She was alone,
Then she wasn’t.
Suddenly he was there. It seemed to happen in an instant. One moment, the room was empty, apart from her; the next, it was not. She became conscious of his presence, his shadow looming over her. She knew who it was, instinctively.
Of course, she thought to herself, it had to happen here. This was where I first saw him, naked and erect. Masturbating. How could it happen anywhere else?
Annie turned slightly and saw her son standing there, just a few feet away. Once more, he was completely naked, his discarded clothes lay on the floor behind him, and his dick was already erect. It bobbed up and down a little in front of him. She gasped at the sight of him. His presence, his strength, his power. He was so tall, so big, so muscular. So beautiful.
Oh God, he’s going to fucking destroy me with that body, she thought. And that cock. It’s going to be amazing. This is going to change our lives forever.
She vividly recalled the day he was born. The crowded, noisy delivery room, full of men and women in gowns; and the sterile, incandescent glare of the fluorescent lights above her. She remembered the sounds and the smells. The sweat and the piss and the blood and the shit.
Kim had come out first, and it had been so easy and straightforward. The doctors were surprised how quick the labour had been, especially for a new mother. Kim had almost slipped out with ease, this tiny purple creature, howling and screaming, so deeply affronted at the inconvenience of being born.
The expectation was that her brother would soon follow, but Greg was reluctant to join her. He seemed perfectly happy to stay where he was, thank you very much. The medical staff assured her everything was okay, and that her son was just taking his time. Eventually, he made his appearance. He was a far more placid character than his fiery sister, and Annie remembered the moment when he was placed in her arms. Those tiny fingers. Those big blue eyes.
There was nothing tiny about him now, but the eyes were the same. Well, save for the fact they were now full of lust and forbidden desire.
The two of them stared at one another, big dopey grins appearing on their faces. Annie held out her arms, her hands opened towards his.
“My darling boy,” She said, softly. “Come here, and make love to your mother.”
Greg leapt forward, almost in a single bound, taking her hands in his, and joining her under the cascading water. He enveloped her body in his arms, lifting her up and spinning her round in a circle. Their open mouths met with perfect coordination, tongues lapping and fighting and duelling. His hands roamed all over her back and buttocks, his fingers exploring the thick, corpulent flesh of her rump.
She brought her hands up to his face, cupping his cheeks, as she kissed his lips and chin and nose and forehead.
“My beautiful little boy, Mommy loves you so much.”
“Me too, Mom.”
“Now, fuck me. Please.”
So he did.
In the end, it all happened so quickly. One moment they were stood there, in each other’s arms; the next she was shoved up against the wall, her legs spread wide apart. Greg took hold of his monster cock, lining it up with her vaginal lips. He looked at her, gazing intently into her soul. He raised a quizzical eyebrow.
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