Incestuous Medicine
Day 6-Sunday September 5
By Charlie Flemming
Copyright 2021 Charlie Flemming
Nancy
I didn't sleep at all. I was up all night with conflicting thoughts. One of those thoughts was how much I enjoyed kissing my son. True, it was obvious that he didn't have any experience at all with women, but I think we were both so overcome with passion in the moment that it didn't matter as every touch and motion just sent shivers down my spine.
I got angry and kicked him out but really I was only angry with myself. I knew that what Pam told me yesterday was true, it really wasn't Rob's fault that he has this condition. True, it was kind of his fault for kissing me, but it was like he told me yesterday, as soon as something made him horny enough, he lost all control. Of course, that seemed to be the same with me as well lately...
As the sun came up in the morning, I thought about calling Pam again, but I was still mad at her for leaving me on speaker so my whole family could hear my confession. One of the other thoughts I had while I was awake all night was what was I going to tell everyone when they came back from their vacation on Tuesday? I hoped it was "everything is back to normal now," because the appointment with Dr. Xania tomorrow will clear everything up. I was really hoping she had some way to cure my son of his condition. If only because it would make it less likely for me to see him as a sexual object if he didn't have a hard dick and needed to cum every day like he did now.
I got up and made coffee. It was still too early to wake Rob up and unlike yesterday where I was just trying to get it out of the way, I was dreading asking him to give his semen sample. I watched television in the living room for a couple hours until it was early enough that I could call Xania.
She answered on the first ring, "Hi Nancy." She said not sounding like a total bitch for once, "Is everything okay with Rob?"
"Um, yes," I told her, "but I was wondering if it would be alright if we didn't collect his sample for today."
Xania was quiet for a moment, but when she came back she sounded snippy like she usually does while talking to me, "No, Nancy, we need a sample for every day so we have an accurate range at how much semen your son is producing. I'm sorry but it's imperative we have a sample for every day of this week. Otherwise we will more than likely have to do it all again next week to get the correct sample size." She said this very professionally, so much so that I didn't even question that this was anything but legitimate information. Except that it also made me feel trapped, like there was no way out all of a sudden.
"Okay, thank you Xania." I said before hanging up, feeling defeated. I decided it was early enough to do that now.
Rob
Mom shook me and I was instantly awake. I think I was unconsciously preparing for her to wake me up but I wasn't groggy in the slightest, "Mom," I said immediately, "I'm so sorry about what happened yesterday. I really don't know what came over me and I-"
"No, it's okay," Mom said as she sat on my bed and put her hand in mine comfortingly, "I know this is all very hard for you and you can't always help, um, doing things like that. I just want you to know that I understand, but I also want you to know that we can never,
ever
do that again." She smiled warmly, "Now, come on, let's get your last sample before the doctor's appointment tomorrow. Hopefully, this will be the last time we need to. I'm sure that Xania will give us some good news and our lives will go back to normal."
I was kind of disappointed about that but I wasn't entirely sure why at that point. As we walked to Mom's bathroom, I got in the bathtub with the cup and Mom waited in her room. I thought about it.
Well,
I thought,
if life goes back to normal then Mom and I would stop being attracted to each other. And she would go back to being so afraid of sex she berates me for having a porno mag and makes me burn it. And I'll just play video games in my room until the day I die... Yeah, I don't want to return to that but I guess it's better than all this weird tension with Mom.
Still, the thought of everything just going back to the way things were was really making me kind of depressed. I wasn't thinking at all about masturbating.
Nancy
It was a very long time and Rob still hadn't finished, I knocked on the door and called out, "Is everything okay?"
"Um," I heard him say back, "I dunno. I just don't have the right motivation or something."
I hadn't gotten any sleep, which is what I blame on the fact that I then said, "Do you need help?"
Rob was silent for a moment. I thought for half a second that maybe my question made him slip in the tub and crack his skull open. That was long enough silence for me to enter the bathroom and then gasp when I saw Rob completely naked in my tub. His cock was soft but still plenty intimidating as it hung down, like some elephant's trunk, between his legs.
When he saw me his cock immediately started to get hard. Something in me, I think it was my lack of sleep combined with being as horny as I had been for what seemed like years at that point but was only a few days. But I started to undress myself, "You need help." I said, partly to Rob but mostly to myself, "It's Mommy's duty to help you." I removed my ugly shirt and frantically started removing my pants as well. It was like I couldn't take them off fast enough, "So please, look at my body and jerk your hard cock! You need to cum for Mommy!" my sweatpants and panties were off in one swoop and finally I was taking off my bra. I guess it's weird that I was taking that off last, but I was too horny to care about the order I was displaying my body to my son.
I looked up and smiled when I saw he was stroking himself looking at my lustful body. I grabbed my tits and held them up for him, giving him a good look at my hard nipples and full areolas. I started to pinch my nipples, whimpering out soft moans as I watched my son stroke his huge cock in both hands.
I pinched my nipples again with both hands and my pussy convulsed, "Oh god!" I moaned out as I felt myself starting to cum, "It's too much! It's always too much with you son!" I fell to my knees, I felt my pussy squirting juices in copious amounts all over the floor below me, I was cumming so hard I was actually squirting! I don't think I'd ever done that before!
Rob started cumming too, but there was a problem, since I came in the room he had turned to face me instead of the cup on the tub's floor in front of him, and I had slowly been walking towards him so his cock was pointing straight at my face as I kneeled on the ground in front of him. He moaned and started cumming all over my face
and I loved every second of it!
But something else happened that I was really surprised by, I opened my mouth and inched closer to Rob's spasming dick so that he was cumming directly into my oral cavity. I swallowed, closing my mouth as I did so and cum splattered all over my lips and the rest of my face as it dripped down onto my ample chest. I opened my mouth for the next load, and got splattered again while I swallowed. I didn't care though, I loved my son's sperm. Both the taste and the feel of it clinging to my body! I was becoming a total cumslut and loving it!
But, once my son and I both stopped cumming, I suddenly realized all at once what had just happened. I looked up at him through the cummy mess on my face, "I think you should leave now." I said meekly as he practically ran out of the room naked, forgetting his clothes on the floor.
I stood up and felt like I was walking in a dream as I turned on the shower and started washing my son's cum off my body. I felt like I'd just eaten 3 full steaks, I had swallowed so much of his copious sperm. I was feeling very light headed, and still very horny even though I just had a tremendous orgasm. Part of me wanted to leave the house and never come back. Another part of me wanted to call Rob back into the shower to see if he could cum again so quickly after such an enormous load. And another part wanted what I did after my shower, and that was climb into bed and fall asleep. I slept better than angels do on clouds...
Rob