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  “I don’t know, Beth,” he said. His sister didn’t react, and he began to feel as though he needed to explain more. “I mean, it felt almost like I was being pressured into it, you know? The whole Milonics thing, and Bea, and all of the women there…they acted like it was totally normal. They even said it would help me and mom…well, become closer.”

  Beth put her hand on his shoulder.

  “It’s okay, it’s not your fault,” she said. “We’ll head back tomorrow, talk mom out of this nonsense, and then we can all move past it. This doesn’t have to be a big deal.”

  “No, of course not,” said Paul.

  Neither of them said anything for a moment. The room felt hot, and stuffy. Paul looked as Beth and the two of them locked eyes, both waiting, but not knowing what for.

  “Paul…” Beth whispered his name slowly, and her hand began to run up his. Paul slid closer to his sister, and looked deeper into her eyes. She was so beautiful, and it was just the two of them in the room. It was as though their bodies had come to a decision free of rational thought, free of objections.

  He leaned in and kissed Beth softly on the lips. His sister let out a soft breath, and ran one of her hands up his side. Her touch felt so warm and electrified, and Paul’s cock was stiffening in response to it, rising for the occasion.

  “What…what are we doing?” asked Beth. Paul kissed her on the neck, and she let out a moan. Her question was one that he felt like he was also silently asking. Just what the hell were they doing?

  His sister’s hand slid across his leg and came to a rest on his hard package. The two of them collapsed back on to the bed and stared at each other for a moment, Beth continuing to play with his cock through his pants as she began to shake her head from side to side.

  “We shouldn’t…” she said. “Paul, this is insane! It must just be a side effect from what you went to.”

  “Yeah, it’s no big deal,” said Paul. “And you’re right, we’re just being dumb right now.”

  He nodded, and then their bodies pulled together again, as though drawn by some type of sexual magnetism. He kissed his sister passionately, feeling her tongue come out to meet his in response. His hands ran across her back and down her jeans, feeling the soft fabric of her panties.

  Paul was grinding his hard cock against his sister’s body, and it felt amazing. He felt guilty, and ashamed, but a sick sexual thrill flooded over him and drowned out the other emotions. It was pure bliss, sensory overload, and his body moved automatically to take it even further.

  He quickly began unbuttoning his sister’s blouse, staring into her eyes as he did. The look that the two of them shared was enough to say a thousand words. All of their worries and doubts, fears and concerns, and intense desires were there in between them, reflected in the eyes.

  “Oh god, Paul,” whispered Beth. He nodded, as though affirming to her that yes, it was really happening.

  The last button was undone, and Paul pulled his sister’s blouse back and over her shoulders. Her breasts looked amazing underneath it, and he pushed forward and grabbed them with his hands. Beth let out a small moan and rubbed her hips against him. It was all the encouragement Paul needed to take things to the next level.

  He unbuttoned his sister’s tight jeans and slowly pulled them down, admiring her perfect curves and inviting thighs as he did. Paul felt awkward as he rushed to strip his own clothes off, disrobing in front of the older sister that had both teased and encouraged him throughout his childhood.

  “Beth…” Paul looked at her on the bed, and he looked at his own big, rock hard member, pushing out against the fabric of his boxers.

  “Just…this one time, Paul,” whispered his sister. Paul climbed on top of her and pulled his cock out of his boxers, and then began rubbing it against his sister’s pantie covered mound. His hands went to work on her bra, exposing her gorgeous, perky breasts, and then finally, he pulled down the thin strip of fabric separating him and his sister from illicit, taboo bliss.

  “Sis…” Paul felt like he should say something, but couldn’t find the words. His thoughts were clouded by his urges and lust, and more than anything, he just needed to get off. He pushed the head of his cock against the entrance of Beth’s cunt, as if knocking on the front door, and asking to be let in.

  Beth was already wet and ready for him. She ran one of her hands through Paul’s hair, and with the other one, slowly pulled his manhood inside of her. Instantly, Paul felt as though he had been dropped into a warm, pleasurable bath. His sister’s pussy was tight on all sides and felt like it was drawing his cock further and further in.

  “Oh god, Beth…” Paul moaned as he began to thrust. He had never had sex before, not with anyone. It was confusing for his first time to be with his sister, but also comforting. He felt as though she was looking out for him, just like she’d done back when they were kids.

  “Paul, oh god, Paul!” Beth moaned and pulled him in, wrapping her arms against him as the flesh of their bodies met.

  Paul had never realized that anything could feel so good. He felt as though it all made sense. The tension that he’d felt around Beth, and the strange thoughts he’d had about her, it had always been hinting at this. Paul had entered a vast realm of pleasure that had been there all along, right under the surface.

  Beth was breathing heavily and biting one of her lips. She wrapped her legs around Paul and rubbed his cheek with one of her hands, as though accepting him as both a brother and a lover. Paul was amazed by how good her pussy felt, amazed by how close and connected he felt to his sister.

