The Sperm Donor 2 :The Discovery

She started rotating her finger, its nail dragging along the ridged surface of the walls of her cunt while her other hand squeezed her breast harder.

Jesus!

She could not help herself as she imagined Gabe lying in his bed. The quilt off. His body naked as he pulled and stroked his turgid erection.

She wondered what it looked like.

Was he a virgin? .

She remembered what she had read in his story. That he could not wait to use it on a girl.

Then he must be, she thought and her excitement increased.

Oh Gabe!

It was wrong to think like that. To think of her boy. So wrong but she could not stop.

Her finger rotated faster and faster around her tightening cunt, her other hand pretending to be her son’s as it tormented and fondled her large breast.

More words leapt out of the story: "Oh you are so bloody big and hard. Come in me, honey. Give your mother a baby!"

She could imagine the two of them together. Gabe mounted on top of her. Moving in and out of her. Forcing her cunt apart with his large prick. Forcing her to take all of him as he came inside her.

“Huhhhh!” She gasped as it struck. She could almost feel his hot seed inside her.

Willing herself to be quiet, her body jerked and shook silently as the delicious feeling took hold.

“Oh Gabe! Oh my baby boy!” She whispered, trying to keep herself under control.

Donald suddenly grunted in his sleep, causing Helen to freeze. Her pleasure rapidly evaporating.

As her body cooled and her breathing came back under control, Helen realised that she just had an orgasm.

Oh God. What had she done?

But she was too exhausted to worry about it and sleep quickly overcame her

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“Bloody Nora, you look knackered this morning.” Commented Donald as he came into the kitchen the next morning.

Helen had woken up early and started to worry about what had happened the night before. What she had done. What she had told Gabe.

Unable to sleep, she had decided to get up.

“Thanks very much.” Helen sarcastically replied as she handed him his cup of coffee.

“Seriously. Maybe you should take the day off work.”

“I’ll think about it.” Helen said and stopped as she saw Gabe come through the door. She felt her face flush.

The boy did not even look at her as he sat down.

“Jeez. Look at you.” Donald said to the kid. “You haven’t got the same problem as your mother I hope.”

“Donald!! Leave him alone.” Flashed Helen.

Donald put his hands up in defence. “Jeez. Sorry. I didn’t mean to upset anybody. What’s the matter with everyone this morning?”

Knowing she had overacted, Helen apologised. “I just had a bad night.”

Donald got up from the table and went over and kissed his wife on the forehead.

“I’m sorry, love. Anyway, I’d better get going. I got an early meeting to attend.”

“But you promised to give Gabe a lift to school.” Helen protested.

“Did I?” Asked Donald guiltily. “Sorry. I forgot.”

“DONALD!”

“Gotta go.” And Donald quickly grabbed his jacket and rushed out of the house, leaving mother and son alone.

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In silence, Helen picked up Donald’s cup and took it to the sink.

What was the matter with her? Talk to the boy.

“Do you want anything for breakfast?” She finally asked.

“No thanks.”

He sounded so depressed, Helen thought. Sighing, she pulled her washing gloves off and went round and joined her son.

“You do look a little peaky.” She told him when she saw him properly for the first time.

“I had trouble sleeping.” Gabe said, doing his best not to look at her.

She knew why and felt guilty.

“I’m sorry, Gabe. I should have never come to your room last night.”

For the first time, Gabe turned and looked at his mother.

“I’m not.” He said bluntly.

“Gabe.” Helen gasped.

“Well I’m not. Nor do I feel guilty for helping you get pregnant.”

“Gabe!” Helen hissed as if the whole world could hear.

“But I don’t. You said yourself that you would have never got pregnant if it wasn’t for me.”

“I-I shouldn’t have said that….”

“But you did and it’s true.”

Gabe reached over and grabbed her hand. The contact caused her to flush again, the churning in her stomach returning.

“Y-you don’t know what you are saying.”

Helen broke away and scurried off into the living room. Leaning on the sideboard, she felt she was literally shaking.

“Mum?”

Slowly she turned round and saw Gabe standing at the door.

She just stared.

He was so handsome! Even despite his scruffiness or even because of it. Gabe was no longer her little boy. He was now a young man.

No! Don’t think like that.

“Gabe..?” She whispered as she found herself moving towards him. He started towards her as well.

They met in the middle.

“Honey. This is all wrong.”

“I-I don’t care, Mum. I-I love you.”

Oh Christ!

“Oh darling.” Helen said as she took her boy into her arms. “I love you so much.”

