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 Title: The Herbal Remedy


Summary: A son uses an herbal stimulant to help his mother.
Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,young



   But he did.  George not only sexually lusted after his mother, he also
just plain loved her and didn't want her to be unhappy.  Hearing his dear
mother cry, and see her clearly suffering for what appeared to be no good
reason, George decided to take matters into his own hand.  He was a
proactive guy like that.

   George was reminded that the female impotency condition was somewhat
like the one most often associated with men.  He continued to investigate.
He began searching the Internet for topics that described his mom's
condition.  He started to take notes of the various medications, herbs and
treatments that he discovered while researching the topic of female
impotence and low libido in women.  As he was reading, a plan was revealed
to him.  One in which both he and his mother would benefit.  Her sex drive
would improve, and he would have a sexier mom as a result, and maybe even
more than that, but that was the stuff of fantasy.

   George saw this as an opportunity to not only improve his mother's
overall well-being, but also get her to become more sexual.  This could
have a direct payoff for him as he could see her open-up sexually...maybe
even start to dress in more revealing clothes around the house.

   George had always wanted to have sex with his mom, but it had always
been pure fantasy.  He had already imagined fucking his mom in every
position and in nearly every environment possible.  Her current condition,
and its potential remedy, could lead him into a situation where the
possibility of having sex with her may present itself.  He thought he
should at the very least give it a try.

   After all his research, he finally decided to order some herbal
stimulants.  Some were in their raw form as liquids, powders, or leaves.  A
couple of brands he ordered were from a website that sold adult sex toys
and aids.  These were in capsule form.

   Five days later, the last of the packages had arrived.  He had
everything that he'd ordered for his special project.  George thought of it
as the "Mom's Herbal Remedy" project.  It consisted of his secretly
administering several herbal combinations to his mom.  All of these were
known for their ability to improve the libido and sexual response in both
men and women.  He carefully read how much of each was in some herbal
blends, so he had a general idea how much he should use.  The exact
proportions he would have to experiment with.

   As he moved forward with his plans, several questions came up for him.
Was he willing to experiment on his mother, and would she know what he was
up to?  How sensitive was she to herbal stimulants?  These weren't the only
questions he pondered.

   Was he "drugging" his mom just to increase the likelihood of her being
more sexual?  Would there be an adverse reaction to the stimulants?

   He rationalized his continued efforts with his original reasoning: This
was for Diana.  He was going to improve his mom's happiness by helping her
unlock a pleasurable and fulfilling part of life; something she'd never
really explored: her sexuality.  George could only hope there would be
potential collateral benefits for himself, but ultimately, this was for
her.

   He thought about how he would test the ingredients as he went about his
day.  He studied, ate lunch, took a walk, and finally decided, he would
approach it slowly, and by small, incremental increases in proportions and
ingredients.  He would use their blender to make smoothies and hide his
herbal mixture in these.  He did not want to make a tea from the
ingredients as he wasn't sure how the properties of the herbs would survive
in heat, but he would need to experiment with that too.

   Diana was ready for the weekend.  She had some success in marketing some
of her software product line to a development company in Arizona, so she
felt like she had a productive week.  Her company was moving in the right
direction and she enjoyed the success she was having.

   She had invested much of her youth and her professional life into her
company.  This had reaped enormous benefits for her.  She took a great deal
of pride in the business she had built from scratch.

   But her private life had certainly suffered.  She spent most of her
personal time talking to her son, cooking, drinking wine, and working out
on the treadmill in the basement.  She had no social life to speak of.  Now
and then she would reach out to one of her two close friends who were
usually busy being married.  No dating.  No male friends...it was bad.

   It wasn't that she was missing sex, so to speak.  Sex just never entered
her consciousness.  She can't remember the last time she had an orgasm, but
it had been probably close to a year.  She knew there was something wrong
with her and she was trying to determine whether she wanted to even find
out what that was.

   After all, life wasn't so bad without sex.  She would think this from
time to time, but this thought was always followed by her admittance that
it is impossible to find a man who she was compatible with who felt the
same.  No, she needed to change.

   At least she was home.  After such a tumultuous week, she was relieved
to finally be in her safe, comfortable home.

   "I thought I heard you come in, Mom." George came up to his mom from
behind and gave her a peck on the cheek.

   "Hi Georgie.  How was school?  Anything new?"

   "Nope.  Same old same old.  I had three lectures.  Now I have lots of
notes to study.  How was your day?"

   "Good.  I finally got that Arizona account I told you about.  Big
money!"

   "Wow!  Mom, that's great!  Let's celebrate!" George said hopefully.  He
squeezed his mom's shoulders encouragingly.

   "Maybe tomorrow.  I'm tired.  Would you like to watch a movie instead?
There are some new arrivals on cable I've been wanting to see."

   "Sounds good!"

   Diana and George busied themselves making a pasta dinner with a salad.
After their meal, they changed clothes then met in the media room to start
a movie.

   Diana was in a blousy nightgown that did no justice to the hot body she
had under it.  George wore some soft, nylon track pants with no underwear
and a T-shirt.  He decided that, as a part of his "plan," he would begin to
wear clothes that showed his anatomy as much as possible.  He wanted to
show his mom his big dick and well-defined abs.  He wanted to get his mom
thinking about sex in general, and open her up to the idea that she had a
ready, willing, and able son to experiment with at her beck and call.  It
may be that she would be open to being more intimate with her son than
another man, or at least that's how George was thinking, hoping,
fantasizing.

   Diana got up after about an hour into the movie and used the restroom.
As soon as his mom left the room, George had his penis out.  After a few
pumps and squeezes, it grew stiff and significantly larger.  He heard
Diana's footsteps upon her approach and stuffed his erection into his
form-fitting track pants.  He turned on the table lamp nearby, turning it
to shine directly on his lap.  Just before his mom came back in, he checked
to make sure that his hard cock protruded enough to make an obvious tubular
shape.  He adjusted it slightly so even the ridge of his head was
discernable, then slumped back into a relaxed posture.

