Incest/Taboo Don't Tell Your Father

Marilyn Mavers had a lot in life to count her blessings for. Born and raised in northern Texas, she'd met her husband Peter in high school and their long courtship lasted years until they finally married when they were twenty-two.

Her father Michael had high expectations and so Peter had to prove himself as a viable potential husband and provider before he allowed Marilyn to marry him. Peter was the fortunate heir of a cattle ranch in the Texas Panhandle, a 200 acre farm that had been in his family for generations.

But Michael knew that even with an inherited ranch Peter had to prove he had the strong work ethic needed to keep a ranch running and profitable. He'd seen several Texans inherit property and big family fortunes, only to squander it on gambling, booze and loose women.

He knew his daughter was a real diamond and deserved the best life possible. Once Peter had proven himself an excellent rancher, working seven days a week and only stopping when the sun went down, he became convinced of his worth and gave his permission for Peter to marry Marilyn.

Since then, they'd enjoyed a pretty solid marriage together, having three sons. All three boys had been raised in the rancher lifestyle and Judd, the eldest, was somewhat of a rodeo star and now twenty-one years old. Ryan was the middle child, fiercely competitive with his older brother whilst the youngest brother Liam was always trying to outdo his older brothers in any way he could. It was a classic case of sibling rivalry growing up together on Mavers Ranch, but underneath the competitiveness was a close knit family who looked after one another.

Marilyn, now in her mid forties, was pleased with how her life had turned out with Peter. She'd enjoyed being a rancher's wife and raising her three boys so much. But, as she'd hit her forties, a few cracks had began to show. The thing that had made them to successful financially and given them so much security was Peter's incredible work ethic.

Marilyn had always accepted that life on a ranch was all about the rewards of hard graft and had never complained that Peter would rise at 5am and work until dusk. Her job had always been to raise their sons and make sure Peter had a meal ready on the table for him when he got back in the house.

For years, that had been enough. But as her young boys grew into young men who had been instilled with a similar work ethic to their father, Marilyn had started to feel a little unimportant and neglected.

She still did her household duties and enjoyed cooking for them all, then sitting round the kitchen table and listening to them banter back and forth about their day.

But since hitting her forties, her sex life with Peter had become relatively non-existent. Not unlike many women in their forties, Marilyn had experienced an increase in her libido while Peter's had noticeably decreased. He'd never been the most amorous guy, with a fairly average sex drive.

It was something that Marilyn had always dealt with fairly well, feeling like she had hit the jackpot in terms of comfortable living and a stable family. Ok, Peter wasn't so interested in sex and only a mediocre lover when he did get in the mood, but he was a very hard working guy, faithful and not abusive.

This coincided with her sons hitting young manhood and no longer needing her as a mom as much. She knew this was all perfectly natural, but once she'd done her household chores for the day, she'd be sitting around gossiping with friends on the phone until it was time to fix dinner. She was never really one who enjoyed the local town gossip and always felt slightly on the outside, as their ranch was four miles from the nearest neighbor and six miles from the nearest town.

Her three sons were also going through a lot of changes and adjusting to the pressures of adult life. Peter saw his eldest son, Judd, as the natural heir to the ranch. Not only was he the oldest at 21, but he was already engaged to Nancy, a pretty blonde who he had started dating at high school, just like his father. Nancy even reminded Judd of his Mom, who was also blonde and very pretty.

He'd shown a natural inclination to ranch farming and so had unofficially become his father's favorite son. This was apparent to both Ryan and Liam, who were 19 and 18, respectively. It was typical for brothers to have a sibling rivalry with each other, but growing up together on a ranch with no one around for miles had made them both close knit and fiercely competitive with each other.

Their father saw it as healthy, a means of improving their skills that would hold them in good stead. The more he showed favour to Judd, the harder Ryan and Liam competed for his praise. As boys they would play fight for hours and whatever game they played, each one was always vying to be top dog.

