Author’s note:This story includes non-protected sex between a mother and her son with the intent of impregnation. It does not involve anal.Special thanks to kenjisato for his assistance in proofreading and editing my story.Hearing the door to the garage close, I knew my mother, Emily, had arrived home. That, along with her angelic voice singing

“So, are we staying tonight?” Amy repeated Beth’s question of a few minutes earlier.”You said you had college in the morning?” queried Beth.Amy thought for a moment. “My first class isn’t until eleven.”I nodded. “We can easily make it back for that if you two lazybones don’t sleep in.””Hey,” protested Beth, punching me playfully.”Settled then,”

My first story. Here goes.________________________Finally. After 18 months in Iraq, TJ was home. Albeit a bit earlier than he had thought when he told his family. But time away from the Marines, IEDs, insurgents, and an increasingly crabby Gunny Sergeant was exactly what he needed. So there he was, standing on the front porch of

My mother and I were just right for each other. After our first encounter we were never shy about things again. Not that we really were at all, but after our intimacy was expressed, we really bonded together in a truly unique way. A way that only a mother and child can.I did have a