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After he had finished with his shower, Jason made his way downstairs to the kitchen; feeling very relaxed and content for once. It was amazing how confidence boosting it had been to control his aunt like that - not to mention have his way with her however he had wanted! He had learnt a lot from her last night as well and he figured he wouldn’t embarrass himself in the future. He wasn’t sure what was going to occur tonight with Emma, but he had hidden hopes of what might happen between them.
As he approached the kitchen, Helen was there as per usual. He hadn’t heard her get up this morning, but then again he had been a bit preoccupied. His mother had her back turned to him as he stopped in the entrance to the room, unaware that he was there. Jason took the opportunity to watch her for a bit. He ran his eyes over her sexy body, remembering what it was like to have her pressed against him.
He still felt a twinge of shame at how he had ordered her around last night; using the binding of Obedience to get her to do exactly what he wanted. At the same time though, the memory of how she had bobbed her head as fast as she could up and down on his cock aroused him greatly. How could it not? The sheer perversion of his beautiful mother sucking his cock like a desperate whore was just too much to contemplate.
In fact, he realised that the source of his shame wasn’t that it had happened - it was that he had treated her far less than she deserved. He didn’t want to treat her the same way he had her younger sister. She was far too important; far too precious. He wasn’t sure of what exactly he wanted with his mother - he had been stumbling into one situation after another for so long that he was all mixed up.
That was why the thought of doing something so normal as going on a date with a girl his own age was so appealing to him; it was Emma and that was exciting in it’s own way, but there was no control - no temptation to take advantage of her. It was a normalcy that was comforting in its own way - it grounded him. But then again, Emma always made him feel better.
Jason wasn’t sure how long he stood there, lost in his own thoughts, but eventually Helen became aware that her son was in the room. She jumped a bit - startled - but then smiled at him in greeting.
“Morning sweetie.” Helen said, her smile growing in radiance as she looked at Jason. “Sleep well?”
“Morning.” Jason said quietly. “I did. How about you?”
“Oh yes, I had a fantastic nights sleep!” Helen said, stretching her arms above her head. Her chest thrust outwards as she did, and Jason couldn’t help but look at her large breasts as they fought the confines of her tank top. “Something we did last night must have relaxed me.”
Helen smiled impishly at her son, conveying a lot in that single glance.
“Oh yeah?” Jason said, his voice breaking on the last syllable.
“Mmhmm.” Helen murmured, walking forward a few paces until she was right in front of Jason. She stood there before him, her hands at her side, bouncing a little on the soles of her feet. She gave off an oddly charming girlish-vibe. “In fact, I was hoping we could see if it works again tonight.”
Jason looked down into the smiling face of his mother, feeling his cock harden in his pants. This flirtatious behaviour from her was really getting to him. For a moment all he could think about was getting home and having another night on the couch with his mother ... but then, almost regretfully, he remembered about Emma.
“I-I can’t tonight.” Jason said, his disappointment obvious in his voice.
“Sure you can, Jason.” Helen said, placing a hand lingeringly on his chest. She leant forward, standing on her toes so she could whisper near his ear. “I won’t bite. Promise.”
“I, umm, have a date tonight.” Jason gulped, clenching his fists at his side.
Helen froze, staring into Jason’s face with a blank expression. He felt her fingers lightly press into his chest before she let her hand slip away back to her side. She cocked her head, regarding him.
“A date?” She asked him, her tone almost hurt. “With who?”
“Umm ... with Emma?” Jason said, a bit confused by what was going on.
“You’re going on a date with Emma?” Helen repeated. She sounded strange - almost jealous to Jason’s ears.
“Umm ... yeah.” Jason said carefully. “You told me I should ask her out. Remember?”
“I did?” His mother said, sounding confused. “I ... did.”
Emotions flickered over Helen’s face faster than Jason could identify them. It seemed as though she hadn’t remembered her talk with him only the other day. Or rather, it had become unimportant to her to the point where she hadn’t considered it.
“That’s ... good, honey.” Helen said slowly. She looked down for a moment before returning her gaze to his face. She was staring into his face intently, and there was a smouldering intensity in her regard. “I just want what’s best for you.”
“T-thanks.” Jason said uncomfortably.
“Whatever makes you happy, honey.” Helen said, her voice going very soft.
She took half-step closer to him, and Jason was acutely aware of her body. Any closer and she would be touching him. Helen tilted her face invitingly towards her son, looking at him with heavily lidded eyes. Jason watched her soft lips part; the pink tip of her tongue darted out to moisten them, and he couldn’t help himself. He took her invitation and leant forward to capture her mouth with his own.
Helen moaned encouragingly into her son’s mouth as he kissed her, stepping into him so that her breasts brushed on his chest. Jason groaned in response as his mother’s lips worked on his own. He could feel his rock-hard cock pressing into her belly, and every single thought and consideration flew out of his head; the only thing he could concentrate on was his mother.
