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As the result of a seemingly harmless joke, Julia was left with two sprained wrists. It happened because her son had decided to give her a good scare in the house they lived in.

He popped out into the hallway with a scary mask, she freaked out, fell back and landed on her hands, causing the sprains. Nothing serious, but enough to require her hands to be wrapped for a few days. Sure, she could move her fingers, but she couldn't do anything strenuous with her hands.

To be fair, Julia was the one who had started the short-lived prank wars.

It was Sam's 23rd birthday, and he wanted to be a marine biologist and underwater explorer, just like his mother. His mother decided to scare him by putting a fake lizard on his shoulder the first time they went diving together. For a second, Sam was freaked out until he realized it was a joke. That was the moment their mini prank war started.

It was all fun and games, until now, when they drove home from the hospital and Julia had wraps around each wrist and a stern expression on her face. Sam had been apologizing profusely since the incident happened a few hours earlier.

"No, no, it was my fault," she insisted, trying her best to remain cordial about the accident. "I was the one who started this whole thing. Besides, I'm way too old to be pulling pranks. I shouldn't have started this."

"Well, you're not old at all," Sam replied as he drove, trying to make his mother feel better in any way possible. "It was my fault for making things too scary, you know, jumping in the hall like that."

She thought for a moment and joked, "Maybe you're right. You do bear some responsibility for how far you took things."

As they spoke in the car, Julia did her best to maintain a proper composure. Most of all, she needed to set an example by being a proper parent, and not freak out about the whole thing. So she did her best to keep calm.

"I'm so sorry. I'll make it up to you. I promise, I'll do your laundry for the rest of the month, the dishes, and all the house cleaning."

"What about the diving expedition this weekend?" Julia asked, knowing that her son wouldn't be able to answer.

Of course, Julia had referred to a diving expedition in which she and her colleagues were going to take a small boat out into the ocean for scuba diving. They had been working on new sonar equipment in the lab, and this was their chance to finally test it in the ocean.

The team was going to scuba dive and observe the effects of the new sonar on a school of dolphins. Particularly towards their mating habits. Sam would be coming along too as an assistant.

The car stopped at a red light and Sam looked deflated.

"God, I feel horrible."

"I shouldn't have said that," Julia stated, regretting her comment. "I don't want you to feel bad. It was an accident."

"What are you going to tell the others?"

"I'll just tell them that I fell and that I won't be able to dive with them."

The light turned green and Sam drove. "I feel terrible about this. You've worked years on that thing. Is there any way to delay the trip?"

"No. The dolphins won't be around these parts for much longer, but it's not a total loss. I can always stay in the boat and operate the equipment. That's a very important job. The divers will be depending on me."

"Bummer. You're the one who should be in the water. Not manning the boat equipment."

Julia held up her wrapped wrists. "Maybe if I could use my hands, I'd be able to dive too."

"Another guilt trip? Thanks."

"I couldn't resist," she shrugged with a smile. "But seriously, I'll let the others know that I'd like to switch positions and I'll remain in the boat by myself. You and the others go diving."

A sense of resolve came over Sam. "Well, if you're staying on the boat, then so am I. I'll help you operate all the equipment."

"You don't even know how to use the equipment."

"You could teach me."

"I suppose," she conceded. "But you're a great diver. You belong in the water with the rest of the team. Watching the effects on the dolphins is going to be an extraordinary scientific achievement."

"I'll watch on the boat with you. Come on, who needs to go diving when we can just sit down and relax?"

"There's no quit in you, is there?"

For the first time since the prank accident, Sam looked happy. "I'm just as stubborn as you are, I guess."

"Fine, when we get home, I'll let the others know that we'll be doing the boat manning duties."

Suddenly, their bad day was looking a lot better, and it would lead them down a path that neither of them would have expected.

***

A few hours later. Julia had made the calls to her colleagues and they all agreed to the changes, after wishing her a speedy recovery.

She tried to remain professional and mature about the whole thing. After all, what could she do? Bad luck can happen to anyone, and it happened to her at the worst possible time in her life.

The funny thing was, Sam, who mostly relied on his mother, was suddenly taking care of household chores like it was his solemn duty.

He had cooked dinner, prepared the dishes, and made sure everything was neat. Julia could hardly believe that this was her son, the same guy she had raised for the past 23 years.