But as hard as they tried, Ryan and Liam just couldn't outshine Judd in any way. He was the one his father favored, the one who was most popular with the girls in town, the one who was a budding rodeo star...a genuine cowboy. Marilyn was obviously aware of the competition between her sons but she tried to not show any favoritism herself, loving them all equally.

It would pain her to see her husband chastising Ryan and Liam for not being as good as Judd when it came to herding and then rounding up the huge amount of cattle on the ranch, something they had to do several times a year, for the cattle to get branded or to get their immunization shots.

Judd was just a born rancher, a total natural on a horse, even better than his father. Marilyn would have to make sure Ryan and Liam weren't bent out of shape by their father's tirades. They were both handsome and talented young men in their own right, it was just that Judd was a class above and it was hard for both of them to take at times.

Marilyn would love to wander out of the house in the summer, seeing her sons helping their father in the sweltering Texan heat. One particularly hot day in July she knew all three sons were hard at work building a new fence. It was so humid that, as she walked over to them with jugs of iced water, she could see they were all topless, sweat rolling down their back and beading on their tanned torsos.

They were all very fine specimens of young men and Marilyn, for the first time, found herself thinking a thought that made her blush; an uninvited thought popped into her mind, that she would have dated all three of them if she'd been their age.

As she approached with the water, she felt embarrassed by her own mind and felt relieved that only she could hear such an inappropriate thought. She just didn't know where it came from, but put it out of her mind and smiled at Ryan as he stopped pounding wood for a second.

"Looks like thirsty work so thought I'd bring y'all some ice cold water!!" she exclaimed and Ryan grinned, wiping the sweat off his brow. He was nineteen and looked like he spent half his life in the gym, but his honed pecs and biceps were all from good old fashioned manual labor. His two brothers put down their sledgehammers as they heard their mother's voice and their parched throats were grateful.

Liam took the jug straight out of his mother's hand and poured it down his bone dry throat. Water had never tasted so good and he felt immediately refreshed.

"Thanks Mom, I needed that...".

"You're welcome honey. You boys sure do work hard in the heat."

As Ryan took the jug off his brother and downed the other half, Marilyn handed the other jug to Judd, who was the most serious of the three.

"This ranch doesn't run itself, as Dad says...right guys?" he said, trying to motivate his brothers to compete with his intense and industrious work rate.

Ryan and Liam always took the bait whenever Judd goaded them and Ryan replied, "We'll keep hitting these fence poles in until it's dark"

"Damn straight" said Liam.

Marilyn shook her head, having seen this sibling rivalry going on for years. She was so proud of all her sons that she felt it wasn't necessary to be so competitive, but they were always competing even more whenever she was around. She smiled at how silly they all were, but she loved them all the same.

"I hope you boys are all wearing sunblock, the sun is unreal today..."

"Yes, Mom!" they said in perfect unison and she laughed, then walked back to the house. She felt happy to be helping them in just a small way and decided to make them a big dinner as a reward for their hard labor. Peter was away for the day, visiting a ranch thirty miles south to see if they could do business together.

With Peter not around, the three brothers could have just worked hard and called it a day at dinner. But Judd had turned it into a fierce competition and they were still there at dusk, the light barely enough to see what they were doing.

They'd been working in the blazing sun for hours yet still carried on past sunset and Marilyn was getting angry back in the house, their dinner in the oven keeping warm. Liam was feeling a little strange, he'd been lying about wearing sunblock to keep his mom happy and sunstroke was beginning to kick in, big time.

As the three boys finally headed back inside for their dinner, Ryan and Judd noticed Liam wasn't his usual ebullient self. Liam didn't want to show them any signs of weakness and was just grateful to get back indoors. Marilyn noticed he was a little taciturn as she served up dinner once they'd sat round the dining table together as always.

She was so used to her sons constantly bugging each other, the way brothers do, that Liam's quietness stood out like a sore thumb. He managed to get through most of dinner but he was starting to feel dizzy and disoriented.

He suddenly dropped his cutlery onto the plate with a harsh clatter that made Marilyn wince.