She felt him hug her back. His body pressing into hers. Then she felt something pushing into her stomach. Helen gasped.

Slowly pulling her head back, she stared into those blue eyes of her son.

“Gabe…?”

Her eyes dropped onto his mouth. Those lips.

Then their mouths were together. Their lips closed but pressing tight to each other as they fiercely hugged.

What am I doing?? She was conscious of her breasts were pressing into the boy’s chest. Her nipples achingly hard. Her groin pressing onto his hardness.

Helen pulled back.

Oh God! She loved him so much!

And she could not stop herself as she kissed him again. This time her mouth open. The boy quickly followed suit. Soon mother and son were snogging ardently in the middle of the living room. Their bodies rubbing together.

Finally Helen pulled back again. Looking at his face, she gently stroked his cheek. Her heart went out to the lad. He’s only 18 and her son. He didn’t know what he’s doing. But she did. She should stop this.

“This is so wrong.” She whispered again.

But she could not. Instead she pulled away from their embrace. Then taking his hand, Helen Smith – loving wife and mother, took her son upstairs to her bedroom.

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In Helen’s bedroom, the mother and son stood facing each other. The curtains were still drawn from the night before. The parental bed unmade.

Neither said a word as they stared at each other.

Helen moved towards the boy and started to undress him. First was the shirt. It dropped to the ground, allowing Helen to appreciate the boy's naked hairless chest. The skin was so smooth, almost silk like to the touch. His belly was firm with no hint of fat. His arms subtly muscular.

She then slowly unbuckled the belt and pushed down his trousers. Kneeling down as she did so. She noted how strong his legs looked. But the legs were soon forgotten when found herself looking at his crotch.

Oh my!

His pants bulged obscenely, causing the waist band to be pushed outwards as if whatever was in them wanted to get out.

Helen tore her eyes away and looked up at her son. His eyes wide with, what she hoped, was anticipation.

Making sure she looked anywhere except at his groin, Helen grabbed hold of the waist band, pulling it towards her. Then in one quick motion, she pulled the boy’s pants down to his feet, helping Gabe step out of his lower garments.

She then looked at his groin and froze.

“Jesus Christ!” She whispered.

The boy’s penis stood out stiffly from his hairy groin. But it was not a little boy’s penis, it was a thick brute of cock which would have looked big on an adult man, let alone a young boy Gabe’s age and build.

Helen just stared at it dumbly.

She had never seen one so large. In her 45 years, she had slept with a handful of boys and men – all before her marriage, but none measured up to the monster which was standing up to her astonished gaze. Not even her husband. Particularly not her husband.

Its length caused the head, which looked like it was the size of a small plum, to almost reach the boy’s belly button. The stalk itself reminded her of one of her cucumbers. It was so thick.

Forcing her eyes off his erection, she looked up at the boy. He stood stock still. His eyes on her.

She looked back down. Has any poor girl try to take this?

“Are you a virgin?” She asked, almost certain of the answer.

Gabe nodded.

Her stomach churned with excitement. She would be his first.

Gingerly, she reached and took him in her hands. There was a gasp from above and she felt the pink club throb.

Ohhh! He was so stiff, thought Helen.

For long moments, her hands ran over the stout erection. Noting how her fingers barely encircled it – it was so thick.

She looked back at her son’s face and saw the pleading in his eyes. Smiling, she knew what he wanted.

Reluctantly, she released his manhood and stood up.

Then, eyes never leaving the son’s face, the mother started to strip.

First came off her jumper. Revealing her white pale breasts encased in a thick black bra which struggled to contain her abundant flesh. Instantly, Gabe’s eyes widened as he took in the sight.

Discarding the jumper, her hands went behind her to unclip the bra. For a moment she hesitated. She knew that her breasts were big but they were no longer that of a young girl’s, a teenager’s. They had long started to droop. Especially thanks to their weight and size.

With a twist of her hands, the bra loosened and she slowly peeled it off her chest. Helen intently watched for her son’s reaction as her breasts, with their hard aching nipples, came into view as they dropped down onto her chest.

She was rewarded with a gasp and a movement down below made her realise that her son’s monster looked even bigger.

She then went down to her jeans. Undoing the belt, she tried to sexily wiggle out of them. Revealing to the boy her thick thighs and legs as she pushed them down to her feet.

Stepping out of them, she only had her unflattering white knickers on.

Oh God! If she had known this was going to happen, she would have worn her red sexy pair.

Still watching her boy’s face, she removed her panties. Revealing to him that she was not a natural blond.

