In 1998 Pfizer's Viagra was approved by the FDA to treat erectile dysfunction. I was only 5 years old at the time and, of course, knew nothing about erectile dysfunction. I was happy I was allowed to start early my first grade. I did extremely well in elementary then high school. In fact, I was encouraged to go for examinations intended for higher classes and passed all of them in the 98th percentile. As a result, they let me skip 3 years and finish high school at 15. I was elated and joined Pfizer as a research assistant, working for free to gather some experience.

I joined the team that was working on a new anti inflammatory drug called Bextra. Initial results were encouraging and the company began selling it. However, several fatal skin infections occurred with it's use and the FDA recommended to cancel the program. Subsequently, I joined a team that was working on immunotherapy for cancer.

At the age of 18, I was still part of that team and, by now, salaried for over a year. I liked the members of the team but saw a limited future in the direction they were going. More importantly, too many groups in other drug companies were working on similar projects. I stayed with them but was looking for a more challenging and less crowded subject to work on.

So, returning to Viagra. As I said, it was approved for men in 1998. There was great enthusiasm that it would work for women too, but the trial was unsuccessful, and Pfizer quit their efforts about 'Viagra for women' in 2004. A drug called Addyi to increase libido in women was manufactured later by another company. If you haven't heard about it, no wonder. Unlike Viagra for men, Addyi's effects were mild, if any, and the price was sky high. It never caught up.

I loved intelligence challenges and was intrigued by the subject. I was a virgin and never officially dated a girl before. As a young male with raging hormones, I tried my luck a couple of times, but my clumsy approach and lame opening lines led to one failure after the other. I was 6'0", 180 pounds, average looking guy, but I was seen as a brainiac more than a heartthrob, and to sum up my success with the other gender was one big 0.

To satisfy my curiosity about women libido enhancement drug, I've read thousands of articles about women's sexuality, libido, and orgasm, as well as manuscripts about Viagra, Cialis, and Addyi. My conclusion was that the major hurdle was related to the different triggers men and women required to reach a climax. Men are built much simpler than women - Visual and tactile stimuli were enough to cause arousal and erection in the vast majority of men, irrespective of other issues. In contrast, most women needed 'to be in the mood' even if everything else was perfect.

As one who has already been promoted twice at Pfizer, I had access to many substances that were used in our trials. I started with sildenafil citrate, which was the active ingredient in Viagra, and decided to continue along the path that Pfizer quit years earlier. I built a miniature lab in our basement and 'borrowed' certain ingredients I wished to try from my workplace. I wasn't sure what to expect and whether I was in the right direction but I had nothing to lose. As a declared nerd, I had no close friends (Noah and I chatted on occasions, but we never went together to movies, bars, or other social events, so he didn't count) and, as I mentioned before, no girlfriend.

I found it funny that in my wet dreams, I never fantasized about Della, the prettiest cheerleader, or Kerry, the rich kid with the F+ cup tits. It was always about my mother.

While I haven't mentioned it, my father died of a rare autoimmune disease years ago, and Mom and I lived in the suburbs. In retrospect, she was the only female I ever saw in underwear. My mother was almost 50 years old, 5'4", 140-145 pounds, somewhat chubby, and had large breasts (Although not quite as prominent as Kerry's). As your average 18 year old, full-of-testosterone pervert male, I checked her underwear drawers and the laundry basket on a regular basis, and in addition to dreaming about her, I used her items to enhance my masturbatory experiences.

My mother was the only friend I could relate to. She worked part-time at a large grocery store and had enough time to care for me as a child. The combination of Dad's savings and his generous life insurance was enough to allow us to live comfortably, so my mother applied for the job to feel useful and fill the mornings when I was at school.

When I began working at Pfizer, I returned home at later hours. So Mom registered to a nearby health club and every afternoon attended the place for about 2 hours. When she asked for my opinion about her move, I said it was a fantastic idea. Mom blushed and said she used to love sports in high school. She got married at 18.5 and had me less than 2 years after that, so she had no time to spare for sports. Since her husband died, she hadn't been feeling the same joy of living, so she neglected herself, and gained a lot of weight.

