How Things Change – Chapter 4: Claiming Mom’s Forbidden Fruit [Incest] [M/S] [M/F] [Impregnation Risk]

*This chapter follows immediately on from where the previous chapter left off. It is once again highly recommended that you start from the beginning.*

[Chapter 1 can be found here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hzc6qw/how_things_change_chapter_1_incest_ms_mf/)*,* [Chapter 2 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i00dt0/how_things_change_chapter_2_incest_ms_mf/) *and* [Chapter 3 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i0k73k/how_things_change_chapter_3_a_new_maternal/)*.*

*With that said, let us continue:*

I reached down between Mom’s legs, sliding my fingers into her soaked pussy yet again. “You want this, Mom… I know you do. We’re not just a normal mother and son. We want each other, and that’s okay. I’ve felt how wet you are. I felt how you shivered and shook when I sucked on your big tits. It’s time to stop resisting. We both want this. I’m going to give us what we both want”.

We each burrowed into the other’s eyes with our own, as though probing one another’s souls, looking for answers to a very confusing situation. As I looked into my Mom’s eyes, I knew that was where my answer was. Inside my mother. I was going to fuck her. That was how this was going to end. It was how it had to end.

We remained staring at one another for some time. After an eternity passed, I realised that it was up to me. I was the man. If I wanted to make my mother my woman, I would have to take control of the situation.

I reached down for my penis, taking it in my hand and removing it from my mother’s mound. I moved slightly down her body, taking my cock and placing it between her legs, lining it up with her entrance, hovering mere inches away. I had to fight to keep myself from shaking. Was this really it? Was I really going to fuck my own mother?

“Jason… Ahh…” I heard my mother cry. I looked up at her quizzically. “C-Condom” she just about managed to stammer out. That was it. My mother had surrendered her body to me.

“Mom…” I said, a pleading tone in my voice.

“Get a – Ahhhhh” moaned my mother. “Get a condom. I’m getting old but… Ahh… I’m getting old but I could still have a baby. I could get pregnant… Put a condom on”.

Somehow, that request was devastating to me. I was going to fuck my mother, and I didn’t know if this would ever happen again. This might be a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I didn’t want to sensation stopped by anything between us. If I was going to fuck my own mother, I wanted to feel her. Really feel her.

“No, Mom”, I retorted.

“W-what are you saying?”, my mother pleaded. “You have to Jason, please. Ahh… Please, honey, I can’t risk getting pregnant. Please… Get a condom.”

“No, Mom”, I repeated firmly, looking into her eyes. She lay there, her big breasts heaving up and down with her rapid breaths. The view was amazing, and having my own mother underneath me, pleading with me so submissively simply served to strengthen my resolve.

We continued to stare at each other, our faces painted with a combination of fear, anxiety and lust.

“I want to feel you, Mom. You mean so much to me. I want to feel your wetness coat my dick. I want to feel your walls wrapped around me. I want this to be natural, the way it’s meant to be. I want you to feel me as I am, with no barrier between us.”

The only sound that escaped my mother’s lips was a pathetic whimper filled with longing and fear. The sound spoke volumes to me. While she might not have said it with words, I knew that the last shreds of resistance within her were beginning to fall. She was almost ready to completely and utterly give herself over to me.

I gave her a determined, lustful look, channelling all the courage I could muster into this one, final push.

“I’m coming in, Mom”, I stated firmly. There was complete silence besides the sound of our breathing. I could feel my mother’s hot breath on my face as she lay there panting.

It was time. I pushed my raw penis slowly forwards, guiding it carefully towards my mother’s waiting vagina. The head of my penis made contact with her soaking wet lips, immediately covering my tip in her juices.

The feeling was beyond description, immediately filling my mind with a thousand conflicting thoughts and emotions. The reality hit me all at once. I was about to penetrate my own mother… And I’d never been so certain I wanted something in all my life. A desperate, repressed moan came from my mom. She had covered her face with her hands, as though she couldn’t bare to acknowledge what she was allowing to happen. Despite her hiding her face, her small moan made me certain that deep down inside, she knew that she wanted this.

I took a deep breath, and then, having already planted my cock firmly against her lips, began to push slowly forwards. My heart was beating at speeds I didn’t think possible, my mouth was dry, and my breathing was rapidly and laboured. The head of my penis slipped easily into my mother’s wet, maternal hole with no resistance at all. Despite only the head being in, it felt incredible. I couldn’t believe what was happening. A cry involuntarily escaped my lips. “FUCK! Mom you feel so good!” Her hands had moved from her face and were now gripping the bed sheets tightly as she let out a high pitched squeal as she felt my cock slowly beginning to stretch out her wet, unprotected vagina.

I gradually advanced, claiming every inch of my mother’s pussy as my own. Eventually, I had buried my entire length inside her. At this moment, I stopped, leaning forwards to rest my forehead on hers. I gave her a smouldering look. Her face was flushed with arousal, and her mouth was hanging open in a combination of disbelief and ecstasy.

“Is… Is this really happening?” she moaned.

“It is, Mom. We’re having sex. Your own son is fucking you. And it feels amazing.”

