Easing into a position of power

Kyle stretched as he lounged on the living room couch. Warm afternoon sunlight drifted lazily into the room, lighting it in a distinct amber hue. The TV tittered softly. Absent other things to watch, he’d put on a nature show, and had been watching with half-interest as the narrator explained the complex ecosystem of the Amazon rainforest.

He wore a thick black bathrobe that was gray along the collar. Apparently it had been her husband’s back when they’d still been together, and he’d left it there after the divorce. She’d found it digging through her closet and asked if he’d wanted it. Having never tried on a bathrobe before, he’d said yes out of curiosity. It eventually led him to his current state, relaxing on Janet’s couch. It was large and gray; dominating much of the door-facing half of the room. The cushions were soft and expansive, nearly dwarfing him with their size. A brown wooden coffee table stood in front of the bed. It sat bare aside from coasters spread out over the table.

I could almost fall asleep here.

Indeed, just as he felt his eyes fluttering shut, the tapping of footsteps drew his eyes to the doorway.

Janet stood there. She was clothed in a set of lacy black lingerie. The lingerie set was semi-transparent, showing off the fullness of her breasts and the sight of her hard, pink nipples. Lower, her thong left even less to the imagination. Where the bra made a pretense of being an article of clothing, the thong did not have any material over her pussy whatsoever. Instead, it framed it with two black bands.

She held a red, steaming mug in her hands.

Her face lit up upon seeing him.

“Ah. You look so cute resting there like that. Did you have a long day, sweetie?”

She’d started calling him that more often, ever since he’d mindfucked her, warping her entire perspective on life and love. It’d been a few hours since then, and he’d been making the most of his time with her. After she’d found her long-lost lingerie, he’d taken her up on her blowjob offer. She’d performed her duties with an eagerness that would have surprised him if he weren’t aware of how much she now prized the taste of his semen, a thick load of which was now sitting in her stomach.

Kyle smirked. He made a show of looking Janet up and down. The beautiful blonde MILF’s face flushed with embarrassment, but her big green eyes burned with naked desire.

“I guess you could say that. It got a lot better once I arrived here, though.”

She giggled.

“Well, it’s about to get a whole lot better! Here, I made this for you!” she walked up to where he lay, large breasts bouncing slightly with her every step. Her wide hips swayed sensuously, her thick thighs repeatedly swallowing up the view of her cunt. She settled herself down on the part of the couch next to where he laid his head.

He sat up.

“What is it?”

She handed him the mug.

“Hot chocolate,” she said.

He raised his eyebrows.

Not exactly the weather or season for hot chocolate, but…

No one had ever made it for him before except Janet.

He chuckled.

“Right. Of course. You always used to make this every time Jim and I had a playdate here,” he took the mug from her, wincing slightly as the heat burned sharply against his palm.

She leaned against him, her barely-clothed breast nudging against his arm.

“That’s right,” she whispered. She kissed him softly on the cheek. “I kind of miss those days sometimes, you know? They were much simpler, and you had so much more time to spend here with me.”

Another kiss, this time on his earlobe. She let her lips linger, then engulfed his earlobe. She suckled on it for a few moments before relenting.

“I wish you didn’t have to leave,” there was a hint of longing in her voice.

Kyle’s manhood re-hardened almost instantly.

Who knew Janet could be sexy and seductive if she wanted to be?

He took a sip of the hot chocolate. It was hot, but not scalding.

Perfect.

“Mom’s expecting me for dinner,” he said. “If it were any other day, I’d spend the night over.”

“You would?” Janet’s eyes widened. She swallowed nervously, like she hadn’t expected his response.

Kyle smiled deviously.

How can she be so hot yet so nervous around a guy half her age? Is she really not experienced at all when it comes to sex and relationships aside from her ex-husband?

He put a hand on her thigh. He loved how soft her skin was, how pliant her flesh was to his touch.

Janet spread her legs almost automatically. The implied invitation was not lost on him. He slowly slid his hand upward, between her legs, until it rested on her semi-bare pussy.

She moaned whorishly and put a hand on top of his, gently pressing it into her core.

