Chapter 5

Dr. Prinz sat quietly with a brandy in his hand. His final patient of the day had been an uninteresting dowager of late middle age. Her problem was no different than many others Prinz had listened to during his years as a psychoanalyst--just a bit more pressing. She was suffering from sexual deprivation and she had been a difficult subject to program through hypnosis. But today, she had fallen into a deep hypnotic trance and had related to Prinz, her burning desire for sexual release. Even under hypnosis, the woman had refused to masturbate, and Prinz felt himself at an impasse with the woman as the tears streamed down her face and she choked out the deeply ingrained taboos against self-gratification. She sincerely believed these taboos valid and her fears had led her to a state of remorse simply because she had considered the act.

Prinz chuckled as he recalled her reaction to his suggestion that she find herself a lover. She had stared blankly at the ceiling for a long moment, then asked, "You wouldn't mind, Daddy?" The transference had slipped by him, but as he realized the woman's inhibitions were being controlled by a long-dead father, he had stood up and walked to stand beside the couch.

"Lift your dress so Daddy can see..." he told her softly.

The woman obeyed and displayed her lower body encased in its feminine trappings. Sitting beside her, he caressed her panty-clad pubic mound. He felt the dampness and the warmth of her pussy as she squirmed lightly at his touch. She was panting as he concluded his role as her father with: "Find yourself a young man--pay him if necessary, but have sex with him..." Then he went on to tell her where she might find herself a younger man.

Reflecting on the older woman, Prinz recalled a strange stirring in his own loins as he had caressed her pussy--and again, his mother's face flashed before his mind's eye. Sipping his brandy, Prinz submitted to his recall of the hot Sunday afternoon so long ago...

His sister, Glenda lay back on the recliner in the den of their home. He looked at her and felt that sudden excitement course through his sixteen-year-old body as he realized Glenda was in one of her moods.

"God, but it's hot!" she exclaimed as she saw her brother enter the room.

"We could go for a swim," he suggested and licked his lips as his sister opened her blouse to the waist. His heart skipped a beat as he saw she was naked beneath the thin top. He looked over his shoulder apprehensively and swallowed as he walked closer to her. "Ahh... Mom's gonna be home any time, Glenda."

Glenda smiled seductively and brushed her long red hair from her cheek as she massaged her full tits. "Scared?" she asked as she glanced at the bulge of her brother's pants.

"I... I'm not scared," he said in a faltering tone as he moved closer to his sister.

Smiling, she reached out to fondle his growing erection through the material of his pants. She wet her lips and asked, "Would you like me to suck you off, Aurry?"

"But... what if mom comes home--you know, while we're doing it?"

"We'll be able to hear her coming, silly..." Glenda told him and guided his hand to her naked tit. As his hand closed about the warm flesh of her breast, she pulled down on his zipper. Reaching inside his pants, the older girl took hold of his throbbing prick and pulled it out. "Ohhh... it's nice and hard," she told him and leaned forward to kiss the distended head.

As his sister's mouth came in contact with his pulsing prick, Aurry shuddered and squeezed the soft flesh of her titty. The excitement rose in his belly as he looked down to see her unbuttoning her brief shorts. As she pulled them off to expose the dark-red bush above her cunt, he sucked his breath sharply.

Spreading her legs lewdly, Glenda looked up at her younger brother and smiled apprehensively. "Will you kiss mine a little bit?"

Again, Aurry glanced over his shoulder. The house was quiet and though he knew his mother was due home at any moment, he could not resist the desire to have sex with his beautiful sister. Shedding his trousers and shirt, Aurry sank to his knees before his sister's widespread legs.

Glenda watched in fascination as her brother ran his hands up her thighs and spread the lips of her pussy. She shuddered lightly as his fingertip came in contact with her clit and she lifted her hips slightly to allow him better access to her pussy.

"Ummm... feels good... so good," she whimpered as he lowered his head and began kissing her soft inner thighs. "Yes... yes, Aurry... kiss my pussy... lick it for me. God, how good it is!"

On his knees, Aurry buried his face between his sister's legs and began licking the lips of her cunt slowly. He knew she liked him to be gentle and as his tongue came in contact with the moist flesh of her cunt, he inhaled deeply. Slowly, he shoved his tongue into her pussy as his lips nibbled softly about her seething flesh.

"Ughhhn... yesssss!" Glenda cried as her brother sucked her cunt. She longed to have his prick in her mouth, but she could not bring herself to change their position. His tongue was driving her wild and as she lifted her hips to his mouth, she took hold of the back of his head to press it against her lusting young body. "Suck me! Eat my pussy, you little pussyeater! Ughhhnn... ohhhh... God, Aurry... yesssss!" she cried loudly and wrapped her legs about his neck.

