There are no underage characters in this story. All characters portrayed are over 18-years-old.
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Jason's mother, Jessica, agrees to strip naked and have sex with him.
Continued from Chapter 06:
"Tell me all that I must do so that there won't be any misunderstandings. Tell me all that I must do so that I may decide if I want to do these things or not for money. Tell me all that I must do to your naked body for me to earn the fifty-thousand dollars," she said letting go of her son's prick to hold the money with two arms.
As if he was the villain threatening to tie mother and daughter to the railroad tracks unless they gave him what he sexually wanted, he gave his mother a peck on the lips. Then, he reached around her to lift the back of her dress to feel her shapely ass through her panties. Having felt a lot of young women's asses through their panties before, he was never as sexually excited after feeling his sister's firm ass and his mother's mature ass through their panties as he was now.
Obviously, she was taunting him, goading him, and sexually teasing him for him to show her his incestuous hand. Just as it obviously sexually excited her for him to tell her what he wanted to sexually do to her naked body, it sexually excited him to tell his mother what he wanted to do to her naked body. As if he was a kidnapper threatening to sexually use and abuse daughter and mother before letting them go, he summoned up all of his pent up lust to give her his look of incestuous desire.
"I want to make love to you and while you're making love to me. I want you to French kiss me as if I'm your lover instead of your son," he said kissing his mother and parting her lips with his tongue.
She returned his French kiss with her French kiss.
"I can do that," she said breaking off his kiss to agree to his condition.
Then, as if she was a whore he paid for sex, he gave her a dirty look of sexual lust.
"Then, I want to fuck you. I want to pound your pussy like your pussy has never been pounded before," he said slowly enunciating his words while reaching around his mother to grab her ass through her panties with two hands this time. He pulled her pelvis and pushed his pelvis into her while humping her like a dog humping someone's leg. "I want to fuck you hard enough and fast enough for me to cum in your cunt."
Jessica gave her son another sexy smile and a naughty look. She leaned into him to French kiss again. Seemingly jealous, Jennifer watched her mother and brother making out as if they were teenagers out on a date.
"With me no longer able to get pregnant, I can allow you to fuck me hard and fast enough to cum. I will make love to you and fuck you for fifty-thousand dollars," she said breaking off her kiss to respond to him with a sexy smile. "Of course, you may cum in my cunt, your mother's cunt."
Jason gave his mother a sexually excited smile.
"Then, after I fuck you and after I cum in your pussy, once I regain my energy, I want you to suck me. I want you to blow me, Mom," he said leaning closer to her to whisper his words in her ear. "I want you to suck my cock in the way you've never sucked any man's cock before. I want you to give me the best blowjob of your life and of my life," he said. "Then, instead of pulling me out to cum on your tits, I want to cum in your mouth too. I want you to swallow my cum."
As if he was one of her cocktail lounge customers, now knowing all that he wanted and all that she'd obviously do for the money, she gave her son a knowing look. In the way his sister responded to him when he told her that he wanted her to suck his cock, as if they rehearsed their answer, his mother responded in the same way. Obviously, both of them had sucked enough pricks for this request to have come up before. Obviously, just as they responded to the men who wanted to cum in their mouths and who wanted them to swallow their cum, sister responded to her brother and mother responded to her son in the same, exact way.
"It wouldn't be much of a blowjob unless you ejaculated in my mouth and I swallowed your cum," she said with a sly smile. She juggled her armful of money in one hand again to reach out her other hand to gently cup his testicles. "It sounds like we have a deal," she said.
Chapter 07:
Now that she knew what he sexually expected of her, Jessica accepted the money from her son and put it in her purse along with her morals, her modesty, her shame, her embarrassment, and her sanity. She had agreed to not only strip herself naked in front of her son but also to have incestuous sex with her son. As if Jason was his mother's lover instead of her son, paid to strip naked and have sex, she looked at him in the same sexy that she looked at the men where she worked serving cocktails.
She gave her son the same sexy look for money that she gave the men she stroked and sucked for money. Satisfying her customers' thirst for alcohol, she satisfied her customers' thirst for sex by stroking and sucking their cocks after her shift ended. In the way she sexually satisfied her brothers so very long ago, she was ready and willing to sexually satisfy her son too.
Only, this was different. Jason wasn't some stranger she met in a bar; he was her son. She carried him in her womb before giving birth to him. With one, last look of fleeting guilt immediately peppered with incestuous, sexual excitement, nevertheless her sexual arousal, if she crossed this line and exposed her naked body to her son, her life would never be the same. If she had sex with her son, giving him a memory he'd never forget, in the way she was still guilt ridden over having sex with her brothers, she'd be even more guilt ridden over having sex with her son.
In the way she couldn't return to how her life was before having sex with her brothers, she could never go back to how her life was before having sex with her son. Then, while staring at her son in the way his sister stared at him, when removing her blouse and skirt, Jessica stared at her son before removing her clothes. As if forced to strip or face a firing squad, removing her guilt, better judgment, and commonsense from her mind for the sake of money, she gave her son one, last, long look of innocence.
She was his mother but if she stripped naked in front of her son and had sex with him, branded for the rest of her life in the way she was branded by her brothers, she'd be a whore, an incestuous whore. Only, as was Jennifer's justified reason, she needed the money. With her already having been down this incestuous road without being paid to have sex with her brothers, at least she was being paid to have sex with her son. Then, now knowing what he wanted to do to her naked body and what he wanted her to do to his naked body, she reached around behind her and ever so slowly unzipped her dress.
'Zipppppppppp!'
As if the Devil had unzipped the fabric of Heaven and all of the Angels spilled out and fell to Hell, the sound of his mother unzipping her dress was much louder than he thought it would be or should be. As if her zipper was a loud, long warning alarm, the sound of her metallic zipper slowly tolled his fate click by click. In the way of a metal cup slowly moving across jail cell bars, the sound of her zipper going down, down, and down warned him to stay away from his mother's forbidden flesh.