Aftermath

[Tivboman]

"Good evening and this is the main news:

The Government has decided to take a drastic course of action to address the population problems caused by the plague which had either killed off or, made sterile, every man and boy over the age of 14.

This statement was made by the President earlier today.”

The face changes to that of the recently elected President Christina McCoy.

“Hello, my fellow Americans.

A dire situation faces our great nation.

The plague that struck us four years ago has left with us a terrible legacy. A depleted male population who have been rendered infertile and, although we have been able to cope with this great tragedy, it is now time to think of the future, to start and build up our population.

Attempts to artificially inseminate women with sperm taken from sperm banks have proven to be a failure. Tests show that only sperm produced by men who had not undergone puberty until after the plague can successfully be used. However, even then, it can only be done when both subjects are close blood-relatives such as an aunt-nephew, brother-sister or even mother-son.

So, after great deliberation, we have no choice but to call on you to serve your country once again.

We ask for every family who has a boy over the age of 18 to produce an offspring with a close family member once a year for the next three years. Only male babies produced from such a union will be able to procreate with unrelated women.”

The President takes her glasses off and looks directly into the camera.

“I understand that what we are asking you to do goes against the very fibre of your moral upbringing. But this course of action is necessary for the very survival of the human race. If we don’t do this, our scientists calculate that humanity will become extinct within two generations.

So please help us. We need you.”

The President’s face is then replaced by the reporter.

“In the next few days, leaflets will be sent to families who meet the criteria. Centres and hotlines will also be made ready for anyone requiring additional help.

For further information, please phone this number.”

A number is displayed at the bottom of the television screen…

[Maid of Marvels]

She watched the news in stunned silence. This couldn't possibly mean what it sounds like. Grabbing the remote, she flipped the channel to NBC. Then CBS. Finally to CNN. It was all the same. It couldn't be a hoax if all the channels were carrying the same news. Could it?

Her mind was reeling as she half-listened to the reporters throwing frenzied questions at President Schuller.

"What are the genetic repercussions of this?"

"Are you saying you are condoning incest?"

"What if someone refuses?"

"Will there be any exemptions?"

The answers were given by what appeared to be a team of doctors and geneticists gathered from all over the world. She barely heard a word they said, though one phrase seemed to be repeated over and over. "...All of humanity will be extinct within two generations."

Unbelievable! This was like something out of a horror film. Janice Fleming's hands shook uncontrollably as she finally reached for a pen and reluctantly jotted the phone number down before clicking off the television set.

There! She had done her part, she thought wryly. Took the number even though she knew she wouldn't phone. She would wait. Maybe they would skip over her. Over them. Maybe there would be enough volunteers that they wouldn't even need her.

"Hi, mom! I'm home!"

Jan quickly shoved the scrap of paper into her pocket and rose to meet her son. Her son! They couldn't possibly want her to... The bile rose in her throat as she raced past him to the bathroom.

"Mom? Mom, are you all right?"

Sinking to her knees, she clung to the edge of the commode and retched until there was no more. Until all that was left were dry heaving gasps that wracked her entire body. Tears streamed down her face as she vaguely felt the cool cloth her alarmed son had placed against her forehead.

[Tivboman]

"Look at the tits on that one!"

Mark Fleming doesn't have to see what his friend, Sunil, is pointing at to know that it is some big-titted girl. For as long as he can remember, all his friend appears to think about are girls and sex (preferably at the same time).

Don't get me wrong. Mark thinks about sex as much as the next horny 18-year old. If you listened to his mother, his large 6 foot 6 frame and good looks will break plenty of girls' hearts (though he cannot see it). Unfortunately, he is incredibly shy and gets tongue-tided as soon as a girl tries to talk to him.

"Aw com'on, man!" Grumbles his friend. "You gotta admit she is stacked!"

Finally looking over, he sees that the girl in question is indeed "stacked". She is also Sheila Hancock, Head Cheerleader and Brad Wilson's girlfriend. Girls like that would never take notice of him.

"Hiya, Mark!" She calls over to him, waving. Poor Mark simply blushes.

"Heeyyy! She likes you, man. I bet you could screw her!" Sunil says.

"Yeah, right!" Mark says, moving ahead of his friend.

"Hey!!!" Sunil shouts as he is forced to run to overtake Mark's long strides. "Do you wanna stay a virgin the rest of your life?"

"Well you are one!" Mark quickly retorts.

"Well...." And the shorter Indian boy goes silent, much to Mark's relief.

"What are you up to tonight?" Sunil says finally.

"I gotta pick up the twins and take them home. Mom's making one of her special curries." Mark answers.

"And then?"

"Stay in I guess."

"Why not come out?" Asks his friend.

"Nah!" Says Mark, after a little thought. "I haven't any money and besides I have work to do." The truth is that Mark didn't feel like spending an evening with Sunil trying to get into strip clubs or trying to chat up women (which they fail abysmally anyway).

"Hiya, Mark! Hiya, Sunil!" Mark sees Matthew and Emily, his 6 year-old brother and sister, running up to him.

"I gotta go! Catch you later!" Mark takes his siblings' hands and makes for home.

"See you tomorrow." Sunil shouts.

*************************

Reaching their home, the twins immediately rushes into the garden while Mark enters house.

"Hi, Mom! I'm home!"

He is greeted with a distressed looking mother rushing past him into the bathroom, followed quickly the tale-tale sounds of someone throwing up.

"Mom? Mom? Are you alright?" He shouts out, his heart sinking.

Oh no! Not again!

His father had almost died during the plague and it had taken all of his mother's strength to nurse him back to health again, as well as looking after the family and keeping down a part-time job. The doctors had said that the stress of it all had almost given her a nervous breakdown with the side-affect that she suffered from frequent bouts of sickness which they had said would diminish over time and eventually stop.

And he had thought it had, the last time had been six months ago.

But now it is back.

Taking a deep breath, he enters the bathroom and is immediately assaulted by the stench of vomit.

Oh God!

Sadly, he sees his crying mother as she kneels at the commode, retching. Going over to the wash basin, he pours some cold water on a handcloth and takes over to her.

"It's alright, Mom. Everything will be alright!" He says soothingly as he always does in this situation, applying the wet cloth to her forehead as she sobs continually...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice struggled to pull herself together for her childrens' sake as much as her own. The years since the plague hadn't been easy. She and Jack had been high school sweethearts and both virgins when they had taken their relationship to the next level and made love for the first time. It had been awkward but they soon got the hang of it. Practice makes perfect, he used to say with a wicked gleam in his eye. And practice they did. So much that it wasn't long before she found herself pregnant with Mark.

There was no question that they would marry and raise a family together.
They were young and had dreams of growing old together. The Plague took
care of that, dashing their dreams to pieces and leaving her to raise
their three children on her own when he fell ill. Something they had
never contemplated.

Matthew and Emily had been in the middle of their 'terrible twos' and
Mark a mere fourteen when their lives had been so brutally disrupted. On
the verge of a nervous breakdown, Janice's best friend Devi had helped
with the children while she spent most of her time at Jack's bedside...
waiting, watching, praying. Not many seemed to survive, but survive he
did. It was his recovery that took longer than they expected.

Even though it had happened longer ago than it seemed, it wasn't really
until six months ago that they finally felt they had gotten a grip on
life again. She submersed herself in taking care of her children and Jack
had finally gotten a trucking job that took him away from home for days
at a time. It had taken this long for her to finally feel secure in her
own abilities and for the sleepless nights to come to an end.

But now... She had never missed Jack so much as she did this very minute.
He wouldn't be home until the weekend and she needed him. This had to be
a mistake. It had to be.

Janice didn't know how long she sat there on the cool tile floor before
she shook herself into action. She could hear them in the living room
laughing. Mark was reading a story to them by the sound of things. Such a
good boy, he was. A tremendous help. But it was not his job, nor his
responsibility to be taking care of the little ones like that. Her
children needed her, not a lump on the bathroom floor.

Pulling herself to her feet, she brushed her teeth and washed her face.
She brushed her hair quickly, taking one last look before joining her family.

"How does pizza sound, you guys?" She called out with a big grin on her
face, swearing that everything was going to be all right. It had
to be.

[Maid of Marvels]

Devi was preparing dinner when the phone rang. "Aunt Devi?" It was Jan's son Mark.

"Sunil still hasn't come home, Mark. I'll tell... "

"No, Aunt Devi. It's you I... It's mom. She's sick again."

Devi could hear the concern in the boy's voice. She thought Jan had finally gotten past all of that. Something must have happened to upset her.

"Okay, Mark. Don't worry about a thing. I'll come over after I finish making Raji's dinner. You know how he is when he comes home from the office." Oh, and so did she.

"Just try to relax, sweetie. I will be there in a little while."

"Okay... Thanks, Aunt Devi." She hung up the phone and went back to her preparations. Raji would be home soon and he would be ravenous. And not for dinner, Devi giggled to herself. Their marriage had been 'arranged' and she hadn't seen Rajindar even once before their wedding day. Of course she had hoped for the best, but never imagined... The man was insatiable, but then again so was she.

They had no children of their own. Well... except for her brother Sunil who had come to live with them when their parents had passed on. She had helped Jan when she was going through her bad times when Jack was ill and then recovering. Oh, and there were Janice's children, of course. They were enough to fill the gaps. More than enough.

You see, Raji had been affected by the plague and was diagnosed as being infertile, as had all of the males who were sexually mature at that time. They didn't let that stand in the way of their relationship, however. A baby in their lives would only hamper their freedom to be sexual whenever they wanted. And they always wanted. A shiver of anticipation coursed through her body at the thought.

[Tivboman]

Mark had just finished cleaning the bathroom when he hears the door bell. Getting up, he goes and answer it.

"Hello, Mark." The small, plump Indian woman smiles at him. "My, you are getting bigger every day. Give me a hug."

His friend's older sister (though she seems more like a mom than a sister) always says that him when she sees him. Not that he minds. Ever since he had become a teenager, he has had a huge crush on his friend's sister which is doing little to diminish. Happily he obeys and is instantly rewarded with the feel of her soft full body against his. Instantly, he finds himself getting hard and as quickly as possible, he pulls back before she can feel the affect she has on him.

"How is she?" Devi asks.

"Better." Mark answers. "Mom is in the living room."

"Poor woman. Oh, I past Burt the Mailman and he handed me these." She lifts up two A4 size envelopes. Mark couldn't see what it is but it had the words: From US Government. "He said it was important that Janice and I got them. I wonder what they are about?"

Unsure what to say, he just shrugs.

"Hey!!!???" She says as she moves past him. Not for the first time, he catches the sight of her fat breasts wobbling freely under her sari. He could swear she didn't wear a bra. This does not help his growing erection.

"How come you are not out with my young brother?"

"Erm." Suddenly realising that she is still talking to him. "I was suppose to stay in." He answers.

"Nonsense." She says dismissively, "I will keep your mother company. You are still young. You need to go out and have some fun. If you go now, you will find him at my house."

Still imagining her large tits, he finds himself smiling awkwardly before racing off to his room to grab his coat...

[Maid of Marvels]

Devi chuckled as Mark headed for his room, presumably to get his jacket. He'd had a crush on her for as long as she could remember and she thought it was so cute. Of course she teased him, but not in a way that was mean-hearted. She would never do that. He was too special. Besides, it was flattering in a way.

Taking a deep breath, she called out to her friend. "Jan? Where are you? More importantly... Where's the coffee?"

"Aunt Devi! Aunt Devi!" The little ones shouted as they came running from the kitchen, their faces covered with tomato sauce and what might have passed as chocolate ice cream at one time.

"Pee yeww! Stinky babies!" She exclaimed with a mock look of terror on her face, squatting to take them in her arms to return their messy kisses.

"Have you finished eating then?" Matthew and Emily nodded and grinned in tandem. "Mom's in the kitchen."

"Well then, piggies. Let me just say hello and then I'll make you each a bubble bath. How would you like that? Now go get ready and I'll be along in a moment."

Devi watched as the twins ran to their rooms and still clutching the two envelopes she had gotten from Burt, walked into the kitchen to find her obviously distraught friend setting up a pot of coffee.

"Jan... " Devi began with a note of concern in her voice. "What has happened?"

Janice looked up at her dearest friend and the tears that she had struggled to hold back for the sake of her children began to flow again. "The news... Did you see the news?"

"No. What is it? I'll go turn it on."

"NO!"

Devi looked at Jan in shock. "What in the world is going on here, Janice Fleming? No. Don't tell me. Let me bathe the little ones and then we can talk. Really talk. Without interruptions. You get that coffee making and I'll be back in a few minutes."

Setting the two envelopes down on the table without a thought, Devi went to help Matthew and Emily get ready for bed.

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice's mind was reeling still as she made the coffee and cleared the table. That's when she spotted the envelopes. One was addressed to her and one to Devi. From the US Department of Health. Maybe it's just something to do with Income Tax, she thought hopefully as she slit her envelope open with the sharp edge of a paring knife. Deep down she knew better, and she wasn't wrong.

Dear Janice Fleming:

You, along with every woman in their child-bearing years with an eligible child or sibling, have been selected to participate in a trans-continental effort to repopulate our race. As you may well know, the plague which devastated the globe in 2025 left all males who had reached puberty at that time and survived infertile.

If we, as an international force, do not take immediate efforts to rectify what has become obvious to scientists and physicians on a worldwide scale, the entire human race as we know it will become extinct within two generations. Pregnancy by artificial insemination has proven to be ineffective and only conjoined unions between two connately related and fertile adults has given efficacious results.

Our records show that you are within the qualifying age range, having been born in (birthdate: 01-28-1993) and that you also have an eligible donor, Mark J. Fleming (birthdate: 06-23-2011)...

Janice crumbled the letter in her hands. So it was true. She was going to have to... Wait! Maybe there was a loophole. She flattened the paper and skimmed further down the page.

Janice K. Fleming and Mark J. Fleming must report for preliminary testing at Central State Hospital on 3 February 2029 at 9:00am. There will be guides to direct you to your destination once there. Failure to do so will result in a warrant being issued for your arrests.

A keening wail escaped her lips as the reality of it all settled over her like a shroud.

[Maid of Marvels]

Devi turned toward the sound of Jan's voice hoping that the little ones hadn't heard. More concerned than ever, she wanted to see them settled into their beds as quickly as possible.

"Ow!" Emily cried out when the comb tangled in her wet hair.

"Sorry, lovey. We're almost finished. Then off to bed with both of you."

"Aww! Do we have to?" Devi couldn't help smiling when Matthew's voice chimed in from his room across the hall.

"Yessss! You have to. You have school tomorrow and I am just dying for a cup of coffee and some girl talk with your mom. Now give me kisses and hugs and let me tuck you in. Matthew, climb up and I'll be there to collect from you in a second."

With the twins settled in, Devi took a moment to stand in the hallway and take a deep breath. She had no idea what was going on, but she aimed to find out.

"I hope that coffee's done!" she called out to Jan as she headed back toward the kitchen. "The little ones are tucked in and I'm just dy... " The look on Janice's face took the words from Devi's mouth as she ran over to her and wrapped her sobbing friend in her arms.

"There, there," she cooed soothingly. "What in the world is going on with you, Jan?" Janice shoved the crumpled letter into Devi's hand, sobbing even harder than she had been before.

"What's this? The letters that I got from Burt?" Jan nodded and hiccupped. "Okay. Okay. I'll look at it in a sec. Let me get you a cloth to wipe your face and pour our coffee. I don't have to hurry home. Raji will just have to wait for dessert tonight. But I did promise him an extra helping."

Devi chuckled. Her laughter had an almost musical tone to it and Jan was hard put not to respond despite everything. Her friend had such a naughty way about her. You'd think after all these years, Jan would be used to it. But she wasn't. She was grateful that Devi was here though, Jan didn't know who else she would even be able to discuss this with. Besides, Devi would know what to do, she thought to herself. If she didn't, Raji would. They were always there for her when she needed them.

Twenty minutes later, Devi sat in stunned silence beside her friend. At least she wouldn't have to deal with this. She and Raji didn't have any children. But Jan's letter said related. Did that apply to siblings as well? Devi cursed herself for taking a nap and not watching the news.

Wait! There was that second envelope. The one addressed to herself. Devi looked around until she spotted it on the countertop. Drawing in her breath, she tore it open and pulled the document out.

Dear Devi Patel"

You, along with every woman in their child-bearing years with an eligible child or sibling, have been selected to participate...

Devi skimmed down the page. There it was!

Our records show that you are within the qualifying age range, having been born in (birthdate: 02-15-2000) and that you also have an eligible donor, Sunil C. Reddy (birthdate: 04-12-2011).

The rest of the letter was identical to Jan's. She too was to report to Central State Hospital on the same date, at the same time. Both letters were quite straight-forward. With the television coverage, it couldn't be a hoax.

She was going to have to talk to Raji about this. At least for Jan's sake. As for herself, Devi had to struggle to stifle the tremor of something akin to excitement that was spreading throughout her body.

[Evggz]

“I understand that what we are asking you to do goes against the very fibre of your moral upbringing. But this course of action is necessary for the very survival of the human race. If we don’t do this, our scientists calculate that humanity will become extinct within two generations.

So please help us. We need you.”

The image phases out and is replaced by the young blonde newscaster (he always fancied her).

"That was from the President's Press Conferance earlier on the day. Letters have been sent to eligible families. Even this reporter has received one this morning and I have no intention in letting my Country down. Tomorrow morning, I will be taking my brother to my local hospital for our check-up."

Wow!

"Now if you have received such a letter and are not sure what to do, then please contact the special hotline for advice. Remember! Your Country Needs You! This is Joanna Spelling, CNN News."

Sitting on the sofa, Sunil reaches over and switches off the tv.

Wow! She's gonna fuck her brother and let him get her stuffed?

In his mind's eye, he sees Joanna Spelling and her featureless brother writhing naked on a bed, grunting and grinding.

Wow!

Feeling thirstly, he starts to get up.

They want brothers and sisters to fuck so that they can have babies??? I have a sisteri!!!

The sudden realisation that his country wanted him to fuck his sister, that they may actually fuck, gives him an erection like he has never had before.

Ughhh!

His hand trembling as he realises that at long last he may get laid, he reaches down to his fly when he hears the doorbell.

[Messalina]

Once Janice was in a better frame of mind, or appeared calmer at any rate, Devi told her that she had to go home to check on her "men" and to talk with Raji about the letter. Jan walked her to the door, hugging her best friend tightly. Devi assured Jan that she would be over in the morning and that she was only a phone call away in the meantime.

Surprised not to see Raji's car in the driveway, Devi let herself in the door. "Hi, guys!" she called out to Sunil and Mark who were playing a video game in the living room. "Sunil, where's Raji?"

"Don't know, sis. He said he'd be back in a little while."

Dammit. She really needed to speak with her husband about this. Well, she'd make a cup of chai or something while she waited for him to come home.

Hanging her coat in the closet, Devi headed for the kitchen and began adding spices to water in a kettle. She worked quietly, lost in thought. Janice was really going to have a rough time with this whole ordeal if it was indeed true. If there were a way out, Raji would be the one to find it for her.

"So whatcha think about this Government thing? Is it hot or what? Devi is one hot babe. And your mom!!! Woo hoo!"

Her brother's voice carried in from the living room. Devi knew she shouldn't listen and that it was rude, but she couldn't help herself. Sunil thought she was hot? Something about that made her feel... well, sexy. Oh, and there was Mark. She perked her ears, already aware of the fact that Mark had had a crush on her for ages.

"You're disgusting, Sunil. My MOM!! She's just... my... mom. You really are a perv, you know that?"

Uh oh. This wasn't boding well for either of the Flemings. Raji had to figure something out for Jan... and Mark. Oddly enough, she wasn't as concerned for herself. Maybe the realization just hadn't hit her yet. Maybe...

"Yeah, maybe. But you can't say Devi isn't hot."

"Yeah. Maybe she is. But you need to shut up about my mom. That's just... gross!"

Devi wasn't sure whether to go into the living room to talk with the boys about this or not. She hadn't expected either of them to be aware of the situation, but it must have been all over the news all day and evening. Come on, Raji. Hurry home, will you? she urged her husband mentally. Raji would know what to do. Raji always knew what to do.

[Tivboman]

My mom??? No way! The boy thinks to himself, ignoring the slight shiver he feels.

"So you do like my sister then? I knew it." His friend says, grinning.

Shit! I didn't want him to know. His face starts to flush.

"Erm... I didn't say I liked your sister. Just that she is ... okay." He says lamely...

[Evggz]

"Yeah, right". Sunil grins at his friend's discomfort. "I've seen how you look at her. When nobody's looking."

"What?" The other boy's face is now a bright red.

"Aw com'on, man! I don't blame you. I already told ya I think she's hot. You should hear her and Raji go at it at night. They make more noise than a porn film."...

[Tivboman]

"You listen to them do it?" Mark asks incrediously, feeling his body shiver at the thought. Not to mention feeling a swelling sensation.

"Yeah!" Says Sunil, lowering his voice. "I even jack off to them when they do it. Man! You should hear them."

In his mind's eye, Mark can envision Raji on top of Devi, fucking. Then he imagines it is he who is doing the fucking. He suppresses a groan at the thought.

"You actually listen to them?" Mark asks again.

"Yeah!" Grins his friend. "A lot! But that's because they do it a lot! The amount of spunk I use up."

Mark can imagine his friending jacking off listening to the grunts and groans of his sister and husband. Quickly he shakes his head to dispell the image. Imagining his friend beating off is not what he wants to think about.

Yeuk!

But his sister. He remembers what she looked like before he came out.

Those big tits! God! I wish I could fuck her! He thinks wistfully...

[Evggz]

Sunil laughs to himself as he sees a glaze come over his friend.

He's got it really bad over Devi!

Not that he blames him. His sister is the hot type. Maybe a bit plump but she has ginormous tits.

"Yeah! Devi really likes doing it." He continues. "I better she would like to see your pecker."

"Huh?" Mark says, looking at him.

"Aww! Com'on, Mark. With your huge shlong. I bet she would love it." He was having fun making his friend feel uncomfortable...

[Tivboman]

"Aww. Don't go on about that again, Sunil." Mark says, his face feeling hotter.

"Hey!!! Not my fault that you have a third leg, pal." Sunil grins.

Mark remembers how his fellow schoolmates reacted when they first saw him in the showers. Well, he is a lot bigger than the others.

But would she like it?...

[Evggz]

"I don't understand why you have never got laid. All girls like big cocks! I bet even your mom does!"

He laughs at Mark's expression...

[Messalina]

Waiting for the water to boil, she still caught bits and pieces of Sunil's and Mark's conversation. It was basically innocent. Just two teenagers talking. Until she heard...

"You should hear her and Raji go at it at night. They make more noise than a porn film."

Devi realized that Sunil must have found Raji's movies in order to know what a porn film sounds like. Why that naughty boy! She chuckled deliciously. Raji did know how to drive her wild in bed. And everywhere else, too.

Knowing they were discussing her really turned her on. She liked knowing that men found her sexy. It made her feel... Devi tightened the muscles deep inside of herself and slowly relaxed them. Mmmm... Where was that husband of hers?

"Yeah! Devi really likes doing it. I bet she would like to see your pecker."

Oh? I would, would I? Those two. Devi chuckled again. There it was again. The beginning of that familiar tingle between her legs. There was something delightfully decadent about knowing those two were turned on by her, and it was making her hot.

"Hey!!! Not my fault that you have a third leg, pal."

Now that was news. Frankly, she had never paid attention. Mark's cock must be huge for Sunil to say that. Mmm... maybe she would like to see it at that.

Of course Raji was sexy in his own way... the things he could do to make her cum! But he wasn't big by any standards. Not like some of the guys in the flicks they watched together. The thought of seeing a big one... really seeing it up close and personal...

Devi moaned softly and found herself moving toward the doorway that led to the living room. She just wanted to be able to hear better is all.

"I don't understand why you have never got laid. All girls like big cocks! I bet even your mom does!"

"I know I do!" The boys turned together and looked right at her with strange expressions on their faces.

Oh gods! Had she said that out loud? And so what if she had? Sex was a normal part of life, wasn't it? "What are you two naughties talking about? Women again?"

[Evggz]

"What are you two naughties talking about? Women again?"

Seeing his sister's expression, he figures that she has heard at least some of what they are saying.

Wonder if she heard that I listen to them fucking?

He hopes so.

Looking over, he sees that Mark is looking more embarrassed than ever.

"Yeah, Sis! Just telling him that all girls like BIG cocks." He sees Mark's face go pale.

"Not all women, Sunil." Smiles his sister who not looking fazed at all. But then, he doesn't remember ever seeing her being embarrassed.

"Well, maybe they would if they saw what Mark's got." He finds the words are out of his mouth before he has realised what he has said. He can hear a gasping sound coming from Mark's direction.

"And what has Mark got then." He recognises that grin of hers. She is enjoying ribbing Mark as much as he is.

"A really big cock, and I mean big! But he doesn't think girls would like it."...

[Messalina]

"A really big cock, and I mean big! But he doesn't think girls would like it."

"Why in the world... " Devi looked at Mark as she perched on the arm of an easy chair. His face was beet red and he quickly lowered his gaze in embarrassment. "Relax, Mark. You know we've always been open here. You can talk with me about anything."

