Happy Bonding - Chapter 2

Mom and son changing the family dynamics

Chapter 2
A few fateful weeks later she missed her period. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. She was pregnant, and there was no doubt who the father was. Panic set in as she stared at the positive test, her mind racing. What would happen when her husband found out? What would Alex do if she didn't go along with his plan?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. She quickly stuffed the test into her drawer, her heart racing. She had to tell Alex. They had to figure out what to do before it was too late.

When Alex came into the room, she was sitting on the bed, her face pale. He saw the look on her face and knew immediately. "You're pregnant," he said, a smile spreading across his lips. "This is perfect. Now, we really can be a couple."

The gravity of the situation settled over them both. Sheila knew she had to make a choice: continue the lie, or risk everything for a love that was forbidden. But as she looked into her son's eyes, she knew she was in too deep to turn back now. They wouldn't bear the consequences together, but would pass them on. Alex had given Sheila precise instructions, and she did as she was told.

That evening, as her husband, Mark, returned from work, she waited for him with a plan. She wore her most alluring lingerie under her clothes, a sight that usually sent him rushing to her side. As he walked in, she greeted him with a kiss, her body pressing against his. She could feel his surprise, his desire growing as she led him to their marital bed.

Her hands roamed over him, igniting a passion that had long been dormant in their marriage. She whispered sweet nothings into his ear, her voice dripping with a seductive edge she hadn't used in years. Mark was putty in her hands as she guided him through an intense and passionate night, one that she hoped would convince him that the baby growing inside her was his.

It didn't last long and was far from fulfilling, but it served its purpose. The positive side effect was that Sheila finally realized that Mark was just the loser in her life who would be bringing in the money. At some point, she had to make it clear to him that he would never be allowed to fuck her again. She knew she should have taken this step much sooner. From now on, only potent men would have access to her, and her son was one of them.

In the aftermath of their love-making, she held him close, his weak arms around her. She felt a twinge of guilt as she listened to his gentle snores, knowing she had just committed the ultimate betrayal. But it was worth it and she also felt a strange sense of relief. She had bought them some time, ensuring that when the truth eventually came out, there would be a plausible explanation for the child's existence.

The following weeks were a blur of hushed conversations and stolen glances between Alex and Sheila. They plotted and planned, each touch between them charged with the weight of their secret. They knew they couldn't keep this up forever, but for now, the thrill of their newfound family dynamic was too intoxicating to resist.

As Sheila's belly grew, so did the tension in the household. She tried to act as if nothing was amiss, going about her daily routines with a forced smile. But every time Mark placed a loving hand on her stomach, she felt a stab of pain in her heart. He had no idea the child she carried was the result of a wonderful love affair.

One evening, as Mark was getting ready for bed, Sheila approached him, her hand shaking as she held out a cup of tea. "For you," she said sweetly. He took it, not noticing the tiny pill dissolving at the bottom. It was a strong sedative, one that would make him sleep through the night without question.

As he sipped his tea, she watched him, her heart racing. Tonight was the night she would seal the lie with her body. She waited until his eyes grew heavy, then she took his flaccid cock out of his pants and looked at him with a slightly disgusted look. She sent a message to Alex, asking him to come into her bedroom. Alex was just waiting for her and was standing in the room less than a minute later. His mother held his father's cock in one hand and masturbated it really hard. Mark thought he had fucked Sheila extreme hard. Far from it.

“Well done Sheila” Alex praised his mother. “What are we doing now?” he asked her. Sheila, not really knowing what to say, turned around, willingly offering her firm ass and wide hips. One hand still occupied with her husband's cock, the other slid between her legs to welcome her son's hard cock.

"I won't go easy on you," Alex said. Sheila nodded, took a deep breath, and with one quick, deep thrust, Alex plunged his cock into Sheila. Since Sheila wasn't very deep, the tip of his shaft hit her cervix full on. She moaned in agony, but Alex held her tightly by her saddlebags, allowing his cock to penetrate her cervix further more.

"Get used to it, Mom," Alex commanded. "But I'm your mother, don't you have any compassion?" Sheila asked. Alex stroked her dark shoulder-length hair, twisted a braid, grabbed it with a firm hand, and pulled her back brutally, so that her cervix landed again on his cock-squirt all by itself. Sheila was close to fainting.

"How will we ever fuck properly if you're not used to it?" Alex asked. "That goes for all your holes." "What do you mean all my holes? That's not how you talk to your mother," Sheila replied. Alex pushed his cock deep into her wet cunt again, this time very slowly tapping her cervix. "You and all your holes belong to me," Alex said. "Do you agree?" Sheila was scared but also horny, so she reluctantly agreed. "Okay, then fuck my cock hard now, and I don't want to hear a sound. But I do want to feel your cervix with every thrust. So try harder, Mom." Sheila did as she was told.

