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Igniting Mom's Desire

Jacob Harris woke up a little after 8:00 a.m. He yawned, stretched, scratched his balls, and then threw the covers back to appreciate his morning erection, big and thick with the veins bulging, full of blood. But, of course, he had to pee. His "morning wood" wasn't about sex so much and the name he'd heard his father call it—a piss hard—seemed appropriate because after he'd manage to take that long morning piss his cock would be flaccid, or nearly so. He yawned again, got out of bed and headed for the hall bathroom. He didn't bother putting on any clothes.

His mom and dad would have left for work already. His father, Michael, was an executive at West Coast Insurance Group and always wanted to get to his office half an hour before official business hours, which started at 9:00 a.m., Monday through Friday. Jacob's mother, the marketing vice president at GynaDyne, a pharmaceutical company that specialized in women's products, had to be at work by 8:00 a.m.

After taking care of his morning business, Jacob lay back down on his bed and thought about his future. He was twenty-five years old and had a master's degree from River City U. in electrical engineering. He'd gotten a job almost immediately after getting his master's degree, but then that company had gone belly up and now, here he was, living at home again and looking for work. It wasn't as embarrassing as he'd thought it would be. He knew other young people in the same boat. And, of course, he loved his parents and they loved him and were only too happy to help him out.

Thinking of loving his parents or, rather, one parent in particular, Jacob began tugging on his cock and pulling up one of his favorite fantasies in his mental video player. He knew he was a sick puppy but ever since he was eighteen he'd been masturbating to the thoughts and images of having sex with his mother. After all, she was a damned attractive woman, even at age forty-six.

Patricia Harris was five feet, seven inches tall with great muscle tone and no appreciable fat. Her thick, straight chestnut-colored hair was cut in a stylish bob that came to three or four inches below her ears. And her eyes were a beautiful, rich green.

She kept herself fit and trim with proper diet and exercise and, who knew, maybe even some of the products that she developed marketing strategies for at GynaDyne. In any case, no one, including Jacob thought she looked a day over forty. Some even guess her younger than that.

Since he was alone in the house, Jacob hadn't bothered to shut the door to his bedroom all the way. He liked walking around the house naked or lying on his bed masturbating when his parents were gone. He didn't have to worry about being heard or having his mom or dad knocking on his door at an inopportune time.

The Harris's were casual about clothing, not that they were always walking around their house naked, but seeing his mother or father without clothes wasn't uncommon for Jacob and vice versa. He'd grown up with it and it seemed natural. Of course, they never did it when any of Jacob's friends were at the house. But sometimes they would be getting prepared to go to a nude beach, either on the coast or in the upper reaches of the Little River, and one or more of Jacob's friends would show up including, sometimes, a girl or two that were friends with Jacob or girlfriends of Jacob's male friends. It would be explained to them where they were going and that it would be a nudist outing, although no one would have to go totally nude, it was a personal choice. Since the young men and women were all adults, the Harris's left it up to them to come with them or not. They all chose to come with them. Even the girls didn't have a problem with going with them.

Jacob began fantasizing about his mother after several of his male college friends who had been to their house or, especially, went with them on their various nude beach outings, had told him that his mother was totally hot and they were glad that she wasn't their mother because having such a hot mom would drive them crazy with desire. He also got complimented by a couple of the girls about his hot mom, except for the "glad she wasn't their mother" comment.

At first Jacob had been confused, not knowing if he should be angry or proud. But his friends had always been discrete about how they let him know that his mother was hot and, without saying it in so many words, how they would love to make love to her.

Jacob pondered these comments and began looking at his mother in a whole new light. He tried to imagine her as not being his mother and then asked himself if he would want to have sex with her. He realized that, hell yes he would, and that was when he began fantasizing about having sex with his mother.

The very first time he did it he had a strong, body-shuddering orgasm, better than any he'd ever had. He knew he was a wicked son for thinking of his mother that way and promised himself that he'd never do it again. The very next night he broke that promise. Each day he renewed his vow not to masturbate while thinking of his mother and each night, no matter how much he tried to think of other women, or girls that he liked, he would break that vow. As time went on, he stopped trying to not think of his mother. The guilt never went away completely, it just got to the point that he accepted it and it didn't bother him as much.

So now, this morning, with both of his parents out of the house and off to work, Jacob could indulge himself in a long, slow fantasy masturbation session. By now, of course, he'd had sex with several girls, in high school and college, and he'd even had a few sexual encounters with older women who found him quite attractive. He had his mother's chestnut-colored hair, his father's blue eyes, and a lean, ripped, muscular body. But he also had a ready smile and an easy-going personality that women found attractive.

The fantasy he chose this morning was his favorite and his most sinful one, if one believed in sin. In his mind, he would be fucking his mother in the ass. And, as always in this fantasy, she would have a squeaky clean ass and colon because she would also be sucking his cock, periodically, when he pulled it from her ass, until he finally came in her mouth. It was a cookie-cutter porn plot, but one that he loved to fantasize about, especially when fantasizing about fucking his mother. Jacob did fantasize about other women now, especially movie and TV celebrities, but fucking his mother every way he could were still his favorite sex fantasies.

He started out slowly, just thinking about how she looked naked. Her Playboy model body from when she was younger was still a good body, just a bit more lush. And, yes, she had a few wrinkles and some laugh lines around her eyes, and he loved seeing her laugh, but she was still a hot, sexy woman.

In his fantasy, they kissed and caressed and cuddled with each other. He liked that part of the fantasy as much as the rest of it. He did love his mother after all. She wasn't just some object to be manipulated, a "cum dump" as so many mother-son porn sites would say. In his fantasy, of course, his mother wanted to have sex with him as much as he wanted to have sex with her. And she loved every aspect of whatever sex Jacob's mind could conjure up, including anal sex and ass-to-mouth and cum swallowing.

In his fantasy, Jacob slowly began by kissing her on the mouth several times then kissing and nibbling on her breasts and nipples before continuing on down his mother's body, finally ending up between her legs. There he munched and licked to his heart's content. Having made oral love to several girls and women, he knew exactly what to expect, what the general fragrance and taste would be. It was something he liked doing very much, pleasing a woman with his mouth. Now, as his hand stroked his cock and it was becoming harder and more erect, he was once again pleasing his mother with his mouth.

She squirmed. She moaned. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pressed his face down harder against her undulating cunt. She called his name in gasps and sighs. And then, finally, she came in a great convulsing orgasm, crying out loudly as his mouth sucked on her clitoris and his teeth bit and tugged on it.

Now Jacob's cock was fully hard, primed to go off if he wanted to just get it over with, but today he didn't. He wanted to make it last a bit longer so he imagined sliding up over his mother's body and giving her a big wet kiss, letting her taste her pussy from his lips and tongue. He nudged the swollen head of his cock against his mother's vaginal opening. Her eyes widen as if in shock. He nearly always imagined that this was the first time and that his mother was delighted, if somewhat shocked, at what they were doing.

Jacob smiled at his mother and shifted his hips, slowly sliding the full length of his thick cock, deep into his mother's tight, wet, and oh so warm pussy. "Oh, Jacob," his mother would gasp, eyes and mouth open in near painful pleasure, and then she would come again. After that Jacob would imagine getting up to kneel between his mother's wide spread thighs to watch his cock, now all wet and shiny from her vaginal lubrication, sliding smoothly in and out of her pussy as he fucked her.

Then he would stop and his mother would moan out her disappointment. But Jacob would grin and pull his cock out of her pussy and rub the head of it against her anus. Some of her vaginal lubrication would have already leaked out and down there. His mother, eyes wide and mouth set open into an "oh," realizing what was about to happen, would give her head a little shake no. Jacob would just smile and nod yes then he would press his cock head against his mother's tight little asshole, watch it begin to mushroom against the resistance, then watch as his mother's asshole slowly spread open and began to swallow his cock bit by bit until he was balls deep in her ass.

At this point, in this particular fantasy, Jacob could have his mother orgasm again, immediately, while he stroked himself to his own real orgasm. Or, he might continue on, starting slowly but picking up speed, fucking his mother's ass faster and harder until, in his fantasy, both he and his mother would come at the same time as his cock pumped her ass full of his hot, thick semen. Of course, by that time in the real world, his cock would be shooting his cum up into the air, to fall back down over his hand and thighs and belly.

Jacob was deep into his fantasy getting ready to come when his mother came down the hall from her bedroom. She was going into work late because she had a doctor's appointment this morning. It was nothing serious, just a check up. As she approached her son's door, which was ajar, she hear him groaning and saying "Yes, Mom! Yes! Your ass is so tight, Mom! Yessss!" Patricia stop, shocked. She carefully opened her son's bedroom door a bit farther and looked in. She almost gasped out loud at what she saw. Her son, Jacob, was stroking his cock, a cock that looked every bit as big as his father's, and his cum was shooting up out of it nearly twelve inches into the air.

Patricia quickly pulled the door back to its original position. In the instant that she'd looked in, she could see that her son had his eyes squeezed shut while in the throes of his orgasm. He hadn't seen her. Quickly, and as quietly as she could, Patricia went on down the hall, out the front door, and got into her car to drive to her doctor's appointment. But her head was buzzing and she had to stop a half block away and pull over to the curb to take a couple of deep breaths. Could Jacob really have been thinking about me while masturbating, she wondered.

Patricia wondered if her son had become enamored of her. Could Jacob have fallen in love with her or was it just a pure sexual thing. She knew, all things considered, that she was still a good looking woman. She wondered if all the times she had been naked around her son had anything to do with this disturbing development. She didn't know if she should be shocked, disgusted, or flattered. She admitted to herself that she was shocked a bit, but she loved her son and couldn't be disgusted by his inappropriate love for her. And, when she thought about it more, she felt flattered that her 25-year-old son still could find his 46-year-old mother attractive.

And then she realized that Jacob had said that her ass was so tight. Oh my God, she thought, he was fantasizing about having anal sex with me. Well, that was certainly something her husband and she did. And it was certainly something that she enjoyed. She could even have orgasms from anal sex. But to think of her son thinking about having anal sex with her, his mother, put another layer of complexity to this situation.

Patricia shook her head as if to clear it. She wasn't really sure just how she should feel about this interesting development. She did know, however, that she had to get to her doctor's appointment and then to work.

The Desire Ignited

Patricia found herself sitting at her desk in her office squeezing her thighs together. She realized she was performing a type of masturbation as thoughts of her son, his big cock spewing out cum, and his words about fucking her in the ass ran through her brain on a closed loop.

She sighed and got up and went to the little built-in counter that held a small sink and held her coffee maker. She made a fresh pot and stood there while it was brewing, leaning back against the counter looking out her office window at the beautiful view of GynaDyne's parking lot. She wasn't getting any work done. This... thing with her son was bothering her. How should she handle it? Well, she didn't have to handle it all, did she? It wasn't like Jacob had come on to her. She'd just accidently seen, and heard, him masturbating to an obvious fantasy about her.

The coffee was done and Patricia poured herself a cup and went back to her desk. She took a sip then set the cup down. "Okay," she said out loud, "I don't do anything. That would only embarrass Jacob and me." Patricia began squeezing her thighs together again. She could "see" her son's big cock shooting his load of cum into the air and, suddenly, the most outrageous thought popped into her mind: What would it be like to make love to my son.

"Oh my God," Patricia told herself, "that is so wicked." But the thought persisted. Her son was a good enough looking young man. He, like his parents, kept himself physically fit. He was a handsome young man with a lean, muscular body. He stood just six feet, two inches tall in his bare feet, one inch taller than his father. And, like his father, now that Patricia had seen it in its fully erect glory, his cock seemed to be just as big as her husband's fully erect cock, which was a good size in length and thickness. But that shouldn't matter, she told herself. Jacob is my son. I'm not going to have sex with my son.