Mark mumbled something unintelligible in response and Sunil gave her a conspiratorial wink. She nodded. No one should ever be ashamed of their body. Least of all this lovely boy sitting in front of her. Why, she bet any of the neighborhood girls would die to have a date with him. And Sunil, too, for that matter.

"What ever makes you think the girls wouldn't like your willie? I know you've heard everyone say that 'size isn't everything' which has to mean that maybe it just does something after all. Maybe more so to guys than gals though?" Devi didn't think she was going about this the right way. Mark looked even more uncomfortable than he did before -- if that was possible.

"You both know I was a virgin when I married Raji. I've never made a secret of it. And I've never been with another man, though I have seen plenty of cocks in the flicks Raji brings home. All sizes and shapes and colors. Lovely and delicious. All of them." Devi chuckled in that naughty way she had before going on. "I can't imagine turning any of them away and I'm not that different from other women. I just talk about it more than some."

"Talk isn't the word I'd use. You and Raji sound like... " Sunil stopped in mid-sentence. He hadn't meant to say that out loud.

Devi laughed aloud at that. She knew it was a slip but it amused her all the same. And made her feel... mmm... She squirmed on the edge of the chair. Raji was in for the ride of his life tonight.

"But really, Mark. Why do you think the girls won't like it? Just how big is that bad boy you have tucked away there?"

[Tivboman]

"But really, Mark. Why do you think the girls won't like it? Just how big is that bad boy you have tucked away there?"

Mark feels his head is about to burn up. He sees that his friend is loving it.

"Guess what they call him at school, sis?." Sunil grins.

No! Don't tell her that!

"Sunil!" Mark warns.

"I have no idea, Sunil. What do they call him?"

Oh no!

"Camel." His former friend says.

"Camel?" Devi asks. Mark just sits there, not saying a word.

"Yeah, camel. As in Mark Hamil from Star Wars. You know Hamil - camel."

"Thanks, Sunil." Mutters Mark...

[Messalina]

"Hamil the Camel!" Devi can't help laughing aloud, but her mind and her libido is working overtime. Just how big is Mark?

"Oh, sweetie. Most guys would be chuffed to have a nickname like that. If the girls aren't interested, it's only because they don't know what they're missing. Maybe what you need is a woman."

The look on his face suddenly gave her pause. Was Mark really that worried? "Mark?"
"Yeah?" His voice was low and almost sullen.

"I may not have experience with a lot of men, but I know what I like. Do you really think that your size will scare women off? I'm sure you have nothing to be concerned about, but you know how to find me if you want to talk one on one. As for Sunil... He's nothing but a naughty blabbermouth and I think he should be tickle-tortured to death."

Letting out a shrill warrior's cry, Devi leaped from the chair toward her brother.

[Tivboman]

With a sigh of relief that the attention has shifted from him, Mark gives a laugh as he watches Devi wrestle playful with Sunil. This is not the first time he has seen them play like this and always marvel how they behave considering they are not kids anymore.

Like usual when they play like this, they fall back into speaking Hindi. He watches as they roll about the room, their bodies pressing together though they are not as rough as they usually are.

Then he hears the front door open and in walks Raji, Devi's husband and Sunil's brother-in-law...

[Evggz]

Before he can react, his sister is on him. Covering his young body with her plump warm one. Lapsing into Hindi, they whisper to each other knowing that Mark cannot understand.

"You are terrible, Sunil." Says his sister. "Trying to embarrass poor Mark like. How would you like it if someone teased you like that?"

Sunil is laughing so much that he can stop Devi from pinning him to the ground, her body pressed down on his.

"Got you, you little brat." She pauses, looking at him. "What is this I can feel." To emphasis, she push down into his groin. Sunil has to bite his lip to stop himself from gasping as his sister grinds into his half-hard erection caused by their conversation.

"You dirty boy. That conversation turned you on." She is whispering now, a strange look in her face as she again push into his groin, this time feeling his full erection.

At that moment, they hear the front door open and Raji walks in...

[Messalina]

"Hiya, Raji!" Devi called over her shoulder as she heard her husband come in. "My saajan is home. You have been reprieved, Naughty One," she growled against her brother's ear as she scrambled to her feet. Devi gave Sunil a smack on the ass and ruffled her fingers through Mark's hair. "See you later, fellas."

Devi crossed the room and slipped her arms around her husband's waist, tilting her chin up for a kiss. He didn't disappoint her. She felt her body respond to him as Raji brought his hand up to the back of her head and pulled her mouth to his ravenously.

A low moan escaped her lips when she felt his burgeoning erection press against her belly. He was ready for her... and she for him. Devi looked up into his eyes to see her passion reflected there. She nodded in acquiescence, leading the way to their bedroom. The talk about the letters could wait.

[Tivboman]

Mark watches Devi's sexy rear as she and Raji leave the room. Then he looks at Sunil who is still lying on the floor, with a funny expression on his face.

"You okay?" He asks his friend.

"Huh?" Sunil finally says, looking up at him.

"You were miles away, pal." Mark says, wondering what his friend was thinking about.

"Oh!" Is all that Sunil says.

"Look, Sunil. Can we leave tonight? Not really feeling like it."

"Why? What's up?" Sunil asks, finally focusing on his friend.

"Nothing really." That's a lie. He still feels embarrassed at the ribbing Sunil and Devi gave him earlier. "Got a heavy day tomorrow and fancy an early night."

"You sure?" Sunil asks.

"Yeah."

"Okay." Sunil says and starts to lead him to the door. Mark is surprised, his friend usually tries to persuade him to stay. Not that he minds. Mark just wants to go home.

"See ya tomorrow." Mark says as he steps through the front door.

"Yeah. Okay. Bye!" And the door is quickly slammed behind him...

[Evggz]

He can still remember Devi pushing into him, into his growing hard-on as he herds Mark out through the door.

What has gotten into his sister?

Though he is not complaining. More than once, he has thought of his sister's plump body and big tits. But the way she reacted just now, it is like she was coming on to him.

Nah! She wouldn't would she?

Then he remembers the TV programme.

Maybe she has seen it too and is interested?

He can feel his heart racing at the thought.

Nah!

By now he has reached his objective (and the reason why he had wanted Mark to leave).

"What's got into you, Devi? Sunil and Mark are only downstairs! He hears his brother-in-law say through their bedroom door.

"They won't notice!" He hears his sister say. "Besides, it's kind of exciting having them awake while we are fucking!"

"Devi! You are incorrigible!"

"Look at that! You are just as excited. Admit it! Ohhhh!"

His ear straining, the boy hears some groaning and creaking of bedsprings.

"Oh yes, Raji." His sister. "Give me that prick! NOW!"

Shaking excitedly, he quickly fishes out his own prick...

[Messalina]

"Oh yes, Raji. Give me that prick! NOW!" And so he did. Raji couldn't resist his wife. He'd had many of women before they married and had intended to continue doing so after. (One never knew what one would get in an arranged marriage.)

She had been a shy virgin on their wedding night, almost in tears at the prospect of doing it with a virtual stranger. They hadn't even seen each other until that very day. He had been very pleased by the look of her. Very pleased indeed. But Raji hadn't been sure how she would feel about him.

In truth, that was not an important factor in this marriage. Love, that is. There would always be others who wanted to fuck him. All he was interested in was getting her pregnant with a son and then... Well, whatever happened, would happen. When the plague came that dream was dashed, but by then he found that he had created a sexual monster as he liked to tell her.

Raji watched his voluptuous wife as she rode his cock, her tits jiggling up and down. She'd be the death of him yet... but what a happy death it would be. "Cum for me, Devi" he growled. "Such a sweet choot for my big, hard lund."

"Now Raji! Now! Fuck me hard! Aiyeee!"

Raji was sure the whole neighborhood could hear Devi when she came. He bucked his hips upward as she rose and fell along the length of him. Grinning, his fingers found their way to her pearl, rubbing it just the way she liked. He held back his own orgasm until he felt the first of the shuddering contractions of her cunt around his prick.

"Ooh. Yeah. Cum for me, Devi. I'm... Arghh... " Grunting, Raji exploded, filling her with his jism. "Empty me, baby. Milk me dry." And she did.

[Messalina]

Gasping, Devi collapsed on Raji's chest. She hadn't cum that hard in a long time and it had been wondrous. Not that it usually wasn't. Sex with her and Raji was always fantastic, but this time there had been something else... The thought made her tighten her muscles around Raji's softening cock.

"Raaaajeeeeee... " She mewled, grinning impishly.

"Damn, Devi! I can't go again. Much as I'd love to. I've got an early meeting," Raji murmured into her hair as he held her tightly.

"Well... Ohhkay... But tomorrow... " Devi gave him another squeeze for good measure.

"Why you naughty little strumpet!" Raji kissed her soundly and then playfully pushed her away. "Will you get me a glass of juice while I shower up?"

"Of course!" Devi grabbed a thin nightie and slipped it over her head.

"Hey! Where you going undressed like that?" Raji asked. "Put a robe on. The boys."

"Oh, don't worry, sweetie. I heard the front door close long ago. Mark's gone home and Sunil is probably in his room by now."

Her voice was a tad loud and Raji raised an eyebrow then grinned and slapped her on the ass. "Okay. Juice. NOW!"

Devi giggled and let herself into the hallway, closing the bedroom door. Now where did that naughty boy get off to, she wondered. She had heard her brother outside the room while she and Raji were getting it on and wondered if he was... The thought made her wriggle pleasantly inside.

Approaching Sunil's door, she opened it without knocking. "Sunil! What were you doing listening outside my room, you naughty... Ohhh... " Sunil was sitting on the edge of his bed naked and his cock began to rise at the same time he did.

[Evggz]

"Now, Raji! Now! Fuck me hard! Aiyeee!"

Hearing his sister's shouts almost makes him want to explode his seed against their bedroom.

But he can't, despite how much he wants to. Instead, his legs shaking with his lust, the boy quickly scampers back to his room.

Once in the sanctuary of his own room, he pulls of his clothes, finding the heat too much.

"Gods! I have a really big lund for you, sis." He gasps, gripping his throbbing erection as he falls on his bed. He continues to gasp as he starts to stroke himself, proud of his stout tool that has the thickeness that his fingers can hardly encompass.

In his mind, he can see them, him and his sister, on the bed. Both naked and doing forbidden things to each other. Things that the Government now wants them to do.

The door suddenly opens and the object of his latest desire comes striding.

"Sunil! What were you doing listening outside my room, you naughty... Ohhh... "

He had reacted quickly to the intrusion, sitting up on the side of his bed. But he is not quick enough to hide his stone-cladded erection from his sister's gaze.

"Sunil!" Her voice sounds strange as she close the door behind her. "What was that I saw?"

Sunil can watch in open shock as Devi slowly walks up to him, her thin nightdress showing him the shape of her delicious plump body if not the essence.

Even so, he tries to cover himself even as now stands over him.

"Show me." He hears her saying breathlessly. "Show me what you are hiding."...

[Messalina]

"Show me. Show me what you are hiding." Devi's voice is low, nothing like she sounded a few moments ago when she was screaming and fucking Raji. She knew she probably shouldn't feel this way, but if that letter from the government was valid... Well, she knew that it was... At any rate, she was going to see Sunil's cock sooner or later and... Well, sooner was better than later. Especially after feeling his erection when they were wrestling earlier. And knowing that he was outside her bedroom when she was with Raji later on.

"Show me, Sunil." Devi repeated. "I know you saw the news today. I got a letter. It's gonna be you and me, naughty as it may seem, so you might as well let me see."

Devi reached out and put her hand over Sunil's. "It's okay, baby. You know it is." She watched as he slowly let his hands fall aside, revealing his rampant erection.

"Ohh!" It was lovely! It was so thick. Thicker than Raji's and longer, too. Not much, but longer all the same. "I've never seen any man except Raji" she said almost shyly, reaching out to trace his length with a fingertip. "Sure. In the flicks and in the magazines he gets. But never another real man."

Sunil's penis, growing harder by the minute, bobbed against her fingers. Without thinking, she grasped it, inhaling sharply. Her fingers didn't meet! She looked into her brother's face and grinned naughtily. "Oh, Sunil! This bad boy will split me in two!"

[Evggz]

He cannot believe what his sister is saying. Not only does she know about what the Government wants them to do but she looks like she actually wants it.

Sitting there, on the bed while his sexy sister fawns over his throbbing cock makes him want to grab her, throw her onto the bed and fuck the living daylights out of her.

Better than Raji could. He thinks to himself, suddenly feeling jealous.

But he doesn't. Instead he sits there, unable to move and listens, entranced by her chest. This is the first time he has seen her breasts up close without a bra and although she is wearing a nightdress, it does nothing to hide their shape from him and to also show him how massive they are.

He continues to stare...

[Jehrman]

"Where has she gone off to?" Raji wonders as he lays on the bed, his body still damp from his encounter with his wife. Swinging his feet off the bed, he helps himself to a cigerette.

He smiles to himself as he breathes in the smoke. Despite her wild nature as the painful scratches on his back would testify, Devi could not abide him smoking in the house. But thanks to her, he is too tired to go outside and he is desperate for a smoke...

[Messalina]

Standing close enough to feel her brother's breath against her breasts, Devi wonders if he can smell the musky scent of her desire. The idea of actually fucking her brother is such a turn-on. Perhaps it's the taboo. In fact, she's sure that it is. But as horny as she is feeling, she is reluctant to scare Sunil off. But he's so hard!

"Sunil, have you ever been with a woman?"

"Sure I ha... " He tries to cover up his embarrassment at still being a virgin then changes his mind. Devi would be able to tell. Wouldn't she? "Erm... no... "

"There's nothing wrong with being a virgin, Sunny. I guess I will be your first. The letter was pretty forthright. We don't have much of a choice, but I want to make sure you are okay with it."

She was looking straight into his eyes while she spoke, but her hand was slowly gliding up and down the length of him, belying her concern for his feelings. In truth, she was well aware that Sunil was turned on. The proof was in the erection she was toying with and that made her feel sexy and in control.

"We have to go for testing day after tomorrow" she continued, her sing-songy voice a husky whisper. "I don't think we should do anything erm... too intimate before then but I would love to help you out with your lovely predicament. Especially if you will help me out with mine."

Devi grinned and took a step closer, straddling her brother's naked thigh. "Well?"

[Evggz]

Sunil draws is breath in sharply as he feels his sister's soft hand (which looks so small grasping his thick shaft) start to stroke him.

"We have to go for testing day after tomorrow" she is telling him in that whisper which makes his cock throb. "I don't think we should do anything erm... too intimate before then but I would love to help you out with your lovely predicament. Especially if you will help me out with mine." He watches as his sexy sister straddles his leg

He looks up at her and sees her huge tits pushing out the nightie.

Gods!

He can feel himself getting ready to erupt. Moving higher, he finds himself looking into her face. She is watching him with a sexy smile on her full lips.

"Well?" She whispers.

"I want to kiss you." He says huskily. At the same time, his hands reaches around and grasps her full arse...

[Messalina]

Sunil's hands gripped Devi's ass, pulling her downward. Her large, pendant breasts pressed against his chest as he captured his sister's full sensual mouth with hungry urgency. She parted her lips in voracious invitation, moaning when his tongue found hers with one searching sweep.

Her sex was as hot and wet as his was hard and straining in her hand, and she ground herself in slow, tantalizing circles against his firm thigh. Devi was close and knew that Sunil was as well, but she didn't want either of them to cum quickly. It felt too good to let it end so soon.

She struggled not to lift herself and engulf his rock-hard lund within her aching choot. They had to wait for that, but there were other things they could do.

Devi broke the kiss and pulled away from Sunil. The look on his face was a mixture of lust and confusion as he reached for her to pull her back to him.

"Behave... " she purred, lifting her nightie over her head and letting it fall to the floor. His eyes widened at the sight of her nakedness and she grinned, cupping her breasts. "Do you like them?"

[Evggz]

"Behave... " She tells him as he looks on wide-eyed as she slowly pulls her nightie over her head and letting it drop to the floor.

Like a small child in a candy store, he doesn't know where to look first as his eyes capture her soft round brown body but it is her breasts that win out, looking so huge and inviting. Especially as he sees her starting to fondle them.

"Do you like them?"

Hungrily, the boy goes to grab her but his sister simply backs away.

"Sunil. I told you to behave. If you don't, " she says with mocked annoyance, "I will have to get dressed and leave."

Noo!!!

This is the first time he has actually seen a naked woman. She couldn't leave him just yet. Could she?

"Don't do that." He pleads, looking despondent on the bed.

She smiles at him and steps closer.

"You didn't ask my question, naughty boy. Do you like my breasts? My big breasts?"

The way she says 'my big breasts' causes the boy's heart to beat harder.

"Well?" She presses.

"Yes." He gasps. His sister smiles and slowly turns around, showing him her large, plump bottom.

"And what about this? Do you like my ass?"

"Y-yes." He gasps again.

"Are you sure?" She asks as she moves ever closer. "You don't think it is too big?"

"N-no." She is only inches in front of him as she turns round to face him.

"You are such a good..." She doesn't finish her sentence as the lust-crazed teenager lunges at her. This time she is not quick enough to elude his grip and he quickly pulls her onto the bed.

"Sunil.." She starts to say but gasps out as he quickly starts to attack her large, matronly breasts with his hungry mouth...

[Jehrman]

“...We ask for every family who has a boy over the age of 18 to produce an offspring with a close family member once a year for the next three years. Only male babies produced from such a union will be able to procreate with unrelated women...”

Still waiting for Devi to return, Raji had turned on the television, catching the evening news.

“I understand that what we are asking you to do goes against the very fibre of your moral upbringing. But this course of action is necessary for the very survival of the human race. If we don’t do this, our scientists calculate that humanity will become extinct within two generations.

So please help us. We need you

Despite the moral implications, response to the President's plea has been positive and already same family couples have been seen reporting to fertility clinics to check for suitability."

The broadcast goes on as another reporter interviews a doctor of a fertility clinic.

Raji cannot believe his ears.

They want people to commit incest for the sake of the country?

He finds himself wanting to laugh at the absurdity of the situation and quickly stops as he thinks of his wife.

Devi! Sunil! Gods!

His wife and brother-in-law would most likely be suitable.

My wife and her brother fucking!

He had always wanted to see Devi fuck someone else. But her brother? He can almost see it. The two of them going at it. The thought makes his groin throb.

Knowing that horny bitch, she would most likely go for it. And Sunil would fuck a goat, let alone someone has hot looking as Devi.

For the first time in years, Raji achieves a second erection within half an hour of cumming...

[Messalina]

Sunil pulled Devi onto the bed, cupping a full breast in each hand as he pinned her body with his own. She cried out softly as he took one lush rosy nipple between his lips before switching and tugging at the other with his teeth. Her nipples tightened to pebble hardness as her brother suckled ravenously, squeezing and kneading the soft mounds.

Devi could feel his cock, hard and wet with pre-cum as he rubbed himself against her. Shifting so his leg fell between her welcoming thighs, she arched her hips and began to writhe against her brother. If she couldn't have his cock in her pussy, she would have it somewhere else.

"Sunil... Sunil, stop for a moment... " she murmured. Her brother lifted himself, looking at her curiously.

"You lay back now. I want... " Devi was already moving herself into position, smiling contentedly as her lips parted to take his beautiful thick shaft into her mouth.

[Evggz]

He watches, his eyes wide open as if he doesn't want to miss a thing as he sees and feels his sister start to take the swollen head of his lund into her mouth, her red lips almost stretching impossibly to take in his circumference.

Once imbedded inside her mouth, he gasps as he feels as something starts to poke and stroke his top. At the same time, he can feel her sucking at him, like a child with a huge ice popsicle.

"Ooohhhh!" He gasps contentedly...

[Messalina]

Devi sucked at Sunil's cock hungrily, voraciously -- her own body aching with desire. She wasn't used to practicing restraint when it came to her sexual appetite, but she knew that she had to. This once. Just this once. Soon she would be able to fuck him properly. After all it was the law, yes? Devi smiled at the thought.

The sound of her brother's pleasure-filled moans as his hips rocked toward her mouth were like an aphrodisiac. Devi could feel his increasing need as her tongue massaged the bulging vein on the underside of his thick lund. She could taste the salty sweetness of his pre-cum and she yearned for more.

As if in answer to her wish, she heard Sunil gasp. Now. She knew it would be now. His cock swelled and she felt the cum begin to bubble up his length, pulsing, throbbing and then finally exploding in her mouth. She murmured lasciviously while she swallowed every surging eruption of his hot jism. She sucked him until there was no more and even then she lapped up the offending drops that had escaped her ravenous mouth.

Releasing him at last, Devi turned to her brother and grinned naughtily. "Was it good, little brother? Now it's my turn."

[Evggz]

"Was it good, little brother? Now it's my turn."

He lays there, on the bed gasping as he has just run a marathon. Still, he has the strength to move aside as his well-stacked older sister sensuously slides onto the bed next to him, her flesh rippling with the effort.

"Come here." She whispers, her arms extended...

[Yoc]

He licks his lips as he finds himself fondling his erecting tool.

Would she really fuck her little brother?

He is not sure. So far, Devi has accepted everything that he had suggested including some BDSM. Never has he known a woman to enjoy doing different things.

But this? Fucking Sunil?

But what if she did? He continues to stroke himself as he thinks of the possibilities...

[Messalina]

Devi propped herself on Sunil's pillows and leaned back against the headboard. She wanted to fuck but knowing that they shouldn't yet she would wait. However, Devi would show her brother how to make her cum.

"Have you ever seen a choot? I mean a real one. Close enough to touch? To taste?" She chuckled naughtily, the look on Sunil's face giving her the answer to her question. "Scoot down. There's something I want you to see."

Devi spread her legs and reached down, her fingers riffling through the nest of dark curls between her legs as she slowly parted her puffy outer lips to reveal what was hidden inside.

[Evggz]

"See how wet I am? That is because of you, my little brother."

Looking down in between her legs, he watches as she spreads out the thick lips of her shiny cunt. His first ever cunt and the smell. Despite his recent cum, he can feel himself growing hard again.

"You like?" She is asking him as if out of breath.

He nods, looking back at her face. The way she is looking at him. A shiver runs down his spine.

"Come here." She says, opening her arms. "Give your sister a big hug and kiss."

Eagerly, he obliges, his naked body falling on top of hers as their mouths come together in a heated kiss.

As their mouths duel and fight with each other, their hands exploring each others bodies, he can feel his fully erect cock trapped between them, pressing into her hot crotch.

Without thought, he slowly lowers his body. Dragging the thick root down through her rough hair until he can feel the head pressing into something incredibly hot and wet.

Their lips break apart and he hears Devi gasps his name as he pushes forward...

[Messalina]

"Suuunil!" Devi gasped as her brother's cock slipped into her slick cleft, its tip barely inside of her. She knew she should stop him (at least until after the examination), but she was too far gone.

Sunil's eyes were wide with surprise as the realization of what was happening began to register in his mind. "Oh, Devi!" he groaned, pressing into her sweetness. Afraid that she was pulling away when she shifted beneath him, Sunil lunged forward wildly, burying himself to the hilt.

"Aiyee!" Devi cried out passionately, unable to restrain herself as the walls of her vagina spread to accommodate thick hardness. Heaven! It was heaven! She couldn't believe how close she was to cumming. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she urged him on.

"Ohh... Sunil... baby... fuck... me... hard... " each lust-filled word punctuated by a powerful thrust of of her younger brother's lund.

[Evggz]

The boy groans as he feels the wet tightness envelope his lund. Never has he felt anything so good and already, he can feel himself swelling as he is about to cum.

"Ohh... Sunil... baby... fuck... me... hard... "

Panting lustily, the boy obeys. Fucking into his sister with hard, fast strokes and he feels a strange sensation grip his loins.

"Oohhhh!" He gasps as his body jerks out of control, his groin crashing into hers wildly.

Soooo gooooddd!!!!

Whimpering, he feels himself exploding and with one violent thrust, he buries himself completely, spraying his sister's insides with his heavy sperm...

[Yoc]

From the other side of the door, Raji listens to the cries coming out of Sunil's room. A smile on his face.

Back in the bedroom, he had wondered what had happened to his wife and with the thought of her and her brother being together, he had got up to investigated. He hadn't had to go very far.

Now, as the sounds behind the door slowly die down, does he enter the room.

[Messalina]

They lay together gasping as the last traces of their orgasms begin to fade away. Devi hadn't meant for them to fuck, but now... She squeezed her muscles tight to clasp her brother's delicious lund. She felt him twitch in response and grinned. If this was any indication of what was in store for them, gods what he could do with a little practice!

"Well, well, well... "

Sunil jerked away from Devi as the sound of her husband's voice broke the silence in the room. Oh shit! she thought. Now what?

"Raji," she whispered, with a nervous half-smile. Devi didn't know what he would do, but somewhere in the back of her mind she couldn't help thinking of that commercial: Double your pleasure. Double your fun.

[Tivboman]

The next morning...

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Huh?" Absentmindedly, Mark looks up to see his mother standing over him.

"You are just sitting there in a world of your own. You haven't touched any of your breakfast." She points at his full plate of bacon and eggs.

"Sorry, Mom." He says as he starts to tuck in.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" She asks him, ruffling his hair.

"Aw don't do that, Mom." He protests with a smile. Grinning his mother goes back to attend to the stove.