  This was what the Milonics movement had been talking about, he realized. As Paul pumped his cock deep into his sister, the sound of their bodies slapping together hot on the air, he knew for a fact that the two of them had moved into territory beyond where most siblings ever could or would reach.

  “Fuck me, Paul,” moaned Beth. “Oh god, don’t stop!”

  Paul couldn’t have stopped himself if he’d wanted to. It felt too good pushing into her, and something very primal and animalistic had taken over. He was showing his sister a side of him that he didn’t even know had existed a couple of hours ago.

  Beth began to tense up, and she let out a cry and buried her face into Paul’s shoulder. He felt her cunt tensing up around his cock, a sensation that was just enough to push him into similar straits. He slammed into her a couple more times, really getting all of him inside of her, as deep his cock would go, and then felt his body release.

  Paul shot his cum deep inside his sister without hesitation. Each spurt felt as though it was leaving a permanent mark in both of their memories. There was no going back. Neither of them could ever forget.

  He collapsed onto the side of the bed as his orgasm slowly died down, and Beth cuddled against him. Paul felt as though he should say something, but he didn’t know what. It was hard for him to process what had just happened.

  “Paul…” whispered Beth, after a moment. “We shouldn’t have done that.”

  Paul looked over at his sister, and shook his head.

  “No sis, I’m glad that we did that,” he said. “I…I think I understand now.”

  He got up off the bed, and started putting his clothes on. Beth sat up, pulling the sheets around her as she did.

  “What are you doing?” she asked.

  “I’m heading home to talk to mom,” he said. “Alone. I’ll walk back, don’t worry about your car. I’m going to talk to her, and we’re going to face this thing head on.”

  “Paul…” said Beth. “Are you sure about this?”

  Paul smiled at her.

  “I’ve never been so sure about anything in my entire life.”

  CHAPTER 6

  It only took Paul about twenty minutes to walk home. The sun had set, and it was dark outside as he made his way up the steps. The only car in the driveway was his mother’s, and he didn’t see any crowded along the street, like there had been when he’d left.

  Paul opened the door and ste
pped inside quietly, shutting it behind him and taking off his boots and jacket. The house was quiet, a stark contrast to how it had been before he’d left. From the kitchen, Paul heard the sound of soft footsteps, and when he turned towards them, he saw his mom headed into the living room.

  “Hey sweetie,” said Laurie, in a quiet voice. She was still wearing the thin night gown that she’d had on before. Just looking at her made Paul begin to get excited all over again. His heartbeat sped up, and he began to have second thoughts about what he had planned to do.

  “Hey mom,” he said. “Did everybody leave?”

  Laurie nodded, and stepped closer to him.

  “It’s not worth it. I think the Milonics movement has a lot of good ideas, but maybe I got too caught up in it to see that there are also some bad ones.”

  Laurie stood a few feet away from her son and looked at him seriously. Paul understood exactly where her mind was at. It had been a confusing situation, with the pressure of Bea and the rest of the women pushing them towards an encounter that they’d both been unsure about. But now, Paul was sure.

  “Mom,” he said. “I love you so much. More than anyone else in my life.”

  “I know, honey, I love you too.” Laurie took another step towards him and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. Paul turned his face at the last second, intentionally ensuring that their lips made contact.

  “Mom…” Instead of saying anything more, Paul let his hand drift onto her breast. His mom’s face was a mix of surprise and embarrassment. She shook her head, and then placed her hand over his.

  “Paul, I don’t know…”

  “You were ready before,” said Paul. He pulled her in closer to him, feeling his rock hard cock straining against the confines of his pants.

  “That was different. I’ve had a lot of time to think. You’re my son, Paul…and I’m your mom.”

  “I know that.” Paul kissed her again, and let the hard package in his pants rub against his mom’s stomach. It was a gift for her. He wanted her to have it.

  “Sweetie, let’s just move past this,” said Laurie. “We don’t have to do anything that we’ll regret.”

  “I’m not going to regret this,” said Paul. He pulled his shirt up and over his head, and then took his mom’s hand in his, and slowly guided it down his chest and stomach, to his crotch.

  “You’re my son,” said Laurie. “The idea of us…it’s just…”

  “What is it, mom?” asked Paul. He leaned his face in close to his neck and let his words and breath tickle her sensitive skin. “How does it make you feel?”

  “Oh no,” whispered his mom. “No, Paul, please…”

  He let his hand slide up her thigh, all the way up to her soft mound. His mom wasn’t wearing panties, and he could feel that she was already wet. Paul moved her hands back to his pants, and this time, she continued unbuttoning them, and then pulled them down.

  “Mom, I want us to be as close as we possibly can be,” said Paul. “Maybe Milonics is right…at least in this aspect. Maybe we should give it a try.”

