1 Movie Night

by Stayrr

You Knew What.

176. Mommy Mind Control

Mommy Mind Control Chapter 1: Mommy's Naughty Lesson

mypenname3000

Fiction, First Time, Incest, Male/Female, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Virginity

Introduction:

A mother gains mind control power and gives her youngest son an education he'll never forget!

Mommy Mind Control

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter One: Mommy's Naughty Lesson

By mypenname3000

"You're looking sharp," I said to my eldest son as he came downstairs in a pair of jeans and a tight t-shirt tucked in. He always wore t-shirts too tight for him. He loved to show off how ripped he was. My sixteen-year-old son was such a handsome man, so much like his father.

"Hot date, Mom," Ryan answered, his brown hair styled back with far too much hair gel. But it made his features, that perfect blend of boyish youth and manly vigor, pop.

"With that Melissa?" I asked, trying not to put my disdain into my voice. "I don't know why you waste time with that girl."

"Sure you do, Mom," he grinned at me, his smile so bold. "You were a teenager once."

"And dating your father," I answered. And I was nothing like that little trollop. Melissa had trouble written all over her. I was terrified of the day Ryan would come home and announce that he was going to be a father, that he had knocked up little miss miniskirt. "Why don't you ever ask Annie out? She's a sweet girl."

"Yeah, sweet," Ryan said, shaking his head. "Exactly the problem."

Annie lived next door and had been in love with Ryan since they were kids. She was perfect for him, but she didn't have those big tits that boys looked at. She wasn't wild. She was the type of girl Ryan would wake up one day and realize was what he needed.

And then it would be too late. Another guy would have appreciated her.

But he didn't want to listen to his mother. Neither of my sons did. Which was terrible. Their father died ten years ago, and I had never found a man to replace him. They had no male role model to set them straight. If Mitchel were alive, he would explain to his son the perks of dating the nice girl next door and not one of those slutty chicks who will fuck anyone.

"You are missing out with Annie," I told him as he grabbed his jacket. "Trust me."

"Uh-huh, missing out," he said, that grin on his eyes. I really hoped he had a condom on him. If I asked, he would just act weird and freak out.

I missed Mitchel so much. He could have handled this.

My other son, fourteen, came downstairs. He was vastly different from his older brother. Where Ryan was tall, muscular, outgoing, Davie was slim, short, and shy. A quiet boy who didn't have many friends. And certainly no girlfriends. Ryan was on his fourth or fifth girlfriend at Davie's age.

"Hi," I said to my baby boy. "How's it going?"

He shrugged.

"Mom wants me to date Annie," Ryan said as he walked by, ruffling Davie's brown hair.

"Better than Melissa," I said. "She'll break your heart."

"No she won't. She's crazy about me." He flashed the peace sign, trying to look like a badass before he headed out the door.

I shook my head. "Neither of you ever listen to your mother."

Davie shrugged.

"And what exciting things are you doing for your Friday night?" I asked my youngest as he sat down at the kitchen table.

"Playing video games," he answered.

I rolled my eyes. "Wouldn't your rather be playing with a girl."

His cheeks went crimson as he groaned, "Mom."

"Oh, honey, it's really worth it. I know you're shy, but your father was, too. But he asked me out when he was your age. And we were happy together." I shivered, remembering our first time. How shy he was, how trembling. We were both so scared. I had to take the lead, just so horny for Mitchel, so in love.

I bet it would give Davie such confidence if he had someone to show him about sex. Not a slutty girl like Melissa, but someone that could educate him without breaking his heart. Someone older.

"So there's no girls you like?" I asked. "Or boys? That's fine, too."

"Mom!" he groaned even louder. He shifted. "What's for dinner?"

"Is there someone?" I asked. "Answer, and I'll order pizza for dinner."

He frowned at me, his eyes growing distant his forehead furrowing. He was thinking about it. How sad was it that I had to bribe my son with pizza just to get some information from him, to learn something about him.

"Yes, there's a girl," he finally admitted.

"Who?" I asked, a surge of eagerness shooting through me. I sat down next to him, leaning over.

That was when I noticed his eyes flick down, staring at my breasts. His cheeks went crimson. I was wearing a scoop-neck blouse, giving my large breasts a generous cleavage. I worked hard to stay in good shape, so I liked to dress to show it off. But I had never really thought my baby boy would notice.

But he did. He was staring down my cleavage.

And that sent a wicked thrill through me. My son was appreciating my charms. He thought his mother had a big pair of breasts. It made me lean closer to him, giving him more of a view while I stared at his face.

"Come one, tell me her name," I said, a purring catch growing in my voice. "You can tell your mother."

He ripped his eyes away, scooting his chair closer to the table. He must be hiding his hardon. That sent a wicked thrill through me. I made my son get excited. It made me feel so womanly, so desirable in a way I hadn't since Mitchel's passing.

And Davie looked so much like his father, that same boyish shyness that had matured into a masculine handsomeness after our wedding at nineteen, both of us done with our first year of college. His hair was that same fine, soft brown that was so easy to ruffle into a messy nest.

"You just said I had to admit it for pizza," he said, not looking at me but at his hands. "Okay, Mom?"

"Okay, Davie," I told him. I ruffled his hair and, unable to resist, leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

That made him squirm even more.

"Do you want pepperoni on your half?" I asked him, reaching for my phone.

"And sausage," he answered. "And green peppers."

"Oh, you like green peppers on pizza now?" I asked him.

He shrugged.

"Okay." I stood up, fetching my phone from the kitchen counter where it was being charged. I swear it had to spend more time plugged into the wall then out of it. Maybe I needed a new one.

"I'm going to...play video games," Davie said then bolted out of the living room, his hands conspicuously over his crotch.

I smiled as I called the pizza place, listening to his footsteps race up the stairs and dart down the hallway. His door opened and then slammed shut. I heard his bed creak. But I didn't hear his TV come on and the tell-tale explosions of a video game.

He was masturbating. To me.

That sent a wild thrill through my pussy. This naughty rush that had me shivering in delight as very unmotherly ideas popped into my head. It was a shame that I couldn't go up there and teach him about women. I could show him how wonderful sex was, and encourage him to ask out this girl he had a crush on.

I bet she would be just as sweet as Annie next door.

I wonder if Ryan ever masturbated to me? Did he stare at my body the way Davie had? As I placed the order, giving my information by rote, I reflected back on all the little things that I had never quite realized before: Ryan staring at my tits and ass, Ryan ogling me in a bathrobe or when I had on a pair of tight shorts, how eager he was to help with the yard work last summer when I was wearing that really tight tank top.

I just thought he was being a loving son and stepping up as the man of the house.

I glanced down at my blouse as I hung up on the pizza place and blinked. My nipples made quite the impression on the blue fabric, tenting into two hard points. I bet I could chisel cement with them. And I was so wet.

I considered joining my son in masturbation. Wouldn't that be exciting? Rubbing myself thinking about my sons, Davie and Ryan. What would they look like naked? Were their cocks as big as their father's? I had little experience with guys. Their father was my first, and after he died, I had only dated a handful of times, all horrible disappointments. Their father, I think, was bigger than average.

He always felt so wonderful in me.

I bet they would match him. They were both so much like him in their own ways.

I had just made up my mind when my phone rang. It was my friend, Cathy Dawson. I sighed as I answered it. "Hey, Cathy."

"You would not believe what my son just did," Cathy said as she launched into a long, overly described story about her son's newest antics. I shook my head, politely listening. I liked Cathy a lot. And normally I loved to gossip with her.

But right now, I was so horny. Upstairs, my son was stroking his cock—I pictured his father's thick, long specimen in place of my son's—hard and fast, using that lotion I found in his room a few weeks ago next to the box of tissues, both hidden beneath his bed. I pictured him imagining my naked tits, so big and pillowy and soft, squeezing them, sucking on them before fucking me with his cock. His cock would cum so hard, spurting his jizz into the tissue paper.

It made my mouth water. I always loved swallowing their father's cum. I would do anything for Mitchel.

My heart panged for their father now. I missed him so much.

"Can you believe it, Margaret?" Cathy demanded. "Now I have to take him to the mall tomorrow to buy a replacement. Because, of course, he doesn't have a job and can't do it himself."

"I'm so sorry to hear that," I said, my horniness passing as I thought of my husband.

And then the doorbell rang.

"Listen, I have to go. Our dinner's here."

"Oh, yes, you have a good night, Margaret," Cathy said.

"You, too. Try not to kill your son." Maybe try fucking him. I flushed at that thought zooming through my mind. "Night."

I hung up as the doorbell rang again. I hurried to the door and found a disheveled, greasy-haired boy holding the pizza in a red, vinyl bag to keep them warm. He yanked out the box and quoted the price. I pulled out a twenty and two ones.

"Keep the change," I said.

"Cool, Mrs. Justice," he said, pocketing the money. "Have a good one."

I gave him a polite smile then shouted, "Davie, pizza's here!"

By the time I had it on the table, Davie came into the room. His face was flushed and the creamy scent of lotion wreathed him. He had an eager smile on his face as he grabbed a pair of plates from the kitchen.

"Someone's hungry," I grinned. "Work up an appetite playing video games?"

He swallowed. "Er, yeah, Mom."

He had no idea that I knew what he was doing up there. It was so fun teasing him. "So, was it hard?"

"Hard?" he gulped.

"The video game? I bet you had to work at it really hard and fast to reach the level's climax."

His eyes widened. "Climax?"

"Isn't that what you call it when you reach the end? The climax? I bet it's just a big explosion at the end."

"Er, no one calls it that, Mom," he said, shaking his head, his cheeks crimson as he grabbed out three slices of pizza.

"Oh, my bad," I said, grabbing the two slices of veggie pizza. "So, what was the objective of the game?"

He shrugged. "Just... you know, beat the bad guys, save the day."

"Sounds intense, but it must be so rewarding when you...finish."

He squirmed more which made me smile. Then he took a big bite of pizza, shrugging his shoulders.

I let him eat without me teasing him any longer, and went to work on my own slice. It was a little greasy, and horribly unhealthy, but you had to live a little sometimes. I chatted with him about school, fishing for information about this girl he liked.

But he wasn't talking about her much.

It was near the end of my second slice that my phone chirped. I rolled my eyes, "Must be Mrs. Dawson again." I always called my friends by their last names to my children. I guess I was old-fashioned that way.

"Oh," Davie said, his tone so neutral.

Maybe he had a crush on her. She was divorced and did pilates to keep her ass looking tight. And she had a boob job last year to make her tits as big as mine. She did it for her last boyfriend, but then he dumped her for a twenty-year-old with even bigger fake tits.

Jackass.

I grabbed my phone and typed in my passcode. I frowned at the text message I received. I had never seen anything so strange in my life.

CONGRATULATIONS Margaret Justice!!!

You have been chosen by our top team of researchers for our exciting new product! The Halo is the answer to all your parenting and relationship needs. Tired of no one listening to your great advice? Tired of that helpless feeling that everyone is slipping away from you?

Well you're in luck. Our patented Halo mind control technology will allow you to take back the reins from all those in your life who walk all over you.

I know you are as excited as we by this amazing possibility. Out of all the billions of people in this world, we think you are one of the TWELVE lucky candidates to utilize this ground-breaking technology.

So congratulations and get ready to seize your new life!

Your package should arrive in moments by drone. Enjoy!

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

President of The Institute of Apotheosis Research

I blinked.

"What, Mom?" Davie asked.

"I just got the weirdest text message," I said, walking back to the table and holding my phone out for Davie to read.

He frowned as he read. "That is weird. Do people not listen to you, Mom?"

"Yes. In fact, I have two sons that never listen to me," I said, giving him a sharp look. "Or tell me about the girls they have a crush on."

"Mom," he groaned.

"It must be junk mail," I said. "Great, they have my number. And I don't see a way to remove me from the list."

"Weird that there's no link for the product," Davie added. He pulled out his own phone, typing away so fast. How did he do that? "Okay, I found the Institute of Apotheosis Research's website."

"Oh, okay, what do they sell?"

"They have a number of information technology patents and software," he answered. "It looks like they were founded by this guy named Dr. Henry Peter Blavatsky back in 1975 with the help of his wife, Alicia Bailey. They had a number of government contracts in the field of psychology and mind control. But they lost their contract with the CIA and went into the field of Internet Technology. Their patents have allowed for the modern technology age to thrive and grow and are excited about a new product that will change the world and, I quote, 'awaken mankind to the consciousness of peace and love as the Age of Aquarius dawns before us all.'"

"That sounds weird." I frowned. "Mind control? Wasn't the CIA into that or something?"

"Yeah, the MK Ultra program," Davie nodded. "This company sounds so weird. And they come off like new age hippies. There's links here talking about them like they're a cult. The current CEO, Deidre Icke, was a student to Dr. Blavatsky. It was more like he was a new age guru or something than a scientist."

"And they're sending me something?"

