"Scott, Sissy, I'm home," their mother called.

Scott saved his game and said, "Hi Mom! It's just you and me, Sissy's sleeping over at Emily's house, remember? She said you told her it was OK." He shut down his game system, and watched as his mother plopped gracelessly onto the couch.

"It's a school night, I never would have--Oh. Is it Friday already?" she asked. "The hospital was crazy today, I'm so tired I can't even think straight! At least I don't have to work tomorrow." She kicked off her shoes and put her feet up on the couch, then said, "Scott, would you be a dear and bring me a glass of wine? Maybe it will help me unwind a bit."

"Sure, Mom," he acknowledged. He went to the kitchen, and returned with the bottle of red wine and a glass. Setting the wine glass down on the coffee table, he filled it almost to the brim, and set the bottle next to it. "Here you go, Mom," Scott said.

"Whoops, you really filled it full," she murmured. "Oh well, I don't have to go to work in the morning. Thank you, Scott!" She took a large swallow of the wine, and asked, "Could you rub my shoulders a bit, sweetie? This was a very rough day!"

"OK." Scott went to the end of the couch behind his mother, and was astonished when he realized her shoulders were as hard as a rock. "Wow! You are REALLY stiff," he grunted, as he tried to work out some of the kinks in her muscles.

Ooo, right there! Thank you for doing this, dear!" His mom took another swallow of the wine, and continued, "The head nurse was in a foul mood today, she even tried blaming me for losing a chart, but then someone found it sitting right on her desk! The whole day was like that, everybody was snapping at each other."

"That really sucks, Mom," Scott said, his hands gliding over her shoulders. He seemed to be making some progress, there was some give in the muscles now. He glanced down and saw that she had finished the glass of wine, and he stopped his task a moment to refill the glass.

"That's plenty," she said, as he filled the glass about three-quarters of the way full. "I'll stop after this one, I don't want a hangover in the morning." Scott returned to rubbing her shoulders, and she grunted as he hit a particularly knotty area. "You're really good at this, sweetie. When you meet a girl, if you do this for her, she'll be putty in your arms!"

"Yeah, if I ever meet a girl," Scott muttered. Changing the subject, he asked, "Umm, Mom, could I... could I try some wine?" He continued to rub her shoulders, which had loosened up considerably. "Some guys at school were talking about drinking, and I just wanted to see what the big deal is."

"Hmm... I really shouldn't, but then I'd much rather you do it in front of me than go sneaking off with your friends and getting drunk." His mother drained the glass, and said, "If I let you have some, I want you to promise me something, OK?"

"Really? I can have some? What do you want me to promise?" asked Scott. His mother sighed as he gave her shoulder muscles one final squeeze, then sat on the couch next to her.

"First of all, I want you to SWEAR to me that you'll NEVER EVER drive drunk, OR ride in a car with a drunk driver. I couldn't bear to see you lying on one of those cold slabs in the morgue! Second, I want you to promise that you won't get into any alcohol I have here at home, unless I say it's OK, like tonight. Third, I want you to avoid drinking heavily with friends or at parties, I see teenagers come in with alcohol poisoning all the time, and some of them don't survive. Do you promise all of that?"

"Sure, Mom, I promise I'll never do ANY of that! I don't get invited to parties anyway." Scott gave his mom a hug, and asked, "How much can I have tonight? I can just use your glass, to keep from getting another one dirty."

"I trust you, and I know you will keep your promise, sweetheart," she said as she hugged him back. "Don't let anyone know I gave you this, or I could get in trouble. Half a glass is plenty for now, that should give you the pleasant effects, without making you drunk or causing problems in the morning." She poured some wine in the glass, and handed it to Scott.

"Thanks, Mom," he said. "You really are the greatest mom ever!" He sniffed at the wine, the vapors were heady, and he cautiously took a sip. He could feel the explosion at the back of his throat, and his sinuses seemed to drain as the flavor floated into them. After rolling the liquid around for a bit, he decided it wasn't bad, and took a larger swallow. The fire gave him a pleasant burn in his throat before drifting down to lodge in his chest and stomach.

"Well, what do you think?" his mother asked, as he swallowed another gulp. "Don't drink it too fast, wine needs to be appreciated, although this isn't an expensive bottle."

"It's pretty good, I guess," Scott said. "Umm... This one guy had some whiskey he'd poured in his cola, and he let some of us have a taste. I thought it was really nasty! Ahh... That's the only time I've ever had any alcohol, and like I said, it was just a taste." He took another swallow of the wine, and enjoyed the warm glow coming from his torso.