Helen reached for her son’s arms, taking his hands in her own. Jason felt her move his arms, drawing them behind her, and then placing his hands onto her ass. Jason’s eyes flew open as he suddenly found himself with both hands full of his mother’s delicious rear end. He looked into her face, still in the midst of kissing her; Helen’s eyes were closed, screwed up in concentration. She squeezed his hands encouragingly, manipulating his fingers into groping her buttocks. Then she left him to his own devices, snaking her arms back around his neck as she continued to kiss him.
Jason needed no more encouragement, groping and fondling his mother’s ass as he kissed her in the kitchen. He dug his fingers hard into the firm flesh of her rear and Helen moaned once again into his mouth. He felt his mother press her hips into him in a little thrust and almost lost control right then and there. It was as though every fantasy and desire he had ever had for his mother was all coming true. School, Emma, everything - it all vanished and all he could think of was finally having her.
Before he could do anything serious though, Helen let go of him - taking her arms from around his neck and placing her palms on his chest. She broke their kiss and pulled her head back, directing a warm smile at Jason that contrasted greatly with her flushed cheeks and rapid breathing. With gentle pressure on his chest, she pushed him away, taking a small step backwards so there was some distance between them.
Jason stood there in front of her; his mouth agape, and his arms outstretched comically from where they had been resting on his mothers ass. He was so surprised he couldn’t manage a single word.
“I’ll miss our little movie night.” Helen said softly, running her eyes up and down her son. “I hope you enjoy your date instead.”
She gracefully stepped back into the circle of his arms, and gave him a swift kiss on the cheek. Before he could touch her, she lithely stepped out of his grasp, smiling playfully up at him. She made a quick excuse that she had to leave or she would be late for her class and walked past him out of the kitchen, making sure to brush her hip against his frozen body. Jason turned on the spot to watch his mother leave, completely confused to the point that he didn’t even consider telling her to stop. He stared into space long after she had left his sight; out of his depth and unsure what exactly had just happened.
Most of what happened at school was a complete blur to Jason that day. He was so lost in replaying that morning in his mind that he didn’t even remember his journey to school. He knew he was being strange - something that Emma commented on when he saw her, but luckily she mistook it as a result of their upcoming date. Emma herself was acting differently than she normally did - at turns being demure and embarrassed and then being bold and daring with him. She obviously didn’t know how they should behave towards each other, so it masked the real reason why he was being so distant.
It felt like he was being unfaithful to Emma, thinking about what had happened with his mother that morning rather than being excited for that night, but he just couldn’t get it out of his head. What exactly had she been trying to do? He was sure he hadn’t imagined the touch of jealousy to her voice when he had told her about his date with Emma. And if that was true, did that mean the rest of what she had been doing was to try and entice him to spend the night with her instead? Or maybe to try and ensure that he wouldn’t forget about her.
As if that was possible!
Emma looked as lovely as she ever did; fresh, young and beautiful - but instead of admiring and desiring his friend, all he could think about was how his mother had teased him that morning. Was it a side effect of the Love binding he had given her? Jason supposed that jealousy wouldn’t be that strange of a result to telling someone in love with you that you were going on a date with another woman. Sure, he hadn’t originally intended the Love binding to be that literal, but here he was.
Helen hadn’t acted any differently about whatever she thought was going on between her son and her younger sister, but then again Jason had given her a direction to not worry about it.
Eventually Jason decided to try and put it all out of his head - at least until he next saw his mother. He could try and figure out what was happening later. He wasn’t being fair to Emma, and besides; it wasn’t that hard to focus on his best friend and their upcoming date that evening. It took him most of the day to get the residual pangs of arousal out of his system, but he managed it.
Jason walked home with Emma after school, genuine excitement finally beginning to build within him. They shyly said goodbye to each other at the point where they had to part on their walk home; Jason was going to pick her up later on and then they were going to go see a movie.
By he got home, Jason was full of anticipation about the coming night. He entered his house, barely even registering his aunt as she waited demurely by the front door. He lightly slapped her ass as he walked past, telling her that he was going to take her car that evening; he didn’t wait for a reply, instead breezing past her on his way up the stairs to his room.
As he got ready, he had to admit that his aunt had done a decent job in tidying his room. There was fresh sheets on his neatly made bed, and his room was far cleaner than he normally kept it. He idly made a mental note to tell her that she had done well.
The intervening time before he had to leave to pick up Emma went by extremely slowly, and also swiftly, by turns. Jason sat on his bed, jigging his knees incessantly as he thought about the date. The closer it got, the more excited he became. It was easier to ignore to some extent - all that had happened as a result of finding the Rings. Emma had been such an important part of his life for so long, that it wasn’t that odd that all he could concentrate on was her.
