Anne and Petteri Pt. 02

All characters are over 18 years old. This story is pure fiction. I have published this earlier in Finnish elsewhere.

Continuing the story of Anne and Petteri.

"It's out now. You can get up."

"Thank you. I suppose I could come back in a month."

"And we'll put a new one in then?"

"Yes, I'm taking a short break from it for now."

"Just remember to use another form of contraception during sex in the meantime."

I leave the gynecologist's office with a light step, now that the IUD is no longer inside me. I haven't told my son Petteri anything about it, and I've sent him to stay with my sister for the night. I told him not to come home until four o'clock tomorrow, as I want some peace and quiet to get ready for tomorrow evening. You see, it's going to be a wedding night for me and my son. I've quietly had my old wedding dress altered so it fits me again, and I've bought some suitably sexy white lingerie. The crowning touch will be my son fucking me bareback, with his cock inside me raw, without any contraception. I know it's a gamble, but I'm banking on the fact that I'm just as hard to get pregnant as I was when I conceived Petteri. That took months, even though we were fucking constantly. His father certainly seemed capable of fathering a child. But I want to be a bride to my son. I want him to truly take me as his wife, filling me with his seed. It's such a thrilling sensation, knowing I'll soon be fucked with my son's sperm inside me, unprotected, and that it will go on throughout our entire honeymoon.

My son also doesn't know that I've booked us a honeymoon trip, which we'll be setting off on after the wedding night. A weekend abroad at a hotel awaits us as a married couple, I wonder if we'll even be able to tear ourselves away from the hotel room. On the way home, I picked up our rings from the jeweller. Back home, I get things ready for tomorrow and take care of my skincare and hair removal, neatly trimming my pubic hair, of course. I shave my labia completely smooth, since nobody likes getting hair in their mouth while eating pussy. Oh, and I pack my bag for the honeymoon, too. It mostly contains lingerie and certain items that aren't allowed in carry-on luggage. Finally, I paint all my nails bright red, because I know men, and thus my son, can't resist that color. It's a strange thing, but it's true. Men love seeing red toenails on a woman, and they especially love seeing red fingernails wrapped around their cock. I wait a moment for my nails to dry and then head to bed early, though it feels a bit odd sleeping alone, now that I'm used to sleeping in my son's arms.

I sleep late, then go through my morning routine and wash up thoroughly before brunch. I have plenty of time before my noon appointment with the hairdresser, who will style my hair into a beautiful wedding updo. I just must tolerate the chatty girl doing my hair, if only she knew what was happening later tonight. Next, I got my makeup done. Oh, it was so worth it, the result is truly seductive. Then I must rush home to finish preparing our wedding dinner. The champagne, of course, has been chilling for ages. The meal isn't complicated, naturally, leaving me half an hour to get dressed. A white bustier underneath, white lace-topped stockings attached to the garter belt. Oh right, something blue, a blue garter around one thigh, and white high heels. A gold chain around my ankle and another on my wrist. Then I'm ready to put on my wedding dress; I admire how it looks in the full-length mirror as I pin the veil into my hair. Just a white pearl necklace, and I'm all set. I smile. I wonder if I'll be getting a different kind of pearl necklace later tonight... No, today, all the semen needs to go right inside my pussy. It's wonderful being a bride. I could wear this outfit more often, being worshipped, admired, ready to be taken. Ready to be inseminated. If I were wearing panties, they'd be wet by now.

I heard my son arriving home, so I called out instructions to him.

"Go to your room and get dressed."

Petteri doesn't ask questions. He knows better than to question my orders. While I wait, I put the finishing touches on the bedroom, scattering rose petals across our future marital bed and arranging the candles. Then I go to the living room to wait for my son, who soon appears dressed in the suit I had laid out for him.

"Mom, it's incredible, you look more beautiful than ever."

"You're going to be my husband and today, I am your bride."

