Date: Sun, 5 Feb 2017 14:53:44 +1100 From: Joseph Hammond Subject: Oedipus got lucky Part 7 Oedipus got lucky Part 7 Mum's reliving memories of her girlhood seemed to stir her up...she'd been molested, by two men, uncle Tim and his friend but those experiences certainly hadn't upset her because she seemed eager to share them with me. "It's funny darling...the way both of them liked to watch me play with myself...just like this" and she spread her legs wide, slender fingers dipping between pussy lips, getting into the mood mum closed her eyes, relaxing. I watched for a bit then had to ask "Mum, just how old were you...when the baby was born...and what on earth happened?" She sighed "I was just 10 years old dear...there was going to be one hell of a fuss of course and - well - uncle Tim and his friend somehow arranged things...I had the baby (it was you of course) but well, somehow the records show Uncle Tim's friend and his then wife - were the parents, don't ask me what went on but at least there was no fuss and nothing happened to me either...later of course I was able to bring you up.....unofficially of course. My mind was in overdrive. Mum was only 10 years older than I....and as for official records, well, she wasn't my mum at all! After we'd made love mother and I lay quietly, my mind though was still churning with possibilities, yes she was my actual mother and...well there was the age difference but would it show that much? It would depend on things such as mode of dress of course but.....really. We'd need to move away, far away then...well what if we were challenged? "Mum, do I have a birth certificate?" "Of course you do dear, why...oh yes I see, no it doesn't mention me at all and you have a different surname - naturally". I was excited. Looking at the woman stretched naked beside me I paused to gloat, yes she was my mother - and obviously available to me sexually....but technically and as far as the law was concerned there was no problem at all if I....here I began to fondle a breast. Mum opened an eye "my, oh my darling, at it again, so soon then?" She hesitated then asked point blank "You really do like me then....I mean there's all the sex we have but.....otherwise, how do we feel about each other?" I'd already come to a conclusion "Well, mum as for me, I'd like to marry you". She went rigid "That's silly dear...of course it would be lovely but you know we can't....." "Why not mum, just think...we'd need to move well away from here but legally there's nothing to stop us, officially we aren't mother and son...that's only what people here think." I'd never seen mother's eyes open so wide "There's tests though dear, they could do tests..." I chipped in "But why should they bother, even here we don't attract attention, people leave us alone...so it would be easy somewhere else, now I'm of legal age, for us to arrange a civil ceremony with all the documents needed to legitimise it - just think mum, we'd be able to go out places, hold hands, all the stuff people do and all perfectly legal?" Her face crumpled "Oh darling...it sounds so, so wonderful, but are you sure, I mean there's our age difference...." I thought about couples I knew....6 year age gaps were common, 10 were not unheard of and dismissed her objection. "So, what do you think mum...shall we?" Pressing her naked body to mine mother put her arms around me, once more I felt her incredible softness, the feel of smooth skin as I allowed my hands to caress her back, then we kissed. When eventually I entered her she whispered "Oh darling, we're so, so, naughty aren't we but won't we make ...such a wonderful couple?" I was too busy enjoying her to answer. For the moment drained I lay beside mum idly caressing her breasts, various thoughts swirled through my head..some I shared "You know mum, to pull it off, we'll have to start acting as a dating couple - not here of course - but somewhere else and that's another thing, we need to decide where we're going?" I knew the house wouldn't be a problem because mum owned it, Uncle Tim had left it to her some years back and selling would set us up just about anywhere we wanted. Then came a surprise....mum seemed unsure where to start but eventually confided that consequent upon my adoption by Uncle Tim's friend and his wife...their recent deaths meant that a useful sum of money would now come my way - I was now of age. Gradually it was dawning upon me that things were falling into place...mum too had a dazed look. I broke the silence "So, will you be my girlfriend then? Perhaps we could use "mum" as a nickname - people would probably take it as a term of affection, after all they'll notice you look a bit older than me - so what do you think?" It was something I couldn't put off I knew - breaking the news of our pending departure to my little boy friend - nor could I tell him the true reason, instead telling him it was related to job prospects concerning mum and myself. I watched his face briefly crumple and then as I held him to me felt his fingers between my legs, heard him gulp then announce "well, we'd better just make the most of it then, hadn't we? I came prepared, an' I've got lots of lube stuff - fuck me silly if you want!" His pants were already around his ankles and he stood there naked from the waist down, erection jutting from under his shirt, I had to feel it. There's something lovely about holding another boy's prick, the smooth silky feeling of the dome and the rigid shaft pulsating in your hand as you reach down it...I was looking into his eyes as I caressed his penis - it seems to make it more sexy - just then he lost it and burst out "Oh I know, I know...yeah, you've got to move...I've guessed, I won't say it but...maybe...maybe I could visit? No, you don't have to explain...it's OK?" Of course I should have realised he'd pick up on me and mum so now what to do? Temporising I suggested "What say I have a talk...with someone....?" Through his tears he smiled and nodded "Do it now, can we? Show you still like fucking me......oh yessss, you put it in so nice and slow, so gentle...keep going...there!" He was quite right, I still enjoyed fucking him, there was something special about the boy, frail looking though he was he had deliciously moulded buttocks, firm and pert...then those huge dark eyes of his...I'd had him on his back this time and in no time it seemed his prick twitched then began to pump, as it did so he threw an arm across, covering his eyes, his hips heaved up and he uttered funny little sobs then "I do ...so...hope...she says "yes"....but let's do this as often as we can...before you go, just in case...please?" I looked down at his long smooth slender legs and trim little penis, still hard as I reached for it.....pale skinned torso - like a girl's really and his nipples, glowing pink now with arousal - I felt myself begin to stiffen once more even though I'd only just cum in him. "Hey...feel up to another?" I asked. "Oh yeah, please....please, God I'm greedy, so greedy....want your prick up me...all day....". I didn't mind, I'd noticed his nipples and stooped between his legs to fondle them before cupping my hands to mound his breasts they made a sexy handful "You, you, you're using me as a woman now aren't you - really using me? An', an'...I love it...what I need...so much....anything else...you want to do with me....just say, I won't mind..." His skin, so wonderfully smooth, and my prick sliding so smoothly in him...he was made for fucking...and making love too...I'd be kissing and caressing him once I'd finished inside him - that I knew.....so "yes" I'd certainly have to see what mum said...after all, he'd already guessed hadn't he?