Institute of Apotheosis Research Ch. 04

"C-cum?"

"Your mother knows all about cumming," I purred. "Your father and I did so many naughty things together."

"Mom," he groaned.

"Don't be embarrassed about your mother having sex," I said, my thoughts tingling harder.

He blinked. "I guess...I shouldn't be and..." His eyes widened. "You just made me stopped being embarrassed."

"I did," I grinned. "Tell me the truth, were you masturbating upstairs to me?"

"Yes, Mom," he groaned.

"Don't be embarrassed about that either," I said, my thoughts prickling. "In fact, it's perfectly okay that you masturbate to me. Because we're going to do so much more together. You're going to have sex with your mother and love it."

The tingling prickles washed across my mind as he groaned. He shook his head, then he stared down at my cleavage. He licked his lips, still looking shy as his boner swelled the front of his jeans. His dark eyes were so hungry now.

Just like his father's.

And just like Mitchel, I would take the lead and teach Davie everything about sex.

"Now get naked for Mommy," I purred, loving the tingles. They let me know my new powers were working. This was so hot to finally have my son listen to me. "Let me see your cute body."

"Mom," he groaned even as his hands shot right for his shirt, pulling it off and unveiling his slim torso. He was pale, but there was some muscles under there, like a swimmer would have. His nipples were small and pink and hard. He had a fine down of chest hair, just blossoming into a man.

He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks with his feet, leaving them as a mess on the living room floor. Then he unsnapped his jeans and pushed them down his hips. His cock stretched his tighty whity underwear--he really needed to start wearing boxers.

I should take him to the mall tomorrow to buy some.

Then he pulled those down. I groaned at his cock thrusting out hard before him. He wasn't quite as big as his father, but he still looked so wonderful, the crown pink and cute, his balls covered in the same fine down of brown hair.

"Such a beautiful cock," I purred.

He trembled before me, his chest rising and falling from his quick breathing. I reached out, taking his cock and stroking him. He shuddered at my touch. His dick throbbed in my hand, so hot as I stroked him.

My pussy clenched. I was stroking my son. I was touching his cock and making him groan. I was such a naughty mother. This was so hot. So wrong. So forbidden. It was incest and... And I could do it. Because of the halo. I could do what I wanted.

"Mmm, now first, Mommy's going to make you cum," I said. "Just so you can focus on your lesson."

"Okay, Mom," he groaned.

"I bet you're so eager for it," I said, grabbing his hip with my other hand, guiding him to the couch.

"I am," he said. "So eager. Besides Kimmie, I jerk off to you the most."

"And there are other girls?" I asked, giving him a naughty smile.

"Yeah."

"Good."

I slipped off the couch, kneeling before him. My brown hair spread across his lap. I ran my hands up and down his thighs as I nuzzled up to his cock. I kissed at his hot flesh as I came closer and closer. He groaned, staring down at me, his face so cute.

I loved my son so much.

I reached his balls, snuggling my face into them. I rubbed them on my cheeks, feeling them full of his cum. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. Juices ran down my thighs as I wiggled my hips, the anticipation of making my son explode shooting through me. I wanted this so badly. I wanted to make him writhe in passion. I wanted to give him so much pleasure.

To educate him.

"Mom," he groaned as my tongue licked up his cock. My hips wiggled, my excitement building and building as I climbed up his prick. "Oh, wow, that feels good."

"I bet it does," I grinned at him. I swirled my tongue around the crown of his dick, making him groan. "Isn't that wonderful?"

"Amazing," he groaned.

"This will be even better."

I engulfed the tip of my son's dick. My baby boy groaned, his face twisting in pleasure as I sucked on his cock. My tongue swirled around the crown, caressing it, driving him wild. He bucked and spasmed. I tasted his precum as I sucked again while my right hand fondled his balls.

So full of his incestuous passion.

His hands clenched on the couch cushions beside him as I sucked on his dick. My cheeks hollowed as I savored the delight of giving my baby boy this wonderful gift of taboo pleasure. It made my pussy so hot, my hips wiggling as I blew him.

"Oh, my god, Mom. Oh fuc...fudge, that's good."

I popped my lips off his dick. "Oh, you can curse. Say it. 'Fuck that's good, Mommy!'"

I engulfed his cock again, sucking so hard as he groaned, "Fuck that's good, Mommy!"

I shivered as he called me Mommy. It made me feel so naughty as I bobbed my mouth up and down his dick. I massaged his balls, listening to his passionate moans. I sucked so hard as I slid my mouth up his shaft, my tongue swirling, caressing him, making him feel amazing.

