"Then why here? Why now?"
She couldn't think of a clear answer for that right away. She couldn't just tell her son that her college days were filled with being a cock sucking slut, and that she was being blackmailed for it by an uppity brat.
"Please don't argue with me about this, but there's something that I need to ask you, and it's been bothering me all morning. I want you to be 100% honest with me about it too."
"Sure," he replied with a puzzled look on his face. "Anything mom."
Jill took a deep breath. "What would you say if I offered myself to you? I mean that in a sexual way. What would your response to that be?"
Tim's eyes lit up and he was clearly as dumbfounded as she was when Sarah first made the incestuous demand. On the one hand, Jill prayed with all of her might that Tim would do the right thing and immediately refuse the offer. But on the other hand, the tingling sensation between her legs and the devious thoughts in the back of her mind wanted otherwise. The prospect of being a slut for her son was turning her on in ways she had never imagined, and she was ashamed to admit it to herself.
"Why are you asking me this?"
"Let's just say that I want to get this out of your system once and for all," she replied. "After this we can move on. You won't have to be curious anymore, and you won't have to spy on me anymore."
Tim continued thinking, and Jill continued feeling torn about what she wanted his answer to be.
"What if I say yes? What happens then?"
Jill took another deep breath. "Well, before we leave this room to join everyone for lunch, I would do whatever you need me to do in order to get this behind us. As long as it's a reasonable request, I'll give it a shot."
"What if I asked you to undress for me?" he asked nervously. "Would you do it? I mean...umm...since you're offering this of course. I would never ask otherwise."
The feeling between her legs intensified from her son's inquiry towards her willingness.
"I'm not wearing any panties underneath this skirt," she blurted without thinking.
His eyes widened. "You aren't? That's a little risky for an event like this."
Jill paused as she regretted her words. "I know Tim. I know. Maybe I wasn't in the mood to wear any today. I guess I was more in the mood to be a little more liberated with myself."
"Can I see it?" he asked with a shy voice.
Her heart rate skyrocketed from those very words and she found herself totally unprepared for this. Jill's maternal side wanted to scold him and yell at him, and tell him to never talk to her like that again. But her repressed sexual side said otherwise. Besides, she thought, she made a deal with that bitch Sarah in order to keep her political ambitions and personal life from crashing down with the release of a sex tape.
A deal was a deal. Jill slowly and hesitantly lifted the front part of her bright red skirt and exposed her thighs, crotch, and bare vagina to her son.
"What do you think?" she asked, already knowing the answer.
"I...I can't believe you just did that," he stammered.
She took a deep breath, "Do you like it?"
"I...I do. Can I touch it?" he asked.
"There's no harm in that. Come here, give me your hand."
Tim took a step forward to his mother, and she held his hand and brought it down to her privates. He touched her flesh intimately for the first time in his life. It wasn't the first vagina he had ever touched, but it was his mother's. His fingers traced across her labia and she became even more aroused.
"Thank you for this," he said. "I don't know what to say. This is better than I had ever imagined it would be?"
She raised her eyebrow, "So you've thought about doing this before? You've thought about touching me?"
"...yes..." he said in a small voice. "I have."
"As your mother, it makes me curious as to what other dirty thoughts you've had about me. And be honest, or else this will be over and you'll never have another chance again."
"...I...I've thought about you using your mouth on me..."
Her vagina moistened at those very words and she knew he could feel it, since his fingers went inside of her.
"Is that the type of woman you think I am?" she asked.
"No. Of course not. That's not what I'm saying...It's...It's just a crazy fantasy of mine. That's not how I think of you in real life."
She held his hand tighter as he fingered her. "Can I tell you a secret?"
"I haven't always been as prim & proper as I am now. The media hasn't found this out yet, but I do have a past. I've been with quite a few men when I was younger, and a lot of that includes oral sex. So, is this something you would be interested in experiencing? Just this once..."
Jill regretted that statement the moment those words came out of her mouth. If she wasn't at the point of no return already, now she was. She was ready to become her son's slut.
"Yes...I would be interested..." he meekly replied.
For that moment in time, Jill felt possessed and dropped down on her knees. A surge of sexual energy came over her and she undid her son's pants as if she was on auto pilot.
