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His experiment; to produce an aroma that allowed a change in mammals behaviour. Originally he thought it was a simple project, yet when setting out to create a new scent, his experiment became increasingly difficult.
So far he was unsuccessful. His only pet, a Hamster by the name of Fuzzy, never reacted any different than could be expected. And the only reaction in mammals was his sister yelling about the awful stench coming from the basement these last few weeks. David's mother had agreed, but the family compromised and they would put up with it until after the due date of his assignment.
Making his way upstairs, with the unstopped beaker, David grumbled with disappointment that his "great" idea was not showing any results. As he passed the breakfast nook in the kitchen, his sister broke his thoughts, "What is that?" She asked while pointing directly at the beaker.
"Toilet water." Meaning this batch was about to join the porcelain toilet, as had the last several. He hadn't even looked towards his sister as he walked by.
The light blue liquid disappeared down the toilet with a dismal flush. David sighed and resigned himself to return to his simple lab in the basement. When he reached the basement, Kerry his sister was there nosing about. Something she never did, come into his space, she always thought of him as childish and his experiments as "nerdy".
"Do you have any more of that smell?" He pulled a book from her hands, annoyed with her.
"What smell?" The question puzzled him. He brushed by her to sit back on his stool before the unorganized wooden table.
"That blue one you just had? I liked that one." She smiled and brushed a blonde hair from her face. Though he thought her as irritating, he could not help but noticed the attractive slim lines to her face, the way the swell of her breasts pressed against her shirt, or the way her jeans curved about her hips. But, as a brother he would never admit this interest to anyone, especially to himself.
"That one? I thought it stunk worse that the previous two." His sisters eyes twinkled. "I threw it all out." He turned about, thinking that was the end of the conversation.
"Could you make some more Davy?"
Davy? Why was she so interested in some noxious fumes that he could barely stand? "I suppose so. But why?" He noticed she was twirling a lock of hair before her face, almost shyly. David was irritated at his sisters strange behaviour, as well as her invasion into his "lab".
"I kind of liked it. Maybe I will use it as perfume."
She's gotta be kidding?! No one would get within thirty feet of her. "I need to get some work done Kerry. Get out of here!" His voice was beginning to rise, expecting the same from his normally abrasive sister. Normally, they could barely stand in the same room this long without a loud argument erupting.
Surprisingly, she simply put on a pouty face and disappeared from the basement, allowing her brother to have the last word. A rarity, the David never enjoyed.
The Sweet Smell of Lust - II (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
"What is that smell?" David entered the kitchen just as his mother was coming home from work and asked her query.
Kerry answered, "David's newest try. I kind of like this one don't you?" He noticed his sister had changed into her night clothes already, something she never did until minutes before going to bed. Her long blonde hair was untidy and she looked like she had already taken a shower.
"Oh yes. David", his mother smiled at him, "I don't know if you succeeded this time but it does smell... different." Kerry nodded enthusiastically. "Not a good, or bad, smell. Just different." She hung up her coat and purse before helping out her daughter with supper.
Still depressed from the failed experiments David snapped, "Well its gone, I flushed it just like the rest." He sat at the table, mentally tired from his hard work downstairs.
Kerry contributed, "He threw it all away. I asked him if he could make more." The two ladies looked expectantly at him.
"That is a great idea, David why don't you make more of that batch? What do you call it?" The two ladies looked expectantly at him.
The direction of the conversation surprised him, why did his sister and mother not leave the topic alone. Besides the last liquid stunk awfully, didn't they realize that. "Toilet Water", he responded thinking of the only thing that came to him. It really didn't matter, since he hadn't any more. "I don't have time to make more, I have to try getting my lab right and I don't have many more ideas."
Only a few minutes later, supper was on the table. David ate heartily, and didn't notice that his sister barely touched her food or that no one was speaking. Mentally, the youth went over the last few tries of his experiment, and was puzzled that his hypotheses had been wrong to date. According to his own theories, a scent was possible within the boundaries of the last few tries. Again, he was excited at the usage of such a success on his part; help people stop smoking, decrease hunger in overweight people, make violent offenders more agreeable, etc.
He suddenly stopped counting money that he had yet to earn. Irritated at his own fantasies and disgusted at his last few failed lab attempts.
When finally David was finished his food, he looked up to find his sister starring off into space, her hands below the table. While his mother had unbuttoned the top of her blouse to gently scratch her nails upon the skin of her upper chest. Her other hand absentmindedly eating. Even though the two sets of clothes, the nipples of both ladies was plainly seen poking through the fabric, which was so evident that even the normally preoccupied teen noticed. Kerry was obviously not wearing any bra beneath her nightshirt. And his attractive slim mothers much larger breasts appeared to rise and fall perceptibly with every breath she took.
"Mom?"
She shook her head, "Yes dear?" Kerry also returned to the conversation, her face flush and her hands shaking slightly. She looked at him peculiar.
"Are you okay?"
"Hum... definitely yes." Then giggled. A sound David had never heard from his mother, she also blushed. "I was thinking that I want you to make more `Toilet Water'." She took a bite of food. Kerry looked expectantly at her younger brother.
"Maybe next week." He was very puzzled. "After I hand in my experiment."
"Why so long?" Asked Kerry.
Before he could say anything, his mother interjected, "No that is reasonable. After your due date then David."
The Sweet Smell of Lust - III (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
That very night, even before he fell asleep, David heard a noise. A low moan coming from down the hall from his mothers room. At first he tried to ignore it, then imagined she was simply having a dream. But, ultimately he decided to see if she was all right. After the way the two ladies of the household acted at supper, he wondered if they had ate something rotten.
Outside his mothers door, he could hear the noise much easier. A low moan that definitely came from his mother. She must be sick? In case she was still asleep, David opened the door to her room slowly, only enough to peek in.
His mother was alone. She lay in the middle of the bed, with the covers up to her chin. Her legs were widely spread beneath the light covering, and her knees bent. Between the gap of her legs, below her stomach, her hands were moving beneath the bedspread. David's eyes nearly popped when he realized his mother was masturbating.
Quickly closing the door in case she noticed her only son, he stood trembling before his single parents room. He could still picture her face as it was tightly clenched as if working mightily, which in a way she was. The movements that he could only guess at, suggested his mother had both her hands between her legs while her hips pressed rhythmically upwards. The glistening of sweat upon her forehead her tongue whipping out to lick her lips, flashed through his mind.
He was also amazed that he had a hard-on.