"Maybe a product test?" My son looked at me. "But why you?"

I shrugged. "Maybe your mom is cooler than you think?"

He rolled his eyes just as the doorbell rang.

I frowned, walking away from my son as he played with his phone. I reached the door and opened it up, finding a package resting on the stoop. I heard a whirling sound, like a soft helicopter, and blinked, noticing something dark flying over the neighbors house across the street and vanishing. I heard some people talking about drones being the future of package delivery. Weirder, there was no stamps or shipping labels or return address on the box. Just my name and address.

"What's that?" Davie asked as I picked up the package and walked back into the house.

"I think it's the halo," I said as I carried the package to the couch and sat down on it, resting the box on my skirt-clad lap.

"Cool! Let me get the scissors." My son darted off and returned a moment later, shoving the orange-handled implement into my hand.

I sliced open the packaging tape and opened it. Inside, there was a gold circlet, wrapped in plastic. It sat in a gray Styrofoam container to cushion it. A small pamphlet rested on top of it. Davie snagged that while I picked up the halo. It was big enough to wear on my head.

"Wow, this is in a bunch of languages," he said as I tore the plastic, freeing the ring.

It was...warm. A tingle raced up my hand like there was a small electrical field coming from it. It looked like it was just a circle of gold, a pencil's width thick. My fingers ran around it, searching for any seams or buttons, but it felt so smooth to the touch. Davie was frowning as he read the instruction manual.

"What?" I asked.

"This is weird stuff, Mom," he said. "You just put it on, and then it starts working."

"Like this?" I asked, settling the halo on my head.

"No, wait it's—"

The tingling intensified, washing through my skull. I groaned, the gold heating up as the world swam around me. I shook my head, Davie shouting something, grabbing my hand as I swooned. My entire brain fuzzed. Little lights burst before my vision. I sucked in breaths, gasping for air, my face on fire.

And then my vision cleared.

"Mom, Mom, are you okay?" Davie asked, staring at me wish such concern. He was such a good boy.

"Yeah," I nodded, blinking. "Oh, my, that was crazy. It made me all dizzy. Maybe I should take it off?"

"You can't," he said. "It's gone."

"What do you mean it's gone?"

Immediately, Davie answered, "It melted into your head. According to the instruction manual, the Halo's patented nanotechnology has bonded with your DNA and enhanced the generation of your brain waves. It'll make them so powerful that they will broadcast from your mind and override the brain waves of others."

Davie shook his head. His face pale.

"What does that mean?"

"That you can mind control people." Davie trembled. "You can, Mom. When you tell me something, I just obey. I can...feel it."

"What?" My mind tingled.

"In my head," he answered. "I...have to answer you."

"Are you pulling my chain?" I asked him, my fingers sliding through my hair to find the halo while my thoughts prickled.

"No, Mom. It's the truth. I have to answer your questions."

I didn't brush the gold band around my head. My fingers just slid through my brown hair and felt nothing. A chill squeezed my heart. I stared at my son in astonishment. "It really vanished."

"Yes, Mom."

"And you really have to listen to what I say?"

"Yeah," he groaned, his face twisting. "It feels so weird."

"Who is the girl you have a crush on?"

"Kimmie," he answered, wincing. "Oh, no."

I clapped my hands in delight. "Kimmie Dawson? Mrs. Dawson's daughter?"

He nodded, his cheeks flushing.

"That's wonderful, Davie." I looked at him, so glad I was finally getting him to open up. "She's such a lovely girl. I can see why you have a crush on her."

"Mom," he groaned. "Please, stop doing this?"

"Being happy for you?" I shook my head. "Oh, Davie, now why haven't you asked her out?"

"I'm scared," he said. "She's had a boyfriend before. What if they did...stuff?"

"Had sex?"

"Yes, Mom. What if they had sex? What if she expects..."

"You to know how to make her orgasm."

"Yes, Mom." He shook his head. "See, Mom, this is what I mean. I have to keep telling you this. Please, stop."

"Oh, hush, this isn't that embarrassing," I said, a heat growing between my thighs. "So you think you're too inexperienced for her?"

He nodded his head. "Yes, Mom." His cheeks were pure crimson now. He was so ashamed of his lack of experience. The poor thing.

Those taboo thoughts from earlier boiled through me. I could educate him. I could teach him about sex and then make sure he and Kimmie were so happy together. Just like his father and I were. I could give this to my son.

And have fun in the process.

"That's okay, Davie. I'll teach you."

"Teach...me?"

"About sex," I smiled. "I'll show you everything. You'll be a stud with all the confidence to approach Kimmie and satiate her. You'll make her cum hard."

"C-cum?"

"Your mother knows all about cumming," I purred. "Your father and I did so many naughty things together."

"Mom," he groaned.

"Don't be embarrassed about your mother having sex," I said, my thoughts tingling harder.

He blinked. "I guess...I shouldn't be and..." His eyes widened. "You just made me stopped being embarrassed."

"I did," I grinned. "Tell me the truth, were you masturbating upstairs to me?"

"Yes, Mom," he groaned.

"Don't be embarrassed about that either," I said, my thoughts prickling. "In fact, it's perfectly okay that you masturbate to me. Because we're going to do so much more together. You're going to have sex with your mother and love it."

The tingling prickles washed across my mind as he groaned. He shook his head, then he stared down at my cleavage. He licked his lips, still looking shy as his boner swelled the front of his jeans. His dark eyes were so hungry now.

Just like his father's.

And just like Mitchel, I would take the lead and teach Davie everything about sex.

"Now get naked for Mommy," I purred, loving the tingles. They let me know my new powers were working. This was so hot to finally have my son listen to me. "Let me see your cute body."

"Mom," he groaned even as his hands shot right for his shirt, pulling it off and unveiling his slim torso. He was pale, but there was some muscles under there, like a swimmer would have. His nipples were small and pink and hard. He had a fine down of chest hair, just blossoming into a man.

He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks with his feet, leaving them as a mess on the living room floor. Then he unsnapped his jeans and pushed them down his hips. His cock stretched his tighty whity underwear—he really needed to start wearing boxers.

I should take him to the mall tomorrow to buy some.

Then he pulled those down. I groaned at his cock thrusting out hard before him. He wasn't quite as big as his father, but he still looked so wonderful, the crown pink and cute, his balls covered in the same fine down of brown hair.

"Such a beautiful cock," I purred.

He trembled before me, his chest rising and falling from his quick breathing. I reached out, taking his cock and stroking him. He shuddered at my touch. His dick throbbed in my hand, so hot as I stroked him.

My pussy clenched. I was stroking my son. I was touching his cock and making him groan. I was such a naughty mother. This was so hot. So wrong. So forbidden. It was incest and... And I could do it. Because of the halo. I could do what I wanted.

"Mmm, now first, Mommy's going to make you cum," I said. "Just so you can focus on your lesson."

"Okay, Mom," he groaned.

"I bet you're so eager for it," I said, grabbing his hip with my other hand, guiding him to the couch.

"I am," he said. "So eager. Besides Kimmie, I jerk off to you the most."

"And there are other girls?" I asked, giving him a naughty smile.

"Yeah."

"Good."

I slipped off the couch, kneeling before him. My brown hair spread across his lap. I ran my hands up and down his thighs as I nuzzled up to his cock. I kissed at his hot flesh as I came closer and closer. He groaned, staring down at me, his face so cute.

I loved my son so much.

I reached his balls, snuggling my face into them. I rubbed them on my cheeks, feeling them full of his cum. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. Juices ran down my thighs as I wiggled my hips, the anticipation of making my son explode shooting through me. I wanted this so badly. I wanted to make him writhe in passion. I wanted to give him so much pleasure.

To educate him.

"Mom," he groaned as my tongue licked up his cock. My hips wiggled, my excitement building and building as I climbed up his prick. "Oh, wow, that feels good."

"I bet it does," I grinned at him. I swirled my tongue around the crown of his dick, making him groan. "Isn't that wonderful?"

"Amazing," he groaned.

"This will be even better."

I engulfed the tip of my son's dick. My baby boy groaned, his face twisting in pleasure as I sucked on his cock. My tongue swirled around the crown, caressing it, driving him wild. He bucked and spasmed. I tasted his precum as I sucked again while my right hand fondled his balls.

So full of his incestuous passion.

His hands clenched on the couch cushions beside him as I sucked on his dick. My cheeks hollowed as I savored the delight of giving my baby boy this wonderful gift of taboo pleasure. It made my pussy so hot, my hips wiggling as I blew him.

"Oh, my god, Mom. Oh fuc...fudge, that's good."

I popped my lips off his dick. "Oh, you can curse. Say it. 'Fuck that's good, Mommy!'"

I engulfed his cock again, sucking so hard as he groaned, "Fuck that's good, Mommy!"

I shivered as he called me Mommy. It made me feel so naughty as I bobbed my mouth up and down his dick. I massaged his balls, listening to his passionate moans. I sucked so hard as I slid my mouth up his shaft, my tongue swirling, caressing him, making him feel amazing.

"Mommy!" he groaned, bucking.

And came.

His cum fired into my mouth. He was so eager he hadn't lasted long. But that was okay. I was teaching him about sex, giving him the training he needed to make fourteen-year-old Kimmie orgasm so hard.

My son's salty cum splashed into my mouth. I groaned, savoring the delight. It swirled through my mouth, so thick and creamy. I swallowed it as more and more of his incestuous jizz flooded my mouth. My baby boy groaned and bucked.

"Mommy, that's amazing," he groaned. "Holy fuck, you're drinking my cum! You're so awesome, Mommy!"

I shuddered, my pussy clenching, as I swallowed the last load of his jizz. He collapsed back into the couch, breathing heavily, his face so cutely flushed. I slid my mouth up his dick, sucking out a few more drops of jizz, before my lips popped off.

"Now wasn't that better than masturbating to your mother?" I asked.

"Yes!"

And I knew it was the truth. I felt my thoughts prickle as I asked the question.

"Good, now you get to make love to your mother." I grinned at him. "Isn't that exciting?"

"Yeah," he groaned. "Should we go upstairs?"

"No. When you're with Kimmie, you'll often start making out with her on a couch. So it's a good practice for us." I put my arm around him as I joined him, pulling his naked body closer to mine. "So let's start with making out."

"Okay."

He brought his face in closer.

"Make sure your tilt your head so our noses don't collide," I told him. "And be wary of hitting my teeth with yours."

"Okay," he said, trembling as he came closer.

"And put your arm around me. Yes, just like that." I tilted my head. "Now we kiss."

His lips met mine, so warm. I shuddered at the incestuous thrill of kissing my baby boy, his arms around me. I moved my lips against his, showing him how to kiss. He caught on quickly, even enthusiastically, groaning as we worked our mouths together, sharing our passion. I shivered, my nipples so hard, my pussy burning, soaking my panties.

Then I brought tongues into it. I probed against his lips. He caught on, opening wide and meeting with his own tongue. I loved how bold he was getting. I moaned into the kiss, encouraging him. My hand stroking his thigh, his sliding up my side, coming closer and closer to my breast.

But he stopped before he reached.

I broke the kiss, keeping my forehead pressed against his. "Now when you have a girl kissing you that hard, don't be afraid to slide your hand over her breasts. Be bold, but don't squeeze hard. At first. Let her get used to it. Then you can get bolder and bolder. Make sure you play with her nipples, rubbing those with your palms. They'll make her even wetter, and that'll make her more excited to make love to you."

"Okay, Mommy," he said, breathless.

We kissed again, this time his tongue thrusting into my mouth. His hand climbed higher and higher, reaching my heavy mound. I moaned as he rubbed my breast through my dress and bra, my nipple so hard beneath his hand. I shuddered, rubbing my thighs together. The tingling delight made my clit ache and throb.

I needed more. I grabbed his hand, moving it up my dress so he could then dip into my cleavage. He shuddered, feeling my bra now, the sensations stronger on my nipple. He groped me, making me moan.

"That's it," I panted. "Oh, yes, you're getting me all excited. And I've let you beneath my blouse. Next, you have to go beneath my bra. First, take my top off."

"Okay," he said, eager, pulling his hand away.

He reached down, pulling my blouse out of my skirt's waistband and rolling it up over my skin. He exposed my breasts constrained in my black bra, the satin cups holding back my pillowy, pale flesh. He groaned at the sight of them, his hands reaching down, groping them as he kissed at my neck.

"That's good," I moaned as his groping hands pushed my bra cups over my big tits. I shuddered as they came out, spilling so heavy and pillowy into his hands.

I groaned at his touch. He squeezed them, kissing me again. I loved the feel of his hands on my naked tits. My baby boy groped my breasts. He found my nipples, pinching them, making me shudder and gasp into our kiss. I thrust my tongue into his mouth, my pussy growing so hot.

Then he broke the kiss, staring down at my tits. He looked at me, a question in his eyes. I nodded, knowing what he wanted. He groaned and latched onto my breast just like he had as a baby when he nursed.