His speed of consumption eases as his thoughts return to what had happened yesterday. Though he had found it embarrassing, he had also found it highly arousing that Sunil's sister had talked about his cock.

Would she really want to see it?

He so wishes she would. For the first time, he is proud of his size. Wondering how she would react to it.

All women like big cocks, right?

And his was really big.

"Morning, sleepyhead!" Sounds a recognisable male voice.

"Morning, Dad." Mark replies, seeing his dad sit down next to him.

"Here's your breakfast, dear." His mother says, placing a plate full of food in front of his father before pecking him on his bald head...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice had been pleased and relieved when she felt Jack climb into bed with her during the night. He hadn't been due home for two more days, but something had happened with one of the loads he had contracted for, cutting this run short.

She wondered if he knew what the governments were asking women to do. He hadn't said a word, but there hadn't been much conversation between them. Janice smiled at the memory of their love-making. It was the first thing they did when he came home and the last before he went over the road again. There was plenty of time for talk in between.

The twins had already been fed, dressed and were on their way to school. It was Pat Kelly's day to drive and she had picked them up ten minutes ago. That left her with her oldest child and waiting for Jack to come down after taking his shower.

Janice knew that she would have to speak to Mark about what was going on sooner or later. She and Jack would do it together once they discussed it themselves. But how was she going to broach it if he didn't know? Truth be told, the mere thought of it sickened her and she was nervous as all get out about what Jack would have to say. Well... what could he say? What could any of them say?

"Morning, sleepyhead!"

"Morning, dad."

Janice turned, smiling at the exchange between her husband and their son. Setting her husband's breakfast down in front of him, she kissed the top of his head. He, in turn, grabbed a handful of her plump bottom and nuzzled playfully in her cleavage. "She's smothering me, Mark. Help!"

"Right, dad. She hasn't killed you yet. That line's getting pretty old now." Janice grinned at Mark and winked. She couldn't help wondering if they would stay as close after...

[Tivboman]

"She's smothering me, Mark. Help!"

The boy grins as he watches his father sink into his mother's large chest.

"Right, Dad. She hasn't killed you yet. That line's getting pretty old now." He says, catching his mother's wink before going back to his breakfast.

He is lucky he guess. He has parents that don't give him the grief like he hears from the other guys. Even the little brats are not that bad. Yeah, he hasn't got it bad at all.

Then he remembers what Sunil was saying. Yeah, right. As if the government wants him to do it with his mom so that she could have babies? For a moment, he finds himself looking at her. Sure, she is a bit on the plump size but her boobs...

Suddenly realising what he is doing, he looks away, his face flushing.

What the fuck am I doing? That's mom! Ewwwww!!!!

Besides if it was true, his mom would tell him, wouldn't she?

"Okay, sport!" His dad is speaking to him. "I'll give you a lift to school."

"Thanks, Dad." And a few minutes later, he is at the front door, in time to see his mother and father in another passionate clinch.

"Ewwww! Gross, guys! You two are worst than the guys at school." He says with a smile. They are always like this when his dad comes home from a trip.

"Hey!!!" Retorts his mom, "We are not that old. We are entitled to have fun."

"Get the sandwiches done, hon. I will be back soon." His dad says, following the boy out.

"What are you guys up to?" Mark asks his father as they start off.

"Well it's a nice day and I thought your mother and I could spend some quality time together. I'm taking her up to the cove for a picnic."

"Why rub it in why dontcha? I got boring school." The boy says humourously. He and his father are more like friends then father and son.

Laughing, his father ruffles his hair...

[Evggz]

"Sunil, you are okay with this, right?" It is after 9.30am, and Sunil is sitting with Raji on the sofa.

Is he okay with all this? Frankly, the boy's mind is still trying to adjust to what has happened in the last 24 hours. First his sister lets him fuck her. Then Raji joins in and the three of them had spent most of the night having an orgy.

Wow!

It had been a bit weird seeing his brother-in-law naked, but once he realised that all he was interested in was his sister, the boy had been cool about it.

And for the first time ever has, he woken up without a major hardon.

Still, Devi is still Raji's wife. Surely, he can't be happy with it.

"Yeah." He replies. "I guess." His tone showing his hesitancy.

Raji picks up on it.

"You don't have to worry about me, kid." He smiles. "To be frank, your sister can be too much even for me. Besides, from what I saw last night, I can see why Devi likes the idea. She was always into big."

Sunil blushes as the reference. He now knows he is thicker than his brother-in-law.

"Okay, boys. Are you ready for more?"

Both looking up, they see Devi come in wearing a sheer robe which does nothing to hide her plump body.

"Already?" Groans her husband as she poses in front of them. Both Sunil and Raji are taking a "sicky" so that the three of them can explore their new relationship.

"Well, you may not want to but I think Sunil does." She points at the boy's developing tent.

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice busied herself preparing a lunch for herself and Jack before going upstairs to shower and dress. Picnics together were something they had been doing since they were teens and had found a pine grove that was quite secluded even after all these years.

She smiled at her reflection as she brushed her hair and tied it up in a ponytail. The years hadn't been unkind to her, she thought. Sure, her full breasts weren't perky (as if they ever were) and her hips had spread, but she could still excite Jack -- and that was all that mattered.

"Jan, I'm back! You ready?"

"On my way!" she called back, smoothing down the sun dress she'd decided to wear. Easy access, as Jack would say. Grabbing a blanket from the linen closet, she hurried downstairs.

He was standing with his back to her when she walked into the kitchen. Slipping her arms around his waist, she nuzzled his neck, whispering. "Hiya, big boy. Looking for a good time?"

Jack turned to face her, his face pasty white. Alarmed, Janice quickly asked if he was all right. He didn't answer at first. Just held up the letter.

The letter! Janice's stomach lurched as her husband began to speak.

"I heard it on the news. I mean how could I not have? It's been all over the place. I just thought... I hoped... Don't take this the wrong way, baby. I hoped you were too old to be selected."

Janice stood where she was, feeling kind of funny about the age comment. She knew he didn't mean it badly, but it stung all the same. He seemed to forget that it was the plague and his subsequent infertility that had halted them from having a larger family, not her inability to bear more children.

There was no denying the fact that she, along with her friend Devi and women all over the world, would basically be whored out to their sons and brothers. Forced to reproduce for the good of humanity. Her stomach began to churn, but she fought back the bile that rose in her throat.

"Some joke, isn't it?"

There was no mistaking the irony in her voice as Jack stared helplessly into his wife's tear-filled eyes. She'd never been with any man except him and now... Now...

Taking her in his arms, he kissed her forehead. "Everything is going to be all right, Jan. You'll see. The tests are when? Day after tomorrow? Maybe they'll find something wrong. Maybe you won't have to... "

The thought of his wife with another man... let alone their son revolted him, and for a moment Jack Fleming wasn't sure if he felt sorrier for himself or his wife as a mixture of emotions ran through him.

[Tivboman]

The day at school goes by as usual, except that Sunil isn't there. Mark wonders what has happened to him since he looked okay yesterday.

Getting the twins, he heads for homem popping around to see his friend but Raji, Sunil's brother-in-law, who answers the door and tells him that Sunil is in bed and cannot be disturbed.

Strange! He could before!

Leaving Raji to get dressed (obviously, he had just had a shower), he goes home.

"Hi, guys! I'm home!" He shouts cheerfully...

[Yoc]

Closing the front door behind him, Raji goes back upstairs past his bedroom door, pausing for a moment to hear the noises coming from within.

"They are still at it!"

Suddenly feeling tired, he carries on to take a much needed shower.

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice and Jack had gone on their picnic after all, though much of their usual eagerness at going to their own 'secret spot' was missing. They talked quietly while they walked hand-in-hand in the woods, returning to eat and talk some more.

Their lovemaking had been more bittersweet than passionate. If nothing else before tested their devotion to each other, this seemingly insurmountable issue that they had been presented almost certainly would. If they let it.

Janice was adamantly opposed to the idea. It sickened her to even consider it. Jack was more understanding of the need, but he saw it as being between a rock and a hard place. Damned if she did, damned if she didn't.

On the other hand, he knew he would have a problem reconciling the fact that his wife -- his only love -- would be having sex with another man. The fact that it would be their own son didn't help. Truth, Jack would almost rather it was a complete stranger. At least then he wouldn't have to face the man who shared his wife's body on a daily basis.

Both were concerned that it would change the way they both interacted with Mark. Possibly destroying the framework of their family in the long run.

"Hi, guys! I'm home!" and the twins' chorus of "Daddeeee!" heralded the arrival of their children. Janice and Jack looked at each other, knowing that he was going to have to speak to their son tonight and try to explain. They had agreed that Jack would have a father/son talk with Mark first and that she would join them afterwards to discuss the full implications of what the government expected them to do.

Janice hugged her children tightly and excused herself to start making dinner. "Don't dawdle you two," she called out to Emily and Matthew. "Get those school clothes off and come get your snack and tell me about your day before you go outside to play."

[Tivboman]

Having homework to do, Mark goes straight upstairs to his bedroom to work. He has never like Mathematics but the work has to be done. Unlike most of his peers, the boy did have a sensible attitude when it comes to his schoolwork which often brings a barrage of complaints from Sunil.

He still cannot figure out what has happened to his friend today or why Raji had acted so strangely. He also wonders what Sunil had told him is true too? No one at school had talked about it though that is not saying much. Because of his size and introvert nature, Mark has always been a loner with Sunil being his only real friend and contact (he has never told his mom this in case she would worry). Again, this will not have been the first time his friend has pulled his leg about something.

What a perv!

After a few hours, just in time for dinner, he has broken the back of his work. He has only another half hour to do and he has finished. He really does hates algebra.

Stopping to rub his eyes, he hears a knock on the door...

[Maid of Marvels]

"Got a minute for your old dad?" Jack asked as he stuck his head in his son's door.

"Sure, dad. What's up?"

"I thought we could talk a bit. You know. Man to man."

"Umm... sure. Dad? Is this gonna be "the birds and the bees talk"? I'm not exactly a kid, you know. Or did you want me to explain some things?"

Jack chuckled, feeling a little awkward. He and Janice had always been open about sex and sexuality with their son, so he was fairly certain Mark had a good understanding of what was involved. But this was going to be different. Very different.

"You have some tips for me on how to pick up wimmin, do you?"

"Yeah... right. I don't even have my own girl, dad. Besides, I think you're taken. Maybe she has a rich younger sister? We could double date." Mark grinned and winked at his father. "You know, dad. Come to think of it. I might just steal your girl and leave you to fend for yourself if you don't watch... "

The look on his father's face made Mark stop mid-sentence. Something was wrong. Really wrong. "Dad? Is it mom? Is she all right?"

Jack sat down on his son's bed. Leaning forward, he clasped his hands between his knees. This was going to be harder than he thought, but it was better that he be the one to tell their son what the government was going to require of him. Damn those fools who played with chemicals and created the plague! As it that wasn't bad enough. Now this!

"Come here and sit, Mark." Jack nodded toward a spot on the bed beside him. "We really have to talk."

"Umm... sure, dad. This isn't good, is it?"

"Well. Not really. But it's not the end of the world either." Jack sighed. He couldn't believe he'd just said that. Of course it was the end of the world! That was the whole point of this travesty, wasn't it?

"Have you ever had sex?" Jack just blurted it out. If he didn't start somewhere none of it would ever come out.

"Daddddddd... " The macho part of Mark wanted to tell his father that he had, but he knew that there had to be a reason for his dad to ask in the first place. Maybe Sunil hadn't been pulling his leg? Oh, yeuk! Mark suddenly had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"I'll take that as a 'no'." Jack sat up and looked at his son's face. "You do understand the mechanics of it though, right?"

"Geez!" Mark was really beginning to feel awkward. What in the world was going on with his father? He really wished he'd get to the point already. "The penis goes in the vagina. Is that what you mean?"

"Erm... yes. And you know that when you... ejaculate... " Jack didn't want to play down the pleasures of sex, but this was not going to be for fun. Fuck! This was going to be sex with his wife -- their son's mother for gods sake!

"Yeah yeah. The sperm finds and egg and fertilizes it. I know all that, dad. What the hell is this all about?"

Just say it, dammit! Jack stood up and began to pace the room. "It's like this, Mark. When the plague broke out, all the men who were sexually mature at the time were made infertile. We shoot blanks. Get it?" He turned to look at his son.

"Thing is, with no fertile men there won't be any new babies. See? And without new babies... no more people."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"No. Don't say anything til I'm finished. Please." Jack rubbed his hands over his balding pate and continued on. "If something isn't done to... Well, the point is that the worlds' population keeps decreasing and if we don't find a way to start reproducing... Look. There's no easy way to put this. Artificial insemination doesn't seem to work, so they are saying that only connately related people can produce a child. Fuck! They want you to have sex with your mother and make her pregnant!"

[Tivboman]

"They want you to have sex with your mother and make her pregnant!"

His father's word cut into him, leaving the boy numb, his mind reeling. He is not sure what he is more shocked about. That his dad is talking about him 'doing it with his mom or that he had sworn.

Feeling suddenly awkward being in his dad's presence, the two of them sit on his bed, completely silent. Both lost in their thoughts.

To be honest, he has never thought of his mother in that way. Even when he found out about girls, his mom was always...well...'Mom'. Someone who always, when he was younger, made sure he ate his greens, always complained about him being dirty and especially made sure that she embarrassed him in front of whatever his friends he had. Even now, she is constantly telling him to tidy up his room and not to be home too late.

He smiles to himself. She is just as bad with Dad.

But the idea that his parents could still be 'doing it' makes him shiver in not a nice way. Until now, he had always figured that they were too old for that kind of thing. But obviously not, if they want him to have sex with his mom and make her pregnant???

"You all right, son?" His dad finally asks, breaking the silence. But the awkness is still there.

The boy simply nods, unable to look up at his father...

[Mellisaaa]

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[Maid of Marvels]

Unsure of what else he could say, Jack moved toward the door and paused. Anything he said at this point was going to be half-hearted at best. He couldn't exactly cheer his son on by saying something like: It won't be so bad, your mom's a great fuck!

Jack Fleming groaned inwardly and walked back over to his son. Giving him a great bear hug, he ruffled the boy's hair and then held him at arm's length. "There's an appointment tomorrow morning at Central State Hospital. Both you and your mother have to go. Devi and Sunil as well."

When Mark didn't say anything, Jack turned away pausing at the door again. "Mark?"

"Yes, dad?"

"Your mother and I love you very much."

"I know, dad. I love you, too."

Sighing, Jack left his son to ponder the realities of what he'd told him. Now he had to tell Janice that the deed was done -- at least this part.

[Tivboman]

The boy sits there long after his father has gone, still trying to understand what has just happened.

Slowly, it sinks in, his face becoming paler by the moment.

I am supposed do 'it' to Mom so she becomes pregnant!

He is physically shaking now.

He tries to visually picture them actually 'doing it' (he can't bring himself to say the 'f' word) but he can't. He remembers how he had reacted when Sunil remarked how big his mom's boobs were. He almost knocked his friend's block off.

"It's Mom!" He says to himself. "I can't think of her 'like that'. She's my mom. You don't 'do it' with your own mom."

He takes a gulp from his pepsi that he had already opened but it does not make him feel better. He can still feel the butterflies in his stomach.

There is no way he can do this.

But what about Mom and Dad? Will they get into trouble?

Dejectedly, he looks at the floor. The boy doesn't know what to do.

He is still like that when his mother calls him for dinner an hour later...

[Maid of Marvels]

Dinner seemed to last for ages. After several failed attempts at making conversation, Janice finally gave up. Mark kept his head lowered and rarely raised it, Jack only spoke in response to Matthew and Emily who seemed to rattle on incessantly. The innocence of youth.

Relieved that the ordeal was finally over, Janice bathed and put the little ones to bed. Mark had dashed for his room as soon as he was finished and Jack was watching the news on the television when she came back downstairs.

Switching it off, he looked up and patted his lap. "C'mere and give us a cuddle."

Janice climbed onto what had been her favorite perch for as long as she could remember, nestling her face against her husband's neck. Even so, she couldn't help wondering if simple pleasures like this would end once she and Mark... began.

Still fighting back the bile that rose in her throat at the very thought of it, Janice feigned weariness and the need to take a shower. Jack promised to join her soon, though she was never sure if he did.

Maybe she wasn't fertile. Perhaps there was a chance that and she and Mark were incompatible on a genetic level. She could always hope... and pray. Janice Fleming lay in her marriage bed alone until sleep finally claimed her just before dawn.

[Tivboman]

In the large waiting hall of Central State Hospital's fertility clinic, Mark sits silently as he waits for his number to be called. His apprehension has grown since last night, after having a restless night and now he is feeling its affects.

He looks around the crowded hall, looking to see if Sunil and his sister are there (as his father had told him) but there are no sign of them.

Maybe they have already been.

"You sure you are alright?" His mother asks him what appears to be the umpteenth time.

"Yeah." He replies solemnly, looking up at her.

"You look a little peaky, dear." She says to him, her eyes scrunitizing his face.

"Just a bit tired is all." He tells her.

She gives him a nod and a loving smile, before pulling up her reading glasses (she is allergic to contact lens) and returns to her book.

For a moment he looks at her and then his eyes dip and to his horror he finds he is looking at her full chest.

Fucking pervert!

Disgusted with himself, his face flushing, he quickly turns away.

"Calling Number 759! Will Janice and Mark Fleming report to Examination Room 109! Calling Number 759! Will Janice and Mark Fleming report to Examination Room 109! Thank you."...

[Evggz]

No sooner are they back from the hospital, the eager boy is grabbing at his sister.

"Sunil!" She protests before her mouth is swamped by his.

His hands are all over her as he quickly pulls her coat off.

"Sunil! The doctors said that I won't be fertile for another week." She gasps as she manages to break mouth contact.

But the horny boy's response to mesh his mouth on hers again.

[Maid of Marvels]

"Calling Number 759! Will Janice and Mark Fleming report to Examination Room 109! Calling Number 759! Will Janice and Mark Fleming report to Examination Room 109! Thank you."

Janice rose hesitantly, though Mark practically jumped from his chair when they were called. Taking his hand, she squeezed it gently to reassure him but he didn't respond, pulling free of her instead.

"Come on then" she said quietly, nudging her son to follow the nurse who had called their name. It hadn't even begun and her family was falling apart. There was always that chance...

"This way, Mrs. Fleming. You must be Mark?" The nurse tried to sound cheery, but it had been a long few days dealing with more than reluctant patients sent to be examined for compatibility. Sometimes it was the older of the two, sometimes the younger. Sometimes... well there had been that Indian couple who had seemed more than eager. It took all kinds.

As they entered the examination room, she directed them to get undressed. Both the boy and his mother looked at her in alarm. "No, no. There is a curtain to separate you. See?" As if to prove the fact, she pulled a divider between the two examination tables. "There. Now you'll find gowns to put on. The doctor will be in as soon as he looks over the forms you filled out when you arrived this morning. In the meantime, I will take your vital signs. Just give me a holler when you're ready."

Janice undressed slowly, stopping to fold each item of clothing neatly as she removed it. She knew she didn't have a choice in this -- then again, neither did Mark. Putting on the gown they had provided, she sat up on the edge of the table and called out to the nurse.

**************

Three hours later, mother and son began to feel as though they were human pincushions. They'd been stuck, poked, prodded, scanned and submitted to a variety of tests including a DNA sample. Just to be sure you are who you say you are, you understand is what they were told when she asked. Evidently some people had already tried to substitute a non-relative for the connately related partner.

After being told to dress and return to the waiting room until their results were finalized, Mark appeared even more jittery than he had earlier. Janice tried to make small talk but found it difficult enough to staunch her growing nausea, so she sat silently. Waiting. And waiting some more.

Mark fidgeted and paced for a while before returning to his seat where he eventually dozed off. When they were recalled, she touched her son's arm gently to wake him, nearly startling him out of his skin. "It's our turn again, love" Janice said quietly as she stood.

"Doctor Sanchez will see you in here. Your results are all in." The forced smile on the nurse's face indicated what she already knew.

"Hello again, Mrs. Fleming. Mark. Have a seat will you?" The doctor's face was completely devoid of expression.

Maybe? Maybe we aren't compatible after all? Her hopes were short-lived however as the doctor began to speak. She only half-listened, catching one or two words, but their meaning was clear.

"99.97% compatible... one of our highest results... definitely fertile... next five days... as much as possible... " He went on and on. Would the man never shut up? She wanted to get out of there. Go for a drive. She had to think. About anything. Anything but this

"Do you have any questions, Mrs. Fleming? Mark?" Janice looked up at Dr. Sanchez and shook her head -- almost afraid to speak. "Here is a folder with further instructions and a FAQ that should answer any further questions you may have. Now go home and procreate!"

Janice knew that it was a feeble attempt at humor to relieve the tension, but it was the final straw in a losing battle against the bile that had hovered dangerously in her throat. Looking around desperately for somewhere to vomit, she seized the wastepaper basket and was violently sick.

[Tivboman]

It takes half an hour before his mother stops vomiting and another half an hour after that before the doctor tells him to take her home. Luckily, since the hospital is only local, they have only a short distance to walk.

Back at the house, his mother excuses herself, telling him that she was going to lie down for a while. That 'while' becomes the rest of the morning and afternoon, with him going upstairs to check on her.

His mother is still in bed when the twins come home from school.
Doing his best, the boy makes some jam sandwiches for the twins and then wait for his father to come home...

[Maid of Marvels]

"I'm home! Where is everyone?" Hanging his jacket in the hall closet, Jack walked into the living room.

"I'm here, dad. The little ones are in bed and mom... " Mark seemed a little reluctant to mention his mother, a fact not lost on Jack.

He walked over to his son and hugged him. "Thanks, Champ. I owe you one for today. How bout a ball game on the weekend? Just us guys."

"Okay, dad. Whatever."

"Whatever?" Jack gave an inward sigh. There was a time not so long ago that Mark would have been enthusiastic about getting away from the "girls". He couldn't help wondering if those days were lost forever.

"Sorry, dad. Was just concentrating on this movie," Mark offered as a quick excuse that didn't fool either of them.

"Okay then. I need to get a shower and check on our girl." The words our girl caught in Jack Fleming's craw. They had taken on a different meaning in the truest sense of the word and he would have given anything to take them back when he saw the look on Mark's face. Embarrassed, Jack cleared his throat and went upstairs to check on Janice.

The bedroom was dark as he entered, just a glimmer of light from the streetlamp outside creeping through a chink in the curtains. "Honey?" he whispered just in case. "Are you awake?"

"Uh huh."

Jack moved to his wife's side of the bed and sat down, rubbing her arm. "You okay?"

Janice hesitated, loath to bring up the unasked question that hung unspoken between them. "Ohh... Jack... " She melted into her husband's arms as he scooped her up, her body wracked by sobs. "They... I... we... "

"There there, love. It will be okay. It's not like we didn't expect this -- even if it isn't what we would have liked. I love you, Janice. With all of my heart. Nothing and no one will ever change that." Jack tried to sound braver than he was, knowing that she needed soothing and reassurance. They didn't have any other choice.

[Tivboman]

The rest of the evening, Mark is left alone to watch the telly. The twins in bed and his father staying upstairs with his mother.

Taking a sip from his pepsi, the boy is hardly aware of what he is watching as his mind goes over what has happened today. He is still feeling sore after what they did to him at the hospital.

He shivers at the memory. He wouldn't want to go through that again.

Not only that, he still remembers the look on the nurse's face when she first saw his dick. Though she didn't say anything to him, he did catch her opening her mouth in surprise. It had made him feel funny.

Finally, the events of the day overtakes him and he drifts off to sleep in the chair...

[Tivboman]

"Wake up, sleepy head!"

"Huh?" Drowsely, Mark finds himself being shaken by his father.

"Time for bed. It's almost midnight." His father tells him.

Still half asleep, he looks over at the television and finds it has already been switched off.

Must be late!

"'Kay, Dad. Goodnight." He says as he gets up to go to bed.

"You okay, Mark?" His father asks him.

Okay? He thinks to himself, his mind still sluggish.

"About what you and your mom will have to do?"

Oh! He had almost forgotten.

"I guess." He says, pausing. He is not sure how he feels nor does he really want to talk about it. Not now. Not with his dad.

"You know that your mother and I really love you, don't you?"

The boy nods.

"I know this is tough for you. Hell. It is tough for all of us." He hears the small chuckle but somehow he doesn't think his dad finds it funny. He doesn't.

"But it has to be done." His father continues. "We have no choice."

"Yeah. I understand, Dad." Though he is not sure if he does.

"Anyway, Mark." There is a pause. "Your mother and I feel that the two of you should get...erm...started tomorrow. So you won't be going to school."

Tomorrow?

"Erm...okay, Dad." He says.

For a few minutes, they just stand there, quiet, not saying anything. In the end, his father says 'goodnight'

The boy goes upstairs to bed and a sleepless night...

[Maid of Marvels]

As her crying abated, Jack suggested she go wash her face while he made her a cup of tea. Janice dragged herself from the bed with effort and walked the few steps to the master bath.

