Sacred Relationships

Elsa was standing in the kitchen, the smell of vanilla buttercream and roasting coffee lingering nicely in the cramped room. She smoothed the material of her thin summer dress, feeling the silk clinging to her slim waist, and the rounded weight of her breasts. She looked quite good, she was well aware of it, having stood in front of a mirror for an hour, appreciating the nice shape of her narrow waist contrasting nicely with thick, muscular legs.

Today was the day. Rody, her son, is eighteen today. Eighteen, the age where the borderline disappears and everything becomes easier and more accessible to the child, regardless of the gender. Her husband was away for a month, having to go to one of his corporate retreats, which was supposedly more a holiday than something business-related. The house had a very quiet, solemn atmosphere, being only inhabited by the humming of the refrigerator and the pounding footsteps of Rody, walking downstairs.

Elsa turned to the incoming boy and eyed his body carefully, taking in the new changes. He had gotten really big during the last year, growing up to be an impressive specimen of a man and no longer looked as gangly and awkward as he did at the age of fifteen. His T-shirt was clinging to his chest, displaying nicely toned pectorals, and his previously square, childish jaw had become more chiseled and sharper.

"Happy birthday, baby," she purred in her sultry voice, walking to him and wrapping her arms around his neck. She pressed her chest against his strong torso, feeling his stiff muscles underneath the light fabric.

Rody grinned at her, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Eighteen. Finally! Does this mean I get more allowance or more chores?"

Elsa laughed, her rich laugh filling the room, and stepped back, beckoning her son to follow her. She led him to the dining room, where a decadent chocolate cake was waiting to be cut. "Let's have some cake first, and then..." She paused dramatically, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "... I'll give you a man's present."

"You're actually going to let me drink?" Rody frowned, sitting in one of the chairs as she set a plate of cake before him. "Dad would have killed you!"

"Dad isn't here," she whispered, bending over Rody, her ass cheeks brushing against his knees. She set the plate of cake down in front of him and made sure to grind her breast against his shoulder, sending a jolt of electricity straight down her spine. "And I'm responsible for the house and your well-being as of today."

Rody gave her a sidelong glance, taking in the exposed valley of her cleavage, which made the boy's mouth water with hormones, although he had no idea how to explain the weird feeling. He smirked at his mother, his hormones raging out of control. "You look nice today, Mom. That dress is kinda short, isn't it?"

Elsa felt her cheeks darken at his words (which was not physically possible, given that they were already crimson from grinding). "Is it?" She gave a sultry laugh. "Well, maybe I wanted to be a bit sexy and celebrate your big day!"

She picked up the glass with amber liquid in it, a potent bourbon she hid in the back of the cupboard. She didn't just have one drink; no, for every empty glass, she ordered another one and praised the "healthy" alcohol addiction of a man like Rody.

"Woah," the boy muttered, blinking lazily as he waved his hand in front of his bleary eyes. "This drink is really... Something else!"

"Just relax, Rody. You are a man now, and men need their liquor," Elsa said, her voice coming out in a whisper. She stared at his goofy drunk face, noting the drooping eyelids and slurred speech. The boy had already passed three glasses, and the fourth one was in front of him. She watched with a growing heart that the boy's legs had failed him, and he had trouble getting up to move his chair from the way.

"I feel... Weird," he declared, staggering to his feet again, but failing as his knees buckled under his weight. "Everything spins, Mom!"

"I've got you," Elsa whispered, feeling a rush of something dark and vile inside her soul as she looked at the silly, drunk boy in front of her with the expression of a crazed woman. She pulled him close, trying to steady the boy, feeling the warmth of his body against her chest.

He collapsed on the seat, his eyes rolling back as the alcohol consumed his synapses. "I feel... Silly, Mom..."

Elsa took the opportunity as the perfect moment and grabbed his arm. With a forceful shove and jerk that she never would have allowed herself when Rody was sober, she pushed the boy back to the bedroom, her heart beating wildly in her chest. The smell of the boy's cologne filled her lungs, making her saliva water as she laid the boy on her bed, his naked, muscular torso lying across the white sheets. She stood over Rody's twitching body, admiring the perfect masculinity of the boy. She took in the sight of his crotch with a strange mix of emotions bubbling inside her - a feeling of loathing. Also a feeling of longing, which was so embarrassing. For nearly eight years of Rody's life, she had secretly felt this weird desire - to satisfy a disgusting impulse of fucking her own child and taking him in her most intimate place. Now her wish was coming true - soon the boy would be all hers for an intimate part of the evening, and nothing would stop it. The boy looked ridiculous lying in her bed, his hands twitching helplessly as she took one step closer to him. She gripped his pants at his waist in her hands, a strange feeling of determination filling her.

