Date: Sun, 5 Feb 2017 14:53:44 +1100
From: Joseph Hammond <jocastasbaby@gmail.com>
Subject: Oedipus got lucky Part 7

Oedipus got lucky  Part 7


Mum's reliving memories of her girlhood seemed to stir her up...she'd been
molested, by two men, uncle Tim and his friend but those experiences
certainly hadn't upset her because she seemed eager to share them with
me. "It's funny darling...the way both of them liked to watch me play with
myself...just like this" and she spread her legs wide, slender fingers
dipping between pussy lips, getting into the mood mum closed her eyes,
relaxing.  I watched for a bit then had to ask "Mum, just how old were
you...when the baby was born...and what on earth happened?"  She sighed "I
was just 10 years old dear...there was going to be one hell of a fuss of
course and - well - uncle Tim and his friend somehow arranged things...I
had the baby (it was you of course) but well, somehow the records show
Uncle Tim's friend and his then wife - were the parents, don't ask me what
went on but at least there was no fuss and nothing happened to me
either...later of course I was able to bring you up.....unofficially of
course. My mind was in overdrive.  Mum was only 10 years older than
I....and as for official records, well, she wasn't my mum at all!

After we'd made love mother and I lay quietly, my mind though was still
churning with possibilities, yes she was my actual mother and...well there
was the age difference but would it show that much?  It would depend on
things such as mode of dress of course but.....really.  We'd need to move
away, far away then...well what if we were challenged? "Mum, do I have a
birth certificate?"  "Of course you do dear, why...oh yes I see, no it
doesn't mention me at all and you have a different surname - naturally".  I
was excited. Looking at the woman stretched naked beside me I paused to
gloat, yes she was my mother - and obviously available to me
sexually....but technically and as far as the law was concerned there was
no problem at all if I....here I began to fondle a breast.  Mum opened an
eye "my, oh my darling, at it again, so soon then?"  She hesitated then
asked point blank "You really do like me then....I mean there's all the sex
we have but.....otherwise, how do we feel about each other?"  I'd already
come to a conclusion "Well, mum as for me, I'd like to marry you".  She
went rigid "That's silly dear...of course it would be lovely but you know
we can't....."  "Why not mum, just think...we'd need to move well away from
here but legally there's nothing to stop us, officially we aren't mother
and son...that's only what people here think."

I'd never seen mother's eyes open so wide "There's tests though dear, they
could do tests..."  I chipped in "But why should they bother, even here we
don't attract attention, people leave us alone...so it would be easy
somewhere else, now I'm of legal age, for us to arrange a civil ceremony
with all the documents needed to legitimise it - just think mum, we'd be
able to go out places, hold hands, all the stuff people do and all
perfectly legal?"  Her face crumpled "Oh darling...it sounds so, so
wonderful, but are you sure, I mean there's our age difference...."  I
thought about couples I knew....6 year age gaps were common, 10 were not
unheard of and dismissed her objection. "So, what do you think mum...shall
we?"  Pressing her naked body to mine mother put her arms around me, once
more I felt her incredible softness, the feel of smooth skin as I allowed
my hands to caress her back, then we kissed.  When eventually I entered her
she whispered "Oh darling, we're so, so, naughty aren't we but won't we
make ...such a wonderful couple?"  I was too busy enjoying her to answer.

For the moment drained I lay beside mum idly caressing her breasts, various
thoughts swirled through my head..some I shared "You know mum, to pull it
off, we'll have to start acting as a dating couple - not here of course -
but somewhere else and that's another thing, we need to decide where we're
going?"  I knew the house wouldn't be a problem because mum owned it, Uncle
Tim had left it to her some years back and selling would set us up just
about anywhere we wanted. Then came a surprise....mum seemed unsure where
to start but eventually confided that consequent upon my adoption by Uncle
Tim's friend and his wife...their recent deaths meant that a useful sum of
money would now come my way - I was now of age.  Gradually it was dawning
upon me that things were falling into place...mum too had a dazed look.  I
broke the silence "So, will you be my girlfriend then?  Perhaps we could
use "mum" as a nickname - people would probably take it as a term of
affection, after all they'll notice you look a bit older than me - so what
do you think?"

It was something I couldn't put off I knew - breaking the news of our
pending departure to my little boy friend - nor could I tell him the true
reason, instead telling him it was related to job prospects concerning mum
and myself.  I watched his face briefly crumple and then as I held him to
me felt his fingers between my legs, heard him gulp then announce "well,
we'd better just make the most of it then, hadn't we?  I came prepared, an'
I've got lots of lube stuff - fuck me silly if you want!"  His pants were
already around his ankles and he stood there naked from the waist down,
erection jutting from under his shirt, I had to feel it.  There's something
lovely about holding another boy's prick, the smooth silky feeling of the
dome and the rigid shaft pulsating in your hand as you reach down it...I
was looking into his eyes as I caressed his penis - it seems to make it
more sexy - just then he lost it and burst out "Oh I know, I know...yeah,
you've got to move...I've guessed, I won't say it but...maybe...maybe I
could visit?  No, you don't have to explain...it's OK?"  Of course I should
have realised he'd pick up on me and mum so now what to do?  Temporising I
suggested "What say I have a talk...with someone....?"  Through his tears
he smiled and nodded "Do it now, can we?  Show you still like fucking
me......oh yessss, you put it in so nice and slow, so gentle...keep
going...there!"

He was quite right, I still enjoyed fucking him, there was something
special about the boy, frail looking though he was he had deliciously
moulded buttocks, firm and pert...then those huge dark eyes of his...I'd
had him on his back this time and in no time it seemed his prick twitched
then began to pump, as it did so he threw an arm across, covering his eyes,
his hips heaved up and he uttered funny little sobs then "I do
...so...hope...she says "yes"....but let's do this as often as we
can...before you go, just in case...please?"  I looked down at his long
smooth slender legs and trim little penis, still hard as I reached for
it.....pale skinned torso - like a girl's really and his nipples, glowing
pink now with arousal - I felt myself begin to stiffen once more even
though I'd only just cum in him. "Hey...feel up to another?" I asked. "Oh
yeah, please....please, God I'm greedy, so greedy....want your prick up
me...all day....".  I didn't mind, I'd noticed his nipples and stooped
between his legs to fondle them before cupping my hands to mound his
breasts they made a sexy handful "You, you, you're using me as a woman now
aren't you - really using me? An', an'...I love it...what I need...so
much....anything else...you want to do with me....just say, I won't
mind..."  His skin, so wonderfully smooth, and my prick sliding so smoothly
in him...he was made for fucking...and making love too...I'd be kissing and
caressing him once I'd finished inside him - that I knew.....so "yes" I'd
certainly have to see what mum said...after all, he'd already guessed
hadn't he?