Aurry was lost in the depth of the act and he knew that as soon as she had come. Glenda would take his throbbing prick into her soft mouth and let him come there. Then, he felt his sister stiffen and the sound of her breathing became ragged as he tongued and sucked her laviciously. Again she cried out and her fingers were digging into his scalp as she hunched her body to his mouth-- then he heard her soft voice cry out in a different tone.

"Oh, no..."

Aurry sensed the stiffening of his sister's body was somehow different, but he did not realize why until he heard his mother's voice.

"Good God in heaven!"

A cold fear shot through his young body as he lifted his face and turned to find his mother standing in the doorway of the den. Her face was white and her mouth open wide in shock. She looked at the equally shocked faces of her two children and shook her head slowly as Glenda disengaged herself from her brother.

Aurry's mind recoiled at the thought of being caught in the act of having sex with his sister, and as he hastened to pull on his own clothing, he saw the tears well up in his mother's eyes. Nothing further was said as Glenda pulled on her clothing and rushed from the room to leave Aurry alone with his mother.

The two stood quietly as the front door of the house opened, then slammed loudly. They listened as the sound of Glenda's car came to them as she raced out of the driveway.

"I... I'm sorry, mother..." Aurry attempted.

Again, his mother shook her head as the tears streamed down her face and she looked on her sixteen-year-old son as though he was a stranger. Slowly, she turned and left the room. Aurry followed her to the doorway of the den and watched as she climbed tiredly up the stairs and entered her room without looking back.

Aurry was confused. He had fully expected his mother to fly into a rage, but her subdued reaction at finding her two children engaged in an act of sex left him totally without understanding. Since his father's death five years before, she had acted as both mother and father to him and his sister, and since Glenda had come of age, she had relinquished more and more of her parental attitude toward them both. Still, they deferred to her in most matters, for they both understood the responsibility she bore for them.

Later that evening, Glenda returned for a short time and Aurry heard her packing. He was tempted to go to her room and plead with her not to go, but he knew it was hopeless. He listened as his sister closed her door finally, then the sound of her car came to him again. Alone in his darkened room, he thought of his mother, alone in her room. A great love for her welled up in his chest and he could not hold back the tears when they finally came.

He was lying on his bed sobbing, when he heard the door of his room open and his mother came in. She sat beside him on the bed and Aurry turned to bury his face in her lap as she spoke to him in soothing tones. They sat like that for a long time it seemed, and suddenly Aurry became aware of his mother's body pressed against his. She was wearing a thin peignoir and he could feel the soft outlines of her body beneath.

When his sobbing had finally subsided, he lifted his head and found it pressed against her soft breast as her arms went about him. "It's going to be all right, Aurry," she told him and stroked his head. "I understand... it's just that I was so shocked to find you and Glenda like... like that."

"I... I'm sorry, mother... so sorry!" he cried and hugged her strongly.

She sighed deeply and shook her head. "Well, I'm sorry your sister left without talking to me. I'm not angry..." she laughed a bit nervously, "after all, the stork didn't bring you, you know."

Aurry laughed a little and it released the tension he was feeling. His mother's body was soft and voluptuous and he had engaged in numerous fantasies about her. He sniffed loudly as she returned his hug and he was filled with an even greater love for her than before. The soft fragrance of her perfume filled his nostrils and for a brief moment, he engaged in the fantasy of lifting the hem of her gown and touching her soft body.

"Aurry..." his mother said softly, "Have you and Glenda been doing these things for some time?"

He felt his face burn and he was thankful the room was dark. He nodded his head and felt the full rise of her breast against her cheek.

"Have you... have you had intercourse with your sister?"

Again he nodded and his cheek brushed the nipple of her tit. He was surprised to find it stiff against the filmy material of her gown and he held her tightly for a long moment.

"Ahhh... have you ever done it with another girl?" she asked, her breathing shallow and her voice low.

"No... just with Glenda," he replied honestly.

"But you would if you had the chance, wouldn't you?" she asked apprehensively.

"I... I suppose so..." he told her tightly and wondered why she was questioning him so. He felt her hand on his hip and he squirmed lightly against her as he felt his prick twitch inside his trousers.

"Oh, Aurry..." she sighed, "I've missed your father so... I... I've never had another man... not once. Do you understand?"

Aurry felt a deep thrill go through his being as his mother spoke about her own sex life; he understood, but at the same time, he wondered why she had chosen that particular time to broach the subject.

"I guess everyone needs sex, mother..." he replied in a low voice as her hand tightened on his thigh.

His mother sighed deeply. She looked at her son in the dim light of the bedroom, and as he snuggled to her warmly, she moved her right hand over the bulge in his trousers.

Aurry stiffened as he felt his mother's hand on his prick. His first feeling was one of fear, then excitement filled his body as her hand began stroking the outline of his prick. He swallowed thickly as the ache in his loins became greater and her boldness increased. Cautiously, he moved his hand from her hip, up her side until he felt the soft bulge of her tit with his thumb. Neither of them spoke as their hearts beat as one and his mother's breathing became louder.

