Sam stood in the Hallway, nervously fumbling with his phone. "It should be here any minute now," he thought. He had received the message that the device he ordered yesterday would be delivered around this time by a courier.

Just as he checked the message again, the doorbell rang. Expectingly he opened the door. A middle-aged man stood there, holding a small box in his hands. "Delivery," he said, holding a phone towards Sam, "Sign here!". Sam signed. The man took the phone back, handed him the box, and left.

Sam closed the door with a shaking hand and looked at the box. It was small. Smaller than he expected. Nervously he opened the Box, just to find, nestled between packing material, a smaller black box.

"What you got there?" The voice of his mother startled him. She walked towards him, in her best business attire, pulling a suitcase behind her.

"Uhh... nothing. Just something new for my computer," he lied. But Elise wasn't really listening. She was busy checking her clothes in the mirror.

"Sam, dear. It is summer break. For once, try something else instead of sitting in front of your computer all day." she said with a stern but caring look. "Maybe go out, meet new people, maybe you even find a girlfriend." She winked.

"Yea, that's not really my thing, you know that. Anyway, where are you going?" He asked back.

"Got an urgent job from the office. I need to fly to L.A. and won't be back for a couple of days." She explained.

"But you will miss my birthday tomorrow," Sam responded.

"I know, honey. But this contract is really important. I will call you, I promise. And when I'm back, we will make up for it. Alright?" She looked at her watch, "I really need to get going. Jen already knows. You know where the money for groceries is. Your cake is in the Fridge. Love you." With a kiss on his cheek, she was out the door and gone.

Sam looked after her for a couple of seconds before realizing he was still holding the box. He sprinted up the stairs into his room and discarded the packing material and the outer box.

The small shiny black box was sitting on his table. It looked well made but was probably some cheap china box. He removed the top to reveal a small metallic device.

It looked like a normal pen. Not completely, instead of a tip, there was a small hole, and the clicky end was a red push button.

Under the plastic mold that held the pen, he found the manual.

The first step was to register himself as the owner. Followed by detailed usage instructions. He read the instruction three times to make sure he remembered everything.

One part at the bottom stood out: "Targets will not realize that they have been given a command, and their mind will come up with a plausible solution on their own."

"Alright, time to test this thing out," he said before heading out to find his sister.

***

Jennifer was sitting in the living room, watching tv while tapping on her phone. "Why does she even turn the tv on when she is always on her phone?" Sam thought.

He pointed the device at the back of her head and pressed the button. As the instruction said, the device made a short beep, but nothing else happened."That should have done it," he thought.

He walked toward the coach and sat next to his Sister. "Whatcha doing, Jen?"

"What do you want?" she said without looking up from her phone.

"I just wanted to talk to you. Mom flew out for a job, and I got bored," he answered.

"You know, you are annoying, right?" she said but still looked at her phone.

"You know, you are boring, right?" he retorted.

"Just fuck off," she said.

"Ah yes, the Jen that I love," he thought, "what would I do without her caring attitude? So let's see, I should try the instruction mode first and start with something simple. If that works, I can move on to something more satisfying."

Taking a deep breath, he said, "Instruction mode."

Jennnifer's eyes glazed over, and her face became expressionless.

"You will answer the next 10 questions I ask with the truth, and you will answer directly and not distract. Execute Instruction."

She turned back to normal and blinked a few times before turning back to her phone like nothing had happened.

"First, two control questions," he thought and asked, "How old are you?"

"19," she said, without looking up from her phone.

"What are you wearing?"

"A white crop top and denim hotpants," she said, unbothered.

He looked at her. The answer was correct, she was wearing a tight crop top that highlighted her medium-sized breasts, and it stopped just before her belly button, leaving her flat stomach and her pierced navel bare. Hot pants that hugged her hips and ass, showing off her curves.

"And underneath?"

"Black underwire bra and black panties," she responded.

"What is your bra size ?" he asked.

"My bra size is 32C," she answered, her fingers continuing to tap on her phone.

"When was the last time you masturbated?"

"Last night," she said without batting an eye.

"Alright, five questions left. Better make them count," he thought, keeping track with his fingers.

"When was the last time you had sex?"

"I don't remember exactly, but it was around 1 year ago."

"Wow, that's longer than I expected," he thought, "three left."

"Do you like sex?" he asked.

"It's alright. Masturbating is better."

"Why is that?"

"I never feel satisfied after sex, I always have to finish myself off."

"So her last boyfriend did not know or care how to satisfy her." he thought.

"Would you have sex with me?"

"No, we are siblings."

"What are your sexual fantasies?"

"I like the idea of fucking something really thick or long, filling me out completely."

"Fuck, that's hot," he thought, feeling his dick bulge in his pants.

Forgetting that this was his last question, he continued, "Why haven't you bought something for that?"

Jennifer blinked, then looked at him. "Bought what? What are you talking about?"

"Nothing," he said, realizing his mistake.

"You are such an idiot," she said, rolling her eyes.

Sam thought about his next steps. He could make her into a cock hungry sex slave, willing to do anything for him. Or, and that was more to his liking, he could make subtle changes to her and get her to want to have sex with him. He decided on the subtle changes. If it didn't work out, he could always make her his whore later.

"Command mode on." he said.

Jennifer stared into the distance, her face again expressionless.

"You will masturbate at least 3 times a day. You will think about getting fucked by me while you masturbate." Sam stated.

He thought about some other commands that would be useful. "You will get aroused when you are near me."

"That should do it. Now let's see how this turns out." he thought.

"Command mode off," he said.

Jen's expression returned to normal, and she focused back on her phone.

"I'm getting a Coke. Do you want something?" he asked.

"No thanks," she answered.

"Okay," he said and walked toward the kitchen. As he grabbed a Coke from the fridge, he heard Jen walk up the stairs.

"That was quick," he thought. He had expected it to take at least a bit longer for her to go masturbate.

He took a sip from his can and walked towards the stairs. He quietly climbed up and stood in front of Jennifer's room. The door was closed, but he could hear soft moans from inside. He pressed his ear against the door and listened. The moans became louder and more frequent. He could hear the bed creaking.

"Oh god, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" She moaned.

Sam was shocked. He knew that she would be masturbating, but he had no idea she would be so vocal about it.

"Oh yes, fuck my tight pussy! Fuck me with your big cock! Deeper!" she moaned.

He started getting hard. His sister sounded amazing as she was pleasuring herself. He listened to her moans, trying to guess what she was doing.

On the other side of the door, Jen was in her bed, naked, legs spread wide, and her right hand was inside her dripping wet pussy. Her left hand was squeezing her breast, pinching her nipple.

For some strange reason, her mind keeps drifting to her brother, Sam. She imagined his hard cock sliding inside her wet pussy. The thought of it made her even wetter. She imagined his hands grabbing her breasts and his lips kissing her neck.

She rammed her hand deeper into her pussy, trying to satisfy her craving. She needed more. She was now knuckles deep inside her. She could feel her pussy spreading, could feel the resistance of her own body. She spread her finger out, filling her most intimate place. It wasn't enough. She needed more. She needed to be filled completely. She should have bought the big dildo she saw online some time ago, but she was too ashamed of her own fantasies.

Her thoughts drifted to Sam again. She imagined his cock inside her. Filling her. Stretching her. Her other hand moved down to her clit. She started rubbing it furiously. She imagined Sam's hands on her tits, his lips on her nipples. She imagined his cock slamming into her. She imagined him cumming inside her.

"Yes! Fill me! Impale me!" She screamed as she came. She kept rubbing her clit, prolonging her orgasm.

When she finally came down from her high, she realized what she just did. "Fuck me, I had not come this hard in forever. But why did I think of Sam?" She wondered.

Sam, in front of her door, couldn't hold back anymore. He had massaged his raging boner through his pants. As he heard his sister finishing, he nearly came in his boxers. With enormous willpower, he held back and swiftly retreated into the bathroom. There he quickly freed his throbbing cock, grabbed it with both hands, and started jerking off furiously. A few strokes were enough to send him over the edge. He came hard, shooting rope after rope of hot cum into the shower and over his hand.