“Hell yeah. You’re amazing and beautiful and kind. I love spending time with you, especially not that I know you find it hot that my cock’s bigger than your son’s.”

She gasped. Her hand gripped his like a vice, practically shoving it against her wet pussy.

“S-shhhh. Not so loud! I told you that in c-confi-oh!”

He slipped his index finger past her entrance. Her tight pussy was so slick from her juices that his finger had slid right in. He bottomed out at the knuckle and began twirling his finger inside her.

“Oh shit!” she gasped, biting her lower lip.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” he teased. “You love it when I talk about much bigger my dick is than Jim’s. It turns you on, doesn’t it?”

He slipped another finger into her sex before she could respond.

She bucked against him, nearly making him spill the hot chocolate. He hastily placed the mug on the coffee table and turned his full attention to her.

Her breasts were threatening to burst from her tight lingerie bra. The garment had already left red marks on her skin where it chafed against her flesh. It must have been painful, but she hadn’t complained one iota. Whatever she felt, she’d endured it for him.

She noticed his attention and spread her legs further, raising her knees to allow him further access.

He got up from the couch and knelt in front of her.

“What are you doing?”

He smiled.

Time froze.

Janet Connelly (1089 Agreeableness Points)

1089. Up from, how much was it again when I first got here? I can’t recall exactly. Nine hundred-something. It’s amazing how far I’ve been able to go with her in just a few hours, and I haven’t even been using the Menu all that much.

He traced Janet’s frozen voluptuous body for a few moments. It was sort of strange to see his fingers inside her pussy, but not being able to feel the warm wetness that surrounded them or the grip of Janet’s hand on top of his.

<800> I’m playing with your pussy. Now move your hand so I see more of it.

His senses returned to him as time rushed into motion. Janet’s pussy gripped his fingers like a vice.

“O-okay,” Janet replied shakily. She took her hand off of his and watched him with rapt anticipation. She grabbed the cushion beneath her to steady herself.

He gently, slowly extricated his fingers from her pussy. Lewd squelching sounds filled the room as her pussy clamped down even harder on his fingers, as if in protest of his leaving.

Her entire body twitched.

He moved closer to her, examining Janet’s vagina. It wasn’t the first he’d seen in person; his mother’s had that distinct honor. It had been the first one he’d fucked, however, and he couldn’t but want to explore it further. He gently grabbed the edges of her vulva and spread her pussy open.

Wow. It’s so pink.

Her insides pulsed, as if beckoning him.

“D-do you like it?”

Kyle blinked and glanced up at her.

Her cheeks burned bright red.

She quickly elaborated, “My vagina. It seems like you enjoy looking at it.”

He nodded, and triggered the Menu once more. Time froze again, only this time he was treated with a view of Janet’s pussy spread wide open for him.

Janet Connelly (1090 Agreeableness Points)

Something else drew his eyes lower.

I wonder if Janet’s ever had anything in her butt before.

He stared at her sphincter for a long moment.

Somehow I doubt it, but I bet I could make her okay with me fucking her there if I wanted to.

Like most teenagers his age, he’d watched a lot of internet porn and seen people have sex in just about every position. Anal, of course, had been one of them. At first he’d been disgusted by it.

After all, why would a guy want to stick his dick in the same place a girl poops out of if he has a perfectly accessible vagina right in front of him?

But eventually, he’d gotten bored of watching the vanilla stuff, and then he’d understood.

I suppose someone who has a lot of sex might get bored of doing it the same way their entire life. Or maybe they do it for the novelty or shock factor in porn. Or perhaps there’s some fetish involved. I don’t think I have that fetish, but I can’t deny that I’m curious to see what it feels like. I’ll have to prepare, though. It’s not something I can do with Janet right now. Now, where were we? Ah, yes. Dialogue options, please.

<700> Yes, I do like it.

<700> Of course I do. Your pussy’s really nice.

…

<1000> You bet I do, but that’s not the only thing going on here. You enjoy me looking at your pussy. It turns you on that I’m looking at the same hole Jim came out of, and you love that despite that, I have a far greater right to enjoy it than he does.

If time were still flowing, he’d have smiled.

It seems the greater the points required for a command, the more depraved the sexual options become.

He selected the latest option and time resumed.

