What Would You Have Done?

Her right hand reached over to stroke my thigh. My left hand reached into her jacket; I touched her body. My hand caressed her and sought her waist. Finding the bottom of her Free Brand tee shirt, my hand slid underneath it. My hand touched the warm, bare skin of a goddess. Her skin was the deliciously perfect mix of softness over a firm frame. My hand reached up and palmed her breast; as I did, Mom bit my tongue and pulled it to her. Her hand worked its way under my shirt. She was teasingly tickling my soft belly hair. I groaned in desire. I moaned with passion. I growled with lust.

"Let's get inside," Sjöfn, the Norse Goddess of Love commanded.

I obeyed, chasing her delightful form up the walkway and through the front door. I closed the front door and turned, Stephania was on me. She wrapped her arms around my neck. Pulling herself up, onto, into my body, Mom uninhibitedly kissed me with unbridled lust. She crushed me against the door. Suffocating never felt better. I sought a place for my hands, and they instinctually found her ass-checks. Holding my goddess' ass, feeling her butt beneath her slick leather was beyond belief. Lifting her body, my mother seemed to merge deeper into myself. Her tongue searched my mouth, flooding me with longing.

I felt her squirm in my gasp, and I let Steph down. Into my ear she whispered, "There's something I gotta do."

Mom's hands released their embrace of my neck. They found the bottom of my T-shirt, pushing it up. I pulled it over my head. She ran her hands over my chest and stomach. Looking at me she intoned, "I want you."

Keeping eye contact with me, she knelt down before her King. Staring at me, she expertly unbuckled my jeans. In an instant, my jeans and boxers were around my ankles. My cock sprang free.

Looking up at me, Steph twirled her tongue around her mouth and took hold of my cock. She started by was licking the underside of my shaft. My knees almost buckled to feel my Mom's tongue on my cock. She dragged her tongue along my rod. To aid my balance, I grabbed a handful of her luscious raven locks.

Looking at her work, Mom's focus shifted to what was before her. Her head and body gracefully danced as she licked every inch of my cock. I was startled when her free hand took hold of my sac; but as she gently scratched my balls, I relaxed.

I couldn't help but look at the spot in the foyer 20 days ago I had landed upon. Then my eyes lifted up to look at the spot I took flight. I noticed not only had the banisters to the upstairs balcony been repaired, they had been replaced with modern glass panels that continued down the staircase. As my mother sucked my cock, my wandering mind was the only thing preventing me from cumming in nothing flat.

Looking down at Stephania's head and her tongue making love to my cock, I thought, 'Yeah father, this is your wife, my Mom, sucking my dick. Now, she's my girl!'

She took my helmet into her mouth. To feel her lips on my cock was too much. Taking a tighter hold of her hair, I called out, "Oh god Steph, I'm gonna cum!"

Steph just tightened her lips on my rod. This was all I needed. I came with gusto. I hadn't jerked off for 4 days planning to deposit a massive load in her womb. I felt my first shot fire, followed rapidly by three more, a pause, two more and then a lava flow of cum. At first, Mom was able to handle my explosion but soon she was choking on my cum, and gagging on my cock.

My climax complete, drained, I collapsed against the door; Mom put a hand against my hip and coughing, struggled for air. Finally her coughing subsided, wiping her face with her forearm, she laughed,

"God Brand, you almost drowned me."

CHAPTER XIV

Reaching down, I helped her to her feet again. Kissing her on the lips, I brought my hand up and wiped away some of the tears her coughing caused. "I love you, Mom. I love you, Stephania."

Laying a hand on my cheek, she said, "I know." She leaned against me and we just held each other, until she ordered, "Okay, now go take your shower."

Previously I spoke of how I wanted to take an actual hot shower when I got home. Besides finally enjoying a hot shower instead of those lukewarm ones, I wanted to wash away the whole yucky jail thing.

Having expended myself downstairs, I just simply took as hot a shower as I could handle. I only got out when the water began to cool. As I dried myself off, I looked at myself in the mirror. I grabbed the shaving cream and foamed up my face, more for the pleasure of shaving with a real razor and not those cheap Bic razors. I never before realized what a pleasure shaving could be. After rubbing on some aftershave lotion, I wrapped the towel around my waist and left the bathroom.

In the hallway, a sultry Stephania waited for me. Wrapped in a voluminous robe, she offered, "Which room would like to retire to?"

