It was true that Inko and her son had been drawn to each other ever since Izuku had begun to assume the mantle of manhood shortly after becoming a hero.
It was also true that they had made love at a time when she was distressed and suffering intense loneliness and emotional frustration. More than that, it had been Inko who had seduced her son: It was she who had kissed him; she who had exposed her bosoms to him and urged him to touch them.
After a brief pause it was clear they were both ready for more. Izuku was begging her to let him make love to her, and that accorded with his mother's wishes.
They had ended up with Inko lying on her son's bed, Izuku on top of her, and as they both entered upon intense heights of satisfaction and contentment. Even through the condom she could feel his eruption going off like a rocket.
After a shower they retired back to his bed and there copulated twice more; long slow sweet couplings until deeply satisfied they finally fell asleep.
It was when Inko awoke the next morning in her son's bed unclothed with him that she felt like something about the events of last night was amiss. She looked around the room for any clues of what it could be. She realized what it was when her eyes passed by the tied up filled condom that they used last night. There was only one used condom lying on the desk beside the bed, but they had done it twice. So where was the other condom that was used?
Urgently, she looked around until she finally found it still on her sleeping son's manhood. She inhaled not with relief but in disbelief for there was a sizable hole in the condom.
"Calm down, Inko!" She said to herself, "There's no reason to think that it tore while we were doing it...right?"
However, when she did a reality check in the bathroom and found her son's sticky remnants inside her, there was very little reason to not believe her worst fears were coming to pass.
She recalled how she encouraged him to thrust more roughly and how she had felt a sudden injection of warmth when he reached his peak just before they fell asleep. Did it happen then?
In her love for Izuku and her own urgent desire she had been careless. It had been wonderful, the most beautiful experience in her life, but the young seed he unintentionally shot deep into her tight snatch might have impregnated her.
In other circumstances, in a situation where there was no husband to be considered, she might have welcomed it, indeed at the height of her orgasm she had secretly wished there was no latex barrier between them. But there was her husband to be taken into account, him and what seemed to her like a myriad of other problems.
The fact that Izuku made no approach to her for anymore relations had led her to resolve that there should be no more physical intimacy between them. Her one great problem was that having experienced the most satisfying experience with her son, would she be able to resist him if he did make an approach?
To be continued…
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