My Loving Son - Sex Stories

My Loving Son

... a blistering, thunderous, crushing bang, her body exploded in to pieces. Mark almost tore her nipples off, then she fell on him, completely and utterly shattered by the climax of her lifetime, never again would Cathy achieve such a destructive, earth shattering orgasm. And it was all because of her body taking over her mind. It had made her talk to her husband, it had made her take hold of Marks prick, it had made her climb over him, and it had made her fuck herself silly on him. Mark for his part had been totally innocent. She woke up at two in the morning, she wondered briefly where she was, she felt for her young lover, he was right there beside her. Cathy spooned herself into him and cried herself back to sl**p. She knew now the enormity of what she was doing with her nephew, she would never love him the way a woman loves her man, but oh how she needed him. But she had begun to notice a change in him. Especially when he was around his mother, his sole attention was always on her, even the puppy dog looks he gave her. She started to think that he loved her, and that's why, although she had warned him not to fall in love with her, he hadn't. Because he loved his mother the way a boy wasn't supposed to. But they became the hard and fast lovers they had started off to be, they never had a regular routine, she or her husband would call him on the off chance that he would be able to pop over, and of course he always did. Cathy turned him into the consummate lover, accomplished ...

... and confidant. Knowledgeable about a woman's body only men of later years could hope to learn. And three months after becoming lovers, Cathy and John announced to the world that she was having a baby. Neither Cathy nor Mark knew if he was the father, but Cathy was betting it was Mark, and she didn't care. Four months later. "Right mum, dad, I've changed everything, so even if you change your mind now," he said looking at his dad, "It'll be too late, I'm off instead." Emma hugged her son hard; she also felt the obvious erection he had. "Ooooooo," she thought lewdly, "he has a hard on for me, his own mother!" If she had only known that it was, and what her son had planned for her she would have collapsed. And there was something he hadn't told her. He had been onto the tour operators online help desk, he had asked about a change in cabins, his father, the tight wad, had only booked a cheap inside berth one. 'If you upgrade,' he was told, 'we have list of people who cannot get on the cruise, so if you did, we would give you a good deal on a superior stateroom.' Mark checked the brochure, he saw one and asked how much it would be, what he was after was one with a double bed not singles. 'With the discount, it would be another 3500 USD,' was the reply. He turned the page again, and that's when he saw what he wanted, he typed in his question, and the reply was. That stateroom would be another 6500 USD.' He was told. Mark said he wanted it, and set about paying for it out of his own ...