"Mom...I don't feel so good...I might not have worn enough sunblock maybe..." he said, dragging back his chair.

"Probably more like no sunblock, jackass. Now you've probably got heatstroke and that shit isn't funny...except to us!" said Judd, not known for his sympathy and compassion.

"Judd, don't be so mean to your brother! And don't curse in front of me!" exclaimed Marilyn, concerned about Liam while enjoying getting to be "Mom" again.

When Peter was home the conversation would be so typically male that inevitably she would be made to feel left out, almost invisible...except for when they wanted more food or a beer from the fridge. Without her husband around, her sons treated her more like they used to when they were boys, making her feel important and useful again.

"If you do have heatstroke, Liam, you're going to have to just sleep it off, there's no other way....I'm sure your father won't be mad at you, you've worked so hard today, too hard...."

"No harder than Judd and me!" said Ryan, that sibling rivalry always bubbling under the surface.

Marilyn sighed and simply said, "I'm sure...".

Liam felt terrible as he headed up to bed but fortunately he was so exhausted that he fell asleep fast. Even more luckily, he was out for the count when his father got home, for as soon as Peter learnt from Marilyn that Liam was in bed with heatstroke he got extremely angry.

"That dumbass, I've warned him before about working topless and wearing plenty of sunblock...if Judd and Ryan can manage that, why can't he? Absolute dumbass...now we are a worker down with a heavy schedule...I'll have to quit my plans tomorrow to do Liam's work getting this fence built...we have so many cattle now that the old cattle pen isn't big enough...he better not be ill when we have to round them up for branding....".

Judd and Ryan were glad they weren't the ones that had fucked up, their Dad sure could get so mad when it came to ranch work. It upset Marilyn and she had problems falling asleep that night as her husband tossed and turned next to her in a stressed out state.

But she thought of how it was nice to have felt needed by her sons that night. As she lay on her side her thoughts went back to that strange moment when she'd taken them pitches of iced water, the sense of physical attraction that she felt when she saw her three handsome sons topless and drenched in sweat.

She told herself it was just nature to be attracted to strong masculinity and physicality, but it had made such a deep impression on her that the feeling had stayed with her the rest of the day.

She fell into a fitful sleep with that image still in her mind and was eventually awoken in the morning by the sound of her husband berating Liam in his room.

"Rookie error, son! You've been warned before about this shit! Now you're putting me under pressure by having to stop my schedule to fill in for your dumb ass building the fence. You've got one day in bed to get better, son. Then you're back to work, got it?" he hollered and Marilyn felt angry at her husband's complete lack of compassion.

She heard Liam say, "Yes, Dad" and could tell he was still struggling. Heatstroke was no laughing matter and often a lot of rest was needed for the body to correct itself. She just hoped that a full day resting in bed would be enough to see him back to good health.

Once Peter and her two older sons had headed out to work on another scorching hot day, she fixed herself breakfast and contemplated the situation. She decided to check in on Liam after having his sleep interrupted by his angry father, slipping into his room quietly in case he'd fallen back asleep. But she found him lying on his side awake.

"Hey, Mom...I guess Dad is pretty mad at me...I just forgot that one day, I'm sorry".

"Oh honey, you don't have to apologize...these things happen...how are you feeling now?"

"Like shit, Mom...better than yesterday though, did get a lot of sleep till Dad woke me up...".

Marilyn walked over to him and felt his forehead.

"You're still very hot Liam, your body will take another day to cool down...a day in bed is all you need and you'll be fine, but let me get a cold flannel for you..."

"Thanks Mom, you're the best..." he said gratefully.

She smiled kindly and felt happy to have the chance to do something maternal and caring, most of the time they acted like they didn't really need her all that much, except to make food and wash clothes.

She went to the bathroom and soaked a flannel in cold water then folded it up. Going back into Liam's room she then sat on the edge of his bed and softly placed the cold flannel on his extremely hot forehead.

"Oh, that feels nice, Mom..." he said in a whisper.