"Thank you for being honest with me, Scott. That's why I trust you to keep your promise," his mother said. "I'm not a big fan of whiskey, although quality makes a big difference. If you get some of the cheaper stuff, it tastes like paint thinner!"

"Thanks for letting me try the wine, Mom." Scott downed the last of it left in the glass, and said, "I feel good, kind of warm, but I don't really feel drunk or anything. I'm not slurring my words like people do on TV."

"That's why it's so dangerous, Scott. People drink a little, then get in their car. Their judgment is impaired, and their reaction times are slower, but they don't feel 'drunk', so they drive, and then cause an accident." She hiccupped, and blushed. "In fact, I think I'm a little drunk myself. I'm too tired and sore from work to make dinner, do you think you can find something for yourself?"

"Sure, I'll nuke a corn dog. Do you want me to make you anything?" Scott asked.

His mother shook her head, and said, "No, I just want to go to bed, I ache all over, except where you rubbed my shoulders. Thank you for that, it was a pretty good massage!"

"Umm, Mom... I can do more... I... I could rub your back and legs, if you want. You always do so much for Sissy and me, and so I want to do something for you."

"Oh, Scott, that sounds lovely, thank you!" his mother said. "Give me a couple of minutes, I'll go change out of my work clothes." Scott stuck out his hand to help pull her up from the low couch, and watched as she picked up her shoes and slowly made her way towards her bedroom.

He headed to the kitchen and zapped a corn dog in the microwave for half a minute, then squirted some mustard on it and wolfed it down. After washing his hands, he went towards his mother's bedroom, and slowed as he reached the door. She hadn't shut the door all the way, and he could see her changing through the crack. Scott gulped, and watched as she slipped off her bra and retrieved a satin robe from the closet. At the sight of her firm breasts, he felt his erection grow with surprising swiftness, and he mentally berated himself. 'She's your mother, you dork!' he thought, but the image of her breasts wouldn't leave his mind. 'She's pretty hot, though! If she wasn't my mom...' He let his thoughts trail off, and knocked on the door.

"Just a second, Scott," his mother called as he watched her shrug the robe on and wrap it loosely around herself. "OK, I'm decent, sweetie, you can come on in." Scott opened the door as his mother lay face down on the bed. "Thank you again for doing this, you just don't know how stressed and sore I am today!"

"That's OK, Mom, like I said, you're always doing so much for us, I'm just returning the favor." Scott sat next to her, and started rubbing her shoulders again, under her robe. He tried moving his hands down her back, but the robe was in the way, so he said, "I'm gonna move your robe down a bit, OK?" She grunted assent, and he slipped the robe off of her shoulders, exposing her upper back. He kneaded the muscles under her skin, working on a section at a time.

"Mmm, that feels wonderful, dear," his mother murmured into the pillow. "A little lower, please." Scott slid the robe down further, and swallowed as he realized he'd exposed the side of her breasts. He kept rubbing and squeezing her stiff back muscles, and worked his way out from the spine. Soon he was rubbing on the sides of her torso, his fingers inches away from the soft curves he could glimpse under her chest. Holding his breath, he moved his fingers closer, and let them briefly glide across the squashed globes. His mother grunted, and said, "A little lower, sweetheart, the small of my back is killing me!"

Scott carefully slid the robe down further, almost exposing his mother's panties. He gently rubbed the taut muscles in her lower back, massaging and kneading them until he could feel them loosen. "Mom," he whispered hoarsely, then cleared his throat and said in a more normal tone, "Mom, I'm... I'm going to just take off your robe, so I can rub your legs and stuff, OK? It... It doesn't bother me, and it's not like you're naked or anything." He pulled on the sides of the robe, and she groaned as she levered herself up a bit so the robe wouldn't be caught under her. Scott swallowed hard as her movement gave him a glimpse of her stiff nipple jutting out from her breast, before she lay back down, obscuring it from his view.

He was surprised to see she was wearing a thong, and he squeezed his throbbing erection between his thighs at the sight of her tanned rear. His hands shook as he reached towards that area to continue the massage, so he decided to move to her feet instead. As he worked on each toe, his thumbs dug into the bottom of her feet, causing her to gasp. "Oh, Scott, this is wonderful!" she said, and he continued rubbing each foot, squeezing the individual toes a bit, rotating the feet at the ankles, and finally moving up to her calves. "Your hands aren't rough at all, and they are so strong!"