"Where have you been all my life?" she joked as they sat down to eat.

"I've been around."

"Not like this you haven't."

Julia took a bite of the food, then she winced.

"Any good?" he asked.

"Needs a little work, to be honest. I appreciate the effort though."

"Yeah, figures. I know you've wanted me to stop mentioning the accident, but I'll try to make it up to you. I'll owe you as many favors as you want until your wrists heal."

She playfully thought hard. "That might take a while. The doctor said no strenuous activities, even after the wrappings come off."

"Then I guess I'll still be working for you then."

Julia instinctively thought of something naughty, which made her smile in an almost inappropriate way. She worked hard, day and night, on her scientific endeavors. Whatever stress she had, she released it through late night masturbation sessions, using a small dildo. But that required the use of her wrist.

Now that her wrists were sprained, she wondered how Sam would react if she asked him to perform those duties for her. The look on his face would be priceless. She wondered if he would say yes. Maybe he'd say no.

Of course, she'd never ask. It was only a funny thought. After all, what kind of mother would ask such favors from her son?

***

The sonar device was an advanced piece of equipment created by the six scientists, including Julia. During testing, they discovered that the sonar waves had a profound influence on the sex drives of female dolphins, and if tuned to the right frequency, human women too.

They were on to something big. Their main concern was to study the effect it may have on potentially increasing the number of mammals in the ocean. It was a prospect which made the scientists all so excited.

Julia watched as the small team of scientists prepared for the dive. They all wore their diving suits, along with diving helmets so they could speak to each other using radio communicators.

Meanwhile, Julia and Sam were dressed in simple tshirt and shorts. They were all on a small boat, which was cramped due to all the equipment they had to bring with them.

After smiles, hugs, and a few parting words, the scientists made their dive, taking the sonar device with them.

"Now we have to do our part," Julia said to her son.

They headed to the lower deck of the small boat, which was tight quarters. There was hardly any room to move. It was the 'control center' of the diving mission. There was equipment everywhere and different video feeds on different screens. There was also computer equipment which was set up to help the divers and run the sonar.

Julia and Sam sat next to each other, mere inches apart with hardly any space to move, watching the video of the divers in action.

The group made light banter with Julia over the radio, which only made Julia feel sad that she couldn't be in the water with them.

"Beautiful view, isn't it?" she said to her son when the radio was off.

"Yeah, sorry we couldn't go."

"Please, don't apologize anymore. We're past that point already."

They looked at each other, and they both knew that it wasn't true. Deep down, they both knew that Julia was depressed that the incident had prevented her from diving that important morning.

The radio crackled with the sound of a voice and the lead diver asked for the sonar to be activated. That was when Julia pushed a few buttons and activated the underwater device. She was proud that she was apart of something so special, and it was her chance to make a small difference in the world.

Once the radio communication ended, she proudly explained all the functions to her son.

"The sonar will release three signals," she explained. "It was initially made for purely sonar purposes, but we've found that it could help sea mammals with their mating habits, leading to an underwater population growth. Pretty cool, isn't it?"

"No wonder I did so well in college. Good genes."

She laughed, "Flattering me won't help you. I fully expect all those favors you promised."

"Hey, it was worth a shot."

"True, but you still need to learn how to cook. But that's a conversation for another time. Are you ready to start this thing?"

"You bet."

Julia used the radio to inform the divers that the sonar was going to be activated in a few seconds. Then she instructed her son to put his finger on the switch, and Julia put her finger on top of his.

"Let's push the button together," she said. "3...2...1..."

Julia pushed, and both of their fingers pushed the button at the same time. They looked at each other knowing that they were sharing an important scientific moment together.

She smiled, "Isn't science cool?"

Sam agreed as the sonar device was fully activated. On the screen, the diagnostics showed that the device was working exactly as planned, and the signals were going to be released. The sonar was underwater, but there was also a beacon coming from the device on the boat, right in their control room.

Beep!

Julia suddenly felt a rush coming over her. As she sat in the small room looking at the different monitors, she knew something was wrong.

Beep!

She felt something warm inside herself. It went down her spine and around her legs. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before.

Beep!

Her toes clenched and so did her fingers. Her legs instinctively clasped together. There was a tingly feeling between her legs.

Damn it, not now. Oh god. Of all possible times, why now? Sure, she was fully aware that their lab testings showed possible effects on human women, the same way it did for sea mammals.