I thought about it. The idea of taking Mom in my room, on my bed would be awesome, something I would never forget. All my previous fantasies involved us making love on my bed, us joining together, uniting under my sheets. However, the idea of taking my mother in her bedroom had its merits. The last time I was in Mom's bedroom was to beat the shit out of my father. The next time would be to bed my mother. My victory would be complete. I would be Oedipus. I would be Rex, The King.

I took her hand and led her to OUR room. Entering, we embraced and kissed. She removed my towel, and I removed the robe that hid her from me. Taking a step back, I drank in her beauty. As I savored her beauty, Stephania proudly modelled. She put her hands on her sides and cocked a hip. Her neck was smooth and graceful; her softly rounded shoulders led to thin but firm arms, you could just see the hint of muscle development.

My Queen's chest was ideal, her breasts were beautiful gentle hills, her pale pink nipples stood out on her milk white skin. Her stomach had a soft form that lead to the exquisite swell of her hips. Between her hips was a smooth hairless grove, a sweeping V that led to the puffiness of her pubic mound. Mom's legs were gracefully powerful; they were long and thick with soft curves from years of swimming.

"Do you like?" Steph asked as she preened before me. Speechless, I could only nod my head in approval. I burned to touch her.

She reached out; taking my hand, she led me to our bed. Standing by the edge, she sat down. Then she scooched back across the lacy white quilt and pulled me over her. I climbed above her, my naked body over my mother's nude physique. Even after everything that had already occurred, lying atop my Mom about to make love to her was hard to believe.

By arching my back, I lifted my head up and gazed down upon Stephania. With a look of adoration, she smiled back at me. She grabbed my head and pulled me to her lips. We kissed and our hands explored each other's bodies. Breaking our kiss, I kissed Steph on the forehead. I kissed her on the nose. I kissed her on the chin.

Mom emitted a pleasurable sound. It was a mix of a giggle and a sigh of lust as my tongue snaked out. Starting at the tip of her chin, my tongue traced a line down the underside of her chin then along her throat. Pausing at the hollow at the base of her neck, I kissed her.

"Oh Brand, that's good," she purred. Shifting my body so I was to the side of her, my tongue wandered through the shallow valley of her breasts.

"Oh, my love... oh, please," she beseeched. I brought my left hand up to cup her right breast as my mouth treasured her left mound. I licked circles around her tit. Starting at the base, I swirled my way around, making loop after loop.

"Oh...my..." Mom yearned. Taking her nipple into my mouth, I sucked on her tit. My tongue loving her nipple, my left hand began its journey south. With just the tip of my middle finger, I traced a line down Mom's middle.

"Oh, god, oh my god," Mom whined. I twirled around the rim of her belly button. Not able to wait any longer, Steph grabbed my hand and placed it upon her pubic mound.

"Do me!" my mother commanded.

With the flat of three fingers, I stroked her outer, puffy pussy lips. I could feel the wet heat from her pussy. I could feel how slick she was. It was miraculous. My middle finger slipped within her folds.

"Oh that's it my love," she whimpered. I stroked her again, "like that... oh finger me, stick your finger in me," she begged. I slid my middle finger deeper into her wet pussy.

"Deeper, please, oh, please," Steph pleaded. I cupped my palm to allow me to shove my finger as deep as possible. Pushing hard, at the very top of I felt something on the tip of my finger.

"Aah... aah... aaah," Mom panted. Reaching deep inside her, I could feel a change in texture inside Mom's pussy walls. Every time I touched it, Mom would cry with lust.

"That's it... keep doing that," she enjoined. I shifted my body, releasing my lip-lock on Mom's left tit to focus my attention on my find. Mom brought her knees up and spread her legs wide to allow me better entry.

"That's it, that's it, that's it... oh god... oh yes," she cried out. I began shaking my hand left an' right, while curling my finger. With my hand cupped, my thumb rubbed her clit and my middle finger stroked her G-spot.

"Kiss me," she demanded. Rising up onto her elbows, Mom crashed her lips against mine.

"Oh my love... finger me, finger me," Steph hungrily demanded. She kissed me again. Her tongue was a mighty snake seeking its way down my throat. I was choking and my hand shook furiously. I was suffocating, yet still my finger pulsed. I was dying; my last mission was to keep my hand in motion. Then Mom's tongue withdrew from my mouth.

"Ah, ah, aah, aaah, aaaaaa..." She moaned. Then a clear, silvery fluid sprang out from her pussy. It arched in a rainbow to land about a foot away. I was shocked. I was stunned. I was in love. Mom kissed my open mouth; and in my disbelief, I couldn't return her kiss. It was maybe thirty droplets, but my mother had just squirted!