   As Diana walked back in the room, the only light on, other than the
paused image on the TV screen, was the light exposing George's enormous
bulge.  Diana looked right at it.

   She stopped...frozen.  She was slightly behind where George sat.  She
didn't think he could see her.  She took a moment to observe the unfamiliar
sight of an aroused, though concealed, erection.  Diana couldn't help but
stare at her son's thinly veiled member.  She felt her body react with a
tingling urge in her core.  There was something about seeing George's bulge
that gave her the feeling of having butterflies.

   But George could definitely see her in his peripheral vision.  He saw
her stop and glare at his crotch and had to suppress his glee.  'She saw
it,' he thought, fighting back a smile.  'She saw it!'

   That was really the extent of his plan that night: to show his mom his
bulge.  He wanted her to see something that he already knew- that he had a
big, pussy-pleasing penis.  He wanted to show her that he was, in fact,
well-equipped to handle her, should she want that.  He also knew that most
mothers would never go for the idea of having sex with their son, so there
would have to be a unique, sustained approach to see that he becomes a
"fuck-buddy" to his mom.  There had to be an angle.  That's where the
herbal stimulants came in.

   As they watched the movie, George became distracted by the fact that he
had made himself horny.  Knowing that his mom had seen his bulge only
worked him up more.  Now he was grabbing it and squeezing it to gain a
little relief.  He felt his balls churn.  He really needed to masturbate,
but didn't want to leave his mom alone.

   Diana could not concentrate on the movie as her son was fidgeting with
his penis the entire time.  She thought about the bulge she had seen and
wondered how he became so well endowed.  Especially since his father was
only about six inches, not that it mattered to her, or did it?

   Finally, the movie wound down to an end.  George popped out of his seat
immediately, standing with his hard cock jutting out beneath his pants.  He
made a point of showing it in profile to his mom, with him standing and her
seated.  He knew she wouldn't be able to miss it.

   After a fake 'stretch' where he leaned back to exaggerate the tented
shape, he bent down to her, said, "G'night mom," and pecked her on the
cheek.

   Diana was shocked, but managed a mumbled, "goodnight," before George
bound out of the room and up the stairs.  She sat there, stunned by the
shape she had seen, as the credits finished and the movie ended on a blank
screen.

   'What has gotten into him lately?' she thought.

   In the silent room, she heard footsteps above.  George's room was
directly over the TV room and she heard what sounded like a squeaking bed.
She knew George's bed made that sound sometimes, when he moved around or
got on or off it.

   Then she heard what sounded like her son yelling her name in a moment of
passion.

   Directly above his mom, George cried her name as he finally came.  It
had only been a few hours since he'd last jerked off, but this climax felt
particularly intense, given the activities during the movie.  He didn't
care where his cum fell, he was just enjoying the image of his stunned
mother staring at his dick, and trying to shoot as much as possible.  He
shot several thick squirts, then closed his eyes and reveled in pleasure.

   George fell asleep, cock in hand, cum spattered all around, thinking
about his mom and her problem.  The next morning, he would try the first
batch of the herbal ''remedy."

   There were several herbs that increased blood flow and the sensitivity
of the skin to being touched.  Many of these also act as stimulants to the
brain.  The herbs that George acquired did just that; they acted as
stimulants, increased blood flow, and increased sensitivity.  It has been
discovered that many of these, when combined with others, create a reaction
that is different, and more "therapeutic" than they would be on their own.

   They would also most likely influence his own libido as well. 
Unfortunately, he would have to experiment, as each person reacts
differently to these stimulants and the only way to discover if one works
better than another is to consume them, then observe the results.

   The major disadvantage was going to be his having to monitor her
physical behavior to determine the effectiveness of each dose without being
able to talk to her about it.  This would be a significant challenge to his
plans.

   To avoid suspicion, George decided he would fix a smoothie for himself
without asking his mother if she wanted one.  She, of course would want
one, but at least he was avoiding acting suspicious by placing one in front
of her, out of the blue.  He got up early and bought some coffee for the
two of them.  While he was out, he stopped by the market and bought some
fresh and frozen fruit for his 'sexy smoothies'.

   At home, he got busy in the kitchen.

   "What's all this commotion down here?" Diana entered the kitchen in her
usual conservative clothes, her hair more disheveled than usual.  She was
surprised her son was awake before she was.

   "I bought some coffee for us.  Yours is on the island.  Sweet and light,
right?"

   "Oh, yes...  exactly what I need..." she said, grabbing the coffee. 
"What are you doing with the blender, George?"

   "Making myself a smoothie.  I read an article about how smoothies can
improve your focus and overall sense of well-being so I decided to start
making smoothies for myself every day...just to see if it works."

   He didn't offer his mom one.  She would want one, as she loves to drink
them as meal replacements.  By forcing her to ask, it will not be as
suspicious when she starts to feel the stimulants take effect.

   He could sense her reaction.  She wanted one.  "Hey!  What about me?"
Diana came over to see what he was doing.

   "Oh, I'm sorry, Mom.  Sure thing!  Let me add a little more fruit."
George had already added his first measure of herbal mixture to the
pitcher.

   George blended it up, poured the frozen drink into two glasses and set
one in front of his mom.

   "Here's to our health!"

   George sat by the kitchen window looking out onto the patio sipping his
smoothie.  It tasted as it should.  The fruit covered the herbal taste and
there was no trace of their odor or color.

   As the two finished their drinks, they talked about the weekend.

   "First things first," Diana began.  "We need to do laundry, and by we, I
mean YOU and me, not just me." She raised her eyebrow at her son.

   "You got it, Mom.  I'm going to take a shower and get right on it."

   George felt good from the drink, but nothing out of the ordinary.  He
took his shower and thought about his objectives for the day.  He would
wear his old track shorts without underwear, and a T-shirt around the
house. He wanted to have easy access for jacking off.