She barely recognized the face that stared back at her from the mirror. Swollen, blotchy and tear-streaked, it was a grotesque parody of the Janice Fleming who had stood here a few days ago. There was no sparkle in her eyes, no roses in her cheeks -- her hair was dull and lackluster, reminding her of the time when she had let her family down before. When Jack had been ill with the plague.

"No!" Furious with herself, she turned the water on and began to scrub. Finally brushing her hair, she winced as it caught in the tangles. But that was all right -- pain was good right now. It made her alert and forced her to do what she needed to do. Janice might not like the situation, but it was up to her to make it successful and to keep her family from falling apart because of it.

"Janice?"

"In the bathroom, Jack. Be right out." She looked in the mirror again. Her reflection wasn't the best, but it was certainly better than a few minutes ago. Appearance was everything at this point -- no matter how she felt.

Jack looked up as she came back into the bedroom. "You look a lot better, Jan. The kids are in bed. Mark, too." He added the last as an afterthought, separating Mark from the twins in a way he had never done before. Mark was eighteen after all. A man for all intents and purposes, especially with the task set before him now.

He struggled to keep the thought from his mind, but it was impossible. Janice had picked up a folder from the dresser and handed it to him silently before sitting down on the edge of the bed. "What's this?" Jack asked as he opened it up. "Oh."

Janice nodded in agreement as her husband riffled through the sheets inside. It was basically an instruction manual dealing with what could and might and probably would go wrong and what to do to remedy all of those things.

"As you can see, Mark and I were deemed... compatible." Janice said quietly. "I suppose we should have... today... you know... but I just couldn't, Jack. I just couldn't, dammit!"

Jack slipped his arm around his wife. "Let me take a look at this for a sec, Jan. I'll make sense of it and we'll work it all out. Everything is going to be okay. It's your duty. Our duty. Like it or not, we don't have any choice here. The decision was made for us."

She smiled at her husband, though it didn't extend to her eyes. How easy it was for him to say our when it really had nothing to do with him. Just her. And Mark. Their son. No, that wasn't fair either. It did affect Jack as well.

Please God, let everything be all right, she prayed silently. It would be all over as soon as she was pregnant. And they said she was especially fertile right now. All it would take would be one time, maybe two. She had gotten pregnant quickly with Jack. Okay, maybe three times at most. It was the best she could hope for.

[Evggz]

Sunil is looking forward to a sleepless night as he lays in his bed. Soon his sister will be coming to say 'goodnight'.

He grins to himself as his hand plays with his stiffened tool.

[Maid of Marvels]

She watched Jack riffle through the pages in the folder, his silence was almost alarming in its intensity. Jan realized that she had been selfish in thinking this wouldn't affect him and reached out to caress her husband's face causing him to flinch.

"I'm... Gods, Jan. I was... concentrating," Jack stammered to cover his embarrassment, but it didn't fool her at all. He hated what was about to happen. Maybe even more than she did.

"It's okay, Jack. I understand," she replied, giving him a peck on the cheek as she picked up the folder from the bed where he had dropped it. "I suppose I really should be the one looking at this, huh? We can talk about it when I'm finished if you like."

Opening it for the first time on her own, she glanced down the index to see what it covered. The first mini chapters dealt with the plague and it's aftermath, followed by the need for procreation and a lot of other scientific mumbo jumbo that was moot in her opinion. Then, of course, there was the obligatory "how-to". Janice sighed. Of course it was more than possible that some of the couples had never been sexual with anyone.

"Insert Tab A into Slot B," she laughed ironically. Janice had never had sex that didn't involve love-making. This made it all sound so 'clinical'. Maybe that's what she needed to do. Look at it from a clinical standpoint rather than a personal one.

"I know, Jan. I saw that part, too" Jack said resignedly. "Maybe it's the next part that you need... "

His voice trailed off as he saw that his wife was already there -- Getting Your Partner Aroused. "If it's any consolation... Mark knows... the basics."

Seeing the look on Jan's face, Jack regretted the words as soon as they came out. He slipped his arm around her shoulders and hugged her, but she was as rigid as a flag pole. Jack couldn't remember a time in their lives when she had not responded to a hug. There would be a lot more changes in their lives. A lot more.

It was almost dawn by the time Janice finished reading. Jack had dozed off hours ago. She closed the folder and set it on the nightstand before turning off the lamp.

How simple this would all be depended on Mark and his willingness -- or not, she realized as she read. There were a few things that she had noted in the final chapters and planned to have Jack pick them up for her in the morning -- just in case. Praying for strength to get them all through this, sleep finally claimed her moments before the alarm went off.

"Sleep a bit, Jan" Jack murmured as he stretched and sat up. "I'll get the twins ready and fed and off to school."

Janice nodded groggily and murmured, "Thanks, love. There's a list to get by the lamp."

"Sure. What are... " Jack started to ask but Janice had already fallen back to sleep.

[Tivboman]

Off school again, Mark spends the next morning running errands before his father suggests he should take the dog out for a walk. Puzzled, the boy obeys, happy to have another reason to get out of the house.

"Take your time. Just be back for lunch, okay sport?" His father calls out.

Going to the nearby woods, he soon finds himself lost in thought as he strolls along.

He is confused. He thought that he is taking time off school so that he can 'do it' with his mom and get her pregnant. (Again, he feels that strange shiver at the thought.) But how come they are giving him all these things to do to get him out of the house?

Having no idea and not wishing to dwell on the subject, he tries his best to enjoy his walk but time and time again, his mind comes back to the subject.

Eventually, the time reaches 12.30 and slowly he heads for home. Even so, he reaches the front door before 1...

[Maid of Marvels]

Jack had let her sleep, getting the little ones off to school and sending Mark on a series of errands so that she could prepare herself for their first... encounter.

They sat in silence over coffee as time passed until their son's return. Slowly... much too slowly. No words would lessen the trepidation that they were both feeling and would simply sound like just so many trite platitudes -- and so they didn't even try.

Janice knew that she should 'get ready' and finally excused herself, kissing Jack on top of his head and holding him close as if for assurance. His more than hers. She knew what needed doing and was at least resigned if not accepting of that fact.

Once back in her bedroom, Jan showered and put on the gown that had been provided. It was cotton and long-sleeved, despite the summer heat, and would give Mark... access, without being revealing. This wasn't about love-making after all. It was about copulating. Procreating. Doing the deed and getting the desired result as soon as possible.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed brushing her hair when she heard the quiet knock on the bedroom door. She hadn't closed it all the way, thinking that he might not feel so awkward if it were slightly ajar.

"M-m-mom?"

"Come in, Mark" Janice answered, fighting to keep her own voice from cracking as his had. She had lowered the bedcovers earlier, and now she patted the empty spot that belonged to her husband while forcing an encouraging smile to her face.

Jan watched her son approach the bed slowly as she leaned back against the pillows. He was wearing the hospital gown that they had provided him with as well. A sort of johnnycoat, open in the back but tied. It would give freedom of movement without skin-to-skin contact for those couples who were uncomfortable with that, the FAQ had said. Jan almost laughed aloud at the irony -- who in their right minds could possibly be?

She felt him climb onto the bed, not daring to look at his face just yet. "Pull the covers up, lovey" she whispered as she held out her hand and spread her legs for her son to position himself.

[Tivboman]

His father is waiting for him and tells him that his mother is waiting for him upstairs and that he is to shower and change.

Change into what?

He gets his answer when he returns to his bedroom and finds a hospital gown laid out on the bed. Hesitantly, he changes into it. He is standing in the middle of his room looking at himself when there is a knock on the door.

"Mark, it's your dad. Can I come in?"

Mark looks at the door.

"E-erm. Yeah, Dad."

The door opens and his father walks in.

"I see you have found the robe then."

"Y-yeah." He says, unable to look his father in the eye who must have noticed since he asks:

"Hey, sport. Look at me."

Slowly, he obeys.

"Look, Mark. There is nothing to be ashamed of. You are doing nothing wrong." His father smiles at him.

"B-but I am supposed to do..do...do it with Mom. That is not right." The boy can feel his face flushing again.

"I know, sport, and believe me, neither me or your mother want this either but we are doing this for a good cause, for our country."

"But, Dad. This is..."

His father cuts him off.

"I know, Mark." The older man pulls back looks at his son eye to eye. "Look. We have already discussed this. If you really don't want to do this then you don't have to. We will tell the Authorities that your mom and I couldn't go through with it."

"But won't you get into trouble if we don't do it?"

His father smiles.

"To be honest, I don't know. We could be. But we don't want you hurt. You are our boy and we want to protect you." The man comes over and hugs his boy.

"I love you, Dad."

"I love you, Mark."

The boy makes his mind up. "I will do it, Dad."

"You sure?"

"Yeah." He says, standing erect.

"Okay." The father kisses the boy on forehead. "You had better go before all of us change our minds. Your mom is waiting for you in our bedroom."

The boy nods and moves towards the door.

Leaving his room, he slowly makes for his parents' bedroom door. Standing outside, he takes a deep breath and knocks. The door slowly swings open.

"M-m-mom?"

"Come in, Mark" His mother's voice tells him. Stepping in, he sees that she is also wearing some sort of robe and is alreadying lying on the bed, the covers down. Smiling, she pats the spot next to her. Slowly, with her watching him, he goes over and climbs onto the bed.

"Pull the covers up, lovey" Her voice is quieter now and he finds himself swallowing as she slowly parts her legs. Now physically shaking, he fumbles with the duvet before pulling it over them. Not knowing what to do next, he just lays next to her...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice could feel her son trembling as he lay beside her. How incredibly selfish she'd been with her feelings! It just hadn't occurred to her how much this really would affect Mark. Well, she had considered it but not to the same extent as she had thought about herself. She'd been just too busy wallowing in her own self pity.

"It's okay, Mark" she said softly as she turned on her side to caress his face. Jan tried to smile brightly -- she didn't want Mark to think that she was repulsed by him. It had nothing to do with him. It had everything to do with what the governments of the world were requiring them to do.

Janice needed to help Mark get started. The sooner they started, the sooner it would all be over with. She moved her hand from her son's face to his arm and gave him a slight tug. "Over here."

The look on his face almost brought tears to her eyes, but Jan fought to hold them back as she helped her son to position himself between her legs. Finally, he was sort of half laying/half propped over her and she waited. And waited. It took her a few minutes to realize that Mark wasn't moving! In fact, Mark wasn't doing anything at all! Just hovering over her with his eyes closed and shaking.

Jack was supposed to talk to him! He had promised that he would. It was with a sickening feeling that Janice realized that her son didn't know what he was supposed to do at all. She should have taken the time to talk to him herself, but she had thought it would be easier man-to-man.

Okay. What was she supposed to do now? What should she do? Janice thought back to the love-making sessions she'd had with her husband over the years. It always started with touching and kissing -- but this wasn't love-making, was it? This was just plain mating.

Placing her hands on either side of her son's face, she pulled him close and kissed his forehead. "Let me... help you," she whispered as she closed her eyes and reached down between them. Jan struggled not to shudder when her fingertips grazed against Mark's penis. Closing her hand around it, she shifted to make herself more accessible.

Sweet heavens! He wasn't even hard! Now what? God in heavens! Now what???

[Tivboman]

Dazed and confused at what is going on, what he and his mother is trying to do, he obeys her directions. Not even thinking about the fact that he is then between his mother's legs.

It is only when something first touches and then grabs his penis that he suddenly comes back to his senses. Realising what is holding him causes him to jump out of the bed and flee the room. Behind him, he hears his mother call out for him as he scoots off to his room. Once inside, he leans against the bedroom door, his eyes closed, his body shaking as his mind reliving what had just happened.

He can still feel her hand touching him.

The first woman to touch him there!

He gasps as he feels a stabbing sensation in his groin. Looking down, he sees a large bulge growing under his gown. Even as the shame burns fiercely in his cheeks, he feels himself getting ever riper, the gown raising up in front of him.

"Mark? Can I come in?" It is his mother, on the other side of the door...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice slipped on her robe and followed her son to his room. She knocked quietly and called out, unsure what she would say if he let her in, but she knew she had to make everything right again. She wouldn't have her son traumatized by having to do this. She didn't care if it was the law or not -- there had to be exceptions to every case.

"Mark?" She called a second time before opening the door.

His back was to her and she walked up behind him, putting her hand on his shoulder. "Look, Mark. I understand how you feel. It's not unusual under the circumstances for you not to have gotten an erection. It's okay. It happens. I'm not sure I would want to have sex with my parent either -- no matter what the circumstances."

"Sweetie? It's okay. Please talk to me? I will phone the hospital and tell them that we just can't do this. I will tell them that it's my fault. That I can't go through with it. Your father will back me up and we will deal with whatever happens when it happens."

"Mark?"

Janice waited for him to say something. Anything. When he didn't, she took her son by the shoulders and gently turned him around to face her.

[Tivboman]

"Mark?"

He stands rooted on the spot as he hears the door open.

Shite! She is coming in! She will see!

Looking at his now obscene tent, his mind tries desperately to get out of his predicament. He almost jumps out of his skin when he feels a hand on his shoulder.

"Look, Mark. I understand how you feel. It's not unusual under the circumstances for you not to have gotten an erection."

The lad realises that because she is standing right behind him, she cannot see his present 'state'.

Maybe it will go down before she will see it

"It's okay. It happens. I'm not sure I would want to have sex with my parent either -- no matter what the circumstances."

Please go down!

"Sweetie? It's okay. Please talk to me? I will phone the hospital and tell them that we just can't do this. I will tell them that it's my fault. That I can't go through with it. Your father will back me up and we will deal with whatever happens when it happens."

It slowly dawns on him what his mother is saying, the feeling of shame intensifies as he realises that his parents are prepared to get themselves in trouble with the authorities just to protect him and still it won't go down.

"Mark?"

He feels hands grab him and try to turn him round.

Please God! She can't see me like this!

The boy can feel tears in his eyes as he struggles to stay facing away from her while his traiterious erection feels as stiff as he has ever felt it.

"Mark. I am talking to you." With a strength that catches him by surprise, he finds himself being swung round.

"Now, Mark. I...." His mother stops in midsentence as his thick projectile literally slams into her stomach...

[Maid of Marvels]

when she felt Mark's steely erection jut into the softness of her belly, but couldn't bring herself to look. He was aroused but should they use that to their advantage? Not if he objected or had any hesitance about the situation.

"Mark?" She looked questioningly into her son's eyes as she said his name.

He lowered his eyes immediately. His face was flushed with embarrassment -- or was it something other? Janice wanted to put him at ease and to be sure of what Mark was willing to do as well.

Placing her hand under his chin, she lifted it gently. "Are you all right? I mean... Do you want to try again?" Gods, she hoped that he wouldn't agree just to keep peace or to keep her and Jack out of trouble with the government.

"Truth, Mark. It won't do any of us any good if you are not willing."

The boy lowered his eyes again, but not before he nodded. Janice looked around her son's room. There was only a single bed in here and she wondered... No. It was perhaps best for them to go back to her room and the larger bed.

Janice's heart was pounding as she took her son's hand in her own and led him back to where they had begun. When they reached the doorway, she had another thought. Maybe it was the idea of it being his parents' bedroom -- and bed. If things didn't work out this time, they would use the guest room.

"Come," she said gently and moved toward the edge of the double bed.

[Tivboman]

He is in back in his parents' room, the door closed and his alone with his mother.

"Come." She gently orders him as she moves to the other side of the bed gets onto the bed, sliding the covers over her. Turning to him, she lifts up the blanket and tells him to get in.

His hand clasped in front of him to try and shield his condition from her, he shuffles to his side (his father's side) of the bed, turns round as to present his backside to his mother before sitting down and lifting his legs up. A moment later, his mother has brought down the blanket, covering them both.

Slowly, he turns to face as she lays on her side looking at him, waiting to be told what do do next...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice felt a slight twinge of annoyance at her husband as Mark watched her, waiting to be told what to do next. She hadn't expected there to be any glitches involved -- wham bam thank you ma'am. Just wanted to do it, get pregnant and be done with the whole affair. She was quickly beginning to see that it would not be so simple.

"I guess you've never... erm... done it?"

Mark shook his head no and she nodded solemnly in response before continuing. "Well, I can't say I'm an all-out expert, Mark -- but we don't have to worry about the subtleties of it -- that isn't what the government requires of us. We just have to make a baby is all."

Placing her hand on her son's cheek, she looked into his eyes. "I want to be sure that you are going to be okay with this, Mark. Nothing is worth your unhappiness to me. Do you understand? Nothing."

Mark's face reddened and he shifted his eyes away from hers. "I'm... okay."

Jan nodded and steeled herself. "Okay. Now I need you to come up here on top of me." She put her hand on her son's upper arm and gave a gentle tug as she rolled over onto her back.

Mark lifted his body, careful to keep the covers over himself as he awkwardly climbed between his mother's splayed legs. His eyes were closed she noted, and in a way she was glad. Janice didn't think that she wanted to look into his eyes just now.

For the second time that day, Janice shifted beneath Mark and reached between their bodies to grasp her son's penis. A subconscious awareness that his erection was much thicker and longer than Jack's flickered through her mind, but was quickly set aside by the feeling of relief that washed over her with the knowledge that he was erect. This, at least, was a good sign -- but damn those scientists to hell for playing with peoples' lives like this in the name of experimentation. At least she could take comfort in the fact that they were not the only ones.

"Okay, now... " Janice's voice was merely a whisper. She wanted him to understand what she was doing but she had never been so nervous in her entire life. "I'm going to guide your penis to the entrance of my vagina. You have to lift up and move back a bit... "

Mark moved back, but she knew it wasn't enough. He was still too close and too high to penetrate her. "A little lower... " He shifted his body further down.

Still not enough. Janice was getting more and more nervous and she could just imagine how her son was feeling at this point. If nothing else, it was frustrating to say the least. "Just... a... little... more... " she whispered, shifting her body with him this time. At last! "There... "

She felt her son shiver as his erection pressed against her. "It's okay. Now just push yourself forward."

[Tivboman]

I guess you've never... erm... done it?" His mother asks him.

For a moment, the boy wonders if there is something wrong with him since he hasn't. Does his mother think he should have done?

In reply, he shakes his head.

"Well, I can't say I'm an all-out expert, Mark -- but we don't have to worry about the subtleties of it -- that isn't what the government requires of us. We just have to make a baby is all." He feels her hand on his cheek as she looks at him.

"I want to be sure that you are going to be okay with this, Mark. Nothing is worth your unhappiness to me. Do you understand? Nothing."

Marks looks away as he says "I'm... okay."

To be honest, he is not sure how he feels. He should feel angry at them for making him do this. For making his mother do this and he does. But then he remembers her touch and he flushes at the memory.

"Okay. Now I need you to come up here on top of me."

The boy feels his throat go dry. They are actually going to 'do it'.
Closing his eyes, he lets her guide him on top of her, feeling her moving her legs apart to allow him to settle in.

For a moment he pauses as he feels her move underneath him. Then he feels her touch his erection, causing him to almost gasp at the contact.

"Okay, now... " She says quietly. "I'm going to guide your penis to the entrance of my vagina. You have to lift up and move back a bit... "

He moves back.

"A little lower... "

He moves back even further.

"Just... a... little... more... "

He feels her hand push his penis down until he feels something brushing against his tip.

"There..."

He finds himself shivering as he realises that he is pressing against his mother's vagina. That for the first time in his life, his cock is actually touching a woman's cunt.

"It's okay. Now just push yourself forward."

His eyes still firmly clenched shut, he pushes down. Bearing his cock's head against his mother's opening.

But nothing happens.

"Push, baby." She tells him.

He does but still nothing happens...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice was so tense she felt she'd snap. She tried to stay calm for Mark's sake, maneuvering her body repeatedly so that he could enter her. It soon became apparent that no matter what they tried, his penis simply would not penetrate her vagina.

She was overwhelmed with guilt. It was her fault that this was not going easily. Janice knew that she was too uptight and he would never get inside without some sort of lubrication. In fact, there had been something in the FAQ about the possibility of that happening and what to use to remedy it.

Jan could feel her son trembling. She'd kept her eyes closed the entire time thus far, but finally dared to look at her son's face. What she saw wrenched her heart. His eyes were clenched shut as hers had been and a thin sheen of sweat had appeared on his forehead and upper lip.

"It's okay, sweetie... " She whispered gently and caressed her son's face. "I have an idea, but only if you want to go on."

[Tivboman]

"It's okay, sweetie... " He hears her say to him quietly, soothingly. "I have an idea, but only if you want to go on."

For a few moments, the flustered boy does not know what he is supposed to do. Finally realising that he needs to get up off her, he does.

"Over on the bedside cabinet, you will find a tube. Pick it up, honey."

Doing his bed to hide his large projectile from his mother's sight, the boy reaches over and grabs the tube.

"What is it, mom?" He asks as he inspects it.

"It's k-y jelly." She replies, as if that is enough to make him understand. When she sees his blank look, she continues. "You put it...on....your...erm...you... so that will help...it slide..erm...into me."

It takes a few seconds for it to dawn on him what his mother is actually talking about. Embarrassed, he looks away again.

"Go into the bathroom and put it on there."

Nodding, he quickly leaves the room...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice lay back against the pillows, her mind awhirl. Truth, she'd been loath to do what the worlds' governments had asked of her and millions -- no, billions -- of other women and men. She hadn't, however, forseen that it would be this complicated.

She knew (and was grateful) that there wouldn't be the intimacy she had with Jack. That this would just be the mechanics of procreation. No matter how many times they'd tried to explain, Jan still didn't quite understand why artificial insemination wouldn't work. For heaven's sake, all of this could be avoided by something as simple as that she sighed.

"Mom?"

Janice looked up to see her son peeking around the bathroom door. "Have you done?"

"Uh huh," he answered almost reluctantly. "Now what?"

This was exactly what she meant. It just wasn't right -- no matter how she turned this about in her mind. No mother should be talking about or doing this sort of thing with their son. Now what, he'd asked. Well, she could only hope that this time things would go well.

"Well, don't let your gown touch I guess. And come back over to the bed." God she sounded so cold and clinical. Why didn't she just add 'Now insert Tab A into Slot B' as well?

Janice watched as Mark, holding the hospital gown away from his body, walked slowly over to the bed. "Okay, sweetie. Ready?" she asked and shifted her body to get more comfortable. As if! She closed her eyes as, for the third time that day, her son climbed between her legs.

Something she'd read the night before occurred to her as he started to bend forward. "Wait a moment, Mark. I just thought of something."

He watched her steadily as she grabbed a pillow and lifted her body to put it underneath herself. Maybe? At this point, nothing would hurt. "That's better. Are you sure you want to try again?"

Her son nodded and Jan tried to smile encouragingly. "Okay then, let's try this one more time."

Good going, Jan. Nothing like putting pressure on him -- as if he doesn't already have enough, she chastised herself, immediately ashamed. "I'm sorry, baby... It's going to be okay. Ready?"

Not waiting for an answer, Jan reached between them and took her son's semi-hard penis in her hand. She tried to ignore the fact that it began to swell and stiffen at her touch as she guided her son once more to her entrance -- the place where his father's seed had travelled and where he ultimately passed the morning he'd been born.

Don't think of that! Just do it!

Janice tried to empty her mind of any thoughts and relax as she felt the boy move into position. "Help me, Mark. Push." Please let it happen this time. Please.

[Tivboman]

Mark isn't really listening as once again, he is on the bed, moving in between his mother's outstretched legs. This time, he notices that they are not using the blanket to cover themselves. Not that it really matters, their heavy robes cover everything except their face and hands.

Momentarily distracted, he only catches the tail-end of her question. He simply nods.

"Okay then, let's try this one more time."

The boy kneels motionless over her as he feels her pulling his robe up. Not enough for her to see, but enough for her to touch his... To his shame, he feels an intense thrill as he feels her soft hand gently grab him and realises that he is getting hard again.

He feels more movement down between them and he realises that she is pulling up her robe between them, so that they can....

Unable to look at her, he diverts his eyes only to find that himself staring at her chest. Even under the heavy robe, he can make out the shape of her large breasts.

Realising what he is doing, he quickly looks away, praying that his mother hasn't noticed as he concentrates following his mother's gentle maneouvering, feeling his penis hitting something.

"Help me, Mark. Push." He hears her asking.

He tries to push but nothing happens.

"Again, Mark."

He pushes again. He is now aware of something warm and soft pressing against the top of his penis.

"Harder, Mark. Pussshhh!"

He feels his mother pushing back as he tries again. Looking down at her face, he freezes for a moment. He has never seen his mother look like this, her eyes wide open, her cheeks red, her mouth clenched.

"No, Mark. Keeping pushing dammit!" Her sharp tone along with the sudden pressure of hands on his butt forces the boy to move forward in one powerful jab.

Immediately he feels something give as something extremely tight begins to slide over the thick end of his hardon, causing the boy to cry out only to be drowned out by his mother's shriek of "Oh my God!!!!" as he slowly sinks into her...

[Maid of Marvels]

The relief that flooded Jan's mind as her son pressed forward successfully was quickly replaced by a myriad of other emotions and sensations. She was unable to hold back a cry as she felt herself spread and Mark penetrated her. She felt as though she would split in two, the delicate membranes of her vaginal walls stretched almost beyond endurance as his erection sunk deeper and deeper.