'I can't believe I'm doing this,' she thought to herself. It didn't take long for her to unzip him and hold his growing cock in her hands. She held it and stroked it for a while before taking it inside of her mouth.
"Oh god..." he gasped loudly.
Hearing him moan only added to her arousal. Tim was rock hard the moment he entered her mouth, and Jill put forth her best effort to suck and bob her head to the best of her ability. She became soaking wet as she gave her son the best blowjob he had ever had in his entire life. The room became filled with the unmistakable sounds of sucking and slurping from a woman with a passion for performing fellatio. She had let all her inhibitions go, and she didn't care that she was being blackmailed in the first place. All she knew was that she wanted to satisfy both her son, and herself, by sucking his cock.
"Mom...wait...wait..." he moaned.
"What is it?" she asked, spitting out his cock and holding it in her hand.
"Is this really the only time we'll be doing this? We won't be doing this again?"
She nodded. "This is the only time. It can't go on, it isn't right. I hope you understand."
"Then can I fuck you?" he asked bluntly. "You said you'll do whatever it takes and that you're offering yourself to me. If this is our only chance, then I want to have sex with you."
Her heart nearly skipped a beat at the idea of actually fucking her own son. At most, she assumed that she just be giving him a blowjob, and that would be the end of it.
"Tim...I...I can't. I don't have any birth control and I'm not on the pill. I don't want to get pregnant, especially not with my son's baby."
He persisted, "Then how about anal? I've done it a few times with other girls and they all say they've enjoyed it. I know how to do it so that it isn't painful. Please?"
She wanted to refuse, but she knew what she offered him, and she knew what she agreed to with Sarah, and that Sarah was voyeuristically listening. There was no other choice.
Jill stood back up. "Fine. But be gentle, and go slow."
Before Jill could turn around, her son reached out with both hands and groped her breasts through her Santa outfit. She felt a little degraded, but it wasn't nearly as bad as what she had already been doing with him.
"Can I see them?" he asked.
"It seems like you don't need my permission anymore to touch me like this. Go ahead, lift it up."
Tim lifted his mother's top and bra to expose her average sized breasts, which sagged at the right amount for her age. Her brown nipples were large and protruding from her arousal.
"I want you naked. Can I see you strip down?" he asked.
Jill didn't bother to reply, and she sloppily tossed her skirt and her entire top to the floor, leaving her in just her boots and jewelry. She posed for a moment to let her son take in the sight of his nude mother before remembering that there were guests at her Christmas party who may have been looking for her at that point. She refused to waste anymore time and walked over to the table, placed her palms down, and spread her legs so that her son could have his way with her body.
"Don't take too long," she said, acting as if he was the only one getting pleasure.
He got behind his mother and spread her cheeks apart, touching the tip of his hard cock against the outer ring of her anus. Jill winced as she knew what was coming her way. He then used his fingers to gently spread her asshole open to let the head of his cock inside. Jill gasped.
"Oh...that's it...go slow..." she told him.
Once the head of his cock was in, Tim held on to his mother's hips and slowly pushed his shaft inside the tight grip of her rectum. She continued wincing and gasping as her most intimate of areas was being violated.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
"I'm okay. Just make this quick..."
Tim went to work once her anus started to loosen. His mother's saliva was all he needed to ensure that her asshole had enough lube and wetness so that he could go harder. Once they both became comfortable, he began to fulfill his incestuous dream of fucking his own mother.
The pleasure for both of them was intense. For Tim, it was the chance to screw his own mom, as well the incredibly tight feeling of her tight rectum around his hard cock. For Jill, it was the pain of accommodating something so big inside of her small hole, as well the idea of her own son taking sexual control over her body, while her blackmailer listened it. She moaned and screamed. She didn't care how loud she was, because they were in a closed room and there was nobody around to hear it except for Sarah.
After several long and fulfilling minutes of the unholy coupling of mother/son sex, Tim finally declared that he was on the verge of a powerful orgasm, before filling the deep end of his mother's rectum with his cum.
When it was over, both of them were left sweaty, realizing that things would never be the same between them again.