"Mommy!" he groaned, bucking.

And came.

His cum fired into my mouth. He was so eager he hadn't lasted long. But that was okay. I was teaching him about sex, giving him the training he needed to make eighteen-year-old Kimmie orgasm so hard.

My son's salty cum splashed into my mouth. I groaned, savoring the delight. It swirled through my mouth, so thick and creamy. I swallowed it as more and more of his incestuous jizz flooded my mouth. My baby boy groaned and bucked.

"Mommy, that's amazing," he groaned. "Holy fuck, you're drinking my cum! You're so awesome, Mommy!"

I shuddered, my pussy clenching, as I swallowed the last load of his jizz. He collapsed back into the couch, breathing heavily, his face so cutely flushed. I slid my mouth up his dick, sucking out a few more drops of jizz, before my lips popped off.

"Now wasn't that better than masturbating to your mother?" I asked.

"Yes!"

And I knew it was the truth. I felt my thoughts prickle as I asked the question.

"Good, now you get to make love to your mother." I grinned at him. "Isn't that exciting?"

"Yeah," he groaned. "Should we go upstairs?"

"No. When you're with Kimmie, you'll often start making out with her on a couch. So it's a good practice for us." I put my arm around him as I joined him, pulling his naked body closer to mine. "So let's start with making out."

"Okay."

He brought his face in closer.

"Make sure your tilt your head so our noses don't collide," I told him. "And be wary of hitting my teeth with yours."

"Okay," he said, trembling as he came closer.

"And put your arm around me. Yes, just like that." I tilted my head. "Now we kiss."

His lips met mine, so warm. I shuddered at the incestuous thrill of kissing my baby boy, his arms around me. I moved my lips against his, showing him how to kiss. He caught on quickly, even enthusiastically, groaning as we worked our mouths together, sharing our passion. I shivered, my nipples so hard, my pussy burning, soaking my panties.

Then I brought tongues into it. I probed against his lips. He caught on, opening wide and meeting with his own tongue. I loved how bold he was getting. I moaned into the kiss, encouraging him. My hand stroking his thigh, his sliding up my side, coming closer and closer to my breast.

But he stopped before he reached.

I broke the kiss, keeping my forehead pressed against his. "Now when you have a girl kissing you that hard, don't be afraid to slide your hand over her breasts. Be bold, but don't squeeze hard. At first. Let her get used to it. Then you can get bolder and bolder. Make sure you play with her nipples, rubbing those with your palms. They'll make her even wetter, and that'll make her more excited to make love to you."

"Okay, Mommy," he said, breathless.

We kissed again, this time his tongue thrusting into my mouth. His hand climbed higher and higher, reaching my heavy mound. I moaned as he rubbed my breast through my dress and bra, my nipple so hard beneath his hand. I shuddered, rubbing my thighs together. The tingling delight made my clit ache and throb.

I needed more. I grabbed his hand, moving it up my dress so he could then dip into my cleavage. He shuddered, feeling my bra now, the sensations stronger on my nipple. He groped me, making me moan.

"That's it," I panted. "Oh, yes, you're getting me all excited. And I've let you beneath my blouse. Next, you have to go beneath my bra. First, take my top off."

"Okay," he said, eager, pulling his hand away.

He reached down, pulling my blouse out of my skirt's waistband and rolling it up over my skin. He exposed my breasts constrained in my black bra, the satin cups holding back my pillowy, pale flesh. He groaned at the sight of them, his hands reaching down, groping them as he kissed at my neck.

"That's good," I moaned as his groping hands pushed my bra cups over my big tits. I shuddered as they came out, spilling so heavy and pillowy into his hands.

I groaned at his touch. He squeezed them, kissing me again. I loved the feel of his hands on my naked tits. My baby boy groped my breasts. He found my nipples, pinching them, making me shudder and gasp into our kiss. I thrust my tongue into his mouth, my pussy growing so hot.

Then he broke the kiss, staring down at my tits. He looked at me, a question in his eyes. I nodded, knowing what he wanted. He groaned and latched onto my breast just like he had as a baby when he nursed.

I shuddered as he sucked. My nipple throbbed in his mouth. Incestuous delight burst through my body. I squirmed as his tongue licked and swirled my fat, pink nipples. Tingles raced through my body.

"Yes, yes, yes, just like that, Davie," I gasped. "That's how you love a woman's breast. And this is the perfect time to go for her pussy. To slide your hand up her thigh and rub at her crotch through her panties or jeans."