Petteri stares at me, mouth agape and, without a doubt, with a rock-hard cock. This roleplay has been his dream, and now I'm making it a reality for him. My son gets to take me as his wife, but at the same time, I get to claim him completely for myself, which is exactly what I've wanted. I start some wedding music playing softly in the background and pick up a small bouquet from the table, my wedding bouquet.

"Come here beside me, Petteri."

"This is absolutely amazing, Mom."

I smile, knowing I've managed to surprise my son perfectly, though the biggest surprise of all is yet to be revealed to him.

Because I want us to truly feel like spouses, I didn't just get us rings. I also wrote out wedding vows for us. I handed Petteri a slip of paper and asked him to read it aloud.

"I, Petteri Mikael, take my mother, Ann Margaretha, as my wife. I promise to be a lover and a submissive to my wife, to give her pleasure and obey everything my mistress desires of me."

Then it is my turn.

"I, Ann Margaretha, take my son, Petteri Mikael, as my husband. I promise to be a lover and a mistress to my husband, to take good care of him and bring him pleasure as I bring him into submission."

I open the ring box and hold it out to Petteri. He takes my ring from the box and places it on my left ring finger. I, in turn, place the other ring on my son's ring finger.

"You can wear this ring at home and when we're with the family. At other times, you can wear it on a chain around your neck."

I took my son's hand and pulled him close to me.

"Now we are a married couple. Kiss your wife, darling."

Petteri leans down and presses his soft lips against my rouged ones. The kiss is so tender, yet at the same time intensely charged, a blend of love and passion.

My husband pours glasses of sparkling wine for us so we can toast ourselves, the newlyweds. The wedding meal isn't a drawn-out affair. We finished before long.

"You look so beautiful, my love. I want to make love to you."

"Then take me to bed and take me, my husband."

Petteri sweeps me up into his arms and carries his wife to the bedroom, where candles and a double bed strewn with flower petals await. I am showered with tender kisses, and my son's hands caress my body, still clad in its wedding gown.

"Time for a wedding game, take off my garter."

My son slips beneath my dress. I feel his hands caressing my stocking-clad legs, followed by tender kisses trailing up from my shin to my thigh. I spread my legs, giving the man beneath my dress a clear view of my glistening, wet pussy. I hear Petteri's surprised gasp when he realizes I'm not wearing panties, and I guide his hand to the right spot. I moan as my new husband's tongue flicks against my wet, aroused pussy. I revel in the sensation of his wonderful tongue against me.

"The garter, with your teeth."

His lips caress my bare thigh until they reach the top of my stocking, where he grips the garter with his teeth. I lift my leg and adjust my dress to help my husband slide the garter down my thigh and off my leg. A handsome fellow, looking happy and proud, emerges from beneath the hem of my dress with a blue garter in his teeth.

I get up from the bed, take that garter, and toss it into the corner.

"Undress me, my dear husband."

Clearly tense and undoubtedly aroused, Petteri begins undoing the buttons of my dress. His fingers are trembling. I wait patiently, however, knowing the delay stems from the sheer arousal of the moment. The lingerie revealed beneath my wedding dress clearly pleases Petteri.

"You're sexy, Mom."

"Call me 'wife,' my husband."

I see Petteri turn to like putty as I undo his trousers. I kneel before my husband and kiss the beautiful head of his cock. I caress his testicles with one hand and the shaft of his hard member with the other. I see Petteri enjoying the sight of my red nails against his cock. A glistening drop appears at the tip, my husband's seed, which will soon fill my womb, I think, and I lick the drop away, making Petteri moan. I take his beautiful penis into my mouth, coating it with my saliva, then rise to kiss my husband's soft lips.

"Taste your wife, my love."

I lie down on the bed and spread my thighs, revealing my bare, glistening, wet pussy to Petteri. My husband undresses and presses his face against my crotch, licking his wife's fragrant slit.

"A lovely pussy, my wife."

Petteri licks me so beautifully. It is amazing how excited a young man can get by the taste of a wet pussy.

"Take me, my husband."