He grinned as he squeezed her calf muscles, his hands sliding over her smooth legs. His cock felt like it was going to rip out of his jeans, as he ran his hands over his mother's nearly nude body. "I'm just glad I can do this for you, Mom," he said. He moved up to her muscular thighs, and spread them apart a bit as he worked on one leg at a time. His hands were rubbing within inches of his mother's crotch, and he choked back a groan as he saw a stretch of smooth skin and a stray pubic hair at the edge of her thong.

Scott switched legs, and felt his heart pounding in his chest as the movement pulled her thong over just a bit more, revealing a fraction of her puckered anus and just a sliver of her slit. He thought he could see some moisture gleaming, and his hands slowed to a stop. "What's the matter, sweetie?" his mother asked.

"N-Nothing, Mom, I was just thinking about something," he hurriedly said, as he resumed his massage. He moved his hands to the small of her back again, and slowly worked down until his fingers were squeezing and probing directly on her fleshy rump. Scott thought he heard her make a small moan, and he became aware of an enticing odor floating up. It was similar to the smell of Sissy's pussy, but stronger, and he realized his mother was becoming aroused.

He rubbed and squeezed the globes of her butt cheeks, and spread them apart as his hands worked lower and lower, towards the junction of her thighs. He could see a wet spot forming on her thong as his fingers dug into her upper thighs. He slowly brought a hand down, and rubbed directly on the wet spot. "Oh Scott," his mother moaned, as his fingers slid over the soft contours of her pussy. Encouraged by her reaction, he kept rubbing as the wet spot grew larger. She spread her legs further apart and moaned again, then gasped, "SCOTT! That's enough!" She quickly sat up on the bed, and clasped the robe to her chest.

Scott blushed brightly as he realized he'd been masturbating his mother. "I'm really sorry, Mom," he blurted. "I... I got turned on, and I... I thought you needed it too, since it's been so long for you!"

"Th-that's OK, Scott, but... but sex isn't something that should be done between family members!" She avoided looking in his eyes as she continued, "I... I apologize for... for getting aroused as you massaged me, I... I should have ended the massage a while ago!"

"But you've always said I should save sex for someone I care about. Well, I care about you and love you, Mom! Anyway, you said it's hard for you to meet someone, and you haven't had sex in a long time!" Scott grinned, and said, "It's not like you'll get pregnant with a mutant baby or something, I heard you say you were still on birth control because you never knew what might happen."

"S-Scott... I... I love you, and care about you deeply, but... but it's wrong for an adult to... to take advantage of a teen that way!"

"Mom, you weren't taking advantage of me, if anything, it was the other way around." He grinned, and asked, "Would... would you let me do this for you, Mom? I just want to make you feel good, after that rough day you had!"

His mother sat on the bed for a minute, rubbing her temples with her hands. Scott noticed that her robe had fallen unnoticed in her lap, and he felt his cock jump at the sight of her exposed breasts. "I must be drunker than I thought," she whispered. "I... I want you to... to touch me, but... it isn't right!" She gasped as he slowly reached out to caress her breast, his thumb rubbing over her stiff nipple. "Mmm... Scott... Please..." He wasn't sure if she meant 'please don't' or 'please... more', but he folded his arms around her, and kissed her gently on the lips. She froze, then surprised him by nibbling on his lips with her teeth as her arms wrapped around him. "Oh, my sweet baby," she murmured into his mouth.

"Oh Mom, I love you so much!" he said, and moved both hands down to her breasts. He marveled at the fullness of them, so unlike the puffy little mounds that Anne-Marie had, or his sister's completely flat chest. His mother moaned as he squeezed her breasts, and his thumbs once again wandered up to stroke her nipples.

"S-Scott, darling, I... I think for tonight you can call me Valerie," she said. "Have... have you had sex before?"

"Umm, once," Scott confessed. "It... it was with Anne-Marie, she showed me a little bit. Don't worry, I used a condom."

"I knew that cousin of yours had a certain... umm, air about her," his mother said. "Still, I'm... I'm about to have sex with my own son, so I guess I shouldn't say anything about you and your cousin having sex." She motioned for Scott to stand up, and then she undid his pants and dragged them down to his ankles, with his underwear following quickly. "Oh my," she said with a laugh, taking in the sight of his engorged penis, "You ARE ready to go, aren't you?"

"Mo--I mean, Valerie, I've been ready ever since I started the massage! I... I feel like I'm about to explode!" Scott blushed at his words, and jumped when his mother cupped his balls with her hands.

"Hmm, I think we'd better take care of your problem first, and then we can take our time, sweetie!" With that, she grasped his cock and started sliding the skin up and down the shaft.

