The Ultimate Sacrifice

[Maid of Marvels]

"And it feels so good! How can it be wrong?"

That's exactly the point then isn't it Sylvie? What will you say now?

Sylvie took a deep breath and looked into her son's eyes. "This is the problem, sweetie. We hadn't discussed that you would enjoy it. I hadn't even considered that a factor. I only wanted to keep you safe. I didn't want you getting sick like some of your mates from school."

Greg started to speak, but Sylvie knew that if she didn't finish now she would not finish at all. "It's just not proper for a mum to be with her son this way. I didn't see harm in just... relieving you. But it's the... other." Her voice trailed off to a half whisper, "I never felt... "

What in bloody hell are you saying Sylvie! Shut your trap! You don't need to be putting this on the boy as well! Shame! You should be ashamed of yourself!

Recovering from coming so close to admitting what she had been denying even to herself, Sylvie blurted out, "I just don't want you to be hurt by this psychologically, you understand. I never thought of this being anything more than keeping you healthy. I didn't think it would become so... personal."

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

He feels himself getting more aroused as he listens to her, his erection stretching impossibly in his shorts.

"I still don't understand why is wrong." In his mind's eye, he can picture the two of them on the couch, with him on top thrusting away. He wants her so much.

"Don't you like relieving me?"...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"Don't you like relieving me?"...

"Sweet heavens above! This is not going the way I intended at all! How do I answer that question?" It's so wrong! If only Jon weren't so... If only he were more... Now don't you go blaming this all on Jon, Sylvia Harrison! He works hard all day and is tired at night when he comes home. And this is the way it is supposed to be with husband and wife. Your own mother told you so.

Sylvie squeezed her son's hands. "Oh, lovey. You know you are the most important thing in my life. I would do anything for you. Anything at all to make you happy... But I am not supposed to like this... I mean... " What do you mean, Sylvie?? What?

She looked helplessly at Greg, her eyes pleading with him to understand. He was certainly bright enough to know what she was trying to say. What did he want her to tell him?
"It isn't right for me to like it. It is not about me. It is about you. Keeping you safe and healthy. To keep you from needing to seek erm... relief elsewhere and in an unsafe way." Please god, she prayed. Let him understand that I cannot say anymore. Please.

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

He watches her as she becomes increasingly more aggitated, his ear taking in every word she is saying even as his eyes take in every details of our bulging nightgown.

An idea strikes him that makes his cock swell even more.

"But I want you to like it as well, Mom." He says. "Otherwise I can't like it. I-it doesn't seem right if you don't."...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"Greg... "

Why can't he understand? "I can't do that. I can't. It isn't right. I am your mother. I am your mother!!"

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

Something inside him senses that she is faltering slightly.

"I know that, Mom." He tells her, suddenly feeling bold (most likely because of the lust that is boiling through his veins). "But I can't help how I feel. You are so beautiful. Dad is so lucky to have you."

Getting up, he gently kisses her on the cheek before he sits down again. All the while, exposing his arousal in his shorts...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Sylvie couldn't help but notice...

the obvious bulge in Greg's shorts when he came around the table to kiss her. She knew that he must be needing her, but she feared getting that close to him just now. She didn't want to go through what had happened last night again. It was getting harder and harder for her to resist. She was going to have to talk to Jon again. Make him see. Make him understand that she had needs. Desires.

"Greg," she began again slowly. "I don't think you quite understand even still. I am not supposed to enjoy this. I am just supposed to help you because you are my son and I love you best of all."

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

"Greg, I don't think you quite understand even still. I am not supposed to enjoy this. I am just supposed to help you because you are my son and I love you best of all." She tells him.

Does that mean that she did like it??

He casts his mind back to yesterday, when he was screwing her on the couch. She didn't act like someone who didn't like doing it. Even in the bedroom later, it seemed that she was enjoying it.

The images causes his cock to throb more painfully as his hormones start to take control. Drawing his chair closer to hers, he takes hers hands into his.