Finally, Helen stood naked in front of her naked teenage son.

Gabe just stood there, rock still as his eyes swept over his naked mother’s body while she waited expectantly. On the one hand, she had never felt more conscious that she had a body of a middle-aged woman. But on the other, she was doing something so forbidden as to be showing herself to her son. Knowing without doubt that she would be the first real life naked woman he had ever seen.

And the way he looked at her. No-one, not even her husband had ever looked at her with such desire, such hunger. At any moment, it looked like he would launch himself at her.

She in turn could not get over how delicious he looked. The slim young body . The big hard cock that stood out in salute to her.

Finding herself shaking, Helen walked up to him. She pressed herself into the boy, feeling his jutting arousal pressing into her belly as she pushed her big breasts into his chest. Helen wrapped her arms around him, pulling her baby even nearer. Their faces drawing together as they looked at each other with intense desire.

It was too much for the lad. With a groan, Gabe pushed his face forward, finding her mouth as he clumsily tried to kiss her.

Oh God!

Her mouth opening, Helen forced her tongue into her son’s mouth and for a moment they struggled against each other as they hungrily frenched. Both lost in their passion. Relishing in the feel of the other’s naked body pressing against them.

NO!

She had to stay in control. This their first time together. Her boy’s first time.

Gently but firmly, Helen pushed him away. Placing a finger on his lips to stop him from attempting to kiss her again.

But she was just as impatient. She wanted him like no-one else before.

Gently she pushed him back, making him fall onto the bed.

Helen took in the sight presented to her. Her teenage virgin son, naked on her bed. His cock pointing up from a turf of dark pubic hair, all swollen and stiff.

And she was going to have it.

"Get into the middle of the bed." She commanded, intent on keeping a firm hand.. "Mummy is going to make you feel so good."

Hearing herself saying ‘Mummy’ inflamed her more.

The boy eagerly complied. His young body lay perfectly still while his stout shaft now leaned towards the belly button. Its large head dripping with precum. So full of desire for her.

Helen then lent over him as she took him into her hands. She marvelled at the large pink club. She could not help but notice how different it was to her husband’s, Gabe’s father. How big it was. The stiffness. Even in their youth, she never remembered Donald’s being that hard. In fact, Helen had never held a cock that was so hard. And it was her son’s cock. Was she the first woman to see it? To hold and touch it?

Oh God, she hoped she was.

Helen gently kissed the helmet, her touch causing her boy to flinch. Then she ran her tongue over it, licking up the gleaming precum from his prick. It tasted so delicious. She did not stop there. Her mouth stretched open as it covered the head of his hard rod.

She wanted to do more but she knew it would be too much for her baby. Helen knew that he was nearing his climax. Quickly she grabbed hold of the base of his erection, squeezing it. Again marvelling how rock hard it felt.

No, she thought. He can’t come yet. Helen needed her boy’s first come to be deep inside her.

But she had to be careful. Although the urgency had died, she knew that her son was still on the edge. If she got carried away, she knew he would climax.

She again looked at her boy's erection. It looked so swollen and huge compared to her small hand clamped around its base. So in need to be inside her.

Do it, Helen. She thought to herself. Take him.

Helen got up on her knees and straddled the boy, her eyes returned to his face and saw that he was staring at her, wide-eyed. She smiled before returning her attention to the hard cock straining up at her. The helmet wet with more bubbling pre-cum. Underneath lay two swollen sacks, his testicles swollen with seed. She felt herself shiver at the thought of where that seed would go. What it could do her if she was not already pregnant.

For the first time she felt a tinge of regret. The idea that he could get her pregnant this way made her almost lose breath. He looked so virile.

She felt the boy shake as she positioned herself on top of him. Looking up, she saw that his expression hadn't changed. So innocent yet so full of desire, so full of lust.

It was time.

Not wanting to take her eyes of her baby's face, Helen began to lowering herself. She felt so wet. Her vagina was so hungry for the virginal young oh but large stiff penis that was aimed at it from below. She could imagine her juices dripping down onto it as she moved closer.

She heard her son gulp nervously as she herself tried to swallow.

She moved her maternal cunt nearer to her son’s virginal cock.

Then, there was contact! Both of their bodies jumped causing them to gasp.

She knew that for the first time in its life, her son’s swollen cock had touched the swollen lips of a wet cunt and it was her cunt, his mother’s cunt. The cunt from which he had originally come out from.