Scott could barely believe his own mother was jacking him off, and he felt his pleasure build quickly. "Ohhh, Valerie, it feels so good!" he moaned. She smiled up at him, then wrapped her hot mouth around the head of his cock, causing him to shudder. He groaned as she swirled her tongue around the tip of his penis, one of her hands still slowly stroking the base of his shaft, while the other played with his balls. She pushed her mouth further down, and the feelings coming from his cock were indescribable. Slowly, she continued down his cock, going much further than Sissy had, while her tongue slid along the sensitive underside.

Scott glanced down in shock to see that she'd managed to get the whole thing in her mouth, and her nose was resting in his pubic hairs. Her eyes twinkled at him as she backed off a bit, then slid down almost the whole length again and again, her tongue twisting and turning all along his shaft. Feeling as if he was about to boil over, Scott put his hand on the back of her head, before recalling how he'd hurt Sissy doing that the last time. He forced his hips to remain still, and warned her, "Mom... I'm going to cum!" At that, his mother slid her mouth up, until it just held the head of his penis, as her tongue continued to tease the sensitive spot underneath. "OH MOM!" Scott blurted, as he felt his semen shoot into her waiting mouth. "Valerie... Mom... I... I love you!" His knees shook as he felt each pulse shooting through his cock and into her mouth, until it seemed like his balls were completely drained.

She milked his shrinking cock a few times, and he shivered as her tongue glided over the tip of his urethra. Finally, she pulled his cock free from her lips with a 'slurping' noise, and he watched in amazement as she swallowed the contents of her mouth. "My darling sweet Scott, that was quite a mouthful," she said. "I forgot how much some of you teenage boys can produce!" She wiped the corner of her lip with a thumb, and continued, "Now then, Anne-Marie may have taught you a bit about having sex, but tonight I'm going to show you how to make love to a woman!"

She stood up, and said, "Scott, When you are making love, always remember that there are two people there, both with feelings and emotions. It's not just you and your penis. I want you to promise that you'll always treat your partner with respect, and make sure that her needs are met as well."

"OK, Mom, I promise! Umm, the first time I got a blowjob, I... I grabbed the back of S..." Scott gulped as he realized he'd almost revealed Sissy's secret, and quickly substituted his cousin's name instead. "...Anne-Marie's head, and rammed my... my cock in her mouth! I ended up hurting her a bit, although she forgave me. I didn't mean to hurt her, but I'd seen guys do it in porn, and hadn't realized how uncomfortable it was for the girl!"

His mother nodded, and he breathed a silent sigh of relief that she hadn't noticed when he'd almost used Sissy's name. "I remember the first guy that tried that on me," she said, "He was a jerk, and that was the last I saw of him. I'm glad you learned your lesson, I could feel your restraint when I was pleasuring you, and I'm proud of you, dear!"

She pulled him close to her, and said, "Now then, sweetie, I'm more than ready, but we'll pretend that I'm not, and I'll show you some foreplay. You should kiss the woman.... Mmm, like that, and stroke her erogenous zones." She guided his hands gently over her body, and directed him to kiss her neck and ears. "Ohh yes," she breathed. "Each... ahh... each woman is different, and you'll need to experiment... mmm... to find out what gets her going."

Scott leaned in to nibble on her earlobes, his warm breath gently playing across her ears, and his mother shuddered in pleasure. She guided him to the bed, pulled her thong off, and lay back. "S-Scott, did you lick Anne-Marie's... her pussy?" she asked.

"No, we just had sex. She had me rub her... her clit at the end, and she said she had an orgasm too. I guess... I guess if someone gives me a blowjob, it's only fair that I lick her in return, right?" Scott let his thoughts wander to Sissy, and he wondered what it would be like to lick her bald little pussy. He felt his cock start to swell at the thought, and said, "It... It doesn't seem gross or anything, I just... never thought about it before!"

"Now you've got the idea, Scott." She directed him to bring his face close to her neatly trimmed pussy, and said, "Just let your tongue and your fingers explore down there, you know where the clitoris is, that is particularly sensitive, although don't be afraid to stick your tongue inside, or even down to the anus, if the girl is clean."

"OK, Mom... Valerie." Scott recalled that she had shown him that her inner thighs were part of her erogenous zones, so he stroked those softly, causing her to shudder. He could see the pink folds of her pussy becoming coated with a glistening liquid, and he knew she was very turned on. The aroma of her arousal wafted strongly into his nostrils, and he inhaled deeply, committing the enticing scent to memory.