"I hope I didn't just gross you out," Steph protectively said.

"I have never seen anything more beautiful. I love you," I said in a dazed voice. Stephania kissed me and this time I returned her kiss.

"You haven't seen anything yet," Mom warned.

"Now, are you ready to fuck your mother?"

For an answer, I just kissed her and mounted my vixen. We kissed and began to grind our bodies against each other's. Her smooth, soft body conformed perfectly to mine, as if we were two pieces of a puzzle fitting together perfectly. I felt her hand reach between us. Lifting my hips, I let her take hold of my cock. Feeling her hold my cock and gently tug on it, I silently gave thanks for my mother's blowjob earlier; I would've cum at this moment otherwise.

Mom guided me back to the place I had come from, the place I belonged. As the head of my cock made contact with her pussy, I knew what love truly was. I slowly entered her. The sensations I experienced were earth shattering. My mother's pussy was warm, wet, soft, tight yet a perfect fit. Her womb welcomed me as if waiting my whole life for me to return to her.

As the hilt of my cock slammed into her pussy, Mom sighed, "Oh Brand, I love you so much."

She began to lick and nibble on my earlobe. Without withdrawing, I began rocking against her. Gentle thrusts and our bodies swayed in motion. Slowly I started to withdraw from her pussy before thrusting back in.

"That's it Brand, make me yours," Mom cheered me on as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She held on to me as I continuously rode my cock in an' out of her pussy.

"Oh God, Brand... Oh yes,"

"Oh God, yes... I've waited so long for this,"

"Oh fuck me!" Steph joyfully shouted.

I got my knees under me and was able thrust even more forcefully. Mom responded by wrapping her legs around my waist. Never before had a woman wrapped her legs around me. To feel my Mom's silky yet powerful legs holding me tight, enflamed my fervor.

"Fuck me, my lover," Steph shouted.

"Fuck me, my son," my Mom screamed.

"Fuck me, meu amor," Stephania sang.

"Oh God, you're so good to me,

"Oh babe, I love you. Eu te amo," Mom called out. I slowed my thrusting to catch my breath and she kissed me.

"Why did I wait so long?" she asked. I had no answer for her. So, I continued my motion, settling in to a steady powerful rhythm.

"Fuck yes, oh, fuck yes... my son, my love, my man."

I needed to change positions. Her hanging on my neck was starting to hurt. Pressing her against the bed, I grabbed her arms freeing me from their grip. Withdrawing from her, I sat upright. I took her legs into my hands and V'ed them up an' out. Her ass was resting on my thighs, my cock rubbed against her pussy. I glided along her outer lips, loving the slickness.

Mom took hold of my cock and guided me back inside her.

From this position, I was able to see the most beautiful sight a son can imagine. I watched as my cock slid in an' out my Mom's bare, beautiful, loving pussy. Delightfully, I watched as she selfishly pinched her nipples. I watched as she pleasured herself. She licked her hand and began rubbing her pussy while my cock continued to slide in an' out of her. I watched as she focused on her clit, rubbing it in circles, and still I thrust.

"Oh God Brand, that's it," Steph cheered me on.

"Oh god yes, keep fucking your Mom like that, you're gonna make me cum. Make your Mom cum,"

"Oh God, make me cum, make your Mom cum," she thundered.

"Oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, my son, fuck your Mom good. Eu te amo!" she lustfully howled.

I watched as her body became flush, I watched as her hand became a blur; then stopped. Her eyes stared at the ceiling, she became silent, her pussy spasmed upon my cock and I felt a wash of warmth run through us.

"Come here, my man." Stephania called to me. Releasing her legs, I climbed onto her. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply. I kissed her. She kissed me.

"Oh, Brand that was incredible. I haven't cum during sex in so long," she kissed me.

"Thank you. I love you," Stephania pledged to me.

CHAPTER XV

"Now roll over, it's my turn to drive." Mom instructed.

I rolled onto my back. Reaching behind my head, I adjusted a pillow for comfort and so I could watch the eagerly anticipated show better. As always, my Mom continued to surprise me. Instead of straddling me or something predictable like that, she turned onto her side. Reaching over she took hold of my hard cock. She started jerking my slick with her pussy juice cock saying, "What a wonderful toy this is, better than any of my others."

Lowering her head, she took me into her mouth; any softness I may have had disappeared. In fact, I was so hard my cock ached.

"Oh god, Steph," I whined.

She began her licking and I was in disbelief. I thought only porn stars did this while changing positions, but here was my Mom licking her juices off my cock!

