Brady lay in bed waking up slowly. It was Sunday morning and he had no place to be. He heard footsteps overhead and thought they were probably Dena's since she wasn't in bed with him. He wondered if his dad had already left for Phoenix. He rolled out of bed, brushed his teeth, threw on his sweats and made his way upstairs. He was greeted with that wonderful smell of his mom making eggs and bacon. He hadn't realized how much he'd missed her cooking until he returned home. Or maybe it was just one of those things he never let himself think about when he was in the military.
"Good morning baby." Dena said looking over her shoulder smiling standing at the stove.
Brady walked up to her, wrapped his arms around her, cupping each of her breasts. "Good morning!" He mumbled still half asleep. He kneaded her breasts as he laid his head on her shoulder.
Dena chuckled. "Can you go five minutes without touching those things?"
Brady laughed. "Nope!" He squeezed them hard feeling her nipples hardening. "Want me to stop?"
"Oh no baby! They're yours for the taking whenever you want them or need them."
"Good! I'd hate to have to rape you and take them against your will." He gave them a last squeeze then swatted her ass before heading to the kitchen table to sit down.
"Actually, that sounds like fun baby. I loved the other night when you ripped my blouse and cut my bra off me. That got me so turned on."
"Hmm! I'll have to store that away in my brain for future reference. Dad left for Phoenix already?"
"Yes. He left this morning about 7:00." Dena answered as she filled his plate.
"Have you two talked since the other night when I had him watch me fuck you?"
"Just briefly. Of course he didn't say anything about that evening. I'm surprised he spoke to me at all. He said he was going to be gone at least a week, maybe two. I think he's taking his secretary with him. He hinted at having someone else going with him."
"Good for him. I hope he's fucking her senseless. He needs someone." Brady took the plate and began inhaling his eggs and bacon.
Dena was slightly taken back by his response. "You're glad for him?"
"Of course I am. He's a man with his own needs. Just because I don't understand him doesn't mean I want him to live a miserable life. I hope he finds someone the way I found you." Brady didn't even look up as he ate his breakfast.
Dena sat down next to him at the table. "You didn't find me." She smiled. "You just took me."
He looked up from eating. "Yes I did. And now I'm taking your bedroom."
Dena's eyes revealed the shock at his brazenness. "I know you've proven your father's spinelessness. But don't you think you're pushing this just a bit far? Are you trying to get us kicked out of the house?"
"If we get kicked out, so be it. I'm not trying to make that happen. I'm just taking our relationship to its logical end. He's forfeited you. He refused to stand up to me. He doesn't want to be the man of the house. So be it." He leaned closer to Dena as though he was going to whisper a secret. "I've taken his bitch. Now I'm going to take his bed and fuck his bitch in it."
Dena bristled. "I was never his bitch!"
Brady stared at her expressionless. "Point taken. But you are my bitch!"
"Yes I am."
"Let's get dressed then. We have a full day ahead of us. I want all his stuff taken down to the basement and all my stuff, along with whatever you have down there, taken up to the master bedroom." Brady carried his plate over to the sink. "And no panties or bra for you." He swatted her ass again as he walked by.
The two of them worked throughout most of the day transferring John's stuff into the basement and Brady's stuff upstairs into the master bedroom. It wasn't a difficult move, just tedious with many trips between the basement and second floor. Brady grabbed and fondled his mom as often as it was convenient. Her body was his for the taking, and he was going to take at his pleasure. He liked keeping her braless. They finished about 4:00 in the afternoon. "Let's get cleaned up then we'll go out to eat. I feel like Chinese tonight."
"You go shower first. You're faster than me."
Brady walked into the master bathroom and opened the shower door. The shower stall was big enough for two people. "Get in here!" He yelled as he undressed. Dena walked in. "Get naked." Brady stepped in the shower once the water was hot enough, Dena right behind him. Each lover lathered and scrubbed the other down, taking extra time between their legs. Brady spent extra time on her breasts. After they had finished bathing each other, Brady took her in his arms and kissed her passionately, dropping his hands to her ass, cupping her cheeks, pulling her into his body. They kissed for a couple minutes as their hands roamed all over each other's body.