Her son's eyes were wide with... what was it? Alarm? Fear? Jan quickly tried to appease him. She must have frightened him when she cried out in pain. Truth, she hadn't considered the size of her son's penis as being the problem. In fact, she didn't really want to think of it even now as he was gently starting to move.

Despite the lubricant he had applied, Jan's vagina hurt. It hurt badly. Please, don't let me rip, she pleaded silently. For the first time in her life she felt afraid while having sex. It had never been this way with Jack. Of course, he wasn't this large.

Stop thinking about it and just get it over with!

"That's right, Mark" she whispered to encourage her son. "Everything is going to be all right now."

His movements were jerky and unpracticed, but that was due to his inexperience. Jan didn't want to think about that either -- only the fact that she wanted him to ejaculate and get it over with. The sooner the better.

As if reading her mind, Mark gave a tentative but powerful thrust which almost made her cry out again. She knew what was going to happen.

And it did.

Mark's body tensed and Janice felt his penis swell before sensing an undulating rhythm radiating along its length. She arched her hips in order to take him fully as he groaned, flooding her canal with staccato bursts of sperm.

Janice said a silent prayer of thanks even as she wondered if it would ever stop. Please let me be pregnant. Please. The sooner that happened, the sooner this would all be at an end. Then just as suddenly as it had begun it was over, with her son collapsing breathlessly on her chest.

[Tivboman]

The sensation of being inside his mother's vagina is too much for the lad.

Feeling the incredible tightness around his huge girth sends him over the top and before he is even halfway in, he starts to cum, his body jerking with the violent force of his orgasm.

"Moommm!" The boy wails as jet after jet of his thick incestuous seed floods his parent's depths.

For long seconds, the boy just cums and cums, until finally the ejections become weaker and weaker until with a sigh, the boy collapses on her, almost crushing her with his large body.

Never has he felt so good...

"Mark? Mark? Are you alright?"

Vaguely, he is aware that someone is calling his name.

"Mark? Please get off, honey. You are crushing me."

Then the reality kicks in and suddenly his bliss is replaced by a mixture of embarrassment and shame. Quickly he jumps off, the sudden movement causes his still hard erection to pull out of her.

"Oohh!" He hears her gasp.

"You okay, mom?" He now remembers her cry when he..erm... first entered her...

[Maid of Marvels]

"I'm... fine" she replied, not wanting to worry her son. Truth was, Janice wasn't sure how she was. They had finally done it, in spite of it being in fits and starts. But this was only the beginning. They had been told to do it twice a day -- at the minimum -- for the next two weeks before returning to the Clinic.

When she had asked Mark to lift off of her, Jan hadn't expected him to still be erect. Perhaps he hadn't ejaculated after all. She thought he had, but she'd been so tense that she really couldn't be certain. Maybe he just didn't finish.

Oh, who are you trying to fool, Janice Fleming. He came. You felt it. Get real for Pete's sake! It was true. She had felt. She could feel it leaking out of herself even now. But he is still hard!

Jan tried to remember if it had ever been that way with her and Jack. Damn her memory! Maybe it had. But that was different. That was making love, nothing like this at all. Nothing!

"Mom?"

Janice looked at her son. Mark had moved off the foot of the bed and had come around beside her. His concern for her was etched on her face and mingled with a look of confusion. The huge tent in the front of his gown was obvious, despite his attempt to hide it from her.

Gods! What was she supposed to do now? Did she just let him go away like that? They said no masturbation for him. Wouldn't he hurt? Would he be able to resist doing that? Why didn't anything seem to go easily for them? She had to think, dammit!

Okay. Here's what I'll do. I'll go get cleaned up and if he's still aroused when I come back... In the meantime she would try to maintain at least a semblance of calm when she spoke.

"Yes, sweetie? Are you okay?"

[Tivboman]

"Yes, sweetie? Are you okay?" His mother asks him as she slowly gets out of bed, her robe still shielding her body from him.

"Er...yes." He says, still dazed about what has just happened.

Stepping past him, his mother exits the room but not before his eyes fall over her large rump as it sways under the confines and suddenly he feels a surge under his own gown.

She is MOM! He admonishes himself, turning his head away in embarrassment.

Now he is alone as well as confused. A part of him can still feel the morbid shame of what he has just done to her. The evidence being the clammy dampness he can feel underneath his robe. But another...

NO! This is all wrong!

He doesn't have to look down to know he is still hard.

He can feel it!

Again, more waves of shame hits him.

What if she sees it? She will think I am some sort of perv...

The door opens and his mother steps in, her eyes immediately falling on the protrusion that is pushing his gown out....

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice had hoped that Mark's erection would diminish while she was in the bathroom. It would certainly have made things easier -- for herself -- and maybe for her son as well. Frankly, she had no idea what he was thinking.

The FAQ had said twice daily minimum. Janice herself knew enough to realize that more often would increase the odds of a pregnancy occurring. Especially now. Then, too, her motherly concern was beginning to creep in.

Of course in a "normal" situation, it would not be her responsibility to see to her son's comfort. But this was far, far from "normal". It was more like a Stanley Kubrick film in the making -- dehumanizing, surreal, bordering on the psychotic and surreal. Just your every day mother/son affair where she will ultimately and hopefully end up pregnant.

Lights! Camera! Action! Janice fought to stifle a burst of maniacal laughter as she moved closer to her son. He'd never understand why she would laugh -- especially now. Bottom line was that the governments of the world directing this show and she and Mark and the others were merely the players. But someone here needed to take charge and make some decisions. She wished to god that it didn't have to be her, but she saw no other way.

There was nothing she could say aloud that wouldn't sound like she was coming on to her son or belittling his condition, so rather than risk it, she merely sat down and got back onto the bed, once more adjusting the pillow beneath herself. His eyes widened and his face grew red at her actions, but she just smiled gently and gestured with her chin for him to join her.

[Tivboman]

For a moment, he just stands there open mouthed as he watches her get on the bed and resume her position.

Nothing is said as he finds himself climbs onto the bed and settles himself between her outstretched legs, still the most part hidden by her gown.

Like before, he feels her fiddle between them and then the feel of her hand on his already rock hard shaft. With her hand, he is once again guided downwards until he feels his tip press into something warm. Knowing what to do, he pushes his hips forward.

This time, it is quicker as he feels something stretch tightly around his engorged head and then he is in, the snug warmth of his mother's sex sliding along his rigid rod filling with a mixture of intense pleasure and shame.

This is all wrong. He shouldn't like this.

Even so, the incredible pleasure of having his penis inside a vagina, even if it is his mother's, is too good to deny.

Now leaning over her, he lowers his forehead onto the pillow next to hers as with one last large thrust, he tries to bury himself completely inside her...

[Maid of Marvels]

There was nothing tender about what was happening. Not that it was rough, but it was impersonal -- mechanical. Janice tried not to think about what they were actually doing as her son climbed between her legs.

In fact, there was a subtle difference to Mark's movements when he leaned forward to position himself. He seemed more determined, if that was the word, and Jan shifted slightly to accommodate her son. To make it easier for him.

She felt his penis, hard against her inner thigh, and reached to guide him. This time, she knew he would better understand what he was meant to do and that relieved her somewhat as she felt the tip of his erection part her labia and begin to enter her vagina.

Unable to stop herself, she cried out as her son gave a powerful lunge and entered her. The thought that they should have used the lubricant crossed her mind but flittered away quickly as she concentrated more on the burning sensation in the thin skin at the base of her vagina.

For the first time, she realized just how large Mark's penis was as he began to bore into her. Her canal was stretched almost to its limits as he grunted quietly and began to move. Yes, she'd felt it before but put it off to lack of lubrication. This time she wasn't so sure -- and the thought fascinated her.

Don't think about it, Jan. Just do it!

[Tivboman]

The sound of his mother's cry causes him to shiver and he finds himself starting to move his hips, bracing himself over her body as he starts to slide his thick shaft in and out of her.

His breath comes in gasps as his mind reels at the sensations of what they are doing. From smelling the fragance of his mother's hair, hearing the bedsprings creaking under them and his mother's rapid breathing, to the feeling of actually being inside her.

Back and forth, back and forth his lower body goes, sending his stout tool firmly if not completely inside his mother's tight grasping channel.

Unlike the first time, the boy just continues on and on, his movements getting stronger as he feels the pleasure slowly building. For the moment at least, his morality is on hold as he enjoys the experience...

[Maid of Marvels]

Mark's thrusts into his mother were stronger now and he seemed more self-assured as his erection glided in and out of her tender sheath. It began to dawn on Janice that her body, whether she liked it or not, must be responding to their coupling -- her body releasing the natural secretions that accompanied vaginal penetration. They weren't using lubricant, but he seemed to be moving in a smoother, more rhythmic pattern.

Afraid that she might begin to lose constraint, Janice began to wander in her mind -- making shopping lists, naming all the states and their capitols, planning the next luncheon for the Gardening Society and dinners for all of next week and the following. Meanwhile, her son continued to move in and out... in and out... Harder. Faster. Deeper. Stretching her. Filling her. No! Don't think about it!

And then he was pausing. Trembling. Groaning gutterally. Sucking in his breath and before releasing a shuddering exhalation. Her son's body trembled and she felt him swelling even further.

At last! Janice combed her fingers through his hair, more to comfort herself than to encourage him.

She felt her son begin to move faster, more erratically as he neared his release. Jan knew he was ready and held her breath. Waiting for the eruption of her son's seed that would hopefully find its way into her uterus and fertilize the waiting egg that would put an end to all of this.

[Tivboman]

Burying himself as much as possible inside the wet sucking sheath, the boy climaxes for the second time in his life inside a woman's body.

"That's it, baby. Let it all go." He hears his mother encourage, feeling her soft hand on his neck as he shakes and trembles. "Let it all out."

For long seconds, he feels the bliss once more. But as it wears off, he suddenly realises what he has done. Remembering how rough he was.

Quickly he scrambles off her, pulling himself out of her with a wet slap.

Standing by the bed, he finds himself looking down in between her outstretched legs, seeing that her gown had ridden up and he could actually see her down there, all red and open, partially covered in a mass of dark hair.

Realising what he is doing, he looks up at her face and sees her looking at him...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice almost felt triumphant when Mark tensed and emptied himself into her with a low moan and a succession of spasmodic jerks -- a mixture of relief that it was over and a sense of something akin to pleasure that she had made him comfortable enough to finish. That's why she was a little more than surprised when her son scrambled off of her.

She looked up at him with concern in her eyes, poised to ask if he was all right when she noticed his eyes glued to a spot between her legs. He's staring at my... . She felt a crimson blush spread over her face as she closed her legs and sat up with a wince.

It wasn't his fault that he was looking. He'd probably never seen a woman's private parts before. At least not in person. He had been a virgin after all. She felt a twinge of regret that it hadn't been more special or meaningful for him than this, but there was nothing she could do about it now. Done was done.

Standing up, Jan walked over to her son and put her arms around him. "You did good, Mark. We both did good. Now go shower and do something nice for yourself. We'll umm... maybe after dinner when the twins are in bed, okay?"

She kissed him on the cheek and watched him leave the room. Later would be easier still... maybe, Janice thought as she walked gingerly to the bathroom to shower. She hadn't realized how sore she was until she actually moved.

[Tivboman]

(OOC: We have reached post 100! :D)

Standing in the bathroom, waiting for the shower to warm up, his mind casts back to what had happened.

He had actually 'done' it with her.

Naked, he looks down at himself, at the still semi-swollen flesh that hangs from his groin. He has never seen it so red, it looks almost sore he thinks to himself as he gently lifts it up. Noticing how sticky it is. He feels a tinge as he realises that the stickiness is from both him and his mom.

He finds himself thinking what he had saw when he got off the bed. Another tinge. Realising that he shouldn't be thinking like that, he tries to shrug it off as he steps into the cubicle.

Even as he lets the jets of the hot water wash over him, he still cannot disspell the funny feeling he is having...

[Maid of Marvels]

Jack was in the living room when his wife finally came downstairs. He'd not gone out as planned just in case Janice had needed him for something.

Needed him for something.

Who was he kidding? It wasn't like she had been upstairs with some stranger or someone who would hurt her. She had been upstairs with their son.

Exactly! Their son!!

Irregardless of the fact that this was being done under duress -- that governments had issued the mandate that put mothers and sons and sisters and brothers worldwide into the same horrible situation -- Jack Fleming realized that he was jealous.

Jealous!

"So, how was it?" How was it? What a fucking lame thing to say! How was it. Might as well have said 'So, did you get off? Did you moan like you do for me? Was it good for you?

"How was it?" Janice stopped in front of her husband, an incredulous look on her face. She didn't know what she had expected him to say... What could he say? But somehow, this just wasn't it.

"I'm sorry, Jan. God damn it! I didn't mean it that way." Jack looked at his wife's face and it tore at his heart.

"I'm going to start dinner. Where are the twins?"

"They are staying overnight at the Kelly's. I thought maybe it would be a little more... relaxing with them over there. Just this once. Jan?"

"I guess I'll just make dinner for the three of us then," she said quietly. Truth was, the twins would have helped to keep her mind off today's events and she more than resented Jack making this decision without her.

Jack followed her into the kitchen cursing himself under his breath. What the hell was he doing? She just went through the ordeal of a lifetime and here I am being a totally insensitive jerkoff.

"Jan," he repeated quietly as he put his arms around his wife. "I love you."

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Happy 100th post. :love:

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice slipped her arms around her husband's waist and nestled her face into shoulder, "I love you, too, Jack. You know I do. It's just that... " How did she say that she was afraid their family would fall apart because of what was going on and that she -- they -- needed to work very hard to keep that from happening. "Our family needs to stick together right now, Jack. Especially now. And that includes the twins."

She looked up into his face. "I won't expose them to anything that would confuse them or hurt them, Jack. Give me that bit of credit at least."

"I know, Jan. I just thought it would make you more comfortable to not have them underfoot today. I'll go fetch them home."

"No. Leave them at Kelly's for today. Bringing them home now at dinner time will upset their routine. Right now they probably think they are having a little adventure away from home. I will phone them to wish them goodnight later on though. We'll all talk to them."

She offered her lips up for a kiss and smiled. "I know! How 'bout if we get take-out and a movie? I could do with a good comedy myself. You?"

"Sounds good to me!" Jack took the proffered kiss and added more. Deeper, more intimate than they'd meant to and Jan could feel her husband's arousal pressing against her. She moaned softly -- not because she, too, was aroused, but because she was suddenly, awkwardly made aware of the tenderness between her legs. She really should check to see if everything was all right "down there".

"Hiya."

They broke their embrace, turning toward their son as he walked into the living room. Janice walked over and toussled his hair. "We're getting take-out and a movie. Sound good?"

"Umm... sure."

"Okay then. All we have to do is decide what we're having. You and dad can pick it up on the way home from the video store." Janice wasn't sure if placing them alone together was such a good idea right now, but this is how they'd always done things and she didn't want to rock the boat any more than they had already done.

[Tivboman]

Mark sits silently in the car as they drive down to the take-away, after they had picked up the video. Neither saying a word.

"How is school?" His father says finally.

"Fine I guess." He replies.

More silence.

"Do you still hang around with that asian kid? Whatsisname?"

"Sanjay." He doesn't like how his father keeps referring to Sanjay as 'that asian kid'. His mother has told him off a few times. "Yeah."

Conversation stops as they pull up to the side of the road. Getting out, they go and retrieve their orders. Mark is having sweet and sour chicken.

Five minutes later, they are home.

"I have heated up the plates." Calls out his mother as she takes them out of the oven and starts to place them on the table.

From their positions, Mark finds himself staring at her ass, noting how it fills out her jeans as she bends over the table.

Suddenly realising what he is looking at, he quickly turns away, praying that neither of his folks have seen him.

"Come on, Mark. Help out will you?" His mother is asking him.

"Yeah!.... Sure!"...

[Maid of Marvels]

Conversation while they ate was sporadic, but Janice was grateful nonetheless. At least they were talking! She smiled fondly while she listened. Jack would be over-the-road most of next week. Mark was going to try out for the football team. The only thing missing was the twins.

She brought them dessert in the living room while they watched the movie -- a campy comedy that had Mark and Jack laughing uproariously. It was easy to slip away while they regained the sense of camaraderie the two had seemed to have lost lately.

Janice was disturbed by how sore she still was. Locking the bedroom door behind herself, she removed her jeans and panties then took down the magnifying mirror that she used to tweeze her eyebrows. Climbing gingerly onto the bed, Jan placed the mirror between her legs and parted her outer lips to take a better look.

To her, never having looked at her own genitals before, everything seemed red and swollen. She felt stretched. The thin membrane at the base of her vagina was especially tender -- almost like when she'd had the episiotomy after birthing Mark.

It was ironic, how he had made her sore then and now again -- in the same place -- but for a completely different reason. To her inexperienced eye, nothing seemed to be amiss, however. It must just be because of... The realization that the tenderness was caused by the prodigious size of her son's erection finally hit home.

Of course she'd sensed it at the time, but hadn't wanted to think about it -- preferring instead to put their initial awkwardness off on their nervousness and his inexperience. Perhaps a nice warm soak would help, Jan thought as she set the mirror aside and got up to draw a bath.

Yes. That would do it, she thought as she glanced at the clock on the nightstand. She figured there was another forty five minutes or so left to the film. And then... Janice sighed as she added bubbles to the running water.

[Tivboman]

For a short time, Mark does not have to think of anything except for the film he is watching. And watch it he does. But all too soon, it is over.

"I like that movie. Leslie Nielson's good." His father comments.

"Yeah." The boy replies.

Silence.

His father turns and looks at him.

"Mark, I know this is difficult for you. It is for all of us."

Mark sits there, looking at his feet, nodding.

"We will work through this and once we have, we can forget all about it."

Mark again nods, hoping they will.

"I also have been thinking." Continues his father. "When this is over, how about the three of us go away for a while? I think we could do with a vacation, what do you think?"

For the first time, the boy looks up and sees the smile on his father's face.

"That would be cool." Unlike most kids his age, Mark enjoyed going away with his folks.

"I am proud of you, sport." He says warmly. "You're doing an extremely difficult thing and your mother and I appreciate it. And if you do have anything you want to talk to us about - about all this, just say. Okay?"

"Yes, dad." The boy smiles.

"Now give your old dad a hug." With a grin, he pulls the boy into his arms and gives him a bear hug.

"I love you, Dad." Mark returns his father's hug.

"I love you, son."

"What's going on here?" A recognisable female voice calls out behind them...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice smiled, thinking that maybe her family would remain intact after all. The bath seemed to have helped, easing some of the discomfort. That, and the sight of her husband and their son laughing together made her feel a little more at ease.

Without a second thought, she flopped down in Jack's lap as she usually did, leaning into him as his arms tightened around her body. "Hey, handsome man" she murmured in his ear. "It doesn't look like your wife's around. How bout you and me... "

Jack gave out a mock groan and rolled his eyes. "What are you like, Janice Fleming? Always trying to entice me like this. How can I resist? You know, Mark" he added with a wink. "This lady in my lap is one helluva sexy... "

Suddenly it was as if she could hear a pin drop in the room. Janice hadn't thought about what she was doing or saying. Obviously Jack hadn't either. It was just something they had always done. Old habits and all that. Janice's heart climbed into her throat as she felt a flush of embarrassment spread across her face.

You could cut the tension in the room with a knife. What the hell had she been thinking? She hadn't been. That was the whole point. With just a few careless words Janice had undone all the good that they'd shared this evening. Now what?

"I think I'm going to take the dog out for a walk," Jack said, nudging her off his lap. "See you in the morning, Champ. You, too, Jan." He kissed her on the cheek and ruffled Mark's hair as he grabbed the lead and attached it to their dog's collar.

Janice and Mark just stood there, silently watching him go. She sighed. Might as well get the rest of this over with. It can't get any worse than it already is, she thought.

"I'm going up, Mark. Come when you're ready." Giving her son a quick hug and a peck on the cheek, Janice went upstairs to her room to wait. One more time, and tomorrow would bring a new day.

[Tivboman]

Mark just sits there, alone in the room now that both parents are gone. He's not sure what had just happened but he knows it's something about him.

"I'm going up, Mark. Come when you're ready."

His mom's last words replay themselves in his head.

Does she wants him to do it again?

Despite it being so wrong, that it already may be causing problems between her and his dad, he can't help but feel a shiver of anticipation run through him as he remembers the other times.

"No, it's mom!" He says to himself half-heartedly, his groin tightening.

But he has to do it.

For some reason, it doesn't seem as bad as it has done.

Taking a deep breath, the boy gets up and goes upstairs, pausing outside his bedroom door as he ponders about double checking with her.

Deciding that he heard right the first time, he goes in and quickly strips down, noticing that his penis is already fully erect. Squirting some cream onto his hand, he gently rubs it into his now throbbing tool, gasping slightly as the cool lubricant comes into contact with his hot flesh, making him harder still.

Putting on his robe, he quickly notices that he is sticking out like a third arm. Embarrassed that his mom may see it, he quickly folds his hands over, causing the bloated shaft to press against his stomach.

With his 'condition' hidden, he nervously approaches his parent's bedroom door...

[Maid of Marvels]

"Come in," Janice said in answer to the gentle knock on the door that could only be her son. She'd put her gown on and had the pillow they'd used earlier ready. Everything was ready. Well, almost.

Janice knew that they would be able to do it this time without a problem. Each attempt thus far had been easier than the last. But this time she was nervous -- nervous in a different kind of way. She was sore and tired. She didn't want to hurt anymore. She only wanted to sleep.

Jan was tempted to tell Mark that they'd skip this session, wait until morning. But she couldn't. They'd agreed. Twice a day -- minimum. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad this time. Maybe it wouldn't hurt.

Janice forced herself to smile at her son. He seemed just as nervous as she was and it tugged at her heartstrings. "C'mon," she said quietly, grabbing for the pillow and slipping it up under her hips. "There. Much better."

She tried to make a joke of it, or at least ease the tension, but she didn't know if it worked. Mark wasn't saying a thing. He wasn't smiling. He was barely breathing it seemed as he pulled back the covers and climbed between her legs.

"Okay," she encouraged him with a soothing tone in her voice. "You remember how we did it last time, right? Just relax, lovey. It will be all right."

Mark's face flushed and he nodded. Taking a deep breath, Janice reached between them to guide his erection.

[Tivboman]

He cannot believe it. He is back in his parents' room, back on the bed with his mother, back in between....

"Okay." His mother tells him. "You remember how we did it last time, right?"

He nods as he listens to the sound of her voice and he remembers how she cried out when they last did this. Despite himself, he feels himself getting even harder even as his face flushes a deep red.

"Just relax, lovey. It will be all right."

Underneath him, he feels something moving, pulling at his robe and then something warm and soft is touching his erection.

Oohhh!

Knowing it is his mother's hand, he pushes his hips forward as he feels her pulling at him. Her other hand gently presses on his bottom, pushing him down.

"That's it." She says encouragingly.

Guided by her hands, he pushes down and forward and gasps aloud as he feels his tip hit something. Underneath him, his mother shifts herself.

"Now push, honey. Push."

Obeying, he humps his hips forward and is immediately rewarded with that tight wet feeling sliding over the head of his cock.

"Ohh!" He groans, his eyes closing as he relishes the contact. With a violent jab, he buries three or four inches of himself inside her.

"Ooooh. Not so hard." His mother cries out and he feels her hand pushing against his stomach as if to stop him entering further. He stops.

"That's it. Now do it more slowly." Looking up at her face, he sees that her face is red, her eyes wide. Gently he moves forward and immediately feels the hot wetness slide further down him.

Inch by inch the boy slides into his mother, causing her channel to expand impossibly around him. Rubbing the ribbed inner walls against his taut hardened flesh as he joins with her.

Despite his feelings, he knows that this is paradise...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice was more sore than she expected she'd be when Mark thrust into her. Unable to stop herself, she cried out for her son to be more gentle. She knew he'd used the lubricant -- she'd felt it when she touched his... But even so.

Jan struggled to relax her body as Mark eased up and then slowly began to enter her again. Realizing being tense wasn't helping matters and was more than likely adding to her discomfort, she closed her eyes and tried to just let it happen.

Concentrating on anything and everything other than what was going on, a low-pitched, quiet mewling breached her thoughts causing her to open her eyes slowly. It took a moment to gather her wits, but no longer than that.

Jan was horrified to realize that with her mind in a different place, her body had stopped resisting and her hips had been meeting his gentle thrusts subconsciously. Sweet heavens! She was aroused! And because of this, her son was gliding in and out of her steadily. Easily. And he was ready to ejaculate.

Resisting the urge to push him off and scramble away, she encouraged him instead -- just wanting it to be over. Needing it to be over. She needed to think. How could this be??

"Cum for mommy," she whispered. "Please... "

[Tivboman]

For a short time, the boy is lost as he moves his hips back and forth as he slowly fucks his mother. His mind completely enthralled by the sensation of his organ sliding in and out of his mother's.

His eyes closed, he tries to fight back the gasps and groans as he feels the wet sheath sliding back and forth on his swollen thickness. In fact, he is so lost, he doesn't even realise that she is gently thrusting back against him.

And then he can feel it, the tingling sensation in his groin which causes his erection to swell up even more. Gasping, he starts to speed up.

"Cum for mommy. Please... "

Her sudden words abruptly returns him to his surroundings and he finds that he is looking directly down at his mother's face, their eyes locking.

