Research Subject with Mom

She swung the bedroom door open, not bothering to hide her frustrations, and saw the look of surprise on Warren's face.

"You gave me a 6 and a 5?" she asked. "After everything I did earlier? Are you kidding me?"

"Sorry but Dr. Varma emailed me different questions. That's why the scores were different. I had to be honest."

She crossed her arms. "What did she ask?"

It was with utter disbelief that Carolyn listened to her son explain the new set of questions and ratings which were used to judge her. Now, she was being critiqued on every aspect of her body, effort into appearance, and demeanor. In addition, she was being assessed on the likelihood she'd perform specific sex acts.

She wondered what kind of mind games Dr. Varma was playing with a son's involvement. Another part of her wanted to end this right here and now, then demand that the suspension be over.

Carolyn walked towards her son and restrained his arm, as if making an arrest. She manhandled her son and put him on the bed. Warren was shocked but didn't resist.

Then she dropped her clothes from the waist down to expose her pussy.

"Don't fucking move. If this is what you want, then we'll do it. Get it out of your system."

She grabbed the elastic waistband of her son's shorts and pulled. The cock was flaccid and turned erect upon exposure. It was her first time seeing it since Warren became an adult and it felt profound. She was certain that Warren had the same feelings about looking at her pussy.

Getting on top, she straddled her son and used a hand to guide the cock inside of her. The pain of a sudden entry didn't bother her that much. She prided herself on being a tough woman, but regardless, she felt herself becoming wetter by the second. The pure taboo was intoxicating and it had been forever since another person had touched her pussy.

Her hips went back and forth. Muscles clenched and unclenched. Each movement felt so good and she saw that her son was bewildered by these actions.

She tried reminding herself repeatedly that this wasn't sex. That whatever this was, it was therapy. It came from a doctor's orders, after all. It came straight from the most trusted psychological professional in the police department; a woman with numerous academic accolades.

After her orgasm, there was no denying it, she had just fucked her son. She watched her son breathing hard. Both of them mystified by what had just happened between them.

With a sopping wet pussy, she stopped and remained still. The reality was sinking in. There'd be no going back.

"My job means everything to me," she said, feeling her son's dick turn flaccid as it rested inside of her pussy. "I expect to have my gun and badge returned as soon as possible. Are we clear?"

He nodded. "Yes, mom. We're clear."

Carolyn was surprised by how spineless her son became, that was, until he reached over and gave her butt a good squeeze. Her son had more fortitude than she expected. She liked that.

She got up and their cum mixture dripped out of her pussy. Not wanting to make a needless mess, she pressed the palm of her hand against her vagina to stop it. Picking up her clothes with one hand, she went straight to the bathroom.

***

It's been more than a week since their last meeting, but Dr. Varma's interest seemed to have grown based on her eagerness.

"Your scores are impressive," Dr. Varma said with notes on her lap. "I've misjudged you, but I know you're a woman with a powerful spirit."

"What can I say? I love my job."

"You also love your son."

Carolyn stiffened her posture. "Of course. My son is my world. Only now... he's other things to me as well."

"As long as it remains that way, I'll be happy to sign your approval papers. Your suspension should be lifted when the paperwork is filed."

"There's something I have to ask. And I wanted to wait until we were face-to-face. Why did you want my son to fuck me? That was your plan all along. Tell me why."

"Detective Bennett, my job is to ensure..."

"Cut the bullshit. Tell me the truth."

Dr. Varma cleared her throat. "It turns me on like nothing else."

There it was. The burning question that Carolyn had been wondering. Although the answer was so obvious, she needed to hear it spoken out loud. It was necessary for her sanity.

"I can see why it gets you off."

"Regardless, this method works," Dr. Varma replied, as if justifying these actions. "I meant what I said about your mental health. I firmly believe this will be good for you. My research and experience back this up."

Carolyn nodded. "I love that you're secretly a fucking pervert."

"Then shall we continue with weekly meetings?" Dr. Varma asked. "Even though you're back on the job, I still feel it's necessary to monitor your progress."

"You mean monitor how often my son is screwing me?"

The psychologist gave a nervous gulp. "Yes, that's correct."

"Sure, we can do that. I'm interested."

"Can I make another request, Detective Bennett?"

"Sure."

"May I eat your pussy?" Dr. Varma asked with a shy demeanor, as if ashamed by wanting it. "I believe a woman's nectar is the greatest essence of life. In exchange, I want to hear the details of what your son does with you. Reading the email updates from Warren isn't enough. I want your voice."

It was the most perverse thing Carolyn had ever witnessed from another woman. She saw the desperate look in the psychologist's eyes. It was akin to a crack addict on the street, which Carolyn was familiar with when she was a patrol officer.

She unbuttoned her pants and slid them down, along with her panties. Everything was around her ankles. Pussy exposed.

To her astonishment, Dr. Varma put the papers aside in proper fashion, then got down on her knees to crawl. It was pure submission. When the doctor's pretty face and brown lips touched her pussy, it was a beautiful feeling. This was her first lesbian interaction.

