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 TITLE: Perfume-04 - Postmortem

   Copyright (C) 2009, w1drng.  ALL Rights Reserved

   STORY CODES: mg, incest, drug

   SUMMARY: This is the fourth installment of the Perfume series.  In
chapter 1 Richard turns the tables on his mother with her new experimental
perfume, saving most of it for the future.  In chapter 2 he tries to
control it better when he uses it on his older sister but it still gets out
of hand.  In chapter 3 he finally gets it right and has a wonderful time
with his little sister Lucy, until the tables are turned.  With the help of
Lucy he examines the writing of his experiences with a look to the future.

   ADULTSONLY: This work is total fiction.  It is intended for ADULTS ONLY.
It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving minors.  If you are
not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such
material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this
story.  Any resemblance to actual persons or activities depicted is purely
coincidental.  I neither encourage nor condone the involvement of children
in sexual oriented acts with adults.

   Hi, I'm Rick.  My mother calls me Richard.  My little sister calls me
Ricky.  Everyone else, just Rick.  I started posting my stories, about my
experiences with my mother's aphrodisiac perfume she got from work, onto
some website.  I got kicked off one site because I'm not 18 yet.  How can I
help that?  These things happened to me and I want to write about them. 
This chapter in my perfume series is sort of an early postmortem on what I
have written so far.  I have to admit there have been a few issues.

   For those who may be reading this installment without reading the first
three, you really should go back and read them in order.  It gives you the
background for what is talked about here.  But for those who simply want to
push on, here is the story summary from a high level.  My mom works for a
research laboratory that makes perfumes.  She always brings them home to
try on me.  Well this one particular perfume she brought home was actually
a highly effective aphrodisiac.  I got ahold of it along with some antidote
and used it on my mom and my two sisters.  I used it on others too but they
aren't told about until later installments of the Perfume series.  I
decided I wanted to keep a journal of all of my experiences with the
perfume drug so I started writing these stories.  I found that these
websites would publish my stories so that's what I have been doing.  Being
a novice at this I had to learn by my mistakes, some of which are described
below.  Also I am trying to respond to the criticisms and suggestions made
in the comments about my stories.  I see that one site keeps track of
comments and has a rating system.  Being in high school now I understand
how important good grades are.  I hope that you all give me positive
ratings on my stories on those sites that allow it.  Thank you for writing
constructive comments.

   The first is that it took me three submissions before I realized and was
able to correct the terrible formatting of my stories.  Who knew that all
my indentations would be removed, making the reading of the stories so
difficult.  I now know that instead of indenting four characters, I simply
put a spacer line in-between to make it easier to read.  Of course that is
only an issue for one site.  Now that I'm on another there doesn't seem to
be the same problem.  It auto formats everything just fine.

   Next there have been some comments both on other people's stories as
well as my own about the use of the word cum versus come, you know when you
climax.  So, I researched the web and found arguments on both sides.  One
person said that you wouldn't say "He cummed all over her face," but rather
"He came all over her face." Another responded saying that that was fine
for past tense but he preferred the erotic nature of the word cum for
present tense.  He would rather see "He was about to cum," than "He was
about to come." I agree with this so will use the word cum and its
variations instead of come, where it makes most sense.  But for past tense
I will still use "came."

   I want to apologize to my readers for getting carried away a bit with my
stories.  I wanted to tell you what happened with the perfume but as I put
it down on paper, I wondered sometimes if what really happened wasn't
sensational enough.  For example in my first story "Perfume 1 - Mother" I
told about how I stole my mother's perfume and used it on her.  I still
can't believe it all happened.  Anyway, after I fucked my mother in the
ass, I didn't really tell the truth as to what happened next.  I was afraid
the truth wouldn't sound so good and so I embellished my story.  The
problem is that the story change was not a good change.  Some readers took
offense.  The lie was worse than the truth, which I should have not used.
But at the time the truth seemed sort of lame.  Anyway I have changed my
story back to what really happened.  After I fucked her in the ass I really
did go to the batchroom and clean up.  She didn't do anything gross like my
earlier version said.  Anyway I have learned to just tell the truth.  What
really happened is so fantastic that the truth will be enough.

   Just to be clear, and absolve my conscience of my lie, in the story I
said that after I climaxed in her ass and pulled myself out, my mother
cleaned me off with her mouth.  That never happened.  She was so far under
the influence of the drug, the perfume, she might have done what it if I
told her to.  But the truth is I left her panting on the bed as I went to
the bathroom.  I quickly cleaned my dick off at the sink, thoroughly
washing both my groin area and hands with the hand soap from the counter.
By the time I was drying off well you know the rest of the story from here.


   I have another problem in my story with Lucy, "Perfume 3 - Little
Sister." Remember, she had to write a section because I can't remember part
of the night when I was under the drug.  I actually made her write down a
couple of things that never happened, just to sensationalize our time
together.  Again I apologize.  First off I never fucked Lucy in the ass.  I
never have yet, as of this writing anyway.  I made her say that in her
section of the story but it never happened.  Also the pounding I gave her
in the mouth was stated far worse than it really was, according to Lucy
anyway as I can't remember clearly.  Again I made Lucy embellish it. 
Again, these corrections about Lucy's story are based on her telling me
what happened and me just "encouraging" her to enhance that for the story.
I was heavily under the influence of the perfume at the time and don't
really remember much of anything.  So who knows, maybe it really did
happen. Only Lucy knows for sure.

