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[JEMMA]

Originally Posted by Mexico1986

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[JEMMA]

"Well Bethany. Should I give him another chance or not?" Ellie asked, tapping her foot impatiently. 

Bethany realized she had tuned out the last minute of Ellie's screed entirely. 

"Uh, I don't know," Bethany said. "Remind me, what's your boyfriend's name again?" 

"Jon! Aren't you paying attention? Also, he isn't my boyfriend anymore. Well he might be. I don't know!" 

God help me, I do not have the patience for this, Bethany thought. She stepped to the side and snagged a slice of cheese pizza from a tray, doing her best to avoid Ellie's judgmental glare. In terms of priorities, Ellie's haphazard love life was about as low on Bethany's personal totem pole as possible, but she knew ignoring her friend completely wouldn't be an option. 



"He hasn't tried to hurt you or anything, right?" Bethany asked. 

"Not physically, no. He just wants to have sex with me. I don't want to have sex yet. I'm not ready for that. But I do like him. He's a real sweetie pie. But he was so different last night. He was cold and a bit of a jerk. But today he was much nicer. I don't know. Should I give up my virginity for him, Bethany?" 

Bethany was not proud of what she did next, but it was the only response she could manage given that question. She laughed in Ellie's face. 

"Jesus Ellie, what a question. I can't tell you that. Probably not? He seems like a bit of an asshole to me."

Ellie frowned in such a way that her cute button nose scrunched up, making her look like an angry bat. This just made Bethany want to laugh harder. The exhaustion was really making her go loony.

"So, you don't like him? I wish you had told me that earlier! Should I cancel tonight?" 

Bethany could not take much more of this. Her roommate was going off the deep end, the school was descending into parasite-induced madness, and this crazy girl wanted to talk about her boyfriend of exactly one week. 

"You can do whatever you want, Ellie. You're a grown woman. He seemed like a bit of a dick last night and he dumped you because you wouldn't put out. Maybe I'm wrong, though. I guess it can't hurt to talk to him." 

Ellie huffed. 

"Great, I'm sorry that I'm so annoying to you. You're my best friend here, I just thought you might care about me!" 

Great Bethany, you couldn't just keep your big mouth shut and nod along? Now you've got a fire to put out. 

"I'm sorry Ellie. I shouldn't have reacted like that." 

"It's fine. I'm sorry I annoyed you," Ellie said. 

The girl stomped off, her cloud of curly blonde hair bouncing up and down as she went. Then, without warning, she spun around, impotent rage splashed across her face. 

"I'm going to get back together with him just to spite you. I think you're a bad judge of character!" 

With that, Ellie disappeared into the crowd. 

"That's not what I -- oh bother," Bethany said. 

There was a tap on Bethany's shoulder. She turned around and saw Melissa standing behind her. The girl was looking down at the floor, her plate still sparse. 

"I'm ready," she said. 

Suddenly, Bethany missed Ellie and her drama. Melissa was far too quiet. 

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Dinner passed uneventfully. The women chatted idly about what to do moving forward, but mostly they avoided talking about the crisis at hand. It was clear to Jessie that everyone was getting tired of the subject. She could see the marks of exhaustion on all their faces - even Pierce. 

Finally, it came time for dinner to end and the eight of them walked outside. Professor Pierce shuffled through her purse for her car keys and bid them all farewell. 

"Wait a minute," Jessie said. 

The professor looked back at her with thinly veiled annoyance. Jessie did her best to ignore this. 

"You shouldn't go to your car alone. You're asking to get turned." 

"It's a short walk to the staff parking lot from here. I doubt it'll be a problem," Pierce answered. 

Jessie readied herself for another fight, but luckily, Molly, the professor's student assistant spoke up. 

"No, professor, I think she's right. Let's say this is happening the way they say it is." 

Why is this so fucking hard to believe? Jessie could not wrap her head around what they were missing. 

"If there are girls on campus targeting other women and implanting these things in them, you could be in danger. I'll walk with you. It'll give us some time to discuss next steps, anyways."

"Fine. But I still think you all are being way too jumpy about this." 

Molly and the professor began to walk off when Jessie thought of something. 

"Wait a minute. What are you going to do when the professor drives off? You'll be alone."

Molly and the professor looked at each other, neither having considered this. 

"I'll come along," Jessie offered. 

Professor Pierce grimaced, but Molly did not notice. 

"I wouldn't have thought of that. I appreciate that," she said. 

Jessie turned to face the rest of the group. 

"I'll meet the rest of you back at the dorms, sound good?" The rest of them nodded. 

Jessie walked triumphantly towards the professor and her assistant. She loved the look on Pierce's face. You better get used to me, lady. I'm not going anywhere. 



Bethany walked along the path with her friends, beginning to feel a sickening weight in her stomach. Of all the things in the world for her to worry about now, Ellie was first and foremost on her mind. Had she been too dismissive?

Also, was it a good idea to let Ellie wander campus in search of this Jon loser with the infected girls spreading like wildfire? Of course not. 

Of course, with all this going on, Bethany's phone was dead. There was no way to contact Ellie besides visiting her dorm, and that would require splitting up the group even more. Bethany did not want to do that. 

She looked off at the sun setting over the river and felt a chill. The future's uncertain and the end is always near. Those were lyrics to a song from The Doors, right? They seemed to fit her present moment perfectly. 



Just calm down and get back to the dorm as fast as possible. Get your phone charged and text her. That's all you can do right now, Bethany. 

Bethany felt a tap on her shoulder and looked up to see Haley Lewis giving her a concerned look. 

"You okay, Beth?" 

Bethany nodded. A simple lie. She was not okay, but who was in this bunch? They had all been through hell, especially Melissa. None of them wanted to hear about this drama bullcrap. 

"Is it about your friend? The blonde one?" Haley asked. The girl reddened slightly and added, "I saw you talking to her. Sorry, I hope I'm not intruding." 

Huh, I guess this was all more obvious than I thought. 

"Yeah, she's having relationship problems right now. She got dumped and now the guy wants to get back together, and she wants to meet up with him. It's a big mess." 

Haley giggled a little. 

"Sounds like it." 

"I'm sorry," Bethany said. "I'm sure you don't want to hear about this stuff. We have bigger problems." 

Haley shook her head. 

"Don't apologize! It's nice to hear about something normal after two days of crazy." 

"Yeah, I guess you're right. So, did you see the whole thing go down? She kind of stomped off on me." 

"No, I just saw her talking to you in the cafeteria. I didn't stop to look for too long. I've seen you guys talk before though." 

Sometimes Bethany wondered about Haley. The girl seemed to be a little too on the mark about things at times. 

"You're pretty good at guessing," Bethany said. 

Haley shrugged and smiled. 

"It's one of my many talents." 

"You're an interesting one, Haley Lewis," Bethany said, relishing having a normal human conversation for the first time in days.

Still, Ellie would not leave her mind. She desperately wanted to be home. 

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As the three of them reached the parking lot, Jessie heard a man's voice call out to them from behind. Jessie remembered the night before, when their ragtag band had been attacked by that psycho dude and froze. 

