Rachel was spending a typically unsatisfying night at home with her boring husband. All of a sudden, the phone rang, breaking the monotony. Rachel answered it, and was delighted to hear the voice of her son, Julian. The young man had been working overseas for the past year, and she had missed him terribly during that time. But there was cheering news for her now. Julian had arrived back in the country and was coming to visit her right away. He was eager to see his mother again. In addition, he needed to talk to her on a troubling matter. A short while ago, his wife had sent him a letter in which she confessed to having an affair with another man. Rather than being sorry about it, she was bent on getting a divorce as soon as possible. Rachel was very upset for her son. Yet she was not surprised at his wife’s actions. She had never liked or trusted the woman. She thought her shallow and unkind and generally not good enough for Julian. A part of her was relieved to think she’d be out of his life. Nevertheless, Rachel was determined to ease her son’s situation by showing him all the comfort, support and affection a mother could provide. Her husband, listening in on the conversation, merely rolled his eyes and sighed. He had little time for his son, and he was far from pleased at having him back home to stay. As it happened, he was asleep upstairs when Julian arrived. Mother and son had each other’s undivided company. After a long and loving hug of reunion, they sat down and had an enthusiastic catch-up chat. Rachel expressed pleasant surprised at Julian’s change in appearance. He was taller and more filled-out than he had been when she’d last seen him. Moreover, he now had a bunch of tattoos. Rachel didn’t mind that. If her son liked them, she liked them too. Eventually, the subject of Julian’s wife came up, and Rachel duly consoled him. Then, during another mother-son hug, something strange happened. Feeling his mother’s big, firm breast pressed against his chest, Julian recalled the happy, long-ago days when he used to suckle on it. Eagerly, he reached out and pulled down the neck line of his mother’s pretty dress to reveal the breast in his white bra-cup. It was clear that he wanted to fondle it, and suck upon its nipple once again. Rachel gasped in surprise, but she was neither outraged or embarrassed. Her only concern was that her husband might come down and see what was happening. But a deep, forbidden began to overpower her. She too wanted a return to the time her son suckled on is her breast. Shed always considered it a beautiful act of bonding. On top of that she now saw that it could give Julian precisely the kind of comfort that he needed so much at this time. Thus, presently, the son pulled his mother’s breast from her bra, and hungrily pressed his face into its soft, warm flesh. For the longest time he suckled on the nipple, making it long and hard. Meanwhile, Rachel closed her eyes and sighed as she cradled her son and stroked his tenderly hair and revelled in the feel of his lips upon her. When it was finally over, mother and son felt no guilt at all. Indeed, each was having secret thoughts of even greater intimacy. But they parted for the time being: Rachel to her room; Julian to go eat a delicious pot-roast the his mother had lovingly cooked for him. Later that night, Rachel was in the bathroom, dressed in sexy lingerie with a robe over the top. Her big breasts spilled out of her bra; the nipples showed very erect. Breathlessly, she switched between squeezing and caressing her breasts and rubbing hot pussy through her panties. She had never felt so horny in her life. The incident with her son had lifted her spirits and awakened her sleeping lust. She was thrilled to the young man still loved and needed his mommie so much. His attentions towards her had been almost worshipful. He had shown such appreciation of her womanly charms. If only her husband could behave the same way! Thinking on that, she went to her bed and tried to rouse him for him such much-needed sex. But all he did was murmur in his sleep and turn over. No matter what Rachel did – what sexy pose she assumed or dirty comment she made – she couldn’t get him to respond. This, she thought, was the story of her marriage. In frustration, she strode out the room and down the hallway. At her son’s door, she stopped. The forbidden need came over her again. Sneaking on inside, she climbed onto Julian’s bed and gently woke him. When his mother said she wanted to comfort him some more, the young man gladly took hold of her breast for a second time. Once again he feasted upon it – sucking the hard nipple for all he could. He revelled in her all-embracing care; for her part, Rachel cooed happily at her son’s tender show of need for her. By and by, one thing led to another. Rachel’s moved a hand down to her son’s cock and exclaimed in admiration when she felt of its size and hardness. Moments later, the pair could were locking in an intense, open-mouthed kissed. It didn’t bother them that they rushing deeper into taboo territory. The knew they wanted each other, and they refused to think beyond this instant of their pleasure. In due time the ncestuous acts were coming thick and fast. They began with Rachel showing a mother’s ultimate love and devotion by giving her son’s cock a long, thorough, incredibly sensual sucking. Next, she removed her panties and closed the door so that her husband wouldn’t hear the noisy fun that ensued. She then lay back on the bed with her legs parted. Julian immediately took the hint. Burying his face in his mother’s horny pussy, he proceeded to eat it out with gusto. Rachel moaned and whimpered at the pleasure of her son’s skilled combination of licking, fingering-fucking and tongue-probing. Later on, she stroked his cock and sucked on it once again – breathlessly mouthing the piece of meat and joying in its taste. Then came a full-on, frenzied ncestuous fuck. In the missionary position, legs parted spread as wide as possible, Rachel welcomed her son on top of her. As he relentlessly pounded his cock deep into her maternal pussy, she gasped in delight and urged him on. She praised his performance and told him that his cock was so much bigger and better than his father’s. This dirty-talk made Julian all the more excited. Soon he was fucking his mother so hard that her body and the whole of the bed shook. Rachel herself moaned all the more from the increased intensity of son’s pleasuring. Suddenly, she was begging him to fill her with his seed – to flood her as deeply as he could. Julian obliged. And, as he did so, Rachel locked her legs tightly about him, willing him to let loose every last drop of his forbidden son-cum into her. Even now the horny pair weren’t finished. A quick, mutually-grateful kiss, and they were at it again. This time they chose the doggy-position. With her son mounting her, sliding his cock sweetly deep into her from behind, Rachel hit a new level of arousal that led to her dirtiest and most taboo talk yet. Again she praised her sons big, expertly fucking cock – to the detriment of his father. She also asked him about his mother-fantasies, and assured him he could live them out by cumming inside his own mommie. As Julian had already experienced that treat, he choose to unleash his second load of cum on his mothers breasts instead. It struck him as a fitting way to show his thanks for all the sweet comfort theyd given him down the years. Therefore, while Rachel squeezed them together to form a tantalizing target, the young man blasted off a huge wad of hot creamy man-juice that left them drenched and dripping from cleavage to nipple. In the aftermath, both mother and son lay together feeling blissfully satisfied. They felt no regret no regret about what had taken place. Quite the contrary. It had been a wonderful experience. Six months later, after being away again, Julian returned to visit his dear mother. He had willingly divorced wife and moved on. Finding Rachel in bed, he saw that she had a large pregnancy bump. Promptly she filled him in on some surprising details. First, she had split from his father and was now living alone in the house. Second, it was Julian himself who had gotten her pregnant. Rachel was therefore expecting a son by her own son. Rather than worry about the tricky situation, the two taboo lovers decided to make the best they could of it. They started with Rachel settling down and offering her milk-filled breasts for her son to nurse upon. The young man drank all he could, and Rachel moaned at the sweet feeling of the fluid being drawn forth by the needful sucking of her loving son. Finally, she had him share a mouthful of it with her. It was then agreed that Julian stay with his mother from now on, and suck on her breasts every night to relieve them of their burden of milk. Later, when his brother-son came along, hed be getting some help in the job. Then Rachel would be a doubly happy mother.