I said, "Mom, in my book, you are the most beautiful woman in the world."

She laughed, "I know. And I love you too."

In the months that followed, my mother continued wearing her baggy clothes or loose robes at home. One day, I saw her moving from the bathroom to her bedroom and noticed that her tummy was much smaller. While her breasts did not change much, they looked bigger over her slimmer figure. At dinner, I complimented her on her weight loss and asked for her current weight.

She grinned, "Thank you. I felt like an ugly cow before and looked for excuses to avoid getting into shape. Call it depression after Dad's passing or laziness. But now I had nobody else to blame but me, so at 50 it was time to start over. Every day, I swim for half an hour, alternate treadmill with elliptical for 40 minutes, and the rest of the time spend in the jacuzzi or wet sauna with oldies like me, gossiping about everything and everybody. At the start, I weighed 145 pounds, and now, it is 135 pounds. I am proud of myself and hope in 2 months, on my official 50th birthday, to get under 130 pounds."

"Mom, you look great already. Will you marry me?"

We had a good laugh together, but since that time, my fantasies about Mom became more prevalent and... wilder.

Most of my evenings were dedicated to work on my 'Viagra-for-women' project. I messed with the sildenafil molecule, tested different combinations, added certain atoms that, in theory, were not supposed to work and failed to get something meaningful.

All my test animals were rats. And except for one combination that made male rats more aggressive, whatever I tested on them did not show any effect on their behavior.

I was supposed to test the 10 new formulas I produced. I approached the rats cages and slipped on an Erlenmeyer I left on the floor the night before. One of the test tubes fell into a cage and broke. Luckily, nothing happened to me, but it was useless to try and inject the content of the other tubes since I could not rule out a contamination.

I marked the ingredients of the broken tube, cleaned the floor from the broken glasses as I heard a lot of commotion at the rats cages. I went to see what was going on and saw all the female rats in the vicinity of the broken tube area trying to solicit the males by initiating a present posture, and the males competed to get to them. WTF?

Was this the compound I was looking for? The following evening, I spilled 3 drops in a cage that was far away and waited. Exactly 2 minutes later, the 3 females presented themselves the same way, declaring they were interested. I was anxious to test it on bigger animals. I went to one of the kill shelters, where they euthanize dogs that did not get adopted within the grace period of 72 hours, and offered to take 10 dogs, 7 females, and 3 males, between the ages of 3 and 10 years old. The shelter was happy to accommodate my request. For them, everything was better than killing the dogs, so they didn't ask questions.

Unbeknownst to Mom, I rented a small cabin in the scantly populated area near the forest, 10 miles from our house. The cabin itself was less important, but I rented it because the large property was well-fenced to protect the dogs from wildlife in the forest, and the dogs could not leave.

I wanted to check if the compound was effective in dogs, too. In case it was successful, I had to know HOW it performed, what DOSE was effective, and for HOW LONG it worked.

On the first day, I put them in their original cages, used a pipette to squirt 5 drops of the solution in each dog's food, and sat on the porch to watch the reaction. The female dogs, and I mean ALL 7 female dogs, became anxious within less than 5 minutes. They showed more aggressive behavior, urinated differently, and some howled. The males watched them and tried unsuccessfully to dig their way toward the females.

I opened all cages, and observed the dog's behavior. All the females moved in the direction of the males, began urinating near them, and raised their tails. suggestively. The male dogs seemed confused: The females behaved classically as if they were in heat, yet their urine did not have the proper smell. I waited to see how long the females behaved that way. It lasted until the wee hours of the night. I fell asleep in my chair and woke up around 6 am. Two female dogs were still courting 2 male dogs. They stopped 2 hours later. So, the range of action I estimated was 8-16 hours.

I went to work and returned to the cabin at 5 pm. This time, I put only 3 drops. The result was similar. I was happy neither of the dogs showed obvious early side effects.

The following evening, I tried 2 drops. No change. I no longer needed the dogs, but since they were very useful, I didn't want them to be slaughtered and kept them on the property. I returned every evening to feed them and check on their health.

It was time to try the product on animals that were closer genetically to humans.