And yet, the thought of what it might be like to make love to her son wouldn't go away. It was terribly taboo, socially condemned, but at the same time it excited her to think about it. This was a sexual fantasy that had never occurred to her of all the sexual fantasies she and her husband shared. But, of course, it was only a fantasy. She would never have sex with her son and surely her son only thought of it as a fantasy, not something to really do, surely.

Patricia couldn't help herself as her mind expanded on the thought of what it would be like to have sex with her son; what it would be like to take his cock in her mouth, to suck it and have his semen flood her mouth and to swallow it. At that point, Patricia's right hand reached down under her skirt between her thighs that were still squeezing together rhythmically. Her fingers pressed against her clitoris, pressing and relaxing over and over again. And anal sex, she told herself. Her son had been masturbating to an anal sex fantasy with her.

Patricia and her husband weren't swingers. They had made a small attempt at it, but it just didn't seem right for them. Besides which they had a very good and open sex life together. But after watching several porn videos of women being double penetrated, Patricia told Michael that she would like to know what that felt like, but how to do it without another man? Michael suggested his cock and one of the dildos they had. That's how Patricia had first experienced double penetration and still did. However, there was that part of her mind that wondered how it would feel with two male bodies, one below and one above, making a sandwich of her, fucking her; two strong males bodies with their warm bodies pressing against her and their hard cocks penetrating her, fucking her pussy and her ass at the same time.

She shivered at the thought of it and then she thought of Jacob and Michael, her son and her husband. Could that even be possible? Would her husband allow that? Would her son even want to have a threesome with both of his parents? Patricia tried to ignore what she was thinking and tried to focus on getting some work done, but the thought persisted.

Patricia found herself imagining how it would be to have her son fucking her ass and her husband fucking her pussy, two wonderful men that she loved, two handsome men with hard male bodies, one below her, one above her, filling her ass and pussy with their equally big, hard cocks, fucking her at the same time. And then Patricia, nearly unconsciously, still squeezing her thighs together and pressing her fingers rhythmically against her clitoris, was coming, sitting right there at her desk during work hours, gasping and shuddering and coming, gritting her teeth trying not to cry out loud, grunting and groaning and hunched over her desk because the orgasm was a strong one.

When she recovered, Patricia pulled her hand out from under her skirt. Her panties were soaked now and the tips of her fingers were damp. She sniffed them then licked them as she glance at her office door, which was solid glass and the only glass in her office other than the window looking out over the parking lot. She didn't see anyone. Of course that didn't mean someone hadn't seen her as they were walking past.

Patricia sucked in a couple of deep breaths and let them out slowly. She felt a lot better, clear-headed for the first time since seeing her son masturbating that morning. She got busy and began clearing work from her desk.

The Plan, the Play, the Pleasure

It was 6:00 a.m. Michael kissed Patricia on the cheek waking her. "I've got to go. I'll see you tonight."

Patricia raised her head up to look at the clock. "What about breakfast?"

"I'll grab some coffee and a bagel at Peet's. "I'll be fine dear." He gave her another kiss then left.

Patricia yawned and stretched then turned on her side and curled up under the covers. It was still half an hour before her alarm was set to go off. She lay there for nearly five minutes, wide awake. She knew she wouldn't be going back to sleep, then she remembered she wasn't going in to work today. She had taken the day off because Michael had to go into The City and wouldn't be back until late. It had been nearly a week since she had seen her son masturbating to an obvious fantasy about her. It had ignited an unquenchable desire in her to make love to her son and she had decided that today was the day she was going to seduce him.

Patricia rolled over onto her back and brought her hands to her breasts, squeezed them and pinched her nipples. She, as well as her husband, always slept in the nude. Now she ran her hands down over her firm and well-toned body. She caressed her flat stomach for a few seconds moving her fingers closer and closer to her pubic area. Thinking about hopefully making love to her son excited her. She pretty sure Jacob would really want to make love to her and that it wasn't just a fantasy. In any case she was determined to find out.
She put that out of her mind as she spread her legs a little and let her fingers stroke the inside of her upper thighs. She placed the fingers of her right hand over her labia after a few seconds, to squeeze them tightly together with her clitoris in between. At the same time she brought her left hand up to her left breast and squeezed it again then pinched the nipple hard. She shivered with erotic pleasure, not so much from touching herself, but from thinking of what she wanted to do with her son.

Patricia closed her eyes as she continued to manipulate her breast and her labia and clitoris. She wanted to suck her son's cock. The thought of that sent another delightful frission of pleasure through her body. Yes, she thought, I'll take my son's cock in my mouth, suck it and stroke just like I do with Michael and then Jacob will come in my mouth. I want to swallow my son's cum straight from his cock. "Ooo-ooo-ooo!" Patricia wailed quietly. How wicked I am, she thought. But the idea of actually taking her son's cock in her mouth, sucking and stroking it until it shot his thick, tangy cum down her throat excited her terribly.

She also wanted her son to go down on her. She hoped he liked doing that. She wanted to look down between her legs to watch her son licking, sucking, and eating her pussy, the pussy that had given birth to him.

Images flashed through Patricia's brain, Jacob, the newborn, as the nurse put him on her chest shortly after his birth; bringing Jacob home from the hospital that cold, rainy February day, all wrapped up in a tight little bundle, him yawning and squeezing his left eye shut at the same time; Jacob's first birthday; Jacob as a little boy excited about Christmas and Santa Claus; Jacob in middle school, then high school, then college, and now her little baby boy was a grown man, tall, handsome, and obviously, lusting after his mother.

Patricia stopped all movement and kept her eyes shut. It felt like her head was whirling. Oh God, can I really do this, she asked herself. She took a deep breath, held it for a couple of seconds then let it out. Her right hand squeezed her labia and clitoris again. Her left hand squeezed her breast then slid down over her belly and back up to capture it again. She pinched her nipple.

That is the past. Jacob is not a little baby anymore, she told herself. This is the present. He is an adult, a damned good-looking adult male who, if he weren't my son, I wouldn't have a problem having sex with him. Further, he masturbates thinking about me sexually and now I'm thinking about him sexually so why not have sex with him? I mean, now that I've been thinking about it, I do find my son sexually attractive. Okay, I'm rationalizing, she continued her inner conversation, but that doesn't make it any less logical that, if he wants to be my lover and if that thought excites me and makes me want to be his lover, then there's no logical reason why we shouldn't be lovers.

At that point Patricia forced herself up out of bed. If she kept going, rubbing her pussy, pinching her nipple, thinking about Jacob, she would bring herself to orgasm. Today, however, she wanted her first orgasm to come, hopefully, from her son applying his mouth to her pussy. That thought sent a serious shiver of anticipation through her body.

Patricia went into the bathroom and fetched out the small vial of Aphrodite from among all the things she had stored in the cabinet under the sink on her side of the vanity. Her best friend, Joan Kolar, was the head chemist at Gyna-Dyne and had developed Aphrodite, a sexual enhancement drug for women. Patricia carefully put three drops into the glass she kept by her sink and added a bit of water. After swirling it around a little, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Cheers, she thought as she swallowed the aphrodisiac-laced water.

At lunch with Joan, the day Patricia had seen her son masturbating and calling out her name, the day that she had masturbated at her desk while thinking about it, Joan noticed that her friend was in distress and encouraged her to tell her about it. Patricia swore her friend to secrecy then told her what was going on in her head. How wicked it was to be thinking of having sex with her son but that she couldn't get the idea out of her head.

Joan had laughed and sworn Patricia to secrecy herself then told her that she and her two sons were now lovers due to Aphrodite and a miscalculation she made in the dosage amount when she decided to give it a try right after having created it. She had gotten home so horny that she only saw her sons as beautiful hunks who could fuck her. And fuck her they did.

Besides increasing, possibly creating, a woman's sexual desire, one of the effects of Aphrodite was to cause a woman to give off the pheromone copulance which a man couldn't detect by smell when he was near it but, upon breathing it in, it caused his body to produce testosterone and make him sexually aroused, or more sexually aroused if he was already sexually aroused. Evidently, Joan's sons had also seen her as a sexy desirable mature woman and the copulance affected them to the point that they gladly had sex with her when she told them what she wanted.

Now the dye was cast, Patricia told herself after swallowing the aphrodisiac. Whether her son really wanted to have sex with her or not, chances were, according to Joan, that the pheromone copulance that Patricia would be casting off soon would influence him, would get his own testosterone flowing and he wouldn't be able to say no to his mother. I hope he wants to, with or without the drug, but even if he does, it can't hurt to have him extra horny. Patricia grinned at herself in the mirror. "Oh you wicked mommy," she said softly, out loud, then laughed. She felt giddy and excited and her body gave another shiver of anticipation.

Patricia took a long, thorough shower, toweled off, applied minimal but expert makeup, and brushed out her hair. She picked up the tiny bottle of her favorite perfume, one that she knew Jacob really liked, and dabbed a touch below each ear, one between her breasts, and one in the middle of where her closely trimmed pubic hair started.

She looked into the mirror and liked what she saw, a mature woman of 46 who had a tanned and toned body that could have belonged to a woman ten years or more younger. Her face didn't have the fresh look that a twenty-something girl's would have. It was the face of a very attractive mature woman who, besides a few laugh lines, was holding up quite well. She cupped her 34C breasts and gave them a squeeze. They, too, looked quite good to her eyes.

Back in her bedroom, Patricia wasn't exactly sure what she was going to wear but she had several options from things she'd bought over the years and had worn with Michael on a few extra sexy occasions. She pulled a chemise out of her dresser. It was pure white, lacy, and practically see-through. She put it on and smoothed it down. Her areolae and nipples, when she looked in the dresser mirror, were quite apparent and she could see a hint of her pubic hair. Perfect, Patricia told herself.

Panties? Patricia asked herself. She smiled wickedly into the mirror. No panties. She pulled out a pair of white, hold-up nylons and sat on the edge of the bed fitting her feet into them and pulling them up, one-by-one. She stood up and looked into the dresser mirror again, lifting her chemise. She liked the contrast between the nylons and the tanned, creamy skin of her upper thighs, and her pussy just above. Patricia hoped her son would, too.

Patricia tapped a well manicured and painted fingernail on her front teeth. Footwear? I can't go out there and confront Jacob without something on my feet. She went into the walk-in closet and looked through her shoe rack. She picked out a pair of black Marabou Feather Bedroom Shoes with three inch heels and slipped them on. That would raise her up to five feet, ten inches to her son's six feet, two inches, not that she was concerned about the height difference. She was used to looking up to him and her husband who stood six-feet, one inch tall in his bare feet.

Patricia took in a breath and shivered with desire, thinking of those two, tall, hard-bodied men making a sandwich of her as they both fucked her at the same time. Well, that was the ultimate fantasy. It would be wonderful if she could convince both her husband and her son to make love to her at the same time however, today she was just excited to be seducing her son... she hoped.

Patricia made up the bed before going back into the closet to grab a mid-calf length, black satin robe with long sleeves, which she pulled snugly around herself and tied the sash into a neat bow. Again she checked herself out in the mirror. A bit much for a weekday morning perhaps, she thought, but hopefully the robe, the shoes, and the chemise would all be coming off in a fairly short time. She would be keeping the stockings on. Michael loved it when she wore stockings and assured her that most men loved that look. There was no reason to suppose her son would be any different.

"Okay," she whispered to herself, "show time." With that, Patricia opened her bedroom door and walked down the hall to her son's bedroom. The door was open and his bed was made. She went on into the kitchen and found him looking at the employment section of the newspaper and drinking coffee.

"Good morning Mom," Jacob said without glancing up.

"Good morning, dear," Patricia said as she got her favorite coffee mug out of the cupboard and poured herself a cup of coffee. She turned around and leaned her firm ass against the counter. "Going job hunting again?" she asked.