But that hadn't been confirmed, and it hadn't been further explored. As the only female researcher on the team, Julia was angry at herself for not following up on that. She should have known that this was a real possibility during the boat ride. She should have done her due diligence on the matter, but she had simply been too busy and overworked.

Now here she was, confined in a tiny room in a small boat, sitting next to her son, while feeling horny as hell.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked. "You look kind of, I don't know, like you're getting sea sick or something."

Julia's body was stiff. "I'm fine sweetheart. Just a little overwhelmed, that's all."

"Oh, okay," he replied, looking at her skeptically.

Their eyes then remained observant on the screen. The sonar device appeared to be a success and the swimming patterns of the dolphins began to change. The divers in the water used their radios to relay information that it was working. There was more banter over the radio as the team began early celebration.

Julia was less than enthusiastic, even though she didn't let it show. The sonar device would be sending more waves soon enough, and as the only female on the team, no one else knew what Julia was dealing with.

With the next set of sonar waves coming at any moment, Julia quickly thought of the worst possible scenarios. If the unintended reactions from her body remained the same, maybe she could deal with it and try her best to ignore it. If it became worse, well, she didn't have a plan for that.

All she knew was that the sonar device would need further tweaks in the lab.

The one option that Julia didn't have was that she couldn't leave the confined control room in the boat. The divers were relying on her information at any given moment. She couldn't leave her post, especially to go masturbate in the bathroom, because knowing herself, she would need a good 20 minutes before she could completely satisfy herself.

She especially couldn't masturbate properly with both of her wrists injured. All she'd have was the tips of her fingers, and that would take forever to induce an orgasm. Doctor's orders also forbade her from any strenuous activities on her wrists.

But there was another option. An option so extreme that it made her gasp. She could always call upon her son for a 'favor' that he owes her. It would help with the situation, but the result of having her son touching her would be irreversible and far too bizarre.

"Did you really mean what you said about those favors?" Julia asked. "That you'd do anything for me while my wrists are still injured."

He looked puzzled. "Yeah, why?"

"Nothing. I was just wondering."

"Do you need anything right now? Water, juice?"

At that moment, Julia had a different interpretation of the word 'juice.' She was thinking of the juice between her legs, and she'd certainly be needing help with that if things didn't subside.

"No, I'm fine."

"You're acting strange," he pointed out. "Are you sure everything's alright?"

Before Julia could answer, the radio came to life. It was one of the divers expressing his excitement and the group delivered light banter over the radio. Julia did her best to act natural and join in with the banter. All of the scientists were excited that their invention appeared to be working.

"The next round of signals is coming in approximately 30 seconds," Julia said over the radio.

When the 30 seconds passed, a new round of frequencies were unleashed by the sonar device.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Julia had thought she could control whatever was happening to her. She thought that she could maintain her composure and get the job done, while hiding her true feelings.

Reality sunk in and she realized that she couldn't.

The effects of the device were simply too powerful and it had become overwhelming to the point where she could barely focus. God, her pussy was screaming. Her tits felt stiff, and her nipples were completely hard. All she could think about was sex and her critical need for a powerful orgasm. It had become so overwhelming that she couldn't ignore it any longer.

"Mom? Are you okay?"

She gulped, "I think I'll need a favor from you. A big favor."

"Sure, anything."

God, Julia hated this part. She hated this more than anything, but there was simply no choice. The radio could come on at any moment. The crew might need vital information. There could be a problem with the sonar device which would need immediate attention. There was no way Julia could leave her spot.

She was confined, as far as she was concerned.

"As you know, there are often unintended consequences in science," she explained, trying to maintain composure. "When these situations occur, they have to be handled in a responsible way."

"Mom, what are you saying?"

She gulped. "We had an idea that this sonar device could affect humans too, women, but we weren't entirely sure. This is humiliating, but that theory has turned out to be true. We made last minute adjustments on the frequency and it's done something to me."

"Like what?" he asked with concern.

"Same thing as the dolphins."

"You're telling me that the device has affected your mental state?"

She nodded. "Yes, and I desperately need your help. I can't leave this post because I'm in charge of everything on this boat now. So I'll need you to provide me with relief."

"How?"

"I need your hands. You'll know what to do. Just do it. I promise I won't ever be mad at you for this. It's a medical emergency. I need the relief."