Brady finally broke the kiss and pushed her back to the corner of the shower stall. He dropped to his knees, lifting her left leg, draping it over his shoulder. The water was cascading over their bodies as he dipped his head between her legs and sucked in her clit and pussy lips. Dena moaned her approval as she put both her hands on his head to keep herself balanced. HIs lips and tongue teased her womanhood till she was on the verge of climaxing. Dena's head tilted back, her mouth open, but no sound was coming out. Brady could feel her body tensing in anticipation of climaxing. He looked up and saw the look on her face. He pulled his mouth off her pussy and stood up.
Dena looked at him. Her face a mixture of shock, confusion, frustration and disappointment. "Oh baby! Please don't make Mama wait. Please don't do this to me!" She begged him.
He grabbed a fistful of her wet hair and kissed her passionately. "It's time you start really understanding what it means to be owned by me. What it means to have a Master who controls every aspect of your being."
Dena stood there with the water running down her body. Her clit throbbing from need. Her heart pounding like it was going to explode. Her mind racing a thousand miles an hour. "Yes sir!" She gasped, not knowing what else to say. She knew arguing would be useless.
Brady leaned forward and kissed her as he slipped his hand between her legs and caressed her swollen clit. Dena's whole body shuddered in need as she moaned.
"You be a good girl the rest of the day and I'll give you what you need when we get home from dinner." The response he got from her was not what he had expected.
She started to weep as she stood there. "Oh baby! You have no idea how much I love you! I don't think you know how much you've filled my life in ways I never thought possible. You've taken control in ways I've only fantasized about most of my adult life. You haven't just denied me pleasure. You've shown me you're the man I've always needed." She was about to drop to her knees when the hot water ran out.
"Let's get out of here!" Brady yelled as the water turned cold.
Stepping out of the shower, Dena took her towel and threw it on the floor. She was so turned on she wasn't going to be denied his cock. She knelt on it, her body dripping, and pulled her boy to her. His cock was already at half-mast. She devoured his cock with her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his thighs as she began a furious sucking of his cock.
Brady took her wet head in both hands and started to fuck her face with the same ferocity. Dena squealed with delight as Brady took control of her movements. "Suck that cock you dirty whore! Oooohhhh fuck! My mom's a dirty cumslut! My dirty cumslut!"
Dena never pulled her mouth off his cock to say anything. Not that she could have. Brady held her tightly. He felt his balls boiling, nearing that moment he would coat the back of her mouth and throat with his cum. There was nothing gentle or loving the way he was using her. That was the way neither of them wanted it right now.
Brady pumped her head back and forth, harder and harder as he felt his orgasm building. He felt her drool running down his shaft and over his balls. Dena hummed and gurgled as he fucked her mouth, occasionally coughing when the head of his cock entered her throat. Brady's grunts got louder with each thrust of his cock. "OH FUCK!" He screamed as his cock filled her mouth with his cum.
Dena did her best to keep up with what seemed like an endless supply of his cum being pumped into her mouth. It began running down her chin and all over her swaying tits. She loved the feel of his cream on her flesh.
He continued to use her mouth as he descended from his orgasm. Dena knew how to love him in ways no other woman ever had. She knew how to bring him down slowly allowing him to savor all those post-orgasmic aftershocks. Dena had always had these skills in her. It just took the right man to bring them out in her.
Brady fell back against the wall and slid down it till he was sitting on the floor in front of his mom. He watched as his mom scooped up his cum from her tits and fed it into her mouth. She gave him a seductive grin. "Like what you see?"
"Nope!" He waited for the pout then laughed. "I LOVE what I see!" He leaned forward and took her face in his hands. "Do you know what you do to me?"
Dena smiled as she reached for his face to caress it. "Probably the same as what you do to me?"
"Do you know what you mean to me?"
Dena started to tear up. "Oh baby! I never knew I could feel this way about someone. I've never felt so complete, so wanted, so owned, so loved." She paused. "I know we're mother and son. I know what we're doing is . . ."
"Incest!" He completed the sentence she couldn't.
"Yes. I wrestle with it everyday."
"What do you wrestle with? Our relationship and what we have together? Or what people will say if and when it becomes public?" Brady asked sitting back with legs crossed. Nothing seemed more natural than the two of them, mother and son, sitting naked together and talking like two lovers.
"Oh baby! I never question anything that we have. I never want to lose you as my lover. No. It's not us. It's what people will say. What will Kevin and John Jr say? How will they react?"