I shuddered as he sucked. My nipple throbbed in his mouth. Incestuous delight burst through my body. I squirmed as his tongue licked and swirled my fat, pink nipples. Tingles raced through my body.

"Yes, yes, yes, just like that, Davie," I gasped. "That's how you love a woman's breast. And this is the perfect time to go for her pussy. To slide your hand up her thigh and rub at her crotch through her panties or jeans."

"Yes, Mommy," he groaned around my nipple between hungry sucks.

Fire raced up my thigh in advance of his right hand sliding beneath my skirt. My eyes squeezed shut. I shivered as his hand reached higher and higher. He came nearer and nearer to my molten pussy. I spread my thighs.

"When a girl opens her thighs, it's an invitation. She wants you to touch her."

He sucked so hard on my nipple as he accepted my invitation. I groaned as he reached my satin panties. He rubbed up and down them, pressing the material into my burning folds. I whimpered at his touch, my clit throbbing. Pleasure shot through me as he touched my forbidden flesh.

He switched nipples, engulfing the other one. His lips sealed tight. The suction made me twitch, pleasure racing down to my boiling pussy. He rubbed on my panties, pushing one finger into the groove of my cunt, pressing the satin into my folds.

"Oh, yes," I panted. "Feel how wet I am? How eager. Push my panties aside. Touch me directly. Get me really excited."

He did.

I gasped at the incestuous contact of my son's finger with my pussy. He stroked along my hot flesh, feeling how wet I was. He rubbed through my labia, finding the entrance to my pussy, and penetrated my cunt.

I bucked and moaned, my pussy clenching down on him. His finger probed into me, feeling how hot and juicy I was. He grew excited, sucking so hard on my nipple, his left hand squeezing my breast as he fingered me.

"Oh, yes," I gasped. "Now you have to eat my pussy. You have to lick me and make me cum! Then you can fuck me!"

"Yes, Mommy!" he groaned, his voice so throaty, so manly. He was gaining confidence. I was so thrilled right now.

Davie sank to his knees, his finger still in me. He pushed up my skirts around my waist so he could see, then just yanked off my panties. Sadly, he had to rip his finger out of my pussy in the process. I shuddered as he dragged the satin down my legs then threw my panties to the side. He pushed my thighs apart.

And stared at his first live pussy.

I had a thick, brown bush covering my pussy. He licked his lips as he leaned down. I moaned out my encouragement as he nuzzled into my hot flesh. His tongue licked through my pussy, making me trembled and ache. Incestuous delight shot through my body. I groaned, squirming on the couch. My hands found my breasts, fondling them as my son took his first lick of pussy.

His mommy's pussy.

"Oh, yes," I moaned. "And don't be afraid to use your fingers on Mommy. With Kimmie, if she's a virgin still, you don't want to finger her. Save the joy of deflowering her cunt for your cock. But you can stroke her labia and clit."

"Clit?" he asked.

"Oh, that's that pink little nub at the top of my pussy and... Yes! That's it."

His finger stroked my clit in short circles. I thrashed, the heat building in me. He grinned up at me, seeing my reaction. There was that same pride I saw in his father's eyes when Mitchel would make me cum.

He was so much like his father.

Then he buried his face into my pussy, licking and lapping through my folds as he stroked my clit. I shuddered, loving his tongue penetrating into my pussy, swirling around while driving me wild. I was so hot. It was so exciting teaching my son about sex. Educating him. Building his confidence.

"Yes, yes, yes," I moaned, grinding on his mouth. "Oh, you are doing so well. You are pleasing your Mommy's pussy. Oh, yes. You're going to make your Mommy cum so hard."

He rubbed harder at my clit, his tongue swirling through my pussy. I shuddered, the coach creaking as I thrashed. The pleasure swelled and swelled in me. I squeezed my tits so hard as I shifted on the couch cushions, my juices flowing.

My eyes widened as the pressure swelled in me. And then it exploded.

"Davie! Drink my juices."

My juices flooded into his mouth. My son obeyed, lapping up my cream as it flooded out. His finger kept massaging my clit, making me squirm and moan. I humped against his face, grinding my cunt on him as the waves of pleasure flowed through me.

"Oh, my god, Davie," I moaned. "Oh, yes, you're so good. You're going to make Kimmie so happy! Yes! But I need you! I need you in me! Now! Fuck me now!"

My thoughts tingled hard as I bucked and shuddered.

Davie groaned, rising up, his lips smeared in pussy. He grabbed his cock, guiding into my pussy, and rammed into me. My eyes widened as my son slid back into my pussy. Back into where he came from.

It was so hot. My thighs locked around him as I savored the incestuous plunge of his cock into my dripping pussy.

My tits bounced as he buried into me. Then he drew back, pleasure crossing his face as he felt my pussy gripping his dick, and slammed back into me. He buried his cock over and over into my depths, driving me wild, making me ache and shudder as he rammed into me.

His face twisted with pleasure. His hands squeezed my tits as he pumped away. He was over me, so lithe and beautiful. My beautiful, baby boy. I held him, running my hands over his youthful body as he fucked me so hard.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's how you fuck a woman who've you gotten so hot and wet," I groaned. "Don't you love it?"

"Yes, Mommy!" he groaned, his dick pumping so hard into my depths, making me shudder.

My pussy clenched on his dick as the friction burned so hot through me. Another orgasm swelled on the heels of the last. It was so hot having my son in me. I groaned, my back arching. I bucked into him, my hands cupping his ass. I pulled him so tight into me as he reamed over and over into my depths.

My eyes rolled back into my head as the pleasure burned so hot. I loved it. I loved being fucked by my fourteen-year-old son. It was so hot. My hips bucked into his thrusts. My pussy took his dick. I savored every inch of him plunging over and over into my hot cunt.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I howled as my second orgasm burst through me. "Oh, that's it. That's how you fuck your mommy's cunt! That's how you make her explode!"

My pussy spasmed on his cock. He hammered so hard into me. His dick plunged over and over, stirring me to a froth. Rapture shot through me as I savored my son's dick fucking me so hard. I loved it. The feel of him in me, the way he plowed me. How he kept ramming his dick over and over into me, making me shudder and buck.

He was such a stud. Such a wonderful boy. He fucked me so hard. He made my head dizzy with lust. I couldn't believe how amazing this was. How outstanding. Incest was wonderful. Fucking my son was the best.

"Yes, yes, yes, cum in Mommy!" I howled, pleasure tingling across my mind.

"Yes, Mommy!" Davie groaned, buried his cock into me, and came like the good boy he was.

I shuddered, my pussy milking his cock. The cum fired over and over into my depths. I loved it. I loved feeling him fire his cum into me. It was so amazing. It was stupendous. My back arched, my breasts jiggling in pure delight as his incestuous seed filled me.

I came even harder. An explosion of rapture filled me. I howled out at the top of my lungs, bucking beneath my fourteen-year-old son. He squeezed my tits so hard, his face twisting with rapture as he fired the last of his jizz into my depths.

"Mommy," he groaned, collapsing on me.

I cradled my youngest son to me as the front door suddenly opened. I gasped in shock as my eldest walked in, a scowl on his face. He took two steps and then froze, seeing Davie and me locked in our incestuous passion.

His jaw dropped.

My pussy clenched hard on Davie's dick as I said, "Ryan, strip naked. Mommy needs to love you, too."

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Deidre Icke shuddered at the sound of the dot matrix printer whirling away. That stuttering sound of it printing out the update. She shivered, sitting in her offices at the Institute of Apotheosis Research, her naked, sixteen-year-old daughter Alexis on her lap. Like her daughter, she was naked, her breasts pressed into her daughter's side, their lips smeared with each other's pussy juices.

The first goddess, thrust into deityhood by the halo, had shown Deidre and her daughter that lesbian incest was perfectly acceptable, even wonderful. Together, she and Alexis had embarked with passion into their new relationship.

Now she was eager to find out what the second goddess would teach her.

Alex, her sixteen-year-old son and twin to Alexis, ripped the printout off with a stuttering tear and handed over the paper. Deidre stared at the dot matrix printer paper, the top and bottom torn along perforated lines, the sides covered by holes for the feeding mechanism. Printed in blocky letters across the white and teal stripped papers was wonderful news:

DELIVERY STATUS: DELIVERED at 1937 CST to SUBJECT 2 residence

HALO STATUS: ACTIVATED by SUBJECT 2 at 1939 CST

SUBJECT 2 has engaged the HALO on one individual. HALO functioning properly. SUBJECT 2 has integrated 100% with HALO nanomachines. SUBJECT 2 brainwaves function at peak efficacy.

Apotheosis achieved.

Her eyes turned to the picture of her guru, Dr. Blavatsky and his wife, sitting on her desk. Neither had lived to see the glorious day that the world would change. But she would ensure their dream became a reality.

"I can't wait to see what she teaches us," Alex said, still clothed, though he was very hard.

After all, he had just watched his mother and sister make love. That would be enough to make any young man hard.

"The cameras should be in position soon," Alexis said, squirming. "Then we can see. Maybe you'll get to have fun."

Alex grinned back. "Maybe."

Deidre shuddered. She hoped mother/son incest was allowed. And brother/sister. She was so eager to find out.

To be continued...

Mommy Mind Control Chapter 2: Mommy's Naughty Threesome

mypenname3000

Fiction, Anal, Exhibitionism, Female solo, First Time, Incest, Lesbian, Male / Females, Male/Female, Males / Female, Masturbation, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Threesome, Virginity

Introduction:

After enjoying both her sons in a hot threesome, Mommy makes sure they have the right girlfriends whether they want them or not.

Mommy Mind Control

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Two: Mommy's Naughty Threesome

By mypenname3000

Deidre Icke, president of the Institute of Apotheosis Research, shuddered as she looked at the latest printout. She gripped the dot matrix paper, staring at the blocky letters, her hands shaking as she read:

STATUS: Drones have installed four pinhole cameras at SUBJECT 2 residence at 2003 CST.

CAMERA 1: ACTIVE, Living Room

CAMERA 2: ACTIVE, Dining Room

CAMERA 3: ACTIVE, Bedroom 1

CAMERA 4: ACTIVE, Bedroom 2

CAMERA 5: ACTIVE, Bedroom 3

Drones on standby for further actions.

"Put on the camera feed, Mom," her naked daughter, Alexis, said. "Let's see what the new goddess has decried."

Alex, Alexis's twin brother, nodded his head. He was the only one clothed in Deidre's office. The last goddess had revealed that mother/daughter incest was to be practiced, and Deidre enjoyed practicing it with her eighteen-year-old daughter.

She brought up the camera feeds on her computer. The pinhole cameras were installed by the drones in the ceiling. They were expensive cameras, pioneered by the company. And one of the many patents that helped finance their true research into the god-making halos.

CAMERA 1 came on. A young man groaned, in the throes of ecstasy in the arms of the goddess, Margaret Justice. A hot flush shot through Deidre's body as she realized what she was watching. Alex groaned.

He, too, understood.

The front door opened. Another young man entered the living room, hair dark, his body handsome.

"Ryan, strip naked. Mommy needs to love you, too," commanded the Goddess.

"Yes," Alex groaned and peeled off his shirt.

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"What?" my eldest son Ryan said even as his hands went to the hem of his shirt, ripping it up to expose his muscular body. At twenty, he had grown into a real hunk, thick brown hair, chiseled chin, rippling abs, defined pecs.

My pussy clenched on the softening cock of my youngest son, his incestuous seed filling my pussy. My thoughts tingled, Ryan obeying my commands all because of this simple, gold circle I put on. A halo. It gave me powers.

Mind control powers.

And now my sons would finally listen to their mother. I had great advice for the both of them. I would make sure they had great lives full of joy and happiness just the way every mother should.

Davie, my youngest son, trembled in my embrace. He was eighteen and the opposite of his older brother in every way. Slim and shy instead of buff and outgoing. He was a nerd while Ryan was a jock. My eldest exuded confidence, which attracted all the skanky girls to him, like that miniskirt wearing hussy he was currently dating.

Melissa. I hated the girl. She would ruin my son's life. I half-expected to learn I would be a grandmother because of that cunning minx. If Ryan listened to me, he would be dating the sweet Annie who lived next door. She was the perfect girl for my son.

I smiled as Ryan attacked his belt, admiring the dark chest hair on his torso. Oh, Ryan would be happy with Annie now.

"What the fuck is going on, Mom?" Ryan demanded. "You and Davie... Did you to just...?"

"Yeah, we had sex," Davie said, not embarrassed thanks to my advice. I had just taught him how to make love to a woman, to help build his confidence so he could start a relationship with the girl he had a crush on. He was too shy, too afraid, to approach her.

But Mommy would take care of all of that.