Quietly retreating, he stopped before Kerry's door and silently opened it. At this point he was wondering why the two ladies were acting differently this evening. His sister was not awake, yet neither was she clothed.
Kerry lay naked upon her messy bed, a pillow stuffed between her legs, and her back to the door. Only her white buttocks, and back, could be seen. Quickly he closed the door to his sisters room.
The teen stood bewildered in the hallway for several minutes, the sound of his mothers self pleasure getting louder. Why had they acted different at supper? What changed that caused his mother to act so brazenly before her children? Why had Kerry been uncharacteristically docile with him? It didn't make sense to the youth.
The Sweet Smell of Lust - IV (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
The next day, everything was normal. So much so, that he sort of missed the silent attention he was part of at supper the day before. Kerry had screamed at him to get out of the bathroom, while his mother scolded both for not getting along with sister.
It was at school, in his Biology class that a hypotheses came to him. Why his mother and sister acted strangely yesterday? The "Toilet Water"! Didn't they consistently bring up his experiment, and that they wanted him to make more of the foul smelling liquid?
David's instructor said, "Some smells get different reactions to different animals." David decided to make more!
Yet, why did his mother and sister display symptoms of sexual heightened awareness from the smell? It must have set off some reaction of its own in the chemistry of their bodies. And what did they have in common? Their sex, of course! Fuzzy was a male hamster and it was obvious that the small mammal was not affected by the scent.
Three o'clock took forever to come around, but when it did David ran home to start another batch of "Toilet Water".
The Sweet Smell of Lust - V (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
Since his mother had showed more outward signs of the sweet smell of his experiment, David decided to test it out upon her first. He resolved not to carry the experiment too far, if indeed it worked as he thought, he would halt the experiment and then document his lab. He would be done.
It was just before bedtime and Kerry was in bed, his mother sat down in the family room reading. David sat down across from her, his experiment newly unstopped and open to the air on a tray hidden next to a pile of magazines. He feigned reading.
Only a few seconds after sitting, his mother began to shift about. Seemingly to get comfortable.
Then she undid a few extra buttons of her blouse while licking her lips continuously.
Looking over the edge of the book, nothing else seemed to happen for several minutes, and David began to wonder if he was wrong about the aroma of this experiment. Then she moaned.
It wasn't a tired, or content moan. But a moan that he had heard last evening. And he saw that her eyes were closed, though she still had the book up pretending to read.
"Would you like something from the kitchen mom?" David put down his book and stood up.
"Hum?" She opened her eyes and looked her son up and down minutely. "Yes. Something wet dear." The word "wet" was emphasized.
He left her alone for about two minutes, another of his tests. When he returned things seemed normal until he looked about. Sitting upon the carpet, partially tucked under the couch was a pair of panties, most probably his mothers. Her blouse now looked wrinkled, while her skirt was pulled up above her knees.
The awful stench was plainly in the air, and his mother finally asked, "Did you make more `Toilet Water' honey?" She looked feverish.
"Yea. I left it down here somewhere. Your right the smell isn't so bad, what do you think maybe I should try it on Fuzzy again?"
She licked her lips, "I like it." She looked about the room, the said quickly, "Maybe you should go to bed baby?"
"I'm not tired yet."
"Well, why don't you go and read in your room?" She was shifting her weight constantly now. "I'm going soon, I just wanted to finish this chapter." David realized she wanted to be alone, and wondered if he should let her.
He made a decision and stood. "Okay mom." He bent forward and kissed her cheek which caused a violent spasm to run through her body. It didn't look painful, rather it looked like she was trying to control herself but was barely succeeding.
Leaving the family room, David only went so far that he could not be seen. Almost as soon as he was out of sight, the familiar moaning began again. This time accompanied by the springs of the couch, which suggested his mother was repeating the sight he saw her do the night before.
Again, his hard on reminded him that this was more than just an experiment. Yet the young experimenter denied it to himself.
The Sweet Smell of Lust - VI (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
Since the next day was Saturday, David was working in his "lab" as soon as he awoke. He found the evaporated beaker empty of "Toilet Water" just where he left it. Evidence of his mothers self pleasure was no where to be seen and neither was the discarded panties.
She hadn't come down for breakfast, but slept in until late in the morning. And when she did awake, she purposely attempted to ignore her son. Which he figured she did from embarrassment. So they both went about there business for half the day. It was just early into the afternoon when his mother came down into his "lab" while his sister was at her field hockey practice.
"David, dear."
Looking up surprised, "Oh, hi mom."
She looked and sounded nervous, "I was wondering..."
"Yes?"
"...if you have any more `Toilet Water'?" She looked relieved that she finally got the question out, but still would not meet her sons eyes.
This question took the teen by surprise, the fact that his mother appeared to enjoy the scent of his experiment, he would never have guessed she would solicit him for it. Of course he had made a larger batch for his experiment last night than what was actually used, but was not sure if he should use it. He did grab a beaker from the shelf and then look up at his mother.
"I have more, but I don't think I should let you have any." He felt on unsure ground, since he was unsure how strongly she felt about his experiment. Nor could he reveal to her, why he would not let her have more of the liquid.
She looked desirable at the full beaker and licked her lips slowly. "Yes that's it. David give it to me please." She attempted to look stern at her only son, but he could see pleading in her eyes. "Listen young man!" Uh, oh. "You will give me the `Toilet Water' this instant or you're grounded for a week. Do you understand me?"
What was happening? His mother was never the stern one in the house, nor had she ever spoken to him or Kerry in that voice either. A defiance rose within, "No." She looked surprised. David was unsure the scent was not causing any permanent damage to his mother, or sister, and until he knew the extent of the liquid he did not want the "Toilet Water" out of his controlled hands.
Something inside his mother changed, her eyes remained the same, but she seemed to "soften". Her hand came down and rested upon his, the other fell to his shoulder squeezing gently. She drew up close and kissed him softly upon his brow then whispered into his ear, "Please David." He didn't answer, but was only thinking of his experiment and the actions it caused in the women of the house. Hoarsely, "I'll do anything for you!"
Her emphasis on "anything" hadn't gotten by David. And for the first time he realized what was going on, his own mother was trying to seduce her son for more "Toilet Water". He felt a nervous shiver run through him and he froze, never before had a woman proposition or acted this way about him. Nor did he know how to handle it. Sure, he had been excited after witnessing his mothers, and sisters, bodies. But to actually think of a physical relationship with them never crossed his mind.
His experiment had gotten out of control. His own mother was turning into a addict for his lab attempt, and into a slut. David was more than a little confused. He knew the right thing would be to destroy the remaining "Water" and then rip apart his notes, but something stopped him. Some inner voice or desire.