Jacob sighed. "Yeah, it doesn't look good but I can't keep on leaching off you and dad."

"Oh, we don't mind, darling."

Jacob now looked up and saw how she was dressed. "Uh, Mom, aren't you going to go to work?"

Patricia gave her son a cool look over the rim of her cup as she took a sip. "Nope, with your father out of town I thought I'd take today off. I have a project I'm working on... here at home." Her heart started beating hard because she just now realized how she was going to play this out, hoping that she wouldn't make a fool of herself.

"Project? At home?" Jacob frowned. "What project?"

Patricia half turned to set her mug of coffee down on the counter, forcing her hands not to tremble. She turned back to her son and undid the sash to her robe, opened it, then shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it slide off her arms and fall to the floor. Now she was standing before her son in her chemise, stockings, bedroom shoes and nothing else. She could feel her nipples getting hard and knew that Jacob would be able to see them, as well as the dark triangle of her pubic hair, if not the outline of her pussy itself, behind the chemise.

Jacob stared at his mother, mouth open but not saying anything. It wasn't that he'd never seen his mother naked, or nearly naked, of course he had. It was that she was now obviously being overtly sexual with him. Something she'd never done before and it had an immediate effect on his cock.

"Uh, Mom, what are you doing?"

Her pulse was pounding in her throat and her stomach had that fluttery, butterfly feeling. She swallowed. "Jacob, I saw you masturbating last week. I hadn't left for work yet. I had a doctor's appointment that morning. I was going by your bedroom and your door was partly open and, and, well I looked in because I heard you saying 'Mom.' You were masturbating and, obviously, thinking about me, about, well, having anal sex with me."

"Oh God, Mom, I'm sorry," Jacob blurted out as he stood up from the table. He blushed a deep red almost instantly and his beginning erection quickly deflated.

Patricia smiled at her son. "I'm not." She waited.

It took Jacob a couple of beats to understand what his mother had just said. "Uh, you mean, uh, that, uh...?"

"I couldn't get it out of my mind, Jacob, your lovely big cock so hard with your cum shooting up out of it. I went to work and couldn't focus and I," she paused, "well, I masturbated at work thinking about it."

Jacob gave his mother a shocked look. "Seriously?" The image of his mother masturbating at work to the thought him masturbating in his bed had his cock growing again.

"Yes, Jacob, seriously, and I haven't been able to get it out of my mind ever since. So," she stopped talking and walked around the table to stand in front of her son. "So, I decided to make you my project for today since your father is out of town. We'll have all day, if you want, because your father won't be home until late this evening."

At that point, Jacob's nose began to register the sex pheromone that his mother was producing in relatively large amounts. It hit his brain almost immediately and the message was sent to produce more testosterone. The testosterone production began in just a few thousandths of a second and began affecting Jacob's brain in just a couple of seconds. All of a sudden, he saw his mother in a newer sexual light. He couldn't believe how attractive she was and how much he wanted her.

Patricia tilted her head down a little, not looking her son in the eyes, her body nearly trembling with the increased desire the aphrodisiac was causing. Her son was wearing black slacks and a white dress shirt and his black dress shoes. She swallowed again and with her heart beating hard she continued. "Jacob, I was hoping that you weren't just fantasizing, that you really wanted, if given the chance," she paused as she tilted her head back up and looked her son in the eyes, a small smile playing over her lips, "to fuck your mother, because, Jacob, I really want to fuck you."

Patricia had said it as bluntly as she could; more to set in her mind what she hoped was about to happen in no uncertain terms rather than to shock her son. But he was shocked. His eyes widened at his mother's words. At the same time he could feel the blood continuing to flow into his cock making it even harder still. That was part natural, from his own fantasy and desire for his mother and part the work of the effects of Aphrodite. Both of them, working together, made his desire for his mother all the more urgent.

"Seriously?" he asked again, in a near whisper.

Patricia took a step closer and put her arms around her son then pressed herself against his body. She placed the left side of her head against his chest. She could hear his heart beating as hard as hers. "Most seriously, son. Is it all fantasy or do you want some action? Do you want to make your fantasy a reality? Because, Jacob, I'm ready right now to do that."

Patricia realized she was so turned on, not only by the aphrodisiac, but by wanting to seduce her son, by wanting to break one of societies major no-no's of having sex with her son, that her pussy had gotten very, very wet. Yes, she told herself, I am so ready for this. A part of her mind wondered how she could go from your average, vanilla-flavored mother one week to an incest-desiring mother the next. She decided she really didn't care. Making love with her son was all that matter right now.

Jacob inhaled the sweet scent of his mother's perfume, his favorite, along with even more of the copulance. He put his hands on his mother's shoulders. His cock was rapidly becoming fully erect. He was having a hard time realizing that his mother, the woman he'd been having sexual fantasies about since he was eighteen, albeit with a whole lot of guilt, was offering to have sex with him.

Jacob nuzzled his mother's neck and up to her ear. "Mmm, Mom, I love your perfume," he whispered before gently biting her ear.

"Ohh, Jacob, Jacob," Patricia sighed and pressed her ear harder against her son's mouth and teeth. Chill bumps ran all down the right side of her body and her stomach did flip-flops.

Jacob gently pushed his mother back before placing his hands on either side of her face. "Mom, I want to kiss you," he said as he bent his head down to let his lips touch hers.

Patricia's heart skipped a beat. She took a couple of quick breaths and swallowed. "Yes, Jacob, kiss me, please," she said, her lips moving lightly across his as she spoke.

Jacob's lips pressed against his mother's. Their mouths opened. Jacob slowly ran his tongue over the edges of his mother's teeth then carefully probed inside her mouth. His cock was fully hard now and he realized that he'd have to tell his mother about his size, but later, not right now. The tip of his tongue met the tip of his mother's tongue. Jacob almost felt dizzy. He realized his body was trembling. He was kissing his mother like a lover, something that he'd wanted to do for years. He was going to make love with her. She wanted him to make love with her, to fuck her. He was actually going to fuck his mother.

The tongues of both mother and son slid over and around each other, tasting each other's sweet, slick saliva, each of them getting more sexually aroused by the second. Jacob's saliva was now loaded with his testosterone, a natural occurrence when a man gets sexually aroused, and it was being transferred to his mother's saliva, her mouth, her brain. Patricia's sexual arousal level went up several points more. Jacob pulled his tongue back and his mother's tongue followed. He pulled his lips from hers then immediately remolded them over hers and their tongue did another delightfully tasty dance around each other.

Patricia was now so aroused and sexually turned on she felt that if she could just touch her clitoris she would come. Both she and her son were breathing heavily through their noses as their hearts pounded in their chests.

Jacob pulled his lips slowly from his mother's lips then gave her two sweet little kisses. His hands were still on either side of her face. "Mom, Mom, I want you. Yes, I want to make love with you. It isn't just a fantasy. Mom, I can't believe this."

"Neither can I, baby, but it's true. It's going to happen. I want you to make love to me, Jacob. I really, really do."

"But, Mom, I have to tell you something."

Patricia, hungry for more kisses, put a hand behind her son's head and pulled him down for another long, sweet, wet kiss. "What, baby, what is it that you have to tell me," she said then kissed him long and affectionately again.

"Oh fuck, Mom," Jacob gasped when they broke the kiss. "I'm so turned on. I'm so hard."

Patricia chuckled. "I know, darling. I can feel it pressing into my belly."

"But that's it, Mom, that's what I have to tell you." He paused. "You see, I'm kind of big. Well, you know, bigger than most and..."

Patricia laughed and gave her son a quick kiss. "I know, Jacob. Remember, I saw you jacking off. My first thought was, wow, my son is as big as his father."

"Dad has a big cock, too?"

"Yes, baby, just as big as yours. So, if you were worried about me, fucking me that is, with that big cock of yours, don't be, believe me I can take it." She looked into her son's eyes and gave him a mischievous smile. "I can even take it in my ass, like you were fantasizing about when I saw you."

"Oh Mom, I'm sorry..."

"Shh," Patricia put a finger to her son's lips. "I like anal sex."

Jacob opened his mouth and took his mother's finger into it and began sucking on it and running his tongue around it. Patricia gasped. Michael sucked on her fingers sometimes, as she sucked on his, but this, her son sucking on her finger so sensually, sent an arrow of passion from her finger, through her stomach, and right down to her pussy.

"Oh, Jacob," she moaned.

Jacob released his mother's finger from his mouth and kissed her again, deeply, passionately. Patricia now had both hands on the back of her son's head and was putting everything she had into kissing him back. Jacob's arms and hand were now embracing his mother and pulling her hard against his body. He heard her moan deep in her throat. He felt like doing it too.
Jacob broke the kiss. He wanted to fuck her, of course, he did, but right now he wanted to make oral love to her. The thought of licking and sucking his mother's pussy, right here in the kitchen, right now, made him dizzy. Making oral love to his mother and having her suck his cock were major components of his fantasies about her.

He released his hold on her. "Just a second, Mom," he said as he turned to take his cup of coffee and the newspaper off the table and place them on the counter. He turned back to his mother and smiled. "Sit your ass on the table Mom and lie back. I want to have breakfast."

Patricia laughed and hugged her son and kissed him hard on the mouth. She lifted her chemise and sat her ass on the table then carefully laid back on it, raising her legs up and apart as she did. She was super excited. Her son was going to suck on her pussy.

Jacob looked down at his beautiful mother, took in the contrast between the tops of her white stocking and the tanned, smooth flesh of her upper thighs. It was so damned sexy to him. Her white stocking over her toned legs and the shiny, black, high heeled shoes on her feet, with their bits of fluffy feather, were so damned sexy to him. He then focused his eyes upon her pussy between her raised and spread legs, with its closely cropped hair and her labia clearly exposed to his gaze, a pussy that he was going to lick then fuck, his mother's pussy. It felt like his cock got even harder then, although he didn't know how it could.

Jacob wasn't worried about getting his mother pregnant. He had heard the stories about how she had a struggle giving birth to him and how the doctor recommended that she shouldn't attempt pregnancy again. He knew that his mother had then had her tubes tied and, therefore, couldn't get pregnant. That was just fine with him. It made what they were doing much less complicated. He wasn't one of the weirdoes posting on an internet porn site how they would like to make an incest baby with their mother or sister or daughter. Once he had come to, more-or-less, accept his incest fantasies, Jacob had done some research and found out that having a baby with a close relative had a risk approaching fifty percent of producing a genetically damaged baby. That was certainly not an acceptable risk to him.

Jacob leaned over his mother and kissed her tenderly on the mouth. He squeezed her breasts firmly and pinched her nipples then sat down and pulled his chair up closer to the table. He was trembling with excitement. His fantasies were about to be fulfilled. He was going to lick his mother pussy, then have her suck his cock. Later he would fuck her pussy and if, as she'd said, she could take his cock in her ass, well then, he would fuck her ass, too.

With his hands on the backs of his mother's stocking-covered thighs, Jacob began kissing and lightly biting the creamy flesh just above the stocking top on her right leg. Patricia moaned and a shudder of intense excitement went through her body. The realization of just how sexually aroused his mother was made Jacob even more sexually excited himself.

He kissed and nibbled his way to where her thigh joined her body. The delicate scent of her perfume overlaid the more subtle and mildly pungent scent of her pussy. Jacob could see that his mother's labia were slightly parted and were wet with her vaginal lubrication. He brushed his lips and nose lightly over his mother's labia, making her shudder with excitement again. He kissed and bit the bare flesh of her inner thigh on her left leg to where the stocking top was then back down to where her left leg joined her body.