"But, Mom. What's wrong with you liking it too?" All he wants to do is to kiss her again. "If I am meant to enjoy it, why not you?" He presses his hot thighs against hers.

"But it is not right!" She replies, gripping his hands. "Mothers are not meant to fornicate with their sons. It's not natural."

"Why not, Mom?" He can feel the fierce hunger in his belly, his eyes burn into her. "It doesn't hurt anyone. If it's not natural, then how come it feels so good when you touch me? When we made love???" He moves closer.

"Oh, Greg..." She starts to say even as he leans forward, their mouths coming together...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Sylvie held her breath...

as Greg's mouth drew closer, their lips gently brushing against each other. A quiet moan escaped her as she pressed against him, her lips parting in invitation. Her body . Their kiss grew more heated with every moment that passed, until she finally willed herself to break free.

"Noooooo... " Her voice was quiet this time, almost sad as she raised her hand to her son's face, caressing it gently. "I'm... Sorry, Greg. It... just isn't right. I'm... sorry."

Unable to meet his eyes, Sylvie walked past and went upstairs to her room. She thought back over their conversation again. "It doesn't hurt anyone. If it's not natural, then how come it feels so good when you touch me? When we made love???" Making love... Was that what it was? Is that how Greg thought of it? Her mind reeled with the implications of his statement.

She had to get out of the house. Had to take her mind off things. Had to try to gain some of the old normalcy of their lives back. Dressing quickly, she headed back downstairs.

"Greg? Are you still down here?" Sylvie called out, hopefully.

"In here mom," he replied from the kitchen. "Was just putting the dishes away for you."

Sylvie's heart swelled with love and pride for her son, yet there was still that shadow of guilt that loomed over her. She hoped he wasn't too angry with her when she asked, "Let's do something today, okay? It's been so long since we've gone to the park. I thought perhaps a picnic and some swimming? Maybe you can ask Brad to join us?"

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

He can still taste her mouth on his lips as she leaves the kitchen. A part of him wants to pursue her. But a stronger part tells him to let her go.

She wants him. He knows that she wants him! But then why.....???

Unable to answer that question, the furlorned boy gets up, goes over to the sink and start to put away the dishes - as he always do.

"Greg? Are you still down here?" His mother calls out to him.

At least she is still talking to him!

"In here, Mom!" He shouts out. "Was just putting the dishes away for you."

"Let's do something today, okay? It's been so long since we've gone to the park. I thought perhaps a picnic and some swimming? Maybe you can ask Brad to join us?"

Swimming??

The thought of maybe seeing his mother in a swimsuit causes his heart to beat faster.

"Sure, Mom! But Brad's busy so it would just be the two of us!"

He can hardly wait until they get to the lake...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Just the two of them...

Sylvie had half-hoped that Brad would come along to keep Greg at least partially distracted, but even so... It would be good to get out and do something 'family oriented' with her son.

Singing to herself, Sylvie made some sandwiches and packed a hamper with fruit and drinks while Greg got ready. She hadn't been swimming for ages and really was beginning to look forward to their little excursion.

"Ready," Greg said as he came back into the kitchen wearing cut offs and carrying two towels. "Can I help with anything, mom?"

Sylvie smiled brightly at her son. "Sure. You can grab a blanket to lay out on the beach and carry the food out to the car if you like. I just need to go get my bathing suit and I'm all set."

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

While his mother changes upstairs, the boy quickly packs the car. He is waiting patiently next to it when she finally appears at the door.

He sees that she is wearing a black one-piece covered by a large white shirt which covers most of it. Even so, he can still look at her legs which, to a hungry lad like him, is plenty to wet his appetite.

"Greg? Greg? Are you going to take your eyes off me for a moment and listen to me?"

"I'm sorry, Mom. I..." He stammers as they both get into the car...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

The drive wasn't long...

but it was disconcerting to know that Greg kept staring at her and Sylvie couldn't help wondering whether this outing was a good idea after all. She rattled on about her Garden Club and who had what on sale that week at the local markets. Anything and everything to keep her son distracted.