I am desperate to feel Petteri's hard cock bare inside me. I want that beautiful penis thrusting into my pussy and to receive his ejaculation deep within, with no contraception standing in the way. Nothing prevents the true consummation of our marriage. Petteri positions himself over me, guiding his head against my wet pussy, throbbing with anticipation. The moment is so exquisite that a tear almost rolls down my cheek as I feel my husband, my own son, sliding his cock into me. It feels larger than before. The sheer lewdness of the situation is likely arousing him. He wanted this roleplay, though he doesn't realize that for me, it is absolute reality. His cock is now fully inside, filling me completely, and we kiss the way lovers do when making love, passionately and lingeringly, as Petteri begins to move slowly inside me. I wrap my legs around his waist to draw him even deeper, already waiting for his seed to spray from that wonderful penis into my womb.

"Suck my nipple, darling."

Petteri frees my breasts from my corset, licking both nipples before taking one into his mouth. A wave of pleasure begins to spread through my body. I know it signals an approaching orgasm. My husband is already picking up the pace, and I realize he is close to inseminating me, even though he doesn't yet know that is literally what he is about to do. Soon, I will get what I crave, what turns me on so much because it is so depraved. Petteri doesn't know it, but I know that my own son is about to cum inside my pussy without any form of protection.

A wave of pleasure washes over me, and I shudder as I climax, my pussy clenching around Petteri's cock as it moves back and forth.

"Mom...!"

Along with the orgasm, a surge of emotion sweeps over me as my son's cock twitches inside me and his semen spurts deep into my vagina, seeking a path to my womb. I press Petteri tightly against me as he drives his cock all the way in. Moaning, he pumps several spurts of his delicious semen into me, then remains lying on top of me with his cock still buried deep inside. I am overcome with emotion. This is perhaps one of the most tender moments in a woman's life, knowingly and willingly being impregnated.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

My son notices my eyes welling up.

"Darling, you just came inside your wife. I'm not on birth control."

I smile, feeling Petteri's cock twitch inside my vagina. Having unprotected sex with his own mother turns him on. Just as it does me, which is why we are here like this.

"What? What about your IUD?"

"I had it removed yesterday."

Now his cock is rock-hard inside my pussy again.

"Do you want to cum inside your wife from behind?"

"Absolutely, my darling wife."

Petteri withdraws his rock-hard cock from my pussy, and I turn over onto the bed and get onto all fours, offering my backside to my husband. He positions himself behind me, guiding his cock toward my pussy. I smile secretly at the thought that this will happen on our honeymoon too, only even more intensely. Taking a cock from behind feels so wonderfully animalistic, I love it.

"Aah..."

His hard cock thrusts forcefully into my pussy, filling me up and making me moan with pleasure.

Petteri presses against my back, cupping my breasts in his palms as he begins to fuck me from behind. It is so wonderfully lewd, my own son is fucking me, intending to impregnate me for the second time. I can feel his thrusts squeezing the semen from my previous climax out of my pussy. His fingers pinch my nipples pleasurably as he holds me in a tight grip, driving his hard cock forcefully into me. It feels so good to get a real cock inside me. Best of all, it's raw, no protection. The thought is so wicked, so downright depraved, that a tingle of pleasure spreads through my body again, knowing I am being impregnated by my own son. It's as if Petteri's cock is even bigger because he's more aroused, knowing he's fucking his mother without protection, taking his wife in the marital bed on their wedding day. It's coming, any moment now, and I move my fingers to find my most sensitive spot. That wonderful cock pounds my pussy. My fingers find my clitoris, and a couple of circles send me on a journey to the valley of pleasure...

"Darling..."

My contractions must feel amazing around Petteri's cock as he keeps fucking me, despite my whimpering in the throes of pleasure. It's incredible how much stamina a young man gains once he's already cummed once. Once I've gathered my wits a bit, I slide my hand further down to find Petteri's testicles, since one sure way to make a man come faster is to caress them during intercourse. My man's shaved balls feel wonderful in my hand, and my touch makes Petteri quicken his pace as he rapidly approaches his climax.

"Wife, I'm coming..."

