suck.
Mom moaned in passion.  Her nipples were long and thick.  Her
nipples were soon erect in excitement.

"Trace I love you, I can't help it.  I know I should feel guilty
of cheating dad but I don't care" I declared.

I continued kissing all the way to her navel savoring the
slightly salty taste of her body.  Mom gave an audible squeak of
pleasure.  I reached her belly button with my tongue and began
to kiss and lick it as mom pushed her self up to me in pleasure.
 I began to stroke her legs up and down, all the while kissing
her belly button.  Her legs were firm to touch.  Slowly my hand
inched further and further under her skirt.  Her thighs felt
firm and soft.

Mom stiffened as my hand reached the crotch of her panties.  I
reached up and sought her lips and gently forced them open with
my tongue.  Mom moaned into my mouth.  She relaxed and opened
her thighs in response.  I shook my head in disbelief.  Mom, the
woman of my dreams, the same woman who had borne my brother and
sister, the woman who had birthed me was letting me make love to
her.  I caressed her through her panties.  I felt her cleft and
began to rub it.  Mom moaned in pleasure.  I could feel to
moistness seep through her panties.

I pulled my hands out from under her skirt, quickly undid the
zipper and pulled it down.  I stood up, removed my clothes as
quickly as I could.  My cock was hard as an iron bar.  I slid
down mom's body until my mouth was pressed against the crotch of
her panties.  Only the panties separated her bush from my mouth.
I inhaled deeply breathing in the intoxicating aroma of her
juices mixed with the faint smell of stale urine.  I noticed
that her pubic hair stuck out the side of her panties, an
indication that she was blessed with a rich pubic thatch.

I began to lick the crotch of her panties as Tracy wiggled in
excitement.  I began to savor her juices that seeped through her

I reached and hooked my fingers under the waistband of her
panties and began to tug them down.  Suddenly mom jerked up.

"Oh, honey, no, we shouldn't" she said.  "You are my son and I
shouldn't be doing this.  Besides I don't want to cheat on your

"Tracy, Mom I love you.  You are the most beautiful woman in the
world.  I know it's unusual for a mother and son to be sexually
involved.  I believe that if you love some one its only natural
to make love."

"But Matt what if someone finds out."

"Tracy, we can be careful and no one needs to know our business."

"But Matt" I kissed her before she could complete her sentence.

I kissed her hair her eyes and once again lowered my mouth to
her full sexy lips.  Suddenly Mom went limp in my arms.  She
began to kiss back with more passionate intensity.  Our tongues
dueled with each other.

I reached down and tugged her panties.  This time she did not
resist.  I pulled them off and threw them down on the floor.
She instinctively reached down and covered her womanhood from my
prying eyes.  I gently but firmly pulled her hand away.  I
stared at the thick rich dark pubic hair like some one in a

Mom reached up and pulled me down and began to kiss me as I
began to gently caress and finger her mons.  I nibbled at her
teats at the same time inserted my middle finger into her
womanhood. Never in my dreams did I ever think that one day Mom
would let me pull her panties down and caress her femininity.

She was very wet.  I moved my mouth down her body to the inside
of her thighs and then proceeded to kiss and lick it.  I then
moved my mouth up to her pubic hair and proceeded to nibble it.
All the while Tracy, my Mom moaned in pleasure.  I licked the
thick pubic hair and then proceeded to pull her vagina open.  I
breathed in the rich feminine odor of my excited mother.  I
stared at the inner wall and noticed the small pink hole through
which she peed.  I licked it.  I licked the surrounding walls
savoring the rich flavor of her very wet hole.  I ran my tongue
over her clitoris and Mom yelped in pleasure.

I placed a finger in her vagina and proceeded to run it in and
out while eating her.  Her breathing grew ragged.  I continued
to stimulate her clitoris for a long time.  Mom grew very wet.
My fingers were drenched with her juices.  Suddenly mom
stiffened and moaned at the same time.  Her body then shuddered
continuously as I rapidly licked her clitoris.  I knew she had
just climaxed.  She quickly pulled me up on top of her.

