(Warning..be ready for some Emotional Drama...)
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"He saw it...Jack, he saw his wife and son screwing each other."
Madelyn panicked.
Here, she laid down on the bed, with her son's cock inside her cunt, and was discovered by her husband.
She couldn't even imagine what would happen.
Considering Shane's personality, he would not let this word out that his wife was fucking his son, but he would most certainly divorce her.
And that was something she didn't want.
Not because she couldn't bear to part with his money, but, because she knew her son Jack more than he knew himself.
And because she understood him, she knew that he loved his father.
After all, no matter how Shane neglected her, it couldn't be denied that he treated them well.
Even though he was busy every single day, barely finding time to be with them, he still tried his best to meet the needs of the two, giving them the best facilities, sending Jack to the best schools, making sure every demand was met.
And it was precisely because she knew it, that she didn't divorce him, otherwise, she would've walked away long ago.
It's never easy for a child to choose between a mother and a father. She knew that if they divorced, Jack would choose to stay with her... but it would still hurt him. Because to choose one, he would have to let go of the other.
Wasn't this the reason, they've been avoiding pregnancy, after all, she hadn't had sex with Shane for years no, so if she got knocked up...it would mean that it was someone else' and she cheated on him.
To be honest, even getting caught cheating by her husband, wouldn't have made her feel as panicked as this scene did.
Because the guy she was screwing, was their son.
"Okay okay, don't worry, I'll talk to him."
Looking at his mother, who was completed soaked in sweat due to her nervousness, Jack couldn't help but smile a bit.
Who would've thought that the woman, who fucked her own son in a professor's office in the college, would panic like this?
But Jack felt reasonable.
After all, he was also a bit nervous, but not to the point of panic.
For the past few days, he'd been thinking about having a talk with his dad, but never got a chance.
But now that he did, it was just the right time.
With that thought in his mind, he bent down, pressing her forehead against his against her.
"Jack?"
Looking at her son so close to her, Madelyn felt her face getting hot, and for a moment, she even forgot her nervousness.
"I don't know what will happen next.
But I just want to tell you, I don't regret it. I love you Madelyn."
There was a layer of mist in her eyes, and heart sped up, beating so fast, she felt it would explode.
Calming down the overwhelming sensations throughout her very being, she wrapped her arms around her son, pulling him close and looked into his eyes so close even their lashes touched..
"Neither do I, Jack. I love you." Her voice trembled. "I don't know if this is right or wrong... but I know one thing. I would've regretted never having you more than anything."
Four eyes stared at each other for a moment, which felt like eternity...as they saw the same thought crossing into their pupils.
'One more time..'
They didn't know what would happen after they leave each other's embrace and walk out of the door, so, now, what they wanted, was to get lost into each other.
And the did.
Jack hugged her tightly, his chest pressing against her huge breasts, which were soft, squishy and
full of elasticity, as his cock plundered her warm and tight cunt.
With every next thrust, his movements kept getting more and more wild, slamming his cock inno her hilt, making her twitch and contract.
Madelyn wrapping her arms around the back of his neck and legs tightly around his waist as she kissed her son, their lips overlapping, tongues intertwining, exchanging salivas, while he pumped in an out of her.
With every plunge, she would even cant her hip forward to take him even deeper into her cunt, moaning lewdly into his mouth as he ravaged her as deep as he could.
Soon, the sounds of flesh clapping, water splashing, mixed with muffled moans and groans filled the room as the incestuous pair fucked like animals.
Under his relentless assaults, her cunt twitched and spasmed, giving him the signals that she was close.
And so, his thrust became even more wild, his cock hitting her cervix with each penetration before her pussy clenched violently around him, releasing a hot gush of her cum that flooded over his cock, coating him completely and dripping down to the base.
As her delicious, hot, fluids wrapped around his length, Jack felt his own sperm tank loosen
And so, after a couple more thrusts inside her cunt, his cock twitched, before spurting out gallons of his thick and boiling spunk deep inside her cunt, making her scream in one more orgasm.
"Ah, ah...so ..hot..."
After finally releasing every last drop of his thick seed deep inside her, he leaned down, claiming her luscious lips in a gentle bite, breathing hotly against her mouth.
His hands roamed possessively across her perfect body—caressing her flushed cheeks, tracing the curves of her tits, sliding over her toned abdomen, gliding across the smooth swell of her plump buttocks, then back to her dripping mound as he looked down at the sexy milf beneath him.
His gorgeous mother...panting raggedly, her tits bouncing with each shuddering breath, eyes hazy with lust, tongue hanging out in a wanton display, with his cock buried inside her slick, clutching cunt, her walls rippling and squeezing as she climaxed, milking him hungrily while his thick, hot seed spilled in deep surges into her womb.