God, asking her son for sexual favors was even worse than she could have ever imagined. It was the most humiliating and degrading moment of her life. Worst of all, she could never unsay those words. She could never undo this. It was something that they'd always remember.

A smile grew on Sam's face. "Very funny. You had me going for a second. Wow, I never knew you had a sense of humor like this."

"You don't believe me?"

He chuckled. "I'm not an idiot. I really thought our prank wars were over, but wow, that was a good one. A few more seconds and I would have been grabbing your breasts or something. Then that would have really been awkward."

"I can assure you that I've never made a sex joke in my life," she insisted. "And I can also assure you that I would never make jokes during a scientific experiment this important."

"Yeah, but there's no way that..."

Despite the injury to her wrists, Julia mustered her strength and grabbed Sam's hand, pulling it to her breast, which was only covered by a thin bra and small tshirt.

The look on Sam's face said it all. He was shocked that he was touching his mother's soft breasts. He was even more shocked that his own mother had put his hand there.

Julia had a much different reaction. She needed this. It was her necessity. It was for the sake of carrying out the scientific experiment and doing her job. This was also a medical emergency with the utmost importance, and if she was truly honest with herself, feeling Sam's hand on her breast felt good.

His hand gave a light squeeze on her breast. Julia's nipple was rock hard, and Sam knew it, giving it a subtle rub with his palm for confirmation.

"You're actually serious about this," Sam noted, becoming convinced that his mother was telling the truth.

"People can tell lies, but body reactions can't. Feel that."

Julia used her forearm to press Sam's hand harder against her breast. She moved it around so that Sam could feel her tit even more, noting the hardness of her nipple.

"I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything," she replied. "Just rub. You've obviously done this before with other women."

She knew that Sam had plenty of girlfriends before. Girls that were pretty and around his age, but this was far different. She knew the taboo they were facing, and the burden that Sam now had. She was expecting her own son to caress her breast, and sure enough, it was happening.

A gasp escaped Julia's lips as her son rubbed and caressed her sensitive breasts. Although small, her breasts had always been a powerful erogenous zone for her. She usually rubbed her breasts and nipples while she masturbated, and to great effect. That always helped her reach an orgasm.

"Put your hand inside my tshirt," she said, leaning in towards his ear. "Underneath my bra too."

Sam looked stunned. "Are you sure?"

"Please, just do it."

So he did. Julia felt a strong sense of regret as Sam took the plunge and put his hand up her tshirt, and underneath her bra. Her small breast was being caressed by her son. It felt amazing. It felt even better when Sam had gently pinched her stiff nipple.

It was the relief Julia had so desperately needed. It made her gasp and moan with pleasure.

The trance was broken when the radio communication was used. The other scientists were elated and wanted to share their feelings with Julia.

She responded over the radio, even while Sam's hand was still rubbing her bare breast.

"Looks beautiful," she said to the group, maintaining her composure, watching everything on the screen. "You guys are so lucky. I only wish I could join you."

Members of the underwater group responded and joked that there would be another chance soon enough, because the thing was working.

"You're absolutely right," she said over the radio. "This thing is working, but it definitely needs a few tweaks. We'll discuss this when we get back to the lab tomorrow."

The radio communication ended and Julia looked at her son, who was gladly rubbing her breast, with a boyish curiosity on his face.

"Why are you enjoying this so much?" she asked, with a curiosity of her own. "Boys are supposed to be grossed out by their mothers."

"Not at my age," he said playfully.

She gave him a stern look. "That better be a joke."

"Do you want me to stop?"

There was zero hesitation. "No, don't stop, keep going. I need this, otherwise I can't concentrate."

Sam's hand continued its duty. Then it went to her other breast. Sam's hand was underneath Julia's tshirt, and her bra was hiked up. She glanced down to see that her tshirt had become hiked up too from all the rubbing.

God, her small tits were showing. Her hard brown nipples looked long and erect. Sam was staring at them while he rubbed.

Under normal circumstances, this would have been the worst moment of Julia's life. It should have been. But how could it be so bad if she was receiving so much pleasure from this? Sam was enjoying this too. So how could it be so bad?

Julia's eyes shifted to the screen. There would be another round of frequencies sent out from the sonar. Oh goodness, no! For goodness sake, please don't make this any worse, she prayed.