"Yes, Mommy," he groaned around my nipple between hungry sucks.

Fire raced up my thigh in advance of his right hand sliding beneath my skirt. My eyes squeezed shut. I shivered as his hand reached higher and higher. He came nearer and nearer to my molten pussy. I spread my thighs.

"When a girl opens her thighs, it's an invitation. She wants you to touch her."

He sucked so hard on my nipple as he accepted my invitation. I groaned as he reached my satin panties. He rubbed up and down them, pressing the material into my burning folds. I whimpered at his touch, my clit throbbing. Pleasure shot through me as he touched my forbidden flesh.

He switched nipples, engulfing the other one. His lips sealed tight. The suction made me twitch, pleasure racing down to my boiling pussy. He rubbed on my panties, pushing one finger into the groove of my cunt, pressing the satin into my folds.

"Oh, yes," I panted. "Feel how wet I am? How eager. Push my panties aside. Touch me directly. Get me really excited."

He did.

I gasped at the incestuous contact of my son's finger with my pussy. He stroked along my hot flesh, feeling how wet I was. He rubbed through my labia, finding the entrance to my pussy, and penetrated my cunt.

I bucked and moaned, my pussy clenching down on him. His finger probed into me, feeling how hot and juicy I was. He grew excited, sucking so hard on my nipple, his left hand squeezing my breast as he fingered me.

"Oh, yes," I gasped. "Now you have to eat my pussy. You have to lick me and make me cum! Then you can fuck me!"

"Yes, Mommy!" he groaned, his voice so throaty, so manly. He was gaining confidence. I was so thrilled right now.

Davie sank to his knees, his finger still in me. He pushed up my skirts around my waist so he could see, then just yanked off my panties. Sadly, he had to rip his finger out of my pussy in the process. I shuddered as he dragged the satin down my legs then threw my panties to the side. He pushed my thighs apart.

And stared at his first live pussy.

I had a thick, brown bush covering my pussy. He licked his lips as he leaned down. I moaned out my encouragement as he nuzzled into my hot flesh. His tongue licked through my pussy, making me trembled and ache. Incestuous delight shot through my body. I groaned, squirming on the couch. My hands found my breasts, fondling them as my son took his first lick of pussy.

His mommy's pussy.

"Oh, yes," I moaned. "And don't be afraid to use your fingers on Mommy. With Kimmie, if she's a virgin still, you don't want to finger her. Save the joy of deflowering her cunt for your cock. But you can stroke her labia and clit."

"Clit?" he asked.

"Oh, that's that pink little nub at the top of my pussy and... Yes! That's it."

His finger stroked my clit in short circles. I thrashed, the heat building in me. He grinned up at me, seeing my reaction. There was that same pride I saw in his father's eyes when Mitchel would make me cum.

He was so much like his father.

Then he buried his face into my pussy, licking and lapping through my folds as he stroked my clit. I shuddered, loving his tongue penetrating into my pussy, swirling around while driving me wild. I was so hot. It was so exciting teaching my son about sex. Educating him. Building his confidence.

"Yes, yes, yes," I moaned, grinding on his mouth. "Oh, you are doing so well. You are pleasing your Mommy's pussy. Oh, yes. You're going to make your Mommy cum so hard."

He rubbed harder at my clit, his tongue swirling through my pussy. I shuddered, the coach creaking as I thrashed. The pleasure swelled and swelled in me. I squeezed my tits so hard as I shifted on the couch cushions, my juices flowing.

My eyes widened as the pressure swelled in me. And then it exploded.

"Davie! Drink my juices."

My juices flooded into his mouth. My son obeyed, lapping up my cream as it flooded out. His finger kept massaging my clit, making me squirm and moan. I humped against his face, grinding my cunt on him as the waves of pleasure flowed through me.

"Oh, my god, Davie," I moaned. "Oh, yes, you're so good. You're going to make Kimmie so happy! Yes! But I need you! I need you in me! Now! Fuck me now!"

My thoughts tingled hard as I bucked and shuddered.

Davie groaned, rising up, his lips smeared in pussy. He grabbed his cock, guiding into my pussy, and rammed into me. My eyes widened as my son slid back into my pussy. Back into where he came from.

It was so hot. My thighs locked around him as I savored the incestuous plunge of his cock into my dripping pussy.

My tits bounced as he buried into me. Then he drew back, pleasure crossing his face as he felt my pussy gripping his dick, and slammed back into me. He buried his cock over and over into my depths, driving me wild, making me ache and shudder as he rammed into me.