   Since he began planning to use the herbal remedy on his mom, he could
think of nothing else.  He normally thought about her sexually almost every
time he saw her.  Now, he thought about her sexually all the time, whether
she was in view or not.  He was getting frustrated with masturbating and
thought about finding a woman who looked like her to date.

   George finished his shower and slipped his shorts and shirt on.  As he
pulled his shirt over his head, he felt it.  An unmistakable reaction to
the herbal supplement.  His skin became tingly and his cock was in a
semi-erect state.

   He felt mildly "wired" and very much alive.  He went downstairs to the
laundry room that was off the kitchen.

   His mom was walking out of her bedroom as he was on his way to the
kitchen.  He slowed to let her walk ahead.  She was wearing a tank top and
running shorts.  He couldn't see any bra straps from behind.  His cock
began to thicken in his shorts.

   'Is she wearing a tank top without a bra?!  I've never seen her do that
before...' George was excited at the prospect.

   "That smoothie made me feel great, George!  Wow!" Diana felt alive and
awake.  She had goosebumps on her arms and her skin was sensitive to the
air and the fabric touching it.

   "I know, isn't it great?" George concurred.

   George could not stop starring at his mom's body.  Her tits were
absolutely sublime.  Nipples standing erect and pointed upwards.  Her
breasts were full and hung down as only large, natural breasts do.  Her
legs were long and muscular, her ass was shaped perfectly.  He couldn't
believe that on the very first dose, she was dressing in sexier clothes.

   Diana was feeling sexy for the first time in years.  She chose to wear
skimpy clothes because she felt so turned on.  'I'm going to have to get
the recipe for George's smoothie,' she thought as she cleaned up the
kitchen.

   A few minutes later, the two were in the laundry room, a rather small
area that had a washer and dryer with cabinets above and a built-in counter
against the wall.

   Diana was getting clothes out of the dryer and placing them on the
counter.  George was fumbling with the detergent, but was really staring at
his mom's shapely ass.  He could make out the broad curve of her butt
better than ever, save the few times he'd seen her in a bathing suit before
she could get into her cover-up.  He felt his dick surge and throb in his
thin shorts.

   As she bent to reach into the dryer, George moved behind her.  He
pretended to help with loading the dryer, but his focus was on angling his
body to touch hers.  He gently brushed his twitching erection against her
butt.

   Diana paused briefly, half looking back at him, but figured he only
accidentally bumped into her.

   George smiled and grabbed an armful of clothes and repeated the same
action as she stood against the counter.  On both occasions, his dick
rubbed her ass through the thin nylon causing him to become even more
erect.

   Diana felt her son's body against hers, but her reaction was opposite of
what her son was hoping for.

   "It's a little crowded in here.  Why don't you work in here, and I'll
get our clothes that need to be washed from around the house?"

   'Damn.' George was hard now and had no way to relieve himself, or show
off to his mom.  He would just have to wait.

   Over the next hour, the only person who demonstrated any real,
observable change in libido was George.  After the two finished the
laundry, Diana went downstairs to run on the treadmill, then took a shower.
It was obvious she was feeling the stimulant, but due to his limited
contact, George couldn't determine whether she was just feeling energized
or sexually stimulated.  At least, he thought, the effect was a positive
one.

   The supplement worked on George, although he didn't need to feel more
sexually stimulated.  He jerked off twice that morning using mental images
he had of his mom in her bra-less tank top, a once-in-a-lifetime occasion,
and from the laundry room encounter.

   Later, he studied, but was distracted by his thoughts about how to speed
things up with his mom.

   During lunch, Diana reminded George about his cousin's wedding.

   "It's this Saturday, remember?"

   "Darn it.  Yes, I remember.  It just snuck up on me is all." George
hated weddings.

   George was deep in thought as he finished his sandwich.  The wedding was
about a three hours' drive away.  He remembered his mom saying something
about getting a nice hotel, one nicer than where the reception was being
held so they wouldn't have to be around drunken wedding guests.

   George excused himself from the table and went to his room to think
about his next move.

   The event would be the perfect opportunity to administer his herbal
mixture to his unsuspecting mother.  They would be in public, so he could
experiment with the dosage of her supplement without her reacting to him as
being the cause of her changed mood.

   He would be able to administer larger dosages since there would be
activity during the night and this would be a good way for her to burn the
extra energy she would feel from the increased amounts of herbal
stimulation she would be taking.  The wedding would be like a date, so they
would always be expected to be close.  She didn't get along with her
extended family, so George would be her primary companion for the entire
evening.

   George took note of the successful combination of ingredients that he
put into the smoothie that morning and decided to see how they would work
in increasing amounts, and in tea and coffee.  He would have to wait until
the next day.  Now that he knew how well they worked on himself, he could
gauge whether they were working using other beverages while at the same
time observing the effect they had on his mom.

   That week, George was going out of his mind with sexual thoughts and
sensations.  He experimented both on himself and on his mom with a
combination of ingredients.  He was forced to observe energy levels in his
mom rather than sexual arousal.  He found it encouraging that she had gone
down to the basement and run on the treadmill the times he had given her a
smoothie with the supplement.  The only feedback she gave was that she said
she felt "amazing." She had worn shorter shorts and had gone bra-less one
other time.  She was flirtatious with him on several occasions, which was
out of character for her.  Referring to George as her "hot date" and
talking about being able to fit into her dress so she will look good for
George at the wedding.  The herbs appeared to be working!

   On Friday afternoon, George was finishing his homework in the office
when Diana came home from a quick shopping trip.

   "George?  Come, look at my new dress." Diana often consulted her son on
what outfit looked best on her for a specific work event, such as an
important meeting or luncheon.

   "Wow!" George was normally used to seeing a very professional-looking
work outfit like a business or pants suit.  What his mother had in her hand
was a beautiful, black evening gown for the wedding.

   "Why don't you try it on?" He wanted to see her in that dress.

   "I already did at the store.  It's perfect!  I'm so glad you like it!"
Diana was beaming.