After he calmed down, he realized that he had not been this horny in a long time. "God, that was good," he thought. But now he needed to clean himself up. He hopped into the shower.

Jen, on the other hand, was still lying in her bed, breathing heavily. She had never experienced an orgasm that intense before. Her whole body was tingling. She felt exhausted but satisfied. She got up to clean herself.

Jen walked into the bathroom just a bit after Sam started the shower. Her mind was still focused on her intense orgasm, and she did not realize that someone was in there.

"Aahhh!" she screamed when she saw Sam."What the fuck are you doing here? Why didn't you lock the door?" she yelled at him.

Sam, equally surprised, nearly slipped. "I thought I had," he responded, trying to grip something to steady himself.

Since the shower wasn't on for long, the glass door was still clear. Jen couldn't help but notice his body. He had no visible muscles and looked scrawny, but his dick was impressive. It hung between his legs, swinging slightly as he tried to regain his balance. At least 15cm, she noticed, and it was not even hard. She couldn't imagine how big it must be when it was hard.

"Well, I need to shower too, so get done quickly," she said, feeling herself getting wet again. Before turning around and leaving. Her mind was racing. She had never seen a dick that big, and she couldn't stop thinking about how it would feel inside her. She had imagined his dick to be big, but this was beyond her expectations.

"Fuck," she thought, "why am I thinking about my brother's dick?"

Sam quickly showered, cleaning himself and the residue of his orgasm from the walls. After he was done, he dried himself and wrapped the towel around his waist. He opened the door and nearly ran into Jen. She was waiting in front of the door, wearing only her underwear.

"Ah, shit, sorry," He said as he steadied himself again. Immediately noticing her lack of proper clothes.

"Are you done? I really need a shower," she said.

"Yea, go ahead," he answered, stepping aside to let her pass.

She walked past him, and he couldn't help but stare at her ass. It looked amazing in her tight panties, and her toned legs made him want to touch them.

Jen could feel his eyes on her, and his gaze made her shiver. She quickly entered the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" she thought, "I'm not interested in Sam. Why do I feel this way?"

Sam was thrilled. He had noticed her gaze earlier, and he knew that she had seen his dick. And she seemed to like what she saw.

"This is going better than expected," he thought, "this thing is amazing."

He walked towards his room and closed the door behind him.

***

Sometime later, Sam headed to the kitchen for a small afternoon snack. As he passed Jennifer's room, he heard her moaning again. He listened for a second and could hear the bed creaking and her moaning his name.

"Oh god, yes! Fuck me, Sam!" She moaned.

"Holy shit, she is masturbating again," he thought, "and she is moaning my name. This is crazy."

He continued to listen, getting hard again. He could hear her moans getting louder and faster.

She screamed, "Yes! Spread me! Shove your thick cock into my tight pussy!"

Her voice became a garbled mix of moans and screams. Then with a final moan, she came. He could hear her breathing heavily.

He quickly adjusted his pants to hide his boner before continuing to the kitchen.

With a Snack in one hand, he sat on the couch and turned the TV on. Just as he started to eat, Jen came down the stairs. She was wearing a crop top and short shorts.

"Hey, Jen," he said.

"Hi," she responded, sitting down next to him.

"Sorry about earlier," he said, "I must have forgotten to lock the door."

"Yes, you should have," she said, her mind drifting back to his massive dick. She could feel herself getting aroused again and bit her lip.

"What is wrong with me?" she thought, "why do I keep thinking about his dick? Why am I getting wet again?"

"On an unrelated note, could you, maybe, keep it down a bit?" Sam asked, a knowing look on his face.

"Keep what down?" she asked, feigning ignorance.

"You know, the moaning and screaming," he responded.

"I wasn't... Ohhhh," she realized, "you were listening."

"Well, it's rather hard not to listen, you know," he said, "you were kinda loud."

"Fuck you," she responded, trying to defend herself.

"No, seriously, you sounded like you were having a good time. What were you thinking about?" he asked, grinning.

"None of your business," she said, feeling herself getting even wetter.

"Since I could hear my name, I would say it is my business," he responded.

Jen's eyes went wide. She knew she was cornered. There was no way she could deny it. She felt herself getting red.

"I can explain," she said, "it's just..."

"I'm listening," Sam prodded.

"It's just that, well, you are my brother, and I shouldn't think about you that way. But ever since I saw you in the shower, I can't stop thinking about your big cock." she said, her voice getting more silent with every word. She looked at her hands, wishing this conversation would be over.

Sam was delighted. His plan was working perfectly. He just needed to push a bit more.

"So, you are saying that you want to have sex with me?" he asked.

"I... I don't know," she said, "I mean, you are my brother, and I shouldn't think about you that way. But seeing your big cock in the shower made me so wet, and I couldn't help but imagine how it would feel inside me."

"Jen, we are both adults. If you want to have sex, we can have sex. It doesn't have to be anything more," he said, "I'm not going to tell anyone if you don't."

"I don't know," she said, looking at him.

"And the whole sibling situation, don't you think it's hot? The forbidden fruit?" he asked.

"Maybe," she said, biting her lip.

"Why don't we just try it? If you don't like it, we can stop," he said.

"I... I need to think about it," she said.

Sam nodded, "I'll be in my room. Talk to me if you have made a decision."

With that, he got up and headed upstairs.

Jen sat on the couch for a few minutes, thinking about what just happened. She was incredibly horny, and her thoughts kept drifting to Sam's massive cock. Sam's words lingered in her mind "The forbidden fruit." The thought of having sex with her brother was exciting. She had never considered it before, but now, the idea seemed very appealing. She wanted his dick. She was just not sure about the body it belonged to.

"Fuck it," she thought, "I'll just give it a try. If I don't like it, I can always stop."

She stood up and walked towards Sam's room. As she reached his door, she took a deep breath and knocked.

"Come in," Sam said from inside.

She opened the door and stepped inside. Sam was sitting at his desk, staring at his computer screen.

"Hey," she said, closing the door behind her.

"Hey," he responded, turning around.

"I've been thinking about what you said earlier, and I think I want to try it," she said, looking at him, "That is if you also want to. I don't want to force this on you."

"Of course, I want to. Have you seen yourself? I don't care that you are my sister. You are just so hot and sexy." he said.

"Really?" she asked, blushing.

"Yes, really," he said, standing up, "Do you want to do it now?"

"Yes," she said with a shaking voice, feeling the heat inside her. She was ready, ready to be taken NOW. "Skip the foreplay. Just fuck me."

Sam looked surprised for a second before shrugging, "Who am I to say no to that?"  With a swift motion, he removed his shirt, followed by his pants and boxers. Jen was out of her clothes a second later. Both looked at each other for a couple of seconds.

"Damn, she has a nice body. Those perfect breasts and that amazing ass." Sam thought, noticing the wetness between her legs.

"Oh my god, his cock is even bigger than I imagined. That has to be at least 20 cm. I can't wait to feel it inside me." Jen thought, feeling her pussy throb.

Jen tumbled backward onto his bed, spreading her legs. Her pussy was dripping wet, and her nipples were rock hard. She spread her lips with both hands, giving Sam a clear view of her pink insides. Her juices flowed down her ass. She was basically leaking.

"Fuck me! Fuck me now!" she pleaded, "I need your big cock inside me!"

Sam position himself between her legs, his tip teasingly touching her clit. Jen shuddered as his thick cock touched her.

With a determined thrust, he rammed his entire length into her tight pussy. She screamed in pleasure as he stretched her walls. It felt amazing. She had never felt this full before. Her pussy was stretched to its limits. His length, his girth, it all felt incredible.

He started to thrust in and out of her. His cock slid in and out of her tight hole. She moaned with every thrust. Her pussy was so wet that his cock made lewd sounds every time he pushed into her.

"Oh... my... god! This... feels... incredible!" she moaned between thrusts.

"You're so fucking tight," Sam grunted.

"Harder! Fuck me harder!" she screamed.