The man rushed over to them and pulled Molly into a tight hug. He did not look like the guy from the night before, but Jessie's memory of the event was fuzzy. 

"I've been looking all over for the two of you!" the man said. 

Professor Pierce went a little pale. 

"The two of us?"

The man gave the professor a nervous glance but said nothing. 

"What have you guys been up to? I tried to find you at the lab, but you had already left. Sarah said you guys were going for food, but I guess I missed you there too." 

Molly shrugged. 

"It's been a bit of a hectic day. I'm sorry. I should have texted." 

"No worries, babe! Hey, any update on those samples?"

Oh great, this doofus knows too. Jessie knew it was only so long before the secret got out. Still, the more people that knew about what was sitting in Pierce's lab, the bigger potential target they had on their backs. 

Then Molly did something that surprised Jessie. 

"Nope! No update. We put them in a closet, so they don't get messed with. We'll see what happens." 

Professor Pierce raised an eyebrow and gave Molly a hard glance but said nothing. Jessie watched it all from the sidelines, unsure of what to make of any of it. 

"Oh well," the man said. "Maybe by tomorrow we'll see some activity." 

"Yup!" Molly answered. 

"I'm going to go," Professor Pierce said, unlocking her car and stepping into the driver's seat. 

The man gave the professor a quick nod but didn't say anything else. 

"Hey, wait a minute," Jessie said. "Make sure you text Molly when you get on campus. Two of us will come meet you here." 

"Ugh, fine," the professor answered before starting her car and driving off. 

"Why do you need to meet Professor Pierce in the parking lot?" the man asked. 

Molly put her finger to the guy's lips and said, "don't worry about it, honey." 

"Alright, you guys are freaking me out a little," the man said. 

Jessie shook her head. 

"It's just some boring girl drama. Trust me, you would rather not know, dude." 

The man chuckled. 

"Alright, fair enough. I don't think we've met, by the way." 

Jessie stuck her hand out. 

"Jessie Vitelli." 



The man was wiry and slim, but his handshake was surprisingly strong. 

"Hunter Miller. Nice to meet you."



The three of them stood in awkward silence for a moment. Jessie could feel a layer of grime all over her body. Her whole body was run down with aches and pains pulling at her limbs like tangled marionette strings. Worse yet, she could sense danger lurking in every shadowy patch of woods and behind every car. Fear had a way of exhausting the brain, never letting you rest. Drink enough of that vile drink and you begin to shut down. 

"Let's get you home, Jessie," Molly said. 

Jessie cringed as the words came out of the girl's mouth. Just another oddity for this Hunter guy to pick up on. And pick up on it he did. 

"We're walking her home?" he asked. 

Jessie blurted out an explanation without thinking. 

"I'm trying to avoid my ex. If I'm alone, he'll try and corner me." 

"Say no more," Hunter said. "I'll tag along too. Strength in numbers, right?" 

Jessie nodded, trying to bite back her frustration. She had been hoping to get one-on-one time with Molly. She needed to suss out Pierce better. The lady didn't seem to be taking any of this seriously enough, but Molly had a better head on her shoulders. Plus, she was close with the professor. 

But nothing could ever go right. Jessie reflected that her life was becoming like a pair of earbuds in her pocket. Look away for a second and it gets tangled. Try to untangle them, and they only get tangled worse. 

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"Come on, Melissa, wake up!" 

Melissa recognized the voice immediately, but kept her eyes shut. Nothing good could come from listening to that voice. 

Then the touching began. 

Melissa felt a soft, dexterous hand slink up her belly before coming to rest on her right breast. The pressure on the tender flesh was uncomfortably pleasant. Melissa had never been touched that way by a man, so she had no reference to compare by, but she guessed that any future boyfriend would not be so gentle. 



"It's a trick," Melissa said. "You're not here." 

"Why don't you test that theory and open your eyes." 

Melissa did so despite herself. The redhead named Emily loomed over her on the bed. There was no one else in the room. 

Melissa gasped. 

"No. How?" 

Instead of answering, Emily swooped down and kissed Melissa on the lips. A rich, sweet taste like molasses filled Melissa's mouth as Emily's tongue began to explore. 

An animalistic heat wafted off the redhead. Melissa could feel the girl's body against her own. Large, perfectly shaped breasts brushed against Melissa's own, far more modest pair. The feeling of their chests touching was exquisite, filling the young woman with a deep, longing desire she never realized she possessed. 

"You like my body, don't you?" Emily said. 

"Get off of me!" Melissa squeaked. 

She knew Emily was right, and she hated it. 

"Come on, don't be that way, Melissa. Here, let me help you out." 

Before Melissa knew it, the redhead seized her hands and placed them on her luscious breasts. Melissa sat there, her hands sinking into the soft, lovely pillows, shock paralyzing her. 



"Doesn't that feel good? So intimate and close?" 

"No! Maybe. I don't know!" 

"It feels good to be touched by you, Melissa. I like you." 

Emily swooped down for another kiss, mashing her large breasts against Melissa's hands in the process. This time, Melissa was completely helpless. The molasses taste returned, punctuated by floral notes. Meanwhile, Emily's breasts were so pillowy and soft. Were all the infected girls so voluptuous? It must be nice. 

Before she knew it, Melissa was squeezing and jiggling Emily's perfect breasts like a horny, fourteen-year-old boy. Their kissing intensified and soon Emily was grinding her crotch against Melissa's. 



Melissa knew what came next. She was going to be infected. Would it really be so bad? To be beautiful and sensual? To have a sisterhood.

"Now you're getting it," Emily said. 

The redhead's eyes blazed with unnatural green light. Melissa allowed herself to be consumed by it. Her entire body relaxed, and, in that moment, she saw everything. She saw how easy it would be to give in when the time finally came. She saw how good it would feel to become like Emily. To have power and beauty and a magnetism that no ordinary human being could manage. To never be alone.

Melissa felt as her nether lips parted, allowing entrance to the engine of her rebirth. It was wet and hot and wonderful. 

Then Melissa's eyes flew open, this time for real, and she was back in a crowded dorm room with Bethany, Haley, Penny, and Eliza. There was nothing between her legs. No evidence of the rendezvous save for a sheen of sweat that covered her brow like a moist blanket carried over from the dream. 

But it was real. It felt realer than reality. A perfect moment with the clarity of a still mountain lake. 

Melissa looked over at her friends. They were pretty girls - each one carrying the potential to be a goddess. Melissa could feel that potential brimming inside of herself. What could she become if she gave in? 

Then a wave of shame washed over her as the last vestiges of the dream fell away. These were her friends; she was not going to betray them. Whatever Emily was it was unhealthy. Unnatural. Melissa knew she could not give in. It was a trick. 

Still, the desire lingered. 

"You okay, Mel?" Bethany asked, taking a moment to look up from her phone.

Melissa sat up and scratched her head, feeling a wave of dizziness hit her. 

"I'm fine. I just had a weird dream." 



Melissa stared at her friends and suddenly felt a day-long haze of depression shatter, replaced by a deep aching in her heart. She just wanted to be her old, cheerful self again. She could see by the looks in their eyes that her friends were all worried about her. She hated being a burden. 