His face twisted with pleasure. His hands squeezed my tits as he pumped away. He was over me, so lithe and beautiful. My beautiful, baby boy. I held him, running my hands over his youthful body as he fucked me so hard.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's how you fuck a woman who've you gotten so hot and wet," I groaned. "Don't you love it?"

"Yes, Mommy!" he groaned, his dick pumping so hard into my depths, making me shudder.

My pussy clenched on his dick as the friction burned so hot through me. Another orgasm swelled on the heels of the last. It was so hot having my son in me. I groaned, my back arching. I bucked into him, my hands cupping his ass. I pulled him so tight into me as he reamed over and over into my depths.

My eyes rolled back into my head as the pleasure burned so hot. I loved it. I loved being fucked by my eighteen-year-old son. It was so hot. My hips bucked into his thrusts. My pussy took his dick. I savored every inch of him plunging over and over into my hot cunt.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I howled as my second orgasm burst through me. "Oh, that's it. That's how you fuck your mommy's cunt! That's how you make her explode!"

My pussy spasmed on his cock. He hammered so hard into me. His dick plunged over and over, stirring me to a froth. Rapture shot through me as I savored my son's dick fucking me so hard. I loved it. The feel of him in me, the way he plowed me. How he kept ramming his dick over and over into me, making me shudder and buck.

He was such a stud. Such a wonderful boy. He fucked me so hard. He made my head dizzy with lust. I couldn't believe how amazing this was. How outstanding. Incest was wonderful. Fucking my son was the best.

"Yes, yes, yes, cum in Mommy!" I howled, pleasure tingling across my mind.

"Yes, Mommy!" Davie groaned, buried his cock into me, and came like the good boy he was.

I shuddered, my pussy milking his cock. The cum fired over and over into my depths. I loved it. I loved feeling him fire his cum into me. It was so amazing. It was stupendous. My back arched, my breasts jiggling in pure delight as his incestuous seed filled me.

I came even harder. An explosion of rapture filled me. I howled out at the top of my lungs, bucking beneath my eighteen-year-old son. He squeezed my tits so hard, his face twisting with rapture as he fired the last of his jizz into my depths.

"Mommy," he groaned, collapsing on me.

I cradled my youngest son to me as the front door suddenly opened. I gasped in shock as my eldest walked in, a scowl on his face. He took two steps and then froze, seeing Davie and me locked in our incestuous passion.

His jaw dropped.

My pussy clenched hard on Davie's dick as I said, "Ryan, strip naked. Mommy needs to love you, too."

~ ** ~

Deidre Icke shuddered at the sound of the dot matrix printer whirling away. That stuttering sound of it printing out the update. She shivered, sitting in her offices at the Institute of Apotheosis Research, her naked, eighteen-year-old daughter Alexis on her lap. Like her daughter, she was naked, her breasts pressed into her daughter's side, their lips smeared with each other's pussy juices.

The first goddess, thrust into deityhood by the halo, had shown Deidre and her daughter that lesbian incest was perfectly acceptable, even wonderful. Together, she and Alexis had embarked with passion into their new relationship.

Now she was eager to find out what the second goddess would teach her.

Alex, her eighteen-year-old son and twin to Alexis, ripped the printout off with a stuttering tear and handed over the paper. Deidre stared at the dot matrix printer paper, the top and bottom torn along perforated lines, the sides covered by holes for the feeding mechanism. Printed in blocky letters across the white and teal stripped papers was wonderful news:

DELIVERY STATUS: DELIVERED at 1937 CST to SUBJECT 2 residence

HALO STATUS: ACTIVATED by SUBJECT 2 at 1939 CST

SUBJECT 2 has engaged the HALO on one individual. HALO functioning properly. SUBJECT 2 has integrated 100% with HALO nanomachines. SUBJECT 2 brainwaves function at peak efficacy.

Apotheosis achieved.

Her eyes turned to the picture of her guru, Dr. Blavatsky and his wife, sitting on her desk. Neither had lived to see the glorious day that the world would change. But she would ensure their dream became a reality.

"I can't wait to see what she teaches us," Alex said, still clothed, though he was very hard.

After all, he had just watched his mother and sister make love. That would be enough to make any young man hard.

"The cameras should be in position soon," Alexis said, squirming. "Then we can see. Maybe you'll get to have fun."

Alex grinned back. "Maybe."

Deidre shuddered. She hoped mother/son incest was allowed. And brother/sister. She was so eager to find out.

To be continued...