After the nervous silence, he could almost feel his mothers triumphant smile beside him. "I just want a little bit baby." He hand moved down from his shoulder to his strong hard chest. "I've seen you looking at me, I'm not blind. What that delicious smell does to me. How it makes me feel. You can see what I'm going through right darling?" Her hand rubbing his stomach gently as he still sat frozen at his bench facing his mother. "I know I am still attractive. Do you think I am pretty David?" She only paused briefly, but he didn't answer. His mothers hand slide down past his belt to firmly grasp his crotch, she could feel his organ growing beneath the denim of his jeans. "What you do not realize... is what I am willing to do for more `Toilet Water'." This time she took her other hand and pulled his towards her, she turned his palm until it was facing upwards then immediately pressed it upwards into the crotch of her shorts. She also gave him a meaningful squeeze, his cock painfully confined inside his pants. "Is there anything you would like me to do for you baby?" She licked his ear slowly and seductively and wiggled her hips grinding her covered sex into his hand.
"Mother?!" He sat frozen, but realized he would do anything for this woman now. His lack of experience with women did not help him with this situation. Nor help him realize he held the "upper hand" and not her.
"Let me have some David, please!" He reluctantly pulled his hand from between her legs and found a small vial and filled it with the foul smelling liquid she so desired. When he unstopped the beaker, his mother inhaled hugely and then sighed content. "Yes baby...", both her hands fumbled with his jeans, "if you make your mother happy, she'll...", her hands finally opened his pants and she pulled his rock hard cock from its confines, "...make you happy." She immediately dropped to her knees before him and pressed her face downwards his cock sunk to the root inside her mouth. She moaned even as her face began to move up and down, sucking him hungrily.
David gasped surprised, and excited beyond belief. A part of him felt this was wrong, that it was not his mother sucking his cock, but his experiment that had somehow altered her actions. Yet, another part of him, the teenage hormones, the animal passion, the lustful bastard within him won. He reached out and held his mothers head, not wanting her to stop the delicious sensation. Though she showed no inclination at stopping. In fact she was sucking with a passion that suggested she needed this as much as David now did.
When his orgasm exploded, all his resistance and energy went with it. His mother didn't miss a drop, instead swallowed loudly and hungrily. It felt like an eternity when she finally stood, whipped her mouth with the back of her hand, then grabbed for the small stopped vial and quickly exited the small room. David sat gasping, contemplating his thoughts and feelings of what just happened.
The Sweet Smell of Lust - VII (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
Perhaps an hour later, David stood before his mothers bedroom door. Alone in the large house, David earlier could hear the sound of his mothers pleasure. Her sobs, cries of passion, the squeaky bed, and her loud sighs of pleasure. When finally the house was silent he found himself upstairs.
The teen didn't knock upon the closed door, but he attempted to be quiet, as he opened it slowly. Laying naked beneath a thin sheet upon the bed was his mother. Her skin was glistening with sweat, her body still quivered, and her eyes were starring up at the ceiling. David also noticed several smells, his foul smelling experiment was obvious as was the empty vial next to her bed, the smell of his mothers sweat, but the smell that he could not place right away was the smell of his mothers sexual heat and passion. Standing there in the doorway looking at her, he again felt his penis rise.
The almost forty year-old woman slowly looked down from the ceiling towards the foot of her bed. She looked her son over, her eyes no longer had that peculiar look to them any longer, including the obvious bulge in his pants. David watched as her eyes again returned to his, then begin to water. She began to cry. A fountain of tears flowed down her cheeks as she threw an oblong object previously hidden from his sight over to the corner. She tiredly rolled onto her side, making sure her nakedness was fully covered from her son.
David looked at what she had thrown, it was a rubber cock, still glistening with her wet juices. Feeling horny, David didn't move for several minutes until guilt took over his previous emotions. Taking his eyes from the bed and his mother, he took a few steps over to the window and opened it wide, allowing fresh air to clean the large room. Then he quickly departed, closing the door behind him. The sounds of his mothers sobs replacing the passionate sounds from earlier.
The Sweet Smell of Lust - VIII (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
Two days went by, and David again threw himself into more attempts at his lab experiments. He hide the "Toilet Water" behind some books in his "lab", not wanting anyone to get their hands upon the dangerous liquid. After the other days events, his guilt had not allowed him to consider any further attempts upon the women in his household. He loved them too much to make them do something they did not want to do. His mother's tears were proof of that.
Lucky for David, his mother had not spoken about Saturdays incident in his "lab". Nor had she said anything about the light blue liquid. He felt a tension between them, but he was happy that she treated him exactly the same as she always had. At least until her actions became controlled by the "Toilet Water".
His sister was the only one to bring up his experiments, she inquired into how long it was before his assignment was finished so he could make more "Water"? His answer, since his mother had not been around was a shrug then "soon". She smiled happily then left him alone - he knew that Kerry's desires were fuelled by the hungry for the "Water" and was not acting herself. After she left, he resolved to never allow either woman access to the liquid, under any circumstance.
A circumstance happened just Tuesday morning, hours before David's alarm even went off. A voice in his ear awoke him, "Wake up darling."
In seconds, he realized his mother was in his bed, underneath the covers with him. Her mouth almost against his ear, her right hand already measuring his sex outside his underwear. He realized she was wearing a silk nightgown, one that he knew she owned but had never seen worn before. Probably because it was practically see through, and his normally shy mother would never expose herself in front of her children. Until "Toilet Water" that is.
"I know your awake." She squeezed his cock, "Your mommy wants more of that wonderful scent." She quickly tongued his ear. "And you know your mom will do anything to get it." Her hand drew out his penis, and began to stroke it even as her pelvis began to press into her son's hip. "Mommy knows what little boys want!" The wet tongue slid down his neck.
David could feel the warmth of her crotch through the silk against his hip. Still in a half sleep stage and against his better judgement, his buttocks began to press up and down, his cock sliding back and forth in his mothers hand. Yet, he was successful in muttering, "No", several times.
"No?" She drew away from him, until she only lay next to him. Still whispering, "Will you give me more `Toilet Water' David?"
She sounded like a little girl to David, wanting something she already knew was bad for her. "Go back to bed mom." Those simple words were very hard for him to say.
"Didn't you like my blow job?" It was a rhetorical question - the amount of sperm that shot out of him was proof enough to both. "I'll do anything David." He was beginning to understand just how strong those words were when the topic of his experiment came into play. "I know you want me, I can see it in your eyes. Don't all young men want to fuck their mother?" She quickly got off the bed and stood next to it for several seconds. As if contemplating her next move.