  He believed the words as they came out of his mouth, but he would have said them even if he hadn’t. The sex with Beth had felt so mind-blowingly good, and his mom was even sexier, and more off limits. He would do anything to have her, even push through his own intense shame and hesitation.

  “Honey, what about your father?” Laurie was pulling his cock out of his boxers as she spoke, and it made Paul wild with horniness and desire.

  “It’s just this one time,” said Paul. “He’ll never find out, and we’ll all get along better.”

  Paul guided his mom down onto the couch, staring at her perfect pink pussy as he slid her legs open and moved himself into position. He reached his hands forward and pulled his mom’s big tits out through the top of her nightgown, creating a scene that was more arousing and erotic than anything he ever could have imagined.

  “Okay, maybe…” Laurie nodded slowly and stared at her son’s cock. “Maybe if we just try it, for a minute. But you shouldn’t take it too far, Paul. You can’t…”

  “I can’t what, mom?” Paul slowly began to slide his hard cock into his mom’s folds, feeling her warmth and wetness welcoming him in with the same grace and comforting kindness that his mother embodied.

  “You can’t cum inside mommy, Paul.” Laurie whispered and blushed as she spoke, as if saying the words out loud made her feel intense shame. “This is only supposed to be a Milonics exercise.”

  Paul leaned in and kissed his mom, and as he did, his cock slip further up into her. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, and fit about half of his hard mast into her tight, wet pussy. It felt incredible, so good that he had to focus on his breathing to keep from cumming immediately.

  “Oh god!” Laurie reacted similarly, tensing her body up and looking at Paul as though he were both her son, and her lover. Paul kissed her neck, and then the side of her mouth, and then her lips, feeling his hips take over as he began to pump his hard rod into and out of his mom’s tight cunt.

  “Mom!” cried Paul. “Oh mom, you feel so good!”

  The two of them were breathing heavily, and the couch began to creak as Paul increased his rhythm. This was what he had been dreaming of for so many years, but he had never truly realized it. The temptation of his mom, the urges and desires he had towards her, they’d manifested in the way he’d interacted with other beautiful women, other older women. But this went beyond any of it.

  Paul was groping at his mother’s tits and thrusting into her like a wild man. His eyes were locked onto hers, and both of them shared in a gaze that said so much with so little. They would have to keep all of what was happening secret. They would have to know about it forever. They would have to come to terms with the fact that it felt almost too good, better than it either could have imagined.

  “Yes!” cried Laurie. “Just like that sweetie, right there!”

  Paul shifted one of his mom’s legs to get a better angle to pump his cock in from. Her pussy felt hike it was stroking him off, so soft and inviting, as though it had some type of sexual magic in it.

  “That’s right mom, oh god, you feel so good!” Paul rolled one of her nipples back and forth between his fingers. He had never dreamed of being able to understand his mom’s body on this level. If this was what Milonics was, than he had to admit, he was a believer.

  Paul was moaning, and his mother was crying out. The scene felt like something out of a porn movie, except with a rawness that couldn’t be synthesized by actors and film. This was sex, real, illicit, desire driven sex, and it was so pleasurable that Paul felt like it was all he wanted to live for.

  The couch was creaking dangerously underneath them. Paul was slamming his cock into his mom’s cunt with enough intensity to make lewd slapping noises. If anyone else had been in the house, there would have easily overheard what was going on.

  “Oh, Paul!” cried Laurie. “Sweetie, mommy’s going to, you’re going to make me…”

  “Mom!” Paul was right there with her. He drove his cock into her faster, pushing his lips tightly against hers as she squealed out in pleasure, and feeling her tits in his hands. He couldn’t hold out for even a second longer, and began to unload, against his mom’s wishes, deep with her pussy.

  The cum splashed out of Paul’s cock, hotter and thicker than any load he had ever shot before. This was what he needed, the type of love that only a mother could give. Paul only wished that he could get more of it, that he could have her whenever he wanted.

  The two of them cuddled on the couch the best that they could, warming each other with their body heat. Laurie wouldn’t meet his eye at first, and Paul began to get worried that things may have changed for the worst. Finally, she turned to him, and rubbed her hand against his cheek.

  “My beautiful baby boy…” she said.

  “Mom,” whispered Paul. “I always want you to be a part of my life.”

  Laurie smiled at him, and then kissed him on the lips, slowly and p
assionately.

  “There are Milonics retreats,” she said. “I think we’re going to have to start going to them regularly.”

  “I think that’s a great idea, mom,” said Paul. He felt his mom’s body against him, and realized that his cock was getting hard again.

  END

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  Tom Varson turned his attention away from the trees and rural emptiness moving by the passenger window of the family’s minivan. His step mom, Angie, was behind the driver’s wheel, smiling cheerfully at him and swaying to the music coming from the radio.