He grabbed her hips and started to pound her with all his strength. She screamed in ecstasy as his massive cock slammed into her. Her pussy was stretched to its limits, and she could feel every inch of his thick shaft. Her walls were squeezing him tightly, and her juices were overflowing. He was hitting all the right spots, and she was in heaven. She could feel her orgasm approaching.

"I'm going to cum!" she screamed.

Sam continued to pound her with all his might. Her pussy was like a vice grip around his cock, and she was soaking wet. Her juices coated his cock and her thighs. She was close. So close. Just a bit more. She needed more. She wanted more. She needed to feel his cock deeper inside her.

"Yes! Yes! Deeper!" she moaned.

Sam complied and rammed his cock deeper into her. He was now balls-deep in her tight pussy, and she was loving it. She could feel his cock stretching her to the max. With a long scream, she finally came. Spasm after spasm rocked her body. Her pussy clenched around his cock, milking him.

Sam continued to pound her through her orgasm, and she couldn't stop moaning. Her whole body was shaking. It was the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. She couldn't believe how good it felt.

Sam watched in pure bliss as his sister came on his dick. She was so tight and wet, and he could feel her pussy clenching around him. Each spasm sent a wave of pleasure through his body. He would come soon, but not right now. He wanted to enjoy this moment for a little longer.

As her orgasm subsided, Sam continued to fuck her. Jen was surprised at how much stamina he had. Most guys would have already come by now, but Sam was still going strong. She could feel another orgasm building inside her. She was so turned on by the fact that she was having sex with her brother. And that his cock was so massive. She could feel every inch of him inside her. It was incredible.

Jen bend her back and re-angled her drooling hole, so he could reach all the way in. She could swear she felt the tip of his dick touching her cervix. She had never felt so full before.

With a final thrust, Sam inserted his whole length into her, his tip again touching the entrance to her womb. Then he exploded inside her. Feeling his cum splashing against her insides was the final straw. With another loud scream, she came again. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, milking him dry. Sam let out a primal grunt as he filled her insides with his seed. The sensation was too much for him, and he collapsed on top of her. Both of them were breathing heavily. They lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath.

After a while, Sam rolled off her and lay down beside her. His softening cock slipped out of her and left a trail of cum on her thigh. She could feel his cum leaking out of her stretched pussy and onto the bedsheets.

"That... was... amazing," she said between breaths. "I've never felt anything like that before."

"Me neither," Sam said, equally out of breath. "You are so tight and wet. I can't believe how good you felt."

Jen smiled, feeling satisfied and happy. She had never experienced such intense orgasms before, and she was glad she decided to try it. She looked at Sam, who was still lying next to her. His cock was softening, but it was still impressive. She could see his cum leaking out of her and staining the sheets. It was a lewd sight, but she didn't care. She was too satisfied to care.

Sam rolled over, grabbing some tissues from his nightstand. He cleaned himself up before handing the box to Jen. She took it and started to clean herself up. Her juices and Sam's cum were all over her thighs and pussy. It was a mess.

"Shower? I need to get this stuff off me," she asked.

***

Both of them sat on the couch, staring at the muted tv. Their minds still processing the events from before.

"I think it was a good idea," Jen said, breaking the silence.

"What?" Sam responded, not following.

"I think it was a good idea to have sex," she said.

"Oh yea, it was great. You were amazing," he said.

Sam was grinning internally. His plan was working perfectly.

"Soooo... should we do it again? Maybe later tonight?" he asked.

"I don't know. I mean, it was good, but I'm not sure if I want to do it again," she said. "I don't want things to get weird between us."

"While we both are single, there is no real harm in it, right? It's just sex," Sam said. "And it's not like we are dating or anything. We are just two consenting adults having some fun."

"I guess you are right," she said, "Okay, I'll think about it."

***

Sam woke up to something strange. He remembered going to bed early, being tired from the events of the previous day. He opened his eyes. He was in his room, in his bed, and something warm and wet was wrapped around the tip of his cock. He looked down to see Jen sucking his dick. She was clearly struggling to get his thick shaft into her mouth. Her lips were wrapped around his head, and her tongue was swirling around his tip. Her hands were stroking his shaft, trying to get more of it into her mouth.

"Good morning," he said, a grin spreading across his face.

She freed his cock from her mouth and looked up at him. "Happy Birthday, big brother, I hope you like your present." She said before returning to his cock. She was now using her tongue to lick his entire length, starting at the base and ending at the tip. Her hands were still stroking his shaft.

"Oh, I like it very much," he said, enjoying the sensation of her tongue on his cock. "But I think I'm too big for your mouth."

She stopped licking him and looked up at him. "Then I'll just have to use my other holes, won't I?" she said with a smile. She stood up and took off her underwear, revealing her perfect body.

"You know, I couldn't stop thinking about your big cock yesterday," she said as she climbed onto the bed, straddling him. "I was so horny, and I got myself off like four times. But it just was not enough. I needed more." She rubbed her pussy against his cock, coating it with her juices. "I need this big cock inside me," she said, looking into his eyes. "I need you to fuck me."

He grabbed her hips and slowly rubbed her pussy over his cock. He enjoyed the feeling of her lips against his shaft, coating all of it in her thick slime. He could feel her getting wetter and wetter. She was clearly enjoying this.

"Stop... stalling..." she panted, fighting against his grip. But he wouldn't let her.

"So you have made up your mind?" he asked, enjoying her squirms as her clit rubbed over his head.

"A...about what?" she shivered as he pressed her hip downwards.

"That we continue to fuck? And not just this time?" he asked, teasing her.

"Y...yes! I need your cock!" she moaned, pleased with that. He moved her hips a bit forward and guided his cock toward her entrance. She immediately pushed herself down, swallowing his cock until she sat on his lap, her legs spread wide around his hips. Her face was distorted in pleasure. Her pussy was dripping wet and stretched wide.

"Oh god, yes!" she screamed, "Your cock is so big! It feels so good inside me!" She started to move up and down, fucking herself on his cock. She was moaning loudly as she impaled herself on his shaft. Every time she was completely down, he felt her pussy lips kissing his base. She was so tight, and her walls were squeezing his cock like a vice. He could feel every inch of her insides as she moved up and down. She was so wet that her juices were dripping down his balls.

He started to thrust upwards, meeting her movements. She screamed in pleasure as he slammed his cock into her. His tip hit her cervix, making her shudder. She was riding him like a wild animal, lost in the pleasure of his cock filling her up. She was moaning and screaming, her tits bouncing up and down. He moved his hands from her hips to her breasts, grabbing them roughly. He squeezed them hard, making her gasp. He pinched her nipples, making her moan even louder. She was lost in the pleasure of his cock stretching her out. She could feel every inch of him inside her, and it was driving her crazy. She was close to orgasm, and she could feel it building inside her. He felt her pussy tightening around his cock, and he knew she was about to cum.

With one final thrust, he slammed his cock into her as deep as physically possible. She screamed in pleasure as she came. Her pussy clenched around his cock. He could feel her juices flowing down his balls as she orgasmed. He pounded into her spasming body like an animal, his cock buried deep inside her. She was moaning and screaming, her tits bouncing wildly.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me!" she screamed. "Fuck me harder! Fill me up with your cum!" Her words were incoherent as she rode out her orgasm. He continued to pound into her, his cock sliding in and out of her drenched pussy. Soon he felt his own orgasm approaching. With a final thrust, he erupted inside her. He shot rope after rope of hot cum against her womb. She screamed in pleasure as she felt his seed filling her up.

She collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily. His cock was still buried deep inside her, and he could feel her pussy contracting around it. They lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath. Jen was mumbling something incoherent, but Sam couldn't make out what she was saying. He could feel her perfect tits pressed against his lower chest, and her nipples were rock hard. Her hair was a mess, and her body was covered in sweat. She looked sexy as hell. He was still inside her, and he could feel her pussy clenching around his cock.

With newfound energy, he grabbed her ass and started to thrust in and out of her. Her eyes went wide. She was still sensitive from her previous orgasm, and his cock felt even bigger inside her. She moaned as he slammed his cock into her.

