Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Chapter 5
If possible, all of the color now left Heather's face, as she realized that we had company that had literally appeared before her very eyes. The others gasped quickly, too, but I kept screwing Mom, more than eager to experience her all over again. Hesitantly, Heather, Madeira, and Janine touched both my flesh and Mom's, scarcely believing that she was corporeal at all. Yet, when they felt her skin on theirs, felt the electricity and the power that rolled off Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, there was no denying that this was the source of my unique power ... my divine benefactress, my goddess, my mother.
"Girls, meet my mother. My true mother. Aphrodite, Goddess of Love. Yes, she's real, ladies. She's every bit as real as you and me. Yes, I'm humping my own mother, an immortal goddess. What do you make of that, my dears?" I introduced the women to Mom.
"Well, well, I hoped to get to see at least one of your parents, and considering that your father is no longer around, well, that left your stepmother, who I honestly didn't know that well. I knew that she wasn't your birth mom, of course. But, honestly, Phil, what the hell ... that's one hell of a shocker! Why didn't you tell me that you're the son of an immortal goddess?" Heather smiled as she watched me screw my own mother.
"For one thing, he didn't know until this morning and for another, who would have believed him? By the way, the timing was no accident. I had to mourn his father first. Incidentally, his father, Gino, and I ... never fully stopped our relationship. Our affair was sporadic and inconsistent, always whenever it struck my fancy, and that often happened whenever the wife, Tracy, had one of her infamous headaches. She thankfully didn't have them too often, so he wasn't deprived constantly, but whenever I sensed that she was neglecting or punishing him or whatever, I would show up and entice Gino to sleep with me.
"It always worked like a charm, of course. He never knew who I really was during the whole affair, but he knew that he could never resist me or my Kiss, as you can see. It wasn't swinging or anything like that, just an affair with a mostly happily married man who had a fairly typical wife and was a real classic Italian guy, charming, protective, and loyal without being faithful, a key distinction that precious few these days grasp. Sure, he fooled around a lot, but he was very kind and loving toward Tracy, even as he had lovers.
"I encouraged it, even assisted him in getting some booty, just as I encouraged his wife to stray several times, knowing that he would actually benefit from her improved attitude. She snapped less and always wanted more sex with him after she got some strange. The same was true for him, too, so I helped them both by giving them that push to cheat. Whoever got the crazy idea that to be a good spouse you had to deny and forsake all others was a real jerk, if you ask me. A happy, loving marriage requires nothing of the sort. You can have a dozen lovers and still be a great companion to your husband or wife.
"Oh, when I say that he never learned the truth, I meant except for the very end. His last, few dying breaths, his last moments of life, I appeared to him and whispered in his ear that he had been intimate with a goddess. He was really shocked by this development, especially when I climbed on board his cock and rode him for the last little fuck of his life. I'm afraid that I finished him off, but I knew that he wanted to go that way, right after cumming, so I ensured that he did so. Sure enough, no sooner did he cum then he flatlined and I got to witness his shade leave his body as the doctors pronounced his time of death.
"I'm afraid that what really killed him at the last was the cardiac arrest I gave him, but that brought him pleasure as well as pain and a distraction from his agony. I rather liked the send-off that I gave the old man. He was a sweetheart to the very end, not even trying to reproach me as he boarded the ferry across the Styx and I waved farewell and blew him a final kiss goodbye as he entered Hades. The man adored women, you know. He was a sweet, loving, caring, passionate man, and while homely as fuck, I always had a soft spot for him.
"To be honest, often ugly or plain men can be surprisingly great lovers. My husband, Hephaestus, for instance. We had our quarrels and have both decided to look the other way these days about affairs and infidelity and all that jazz. He's never going to be handsome, but he's sweet most of the time, he's passionate, he's vigorous, and he often fucks whatever lingering resentments he has out of his system, which is perfectly healthy in my book, which as Goddess of Love should matter, right? His other lovers have no complaints, either, lame or not," Aphrodite mused as she took me deeper into her lovely twat and rested her legs on my shoulders.
"It sounds as if Master should also seduce his stepmother, if you ask me. I think that she would enjoy it. I would love to see how she handled being at his mercy, too, under his thumb. She would find new pleasures that could not imagined, I think. I know that nothing makes me happier than serving Master. Yes, I call him nothing but Master these days. That's his name and title both, as far as I'm concerned. I belong to him and it pleases me greatly to service him and serve him in any way that he likes," Madeira confessed as Janine and she helped Heather select her final clothing purchases and try them on ... in public!