   She had been looking forward to this wedding since her divorce was made
final.  It was a time for her to get away and relax with George for a bit.
She planned on drinking wine, eating, and maybe a little dancing with her
son.  She really needed a break from her routine.

   "Well, you're going to look hot in that dress, mom.  It will be a
pleasure to be your date!"

   "Oh, George.  You are such a charming young man.  We will have fun!" His
mom disappeared to her room.

   George finished up his studies, but found it difficult to get the
thought of his mother wearing that dress out of his mind.  To clear his
mind, he decided to jerk off.  He'd had a persistent erection since he saw
how excited his mom was about her new dress.  George fantasized about
helping her get dressed before the wedding, a scene which quickly led to
sex in his mind.  He achieved orgasm quickly and easily thinking about his
mom.  His climax produced at least a half-dozen heavy, thick streams of
cum. He grunted in pleasure with each spurt, smiling and amazed as his cock
shot and shot.  The herbs must also increase the volume of his ejaculate.
He made a mental note of this, then cleaned up and packed his bag for the
wedding.

   The next morning, George was packing the car with their bags while Diana
was closing-up the house.  Diana always drove her car.  Her BMW 650i was
her baby.  She wouldn't dream of letting anyone else drive it.

   As they began their three-hour drive, George asked, "When did Candy and
Arthur get engaged?"

   George was making small talk, trying to distract himself.  He was
currently sitting in the passenger seat trying to take his sexy mom off his
mind.  It didn't help that the fabric of the pants he was wearing had been
rubbing against his cock in a most pleasurable way.  The stimulation had
resulted in a noticeable lump in his crotch.

   "I guess about a year ago.  They are apparently a very cute couple.  He
is an accountant."

   Diana had been noticing George's bulges a lot more this week for some
reason.  She had a suspicion that the smoothies he made for her contained a
stimulant that was helping with her energy levels, but didn't recognize the
correlation until just now.

   "George, you know the smoothies you've been making?

   George's hand gripped the door handle firmly.  'Oh shit,' he thought.

   "Yeah?" He tried to contain his nervousness.

   "I just wanted to let you know that I really like them.  In fact, they
have really improved my overall mood.  The increase in energy makes me want
to get on the treadmill more often, and that's a very good byproduct."

   "Wow!  That's great, Mom.  I'm glad to hear that." George was relieved
her response was positive, but also taken aback that she had made the
correlation.

   "Are you putting extra vitamins or something in them?  I feel something
more than just the fruit."

   'Oh God.  She knows.' George's mind scrambled to think of a good reason
for putting the herbal mix in the smoothies, and for not telling her about
putting it in the smoothies.

   "Yes.  Some natural herbs used for energy and vitality."

   George looked out the window trying to appear casual.

   "Vitality, huh?  I wonder what that means exactly." She wondered aloud.

   She was looking out of the corner of her eye at her son.  Suspicious
that he was putting some sort of sexual stimulants into the
smoothies-perhaps not for her sake, but for his.  She had connected the
stimulants with his almost constantly erect cock, however, she failed to
make a connection that the reason she was noticing his erections was
largely due to her looking for them and being more sexually minded because
of the herbal mix.

   "Vitality means, vigor, love of life, energy, that sort of thing."
George was perspiring.

   "Seems reasonable.  I have been feeling full of energy and...well,
feisty...I don't know what to call it." She shrugged her shoulders and
broke into a wide smile.

   "I've never felt better in all my life these past three days or so."

   George looked up to heaven and said a silent 'thank you'.

   She then asked, "Did you bring them with you?  They're not illegal, are
they?"

   "Yes, I brought them with me, no they are not illegal."

   They rode on in silence for a few minutes.  To George's surprise, his
mom broke the quiet by asking,

   "Can I have one now?"

   George's stomach dropped.  He had never expected this scenario to play
out in his plans.  She had, on her own, eliminated the two problems he was
facing with his entire approach to getting his mom into bed.  First, it
solved the problem of exactly how he was going to get her to take the
supplement without having a smoothie.  Taking the capsule directly was much
better as he could just give her the supplement, which was the best way to
take it anyway.  Second, she was now aware of his putting the supplements
into her smoothies and was not only okay with it, but wanted more.

   There was a major setback in all of this, however.  At some point, she
could say that she does not want to take any more, since she is wise to the
feelings they cause, he wouldn't be able to sneak them into her food or
drink after this point, which would basically bring his entire plan to an
end.

   He was delighted that the situation, at least for now, was progressing
better than even in his wildest dreams.  There wasn't anything else to do
now except be sure to bring out as much sexy as he could without making her
uncomfortable.

   Speaking of which, he was now rock hard and it showed.

   Diana had her hand held out.

   Through all his thinking, he forgot she had asked for the supplement.

   "Here." He tapped two out of his out of his full jar.

   "The dosage is two every four hours." George doubled the dosage, it was
actually just one.

   "What's in them?" She popped them in her mouth and unscrewed her water
bottle as she steered with her knee and took a swig.

   "Gotu kola, yohimbe, a couple of other herbs.  They're from Asia
mostly." He explained.

   She capped the water bottle and said, "Look out Candy and Arthur!  Here
we come!" She laughed.

   George took two as well.

   Diana asked several more questions about how he found out about the
herbs, forcing George to lie here and there to cover his motives.

   Diana was a bit suspicious that the herbs had such a noticeable effect
on her libido and her feeling sexual.  She had noticed the strange feelings
several days ago.  She was having a difficult time ignoring her son's
large, often erect penis as he paraded around the house.  There were three
days that she remembers feeling the effects of some sort of stimulant and
she came very close to masturbating on each day.  The only thing that
prevented her from doing so was fear of not being able to complete the act
to its fruition.  She couldn't take another frustrated session that failed
to produce an orgasm.  She needed a big, earth-shaking orgasm, in fact, she
needed several.  She needed something that will knock her socks off.