"And don't forget, Daddy, keep jerking off hard. His cock should hurt as much as your pussy and cervix tomorrow," Alex ordered, laughing loudly. Sheila carried on with tears in her eyes and after another 2 hours of very hard sex, she had the most intense orgasm of her life. She could hardly believe it, but she had enjoyed it, even though her lower abdomen would hurt badly for the next few days.

She kissed her son gratefully. In the meantime, his father's cock had turned blue and swollen. Sheila was just about to stop because her arm was also hurting, when Alex ordered her to suck him for at least another 10 minutes. Sheila was disgusted but did as she was told. Satisfied, Alex took out his cell phone and recorded Sheila doing so. What a pleasant evening he thought.

The next morning, Mark awoke with a sense of confusion, unsure of the dream he'd had. His cock ached terribly, but he was proud of himself, because he saw Sheila barely able to keep her legs together. He hadn't thought he was still capable of something like that. Sheila was already dressed and her belly more pronounced than ever. He looked at her, a smile playing on his lips as he reached out to rub her stomach. "Our baby," he murmured. Sheila forced a smile and nodded, the lie sitting like a lead weight in her stomach.

"Last night, you were very rude to me. I don't really appreciate pain during sex," Sheila said to Mark out of the blue. "My whole lower body hurts because of you. You know, I'm just a tight fit. I don't think we should have sex any time soon again." Mark was very confused, but immediately agreed. "When do you think we can make love again?" Mark asked. "I don't think so until the baby is born," Sheila said.

"But that's at least seven months away," said Mark, somewhat despairing. "I know, but you went all animal last night, and I don't want the child to come to any harm. I hope you do too," said Sheila. Mark reluctantly agreed. "Then that settles it, I think," said Sheila. "Now please go and make breakfast, and I wake Alex in the meantime. I hope he doesn't notice what his father did to his mother." Mark went downstairs, full of self-doubt, his cock still aching terribly.

Sheila had to laugh to herself. She had never thought she was capable of something like that. It was a wonderful feeling of power and dominance. She enjoyed it. Waking Alex, however, was something she was a little afraid of. She simply couldn't have sex in her state. She knocked gently on his door. Alex was just waking up. "Who's that?" Alex asked. "Mom," Sheila said. "Come in," Alex ordered. "How are you this morning? Did you sleep well?" Sheila asked.

"Yes, very good indeed. Last night's workout was very good," Alex said with a grin. "Okay, then come down for breakfast," Sheila said. "Wait, Mom, come to me for a minute." Sheila sensed what was coming and wanted to close the door. "No, leave it open," Alex ordered. She was relieved, because with the door open, he wouldn't make any advances. Unfortunately, she was wrong.

"How's your pussy?" he asked loudly. "Not so loud, Alex, your father might hear us."

"Do I need to ask again?"

"No, no, it hurts a lot, especially my lower abdomen," whispered Sheila.

"I can't hear you. Can you say that louder?" Alex said, grabbing her labia hard.

Sheila felt the pain and looked into her son's eyes. She repeated it so loudly that even her husband in the kitchen could hear. Mark froze, deeply embarrassed.

"Good girl," Alex said, massaging Sheila's clitoris. Immediately, her pussy became extremely wet, and her thoughts were a roller coaster.

Alex's cock was rock hard, and Sheila had seen it too. "Please don't fuck me," she begged. "Okay, take it down your throat," Alex ordered. Sheila was paralyzed; she had never had never had a cock all the way down her throat before.

"What, are you hard of hearing?" Alex asked.

"No, no, but the door's still open and your dad might hear this."

"And what's your problem with that?" Sheila simply couldn't understand how Alex was thinking.

"Go on now, or I'll fuck you hard for breakfast." Sheila was overcome with fear.

She got on all fours, her head over the tip of his cock, which still smelled of her pussy from last night, opened her mouth, and slid herself down onto his cock. After a few inches, her gag reflex kicked in. "Don't pull back," Alex commanded. Sheila cautiously tried to continue, but couldn't.

It quickly became too much for Alex, and on Sheila's second attempt, he forced his cock down her throat with lightning speed. Sheila had no chance against his concentrated masculine power. The shape of his cock and its length were beautifully marked on her throat.
Just as quickly as he had pushed it down her throat, he pulled it out and gave her a passionate French kiss. Sheila coughed and spat so loudly that Mark asked from the kitche if she was okay. Alex replied, "It's fine, Mom just choked on her spit." Sheila was completely shocked, but Alex helped her up, her knees as weak as wax, gave her another deep French kiss and a slap on her round ass.

"We'll practice that again soon, Mom, but for today, good work. Now get down and give your husband a kiss. I am going to take a shower in between." Alex said. Sheila, still puzzled got down and kissed Mark on the mouth. Mark was very happy because he thought his wife had forgiven him, but he also tasted something in the kiss that he couldn't explain.