"Please..." She says again, almost a plea.

It is too much for him. Unable to stop himself, the boy rams himself as deeply inside her as possible and then he feels something rush up his cock. Then he is crying out, his body convulsing as he feels something hot literally jetting out the end and into his mother.

Once....twice...three times...four.

Each squirt is like the first and causes his body to shudder and for him to cry out...

[Maid of Marvels]

Thrust after pulsating thrust, Mark emptied his seed into his mother before finally collapsing. Janice was barely able to breathe under his crushing weight, yet she held her son, smoothing her hands over his hair until his ragged breathing and rapidly pounding heart returned to their normal rhythms.

Under other circumstances, this would have been a time for lovers to kiss and cuddle and whisper sweet nothings to each other -- but... This was not "other circumstances" and they were not lovers, Janice thought to herself as she waited for Mark's penis to soften and slip out of her vagina the way Jack's always did.

She waited.

And waited...

She tried not to think about the fact that it was her son in her arms, but when he didn't seem to be moving, Janice started to become uncomfortable. Really uncomfortable. Mark didn't seem to be getting much smaller. Was it her imagination or was his penis growing harder again? Jan didn't want to hurt his feelings or make him feel awkward, but she needed him to get up. Now.

"Mark," she whispered. "You have to get up now, sweetie. School tomorrow and you need to shower up. I'll see you in the morning early, okay?"

Janice took a deep breath as her son lifted himself off of her -- reluctantly it seemed. Or was that her imagination as well? "Mark?"

"Yes, mom?"

She held out her arms and pulled him close for a hug. Kissing her son's forehead, Jan couldn't help hoping that this whole experience wouldn't cause him some deep psychological troubles further down the line. She would do whatever needed doing to keep that from happening.

"I love you. You did good."

He didn't answer, his face turning a bright shade of crimson as he nodded and murmured a quick goodnight before leaving his parents' bedroom.

Mark was her firstborn and whether he realized it or not, he would also be the father of the child they had been enjoined to conceive together. What that would do to their family -- and him -- in the long run was yet to be seen, Janice thought as she climbed from the bed and straightened up the bed linens.

Satisfied that the bed looked neat again, Jan stared at it for a long while before realizing that Mark's sperm was dripping out of her, running down her legs to the floor. She hadn't realized there was so much! Cleaning it up, she rushed for the shower wondering if her husband would come to their bed or sleep on the settee or in the guest room. That, too, remained to be seen.

[Tivboman]

Back in his bedroom, the boy stands his bed as he tries not to think what he has just done to his mother in the room next door.

But he can't!

He can feel her soft body under his, her soft words, the strange wet feeling that surrounded his hard-on as he f... did 'it' with her.

He feels a familar tingling sensation in his penis.

For a moment, a forbidden moment, he finds himself back in his parents' bedroom, on top of his mother. The thought causes his still half-hard penis to stiffen. Automatically, his hand starts to reach for under the robe...

No!

Shaking his head, he tries to concentrate on something else. Still feeling clammy, he decides to have a shower like she had told him and so, grabbing his bathrobe, he makes for the door.

And pauses.

The last thing he wants at the moment is to bump into either of his parents and for long moments, he just stands there.

Finally, he turns, pulls off his robe and slides naked into his bed...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice and Mark had settled into a routine of sorts, having what they called their "time together" in the morning as soon as the twins and Jack had left for the day and then again after the twins were settled down for the night. They were all agreed that it would be easier if the little ones weren't exposed to what was going on -- less questions asked and all that.

But tensions were rising in the Fleming household. Relations between Jack and Mark were strained at best -- Mark seeming embarrassed and Jack a little more than resentful, though he struggled not to show it for Janice's sake as much as for their son's.

"Don't forget I'm going over the road on Monday, Jan. I'll be gone for almost a week."

Janice nodded. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you, too, babe. I really don't like the idea of being away just now. Especially now, but there was no talking old man Johnson out if it." he said quietly. "What if you need me?"

"It will be all right, Jack. Besides, you'll only be a phone call away and we'll talk in between like we always have done. And your homecomings have always been the best." Jan gave her husband a naughty wink without thinking.

Ignoring her statement, Jack gave his wife a peck and murmured something about running late. Janice sighed and gave kisses all around and watched him head out the door with Emily and Matt.

They hadn't made love since this Government Repopulation Order Worldwide went into effect. The doctors had said a two week minimum of abstinence and then only with condoms. Frankly, Jack hadn't even tried to cuddle up with her, let alone anything else since it had all begun. Maybe she'd encourage it when he returned, and once she was pregnant they wouldn't have to worry about it any more. They could just go on as they always had. Couldn't they?

"Morning, mom."

Jan turned and smiled at her son as he walked into the kitchen. "Morning, sleepyhead. You slept late. I was just coming up."

Mark nodded, but didn't meet her eyes. The act itself was a little easier now -- for her at least. Jan found -- surprisingly -- that she wasn't quite as tender as she had been in the beginning. They still used the pillow to give him better access and of course they were wearing the gowns that had been provided, but they still had those awkward moments when it seemed they might almost be discussing what they were doing.

"Have you seen Sunil lately?" Jan asked. Sunil hadn't been over since before Project G.R.O.W.. In fact, she hadn't spoken to Devi either. Maybe she'd give her a call this afternoon. Devi and her brother couldn't be having any better a time of it than they were.

"No. Guess he's been busy."

Janice nodded and started to make a remark about how even the best of friendships were strained by all of this, but thought better of it. Mark knew it as well as she did. Instead, not wanting him to see her concern, she smiled her sunniest smile at her son and said, "Just let me finish my coffee and I'll meet you upstairs." She needed a few moments alone to get into her mind set.

[Tivboman]

"Just let me finish my coffee and I'll meet you upstairs." His mother tells him and he quickly excuses himself and goes upstairs. As he enters his bedroom room, he briefly wonders about his friend.

"Knowing him, he will loving it." And he feels his already rock hard cock throb even more at the thought of Sunil's sister, naked. He has always had a thing about her.

He groans to himself as he feels the dull ache in his balls and shaft which he has had since he woke up. Although not erect at the time, he had even started to hump into the mattress until his mother had shouted for him to come down for breakfast. It was because he was only half-hard was he able to hide is "condition" from his parents.

Pulling of his dressing gown, he dons on his gown and gasps as the material comes in contact with his bloated helmet.

"Ohhh!" He groans as he looks down at the huge tent sticking out from his groin. Is he imagining it or does it seem bigger? Filled with a morbid curosity, the teenager slowly drags up the robe from his front until the hugely swollen club stands revelled.

"Fuck!" His eyes widen at the sight of his "condition". It seems more veiny than usual and, although it is his only imagination, the deep purple head looks a lot bigger.

"Jesus." He moans as he imagines this monsterosity going deep inside his mother's sex, her cunt. Normally he feels tremendously guilty at even thinking what he does to his mother and although he can still feel that guilt, but this time, it is swamped by the ever growing need to get in between her legs.

He is so preoccupied in inspecting his "condition", the boy never hears his mother come up and go into her room to get changed, as she normally does before fetching him for a session. Nor does he has a chance to react when he hears the knock on the door and she enters.

"Mark, I am read..." His mother stops as her eyes fall on him...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice felt the flush of embarrassment flood her face and just as quickly drain away replacing her normally wholesome glow with a blanched, colorless pallor. Just when she thought she had her emotions all under control... this. She wanted to rush from her son's room. She wanted to stay and look.

Mark stood in front of her holding up his gown with one hand, his other circling his monstrous erection which was pointing at her like an obscene signpost. His face was red, his eyes were wide and glued to her not unlike the look of a deer when it gets caught in the headlights of a fast approaching automobile on a dark country road. Frozen.

"I didn't mean to... barge in." Why was she feeling so guilty? Janice knew exactly why.

Despite the fact that they had done it -- several times over the past week, in fact -- Janice had not seen Mark's penis as it was always covered by his gown. Yes, she had touched it to guide him inside of her. Yes, she had felt how it had stretched her vagina. She remembered how sore she had been for the first few days. But she had refused to let herself think about it. And now...

Now Mark was standing, for all intents and purposes, on display in front of her. For the first time, she was actually faced with the nonordinariness of their reality. There it was. The thing she hadn't wanted to think about. The thing that kept their encounters from becoming "personal". The thing that she had been guiding between her legs. That he had been putting into her vagina. The thing that deposited the sperm deep in her womb so that they could conceive a child.

Janice wanted to laugh aloud at how ludicrous it was for her to be shocked. Perhaps it was more the fact that she had deluded herself into thinking that this was all just on the government's orders. That there was nothing personal at all about... About what?? Nothing personal about fucking??

She knew that she was being harsh on herself. That it had just been a way of protecting her sensibilities -- and those of her son -- but the fact remained. The reality of it was suddenly, starkly so "in-her-face" that she didn't know what to say or do. Janice was disgustingly fascinated and it made her sick to her stomach. She could only imagine how it made Mark feel.

Well, he was more than obviously "ready". Perhaps they could just get it over with and go on yet again. Yes, that's what she would do.

Fighting back the urge to touch it -- to see just how small her hand looked when her fingers circled his girth to guide him, Janice Fleming reached out and touched the wrist of the hand that was holding up his gown, pulling it free.

"Come," Jan said quietly with a tilt of her chin toward the other bedroom, her fingers slipping down to squeeze her son's hand as she held it and led him across the hall.

[Tivboman]

The boy just stands there, mimicing a deer that has been caught in a car's pair of headlights, as he feels his mother's eyes on him.

Nor does he move until he feels her hand on him, pulling his own hand away and allowing the gown to fall down over his jutting hardness, leaving a large tent affect.

"Come." She tells him as she pulls him by the hand out of his room and into hers. All the way, he is acutely aware of her large breasts as they wobble inside her gown.

Once inside, she lets go of his hand and takes her usual place on the bed underneath the sheets. He just stands there, watching.

"Come." She says again, lifting up the sheet to allow him to get in. With a now practiced ease courtesy of their previous times together, he is soon laying between his mother's legs, their bodies shielded by the bedclothes. Like many times before, he feels her hand on him as she starts to guide him into her.

Hell! I haven't put on any cream!

He tries to say something when he feels some warm and wet nudge the tip of his turgid erection. Then her hand is pushing on his ass and he groans as he feels himself slide into a tight couldron of liquid heat...

[Maid of Marvels]

As Mark moved in and out of her with a now practiced rhythm, something odd about this encounter kept tickling the back of Janice's mind. It was different somehow, and it seemed as though they both sensed it without knowing the what or why of it.

For one thing, Mark didn't have his eyes closed. Nor did she for that matter. And he was staring. Looking deeply into her eyes as if the answer to his unspoken question could be found there. But what was the question?

Jan smiled reassuringly and caressed her son's face to smoothe away the worry lines between his brows. She hoped it wasn't concern about her walking in on him and what she saw. , and realized that it was foolish to be embarrassed. But boys and men were different sometimes. Mark would get past it, of course -- they both would. She just didn't want him to fret overmuch.

Rocking her hips to meet her son's, Janice suddenly realized what was different. She was reacting -- moving with him. He hadn't used the lubricant either! Sweet heavens, what was she doing? Her mind went blank and her body froze, but she didn't have time to really consider the consequences of her thoughts. Mark was ready and she had to let him finish.

"Ohh, mom... "

Mark's voice was low, sounding almost like a plea as he pressed his forehead against hers and paused for what seemed an eternity. Then he was moving again -- harder and faster now. She held her breath as she waited.

Mark shuddered and groaned. She could feel his penis pulsate with each successive thrust. Flooding her with eruption after eruption of his sperm, it gushed deeply into her vagina where it would travel in seach of an egg to fertilize.

"That's it, darling. Eeeeasy does it."

Please let it happen this time, she prayed to herself. Knowing what she now knew, Jan wasn't sure if she would be able to do this for very much longer.

[Tivboman]

Everything happens so fast for the boy, his mind shutting down as the sensations overload. He is hardly aware of anything but the pleasureable feeling of his mother's ..erm.. sex wrapped tightly around his cock, her moving under him.

"Ohh, mom... "

Then he is pressing into her, already swollen cock expanding further deep inside, his breathes coming in deep gasps with each deep penetrative thrust.

"Ohhh."

With a long drawn out groan, he is filling her, his forehead against hers, his hands grasping her shoulders firmly as he strains against her. His body trembling and bucking violently at each discharge of thick, potent semen.

"That's it, darling. Eeeeasy does it." He hears her whisper.

Finally the ejaculations stop but he can still feel the tingle down below, still feel his mother tight around him.

Slowly he lifts up his head and looks down at her, his eyes locking with hers. The sight of her makes his body shudder, his cock throb and suddenly he is filled with the desire to kiss her, to plant his lips over her soft ones. Slowly, he starts to pull back and gasps out aloud as he feels his mother's ribbed insides caress his penis's over-sensitive head, his cock still ever so swollen.

His eyes still locked on hers, he moves in again. Filling her with his abundantly erect flesh, the sound of their wet groins clearing being heard despite the muffling of the sheets.

For a moment he flexes his heavy erection inside her, causing his mother to gasp?, and then he is pulling back, then pushing back in, and then out again, then in.

Within seconds, he is rhythmically thrusting into her, his eyes never leaving hers as the sounds of gasps fill the room...

[Maid of Marvels]

Still gazing deeply into each other's eyes, Janice couldn't turn away, not even to blink. She was almost relieved when Mark finally started to pull out and only vaguely aware that the muscles of her vagina had tightened around his retreating penis as if willing him to stay.

A look of puzzlement crossed her son's face then and he gasped, his backward movement halted as he thrust forward again, burying his suddenly rekindled erection to its hilt. Janice tried to stifle an anguished cry that she had no control over. She shuddered as her entire body reverberated with sensation. Sweet heavens, she was going to cum! She screamed a silent "Noooo!" somewhere deep in her subconscious.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. She was both amazed and horrified at the way her body was reacting to her son's. Her son's! Janice knew this was totally wrong -- but how to stop it? She felt as though she'd been hypnotized, stripped of all conscious will as Mark continued to hold her eyes with his.

Suddenly, he lay still. It was her turn to look askance. Perhaps he would stop now and pull out? She longed to find the will to speak. To say something. To stop this madness that had possessed her. Janice was certain that she'd done something wrong. Something horribly wrong.

But he didn't pull out. Instead, Mark ground himself further into her. Janice felt his tumid erection flex. Felt herself respond. This time it was she that gasped. What was happening? This was unspeakable!

Before she had time to consider the fact that her body was doing the opposite of what her mind was telling it to do, he was moving again. They were moving. Janice's body betrayed her completely as she wrapped her legs around her son's waist and met each rhythmic movement of his body, thrust for thrust.

[Tivboman]

The pleasure washes over his body, overriding all sense and reason as he feels his mother's legs wrap themselves around his waist, pulling their bodies tighter together as they move together.

His eyes locked by her own wide ones, he continues to burrow his thick cock inside her time and time again, forcing her wet sex to expand tightly around him. And with each deep thrust, he is rewarded by a gasp or a groan from his parent, causing him to move a little faster, a little harder.

He doesn't try to ponder what is happening or why. Only that this time is best time of all. Even, in his aroused state he is able to admit this, better than the first time.

In and out!

In and out!

In and out moves his heavy, swollen shaft. Moving in a slick, wet motion as it repeatedly pierces his mother's heated core.

In and out!

In and out!

He looks at her, her face grimacing at each penetration, eyes staring into his as he moves inside her. Never has he seen her looking so....beautiful!

In and out!

In and out!

He can feel her squeezing him down there!

In and out!

In and out!

Feeling the need to move faster, he grasps her by the shoulders, using them as leverage as his hips moves forward a gear. A low groan from his parent is all he needs to continue. Listening to the bedsprings as their creaking joins in the fray.

In and out!

In and out!

His thrusts ever faster, ever harder...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice felt as though she was moving through whipped cream, all conscious thoughts enveloped in a slo-mo fog that kept her from resisting the primal urges that had somehow surfaced. It was wonderful and horrifying. Dirty and sweet. Overwhelming yet forbidden.

No longer able to stifle the wanton cries that escaped her lips, Jan found herself mumbling unintelligible sounds; gutteral, inhuman sounds that revealed primeval urges even she could not deny as she met her son's every thrust. Urgently. Hungrily. Knowing she had passed the point of no return, Janice Fleming gave in to her libido and stepped over the fiery edge into the depths of desire.

Jan drew her breath in sharply, her eyes still locked with Mark's, and tensed in anticipation. There was no denying her release as that wonderful butterfly feeling began to spread over her body, to that needy place between her legs. To her... Say it! You know you want to. Say it! Pussy! There! She'd said it, even if it wasn't aloud -- but the next words were.

"Are you... ready? I'm... I need... " She didn't finish her sentence. There was no need. It was there. She was cumming. Harder than she ever remembered. Janice cried out as her body was overcome by spasms and contractions as her son continued to drive himself in and out of her clenching, grasping pussy.

[Tivboman]

His mother's expression, the sounds from his mother's lips pushes him on, his hips pushing his extended flesh in and out of his mother's molten socket.

"Are you... ready?" She gasps out to him. "I'm... I need... ARRGGGGHH!!!!" and suddenly he feels himself in a vice-like grip as his mother starts to writhe and shake underneath him.

The sudden realisation that she is cumming accompanied with the death grip that her cunt has over his solid shaft is too much for the lad. Crying out himself, he pushes forward as far as he can inside her and holds on for dear life.

His eyes still locked with hers, he feels his balls contract and a burning sensation travelling up the long arm of his erection. Then with a shudder, he watches her eyes open wider as she feels the first of his ejaculations literally coming out in a long forceful jet deep inside her...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice didn't remember Jack ever keeping his eyes open when he came, and she found herself unable to turn away from her son's almost hypnotic gaze as his eyelids flickered for a moment and she felt the first hard jet of his cum erupt inside of her. A deep, gutteral groan escaped his lips and she cried out yet again at the force of his repeated injections. Gods! Had it ever been this way for Jack and her? Somehow, she didn't think so.

It seemed like ages before Mark collapsed against her, his heart pounding against her chest and his breathing coming in short ragged bursts. Janice, the awful realization of what had happened finally sinking in, lay completely still as the tremors of her orgasm began to slowly fade away.

Suddenly she was afraid. Terribly, terribly afraid. All the worries and concerns she'd had about this whole situation were staring her straight in the face. She hadn't wanted Mark to suffer from any of this -- and now? Sweet heavens, she had probably scared him half to death! No wonder he hadn't even blinked.

"Mark?" Her voice was low, timorous.

"Huh."

"I'm... " How did she say it? How did she ask if he was all right? How did she find out if he was utterly and completely disgusted with her? Janice sighed, unable to find the words. " ...Sorry. I'm just... sorry."

[Tivboman]

For long moments, the boy is frozen, his eyes locked with hers as his entrenched tool fires volley after volley for his thick potent lava deep inside her fertile garden.

And then it is over. Suddenly, his strength gone, his body falls on hers and he rewarded with the feeling of her soft breasts pressing into his chest. Unable to think or move, he just lays on top of her gasping, his half-swollen penis still lodged deep inside.

Finally, he feels his mother stir.

"Mark?"

"Huh." He answers, finally having the present of mind and the strength to lift himself up slightly so he can look down at her.

"I'm... ...Sorry. I'm just... sorry."

He can see the distress in her face, the eyes starting to water. Without a thought, he brings his lips on hers and gently kisses her. The mere touch of her lips causes what feels like an electric shock to run through his, causing his whole body to tremble and he draws back. Looking at her intently, he sees his mother staring back at him with wide eyes, her full mouth open. Then his mouth is on hers again, this time ardent, hungry as he slides his lips firmly over hers even as he pushes his groin hard against hers, his cock already starting to swell for a third time in its tight, wet confines...

[Maid of Marvels]

Their coupling this time was different still. Heated. Passionate. Lustful. Imbued with a desperate longing for release that was absent from their other encounters. Mark's lips on hers, his body buried deeply within, it felt as though a dam had burst somewhere and she was swept up and carried away.

Janice's fingernails clawed at her son's back, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as her hips arched upward to meet his thrusts. She wanted him. Wanted his cock. Hotter. Deeper. Harder. She was immersed in a steaming, urgent miasma of desire. Ravenous for fulfillment.

Teetering on the edge of what promised to be another mind-blowing orgasm, Janice surrendered body and soul. "Do it, baby. Cum with me. Give me your baby. I'm... " No longer able to verbalize, she felt the first succulent waves begin to wash over her. Janice Fleming was drowning in carnal bliss.

[Tivboman]

What happens next is a blur. One moment, he is kissing his mother in a way a son should never do. The next, his face is buried in her neck, a hand on a plump breast while ruthlessly thrusting in and out with such vigour that it causes the bed to squeak violently.

Nor is his mother fighting his attention. On the contrary, her legs are wrapped tightly around his back, the grown pulled back to reveal her thick ivory thighs, the bedspread long ago giving up trying to hide their copulating bodies and had fallen away. He can feel her hands working on his back, trying to pierce his robe with her nails.

"Take me...uhhgh!...baby! Fuck me hard!...uughhh...Fuck me deep!" Her words just galvanises him to do just that, throwing his hips into her even harder and faster.

A sexual shiver runs through him as his young mind realises that they are not having sex to just have a baby, but they are actually fucking because they want to...

[Maid of Marvels]

Regardless of the reason, Janice Fleming had cast aside the bindings of reason and propriety, catering instead to her own sybaritic and amoral pleasures. She revelled in the luxurious sensation of her son's cock stretching the walls of her vagina as she in turn clasped him tightly. Urging. Pleading. Ravenous.

Too lost to even recognize the fact she'd never felt this complete, so fulfilled, it didn't occur to her that she might be doing wrong either. For this moment in time, Jan could only think of fucking. Hard, fast, glorious fucking. She murmured her son's name and pulled his face toward her own hungrily. "Kiss me... "

She wanted his lips, his tongue. She wanted it all. In every part of her body.

As Mark leaned forward, she shifted and he seemed instinctively to know what she required, allowing their bodies to roll until he was on his back and she on top. Was it her imagination or was his cock even deeper? She didn't care. She only wanted... Gods! She was cumming again!

As the first waves of her orgasm began to wash through her yet again, Jan guided her son's hands to her hips. Showing him how to lift her body up and down the length of his hardness, she reached behind and loosened the ties of her gown. His eyes widened as her heavy breasts came to view and she smiled wantonly. "Touch them," she groaned. "It's all for you. All for you."

But was it?

[Tivboman]

"Kiss me..." and the boy can only groan as he feels his mother's hot lips pressing fiercely on his own, her tongue already invading his only too willing mouth. At the same time, he feels her grip around his hips tighten, forcing him to stay locked deeply inside her as he finds them rolling onto his back.

"Uuugghh!" He hears her grunt, as she breaks their liplock and sit upright on top of him, flatting her hips on his as he feels every last inch of his stone-hard erection being completely immersed by her hot sex.

Then she is moving again, up and down as she glides his hands to her broad hips.

The boy cannot believe or question what is going on. He just never wants it to stop.

But she is not finished as she moves up and down, looking intently at him (and only squeezing her eyes shut each time she fully takes him). He watches spellbound, unable to move for the moment as he watches his mother reach behind her and starts to fiddle with something... and then his eyes bulge as the gown falls away, revealing the two things he had felt against him each time they have had sex.

A groan slowly escapes through his open lips as he takes in the sight. His first set of naked breasts. So BIG! He had always suspected that his mother is big-chested but he has never imagined this. As if in slow motion, his eyes examine every inch of her exposed flesh.

And her nipples, two thick nubs sticking hard and inviting, each surrounded by a darker skin which span almost the entire front of each breast as if stretched like a rubber balloon.

"Touch them," he hears her husky voice and looks up. The look she is giving him causing his cock to lurch. It's as if she wants to eat him. "It's all for you. All for you."

Then it is as if his young mind cannot take it in any more and suddenly he is literally attacking her tits, his teeth sinking into one breast as he tries to take it into his mouth while he roughly mauls the other.

Above him, his mother groans and whimpers as he feels her pressing down on him, grinding their sexes together as her hands grab the back of his head, forcing him harder into her chest...

[Maid of Marvels]

Jan leaned forward, pulling her son up and closer to her breasts. God, it felt good! She wanted his hand, his mouth, his cock everywhere. She wanted to smell him, touch him, feel him, taste him. She had passed the boundary. Passed the point of no return. And it was bliss!

She cried out when he bit her nipple, making Mark jerk away and looked up at her with an alarmed look. "Oh, no, baby. You didn't hurt me. Please don't stop. It hurts... nice. Very nice."

Needing no further encouragement, her son returned his attentions to his mother's ponderous breasts. Jan knew he would make her cum by doing that alone, but she wanted to please him too. So very much -- and in so many ways.

She continued to ride his thick shaft, up and down its length -- almost lifting herself completely off before plunging downward. Mark, in turn, bucked up to fill her as she enveloped him over and over in her tight, wet sheath.

"Does it feel good, Mark?" Jan murmured, her mouth against the top of his head as he continued to suckle, nibble and bite at her breasts. "Tell me... "

Janice groaned, pressing down hard, her clit rubbing against her son's pubic bone as she gyrated against him. She was going to cum again, but she wanted -- no, needed -- to feel his hot seed shooting into her this time when she did.