"Jesus," Ryan said, pushing down his jeans, exposing thick, firm legs. Unlike Davie, Ryan wore dark-blue boxers, his cock bulging the front. He appeared as big as his brother and their dead father, my sweet Mitchel.

I missed him so much. But his sons were so handsome, just like he was.

Then Ryan blinked. "Why the fuck am I getting naked?" His eyes widened as he kicked off his jeans, his shoes coming off in the process. "Why can't I stop taking off my clothes?"

"Mom has mind control powers now," Davie said.

I beamed, squirming beneath him on our couch where I started our firstlesson in making out with a girl. Davie was such a good student. He made me cum so hard when he ate out my pussy and then again when came in me.

My son's cum was in me.

"What?" Ryan asked, his cheeks actually red as he pushed down his boxers. His cock popped out, already half-hard, thrusting from a thick, dark bush of brown hair.

I licked my lips at the sight of his cock. He was so hung. "Mmm, Mommy is going to enjoy that cock."

"This is fucked up," Ryan muttered, bending down to peel off his socks. The moment he was naked, he used his hands to hide his growing hardon from me.

"Now don't hide your cock from Mommy," I purred. "And you have nothing to be embarrassed about, Ryan. You have a gorgeous body and a yummy dick. Be proud. Show Mommy how you've grown into such a hunk."

My thoughts prickled.

Ryan's nervousness vanished, a cocky grin appearing. He pulled his hands away from his dick. It sprang out hard before him, swelling even bigger as he struck a pose. "So, you think I'm a hunk, Mom?"

"And you think I'm a MILF, don't you?" I asked.

"Yeah," he had to answer.

"Do you fap to me?" I snuggled Davie tighter to me, loving holding my baby boy against my naked breasts. "Davie does."

"I have," Ryan said. "A bunch."

"And now you get to enjoy Mommy for real. Isn't that hot?"

"It's fucked up," Ryan said. "And, yes, it's hot." He shook his head. "Jesus, Davie, she really has mind control powers. I can feel you in my mind, Mom. You're...twisting my thoughts."

"Good," I nodded, patting the couch beside me. "Come sit down. Mommy wants to ride that gorgeous cock. I think you're a little bigger than Davie." I giggled. "Mmm, two hung studs. Your dad would be proud."

"Would he?" Davie asked, squirming in my embrace.

I let him go, sensing he was restless. He rolled off of me onto my other side. Ryan's eyes fell on my big, pillowy breasts rising and falling, my pink nipples thrusting hard and fat from their pinnacles. He moved to me, his dick reaching its full girth, a slab of hard meat just aching for my pussy.

He sat down beside me, a little tense. I knew he was no virgin. Not with the girls he dated. But he was nervous like one. He never thought he would have sex with his mother. A huge grin crossed my lips as I ran a hand across his muscular chest and down to his hard cock.

He groaned as I grasped his shaft, pumping up and down him. Precum beaded out the tip. My pussy was so hot, so wet with Davie's cum, and so eager to feel another taboo dick in me. This was so wrong, so forbidden. A mother shouldn't fuck her sons.

But I could do whatever I wanted. The halo had changed me. Made me special. Finally, everyone would follow my advice. I would make them all so happy.

"Mom," Ryan groaned as I moved, straddling his waist. I still gripped his cock with one hand while my breasts swayed and bounced before his face. I put my other hand on his shoulder. "Jesus, this is fucked up."

"It's beautiful," I said, "for mothers and their sons to make love. To be close. You came from my body, Ryan. You were a part of me once." I grinned. "And now you're going to be again."

"Fuck," he gasped as I rubbed the tip of his dick against my wet pussy. His dark eyes were so wide. "We're really going to do it."

"Fuck?" I asked, feeling so naughty as I said it.

"Yeah," he groaned. "I didn't think I was getting my nuts off tonight."

I blinked. His date with Melissa was over way too early. He hadn't even been gone two hours and he was already home. What had gone wrong? Did that little skank hurt my son?

I sank down his cock, making us both groan and shudder. I savored him filling my pussy. He was thick and long, just like his father. It was wonderful. My pillowy breasts dragged down his chest as I took more and more of his girth. And then he was in me all the way. His dick twitched in my pussy, my cunt clenching about his shaft.

He groaned, his face twisting in ecstasy as he experienced the joy of his mother's pussy. Davie watched us, his hand playing with his cock wet with my pussy juices. He was growing hard again, bursting with all that youthful energy just like his father had at that age.

"What happened with your date with Melissa?" I asked.

Normally, Ryan would have deflected. But he couldn't. Not with my thoughts tingling. "She got a text from her parents and had to come home. Some family emergency. She left just as the movie was about to start. And it was a chick flick. I was so scoring with her."

"But now you get to score with your Mommy," I purred, sliding up his cock so slow, taking my time, savoring the friction. "Isn't that hot?"

"Yeah," he groaned, his body shuddering, his hands clenching at his side. "Jesus, you have a tight pussy, Mom."

"Surprised? I did Kegels to stay tight for your father," I grinned. "Mmm, now you get to enjoy Mommy's pussy again. Back where you belong."

"Yes," he groaned.

"But why aren't you touching me? Is my body so old and disgusting?"

"No!" Davie and Ryan both said together.

"You're hot, Mom," Davie panted, stroking his cock a little faster. He looked almost fully hard.

"You are gorgeous, Mom," Ryan groaned. "I was just...scared to touch you."

"Mmm, touch your Mommy's gorgeous body," I moaned, leaning back as I slid down his cock.

His hands went straight to my pillowy boobs. I gripped his shoulders as I rode his dick, savoring his hands squeezing and kneading my tits. He brushed my nipples, sending tingles down to my hot pussy. I groaned, a shudder wracking my body.

I moaned out my pleasure as he pinched and rolled my nipples. He definitely knew what he was doing. His reservations melted away. He attacked my tits, spurring me to ride his cock faster and faster. I savored that huge dick in me, filling every inch of my hot depths.

"Oh, yes, play with Mommy's tits," I moaned as I slammed down his cock, the friction burning, the rapturous heat spreading through my body.

"They're huge," he groaned. "None of my girlfriends ever had big tits like these."

"You like big tits, huh?" I asked.

"I like all tits." He leaned his head down. I gasped as he engulfed my nipple, sucking on it. My pussy clenched on his dick as I bucked on him.

"What about Annie's tits?"

That snapped his lips up from my nipple. I almost regretted bringing it up as I rode his dick. I slid my hot, wet cunt up and down his cock as he stared into my eyes. His forehead furrowed. "Why would you...? Oh, no."

"Oh, yes," I groaned. "Melissa is bad for you." My thoughts prickled hard. "She's a skank that doesn't love you. Annie loves you, and you love her. You two will be so happy together. You'll spend your lives together. Mommy will make sure of it."

"Fuck, Mom," he groaned, squeezing my tits so hard. "Jesus, you really just made me fall in love with Annie?"

"You think she's hotter than even me," I said, the prickling intense, fuzzing across my mind before the pleasure stirred by his cock flooded through me again, soothing it away.

"Yes," Ryan groaned. "And you're hot, Mom! Damn, Annie is sexy! A fox!"

He engulfed my nipple again, sucking so hard. I knew he and Annie would be so happy together. They would have the love that Mitchel and I had possessed. I shuddered, my pussy squeezing down so hard on my son's cock as I slammed down his girth, my nipple throbbing in his mouth.

The pleasure swelled through me, building as I rode my son, cradling him to my breast. It was so hot. I just wished I was lactating again so I could nurse him properly. I ran my fingers through his thick hair, bouncing harder, faster.

Davie groaned, stroking his dick so fast. I licked my lips, staring at my baby boy's thick cock gleaming with pussy juices. Lubed by my excitement. My asshole clenched. It had been so long since I had a cock in my asshole.

I gave it to Mitchel whenever he wanted. But not to the few guys I had dated since his death.

"Davie," I moaned, "fuck Mommy's ass. I need both my boys in me."

Ryan popped his mouth off my nipple. "Holy crap!"

Davie's eyes were so wide as he leaped off the couch and moved behind me. "Thanks, Mom! I'm so hard! It's so hot watching you and Ryan."

"Holy crap," Ryan groaned again. "Anal?"

"Your father and I experimented," I groaned. "Just like you and Annie will."

I gasped as Davie grabbed my butt-cheeks. He wasn't as tall as his brother, the perfect height to fuck my ass as I bounced up and down Ryan's cock. I shuddered, sliding up his older brother's dick as Davie's cock pressed against my asshole.

And popped into my tight bowels.

My youngest son groaned as he slammed into my bowels, my pussy juices lubing the way. My bowels stretched around his cock. My eyes widened. I had two dicks in me. Both my sons were in my body, filling me up as I impaled myself down Ryan's cock.

"Yes, yes, yes," I moaned. "Fuck your mother! Oh, yes! Just pound me! This is so hot!"

"Fuck," Ryan groaned, his body arching, his hands tightening on my big breasts. "Jesus, your pussy got so tight, Mom."

"You should feel her ass, Ryan," Davie groaned, his hands clutching onto my hips as he worked his cock in and out of my velvety bowels with such a frantic, hard thrust, savoring hot tight I was.

Ryan groaned, the couch creaking as he thrust upward, bouncing me on his dick. My hips moved, struggling to find the right rhythm with my two horny boys. Rapture burned through me. Both my holes blazed with blissful friction. The delight swirled through my nethers, churning around each other as my sons fucked me.

They fucked me hard.

I loved it. I loved being fucked by my two sons. To have both their dicks reaming me. My pussy and asshole clenched on their shafts as the friction burned hotter and hotter, driving me closer and closer to my orgasm.

Davie buried into my asshole as Ryan thrust up into my cunt. Sparks flared.

And fell on my swelling orgasm.

Pleasure detonated through my body.

A howl of rapture crashed into my mind.

My pussy and asshole convulsed about my son's thrusting cocks.

Stars danced before my eyes as I heaved between them.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it! That's how you fuck your mother!" I moaned. "Such good sons! Oh, yes! Love your mother!"

"Shit," Ryan groaned, his face contorting as he squeezed my tits.

"Mom, yes," groaned Davie. "Your ass grew even tighter. This is so hot, Mom!"

"So hot!" I gasped.

Pleasure kept spilling through my body. Their dicks hammered me. Davie's balls smacked into my taint as he plowed over and over into my asshole. I loved it. My holes spasmed about their shafts, milking them.

They kept fucking me. And I kept cumming.

Rapture flooded through my body over and over. One orgasm spilled into the next. I gasped, moaning, trembling and heaving. Their dicks plunged over and over into my holes, keeping the pleasure flowing through me.

"Mommy!" Davie groaned, his hands squeezing my hips so hard.

"Cum in me," I moaned. "Let it explode! Mommy wants her sons to flood her!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ryan groaned, his face twisting, his fingers digging into my tits. "Shit, Mom!"

"Cum!" I howled, my thoughts prickling.

Davie slammed his cock hard into my bowels, driving me down his older brother's shaft. I had them both in me, my holes writhing, milking their shafts. Davie grunted as he flooded my asshole. His jizz spurted into my depths as he trembled behind me.

Ryan grunted, bucking as his incestuous seed flooded my pussy. It spurted into me, mixing with Davies. I gasped, my orgasm intensifying. Both my sons' cum was in my naughty cunt. I was such a wicked mother.

"I love you both!" I howled. "Oh, yes, I love it! You're both my good boys!"

"Yes, Mom," Davie groaned, his cock firing its last blast of cum.

"Uh-huh," Ryan panted, his eyes blinking as he grunted a final time, his dick spurting incestuous cream into me. "Damn, that was hot."

"Uh-huh," I groaned, my orgasm dying. I shivered, smiling. "Mmm, I love you both so much."

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"Mom," groaned Alex, his hands squeezing Deidre Icke's tits hard as she rode him. He sat in her chair. It creaked and leaned back dangerously as she fucked her son hard, savoring the revelation of her goddess.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck him, Mom," Alexis moaned, fingering her eighteen-year-old pussy as she sat on the desk. "Oh, that's so hot. I wish I could fuck Alex."

"Yes," moaned Deidre as she slammed down her son's cock. Her pussy spasmed, her orgasm burning so hot through her. "This is amazing."

"So amazing," gasped Alex. His face twisted. His cum flooded his mother's pussy.

The president of the Institute of Apotheosis Research howled in rapturous delight. The second goddess was just as amazing as the first. Her guru's plan, the great Dr. Blavatsky, was being followed. She only wished he had lived to see it.

"I can't wait to see what she'll teach us next," Alexis moaned, staring at the screen. She smiled. "She's taking them to her bedroom."

Deidre shuddered, feeling her pussy flooded by her son's cum. "I wish I had a second son. Both their cocks at once. What an amazing revelation."

Alexis nodded her head, her eyes bright.

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I let my boys sleep in when I work up the next morning. They were exhausted. I had enjoyed them both thoroughly before the three of us fell into a sleep. It was so sexy sleeping between my two sons, feeling their cum dripping out of me.

