Life has been spectacular since that first night I felt my son's cock inside me. We have been together ever since and he has even moved back home so that we could be together more. Since he moved back into the house, our relationship had been perfect. We spend time together often and have formal dates out. We even stopped hiding we were mother and son on holidays. God, I wish we could tell everyone else back home.

We are a happy couple with an amazing sex life, and have experimented with a lot of new things since being with him. I've been divorced for a while now, and I don't regret a thing. Well, that's a lie, I regret my son definitely not taking me sooner.

Tonight I was going to tell Ryan the best news any man could ask for, that I was pregnant with his child. My friends didn't know about our relationship yet. I hadn't told anyone that I was fucking my own son, let alone pregnant with his baby.

God, it was the best feeling in my life, knowing my predicament. Even at work, I couldn't help being so turned on. Even while teaching. I just couldn't wait to fuck Ryan when I got home.

So after a long day at school, I finally came home and just want to feel the hot water spray over my body to help relax me and take the edge off telling Ryan I was pregnant.

I walked in the door and shouted to see if Ryan was home. I took my heels off at the door and started to shed my clothes on the way to the bathroom. I dropped my white blouse right at the door, my red lace bra soon after three steps away and peeled my red thong slowly down my legs and left it hanging on the bathroom doorknob. Here I was, sexually frustrated and Ryan must still be at work.

I turned on the water and got my towel out, setting it on the counter by the shower. I stuck my hand in to test the water, a little on the hot side, but I knew it would relax me and take the edge off. I stepped in the shower and relaxed under the spray.

I leaned forward, letting the hot spray hit my back and neck. I stood there for a few minutes just letting the hot water do its trick.

I turned and let the spray hit my face, then backed up letting it hit my breast and stomach. Sighing, I decide I better do something besides just stand there using up all the hot water. Relaxed now, I put my head under the jet of water and wash my hair.

That done, I reached for the body wash, lavender to relax me even more, and the body poof. I started washing my arms, my legs, next I started washing my breasts. Hmmmm, that felt good. I put the poof on the shower rack and started rubbing my hands all over my breasts.

Slipping over my soap covered skin, my nipples were getting hard. I pinched and pulled at the nipples as a moan escaped my mouth. I rolled my nipples between my fingers...

My pussy started to throb, getting excited, but all I really wanted was Ryan's dick deep inside my aching pussy.

With my naughty thoughts of Ryan going through my head, my hands moved over my body. What would he be doing if he was here in the shower all by himself?

I bet he would be stroking his cock, having some thoughts that were like what I was doing to myself right now...

I could feel my juices seeping out of me at the thought of him stroking his cock. I stepped under the showerhead and washed the soap off. I took one nipple and licked it, taking it into my mouth and sucked it hard again.

I reached down with my hand and rubbed my pussy. Spreading my legs, I inserted a finger into my wet pussy. Thinking about how good it felt having Ryan's dick deep inside me, wondering, does Ryan stroke his cock, thinking about me...?

My finger slid in and out of my pussy as my other hand massaged my nipples, rolling them between my fingers, pinching and pulling...

I moaned and added a second finger into my pussy. Breathing faster as thoughts of him fucking me and knowing I'm pregnant, kept running through my mind.

I moved my hands so both of them were between my legs. One was still pumping two fingers into me, my hips moving to meet them and force them deeper into my pussy. With the other one, I started to rub my clit, moving over it gently. Back and forth, slowly, a little pressure but not much yet.

Still with the image of Ryan in the shower playing in my mind, I could feel my orgasm start to build deep inside, my fingers going in and out, the water running over my body, my clit being rubbed faster.

I licked my lips, my head tilted slightly back. I applied a little more pressure to my clit, rubbing it a little faster, my hips starting to move faster, my fingers pushing harder, wanting more...

My knees started to shake. I knew it was coming, my hands started to move faster. Wanting, needing to cum. I felt it was getting closer, my finger moving faster over my clit, my hand pushing my fingers into me as far as they could go...