The beeping frequencies were dispersed once again. Each signal had a powerful affect on Julia, one that took things to a new extreme. With each frequency wave that was sent from the sonar, Julia's body and sexual appetite could no longer be satisfied by a hand rubbing her breasts. No. She needed more, and she needed it right away.

"Jeez, are you okay mom?"

Sam paused and gave his mother a concerned look. Julia's face nearly went blank and her body became stiff, sitting with perfect posture with her back straight.

"I...I need another favor," she said, nearly breathlessly.

"What is it?"

"Your hand. I, umm, I really need you to reach lower."

"You mean down here?" Sam asked, rubbing the bottom parts of his mother's soft breasts.

"No, lower. All the way down."

There was enough innuendo in her voice that Sam knew what she was talking about. They looked each other in the eyes, and the request was unambiguous. Going by the look on her face, the flustered expression, it was perfectly clear that she was so aroused that simple breast stimulation wouldn't be enough. It wasn't even close to being enough. She needed something more. Julia needed something that every woman needs in a situation like that.

But with Julia's wrists injured, and her confinement in the boat, the only solution would be to utilize her son even further. Maybe she'd regret it someday. Maybe not. In that moment in time, all that mattered was her medical emergency.

"Are you sure?" he tried to confirm.

"Let's not make this any harder than it has to be. My shorts have an elastic band and I'm wearing small panties underneath. Your hand should slip down easily. It's okay. You have my full permission."

After a second of hesitation from both of them, Julia's heart nearly skipped a beat when Sam's hand moved downwards. It all felt like slow motion. His hand moved away from her exposed, aroused tits. Then down across her stomach, towards her crotch, where he slipped his hand underneath her shorts, and her panties too, to a place where his hands should never have been.

The situation felt more tense as his hand touched her bare pussy, feeling her pubic hairs, clitoris, labia, and her wetness.

"Jesus," she gasped.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked with genuine concern.

"No. Just do it fast, please. I understand if you don't want to, but I need this right now."

The hand moved faster on her pussy. It was clear that Sam had done this plenty of times before. Jesus, it felt so good. She couldn't understand why she was enjoying this so much. Was it purely the effects of the sonar? Was it Sam's skill? Or was it the extreme taboo of her own son fondling her pussy? Maybe it was all of the above, or maybe she'd never know. But god, this felt amazing.

She was in her own little world. A world where sex was all that mattered. She leaned back on the chair and allowed her own son to stimulate her pussy. There were no plans for this to stop. Not until she came.

"Suck my nipples too," she whispered. "While you're touching me below. Suck my nipples at the same time. It's okay."

There was a brief hesitation from Sam, which she thought was kind of cute, then he bent down and sucked her nipple, as if he had been waiting years to do it. Then the other nipple.

"God," she moaned to herself.

It was a surreal sight for her, a straight laced mother, to be looking down seeing her own son sucking on her tits, while playing with her pussy at the same time. In all her years, she had never imagined this. This was never her fantasy. At the moment, it was pure necessity, but it felt so good. So unbelievably good.

Work duties called and there were a few flashes on the screen.

"Wait, hold on, stop for a second," she said. "I need to do something."

Sam moved back and sat properly in his seat once again, while Julia briefly wondered if he was disappointed or not, that he had to stop. Julia typed a few things on the keyboard and it was done.

When she finished her work manning the controls, she was about to tell Sam that she was ready for more. That she needed more stimulation. Her plans changed when she looked at him and saw that he sat hunched forward, with what appeared to be a giant bulge in his shorts.

"Oh my," she gasped in genuine shock. "Is that what I think it is?"

This made Sam blush, which was rare, since he hardly ever blushed. Sam wasn't a shy or bashful person by any means. He was young, energetic, and outgoing.

"What did you expect?" he shrugged.

"I'm your mother. You shouldn't be attracted to me like this."

"That's not how it works," he explained. "You had me sucking your breasts and rubbing you down there. How else do you think I'm going to react?"

Thoughts swirled through her mind. Inappropriate thoughts. Thoughts which a mother should never ever consider about her son. But this was an extraordinary circumstance and time was of the essence. What would happen to her reputation if the researchers came back to the boat, finding Julia with insanely hard nipples, and Sam with a raging hard cock in his shorts?