But I had things to attend to. Today would be a busy day. My sons needed to have their lives put on track. I would take care of everything. Mind control powers were amazing. It was like I was a goddess, Hera reborn, giving out orders and being obeyed.

I wonder why this weird institute chose me? How? Why?

Well, it really didn't matter to me why. I had work to do. First, the house had to be cleaned. It didn't matter if it was Saturday. I set about doing my morning cleaning until I grew hungry. Then I fixed breakfast and called down my sons.

They both had tousled hair and looked sleepy, but their grins were huge. They were naked, no clothes allowed in the house. I wanted to see my two studs in all their glory. And they weren't embarrassed. It was so easy to improve my sons.

"Thanks, Mom," Ryan said as I set his plate, covered in bacon and a southwestern omelet, before him. He then gave me a hot kiss on the lips and groped my big breasts.

Such a good boy.

Davie gave me an equally hungry kiss as I set his plate before him. Then I grabbed my morning smoothie—I had to watch my calories at my age—and joined them. They dug in, both so ravenous. I grinned at them, sipping my shake.

"Now, Ryan, you are going to take college more seriously, aren't you?"

"Yes, Mom," he said, shaking his head. "You're going to take all the fun out of life."

"Oh, I thought fucking your mother was fun," I said, arching an eyebrow.

He grinned. "Oh, that is."

"And fucking Annie will be, too." I swiveled in my seat.

He nodded his head, glancing next door where Annie lived. She was nineteen, and such a sweetie. She had followed Ryan around since they were kids, hopelessly in love. He just couldn't see the perfect woman for him when she was right under her nose. Luckily, Mother knew best.

"Why don't you call her over," I said. "Once breakfast is done. Ask her to be your girlfriend."

"Sure," he nodded. Not that he had a choice.

I stood up and grabbed my phone where it was charging in my kitchen, I really should get a new one. And why not? I could just ask for one. I was sure T-Mobile would be glad to give me an upgrade. I scrolled through my contacts and found Annie.

It rang twice when she picked up and asked in her sweet voice, "Hello, Mrs. Justice."

Such a polite girl.

"Hi, Annie," I said, moving away. "You love my son, Ryan."

"I do," she answered, though there was a catch in her voice. "But he just ignores me. I don't have any..."

"Tits?" I finished. "Don't be embarrassed, dear, say all those naughty words to me."

"Yes, tits," she said.

"He's going to call you and ask you over. I think you'll love what he has to say." I shuddered, thoughts prickling as I continued, "Because you love my son and will always love him and will be such a wonderful partner for him, won't you?"

"I will be, Mrs. Justice," she said, a breathy excitement in her voice. "You mean it? He's really going to call me over and..." Her words trailed off. "He's calling right now."

"Good."

I hung up, one son taken care of. I had just started washing my smoothie cup out when the doorbell rang. She must have ran right over. I bustled to the door and opened it. Annie gasped, staring at my naked tits.

"Mrs...Justice...?" the sweet thing said. She was blonde, her pale cheeks turning pink. She had a fresh face and petite build. Her flowery dress made her look so cute. "Y-you're..."

"Right, naked," I said, forgetting to give her that command when I just spoke to her. "It's a new thing in our house. Everyone goes naked. And there's nothing wrong or to be embarrassed about. In fact, just strip naked when you enter. That will make Ryan happy. And you want to make him happy."

"I do," she said, that dreamy look in her face as my commands settled in. Playing matchmaker was so much fun.

She stepped in and began stripping as Ryan walked into the kitchen. I could tell as he looked at her he was finally seeing her as a woman. As the woman he loved. She wasn't just a skank he could fuck. I stepped back as Annie's flowery dress came off, revealing demure, white panties and a matching bra. She took off her bra, trembling as her small breasts came into view, little mounds of cute flesh topped by soft-pink nipples.

"Annie," Ryan groaned, moving forward, and I knew they would be happy.

"You might want to use a condom," I said to him. "But it's your choice if you want to start a family now or wait until your done with college."

"Yeah," he said.

I walked back to the dining room where Davie sat. He looked at me with his smart eyes. "So...you're going to set me up with Kimmie now?"

Kimmie Dawson was the eighteen-year-old daughter of my good friend Cathy. She was also the girl Davie had a crush on. Unlike any girl Ryan had dated, I approved of Davie and Kimmie. She was a sweet thing, too. Just like Annie.

"I am," I said. "Aren't I a great mom? So get dressed and we'll go over to their house."

"Okay, Mom," he said.

Annie's squeals of delight came from the foyer. A rewarding tingle went through me. It was so wonderful to improve the lives of my sons. As I headed to go upstairs and get dressed, I smiled at the sight of Ryan carrying the naked Annie in his arms before me. It was such a romantic sight. I teared up, picturing their wedding. Annie would be such a radiant bride, and my son would be such a handsome groom.

I wiped at my eyes, heading up the stairs. Ryan's door slammed shut. I smiled and walked into my room. I dressed simply, a loose sundress that I could take off in a hurry. I didn't bother with bra or panties beneath.

Davie, despite having to pull on more clothing, was already dressed and waiting on me. He was excited. He loved Kimmie. "Eager to get into her panties?"

"Yeah, Mom," he said. "She's just so cute."

"She's the most beautiful woman in the world," I told him, "even more beautiful than me. And you love her and want to make her happy."

"I do, Mom," he said as the tingle faded from my thoughts.

"Good," I nodded. "Now I know Kimmie is on birth control, so you don't need to worry about the condom."

"How do you know that?" he asked as we walked to the stairs.

"Her mother told me." I put my arm around his shoulder. "Women talk about all sorts of things."

It wasn't a long drive to Cathy's house. My friend didn't live too far away. A nervous excitement twinged through me as I climbed out of my car. Davie was already hurrying for the door, eager to enjoy his girlfriend.

And I was eager to watch and make sure he remembered all his lessons.

I frowned when I reached the door. I heard shouting from inside. A man and a woman. It wasn't Cathy's husband, they were divorced. It had to be her and her twenty-year-old son. Last night, she had mentioned him doing something stupid. Again. Well, I would take care of everything. So I rang the doorbell.

Kimmie answered the door. She was a slender thing wearing a pink tank top and tight flannel boy shorts. Her breasts were small and outlined by her top. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra beneath, but was wearing the clothing she had slept in. She had fiery hair gathered into a pair of pigtails, her green eyes giving us a questioning look.

And then she winced as her brother shouted something at their mother.

"Hi, Mrs. Justice," she said. "Um, this isn't a good time."

"Oh, just leave it to me," I told her. "Take Davie up to your room and wait for me there."

"Okay," she said and then sighed. "Come on, Davie."

Davie just blushed and followed after.

I headed to the kitchen where my busty friend was fighting with her son. She had a boob job to try and please her husband. Only he still left her for another woman. One younger and with bigger fake tits. Cathy wore a loose bathrobe, her breasts almost spilling out of it as she screeched at her hunky son, Bill. He had dark hair, taking after his father with rugged handsomeness.

"Okay, that's enough fighting," I said, more than a little impatient to get on with the real fun. "Instead of arguing, you two should be fucking."

Cathy whirled around, eyes widening. "Margaret? What are you doing here?"

"Fixing your family." I said. "I meant what I said. Strip naked and start fucking. It's so much better than arguing. Bill, bend your mother right over the dining room table and just fuck her hard. You love her. She loves you. It's time to show it. Mothers and their sons should always be lovers."

Cathy blinked even as she stripped off her bathrobe, revealing her large, fake tits and a wispy pair of panties. She had a curvy body, in great shape. Bill groaned as he ripped off his t-shirt. "Damn, Mom, those tits..."

"Enjoy," I told my friend as her son seized her, pushing her towards the dining room table. Before I left the room, I heard a wanton moan and knew my friend was experiencing the same joy I had discovered last night.

But my real work was upstairs.

"Would you like to go out to see a movie or get dinner or something," my son was asking when I walked into Kimmie's room. She sat on her bed, her knees clamped tight together, her eyes downcast. My son stood before her, nervous as he asked out his first girl.

And I could see it in Kimmie's posture as she said, "Well," that she didn't want to date my son. That she didn't think he was sexy or a hunk or that he loved her. "It's just..."

"Of course you would," I snapped, fighting off anger. Davie was a wonderful boy. She was lucky to be his girlfriend.. "Stop being shy and tell my son that you love him, Kimmie. Because you love him with all your heart and just want to make him happy." My thoughts almost burned with prickles.

Kimmie's head snapped up. Her green eyes were so wide, a dewy warmth growing in them. "Yes, that sounds nice. I would like that. A lot."

"Because my son is the cutest boy," I added.

Kimmie squirmed, her thighs pressing tight, her cheeks growing flushed. "You are cute, Davies. I never really noticed it before."

"He's such a wallflower," I told the girl. "But I educated him last night. I taught him how to please a girl. Go on, show her."

"You...taught him?" Kimmie asked, her mind working. "Wait, you don't mean...?"

"Yeah, Mom and I had sex," Davies said, no hint of embarrassment in his voice.

"Incest is perfectly fine," I said with a wave, my thoughts prickling. "In fact, your mother and brother are discovering that fact right now."

A low, "Fuck me!" came from below. "Fuck me, yes!"

Davies was already sinking onto the bed. He put an arm around Kimmie's shoulder, his other hand turning her face to his. Then he leaned in and kissed her on the lips, angling his head so their noses didn't bump. His kiss wasn't hard or forceful. Their teeth didn't clack together. He kissed her with the skill I taught him.

It was so wonderful to watch.

Such motherly pride surged through me as my son made out with his new girlfriend. My pussy grew hotter and hotter, my nipples tenting the front of my blouse as my heart pounded. Blood rushed through my ears as I watched their kiss deepen.

Davies hand, starting on her stomach, moved up her tank top. He caressed the pink cloth until he was cupping her small breast through her clothing. He gave her tit a small squeeze, his thumb rubbing over her nipple poking at the fabric.

She moaned, her arms tightening about his neck, their kiss growing hotter.

"That's it," I whispered, my hands fondling my own tits through my dress.

Davies, still kissing her, laid Kimmie down on her bed, their bodies shifting. Her lithe legs rubbed together as he kept fondling her breast through her tank top. Then his hand moved. More pride surged through me as he went under her tank top, squeezing her budding tit.

That made her buck. His hand moved beneath her top, fondling her, playing with her nipple. Her thighs parted. I grinned. She wore nothing beneath her boy shorts. The pink flannel of her boy shorts grew dark over her pussy, her juices bleeding through as her excitement mounted.

I couldn't take it any longer. I pulled off my dress, baring my naked body, and moved to the bed. I stretched out beside them. Kimmie froze at the sight of my naked breasts. Davies broke the kiss, frowning when he realized that she had stopped kissing him back.

"Relax, Kimmie," I purred. "Nudity is fine. And I just wanted a better view."

"Oh, okay, Mrs. Justice," she said, relaxing.

"Oh, you don't need to be so formal," I told her. "After all, you and my son are going to be together for the rest of your lives. You might as well start calling me Mom."

Kimmie blinked at that then gasped, her head snapping to Davies. "Oh, that's naughty."

I grinned. My son had shoved his hand down her boy shorts and rubbing at her pussy directly. He had such a huge smile on his lips as he fondled her snatch. I groaned, my own cunt growing so hot, begging for attention.

I pressed a hand between my thighs, rubbing at my pussy while Davies kissed his girlfriend. His hand moved beneath her boy shorts. My son was such as stud. She was whimpering and squirming, her arms locked about his neck again, clinging to him as he gave her such pleasure.

"Oh, yes, you are a stud, Davies," I purred, caressing my dripping pussy. Then I shoved two fingers into my depths. "What does she taste like?"

Davis pulled his hand out of Kimmie's shorts, coated in her juices. He broke their kiss and brought them to his lips. He licked them and shuddered. "She tastes so fresh and sweet."

Kimmie face went scarlet.

"Mmm, give Mommy a taste," I groaned.

"Mom!" Kimmie gasped in shock even as Davies obeyed, shoving his fingers back into her boy shorts and rubbed on her pussy.

They came out wet, darting for my lips. I sucked on them. My eyes widened as I tasted another girl's pussy. Barely legal snatch was delicious. It was so sweet, different from my tart delight. I shuddered, fingering myself faster and faster, my pussy clenching down on my digits.

"Oh, wow, Davies groaned. "That's hot, Mom."

Kimmie only nodded her head, green eyes wide.

Then she realized that her boyfriend was sliding down her body while pulling off her boy shorts. My son was hungry for pussy. He was just like his father—a lover of his woman's snatch. Kimmie didn't fight him as he lifted up her legs, pulled off her boy shorts, and tossed them to the side, revealing the girl's pussy covered in a sparse mat of fiery hair.