   These thoughts she was having were further evidence to her that she had
been receiving some sort of sexual supplement.  Normally, she never thought
of sex at all.  She suspected there was more to this than just George
wanting an increase in energy and "vitality." Whatever it was, it was a
tremendous boon to her every waking moment.  She felt as though she was
coming alive after being in hibernation all her life.

   George was elated that his mom was now a willing participant in a major
part of his plan.  He was also encouraged and relieved to see her so happy
and giddy.  He had never seen her so spirited, and he loved it.  She was
responding to the herbal therapy.  Whether she would take the next step and
be open to being sexual with her son, was an altogether different question.

   The two listened to Diana's favorite satellite radio station that played
new wave music from the 80's as they drove the rest of the way to the
hotel.

   The hotel where the wedding and reception were to be held was a Marriot.
There was a garden area on the property that was used for weddings.  The
reception was in the hotel's ballroom.

   Diana wanted to stay at the Hyatt, which was a couple of miles away from
the Marriot and this is where they checked in.

   Diana and George approached the large service desk in the immense lobby
of the Hyatt.

   "Hello, reservations for Diana Watts, please." Diana stepped up to the
counter.

   "One moment...yes, Mrs.  Watts.  You're all set.  How many key-cards
would you like?"

   "Two please."

   "Great.  We have you in a non-smoking double, is that right?"

   "Yes, that will be fine." Diana glanced over at George.  She looked down
at his groin without thinking about what she was doing.  Thankfully for her
he was looking away and didn't see his mom checking him out.

   The pills had begun to take effect and she was feeling frisky again.

   Up in their room, the two began to get ready.  George had already
showered and was dressed for the wedding.  He was on his laptop while his
mom used the bathroom to ready herself.  He selected the bed nearest the
bathroom since his mom gave him the choice.  This way, if she ever had to
get up to use the restroom, he would be able to see her.

   The pills were in effect and George was in that familiar half-hard state
that he gets whenever he takes them.  He adjusted his trousers and squeezed
his dick real tight because it felt good to touch it.  He felt it surging
with increased hardness.

   Diana felt the hot water in the shower cover her body in a warm,
soothing wave of pleasure.  She soaped-up her body and lathered her pussy,
spending lots of time rubbing her lips and clit with her slippery hand. 
Her body convulsed mildly as her hand made contact with her clit.  The
intensity of the physical reaction she had as a result of touching herself
caught her off guard.

   She knew she couldn't go on like this.  The stimulation, the heady
feeling of her sex, her desire, her longing, it all seemed to be weighing
on her, hanging over her.  It was as if she were coming unraveled sexually.

   There has been something wrong with her for so long.  Why didn't she do
something about it?  Why was it her son, of all people, who would finally
come to her aid?

   Her fingers were inside her as she had these thoughts in the shower. 
She came closer to an orgasm each time she was alone.  She felt that at any
time now, she was going to finally explode.

   Diana had finished in the shower and was now putting her make up on. 
For such a beautiful woman, Diana wore very little make up, yet looked as
though she always had it on.

   'Now for the dress.' She slipped the dress on her toned and smooth body
and was adjusting her large breasts into the chest area where they were
secured with built-in cups.  The dress complimented her body very well. 
The color matched her hair and accentuated her eyes.  It created some
seriously sexy cleavage and hugged her narrow waist.  The length was about
four inches above her knees.  She was finally ready, and not a moment too
soon.  If they left now, they might just make it.

   Diana opened the door and let George look at her in her dress for the
first time.

   "Good God, Mom!  You look amazing!" George rolled off the bed and put
his jacket on as he was scanning her beautiful body in the black dinner
dress.

   "That dress...it's the...you're the..." George wanted to say how hot,
how sexy, how turned on he was at the sight of his mom, but she
interrupted.

   "Thank you, George!  That means everything to me.  Especially since
you're my date tonight!"

   With that, George's cock went from about half-hard, to full-on boner. 
His slacks betrayed his aroused state, and Diana looked right at it.  This
time George noticed his mom's obvious gaze.

   'Holy shit!  She looked at my dick!  She looked at it!' He felt like
yelling it, he was so excited.  He beamed with pride, letting his mom get a
real eyeful of his tented bulge.

   Finally, his mom smiled back and her eyes rose to meet her son's. 
George was beside himself with anticipation, but the two really needed to
get to the wedding.  George opened the door, shaking his head as his mom
walked out.  She was too hot in that dress.  He would have a difficult time
keeping her to himself dressed as she was.

   The Marriot Garden was a beautiful space.  A series of ponds with gentle
waterfalls, boulders, grass, and various other foliage surrounded a large,
stone patio area that held about one hundred seats.  The alter was toward
the front and had an ivy-covered stone wall as a back drop.  The seats were
in rows, with small planters separating some of the groupings of chairs. 
It was a lush, romantic and soothing space.

   Diana and George were among the last to arrive and were forced to sit
toward the back.  The two were seated on the bride's side and were at the
very end of their row.

   "This is beautiful, isn't it George?" Diana was looking around as she
settled herself into her seat.

   "Surprisingly so.  I was expecting much, much, less." George felt some
relief in finally being able to sit down to better hide his erection.

   Diana was, for the most part, estranged from her sister Hannah's family
who was hosting the wedding.  She and Hannah had never really gotten along
as adults.  This was largely due to Diana's success and her sister's
criticism of Diana's decision not to hire any family members in her
software company.

   A few cousins and older family came over to say hello, but after a few
minutes, the mother and son found themselves on their own for the most
part.

   Diana was feeling the herbal supplement full-force.  Her heart rate was
elevated, her skin tingled, and her pussy was wet.  This was a new
sensation for her, and she found herself wondering if it was because she
had gotten so worked up during her shower, but hadn't climaxed.  Either
way, she enjoyed the warm, slick feeling between her thighs.

   For some reason, that she could not fully explain, she was drawn to her
son in a way she had never been before.  For the past three days, it has
become more pronounced.  There was something about George that was
unmistakably appealing, sexually attractive, even.  The two looked like
they were related, the same tall, well-toned, fit, perfect build, dark
brown hair and eyes, high cheek bones.  Perhaps this physical familiarity
partially explained the attraction.