She stared back at me for a few moments, labouring for breath. “You… You have to pull out. When you cum, you have to pull out. Don’t cum inside me.”

I planted a quick kiss on her lips. “Relax, Mom. Just enjoy yourself. I’m going to make you feel good.” I flashed a wicked smile at her. “I’m going to fuck your brains out”.

My mother groaned in response, clearly turned on at the idea. “Oh fuck… Jason…”

Slowly, I began to inch my hips backwards, drawing my penis backwards through my mother’s wet, silky pussy. Pleasure overwhelmed me. I almost entirely withdrew my penis, leaving only my head in. Slightly faster this time, I pushed back in, still going slow enough to feel every ripple and fold of my mother’s intimate inner walls. Mom made a gentle, pleasure-laden hiss as I eased back in to her, once again burying my cock to the hilt.

I repeated this process, getting a little faster each time. Before long, I was building up speed, sliding in and out of my own mother’s pussy faster and faster, feelings of pleasure washing over me with each thrust. Mom’s soft whimpers and repressed hisses were slowly starting to change as I increased my intensity. In their place were lengthy moans and sharp yelps. “Oooooh! Oh! Mmmmm!”

I had never imagined that such pleasure could exist. I wanted more. I leaned forwards, placing my hands firmly on the mattress, either side of my mother’s shoulders. I looked down at my mother, pushing my cock into her as deeply as possible. I increased my speed to new levels. Each euphoric thrust into my mother’s soaking depths was now accompanied by a powerful slap, as our bodies made contact.

I noted that Mom’s eyes were clenched shut in pleasure, her head thrown back as she seemed to truly savour the feeling of her son’s hard cock ramming in and out of her pussy. I watched as her big tits bounced and rippled with every thrust, making me more and more determined to fuck her ever harder, in turn encouraging even greater bouncing from my mother’s luscious tits.

I had reached fever pitch, and I wasn’t sure I could go any faster. My mother was likewise now deep in the throws of pleasure, a stark contrast compared to her hesitance only minutes before. Her soft, gentle hands loosened their grip on the bed sheets, reaching up to cup her magnificent bouncing breasts. Her voice was becoming louder, the moans had evolved into ecstatic shrieks and screams. “FUCK ME BABY, FUCK ME HARDER, KEEP GOING”, she wailed.

Seeing my mother like this was a dream come true. In fact, it was better than me dreams. This was really her. I was really balls deep in my mother. I was really making her cry out for me to fuck her harder. I knew that in that moment, I really was the luckiest man alive.

“MOM! MOM!” I cried out. “Ooooh fuck! MOM! You feel so good!”

Her fingers began to play with her nipples, and she began to bite her lip. “You ahhh… You feel amazing too baby! You fill me up so much! KEEP GOING! FUCK YOUR MOMMY! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!” she cried.

“I love you, Mom!”, I groaned in ecstasy as I continued to wildly slide in and out of my own mother’s most intimate parts.

“I love you too, baby!” she echoed back, unthinking. Hearing her say that she loved me wasn’t unusual, but hearing her say it while she was impaled on my cock was something else entirely.

The whole experience was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced. No. It was the hottest thing anyone had ever experienced. Somehow, I don’t know how, I managed to find the energy to go a little faster.

I was drilling my mother’s pussy like a jackhammer by this point. She obviously felt me push past my limits, as he cries grew louder, and her hands moved from her own breasts and onto my hips. She bucked her own hips against me, as she pulled at me, encouraging me to go ever deeper. “It’s so good!” she cried “YOU’RE AHHH… MAKING ME FEEL SO GOOD!”

Hearing my own mother’s voice warped with pleasure made it possible for me to keep going despite my growing exhaustion. I lifted an arm, roughly grabbing her left breast and kneading it viciously in my hand. I leant forwards and sucked hard on her nipple, ensuring that she felt my teeth.

Suddenly, Mom’s hips began bucking faster than ever, and I felt her begin to shiver violently beneath me. “Oh fuck… Oh shit, this is… This is wrong, but it feels so right…” my mother groaned, her voice steadily raising in pitch. “You’re… YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM BABY! I’M CUMMING! YOU’RE MAKING MOMMY CUM!”

Her pussy began to tighten and spasm around my cock, pushing the pleasure to even greater levels. My mother’s whole body began to spasm and seize violently as as her orgasm robbed her of any remaining inhibitions.

Slowly, the shaking subsided, and my mother’s body started to loosen. Her vagina however, was still twitching around my penis. Seeing my mother orgasm on the end of my cock was too much. I knew I was getting close. Pleasure built in me as I thundered in and out of my mother’s maternal paradise, watching her tits shake and bounce as she panted and moaned under me, recovering from her orgasm. My moans became louder, my breathing more rapid. My face contorted with the ever growing pleasure.

My mother clearly sensed that I was reaching my climax. As if her fading orgasm had returned some of her sense to her, she reached out for my chest with one hand, “NO! DON’T! DON’T CUM IN ME! CUM OUTSIDE! CUM OUTSIDE!” she shrieked.