"Oh god Mom, you are incredible.

"Oh god, that feels so good," I groaned.

"If you like that, you'll love this." Steph wantonly warned.

Holding my cock upright, she straddled my hips with her feet alongside my body. Squatting down just enough for my crown to penetrate her, she stopped. Reaching forward, she grabbed hold of the iron loops of the headboard. Hovering over me, she looked down at her son.

Gazing up at her bewitching eyes, I felt something moving on my helmet, almost caressing it, stroking it. Yet Mom's body hadn't moved. She held herself suspended over my cock, and charges raced down from the tip of my cock, through my spine to detonate in my skull.

"Oh... Oh... Oh god," I cried with depraved delight at my mother's sexual prowess.

"Do you like that?" she sinfully asked. The only answer I could give was to grab her, to force her fully onto my cock. She resisted, so I thrust upwards, burying myself into her.

"That's cheating!" Mom laughed and thumped down on my hips, driving my ass back onto the bed. However, I had won. My cock was buried deep within her pussy! As she sat on my rod, unseen forces were at work on my cock inside her pussy. It was amazing. Her body motionless, her pussy danced upon my cock and I was stupefied.

"Oh god... Oh my... how do you... do that?" I wondered. Her carnal knowledge was astounding.

"I have so many things to show you, my love. Now hold on as Mom fucks you good."

And she made good on her word. Starting slowly, Mom began bouncing on my pogo stick. I watched as her body bounced up an' down. Her chest hovered above my eyes. Mesmerized, I watched her breasts shake with her motion. Looking down, I could see my cock disappearing and reappearing from her pussy. I could see the muscles in her thighs flexing. I could hear her breathing and grunts of exertion.

Releasing her hips, I reached around and took hold of her ass-cheeks. They fit perfectly in my hands, as if molded for them.

"Oh god Steph," I called. She bounced joyfully upon my cock.

"Oh... oh... god...

"Oh... Mom... you," I struggled to say. My mind was spinning, I couldn't think, my cock was inflamed. To hold on, I squeezed her ass tighter.

"That's it, grab my ass," Steph shouted. She shifted to where she knelt over me, resting on her knees leaning her body over mine.

"Spank me, spank me," she ordered. My brain screamed, Huh? What? but my body responded. I lightly slapped her ass-cheek.

"Spank me, you bastard," she growled.

"Spank me for fucking my son!" Mom demanded.

This time I did, producing a thunderclap as my cupped hand slapped her meaty buttocks.

"That's it spank me, you motherfucker." WHACK!

"Spank my ass, my love." SMACK!

"Spank my ass, Brand me as yours." WHAP!! I spanked her so hard even my hand stung.

She furiously fucked her son and I spanked her ass for doing so.

Savagely she slammed herself upon her son's cock and I spanked her ass for doing so.

As she pummeled her pussy onto my cock, her ass sported throbbing red Brands.

I felt my balls constrict. I knew I was gonna cum. I grabbed Mom's hips, and forced her down, burying my cock inside her pussy.

"Are you ready to take my seed?" Before she could answer, I fired my load into her pussy. My cock spasmed until I was empty.

Finished, Steph kinda collapsed onto me. She sat there on my hips for a few more moments, my cock still inside her. I watched as my cum started to ooze out of my mother's pussy, dribbling along my cock.

After she caught her breath, Steph climbed off her personal rocket ship. Unashamed at her nudity, my Mom curled up next to me. Grabbing my arm possessively, she tucked my arm behind her head. She pressed her hot body to mine.

Together, we blissfully enjoyed our close incestuous bond. Mom rolled onto her side and draped an arm across my chest. Looking up at me, she asked, "So what do you think?"

"You're right Steph, this new mattress is wonderful." With a laugh, Mom punched me in the ribs.

CHAPTER XVI

Today is the first day of the rest of our lives. For Stephania and I, our lives were forever changed. While I would discover that Steph had a big ole Can of Crazy, she always kept things interesting and exciting.

Inspired and motivated, we created the Free Brand Clothing Co. At first, we had modest success selling various styles of Free Brand tee shirts. Still, in those early days, it was fun watching Stephania model and preen before the camera.

When we released our Free Brand jeans, our company exploded. That black an' white photo of a topless Stephania; her wearing our jeans with her back to the camera turning to face it, would become iconic.

To see a fifty-foot tall Stephania as a billboard in Times Square was unbelievable and monumental.

Today, there is at least one pair of Free Brand jeans in every woman's closet.

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So again, I ask, What Would You Have Done?