   George was grateful their seats were in a darker part of the garden
patio.  His erection was literally moving on its own; pulsing and throbbing
according to the strong beat of his heart.  Looking around, there was no
one to his left as they were near the edge of the patio and next to a
planter with flowers and small perennial hedges.  An older couple sat in
front of them, and no one was sitting next to his mom in the seats that
filled out the rest of the row.

   George used the relatively private setting to grab his dick through his
pants and adjusted it so that it lay parallel to his right leg.  He wore
boxer briefs so it stayed in place once he positioned it.

   Diana's pussy was coming alive.  She was not accustomed to being so
focused on her vagina as she had been recently.  It was typically not
something that crossed her mind save for cleaning herself in the shower and
using the restroom.

   Diana caught George's movement out of the corner of her eye and looked
on fascinated as he handled his long, thick penis through his pants,
repositioning it by his leg.  Her pussy leaked and she found she needed to
squirm a bit in her seat as a reaction.

   The music to the ceremony began.  The wedding party entered, then the
congregation stood for the bride.

   "Candy looks beautiful, doesn't she?" Diana leaned over, grabbing
George's hand, squeezing it lightly.

   "She really does," George agreed.  He returned his mom's squeeze.

   A strange thing happened between the mother and son at that moment. 
Neither one of them made any effort to release the other's hand.  They
stood waiting for the bride and her father to approach the minister so they
could be seated.

   After the minister gave the word to be seated, Diana and George sat-
still holding hands.  Diana leaned toward George's seat and rested their
hands on George's right leg.  Diana's hand was on the bottom and literally
a couple inches away from Georges bulging cock as it throbbed against his
inner thigh.

   George could smell Diana's perfume, the scent of her shampoo, the scent
that drove him crazy whenever she gave him a hug.  George strained to see
the cleavage caused by her sexy dress.  He could feel his heart beating,
his cock lurching and making the fabric of his pants pulse.  He was having
a difficult time not breaking away to use the restroom and just jacking off
to get it over with, except for the fact that doing so would remove him
from easily the sexiest situation he had ever been in.

   Diana was immersed into the entire experience.  Touching George, even if
it were just holding his hand, was at least partially relieving her strong
urge to feel something physical.  She could not remember feeling so
sexually aroused as she was at that moment.  She felt like she was melting,
she was so turned on by the feelings the stimulant was causing in
combination to the physical proximity to her son.

   George's cock was getting so hard as to be uncomfortable.  He needed to
touch it, but couldn't while holding his mom's hand.  In haste, he decided
to push his groin up, just to change its position slightly, but didn't
think about what he was doing.  His cock made brief, but unmistakable
contact with his mother's hand as he pushed it up into the air.  He moved
it back down, but as a result, their clutched hands moved toward his dick
and the back of his mom's hand was now making constant and direct contact
with his cock as it burned under his slacks.  George let out a slight moan
and looked around to see if anyone was watching.

   Diana watched in awe as her son was moving his body around trying to get
comfortable.  She was thoroughly enjoying the hand-holding.  She was
feeling sexy and sexual for the first time since, almost ever.  She held
firmly as he adjusted his seating, but did not expect for her hand to land
on the shaft of her son's erect penis.

   She looked down at the sight.  Their hands clasped firmly together and
resting on his obscenely large bulge in his pants.  At that moment, the
thought entered her mind that this was incestuous.

   Diana's head turned to her right, then across the aisle, to her
front...no one was paying any attention.  Her pussy was so wet, she feared
she might form a puddle in her seat.  She knew that all she had to do was
rub her clit a few times and she would cum.  It occurred to her that this
was possibly the most sexually aroused she'd ever been.  For some reason,
the thought of committing an act of incest, as minor as this "act" was,
sent her libido through the roof.  She thought she might even be able to
climax from the mental stimulation alone.

   George saw that his mother was aware of everything that had gone on.  He
blushed, then turned his head to look at her.  She was looking back.  The
mother and son locked in a stare but quickly broke it off and looked
forward at the ceremony.

   They sat pretending to listen as the vows were exchanged and the
ceremony proceeded.  They were frozen.  George could feel the weight of
Diana's hand on his dick.  His head swam as somehow, even more blood rushed
into his member.

   George slammed his mom repeatedly.  She was a wild woman under him;
wrapping her legs around his back pushing her pussy onto him as far as it
would go.  Her body responding to his every touch.

   His cock became sloppy wet from her cum.  She squirted volumes onto his
dick as he relentlessly continued his hard thrusting.

   "George!  What are you doing to me!  My God!  Cumming again!"

   She came so hard the second time that she stopped moving and trembled.
She had to rest.

   "Stop baby.  Stop."

   "Are you okay, mom?"

   George was really getting into the fact that he was having sex with his
gorgeous mom.  He also realized that he had to give her breaks as she was a
little over twenty years older than he was.

   Rather than say anything, Diana snuggled her head on George's shoulder
and caught her breath.  They had only been having sex for about five
minutes and she had cum twice.

   George was ready to go.  He had waited years for this, never really
expecting anything to happen.  After all, how many mothers would agree to
have sex with their sons?

   It was both a sexy and unusual experience.  Her scent was the same that
he was used to, so was her tone of voice and expressions, it was just that
this time, they were both naked and having sexual intercourse.  He knew he
was more in love, more turned-on, and more comfortable than he would ever
be with another woman.

   "I am so far beyond great that it's scaring me!" she finally answered.

   "I'm glad, mom.  This is unbelievable.  I never thought this would
happen."

   "Let's switch positions." Diana wanted to be on top.

   Diana and George kissed more as George squeezed his mother's breasts. 
Diana eventually pushed him down onto the bed and straddled him.  She
lifted her torso up and reached down to position her son's huge cock into
her hot, wet pussy.

   She gave a low moan as she lowered herself onto her son.