Davies groaned and buried his face into his girlfriend's snatch. My son licked at her, tonguing her, putting all my lessons to use. His fingers stroked her pussy, making Kimmie squirm and moan and gasp. Her body shuddered, her small tits jiggling beneath her tank top.

"Get all the way naked, sweetie," I told her, licking my lips, eager to see her young boobies.

"Yes, Mom," she moaned as she peeled off her tank top. Her breasts were even smaller than Annie's, barely more than bumps on her chest like plump mosquito bites. But they were so cute and sexy, her nipples so hard.

I leaned over and sucked on one.

She gasped in surprise as I tongued her little nipple, enjoying my future daughter-in-law's nub. I groaned, my orgasm swelling as I rammed my fingers in and out of my pussy. Davies panted, staring at me from between her thighs as he devoured her pussy.

"Wow, Mom," he groaned. "That is so hot."

"Is it?" Kimmie asked. "Does it...make you happy to see other girls suck on my tits?"

"So hot," panted Davies before he buried his face back between her snatch.

I had a feeling my son and his girlfriend would be having plenty of threesomes. Lucky boy. I should find other girls to join them.

That thought made me suck harder on Kimmie's nipple. Her body trembled and spasmed. Davies devoured her pussy so hard, licking through her folds. I sucked on her nipple, worshiping her while sliding my fingers through my pussy. Heat rippled through me, my orgasm swelling and swelling.

It was so hot, so exciting, to join my son and his girlfriend in bed. To help him make love to her. This was so wonderful. And I would do the same with Ryan and Annie. I would be the best mother ever!

"Oh, yes," Kimmie gasped. "Oh, wow, Davies. Oh, that's so amazing. I never... Oh, wow. You're going to make me cum!"

I released her nipple and kissed up her chest as she squirmed. I reached her neck, nibbling on it before licking to her ear. She trembled, humping her pussy against my son's lips as I whispered, "So your last boyfriend didn't go down on you?"

"He just had me suck him off," moaned Kimmie. "And got mad when I wouldn't put out. He never even offered to lick my pussy."

"But Davies is a man. And a man pleasures his woman," I groaned.

"He is pleasuring me, Mom," she moaned, her head turning.

And then we kissed.

Davies groaned so loudly as he pleasured her. Kimmie groaned into the kiss. Her body heaved. I knew she was cumming. Her sweet musk filled the air as she flooded my son's mouth with juices. Our tongues danced, swirling.

It was so hot kissing my son's girlfriend while she came. My pussy clenched down on my fingers. I shuddered, my orgasm building and building faster and faster. Kimmie bucked again, moaning so loudly into our kiss.

"Wow, Kimmie, you squirted," Davies groaned, such pride in his youthful voice. "And you're kissing Mom. Damn."

I broke the kiss. "I think he's horny and needs to fuck you."

Kimmie giggled, nodding her head. She turned, holding out her arms. "Come fuck me, Davies. I'm so wet and horny. You're amazing. I love you."

"I love you," he said.

Tears burned in my eyes, momentarily driving back my impending orgasm as my son mounted his girlfriend. Their lips met, Kimmie tasting her sweet musk on his lips while her arms held him. Davies brought his cock to her virgin pussy.

And thrust.

"Yes," I gasped as he took Kimmie's virginity.

She shuddered, moaning into their kiss. He had her primed, making her cherry popping almost painless. He made it special. And now he pumped away atop her, his cute ass flexing as he buried his cock over and over into her pussy.

My cunt clenched on my plunging fingers. I gasped and groaned, remembering how he felt in me last night. I shuddered beside them, watching their bodies heave together. They were so beautiful. I groaned, trembling, on the verge of exploding.

Davies broke the kiss with his girlfriend, turning his head. "Look at Mom's tits, Kimmie."

"They're so big," she said in envy, her hips bucking into my son's thrusts.

"Let's suck on them."

I loved my son so much for those words.

I moved my body, bringing my big tits to their mouths. They latched onto my nipples. I groaned, my son and future daughter-in-law suckling so hard. I shuddered, my fingers plunging with a frantic need in and out of my pussy. The bed creaked, all three of us moaning, gasping.

My nipples throbbed beneath their hungry sucks. The suction sent tingles racing down to my pussy. I moaned as my orgasm rippled out of me. It was gentle waves of loving bliss. I gasped and groaned, savoring their suckling lips as my body heaved.

"I love you both," I howled. "You're both so amazing. So wonderful. Oh, Davies, Kimmie! You'll be so happy!"

My pussy spasmed on my fingers as the rapture roared through me. I groaned and thrashed as their flesh slapped together. They moaned about my nipples, their own pleasure building and building as they loved me.

Included me.

Tears of joy burned as my orgasm intensified. Waves after waves of rapture shuddered through me. They bathed my mind in delight. I gasped as Davies sucked even harder. His teeth nipped me as he buried into his girlfriend.

I knew he was cumming in her.

A moment later, she squealed on my nipple. She bucked and trembled beneath my son, joining him in rapture. I shuddered, smiling at their newfound love, the beginning of their lifelong relationship. I was so glad I had my powers.

They were amazing.

Their lips popped off my nipples. I groaned, rolling over onto my back. My tits heaved and panted. Davies and Kimmie were kissing as they trembled together, savoring their new relationship. I smiled at them.

"I'll give you two some privacy now," I said. "But don't forget about me."

Davies broke the kiss. "How can we?"

Kimmie giggled. "You're so forceful. I can't believe it. It's like I just had to obey you."

"You did," I smiled. "And you love that, too."

I grabbed my dress, buzzing from my orgasm, and pulled it on. I headed downstairs to check on Cathy and her son.

I found them kissing in the kitchen, cum running down her legs, both still naked. They broke apart when I walked in, Bill blushing, Cathy beaming. "Oh, Margaret, I haven't cum that hard in... I don't remember how long."

"Sons," I nodded at her. "They're a mother's pleasure."

Cathy gave a wicked giggle.

Bill leaned back. A phone chirped. He snagged it up, read the notification, and then barked out a laugh. "Oh, that is fucked up."

"What?" his mother asked.

Bill froze and then gave me a glance. "Um...Maybe...I shouldn't, Mrs. Justice."

"What?" I demanded. "Tell me."

"It's Melissa," Bill said, "there's a bunch of photos of her and Rick. She hooked up with him last night at a party and he fucked her hard."

Anger soared through me. "Family emergency, huh?"

That fucking skank cheated on my son? And now everyone would be laughing about it. Oh, that little bitch would pay.

To be continued...

Mommy Mind Control Chapter 3: Mommy's Naughty Disicpline

mypenname3000

Fiction, Anal, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Female/Female, Humiliation, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Spanking, Threesome, Voyeurism

Introduction:

With her mind control powers, the naughty mommy punishes the whore who cheated on her son!

Mommy Mind Control

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Three: Mommy's Naughty Discipline

By mypenname3000

I was so angry with Melissa when I stormed out of my good friend Cathy Dawson's house. That little fucking skank. How dare she cheat on my son. I never liked little miss miniskirt. She was a slut. A whore. The type of girl who would get knocked up and make me a grandmother before my son turned twenty-one. I was glad I corrected Ryan and made him realize that Annie, the cute nineteen-year-old who lived next door and idolized my eldest, was the right girl for him.

But, still, finding out that Melissa cut the date short with Ryan last night so she could go to a party and fuck this Rick asshole made my blood boil. I knew she would hurt my son. I knew it!

Everyone at my son's college had to be laughing behind his back. The pictures were all over social media. Cathy's son showed me some of the pics posted to Facebook. He didn't want to. But he had no choice. People had to listen to me now.

No one could ever ignore me again thanks to my mind control powers gifted to me by the halo.

"Margaret," Cathy called, wrapped up again in her housecoat, her big, fake tits almost spilling out. Her son was behind her, a hand on her shoulder, such an intimate gesture. I had told them about the joys of a mother having sex with her son, and they had listened to me and discovered that joy. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to punish that little hussy," I snarled. She cheated on my son! "I'll let the entire world know she is a big, filthy whore."

"Damn," Bill said, his arms now sliding around his mother's waist, holding her. It almost made her robe fall open and spill out her tits. They were so close to being exposed, such big, lush mounds.

After my little threesome with my youngest son Davie and Cathy's daughter Kimmie upstairs, I was awakened to feminine beauty. A naughty thrill went through me as I stared at my friend's almost exposed breasts. I had never realized how gorgeous and cute women could be, but seeing eighteen-year-old Kimmie blossoming into womanhood at the hands of my youngest had...given me perspective.

"How?" Cathy asked as I opened my car door.

"Be at the college's football field in an hour," I told her. "You'll see." I paused. "Oh, Davie and Kimmie are dating now. It's okay that they fuck. In fact, they're having fun right now."

Bill laughed, pulling his Mom inside. "We'll be there, Mrs. Justice."

Then the door closed, and I knew more than Davie fucking Kimmie would be going on in the Dawsons' house.

It almost dulled my anger. Almost. But that skank's face rose in my mind. She had this cherub innocence, framed by black hair, her blue eyes so sweet. At first glance, she appeared harmless, but then you saw the whorish way she dressed, showing off her twenty-year-old body, flaunting it for all to see. The way she carried herself like a whore set my teeth on edge. She exuded her budding sexuality, attracting flies to her like a pitcher plant, ready to drown them in her poisoned cunt juices.

I jammed my key into the ignition so hard. I twisted it. My car roared to life. Then I was backing out far faster than I normally would, whipping the steering wheel around like I was a NASCAR driver or something. I slammed down on the accelerator, speeding down the street. I didn't care. Any cop who pulled me over would listen to why he had to let me go.

I was home in minutes. I needed my son's phone. I had calls to make. Starting with that skank and the asshole she cheated on my son with. I burst out of my car and raced up into my house, my naked breasts heaving beneath my loose dress.

"Oh, hi, Mrs. Justice," Annie said, the girl walking naked to the kitchen, her body flushed from having fun with Ryan. She turned away from me, her cute, tight ass wiggling. She had a petite body, blonde hair falling down her back, all tousled with passion. And there, trickling down her thighs, was my son's white cum.

"Hi, Annie," I said, my anger blunted by the hot sight of her walking to the refrigerator. She stopped, opening it up and looking inside, half-bent over, giving me a profile view of her body, her breasts small handfuls, her face so sweet.

I walked up to her. She gasped as I touched her inner thigh, sweeping up the line of jizz trickling out of her pussy. She straightened, whirling, blue eyes so wide as I brought my son's jizz to my mouth and sucked it clean, savoring the salty cum.

"Mrs. Justice!" she gasped.

"Relax, Annie," I said, thoughts prickling. "And call me mom. It's okay if I touch you. You're family."

To prove my point, my hand shot down and rubbed at her blonde bush, sticky and matted with sexual fluids, and jammed two fingers into her hot, tight pussy. She was so wet and tight, her cunt newly deflowered by my son. I stirred them around, making her groan and shudder, her blue eyes fluttering. She held a can of Pepsi in one hand.

"I see you and Ryan decided against condoms," I said. "Are you on the pill?"

"No, Mom," she moaned, her pussy clenching down on my fingers. "I just...I just want his babies so badly. I wouldn't let him put it on. But he was so eager to breed me. When I begged him, he fucked me so hard. It was wonderful."

I shivered, wishing I had seen that. "That's great. I hope you conceive. I can't wait to be a grandmother. I'll be such a cool one."

"Yeah," Annie whimpered then gasped as I pulled my fingers out of her pussy.

I brought them to my lips, sucking off her spicy musk and my son's salty cum. It was such a delicious combination. Annie's cheeks were so crimson as I popped my fingers out of my mouth and let out a satisfied moan.

"Mmm, that's good. You two taste great together. I knew you'd be perfect."

Annie just smiled shyly and said, in her sweetest tones, "Thank you for talking to him. He told me you explained it to him, and then he understood how much he loved me."

"You're welcome." I leaned in, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. "So, getting refreshments?"

Annie nodded her head. "Sex makes you so thirsty. But it's lots of fun."

"Better than masturbating?"

She blushed so beautifully. I loved it. "Yes, Mom."

"Okay, grab him a drink, then I need to talk to him." My face set. "That little skank Melissa cheated on him."

"But they're broken up," Annie said, frowning.

"Not last night when she claimed to have a family emergency while on their date. But instead of going home, she went and hooked up with Rick at a party."

"No!" Annie gasped. "That bitch!"

"So we need to teach her a lesson."

The girl nodded her head. "He's such a great guy. How could she cheat on him?"

"Because she's a whore." My thoughts prickled hard.

Annie gasped, her eyes widening. "Yes, she is. A filthy, disgusting whore."

I put my arm around her naked, slim shoulders. "Oh, you are such a wondrous thing, Annie. I'm so glad you and Ryan are together."

"Me, too," she sighed.