"Honey, That was good".  She whispered shyly.  "I have never had
an orgasm this good.

"Mom you are sexy and beautiful.  This has been my ultimate
fantasy to make love to you."

"You really think I'm beautiful honey."

"Oh Tracy, yes"

Mom reached up and pulled me down lightly kissed my lips and
then forced my mouth open with her tongue.  At the same time she
reached down and grabbed my penis and began to rub it up and
down her very wet slit.  She grew more and more agitated.

"Mom" I whispered.  "I love you".  She spread her legs wide as
if in silent assent and bought the tip of my cock and placed it
against her vaginal orifice.  I looked deep into her eyes as she
began to push me into her.  I was big and thick for my age.  Her
vagina slowly opened like a petal.  Mom suddenly pushed upward
and my cock slid into her vagina to the hilt.  Mom was
surprisingly very tight for someone who had three children.  I
could feel her muscles clutching me like a vice.

I pulled out and then slid back in one fluid motion.  I then
proceeded to fuck mom with a fury that I had never experienced
before.  Her body shook in rhythm to the fuck strokes.  My penis
was soon saturated with her lubricating juices.  We moved as if
we were made to fuck each other.  Every down stroke was met with
an upstroke.  I could feel the tip of my cock hit the mouth of
her womb with each plunge.  She began to breathe heavier and

After rutting like animals for about fifteen minutes she
suddenly went rigid and clutched my ass.  I could feel began
rapid contractions about my cock at the same time I began to
ejaculate against her womb.  I must have spilt a load in her as
I felt the semen running back out of her vagina.

We stayed coupled for some time savoring the aftermath of our
mutual orgasm, and kissing each other.  I started to get excited
and felt my self-hardening in her.  I gently started to see saw
back and forth in her vagina.  This time the fuck was slow and
gentle, it lasted a longer time.  Mom and I came at the same

"Matt" she said after the last romantic fuck.  "You are huge, I
never had it this good with your father.  I can't remember when
I had my last orgasm."  I beamed with pride.  My first with mom
had been better than anything dad had been able to deliver in
all the years they had been married.

"Oh mom, that's only because I love you so much"

"Oh sweetheart this was the best orgasm so far" she remarked.

"Matt, honey" Mom whispered.  "I should be going back to your
fathers bed.  We don't want to arouse any suspicion now, would

We kissed for some time whispering sweet nothings to each other.
She then got up cleaned her self.

"Tracy can I keep your panties" I asked in a whisper.  Mom was

"A souvenir of your conquest," mom asked mischievously.

"Yes," I replied.

"Only if you hide it".

Mom put her clothes back on and pantyless she slipped out of the
room.  I was covered with a mixture of our fuck juices.  The
last thing I remember falling asleep was mom's panties pressed
to my cheeks.

The next day Mom did not look at me when the family was seated
at the breakfast table.  I thought I had blown it.  The family
finally dispersed for the day and I was getting ready to go to
school.  Mom stepped into my room.

"Matt" she said, "we need to talk."

"Tracy what's wrong."

Mom blushed.

"Honey we can't repeat what we did last night"

Before I could protest any further she motioned me to be quiet.

"Hon, I think last night was wonderful.  I will always treasure.
But I have never been unfaithful to your dad except for last
night.  This is never going to happen again."

"Mom," I protested as I moved towards her and pulled her into my
arms, "I love you and I know that you love me.  Give our love a

I tried to kiss her but she averted her lips and pulled out of
my embrace and shook her head.

"Tracy," I said, as she was ready to leave my room "I will not
stop loving you and will not stop pursuing you."

Mom left my room with tears in her eyes.

Things cooled down after that.  And even though I could see that
mom was unhappy she would not budge from her resolve.  I had
given up ever getting her back.