She'd be ruined, both socially and in her career, which was why she had to act fast. There was no other solution except to alleviate both of their dilemmas, and it had to be done fast.

Julia stood up. "I want you to fuck me."

"What!?"

"It's the only way. With the state I'm in, your fingers won't do. I'll need something long and hard inside me, and by the looks of things, you'll fit that deion."

It was a race against the clock. Julia stood in the confined room knowing that Sam would still need convincing. He looked shocked by the proposal, but at the same time, his cock looked ready to go, throbbing hard inside his shorts.

There was no time to argue. No time to waste. She was horny beyond belief and the clock was ticking.

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So, Julia pulled her tshirt and bra up even further, completely exposing both small tits with her insanely hard nipples. Then, in an act of determination, she bent over to pull her shorts and panties down. When she stood upright again, she looked at her son, while her tits and bare pussy were completely exposed for Sam to admire.

"I don't want to put you on a guilt trip," she said, unabashed by her own nudity. "But I couldn't dive today because of your prank. Don't forget that both of my wrists are sprained because of you, and don't forget that you promised to do me favors while I'm injured. Well mister, I'm still injured, and I really need a huge favor. So are you going to fuck me or not?"

He nodded sheepishly. "I'll do it."

"Good."

Julia bent over, resting her elbows on the table, taking care to not hurt her wrists, with her face inches away from the monitors, waiting for her son to fuck her from behind. Her heart pounded when she heard him positioning himself behind her. Her heart pounded uncontrollably when she felt him touching her backside, guiding his cock to her pussy.

From the moment Sam's hard cock entered her pussy, she knew there was no going back. After he gave a thrust and pushed his raging hard erection all the way inside her pussy, their relationship would never be the same again.

It was finally happening. She was getting the fucking her body so desperately needed. The sonar device had a perverse reaction on her body, and being ravished by a hard cock was the only way to sooth it.

But it was with her son. The only person who could help at that moment. As he began pounding her from behind, Julia imagined how insane this situation was. After all, Sam was the person whom she had birthed 23 years ago. She swore to always love him and support him. She raised him proudly every year of his life. She nurtured him always. The past few years had been a struggle. It had only been them living together, and that made their relationship far closer than ever.

Now it had come to this. Julia's body was enthralled with uncontrollable lust. Her mind was spellbound. Sam was fucking her hard from behind. His hands had a tight grip on her hips and he pounded her.

"Oh my god," she moaned. "Harder! Harder!"

It was everything she needed, and her son knew exactly how to give it to her. As her cunt was getting ravished, and her impulses were being satisfied, it almost made her laugh to think that Sam had been born from her cunt all those years ago. Now here he was, fucking the very hole that he came from.

The intense pleasure came to a sudden halt when the radio came on. The excited crew wanted to joke and celebrate with Julia while they were still underwater. Before answering the radio, she was about to tell her son to stop, but he already did that on his own. Sam knew better than to fuck his own mother while she was speaking to her colleagues.

With Sam's erection resting comfortably inside his mother's needy vagina, Julia responded to the radio messages. They made banter and jokes. Everyone underwater was in a celebratory mood.

"This looks so amazing," Julia said over the radio, with her elbows on the table, bent over, tits exposed, and her son buried inside her cunt.

She added, "The results are spectacular, but a few changes need to be made. Trust me on that."

"It was too bad you couldn't join us in the water," a researcher had said. "If only you could experience this."

Julia laughed and wiggled her hips. "Actually, I'm having quite the experience in the boat with my son."

"I bet. Your son must love operating the big equipment, but it seems a little confined in there. Are you two alright with that? You should take turns having a stretch."

"We are. You have no idea."

The moment the radio transmission ended, Sam didn't miss a beat and began fucking his mother once again. This answered Julia's previous question. Sam loved fucking her, far more than he would ever care to admit. But she didn't mind. How could she? Both of them were reaching new sexual heights.

Her body bounced back and forth as she was being ravished. Then her eyes turned to the sonar display on the screen, which signaled it was going to release the frequency a last time.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Julia's body went stiff and her face was filled with shock. The culminating experience had all come down to this. It was like a sexual charge flowing through her veins.

"Oh god!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! Harder!"