"Finally," she whispered.

Elsa pushed his pants down, revealing his sleeping member, which was disgustingly huge in her opinion. The young boy's penis was a real work of art in her opinion - the skin was pale, and the large head of it was swollen and red. Hanging from the main part were the heavy sack of balls, which sent another wave of disgust through her womb, feeling her thighs getting damp. Elsa remembered the days when he used to take baths with her - he always seemed so small and helpless. The sight sent a wave of want through her. The thought of Rody's cute little penis growing up into this hardened and massive organ made the woman whimper right then and there before pushing her fingers into Rody's pants, pushing them down over his hips to reveal his underwear. She gripped the waistband and slowly pushed them down his legs, revealing the boy's smooth legs.

"My boy," she sighed. "My precious son's penis will fill me up soon enough."

Elsa dropped to her knees in front of Rody and stared at his cock with an expression of a starving woman in front of the most delicious meal of her life. Slowly, she leaned in, her nose brushing against his balls as she took in their delicious musk. Then, without hesitation, she flicked her tongue out at the head of the boy's cock, tasting the liquid that was coating his skin in a salt-like substance. Her tongue sent a shockwave of pleasure through Rody's body, causing an involuntary twitch as she sucked the sensitive head into her mouth. She moaned around the boy's penis, swirling her tongue around the rim of it in a sensual motion before using her hand to cup the base of it, sliding her palm up and down his shaft.

Slowly, the vein in the shaft of it began to pulse, filling with blood as it grew heavier and stiffer in her mouth. It was now a thick and hard rod that strained in her mouth, and she looked up, watching the drunk expression still on Rody's face. He had no idea that his mother was worshiping his manhood. She then slid her mouth down the length of his cock, stopping as far as her lips could stretch. A loud slurping noise filled the room as she sucked on the boy's tool with increasing intensity, her cheeks puffing up as she flicked her tongue all around the slit of his head. The sounds she was making sounded so lewd and dirty that she felt an involuntary shudder run down her spine as the pleasure built in her core, growing stronger with every passing second. Suddenly, she felt her walls tightening around the thick shaft of Rody's penis. She sucked harder and more furiously on the head of his cock, her cheeks hollowing as she did so. She was dying of pleasure right then and there, the delicious pain of his balls twisting in her palm causing another wave of euphoria to crash over her head.

Elsa pulled her mouth off Rody's penis, leaving behind a string of saliva that stretched from her lips to the glowing head of his shaft. She gasped loudly, feeling her juices running down her leg, her pussy aching in an unbearable way. She was so wet and needy that she reached down, pulling her dress up over her head, discarding it to the floor as she stood bare in front of Rody. She then climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips before taking Rody's stiff cock in her hand and lowering her body slowly to meet his lips.

Elsa moaned aloud, her eyes rolling back as the head of his penis pressed against her folds. She had never felt something so big, and the sight of his swollen balls next to her made her stomach clinch. "God, you're so much bigger than Dad, baby," she gasped.

She slowly slid down his shaft, lowering her body until she met the end of his cock. Taking him into her entirely, the sensation was indescribable. She felt the tip of his member stretching her out until it met the depths of her core. She moaned into the room, gripping the sheets of the bed in her hands. She began circling her hips, feeling his cock inside her with a combination of pleasure and pain as it rubbed against her sensitive walls.

Shlick. Squelch. Shlick.

The sounds of their bodies colliding echoed through the house, the sounds of them fucking growing louder with every passing second. She could feel the ridges of his cock rubbing against the tight walls of her vagina, and she leaned forward to press her medium-sized breasts against Rody's chest. The movement caused her to slap her hands against his chest with every outward thrust of her hips, feeling the boy's penis stretch her out again.

"You're so big, Rody... You're so perfect," she cried out, her eyes fluttering shut as she reached the peak of her pleasure. The sensations coursing through her veins left her mind racing, every nerve ending tingling with the electricity of pure ecstasy. She bounced on his cock faster and faster, feeling her walls tighten around it, trying to pull him deeper inside of her. The smell of their combined juices and sex filled the room, the scent of it causing her to gasp in delight as she felt her thighs getting heavier and damper.

Suddenly, a strange feeling of wanting something more powerful consumed her - she needed to feel his masculinity fill her, to stretch and expand her with his power. Gasping in surprise, she moved off of his cock with a wet pop and turned around, pushing her cheeks up to present her virgin tight hole to the unconscious youth, whose mouth was still wide open in confusion.