Then something strange happened.  I started seeing this girl
Lisa who lived about four blocks down the street.  I noticed
that mom's demeanor towards me changed.  She acted more like
someone who was jealous.  She snapped at me at the smallest of

"Matt" she said one day as I was on my way out on a date with
Lisa.  "I think Lisa is not a good influence on you."

I was stunned.  "Tracy, if I did not know any better, I would
think you are jealous."

No I'm not jealous of that tramp", she snapped.

"Oh I think you are." I said and walked out before she could

Secretly I was happy that she was jealous.  It gave me hope that
maybe she would reconsider.

Well that hope came sooner than later.  One day when we were
alone, mom asked, "Matt maybe we should go out for a movie this

I was pleasantly surprised.

"Tracy, Oh yes, Oh yes." I whispered.

The days following I was in a trance.  I couldn't wait for the

For our date mom had gone out of her way to dress sexy.  I could
not believe that the sexy woman next to me was my date.  After
the movie we drove to our secluded spot.  I pulled her into my
arms and mom did not resist.  We began to kiss passionately.  My
hands were roaming all over her body.  I could see mom was
visibly excited.

After an hour or so of necking we drove back home.  When we
reached home everyone was asleep.

"Go to your room and wait for me, I'll check on your father."
she whispered.

I was undressed and in bed when she entered.  After locking the
door she came to me.  Our passionate kissing continued.  I
swiftly undressed mom and rolled on top of her.  I kissed every
inch of her body over and over again.  I held on to her shapely
ass as I ate her out.

I got on top of her, she took hold of my penis, which was hard
as a steel bar, and placed it against her vaginal opening.  I
pressed and easily entered her very slick cunt.  I held moms ass
and started fucking her.  Mom moaned with pleasure at every fuck
stroke.  We rolled around the bed, sometimes she was on top and
at other times I was.  We were at it for a long time and when I
forcefully ejaculated into her, she came with an intensity I had
never seen before.

"Hon," she said, "that was the best so far".

"Tracy, I'm glad you changed your mind".  "Oh Son I missed you,
and when you started going out with that tramp."

"You mean Lisa," I interrupted with a laugh.

"Yes, her," she said with some impatience.

"I realized I was jealous and that I loved you more than
anything thing in the world."

"As a lover" I asked mischievously.

"Yes realized I loved you, not only as a mother but as a lover
and that I could not bear to be apart from you." She whispered.

"Do you love me more than dad." I asked.

"Oh son I respect your dad, but I don't love him.  At one time I
thought I did, but after being with you I now know what love is."

"Tracy, I love you.  You have just made me the happiest man in
the world.  I don't want to share you with anyone, even dad.
You belong to me.  Your body is mine.  I want you naked in my
arms all the time.  I want to enter you all the time."

"Oh son that is so wicked, but I love it.  Matt, this is going
to be our secret.  I want to be in your arms naked all the times
but we have to be careful.  I don't want your Dad, brother or
your sister to find out.  I know it would break your fathers

"Yes Tracy I know," I replied.

We began to kiss; my hands fondled her breasts.  I then
proceeded to kiss her lovely long nipples, which were swollen
with passion. She pushed me on my back and climbed on top of me
and lowered her cunt on my cock.  She pressed down until I was
buried in her to the hilt.  She lowered her mouth to mine while
she proceeded to move up and down, slowly at first and then very
rapidly. Suddenly her tongue began to frantically duel with
mine.  She then opened her mouth in a silent scream.  I knew she
had climaxed.

I rolled on top of her and continued to fuck her with savage
fuck strokes.  Her body shook with each fuck stroke.  She
screamed and at the same time I buried my cock against her womb
and proceeded to saturate her inner walls with my semen.  After
the wild ride we began to kiss tenderly while we were still
joined at the crotch.