"It will help cool you down..." she said, her gentle voice soothing him. She thought about how Liam was a little different to her older sons. He was the youngest and more like her in looks, with light brown hair instead of the dark brown hair Judd and Ryan had inherited from their father.

He had also been more clingy as a child and loved being breastfed so much that it had carried on until he was five. Marilyn had seen nothing wrong with that, but Peter had told her to stop as he'd begun to find it rather strange.

"I'm feeling rather tired myself" she said as she patted his brow with the flannel. "Your father was tossing and turning all night...".

"You can rest with me if you want Mom, it's a double bed so there's plenty of room..." he said.

Marilyn smiled, remembering how he liked to fall asleep on her chest as a child as he found it comforting.

"Well, sure....why not" she replied, softly.

She saw no harm in climbing into bed with him and, without saying a word, moved his head against her bosom as she lay on her side.

"This feels good...like being a kid again" he said, his voice sounding woozy from the sunstroke.

"Aww, you're still my baby boy deep down Liam, and I'm still your Mom" she said, letting her fingers run through his hair as he lay against her pert breasts. She hadn't got dressed into her day clothes yet, still wearing her black negligee and silk black dressing gown as she usually did in the morning until it was time to start the house chores.

As he lay there peacefully, Liam felt more relaxed and happy than he had in a long time. Life on the ranch was hard work and constantly trying to gain his father's approval had worn down his spirit. No matter how hard he tried, he would never be seen as an equal to his brothers. But right now he felt like he was his Mom's favorite and that felt good. Really good.

As he lay against her she noticed he was still topless from the night before and she felt that same frisson of sexual attraction that she'd experienced when he was out in the field wielding a sledgehammer. She felt her nipples begin to harden almost as an involuntary reaction and Marilyn found herself blushing. She hoped Liam wouldn't notice, but he could feel her nipple hardening against his cheek like it was a pencil rubber pressing against it.

What Marilyn didn't know was that Liam, in particular, had been having guilty sexual thoughts about his mother since his early teens, though he'd never dare discuss it with anyone. During the long summer holidays as a teenager his attractive blonde mother was pretty much the only woman he'd see, with no neighbors for miles around.

He was still in his leather-patched jeans from the night before (young ranch farmers like him had leather patches on the back of their jeans so they wouldn't wear out the denim from sitting on horseback so much) and started to feel aroused knowing his mother's hard nipple was pressing against his cheek. He couldn't tell if she was just being maternal and her arousal was just due to their close proximity.

Marilyn was feeling just as conflicted, but this unexpected intimacy was undeniably pleasurable and seemingly harmless enough. As long as she behaved within the bounds of what was acceptable for a mother, she felt that there was nothing wrong with this. After all, she'd found breastfeeding a sensual bonding experience.

She lifted up the duvet covering Liam and said, "Honey, are you still in your jeans from last night? How is your body to supposed to cool down properly from the heatstroke if you're still wearing clothes?"

Liam felt his cock twitch as she said that, really wondering now if she had somehow read the sexual thoughts on his mind. This was a completely unprecedented situation and he did still feel pretty woozy and out of it, but he decided to play on it.

"Oh, Mom...I've just felt so weak from the heatstroke that I honestly just haven't had the strength...I still don't to be honest...".

"Oh well, I guess this is what Mom is for...to give you a helping hand when you need it..." she said, realizing this was going to be a real moment between them.

"I'm sure you can at least manage your belt and denim buttons...I'll do the rest" she said, feeling her nipples throbbing at the sensual and sexual tension that was now going through the roof.

Liam reached under the duvet and unbuckled his belt, feeling his cock hardening in his briefs with anticipation. He pulled off the belt and threw it on the floor before unbuttoning his Levi's.

"That's as much as I can manage right now, Mom..." he said, in a slightly helpless and feeble voice that his father and brothers would have mocked if they'd heard it.