I looked down at her, my mind clouded with ecstasy. The moment somehow felt almost transcendent, with my thoughts warped by animalistic lust. I remember somehow thinking how beautiful her face was, despite the look of genuine desperate panic and fear that was etched into her features.

“JASON, PULL OUT! I COULD GET PREGNANT!” she cried again, her panic increasing as my point of no return grew ever closer.

Some sane part of me still existed in the back of my head. The image of my mother’s belly growing large and round flashed through my mind, and part of me realised what a dire situation it would be for me to impregnate my own mother. How could we explain that?

Yet a far more powerful, primal part of my brain had complete control of me. I didn’t want to pull out. I wanted to fill her up with my seed, marking her as my own. Fuck the consequences. That was something for future Jason to worry about. For now, I wanted to bust my nut deep in my own mother’s unprotected pussy.

As these thoughts flashed through my mind, I continued to pump away deep into Mom, battering her wet, fleshy walls like a man possessed. My orgasm was fast approaching by this point. Slapping sounds, moans and cries filled the room.

Then it happened. I was past the point of no return. Common sense had lost its fight. My back began to arc, my whole body seizing up as pleasure poured through me. My mother let out one last, desperate plea, no doubt realising what was happening. “PULL OUT!”

But it was too late. I pushed my weight down on her, burying my cock as deep as humanly possible. Unimaginable pleasure washed over me as I sank deep into my mother’s depths, and I felt my balls begin to tighten.

“I’M CUMMING!” I roared. The first wave came as a shock. It was like I hadn’t orgasmed for months. I thrust as hard as possible, deep into my mother as the biggest rope of cum I had ever fired splashed and poured into her helpless, unprotected vagina. “NO! PULL OUT!” my mother shrieked. She must have known that it was futile at this point. The damage was done.

The eroticism of the situation was too much. To fuck your own mother was one thing. But to cum inside her? That’s a whole other level.

I continued thrusting through my orgasm, growling and groaning the entire time. “I’M CUMMING INSIDE YOU, MOM!”, I howled.

By this point my mother was shrieking and moaning herself, pleasure pulsed through her as she felt my first load paint her walls “Ahhhh! Ah! Shit!”, she wailed.

More sperm, only marginally less than the first load, shot deep into my mother’s waiting pussy. She cried out again, as the warmth filled her belly.

A third wave, a fourth, a fifth. My cum poured into my mother who could only helplessly moan beneath me, her hips involuntarily bucking as time after time, my body shook as I fired yet more of my seed into her, filling her with that now familiar wet, hot feeling each time.

Finally, my energy ran out, and I collapsed on top of her, my mother’s large breasts pleasurably pressing against my chest. We said nothing, both of us desperately trying to catch our breath. Occasional yelps escaped my mother as my penis carried on twitching violently, continuously filling her with small driblets of cum.

My penis rapidly began to deflate, and I was suddenly hyper aware of how sweaty and hot I was. My discomfort was accentuated by my mother’s equally hot body pressed against me. Reluctantly, I lifted myself up and felt a wave of strange emotion wash through me as I saw my mother lying beneath me, panting, looking straight ahead up at the ceiling as though in a trance.

I pulled my now flaccid penis out of my mother. It flopped easily free, a string of cum and her juices trailing from the tip. Looking down, I saw a small stream of my sperm slowly leaking out of my mother’s slit, seeping slowly down towards her buttocks. To say I had filled her up would be selling it short. I had evidently absolutely flooded my mother with my hot, white seed. I wont deny that the sight was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen.

I sat up on the edge of the bed, not quite knowing that to do with myself. What do you say to your mother after you’ve just fucked her senseless and shot your load in her? There isn’t exactly a guide book.

From behind me, I heard shuffling and saw my mother beginning to sit up herself. She was looking down at herself, trying to get a view of her vagina. She placed a hand between her legs, wiping sperm away from her lips, and moving a finger around inside of her, as though trying to dig my seed out. As she withdrew her finger, a huge globule of my cum slowly dripped down out of her, splattering against the bed sheets. I knew that was nowhere near all of it.

She placed her head into her hands as though despairing. “Mom…” I muttered.

“What have we done…” said my still very naked mother. “Jason… That was incest”. I was lost for words. The reality was starting to creep in for me to. “You came inside me…” she continued. “I asked you not to…” I said nothing. “I could get pregnant…” she murmured.

The reality hit me like a truck. She was right. I might have just knocked my own mother up. I sat there in disbelief.

“What are we doing to do, Jason?” my mother asked, desperately.

I swallowed hard. Another load of my sperm visibly trickled out of my mother’s vagina. What WERE we going to do?

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*Author’s Note: Well that’s it. I hope you all enjoyed. I’m aware the ending is pretty open ended. That’s done intentionally, as I wanted the story to end on a high and leave some room for the readers to imagine what happens next. What do you think? Does Mom get pregnant or not? Do the pairing continue their relationship past this point?*

*Feedback and comments are appreciated as always. Thank you all for your support throughout this project. I’m not sure if/when I’ll do another, but hopefully I’ve been able to give something worthwhile back to the incest erotica community after years of consuming the work of others.*

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