Date: Thu, 8 Feb 2018 20:19:03 +0000 (UTC)
From: Las Vegas <lvnv2008@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mom Fought the Dick

Mom Fought the Dick, a Short Story

Bisexual, Adult/Youth, Incest
Nifty/Prolific Author/Las Vegas
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Lisa fought the dick, really fought it. It was not easy. She wanted that
thick cock as much as the thick cock wanted her, but she tried to
resist. She truly did. However, the constant pressure to take it, and her
hunger for it eventually led her to fuck. Afterwards, when she was enjoying
incredible fucks with her son, and he asked, "Mom, why did you fight the
dick?", she wondered why herself.

One afternoon Lisa walked into her son's bedroom. The 17-year old was nude
on the bed jerking off a load. The sight of her 6'2, muscular son, with his
broad shoulders and narrow hips holding a big and thick dick was
shocking. It shocked her that he was jacking off during the middle of the
day, shocked her that his cock was so massive, shocked her that while he
slowed down upon seeing her he did not stop, but mostly shocked her that
she stood there until he shot his wad. She recognized the rainbow color
satin panties he was holding to his balls as hers. He saw her and moved the
panties to his nose and took a long, deep sniff, and then covered his cock
head with them as he started to shoot his load, soaking the small panties
so much so that she could see his white sperm seep out of the top of the
tiny thong that barely covered his cock head.

Lisa went to the kitchen to cook dinner. She was trembling. Her panties
wet, her nipples harden. She could not think. He came and stood behind her,
pressing himself up against her ass, his cock still semi-hard. She
shuddered. She wanted to say no, wanted to say don't, wanted to say stop,
but she just stood there feeling that shaft of his growing against her ass
cheek. He kissed her shoulder and reached around to play with her tit. It
was full and heavy. His other hand slid down the front of her body, past
her stomach, past her groin, way down to where her slit was. She was
wet. He pressed into her cunt with his middle finger and she moved her hips
up against his hand. Then they heard the car driving up and he walked
away. She knew she had come close to getting fucked, and she resolved not
to let it happen.

Lisa was surprised to see him home after school as he had planned to hang
out with a friend, but he said he had something else on his mind. He pulled
her to him and she shook her head no as he bent his head to her tit,
sucking it right through the material of her tee while his hands kneaded
her ass. He was taller than she, so he bent his knees a little and moved
his hips upward so that she could feel his cock head against her clit. He
was kissing her neck and she said, "We".  Breathed. "Need". Breathed.
"To". Breathed. "Stop". Breathed. He replied, "We". "Need". "To". "Fuck."
and he hit her clit again with the head of his cock. The poking at her cunt
chipped away at her resistance and she was about to nod yes, when the phone
rang. She told him that might be his father, and she went to answer the
call. Another narrow escape.

The next day she was in the laundry room when he approached her and stood
behind her. He rubbed her shoulder, kissed the back of her neck, and asked
her why she was fighting the dick, when they both knew she was going to
fuck. All she could say was, "Because.", and then she closed her eyes and
let herself enjoy the wonderful feeling of his hands on her body.  His
large hands were so strong and firm and everywhere. She made no attempt to
limit him on where he was touching her, or how he was touching her. He
turned her around to face him and lifted her up onto the dryer. She was
breathing so hard she was sure she was going to pass out. He stepped in
between her legs, using his body to spread her legs father apart. He pulled
her shorts and panties to the side to give him cunt access and started to
pull his pants and briefs down when the doorbell rang. She said that his
dad must have forgotten his keys and as she stumbled to the front door she
realized this time she had narrowly escaped a dicking.

Her husband and she normally got up at 7, but today he had an early plane
to catch and left the house while she still slept. She was just starting to
wake when her son came into the room. With the hall light on behind him she
could see he was nude as he approached the bed. She said he needed to think
about this as he climbed into bed with her and got in between her legs. He
kissed her hard on the mouth, and then spit on his hand and rubbed the spit
on the head of his dick. With one hand he held the head of his dick right
at her pussy, and with the other he pulled her panties aside. He moved the
head up and down against her slit, and she felt the hardness of him
spreading her pussy lips apart and the head starting low on her cunt and
running up all the way to her clit, and then back down until she was a
little wet and he entered her. She had been shaking her head back and
forth, and shook her head no all though the fuck, but he fucked her hard
and fast telling her the entire time she shouldn't fight the dick, and as
she continued to insist that what they were doing was wrong, she fucked him
back. She came, and then came again, and then came a third time. He shot
his wad inside her. He started to pull out and when it was just the head
remaining inside her he rammed his entire cock into her again. She tried to
hold him there, buried deep inside of her, but he was stronger and pulled
out. He told her that after three orgasms, and possibly a fourth if he had
stayed in her, that from now on he just expected her to let herself get
fucked. He told her, "No more fighting the dick".