David was about to again tell her to go to bed, that she was not going to get any "Water" this evening. When she quickly pulled the sexy silk nightgown up over her head and let it drop to the ground behind her.
Never before had he seen a frontal nude woman before, except in pictures. And even though his mom was thirty eight years-old she had a body on par with those young girls in magazines. She stood with the outside light framing her body, she looked angelic and David felt his desire rising and his ethical beliefs drop.
She didn't need to say anything, instead his mother began to roam her own body with her hands. She began to put on a show for her only son. To seduce him. To get what she wanted, "Toilet Water". She was the addict and her son was the only outlet to this addiction.
David sat up in bed, near the edge, watching as his mom manipulated her large breasts and the dark nipples. "Mom...?!" She reached out to him, and drew his head to her bosom.
The nipple entered his mouth and he suckled from some natural instinct. He could taste her salty skin, her stall perfume, and even her sweat. David quivered in uncontrolled delight as the other breast was also presented to him. He brought up his hands to hold her heavy breasts up and together, while her hands simply stroked his forehead and hair lovingly.
When finally David sat back, taking his hands from her warm body, and could see the glistening saliva he left upon her pale fleshy breasts.
His mother slowly turned until her back was to her son, then she bent over at the waist. One of her hands reached around and pulled a cheek apart, while the other reached between her legs to spread her vaginal lips. Her exposure was complete, David could see everything even in the dim light.
David extended one hand and touched his mothers warm smooth rear thigh. She didn't move as his hand moved to her buttock, and pulled it apart from the other. For almost a minute, he viewed the dimly lit blonde pussy and asshole.
As he watched, the hand that was holding her outer vaginal lips apart moved and he watched as two fingers disappeared into her sex. His mother jack-hammered them into herself for several seconds then brought them out. She stood back up and turned about facing her only son, the slimy fingers were offered to him.
As he opened his lips, the juice covered fingers entered his mouth and he could taste the peculiar, and sensual taste of his mothers sex. She finally spoke after her long silence, "You can have this anytime dear." He hungrily sucked her fingers clean. "But you know what I want."
It was simply too much for the teenager, a naked woman offering herself to him was a dream come true. Even if it was his mother, his hormones now controlled his actions. Reaching out, mesmerized by her body, David slid a hand between her legs to cup her sex. He could feel the moisture there, as well as the furry bush covering a warm smooth slit.
The attractive woman lifted one leg to rest her foot on the edge of the bed, giving more access for her son. "You like mummy's pussy baby?"
The vaginal slit seemed to lead him to the wonderful hole he had only heard about. His middle finger entered her easily, all the way to the knuckle. She moaned lightly and moved her hips forward to allow easier access.
"Go get the "Toilet Water" and I'll let you fuck me dear." She smiled uncertainly at her only son. He simply looked up and then quickly ran from the room, his pussy juice covered finger already in this mouth.
It took only a few moments for him to return with another small vial with a thimble full of his experiment. His mother spoke rapidly, anxiously, "Open it David, hurry!" He did, then set it down next to the bed.
David's mother inhaled deeply, taking in all the musk. He watched as she began to tremble and concentrate upon the foul stench he could smell. As was expected, David watched as his mother began to show signs of her excitement. The hardened nipples, the tongue upon the lips, the hard eyes, and the familiar scent of his mothers enjoyment.
She turned her head towards her only son and looked down at his cock. Feverishly she jumped for the bed and stood next to it, bent over at the waist, her bottom raised for her sons enjoyment. His mom was breathing extremely fast, and could not wait for some pleasure and began to use her own hand upon her wet sex.
David could barely hear her mumble as she masturbated before him, "I don't care anymore I just want your cock baby!" And, "Fuck me David, use me as your whore!"
As he stepped forward, she held open her vaginal lips to guide him to the pleasure hole he sought. His hips shot forward and he found himself inside his mothers sex. The squeals of delight she made was proof enough that she enjoyed him inside her most private of places.
She screamed into a pillow, as her first orgasm came upon her. David began to drive his hips back and forth, while looking down to watch his hard prick slide in and out of the sloppy wet hole below the pale cheeks.
It took only a few quick moments for his orgasm to begin, and he flooded his mothers love channel with an abundant amount of seed. While she ground her hips with enjoyment, and moaned out her pleasure as she also felt the sperm enter deep inside her.

David awoke by the sharp noise of his alarm clock, then sat up to contemplate what had happened to him the night before. Next to the bed was the empty vial of "Toilet Water", and on the floor was the silk nightgown his mother had worn. It was unmistakable what had happened here not long ago.
Yet he was alone.
Something inside of him had changed, he knew it. The respectable teenager whose morals included the acceptance of incest as a sin was disintegrated. His morning hard on pulsated with the immoral thoughts of his mothers sexy body. He also knew his mind wasn't altered by any drug, but rather he had awakened to a new pleasure - sex.
Rising, he found his sister already hogging the bathroom and a note from his mother saying she left for work early. After a shower, the young man dressed and went down feeling superb.
If not for his sisters normal grumpy reaction to him first thing then, he would have had a great day. Instead her initial snarl of discontent was enough for him to smile a knowing smile and tell her to "fuck off". She practically screamed for several moments at him. Then he simply said, "I made more `Toilet Water'."
David received the reaction he was hoping for, his sister suddenly became docile and smiled warmly at her younger brother. "Why didn't you tell me David?"
"I just did."
"Silly! Where is it?" She asked, he eyes huge and expectant.
"I can get it - but are you sure you want me to?" He looked at the clock, he had to leave within thirty minutes.
Kerry nodded earnestly. "Okay, but come down to the family room with me." He disappeared into his lab and poured another small vial. His sister was waiting for him as he had asked, and he could see that she could hardly wait for the "Water" scent.
Unstopping it, he set it down on the coffee table, realizing that this was the same place he had tested his mother with the liquid. As he watched, Kerry's body relaxed and she lay back upon the couch - a huge smile upon her face. Soon she began to wiggle her thighs together, and giggle softly to herself. Nervously she looked over at her "baby" brother.
David knelt next to his sexy slim sister and placed a hand upon her breasts. Smaller than their mothers, it was also firm and the nipple extremely pointy as it dug into his hand. "What are you doing David?" She asked, while having trouble getting the words out as she breathed hard. Yet she didn't remove his hand and just watched him with a peculiar look in her eye.