Ryan was stretched out on his bed when Annie and I walked into his room upstairs. He was naked, left arm folded up behind his head, stretching out his muscular torso. He was tan and buff from sports, the opposite of his shy, slim brother. He had a rugged handsomeness and a smile that melted hearts and panties.

"Hey, Mom," he said though his eyes were on Annie. It was only proper. She was his girl. But I knew I had a special place in his heart.

"You won't believe it!" Annie said, marching to him in an angry huff. She sat on the bed, handing him a Pepsi while she opened her Diet Dr. Pepper, my favorite.

"What?" he asked, sitting up and pulling her to him.

"Melissa!" Annie said, saying the word with such venom.

"Oh, shit, I never told her we were breaking up," Ryan said. "I got distracted."

Annie squealed as his hand wandered between her thighs.

"Melissa didn't have a family emergency last night," I said, grabbing my son's phone. "What's your passcode?"

"3891," he said, frowning.

I typed it in. He had his phone on silence, not hearing any notifications. There were tons of them he had missed. There were people telling him what happened last night. Some were laughing at him while others were commiserating with him.

"Oh?" Ryan said, frowning as opened his contacts and found Melissa's number. "What are you doing?"

"Calling that skank," I said. "She was with Rick last night. It's all over Facebook that she hooked up with him at a party."

"What?" Ryan said and there was real hurt in his expression. He had cared for the skank. "Fuck."

"She's a whore," I told him. "So don't feel bad or guilty or anything. This is what whores do. And it's time the world... Hi, Melissa," I said when the girl picked up.

"Mrs. Justice?" Melissa said, sounding a little shocked. "What's up?"

"Oh, I think you know. I want you at the home team goal post at the college football field in an hour." My thoughts prickled hard. "You will be naked, bent over, your hands grabbing the post, your skank ass stuck out, and your pussy on display, whore."

"O-okay," the girl said, her voice frightened. "I... What are you doing to me, Mrs. Justice?"

"You wanted to be a whore, so I am treating you like one," I growled, so angry, and ended the call with a sharp jab against the touchscreen.

"Jesus," Ryan said, staring at me in awe. "You're using your powers?"

"Yes, I am. Everyone will listen to me and understand." I found Rick's number and made the next call.

I called and called, hitting up everyone on my son's contact list, boys and girls. I had them all post on social media and tell their friends that Melissa Franklin would be whoring herself out at the football post. $5 to fuck her pussy, $10 to fuck her ass. For girls, $5 for her to lick their cunts. She could service the girls and the boys at the same time.

It was distracting because Ryan was fucking Annie in the background. He nailed her hard, pouring out his anger into her, the pair moaning and gasping, the bedsprings creaking, and his cute ass pumping up and down.

It was enough to drive a mother mad with lust.

But I kept my self-control. I had a mission.

Then we headed down to the college, Annie clinging to Ryan, looking so happy. I drove again, not bothering with obeying the traffic laws. I was just so much in a hurry. Plus, I was special. I could do what I wanted.

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"Look at her drive," Alexis said, staring at the drone feed of our newest goddess as she raced her car through traffic. "She is pissed off."

"That whore is going to get punished," Alex, Alexis's twin brother, laughed. He held their naked mother on his lap, one hand fondling her breast.

Deidre Icke enjoyed that. The President of the Institute of Apotheosis Research loved incest. She was so glad the newest goddess taught that a mother should always be her son's lover. And that she should choose his future wife. Such fascinating things.

And like the last goddess, that cheating whores had to be punished.

"So many revelations," Deidre said, her ass rubbing on her son's hardening cock. "Mmm, and you are just eager to enjoy your Mommy again."

I know I am eager to enjoy your cock again, Deidre purred.

Alexis shifted as she sat naked on the desk, the eighteen-year-old beauty spreading open her thighs. "You can lick me while Alex fucks you."

Deidre thought about it. Brother/sister incest had yet to be revealed as permissive. But her son and daughter weren't touching each other. "Mmm, that sounds yummy."

"Oh, yes," Alex groaned. "This is so hot. And she's going to the college."

The drone moved overhead, controlled by operators elsewhere in the institute. Other people who were learning about the new gods and goddesses birthed into the world through technology. The Age of Aquarius was upon the world. A new paradigm was needed.

And the Institute would ensure it happened.

Deidre nuzzled at her daughter's pussy while her son thrust his cock into her cunt from behind.

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I smiled at the crowd of students already gathering at the colleges football field when we arrived. A shiver ran through me. I was so eager for them all to learn what a whore Melissa was. Pussy juices dripped down my thighs as I strode forward. Ryan and Annie trailed behind me, clinging to each other the way only young people in love could.

I used to do that with my husband. I missed him so much.

Davie and Kimmie were there, along with my friend and her son/lover. Davie had his arm around Kimmie, holding her tight, the pair looking as cute and cuddly as Ryan and Annie. Kimmie was Davie's age, a petite eighteen-year-old redhead who had such a huge grin on her face. She was so happy now that she understood how much she loved my son.

"Hi, Mom," Kimmie said, licking her lips.

I was about to open my mouth, when Melissa arrived. Naked.

The skank was scarlet from head to toes with embarrassment as she raced across the football field, struggling to hide her round breasts and shaved-bare twat. Her black hair streamed behind her as she headed for the goalpost where everyone gathered.

"Oh, my god," a girl laughed. "She's naked."

"What a whore," another girl laughed, clutching a five dollar bill in her hand.

"Look at that skank," a guy laughed. "Gonna tear her ass up."

"Jesus, you're such a slut, Melissa!"

"A skankasaurus!"

Melissa hunched her shoulders, tears falling down her face as she pressed through the crowd. Guys were groping her, squeezing her ass and breasts. I nodded in full approval, marching towards the goal post trailed by Ryan and Annie. Melissa reached it first. She groaned, ripping her arms away from her breasts and pussy, grasping the poll before her, and bending over, shoving her ass out to the crowd. Her legs were spread wide, showing off her shaved, slutty cunt.

It looked virgin tight. I smiled. Not for long.

"Where's Rick?" I demanded, reaching the slut as she trembled, her hair covering her face. She shook, sobbing with mortification. "Where are you?"

"Here, Mrs. Justice," a nervous guy, maybe a year older than my son, said. He was handsome and muscular, tall and blond with Scandinavian cheekbones, almost resembling Chris Hemsworth.

"So you think you must be hot shit?" I sneered. "Think you can fuck my son's girlfriend behind his back."

"Yeah," he admitted though he winced, not meaning to be so blunt and honest. But he had no choice. "She was panting for it. Just begging for my dick."

"Oh, god," moaned Melissa.

I smacked her ass. Hard. The sting made her yelp, leaving behind a red handprint.

"And what gives you the right to fuck another guy's girlfriend?" I demanded.

"Hey, she wanted it," Rick protested. "She came running when I sent the text. She was dripping for it. Her panties were soaked."

"Because she's a whore," I said. "But you... You're a dog." I stared at him. "You understand me, Rick? A. Dog. No more talking. No more wearing clothes. No more walking on all fours or eating like a human. You'll eat and drink out of your doggy bowls. You'll wear a collar. You'll be my new, favorite pet."

My thoughts burned so hard. My vision fuzzed dark. I swayed as Rick convulsed. He fell to the ground, shuddering as my commands fell upon him, changing his thoughts, molding them. And then he began ripping off his clothing, revealing that muscular body.

God, it was a sexy body. And his cock... He was hung. What would that feel like...?

Barking, he rolled onto his hands and feet, crawling on the grass towards me, wagging his muscular ass like he had a tail. I'd have to buy him a tail. A nice butt plug. They made ones with dog tails. And some floppy doggy ears. Along with his collar.

"Now you just stay there and be a good boy," I told him, petting his thick, blond hair. "I'll deal with you later."

He barked in answer.

"Jesus, Mom," Ryan said, something in his voice sounded strained, sick.

"He deserved it," I said to him, to everyone. "Doesn't he?"

My thoughts prickled, but not nearly so bad. And everyone, Melissa included, said, "Yes, he did."

I smiled in delight, drinking in their agreement. Then I turned to Melissa the skankasaurus. I grabbed her ass, squeezing and then parting her cheeks to reveal her puckered asshole. I spat on it, loving how my saliva glistened on her sphincter. It ran down to her shaved pussy. I rubbed her cunt, and she shivered, her flesh growing hot and wet.

"That's right," I told her. "You're a whore. And whores are always wet. Always ready to satiate their Johns."

"Yes, Mrs. Justice," she whimpered, her pussy getting even wetter, juices trickling down her sleek thighs.

"Ryan, come here and stick your cock in her."

"Yeah, Mom," he said.

To my surprise, Annie assisted him. She unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock, stroking him and bringing him to the skank's pussy. Melissa groaned as my son's dick slid into her snatch, making her shudder. Her back arched.

"You feel that cock, Melissa?" I asked her.

"Yes, Mrs. Justice," she moaned, her hips wiggling, her hot pussy aching to cum.

"You can only ever have an orgasm when that cock is in your pussy or asshole," I told her. "Ryan, stick it in her ass so she can feel."

"Yeah, Mom," he groaned, ripping out his cock. With Annie's help, he drove it into the whore's asshole, using the slut's own juices as lube.

Melissa gasped, her back arching, butt-cheeks clenching.

"Only this cock," I told her, my thoughts tingling hard, spots of darkness dancing across my vision. "You'll want to cum with other cocks or dildos or fingers or tongues or anything else, but you won't be able to. Understand?"

"Yes, Mrs. Justice," she moaned, her hips wiggling.

"From now on, you are my son and his girlfriend's whore. You will fuck whomever they tell you to and give them all the money you make."

"Yes, Mrs. Justice," she groaned.

"And if you ever want to cum again, then you better make them happy," I said.

"Make me happy, bitch," Annie hissed, then she pulled Ryan away, his cock popping out of Melissa's skank ass.

SMACK!

I grinned as Annie welted Melissa's ass hard with her bare hand. The slim blonde drew back, her hair flying, and cracked down again. The stinging spanking echoed through the air, all the college students watching.

CRACK!

My pussy clenched.

SMACK!

Juices trickled down my thighs.

"You are just a filthy whore," hissed Annie.

CRACK!

"A whore!"

CRACK!

"Ryan," I groaned, my pussy on fire. "Fuck me!" Then, louder, I shouted, "Mothers and their sons should always be lovers! Now start cuing up to fuck Megan the Whore. Once Annie is done disciplining that cunt, you can start paying for her services."

Rick barked while the students all cheered.

Then Ryan seized me. My son kissed me hard, his hands lifting up my dress and exposing my naked body to all these students. I felt boys, and a few girls, staring at my lush curves, moaning in envy as my son's strong hands found my breasts. I shuddered as he massaged them.

CRACK!

"I'm so sorry!" Melissa howled.

"No, you're not!" Annie hissed.

CRACK!

"You're just a whore!"

I shuddered, loving my future daughter-in-law so much.

Ryan sank me down onto the grass. It was ticklish on my naked back and ass. I squirmed, groaning as his hands fondled my breasts. He grinned down at me, so handsome, so much like his father. I shuddered, his thumbs rubbing on my nipples.

CRACK!

He leaned down and kissed me so hard. He hadn't shaved this morning, and his rough stubble was such a treat rubbing on my lips and cheeks. I groaned, squirming and writhing on the grass, my hands shoving up his t-shirt to feel his rippling abs.

I had such a hunky son.

CRACK!

"Please!" sobbed Melissa. "It hurts!"

"Good!" roared Annie.

CRACK!

My tongue dueled with Ryan's as the students cheered Melissa's discipline. Others watched my son and me with eager expressions. Smart phones were out, pictures were taken and videos recorded. Which made me feel so naughty.

Someone even had a drone flying, capturing the scene from high above. The little, white thing hovered up in the air, a blip amid the blue sky.

I groaned into my kiss with Ryan, his left hand sliding from my boobs and down my side. I shivered at his touch, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. It was so amazing kissing my son, loving him.

Davie was nearby getting a blowjob from Kimmie, grinning at me. I shuddered, loving the sight of his girlfriend's red hair swaying as she bobbed her mouth up and down my youngest son's cock. My pussy clenched, growing hotter and hotter.

And then Ryan's hand slid past my stomach and between my thighs.

"Yes," I moaned into the kiss.

CRACK!

"Yes, take your punishment, whore!" hissed Annie.

"I'm so sorry!" whined Melissa. "I'm so sorry for cheating on him. Please, please! Stop!"

CRACK!

"So you'll be a good whore and make my man and me lots of money?" demanded Annie as Ryan started moving down my body, his lips kissing at my neck, fingers rubbing at my pussy.

"Yes!"

CRACK!

"Beg!" snarled Annie.

"Oh, god," I moaned as Ryan's fingers pushed into my pussy, the heel of his hand rubbing on my clit. His lips kissed down my collarbone for my big, pillowy tits. I shivered and shuddered, my hips humping.