"Well, considering that Tracy is actually forty-five to Phil's thirty-eight, that would be logical enough. She's only seven years his senior, which must have been an interesting household situation, especially toward the end. And she also gave Gino a daughter, Phil's half-sister Gina, who is twenty-five now, believe it or not. Born when Tracy was twenty. Sweet, charming young woman, always seems a bit lonely, but other than that, she's a fine young lady. She often spends time with her mother for some company, if nothing else. Yes, I've kept some tabs on your family, Mister. Especially as I harbored fantasies of them someday being my in-laws," Heather admitted as she paid and the three ladies began fondling my ass.
"I'm gonna ... cum ... soon!" I warned Mom with a groan, making her tighten up on me and shout her climax at last.
I exploded inside Mom's divine pussy, making her laugh as she felt every drop of it go inside her lovely snatch.
"Mom, what's so funny?" I asked her, as she rose and kissed me very hard on the mouth with a lot of tongue.
"Well, I have a lot more control over my procreation than mortal women, so I made sure that I could conceive by you twice in the past 24 hours. In short ... I'm having twins and you're the father of them both, you hot, motherfucking stud! Remember, no bad genes, nothing to worry about there. I'm going to love carrying them to term, too, and dropping them off for your ladies to help you raise. It looks like you're set to have a harem, which will make raising a family much easier, I think. So many mommies in our twins' lives.
"I also used my powers to ensure that they're daughters, not sons. I can do that, you know. Why? So that when they're grown up, they can be your lovers and have you breed them, too. Don't worry. You can have plenty of sons from the other women, but I'm only going to give you daughters. I know what I'm doing here, trust me. I think that I'll be visiting you a lot more than I originally expected, just understand that I can't stay with you. Only visits when I can spare the time. Visits where I fully intend to climb onto your lap or bend over for you or lie there as I did on that counter and put my legs on your shoulders as you fuck the hell out of me.
"So, tell me, son ... any of that sound fun to you? Oh, and you absolutely must seduce and ravish your stepmother and half-sister. I would be very pleased to see that happen, especially if you impregnate them both. I also believe that you should fuck Maria ... and Mrs. Cohen. Yes, I know about Mrs. Cohen. That teacher of yours might be fifty-five now, but she's definitely still a looker and still wants it bad since hubby left her years ago.
"Yes, I know that you cheated on Heather with Samantha Cohen the summer after graduation, and I also know that her jealous husband walked out on her when he caught the two of you in the act. She's been holding a torch for you for years ever since. Yes, there's a pattern. Even before the Kiss, you were desirable to women, as noted before. As I told you, it's to be expected from a son of Aphrodite. Women ... and men just plain desire you.
"The Kiss just gets them to shove their inhibitions aside entirely and do your bidding, submit to your dominance and command, to not merely obey you, but wish to obey you. To make them your enthusiastic sexual playthings. I'm going to enjoy watching you in action, seeing you take command of so many lovers. It's going to be the most fun I've ever had as a voyeur, and I must confess to being one.
"After all, as Goddess of Love, I enjoy seeing the results of my handiwork, you see. I take pride in watching people love more often, more generously, more openly, more enthusiastically, etc. You get the picture. Anyway, I must dash now, but not for too long. I have urgent business to attend to in another part of the world. I'll be back before you know it, lover," Aphrodite, aka Mom, gave me some serious tongue action and blew the others a kiss before she vanished into thin air, right in front of us all.
"Well, for the record, I knew about Mrs. Cohen and I made it up to her hubby by fucking him, not that I thought that you would mind. Just clearing that up. I fucked him a few times after that, but eventually, he started to want a relationship with me, so I cut him off. I wasn't interested in a relationship, just in appeasing him so that he didn't go after you or his ex with some crazy, violent, hare-brained scheme. Your mother might have put me to it, might not, but either way, it was a good plan aside from his jealous, obsessive nature. I hear that he had a fatal car wreck a year later or so, but I don't know if that's connected to this situation at all. He was killed instantly in the collision, or so I've been told," Heather informed me, though I smiled and kissed her harder.
"It's cool, babe. Totally not worried about it in the least. Look, I'm going to do all of this, all that I planned, and more. This is what Mom wants and I agree with her. Her plan for humanity, or at least our little part of it. I like it. It works. Part of that is not just me spreading my seed, if you will, but also as I've indicated already, all of us getting a little wild and kinky, and that includes you ladies slutting it up ... quite a bit, in fact. You're integral to the plan. If I may dare say it, I'll be pimping you out a bit, but in a good way. The non-abusive way, if you will. So, how about it, ladies?" I asked, though I already knew the answer, thanks to the Kiss, even as we took the receipt and clothes from Janine and I kissed her goodbye for now.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Janine got the last word and the others simply grinned and giggled in response.