"Ok, I can do the rest...." she replied and got out of the bed, pulling the duvet right down. Liam was well endowed and there was already a visibly large bulge in his jeans that made Marilyn gulp. She pretended not to notice and placed her hands on the hem of his jeans at the top, then dragged them down over his tight, white briefs.

As she did so, the outline of his large appendage was straining so hard against the white fabric that she couldn't avert her gaze from it, but said nothing. Liam saw her staring but also didn't dare to say anything. He felt his mouth going dry at the intensity of the situation, then finally she went to the bottom of the bed and yanked off his jeans at the ankles.

"There...you'll cool down faster now and feel better..." she said soothingly.

"Are you leaving now? It's nice having you here with me. This room gets lonesome when you're here a long time....".

"I don't have to...want to snuggle up again? I must admit it's nice to have some quality time together...your father works you boys so damn hard...." she said, then blushed again when she realized the Freudian slip of saying "so damn hard".

Liam felt a little coy too, knowing full well that his Mom had seen his sizeable bulge. His cock twitched with excitement as she got back into bed and they resumed their position, Liam settling his head once again on Marilyn's large, firm bosom.

"Mom..."

"Yes, darling..."

"You remember when I was a boy and I loved you feeding me so much that we carried on till I was five...you remember? Breastfeeding, I mean..."

"Of course, I remember...your father told me to stop in case you grew up a sissy...it was silly of him, breastfeeding your son is so natural and I'd have been happy to carry on...but you know how controlling your father is....".

"Yeah, I do, and sometimes it really annoys me...he stresses me out so much, Mom...sometimes I just wish I was that boy again, being comforted by you...."

"You mean like I'm comforting you now, darling?" said Marilyn, feeling tingly all over and wondering where this was going next.

"Yes, like this...only I used to love suckling..."

Marilyn didn't know what to say.

"Aww...I wish I still had some milk for you, honestly....my sweet and lovely boy...".

"Oh, I know you don't have milk anymore Mom....but it would be so nice if I could suckle again, y'know? Just for the comforting feeling while I'm still ill...".

Marilyn felt her face flush even more. She couldn't believe what Liam had just suggested. He was now an eighteen year old young man, but here he was wanting to suck on his own mother's breasts as if he were still a young boy. Marilyn felt her whole body become incredibly aroused at such a taboo notion. She felt her labial lips getting wet, her clitoris starting to throb. She wanted to do this.

"Well, ok then......just don't tell your father...." she whispered and it was the horniest thing Liam had ever heard. Knowing they were about to do something that his father and brothers would consider unthinkably bad and taboo made him want to do it all the more.

Marilyn slipped her black gown off her shoulders, then her black negligee shoulder straps, underneath wearing a silk white bra. She lifted up both cups and out burst her formidable, very pert breasts with nipples harder than they'd ever been in her entire life.

But then she watched with amazement as her grown son looked at her with wide eyes then moved his mouth over her left nipple, cupping her breast with his hand as he lay on his side.

Marilyn couldn't help but let out a small squeal of delight as she felt his lips begin to latch, then suck. The sensation was like nothing she'd ever known before.....so innocent in a way, yet so deeply taboo and sexual at the same time. She felt her nipple throbbing in his mouth and closed her eyes to savour every second of this heavenly sensation.

For Liam, it felt like the most exciting moment of his life as well. His mother had for a long time been the subject of his most private fantasies and now he was experiencing something real with her. Something forbidden.

Marilyn placed her hand on the back of Liam's head and moaned as he moved his mouth to her other nipple. Just feeling her son suck on her breasts so sexually was more pleasurable than all the recent years of sex with her husband put together. She couldn't believe how wet she had become so quickly and then she saw the image of Liam's impressively sized bulge in his briefs, his strident erection straining to escape.

Feeling almost unbearably turned on, Marilyn let her hand stray down to Liam's crotch and she felt his cock harden even more at her touch. She let Liam carry on suckling each nipple, back and forth, all the while running her fingers lightly up and down her son's lengthy shaft, still constrained in his tight briefs.