The instant the alarm he had set on his watch went off, Jason sprang to his feet; heading down the stairs on autopilot to his aunt’s car to go and pick up Emma.
Jason pulled up in his aunt’s car at Emma’s house and parked just outside it. He didn’t even have time to get out of the car before Emma came bounding out of her house. She must have been waiting by the door for him to arrive. Jason eyed his friend as she neared the car appreciatively.
Emma was wearing a stylish green dress that offset her figure perfectly. It hugged her torso tightly, accentuating her rounded breasts and pushing them together to show more cleavage than he was used to seeing on her. The bottom of the dress hung to just below her knees, and enough of her creamy pale skin was on display that it immediately piqued Jason’s interest. She had dressed her outfit down with a more casual jacket over the top, and it made her seem more accessible. She had done something to her hair as well, and it hung in waves - framing her lovely face in red curls.
In short, Jason goggled at how lovely she looked - a fact that Emma took note of and appreciated - judging from the pleased smile she wore.
“Wow, how’d you score your aunt’s car?” Emma asked him, as she opened the passenger door and slid gracefully into the seat. Jason couldn’t help but notice how the bottom of her dress rode up as she sat, revealing the smooth skin of her lower thigh to him.
“I didn’t exactly ask her for it.” Jason bluffed, tearing his gaze from her legs to her face. There was an amused expression that graced her lovely features.
“My hero.” Emma teased him gently. “So brave to face the wrath of the queen bitch.”
“That’s me.” Jason grinned. It was nice not having to worry about his aunt tormenting him anymore, even if Emma wasn’t aware of it yet. He pulled out from the curb and began to make his way towards their destination. “You look really nice by the way.”
“Thanks.” Emma said, a pleased blush coloring her cheeks. “You do too.”
“Not in comparison!” Jason laughed. He had dressed as nicely as he could, but he felt very underwhelming compared to Emma.
“You clean up all right.” Emma said, briefly touching his arm before flushing and taking it away.
For the rest of the trip to the cinema, Jason knew he had a stupid grin on his face, but he couldn’t seem to do anything about it. Not that he really wanted to. Joking and laughing with Emma soothed his soul, and he felt relaxed and happy in her company. After they had parked and began the short walk to the movies, Jason noted that all the guys that they passed looked on enviously. He didn’t blame them at all - Emma looked stunning tonight. He kept eyeing her out of the corner of his vision, unable to stop his admiring glances.
As she walked, the bottom of her dress bounced and swayed, and every glimpse of her thighs that he got made his cock lurch in appreciation. He had the strongest urge to reach out and rest his hand on her ass as she walked beside him. He had become so accustomed to be able to touch his aunt - and now even his mother - whenever he wanted to, that it was worryingly hard to resist. It didn’t help that Emma kept darting smiling glances his way either.
They purchased tickets - some generic action comedy - and made their way into the cinema, snagging two seats towards the back. They settled down to watch the movie, softly and sweetly whispering to each other so as not to disturb anyone else who was there to actually watch the movie.
In fact, Jason became acutely aware of how close their faces were as they talked. Every time they leant down to whisper to one another in the dark, he could feel puffs of her breath as she spoke on his face. Her hair tickled his skin when he leant in too close, and his nose filled with her sweet scent.
He was making excuses to lean in and talk to Emma, not really saying anything in particular - just enjoying the thrill of their faces being so close and intimate to one another.
Eventually though, it happened. He didn’t plan it, but they both leant in to say something at the same time, and their lips brushed softly together.
Jason froze and Emma did as well. Her lips were resting gently against his own, and Jason’s heart was hammering in his chest. It was a moment that seemed to drag on forever. He hesitantly moved his lips slightly on hers, and to his relief she reciprocated.
It was gradual and it was sweet, but soon Jason found himself making out with Emma; her soft lips enveloping his own, kissing her for the first time. He reached out and cupped her cheek, cradling her face close. He felt more than heard her sharp, indrawn breath as she allowed herself to be drawn closer to him.
Jason didn’t know how long they kissed for, but the spell was broken when they heard a muttered comment about them from somewhere behind, followed by a snigger. They pulled apart, smiling and embarrassed; blushing in the dark. Jason lifted the armrest between them and wordlessly lifted his arm in invitation. With barely any hesitation, Emma settled herself against him and they cuddled comfortably together.
Jason felt like he was the king of the world as he held Emma by his side. She felt small and soft as she settled under his arm; perfect and lovely. He was acutely aware of every soft curve of her body that he could feel and he was torn between arousal, desire and more tender emotions. Jason reached down and gently took her hand in his. Emma linked her small fingers in his own, squeezing his hand gently and they finished off the rest of the movie in this manner.
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