The sight gave him an immense satisfaction and made his cock throb once again and so... the flash sounds clapping, water splashing, moaning and groaning, once again echoed inside the room as the pair continued their shamelessness.
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Shane was sitting in the living room, watching the TV...as for where his mind was, no one actually knew.
After a long time, with a click, the door opened and a young man walked out, standing in front of him..
He didn't sit, nor did he look at his dad straight into the eye, he just stood there waiting for the man to speak.
Not matter how he said in his heart that he was not nervous, but at this moment...his toes couldn't help but curl as the room fell silent.
Shane didn't speak, he just looked at the young man in front of him.
Jack, his son, a handsome young man, who had perfectly inherited almost all the features of his mother...except.
Looking into his eyes, that were identical to his own, he fell silent for a moment before finally, his first words echoed, making the young man gulp his saliva.
"How long has this been going on?"
"A Month."
Yeah, it has been a month, since their passionate incestuous affair started.
"I see."
And the room fell silent once again.
This...
From the old man's tone, Jack couldn't detect anger, betrayal, or even disappointment, nothing that he had braced himself for and it puzzled him.
"Are you wondering why I'm not angry?"
Jack didn't answer, but his eyes locked on him, silently admitting that yes, that's exactly what he was thinking.
"I kinda expected this would happen."
Eh?
Not noticing Jack's confusion, Shane went on.
"You two have always been very close. Closer than lovers, even. So, I can't say I'm surprised."
What?
"When I was younger, I fell in love once. Completely, hopelessly.
She was everything to me. We had this… burning, passionate thing, you know...the kind that consumes you. But one day… we were driving together, and...there was an accident. She died instantly. I lived."
In the end, there was a despairing pain in the old man's voice, something that even Jake felt.
"My heart broke that day.
After that, I started… numbing myself in a different way.
Drowning in work. Keeping my mind busy so I wouldn't feel anything. Years passed. I achieved everything that people desired, money, too much money .. nothing that mattered. And when I was finally tired of the emptiness…
I realized I didn't want to grow old alone."
"Then I met your mom. She was beautiful, kind. And I thought… maybe
I could have a family again.
So I married her. But…the ghost of the woman I loved never left me.
Just after a few days of marriage,
I couldn't even summon lust for my own wife. No matter how sexy she looked, my body just… wouldn't respond."
"So after we got married, I neglected her. And you. I buried myself in work again. But I knew you both didn't deserve that. So I tried to make up for it with… everything else. Best schools. Best home. Every material thing you could want."
"But in my heart, I knew none of that was what either of you really needed. What you needed was love and care — from a husband, from a father. And I failed to give it."
So… how could he blame Madelyn? How could he get angry, he didn't satisfy her needs, didn't give her the love she deserved. It's only natural someone else would.
And he did not feel surprised that Jake was the one.
The two people, alone in this world, have always been close, so it was only a matter of time.
When people are lonely, they look for comfort where they can find it and since he didn't provide it, the two found solace in each other.
Shane knew they were on the verge of breaking the boundaries they shouldn't but the guilt in his heart didn't let him interrupt.
And now that they did...he didn't feel suprised, angry or betrayed at all.
To be honest, there was a certain feeling in his heart, he couldn't describe.
(Fuck it's not some cuck fantasy.)
It was like watching two people's love finally come full circle, witnessing it with his own eyes.
The love he once lost, he now saw burning in Jake's eyes, the same fierce, possessive emotions that words could never fully capture.
Like they say..
Legally it's questionable, morally it's disgusting but personally..well that's another matter altogether.
And so, even though their love was forbidden, something society would never accept, something that could destroy their lives if it ever came to light, Shane wanted it to succeed.
To stay with each other till the end, no matter what difficulties they faced.
What he couldn't do, he didn't want to stop her son from doing it.
In fact, to make up for his guilt, he would even help them as much as he could.
"I'm not a good father, nor a good husband, so, it's only right that you too hate me...
"I don't hate you.."
Although Jake didn't know how it went from the anger and scolding, and even the physical beating, he expected and felt like he deserved, to this depressing story, but he still had to tell his true feelings.
He really didn't hate his father.
Instead, he cared about him, a lot.
Although this old man did neglect them but Jake knew he was in no condition to blame him.
After all, if he didn't neglect the two like he did, if he'd been the loving, attentive husband and father… Jack never would've gotten the chance to have his sexy milf of a mother.
And beyond that, Shane had been a perfect guardian in every other way—providing everything Jack needed, wanted, and more.
Many kids had it far worse.
So yes… Jack cared about him. Deeply.
That was why he'd never knocked up his mother. Why he'd avoided risking a pregnancy that would force a confrontation.
Wasn't it because he saw through his loneliness and didn't want to abandon him.
After all, no matter what, they were family.