"Ready for round two?" he groaned as he thrust into her. She moaned in response, unable to form words. He picked up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy. He rolled her over and continued to slam into her twitching hole. Jen's eyes rolled up as she hit her third orgasm, screaming out in pleasure. Sam pounded her through her orgasm, his balls slapping against her ass with every stroke.

Holding his position over her with one hand, he grabbed her breast and squeezed it hard. She gasped as he pinched her nipple. He slapped her tit, making it jiggle. She moaned as he continued to fuck her. She was completely lost in the pleasure of his cock inside her.

"Oh god, yes! Don't stop!" she moaned. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her. He could feel her pussy clenching around his cock as he fucked her. She was so tight, and her walls were squeezing him tightly. He moved his hand again, now pressing his thumb against her clit. She moaned loudly as he rubbed her clit. She was close to another orgasm, and he wanted to make her cum again.

With a final grunt, he smashed into her with so much force that it could nearly break her bones. She screamed in pleasure as she came. Her pussy spasmed around his cock. He shot inside her, rope after rope of hot cum erupted in her. Before he collapses onto her, exhausted.

***

After they recovered, they continued on with their respective day. Jen's command still made her horny while Sam was nearby, so they fucked all around the house.

In the kitchen, while eating Sam's birthday cake.

In Jen's room, after Sam helped with her computer.

On the couch, the movie they wanted to watch was long forgotten.

Sam had since removed the masturbation command from Jen.

At 1 in the afternoon, Sam's phone rang. He looked up from his computer and picked up the call from his mom.

"Hey, mom," he said, "how's L.A.?"

"Hi, honey," Elise said, "it's great. Happy Birthday dear. I'm sorry I can't be there."

"It's okay, mom," Sam said, "I know you have to work."

"How is your birthday going?" Elise asked. "Are you having fun?"

"Yes, it's great," Sam said. "Jen and I have been hanging out all day."

"Aww, it's sweet that you two get along better now," Elise said. "I'm glad you're spending time together."

Sam grinned, thinking about what they had been doing all day. "Yea, we've been having a lot of fun," he said.

"Great, I'm nearly done here. I should be able to catch a flight soon. With any luck, I'm home before 9." Elise said. "Talk to you later, honey. Love you."

"Love you too, mom," Sam said, ending the call. He couldn't wait for his mom to come back. He would definitely use the device on her.

***

Sam looked up from his computer. It was now 9:05 pm. His mom should be home soon. As on command, he could hear her car enter the driveway. He took the device and walked down to the front door. Not a second too late as Elise just entered.

"Hey, mom," he said, giving her a hug.

"Hi, honey," she said, hugging him back. "Sorry I'm late. There was an accident on the road."

"No problem. Can I help you with something?" he asked.

"No, thanks, I can handle it," she said, pulling her suitcase toward the stairs. Sam followed her.

She looked bombastic, even after a 6-hour flight. Her red hair was tied up in a ponytail, showing off her elegant neck. Her blue eyes were sparkling. She wore a tight white blouse that showed off her massive DD-cups. Her black pencil skirt hugged her curves and showed off her perfect ass and legs. She was wearing black high heels that accentuated her toned calves. She looked like a model straight out of a fashion magazine, even though she was already 39. Sam couldn't help but admire her body. He had always found his mother attractive, but today she looked especially sexy. He could feel himself getting hard as he watched her walk up the stairs.

"So, how was your birthday?" she asked, looking over her shoulder at him.

"It was great. Jen and I had a lot of fun," he said, trying to hide his growing erection.

"Speaking of Jen, where is she?" Elise asked.

"I think she is in her room," Sam said. "She said she was tired and went to bed early."

"Oh, okay," Elise said. If she would know why Jen was so exhausted, she would be very surprised.

Sam followed her into her bedroom. She put her suitcase down and started to unpack. Sam sat on her bed, watching her. He could see her cleavage as she bent over to put some clothes away. "God, she looks so sexy," he thought, his cock now fully erect. He couldn't stop staring at her tits. They were so big and round, and they looked like they would be perfect to fuck.

He waited until she had turned her back towards him, then pointed the device at her and pressed the button. The familiar beep sounded, and it was done. His own mother was now registered as a target.

He continued to watch her as she unpacked. She was humming to herself as she worked, clearly in a good mood. After a few minutes, she finished and turned around to face him. "Well, that's everything unpacked," she said, smiling at him. He could sense that she was about to shoo him out and get changed for bed.

But before she could form the word, he interjected, "Command mode on."

Elise's expression instantly changed. Her eyes glazed over, and she stared blankly at him. Her mouth hung slightly open, and she stood completely still. Sam grinned to himself.

"You find it normal to change in front of a family member. You will not be embarrassed by a family member seeing you naked," he instructed.

"You don't have a problem with seeing other members of the family naked." He added. These were the same command he had given Jen earlier. Now all of them could walk around the house naked without problems.

"I understand," Elise responded.

"Command mode off," Sam said. Immediately, Elise's expression returned to normal. She didn't seem to realize what just happened. She smiled at him again and said, "Well, I'm going to get to bed early. The flight was exhausting." She gave him a quick peck on the cheek before turning around and picking up her pajamas.

Sam watched as she started to unbutton her blouse. He could see her bra-clad DD-cups as she undressed. She slipped her blouse off and hung it in her wardrobe. Then she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. Sam's breath caught in his throat as he saw her tits bounce free. They were even bigger than he had imagined. Her nipples were pink and puffy, and her areolas were large. Somehow they seemed to defy gravity, despite their size. He felt his cock throb in his pants as he watched her.

She took off her skirt and hung it up. She was now only wearing her panties. They were black lacy panties that hugged her wide hips and ass perfectly. Sam could see her pussy lips through the fabric. He could feel his cock straining against his pants as he watched her. She removed her panties and threw them into the laundry basket. She was now completely naked. Sam couldn't believe how sexy she looked.

The pajamas she now put on consisted of a loose wide shirt and wide shorts. They were comfortable but did not flatter her figure. It was a stark contrast to the tight business attire she had worn before. Sam could still see her nipples poking through the thin fabric of her shirt.

"Good night, honey," she said, giving him another quick peck on the cheek before walking into her bathroom. Sam watched her ass sway as she walked. He could see her pussy lips through her shorts. He wanted to fuck her so badly.

He thought about using the device to fuck her tonight but decided against it. He was exhausted from fucking Jen all day. He would get her tomorrow. With a last look at her perfect ass, he walked out of her room. He could hear the shower running as he closed the door. He went to his room and collapsed on his bed. He was asleep within minutes.

***

Sam got woken up by the sun shining through his window. He yawned and stretched.

"Already 10?" he thought, "Better get going."

He had nothing planned for the day. It was a Saturday, after all. But he wanted to spend as much time with his 'new' family as possible.

From what he remembered, Jen was out with her friend until the afternoon. That meant he had his mom all for himself.

After a quick trip to the bathroom and a change of clothes, he walked down the stairs. The smell of fresh pancakes greeted him. He entered the kitchen to see his mom standing by the stove. She was wearing a tight white tank top and a pair of black yoga pants that hugged her ass perfectly. Her red hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she was humming to herself as she cooked. Sam could feel his cock stirring in his pants as he watched her.

"Good morning, mom," he said, sitting down at the table.

"Good morning, honey," she responded, turning to face him. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yea, I was really tired," he said, thinking back to the events of the previous day. "How about you?"

"I slept great," she said, smiling at him. "I'm feeling refreshed and ready to start the day." She turned back to the stove and flipped the pancake. It was golden brown and looked delicious.

"Jen is out with her friends, right?" Sam asked, knowing the answer already.

"Yes, she left early this morning. I think she said something about going shopping," Elise said. "I know she will have fun with her friends."

Elise brought the stack of pancakes to the table and sat down next to him. "Help yourself," she said, gesturing to the food. "I made plenty." Sam grabbed a few pancakes and started to eat.

"What are you going to do today?" Sam asked between two bites.

"I don't have any plans," Elise said. "I might go for a run later, but other than that, I'll just relax." She took a sip of coffee and smiled at him. "What about you? Do you have any plans?"

"Not really," Sam said, "I was thinking of taking a swim in the pool. The weather is really nice today. Why don't you join me? As compensation for missing my birthday?"