By now, the excitement of what he was doing, and about to do, with his mother, plus the influence of the pheromone, copulance, that his mother's body was giving off, unknown to him, had Jacob's cock almost painfully hard. He just wanted to stand up between his mother's thighs and shove his fat cock deep up in her pussy and fuck her like an animal, but he restrained himself.

Jacob brushed his lips lightly over his mother's pussy, feeling her wetness. "Mother," he said quietly.

"Yes, baby," came Patricia's whispered response. Her heart was beating hard and fast in her chest and her body ached for satisfaction. She wanted so badly to shove her pussy hard against her son's mouth, to use her hands to pull his head, his mouth against her wetness and have him make sweet oral love to her.

"I love you, Mother," Jacob said and then proceeded to open his mouth wide and place it over almost all of his mother's pussy. He sucked hard on it then bit her labia before starting to steadily lick up and down her copiously wet pussy.

Patricia gasped, then arched her body and ground her cunt against her son's greedy mouth as she came. She grunted and cried out, "Jacob! Jacob! Her hands were gripping the edge of the table as if for dear life as she came.

She was panting, and her body was arched and tense, then she relaxed. It had been a wonderful orgasm and so quick. It surprised her. It happened so fast, but then she had been so very excited to be doing this with her son.

It surprised Jacob, too, but pleased him deeply. One part of his mind was screaming, "I just made my mother come with my mouth!" Another part was concentrating on continuing to lick and suck and nibble on her pussy. He didn't stop just because his mother had an orgasm. Now he was motivated to give her another and maybe another one after that.

"Oh Jacob! Oh baby!" Patricia cried out within seconds as another delightful orgasm swept through her body. And still, her son didn't stop making oral love to her. Experiencing multiple orgasms usually only happened to her when Michael fucked her and they were deep into one of their kinkier fantasies and then it wasn't a common occurrence. But here, now, her son's mouth had given her two wonderful orgasms and she knew a third one would be happening soon. But, of course, making love with her son was kinkier than any fantasy she'd ever had and her mind was super aroused and ready.

"Ahhhhhh!" Patricia let out a strangled scream, arching up again on the hard table as a third and incredibly intense orgasm took her.

Enough is enough, Jacob told himself. He wanted so badly to fuck his mother now. He stood up and, with trembling hands, undid his belt buckle and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. Next, he shoved his boxer briefs down around his knees, and then they fell on top of his pants. The tails of his shirt were in the way so, instead of unbuttoning his shirt, he ripped it open, sending buttons flying all over the kitchen before shrugging it off and casting it aside.

Patricia's chest was still heaving as she recovered from her last orgasm. Her nipples were hard and poked tiny tents in the thin fabric of her chemise. Jacob looked down at her pussy, wet with her natural lubrication and his saliva. He grabbed her legs behind the knees, lifted them up, and held them wide apart as he brought the head of his incredibly hard cock right to the slick entrance of her vagina.

Patricia gasped and lifted her head to look her son in the eyes. He had an intense look on his face and she could see the vein in his neck pulsing.

"I'm going to fuck you, Mom," he told her. Jacob knew he wasn't going to last long. Unbelievably, he was living out a fantasy about his mother that he'd had for years.

"Oh yes, baby, fuck me! Please fuck me!" And then she gasped again as her son shoved his long, thick cock deep up inside her pussy and then she was coming for a fourth time. Her body arched back again and she made half-strangled, inarticulate sounds as her son began pounding her pussy hard and fast. She'd never in her life had four such intense orgasms in such a short time, not that she was complaining.

"Mom! Mom! Oh God Mom!" Jacob cried out. He was on the cusp of coming. He'd never come so quickly in years but he was so excited, so turned on, so wonderfully amazed to finally be acting out his fantasy of making love to his mother that he couldn't hold back, not that he wanted to. And then he lifted his face to the ceiling and cried out loudly as his cock began to spasm and pulse and shoot thick wads of his hot man cream deep up inside his mother slick, grasping cunt.

Jacob's cock pulsed several times. His body hunch forward and shuddered with the intense pleasure he was experiencing. And then it was over. In the middle of his own incredible orgasm he dimly registered that his mother was coming again. The fact that her son was fucking her and ejaculating his semen deep up in her pussy had pushed Patricia into a fifth orgasm.

"Oh God, Mom!" Jacob exclaimed. Without removing his cock from his mother's pussy, he leaned forward, bracing his body on his forearms and brought his lips to hers. "I love you, Mom, and... and that was the most intense orgasm I've ever had. Then he kissed his mother sweetly, affectionately several times.

Patricia had her hands on either side of her son's head, fingers in his hair, pulling him into the kisses, hard, and moaning in her throat. She hadn't felt this excited about sex since her very first orgasm when she was a teenager when everything about sex was new and exciting.

Jacob pulled his mouth from his mother's, slowly. They kissed a few more times, gently, then he pushed himself back upright. His cock was still about half hard as he pulled it out of his mother's very wet pussy. He levered his shoes off his feet and kicked his pants and boxers off his ankles and out of the way, then he sat down in the chair and did something that his last serious girlfriend had taught him. Jacob wondered if his father ever did it, as he leaned in to begin licking and sucking on his mother's pussy once again, eating his cum that was beginning to ooze out of it."

"Ahhh!" Patricia gasped. She wasn't shocked, just surprised that her son would do that. It was something that Michael did with her occasionally. Licking the platter clean, he called it. "Ooo, baby, yes," she sighed and gave herself up to her son's tongue and lips, and teeth again. She pushed with her vaginal muscles to get as much of her son's cum out of it as possible so he could slurp it up and swallow it. The fact that her son was willing to do this made what they were doing all the more intimate and enjoyable to Patricia.

Even though she'd just had five orgasms, the aphrodisiac-enhanced reality that she and her son were committing incest kept the high spark of sexual arousal flowing through her body and her mind. It only took a couple of minutes before Jacob's mouth brought Patricia to a sixth orgasm. She shuddered and shook and grabbed her son's head again as she cooed to him: "Ooo, yes baby, yes."

Jacob was pleased with himself. Obviously, his mother liked it when he went down on her again after having come in her pussy. It was also obvious to him that she wasn't shocked by what he did; therefore, he knew that his father must do it to his mother, also. The thought of his father fucking his mother, sucking his own cum out of her pussy, strangely excited Jacob.

He wasn't jealous of his father. He didn't want his mother to be his lover exclusively. That would be neurotic, as Jacob had reasoned out long ago. He didn't have an oedipal complex. But open sharing would be good. Jacob wondered what his father's reaction would be if he ever found out that his wife and his son were now lovers.

Jacob kissed his mother's pussy one more time then sat back in his chair. He wiped off his wet chin and lips with the back of his hand. Patricia braced her body up on the table by her forearms, placing her feet on the top of her son's thighs. She smiled at her son and Jacob felt a frisson of delight course through his body. He smiled back at his mother.

"Jacob," Patricia began, "you know you gave me six orgasms just now."

"Really?" Jacob said. He was surprised, but very pleased.

"Yes, my love, really. Look at me, I'm absolutely drenched in sweat."

"My love?" Jacob questioned.

"Well, dear, we are lovers now, aren't we?" Before Jacob could answer, Patricia went on. "Yes, really, Jacob, six orgasms. You are every bit as good a lover as your father."

Jacob looked thoughtful. "First, let me say, my love," and Patricia smiled, "that I couldn't have done it, given you six orgasms, without your willing participation." His mother laughed, a sound he loved to hear, and she nodded. "Second, what about Dad?"

Patricia gave her son a serious look and then smiled a coy smile. "Not now, dear, we'll get to that... well, sometime later, okay? Today let's just concentrate on us."

Jacob smiled back at his mother and nodded. "Works for me," he said.

Patricia took her feet off of Jacob's thighs. She pushed forward off the table, put her feet on the floor, and straddled her son's lap. Her warm, wet labia pressed against his cock, which was beginning to slowly get hard again. She put her arms around her son's neck and kissed him sweetly several time, some of the kisses longer and deeper than other, loving the taste of his mouth and tongue and how their tongues moved slickly around each other. Yes, she loved kissing her husband too, but this was her son whose mouth and tongue she was now tasting, exploring, experiencing, and enjoying. This was a new love affair and the fact that it was with her son made the experience terribly exciting and delightfully enjoyable.

Patricia could feel her son's cock growing harder, pressing up against her pussy. She stood up, straddling her son's legs. "Move back, Jacob. Move the chair back." He did as she asked then Patricia kneeled in front of her seated son and parted his legs. She looked up at him and smiled.

"Ever since last week, when I began thinking about doing what we're doing, I've really wanted to suck your cock, Jacob, among other things. And since we've done a couple of the other things already, I think it's time to suck my son's big cock." She paused and grinned and wriggled her eyebrows. "And, like you, baby, I also swallow so don't hold back when you're ready to come. I want to feel your hot cum splash against my tonsils."

Jacob laughed at his mother's words but, nevertheless, they were having a positive effect on his cock, which was now about three-quarters hard.

Patricia didn't mind a bit that her son's cock was sticky with his cum and her vaginal juices. In fact, that made what she was going to do all the more intimate to her. She grabbed her son's cock by the base and lowered her head and took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could then bobbed her head up and down a few times. She loved hearing her son moan with pleasure as she mouth fucked his cock. Then she made him gasped with surprise as she forced his entire not-yet-fully-erect cock into her mouth and down into her throat. She couldn't get her tongue out to lick his balls but she did swallow twice before she came up for air.

"My God, Mom," Jacob exclaimed, "no one's ever done that to me before."

"You liked it then," Patricia said with a giggle. She was stroking his cock slowly, looking up at him with loving eyes, thrilled that she had done something for him that no other girl or woman had."

"Oh hell yes, I loved it, Mom!"

"Pity you're so stiff and hard now," Patricia said, "because I can only do that when you're not fully erect. You know, so your cock can bend and go down my throat. Of course," she continued," if you want, I can lie on my back on the table and hang my head over the edge. Then you'd have a straight shot down my throat." She and Michael did that sometimes on their bed. She'd have to remind herself to have him do it to her on the kitchen table.

"But really, darling," Patricia continued, "I just want to suck your cock right here, if that's okay with you. We can do the table thing another time."

Jacob grinned and nodded. Just having his mother sucking his cock was more than good enough, but the image she'd just planted in his head was delightfully arousing. He would definitely remind her of it later.

Patricia began sucking up and down on her son's cock head and three or so inches of his shaft while her right hand began stroking him at the same time. Patricia felt the butterflies in her stomach sensation again. Yes, her son had just licked and sucked on her pussy, twice. Yes, he fucked her and came in her pussy. But in her mind this was different. She was actually sucking her son's cock and was totally excited about it. She was anticipating the moment when his semen would begin streaming out of his cock one thick, wet spurt at a time, filling her mouth with the sticky, warm essence of his maleness, and then relishing it before swallowing it.

Jacob looked down at his mother, sucking his cock, and doing a damned good job of it. This was another scenario of his fantasies about her and here it was being played out for real. He was totally excited. His mother looked up at him with her beautiful green eyes and winked at him. Jacob felt like laughing for joy but the building sexual tension, that beautiful feeling he got as he got closer and closer to sexual release, made him groan and squeeze his eyes shut momentarily.

Oh God, yes!, he thought. Oh God yes! Mom is sucking my cock and I'm going to come in her mouth and she's going to swallow it. Oh God, yes!

And then he was there, on the threshold, at the point of no return. Even if his mother stopped sucking his cock he was going to come. He was at that beautiful, delightful feeling of ejaculatory inevitability.

"Mom! Mom! Oh yessssss, Mom!" Jacob cried out and then he was grunting and panting and his cock began to spasm and his semen shot through his urethra in pulse after delightful pulse and his thick cum did splash against his mother's tonsils time and time again.