With that thought, she let her ripe hips come down over him. Her mouth clamped shut as she felt her son's large glands starting urgently to push aside her netherlips before eagerly burrowing into her equally eager cunt.

“Ahhhh!” Helen gasped. It felt like she was losing her virginity all over again.

He was so big!

She dropped down. Despite his size, Helen felt her cunt spread, hungrily consuming the large offering her son had for her. Taking his swollen shaft deep into her wet heated depths until she settled on his groin, their pubic hairs merging together as she took every thick inch of him.

“Ohhhh.” Groaned Gabe.

Helen just sat on top of the boy. Allowing herself to adjust to his size, any discomfort quickly giving way to pleasure as she revelled in the fact that she had never had anyone so big inside her before. If he had been any thicker, he would surely have split her into two. But it wasn’t just the thickness, she could feel him pressing deep inside her. Deeper than anyone has ever gone before.

“Ooooh!” Helen had never felt anything like this. Not even when her father’s friend had taken her virginity when she was only 16.

She looked down at her boy.

“You okay?” She asked.

The boy nodded while gasping and Helen wondered what he must be feeling, as she gripped his cock with her cunt.

The thought made her gasp.

"Ohhh." Gabe whimpered. She could tell that he was close. In fact she was surprised that he had not already come.

"Easy, baby." She said soothingly, her hand feeling his damp brow. "Just stay still."

"Ahhhhh..."

"Not yet, baby."

But it was no use, Gabe was too excited. She could feel his penis swelling even more inside her.

Oh God! Did it ever stop growing???

She felt that she was going to burst. She knew that he must come soon.

The thought brought on the beginnings of her own orgasm. Helen closed her eyes as she moved her hips so that the boy’s shaft was slowly drawn out and then pushed back into her. Her stretched muscles clamping around his swollen erection.

This took Gabe over the edge.

The boy cried out. His fists clenched at the sheets as he started to move his hips. His cock lunging and thrusting wildly up into her. It was only their tight fit that kept him in place.

The first hot spurt of her boy’s spunk deep inside her triggered Helen’s own climax. Crying out, Helen started to furiously move her hips. Forcing her cunt to swallow her son’s jerking shaft time and time again. The movement getting fast as their juices overflowed and mixed, providing lubrication.

“Muummm!!” Cried the boy.

“Yessss!!!” Helen shouted.

Helen slammed herself down one last time, her cunt and body consuming every hard inch of her son’s cock as she went into meltdown.

“Oh Christttt!” Helen leaned forward, pressing her forehead against his as she felt her child convulse under her as he continued to ejaculate deeply inside her again and again. The two of them held onto each other fiercely. Not wanting to let the other go as their orgasms consumed them.

Never had Helen felt anything like it.

Finally they were finished. Helen trying to catch her breath as she slumped over her boy's panting body.

"My baby." She whispered and she realised that she had tears in her eyes as she covered her boy's face with kisses.

"M-mum." Gabe gasped.

"Oh Gabe." She panted back.

She sat on him for a time as she waited for him to slowly shrink inside her. Finally, Helen slowly pulled herself off, feeling his penis wetly slither out of her spent vagina as she looked down between them. On his stomach and groin, in a large pool of thick white cum, lay his still formidable looking cock.

She could not believe what they had done together. But they have and she loved it. She then looked back at her son’s face and saw that he was already dozing off.

“Sleep my baby.” She whispered, her maternal instinct kicking in as she gently got off the bed, wincing as she did so.

She could feel his come running out of her. Never had she been so full.

Once off the bed, Helen carefully pulled the quilt over the now sleeping boy.

Giving him a loving kiss on his cheek, Helen pulled on her robe and left Gabe to sleep while she went downstairs.

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The rest of the day went quietly. Helen had rang both her work and Gabe’s school. After a shower, she left a note on the kitchen table and went out for a walk. She needed some time to herself.

Helen eventually got back around lunchtime only to see that her boy was still fast asleep. During her walk, she went through a series of emotions starting with guilt and recrimination and finally ending up with acceptance. What had happened had happened and there was nothing she could do to undo that and a part of her did not want to. But she did vow to herself that it would never happen again.

Feeling drained and not to mention sore in her lower regions, Helen managed a couple of hours’ sleep on the living room settee before Gabe finally got up.

On finding his mother laying on the settee, the boy went over to give her a kiss. First it was on the cheek and then he tried to move to her lips.

“Oh no you don’t, mister. You stink! Go and have a shower.”

“But Mum?”

But before Gabe protest further, they both heard Donald’s car arrive in the drive.