"How are you guys?" She asked. "I'm sorry. I've been stuck inside myself all day. I haven't bothered to ask." 

"Yeah okay," Eliza snorted. "I think you get a pass on that one."

"We're all fine. Just waiting for Jessie to get back," Haley said with a soft, reassuring smile. 

"Right, Jessie," Melissa said, distantly. 

Things had moved so quickly in the last two days that she had not gotten a chance to process the new arrivals to their little group.

God, that girl Jessie must think I'm a total psycho based on how I've been acting, Melissa thought. She felt herself redden with embarrassment only to feel her shame replaced with a strange, yet deep joy. 

Being embarrassed was such a normal feeling. It was boring. Mundane. A white bread emotion. To have normal person concerns for just a moment was so deeply rejuvenating. Maybe she really could put this behind her. 

"Good luck with that," Emily Bloom's voice whispered in her mind. 

Melissa felt her heart sink and her blood run cold. There was a ball and chain attached to her ankle and she wasn't going anywhere. 

For several seconds, the group sat in silence. Then, Bethany ruptured that silence in the most uncharacteristic way possible. She took her phone and threw it across the room. 

"Goddamnit Ellie!" She cried. 

Everyone stared at the girl, their jaws hanging open. Melissa found an odd comfort in this too. It was nice having the attention on someone else for once.

"My friend is an idiot. I need to go," Bethany said. 

"What? You're kidding, right?" Eliza asked. 

The redhead stood up and tried to block the door with her scrawny, five-foot three body. Bethany, at six feet, was a whole head taller than the girl. The juxtaposition was almost laughable. 

"I'm not kidding. My friend is meeting up with some guy alone on campus. I'm going to provide cover just in case." 

"What do you mean, just in case?" Eliza asked. "What, do you think someone might try to turn her?" 

"Maybe. They tried to do that to Haley. Look, I just don't want her doing this alone. Besides, this guy is sketchy." 

Eliza crossed her arms over her chest and stood her ground. 

"So, you're going to put yourself at risk, in turn putting all of us at risk, for your idiot friend?" she said. 

"Fine, I'll go with a buddy," Bethany grumbled, trying to get around the redhead. 

"Oh great, so you'll put one of your friends at risk too. Great idea." 

Bethany ran her fingers through her hair and rolled her eyes. Her entire body was tense, making her look powerful and dangerous. Melissa had never noticed just how tall her roommate was until that moment. Bethany usually slouched, but she was standing tall now. 

A powerful tingle of attraction coursed through Melissa as she stared at the tall blonde. She tried to fight it back, but its presence was undeniable. Her encounter with the infected girls had ruptured something deep inside of Melissa and now all kinds of unpleasant thoughts were leaking out. 



"Listen, Eliza. I get that I'm being a hypocrite and being selfish, but I'm going. Got that? One of you can come with me. Hell, all of you can come with me. I don't care. I'm going, okay?" 

"I'll go!" Melissa said, the words leaping out of her mouth before she had a chance to think about them. 

"See," Bethany said. "I've got a buddy, it'll be fine." 

Eliza held her ground for another few seconds, but ultimately crumbled. She stalked off, muttering something about blondes and refusing to make eye contact with anyone. 

There was a knock at the door. Bethany stepped up, stared through the peephole, and then opened the door on Jessie. 

"Hey, did I miss anything?" She asked. 

"Someone's being a selfish idiot!" Eliza responded; her face almost as red as her hair. 

Bethany shook her head, clearly losing all semblance of patience. 

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"I'm going to help a friend. Melissa's coming with me."

Jessie held up a hand. 



"What? You're going out now? That's not a good idea." 

"Well I'm going and that's final. Okay?" Bethany said. 

Jessie walked over and grabbed the practice sword from the corner of the dorm room. She brushed a patch of caked dirt off the edge and returned to the front. 

"I'll go with you. Strength in numbers, right?" 

"I don't think that's necessary," Bethany said. "The more people with us, the more it's going to freak my friend out." 



"Would you rather not freak your friend out or not be turned? It's your choice." 

Bethany crumbled after a few seconds. Melissa could sense she was running on empty and this new crisis was only depleting her faster. 

"Fine, you can come along, but no one else." 

"Deal," Jessie answered. 

Haley and Penny said goodbye to them as they left the dorm room. Eliza said nothing. As the door slammed behind her, Melissa felt a sinking feeling deep in her bones. Something bad was going to happen and now her fate was sealed. 



Ellie Thomas stomped down the path, fuming about what happened at dinner. 

Bethany had her new friends. She didn't have time for boring old Ellie and all her problems. She was better than that. 

Ellie felt a fresh storm of tears looming on the horizon. She hated being so torn up about this. Hell, she was not even thinking about Jon at this point. Meeting up with him was a formality. 



When Ellie had found out last Spring that Bethany was going to Bailey college as well, she had been overjoyed. Having a close friend already on campus? It promised to be a blast!



Instead, it was a nightmare. Bethany found friends immediately. Meanwhile, Ellie had no one. She and her roommate hated each other. She could not connect with anyone in her classes. Jon was the only connection she had made and that was tenuous at best. 

Oh God, why am I such a loser? Ellie thought. No wonder Bethany wants nothing to do with me. 

Suddenly, Ellie looked up and saw Jon waiting for her on the bench by the memorial garden. Time had a way of moving quickly when you were mad, apparently. 

"Alright, I'm here. Let's talk," Ellie said. 

Jon stood up and smiled nervously. He looks humbled, Ellie thought to herself. That was good. Maybe they could start over. 

"I'm sorry, Ellie." 

Ellie felt her heart flutter. Maybe there was a chance for things to turn around. That was the one bright spot in her life now. 

"It's okay. I mean, it really hurt me, but I appreciate your apology." 

Jon winced a little and took a step back. 

"I'm really sorry," he said. 

Ellie laughed out loud and then immediately slapped her hand to her mouth to stop it. The boy looked like a kicked puppy! 

He must really know he's in the doghouse. 

"It's okay. I'm willing to move past it," Ellie said. "Just never pull that kind of crap again. Got it?" 

Jon shook his head. 

"This was a mistake. I'm really sorry." 

Ellie's heart turned to ice in her chest. Was he dumping her for good? Did he call her all the way out here just to leave her lonelier than before? 

Before Ellie got a chance to respond, she was grabbed from behind. She yelped only to have a strong hand cover her mouth, muffling her. 

"Just don't hurt her," Jon said to whoever was holding Ellie. 

"I'll do my best," a husky female voice said. 

Then there was a bright green flash. Ellie felt an overwhelming tingle radiate from between her legs before everything went blank. 



Melissa shivered as she stood next to the bench, feeling her spirits sink lower by the minute. Bethany was in a full-blown panic and Jessie was clearly losing her temper. 



"Ellie! Ellie where are you!" Bethany screeched. 

"For God's sake, she's not here. All you're doing is making us a big fucking target," Jessie snapped. 

Bethany ignored her and continued to shout. Her voice was getting hoarse, taking on a huskier tone that was dripping with sorrow. 

And here I am, right in the middle of this mess and as useless as ever, Melissa thought. Why had she come? Was it fresh air? Was it the futile desire to feel like a normal person again? 