He couldn't believe she'd moved her hand down to his rock hard cock but he sure was happy about it. Liam could feel his balls tingling as the deep pleasure of his mother caressing his erection was combined with the thrill of suckling on her reddened, swollen nipples and areoles.

This was a killer combination and Liam's only concern was making sure he didn't shoot his load in his briefs. He wanted this to go further.

It felt an intoxicating mixture of sheer sexual desire for his mother and the satisfaction of getting to experience something he thought his two brothers never would and without either them or his father knowing. It was a heady sensation for sure.

Once he felt confident that he wasn't going to cum prematurely he decided to go for broke and turned up the heat between them even more, yanking down his briefs so that his mother's hand was now caressing his bare cock.

"Oh my..." she whispered, letting all four fingers caress both the length and girth of his magnificent meat.

For the first time it crossed Marilyn's mind that, unless she stopped it, this was going to lead to full sex with her son....incest. She'd heard about it going on in some farming families, but they'd just been rumours.

Yet, here she was, not far from committing full incest. Hell, they were already halfway there. And she didn't want to stop. As for Liam, he'd never wanted anything more in his life. He genuinely wanted to have sex with his own mother....

What they were doing felt incredible and it went on for a long time, partly because they were both enjoying it so much...but also partly because both of them were unsure about taking the next step in case either rejected it.

Yet the sheer force of Liam's desire for his mother eventually gave him the courage to make a subtle move; his hand strayed between her thighs and inside her white silk panties.

He began to rub her sopping wet cunt with two fingers, feeling her clit throb against them. Her pussy made a delicious sticky noise as he rubbed her while continuing to suck on her swollen teats.

Marilyn was sent into overdrive when she felt that extra stimulation from his fingers, and it only increased her desire to cross the line to full sex. The only thing that was holding her back was not only the taboo of it but knowing it was behind her husband's back. It would technically be cheating, a clandestine affair.

As far as she knew he'd been faithful to her their entire married life...but was sex with their son cheating as such? It was a whole new level, she knew he'd be absolutely horrified if somehow he ever found out. But that seemed unlikely, especially if she only let it happen just this once.

The more he rubbed her and the more she stroked his cock, the more she wanted to feel him deep inside her, a primal carnal desire that she didn't know she had within her.

Liam had been the black sheep of the family for so long in his father's eyes that it fuelled his own desire to prove himself a real man beyond that of his strong sexual attraction to his mother. He wanted so much to lay her on her back, but he just couldn't be completely sure she was prepared to cross that line.

Marilyn was sensitive and smart enough to realize that Liam wanted it but felt held back too; it was a hell of a big step after all. But she intuitively knew that it's what she wanted, and it would be sex with someone she loved...even if society would see it as very, very bad. But society wasn't around. Right now, no one was around.

"Would you like Mommy to ride your gorgeous cock?" she said, hoping it wouldn't make him cum all over her hand before he'd got it inside her.

Liam took a long, deep breath to steady himself, this was his big moment and he didn't want to ruin it.

"Yes...yes, I would....very much" he managed and it was enough. A shiver ran through Marilyn's body as she heard him say those words. She threw back the bedsheets and marveled at the majesty of his fully erect member, bigger than his father and he wasn't badly endowed either.

She loved the thickness and knew it would stretch her nicely. Liam had forgotten all about his heatstroke now, his energy was on fire and he watched his mother get completely naked, mesmerized by the sight of her full, pendulous breasts and pink, protruding nipples.

Liam just hoped that he would be able to last long enough to prove himself to her. He'd only had sex three times before, finding it hard to maintain a girlfriend what with such a busy life on the ranch in such a remote place. This was his chance to usurp his alpha brother Judd in his own unique way.

Marilyn gently encouraged Liam to lie flat on his back then she straddled him, her shapely thighs either side of his. She looked at him with a knowing smile as she took hold of his cock and maneuvered it between her legs. He felt the tip of his cock against her wet cuntlips, then an amazing moment as she pushed it inside and slowly sank down his length to the base of his shaft.