Patricia figured that if her son was like her husband, his second load of cum would be as big, or nearly so, as his first load so she was ready for it when he began ejaculating. When the first big pulse of his cum hit the back of her mouth she swallowed it, and then another, and another. Then the next three pulses of her son's cum from his cock were lighter and she held that cum in her mouth.

Jacob was panting. He'd had more than one woman suck his cock and swallow his come, but this was his mother and that made the experience unbelievably intense and wonderful.

When Patricia realized that her son was done coming, she slowly pulled her mouth and lips off his thick cock. She milked him out and got another big dollop of his thick semen to slurp up off the end of his cock to add to that which she still had in her mouth. Now she did a taste test. She swished her son's cum around in her mouth, coating her tongue and tasting it as good as she could.

She was quite aware that a man's semen, his cum, was never delicious like a sugar-rich desert, but she like it for its own taste and texture, because it was the sexual issue from a lover's cock. She swished her son's come around in her mouth then swallowed it. It was very similar, with some slight differences, to her husband semen, and she loved tasting her husband's semen.

"Wow, Mom!" Jacob spoke up. "I don't want to be intentionally crude, but you're one hell of a good cocksucker."

Patricia laughed and stood up, holding her hands out to her son. He stood up and embraced her and kissed her for a long time. "Well, Jacob," Patricia said when they pulled their lips apart, you're one hell of a good pussy-licker and not too shabby in the pussy-fucking department, too."

"Thanks, Mom," Jacob said as he bent down to kiss her again. "Mom," he said, when he broke the kiss, "you're okay with this. I mean, well you know, incest, having sex with your son."

"Duh! Jacob, I'm not stupid. I know exactly what I'm doing. And, I assume, you do too."

Jacob blushed. "Well, yeah, I do. I've been fantasizing about this or something like this since for a few years now and now, here it is, happening."
Jacob stopped talking and pulled his mother tight against his body. He tilted his head down and she tilted her head up. Mother and son kissed several times, enjoying molding their lips together and pulling them apart, nibbling on each other's lips, and sucking on each other's tongues.

Jacob pulled his head up and looked into his mother's beautiful green eyes. "So now what?"

Patricia smiled. Well, I don't know about you, but I'm starving. You haven't eaten anything yet, have you?"

Jacob grinned and shook his head. "No, I haven't eaten. Yes, I'm hungry. Pussy pie and cream pie is very tasty but not very filling. You have to keep going back for more."

Patricia gave her son an impish look. "Oh yes, Jacob, I definitely want you to come back for more, a lot more."

Jacob laughed and gave his mother a quick kiss. "I was talking about Dad. What happens now? How do we keep this from him, all of us living together in this house. Unless," he gave his mother a serious look, "today is all the time I'll have to be your lover?"

"Oh no, dear I don't want that. No, I want us to make love a whole lot more, as long as you can stand me."

"That's going to be an awfully long time, Mom," Jacob said.

Patricia smiled and kissed her son on the lips. You leave your father to me. I haven't got this all figure out yet. But you know the saying: Where there's a will there's a way.

Anal Fantasy Becomes Reality

Patricia picked her robe up off the floor and put it over the back of a chair. "Eggs and bacon, dear?" she asked as she pulled the apron off a hook on the wall next to the refrigerator.

Jacob was picking his underwear and pants off the floor. "Yeah, Mom, that'll be great," he said. He realized that he really was hungry now. He was filled with a sense of wondrous joy, feeling more alive than he could ever remember, and he was hungry, very hungry, and not just for food, but for more love-making with his mother, too.

Patricia winked at her son. "And you don't need to put your pants back on dear, you'll just have to take them off again after breakfast. But you might see if you can find where your shirt buttons went. That was quite the dramatic gesture, ripping your shirt open like that." She was getting the eggs and bacon out of the refrigerator and Jacob thought his mother looked cute as hell with the apron covering her front but her firm ass clearly visible through the chemise, the white stockings on her legs, and the black high heels on her feet. That was a very sexy picture for such a domestic chore as fixing them bacon and eggs.

Jacob came up behind his mother and pulled her back against his body. He kissed one side of her neck, then the other, and his hands slipped under the top of the apron and captured her breasts under the silky chemise and massaged them. He heard his mother moan and felt her shiver against his body. "I love you, Mom. With or without the sex, I love you, Mom."

"Oh, baby," Patricia sighed. "I love you too." Then, holding a carton of eggs in one hand, she turned around in his arms, tilted her face up to him, and gave him another impish smile. "But the sex helps, right?" Then she kissed him sweetly but quickly. "Now let me cook breakfast and you try and find those buttons."

Jacob gave his mother a quick kiss on the lips and went to sit down to take off his black socks. No sense leaving the socks on, he thought, and it probably looks a little silly, too. He did a thorough search of the kitchen but could only find five of the seven buttons from his shirt.

After breakfast, Patricia led Jacob back to her bedroom and into the master bath where she had him start the shower and adjust the temperature while she shed her shoes, chemise, and stockings. Jacob got in the shower while Patricia wrapped a towel around her head then mother and son took a quick, rinsing shower with a minimum of kissing and caressing. He dried off first and Patricia told him to go get in bed and she would be there shortly.

Jacob was sitting up against a couple of pillows on his father's side of the bed, feeling slightly strange about that but still aroused and ready. His mother came out of the bathroom carrying a small bottle of anal lube, a bath towel, and a hand towel.

Patricia set the bottle and towels down on the night stand before climbing onto the bed and snuggling up to her son. Jacob slid down a bit and embraced his mother, now fully naked. He pulled her over on top of his body. She pulled her head back and smiled down at him.

"This is nice," she said.

"Yes, it is," Jacob agreed.

Patricia lowered her head to kiss her son on the mouth. They kissed several times, slowly and sensually, enjoying the delicious taste of each other's mouth.

Jacob ran his hands up and down his mother's naked back, loving the feel of her warm, smooth skin under his hands, loving the feeling of her weight pressing down on him. He squeezed and massaged her firm ass cheeks then ran his hands back up her back, massaging it as he went.

Patricia laid her head on her son's shoulder and sighed. "Mmm, Jacob, that feels so good."

Jacob continued massaging his mother's back and sometimes reaching down to massage her butt. He continued loving the feeling of his mother, now his lover, lying on top of him, feeling her warm, naked body, smelling her perfume and her hair, and still getting a nose full of copulance, albeit, unknown to him. It was all having a very pleasant effect on his cock.

"So what's with the bottle and towels, Mom?"

Patricia, herself still being affected by the aphrodisiac and ready for more sex, pushed herself up quickly and straddled her son's hips. She grinned at him then reached down to pull his half-hard cock up and flat against his abdomen. She set her pussy down on his hot-feeling cock and wriggled her hips.

"Ooo, Mom," Jacob sighed.

"The bottle is anal lube, Jacob. You have had anal sex before, right?"

Jacob grimaced. "No, Mom, I haven't. No girl I've had sex with would let me have anal sex with them. So, are you really sure you want to?" The thought of actually fucking his mother in the butt, along with feeling her warm, wet pussy pressing down on his cock, as well as the affects of the sex pheromone her body and breath was casting off, translated into his cock getting very hard very quickly.

Patricia felt the increase in size and hardness of her son's cock and wriggled her hips again, making her wet pussy rub deliciously back and forth over it. It felt wonderful to her and Jacob.

"Jacob, I told you earlier, I take your father in my ass so I can take you. That's not going to be a problem, just use your fingers to, you know, gently loosen me up before you go jamming that big cock of yours up my butthole."

Jacob laughed and Patricia chuckled at her crude phrasing but, crude as they were, they served to further increase their sexual arousal.

Patricia un-straddled her son's hips and spun around to lean down and take his cock in her mouth. She could taste a bit of her wet pussy on it. As she began sucking Jacob's cock, he pulled her legs over closer and lifted her right one over his head so that his face was between them. He began licking her pussy when she lowered her hips. For a few seconds there was quiet in the bedroom except for wet sucking and licking sounds and a moan or two of pleasure.

Patricia pulled her mouth off her son's cock, keeping her lips tight around it all the way. "Mmm, yummy," she said. "I want more of this but right now it's time for anal sex." She rolled off her son's face onto her side then sat up to grab the bottle of anal lube and the towels. "Here," Patricia handed her son the bath towel, "spread this out on the bed."

Jacob got to his knees and did as his mother asked. Patricia then handed him the bottle of lubrication and the hand towel before lying down on the bath towel on her back. She held onto her legs behind the knees pulling her thighs up and apart and exposing her ass completely.

Jacob grinned at his mother. His long, thick cock was at full erection, a steel hard tube covered with soft skin and all the veins on the surface bulging with blood. He opened the bottle and squeezed some lube on to his mother's anus. With trembling fingers, Jacob spread the lubrication around his mother's little puckered hole then slowly slid one finger in. Patricia moaned. Jacob fucked his mother's asshole a bit then pushed his finger around and around before carefully sliding in a second finger.

"Yes, baby, that's it," Patricia sighed.

Jacob finger-fucked his mother tight asshole as deep as he could, totally fascinated that he was even doing this and totally anticipating what it would feel like when he began to shove his thick cock through his mother's tight little butthole.

After he had three fingers in his mother's ass, fucking it as deeply as he could and pressing them up and down and back and forth, his mother spoke up. "Okay, sweetie that should be good. Now lube up your cock and, well darling, fuck my ass with it." Patricia was trembling herself. She had received oral sex from her son, as well as vaginal sex, and she had sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. Now they were doing the only other thing they could do sexually. Her son was going to fuck her ass with his big cock. Even though she and Michael had anal sex many times, this seemed to be the most taboo thing she could do with her son and she wanted it, she wanted to feel her son fucking her ass and bringing her to orgasm. She wanted to feel her son fucking her ass and shooting a big load of his cum deep up inside it.

Jacob lubed up his cock, wiped his fingers on the hand towel, then closed the bottle of lube and set it aside. He looked his mother directly in the eyes and smiled. She smiled back and raised her eyebrows. "I'm ready, baby. Start out slowly. After a while you'll feel when my anus fully relaxes then you can fuck me hard and fast if you want to."

"Do you want me too," Jacob asked.

Patricia was glad he'd asked her that question. It showed sensitivity and concern. "Oh yes, Jacob, when that happens, when you feel the time is right—and you'll know when it happens—then, yes, yes I want you to pound my ass with that big cock of yours."

Jacob let out a shaky breath. He'd already had vaginal and oral sex with his mother but this was a step further. This was a major masturbation fantasy that he never in a million years would have believe could happen, yet it was, right now, right here. He was kneeling between his mother's legs and he scooted in closer, until the slick, lube-up head of his incredibly hard cock touched his mother's shiny, slick anal ring. He saw his mother shudder with delightful anticipation.

Jacob leaned forward and pressed the head of his cock against his mother's anus. He'd just had three fingers in it as deep as they would go, still, her anus resisted his cock and the head of his cock mushroomed a little before it began slowly pushing its way through his mother's anal sphincter and into her rectum.

"Ooo!" Patricia moaned. She was braced up on her elbows and forearms now, holding her legs up and wide. She wanted to watch her son sink his cock into her ass and fuck her. She knew she would have an intense orgasm at some point. Right now, however, she was focused on watching his thick cock disappearing into her body through her tightly stretched asshole. It seemed to her to be so wicked but at the same time so wonderful to be having incestuous anal sex with her son.

Jacob couldn't believe how tight his mother's ass felt on his cock. He looked up at her. She looked back at him and smiled. "Yes, baby, you're doing it just right. I love it. I love feeling that big cock of yours stretching my poor little butthole." Patricia had found out years ago that speaking directly and bluntly, crudely if you will, often helped both Michael and her enjoy their sex more. She figured it would work for her son, too.

"Oh Mom!" Jacob gasped.