"Please, make me your whore! I'll be the best whore! I'll make you and Ryan so happy! I'll make you lots of money!"

CRACK!

"She's open for business!" Annie shouted.

"Melissa, you can move from the goalpost," I moaned, shuddering, my neck arching. "Get on your hands and knees. Service a boy and a girl at the same time!"

"Yes, Mrs. Justice," she said, her face stained with tears. She turned and I saw her ass, glowing red and spotted in places by deep purples.

Annie had bruised her ass.

As Melissa fell to her hands and knees, her first two customers approaching her, Ryan engulfed my nipple. I gasped, my pussy clenching on his fingers. Delightful moans escaped my lips as I savored his touch.

"Oh, yes, that's just what Mommy needs," I purred, my hips writhing, my fingers scratching at his chest beneath his t-shirt. "Mmm, you are such a loving son."

"He is," Annie said, falling to her knees beside me, her face flushed.

"Oh, my god!" a girl moaned behind Annie. "Lick my cunt, whore, while my boyfriend fucks that pussy!"

Ryan's lips popped off my nipple. "Mom's got a free tit. Want to help me, Annie?"

"I'd love to," the sweet girl said, beaming at me.

I groaned as my future daughter-in-law and son both sucked on my nipples, his fingers reaming in and out of my pussy. It was so hot. So amazing. Their mouths felt so different. Annie was such a gentle sucker, her tongue swirling about my nipple while Ryan was...so aggressive. His whiskers rubbed at my sensitive flesh, his hand squeezing my big, pillowy mound, fingers rough.

Annie's tongue fluttered along my nipple, her silky hair caressing my left tit as she moved her head. It was so hot. It made my pussy burn around Ryan's fingers. I shuddered, humping as he reamed me, stirring pleasure through me.

"Oh, you two are so wonderful," I groaned.

"Fuck that skank," a guy cheered. "Bust your nut in her cunt!"

"Then I'm going to tear the shit out of her ass."

"Yes, yes, yes," a girl moaned. "Lick my pussy, you fucking cunt."

I shuddered, savoring the sounds of Melissa's descent into whoredom as my son and his girlfriend loved my tits. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. My ass squirmed on the grass. My eyes rolled back into my head as I groaned and gasped.

My right hand reached out, finding Annie's thighs while my left hand slid down my son's stomach for his jeans. I found his cock while my other hand slid up her inner thigh. Her silky flesh grew hotter and hotter, wetter and wetter. And then I found her pussy.

They both moaned as I caressed them. I stroked my son's cock and rubbed at Annie's pussy. Her juices coated my fingers as she groaned about my nipple. She sucked harder, gaining some of Ryan's aggression. Her body shuddered. My son grunted, sucking so much of my nipple into my mouth, engulfing almost all of my areola.

"Damn, Mom," he panted, popping his mouth off. "You are wild."

"Uh-huh," I moaned, smiling at him while Annie kept sucking on my nipple. Students cheered in the background as the first guy finished in Melissa, flooding her skank-cunt with load after load of his cum.

She squealed as the next guy fucked her ass. Then let out a grunt of pain.

"And your pussy is so wet, Mom," Ryan groaned as I shuddered, loving the sound of Melissa getting sodomized.

"So wet," I agreed, clenching down on his fingers, delight rippling through my body.

Then he was moving down my body in a hurry, such hunger in his dark eyes. His cock slipped from my grip as he nestled between my thighs. He twisted his fingers in me, stabbing them deep as he leaned in and sucked on my clit.

I groaned, bucking hard as pleasure shot through me. My nipple throbbed in Annie's sweet mouth. My fingers plunged so deep into the girl as I shuddered. She gasped about my nub, her blue eyes flashing up at me.

Then her lips popped off my nipple. "He's very good at that."

"So he went down on you?" I asked, humping against my son.

"Before he took my virginity." Annie's blue eyes shone. "It was magical. He licked me. He lapped at me. He made me squeal. I was so relaxed it hardly hurt when he entered me."

"Beautiful," I moaned.

"Take that cock up your ass, you filthy skank!" a girl hissed in the background. "And tongue my twat!"

Annie kissed me, her hand squeezing my large breast with such tenderness. I groaned, our tongues meeting, my fingers pumping in and out of her pussy with such enthusiasm. Her tight cunt clenched on my fingers just like my snatch clenched on my son's.

Dizzy lust rippled through me. Ryan's whiskers rubbed into my hot flesh as he sucked and tongued and nibbled my clit. He loved my little bud while his fingers pumped so fast and deep into me. I groaned, my ass clenching, my orgasm swelling through me.

He was such an amazing son. He was so sexy. Such a hunk.

I groaned into my future daughter-in-law's mouth as the pleasure built and built. I shivered and moaned, our tongues dueling, her pussy so hot on my fingers. Ryan sucked so hard on my clit, his fingers stirring such passion in my cunt.

I came.

I broke the kiss with Annie, screaming, "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" another girl moaned, cumming on the whore's mouth.

"Oh, Ryan, yes!" I gasped, pumping my fingers so hard into Annie's sweet cunt while she trembled beside me.

"Oh, Ryan, you made your mother cum," Annie said. "You are such a loving son. You'll make such a wonderful father!"

"Yes!" I gasped. "Yes, he will!"

My pussy spasmed about his fingers as he kept sucking and tonguing my clit. I groaned and gasped, bucking on the ground. The grass felt amazing on my ass. I trembled, drinking in all the sensations, moaning as Annie sucked on my nipple again.

Such a wonderful girl. Such a loving, sweet thing.

Pleasure burned through me. I groaned and gasped. Incestuous rapture burned through my mind. But I needed more. I needed my son in me. My ass clenched as he sucked so hard on my clit, my pussy on fire.

"Ryan," I moaned. "Mommy needs you in her ass! I need to be reamed! I want your cock in my butt!"

"Damn, Mom," he groaned, rising.

Annie's lips popped off my nipple. "In your butt, Mom? Won't that hurt?"

"Right, lube," I panted. "Shove it in my pussy first. And Annie... Sit on my face. Let me eat that yummy pussy."

"Yes, Mom," she moaned as I pulled my fingers out of her snatch.

Annie didn't waste any time. The little minx was on fire. I bet she was close to cumming. She settled on my face, her skirt forming a tent, screening me from the world. But I could still hear the watching college students groaning and laughing and mocking the whore over Annie's squeals, my tongue sliding through her spicy pussy.

It was so hot to lick a girl's pussy. She had blonde pubic hair that tickled my face. And as my tongue parted her slit, I discovered just how silky she felt. And the taste... Spicy cream right from the source. It was wonderful and...

"Yes!" I gasped as Ryan lifted my ass from the grass and buried into my pussy. His cock sank so deep into my cunt. A spasm ran through me, a mini-orgasm that had me shaking and trembling.

Then he ripped his cock out of my pussy, lifted my ass higher with his hands, bending me at my waist, and brought his dripping cock to my sphincter. My thighs slipped over his shoulders. I moaned into his girlfriend's snatch as his lubed cock rubbed at my asshole.

And thrust into me.

I groaned, my bowels clenching down on his dick as his cock reamed my asshole. I shuddered, my thighs locking about his waist. Burning friction spread heat through my nethers. My pussy ached as he drew back and slammed in again.

"Oh, Mom," Annie gasped. "Oh, your mouth feels amazing on my pussy. Oh, you lick so good. Mmm, yes. I'm going to cum!"

"Do it," Ryan groaned, pounding my ass. "You are so beautiful when you cum."

"Aww," she sighed. I could picture tears in her blue eyes. And then I heard them kissing so lovingly, so passionately, while they enjoyed my body.

I shuddered, so glad I could share in their love. It was so naughty. So taboo. My son fucked me while I tongued his girlfriend's snatch. I ate her hard, fast, drinking her spicy juices while her pubic hairs tickled my face.

My bowels clenched on his dick, the pleasure building and building in me as he pounded me so hard, grunting into his girlfriend's lips. I was such a naughty mommy. It was so hot. I humped against him, my tongue brushing her clit.

She squealed.

Spicy juices flooded my mouth.

She squirmed on my face as her orgasm burned through her. It was so amazing to listen to her. The way she squealed and moaned. The way she squirmed and gasped. It was so hot. I squeezed her cute tush as she humped on my mouth, moaning into my son's kiss.

"Oh, she's taking my cock up her ass with ease! What a whore!"

"Yeah, she's good," laughed another guy.

"Mmm, yes, lick my twat! I'm going to cream your face!"

It was so hot, so nasty listening to Melissa being used like the dirty, filthy whore she was while having fun with my son and his girlfriend. I humped into my son's thrusts, pleasure burning in my bowels. His balls smacked into my butt-cheeks while Annie kept cumming, kept moaning.

She squirmed on my face, grinding her hard clit across my lips, caressing my cheeks with her pubic hair. Her juice spilled about me as she kept cumming and cumming. It was so hot. She tasted so good. I loved her spicy pussy juices.

"Yes, yes, yes, cum on Mommy's lips and cum in Mommy's ass!"

"Yes," Ryan groaned, breaking their kiss, fucking me even harder. "I'll dump so much cum in your ass, Mom!"

I shuddered as he reamed me so hard. He pounded me, thrusting his dick into the depths of my bowels while Annie squealed and gasped on my lips. I sucked on her slit, drowning in her juices. It was so hot. So amazing.

I couldn't wait to lick Kimmie's pussy.

That thought sent me over the edge. My orgasm burned through me. I gasped about Annie's clit, my bowels writhing about Ryan's incestuous cock. He pounded his mother's ass so hard, grunting, groaning, his heavy balls smacking my ass.

"Cum in your mom, honey!" Annie squealed. "Do it!"

"Yes!" he groaned, burying into my bowels. "Mom! Love you!"

"Love my big, strong son!" I moaned into his girlfriend's snatch as his cum flooded my bowels.

He pumped load after load of his jizz into me. I shuddered, my bowels writhing about his cock, milking him. So much hot cum spurted into me. I spasmed so hard, moaning into my future daughter-in-law's pussy as my ass drank in all my son's incestuous passion.

"Damn, Mom," he groaned, thrusting in the last time.

"You are so amazing, Mom," gasped Annie.

"She is," Davie said.

"Yep," I heard Kimmie pant.

Annie fell back off of me, twitching. I blinked against the bright, blue sky. It was so dark beneath Annie's skirt. My face was covered in juices. I shuddered, my orgasm dying as Ryan pulled his cock out of my asshole.

Kimmie and Davie were nearby. He had made love to his redheaded girlfriend, pumping her full of cum. He groaned, rolling off of her. She had her legs spread, her wispy, fiery pubic hair matted with his cum. I licked my lips.

"Let me clean you up, Kimmie," I told her, crawling towards her. Behind me, Annie noisily sucked Ryan's cock clean of my ass. Such a sweet girl.

"Oh, you are so nice, Mom," Kimmie said when I reached her and grabbed her silky thighs.

"And Davie, go get in line. I know you want a poke at that whore's cunt."

Davie glanced at Kimmie.

"It's fine," I told Kimmie. "You understand, boys need all the pussy they can get. But you'll never be jealous. In fact, you'll help him find girls. To make him happy." My thoughts prickled.

Kimmie nodded. "Have fun, Davie!"

Before I buried my mouth between my other future daughter-in-law's thighs, I glanced at Rick and his hunky body. He was sniffing at the ground like a dog then barked as a grasshopper took off. He tried to pounce on it, that huge cock swaying between his thighs.

"Rick, be a good boy and fuck my pussy hard!" I ordered, eager to try out my new pet.

I buried my face into Kimmie's cunt, licking through her sweet pussy and gathering my son's salty cum leaking out of her. I savored the incestuous treat, licking again, her wispy pubic hairs caressing my face while she groaned in pure delight.

And then Rick mounted me.

With a savage growl, he jammed that huge cock into my pussy. I groaned, loving his dick. It wasn't one of my boys' shafts, but it still felt amazing. I knew I would enjoy my new pet greatly. But a mother would always have a special place in her heart, and her cunt, for her sons.

"Mom!" Kimmie squealed as Rick hammered me with such wonderful passion. I loved my life. I was special. And everyone would finally listen to me and understand.

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Deidre Icke shivered as she, her son, and daughter all came. His cum pumped into her pussy. Alexis juices squirted into her mouth. It was heavenly. She was so glad that incest between a mother and her children was allowed. And she couldn't wait to find out what the next god or goddess would reveal.

Behind her, her dot matrix printer rumbled to life. She gasped, straightening up. Her son's cock popped out of her pussy. Cum ran down her thighs as she raced for the printout, ripping the paper free and staring at the report with such eager delight.

It read in blocky letters: "Subject 3 has been located. The halo is ready to be sent."

She lifted her eyes to the heaven, wishing her guru, the amazing Dr. Blavatsky, and his wife were alive to witness this amazing moment. Day-by-day, the New Age dawned brighter.

The END