"I'm playing with your boob. I have always liked your boobs Kerry." He placed the other hand upon the free breast. She wiggled about while looking nervously at her brother. He could tell she was enjoying the attention yet knew she should not let her younger brother fondle her chest - she just could not do anything about it.
"Please stop David!" She sounded very serious, yet did not make a move to stop him. Nor did he intend to stop, the experiment continued to heighten his sisters sexual senses and ultimately his own. Only hours before his mother had taken his virginity. Applying his lust towards Kerry did not seem wrong in any way. "You don't realize what you are doing." Her lower half was wiggling about.
"Take off all your clothes sis." He said it simply and then sat back taking his hands from her.
Kerry stared at him for several seconds, startled at her brothers words. "No Davy its wrong!"
"If you ever want more `Toilet Water' you will do everything I say." He spoke rather abruptly. And since Kerry's body was sexually excited beyond her own control she had no choice but to accept her brothers orders. Even if, under normal circumstances, she would have rebelled.
Kerry groaned in submission and then began to tear off her jeans, T-shirt, and socks. Breathing hard, with only her bra and panties, watching and waiting for her brother's interest she did not even realize her left hand was gently rubbing outside her covered crotch.
"Don't forget your underwear. How am I going to fuck you if you are wearing clothes?" Kerry had been reaching for the panties when she heard the last sentence. Her face showed shock, but her hands trembled and she scrambled to pull her cotton briefs off. Giggling she rolled over onto her stomach and wiggled her pert young buttocks at her younger brother.
David recognized his sisters nervousness and playfulness. He concluded this strange reaction simply from her age. Mother had been older, more secure about her body and its responses. While his sister was youthful and still in the learning stages for her own sexual awareness.
Her sexual scent was strong in the large room, even overpowering the rancid odour of his experiment. Unzipping his jeans, as well as walking about the couch, behind his sister, he sharply slapped her white buttock. She jumped and giggled nervously, then a long drawn out moan escaped her lips. Surprised at this response, he again spanked her bottom, enjoying the sight of her youthful buttocks clenching and jerking. "Dave please!" Again the hand came down, and again. Each time was even harder than the last. He realized he loved spanking his sister, taking out the years of arguments and sibling fights with every blow.
Gone was the giggling, now she was just rotating her hips while pressing her pelvis against the hard cushion of the couch, her moaning constant. It was obvious, she was close to orgasm. "Please what?" David finally asked, baiting her.
Attempting to entice her brother she wiggled her buttocks up off the couch in back and forth motions, "Hurry, put it in!" He hadn't moved, but just enjoyed the sight of her blazing red ass that he had caused. "Please David, fuck me!" She almost screamed out.
With that, he straddled his sisters thighs and used one hand to aim his cock and the other to pull apart one of her ass cheeks. It took a few long seconds until his aim found the overheated sexual hole that easily accommodated him. "Thank you David! Thank you..." She sighed very loudly then began to rotate her hips, anxious for his strokes.
Kerry, quickly began to scream out. Her body loosing all control and trembling violently beneath him. She broke out in a sweat and attempted to clench her muscles, as the orgasm overcame her senses. The visually stunning orgasm also started her brothers. He pulled his rock hard cock out of her and then placed it between the strong cheeks of her ass. The damp valley was firmly pressed together but offered a wonderful alternative to finish his strokes. His cock rode along her ass crack for a few more seconds before he felt the explosion exit from his body. Looking down he watched as his seed coated much of his sisters tail bone and upper crack.
She moaned contentedly, happy to feel his hot sperm upon her skin.
Slowly standing up and stuffing his penis back into his pants he said, "Your going to be late for school if you don't hurry up." He quickly turned and began to leave her laying there.
"If you want, I'll be waiting here when you get back?" He turned about to see her looking past her sweaty shoulder. "I'd like to do this more often. How much more `Toilet Water' do you have?" He simply smiled as a response then turned about and departed.
The Sweet Smell of Lust - X (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
David's day was spent reminiscing about the last few weeks with his mother and sister. The differences in both, the similarities. For instance; Kerry had a strong taunt body while his mother's was soft and curvy, then the taste of his mothers sexual juices were stronger and his sisters had a sharp taste, also the differences in the feel of his cock inside of his mother was juicier while Kerry had a tight hot pussy. The day disappeared in these memories.
After getting home, he settled down to distribute the `Toilet Water' to several tumble sized vials. He was convinced his experiment was successful. So much so, that he wanted to enjoy the benefits of his success.
The door opened and closed upstairs, and he heard the sound of his mothers heels upon the hardwood floor of the kitchen. "Mom would you come down here please?" He shouted up, then quickly hide the vials about his lab in different places. He listened as the heels descended the stairs towards him.
Without a word, his mom entered his small lab and stood before him, her eyes looking everywhere but at her son. David openly enjoyed the sight of his attractive mother in her "power" suit. The blazer and skirt, the white silky blouse, white nylons and heels. She looked professional and sexy, he realized. Also nervous.
Reaching out he placed his hand directly upon her buttock and rolled it about her backside. She still didn't move. Ignoring her quiet nervousness, he reached out and lifted her skirt up to her waist. The white nylons covered her shapely backside and long legs all the way to her waist. "I enjoyed last night mom." She still didn't move or say anything. "I especially enjoyed watching you finger your wet pussy." It looked like she was about to say something but bit her bottom lip instead. "I would like to watch you rub your juicy cunt right now." The words made her jerk her head back, and she tensed up her buttocks beneath her sons hands.
He knew of her reluctance, the same emotion she showed the last time he confronted her after an encounter. He also didn't care, his desires controlled his emotions now. And he knew what controlled his mother - his successful experiment. As long as there was a chance for another "fix" she would put up with his attentions. And when the urge was becoming unbearable, she used any means at her disposal to get it.
A hand came up before her to wave a small vial of light blue liquid. His mother licked her lips hungrily and starred right at the liquid as her son's other hand groped her shapely ass. He could tell all her resistance suddenly disappeared after she saw the liquid. "I'll play with myself anytime you want darling, but wouldn't you rather I suck you off?" She turned towards him, using a sexy look that had worked the night before.
Smiling in triumph at his own mother, "I don't' like your underwear mom, take them off." She reached down and hooked both thumbs into the elastic waist band for her nylons. While looking into her sons eyes, she pushed then down and stepped out of her undergarments quickly.
Then still holding her skirt up to her waist, her hairy sex visible to her son's lecherous eyes, "Where do you want me dear?" She smiled seductively.