Janet stared at him for a long moment before nodding.

“You know what? You’re absolutely right. I love it when you look at me down there. It’s a good reminder of how much better you are than my pathetic excuse for a son,” she giggled cruelly. Her lips curled into a dark mockery of the warm smiles she’d used to have when she spoke about Jim. “I can’t believe he was checking me out like he thinks he has any right to look at me in that way when I belong to a much better man.”

Kyle stood and parted his robe. He took his cock out and began stroking it.

Janet’s eyes zeroed in on it almost immediately. Her plush lips parted, and after a few moments a dollop of drool had accumulated at the edge of her lips.

“I have a much bigger cock than he does, don’t I?”

The busty blonde MILF nodded rapidly. The movement caused her breasts to jiggle slightly.

“You do,” she chewed her lower lip sexily. “Ah, yes. Are you going to stick it in me again? He likes relaxing on this couch a lot, you know. I bet it’d tick him off something awful if he knew his best friend was fucking his mother here.”

His cock was throbbing now, rock-solid and at full mast despite him having ejaculated several times today.

Kyle chuckled.

“I love how willing you are to **** your own son. It’s like you don’t even care about him anymore.”

Janet shrugged.

“Oh, I don’t know. I guess I still care about him. I just happen to love you a hell of a lot more. You know what’s really messed up, though?” she asked.

“What?”

She was silent for a few moments before replying.

“Giving birth used to be my most important memory. It was earth-shattering. I’d just become a mother and I thought nothing in my life would ever eclipse how I felt that day. But that changed, the moment I met you,” her eyes grew watery. “The day Jimmy brought you home and I saw you for the first time, my whole world changed again, and I realized God had made a terrible mistake.”

She hiccupped.

“What do you mean?” Kyle furrowed his brow.

She gave him a wet smile.

“I already told you I wished you were my son, didn’t I?”

At Kyle’s nod, she continued.

“Well, when I saw you that day, that’s when I knew. God should have let me give birth to you, not Jimmy. Don’t you see? You were supposed to be my son, not Sandra’s.”

Kyle kept stroking his cock. Janet followed his movements, like a hypnotized woman staring at a swinging pendant.

“Kind of strange you’d say that, considering you’ve already let me have sex with you,” he pretended to chide her.

She shook her head.

“That doesn’t matter, baby. God, if I’d given birth to you, I’d have raised you properly. Given you the perfect life. I’d have done anything you wanted, just like you deserve,” she licked her lips. “Kyle, can I ask you for a favor?”

“Go ahead.”

She gulped nervously.

“When we’re alone, can you call me ‘Mom’?” she whispered so quietly he almost didn’t hear her.

He kept tugging on his cock.

“Oh yeah? Would that make you happy?”

She nodded.

“Yes. Please. I’ll do anything…”

“Anything?” Kyle curled an eyebrow.

Janet smirked at him.

“Anything you want. Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it.”

Kyle made a show of thinking it over.

Janet grabbed her soft breasts and mashed them together, drawing his eyes. She seemed to relish in his attention and kept playing with her boobs.

He summoned the Dialogue Menu once again, freezing time just as she pushed her breasts together. The material of her lingerie had finally started to give way, with tears appearing in the lining and mesh.

Janet Connelly (1094 Agreeableness Points)

Dialogue options soon populated, seemingly tailored to suit his whims. He idly wondered how the Menu worked. How it interfaced with his brain to allow him to control it with thought alone.

<1000> I’ll hold you to that, Mom.

<1000> As long as you promise to be completely obedient to me, I have no problem calling you that.

<1000> Sure thing, Mom. Mom. That word turns you on, doesn’t it? You love it when I call you that. It makes you feel loved in every sense of the word when you heat it from my lips.

On and on the options went. Some were relatively tame while others entirely depraved, far more so than any he’d seen before. One in particular caught his eye.

<1200> How’d you like it if I made up for God’s mistake and got you pregnant? You’d be the perfect mother, then, wouldn’t you?

Fuck. Why does the idea of knocking Janet up get me so excited?

