Institute of Apotheosis Research Ch. 05

"Tits?" I finished. "Don't be embarrassed, dear, say all those naughty words to me."

"Yes, tits," she said.

"He's going to call you and ask you over. I think you'll love what he has to say." I shuddered, thoughts prickling as I continued, "Because you love my son and will always love him and will be such a wonderful partner for him, won't you?"

"I will be, Mrs. Justice," she said, a breathy excitement in her voice. "You mean it? He's really going to call me over and..." Her words trailed off. "He's calling right now."

"Good."

I hung up, one son taken care of. I had just started washing my smoothie cup out when the doorbell rang. She must have ran right over. I bustled to the door and opened it. Annie gasped, staring at my naked tits.

"Mrs...Justice...?" the sweet thing said. She was blonde, her pale cheeks turning pink. She had a fresh face and petite build. Her flowery dress made her look so cute. "Y-you're..."

"Right, naked," I said, forgetting to give her that command when I just spoke to her. "It's a new thing in our house. Everyone goes naked. And there's nothing wrong or to be embarrassed about. In fact, just strip naked when you enter. That will make Ryan happy. And you want to make him happy."

"I do," she said, that dreamy look in her face as my commands settled in. Playing matchmaker was so much fun.

She stepped in and began stripping as Ryan walked into the kitchen. I could tell as he looked at her he was finally seeing her as a woman. As the woman he loved. She wasn't just a skank he could fuck. I stepped back as Annie's flowery dress came off, revealing demure, white panties and a matching bra. She took off her bra, trembling as her small breasts came into view, little mounds of cute flesh topped by soft-pink nipples.

"Annie," Ryan groaned, moving forward, and I knew they would be happy.

"You might want to use a condom," I said to him. "But it's your choice if you want to start a family now or wait until your done with college."

"Yeah," he said.

I walked back to the dining room where Davie sat. He looked at me with his smart eyes. "So...you're going to set me up with Kimmie now?"

Kimmie Dawson was the eighteen-year-old daughter of my good friend Cathy. She was also the girl Davie had a crush on. Unlike any girl Ryan had dated, I approved of Davie and Kimmie. She was a sweet thing, too. Just like Annie.

"I am," I said. "Aren't I a great mom? So get dressed and we'll go over to their house."

"Okay, Mom," he said.

Annie's squeals of delight came from the foyer. A rewarding tingle went through me. It was so wonderful to improve the lives of my sons. As I headed to go upstairs and get dressed, I smiled at the sight of Ryan carrying the naked Annie in his arms before me. It was such a romantic sight. I teared up, picturing their wedding. Annie would be such a radiant bride, and my son would be such a handsome groom.

I wiped at my eyes, heading up the stairs. Ryan's door slammed shut. I smiled and walked into my room. I dressed simply, a loose sundress that I could take off in a hurry. I didn't bother with bra or panties beneath.

Davie, despite having to pull on more clothing, was already dressed and waiting on me. He was excited. He loved Kimmie. "Eager to get into her panties?"

"Yeah, Mom," he said. "She's just so cute."

"She's the most beautiful woman in the world," I told him, "even more beautiful than me. And you love her and want to make her happy."

"I do, Mom," he said as the tingle faded from my thoughts.

"Good," I nodded. "Now I know Kimmie is on birth control, so you don't need to worry about the condom."

"How do you know that?" he asked as we walked to the stairs.

"Her mother told me." I put my arm around his shoulder. "Women talk about all sorts of things."

It wasn't a long drive to Cathy's house. My friend didn't live too far away. A nervous excitement twinged through me as I climbed out of my car. Davie was already hurrying for the door, eager to enjoy his girlfriend.

And I was eager to watch and make sure he remembered all his lessons.

I frowned when I reached the door. I heard shouting from inside. A man and a woman. It wasn't Cathy's husband, they were divorced. It had to be her and her twenty-year-old son. Last night, she had mentioned him doing something stupid. Again. Well, I would take care of everything. So I rang the doorbell.

Kimmie answered the door. She was a slender thing wearing a pink tank top and tight flannel boy shorts. Her breasts were small and outlined by her top. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra beneath, but was wearing the clothing she had slept in. She had fiery hair gathered into a pair of pigtails, her green eyes giving us a questioning look.

And then she winced as her brother shouted something at their mother.

"Hi, Mrs. Justice," she said. "Um, this isn't a good time."