Melissa couldn't tell. Her brain was a swirling cauldron of emotions. She couldn't ladle out the broth and find one clear ingredient. It was all mixed and muddled. 

"Why don't you give your friend a call. That way we don't get attacked and you save your vocal cords. Sound good?" Jessie said. 

"I've done that! She isn't answering me. Why don't you help me look for her instead of telling me to shut up?" 

Melissa felt so useless. She had hardly said a word since leaving the dorm. She was tired of being a helpless victim. 

"She probably just met up with this guy. Besides, you guys were fighting. Maybe she's still mad at you," Melissa said.

"Maybe," Bethany muttered. "Maybe I overreacted." 

Jessie shrugged. 

"Either way, she ain't here. Let's go home." 



Suddenly, Melissa felt hands on her shoulders and hot breath on her ear. Emily Bloom's soft, tantalizing voice spoke to her. 

"Actually, she's with us," the girl whispered. "But we didn't know how important she is to the tall one. Thank you for that." 

The presence of the infected girl faded away, leaving Melissa trembling in the cold. She was as pale as a ghost and her eyes bulged like she had just witnessed a gruesome battle. 

"Hey, are you okay?" Jessie asked. 

Bethany rushed over to Melissa and put her arm around her shoulder. 



"Mel, what is it?" 

"I-uh-um," Melissa couldn't find the right words. How could she possibly convey what was happening to her?



Suddenly, Bethany's phone chimed, indicating that she received a text. She broke away from Melissa in an instant and ripped the phone out of her pocket to have a look. When she opened the message, she let loose a sobbing gasp and clapped her open hand over her mouth. 



The phone screen displayed an image of a slender girl with short, curly blonde hair bound and gagged. She was being held by two women, one that Melissa recognized. Emily Bloom's eyes blazed with the same noxious green light as in Melissa's dream.

TBC

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NEW STORY

Cold Christmas

Roger walked into the cold house and wanted to scream. He and Mom deserved better than this, but nothing ever came their way and he was sick of it. They both worked full-time jobs and still couldn't afford the basics, like heat and Christmas was in 5 days. 

"Hey sweet heart, I'm in the living room," Roger's mom Beth called from the other room and he went to her. 

He walked in the living room and wondered what was going on. Mom was making a giant bed made in front of the fireplace and it was set up for two people. "Hey, what in the world are you doing?" he asked and hoped that Mom wasn't having a man over, but she hadn't dated in the last 10 years and this was a big surprise.

Mom wasn't a beauty queen, but to Roger, she was a knock out and he stayed hard for her. She was 5-foot-5 inches tall, weighed around 150 pounds and she had short coal-black hair. Her big, blue eyes could look at Roger and he'd be hard in a split second. Mom had large D cup breasts and her big nipples were easily seen through any of her blouses. Her tummy wasn't flat and it had some extra meat, but he loved it too. Her legs weren't long, her thighs were meaty, like her tummy and they molded into Mom's chunky ass perfectly. 



She stood up and Mom smiled with her puffy lips. "Hi baby, how was work?" Beth asked with love and could see his dark eyes were on her large, swaying breasts and she loved it. "The weather man said that a bad cold front is coming and it's going to drop below zero, all week long and if we stay in here, we should be fine," she said and walked to hug her son. 

Roger was medium height, black hair like his Mom's and a wonderful body. He worked in a warehouse loading trucks and it showed. He had big, thick arms and a manly chest. He may have been her son, but Beth still looked at him and very often, thought of him while she pleasured herself and never thought it was wrong. She wasn't fucking him, just thinking of him and Beth figured it was fine. 

He smiled as she stood and came towards him. He reached out and hugged her, but she jumped back and shivered. "No hugging until you get those cold clothes off!" she said and saw a shocked look on his face. "Keep your shorts on, but all the rest will have to go and then, we can snuggle in the bed with some hot chocolate and talk or does it bother you to be in bed with your old Mom?" Beth asked as she watched Roger taking off his coat and kicking off his shoes.

He didn't know what to say, but if she wanted to snuggle, it was fine with him and was more than willing to be close to his sexy Mom. "You're not old and I'd love to snuggle," he replied and saw that Mom was watching him unbutton his shirt. "What are you going wear?" he asked with a big smile and she blushed.

She heard him and wasn't sure if she should keep her small robe on or not. Beth knew that Roger loved being close to her and she loved it too. He was so handsome, so caring and he also had something very, very big in his pants. Roger had a massive, 9" cock that stayed hard day and night. Beth wasn't a pervert, but she truly enjoyed when he lay with her and was hard.

"I'll keep my robe and panties on, is that ok with you?" she asked with a submissive tone that Beth hadn't used in years and she chewed her lower lip. She loved Roger as a son, but over the last year or so, her love was growing deeper and she started having odd feelings towards him. 

He smiled, unzipped his jeans and could feel his cock growing hard. "I don't want you getting pissed-off at me if I um...well, you know," he said, slowly pushing his jeans down and it looked like Mom was going to cum in her panties. "What colour are your panties and are they hot?" Roger teased and Mom reached to slap his arm.

She heard him and her insides were burning. "None of my personal things are very sexy and as for the colour...I'm sure you'll see soon enough." Beth said with a soft tone in her voice and looked down to the front of his shorts. "It looks like he's excited about this, but he's always like that, isn't he?" she added with a hint of sex in her voice and gave him a lustful smile.



"Hey, I can't help the fact that he likes you and you are a very pretty woman, Mom." Roger smiled as he walked towards her in only his shorts and they looked like a small tent. "Now may I get a hug?" he asked as Mom eyes were on his stiff shaft and she moved into his arms.

"Oh Lord!" Beth moaned when Roger's massive cock pressed against her upper thigh, next to her excited pussy and she felt like screaming, but she held it in and slowly pulled away from him. "I know you stay hard, but please behave or we'll have to figure out a new sleeping plan, ok?" she said with one of those motherly tones and went to poke the fire. 

Roger felt like a dumb ass and he came close to fucking up a very nice thing. "Sorry Mom, but you are a pretty lady and I can't help it," he said as he moved beside his Mom and put his arm around her shoulders. 



"I think you're crazy, but I do love hearing you say things like that." Beth replied and peeked at his cock. "Just try and keep him under control," she added, returned his hug and smiled. "An 18 year old boy and you get hard for your old Mom. What am I going to do with you?" she said with a soft voice and Beth knew what she 'could' do, but it was against the law and she didn't want to fuck up their lives by doing something like that. 



Roger loved her so much, but incest was wrong and against the law. "I'll try and keep it down or away from you," he said and noticed that Mom's little, silk robe, had came open and he could see both of her breasts. 

She knew her robe came open, but it thrilled Beth when her son looked at her with such lust and need. "We'll talk about this and try to figure out why you get so hard when I'm around you." Beth said and knew they had to be very careful.



He just smiled and looked up into her pretty eyes. "I told you before, you're hot Mom and you um...turn me...um...on." Roger said with a teasing wink and gave her a playful slap on Mom's meaty ass.