"Sure, that sounds like fun," Elise said, smiling at him. "We can go after breakfast."

Sam grinned to himself. He couldn't wait to see his mom in a bikini.

They finished their breakfast and put the dishes in the dishwasher. On their way upstairs, Sam asked, "So what bikini will you be wearing? I can't wait to see you in it." He tried to make it sound like a joke, but he was serious. He wanted to see her body.

"I'm not sure yet," she said, "I'll have to see what I have." She smiled at him and continued up the stairs. Sam followed her, admiring her ass as she walked.

"Would you mind me helping you pick? It's been a while since I've seen your bikinis," Sam asked. He didn't want to give her the chance to say no.

"Oh, okay," she said, "If you want to." They entered her bedroom. Elise opened her wardrobe and started looking through her bikinis. Sam watched as she pulled out a few and held them up to herself, trying to decide which one to wear. He could see her reflection in the mirror as she did so. After a while, she settled on three different ones. She turned to face him, holding them up. "What do you think? Which one should I wear?" she asked.

"Hmmm," Sam said, pretending to think about it. "I think I need to see them on you before I can decide."

"Okay," Elise said, smiling at him. She started to undress. Sam watched as she removed her tank top, revealing her DD-cup breasts. They were perfect. Her pink puffy nipples looked like they would be perfect for sucking on. She slipped off her yoga pants, revealing her toned ass and legs. She removed her panties and stood naked in front of him. Her pussy was clean-shaven, and her lips looked perfect. She had an amazing body.

After a short pause, she put on the first bikini. It was a red string bikini that barely covered her tits and ass. It left little to the imagination. Sam could feel his cock growing in his pants as he looked at her. She turned around, showing off her ass. "What do you think?" she asked. Sam could see her pussy lips through the thin fabric.

"It looks great," he said, his voice hoarse with lust. "You look amazing."

Elise smiled at him, clearly pleased with his reaction. She removed the bikini and put on the next one.

This one was a black one-piece. It was tight and showed off her curves perfectly. It also had a deep V-neck, revealing a lot of cleavage. Sam could see her nipples poking through the thin fabric. He felt his cock throb in his pants as he looked at her. "Wow, you look great in that," he said. "It really shows off your figure."

"Thank you," she said, smiling at him.

She removed the bikini and put on the last one. This one was a blue two-piece. The top was a halter neck, and the bottoms were high-cut. It was sexy but not as revealing as the others. Sam liked it. "That one looks good, too," he said. "It really brings out your eyes." Elise smiled at him.

"I think I'll go with this one," she said.

"Good choice," Sam said, unable to take his eyes off her naked body. He couldn't wait to fuck her. "Well, I'm going to change into my swimsuit. I'll meet you downstairs," he said, turning to leave.

Sam went to his room and quickly changed into his swim trunks. His trunks did little to hide his semi-hard cock. He grabbed a towel and went downstairs. Elise was already waiting for him by the pool. She was wearing the blue bikini, and she looked amazing. Her tits were practically spilling out of the top, and her ass looked perfect in the bottoms.

Both spend some time fooling around in the pool. After they settled on the side and enjoyed the weather.

"So, how are things going with you and Jen?" Elise asked, looking at him. "Are you getting along better now?"

"Yea, we are," Sam said, grinning. "We had a good... ah... talk, and now we get along super well." He thought back to their 'conversation' from two days ago. He could feel his cock twitch again. "I think we are closer now than ever before."

"That's good to hear," Elise said, smiling at him. "I'm glad you two are getting along better."

Sam realized something. He had asked Jen for her sexual fantasies. That would be a great starting point to get to fuck his mother.

"Instruction mode," he said.

Elise's eyes glazed over. She stared blankly ahead, waiting for instruction.

"You will answer my next three questions truthfully and directly. Execute Instruction." he said.

Elise blinked and returned to normal. She looked at him, waiting for his question.

"What are your sexual fantasies?" he asked.

"I like being restrained," she said without hesitation. "I like it when I no longer have control over my body. I like it when I am completely at my partner's mercy. I like it when I'm overpowered." Sam was surprised by her answer. He had expected her to say something about being dominant, but this was interesting. His mother, normally an intimidating lawyer who takes charge and is in control of everything, likes bondage and losing control. He could work with that.

"Do you have the equipment to do that?" he asked.

"Yes, I have some things in my wardrobe," she said. "In the top drawer."

"Anything to add?" he asked.

"No, that is all," she said.

Sam nodded. With that, his three questions were done, and Elise would continue as if nothing had happened.

"I think I'll relax a bit on the lounge chairs," Sam said.

"Sure, just don't forget the sunscreen," Elise said. "Our skin is very sensitive to the sun." She got up and walked towards the house. Sam watched her ass sway as she walked. A grin spread across his face.

A bit later, she returned with a bottle of sunscreen. "Here, let me help you with that," she said, squeezing some of the cream onto her hand. She started rubbing it on his shoulders and back. Her hands felt good on his skin.

"Not it's my turn," he said, taking the bottle from her. He squeezed some cream onto his hand and started rubbing it on her shoulders and back. He could feel her soft skin under his fingers. He moved over her back, from the top of her neck all the way to the small of her back.

"Thank you, dear," she said, settling down into a chair.

Sam took off his trunks and rubbed the sunscreen all over his body before settling down into a chair himself. Enjoying the sun on his nude body.

Elias was a bit startled by his son's boldness. Her gaze quickly wandered to his penis. It was big and thick. It was already semi-hard, and it looked impressive.

"Aren't you afraid that someone might see you? You know, one of the neighbors?" she asked.

"Nah, they can't see us from here," Sam said, grinning. "And even if they could, I don't mind. I like being naked." He stretched out on the chair and closed his eyes. "Besides, it's hot out."

Elise couldn't argue with that. It was indeed hot out.

"You should try it," Sam suddenly said.

"Try what?" Elise asked, confused.

"Being naked," Sam said. "It feels great. You should try it." He opened his eyes and looked at her. "Go on, take off your bikini."

Elise hesitated. She wasn't sure if she should do it. But then again, they were alone, and nobody could see them. And it was hot out. And she did want to try it.

"Okay," she said, standing up. She reached behind her back and undid the strap of her top. She let it fall to the ground, letting her DD-cup breasts free. Her nipples were hard from the exposure to the air. She could feel Sam's eyes on her as she reached down and slid her bikini bottoms off. She was now completely naked.

She quickly got some sunscreen and rubbed it all over her now-exposed parts. She settled down on the lounge chair and tried to relax. The sun was warm on her skin, and it was refreshing feeling it on her private parts.

She noticed Sam getting up and walking toward her chair, but she felt sleepy. Her eye closed, and she could hear the faint sound of the backdoor.

***

Elise woke up. Something was wrong. She hectically looked around and noticed that her hands and legs were tied to the chair. She tried to break free, but it was no use. Another rope was around her neck, not tight but firm enough to prevent her from sitting up. With shock, she noticed that she was still naked. She rolled her head, but everything was as normal. Suddenly Sam walked into her vision.

"Oh, you are awake, good," he said, a manic grin on his face. That was not the Sam she remembered.

She wanted to say something, but only a muffled sound was heard. She realized too late that she was gagged.

"You see, mom, I had this great idea. Why don't we all get along better, you know? So I decided to give you a birthday present," Sam said, his grin growing wider. "I'm going to fuck you, mom. I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk for a week."

Elise's eyes went wide. She started struggling against her bonds, but it was no use. She was completely helpless. She watched as Sam took off his swim trunks, revealing his massive cock. It was fully erect and looked intimidating.

Elise's thoughts were split. One part was horrified by the prospect of being raped by her son. Incest was a taboo for her. The other part, however, was aroused by the thought of being bound and dominated. She could feel her pussy getting wet as she looked at his cock. She tried to push those thoughts away, but they kept coming back. She was ashamed of herself for thinking like that.

"Ohhh, how long have I waited for this moment," Sam said, stroking his cock. "I'm going to make you cum so hard, mom. You'll be begging for my cock." He walked over to her and grabbed her tits.