That afternoon she was making dinner and he pulled her over to the kitchen
table, and as he pulled her shorts and panties down to her knees he told
her to bend over, and then he dropped his pants and briefs to his
ankles. She did what he told her to do, but kept saying, "This isn't
right", over and over and he squatted down and sip on her pussy, got up to
position his dick, entered her, fucked her, and came. All the while as she
kept telling him it wasn't right, he kept telling her to take the
dick. After he came he stayed inside of her so that she would feel his
entire rod pulsating in her pussy as he rubbed her back under her top. He
told her what a wonderful fuck she was and how they were going to fuck all
the time. He said, "I now own this pussy", and jabbed his cock at her to
make his point as to what pussy he meant.

After dinner he was sitting on his bed nude when she walked by. He called
to her. She stood in the doorway and just looked at him. He held out his
hand and reminded her she was not supposed to be fighting it. The "it"
being his dick. She walked over to him and he told her to take off her
top. She did. Then he said that now she should take off her bra. She did
that too. She had such big, heavy breasts which he feasted on, first
sucking and biting on one and then on the other, as he lowered first her
shorts and then her panties. He reached down and inserted his middle finger
into her and it slipped in so easy he knew she was wet and ready. He told
her to climb on and fuck herself on his dick. She had a pained look on her
face that showed she really wanted to say no... as she climbed onto his
dick. She let her weight force her cunt down on his rod, until she felt the
lips of her pussy touching his groin. Then she fucked herself through
several orgasms. She would have kept on fucking herself had he not flipped
her over and finished by dumping one large wad into her.

She knew she was safe from his cock when he came home from school because
her husband was back from the trip. But then, as if it were a conspiracy,
her husband said he was taking a nap before dinner, and they could order
pizza when and "if" he woke up. When the door of their bedroom closed her
son led her to the den and had her kneel on the small sofa facing away from
him. He raised her dress and lowered her panties and told her to use her
own saliva to wet her cunt. When she hesitated, he asked her if she would
rather take it bone dry. She did as he had said, she spit on her hand and
spread the saliva all over her pussy until it was wet enough to insert a
finger, then she spread cunt juices around to get her pussy ready for
him. She got fucked fast and hard, and the idea of her son feeding her his
cock while her husband was in the house gave her an immediate and powerful
climax. Such a strong orgasm in fact, that she bit the couch to keep from
crying out. When her son froze she knew he too had come. She was covered in
sweat and knew she smelled like a walking fuck, but taking a shower meant
she might wake her husband, and she wanted another fucking as soon as
possible. Her son laughed, slapped her ass and told her she had the makings
of a perfect slut. His perfect slut.

They were daily; the fucks. Sometimes multiple fucks in one day, and
sometimes even back to back fucks. Every now and then she thought of
resisting, of putting an end to the incest, but then her son would put her
hand on his erection or expose his hardon to her and she'd lose all will
power. It was too much of a temptation, the biblical knowledge of her son,
the cardinal knowledge their bodies had of each other's body. There were
times when she thought of what they were doing, and her nipples would get
hard and her panties wet. Sometimes she'd wake from in the middle of the
night and realize she was masturbating in her sleep.  Then one night she
woke when she felt a hand over her mouth and her son pulled her out of
bed. She wanted to protest that it was too dangerous, but with her husband
sleeping right next to her it seemed like the better option was to let
herself be lead her away from her marriage bed and to the world of
incest. He took her into the hall bathroom and lifted her up onto the sink,
got in between her legs, pulled his pajamas down to his knees, moved her
panties aside and entered her. As he fucked her she held on and then she
saw their reflection on the mirror behind the door and the sight of her
getting fucked by this powerful, young stud, the forbidden incestual fruit
that she craved so much made her lose control. She started by whispering
"fuck me" into his ear, and then as she watched his ass rhythmically move
the words got progressively louder until she was screaming it. If her son
did not notice or did not care that she was yelling so loudly she couldn't
say. What she did know that his thick cock thrusting in and out of her was
so wonderful, that she just had to beg for him not to stop. He didn't. Not
even when she came, not even when she was racked by multiple orgasms. Not
even when she told him that she could not come any more. He pulled out,
turned her over onto her stomach, so that she was bent over before him. He
spread her ass cheeks, spit on her asshole and push his cock into her ass.

Both were completely spent. Without his realizing it, he had pushed her all
the way flat against the mirror so that her face was pressed against the
glass. They were both breathing hard and covered with sweat. After he
caught his breath, he pulled out, slapped her ass, and pulled up his
pajamas. She stood up and her face was matted with her hair, and her pubic
hair matted with cum. When they came out of the bathroom her husband was
standing there. Her husband asked how long this had been going on and her
son replied that this was the first time at the same time she said
months. Her son smiled at his dad and said, "Well this was the first time
in her ass".