My husband squeezes my breasts as he thrusts his bare, jerking cock against my cervix, unleashing his seed to find its way deep into my womb. Petteri presses himself tightly against my back, letting his jerking cock pump every drop of semen as deep into my vagina as possible. I smile with satisfaction as I am impregnated for the second time, with many more times still to come.

Petteri rolls onto the bed beside me, looking spent, yet I notice he likely still has the energy for another round, as his cock, glistening with my juices and his semen, is still standing quite firm. I, for my part, could use a short break so I don't get too sore and spoil the pleasure. So, I coo softly as I snuggle into the crook of Petteri's arm, caressing his sweat-dampened body, which prompts him to kiss me passionately.

"That was wonderful, Mom... I mean, Wife."

"You like cream pieing your mom-wife?"

"Yes, it's so obscenely arousing."

"Aren't you afraid of the consequences?"

"I trust you, Mom. I promised to obey you in everything."

"Good."

We share another long kiss.

"That veil is so sexy."

"I guess the bride turns you on."

"Yes, can I make love to you as a bride some other time, too?"

"I suppose so, but I decide when and how."

"Thank you, Mistress."

"Now, go get us some sparkling wine."

Petteri returns to the bedroom with glasses of sparkling wine, and we clink glasses, savoring the drink to celebrate the consummation of our marriage. I lean back on the bed and spread my thighs to show him my cum-filled pussy.

"Doesn't a seeded cunt look good? You get to clean up the semen that's dripped out."

He needs no further invitation. Petteri immediately moves between my legs and eagerly begins licking up his own semen. His tongue feels so good inside me, making me spread my thighs even wider; young men really do have the stamina to keep this up for a long time with such enthusiasm. Petteri's tongue flicks against my asshole, making me moan. My anus is sensitive, and I love the sensation of it being touched.

"Do you want to fuck your wife in the ass?"

His tongue licks my asshole eagerly, clearly a "yes."

"You can take my ass, but you can't cum inside it."

Petteri moves up from between my legs, grabs the lubricant from the nightstand, and begins to coat both his cock and my anus. Soon, the slick head of his cock presses against my sensitive asshole as he lifts my legs and bends my knees. I gasp as the head pushes into my tight rosebud, but the sensation quickly eases as my anus stretches effortlessly around the advancing shaft, thanks to the lubricant. What a wonderful feeling, having my ass filled with my son's big, hard cock. Petteri lowers himself onto me, and I feel his cock thrusting even deeper inside. I wrap my arms around my husband's neck, pulling him into a passionate kiss. Petteri moves his bare cock wonderfully inside my tight anus, soon beginning to pant with pleasure.

"Remember, you aren't allowed to cum in my ass."

It feels good to me too, and I love having cum in my ass, but right now, all the semen belongs in my pussy.

"I can't go on. I'm going to cum otherwise."

"Then pull out."

Petteri withdraws from my ass with a sigh. This, too, was a test to see if he has learned his place and knows how to obey my commands. When a woman makes a man stop right before he climaxes, he is completely in her power.

"Go wash up for the night first, we'll continue once I've finished."

Petteri rises from the bed, his hard cock standing tall, what a beautiful sight it is, still quivering with intense arousal. I lean down and lick that beautiful head, making his cock jerk and Petteri let out a sound. I smile mischievously, but deep down I know I've won as I lightly press my fingertip against the opening of his cockhead.

"Off you go now."

I take off my bridal lingerie to wash up, taking my time about it, since Petteri can learn to wait for his wife. I must be a bit careful with my hair and makeup, though, as I want them to last until morning, throughout our entire wedding night. I dry myself thoroughly and apply lotion to my skin before spritzing perfume over my body. Then I put on sheer white stockings and a translucent nightgown. I certainly don't need panties with that outfit. I return to the bedroom where Petteri is waiting for me, naked in bed, his cock semi-erect, which comes as no surprise. He looks delicious. I shiver, thinking how good my young husband looks in my bed.

"Do you want me to put my bridal veil back on?"