Staying true to her word, Carolyn gathered her thoughts.

"My son fucks me every day now. Because of this rating system, I constantly have to change my standards. Believe me, it's a challenge to find new ways to stimulate my son. I'm practically a dirty slut for him."

The psychologist moaned and swirled her tongue deeper. Carolyn's pussy was on fire. How she wished she could cry out loud from the pleasure, but this was the police department of all places.

She continued, "I barely wear my normal clothes anymore. I walk around in lingerie all the time. Sometimes with my breasts out. Sometimes with nothing on my bottom. The sight of mother's tits and cunt delights Warren's eyes. I'm his personal whore. He fucks me whenever he wants. Anywhere he wants. It's a tough gig, really. But it's what I have to do to get my job back. Ironically, my return to normalcy depends on how well I make my son cum."

It appeared those comments made Dr. Varma's eyes roll back; did she have an orgasm from hearing that while eating pussy?

Carolyn was also close to cumming, with the tongue plunging deep and occasionally stroking her clitoris. When the tip of the tongue ran perfect circles around the aching clit, that was enough to do the job.

Her muffled cries filled the room. And only that room. She held the palm of her right hand over her own mouth to ensure that no one could hear this.

When finished, she saw Dr. Varma with desperate eyes and lips that were dripping wet.

"I have another appointment after this," the psychologist said. "Don't worry about me. I'll make myself cum during my lunch break."

"Then I guess I owe you one."

She bent down and gave the woman a kiss on the lips. They tongue swapped then it ended. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, tasting her own cum, Carolyn stood and fixed her pants, making herself presentable in the police department once again.

***

Carolyn usually drained her son's cum in the morning before she left for work. It was an additional part of their routine. After returning to the job and dealing with a backlog of cases, days were long and she always came home tired. At night was when she laid naked on her back, legs spread, and her son would eat her pussy or fuck her. Sometimes both.

But in the mornings, after having a shower and coffee, she'd get on her knees while properly dressed to perform oral for Warren in the kitchen. It was almost meditative, like she had something positive to focus towards. It made her appreciate the orders that Dr. Varma gave them.

Speaking of which, maintaining a satisfactory score was still essential. Because her son was a strict and honest grader, Carolyn needed to earn her score with every suck of her mouth and lick of her tongue. Her son liked different things for oral sex but this time she went slow.

Her lips were wrapped tight around the middle of the shaft as Warren sat back and enjoyed. She sucked on it so very hard. She used the tip of her tongue to attack the underside of the stiff penis; a sensitive pleasure spot that always drove men wild. Occasionally she swirled her tongue around the head of the dick for maximum effect.

When she felt her son's body tense and the cock pulsing in her mouth, she knew it was time. Her cheeks hollowed around the penis. Her face gaunt from the heavy suction, with the shape of her son's erection protruding on each side.

Cum gushed onto her tongue and she kept up her duties. As much as she tried to slurp it all, it was simply too much, and some of the cum seeped from her lips, escaping her oral grip and dripped down her chin.

She swallowed it while making eye contact.

"I need to go to work now," she said, smacking her lips together, gulping it all down. "After what I just did with my mouth, I expect to have earned the right score."

"For that part you got a 9, but don't forget there's a new criteria you're being judged by."

She gave him a sharp look. "I have a briefing in an hour."

"Really? Then you better hurry."

"Who am I to argue with that?" she said, slapping her son on the thigh. "Come on, turn around. We'll have to make this quick."

For the second time in her life, she watched Warren stand and turn around, placing his hands on the dining table, bending over so that his ass was pointed towards her face.

Giving a rimjob had never been part of Carolyn's sexual repertoire, but her ability to remain active on the police force was conditional upon Dr. Varma's update reports. And performing lewd and lascivious sex acts was now an important part of her role as a mother and detective.

She squeezed each of her son's butt cheeks, feeling the full flesh in her hands, then she spread them apart, revealing a little hole. Her son's wet flaccid cock was dangling just below it. This was a sight she'd have to get used to. A sight which turned her on.

Earning a high score meant pushing her tongue all the way inside to make her son feel good. First she used her tongue to stroke up and down the ring of the anus. It felt warm and soft. Her son's body heat was radiant.

Cum and saliva in her mouth was all the lubricant needed for anal entry. She pushed and her tongue went inside the tight hole, making Warren squirm with initial discomfort. Her chin was touching her son's balls and her lips were pressed against her son's flesh. Her tongue went deep and swirled.

She had an epiphany while giving her son a rimming. Yes, she could live with this. This lifestyle was something she could get used to. It gave her life a new purpose aside from her stressful career. She now had an outlet to which she could channel her positive and negative emotions.

Her body was now the key to her mental health. Dr. Varma was correct, she thought, giving a final swirl of her tongue inside the canal. She was going to be her son's dirty whore and that was final.

Pulling her tongue out, she kissed the ring of her son's ass.

The End

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