His responses were short and perfunctory, and Sylvie was relieved when they finally drove through the gates of the park and down the narrow road that led to the swimming area. The parking lot was nearly full, and there were quite a few teenagers milling about. Great! She thought to herself. Perhaps some of his mates from school are here to keep him...

Sylvie's heart lurched as the latest reports on the incidences of HIV positive teens in the area came back to mind. There were quite a few now, though no names were mentioned to protect their privacy. As she and Greg unpacked the car and walked across the sand to find a spot, she found herself looking from face to face wondering if this one or that were one of the growing numbers.

"This looks like a good spot, sweetie. Why don't we spread the blanket out here?"

Greg did as she asked without a word and she couldn't help but to reach out and caress his face gently. What would she do without him? He was everything to her. Don't think about that now, Sylvie. You're here for a nice picnic and a day in the water and sun. Enjoy yourself. There's plenty of time for thinking later.
"The water looks great, doesn't it? Let me get some sun screen on and the last one there has to take the garbage out for a week." Greg grinned at her and rifled through one of the bags for the bottle of lotion while Sylvie slipped off her shirt and laid it over the top of the food hamper.

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

"Found it!" He shouts as he pulls out the bottle of lotion and swings to face his mother. His voice then dies as he sees her in her splendour. Now that the shirt has gone, the one-piece swimsuit does nothing to hide his mother's figure from his hungry gaze. The material molding tightly to her flesh, revealing the supple curves and bumps of her body, especially the breasts, to her horny son.

Oh God!

He feels himself swell in appreciation...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"Found it!"

Sylvie grinned and sat down on the blanket with her back toward Greg. She couldn't wait to get in the water. She was worse than a little girl, Sylvie thought, but it had been ages since she had been swimming.

"Do me a favor and put some on my back while I do my arms and legs?"

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

His penis, which is still semi-swollen twitches, at his mother's request.

"Erm. Sure, mom." He says as he takes the bottle in his hands and pours a large dollop into his hand. Putting the bottle down, he crawls up behind her and starts to smear it over her back.

At first contact, he hears her groan that the cream is cold. Her voice and the feel of her naked skin under his hand causes his cock to swell even more.

Shit! He wants to so much take her in his arms and kiss her!

Slowly, methodically, he runs his hands up and down her back, massaging her flesh. Then he moves up her neck and the top of her arms and neck, making sure that she is thoroughly coated though he is really just relishing the feel of her body.

Adjusting his position, he finds that he is kneeling right behind her, allow him to look down her front, between the valley of her large chest. His shaft erects to full hardness, causing an obscene bulge in his trunks which he makes sure doesn't come into contact with her well padded backside.

Driven on by his developing lust, he slowly dips his hands down her back and start to move them out sideways, under her arms. Each stroke getting him nearer and nearer to his secret objective...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"Oooh! That's cold!!"

Sylvie protested and jerked away as the first bit of lotion came in contact with her overheated back, but it wasn't long before she actually began to enjoy it. Sylvie had always had a weakness for a backrub even though she didn't get them often enough.

"Mmm... " she murmured as her son continued to apply the sunscreen to her back, neck and shoulders. The heat and the feel of his hands caressing her skin began to lull her until she suddenly realized that Greg's hands were beginning to roam further than they should be.

Jumping up, Sylvie ran for the water, looking back toward the blanket once to urge Greg on. "Last one in... " He was standing still, watching her as she ran. His erection stood out proudly, tenting his swimsuit.

She felt her body stir in a split-second reaction at the sight of her son's desire. No. We are going to have a normal day, she murmured. Who she was trying to convince? Her body betrayed her at every turning. Sighing, Sylvie pushed the thought aside.

Sylvie noticed Greg was now sprinting toward her. "Rotten egg! Rotten egg!" she called as she ran, splashing headlong into the crowded lake.