He thought about Jim coming home and seeing a noticeable bulge in his mother’s belly. He pictured Jim asking her what was going on and her cradling her stomach lovingly, the baby growing inside her already far more loved than Jim had ever been. Kyle’s baby.

He imagined her smirking at Jim like he was a fool to not see what his own best friend had done to her and telling Jim that a miracle had happened.

He stared at Janet’s still form for a long time, trying to picture what she’d be like if he knocked her up. He imagined her breasts swelling with milk, her wide hips getting wider, and the glow of absolute happiness in her eyes.

I’m only a little more than a hundred AP from making that happen. But am I ready to be a father?

The question stumped him because there was no easy answer. Before he’d gotten the Menu, he would have said no. But now, with so many opportunities before him, so many ways to make money and get people to help him raise whatever children he sired, he realized that the reasons that had prevented him from saying yes no longer existed.

He glanced down at Janet’s pussy, and he wondered if she was taking birth control. A few timeless minutes later, he figured it didn’t matter. At least not now.

If she gets pregnant, I’ll deal with it. We’ll deal with it. Together.

He revisited some of the earlier options he had access to and picked one.

<1000> Sure thing, Mom. Mom. That word turns you on, doesn’t it? You love it when I call you that. It makes you feel loved in every sense of the word when you hear it from my lips.

Time hurtled into motion once more.

“Oh god, yes!” Janet shuddered on the couch. “Oh my, I think I just came!”

Kyle laughed.

“Wow, that’s amazing, Mom.”

Janet twitched.

“Ahn…” she moaned. “Oh, Kyle.”

Still jerking his cock, he answered.

“Yeah?”

“Fuck me. Please. I need you inside me.”

Kyle had moved between her legs before she could even finish her sentence. He pressed his cockhead against her pussy lips. She was scalding and wet. He rubbed the head up and down the outer edges of her pussy. A dollop of pre-cup spewed from the tip of his cock. He smeared it into her pussy.

She shuddered again.

“Oh my god,” she moaned.

“You like that, Mom?”

She nodded quickly.

“I do, baby. I love it when my perfect son presses his cock against my pussy,” she grunted. “Dammit. I’m still mad I gave birth to Jimmy instead of you.”

Kyle snorted.

“Would you erase him from existence if that meant you could have given birth to me?”

“Oh, yes. Definitely,” her lips twisted, like she’d just digested something that didn’t agree with her.

Kyle pushed.

His cockhead entered her pussy with a pop, and instantly it was surrounded by her tight warmth.

“Fuck…” he gasped. He gripped her thick thighs, uncaring of how his fingers roughly pinched her flesh. “I can’t believe you just said that, Mom. Imagine if Jim had been here to hear that. How do you think he’d feel knowing his own mother wishes he was never born?”

Janet grimaced and moaned.

“Terrible. He’d hate me and it’s what I deserve.”

He pressed further. Half of his cock was inside her now. Janet squeaked. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the couch cushion.

“You wouldn’t say sorry to him? Tell him that you didn’t really mean it?” he prodded. He loved teasing her, probing her vulnerabilities. It was such a great feeling, to be able to exploit and undermine the weaknesses in another person’s psyche.

She shook her head.

“No,” she moaned again when he pressed further inside her, bashing the head of his cock against her cervix. She whimpered. “I-I wouldn’t.”

“Why – oh fuck, you’re so tight – why wouldn’t you?”

She swallowed. She looked up at him with her beautiful green eyes that seemed at once so completely **** yet utterly content.

“I don’t know,” she said. When he stopped thrusting inside her, she seemed to get the message that he wanted a real answer from her. “I guess, it’s because I wouldn’t mean it. Because I don’t really care what he thinks anymore. He isn’t important to me. You are.”

Kyle stared down at her for a long moment. She met his gaze with her own, the strange storm of nervousness and satisfaction churning in her eyes.

He started fucking her in earnest.

“I love you, Mom,” he grunted as his hips collided with her inner thighs. Wet squelching sounds and moans filled the room.

Janet’s smile was the warmest he’d ever seen, and a moment later the strange expression in her eyes solidified into something pure and affectionate, even as their flesh made clapping sounds as he collided with her, the impacts sending her huge tits jiggling.

“I love you too, sweetie.”

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