***LICK IT CLEAN MS. MAYOR***
A few pieces of tissue paper was all that was available for Jill and her son to clean up. They wiped the cum from their body parts before getting dressed again.
"Would you mind going on without me?" Jill asked her son. "I'd like to stay here for a while to clear my head."
"Is everything okay?" he replied.
She smiled, "Everything's fine. I just need a minute alone. I'll be out in a few minutes."
"Okay. I'll see you outside. And thank you...for this...I won't forget it."
"Don't mention it," she said, smiling again as she sat down on a chair.
No less than a minute after Tim left, Jill was sitting with her eyes closed thinking about all she had done to preserve her political career, when the password was entered and the door open. It was Sarah, entering the room with a smug looking grin on her face.
Jill's hair was a complete mess, as was her entire outfit. The 'I just got fucked' look was written all over her. She sat back in her chair when Sarah walked towards her.
"You certainly look like you've been enjoying yourself Ms. Wilson," the young blogger stated.
"It's not like I had a choice."
"Maybe not, but admit it, you loved it. It's painfully obvious that being a slut again is what gets you going. And there's absolutely nothing sluttier than fucking your own son."
"In all honesty, I've never felt so conflicted in my entire life," Jill said in a moment of candor. "A part of me is in complete agony over what I allowed myself to do with him to preserve my reputation."
"And the other part of you?" Sarah asked with genuine curiosity.
"The other part of me can't wait to go home so we can do it again. I've never felt this way before. I'm already thinking about what I want to do with him next even though it's horrible."
"Ah, that. You were a complete slut for your son and you loved it. Just embrace the fact that he will forever cherish this, and that whenever he sees you, he'll always think of the time where he emptied his cum inside of your asshole after you sucked him off."
She rolled her eyes. "I did what you asked. Now are you going to uphold your end of the deal and destroy the evidence you have of me?"
"I'm a woman of my word; I deleted it before I came in here."
"How do I know you aren't lying? Excuse me for thinking that you're not very trustworthy."
"I would never lie to you," Sarah grinned. "How could I, after you've given me something so hot to listen to? That was easily the most erotic thing I had ever heard in my life. Let me show you exactly what it meant to me..."
Sarah took a few steps forward towards Jill, while at the same time undoing the top of her pants. She stood in front of the sitting politician and put her hand inside of her panties before taking it out and holding her dripping wet fingers in front of Jill's face.
"Why are you showing this to me?"
"Isn't it obvious?" the blogger grinned. "I want you to lick it clean Ms. Mayor."
By her own free will, Jill leaned her head forward and took the went fingers inside of her mouth. She licked and lapped her tongue between each finger before sucking them clean of vaginal fluids.
Sarah smiled, "Good girl. I knew you were still a slut deep down. It makes me wonder what else you can do with that tongue of yours."
Jill sat helplessly as her former blackmailer pulled her panties down to the floor to reveal a cleanly shaven and youthful looking cunt. She remained helpless as Sarah ran her fingers through her hair and attempted to pull her forward.
"I'm...I'm not gay..." the politician meekly stated.
"You don't have to be. There's nothing wrong with experimenting right? If you could suck & fuck your own son, then this shouldn't be a problem for you. Besides, I know you're sexually curious about me. It was obvious the moment you first laid eyes on me. Now start sucking..."
She pulled the politician's head forward and Jill gave in and proceeded with her newfound oral duty. It was her first time putting her mouth against another woman's vagina, and she loved the experience. Her tongue ran up and down the labia before occasionally licking the pink flesh of Sarah's insides. And her mouth made sure to suck up all the fluids.
"Oh god..." Sarah moaned. "You're really starting to enjoy this aren't you? It seems I was right about you."
Jill stopped for a moment and looked up at the young woman. "It's not like I had a choice before. As for what I'm doing now, no one is going to find out about this. If you keep it that way, I wouldn't mind continuing doing this as long as you return the favor every now and then."
"I like what you're proposing Ms. Mayor. Believe me, there aren't many women who can eat pussy the way that I can."
Jill gave the vagina in front of her a few more kisses before stopping to sit back against her seat. She then lifted her skirt and spread her legs.
"Show me," the politician said with a smile.