It's been a few years since my fantasy of getting into my mom's panties was fulfilled. I'm not talking about wearing them, although that would be fun, too; I'm talking about fucking her. A lot has happened in those intervening years - marriages, kids, divorce, death, just normal life stuff or maybe not, I'll let you decide.
All these stories have taken place in Singapore. In our Asian culture, it's natural to have multi-generation households. Such was the case in our home. The way it works is that when the son gets married, he and his wife stay with his parents. When a daughter gets married, she moves to her husband's household.
Where we last left this great adventure, mom had started fucking her dad when visiting her parents in Indonesia. Mom and I were fucking nearly every night after everyone went to bed. I was in heaven and she was, too.
I didn't know it at the time, but she was in communication with the writer of all these stories. I believe he was instrumental in helping me fulfill my lifelong fantasy. He would tell me things like I bet she really likes French kissing because she had told him that she liked it when I did that to her. Or when he told me to let her keep her panties on while I licked her, she had told him that it was embarrassing to let me see her pussy until she really wanted me to eat it directly.
Once she told him that she had NEVER in her life masturbated, he sent her pictures of all the ways women masturbated. She began trying it and was doing it three or four times daily. Needless to say, that made her constantly horny. That merely helped my crusade to get into her sweet, motherly pussy.
She told him about the first time she sucked my cock, "Unconscious Arousal". That story was about how she sucked me off when I was too drunk to remember. I really do not remember it.
She told him about the first time with her father and I told him my side of that same story. No wonder his stories rang so true with us. She loved visiting her parents because she said his cock fit her pussy perfectly, even better than mine and made her cum and cum.
Back to my adventure, Mom and I were in heaven fucking every night. I had gotten married to my sister's best friend. My sister married my best friend as well. So, we hung out all the time. Some nights I would fuck my wife then go down the hallway and fuck mom, too. I was getting all the pussy one guy could handle, and it was all under my own roof, not to mention my side-action. The women in Singapore are horny all the time. It must be the climate.
Mom was perimenopausal, so her periods were irregular if she had one. I remember one time when I was enjoying lapping at her sweet slit, and I got a slight taste of iron. She had a period the next day, which was her first in months.
So, why am I telling you all this gynecological information? Well, it seems that she wasn't all the way into menopause. I'll let mom take over from here.
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It was about time for my annual checkup with my OB-GYN. I had been feeling a little weird lately, so I thought it was just more menopause setting in.
My doctor did all the tests she normally does including a urine test. When she entered the examination room with another cup in her hand, it made me wonder why.
"Mrs. Lim, would you mind urinating into this cup? I just want to double check a few parameters."
"Sure, no problem."
I stepped into the hallway restroom, and fortunately, there was still enough tea residuals to complete her request. Once I was back in the exam room, I wondered if the technician had spilled it or run some tests incorrectly.
When Dr. Tan returned with the results, she said, " Well, Mrs. Lim, we have checked these results several times, and I believe congratulations are in order."
"Congratulations for what?"
"Mrs. Lim, you're pregnant!"
"No, that can't be. I'm in menopause."
"No, you were in perimenopause. Now you are pregnant."
Could it be true? Fuck! Well, Eddie and I had been fucking nearly every day for months. I guess it was possible, but I'm too old to be having a baby! Fuck, I'm fifty-four, for God's sake. What am I going to tell Eddie, my husband, my friends?
I knew this would bring the house down around our ears. You see, my husband had a vasectomy years ago, so I couldn't keep this a secret for long before it became evident. Besides, we hardly had sex at all because of my pledge to Eddie to be faithful to him.