His strong hand felt so good when it hit her ass and Beth's knees grew weak. "Ouch, you shit head! Slapping your mother's ass, you should be ashamed," she laughed and gave her chunky ass a little rub, thinking of him slapping it while she orgasmed around his long cock and how wonderful it would feel. 



He smiled and put a log on the fire. "You liked it just as much as I did and you know it." Roger said as he looked into her pretty eyes and he wanted her, mother or not.

"I'll never tell," she replied with a girlish giggle, thinking of him loving her lonely body and pleasing her needs. "Pour some water into our cups and we'll head under the covers." Beth added and couldn't help but noticing he was as hard as ever. She could see it pulsing with the beating of his heart and Beth wondered if she could do something so wrong, with her only son. 

Roger could see Mom looking at him and he was in turn, looking at her. He couldn't wait to feel her body against his and he hoped for the best. He knew Mom was just as lonely and as much as they loved each other, this would be natural. "Sounds good to me," he said, pouring the water and they moved to the bed. "Oh, I forgot to ask, how your day was?" he asked with interest as he watched Mom bend down and slip into bed. "Mmmm, pink is one of my favourite colours!" Roger said with a wide grin, as Mom's pink panties and chunky ass filled his eyes. 



"I thought you liked dark colours." Beth said as she thought about him looking at the black suit, black stockings and black panties, she wore to work every day and how hard she made Roger. 

He snuggled into the bed and lay on his stomach, hoping to keep his cock under control and away from Mom. "If you're talking about the suit you wear to work, hell yes I love that, but I love other colours too and with your dark completion, light colours look great on you, Mom." Roger said, turning on his side facing Mom and hoped his cock didn't stab her or get to close.

"I love when you look at me like that and say how pretty I am." Beth said, feeling like a young girl on her first date and close to being seduced. 

"You are very pretty Mom and I wish..."

She caressed Roger's face and had a good idea of what he would wish for, but Mom's and sons' didn't do those kinds of things. "What would you wish for or...should I even ask?" she said with a soft voice and Beth was on fire. 

He just smiled and moved closer to Mom, pushing his cock down and he leaned to kiss the side of her face. "I'd wish that for just one night, you could be my date and not my Mom." Roger said as he kissed her again, but this kiss was on the very side of her mouth and he felt her suck in a breath of air. 



Beth couldn't believe her ears, but her pussy loved the idea and his soft kiss, warmed her. "Wow, now that's one I've never heard before and kind of odd, don't you think," she asked, but deep down, Beth loved Roger's idea and her pussy was dripping. "You really need to make time and start going out more. You're a very handsome man and with what's in your pants," she said and felt her face getting red. "You'll have the ladies lining up for it and you." Beth added as she shifted closer to him and could feel the heat coming from his young body. 

"Mom!" 

"Well, it's true and you know it, Roger," she said looking into his eyes, wishing she could be with him and enjoy something so big.

"It is Mom, but...I love older women like...you and nothing is going to change my mind," he said with a soft voice, leaned towards her and Roger lightly kissed her again, wishing he had the nerve to tell her the truth. Just like before, Mom sucked in a small breath of air and she smiled.



His lips touched hers and she felt like exploding. "Well, I don't know what to say about that, but I think it's very sweet of you and I also think you're crazy." Beth replied, as she caressed his face, turned on her stomach and reached to sip her chocolate, knowing his eyes would be down the front of her robe.

Roger watched Mom's breasts swaying inside her robe and his cock was at full hardness in a second. "Nah, I just know a good thing when I see it," he replied, inching a little closer to Mom and at last, his hip was against hers and her skin was hot.



Beth was right about his eyes and her nipples began to grow. They were thick and when hard, they were the size of a Chap Stick top and she had very wide areola circles. "What's so good about me and um...why do you get so hard?" she asked, turning on her side to face him and waited for his reply. He turned to face her and Beth saw his cock lift the covers. 'Oh my fucking God!' she thought and couldn't look away from it. 

He had the smile when Mom saw his cock and the look on her face. "Well, when you dress for work...you look so business-like, so in charge, it's hot! Your black suits look awesome and there's one that's real short," he paused to reach down and shift himself, before his cock broke in half and Mom's eyes on his hand the entire time. "I can see more of your thighs, legs and those sexy...fucking stockings! Yum!" he growled and acted as if he was going to bite her. 

Beth leaned back and she laughed hard. "So, you like my 'feel sexy' skirt, huh? I like it too," she said, thinking of him looking at her body and just how hard Roger's cock would get. "I wear it when I'm um...how do I put this?" she laughed, knowing her face was red as hell and it felt like her nipples had grown so big, they were close to exploding. 

"Come on, spit it out, woman!" he teased with a laugh, reached over and gave Mom's ass a playful slap.

She jumped, but his hand felt wonderful and the stinging rushed straight to her pussy. "Ouch, that's two I owe you so, be ready!" Beth laughed and inched a little closer to him. "When I'm in a good mood or um...horny," she said, feeling the blood rushing to her face and turning it red again. 



He heard and already knew the days she would wear it. Mom would wear it after a good night snuggling on the sofa and few days after her 'monthly' thing. "I will be sure to remember that," he winked, reached to caress the side of Mom's face and Roger had to try something. He lightly ran his index finger over Mom's lips and she gave it a tiny kiss, plus a little grin.

Beth loved it when he caressed her so softly, but when Roger's finger ran over her lips, she wanted to suck it and she wanted to suck it hard. Roger didn't know this, but his Mom loved sucking things and he had what she loved to suck. "I bet you will," she purred, as they looked into each other's eyes and she wanted to crawl inside him. 

He smiled and Roger wanted to know more about her. "So Mom, since I answered your questions, can I ask you a few?" he asked like a kid that wanted a cookie before dinner. 

She smiled and wasn't sure about this, but he did tell her some things about what he liked and it was her turn. "Ok, ask away!" Beth said, moving closer to him and she could smell him now. 

Roger thought for a few seconds and he thought of something. "When we snuggle on the sofa...what do you enjoy the most about it?" he asked and couldn't wait to hear what Mom said. 

She smiled and took a deep breath in. "I like the closeness and your arms around me. I feel so safe when you hold me." Beth said with a low, innocent voice as she chewed her lower lip.

He caressed Mom's face and he inched closer to her. "If there was one thing that I could do to make it better...what would it be?" he asked, reached towards her face and her lips parted. Roger moved his fingers to Mom's lips and she kissed them. 

She kissed his fingers and quickly knew the answer to his question. "I like my back, shoulders and um...my neck kissed and nibbled on, but...don't get any ideas, buster!" she said and moved a little closer to her son's body. 

"I would never do anything like that, mother," he laughed and just like with her dress, he already knew that Mom loved to be nibbled on and now, he would have to give it a try.

"Yeah, right!" Beth laughed and looked deep into his eyes, seeing his love for her, but it could never be or happen. "Well, guess we should try going to sleep. 6 a.m. comes early," she said and saw a disappointed look on his face. "We have all week long, so relax and take things slow," she whispered, leaned over and Beth kissed Roger on the lips. She looked into his eyes as her lips pressed against his and Beth felt him flex his long cock. 