Handing her the vial, "Here mom. Go upstairs and get ready for me." She quickly grabbed the small vial and then nodded happily at her son before rushing out of his lab and up the stairs. David felt his hardened cock press painfully against his jeans, then smiled knowing his loving mom would handle it for him.
The Sweet Smell of Lust - XI (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
To put it bluntly, David had sex at least twice a day. With his mother and sometimes with his sister. Anytime he wished, anywhere he wished. Though he would never tell Kerry, he desired the incestuous relationship with his mother more. She was easily more experienced, but mostly because it seemed "wrong".
In only a few short days, they had become his sexual playmates. Living only to please him so they can enjoy the scent of "Toilet Water". Kerry knew that her brother was fucking their mom, but didn't seem to care. While David's mother did not know about her daughter acting in the same way she herself was doing.
David planned on changing that.
Opening a large dosage of "Toilet Water", his sister couldn't keep her hands away from her sex. And though she attempted to entice her brother to fuck her, he only watched for a few moments before leaving her alone. Kerry moaned loudly but then put all her energy into her cunt, and the huge sexual ache between her legs.
His mother awoke with her son's words, "Wake up mother." She realized the covers were pulled back and her nightgown pulled up to her waist. Then she smelled the scent, faintly.
Standing at the foot of the bed, David stood naked looking down at his attractive mother. She smiled lovely at him before spreading her legs and then using her hands to manipulate her sex. She did this both from desire, as well as the knowledge her son loved to watch her play with herself.
This show lasted for a few moments, until David saw, smelt, and heard the juice from his mothers sex. Her body was reacting as normal, in only a few moments she would be beyond control of her own body. "Get up mom." She scrambled to comply. "And take that gown off, I want you naked." She stood before her son naked, not even thinking about what he had in store for her, just wondering where the wonderful scent of the "Toilet Water" was coming from. One hand held her breast and the other cupping her sex, they both helped her with the sexual urges she felt and could not control.
"Come with me." She followed her son out of her room and down the hallway. Before she even realized where she was, David had opened Kerry's bedroom door and pushed his mom before him just inside the room.
Masturbating furiously was Kerry, the strong scent of pussy and "Water" powerful and obvious in the air. David watched as the horror and understanding came to his mother, it was written upon her face. He also saw, that she could not stop playing with herself, even standing watching her own daughter finger her sloppy cunt. The experiment took hold of the middle aged woman and she did not resist in any way, though her face revealed otherwise.
He held his mothers breasts in his young strong hands, enjoying the texture and feel of her bountiful breasts. "Kerry?"
"Davy!" She opened her eyes, and after a brief glance of recognition at her naked mother looked right into David's. "I need it baby brother, come fuck me!" She whined and began to pump two fingers into herself with earnest, obviously wanting to please her brother. She also knew he liked to watch her masturbate. "I'm wet and ready for your hard cock."
David's mom could not take her eyes from her daughter, and the words from her mouth astonished and excited her. He knew she was almost at the point where she would not be able to control herself until she had at least one orgasm.
"Mom loves to use her mouth, don't you mom?" She simply ground her ample buttocks into her son's hard on. Kerry again looked at her mom with a new interest. Taking one hand from her breast, David used it to open her mouth. "Stick your tongue out mother, show Kerry what your going to fuck her with." His mother complied.
Kerry groaned in anticipation. "Please mommy, fuck my pussy!" The teenager opened the outer lips of her sex allowing the two in the doorway an excellent view of her inner wet pink lips and hole. David had guessed correctly, that his sister did not care where her orgasm came from.
David felt his mom shudder also in anticipation. "Go ahead mom, I think you know what to do." He pushed her forward. "Fuck our mothers face Kerry and maybe I'll fuck your face at the same time." His mom knelt on the bed, her face quickly pressed between the youthful thighs and Kerry's response told him that the tongue was inside his sister.
His moms head bobbed up and down as she tongue fucked her daughter even while her bottom was almost straight up. David could see that she was still fingering her own vagina, unable to control her urges even now.
Kneeling next to his sister, he guided her face towards his cock, and she eagerly took him in. The sight was fabulous and David moaned in enjoyment - this little play that he had put together. Holding his sisters head still, the youth began to slam in and out of her tiny mouth. He heard Kerry gag several times when his dick was deeply embedded down the back of her throat, but it still seemed to turn the girl on. Even while bobbing her face between Kerry's thighs, his mom watched yearningly at her son fuck her daughters mouth. Perhaps she wished it was she laying there.
Pulling from the wet mouth, David crawled about behind his mother. She pulled apart her vagina to facilitate her son's access, while wiggling her buttocks about enticingly. "What a wonderful sight mother." David ran a single finger down the length of her ass crack all the way past her flowered open wet vagina. He moved it back upwards. "I wonder what it would be like to fuck you here?!" He pressed the digit firmly into her rectum until the nail disappeared.
The youth bent forward and pressed his face into his moms crack, his tongue finding her sweaty anus. She groaned out when his tongue slide into her asshole, "Not there darling, in my cunt." She had returned two fingers to her hole.
Her son took his face from behind her, "Have you ever been fucked in the ass mom?"
"N... no."
"Well I'm going to fuck your ass. I'm going to take your virginity like you took mine." Quickly the youth sat back onto his heels, and aimed his saliva covered cock at the dark pink anal hole. The blunt end entered with much resistance, until the head slipped past the rectal ring and the shaft easily entered until he was embedded all the way inside his moms bowels. "Fuck, your ass's tight!"
"Aggrhhh!" His mom could no longer continue with her mouth work and simply moaned loudly. David thought she may have even orgasmed.
Kerry looked deliriously at the sight between her legs, her baby brother had his cock inside their mom's wide ass, in her asshole. The thought was turned her on deliciously and she crawled out from under her mom. Laying practically upon her moms back, Kerry had her face but six inches from the invaded bum, her brother slowly fucking the tight cavity which clung to the sides of his hard cock.
The young woman quickly rolled off her mom and knelt next to her, she want the same. Using her hands, she pulled apart the cheeks of her ass and then said in a girlish voice, "Davy? Fuck my asshole too!"
The youth simply grinned then pulled out, with a slit pop, from the tight confines of his moms butt hole. Quickly scurrying behind his sister, he forced the head of his slimy cock into her asshole. She groaned loudly from the pleasurable pain.
The "Toilet Water" controlled the actions of the two overheated women. So much so that Kerry's perverse attraction to the sight of her mother's sodomy caused a quick succession of orgasms to rocket through her body. She practically convulsed for two minutes before collapsing unable to move or say anything.