"Oh, just leave it to me," I told her. "Take Davie up to your room and wait for me there."

"Okay," she said and then sighed. "Come on, Davie."

Davie just blushed and followed after.

I headed to the kitchen where my busty friend was fighting with her son. She had a boob job to try and please her husband. Only he still left her for another woman. One younger and with bigger fake tits. Cathy wore a loose bathrobe, her breasts almost spilling out of it as she screeched at her hunky son, Bill. He had dark hair, taking after his father with rugged handsomeness.

"Okay, that's enough fighting," I said, more than a little impatient to get on with the real fun. "Instead of arguing, you two should be fucking."

Cathy whirled around, eyes widening. "Margaret? What are you doing here?"

"Fixing your family." I said. "I meant what I said. Strip naked and start fucking. It's so much better than arguing. Bill, bend your mother right over the dining room table and just fuck her hard. You love her. She loves you. It's time to show it. Mothers and their sons should always be lovers."

Cathy blinked even as she stripped off her bathrobe, revealing her large, fake tits and a wispy pair of panties. She had a curvy body, in great shape. Bill groaned as he ripped off his t-shirt. "Damn, Mom, those tits..."

"Enjoy," I told my friend as her son seized her, pushing her towards the dining room table. Before I left the room, I heard a wanton moan and knew my friend was experiencing the same joy I had discovered last night.

But my real work was upstairs.

"Would you like to go out to see a movie or get dinner or something," my son was asking when I walked into Kimmie's room. She sat on her bed, her knees clamped tight together, her eyes downcast. My son stood before her, nervous as he asked out his first girl.

And I could see it in Kimmie's posture as she said, "Well," that she didn't want to date my son. That she didn't think he was sexy or a hunk or that he loved her. "It's just..."

"Of course you would," I snapped, fighting off anger. Davie was a wonderful boy. She was lucky to be his girlfriend.. "Stop being shy and tell my son that you love him, Kimmie. Because you love him with all your heart and just want to make him happy." My thoughts almost burned with prickles.

Kimmie's head snapped up. Her green eyes were so wide, a dewy warmth growing in them. "Yes, that sounds nice. I would like that. A lot."

"Because my son is the cutest boy," I added.

Kimmie squirmed, her thighs pressing tight, her cheeks growing flushed. "You are cute, Davie. I never really noticed it before."

"He's such a wallflower," I told the girl. "But I educated him last night. I taught him how to please a girl. Go on, show her."

"You...taught him?" Kimmie asked, her mind working. "Wait, you don't mean...?"

"Yeah, Mom and I had sex," Davie said, no hint of embarrassment in his voice.

"Incest is perfectly fine," I said with a wave, my thoughts prickling. "In fact, your mother and brother are discovering that fact right now."

A low, "Fuck me!" came from below. "Fuck me, yes!"

Davie was already sinking onto the bed. He put an arm around Kimmie's shoulder, his other hand turning her face to his. Then he leaned in and kissed her on the lips, angling his head so their noses didn't bump. His kiss wasn't hard or forceful. Their teeth didn't clack together. He kissed her with the skill I taught him.

It was so wonderful to watch.

Such motherly pride surged through me as my son made out with his new girlfriend. My pussy grew hotter and hotter, my nipples tenting the front of my blouse as my heart pounded. Blood rushed through my ears as I watched their kiss deepen.

Davie hand, starting on her stomach, moved up her tank top. He caressed the pink cloth until he was cupping her small breast through her clothing. He gave her tit a small squeeze, his thumb rubbing over her nipple poking at the fabric.

She moaned, her arms tightening about his neck, their kiss growing hotter.

"That's it," I whispered, my hands fondling my own tits through my dress.

Davie, still kissing her, laid Kimmie down on her bed, their bodies shifting. Her lithe legs rubbed together as he kept fondling her breast through her tank top. Then his hand moved. More pride surged through me as he went under her tank top, squeezing her budding tit.

That made her buck. His hand moved beneath her top, fondling her, playing with her nipple. Her thighs parted. I grinned. She wore nothing beneath her boy shorts. The pink flannel of her boy shorts grew dark over her pussy, her juices bleeding through as her excitement mounted.

I couldn't take it any longer. I pulled off my dress, baring my naked body, and moved to the bed. I stretched out beside them. Kimmie froze at the sight of my naked breasts. Davie broke the kiss, frowning when he realized that she had stopped kissing him back.