Squeezing her vaginal muscles tightly, she clutched at the enormous cock that was stretching her cunt almost beyond its limits. "Tell me, baby. Tell mommy how it feels."

[Tivboman]

"Does it feel good, Mark?" He hears her whisper, her mouth against the top of his head as he continues to suckle, nibble and bite at her breasts. "Tell me... "

But the boy cannot pull himself away to answer, so engrossed is he with her fleshy tits, her hot cunt that is sliding over his thick pillar.

"Tell me, baby. Tell mommy how it feels." She says insistently.

This time, he does respond as he feels something tighten around his throbbing shaft, causing him to break contact with her breasts and gasp out.

"Mmmm. You liked that."

Looking up he sees her looking down at him with a (smug?) grin on her face.

Fuck! She looks so horny!

And suddenly the lust literally explodes in him. With an almost inhuman growl, he rolls the two of them over so that he is on top, causing his mother to giggle before he jams his mouth against hers, his lower body slamming into hers.

Grabbing her shoulders, he starts to give it to her hard and fast. Her cries at each deep penetration muffled within their sealed lips while his tongue seeks out hers.

He can feel her fingers on his back, the nails digging in and trying to pierce his gown.

Again and again he slams into her, pushing every inch of his enraged tool deep inside. Forcing her to stretch to take him like never before. The bedsprings creaking louder than ever as they accompany the heavy slapping and muffled moans.

Deep inside his mother, his cock starts to expand even more as the seeds within his bloated balls prepare for their journey...

[Evggz]

Sunil grunts with the effort, feelling the hot water washing over him as he thrusts urgently against his sister.

"Ughh! Ughh! Ughh!" He hears her grunt in return as each thrust pressed her harder against the side of the shower cubicle, forcing her large brown mellons to spread across the frosted glasses.

"I...ughh...wonder...ughhh...if....Janice...ughhh...and Mark...ughhh...are having such a....Gods you are deep!...good...ughhh....time?" Devi manages to gasp out.

"Dunno." The boy says, starting to feel the efforts of this latest bout of fucking.

He has other things to concentrate on!

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice struggled to get her hands beneath her son's gown, wanting -- no needing -- to feel his skin against hers; his chest against her breasts, feel the taut skin of his back under her fingertips. At last she was able to wedge them under his body. Sensing what his mother wanted, Mark shifted slightly to accommodate her before lowering himself back down.

It was the first time their bodies had fully touched, flesh-to-flesh. The effect on both of them was like that of a fuse being ignited, fueling their passions and carrying them forward in a burst of sensual pyrotechnics that left them both gasping in completion.

"I love you, Mark" Jan whispered to her son, wondering if the explosion of seed in her belly had found its mark, and what that would mean to the two of them in the future.

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice struggled to get her hands beneath her son's gown, wanting -- no needing -- to feel his skin against hers; his chest against her breasts, feel the taut skin of his back under her fingertips. At last she was able to wedge them under his body. Sensing what his mother wanted, Mark shifted slightly to accommodate her before lowering himself back down.

It was the first time their bodies had fully touched, flesh-to-flesh. The effect on both of them was like that of a fuse being ignited, fueling their passions and carrying them forward in a burst of sensual pyrotechnics that left them both gasping in completion.

"I love you, Mark" Jan whispered to her son, wondering if the explosion of seed in her belly had found its mark, and what that would mean to the two of them in the future.

[Tivboman]

Find it difficult to breathe, his body soaking, he collapses on top of her, his chest pressing firmly into her large chest.

"I love you, Mark" He hears his mother gasp.

"I love you!" He replies with such an intensity of feeling.

He has never been like this before. His body is feeling hot and cold at the same time. His...cock, still big, is still inside her. Its insides feeling as if red-hot lava has just been down it. Even his balls ache.

"Mark...?"

Suddenly realising that he could be hurting her, he pulls himself onto his hands and knees and backs away, causing them to separate causing them to gasp.

In this position, he can see his mother's her practically naked body, from her large breasts, the rounded belly, the wet red flesh in between her legs...

[Tivboman]

:jedi:

[Messalina]

Devi clung to her brother's neck, her legs snaked around his body as he lowered himself and plunged into her choot with one powerful thrust. She couldn't help wondering if the others were enjoying themselves as much as she was. Goddess how she loved to fuck.

Raji had taken to watching her with her brother, either jerking off or more often offering his cock to her mouth to suck him off while fingering her clit as Sunil fucked her. She couldn't wait until she was pregnant so that she could fuck them both at the same time. Her two men -- husband and brother -- both as intent on getting her off as she was knowing that she pleased them.

"Aieee! Sunil! I'm so ready, love. Make me cum. Make me cum! Make me... "

She felt his thick cock grow thicker, so ready to fill her with his hot potent seed. Clasping her muscles tightly, she felt her orgasm begin and the high whine of release that announced her brother was ready to do the same.

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice looked up into her son's eyes as he lifted his weight from her body and slipped from the tight sheath between her legs. Not wanting to move, she pulled him back down and they lay together quietly -- for that moment in time they were no longer mother and son but two lovers laying replete in each others arms.

After a while, she shooed him off to dress and shower though she remained in her bed. Jan needed to think about what had happened when they made love this time. That was it, wasn't it? They had made love. When had the coupling changed? When had it gone from "inserting Tab A into Slot B" to lovemaking? What had changed?

Knowing that she had things to do, Janice finally got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower. From the first she had worried about Mark's psychological well-being behind this whole government order, and now she worried that if there was damage, it might be of her own making.

Jan was hard put to lose that afterglow she felt from earlier as she lathered her body and rinsed. She kept imagining Mark's hands and mouth on her breasts. His... She needed to stop this now! She was a married woman. A happily married woman. Married to a wonderful man who fairly worshipped her. Mark was her son, for pity's sake! No matter what the government said they had to do, it wasn't right. It was still immoral and she had done wrong. Nothing should change that in her mind or her heart. He was her son. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Drying off, she dressed quickly and glanced at the bedside clock as she brushed out her hair. Where had the time gone?? It was past noon! Had they really been at it for that many hours? It seemed impossible, yet her body told her otherwise.

Don't think about it, Janice Fleming! she admonished herself. God only knew what Mark was thinking of her right now. His mother the nympho. The slut. It wasn't supposed to be like this. It wasn't!!

Hurrying down the stairs, Jan went into the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee and sat down to make a shopping list. It was her day for groceries and there were a million other things to do and little time to accomplish them before the twins came home and dinner had to be prepared. And then there would be tonight... again.

For once, Janice decided that if Mark wasn't willing on his own that they would forgo the evening "session". She felt she had done enough damage for one day. Perhaps enough for a lifetime. She would deal with the consequences -- whatever they would be. In this, there was no one to blame except herself.

[Tivboman]

While his body stands naked under the shower, his mind is miles away or rather in the recent past. He hardly registers the hot jets of water as they wash over him, all he can think of is what he and his mother had done. It had been so different to their other times.

Is that what sex is really like?

As if trying to answer, he feels himself stirring again. His wilted penis swelling suddenly, expanding back to its bloated state. He can still feel her against him, her cunt over his cock.

And he had seen her tits!

The boy groans as a hand falls down to take his throbbing shaft which he squeezes.

"Oh Mom!" He moans as he hands starts moving up and down his taut rod, his mind reliving every delicious second of his fuck with her.

Faster and faster his hand moves...

[Maid of Marvels]

Her list complete, Jan called out to Mark to let him know she was going for groceries. That, and she wanted to ask him if there was anything in particular he was hungry for. Not hearing an answer, Jan climbed out the stairs and called again.

Seeing the bathroom door closed, she realized he was still in the shower. Well, she'd just open the door and stick her head in. No harm, no foul. She'd been doing that for years.

Turning the knob, Jan heard a soft moan. Sweet heavens! Her son was hurt! Mark was... She literally burst into the room and ran for the shower. Pulling aside the curtain, she called out her son's name.

"Mark! What's wro... "

Mark's eyes opened in shock when he saw his mother's face, but no wider than her own. He was standing under the running water with his enormous cock in his hand, jerking off.

[Tivboman]

Mark stands there in shock, his hand dropping to his side as he watch his mother stare at him and his king-sized erection.

"My God!!! Don't tell me that you are ready to go again? After what we have just done?" She asks, her eyes never leaving his ardent shaft as he feels its pulses get stronger and harder.

"I..am...sorry." He gasps. In his aroused state, he can see her standing in front of him - naked...

[Maid of Marvels]

Mark's hands dropped to his sides when his mother spoke. "Honey... I'm sorry. I didn't mean... " Janice could feel her son staring, but she couldn't take her eyes off his rampant erection and the way it seemed to point straight up at her -- accusing her for being at fault.

Jan's hand moved slowly, timidly with a will of its own, toward his cock. Despite what they had done, this was the first real look she'd gotten of her son's penis, and she was mesmerized. It was so... big. Sooo... She wanted to touch it. Put her lips around it. Taste... She wanted to see it shoot those same ropy strands of cum that filled her when they...

Stop it! It isn't right. It isn't...

Her breath came in short little gasps as she tore her eyes away and looked up at her son. "The doctors said you can't... you know. Do you want me to help?"

Mark only nodded -- his turn to be mesmerized while Janice slipped out of her clothing and into the shower. "There," Janice said softly, moving her body against his as she lifted a leg and propped it against the side of the tub. "Just lean down a bit and... "

[Tivboman]

"Honey... I'm sorry. I didn't mean... " Her voice trails away as she continue to look at him, at his cock.

The way she is looking at him causes his heart to thump harder in his chest, his cock stiffening so that it is actually getting painful.
The rational portion of his mind cannot believe this. This is his mom for God's sake. He shouldn't be showing her his erect...

He groans inwardly as he again remembers what they have been doing not that long ago.

And he wants to do it again!

"The doctors said you can't... you know. Do you want me to help?"

The excitement rushes through him at her words.

Does she want to do 'it' again???

Unable to speak, he nods excitedly. Watching her as she slips out of her clothing. Revealing that body which will make him hard for the rest of his life.

"There," His mother, now in the shower with him, tells him as he feels her soft body, her huge breasts press against him as she lifts up a leg.

"Just lean down a bit and... "

The boy groans as he feels her hand on his stalk, guiding him towards her as she shifts her legs further apart, an arm going around his neck as she uses him for balance.

"Now just move up...ohhh." The combination of hearing his mother's throaty groan and the softness on his tip causes him to gasp.

Gently, slowly, he pushes forward and again, he is rewarded as something hot, wet and tight starts to slide down his aching shaft.

Looking at his mother, he sees that she is staring back at him, a strange look on her face, her lips half open as he feels her snake her other arm around his waist, pulling him against her as they continue to merge...

[Maid of Marvels]

Janice could feel herself stretching almost beyond endurance as her son pushed upward, easing his girth into her tight sheath. Her back against the tile of the shower, she pulled Mark closer, deeper; his eyelids flickering as she felt him sink his full length into her slick channel with one final shove.

"That's it, baby. Yesss... "

Arms and legs twined around Mark's, Jan sought his mouth hungrily with her own, thrusting her tongue between his lips as he had his cock into her pussy. Hot. Wet. Forceful. The water from the shower flowed over them as they found their rhythm, her body bouncing against the wall with his every upward thrust.

She wanted to tell him how good he felt. To tell him that no one had ever made her feel this way before -- not even his father. She wanted... Unable or unwilling to utter those words, Janice groaned, her entire body craving the relief that only he could give.

Breaking their kiss, Mark buried his face in the curve of his mother's neck, sucking at her skin as the slapping sounds of their joining filled the room. He was mewling softly, a sound she'd come to recognize from earlier. She knew he was ready, but this time she wasn't.

"Please... " she pleaded softly while her entire body screamed in anguished longing. "Not... yet."

Too far gone to stop or even understand what his mother was asking, Jan felt her son's body stiffen slightly before spurting gouts of his fertile sperm into the channel that would lead one to its intended destination. After all, that was the entire point of this, wasn't it?

A pang of guilt washed over her as she clenched and loosened her vaginal muscles around her son's pulsing cock. This wasn't supposed to be about pleasure. It was supposed to be about procreating. Preserving the future of humanity. And if that was so, why did she want so desperately to cum?

[Tivboman]

The boy is almost overwhelmed by his mother's assault on him as she jams her mouth on his, raping him with her tongue and touch. All of which only fuels his own raging hormones as he fights back with as much passion.

Finally breaking their kiss, he hungrily attacks her neck as he savours feeling her soft full body against his, her rich full bosom pressing against his hairless chest as their hips lustily smashes together in their drive to mate. The sounds of their copulation and moans filling the bathroom.

But it is all too much for the still inexperienced lad. Already feeling that now familiar sensation building in his loins as the next cum already starts to loom, Mark rams his aching shaft deep into his mother's pliant cunt time and time again.

"Please... " He hears her mother moan. "Not... yet."

But he cannot stop. With one large thrust which buries every centremetre of his shaft inside her, he holds her firmly as he starts to shoot even more of his thick young seed inside his mother, joining the millions of little tadpoles he has deposited earlier.

Groaning, suddenly spent, he sags on top of her. his cock still firmily imbedded.

"I'm...not finished." Gasps his mother and he feels his hair being grabbed as his face is pulled up to meet hers.

"I'm not finished." She almost growls at him, her eyes seems to burn into him before she brings his mouth onto hers. At the same time, he feels her pulling him into her while a hand grabs his ass.

What is she doing?

Their lips break and this time it is the woman who starts hungrily biting into a neck.

"Momm...?" Gasps the exhausted boy, suddenly frightened of the woman he is still connected to.

Behind him, he feels her hand move over his bum, a finger pressing into his skin, her legs squeezing him.

"Mooooohhh!" He cries out, his eyes wide as he feels something push into his anus...


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[Maid of Marvels]

Her lust overriding all reason, Janice felt as though something had snapped deep inside her psyche. Why shouldn't she cum, too? Why did it have to end just because the man got off? A woman had needs as well. She had needs! And she aimed to have them filled.

Heedless of the alarmed tone in her son's voice, she raked his back with her nails, clawing at him like a predator devouring its prey. Every memory of things she'd seen or read but never dared, every wanton thought she'd ever had or dreamed was suddenly unleashed as she sought what she knew was hers for the taking.

Parting Mark's ass cheeks, she pressed her finger against his puckered entrance, inherently knowing the reaction it would have on his cock. Jan wanted him hard again -- for herself this time. Her needs superceding everything else.

"Mooooohhh!"

Janice groaned gutterally in satisfaction as she felt Mark's prick suddenly expand, spreading the walls of her cunt to almost unbearable limits. "Now fuck me!" she demanded. "Fuck me hard!"

[Tivboman]

The boy grabs hold of his mother tightly as he feels her finger spear deepily into him. His tiredness, causing his whole of his lower regions to ache and throb. Suddenly he is hard, achingly hard.

"Now fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

In a mixture of astonishment and fear, the boy looks down at his mother's face and sees her learing back at him, her eyes almost burning in him.

"I said fuck me, dammit!" She growls at him and again the boy cries out as he feels stab of pain in his butt as he realises that his mother is pushing her finger even deeper.

He looks at her again and suddenly the fear is gone. Instead replaced by an anger and a new hunger that surges up and takes away any self control. Filled with a sudden, manic strength, Mark effectless lifts his mother up and pinning her against the shower wall, he starts to fuck into her with sudden violent thrusts.

"Arrrghhh!" He hears her scream at his onslaught but he won't stop, he can't stop.

All his life, Mark has been exceptionally large. Now for the first time, he uses his 6 foot 6in frame to good affect. Holding his mother like a rag doll despite her own size, he shoves his glistening trudgeon into her slopping hole, forcing her to take as much of his enormous manhood as she can possibly can. Her screams are high pitched at first, but slowly they dye down to sobs and moans as he continues only to return to full volume as he quickens up the pace.

The two occupants of the bathroom have no idea of time but what seems after an age of frantic body slapping sex, Mark suddenly pulls out.

"Wha....?" His mother gasps as she looks at him foggily.

His appetite knowing no bounds, Mark roughly drags her out of the cubicle, pushing her front first against the sink as he positions himself behind her.

"M-mark.. N-no more."

But he ignores her pleas. Brutely pulling her legs apart, he looks down at his juice-covered angry club of an erection. Never has he seen it so big.

And his mom is going to take it all!

And with the strength and determination of a sex-crazed teenaged youth, he plows back into her. Making her take every last inch of him.

Her screams fills the house...

[Maid of Marvels]

Suddenly the tables were turned. It was Mark calling the shots, taking control. He dragged her from the shower, bending his mother over the sink to roughly take her from behind. There was no gentleness. No tenderness. He was like a dog in rut and she was his bitch.

The force of her son's thrusts pounded into Jan's body, her ribs banging against the hard porcelain of the free-standing sink as she cried out. She thought her vagina would rip apart from the ferocity of their joining. It burned. It ached. It...

The tone of Janice's cries began to change as her cunt stretched to accommodate her son's enormous prick. It felt bigger, thicker than it had ever felt. Even bigger than the first time she had it in her. She could feel it ramming against her cervix. God! Would it break straight through? Was that even possible?

Janice wanted him to stop. Go on. Stop. Go on. She wanted him to fill her. To pull out. To... She tried to use her arms to cushion her body from the buffetting it was taking. She wanted it harder. Softer. Faster. Slower. Deeper. The pleasure/pain was almost exquisitely unbearable. And she was ready. So, so ready.

A thin shrill wail rose up from somewhere deep inside of her as the first electric tingles of her orgasm began to grow and spread throughout her body. She wanted it to last forever. She wanted it to stop. She needed it to go on. She wanted to prolong the feeling forever. She needed to drown in the bittersweet release.

Unable to take control with her mind what her body refused to deny her, Janice plunged over the edge of desire into the fiery depths of lust and passion as she came in a frenzy of simultaneous explosions.

[Tivboman]

It is as if the boy can last forever as he pounds almost desperately into his mother's body. Forcing to take every thick pulsating inch of his raging erection.

And then it is upon, forcing to him to answer nature's drive to bury himself as far into her as possible with a groan before he feels his cock, now firmly entrenched in her tightly fitting sex, starts to shudder and throb. A moment later, he cries out as he feels what is almost like molten lava shoot up the inside of his engorged organ, literally flowing into his mother's hot belly.

Under him, his mother cries out in response as she presses her rump into his groin, her cunt almost possessively gripping her son's ejaculating manhood. Both bodies as one as they shake and twist in their joint orgasm. Neither willing to losing their grip on the other...

[Maid of Marvels]

Shaking from the strain of holding herself away from the sink, Jan folded her arms under her breasts and collapsed against it. Her pussy was throbbing from the battering it had taken, but that didn't stop it from clenching her son's cock one more time as a tremor from the aftershock of her last orgasm rippled through her.

She was shocked by the ferocity of their fucking and how much she'd enjoyed it. Jesus! What was she turning into here? Janice had never cum this way with Jack. Their lovemaking had always been heated, but never the kind that "made the earth" move. This... This had gone far beyond anything she had ever imagined possible.

"Mark... "

Still buried balls deep in her pussy, Jan could hear her son's breathing begin to slow as his body calmed. She wanted to tell him how wonderful it was. She wanted to apologize. She wanted to fuck him again and again. She wanted to tell him that it was all her fault. That she didn't mean for things to get this complicated, this out of control. She wanted to tell him how much she...

Janice moaned softly as Mark let his cock slowly slip out of her, acutely aware of the void he left when she heard the wet slurp following their separation. She hurt everywhere -- inside and out. The tender skin around the entrance to her vagina burned as though it was on fire. It felt wide open, as if its walls would never return to where they belonged. Deeper, there was a dull throbbing where he had battered her cervix with the head of his cock.

Mark's hands slipped from her waist as he took step back without saying a word. Not knowing what to expect, Jan pushed herself upright and turned around to face her son, his seed dripping down her inner thighs. She had to see his face, look into his eyes. She had to know if they had gone too far. She had to know if...

[Tivboman]

Mark is not sure how long they stay there. His mother leaning against the sink with him leaning against her, his still half-hard cock deepily entrenched inside her.

But then the bliss he is feeling evaporates as the realisation of what he has done hits him. Suddenly feeling numb, he pulls himself away and out of his mother, causing her to moan as his still half-hard erection slides out with a wet slurp.

Stumbling backwards, he waits as he watches his mother slowly turns round to face him. Waiting for her to bawl him out for what he has done, or to tell him to go to his room. But as their eyes meet, she says nothing, the look he gets from her instead suddenly fills him with the urge, the need to take her into his arms and hug her. Never has he seen her looking so lovely, so vulnerable.

"Mom...?" He sobs, completely overwhelmed with strange new feelings...

[Maid of Marvels]

Unable to interpret the look on Mark's face, Janice took a hesitant step forward. Suddenly they were in each other's arms. Her head barely reaching the middle of her son's chest, she kissed him there while he clung to her. "It's okay... It's... "

Trembling, he buried his face in her hair but she couldn't tell if he was crying. God, how she hoped she hadn't made him cry. Pulling away so that she could be certain, what Janice saw wrenched her heart. Tears were streaming down her boy's face. What had she done? Sweet heavens above, what had she done? And would she ever be able to make it right again?

"Oh, my dearest Mark," she began slowly. "I'm so, so sorry. Please forgive me. Please. I didn't mean... " Janice wrapped her arms back around her firstborn, the one who had been commanded by the government to become the father of their child.

What they had done to him was so, so wrong. What she had allowed to be done. How she thought she had felt no longer mattered and Janice didn't care what anyone else said either. She would pay the consequences, no matter what they were. Her son's happiness was all that mattered. It had to stop. It had to stop!

Tilting her head up to tell him what she had decided, she was astounded when he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his own. "Oh... mom."

What should she do? What could she do? Unable to stop herself, Janice Fleming returned her son's kiss.

[Tivboman]

"Oh, my dearest Mark. I'm so, so sorry. Please forgive me. Please. I didn't mean... "

As soon as he feels her naked body press into his, the boy loses control. Seeing her lifting her head up to him, he finds himself suddenly kissing her. His mind, on overload at the new sensations. He knows it is wrong but it feels so good as he feels the textures of her soft body, the taste of her mouth.

And then he feels her responding, her full lips rotating on his, a pair of arms sliding around his neck as he feels her press even harder against him, causing his groin to lurch lustily.

"Mmmmmm." He tries to speak but cannot and all he does is open his mouth to admit a searching tongue.

Gently, lovingly, passionately, the naked mother and son continue to kiss as they stand in the centre of the bathroom...

[Maid of Marvels]

Their kisses, soft and tender, seemed to last an eternity, but time was running short for the twosome and there were things that needed doing. Janice had other responsibilities to tend to -- the twins and her husband, Jack -- not to mention their household.

It took great effort to come back to her reality, but Jan finally and reluctantly, stepped back and away from her son's arms. Looking up at him, she was blown away by the look in his eyes. Was it what she thought or a reflection of what was in her own? Janice didn't know, but she knew they would have to talk. Sit down and really talk. Things had changed between the two of them, whether she liked it or not. Things that could feasibly change the rest of their lives.

"Mark, I know you want... " Jan looked down at his swollen appendage. "So do I, sweetie. So very much. But I have things to do to make our time together go more smoothly. Groceries are a high priority right now. Tell you what. Shower up quick while I go do the same and I'll meet you downstairs in fifteen minutes. You can go with me -- it'll give us some regular time together and maybe take our minds off "other things", too."

She kissed him softly before gathering up her clothing and heading for her own bedroom and bath. Jan had never expected things to go this way -- not in a million years. She was still uncertain how to deal with the repercussions that were certain to come, but deal with it she must. They must. They all must. How in the world was she going to explain any of this to Jack?

[Tivboman]

Mark watches his mother go, her wide hips swaying seductively as she leaves the room.

His mind is a conflict of emotions. On the way he had just had sex with her, the way she kissed him afterwards and most of all, the way she looked at him. As if she was staring into his very soul.

He then remembers that she wants him downstairs. Feeling sticky, the boy has another quick shower. By the time he heads towards his own bedroom with only a towel covering his groin, his substantial hard-on has dwindled.

Five minutes later, he arrives downstairs dressed in jeans and a t-shirt to find her sitting in the kitchen, reading the paper while drinking some tea...

[Maid of Marvels]

Jan had never been one to keep her feelings or thoughts from her husband, Jack, but she also wasn't sure if he would care to hear or know what was going on in her mind and with her body lately. Oddly, she was feeling a bit as though it wasn't any of his business. The fact remained, however, that she needed to talk. To Mark, certainly. Eventually. But also to someone who might possibly understand.

In light of what had been evolving between herself and her son, Janice wondered how others were faring -- if any of the other women involved in this bid to repopulate the world had found themselves reacting the way she had. None of her immediate friends had been placed in this predicament. Well, only one -- Devi Patel. And her younger brother, Sunil.

Jan had decided to phone her friend and arrange to meet for a long heart-to-heart. If there was anyone she could trust with a conversation like she needed to have, it was Devi. She was always open and honest, maybe a little too open and honest sometimes, but that was Devi, and one of the things that so endeared her to the younger woman. Not to mention that Devi's attitude made it easier for others to open up as well.

