I would like to thank Chasp for editing this story for me.
All characters are fictional and 18 years or older.
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After dinner, Lisa and Ryan headed home and retired to their rooms. Lisa took a couple sleeping pills in hopes of passing out and getting through the night without having another strange sexual encounter.
Ryan decided to fire up his laptop and investigate more about the old man's establishment. But after hours of looking, nothing came up. Ryan changed his search parameters for "mystical items." Except for the fictional material written, only one thing caught his eye. He found an article on paranormal activities and how they sometimes attached themselves to objects.
That has to be it.
He read page after page on the subject. But in the end, so much was different.
How can a spirit send an item to mom, and materialize an entire building. I need to do more investigating.
The next day Lisa was pleasantly happy she hadn't had any more strange dreams as she quickly dressed, skipping her morning shower and hastily went out the door to her appointment with her shrink.
Ryan awoke to the sound of his mother rushing around and bolting out the door. He couldn't imagine where she could be going so early in the morning but this gave him a chance to take a better look at that gift he had presented her.
Ryan walked into his mother's room and studied the looking glass. Everything about it seemed normal, nothing special at all. As he gazed at his own reflection something was happening. The mirror became dark and his image disappeared. Another person appeared in his place.
It was the old man. But his face wasn't as old as he remembered. In fact, as he stared at the old man, he began to grow younger and younger right before his eyes until he looked twentyish. Another person started to emerge next to him -- an older woman, maybe in her forties. The clothing they wore had a distinctly colonial look.
The vision expanded out of the mirror until the entire bedroom changed into an old wooden cabin. He was himself being drawn deeper and deeper into this mystical world. The old man approached the woman and he began to speak.
"Mom, I've been hiding my feelings from you for too long now. Ever since dad passed, I've been having unthinkable thoughts about you."
"Jason, I know it's been hard since your father died, but these thoughts and feeling you're having must be forgotten. I too miss your father and the warmth of a man against my flesh. But for our sakes, we must control our own desires. What you talk about is frowned upon by our people, and if they ever thought we engaged in these sinful desires they would surely put us to death for being possessed by Satan."
"I've tried, Mom, believe me, but these feelings just grow stronger. I feel my hunger increasing everyday and I know you feel these same needs. I hear you at night when you think I'm asleep, exploring your sexual desires." The old man said this as he slowly approached his mother".
Ryan watched as the old man took hold of his mother's buttoned dress and tore it open, baring her bosom in front of him.
"Oh... Honey, no... Oh god, no." the woman shockingly expressed as she desperately tried to cover her heavy breasts with her hands."
"Yes. Mom, you don't need to hide your feelings from me. I know the urges you try and conceal. I'm going to help you set them free."
The old man grabbed his mother and pulled her warm body close. The woman showed resistance to her son's advancements. But the old man persisted and managed to pull her arms away from her chest. Dipping his head down, he drew a soft nipple into his mouth with great eagerness. His mother's body writhed as he licked and sucked on her hardening nipple.
"Oh.. honey.. this is sooo wrong. We have to... control... Oh..." The woman whimpered, but her son never stopped. His mouth and hands were on her chest as he kneaded and sucked out his mother's dark desires.
Ryan could see the woman's willpower had weakened as her son ravaged her exposed flesh. Her hands touched his head and her fingers stroked through his hair. Her body moved closer and closer to his until their bodies melded together.
"Oh.. It's been so long." the mother said, as her breathing heaved and light whimpers escaped her lips.
The old man traced his hands down his mother's sides. Taking hold of her dress he pulled forcefully down. His mother's dress puddle to her feet as his hands traced around her and grasped her petticoat covered ass.
"I know you want this mom." the old man said, as his hands again grasped the last of his mother's clothes, and with one quick swipe they were pulled to the wooden floor.
Wasting no time, the old man's hands groped dropped down his mother's body. The mother's hands never left her son's head as he inched closer and closer to her forbidden zone.
"Ohh.. Jason.. What are we doing? Please stop before it too late. We'll be dammed forever. " his mother pleaded. But Jason continued and Ryan watched as the old man tasted his mother for the first time.
"Oh... Yes!..." the mother exclaimed as her son brought her to climax with her hips jerking and quivering, lustful moans filling the room.
Then, without warning, a blinding flash filled the room and Ryan was back in front of the looking glass.
What the hell just happened?
he wondered, as he backed away from the mirror.