   "Wow." She paused and took a deep breath, "I can't believe I'm feeling
this.  You feel amazing."

   "Mom, you are the one who is amazing," George countered.

   Diana set her hands on either side of George's chest and began grinding
herself against him.  She enjoyed the feeling of her swollen clit rubbing
against his pubic hair that was directly above his cock.

   She moved her body up and down to coat his shaft with her wetness, then
resumed her grind.

   George had his hands all over her tits.  Lifting them, squeezing them,
tugging on the nipples.  After he had his way with the breasts that had
been the subject of his very first orgasm several years ago, he grabbed her
hips and assisted her grinding efforts.

   In a few minutes, Diana came again, then again.

   George rolled her onto her hands and knees and fucked his mom from
behind.  This was the position he liked the most and was soon approaching
his own orgasm.

   Diana could feel her son growing harder than she had ever felt, inside
her womb, and tried to pace herself so she would cum at the same time.  She
had to play with her clit as he fucked her hard from behind.  It was
difficult because the force of his thrusts caused her hand to get pushed
away from her clit as she was furiously rubbing it.

   George could see her tits swaying and moving along with his thrusts, a
sight that caused him to finally give his mom his first orgasm.

   Pulling her ass toward him and meeting it with his long, thick cock,
George yelled, "Fuck, Mom," he panted, holding himself deep.  He felt his
cock swell impossibly, stiff beyond anything he could imagine as his cock
head drove against his mother's womb.  The damn burst as he cried out,
"FUUUCK!" and he exploded inside the pussy he was borne from.

   Diana used two fingers on her clit as she twisted and rubbed herself to
her fifth orgasm in about thirty minutes.

   The smell of sex was in the air.  The room was not hot, but felt humid
and lived-in.  Diana shifted forward, unseating George's huge cock from her
tight, swollen, well-fucked pussy.  She rolled onto her back and George
moved between her legs.  He was trying to penetrate her again.

   "Let's take a few minutes' break, dear." She waved her hand in front of
her face indicating that she was hot and out of breath.

   George sat back on his haunches looking at the dimly-lit ceiling.  He
was in an energized, yet blissful state.  His plans had not only worked
far, far, beyond even his most outrageous fantasy, but he has saved his
mother from the dull and sexually anorexic state she was in.  He moved into
the spoon position as they cuddled together, naked.

   As they lay on the bed in a satisfied and peaceful euphoria, Diana had
some questions.

   "Georgie, what caused you to start putting the herbal supplements in the
smoothies for yourself?"

   "I did it in hopes that you would want one and start to feel better."

   "So you took a gamble on whether or not I would want a smoothie.  Pretty
smart."

   "I didn't know how well they would work.  Even if they did, I had no
idea you would be open to this.  It was a fantasy of mine to have you as a
lover, but never any sort of expectation."

   "I started thinking about having sex with you the first day I felt the
herbal supplements work.  They really woke me up." Diana confessed.

   "Didn't it bother you that I'm your son?"

   "The incest part didn't bother me at all.  You're almost 19 and you
are...fully developed.  I can trust you more than any other person on this
earth.  If you are willing, so am I."

   Her last statement turned George on to the degree that he had to have
sex with her again.  He reached down, slotting his hard cock into his mom
as they both moaned.  They began pumping their bodies together in the
primal dance of intercourse.

   The new couple passionately made love for another hour before collapsing
in each other's arms in their now quiet hotel room.

   The next day, they gathered their things from the Hyatt.  George had the
car loaded up.

   Diana, now dressed in stretch pants and a T-shirt, held her son tightly
in front of the car and said,

   "I want you to drive us back."

   "Wow.  Really, Mom?  Seriously?" George was incredulous.

   "I mean it.  You are my man, and you are the man of our house.  You
should drive."

   "I can't wait!" George hopped in the driver's seat but his mom stood
outside the door.

   George picked up on her cue almost immediately, got out of the car and
opened the door for her.

   "Sorry, Mom.  I was just a little excited about driving the BMW."

   Diana and George discussed some of what happened at the wedding and what
was coming up on the calendar that week at home, school, and work.  George
played Diana's favorite radio station on the way back as they held hands.

   As they approached the end of their drive home, Diana had a few
boundaries and rules she wanted to discuss with George.

   "I think we should talk about logistics, Georgie." She was turned to
partially face her son as he drove.

   "Logistics?  You mean like relationship plans, that sort of thing?"

   "Precisely."

   George didn't know what to make of serious expression.

   "Okay, Mom.  Shoot."

   "I am looking at you and me as a serious relationship.  Sexually, we are
already far beyond anything I have ever experienced, or heard of, or even
thought about, for that matter.  We know each other better than most
couples will ever know themselves in a lifetime.  I already love you more
than anyone else in the world, with no close second."

   "Yes.  Me too, Mom.  Very true." George glanced over to his mom as he
drove.

   "I consider our relationship sacred, and I want us to be very, very
monogamous."

   George raised his eyebrows.  He was very aroused by his mother's
relationship talk.

   "Okay, I'm with you, I agree," he replied.

   "Therefore, there will be no dating anyone else and no sex outside of
our relationship."

   George was surprised at how serious his mother was taking this.

   "Yes.  I agree completely." George was relieved this 'talk' wasn't one
of regret and re-establishing their mother-son relationship once they
returned home.

   "I also feel that we should move to a home where the neighbors don't
know you as my son.  I want to be able to love you romantically, hold hands
in public, and be a couple."

   "Wow, Mom!  You have thought a lot about this!" George was beaming.

   "I want you to move into the master bedroom and make that our room.  We
can keep your room like it is, just in case other people were to visit."

   George was beside himself with lust at this point.  He couldn't wait to
get home and fuck his mother again.  It was so hot to sit and listen to his
mom talk about all the plans she had for them and her rules.  He couldn't
have been happier, or any more turned on.

   "What do you think about those rules?" She asked, smiling.

   "I think they're fantastic!  I want to add a couple, though."

   Diana smoothed her pants with her hands.  "Okay, I'm listening."