David pulled out from his sisters asshole, and saw that his mom was still in the position he had left her in, but had two fingers again inside her vagina. The woman could not get enough. David again knelt behind his mom and aimed his cock back into the stretched anal hole. "Thank god David!" She pressed back desperately when he again drove his penis home.
The Sweet Smell of Lust - XII (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
David's home life had become every teenage boy's fantasy. To screw two attractive women at his discretion. In fact, his newest interest was to watch his mother and sister eat the others pussy. This was often a preliminary to his joining in. And as long as he had "Toilet Water" about to reward the ladies, before or after the sexual session, there was little he could not do with their lovely bodies.
About the house, the two women wore skimpy whorish clothing or nothing. The two sets of breasts were never held by a bra, and the only type of panty allowed to be worn was a skimpy high on the hips bikini type. Outside the house, both were allowed to act and dress "normal". Yet, a firm warning by David, telling his mom and sister that if they showed their any interest in another man, besides himself, they would never smell the orgasm inducing scent again. He threatened them by the simple fact that they could not control themselves when under the influence, and someone else may take advantage of this fact. The ladies became slaves to their own heightened desires.
Mrs. Wilson was David's next attempt at control. The forty year-old science teacher expected an assignment by her students, entries for the lab that was due. When the teenager turned in a thimble sized vial with light blue liquid and the twenty page document, the other students in the class laughed. The minuscule size of the result of week's of work came in such a small container, while others had to set up complex exhibits. And David's teacher raised her eye brows when she held the experiment.
David knew his experiment worked. Yet, others would also agree it was an immoral drug that must be banned. Also, the addicted ladies of his own household would be obvious under any scrutiny by authorities. David would be held accountable, and he didn't hold any illusions to the end result of that path.
Mrs. Wilson was a handsome, if not beautiful, woman. She always wore her wire rimmed eye glasses, had her graying hair pulled back in a bun, wore loose conservative clothing, and rarely showed any emotion except at the brilliance of science - her first passion. She had been married for twenty years, and had two daughters. David knew little else about the women, other than that.
It usually took a week for any experiments to be marked and returned, but it was only two days later that David knew she had "marked" his. Nothing was obvious, but Mrs. Wilson had a peculiar look in her eyes. "David may I talk to you after classes please?" He nodded in agreement, anxious to resolve this newest test.
Only hours later, "David, I must commend you on a successful experiment. It appears you did a comprehensive and in-depth analysis of her hypothesis and ultimately your results." He sat in the front row, and simply nodded, letting her take the initiative. "Yet, I don't know how I can recommend you represent our school at the science fair next month."
Feigning surprise, "Oh, way?"
"Ah...", she shifted uncontrollably, "well the lasting effects and the end result of your experiment would be unprofessional to include with the others."
"What affects are those Mrs. Wilson, my lab experiments showed it controlled mammals wonderfully?"
"Yes, I'm sure it did." She rearranged the papers on her desk. "You mention, only in passing, the heightened effect it had on your animals?" He had never called his mammals, "animals", his mom and sister deserved more respect that At the same time, he had never let on in his experiment that a human was used. Again he nodded, unsuccessfully hiding his smile. "Last night when I marked it..."
"Excuse me. Where did you mark it Mrs. Wilson?"
"In the teachers lounge. Anyway, as I was saying, last night I noticed the affect on myself." She nervously cleared her throat.
Pretending surprise, David asked, "You mean, the smell excited you?"
She ignored the question. "And with this side affect, it would be unseemly to include your work with the others." She looked at him sheepishly. After a few awkward seconds, after it was obvious David wasn't about to say anything she continued with the main purpose of this meeting. "There was so little, and it evaporated extremely quickly, I had little time to test your experiment. Could you submit more?"
He allowed the question to hang in the air for a few awkward seconds. "Yes. In fact I have another vial with me." He pulled it from his shoulder bag, which he had been carrying since handing in his experiment. David saw the hungry look in his instructor's eyes. He opened the vial and set it down on the desk before him.
Mrs. Wilson attempted to act normal, yet David could see the familiar effect take hold of her. When it was obvious her self control was teetering towards her sexual hunger, he spoke up again. "I was wondering Mrs. Wilson, did you have to masturbate last night?" He held her look expectantly.
A look of anger crossed her face, and then embarrassment. Mrs. Wilson turned deep red then spoke softly, "I don't see how that is relevant."
"Then you don't have your hand between your legs right now?" David had seen the familiar movements behind the desk, and realized her body language spoke volumes. "Did you feel better after you fingered your pussy last night, or did you have to go home and have sex with your husband?"
She blurted out, anxious to succeed on his mistake, "My husband was out of town last night."
"Then you must have fingered yourself again?" The noise of her juicy sex was now obvious in the classroom, and other than the fact she was hidden behind the desk - Mrs. Wilson didn't attempt to hid the obvious. She simply was not able to control herself.
"Actually I had to do it two more times." She was becoming indignant.
David stood up and walked to the front of the classroom. His teacher looked extremely nervous the closer he came. "I like to watch women play with themselves." She closed her eyes and moved her second hand down between her legs. "In fact my mother becomes an animal when she gets like this." Mrs. Wilson groaned, and then worked even harder on her masturbation. Obviously the incestuous and immoral sex talk was exciting her. "Last night it I had to fuck her twice before she was satisfied."
She gritted her teeth then gasped, "I'm going to come!"
Bending behind his instructor, he placed his mouth next to her ear and whispered, "This morning, mother rewarded my efforts by sucking me off." Mrs. Wilson grunted and then stiffened noticeably. The sweat upon her brow and the exhausted look in her eye was the after effects of her orgasm.
David pulled his teachers chair out from her desk, and saw that Mrs. Wilson had pulled her conservative skirt up to her waist and pushed her nylons and panties down to her knees. Both her hands covered her crotch, yet the smell drifted up to the teens nose - her vaginal secretions. The teen stood before his tired instructor smiling.
She knew what there was no pretence now, she also knew the extent of the "Toilet Water" and how much it would change her personality and outlook. "Okay, what do you want David?"
"You. Oh, and a good mark in this course." He laughed softly.
Her exhaustion was already wearing off and was being replaced by the power of the still prevalent scent. Taking a damp hand from between her thighs she pulled up her blouse and bra showing a single pale teat. The other hand spread the lips of her vagina while the knees spread as far apart as the seat would allow. Nothing was now hidden from the youth. "Is there anything you want right now?" The tinkle in her eye spoke volumes. Though she had much to learn about being seductive.