"By all means, it looks so arousing."

I pin the veil into my hair and watch as Petteri's cock immediately hardens further.

"You can cum inside me one more time before we go to sleep."

I climb into the double bed and take hold of Petteri's cock. It stiffens instantly at my touch and at the thought of coming unprotected inside my pussy again. I move my hand along his rigid cock so that my husband can see my painted nails.

"Would you like to cum inside your Aunt Amanda, too?"

"I would."

It arrived surely and swiftly, and a good thing too, for I, Lady Greta, already have a plan for how I want my son to impregnate my sister.

I lean down and take the head of Petteri's cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and making him moan. His cock tastes delicious and is already hard again. I straddle Petteri and guide his cock toward my wet, waiting pussy. It slides right in. I can see Petteri enjoying the sight as I begin to ride his hard cock. I want to take his seed inside me again. Petteri reaches under my nightgown and cups my breasts in his hands. His fingers massage my nipples delightfully as I move along the shaft of his bare cock, feeling the head strike the back of my vagina with every thrust. It is so lewdly arousing to make love to my own son, now my husband.

"Fuck your mother-wife, my husband."

I lift my hips on Petteri's lap, and every time I sink down, I feel the head of his cock hit the back of my vagina, sending sparks of pleasure through my body.

"I love your breasts, wife."

"Grope them hard, darling."

Petteri's hands squeeze my large breasts, and his fingers pinch my hardened nipples. Soon, I'm almost there...

"Aaah...!"

I collapse onto Petteri as I reach the peak of pleasure, while he continues thrusting inside my contracting pussy. Suddenly, I'm flipped over. I find myself beneath my new husband as he lifts my legs onto his shoulders. His hard cock continues to pound into my pussy while I'm folded double beneath Petteri. It takes only a moment before it happens, his cock jerks inside me, and he fills me with his seed once more. I feel the pulses deep within as Petteri's cock sends his semen surging toward my womb. Finally, he rolls off me, spent, and lies down beside me, his semen-coated cock still hard. I sit up and take that delicious member into my mouth, savoring the wonderful taste of his seed.

"It looks so lewd, you give me a blowjob with your bridal veil still in your hair."

"That's exactly how it should be, my love."

Eventually, I remove my veil for the night and lie back down beside my husband, who wraps his arms around me with a lovely, possessive embrace.

I wake in the darkness, feeling hands caress my breasts and something hard pressing against my buttock, as if searching for a way in. A smile spreads across my face as I realize my son wants to make love to me while I sleep. Why not? It's an impressive display of virility, certainly to my liking. I lift my thigh slightly, allowing his hard cock to slide between my legs and press against my pussy. The situation is arousing, and I grow wet instantly. The whole scenario turns me on, my son wants me, his mother, right here in the middle of the night. Especially on our wedding night, now that we have been joined as husband and wife. The head of his cock pushes into my wet pussy as I guide it with my hand, and I hear Petteri sigh with pleasure behind me.

"Lovely pussy, Mom."

"Hush... let's not talk."

My son begins slow but determined thrusts deep into my vagina, and I bite my lip to keep from moaning at the pleasurable sensation of his hard cock rubbing against my sensitive spots. I want it all to happen quietly, like a dream, two people uniting in the dark. Petteri's hands caress my breasts, purposefully yet gently, intensifying my pleasure. He takes his time, clearly enjoying the act of pleasuring me. I can't help but think that my son makes love to me better than his father ever did. What a treasure I have unleashed. A thrilling sensation swells deep within me as his glans caresses me from deep inside and the shaft strikes just the right spots with every movement. A familiar spasm in my pussy signals that Petteri is climaxing. He grips my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples, and a wave of pleasure washes over me, too. I tremble in my son's arms as he pumps, his glans pulsing to drive his seed deep into my pussy. A wonderful, languid calm settles over us as we let the pleasure slowly ebb while still joined together. Petteri tenderly kisses the back of my neck. Content, I drift back to sleep in my husband-son's arms, his seed held safe deep within me.