"Yeah, it's good, isn't it? You love shoving that big cock of yours through your mother's tight little asshole, don't you?"

Jacob laughed and nodded. He was living his major fantasy and it felt better than he ever could have imagined. "I love you, Mom," he said as he slid the last few inches of his nine-inch cock, balls deep in her ass.

Patricia gasped loudly and she winced slightly.

"Mom! God, Mom, I'm sorry," Jacob said as he pulled his cock back half-way out of her ass."

"No, it's okay baby," she said. "I can take it that deep, but it just takes a little while to, you know, kind of stretch me out inside."

"But I hurt you Mom... ."

"Shh, Jacob. It wasn't much pain and I'll tell you something. Sometimes a little pain is good. Not a lot of pain. Not pleasure-killing pain. But with just enough, it can actually enhance the pleasure. So don't worry, darling, just fuck me now." With that, Patricia laid back down on the bed.

Jacob moved up over her to give her a sweet kiss as he started to slowly fuck his mother's ass. Jacob moved his mouth to his mother's ear. He bit the top of it firmly but carefully, wondering if he was giving her a little pain that would enhance her pleasure. It seemed to work.

"Ooo, ahh," Patricia gasped then sucked in a big shaky breath of air. She gripped her son's muscular upper arms, her fingernails digging in.

Jacob began fucking his mother's ass a little faster now.

"Oh baby," Patricia wailed softly. His thick cock moving smoothly and quickly through her tightly stretched asshole was beginning to feel really good now.

"I love you, Mom," Jacob whispered into her ear as he kissed and nibbled on it.

"Yes, darling," Patricia whispered back, "I love you too."

And then Jacob could feel a subtle change in his mother's anal sphincter. His cock moved easier through it. This is it, he thought. This is what Mom was talking about. He began fucking her ass faster.

"Yes, Jacob, yes," Patricia breathed out.

Jacob went balls deep in his mother's ass and heard her wail with pleasure and he began fucking her fast and hard. Unbelievable, he thought and pushed himself back up to a kneeling position. He wanted to see this. He placed his hands on his mother's thighs just below the knees and pushed her legs back even farther. Jacob look down where his cock was fucking her ass so smoothly, fast and hard, going as deep into her bowels as he could. It was an unbelievably amazing sight, better than his fantasies had ever been.

"Oh, Mom, Mom!" he cried out.

"Yes baby! Yes," Patricia responded. "Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Make me come! Come in my ass, Jacob. Come in your mother's ass, baby!"

One part of Patricia's mind thought she might be going over the top with the enthusiastic sex talk, but the rest of her mind was totally in synch with it. Her son's hard fucking cock, going so deep, stretching and filling her so wonderfully, fucking her just like her husband fucked her, was quickly bringing her to that beautiful abyss of orgasmic bliss... and then she was falling into it.

"Oh! Fuck! Yes!" she cried out loudly. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Patricia was panting and gasping, her body arched up against her son's hard pounding cock, it shuddered, her eyes rolled back up in her head, and her face was set in a tight grimace as the delightful pleasure of her orgasm rolled over her in wave after wave.

Jacob almost had time to be amazed at his mother's super intense orgasm before he was crying out with his own pleasure as his big cock began splashing wad after wad of his hot, sticky cum deep up inside his mother's rectum. Jacob found himself spent, panting, and feeling his cock pulse out its pleasure the last few times. He was on top of his mother, barely able to hold his weight off of her. Her arms were around him and she was cooing in his ear: "Oh baby, baby, baby."

Both mother and son were perspiring freely. "Wow!" Patricia said. She almost felt guilty. She hadn't had such an intense orgasm in quite a while. Of course she knew it had nothing to do with her husband's sexual skills and everything to do with committing incest with her son. "That was fantastic, Jacob!" she said and then laughed. "That was fucking fantastic!"

Jacob took in a big breath and blew it out. "Yeah. Oh yeah. That was fantastic, Mom," he agreed. He gave her several little kisses, nibbling on her lips, sucking on her tongue, before pushing himself back up to a kneeling position. His cock was still in his mother's ass but getting softer by the second. He spread his knees wider and used his hands on the tops of her thighs to pull her body closer. He took another deep breath.

"I've never had such an intense orgasm in my life," he said.

"Yeah, well, it's been awhile for me," Patricia said, "but that was one for the record books."

Jacob smiled down at his mother. "You think it might be because of the incest?

"Well for me, yeah, definitely," Patricia said, "because your dad and I have anal sex a lot, but having anal sex, well just sex in general with you, is quite exciting. It's the incest part of it, I'm sure. But for you, probably just having anal sex for the first time had a lot to do with it. Of course, the incest might be a factor also, you know, fucking your mother in the ass." Then Patricia laughed and that pushed her son's nearly flaccid cock out of her butt. Jacob scooted back a little and watched as some of his cum dribbled out and onto the bath towel.

"And thus the reason for the bath towel, eh?"

"Am I dripping?

"Yeah."

Patricia found the hand towel and stuffed it between her ass cheeks then had Jacob move so she could stretch out her legs. "Oh there's something else I just remembered might be a factor in our wonderful orgasms," she said. Patricia told Jacob about taking the female aphrodisiac, Aphrodite, and the pheromone copulance and how all that worked, including making his body produce more testosterone, and so forth.

"You see, Jacob," Patricia said, "I wasn't really sure if you really wanted to have sex with me or if it was all just a fantasy. Once I decided that I wanted to have sex with you, well, I took the Aphrodite hoping that its effects would make sure that you did...want to have sex with me, that is."

Jacob grinned. "Yeah, well without it I most definitely would have made love to you Mom, once you let me know that that was what you wanted. But I guess the Aphrodite just made making love to you just that much more exciting."

Patricia gave her son a kiss. "It works that way for me, too, sweetie. Now, let's get cleaned up and then come back to bed and cuddle. Then we'll see what else we want to do. We have the whole day ahead of us. But when your father gets home tonight, not a word or a hint, or any attempted hanky-panky around him."

Jacob gave his mother a grin. "Hanky-panky?"

"Oh shut up. You know what I mean. Now come on, let's go take that shower. I want your cock squeaky clean so I can suck it again.

Patricia's Fantasy Completed

Michael woke up before his wife. He lay in bed a while thinking about all that had happened in the past week. Patricia had told him about seeing their son masturbating and obviously having an anal sex fantasy about her. She told him how it ignited a desire in her and how she had masturbated in her office.

Michael, like his wife, was quite open-minded about sex and sexual fantasies. To address Patricia's obvious guilt, he'd gone over why incest didn't have to be the horrible thing that most people thought it was, just so long as it was between consenting adults, there were no unwanted pregnancies, and no sexually transmissible diseases. Then, with a wicked a sense of humor, he had sex with his wife and did a little role-playing by calling her "Mom."

It surprised him that the thought of his wife and son having sex together not only didn't bother him, it actually aroused him. When he had gone into The City on Tuesday he rather expected his wife to act upon both her son's desire and, now, hers. When he came home that night he found out that he'd been right. And he also found out that it really did arouse him sexually that his son and wife were now lovers.
Then Patricia hit him with the ultimate climax of her fantasy: she wanted to experience double penetration with him and their son. They talked about it for a bit, then they made love and Michael found that he was super aroused as he imagined lying on his back with Patricia lying on top of him with his cock in her pussy and their son, Jacob, kneeling behind her, fucking her in the ass. His wife had also filled him in on Aphrodite and its effects on her and on men who inhaled the sex pheromones that the aphrodisiac caused a woman's body to give off.

Michael took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Could he and his wife really have successful sex with their son? He didn't know. He did know that he was sure he wanted to find out.

Michael got out of bed and went into the bathroom. A few minutes later he went down the hall heading for the kitchen to get the coffee started. He could smell coffee before he got to the kitchen so he knew that Jacob was up already.

Jacob looked up from the Sunday paper as his dad walked into the kitchen. He'd been thinking about the sex he'd had with his mother last Tuesday and wondering when or if it was going to happen again. He had a partial erection. Now that partial erection quickly deflated. He was immediately concerned how his father would react to what his son and wife had done if he ever found out.

"Good morning, Dad," he said, hoping he sounded normal.

"Good morning, Jacob," Michael said as he got his personal coffee mug out of the cupboard then went over to the coffee maker to pour himself a cup. He wondered if he sounded normal to his son, now that he knew that Jacob and Patricia had become lovers.

Michael sat down at the kitchen table, across from his son. He decided to get right to the point. "Jacob, we have to talk."

Jacob swallowed. A frission of, what, not fear, anticipation maybe, shot through him. His stomach knotted up. "Okay, Dad," he said as casually as he could.

Michael could sense his son's tension and smiled. "So, would you like to have a threesome with your mother and me?" he asked.

All of a sudden, Michael realized that he really was hot for that idea. All the fantasy talk from Patricia, then the knowledge that she and Jacob were now lovers, and her admitted desire for a threesome and double penetration with her husband and son all gelled in his mind and he knew that he really did want to see his son and wife having sex together and to join in with them. His cock was beginning to react. Michael realized that he was a totally wicked and perverse father and husband according to society. He also realized this was about consensual adult behavior and pure carnal pleasure between people who knew and loved each other and the fact that his wife really did want to fuck both of her men, husband and son, together in one bed at the same time.

Jacob's eyes went wide. "Then, then," he almost stuttered, "you don't have a problem with that?"

Michael chuckled. "No, son, I don't have a problem with that, or the fact that you fucked your mother last Tuesday when I had to spend the day in The City. Do you have a problem with it... a threesome, that is?"

Wow, Jason thought, somehow Mom was able to convinced Dad to accept the fact that we are lovers and to go along with her desire to have us both fucking her at the same time. His cock started to re-inflate.

Jacob grinned. "No. No, Dad, I don't have a problem with it if you don't."

"Don't have a problem with what," Patricia asked as she came into the kitchen. She stopped to yawn and stretch and then gave her two men a big smile. "Good morning you two, isn't it a wonderful morning?" She'd slept well last night and felt great this morning.

Patricia was wearing a thin, almost see-through robe that was loosely tied around her waist and nearly coming open. Both men gave her an appreciative look then looked at each other and smiled.

"So I ask again," Patricia said, don't have a problem with what?"

Michael got up from the table and intercepted his wife as she was reaching for a coffee mug. He turned her around, embraced her, and kissed her full on the mouth. He turned and gave a jerk of his head to Jacob who got up from the table and moved over to his mother and father.

Michael stepped back and Jacob stepped in to embrace his startled mother and give her a kiss full on the mouth, too.

While his wife and son were kissing, Michael leaned in to kiss her ear. "Jacob and I don't have a problem with have a threesome with you, love, that's all," he told her softly.

Patricia's body shivered with delight, the delight of kissing her son openly in front of her husband, the delight of her husband's nuzzling lips on her ear and his voice, low, slightly rumbling as he talked, and the delight of realizing that her newly found fantasy of making love to both her husband and son at the same time, double penetration, was going to come true. Her nipples got hard and her pussy got wet.

Patricia kept one arm around her son and put the other one around her husband. She pulled her lips from her son's mouth then turned to her husband and gave him a big kiss, their tongues sliding all around each other. Then she broke the kiss with her husband and turned back to her son who was ready and waiting for her. Their lips molded together and their tongues dance around each other deliciously.

Both father and son now had fully erect cocks. They were both now totally turned on to what they were going to do. Michael undid the sash of his wife's robe and let it fall open. He lightly stroked down her flat stomach, down to her pubic area. At the same time, Jacob reached up to caress and to massage his mother's left breast and then to pinch and tug on her nipple.

"I love you, Mom," Jacob said in a near whisper as his lips move lightly over hers.