He just loved his mother more. Far more than anything.
So, he didn't regret what he did.
Humans are selfish..and so was he.
If he could, he certainly would've wanted the best of both worlds, but since he couldn't...he wanted what he desired.
Shane looked surprised for a moment, then let out a small, tired smile.
"I see…"
Looking at the old man, Jake finally spoke the words he wanted to ask.
"So, you really aren't angry?"
"No."
"You won't stop us."
"No."
"Even if we fuck each other in this house?"
"No."
"Even if I knock her up."
"You..?
As his questions became more and more presumptuous, Shane finally interrupted.
"Do you know the risk of making her pregnant. You are blood related, don't you know the complications?"
Of course, Jake knew the complications but the primal desire in his mind was too much in front of that.
He had always wanted to knock up his mother, make her pregnant with his child, and now there was no one stopping him.
"I know. But don't worry I'll take responsibility."
It's not about taking responsibility, idiot.
Shane sighed, almost amused.
"Whatever. Do what you wish. I won't stop you two."
The two talked for a while, spending the time with each other, which they never did in the past, before Shane stood up.
"I'm going to sleep. Goodnight. I have a trip tomorrow."
"Trip?"
"Yeah. Take care of your mother."
Ignoring Jake, who was still in shock, Shane glanced toward the closed bedroom door and spoke softly.
"I'm sorry, for everything.", leaving behind those words, before going back to his room.
Looking at his leaving back, Jake was still shocked as he walked back towards his room, and as soon as he opened the door, he was enveloped in a soft embrace.
Contrary to what he thought, she was still naked, with her face flushed, her tits squeezed against his chest, body covered in sweat, looking as if she just did heavy exercises...well, if one were to ignore the milky streaks leaking from her freshly used slit, dripping down her thighs, it could almost be mistaken for for it. Almost.
But Jake's mind was on none of that...because through his thin tank top, he could feel a slight damp warmth against his chest, mixed with a muffled, fragile sounds.
Without a word, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight against him, letting her vent the storm inside her.
She clung to him in return, her fingers digging into his back. They stayed like that for a long while, neither speaking, letting her silent sobs fade into quiet breaths.
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"Madelyn."
After a couple of minutes, when he felt the tension in her shoulders ease, he whispered against her ear.
"Mm.."
"You heard what he said."
"Mm.."
"How do you feel?"
Hearing his words, the sound paused for a moment, before she finally looked up from his chest, her tear-streaked eyes making his heart ache.
"I...I don't know.."
"I hate him for neglecting me.. For neglecting us. For being absent when we needed him the most… but now… he…"
Her voice came a bit choked and Jake could guess the reason.
Well...life's not black and white, after all.
He has his own issues, but...was that her fault?
However, what they did ..was it right?
Forget it.
It is what it is.
Jack sighed, only to freeze when he saw the small, charming smile curving his mother's lips.
"It's okay. I guess no use thinking about it right now, after all, it's in the past."
"Now, I've got a man, who loves me, possesses me, makes my heart race, Kisses every inch of my body, marks it as his. Fills every hole like it was made for him."
"Right now, at this moment, I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life."
"I love you, baby ..."
Her sincere confession made his heart pound, but just as he was about to speak, she looked into his eyes and spoke. "And now, we don't have to hide."
Yeah..
Jake smiled, dark and hungry, eyes raking over his mother's flushed, sweat-slick body like he was starving for her all over again.
"Yeah… now I can openly hug you, kiss you, and shove my cock deep inside your cunt without worrying about anyone catching us."
Madelyn's lips curled into a wicked, dripping smile.
Then she tilted her head, eyes molten, and glanced down between her thighs where thick ropes of his earlier cum slowly leaked from her swollen, gaping pussy. "Then what are you waiting for?"
"Look." Pointing down at the mess between her thighs, a wicked smile tugged at her lips. "Look… my cunt's already full of our cum, but it's still aching for you. Still begging for your cock to fill it again."
As she spoke, her hand slid down his chest first, nails dragging lightly over his skin until she reached the waistband of his loose shorts.
She cupped the thick bulge straining against the fabric, fingers pressing firmly through the material to stroke his hardening length..."And this fellow seems quite eager too, don't you say?" She squeezed him through the shorts, feeling him throb hotly under her palm, the heat of his cock still radiating through the thin cloth.
She kept rubbing him lazily, up and down, letting the fabric bunch and slide over his swollen head while she watched his face twist with need.
After a few more firm strokes, she finally slipped her fingers under the waistband, delving inside to wrap around his bare, throbbing meat.
She pulled him free inch by inch, the fat shaft springing out hot and heavy into her waiting hand.. "So hard.. so hot.. still throbbing so painfully, eager to slam inside my sopping cunt..."
