I was ovulating again.

Whenever I ovulate my pussy drips like a faucet and it makes my pussy slippery and wet all the time. My son stuck his finger inside my pussy and tasted it and he said my pussy was sweet-tasting. When I ovulate my pussy gives out those sweet-tasting arousal juice and my son likes it. 

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I’ve been in this incest relationship with my son for some time now and at one point I decided that I should start taking birth control pills just so my son wouldn’t accidentally impregnate me. I had taught my son how to put on a condom, but he said it felt weird, and he always ended up pulling them off anyway. Besides, condoms are for strangers. When I worked as a prostitute I asked my customers to put on condoms because they were complete strangers to me.

But not with my son. He is not a stranger to me. He is the closest person to me in my entire life.

Besides, being creampied is the best feeling in the world. I love having cum dripping from my pussy and it absolutely warms my heart knowing how much my son enjoys it too. No man has ever fucked me as good as my son does, and I just can’t help myself because I love him too much to deny him anything.

So I decided to stop taking those pills when my son asked me to stop taking them.

He is the man of the house after all. It just feels right that he should be in charge, and I put myself in his hands, and let him take charge, including my sex life. Whatever his decision is, I always obey because I know my son has my best interest in mind and unlike other selfish and manipulative men, my son would never hurt me.

The downside is I started ovulating again.

I’m still a very fertile woman. I became accidentally pregnant when I was young. Another thing is … When I ovulate, my pussy aches and starts to drip and I become extremely horny. I can feel my cervix opening up and begging to be filled by a hard cock. Even my nipples become more sensitive and perkier than usual. 

I told my son: “Mommy is ovulating again,” and he was very excited. He has always been interested in the female anatomy and I’ve been happy to guide him in his sex education. He is studying biology in college and he told me that in class they have studied lots of female primates when they are in heat and that “It’s a rare opportunity to observe a female human primate in heat.”

So I let my son examine me. I stripped off my panties and spread my legs for him, and he used two fingers to gently splay my labia lips apart and then used the other hand to scoop around inside my vaginal canal and he said indeed, he saw very prominent changes to my vagina. For starters, he said it’s now softer, feels deeper and opens up more easily. Another obvious sign was the arousal juice seeping out of me: clear, stretchy, and slippery juice, like raw egg whites. My arousal juice was coated on my son’s fingers and he thrusted his fingers in my face after he examined me and he said, “Taste it, mom. Your juice is sweet-tasting.”

After he examined he left me and went to his classes leaving me spread naked on the kitchen table, soaking wet and desperate. I could even feel my asshole pulsing like it was craving for attention.

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Later that evening my son came home. We ate dinner together. He took a shower. Then he was fucking me again. Nothing crazy. Just late night sloppy sex between a horny, lonely mother and her handsome boy, with porn still playing in the background, his cock deep inside my pussy, his hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t wake up the neighbors. I tend to be loud during sex when I ovulate.

My son’s cock was deep inside me, his balls pressed to my ass, slowly grinding, keeping it deep and I was “almost there”.

And then he said it. “I want to make you pregnant again, mom. I want to breed you and make you pregnant again.”

My brain went offline. I moaned so loud he had to shove a pillow in my face.

He kept going. 

He said: “You want me to breed you, don’t you mom?” As he fucked me even deeper. I couldn’t answer. I was twitching. Leaking. Barely holding on.

He grabbed my hips and growled. “You want my cum inside you, don’t you, mom? You are a slut for my cum. You want me to get you pregnant, right mom?”

And I came. Loud. Messy. My brain matter was literally drooling out of my mouth. My son’s cum flooded through my birth canal into the womb where he had once come out of. 

Afterward, as I was cleaning my son’s cock with my mouth, I asked, “Since mommy is not on any kind of birth control, should I take morning after pills?” And my son said no.

I could still feel the residue of my son’s cum leaking out of my pussy and dripping down my thighs, mixed with my own pussy juice.