He moved his hands up, and spread apart the slit, gazing at the wondrous opening that was revealed to him. Even though he had just had a massive orgasm not five minutes ago, he felt his cock swell up to its full size, his balls aching in an intense need for release. He leaned closer and closer, until his nose was almost touching her pubic hairs, and slowly stuck his tongue out. He could feel her shiver as his protruding tongue touched her pink insides, and he lapped up a bit of the liquid. The taste was indescribable, and he found himself craving more of it. Scott began to use his tongue in earnest, lapping up all of the tangy juices that he could find, and his mother let out a loud moan.

"O-Oh! Y-Yes, darling, right there!" she murmured, as his roving tongue brushed across her clit. "L-Lick... lick your m-mother's clit!" Scott grinned, happy to follow her directions, and was rewarded with an increasingly loud series of panting moans as his mother writhed under his touch.

Keeping his tongue flicking across the little nub, Scott probed her inviting interior with a finger, and he felt like he was going to shoot his load just from the feel of the tight wet embrace of her insides on his finger. He slid the finger in and out, her lubrication increasing with each thrust, so he decided to try a second finger. The depths of her vagina squeezed and pulsed around his fingers, and he knew that if his cock were nestled in that warm home, the feelings would be earth-shattering.

He could feel a change in the surface towards the top of her vagina, so Scott pressed upward with his fingers, exploring the area. His mother screeched at that, and lifted her hips off the bed, thrusting her crotch towards his face. Scott pressed harder as his tongue flew rapidly across her engorged clit, and a jet of warm sticky liquid splashed out of her vagina onto his face. Valerie wailed loudly, and he watched the orgasm crash over her shuddering body, until she collapsed bonelessly onto the bed. Scott withdrew his fingers, and was shocked when she muttered hoarsely, "F-Fuck me, Scott! Fuck me now!"

Scott gladly pulled his face away and lined up his throbbing cock, thrusting it deeply into her drenched opening. He shivered as he felt the velvet grip of her insides caress the length of his cock, and he knew he couldn't hold out much longer himself. "OH MOM!" he cried, "You feel incredible!" He withdrew his penis, then pushed it forward, then repeated the motions, falling into the instinctual rhythm that mankind had used for countless generations.

"S-Scott... MMM! My baby," his mother panted. "Y-You were inside me as... as a baby, and now... AHH! ...It only seems right that... that part of you is inside me again!" She groaned loudly as his motions increased, sliding his cock deeply into her with each thrust, until his hips were rapidly pounding against her torso. "C-Cum inside me! Sh-shoot your seed deep into me! OOH! I-Imagine that I... I'm not on the p-pill, and... UNH! ...think of m-making a baby inside your own m-mother!"

Scott could feel his cum boiling inside his balls, and reached down to rub his mother's clit as he pounded into her, his cock throbbing in urgency. Suddenly, his mother began screaming, "OH! OH SCOTT! MY SWEET BABY! YES, OH YES!" as her insides rippled around his shaft.

The feelings of her orgasm tightly contracting on his penis were too much, and Scott shouted hoarsely as he shoved his cock as deep as it could go, and started spewing his hot sperm into his mother's shuddering body. He groaned with each spurt, feeling it racing down his shaft to splatter against the entrance to her womb, until he had nothing more to give. He collapsed next to her sweaty body, and they both lay still for several moments, their breathing rasping loudly in the quiet bedroom.

"Oh... Thank you, darling," his mother said, as she turned and gave his cheek a motherly kiss. "You were right, I DID need that, especially after the rough day I had. It's been a very long time for me."

"Thank YOU, Mom! I can see there is a big difference between just having sex, like I did with Anne-Marie, and making love, like you and I just did." Scott thought for a second, and added, "Umm, Mom? Are... are you mad, because we... made love, even though it's supposed to be wrong for a mom and son to do that? You said you were kind of drunk, did I take advantage of you?"

"No, Scott, I want you to wipe that thought from your mind. I was sober enough to have stopped it before it started. As you said earlier, I needed it as much as you did, and this won't affect my love for you one bit." She glanced over at him, and chewed on her lip for a bit before continuing, "Anyway... This... This isn't the first time I... I've done something like this. When we were kids, my... my brother and I fooled around. In fact, I wonder if he and Anne-Marie--No, that's their family business, unless I had some proof that she was being abused. From everything I know of Frank, if anything has happened between them, it was no more abuse than what just happened between you and I." She kissed him once more on the cheek, then placed a stream of kisses down to his mouth, where she proceeded to give him a decidedly non-motherly kiss. "Scott, dear, we can talk about this more in the morning, when I've got a clear head. Don't worry, like I said, I wasn't that drunk, so I'm not going to end up regretting it and feeling guilty."

"OK, Mom, I'll see you in the morning," he said, as he pulled some covers up over her naked body. "I love you!"

End of Chapter 09