She let out a deep moan then stretched out her arms and placed her hands behind her so she could start to ride him. Liam couldn't believe it...yesterday he felt like he was dying from heatstroke and yet now he had his sexy mother riding his erect cock, her beautiful breasts swinging as she began to build up a rhythm.

Marilyn couldn't believe they'd actually crossed the line to full sex but she knew it had been her decision and the sensation was just mind blowing. It had the illicit thrill of doing something very wrong but she knew it wasn't wrong really; it was a crime of lust without a victim. A glorious sin. Even better for her, Liam's cock had a slight curve that meant his bulbous cockhead was rubbing up against her G spot just perfectly.

She was taking it steady knowing Liam must be feeling overwhelmed, which he was. It took every ounce of self control he had not to spaff a huge load from his full balls deep inside her. It was wild to think that she'd let him inside her unprotected, but he put that out of his mind as it was such a turn on to think about.

Marilyn loved riding him, it was a perfect position for her pleasure. But she could sense that Liam wanted to be on top, to be the one fucking her.

"You want to take me on my back, don't you?" she said, reading his expression.

Liam nodded with a slight smile, amazed at how his mom had intuited that. She climbed off him and they got into position. It felt such a deep thrill for Marilyn to spread her legs wide for her son, exposing her glistening wet cunt for him, the place he came from.

He marvelled at the sight of her cunt bush, a thick, light brown thatch that made her pussy somehow even more alluring to him.

"Get that delicious cock inside Mommy" she said and Liam had to take another deep inhalation. This was his chance to really prove himself. He lined up his cock and looked up at his mom, who awaited his re-entry with baited breath. She let out a soft moan as she felt his thick meat push back inside, a perfect fit. Marilyn was so wet by now that he slid in with ease, though the width stretched her in such a satisfying way.

"Oh, you big boy, are you going to fuck Mommy hard with that?" she said, amazed at the filthy words coming out of her mouth.

"Yes, I am" he said, breathlessly.

Talking dirty with her own son just felt like the most exciting and liberating thing in the world after years of boring household chores and mundane sex with her husband. Liam pushed in all the way down to the base of his cock and began to pump in and out, slowly at first.

Inside his mind he was just saying to himself, "Don't cum". He closed his eyes as he fucked his own mother, not wanting to see how hot she looked laying on her back for him, her eyes swimming with desire. He was determined to make the most of this, realizing it most likely would never happen again. It felt so good as Marilyn wrapped her legs tightly round his muscular back, allowing his cock just that little bit deeper.

Marilyn pulled Liam close toward her and for the first time they kissed. The feeling of kissing her own son on the mouth was electric, euphoric...filthy. Liam kissed her with a passion that she'd never experienced before, thrusting his tongue deep in her mouth as if he was fucking her with it. This was what he truly wanted, his chance to dominate her with his virile masculinity, to overwhelm her.

Marilyn couldn't believe what a naturally good lovemaker Liam was, the steady pounding of his thick cock in her mound making her tingle all over, the pleasure increasing by the second. Her son was simply a stallion and she was the lucky recipient. This felt like this was the fucking of her life....

It got even better as Liam slowed down his pace and moved his mouth back on to her breasts. The combination of his thick meat filling her fuckhole with the urgent suck of his lips latched on her nipples drove Marilyn wild.

"Oh fuck, yes! Suck on Mommy's titties, Liam....just like you used to. Don't stop, that feels soooo good!!! My sexy son, my beautiful boy....Mommy loves your big, thick cock in her cunt!!!" she said, holding his head in place with her hand.

Her nipples throbbed and swelled even more in his mouth and she only wished she had some milk for him, such a deep need to breastfeed her boy again.

But just the sensation of his suckling was special enough and she could feel her pussy nectar seeping out of her as he continued his slow, rhythmic cock thrusts and languorous breast sucking.

The way he swirled his tongue around her nipple before taking it in his mouth sent Marilyn into seventh heaven and she never wanted this illicit, sordid sex to stop.

