Mom Son Erotica 1: My Womb Seduced My Son & Now I’m Carrying His Baby

by Amber FoxxFire

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Part of the Mom Son Erotica series:

I don't know how it happened. One night I went to bed just fine and the next morning, I awoke with my 18-year-old son's baby in my belly. It was the strangest thing. Had I sleep-walked or did he make out with me in my sleep or —

Sis...let me explain, would you?

Who the hell are you?

Your womb. Now sit back and listen to all the lurid details...

Excerpt:

I don't know how it happened. One night I went to bed just fine and the next morning, I awoke with my 18-year-old son's baby in my belly. It was the strangest thing. Had I sleep-walked or did he make out with me in my sleep or —

Sis...let me explain, would you?

Who the hell are you?

Your womb. Now sit back and listen to all the lurid details...

What in the absolute fuck was going on? I tried to speak, but found myself fading out - like I was being pushed to the back of my own mind and made to be an observer...

That's right, sis. Be a good little broodmare. That's what we're here for, right?

But I don't want to be —

Hush...

Even though my sister thought she didn't want any more children, I - as her womb - knew that our time was running out. In just a few short months we wouldn't have the chance. I knew I had to do something.

And - as her womb - I would!

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So, I waited until the time was perfect. Ovulation! But this time, instead of getting nothing for all my hard work, I was going to make something happen. I was going to seduce my very own son.

Luke had recently turned 18 and mommy needed a baby. So, I had to strike while the iron was hot. First thing I did once taking over the body was send him a sext of mommy's tits.

"Oops!" I giggled in the text. "Honey, please delete that! That wasn't intended for you!" I replied, knowing full well my 18-year-old horny as fuck son wouldn't be able to peel his eyes away from mommy's tits, let alone ever delete them.

Then I pocketed the phone and crept downstairs for a nightcap. Pouring myself a half glass of wine, I waited. Then sent him another pic. This time up my skirt.

"Mom?" Was his reply.

"Yes, dear? Oh shit! That one wasn't for you, either!"

"Let me guess, you want me to delete that one, too..." I could almost hear his sigh through the phone.

"Well...you don't really have to delete them, but please don't ever show them to anyone!" I begged.

"Okay. But mom, who were you sexting? Dad would be livid if he knew what you were up to!"

"Uh...no one, dear..." I lied, baiting him into my trap. I knew this was going to work. I knew my son couldn't resist the bait.

A couple minutes later, just as I thought would happen, Luke texted back.

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