Finally, she moaned lowly and fumbled to pull down the zipper of his pants, As she did, Aurry let his hand move up to cup her full breast. The feeling of her warm flesh beneath his palm sent thrills of pleasure coursing through his young body. As her hand closed around his throbbing erection, Aurry's mother lowered her head and kissed him fully on the mouth.

The touch of her soft lips sent his head reeling and as her tongue probed his mouth gently, Aurry slipped his hand inside her robe to cup her tit fully. He felt her stiff nipple against his palm and he thrilled as he realized she was actually allowing him to do this with her. Sucking on her tongue as Glenda had taught him to do, he released the tie of her robe and began running his hand over her naked body.

Pamela Prinz moaned lowly as her son's hand explored her body. She wrapped her fingers about his man-sized prick and began a slow up-and-down motion as his mouth took in her hot tongue. She felt her heart beating rapidly in her chest and her passions rose as she recalled the sight of her son with his head between his sister's legs.

As their mouths parted, she sobbed, then asked him, "Can... can you forgive me, Aurry... can you forgive your mother?"

He swallowed thickly and looked up at her; in the dim light, she looked much younger than her thirty-eight years, and he was taken with her seeming beauty. "If... if you can forgive me... for what happened with Glenda..." he replied stiffly.

"Oh, Aurry!" She cried and held him to her, "There's nothing to forgive!"

Again, he kissed her and as their mouths met, he lay back with her as her hand continued playing with his aching prick. Slowly, Pamela shrugged out of her thin gown to reveal her glowing body to her son. Aurry sat up momentarily to shed his own clothing. When he lay back with her, their arms and legs entwined, and mother and son knew the warmth of each other's naked bodies in complete abandonment.

Aurry ran his hand down the smooth swell of his mother's stomach as he licked a turgid nipple. He touched her thick growth of pubic hair and felt her shudder lightly. As his fingers explored lower, she opened her legs and arched slightly to his hand. Slowly, he parted the folds of flesh and found his mother's pussy warm and wet.

"Oh, yes! Yesssss!" she moaned as she felt her son's fingers enter her hungry body. Moving her hand over his, she forced his fingers deep inside her as she ran her hand up and down the pulsing length of his prick. She squirmed at his touch and again the sight of him sucking his sister's pussy came to her. She had never enjoyed that with a man before and she wondered what it might be like.

Almost as if he had been reading her thoughts, the boy lowered his mouth from her tit to lick her navel. He sensed a certain desire in her as he moved his mouth lower and lower, and as he reached her pubic mound, she raised her hips almost off the bed. Quickly, Aurry changed position and lay down beside his mother. He lowered his head over her cunt and inhaled deeply of her feminine fragrance. The odor sent his head spinning again and he buried his face in her crotch as her body shook with emotion.

The moment her son's mouth came in contact with her seething pussy, Pamela orgasmed. She sucked her breath sharply and arched her back as she felt his tongue probe for her throbbing clit. She gasped and her body stiffened as the warmth of his mouth sent spasm after spasm through her aching body.

"Ughhhnnn... Ohhhhh... God, Aurry... yesssss!" she cried. "Ohhhh, God... how good... how good!"

Aurry tongued his mother's cunt furiously as he felt her grope for his prick. Then, it was in her mouth and he shoved forward with his hips. The warmth of her lips and tongue took his breath, and as he felt his swollen cock sucked into that wet place, he too shuddered as his juices boiled up. Never in his wildest fantasy had he ever imagined he would be doing anything like this to his own mother. Now, he was actually eating her pussy while she licked and sucked his prick!

"Ummmfff... uming... uming..." he gasped.

Pamela felt her son's prick twitch violently in her mouth and she wrapped her arms about his body to pull him to her. She forced his prick into her throat, then drew back until only the head remained. Licking the underside of the sensitive head, she heard him groan again and try to thrust forward. Then, his prick erupted to send spurt after boiling spurt of sticky white cum into her sucking mouth.

Aurry's body stiffened as he orgasmed with his head buried between his mother's legs. He felt her shudder too as his prick jerked strongly in her mouth. His juices boiled forth to be swallowed and he felt his own face wet with her feminine juices.

Pamela felt her mouth filled with her son's cum and she swallowed time and time again as his prick jerked spasmodically. Sucking him to completion left her filled with a sense of well- being, and she realized that her days of sexual deprivation were at an end. If only she had stopped Glenda from leaving, how happy she could have been sharing sex with both her children. And as the thought struck her, she realized fully what she was thinking about- -incest! How often she had looked upon her son and wondered what it would be like to have sex with him--now, the actuality of that very thing numbed her.

Lying there gasping for breath, his face against his mother's soft stomach, Aurry felt his prick slip from his mother's mouth. He heard her sob softly, then her chest heaved as she began crying. Slowly, he turned until he lay beside her, her head cradled on his shoulder.