Outside on the ranch, drama had ensued. One of the cattle had escaped the small pen that had become overcrowded, managing to get under the fence. Peter had gone off to try and get it back, which meant interrupting work on building the bigger pen. He knew that wrestling a cow back into a confined space could take some time and would throw them off schedule even more.

"Ryan, go back to the house and get your slacker brother out of bed, we need him to take my place. I don't care if he's sick, just get him out here and get him working. Got it?"

"Yes, Dad" replied Ryan, putting down his sledgehammer and hurrying off back to the house. He knew Liam had screwed up by not swearing sunblock, but making him work with heatstroke seemed pretty harsh. He ran back into the house and thought he'd find his mom preparing dinner, but there was no sign of her.

He figured she must have gone to check on Liam, so started climbing the wooden stairs. As he reached the top he could hear muffled noises coming from Liam's room, which confused him.

Liam was by now slamming into his mother's pussy with everything he had, her ankles now over his shoulders and his ballsack swinging against the crack in her ass. The sheer energy with which he was fucking his mother overwhelmed her and sent her into the most explosive orgasm of her life, her whole body shuddering, copious juices soaking Liam's bedsheets. He had to put his hand over her mouth to muffle the noise of her climax, exactly what Ryan was hearing as he walked up the stairs.

Marilyn felt rolling waves of forbidden sexual ecstasy as her cunt tightened and her body shook. He carried on ploughing into her through her orgasm, loving the feel of power, of her complete sexual surrender to him.

Right now, he wasn't the young man made to feel like a boy by his father, he was the young man proving himself a brilliant lover, bringing his mother more pleasure than she'd ever known.

With his hand still over her mouth he slowed down his pace to whisper in her ear, "I loved it when you said to me "Don't tell your father"...when I take my hand off your mouth I want you to say it over and over...".

Marilyn nodded with wide eyes, thrilled by the emergence of her son's dominant side. Her orgasm had started to subside and she was ready to receive her own son's semen, regardless of the consequences. Ryan had now reached the top of the stairs and he could hear Liam whispering, but not what he said.

As soon as Liam took his hand off his mother's mouth he put his hands on either side of her body and began ramming her as hard as he could. Marilyn looked him straight in the eye and said, "Don't tell your father...don't tell your father.....don't tell him that I let you fuck me, son...." in a breathless, high pitched voice.

Ryan couldn't believe his ears and turned the door handle slightly, pushing the door ajar enough to see his brother and mother having incestuous sex, naked on the bed. His mother's wicked words sent Liam over the edge and he finally succumbed to a colossal climax, feeling an electric surge of deep delight as his full balls went into spasm. Reams of thick, potent, virile spunk shot up and out of his cock and deep into his mother's grateful, awaiting cunt.

He could feel his balls tightly squeezing as he unloaded every last drop he had and Marilyn thought she was going to pass out as his orgasm set off her second one.

She dug her nails into his back as she felt the surging torrent of her son's warm seed spurting so deeply inside her and clenched her teeth to stop herself screaming, her gushing pussy soaking his already drenched sheets for the second time.

Marilyn held her son tight as he recovered his breath, laying his head on her shoulder, her hand on the back of his head.

As she got her own breath back and revelled in the perverted euphoria of mother and son incest she said, "Oh Liam....I don't know where you learnt to fuck like that but you didn't get it from your father. You're already twice the lover he is....".

They were the best words Liam had ever heard and he moved her mouth to hers for a tender yet debauched French kiss, their tongues entwining.

"Thanks, Mom...." he said as their long kiss finally finished.

Ryan closed the door slowly before he could be seen and stood in a state of bewildered shock on the landing. This was so far beyond what was normal that he simply had no idea how to react. He felt a strange mixture of arousal and envy, knowing his younger brother had done something he'd only had hidden guilty fantasies about. It had made him feel so conflicted hearing his mother say "don't tell your father" as Liam fucked her and, as he headed down the stairs as quietly as he could, Ryan wondered if telling his father is exactly what he should do....​