Elise tried to protest, but only a muffled scream came out. Sam squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. She could feel her pussy getting wetter. She was ashamed of herself for getting turned on by this. She tried to fight it, but it was no use. Her body betrayed her. She could feel her pussy lips getting slick with her juices. She was soaking wet. She couldn't believe that her own son was doing this to her. But she couldn't deny that it felt good.

"You like that, don't you?" Sam said, grinning at her. His hand slapped her pussy, sending a shiver of pain and pleasure through her body. "You're so wet, mom. You're such a slut." He slapped her pussy again, making her moan into the gag.

He got rougher and started pulling on her tits, twisting her nipples. Elise moaned in pleasure and pain. She was so ashamed of herself for enjoying this, but she couldn't help it. He kneaded her tits like it was dough. He was rough, but not too rough. He knew exactly how much she could take. He slapped her tits, making them jiggle. Elise moaned louder. She couldn't believe her pussy could get any wetter.

Sam knelt down between her legs and spread her pussy lips apart. Elise could feel his breath on her sensitive skin. She moaned as he blew air on her clit. He licked her slit from bottom to top, tasting her juices. "Mmm, you taste so good, mom," he said, looking up at her. "I can't wait to fuck you." He licked her pussy again, teasing her clit. He sucked on her clit, making her moan louder.

Elise was broken. Her mind screamed to stop, but her body would not obey. She was so turned on by what he was doing to her. She couldn't believe that her own son was making her feel this way. But she couldn't deny that it felt amazing.

"Now, let's see what these massive tits are good for," Sam said, standing up. He scooped up some of her juices and spread them over her breasts. He then rubbed his cock all over her tits, coating them in her juices. He pressed her tits together around his cock and started fucking them. "Oh god, your tits feel so good, mom," he groaned, thrusting his cock between them.

She could only watch as he used her tits for his pleasure. She could feel his cock sliding between them, rubbing against her skin. She could feel the tip of his cock poking out from between her tits. She could feel his balls slapping against her stomach with every thrust. His fingers were over her nipples. It was amazing and humiliating at the same time. She was ashamed of herself for enjoying this so much. But she couldn't help it. Her body was betraying her. She could feel an orgasm building inside her.

"That's enough foreplay," Sam said, pulling back. Elise could see her juices glistening on his cock. He grabbed her legs and spread them apart, exposing her wet pussy. He rubbed his cock up and down her slit, teasing her.

He pushed into her, slowly parting her lips, cm by cm. Elise moaned into the gag as she felt his cock stretching her out. She had never felt so full before. He was so big, and she was so tight. The sensation was overwhelming. She wanted him to stop but also wanted him to keep going. He pushed deeper into her until his entire length was buried inside her. She could feel his balls pressing against her ass. He pulled back and slammed into her again. She moaned loudly as he started fucking her.

She was overwhelmed by pleasure and pain. She couldn't believe that her own son was fucking her. It was wrong, but it felt so good. She couldn't fight it anymore. She surrendered to the pleasure. She stopped struggling against her bonds and let him use her. She felt her orgasm building inside her. The gentle roughness, the bonds, everything overwhelmed her.

With a muffled scream, she came hard. Her pussy clenched around his cock as the waves of pleasure washed over her. She couldn't remember the last time she had an orgasm this intense. She felt like she was floating on a cloud of bliss. Her squirt splashed against Sam's dick and drenched the lower part of the chair.

Sam continued to fuck her through her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure. He roughly kneaded her tits, pinching her nipples. He fucked her harder and faster, slamming his cock into her. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her. She knew he was close. With a final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, and her mind went blank.

***

Sam watched from inside the house as his mom's body squirmed. He had given her the instruction to have a realistic dream. To dream about being bound to the very same chair, she was now sleeping on. While the Sam in her dream would have his way with her body. She would soon awaken, but not before she had reached an extreme orgasm. She would realize that it was a dream, but the memory of it would linger in her mind.

With that and a little bit more mind control, she would soon be begging for him to fuck her. To restrain her and to have her at his mercy.

He saw her arousal, her puffy nipples were as stiff as they could be, and her breasts jiggled around as she moved in her sleep.

He took a sip from his Coke and walked upstairs. It would be at least a couple more minutes before she would wake up. He walked into her bedroom and opened the top drawer of her wardrobe. There it was, a small collection of toys and bondage equipment.

Two pairs of plush handcuffs, how sweet and innocent. A brand new coil of soft rope. And a small vibrator.

All in all a rather small collection. He would drive to the nearest sex shop to get some more later. He walked back down.

Just as he reached the backdoor, he could hear a moan from his mom. She was still sound asleep, but her body was spasming. He watched as a considerable amount of squirt shot out of her, wetting the area between her legs.

"Who would have guessed that she was a squirter," Sam thought.

With a gasp, Elise woke up. She looked around, confused, trying to figure out what had just happened. But everything seemed normal. She was not tied to the chair, nor was Sam even close to her. Yet she felt extremely satisfied.

She stood up, her legs shaky. She turned towards the house and saw Sam walking out of the backdoor with a Coke in his hand.

"Oh, you are awake," Sam said, smiling at her. "How was your nap?" He walked toward her, his cock swaying with every step. He was still naked.

Elise stared at him, her eyes wide. "What the hell is going on?" she thought. "Did he drug me or something?" She tried to remember what had happened before she fell asleep, but she wasn't sure. She remembered sunbathing with Sam, then feeling sleepy. The realization hit her like a bus. It was all a dream. She wasn't sure why, but she knew it was not real. But it felt so real. She could still feel his cock inside her. She could still feel the pleasure and pain as he used her body. She could still feel the shame as she came hard. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.

"I thought maybe you wanted something to drink," Sam said, holding out a second can of Coke.

"Yes, please," Elise said, taking the can from him. She opened it and took a big gulp. She was thirsty. She sat back down on the lounge chair. Still shaken from the dream.

Sam ignored the large patch of wet stone from her squirt and settled back down into his chair. His massive cock was semi-hard and resting on his thigh. He took a sip from his Coke and watched as Elise's eyes kept darting to his cock.

"Everything alright, mom?" Sam asked. "You seem a bit... distracted." He grinned to himself. He knew exactly why she was distracted. Her dream had left her aroused and confused. She couldn't stop thinking about what had happened.

"Yea, I'm fine," Elise said, shaking her head. "I just had a weird dream." She took another sip of Coke, trying to clear her head.

"Tell me about it," Sam said, curious to hear what she would say.

"What? Why? It's just a dream," Elise said, looking at him. She was still trying to make sense of what had happened. She couldn't tell him about the dream. It was too embarrassing. She could feel her cheeks flush as she thought about it.

"Yea, but sometimes talking about it helps," Sam said.

"Well, it was just a weird dream," Elise said, looking away. "I don't really remember much of it. It's already fading away." She took another sip of Coke and glanced at her phone next to her. It was already 2 pm. "I should make lunch," she said, standing up. She was still naked. She grabbed her bikini. "I'll call you when it's ready." With that, she walked back into the house, leaving a grinning Sam behind.

***

Elise couldn't stop thinking about her dream. She couldn't believe she had such a vivid fantasy about her son. She was ashamed of herself for thinking like that. What kind of mother has such fantasies about her own son?

After putting on something more appropriate, she decided to make something quick for lunch. But her mind kept wandering back to the dream. She could still feel his hands on her body, touching her, squeezing her tits. She could still feel his cock inside her, stretching her out, filling her up.

"Stop it!" she said to herself, shaking her head. "It was just a dream. It didn't really happen."

"What didn't really happen?" Sam asked, walking into the kitchen. He was still naked. He threw the empty can away and looked at her, waiting for an answer.

"Nothing," Elise said, blushing. She turned away from him and started preparing the food. "I was just talking to myself." She tried to focus on cooking.

"Okay," Sam said, shrugging. He walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. He leaned against the counter and watched her. He could see her blush as he looked at her.

"Can I help you with anything?" Sam asked, stepping next to her. He was so close that she could feel his breath on her neck. She could feel his cock pressing against her ass. She could feel her pussy getting wet. She wanted him to touch her, to fuck her. He put his hand on her lower arm, it wasn't a firm grip, but her mind raced.