Sam took a moment to register the situation. By now, he knew his mother was in a tense dilemma, but this was another level. He did his duty and fulfilled his promise to help his mother in any way necessary. He fucked her as hard as he possibly could, using all his might. Julia's small tits swayed back and forth with each thrust she received.

"You're enjoying this way too much," Julia struggled to speak, her voice running out of breath. "You shouldn't be enjoying fucking your mother this way."

He groaned while he fucked, "A favor is a favor."

Sam went into overdrive and worked his cock even harder and faster. Julia responded exactly the way he expected. It drove her wild.

"Oh my god!!! Don't stop! Don't you dare stop!!!"

And he didn't. Sam kept on fucking, and Julia gladly accepted the hard ravishment her pussy was receiving. She knew that after this, she might not ever be the same again. She might not get to experience this level of pleasure again. Frankly, she didn't want to. Pleasure this intense wasn't meant for people to experience on a normal basis. The irony was, she was feeling this with her son, the one person she was never supposed to have sex with, ever.

But society be damned. She was getting the fucking of the century. A smile grew on her face. She got over the taboo. She got over the fact that it was Sam who was fucking her. She let go of everything and surrendered to the moment.

"Make me cum," she said, her voice nearly fading. "I'm almost there. Rub my pussy until I cum. Fuck me."

As Sam continued his hard thrusts, he reached below and rubbed Julia's aching clitoris. That's when she came.

Julia unleashed a powerful scream. It was so loud, that the diving team underwater might have heard it. She was almost convinced of that. The screaming ended once her voice faded.

Her pussy felt like it was on fire. Her toes curled and her fingers clenched the corners of the table, causing some pain to her wrists. She rested her face on the table and her pussy released a long stream of squirt onto the floor, making a real mess for them to clean up. Every muscle in her body had tightly contracted. She knew she would be sore later. Then she rested her whole upper body on the table, completely spent of all energy.

Sam gave a few more thrusts until he came inside her pussy. The sonar device had no effect on him. He didn't need the sonar to be this aroused. All he needed was his own mother's pussy. That was the source of his carnal arousal.

The radio came on and the crew signaled that they'd be returning in a few minutes.

Julia managed to push the button and respond. "See you then."

She hoped that no one had noticed that her voice was nearly strained from all the screaming she'd done, and she prayed that no one would notice how weak she had become. Most of all, she hoped that no one would notice the post-orgasmic glow all over her face.

When Sam pulled his flaccid penis out of his mother, Julia stood upright. Her hair was an utter mess, and beads of sweat were all over her forehead and chest. Tits and pussy were still exposed. They looked each other in the eyes.

"You're not mad, are you?" he asked, to be sure.

She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. It was a hard kiss, which caught him off guard. She slipped her tongue inside his mouth and they briefly made out.

"Does that feel like I'm mad?"

He got his answer. They quickly began cleaning up the mess. Julia covered her breasts and pulled up her shorts. Sam tucked his cum soaked cock inside his shorts after briefly wiping it. Then Julia quickly wiped the floor with wet paper towels, which wasn't nearly enough to remove the traces of her own squirt.

"Do I still owe you favors after this?" he joked as they finished cleaning.

"You bet you do. Believe me, I plan on collecting as many favors as possible until my wrists heal."

"Honestly, I hope it's a long and slow recovery process. As it turns out, I really like helping you."

She shrugged, "You know, we smell like sex right now. This confined little room smells like semen and other fluids."

"What should we do?"

Julia used a paper towel to wipe the sweat from her face and down between her legs. Then she used another clean paper towel to wipe Sam's sweat.

"One other thing," she smiled.

With that, she pulled Sam's shorts down, exposing his flaccid penis, which was still drenched in his own cum and vaginal fluids. He didn't flinch when his mother had exposed his cock.

Then Julia bent down and sucked his penis. It wasn't to get him hard. It wasn't to get him aroused. God knows that after the sex they just had, Sam would need a few days to recover.

The intent was to clean away any sign of cum to remove the smell from the confined room. After a few long seconds of sucking, all the cum was gone. It was a pleasurable feeling as Sam closed his eyes to enjoy. Julia's vacuum-like mouth had sucked away all the cum and fluids, which was headed straight down to her stomach for digestion.

"There, all clean," she smiled, closing his shorts.

Julia blew a kiss at him, then the divers had returned to the boat, completely oblivious to the intense mother/son fucking which had just occurred.

The End