Ryan looked at his watch. What had seemed like an hour was in reality only a couple seconds. Ryan left his mother's room and headed off to work, bewildered.
Lisa walked into the shrink's office and greeted the receptionist.
"Hello I'm here for my appointment with the doctor."
"Please take a seat and she'll be with you in a moment."
Lisa waited patiently. As she glanced around she found herself having second thoughts about discussing her past experiences with a stranger but before she could change her mind the door to the doctor's office opened and a middle aged attractive woman waved her in.
"Hello, Lisa. I'm Doctor Williams; come in and make yourself comfortable."
Lisa shook the woman's hand and sat on a typical lounging chair."
"So is there any special reason as why you're seeking my assistance today?"
"Well, Doctor, I think I might be suffering from delusions. For the past couple of days now I've been experiencing imaginative events."
"Can you be more specific as to the nature of these views of grander?"
Lisa was reluctant at first but finally explained in great detail what she had experienced.
The doctor was quite shocked by all that Lisa was saying and found herself getting excited as well by what she was hearing. The doctor herself was a single mother with an adult son at home. Never had she thought about having sex with him but strangely as Lisa continued on with her dark secrets she thought more and more about him. When Lisa had finally finished her lustful thoughts, the psychiatrist quietly cleared her throat and spoke.
"I think there maybe be some deep suppressed feelings that you had bottled up. And for some reason this looking glass brought them to the surface and now you're having these imaginative experiences. If you can track down the real source of the problem they should go away."
"What should I do, doctor?"
"Please, Lisa, call me Liz. I think we have a very long road ahead of us. Things like this just don't expose themselves overnight. What we have to key on at the moment is why the looking glass is bringing these feelings out. If you don't mind, I think before our next session I should see this looking glass. With my help we should be able to jar your memory."
"Okay, Liz. But I'm not sure I want to be around that thing anymore. Especially now after you told me it might be the cause of all this. But I can't just toss it out either. My son purchased it for my birthday and ever since my husband's passing we've been distant to one another. This gift seemed to change that."
"If you're not busy at the end of today, I think I might be able to stop by your house after I finish with my last patent. Oh, I forgot. I have to pick up my son . His car is in the shop and I told him I would give him a ride home. Would you mind if I brought him along?"
"Well, I don't see the harm. You are only going to be giving the mirror a quick look. Right?"
"Oh yes. This isn't going to be a session. I'll tell him I just wanted to see a friend's gift she got for her birthday. He won't even know you're a patient."
"Okay, then. What time should I be expecting you?"
"Is 6 o'clock okay?"
"Yes. I think that is perfect. My son should be home by then and he can keep your son occupied while I show you the mirror."
Lisa gave Liz her address and left her office feeling much better. She felt confident that with Liz's help, her life would return to normal.
Lisa went home and waited for her son's arrival. She dared not to venture into her bedroom, feeling she should wait until Liz showed up. Ryan walked in at 5 and Lisa explained to him that a friend of hers was coming over with her son at 6. She made up a story that the woman was a friend and was interested in seeing her looking glass. Ryan found it strange that his mom was having someone coming over to see her mirror.
This might be interesting.
Ryan thought.
The door bell rang promptly at 6 and Lisa greeted both her guests into her home. Liz introduced her son Kevin to Lisa and Ryan, and Lisa in return introduced her son to them.
Ryan gave his mother's new friends a once over. Liz looked to be about his mother's age and just as sexy. Her thin build and long legs looked very attractive in her tight black skirt. Ryan glanced up to Liz's face and admired her jet black hair and deep blue eyes. Turning to Kevin he gauged his age to be in his early 20's. His frame was like his and seemed to be in as good as shape as he was. His hair was dark like his mother's but his eyes where hazel.
The group made their way into the living room and began to chat. After 10 minutes of small talk Lisa stood up and asked Liz if she was ready to see her gift. Liz stood up and both women excused themselves as they left for Lisa's bedroom.
Ryan wasted no time it trying to find out more information about Liz and Kevin.
"So Kevin, how old are you?"
"I just turned 20 last month."
"And what does your mother do for a living?" Ryan asked.
"She's a psychiatrist."
"Really." Ryan replied. "So how about your dad?"
"He's a Dentist, but I haven't seen him since my parents separated."
"I'm sorry to hear that. My dad passed away not too long ago."
"That's terrible, Ryan."