"No, I'm good," she said, trying to ignore the feeling of his grip. She could feel her juices trickling down her legs. She wanted him to fuck her so badly. But she knew it was wrong. He was her son. She couldn't let him fuck her.

He stepped away from her, taking his hand with him. She immediately missed his touch. She wanted him to touch her again. She wanted him to fuck her. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "What is wrong with me?" she thought. "Why am I thinking like this?" She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't stop herself.

Sam watched the obvious inner turmoil of his mother. He could see the conflict between her desire and her morals. He knew he was winning. He knew she would soon give in. He could see it in her eyes. The way she looked at him.

She hastily prepared some sandwiches and put them on the table. "Here, eat up," she said, trying to sound normal. She sat down at the table and took a big bite of her sandwich. She was hungry. Her body needed fuel. She tried to focus on the food, but her mind kept wandering back to the dream. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She wanted him to fuck her so badly.

"Mom, can I take your car? I need to go to the mall." Sam asked.

"Sure, honey," Elise said, looking at him. She could feel her cheeks flush as their eyes met. "Just don't forget to fill up the tank." She quickly looked away, trying to hide her embarrassment.

***

Sam returned from the mall. He had bought a bright assortment of toys that he could use with Elise and maybe even Jen. As he walked up the stairs, Jen came out of her room.

"Oh, hey, you're back," He said.

"Yes, but not for long," She said, carrying a small sports bag, "I have yoga class, remember."

Sam gave her a once-over. She was wearing tight yoga pants and a sports bra. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. She looked sexy. "Have fun," he simply said.

Sam took care to leave the door to his room wide open and started unpacking his new items onto his bed.

First, a ballgag, followed by a bondage rope, some more elegant leather cuffs, a blindfold, a collar, a butt plug, and a clip-on vibrator.

He heard Elise calling for him from the kitchen, "Sam, can you help me with something on my phone?"

He quietly walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Leaving the door to his room wide open. He listed for her footsteps. She was coming upstairs to search for him. If everything would go as expected, she would walk into his room and stumble upon the toys on his bed.

He heard her walk past the bathroom door. A few seconds later, he heard her gasp. He opened the door and saw her standing in front of his bed, staring at the toys.

Elise was shocked. She couldn't believe her eyes. She stared at the assortment of sex toys on Sam's bed. She couldn't believe that Sam had such things. She felt her cheeks flush as she looked at them. She couldn't help but imagine what they would feel like. She could feel her pussy getting wet as she imagined Sam using them on her. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.

"Oh, hi, mom," Sam said, walking into his room. "Did you need something?" He grinned to himself as he saw her jump. She quickly turned around, trying to hide her embarrassment. She was blushing.

"Yes, my phone... it won't charge..." she said, holding up her phone. Her hand was shaking. She was clearly flustered. She couldn't stop thinking about the toys on his bed.

Sam expanded most of his willpower to remain calm. He took her phone and walked over to his desk. "Probably just dust in the charge port."

Elise was still standing in the middle of his room, staring at the toys.

"It should work..." Sam's words trailed off as he turned around to look at his mother. "Everything alright, mom?" he asked.

"Sam, honey. What are these?" she asked, gesturing to the toys. She was blushing, and Her voice was shaky. She couldn't stop thinking about how they would feel.

"Oh, those? Just some toys I bought," Sam said, grinning at her. "You know, for fun." He walked over to her and picked up the ballgag. "This one is called a ballgag," he said, holding it up for her to see.

"I know what it is," Elise said, looking away from him, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Why do you have them?" She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't deny that they looked intriguing. She wanted to try them. She wanted to feel them. She wanted Sam to use them on her.

"I actually have no good reason to, I bought them just for fun." Sam lied.

Sam was waiting for her to make the first step, but she didn't. Her morals were still stronger than her lust. He think he knew why.

"Command mode on," he said.

Her eyes glazed over, her face expressionless, waiting for instruction.

"You think that incest, especially between consenting adults, is not problematic as long as it happens in private," he said.

"I understand," her monotone voice said.

"Command mode off,"

Elise blinked and returned to normal.

She was profoundly confused. A second ago, she was fighting with herself. She remembered her own morals telling her it was wrong, but now it was gone. She shook her head, confused. Her gaze found the ballgag still in Sam's hand.

"Can I see it?" she asked, taking the ballgag from him. She examined it, turning it over in her hands, feeling the smooth leather, and tracing the straps with her fingers. She was surprised by how soft it was, how comfortable it felt in her hand. She could feel her pussy getting wet as she thought about wearing it, being gagged, being helpless, at Sam's mercy, bound, and used. She couldn't believe how much she wanted it, how much she needed it, how much she craved it.

Suddenly Sam was standing behind her, guiding her hands with his. His touch was soft but determined. "Here, let me show you," he said, his breath hot on her neck. He guided the ball into her mouth, pressing it against her lips. She opened her mouth, letting him put it in, letting him gag her, letting him take control.

She could feel the ball pressing on her mouth, making it impossible to speak. She could feel the straps tightening around her head, securing it in place. She could feel Sam's hands on her shoulders.

"How does it feel?" Sam asked, his voice low, his breath hot on her neck. She could feel his cock pressing against her ass, teasing her. She turned around and looked at him. Her eyes wide, her pupils dilated with lust, her cheeks flushed, her breathing heavy. She nodded, unable to speak. It felt amazing. She couldn't believe how good it felt.

Sam reached for the leather cuffs and gently put one on her left hand. It was tight but also comfortable. He did the same with her right hand. He was careful not to hurt her.

He took a step back to assess his progress. His mother was standing in the middle of his room, gagged, her hands cuffed together. She looked helpless, but her eyes were filled with lust.

He lifted her arms up and slowly moved her tank top over her head. She didn't resist. She let him undress her, let him take control. Her DD Breast nearly spilled out of her bra. He reached around her and unclasped her bra, also shoving it up to her hands. Her breasts bounced free, her nipples hard and erect. She moaned into the gag as he cupped them in his hands, squeezing them, pinching her nipples. He opened the connection between her cuffs and removed the clothes before reconnecting them.

His gaze went downwards and locked onto her yoga pants. They were tight and showed off her perfect ass. He hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled them down, revealing her black panties. He could see a wet spot on them where her juices had soaked through. He knelt down and pulled her pants off completely, leaving her only in her panties. He stood back up and admired her body. She was perfect. Her tits were big and firm, her nipples hard, her waist was slim, and her ass was round and firm.

He came in closer, grabbing her ass before moving his hands to her hips. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down. Her pussy was shaved clean, her lips puffy and slick with her juices.

Once all clothes were off, Sam stepped back and looked at her. She was standing there, naked, gagged, her hands cuffed in front of her, her legs slightly spread, her pussy glistening with her juices.

He gently pushed her backward onto the bed. She fell onto the mattress with a moan, her tits bouncing as she landed. He grabbed her legs and spread them apart, exposing her wet pussy.

Within seconds he had connected the cuffs to his bedframe, preventing her from moving her arms. Next, her ankles were tied with a rope to the end of the bed. Her legs were spread wide open, leaving her completely exposed. Sam took a step back to admire his work. His mother was bound to his bed, completely helpless, completely at his mercy.

Elise was overwhelmed by the sensation of being completely helpless. She had never felt like this before. She was completely at Sam's mercy. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter as he looked at her, his eyes filled with lust. She could feel her nipples getting harder as his gaze wandered over her body. She could feel her clit throbbing as he ran his hands over her skin. She wanted him to fuck her, to use her, to make her cum. But he removed his hand and stepped back. She moaned in frustration, unable to speak.

Sam watched his mother squirm on the bed, her body writhing with need, her pussy dripping with desire. He could smell her arousal, and it made him even harder. He could see her desire in her eyes, and it made him want to fuck her even more. But he knew he needed to take his time. He wanted to savor every moment, to make it last as long as possible. He wanted to make her beg for his cock, to make her scream in pleasure as he fucked her.