Laughing to himself, at his triumph, "Okay get up and bend over the desk." She rushed to comply.
The Sweet Smell of Lust - XIII (Part 1)
by Caesar, Copyright © 1995
The other conquest for David was the hottest looking girl in the school. She was a tall brunette that had a perfect figure and beautiful face. Many of the other girls envied and were jealous of her, while others outright hated the teen. The guys lusted and often fantasized about the girl, but unless you came from a rich family and drove a hot sports car, the girl would never even look twice.
She was also two years older than David, a senior. Leaving an expensive bottle of perfume and an anonymous note in her locker seemed to be a brilliant idea. Especially to David, since the girls vanity and self righteousness would force her to flaunt and use the perfume. Except, it wasn't perfume at all, but "Toilet Water", enough for two thimble sized applications.
After a few days, the teens normal cold and aloof attitude changed. She looked tired, desperate and hungry. No one really noticed, other than a few of her closest friends, but they hadn't a need to say anything.
David asked Mrs. Wilson to request a meeting with Virginia after school several days later. He thought she had been forced to wait long enough. His Chemistry teacher didn't care what was planned, just that this occasion would promise more of his experiment for her enjoyment. Nothing else mattered.
When Virginia finally entered the classroom, only a few moments late. She found an underclassman, whom she didn't even know, seated behind the teachers desk. "Hi. Is Mrs. Wilson here?" Nodding in agreement, he waved her in. "Well," she snapped at him, "where is she?"
Pulling back the chair, Virginia saw the instructors head bobbing before the scrawny youth. It was obvious, if not hard to believe, what was going on. He placed a hand on the back of her tightly bound hair and helped the middle-aged woman keep the pace. "As you can see she is a bit busy right now." It looked like Virginia was about to run out of the room. "Did you like the gift I sent you?" That halted her right in her tracks.
After a few seconds of silence, which the beautiful teen was facing the door uncertain of the next few moments, but unable to leave. "I have more. Much more. At least for my friends."
Virginia turned about and attempted to ignore the head in his lap while turning on her incredible charm. "It was very nice of you to send me..."
"Ahh... god, I'm going to come soon!" He looked up in amusement at the teen before him. "I don't have the patience to play any games with you Virginia. In fact, I would like you to be my girlfriend?"
The repulsion on her face was obvious. "You can't be serious?"
"I can, and I am." He placed a small stopped vial upon the desk before him, then pulled the lid from it. Virginia's eyes blazed at the light blue liquid, her desire obvious. "If you want that," pointing at the vial, "then you have until I come into Mrs. Wilson's sweet mouth to get over here and replace her. If you don't then you will never get any more `perfume'."
Virginia spun about and opened the door to leave. That's where she stopped, waited and thought, before turning and coming about the desk. Still acting haughty, the youth knelt down and bent between David's legs.
He pulled his frantically sucking teacher from his lap, using her hair. Seconds later, Virginia replaced Mrs. Wilson and was sucking David's cock with less enthusiasm. He grabbed the back of the pretty brunette head and forced her to speed up the tempo, her skill was less than adequate. If not for his instructors earlier efforts, it would have taken a very long time to come.
Holding her face against his crotch, he felt the jerks and spasms of his penis as it shot the sperm into the cheerleaders mouth. She gagged and coughed even while the head of his cock was deep in her throat. Behind Virginia, Mrs. Wilson gasped and David watched as she finished herself with her own hand - the skirt pulled up to her waist.
He pulled the pretty face from his lap, and noticed with amusement that a large drop of sperm was attached to her lower lip. "That was adequate, now go help Mrs. Wilson". He pushed her about towards the sitting teacher. "Go ahead, eat her out!" Virginia made less fuss about this assignment than her previous one, and quickly dived into her work.
Mrs. Wilson cried out in enjoyment and pleasure. "My god! Thank you David, thank you!"
David found himself a girlfriend.
t was Saturday morning. David awoke refreshed and pleased with the last few weeks experiments. That was what he was calling them still, "experiments". In truth they had become more than the test phase of his lab, and he knew and understood this. The "Toilet Water" controlled him also, not the same as it did the ladies in his life.
In fact reaching behind, he felt the warm skin of his sisters hip. She lay on her side facing him, her body exhausted after last evenings sexual bouts. The night stand next to his bed held an empty bottle of the wonderful elixir that was becoming a constant addition to enjoyment. Nothing was forbidden him, when the vapours from the "Toilet Water" was inhaled by a woman. David smiled as he remembered his mother was left in her room last night, tied up so as not to interrupt his enjoyment. Whenever the smell reached her, she would do anything to enjoy herself.
Quietly slipping out of bed, David did his toilet then slipped into his mother's room. She was asleep, her naked body tied to the posts spread-eagle, and a dark vibrator could be seen still between her legs inside her sex. A cloth gag was stuffed into her mouth and David knew she had suffered greatly by the lack of attention.
Gently kissing her breasts, which tasted like dried sweat and stale perfume, he coaxed them to attention. The teen then pulled the gag from his mothers mouth, which immediately awoke her. Tears quickly formed, "Thank god David!"
Kissing her gently, "Its okay mother." He moved down to the knots at her ankles and unbound her from the bed. It was the first time he tied her, so his sister and him could be alone.
"I thought I would die! I hate what I'm becoming." The tears increased and when she was unbound, turned to her side away from her naked son.
"What are you becoming mom?" A tiny part of the youth felt some type of remorse for his actions, but another part, a larger part looked upon his mothers naked flanks and felt a stirring between his legs.
"A junky..." She sobbed. "...and a slut!"
"Then you want me to leave you alone? I can stop making any more `Toilet Water'." She stiffened noticeable at the mention of her burden. He smiled, "If that is what you want, I will of course follow your wishes mother."
The sobbing had stopped, and his mom slowly turned back towards her son. She looked directly into his eyes, "I hated being alone last night." She had changed the subject!
"I wanted to enjoy Kerry by myself. You know that mother. And you would not leave us alone." Reaching out and taking a single nipple between his thumb and forefinger, "While other nights I like to be alone with you, Kerry respects that."
"I can make you happy David." Jealousy? "I know what my darling baby needs." She reached out and grasped his soft cock firmly, the message undeniable. "Kerry hasn't the experience..."
Interrupting, "I thought you hated what you were becoming mom?"
She rapidly pulled her hand from his cock. Then slowly, he watched as her body relaxed an