Her thumb circled the slick head, spreading the fresh bead of precum that leaked from his slit, then lined him up perfectly, her palm holding his swelling meat, pointing the blunt tip against her entrance, nudging just inside her slick folds as she rolled her hips seductively, letting him feel the hot, dripping heat of her leaking pussy grinding against his prick.
"You told him… told that man you're gonna knock me up… breed me… put your baby in my belly…"
Her eyes fluttered half-shut, a lewd smile curving her swollen lips.
"So aren't you gonna fulfill that promise? My cunt's already overflowing with your cum… but it wants more… wants you to flood me again… no one to stop us now…"
She leaned in closer, breath hot against his mouth, her free hand cupping his heavy balls while the other kept him notched right at her opening, teasing him with tiny, shallow rocks of her hips "Won't you keep your words, Darling?"
Her words made his blood boil as he shoved her back hard against the wall, slamming his lips against her, sucking the very life out of her.
He sucked on her tongue like he was trying to devour her soul, tasting her sweet juices as she moaned into his mouth, still stroking his cock in tight, twisting pulls even as she kissed him back with equal violence.
Their lips bruised, tongues tangled wetly, spit slicking their chins.
He bit her bottom lip hard enough to draw a gasp, then soothed the sting with slow licks before diving back in, fucking her mouth with his tongue the same way he planned to fuck her cunt
When they finally broke apart, both were panting, strings of saliva connecting their swollen mouths.
"Of course not," Jake rasped, voice thick with need. "I'm a man of my word."
His hands dropped to her thighs as he yanked her legs wide apart, making her whimper... releasing his cock only long enough for him to hook her knees over his forearms, spreading her open completely.
His throbbing length bobbed between them, slick with her juices, the head flushed dark and angry, ready to fuck....when, she gave him a filthy, lust-drunk smile.
"Really...then come on, baby… she me...knock your mommy up… fill this womb with your seeds until it takes… make me pregnant with your child… pump me so full I swell with your seed… please… I need it… need your thick cock breeding me again… claiming me forever…"
And just like that, he snapped.... slamming inside in one brutal thrust, filling her to the brim.
Her soaked walls stretched obscenely around him, sucking him in deep as her head fell back against the wall with a sharp, broken cry...
"Ahhh—! Fuck—! Yes—! So deep—!"
The wet, filthy slap of flesh on flesh filled the room.
Her heavy tits bounced wildly with every thrust, nipples scraping against his chest as he fucked her like an animal in heat, each plunge punching the air from her lungs, making her scream in ecstasy.
Her nails dug into his shoulders, legs locking tight around his waist as she met every savage thrust with desperate rolls of her hips.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck! Breed me! Fill me! Make me yours! Make me pregnant!"
He fucked her harder, faster, balls slapping wetly against her ass, cock battering her cervix with every stroke.
Under their intense passion, tsunami-like wave of pleasure swept over her, the intense current was like the fuse of a bomb, detonating the energy in her uterus!
"Mmm!"
With a loud scream, her fingers curled and gripped the white wall tightly, and a super-satisfying stream of water gushed out, bringing her to an unimaginable climax!
Her walls fluttered and spasmed around him, already climbing toward another shattering orgasm.
They didn't stop.
Not when she came screaming around his cock, cunt gushing and squirting all over his shaft and thighs.
Not when he roared and flooded her again, pumping thick, scalding ropes of cum straight against her womb until it overflowed, leaking in creamy rivers down her holes and onto the floor.
Not when they slid to the ground, still locked together, and he flipped her onto her hands and knees, mounting her from behind like a beast in rut, plunging into his mother's uterus with unstoppable force, ejaculating his seeds into the very womb that nurtured him!
At that moment, he was like a raging beast—devoid of tenderness or gentleness, driven only by boundless lust and an intense, almost suffocating possessiveness.
Yet she felt incredibly comfortable in his arms, responding to him with desire and possessiveness no less intense than his own as if she couldn't bear even the smallest distance between them.
How much he loved her… how deeply he lusted after her… how fiercely possessive he was of her—she was no different.
She was just as possessive, just as intoxicated by love and lust for him.
They fucked the whole night, until the sheets were soaked, the room reeked of sex and cum, and Madelyn's belly felt swollen and heavy with the sheer volume of his seed.
And still, even as exhaustion finally pulled them under, his cock stayed buried deep inside her, plugging her overflowing cunt, keeping every drop of his seed trapped where it belonged.
Inside his mother's womb.
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P.S: And that's it.
Well, the ending might be a bit...but I've read so many NTR stories ending in tragedy and all, so, I simply wanted to write a happy ending.
Also there will be two more extra chapters. One, post main story (like a few months after she gets pregnant) and the other, in between the main story(the anal sex I couldn't write.)
So, stay tuned for that.
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