“He’s early.” Did Helen detect a hint of jealousy in her son’s voice?

She ignored it. “Yes, for a change. Now go and get showered and dressed.” She swatted his bum as he made to go back upstairs.

What had just happened, Helen thought to herself? She was supposed to speak to the boy. To stop this dead in its tracks. Instead she was playing with him.

“I’M HOME!”

“I AM IN THE LIVING ROOM!” Helen shouted back as she got up and quickly tidied her hair.

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The rest of the day went as normal. Gabe spent the evening upstairs in his room while she and Donald just watched TV. By 10pm, Helen and Donald had retired to bed.

Five minutes after that, Helen’s sister rang.

Donald answered.

“Oh hi, Cathy. How are you? How did your visit go?”

Donald listened as Cathy replied.

“No, Helen’s not here….Oh she’s just checking on Gabe. She shouldn’t be long…”

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In Gabe’ bedroom, Helen pulled her mouth from her son’s as she struggled in his arms.

“For Christ sakes, Gabe. Your father’s just across the landing.” She gasped.

“Oh please, Mum. I need you.” The boy said ardently and the two wrestled on his bed until Helen somehow found herself underneath the lad. She never realised how strong he was.

“Gabe? What are you doing mmmmmm?” Helen tried to protest but was cut off as his mouth reclaimed hers.

The mother tried to struggle but it felt so good being in her son’s arms while he eagerly kissed her, his tongue sliding into her mouth to seek hers.

“Oh God!” Helen gasped as the boy pulled away and started to nibble on her neck. At the same time she felt hands between her legs, pulling at her panties.

“N-no, Gabe. W-we can’t do this.” She hissed but it was too late. The panties hastily gone, she felt something push against her. Sliding eagerly against her slickening cunt lips. Something big and bone stiff.

“I have to…uhhhhh!” Groaned Gabe as he moved forward, sliding into her. Helen had to bite her lip as her already wet cunt was forced to expand to take his stout shaft.

From that moment on, she was lost. Their mouths joining again, Helen brought her legs up and tightly wounded them around the back of her son as if to try and contain the lad while he thrusted rampantly in and out of her. Both holding the other fiercely as their bodies urgently slammed together.

Oh God this felt so good, thought Helen as she returned each of Gabe’s thrusts.

She sickly thought how easily she had taken him this time even though he seemed bigger and harder than ever.

She was conscious of the bed moving under their bodies, the mattress squeaking slightly. She hoped Donald would not hear. Helen pulled Gabe’s face from her neck.and hungrily claimed his mouth with hers while the fuck went on. Both wanting it to last forever but needing it to end quickly before they were discovered.

A number of times she would pull her mouth away to tell him to slow down, not be so hard. Not to be so noisy. But the boy just fucked her and fucked her. Moving fast and urgent as he tried as hard as possible to bury himself into his mother as far as possible.

It took the boy longer this time but before long, he stiffened. The lad’s expanding flesh shoved deeply inside his mother as he started to shoot. Filling her with his hot, rich, fertile seed.

The sensation caused her own climax, forcing her to bite into his shoulder to muffle her cry even as she clenched him hard, her nails digging into his back.

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Later, Helen staggered into the family bathroom and turned on the light.

Leaning over the basin, she stared at her reflection in the mirror.

God she looked a state!

Her blond hair was dishevelled, her lips looking bruised from the passionate kissing.

She took off her robe and slide off her nightdress.

She winced as she gently held up her breasts. Her nipples looked so swollen from the sucking the boy had given them.

And before she even had to look, she could feel his juices sliding down her legs.

Helen looked down and saw the evidence. Her dark pubic hair was soaked with her son’s abundant sperm which was running out of her.

“My God! He must have come in buckets.” She said to herself.

She had no choice but to have a quick shower. There was no way she could go back to bed looking like this.

Afterwards, Helen applied a tampon to trap any remaining semen. Making sure she was careful as her vagina ached.

Returning to her bedroom, she saw that Donald was fast asleep. As quietly as she could, she pulled out a clean nightdress and donned it on. She then climbed into bed.

For a few minutes, she sat up and looked down on her sleeping husband. The guilt of what she had done starting to surface.

“What have I done?” She whispered to herself.

“Huh?” She had tried to be quiet but not quiet enough and had disturbed her husband.

“Nothing, honey. I just wanted to say goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” Replied Donald and was snoring almost before he had finished speaking.

Turning off her lamp, Helen lay in silence as she stared at the ceiling.