Just as Devi was Janice's best friend, her brother was Mark's. As far as she knew, the boys had not seen each other since any of this started. They had never been apart more than a day or so throughout their lives. Maybe it would be good for them to talk to each other as well.

Jan looked up as Mark walked into the kitchen. "I still have to go shopping, but I've thought about a few things while I was waiting for you to come down. When was the last time you saw Sunil? I know I asked you that the other day, but don't you miss seeing your friend?"

"He's been busy, mom. I haven't been to school at all since... "

"That's another thing. Tomorrow you go back to school. No ifs, ands or buts. But today... I'm not going to drag you shopping with me. You never did like it in the first place. Instead, I suggest you pick up the phone and go visit your friend. Me, I'm going to see Devi tomorrow afternoon. We both need to try to get back into our regular routines. Agreed?"

[Tivboman]

"We both need to try to get back into our regular routines. Agreed?"

"Okay, mom." Mark nods. He isn't going to argue, not even over school even if he isn't a great fan of it.

"Good." She says getting up from the table to go to the sink where she rinses out the cup.

"Okay, I'd better get going if I want to catch that special offer at Walmart."

He suddenly finds his heart starting to hammer inside his chest as he sees his mother approach him. At the last minute, she stops.

"Erm...I'll catch you later." She smiles at him. "Remember to phone Sunil." She shouts over her shoulder as she heads out.

Alone, Mark stands for an indeterminate amount of time before his eyes fall on the phone.

"I'd better phone him." He sighs to himself as he goes over and takes the phone of its cradle.

Punching in the number, he waits patiently as he listens to the clicks it dials. After a few short rings, the phone is picked up.

"Hello!" It is Aunt Devi.

"Hello, Aunt Devi." He says.

"Mark! How are you, sweetheart. And how's your mother?"

"Erm...She's okay thanks. Is Sunil in?" He says abruptly, not really wanting to talk about his mom.

"Sure, honey. He's right here." There is a sound of fumbling and then he hears Sunil's voice. "Hello, man. How's things?"

"Okay." Mark answers. "I wonder if you fancy going out tonight. Hit that new place at the Mall you have been on about?"

"Ahhh! Shitttt!" He hears Sunil gasps out. What's going on over there? "S-sure. But not tonight. Kinda - Jeezus, Devi...busy tonight, you know what I mean?"

Mark feels his heart starting to pump faster as he realises that Devi is doing something to Sunil, while he is on the phone.

"A-am free tomorrow. Oohhh Jeez..." There is more fumbling and he hears Aunt Devi's voice again. "I'm sorry, Mark but Sunil's kind of busy at the moment. Ohhhh. H-he says that he will be able to see you tomorrow. He's going back to school a-nnyhooooo....Oh God, Sunil. C'mere..."

And the phone goes dead.

It takes the boy long minutes to hang up the phone, his mind going over the realisation what Sunil and Devi were doing while on the phone to him...

[Maid of Marvels]

Shopping finished, Janice returned home to put the groceries away and start dinner while the twins did their homework. Despite the injunction by the government that she and others had been mandated to obey, Jan had decided to forgo her "session" with Mark this evening. She and Jack had barely had a moment alone since this whole thing had come down on them and she had a lot of things to work out -- and if that wasn't the understatement of the millenium, she didn't know what was.

Jack reminded her over coffee later that evening that he would be over the road for a couple of days, something she had put completely out of her mind. It wouldn't be fair of her to ask him to try to take a short haul, but she considered it more than once as the evening progressed. Jan just didn't trust her instincts right now. Maybe a talk with Devi would put her fears at rest. Yes, that's what she would do. Tomorrow. Definitely.

That decided, she put the twins to bed and hoped to find the words she needed to tell Jack how she felt. Talk to him about the strange feelings she was having. How she thought she had finally lost her mind and her about her fear that she was doing more harm to Mark than good. Walking into the living room, Janice called her husband's name, only to have him snore in reply. Maybe it was for the best. He didn't need to be worrying about this when he should be concentrating on his driving.

"So much for plans," Janice whispered as she kissed her husband's balding pate and gently slipped the newspaper he was still holding out of his hands. She'd been trying desperately to put the sexual aspect of her sessions with Mark out of her mind, had truly hoped that Jack would give her that respite she needed just now.

Mark had hovered about uncertainly for a while, but she had finally sent him up to his own bed with a gentle kiss and a "Go rest... School in the morning." Truth be told, Jan planned to skip the morning session as well -- at least until she had a talk with her friend.

[Messalina]

"Are you sure you want to go to work, Raji? You look exhausted," Devi purred into her husband's ear as she pressed her body against him seductively.

"Yes, Devi. I am quite sure. And no... Don't start grabbing at me," he chuckled as he pried her greedy fingers from his weary lund. "Air kisses. See you after work. Maybe you can find time to do some laundry with Sunil in school today and you left on your own."

"Pah. I'm doing this for us. For our country. For... "

"For your cunt-ree," Raji said and made a quick grab at his insatiable wife before hurrying out the door. "See you around seven."

Devi closed the door and leaned against it figuring out how many hours it would be til Sunil came home. She giggled. Yes, she was bad, but it was so, so good. Well at least she'd have Jan's company to help pass the time. Besides, she was dying to hear the details, the memory of the size of Mark's cock suddenly making her soaking wet.

"Why isn't there ever anyone around when I need... " The sound of the telephone stopped her in mid-whine. How ever was she going to make it through the day?

[Maid of Marvels]

Breakfast dishes done and everyone off to either school or work, Janice dressed and let herself out of the house and walked the two blocks to her friend's. She really wasn't sure where she would begin to explain to Devi, but she was this was something she needed to do -- even if it was just to say out loud the things she had been trying to avoid.

"Knock, knock!" Jan called out as she opened the door. "I'm here, Devi. I hope the coffee's on."

"It is. Be right down!" Devi called from upstairs. "Pour us a cup, will you?"

Janice walked into the kitchen and took two mugs from the cupboard, pouring them brimful and setting them on the table. She looked around while she waited, this room as well as the living room had an unkempt look about it. This was so not Devi, Jan thought, wondering if she was having as much of a problem as she herself, but that thought was quickly dispelled by the younger woman's ebullient entrance.

"There you are!" Devi sashayed into the room, her dark hair shining, though still damp from her recent shower, and her café au lait colored skin appearing to glow as if the sparkle in her eyes reflected off it. "It's so good to see you! It seems like ages! Now tell me what this is all about? You sounded fairly upset yesterday."

Jan returned the generous hug and the two women sat down on opposite sides of the table. Taking a sip of her coffee, Jan looked at Devi and smiled. She just seemed to be overflowing.

"So tell me... How are things going with you? You know... " Janice asked tentatively.

Devi sat up and leaned her elbows on the table as she began to talk. "At first I thought Raji was going to be jealous, you know? You know how he is." She grinned and winked conspiratorially while Jan merely nodded, her hopes of getting anything remotely helpful from her friend fading quickly.

"Janice. The sex has been fantastic! I never imagined having two men at once. Just thinking about it has got me all randy again." Devi's wiggle emphasized her enthusiasm. "Has Jack joined you and Mark yet?"

"Umm... " She didn't know what to say or how to respond. Jan had truly hoped to find someone to commiserate with, but it seemed that was not going to be the case.

Devi blinked and had the sensibility to blush, realizing her gaffe. "Oh, Jan. I am sorry. It's not that way for you, is it? Tell me. Let me help."

Unsure where to begin, Jan explained how it had started badly but how her reaction to the whole ordeal had changed. She told Devi how she worried about Mark's mental well-being as well as her own. How she thought she had totally lost it and how their relations had changed to something... more.

"Janice," the young Indian woman began. "I know you aren't like me, but I know you like sex." She giggled. "Is it that hard to just enjoy it? Sunil is... yummy doesn't describe it."

"Devi... "

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. How does Jack feel about this? How does Mark??"

Jan looked up at Devi. "Jack doesn't know what's been going on really. Mark? I haven't the faintest idea. He probably thinks I am some sort of degenerate."

"You're not a newlywed, Janice. Can't you tell whether he likes it or not? Sunil is like a wild man. He can't get enough now he has had his first taste." Devi put her hand on Jan's arm and sighed. Despite how she herself felt, she knew that this was beyond disturbing to her friend, and that bothered her. "Look, Jan. You are going to have to talk to Jack and somehow talk to Mark. If you are this disturbed, then that is the only thing to do. What if you took Mark and went up to the cabin for a couple of days? Maybe being alone without anyone else around will help the two of you work things out."

"Maybe. Maybe... " She wasn't sure, but Devi had definitely planted a seed of thought in her mind. If she wasn't pregnant when she went for her check-up that's what she would do. Yes. It couldn't damage things any more than they already were.

[Tivboman]

"Mark? Mark! Are you listening to a word I am say?"

Looking up, Mark sees Mrs Smyter standing directly in front of him. He had been lost in thought again.

"Sorry, ma'am." He says politely, his face blushing. Mrs Smyter gives him a sympathetic smile.

"I know my lessons can be a little boring, dear but please try and pay attention."

"Yes, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am."

Try as he might, he finds he cannot get his mother out of his head. He still cannot believe what they have been doing or the strange feelings he gets when he thinks of her. And looking at the girls do not help. A smile or a certain look immediately reminds him of his mother. Even the look of Mrs Smyter's face.

Making a concentrated effort, Mark manages to get through the rest of the morning without further mishap. Finally it's lunchtime and he goes in search for his friend, Sunil.

"Have you seen Sunil anywhere?" He asks a boy.

"Nah. "

"I have." Answers another. "I saw him with Sharon McDouglas a few minutes ago. 'Round by the science block."

"Thanks." And Mark heads off. He had only seen his friend once that day and he wanted to talk about what they have been doing. He wonders how Sunil is coping with it.

On reaching the science block though, Mark finds that Sunil isn't there. Venturing further, he decides to go round behind it.

*Giggle* "Sunil. What's got into you?"

Mark stops and listens to the voices coming round the corner.

"It's okay, Sharon. I just wanted up to spend some time together."

Sunil's voice!

"Ohhh. It's how you want to spend time with me. Oh God!"

Unable to resist, Mark pokes his head around the corner and sees Sunil and Sharon in a passionate kiss. Surprised, he pulls back.

He can't believe it! Sunil and Sharon McDouglas? She has always told him to rack off before.

"Ohhhh, Sunil You are so hard. But we shouldn't be doing this here. What if someone sees?"

"Shhh! Just go with the flow."

The realisation at what they could be doing makes his own cock throb and with his defences weakened, imagines of his naked mother flood his mind.

Suddenly wishing to be alone, he heads out of school...

[Maid of Marvels]

The next few days passed in a flurry. Jack was out of town and Janice was basically on her own for the first time since this whole thing had started. She and Mark had resumed their sessions, but not twice daily and they were subdued -- merely serving their original purpose. Unpassionate procreation.

This was how it was meant to be, she reminded herself. Just an act. Nothing personal. Even so, there was an intangible sense of loss that she just couldn't get a grip on. That and an elusive desire for something more.

Janice busied herself during the day and spent extra time with the little ones in the hope that at last things were finally levelling off to a place a little more normal than they had been for the last little while. She had phoned Devi a couple of times only to get the answer machine. Somehow that made her feel even sadder and increased the mysterious longing that kept nagging at her.

She'd hoped beyond hope that she would have a positive test result when she went for her check up, but that was not to be either. It certainly didn't help her growing downward spiral into depression. Jan knew she was going to have to take her friend's advice and finally sit down with Mark and talk heart-to-heart. Jack would be home tomorrow and she'd discuss it with him then, at the same time loathing the thought of having to tell him that she wasn't pregnant yet.

[Messalina]

Devi squealed with delight as her husband buried his head between her legs. Sunil was finishing up a report for school, so Raji was taking advantage of some alone time with his wife. Not that he minded. He loved watching his wife and brother-in-law getting it on. Sometimes she sucked him off at the same time, sometimes he fucked her up the ass while her brother shot his load into her choot. Who would have ever thought?

"Lick me, Raji. Put your fingers in me!"

Raji looked across his wife's belly, past her mountainous breasts, and into her lustfilled eyes. "Maybe something else," he growled as he raised his body and guided his engorged cock toward her slick entrance. Now that Devi was pregnant there were no prohibitions against their having proper sex, though truth be told, he quite liked their previous arrangements.

"Ooh, Raji! Yess!!" She screamed out as he pulled her legs over his shoulders and rammed into her. Devi had always had a high sex drive, but lately... In a way she felt sorry for Janice, but she guessed maybe she was just lucky to have two men to please her in every way imaginable.

Slipping her hand down her belly, Devi began to rub her clit as both she and her husband watched his glistening cock piston in and out of her cunt. She hoped Sunil would hurry, she needed something in her mouth.

[Tivboman]

It is almost midnight before Jack enters the front door of his home.

Home! He thinks to himself as he hooks up his coat. It doesn't seem much like that, lately.

In fact, he could have been home hours earlier but he had taken the 'scenic' route, stopping at a bar on the way. But even that does not delay him indefinitely and now, standing in the hallway, he looks up towards the bedroom and briefly wonders if the two of them are together right at this very moment. He quickly dismisses it as he knows that tomorrow is a school day and Janice wouldn't want him to stay up late. Still, the fact that he has been in their bed with her causes his stomach to churn.

He had tried to fight it, to tell himself that they are doing it because they have been told to, that it is for the good of their country. But he has noticed how Mark has changed. Before all this, the two of them have been close - buddies. Now, it is as if the boy resents him. And his wife is no different. She has been so distant. It is as if he is no longer part of the family.

Immediately, he tries to dismiss the notion. Telling himself not to be so daft and that Janice still loves him, that everything will be okay after this is all over.

However, the doubt remains.

Moving as quietly as he can, he heads for the stairs. Only to stop as he notices a light in the living room.

Janice must have forgotten to turn it off.

Entering the room, he finds his wife sitting in his favourite armchair as she looks at the burning open fire.

"I see you finally decided to come home." She says to him without looking up.

It is then he notices the way she is dressed and that on the coffee table is a bottle of wine in a small bucket. Next to it, two wine glasses - one empty...

[Maid of Marvels]

Jan sighed but didn't look away from the fire when Jack walked into the living room. The little ones had been in bed for hours, and Mark had gone upstairs early to catch up on homework that he'd missed. Wanting to set a comfortable mood for when her husband came in, she'd lit a fire and poured them each a glass of wine in preparation. That was almost four hours ago, and the log had just about burned itself out.

Worried about how late Jack was, she had phoned dispatch around ten o'clock only to be told that he had been in and out since around six that afternoon. So she waited some more and finally drank her glass of wine alone. The second and the third as well.

"I see you finally decided to come home."

"I stopped off... " he began.

"Somewhere without that new-fangled modern convenience of the telephone. I suppose your cel wasn't working either. Look what's happening to us, Jack. To our family. Do you even care?"

Jan sensed rather than saw her husband sink down onto the sofa. Angry now that the fleeting sensation of relief of his being safe had passed, she refused to look at him. "I had thought we could talk tonight. Like we always do after you go over the road. You obviously had other ideas."

Janice clenched her fists, but still refused to turn to look at him. "I'm not pregnant, Jack. The doctors say I -- Mark and I -- need to get away and relax. I wanted to talk about that. That, and other things. But now I'm tired. Bone tired and I'm sad. I'm going to take Mark up to the cabin for a week. Maybe two. Pat Kelly said she'll watch the little ones while I'm away. You? You can do whatever it is you find more important to do than to be with your wife and family."

Untucking her legs from beneath herself, she stood up and looked at him for the first time. "Now I'm going to bed. You can do whatever pleases you. Good night."

[Tivboman]

Mark sits in uncomfortable silence as they drive to Devi's cabin, high in the mountains.

He had been surprised when his mother told him that morning that he wasn't going to school and that she had told them that he had to go to 'visit a sick relative'. With his brother and sister staying at Sunil's, he had helped his mother pack the jeep and they soon got under way.

Apart from telling him where they are going, Mark soon realises that she doesn't want to talk and so sits, not saying a word. In fact, except for the odd word and when they stopped for gas, they don't say anything until they reach the cabin.

With only two small suitcases, it doesn't take them long to get unpacked and are soon eating a light meal in the kitchen.

"Go have a shower and get ready, dear." His mother finally tells him as she clears the table.

"Sorry, Mom?" Mark asks, not having a clue on what she is on about.

"I said go and have a shower and put on your robe." She says impatiently. "And remember to clean your teeth."

Shocked by her outburst, the boy quickly leaves the kitchen to do precisely what she says...

[Maid of Marvels]

Watching Mark go off to do as she said, Janice longed to call back her words -- or at least the harsh tone of her voice. It wasn't her son making her feel this way, it was the whole situation. Relax, they had said. She needed to relax. That's what they were doing up here in the middle of nowhere, wasn't it? Janice sighed. "And a mighty poor job you're doing of it," she chastised herself.

"Excuse me?"

Janice jumped, startled by the sound of Mark's voice behind her as she finished drying the dishes they had used. Embarrassed by her silly reaction, she turned around and began to chuckle. "Sorry, lovey. I didn't mean to bark at you that way before. And just now... Well, I was telling myself off for doing it."

"S'okay," he answered, though she could plainly see that he was more than a little confused. She hadn't explained anything to Mark -- not where they were going or what they were going to do once they got there. She hadn't even told him that her pregnancy test was negative. Janice owed him all of that and more.

"I found some microwave popcorn in the cupboard. Why don't you make some and we'll relax a bit after I take my turn in the shower. Okay?" The look on Mark's face told her it was all clear as mud and it wrenched her heart. Not knowing what else to do, Jan gave him a quick hug and a promise to make more sense after she'd washed up.

Not wasting any time, Janice was showered and back in what passed for a living room in the cabin within fifteen minutes. Grateful that Mark had started a fire in the fireplace to take the chill off, she smiled and thanked him. She'd forgotten how cool evenings in the mountains could get no matter how high the temperatures rose during the day.

"That was quick," he said. "Do you still want popcorn? I was so busy making the fire that I didn't... "

"Not really. Unless you want?" Jan answered, walking over to the overstuffed settee and patting the cushion beside herself. Clearly more confused than before, Mark simply shook his head no and sat down beside his mother.

"These past few weeks have been difficult for you, I know. No, wait. Let me finish," she interjected when he started to protest. "We -- you -- erm... both of us were thrown into a situation that was inescapable. First times aren't supposed to be the way they were for you."

She almost burst out laughing at that, and would have if it wasn't so tragically sad. Talk about understatements!

"I went back to the clinic yesterday. My test was negative. No, no. It's okay," she said as her son placed his hand gently on her arm. Jan moved it slightly and took his hand in her own, twining her fingers through Mark's and giving him a squeeze.

"The doctor said it was most likely because I -- we -- weren't relaxing. I know. I know. You're probably thinking that's a joke," she continued, still without letting him comment. "I suppose there's a lot of truth in that. Neither of us have been exactly calm about this whole thing."

Holding his gaze with her own, Janice's voice took on a quieter, gentler tone. "That's why we're here, just you and I. We never talk anymore like we used to. We don't do anything together except... Well, you know." She smiled sheepishly, more than a little embarrassed. "I'd like us to recapture some of what we used to have, Mark. Just be us again. Talk about what we're thinking and feeling. No worries, no cares. No schedules. Just us two... For as long as we want. For as long as you want."

Janice's voice trailed off as she lifted her free hand to her son's face, caressing his cheek. "Please?" she asked, wanting to give him back some of the decision-making she and the government had taken away from him and hoping that his answer would be yes.

[Tivboman]

On the sofa, he listens as his mother speaks. Acutely aware that they are both wearing only bathrobes. He can smell the shower gel she has used.

"That's why we're here, just you and I. We never talk anymore like we used to. We don't do anything together except... Well, you know." She smiles and he has never seen her look so lovely. "I'd like us to recapture some of what we used to have, Mark. Just be us again. Talk about what we're thinking and feeling. No worries, no cares. No schedules. Just us two... For as long as we want. For as long as you want."

In his mind, her words take on a second meaning.

Is she saying what I think she is saying?

A wave of excitement grips him as he remembers the two of them in bed back at their home. Immediately he feels shame. Remembering how he took advantage of her.

No! That was a mistake. She loves Dad. I love Dad!

But even as he tries to fight his urges, his new feelings; the boy feels a tingling sensation erupts over his cheek and lips as she touches his face.

Oh God!

"Please?" She whispers. Their faces so close as they stare into each other's eyes. "I do love you. You know that, right?"

"I love you too, mom." He whispers back. Their faces drawing together, their wet lips coming closer and closer.

No!

He knows it is wrong, twisting his mother's love for him. But he cannot stop, suddenly so desperate to kissing those lovely lips of hers...

[Maid of Marvels]

"I didn't mean for... " Jan had already decided that they would not have their "session" this evening, that they would just relax. She hoped that Mark didn't feel obligated to do anything -- she wanted their next time to be very different from all that had come before. She wanted Mark to want to be with her, not just because they had to, but because he was at last as comfortable with it all as he could be.

Janice's words of half-hearted protest were lost against the soft caress of Mark's lips on her own, her hands gliding slowly upward along his chest until they finally reached his shoulders and then the nape of his neck. She knew she shouldn't take advantage of her son this way -- and she wouldn't. There was no harm in kissing, was there? Even if it wasn't the mother-son kind.

He was so gentle. So loving. So... innocent. Leaning forward, she melted into his arms. Or had he melted into hers? Either way, it didn't really matter just now.

[Tivboman]

The tingling intensifies as his lips comes in contact with hers and she doesn't even try to stop him!! Instead, he feels her pull him to her, her hand on his chest before being replaced by her soft breasts as their bodies come together.

Oh God!

He knows it is wrong, that he must stop. But instead, he kisses harder. His arms encircling her as he pulls her closer, his mouth opening as he tentitively pushes his tongue forward, only to sink into his mother's mouth.

His penis now a throbbing erection, pinned against their pressed bodies as they continue to kiss loudly, filling the otherwise silent room.

Oh Mom!

He can feel himself being washed away as he feels her soft lips kissing his, her wet tongue playing with his, the smell of her perfume, the soft skin under his finger tips.

He cannot stop and he wants more...

[Maid of Marvels]

Somewhere over time, Janice had forgotten just how wonderful kissing could be. Better than chocolate... almost better than making love. It wasn't that she and Jack didn't kiss anymore... It was just that they didn't kiss like this anymore.

The admonition that this wasn't something she should really be doing or enjoying decreased proportionately with the increased passion of their kisses. Long, deep soul kisses. The kind that make your toes curl and every nerve in your body crackle into life. The kind that send the butterflies swirling in your stomach. The kind...

Janice moaned softly against her son's mouth as their tongues danced around each other, pausing only to nibble and suckle on each others' lips. Feeling his erection, hard and throbbing against her belly, she was grateful in a way that her desire wasn't as overtly apparent but at the same time longed for him to know that she felt the same.

The more they kissed, the more it seemed as if she was floating on a sweet, bliss-filled cloud. Not in a fantasy, but not in reality either. Jan had no idea how much time had actually passed before the genuine realization of how much she wanted -- no, needed -- to make love with Mark began to surface. It had nothing to do with what they were "supposed" to do, nor did it have anything to do with lust. It was simply a knowing that everything was suddenly right in their world.

[Tivboman]

It's as if he no longer has any control over his body as he pushes his mother onto her back as he leans over her, his lips firmly on hers as their mouths open wider, their tongues never leaving its counterpart alone.

Mark relishes the sensations of what they are doing, the wet sounds of their kissing, the taste of her mouth and the feel of her soft body under his.

"Ohhhh, mom." He groans as their lips part for just moment before continuing their dance. His arms reaching around her body as he pulls her into him, even as he feels her arms doing likewise. While beneath him, he feels her legs open and wrap themselves around him as their covered groins starts to grind against each other...

[Maid of Marvels]

Legs wrapped around her son's waist, Janice thrilled at his arousal which was now overtly apparent. Her body strained to press against it as she writhed beneath his weight, wishing there was no clothing between them, yet revelling in the tease she knew went both ways.

"You can touch me if you want to," she whispered quietly against Mark's lips. "Anywhere... "

Their couplings before now had always been rather dispassionate and that's what she had hoped would change during their getaway. Jan wanted to teach her son how wonderful lovemaking could really and truly be -- but only if he were willing to go the route. Perhaps not tonight, but there were many more to come.

Letting her hands travel down her son's back, she slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of his boxers and began to lower them. "Lift," she urged him, moving her hands around his hips toward his stomach. Jan gasped, overcome by her own urgency, her fingers fumbling to free his throbbing erection and smiled when he placed his larger hand over hers to help.

"Make love to me?" she pleaded, looking into his eyes. "Please?"

[Tivboman]

The sounds of her words and the touch of her hand on his now exposed organ causes it to swell larger than ever before in his life. He hears his mother groan as she feels him in her hand.

"I love you." She whispers, looking at him intently as she pulls his mouth onto hers.

Breaking their liplock, the two of them stare down at their aroused naked organs, only inches apart. His mother's eyes widen at the sight of his arousal.

"Oh God." She whispers before she pulls it down to her entrance, both gasping as their sexies make contact.

Looking up at her, he sees her staring back, her upper teeth biting into her lower lip.

"Push." She tells him.

He pushes...