She reached back and positioned Rody to slip the head of his cock into her anus, and she gave a surprised gasp as she felt it enter her. She groaned and moved her hips back, forcing herself onto him. The sensation of being stretched filled her rectum, and the full force of his girth pressing against her insides was overwhelming. She cried out in surprise, then in pleasure, the pressure on her anus and the full stretch in her vaginal canal was a massive explosion of feel-good sensations.

Elsa then began to ride him in her butt, her movements jerking and wild as she felt the pleasure mount in her pelvis. It was loud, and she liked the way the air pushed out of her orifice with each slapping movement. Her balls - well technically her son's balls - slapped against her anus with each powerful stroke, creating this fantastic rhythm that she was enjoying immensely.

"Fill me up, baby! Fill me with everything!" She squealed, her sweat dripping down her stomach as she rode him. Suddenly she reached a climax and her internal muscles gripped his cock in a tight vice, as if trying to crush it. This must have been what triggered Rody's release, even though he was unconscious because his muscles jerked violently and she could feel his penis pulsing inside her.

"Yes! Give it to me!"

Jet after jet of hot cum shot into her intestines, the warm feeling of his seed filling her up. It overflowed, and the pressure on the tight ring of her anus was unbearable. He groaned in satisfaction as the final shot of his seed pumped into her, filling the length of her rectum and spilling over the sides. Elsa then collapsed on his chest, feeling the pleasant wetness inside her and the sound of her own satisfaction echo around the room. She remained in this position for a few moments, the stillness only broken by the sound of her breathing in sync with his.

Slowly, the haze began to lift from Rody's mind, and he stirred. The first thing he noticed was the feeling of complete fullness in his gut. The smell of sex in the air was very intoxicating and he suddenly realized he must have been having sex the whole time. He looked down, finding his mother lying across the bed, her body covered in the juices of their passionate union. He blinked, finding his mother's eyes staring back at him with a strange gleam that sent his pulse racing.

"Morning, birthday boy," Elsa whispered, her lips curling in a triumphant smile.

Rody didn't move; in fact, he seemed to have been frozen for a moment. The thought of lying there in bed with his mother's naked body pressed against his arms caused his cock to start filling again. He looked at her, and a goofy grin appeared on his face.

"You know, you could have just asked me if you wanted me to fill you up while you were sleeping. I probably would have taken it slower, but it does seem more fun the other way," he said with a grin.

Is that a challenge, I wonder? she thought, smiling back at him. "Is that a challenge?"

"It's an invitation," Rody replied.

He didn't wait for her to respond, but instead reached up, grabbing her waist and flipped her over with a burst of energy. He pinned her to the mattress, staring deep into her eyes. "It's my turn."

He didn't bother wasting time, but grabbed her thick thighs and spread them apart, revealing her juicy, swollen pussy. He pushed into her in one swift movement, his pelvis slapping against her as he entered her pussy. She gave a cry of surprise, arching her back as the full width of his penis filled her. The loud squelching noises of their bodies filled the room, the sensation of sex filling the air with the delicious aroma of their sweat. He grunted in satisfaction as he began fucking her, the slow and steady motion beginning to pick up speed with each stroke.

"You like this, don't you? You like your son to take you?" Rody growled, gripping her firm breasts in his hands and squeezing them roughly.

"Yes! God, yes! Let your mother fuck you good!" Elsa cried as she pushed her hips back to meet Rody's advancing ones. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and he was pounding her with such force that she felt her insides stretching. This was not like the slow, loving sex of a few minutes ago; this was raw aggression. Rody's hands left her breasts, and he gripped her hips, thrusting her forward with every powerful stroke of his hips. The pressure was building in her core, her pleasure center demanding its release, and she gasped in pain as her walls tensed and gripped his cock.

"I'm going to cum! I'm cumming again!" She cried out, gasping in pleasure as she felt the delicious waves of ecstasy build up inside of her. Rody didn't stop, he continued to slam into her with long, hard strokes, his hands gripping her hips as she moaned in bliss. He kept pumping into her, deeper with every thrust, and she felt her internal muscles grip tighter, her body demanding more from him. Suddenly, a loud gasp escaped the woman's lips as she reached a massive climax, her body convulsing wildly under his touch. It was as if the energy in her soul had exploded, and she felt the intense heat of his cock deep inside her canal, filling her with pleasure. She gasped in surprise as Rody continued to slam into her, his strokes getting more forceful with every passing second. Her head flew back as her body jerked and shook under the power of Rody's aggressive thrusts. She couldn't take it anymore and gave a loud, guttural yell, arching her back and gripping his hands in her own.

"God, I love that you're taking control!" She gasped, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. "I love you, Son."