A strong frission of pleasure shot through Patricia's body, and then again, as Michael's middle finger pressed down through her wet labia. At the same time, he brought his mouth to her ear again. He bit down on it just right and whispered, "We're going to fuck you, baby, both of us, at the same time, your husband and your son."

"Oh my God," Patricia cried out. Her arms tightened on both Michael and Jacob. Her body shuddered and her head fell forward and she was coming.

The two men looked at each other and grinned.

Patricia took three deep breaths. "Wow," she said. "What a wonderful good morning greeting from my men." Then she laughed, "You could at least let a girl get her first cup of coffee before ravishing her."

Michael and Jacob laughed and each took a turn giving her a quick kiss on the mouth.

"Go ahead, sit down, Mom," Jacob said. "I'll get your coffee for you.

Jacob served his mother then refreshed his and his father's cups before sitting down. They all traded glances and grinned, then sipped their coffee.

Patricia slid her hand over the table. It was made of planks taken from an old barn. It was oblong and very sturdy with solid legs under each rounded corner. She had a thought; something she'd said to Jacob last Tuesday triggered the thought.

"Okay boys," she paused. "I hope you big handsome men don't mind me calling you boys," she said with a little giggle. She was feeling giddy. Both Michael and Jacob shook their heads, no, they didn't mind.

"Okay then, "Patricia continued, "I just had a thought and we have pretty much all day to do, well, whatever we want. But right now, I think we are not going to concern ourselves with breakfast, okay?"

Father and son nodded their ascent.

"Last Tuesday, Michael," she started again, "I deep-throated Jacob right here in the kitchen. Of course, he wasn't completely hard so his cock could bend and go down my throat. He got very hard very quickly after that and I told him I couldn't do it again unless I got on this table," Patricia patted the table top, "on my back and hung my head over the end of it, or side of it. It will work better side-to-side for what I have in mind."

Patricia looked at her son. "That's how I deep-throat your dad's cock when it's fully hard, in the bedroom, by hanging my head over the side of the bed."

Michael nodded his head. "Yep, that's what we do, son. And I want to tell you, it's really pretty amazing to see her throat bulging out as I go balls-deep into her mouth."

"Jesus," Jacob exclaimed and reached under the table to squeeze his hard cock.

"Oh poor baby," Patricia said with a smirk. "Is your pee-pee all infected and swollen up and you need me to suck the poison out?"

Michael choked and nearly spit out the sip of coffee he'd just taken and started laughing.

Jacob and Patricia both laughed, too. Then Patricia spoke. "I want to lay across this table and deep-throat you, Jacob," then she turned to look at her husband, "and then I want you to lick my pussy while I'm doing that. I would love to have you fucking me at the same time but the table is too wide."

"Well," Jacob said, "you could lie diagonally across one corner then you could take my cock in your mouth while Dad fucks you." That he could say that to his father and mother was amazing and exciting. He loved the fact that everything was out in the open now and that they were all going to have sex together. His cock was completely hard and ready for it.

Patricia grinned. "Excellent idea, Jacob," she said, "but first, after I finish my coffee, I'm going to take a shower. You guys might want to also."

Several minutes later Patricia and her two lovers were all back in the kitchen. They had, of course, not bothered to put on any clothes after their showers and Patricia could plainly see that both of her lovers were up for the task ahead. Both men assessed each other and realized there wasn't going to be any penis envy as to size since they both had nearly identically big cocks.

Patricia sat her ass down on the cleared off table then lay back across it diagonally as Jacob had suggested. One shoulder was off the edge but most of her body and her hips were comfortably supported. She let her head hang down over the edge. Jacob stepped up close to his mother and she reached back to place her hands on his hips. Michael adjusted her torso a bit and held her legs up by the backs of her knees.

Patricia could see some pre-cum oozing out of her son's cock. With her right hand, she grabbed Jacob's hard cock and brought the head of it to her mouth. Her tongue reached out and licked up the pre-cum, making Jacob shudder with pleasure, and then shudder again as he watched his mother place the head of his cock in her mouth and suck on it.

Michael's cock gave a big twitch. Watching his wife taking their son's cock into her mouth, seeing this sexual act between the two people he loved the most, made his cock harder than it had ever been before. He rubbed the swollen head of his cock through his wife's wet pussy lips and heard her moan with pleasure. Michael and Jacob exchanged grins.

Patricia's heart was beating hard. Her fantasy was going to come true. This was but a prelude to the real sexual act she wanted to perform with her husband and her son. But it was a wonderful prelude and she knew she was going to enjoy it as much, if not more, than either of them. Her body shuddered with anticipation as Michael dredged his swollen cockhead through her dripping wet labia again.

Patricia pulled on Jacob's cock. He inched forward and watched his cock slowly disappear into his mother's mouth and into her throat making it bulge like his father had said. Then she took her hand off of his cock and placed it back on his hip and Jacob began fucking his mother's throat, feeling almost dizzy at what he was doing. He made sure to allow her to breathe, of course, but he kept fucking her throat with long, slow strokes going deep in her mouth, with his balls pressing up against her nose, before pulling back. He was fascinated at seeing her throat fill up with his thick cock then relax as he pulled back. It felt so wonderful and the fact that not only was he throat-fucking a woman for the first time, but that the woman was his mother, had him so excited that he knew it wouldn't take him long to come.

When Michael saw his wife taking their son's cock all the way into her mouth and throat, he shoved his cock all the way into her pussy.

Patricia, with mouth and throat full of her son's cock, moaned at the delightful feeling of her husband's big cock filling her pussy and beginning to fuck it. She was ecstatic with joy and pleasure. Having oral sex with her son and vaginal sex with her husband at the same time was so socially unacceptable but so delightfully exciting.And then there was the thought, the sure knowledge, that she was going to be in a DP sandwich with her two lovers, Patricia moaned again. What she was doing now, she knew, was double penetration also and while she truly enjoyed doing this, it wasn't the double penetration that she really wanted, vaginal and anal sex, but that would come later. They had all day to fuck and suck and try different things.

Michael held out his fist to his son and Jacob grinned and bumped it with his own. He was torn between watching himself fucking his mother's mouth and watching his father fucking her pussy. It was all too exciting and he knew this was just the beginning. There would be much more sex in the hours ahead. And then he was coming.

"Oh Mom, Mom, Mom," Jacob cried out as his cock began shooting his thick cum down her throat."

Patricia had just enough time to take in a deep breath before pulling her son by the hips so that his cock was fully and deeply through her throat and into her esophagus as he came. She could feel his cock spasm several times as it ejaculated and she thrilled to that feeling as she had many times before with her husband. Only this time it was even more thrilling because this was her son who was emptying his balls clear through her throat and directly into the tube that emptied into her stomach.

Michael, too, was super excited by what was happening and when his son began coming, Michael began fucking his wife harder and faster and was soon groaning and grunting and gasping as he filled his wife's pussy with a big, hot load of his cum, all the while watching his son finish his orgasm and slowly pulling his cock, still hard, from Patricia's throat and mouth, covered with her thick saliva.

"Jesus H. Christ," Michael finally exclaimed as his body shuddered with intense pleasure.

Once Jacob's cock was out of her mouth, Patricia shifted a bit to get her body more fully on the table. Jacob fetched a dish towel and wiped off the thick saliva that his cock had pulled out of his mother's mouth and throat and had gotten onto her chin and cheek. He then wiped off his cock before bending down to give his mother a long and loving kiss.

Michael, realizing that Patricia hadn't had an orgasm, pulled his cock from her pussy then pulled a chair around to sit down before leaning in to begin licking and sucking his cum from her pussy.

"Ohhh, yes, Michael," Patricia gasped as she pulled her lips from her son's mouth.

Once Michael had licked up his cum, he began the delightful task of bringing his wife to orgasm with his mouth. He wondered if his action would shock his son or if Patricia had initiated him into this practice last Tuesday.

Jacob straightened up and watched his father eating his mother's pussy, knowing that he was eating his own cum from her pussy, and felt that good feeling in his cock as it began re-inflated to its full hardness. Already, he wondered, but then he realized that his mother must have taken the aphrodisiac and the pheromone she was giving off was affecting him as well as his father. He grinned then braced his body down over his mother on his forearms and kissed her again and again before moving his mouth down over her right breast to begin sucking and biting and tugging on her nipple with his teeth.

Patricia gasped and moaned with pleasure, both from what her husband's mouth was doing to her pussy and from what her son's mouth was doing to her tits, as he moved from one to the other. For the first time in her life she was having two men making love to her at the same time and they were the two men she loved the most. She thought she was the luckiest woman in the world.

"Unh! Unh! Ah! Yes, yes yes!" Patricia cried out and then she was grinding her pussy hard against her husband's mouth as the building orgasm took her and took her hard. Having sex with her husband and son together was so very taboo and so very exciting. Knowing that her son was seeing his father eating his mother's pussy was even more exciting.

At that moment, Patricia realized that she'd become a total pervert and nearly laughed out loud for the joy of it. She felt no shame or guilt, only a great sense of mental and physical pleasure from this wonderful sharing of sex with her son and husband.

Michael sat back in the chair and wipe off his lips and chin with the back of his hand. "Tasty as always, darling," he said.

Patricia chuckled, stretched mightily and sighed then she sat up and pushed herself off the table and onto her husband's lap, straddling his legs. She put her arms around his neck, placing her hands on the back of his head, and pulled him in for a long and affectionate kiss. "Mmm, yes, darling," she said when she broke the kiss, "your cum and my pussy juice is as tasty as ever," then she kissed him again.

When she pulled her lips away from Michael's this time, Patricia turned to Jacob. "Come here, baby. You need some loving from Mama, too."

Jacob grinned and stepped over to where his mother was sitting on his father's lap. His cock was about half hard by now.

Patricia stood up and maneuvered her leg over Michael's then she turned to embrace her son. She planted her lips on his and they traded several sweet kisses.

Michael was surprised to find that watching his wife and son, embracing naked and kissing, was sexually arousing. His cock was getting very hard very quickly. Then he realized that Patricia must have taken some of the sex drug and that her body, her breath, her saliva was producing that horny-making hormone.

"So, Patricia, did you take some more of that, that..."

"Aphrodite," she asked. "Yes I did. I didn't think I would need it for myself or, really, for either one of you. However, I didn't think it would hurt."

"Oh no," Michael grinned and looked down at his nearly fully hard cock. "And it hasn't hurt Jacob either," he said as he noticed his son's cock was nice and hard and standing up to attention.

Patricia giggled. "Stand up Mikey," she said.

"Mikey?" Jacob asked with a smile.

Patricia frowned at her son. "Yes, and I'm 'Pattycakes' and don't you dare laugh and this doesn't go outside this house, Jakey."

Jacob groaned. "No, not Jakey. I mean, Mikey, yes I can understand that and Pattycakes, well that's just real cute, but Jakey? Please no. And yes," he looked at his father who was now standing up, "Mikey," then he looked at his mother, "and Pattycakes," your pet names will never be uttered outside this house, or inside it if we have friends over."

"Good," Patricia said as she grabbed both her husband and her son by their erect cocks. "Now let's go to the bedroom where I can get my very first double penetration with you two beautiful hunks and your beautiful hard cocks." She started walking around the table still holding on to Michael and Jacob's cocks.

"Whoa! Whoa! Wait darling," Michael said. You lead. We will willingly follow you but you don't need to pull us along like dogs on a leash."

Patricia stopped and released their cocks. She turned to face her two men and felt an overwhelming sense of love mixed with a big dose of lust. She threw her arms around Michael's neck and pulled him down for a big wet kiss. "You're right of course," she said. Then she turned to Jacob and gave him an equally good kiss. She grinned and giggled and said, "I humbly apologize and hereby make my amends, dropping to her knees. She grabbed both cocks again but then slid her hot mouth over her husband's cock and sucked on it. Then she switched to her son's cock and did the same. She went from husband to son and son to husband, sucking and licking and stroking their cocks until they were as hard as they could be. Just like a porn video, Patricia thought, smiling to herself.
Patricia got to her feet. "Ooo!" she said, "nice big, hard cocks just the way I like them." She gave her husband and son an impish smile then turned to sashay down the hall towards the master bedroom, both men appreciating her lovely feminine figure, accentuating the sway of her hips as she went.