"Ok, Mom." Roger whispered back, as their lips stayed together and he had to flex his cock. "I love you," he added with that same whisper.

"I love you too." Beth whispered as she pulled away and turned on her other side, putting her back to him and she hoped he would snuggle against it. 

Roger watched Mom turn over and he carefully moved behind her. "Is it ok if I snuggle against you, Mom?" he asked with a soft voice, making sure his cock stayed away from her and it didn't touch her. 

"Mmmm, I'd love that, but um...what will you do with...him?"

"I'll do my best to keep him hid or something."

"You better or I'll make you move, do you understand?" Beth asked with her 'Mom' voice.

"Yes Mom, I understand." Roger said, as he held back a laugh and he slowly moved behind her, keeping his hips angled down and his cock away from Mom. He reached his right arm over her body, the same way they snuggled on the sofa at night and his hand rested on her tummy. He slid his left arm under Mom's side and it too, found her tummy. Roger felt her let out a low sigh as he gently hugged and he wanted to kiss her neck. "There's only one thing missing," he whispered in her ear and Mom pushed her ass to him. 

She heard him and pushed back, hoping he wouldn't get carried away. "Behave or I'll turn the other way." Beth purred as he turned and she sucked in a deep breath of air. His cock was harder than ever and it felt good pressed against her butt. 

He heard Mom and quickly turned. His cock was resting on her ass and it felt great. "Mmmm, I was talking about kissing your back, shoulders and neck, but this is much better!" he said and had to try something else. He pushed Mom's hair from the side of her neck, he ran his lips over her flesh and Roger lightly kissed her. Mom sucked in another breath of air and he had to smile. 

"Ahhh God, Roger," she moaned with lust, as he kissed her neck again and his right hand slid up her front, between her breasts and wrapped his fingers around her throat. He knew the other thing that excited her and his fingers felt wonderful on her neck. 

"Want me to stop?" he teased and Mom's hand grabbed his, she held it tight and wasn't letting go.

She heard him and quickly grabbed Roger's hand. "No...not yet." Beth moaned as he kissed her again and his left hand started doing something new. It was gently caressing her tummy and Beth felt it inching towards her old pair of panties. 

He held her tender neck with one hand, while his other hand was inching towards Mom's pussy and Roger flexed his cock on her meaty ass. She didn't pull away or scold him, but she did push back to him and Mom let out a soft moan. 

"Ohhh, baby...easy or..." 

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Roger's right hand covered her mouth, he shifted his hips, moving his cock-shaft into the deep crack of her ass and he flexed again. 

"Ohhh God, please don't baby, please." Beth moaned as her son held her and she realized something. Roger was a strong young man and if he wanted, he could very easily take and Beth would be totally helpless. "Oh baby, please...no...no," she whimpered as he held her tight and she was in heaven. 

Roger figured that he better stop and he knew that Mom could be his in a day, maybe two at the most. The poor thing felt like she was on fire. Mom's skin was hot to the touch and he could only imagine what the inside of her pussy would feel like. 

"I know Mom, relax and enjoy. I won't do anything more than this." Roger whispered, kissed her ear, then her neck and he flexed once again. Mom pushed back to him and the poor thing moaned louder than ever. "Doesn't this feel sooo good, Mom? I won't do anything else, unless...you tell me to, ok?" he whispered again, leaned down and he lightly bit the side of Mom's neck.

Beth couldn't talk or move; she just moaned and felt his hand sliding over the tops of her panties. "And um...where may I ask is that hand planning on going?" she panted and enjoyed his soft touch, hoping like hell she could stop this. 

"I'm helping you to relax and that is part of my treatment." Roger said with a laugh and moved his hand back up to Mom's tummy. 

"You didn't have to move it; I was just asking what you had planned." Beth smiled as he quickly moved his hand back down and on her panties. 



He continued to hold Mom close and other than kissing the back of her soft shoulders, Roger stopped everything else. He wanted this to happen, but he wanted Mom to want him, as badly as he wanted her and if that meant taking his time, so be it. 

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[Milkbag]

Thanks for the PCC material

[JEMMA]

He woke the next morning and Mom was completely against him, facing him. He could feel his cock against something very warm and Rodger looked down to see where it was. 'Oh shit!' he moaned to himself and fought the need to flex. His cock was between Mom's legs and on her pussy. 

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"Good morning, baby." Mom said with a lusty voice and she looked down too. "Does that thing ever go down or take a nap?" she teased and looked into his eyes. 



She laughed and loved the feel of his thick, manly cock on her most private place. The same place that Rodger came from eighteen years ago and Beth had a very good idea that he was trying go back inside her. "You need to find a lady to go out with and get you a good piece of ass." Beth said as she ran her fingers through his hair and Roger moved his right hand over her ass. He started caressing and gently pulling her hips to his, driving her crazy. His cock was sliding back and forth, teasing her pussy to no end and Beth had to stop this. 

Roger felt Mom pull back and he stopped pulling on her. "I get paid tonight, would you like to go out on a date?" he asked and wondered if Mom would catch on. 



She laughed and gave him a little slap. "I'd love to, but you'll still be in the same condition or worse." Beth said with a soft voice and put her lower lip out. "You should find someone that you can um...do it with and not waste your time with me." Beth said as she leaned forward and gently kissed her son. 

"I won't waste my time if I take you out and I don't care about um...you know."

"Why don't you go to the store, get something nice for dinner and we'll stay here. We'll have a better time and if you're a little good boy...Mommy just 'might' wear the skirt you like so much. How does that sound?" she asked and knew this was a bad thing to do. She moved her hips and rubbed his long, hard cock into her wet, folds of sex and Roger flexed. "Oh baby, oh my baby!" Beth cried out and hugged him with all of her might. 


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Roger was hurt, but Mom's plan sounded good and when she pushed to him, he flexed. "Oh shit, easy Mom! That thing is loaded and ready to go off at any second!" he laughed, grabbed her ass and he flexed harder, holding Mom's ass tight. 

Beth was helpless and at her son's mercy. "Oh shit, I hate to say this, but we need to stop this right now!" she moaned and eased away from him. 

"What a way to start the day!" he laughed and got up to build up the fire. "I'll have this going in a few minutes." Roger said as he turned to see that Mom was admiring his cock and he winked at her. 



"I could think of a better way, but..." she replied and made a sad face, wishing that Rodger could take her, but he couldn't and that was that. "I'm going to run and get my clothes, then put them next to the fire." Beth said as she jumped up and ran to her room. 

Roger thought of Mom's words and it would be nice to make love in the morning light, but she was his Mom and it would be wrong. "I could too," he said and loved the sight of Mom's big butt wiggling in her panties. 

She was back in few seconds and laid her clothes in a chair, next to the fire and she hugged Roger. "I'll be glad when it gets warm again," she moaned and felt his shaft against her stomach. "Are you cashing your check before you come home tonight?" Beth asked as she looked up and into his eyes.

"Yeah, do you need something?"

She smiled and had a nice idea. "Why don't we get something nice to cook and um...maybe a bottle of cheap wine." Beth said with an innocent look and she did want him to buy one more thing. "And, if you like, you could buy me a pair of panties," she paused to caress his back and tilt her head a little. "But, you pick them out and get the color you like." Beth smiled and she loved the look on his face. 