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

Greg holds back and allows her to reach the water first, admiring her large rump as it sways back and forth as she runs which does nothing to cool his ardour. Then he in the water with her, both of them splashing each other and laughing.

This goes on for a few minutes and then his mother suddenly dives underneath the surface. For a few seconds, he just floats there, kicking water and then he feels something grab his foot.

"Heyyyy!!" He shouts and he follows suit.

Underneath the surface, it takes a couple of moments for his eyes to adjust and then he sees his mother swimming away from him. He drives after her, admiring her fleshy form as she glides through the water.

Swimming as hard as he can, he tries to catch up with her but his mother is too good. Not surprising since in her heyday, she had the opportunity to join the Olympic team which she had declined and she is still very good today. Finally giving up trying to catch her, he heads for the surface.

Taking in some deep breaths, he finds that he has come up near a group of rocks, shielding him from the rest of the bank. Intrigued, he starts to inspect it when the water bursts behind him and he feels himself being grabbed.

"Gotcha!" His mother cries as she takes him in her arms.

He grins. They used to do this a lot when he was younger. Spinning round in her grip, he turns to face her. The sight of her causes his arousal to come thundering back.

Her face is only inches away from his. He sees that her wet hair plastered to her skin, the water running down her smooth face in little droplets. But it is her mouth that entices him the most. Her full lips partially open as she suck in the air.

Those lips!

Those same lips open even more as he realises that she can feel his now granite hard-on pushing firmly into her belly.

"Greg...?" She starts to say.

He has to kiss her!

"Please, Mom." He begs. "Just one kiss. No-one will see." and his mouth is already moving slowly towards hers...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Sylvie surfaced behind her son...

grabbing him around the waist. When he turned she could feel his desire as he grew erect, pressing against her belly. He wanted her. She could feel the fires of her passion igniting deep within herself, her body aching for... Sylvie had to stop this before it went any further. "Greg...?"

"Please, mom. Just one kiss. No one will see." His eyes bored into hers as he lowered his mouth, his lips brushing lightly against hers at first. Just one kiss... Just one... Sylvie felt her resolve melting away as he kissed her. Slowly. Gently. Hungrily. Ravenously.

Sylvie sighed as Greg pulled her closer, his erection throbbing between them. She wanted to break free. She wanted... She needed... to stop this...

She whimpered softly as her son's tongue slipped between her slightly parted lips, searching for hers. She moaned as his hand cupped her breast. She gasped as his thumb began to circle the upright nub that was her nipple.

Why didn't Jon want her this way? Sweet heavens this was so wrong! Just one kiss... Just one...

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

Behind the rock, completely hidden from the other visitors to the lake, mother and son make out hungrily. His mouth locked on hers, he is thrilled to feel his mother's arms tighten around him as she presses her body hard against his.

Oh Mom...

His hand, trapped between their straining bodies, continues to squeeze her breast, feeling her nipple stiffen under his palm while he pushes his aching loins against hers.

For a moment their lips part, allowing them to take deep mouthfuls of air and then they stare into each other's eyes.

"So wrong. So wrong..." He hears her murmur and then their open mouths are crushed together again, their tongue dueling wetly within...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Sylvie struggled with her conscience...

as she moved in rhythm with the rocking of his hips against her. If she didn't stop it now... or do something. This would get out of hand. Things would go further than she was prepared to go. But she ached so to be loved, wanted, desired... The way Jon should, the way Greg did.

She stiffened slightly when Greg began to move his hand slowly upward to the strap of her bathing suit. He hesitated, waiting for approval. Seeing that she didn't object, Greg's finger slipped beneath the strap, pushing it down over her shoulder.

Oh god! What am I supposed to do? He needs... She remembered noticing how he had looked at the bikini-clad girls on the beach as they had made their place. What if she didn't help him? What then? I have to keep him safe.