My muscles grabbed my fingers and squeeze them. I bit my bottom lip hard to stop from screaming. I knew was coming. I pushed them in deeper as my orgasms started to take hold of my body. My knees started to give, I slid down the shower wall as I started to cum.

My fingers going in and out of me, my body shook from the orgasm. I tasted blood from biting my lip. I flicked a finger over my clit a few more time. Each time my body shuddered, but I didn't want to stop the feeling just yet. I moaned softly as my body completely relaxed.

I took my fingers out of my pussy and licked them. Smiling, I sat and waited for my strength to return so I could stand and finish my shower. Ahhhh yes, that was what I needed.

I slowly stepped out of the shower and dried myself off, carefully wiping the water from my smooth silky soft skin. I glanced at the wall to briefly admire my body in the mirror. As a forty-year-old mother, I felt I still looked great for my age.

I carefully looked over my body, proud of my shape I had been able to keep even in my early forties.

I have creamy white skin with a thin waist and wide hips that accentuate my figure. I moaned quietly as I ran my hands over my perky, breasts and turned to the side to look at my ass in the mirror, before running my hands over my womb knowing I wouldn't keep this figure once I started showing I was pregnant again.

Life had been difficult since my divorce. My daughter actually hated me as a mother, and blamed me for ruining her perfect life and moved away in disgust with her friends. It was a huge struggle trying to keep this dark secret at bay that I was fucking my own son and loving every minute of it.

But even standing there naked in the bathroom, after an intense orgasm in the shower, I knew it was all worth it and I'd happily do it all again. Having Ryan fucking me every night certainly made it easier knowing one child still loved me and since my divorce, he had actually gotten me pregnant as well.

It was a few months after my divorce, I missed my period and took a pregnancy test and today I was going to tell Ryan once he came home.

I didn't even bother getting dressed as I waited for Ryan to get home. Once he finally did, I couldn't help myself and ran into my son's arms, tears in my eyes, so happy for the joy of finally being able to be a mother again.

"The test was positive! I'm pregnant! I'm going to bear your child!" I exclaimed, happier than I could remember.

"Seriously? That's great, mom!" he said as he rubbed my stomach and womb admiring his work.

He picked me up by the waist and I wrapped my legs around his lower body, pressing my lips softly against his.

"Thank you, baby. You have no idea how happy this makes me! I love you!" I said, completely falling in love with my own son all over again.

He broke the kiss and spoke, grabbing my ass with one of his strong hands. He grabbed at my naked breast.

"Does this mean your fantastic tits will get even bigger? They are so fucking perfect." He said, taking my breast in his mouth, cupping the other one.

I moaned softly as his tongue flicked over my sensitive breast. "Maybe. So what do you think we're gonna do now that I'm pregnant?" I asked.

As he set me down, running his hands down my sides and over to my wide hips, my tights hugging my round ass and curvy frame.

"I'm gonna fuck you every day of your pregnancy and keep filling your pregnant womb with my hot cum until you have our child. Then I'll fuck you more until you're pregnant again," he announced casually.

I slowly walked towards his bed, jumping on it, leaving me naked and horny and waiting for my son. I arched my back, giving him a perfect view of my ass, and motioned him to join me.

As he climbed into the bed and began running his hands up my body, I asked him what we would do about his sister. "When she comes back, what are we supposed to do?"

"We can move away and start a family of our own. Then I can fuck my beautiful mother for the rest of my life," He said, pushing me onto my back.

He pulled down his shorts and pointed his enormous cock at my waiting, pregnant pussy.

"Sounds good, baby! I love you!" I said, "Now fuck your horny, pregnant slut of a mother!"

"I love you too, mom!" He said as pushed his manhood deep inside my tight, sopping pussy.

He started fucking me hard and fast. There was not even any style to it, just pure passion and excitement, his hands gripping my hips and pumping his cock in and out of me. Grinding into my pussy, in and out again, my ass cheeks slapping against his thighs. Ryan's fingers were raking against back now, as I rode my orgasm.

I could feel Ryan start to cum inside me and it didn't take him long to stop spurting his cum inside me.