   I don't know why I would ever need to enhance any story with Lucy in it.
She is amazing and we have a wonderful time together.  I don't ever need to
make anything up with her.

   The story with Maryanne, "Perfume 2 - Older Sister," happened pretty
much like I reported it.  I have another one coming up that involves
Maryanne but I want to tell them in the order they actually happened. 
Grandma is next, "Perfume 5 - Grandma." It is already written but I am
going to go into it and make a few corrections.  There is a section about a
rope.  I originally thought the truth would sound better if I expanded on
that rope episode and therefore made some stuff up.  But I see now there is
no need.  I want this to be the truth and as I noted above, as I sometimes
embellished my stories.  But no more.

   This whole thing with my mother's perfume being an aphrodisiac drug is
way out there in the first place.  In the last few weeks I have gone from a
horny 14-year-old virgin to an incestuous and promiscuous
something-or-other, I don't know what.  I just know now that my sex life
went from zero to out-of-this-world.  I don't need to pretend it is more
than what it is.  People probably don't believe the truth of my stories
anyway.  If I hadn't experienced it all myself I wouldn't believe it
either. And that's OK.  I just want to get these down on paper while I
remember them.  These websites have been so kind to post them for me so
that other's can know what I am experiencing, well at least one site still
allows them.  The actual perfume drug is in the early stages of its
development.  It will be tested by others, refined, tested some more,
refined again, and so on.  Eventually it will make it to market, surely at
a much diminished capacity and concentration than the bottle I have.  The
market version probably won't need an antidote.  Who knows, maybe they'll
incorporate some of the antidote properties into the perfume to tone it
down.

   "Lucy, stop it.  Don't you see I'm trying to write something serious
here?" Lucy is nibbling on my ear while I am writing this.  She is one
great thing that came out of all of this, Lucy and me.  God I love being
with Lucy, and to be able to fuck her, well that's just heaven for me.  We
don't use the perfume, just that first Sunday, never since.  I don't want
to waste it and we don't need it.

   "What Lucy, you want me to tell them that?  OK." Lucy wanted me to
mention that the night she got home after my first adventure with our mom,
Lucy slept on he sheets soaked in cum.  She fell in love with the smell and
wanted me more than she ever did before.  "That's gross Lucy, Mom was out
of control.  We didn't know what we were doing.  We just sort of forgot
about the sheets.  Otherwise we would have cleaned things up a bit. 
Sorry...What?  Well I'm sorry anyway." That Lucy sometimes.  Anyway back to
my story.

   Actually, over time, trial and error, I have learned to use the perfume
sparingly, the same with the antidote.  I am learning the expected response
level from the amount that I use.  I'm not perfect yet with it but I'm
getting there.  This care will make my bottle of perfume last a while
longer, though I have enough to last my whole life.  One reader said I
should write about contacting the lab, telling them of my experiences and
see if I could get some more.  I hadn't thought of doing that but maybe I
should.  Of course with my new ethical standard of telling the truth I
wouldn't make up a story that I did that unless it actually happened.  If I
decide to do this, I will contact the lab first and tell you what came of
it afterwards in one of my future Perfume stories.  My only concern right
now would be to make sure my mom doesn't get in trouble because of it.  I
love my mom and don't want to cause her any grief.

   Speaking of my mom, she holds me more now, just holds me close, like she
is remembering.  Then she gives me a kiss on the lips before letting me go.
It's not a lover's kiss, but there is something more to it.  It's as if she
is saying with that kiss that she wishes it could be more but knows it is
best if we just leave it alone.  I love her for it.

   OK, it looks like Lucy won't leave me alone.  She wants to take me to
bed so I am going to have to end this now.  Stay tuned for "Perfume 5 -
Grandma" which is coming out soon.  I do have several more episodes with
the perfume that I haven't written down yet, quite a number actually.  One
I mentioned earlier about Maryanne.  She is just the side story.  It's her
friend Laticia that gets the dose of perfume.  But the most fun I have had
with the perfume lately has been at Lucy's slumber party.  Oh My God, who
knew that so many little girls could be so, well, erotic to say the least?
Those little vixens taught me a thing or two.  That will be a fun one to
write about.  And I promise to tell exactly what happened, all truth, no
lies.  One of the more recent uses of the perfume though was with my
English teacher, Mrs.  Hodges.  WOW!  Can't wait to write about her.

   "I'm almost done Lucy.  Be right there." She is getting impatient.  I
have to finish this.  What's so great about my relationship with Lucy is
that I can tell her anything and it doesn't matter.  She knows about
everyone now, yes even Maryanne.  And she still wants me.  Lucy even teases
me sometimes.  Yesterday when we were in bed she said, "Oh fuck me Richard,
fuck your teacher hard," pretending she was Mrs.  Hodges.  She's a
cornball. But a hot little cornball.

   I realize that someday Lucy will actually meet someone else she likes
and this will all be over.  But for now I am just enjoying Lucy, ...  and a
few other people that strike my fancy.

   Well got to go.  Lucy is waiting.

   The end (but only for today)