The decision made, Sylvie slipped her hand between their bodies, caressing his tumescent erection through the thin material. So big. So hard. He needs release... Doesn't he? He moaned deeply as her hand slipped beneath the waistband of his trunks, her fingers caressing his length before closing around him.

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

Oh fuck!

The boy groans as he feels her hand press against his straining hard-on within his trunks. His mouth presses harder against hers as her hand invades his trunks, talking hold of the prize.

"Ohhh, Mom!" He groans as he pulls his head back and stares at her.

"Greg...?" She gasps. Her lips look thicker, redder. Her large chest is moving back and forth at her heavy breathing. Unable to stop himself, not wanting to stop himself, he hooks both shoulder straps with his fingers and in one sudden movement, pulls them down her arms and along with them, the top of her bathing top. Both of them gasp as in that same movement, his mother's heaving bosom are bared. Wobbling like jellies on her moving chest, waiting for the boy to plunder them.

"Ohhh, Mom!" He moans as he gently scoops both of her precious flesh into his shaking hands.

"They are so heavy! So soft! So big!" He whispers as both of his thumbs zero in on the hardened nubs on the ends of her breasts.

Allowing his eyes to sweep up her body back to her face, he finds himself looking deep into her eyes even as he pleasures her engorged nipples.

"You are so beautiful." He says to her...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"You are so beautiful."

Why couldn't this be Jon? Why doesn't he say things like this to me? Why doesn't he touch me like this, want me like this? Sylvie closed her eyes, unwilling to meet her son's gaze any longer.

Sylvie continued to move both of her hands along Greg's shaft, clasping him more firmly and a little faster with each successive stroke. She could feel him swelling at her touch as he thrust through her fingers.

As if in a waking dream, she listened to her son moaning softly against her mouth, her throat, her shoulder and finally against her breast. She inhaled sharply as his lips closed around her distended nipple, suckling. Her body ached to be filled, though she knew she would not allow it. Could not allow it.

Why couldn't this be Jon? Why did it have to be... Sylvie stiffened as she felt her son's hand begin to move down her belly, to the valley between her legs.

 

[Tibxo]

Greg

Unable to restrain himself any further, the boy leans forward and kisses his mother. Then he slowly moves downwards, running his mouth down her face, her neck and onto her chest. Until finally it slides over an extended nipple, his nose pressing firmly into her soft flesh.

With her teat firmly between his teeth, he starts to suck. Gently at first but gets more demanding as he feels his mother's grip on his cock get tighter as she moves up and down.

Closing his eyes, he moves his hand down her belly, to the top of her legs and slowly in between her legs.

"Greg...." She gasps but he does not stop. Firmly pushing his palm in between her legs, he starts to grind it against her sex, hearing her moan as he does so.

Even in the water, he can feel the heat of her vagina, her cunt through the material of her suit. Wanting more, his slender fingers snake through an opening between her leg and the suit, forcing the material aside as they eagerly source out her opening.

"Greg..." He hears her gasp again. Then his fingers are at the portal, pushing the material aside as they start to enter her. One at first then followed by another, they slide deeply into her birth canal.

"I love you." He whispers...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Sylvie gasped as Greg's fingers...

glided over her mons into the slick wetness and beyond, thrusting them deeply into her silky passage. Her inner muscles clasped his digits as he began to move them slowly in and out.

"I love you... "

Her son's words, whispered quietly against her burning skin as she rode his hand set conflicting emotions battling in her mind and her body. Yet her own hands continued to move up and down the thick length of his shaft. Sylvie could feel the pronounced veins and ridges of his manhood as she stroked him. So hard. So... She remembered the feel of him buried deep inside and found herself longing for more than his fingers.

Greg's free hand squeezed the cheek of her ass, pulling her closer, lifting her weightless body upward in the water. His erection slipped from her grasp and she instinctively knew what he was going to do.

Sylvie cried out softly when his fingers slipped from her. Greg moaned as he began to fumble, fitting the swollen purple helmet of his engorged cock between her puffy nether lips, searching for her entrance.