"Damn!" Michael said.

"My sentiments exactly," Jacob said.

As they started following Patricia to the bedroom Jacob paused, "So, I guess all this is really alright with you, yes?"

"We wouldn't be here now if it wasn't, Jacob," Michael replied. "Yes, it's very alright with me, Aphrodite or no Aphrodite. Your mother and I talked about this last week and, I admit, I wasn't completely sure, but after what we all did back there on the kitchen table, well, I don't have any more doubts.

"But let me ask you a question. It didn't shock you when I went down on your mother after I came in her pussy?"

Jacob laughed. "No, Dad. I did that to Mom last Tuesday, but I learned it from a girlfriend of mine. With the right woman and the right time, I'm happy to give them a clean up, so to speak."

"Are you guys coming or not?" Patricia's voice came to father and son from the bedroom.

"We're not coming yet, dear," Michael said, "but hopefully we all will be soon." Jacob grinned and let his father precede him through the bedroom doorway.

"Oh very funny, silly man," Patricia said, coming out of the bathroom. She had a couple of towels in one hand and the bottle of anal lubricant in the other. She threw the anal lube and one of the towels down on the bed and spread the other towel out in the middle of the bed.

Michael came up behind her as she straightened up. He pressed his body against hers, turned her away from the bed slightly and then, as he gently, but firmly, bit on her shoulder and neck, his hands captured her breasts and squeezed them.

Jacob knelt down in front of his mother and placed his hands on her hips then he began kissing and nibbling on her belly, working his way down to her pussy. There he hunched down a bit lower and lifted his face so that he could begin licking the sweetness that was between her tasty labia.

Patricia sighed and gasped. She reached one hand back to hold her husband's head against her neck where his mouth was doing wonderful things and sending chill bumps all down her left side. His thumbs and forefingers were tweaking her fully erect nipples, sending little jolts of pleasure through her body. With her other hand she reached down to the top of her son's head and entwined her fingers in his hair to hold his face tightly against her pussy while managing to open her thighs a bit, giving him more access for his tongue to lick her there.

Oh yes, Patricia thought, both of my men making love to me, how wonderful. And the thought of what was soon to come sent more thrills of excitement through her body.

Patricia's body shuddered with pleasure and then she shook herself. "Enough of that guys, we have other things to do." She was in a hurry now, to feel the cocks of both of her men penetrating her, filling her, stuffing her, fucking her, making her come.

Michael released his wife's breasts and gave her a kiss on the ear. "I love you darling," he said.

"Mmm, I love you, too, darling," Patricia said.

Jacob stood up and embraced his mother and kissed her on the mouth sweetly then pulled his lips away. "I love you, too, Mom," he said.

Patricia gave her son one quick kiss. "Yes, baby, and I love you, too."

Michael turned his wife to give her a kiss on the mouth and then Jacob kissed her again. For the next several moments the two men took turns kissing their woman and she loved every bit of it. Patricia's hands were on her husband and son's cocks, squeezing them and stroking then, keeping them fully hard with all the surface veins bulging with blood and their cock heads full and swollen.

"I've given this some thought," Patricia said, "about you two making love to me at the same time. You can't be shy. I mean you will have to touch each other; at least parts of your bodies will have to touch each other. I hope that won't be a problem."

Michael and Jacob looked at each other. Michael grinned, "I guess that won't make us gay." He said. Jacob laughed and nodded.

"Stop it," Patricia said, but she was smiling.

"No dear, to answer your question," Michael said, "that's not going to be a problem. Now, I would like to be on the bottom with my cock in your pussy so I can look at your face while our son, to be crude, fucks you in the ass. And that way I can kiss you, too. I want to kiss you while Jacob and I fuck you. Later, of course, if you're up to it, we can change positions and do it again."

"That sounds like a plan," Patricia said, smiling. She was thrilled that her husband and son were so into this.

Michael lay down on the bed and Patricia straddled her husband's hips. She raised up a bit to position his hard cock at the opening of her vagina which, by now, was very wet then she lowered her pussy all the way down on it. Her body shuddered with delight, as usual, at the feeling of stuffing her pussy full with her husband's thick cock. She sucked in some air then breathed it out in a big sigh.

Patricia raised and lowered her pussy on Michael's hard shaft a couple of time before leaning forward to kiss him on the mouth. "This is going to be wonderful, my love," she said.

"Yes it is, darling," Michael said.

Jacob got in position behind his mother, terribly excited over what was about to happen. He saw how wet his father's cock was from his mother's vaginal lubrication. Picking up the bottle of lube, he flipped the cap open and squeezed some out on his mother's exposed anus then some on his cock. He closed the cap and tossed the bottle to one side before spreading the lube all over his cock, from top to bottom. Then he smeared the lube he'd squeezed out on his mother's ass around a bit before slipping one slick finger gently through her anal sphincter. He fucked it a bit then slipped in a second finger and, after fucking her asshole with two fingers, he slid in a third finger.

After he had stretched and fucked his mother's asshole with three fingers, Jacob pulled them out and grabbed his cock by the base and pressed his well-lubed cock head against his mother's well-lubed anus. "Are you ready, Mom?" he asked.

"Yes, baby, I'm ready," Patricia said. She was all but shivering with excitement at finally having two men for double penetration sex and the two men she loved most in the world at that.

Jacob, still holding his cock at the base, gently pressed forward and with great excitement watched as the head of his cock forced his mother's anal sphincter open, stretching it wide as it slid into her rectum. He stopped then, waiting for his mother's asshole to adjust again to a big intruder in her butt.

"Okay," Patricia said.

Michael had watched the excitement in his wife's face as this was happening. He saw the concentration on it as her asshole was first breached and then the relaxation as she told their son, "Okay." He could feel the pressure of his son's cock head in his wife's ass against his cock which was fully inserted in her pussy. All of this made him super excited. And then, as his son shoved his whole cock into his wife's ass, he could feel it rubbing against his, pressing against his through the thin membrane that separated her ass from her pussy.

What a unique feeling, he thought. Even though he had felt much the same when Patricia and he used had used a dildo and his cock for double penetration before, the fact that this was a real cock and the fact that it was his son's cock made it all the more thrilling. Michael wasn't gay, but there was definitely a special sexual element to feeling his son's cock rubbing and pressing against his as they both began fucking her.

"Oh my God!" Patricia all but shouted. She was doing it. They were doing it. She was being double penetrated by her husband and son. She was being fucked at the same time by her loving, wonderful men and their big, delightful cocks. "Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh guys! Oh fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried out and then she was coming. It was an unbelievably intense, body-shaking, gasping, panting, long-lasting orgasm. One that was so strong she felt at one point that she might pass out.

Michael and Jacob stopped fucking Patricia as her orgasm played out. They looked at each other in surprise then gave each other big grins. Wow! Jacob mouthed to his father and Michael nodded back.

Patricia gasped and raised her head off of Michael's chest. "Oh my God, that was the best ever. For a moment there I thought I was going to black out. Wow!"

Then she grinned. "You two, you wonderful beautiful men, God how I love you." She gave Michael a big wet kiss. When she broke the kiss she turned her head to talk to Jacob. I'd give you a big kiss, too, baby, but I don't want you to take your cock out of my ass." She turned back to her husband. "Well let's go guys, we're not done yet." With that she nestled her forehead into her husband's shoulder next to his neck and raised her hips a little to give him room to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy.

And thrust he did, as well as Jacob, in her ass. In very short order Patricia was moaning and wailing, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Yes! Yes! Oh yes!" Michael and Jacob were really getting into it now, giving her long, hard, fast strokes. At first they were in sync, going in and out at the same time, but after a while Jacob's cock was pulling back through his mother ass as his father's cock was thrusting into her pussy. And Patricia loved every fucking inch of her husband and son's big cocks as they continued fucking her. Jacob and Michael, of course, were also getting considerable pleasure from what they were doing.

Jacob decided he wanted to see his cock fucking his mother's ass again and pushed himself upright on his knees. He held on to her hips and watched with delight as his thick cock sluiced in and out of her tightly stretched asshole. After that it didn't take long to bring him to orgasm.

"Ah! Ahhh! Yessss! Oh Mom, Mom, I'm going to come!" Jacob cried out.

"Yes, baby, yes, come in my ass. I want to feel you come in my ass," Patricia answered excitedly. Michael had come in her ass many times. Jacob had done so last Tuesday. But now Jacob was going to come in her ass while her husband was still fucking her pussy. How totally amazing this all was she thought.

And then Jacob was coming, slamming his cock hard and deep into his mother's ass, making her grunt from the force of it as he grunted and panted and shot a big load of his hot, thick semen deep up inside his mother's rectum.

"Oh fuck me, fuck me!" Patricia shouted through clenched teeth as the excitement of what they were doing pushed her over into a second wonderful orgasm.

Mother and son were panting and their bodies were pulsing with pleasure for the few beautiful seconds that it takes for a good orgasm to fade. Jacob heaved a big sigh. He was dripping with sweat. He could see a light sheen of sweat on his mother's back. He looked at his father, who had stopped fucking Patricia when he realized both she and Jacob were coming, and grinned. Michael grinned back at him.

Jacob pulled his half-hard cock out of his mother's ass with a wet sound. He grabbed the towel and wiped his cock off then blotted up some of his cum that was leaking out of her ass.

"We're going to turn over here, Jacob," Michael said.

Jacob moved back and to the side then lay down on his side to watch his mother and father maneuver around until she was on her back with Michael over her, his cock still in her pussy.

Michael kissed his wife sweetly. "I guess we can assume you liked that, eh?" he said with a grin.

Patricia laughed. "Oh yeah," she said, and then, "Oh baby!" as Michael started fucking her again.

Jacob got enjoyment watching his mother and father fucking right in front of him. His father braced his body up on his knees and elbows. His mother grabbed her legs behind the knees and pulled them up and wide open. Jacob had a great view of his father's thick cock slamming in and out of his mother's pussy. It turned him on and his cock began to get hard again.

"Oh yes! Michael! Michael! You're doing it!" Patricia cried out. Her husband's cock was flashing in and out of her very wet pussy and it felt so damned good.

"Ah, yes, yes!" Michael grunted as his cock erupted and filled his wife's pussy with his cum in pulse after pulse of great pleasure.

As he was panting and grunting and moaning, Patricia had flung her arms around his neck, pulling him down to top of her and her legs had gone around his waist and she was thrusting her cunt hard up against Michael's still thrusting cock as she came once again. Her legs were quivering and her body shuddering and she was making little mewling sounds of wonderful gratifying pleasure.

And then it was over and Michael and Patricia were still except for their panting, heaving chests.

"Wow!" Jacob exclaimed. "That was totally hot!" His cock was hard again.

Both Patricia and Michael laughed and Michael rolled off of his wife to her other side. He held his torso up with his elbows. "Watching your parents fuck was a turn on for you?"

"A major turn on," Jacob responded.

"Well, I hate to be a wet blanket," Patricia said, looking at her son's hard cock, "but after all this sex, I'm ravenous and ready for breakfast and I'm not going to cook. So let's all get cleaned up and dressed and go out to eat. Then we can come back and do this again, only Michael can take my ass and you, dear boy can have my pussy. Just make sure to really clean your cock off in the shower, okay? And then we'll have the rest of the day to do whatever comes to mind."

"That sounds like a plan," Michael said. Jacob agreed.

The End
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