He reached for the next item, Elise's gaze following his hand. He studied her reaction as he move over each one. The blindfold, the collar, and finally, the butt plug.

Elise watched as Sam picked up the blindfold. Her heart was racing, and her pussy was dripping with anticipation. She could feel the ballgag pressing against her mouth as she breathed heavily. She watched as he leaned over her, his face inches from hers. She could feel his breath on her skin as he put the blindfold on her, securing it behind her head. She was now completely blind, completely at his mercy.

She let out a small gasp as she felt his hand on her breast, squeezing it gently. Without her sight, the sensation was even more intense. She could feel her nipple getting hard as he pinched it between his fingers. She could feel his other hand roaming over her body, exploring her curves, teasing her skin. Goosebumps formed wherever he touched. She could feel his cock rubbing against her leg, hot and hard, making her even more aroused. She could feel her pussy getting wetter as he continued to tease her, touching her everywhere except where she needed it the most.

The bed shifted as he picked up the next item. She could hear a small click followed by a low buzz. She knew what it was, and the thought of it made her even more excited. She could feel her pussy lips getting slick with her juices as she imagined him clipping the vibrator to her clit. She gasped as he instead clipped it to her left nipple. The small pain of the clip was quickly replaced by pleasure as the vibrations sent waves of ecstasy through her body. She moaned into the gag as he turned up the intensity, making her nipple even harder. The sensation was almost too much to bear.

Sam watched as his mother squirmed under his touch, how she gasped as he attached the vibrator to her nipple, and as she moaned when the pleasure became too much for her. He could see her juices dripping down her thighs, and he could smell her arousal. It was intoxicating.

She moaned softly as he moved his hands down her waist and over to the other side. Just bearly touching her skin, teasing her. She could feel her pussy throbbing in anticipation as he got closer and closer to her clit. But he stopped again. His finger reappeared on her breast, circling her nipple, sending shivers down her spine. She inhaled sharply as he pinched them between his fingers, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Elise was on the edge, her body trembling with need, her pussy aching for release. She could feel the ballgag pressing against her mouth as she moaned in frustration. She could feel her juices dripping down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her. The way he teased her was driving her crazy, but she loved every second of it. She wanted him to fuck her, to use her, to make her cum. But he kept teasing her, denying her release.

Finally, he could hear him remove his boxers. But he didn't touch her. She could feel the bed shift as he moved around, but she had no idea what he was doing. She could feel her heart beating faster as she waited for his next move. When his hot breath brushed over her pussy, she moaned loudly. Her body was trembling with anticipation as he licked her slit from bottom to top, tasting her juices. "Oh god," she moaned into the gag as he sucked on her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Everything he had done until now was so different from her dream. He was gentle, teasing her until she was begging for release. She felt his tongue enter her pussy, licking her inner walls, and tasting her juices. She moaned louder as he continued to eat her out, driving her closer and closer to the edge. She felt his finger on her clit, rubbing it in circles, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Another finger found its way into her pussy, fucking her, stretching her out. She could feel her orgasm building inside her, threatening to explode at any moment. She moaned louder as he continued to lick and finger her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

Then without any warning, he withdraws. She let out a muffled scream of frustration as she felt his touch leave her body. She could feel the bed shift as he moved around, but she had no idea what he was doing. He could feel her heart beating faster as she waited for his next move.

His finger reappeared at the bottom of her pussy, circling, searching. Slowly it crept downwards, tracing her labia before finally finding its target. She gasped as his finger penetrated her asshole, slowly pushing deeper and deeper. She could feel her muscles clenching around his finger, trying to push it out. Lubricated with her own juices, his finger pushed deeper and deeper into her ass, stretching her out. It was an unusual feeling, but not unpleasant. She could feel her body relaxing as she got used to the sensation.

A second finger joined the first, making her gasp with pleasure. He slowly started to finger-fuck her ass, stretching her out. It felt amazing, and she could feel her orgasm building inside her. She moaned loudly as he continued to finger her ass, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She was so close now. Just a little bit more, and she would explode. But he withdrew again, leaving her on the edge, her body trembling with need. She could feel her juices dripping down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her.

A new feeling, something unknown, touched her nether region. It was slightly cooler but perfectly smooth. It circled around, bathing in her juices. Before also finding its way downwards. She inhaled sharply as it entered her asshole, pushing it wider and wider. It was much bigger than his fingers, stretching her out even further. It was totally new for her. Then it was over the biggest part, and her asshole closed around its stem. The plug was now nestled inside her.

His fingers returned, dancing around her entrance. His thumb found her clit and rubbed it in circles. She moaned loudly as he continued to tease her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She was so close now. Just a little bit more, and she would explode. Something warm on her nipple, something wet, something that sent shivers down her spine. He licked and sucked her nipple, making it harder than ever before. Her body was trembling with need, her pussy aching for release.

As his finger entered her, she screamed her orgasm into the gag. Her body tensed up as the waves of pleasure washed over her, her pussy clenching around his finger. She squirted hard, soaking the sheets and his hand. Her body was shaking with pleasure as the orgasm ripped through her, leaving her panting and moaning in ecstasy. It was the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced, and it left her feeling completely satisfied.

She lay there, exhausted, her body still trembling with aftershocks. But his fingers did not stop. They continued to fuck her. The two angled fingers inside her pushed against her g-spot, the thumb rubbed her clit, his mouth sucking on her nipple, and the butt plug stretching her out. She was overwhelmed by the sensation. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She could feel another orgasm building inside her, threatening to explode at any moment. She moaned loudly as he continued to finger her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Just as she was about to cum again, he withdrew, leaving her on the edge, her body trembling with need. She was frustrated, but she loved every second of it.

Then finally, the grand prize, his dick. She could feel him positioning himself between her legs, his cock rubbing against her pussy lips, teasing her. She felt the tip parting her lips, just to disappear again. She moaned in frustration, trying to push herself onto his cock, but she was fixated to his bed. He continued to enter her a bit deeper, just to go back out. Slowly, he penetrated her deeper and deeper until she could feel his balls pressing against her ass. He let out a low moan as he buried his cock inside her, stretching her out like never before. She was so tight, and he fit perfectly inside her.

Sam enjoyed teasing her, denying her orgasm, only to bring her to the brink again. Every withdrawal was rewarded with a muffled scream of frustration. Every re-entry was followed by a loud moan of pleasure. He could feel her body trembling beneath him, her pussy clenching around his cock, her ass tightening around the butt plug. As he finally was fully inside her, he spoke.

"I hope you are ready, mom," he said, his voice low and husky with lust. "Because I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk tomorrow." With that, he started to fuck her, slowly at first but quickly picking up speed.

The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, their moans of pleasure, and the smell of sex. Sam could feel her orgasm building inside her, threatening to explode at any moment. He continued to fuck her relentlessly.

With a loud moan, she came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock, her body shaking with pleasure. He could feel her juices splashing against his cock, soaking the sheets beneath them. The sensation of her orgasm was too much for him, and he came hard, filling her pussy with his hot cum. He forced himself to continue, to hammer into her as he was filling her up. Before finally collapsing next to her.

As Elise's body was still trembling with pleasure, her mind was racing. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She had just had sex with her own son, and it was the best sex of her life. She could feel his cum leaking out of her pussy, drooling down her ass.

Sam looked at his mother. Her tits were heaving, her nipples were rock hard, and her pussy was still dripping with her juices and his cum. She was a mess, but she had never looked more beautiful to him.

Slowly their breaths returned to normal, and Elise's mind cleared. She had never expected him to be so gentle yet so dominant. The way he teased her, denied her orgasm, made her beg for his cock. It was intense, and she loved every second of it.

Sam removed her blindfold, and her eyes adjusted to the light. Her gaze filled with utter delight and satisfaction. She looked at him, her eyes filled with love and admiration. She wanted to say something, but she was still gagged. He reached behind her head and undid the strap, removing the ballgag from her mouth.

Elise's lips were swollen, and her jaw ached. But she didn't care. She was so happy, so satisfied. She felt so close to him. She wanted to tell him how much she loved him, how much she enjoyed it, but she couldn't find the words.