   "I will attend college locally and commute from our house, wherever we
decide to move." George looked at his mom with apprehension, not sure if
she would go for that one.

   "We will have to play that by ear.  Let's get better situated at home,
then discuss the subject of university later.  What was your other?"

   "I would like us to have the same last name." George gripped the wheel
tightly.

   "I was thinking about that and I like the idea.  That takes some doing
on my part, but I want that too." Diana reached over and grabbed her son's
hand again.  She looked at him with loving eyes.  She needed him again.

   George carefully parked and unloaded the car.  He heard the shower run
in his mom's bathroom as he was hanging his clothes and putting the dirty
ones in the hamper.  He had stripped down to his underwear.

   "Georgie?  Where are you?"

   At hearing his mom's sexy voice, George ventured out into his home with
nothing but his underwear-something he had never done.

   His walk down the hall to his mom's master bedroom was a strange one. 
He was overwhelmed with the realization that this was a momentous occasion.
He was about to have sex with his mom in her bed.

   Diana could not have looked any sexier.  She lay naked on the bed with
one leg crossing the other, one leg bent and the other flat on the bed. 
Her breasts hung naturally full and perfectly positioned.  Her nipples were
centered in areolas the size of quarters and poked up waiting for
attention. The lavender bed sheets were turned down so far that they were
nearly off the bed.

   George stopped at the entrance to the bedroom and said so quietly as to
be a whisper:

   "Fuck yes."

   George quickly removed his underwear allowing his swollen cock and heavy
balls to be released.  Diana's gaze left her son's eyes and focused on his
cock.

   He approached the bed and stood at the side, but before he could climb
onto it, his mother slid over and grabbed his thick cock with her hand.

   Before George could utter a word his mom had the head of his cock in her
mouth and was pressing her tongue firmly against the underside.  She was
now flat on her stomach stretched out before George.  Her smooth, round ass
curved up from the low dive of her lower back.

   George stood watching in awe as his mom swallowed more of his cock.  She
followed this with rhythmic stroking using only her mouth.

   "Oh God, Mom.  Your mouth feels so good."

   Diana broke from her son's cock and said, "We have a lot of catching up
to do."

   It was an incredibly difficult thing for George not to cum in her mouth
right then.

   George moved himself onto the bed and his mom repositioned her body. 
Now George was on his back as his mom continued sucking between his legs.

   "I'm going to cum, Mom!" George warned.

   Diana didn't want a quickie, so she lay down next to George and stopped
touching his penis.

   George used the opportunity to kiss her breasts, stomach, and hips,
making his way to her sweet, trimmed, pussy.

   Diana instinctively spread her legs for her son and George quickly moved
on her exposed clitoris.  His arms wrapped under each leg and grabbed hold
of her at the hips.  Now he could pin his face into her so she couldn't
escape his efforts to make her cum.

   Diana's clit was aching for this.  She had never had an orgasm as a
result of having oral sex and she knew that if anyone could help her it
would be George.

   She spread her legs and massaged his broad shoulders as his face met her
snatch.  She cooed and moaned in approval of her son's wandering tongue. 
She loved the sensation, and George appeared to be a natural at this.  She
was in heaven.

   George loved the feeling of her hot, firm clit rubbing against his
smooth face.  He was enjoying the feeling of rubbing his face all over his
mom's pussy.  Just the thought of him doing this nearly caused him to cum.

   He experimented on her; how she responded to various "techniques".  He
discovered that the one that earned the most enthusiastic response when he
started sucking on her clit and pulling on it while it was pinched softly
between his lips.

   "Yes!  George...keep sucking my clit, Georgie...yes, baby..."

   "Oh, my God, Georgie!  Yes!  Yes!  YES!!"

   Diana immediately began saturating her son's face with her juices.  She
came again and again in a fast series of orgasms.  She yelled his name
repeatedly as she grabbed his hair and smashed his handsome, young face
into her pussy.

   George's entire face and forehead were dripping wet from his mom's cum.
He had cum about thirty seconds after her last orgasm simply by rubbing his
cock onto the bed.

   "Oh George!  My God!  That was over-the-top!"

   "I love doing that, Mom." George was breathing hard trying to relax.

   "Where did you learn to do that?" Diana had her head on George's chest
and was gently massaging his balls as he lay next to her.

   "I learned that I can be a very good lover if I love who I am having sex
with," George answered without even thinking about it.

   "George, that is such a simple, yet profound thing to say.  You are
absolutely right.  This is why my feelings about making love to you are so
different than they were for your father and for Robert.

   "I love you, George."

   "I love you, Mom."

   Later that day, George moved his clothes into the master closet and the
bottom half of his mom's dressers.  He placed his shoes in the cubbies
where Robert stored his.  He took his place in his mom's bed proudly and
capably.

   Diana was infatuated with her son.  She had to budget how many times
they had sex each day to ward off soreness and chafing.  She couldn't get
enough of him.

   In a few months, they moved into a more isolated house across town that
was close to a local university where George would attend in the fall.  It
was a nice three-bedroom home that was situated on a golf course.

   They elected not to decorate or set up a room for George in their new
home.  This small act led to incredible sexual gratification for them. 
There was something about George not having his own room that provided an
endless source of sexual stimulation for the couple, reminding them that
they were lovers as well as family.  Diana especially enjoyed the
incest-talk they engaged in while having sex.

   One Saturday after they had fully moved into their new home, Diana was
putting away some of George's clothes.  She opened the top drawer of his
dresser and discovered several bottles of pills.  The herbal supplements
from the weekend of the wedding.

   Diana collected all the bottles and threw them in the waste basket.

   "I guess I don't need these anymore!" She made sure George saw her toss
the pills out.

   "That's right!  You haven't had a single pill since Candy and Arthur's
wedding.  Mom, that's crazy!" George was truly dumbfounded.

   "It's amazing how sexual I am when I finally find the right person."

   Diana closed the drawer to the dresser and climbed in bed with her son.


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