Mystery of the Moon - Sex Stories

Mystery of the Moon

... good to hold on tight when my loins instinctively start thrusting upwards, towards the birth-place that welcomes me once again.

"Come, my baby, come..." mom purrs into my ear, repeating the phrase like a secret mantra as our bodies glisten with pearls of sweat under the shine of the strange moon.

"Oh, fill your mother with your warmth like you once did..." mom whispers, her eyes glimmering with longing in the moonlight. I go so deep that I feel my balls touching mom and tightening, and there I now stay, because I feel that now is the time all my secret fears and forbidden desires will come true.

"Ah yess!" I moan as I feel my balls contracting, sending their gift of life up my hard shaft. I press my head against my mother's shoulder, and hold her tightly as my young aching body heaves and suddenly shoots the sperm with frightening power into her. But I feel my mother's soft, heavy breasts against my chest and her strong, slender thighs around me and I know I'm safe. So is my sperm in her womb where the first, thick, pearly-white jet of it now wetly splatters, making her shudder.

It feels like coming back home under the glorious shining light of the mysterious moon...

Mom is twitching in my arms, she yelps softly every time she feels a spurt of hot ...

... sperm inside her. I notice she is holding her left hand on her belly, trying to feel the powerful shots as they strike the inner wall of the womb. My balls fire another huge load yet again, I carry a lot of weight in them, the bursts are gigantic. The uncontrollable force of the ejaculation makes me cry, my entire youthful body is jumping, instinctively driving all its energy for firing immense amounts of hot sperm into an allowing female body. The conscious problem of it being my mother's is far beyond the reach of my mind in its painfully orgasmic state. I feel my mother's birth canal pulsating warmly around my cock as it pumps burning life-giving liquid from my balls into her, where I knew it was all warm and pink and cozy...

"Baby, baby..." Mom moans her thanks for my gift into my ear with every single long ropy spurt of myself I can give back to her in the form of white, squirmy sperm.

Finally I am empty and mom is full and we collapse into each others' arms, panting and blushing. Our lips and tongues meet in one last, long, lingering lovers' kiss, but we both know that this was now over forever. Tomorrow we would again be a mother and a son for the rest of our lives.

This was the mystery of the moon, in all the world only known to my mother and me...