"Relax, Kimmie," I purred. "Nudity is fine. And I just wanted a better view."

"Oh, okay, Mrs. Justice," she said, relaxing.

"Oh, you don't need to be so formal," I told her. "After all, you and my son are going to be together for the rest of your lives. You might as well start calling me Mom."

Kimmie blinked at that then gasped, her head snapping to Davie. "Oh, that's naughty."

I grinned. My son had shoved his hand down her boy shorts and rubbing at her pussy directly. He had such a huge smile on his lips as he fondled her snatch. I groaned, my own cunt growing so hot, begging for attention.

I pressed a hand between my thighs, rubbing at my pussy while Davie kissed his girlfriend. His hand moved beneath her boy shorts. My son was such as stud. She was whimpering and squirming, her arms locked about his neck again, clinging to him as he gave her such pleasure.

"Oh, yes, you are a stud, Davie," I purred, caressing my dripping pussy. Then I shoved two fingers into my depths. "What does she taste like?"

Davie pulled his hand out of Kimmie's shorts, coated in her juices. He broke their kiss and brought them to his lips. He licked them and shuddered. "She tastes so fresh and sweet."

Kimmie face went scarlet.

"Mmm, give Mommy a taste," I groaned.

"Mom!" Kimmie gasped in shock even as Davie obeyed, shoving his fingers back into her boy shorts and rubbed on her pussy.

They came out wet, darting for my lips. I sucked on them. My eyes widened as I tasted another girl's pussy. Barely legal snatch was delicious. It was so sweet, different from my tart delight. I shuddered, fingering myself faster and faster, my pussy clenching down on my digits.

"Oh, wow, Davie groaned. "That's hot, Mom."

Kimmie only nodded her head, green eyes wide.

Then she realized that her boyfriend was sliding down her body while pulling off her boy shorts. My son was hungry for pussy. He was just like his father--a lover of his woman's snatch. Kimmie didn't fight him as he lifted up her legs, pulled off her boy shorts, and tossed them to the side, revealing the girl's pussy covered in a sparse mat of fiery hair.

Davie groaned and buried his face into his girlfriend's snatch. My son licked at her, tonguing her, putting all my lessons to use. His fingers stroked her pussy, making Kimmie squirm and moan and gasp. Her body shuddered, her small tits jiggling beneath her tank top.

"Get all the way naked, sweetie," I told her, licking my lips, eager to see her youthful boobies.

"Yes, Mom," she moaned as she peeled off her tank top. Her breasts were even smaller than Annie's, barely more than bumps on her chest like plump mosquito bites. But they were so cute and sexy, her nipples so hard.

I leaned over and sucked on one.

She gasped in surprise as I tongued her little nipple, enjoying my future daughter-in-law's nub. I groaned, my orgasm swelling as I rammed my fingers in and out of my pussy. Davie panted, staring at me from between her thighs as he devoured her pussy.

"Wow, Mom," he groaned. "That is so hot."

"Is it?" Kimmie asked. "Does it...make you happy to see other girls suck on my tits?"

"So hot," panted Davie before he buried his face back between her snatch.

I had a feeling my son and his girlfriend would be having plenty of threesomes. Lucky boy. I should find other girls to join them.

That thought made me suck harder on Kimmie's nipple. Her body trembled and spasmed. Davie devoured her pussy so hard, licking through her folds. I sucked on her nipple, worshiping her while sliding my fingers through my pussy. Heat rippled through me, my orgasm swelling and swelling.

It was so hot, so exciting, to join my son and his girlfriend in bed. To help him make love to her. This was so wonderful. And I would do the same with Ryan and Annie. I would be the best mother ever!

"Oh, yes," Kimmie gasped. "Oh, wow, Davie. Oh, that's so amazing. I never... Oh, wow. You're going to make me cum!"

I released her nipple and kissed up her chest as she squirmed. I reached her neck, nibbling on it before licking to her ear. She trembled, humping her pussy against my son's lips as I whispered, "So your last boyfriend didn't go down on you?"

"He just had me suck him off," moaned Kimmie. "And got mad when I wouldn't put out. He never even offered to lick my pussy."

"But Davie is a man. And a man pleasures his woman," I groaned.

"He is pleasuring me, Mom," she moaned, her head turning.

And then we kissed.