Mom pushed me on my back and began to kiss my body all over.
When she reached my crotch she took my hard cock in her mouth.
Mom then gave me a blowjob.  When I came she swallowed all of my

From that time on we tried to spend every opportunity with each
other.  Whenever we were alone moms would be the one to first
make sexual overtures.  She was at her sexual peak and
constantly horny- I know because when I pulled her panties off
she was already sopping wet.  I was proud when she told me shyly
that she would get wet just thinking of me, and that nobody had
excited her that way.

I gave up seeing Lisa at mom's behest.

Some times we were so crazy for each other that we took risks.

One time, while the family was down in the living room, I
noticed that mom had gone to the bathroom upstairs.  I went
upstairs and silently opened the bathroom door.  Mom had not
locked it.  She was peeing.  Her eyes widened in surprise when
she saw me. Before she could say anything I pulled her of the
commode, ripped out some toilet paper, cleaned her up, turned
her around, bent her over the commode, and entered her from

"Honey someone may come up" she whispered.  But I ignored her.
I fucked until we both climaxed.  I then pulled her panties up
and would not allow her to clean herself up.  We did not get
caught. But for the rest of the day I knew mom had sticky
panties and it was my semen dripping out of her cunt.

I remember one night I woke up horny.  I wanted mom bad.  So I
very silently crept to my parents bedroom.  They were both
asleep. I knew that dad was in a drunk and fast asleep.  Mom was
in her nightgown with the covers thrown back.  She looked
extremely sexy. I went up to her and shook her awake.  When she
did, I motioned her too keep quiet.  I whispered that I wanted
to see her in my room and left.  About two minutes later she was
in my room.  As I pushed her on my bed and I undressed.

"Matt I need to sleep and beside that was stupid of you to come
to my bedroom" she grumbled.  I cut of any further protest by
kissing her.  I pulled mom's dress up and began to eat her.  In
no time I had mom wet and excited.  I moved on top and entered
her womanhood and proceeded to make love to her.  Later that
night, when she left my room, she was one happy customer.

For the next two years we were careful and fucked at every
opportunity.  Sometimes we would go away and spend weekends in a
motel making love.  Dad did not suspect a thing.  He thought
that I was being a concerned son.  He never suspected our
frequent outings.  I think he was glad that mom was not there to
nag him about his drinking.

Two years later my sister got married and moved to New York.  My
older brother did odd jobs and lived in Texas.  I thought that
the affair with mother was over when I went to California to
attend college.  But mom missed me and visited me at every

In the end we were so love sick that she divorced dad and moved
in with me.  Dad was too addicted to drinks to care.  Being far
away from the family was a blessing.  Now we lived openly as
husband and wife and can barely be apart.  Its good that Mom is
a highly sexed woman hence she doesn't mind the fact that I am
constantly kissing, caressing, and undressing her.  We average
at least two fucks a day.

Mom had a good job.  I also knew mom wanted more kids.

"Tracy" I said one day, when I was nineteen and mom was
thirty-six, "I would like to get you pregnant."

"Hon, we can't! What if the family finds out and besides who
will take care of the kid, you go to school and I work."

"Mom" I said, "for one thing, we hardly see them, and besides
they'll think it was an accident with some lover and I will take
care of the kid when you are at work."  Mom was reluctant at
first, but she finally gave in.  I took great pleasure
impregnating her.  We now have a baby girl.  The family, whom we
see very rarely thinks it was an accident that mom had in a
night of passion with a stranger.

Seeing the success of the first, mom now wants me to father her
next child.  At the birth of our son I quit school and we moved
to Denmark.  We have not kept in touch with the rest of the
family.  We live openly as husband and wife.  I started my own
travel agency, which is doing very well.  Mom stays at home and
looks after Amanda our daughter.  Every night after we put
Amanda to bed the fun starts.  Mom is so excited that she is
already wet when I pull her panties off.  We then share an
intimate shower. We wipe each other clean and then repair to the
bedroom to make love over and over again.