"I've never bought ladies panties before."

"Just pick out a pair you like, find my size and home you go."

"And, what size are you?"

She caressed his face again and Beth's insides were burning. "I wear a size eight," she replied with a soft voice and wondered what she'd be wearing or not wearing. 



"Cool and you said...any kind I liked right?"

"Yes, anything that you like, Roger." Beth smiled and could feel her face turning red. 'If you enjoy looking at me as much as you do, at least I can look better for you,' she thought and felt his long, thick shaft pulsing against her body and hated to leave his arms. 

"You'll look good in anything I buy, Mom."

Beth laughed, turned her back to Roger and slipped off her robe. "That's why mothers always love their son's! You'll say anything to keep us happy and snuggling with you," she smiled and after a few minutes of fighting, Beth managed to get her boobs into her bra and turned to him. "I bet you're enjoying this cold weather," she said as his eyes looked to her breasts and Roger's cock was pointing straight at her. 

"What?" he asked, turning to see her holding in a laugh and he walked to her. "I bet you like it too." Roger said, stopping an inch before it touched Mom's bare stomach and he saw her suck in air. 



"I may, but I'll never tell." Beth teased and quickly dressed for her job at the mall. "Why don't you come to the mall and we'll ride the bus home together, Roger?" she added and watched his face wrinkled up. 

"Let's live it up Mom and we can take a cab." 

"But it's over ten dollars and we may need the money," she said and knew that he was only doing it for her. 

"It will be fine and I should be there about five thirty or so," he stopped and a thought filled his mind. "They have nice stores at the mall for women, right?" he asked with a grin.

Beth heard him and smiled. "Baby, they have all kinds of nice stores, but you'll spend four times more than you should and I don't want you to waste your money on me or a pair of panties," she said and hugged him more, knowing that no other man would touch her like this again. 



"It's not a waste Mom and I think it's sexy. Your son, buying you panties and he's sure to see you in them."

"It is rather um...erotic, isn't it?" she whispered to him and Beth was lost in his cock against her body.

He hugged Mom and continued to flex it. "Yes it is and do I get to see you wearing them?" Roger asked as his hands circled her stomach and moved over her excited flesh. 

"Yes." Beth moaned.

"Can I touch them?" he asked as his hands slid up her front and found her bra.

"Maybe...yes," she moaned again and hugged him more, feeling his big hands over her bra and she hoped he would touch them. 

"Can I rub 'him' on them too?" he teased and ran his fingers over each bra cup, slowly circling her hardening nipples and feeling Mom's breathing increasing. 



She rested against Roger and knew she'd be lucky to resist him. "You should know the answer to that," she moaned, pulled away and had to finish dressing for work. 

Roger watched Mom finish and he was hard. "Damn, look at him now!" he laughed and enjoyed Mom's face turning red. 



"You're an evil boy! You shouldn't show such things to your mother, you know?" Beth said as they walked from the house and out into the cold. 




They all but ran to the bus stop and were just in time for Mom to catch her bus. "Why?" he yelled over the loud machine and watched her smile. 

She leaned into him and yelled in his ear. "You've made me a horny, little bitch now and I'll be dripping all day!" Beth giggled and ran into the warm bus, knowing he was hard as steel and she had gotten him back. 'Only one more, to go!' she laughed inside and was right, her pussy started dripping like a broken faucet and only one tool would fix it, her son's long and very hard tool. 



"Not when you're around."

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[soonbeehuat]

Damn, those boobies....

[JEMMA]

Roger sat on the bus and still could not believe his eyes. After being with the company for 2 years, he was being laid-off and they were not sure if he would ever come back. 'What the fuck are we going to do now?' he thought, trying to think of any place in town that might need a hard worker and he couldn't. 

He looked at his pay-stub and was glad that his friend Brian worked in the personnel office. Good ol' Brian got him two weeks of vacation pay and all two weeks of sick-time, but Roger knew it wouldn't last very long and they would be broke. 'I'm still looking for something nice for her and I don't care about spending money. If she's willing to let me play around like this, I'm going for it and I'll think of her as my...Christmas present!' Roger thought with a laugh and that was it. Mom was going to be his present this year and he couldn't wait. 

He looked up and out the window, when something caught his and he pulled the cord to get off. 'What the fuck is that?' he thought and moved to the closest door. The bus stopped, Roger jumped off and looked at the very, run down shop and the hand-painted sign above it. 

'Miss Rachael's Unique Christmas Gifts and Oddities'

Roger scratched his chin and tried to count how many times he'd rode by here in the last 2 years, but there was no way he could. 'I know this place wasn't here before...I don't think it was,' he thought and started reading a sign hanging by the street, but his eyes saw the two he needed and Roger's mind raced. 

Bath Sets

Talking Santa's 

Magical Dolls

Seduction Kits

"Cool!' he thought, fiuring it would all be a bunch of bull-shit and he'd be wasting his money, but somewhere in the back of his mind, a small voice was telling him to try the place. He pushed open the door and stepped in. 

His nose was rapidly filled with hundreds of different aromas and his eyes slowly adjusted to the very dimly lit room. Roger looked around and there were hundreds of small Santa dolls, old-fashioned toys and in the very back of the small store, he could see women's clothing and sexy lingerie. He could also tell that this person was into some kind of witchcraft or something close to it. There were pentagrams on every Santa and he saw a bunch of spell books for sale too. 



"Hello there young man, my name is, Miss Rachael and how may I assist you on this beautiful day?" A voice from behind him asked and Roger jumped. 

He looked at the woman and other that wearing a small pentagram around her neck, she seemed normal and on the hot side. She was about 5-foot-7-inches tall, around Mom's age and she had long, brown hair down her back. Her large breasts hid under a small, Christmas blouse and she wore a pair of very low-cut jeans, showing her sexy hips and a beautiful ass. 

Roger smiled at the woman and noticed her pretty, green eyes and they were mesmerizing. "Um...yeah, I was wondering about your seduction kits, but the woman I want to seduce, already loves me," he said, as he gazed into the woman's eyes and it was as if, they smiled at him.



She watched the young man and had a funny feel about this, but she would help him and only hope for the best. "Well now, the main thing is, if this person truly loves you, as you say," she said and turned to walk to the back of the room, feeling his dark eyes on his wiggling ass and she smiled. "I will explain how my seduction kits work," she added with a soft voice, walking behind the counter and she went on. 

He watched and listened with care. "Whatever you think." Roger smiled as she went on.

"A seduction kit is very easy and my most popular. There are many different kinds, but the most effective one," she stopped, slowly reached under the counter for a medium sized box and set it in front of Roger. "Are the ones you use, yourself," she said, watching his face wrinkle and laughed. "Oh don't worry, my kits are easy and they only consist of oils, candles, incense and a few other things that you pick out," she reached to pat his hand and smiled again.

A hint of fear rushed over him and a lump filled his throat. "Are you sure that it's easy? I'd hate poison her or worse!" Roger said with a shaky voice and he look to her for help.