Davie groaned so loudly as he pleasured her. Kimmie groaned into the kiss. Her body heaved. I knew she was cumming. Her sweet musk filled the air as she flooded my son's mouth with juices. Our tongues danced, swirling.

It was so hot kissing my son's girlfriend while she came. My pussy clenched down on my fingers. I shuddered, my orgasm building and building faster and faster. Kimmie bucked again, moaning so loudly into our kiss.

"Wow, Kimmie, you squirted," Davie groaned, such pride in his youthful voice. "And you're kissing Mom. Damn."

I broke the kiss. "I think he's horny and needs to fuck you."

Kimmie giggled, nodding her head. She turned, holding out her arms. "Come fuck me, Davie. I'm so wet and horny. You're amazing. I love you."

"I love you," he said.

Tears burned in my eyes, momentarily driving back my impending orgasm as my son mounted his girlfriend. Their lips met, Kimmie tasting her sweet musk on his lips while her arms held him. Davie brought his cock to her virgin pussy.

And thrust.

"Yes," I gasped as he took Kimmie's virginity.

She shuddered, moaning into their kiss. He had her primed, making her cherry popping almost painless. He made it special. And now he pumped away atop her, his cute ass flexing as he buried his cock over and over into her pussy.

My cunt clenched on my plunging fingers. I gasped and groaned, remembering how he felt in me last night. I shuddered beside them, watching their bodies heave together. They were so beautiful. I groaned, trembling, on the verge of exploding.

Davie broke the kiss with his girlfriend, turning his head. "Look at Mom's tits, Kimmie."

"They're so big," she said in envy, her hips bucking into my son's thrusts.

"Let's suck on them."

I loved my son so much for those words.

I moved my body, bringing my big tits to their mouths. They latched onto my nipples. I groaned, my son and future daughter-in-law suckling so hard. I shuddered, my fingers plunging with a frantic need in and out of my pussy. The bed creaked, all three of us moaning, gasping.

My nipples throbbed beneath their hungry sucks. The suction sent tingles racing down to my pussy. I moaned as my orgasm rippled out of me. It was gentle waves of loving bliss. I gasped and groaned, savoring their suckling lips as my body heaved.

"I love you both," I howled. "You're both so amazing. So wonderful. Oh, Davie, Kimmie! You'll be so happy!"

My pussy spasmed on my fingers as the rapture roared through me. I groaned and thrashed as their flesh slapped together. They moaned about my nipples, their own pleasure building and building as they loved me.

Included me.

Tears of joy burned as my orgasm intensified. Waves after waves of rapture shuddered through me. They bathed my mind in delight. I gasped as Davie sucked even harder. His teeth nipped me as he buried into his girlfriend.

I knew he was cumming in her.

A moment later, she squealed on my nipple. She bucked and trembled beneath my son, joining him in rapture. I shuddered, smiling at their newfound love, the beginning of their lifelong relationship. I was so glad I had my powers.

They were amazing.

Their lips popped off my nipples. I groaned, rolling over onto my back. My tits heaved and panted. Davie and Kimmie were kissing as they trembled together, savoring their new relationship. I smiled at them.

"I'll give you two some privacy now," I said. "But don't forget about me."

Davie broke the kiss. "How can we?"

Kimmie giggled. "You're so forceful. I can't believe it. It's like I just had to obey you."

"You did," I smiled. "And you love that, too."

I grabbed my dress, buzzing from my orgasm, and pulled it on. I headed downstairs to check on Cathy and her son.

I found them kissing in the kitchen, cum running down her legs, both still naked. They broke apart when I walked in, Bill blushing, Cathy beaming. "Oh, Margaret, I haven't cum that hard in... I don't remember how long."

"Sons," I nodded at her. "They're a mother's pleasure."

Cathy gave a wicked giggle.

Bill leaned back. A phone chirped. He snagged it up, read the notification, and then barked out a laugh. "Oh, that is fucked up."

"What?" his mother asked.

Bill froze and then gave me a glance. "Um...Maybe...I shouldn't, Mrs. Justice."

"What?" I demanded. "Tell me."

"It's Melissa," Bill said, "there's a bunch of photos of her and Rick. She hooked up with him last night at a party and he fucked her hard."

Anger soared through me. "Family emergency, huh?"

That fucking skank cheated on my son? And now everyone would be laughing about it. Oh, that little bitch would pay.

To be continued...