She smiled bigger and laughed. "Oh no, if you use the kit wrong," she stopped to caress his hand and went on. "It will not work and that's all, nothing more," she added and as her hand slid away, she sensed that he wanted to seduce someone very, very close in blood.

"I wouldn't want to hurt her or do something bad."

She looked into his eyes and knew. This young boy, wanted to seduce his mother and nothing was going to stop him. "This woman you want to seduce...is she your...mother?"

His jaw hit the floor and Roger wanted to run out the door, but her eyes held him in place and he saw the woman smile. "Yes and how did you know that?" he asked as the woman started pulling things from the box.

"I know many things young man and I know a boy's love for his mother is a strong, caring and very intense. But is your father in the picture?"

"Hell no, he ran out on us 10 years ago!" he snapped and after all this time, Roger still hated him.

"Well then, let's get something put together for you and um...your mother!" she said with grin and a wink. "Does your mother enjoy taking baths and soaking? If so, what is her favorite flower?" Miss Rachael asked as she looked to his face and could see that that this loved his mother very, very much and would do anything for her. 

Roger thought for a second and knew. "Mom could sit in the tub for hours and she loves roses, but the good ones cost so much and I can only buy her those ugly, dollar kind," he said as she reached back into the box and pulled out a small bottle of oil. She slowly waved her right hand over it, whispered some words that Roger couldn't understand and he could suddenly smell roses. "Oh cool!" he said and took a deep breath in, enjoying the soft scent and he had a good feeling.

Miss Rachael smiled and reached into the box. "Does your lovely mother like her shoulders or feet rubbed?" she asked and when the young man smiled, Miss Rachael knew the answer and sat the bottle down. 

"She walks all over the mall and never gets a chance to sit down. I've rubbed Mom's feet and calves, but nothing more and sucks too. Mom has real strong legs from all the walking and they look even better in her black stockings!" he moaned as a vision of her filled his mind and Roger's cock jumped. 



She waved her left hand over the bottle and like before, he could smell more roses. "She is going to love this and so am I." Roger said as he looked on and did not want to miss anything she did. 

Miss Rachael smiled and looked to the boy again. "What is your mother's favourite fruit?" she asked with softness and waited for him to reply, wondering if the boy's mother was truly in love with her son or lost in her own lust. 

He didn't even have to think and he quickly answered. "She loves cherries and if she could, Mom would eat them day and night!" Roger said with a laugh and Miss Rachael smiled. 

"Very good! Cherries and their sweet juice can be added to a lot of different drinks and foods. What does your Mom...like to drink, before bed?" Miss Rachael asked, as she sensed he liked calling her Mom and not mother. 



He smiled again and quickly replied. "We've been drinking hot chocolate the last few nights and cherries in it, will taste wonderful!"

She smiled at him and nodded yes. "Well now, maybe with thinking like that...you may not have needed me after all and you could have taken her on your own." Miss Rachael smiled at him and knew the boy did not need her help. He did love his Mom very much and if she were a smart woman, she would make love with him and unlock an unbelievable world of pleasures. 

"I know all about her and what she likes, but I don't want to mess things up and have her hate me afterwards."

"This is very sensitive subject matter and it frightens most people. Incest is something that has been hidden away and kept quiet since man first walked the earth, but it does happen and more often than you may think." Miss Rachael paused to pull one last thing from the box. "If you've studied the bible, you'll know that it happened between a father and his...two daughters and the young ladies appeared to be very happy, while doing it to him!" Miss Rachael smiled and motioned to the clothing. 



"Yeah, I remember Sunday school and how they said that it was sooo bad, but the girl's I knew, said it was hot!" 

Miss Rachael just walked towards the lingerie and waited for Roger to join her. "These panties are very special and I think you'll like them." Miss Rachael said as she showed him a very pretty pair. "Look at the front of them and the little present," she added, rubbing her finger over the panties. "As your subject starts to give in and she's getting ready to surrender to you," she whispered and watched his eyes growing wide. "The present will slowly move down and rest over the place you so desire." Miss Rachael whispered and knew the young man was ready to pop. 

He looked at the present and hoped it would move over Mom's pussy. "This so cool, but will it really work or not?"



She shook her head at him and smiled. "Yes, it will work, if you take your time and move slowly. Don't rush her and start with only two of my things. Each night, for the next 4 nights, add one item to the list and your wish will come true," she smiled and started packing his things in a small box. 

"I love her so much and she is the only I live for."

"Take your time; use my things and your own skills of seduction. But, it must happen by midnight Christmas Eve or it was never meant to be. The magic I've given you will only last until then and no longer." 

Roger nodded his head and pulled out his wallet to pay her. "So, how much is this going to cost?" 

Miss Rachael looked at him and she knew he didn't have much money. "I will give you all these things for...a third of my normal price. I'm also giving you and your mother something very special," she added with a grin.

"What is it?"

Miss Rachael looked at him and hoped this wasn't a mistake. "I'm giving you and your Mom one wish for Christmas and if they are the same...it will come true, but you cannot talk about it or cheat in anyway. Do you understand, Roger?" she asked and loved the look on his face. 



"Yes," he replied and could not wait to try this on Mom. 

First night

5-Panties 

5-Bath oil

Night two.

4-Cherry drops for drink 

Night three

3-Special Candy

Night four

2-Incense

Night five

0-Rubbing cream

He tossed the cigarette into a bucket and walked inside the mall. Roger quickly scanned the beautiful atrium, looking for his sexy Mom and two arms grabbed him from behind. 



"Don't move kid or I'll be forced to subdue you," her sexy voice whispered into his ear and she twisted his arm behind his back. 

"Hey lady, what are you doing? Let me go, help, help!" he teased. "What are you doing?" Roger asked, trying not to laugh, as Mom pushed him a big Christmas display and she walked to him. 

Mom just smiled and walked towards him, making sure to put some 'extra' sway in her hips and pressed herself completely against him. "Did you like what I said this morning?" she asked with a big smile, put her arms around his neck and looked deep into his eyes. 

"I liked it a lot and I was hard all day." Roger said as he return Mom's hug and he flexed his cock on her stomach.

Beth felt him flex and couldn't help but moan. "Mmmm, you bad, bad boy, teasing me this way!" she laughed and her clit was throbbing again. "I've been so excited and wet, that I had to go in the ladies room and blow-dry my panties!" she laughed and covered her face, but Roger pulled her hands away and to her surprise, he kissed her and it wasn't a tiny kiss. It lasted for a good 2 minutes, maybe more and Beth was speechless. 

He had to laugh at Mom and Roger was ready to help her. He just hoped that the seduction kit he just spent fifty bucks on worked and Mom would become his lover. "So have I." Roger said as he reached under Mom's short skirt and he slowly caressed up the backs of her meaty thighs, enjoying her smooth, black stockings and her warm flesh against his fingers. 



"Ohhh my poor baby." Beth whispered as she pressed against him and could easily feel her son's need, but he was her son and it would be wrong. "Maybe our sharing the bed and playing around, wasn't such a good idea after all and we should stop."

"Yes it was Mom and I think we should keep it that way...forever."

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I am not reading your story, I am paying more attention to those lovely pics