The next weekend, I went to visit the nearest state farm to visit the pigs. For unfamiliar readers, pigs share 85%-90% genetic material with humans. Thus, certain pig parts like kidneys, heart valves, and even a total heart were transplanted one time or more in sick patients. At the state farm there were multiple groups of curious people; many of them had never seen a pig in their lives. The pigs were concentrated in 3 separate enclosures; each had 10-15 pigs. I could guess the gender but wasn't completely sure. I checked the farthest enclosure and didn't see anybody there. I spread around large pieces of bread, each laced with 3 drops of the solution, and moved back. I stared at the pigs from 30 yards away, not wanting to get caught if something happened. Again, in less than 5 minutes, about half the pigs began showing restlessness, tried to climb the gate or rubbed their body against bigger animals I assumed were males.

I waited until the closing time at a safe distance so that nobody suspected me of causing the weird behavior. When I left, 2 female pigs resumed normal behavior. So, no different than rats and dogs concerning the dose, time of action, and no untoward side effects.

The next step was more critical but also more illegal and... dangerous. Sunday morning, I went to the city zoo quite early. I waited until nobody was near the chimpanzee's cage and tossed 5 half bananas toward the large male and 4 females, respectively. I moved away, sat on a bench not far away, and ogled the monkeys. A minute later, a group of tourists came by and gazed at the apes. I felt better - Even if something was to happen, the authorities would suspect somebody among the tourists and not me... Not ethical or moral on my part, but I felt compelled to test my drug. Surprisingly, the effect of the 4 females was exactly the same as the other animals I tested: All 4 moved toward the unsuspecting larger male, rubbed against him, and made whiny noises. Initially, the male was stunned because neither female showed the typical genital swelling of being in estrus. Then he ran away with the females chasing him. I went to visit other animals and returned every 2 hours. After 8 hours, 2 females stopped trying to get his attention while the other 2 were still trying desperately. So, chimps had a similar reaction.

I thought I was ready to test it on humans, but had no idea how to start. I was not friendly with any girl, so lacing food or drink was impossible. Not knowing what else to do, I decided to talk to Mom.

During dinner, I told her I had developed an interesting solution that had a unique effect on female mammals. It worked for up to 16 hours, and I didn't see any side effects.

She grinned at me, "My son, the genius. So when are you going to publish it?"

"I cannot do it. I did not follow legal protocols and can even get arrested."

"But you are saying it was safe."

"True, but the FDA and the judiciary judge the methods the study was conducted and I did not follow the proper guidelines."

"So what can you do?"

"Since I created it in my basement lab, and I am the only one who knows about it, very little officially. But since I think it is very likely to be safe, I would love to test it on a woman..."

"What is the 'unique effect' you found in female animals?"

"It aroused them."

She chuckled, "You mean like a female Viagra?"

"Not really. Viagra works in men by facilitating erection and keeping it longer. In the female animals, from rats to chimpanzees, they all showed increased desire to mate without external signs of hormonal change."

"Can you convince one of the female employees in Pfizer to try it on?"

"Mom, it's against corporate policy to do private research without written authorization, so I may be fired. In any case, nobody I befriended enough to ask her to break the law."

"So what are you going to do?"

"... I thought of asking YOU to volunteer..."

Mom smiled, "Dad died a few years ago, and I do not have a boyfriend, so I'll probably be safe. I love you and will do everything for you. Sure, I'll do it. In the remote occurrence of major side effects, please don't take me to our local hospital but the medical center downtown."

"I don't think it will be necessary, but it's good to know.

We agreed to start it on the morning of the following Saturday.

I was thrilled Mom volunteered to participate. Of course, I was not sure of the results, but I was almost sure side effects, if any, would be minimal, and the drug effect would not last more than 24 hours.

The days and nights until the big experiment, my mind was occupied thinking about it and... Mom. I masturbated and dreamt about touching her desired boobs more often than before. Surprisingly, I found in the drawers my favorite soft bras and silky low-waist panties on top of their respective piles. The used satin panties were above other items as well. I thanked god for his help.

On the big day, Mom wore a long robe tied in the front by a cloth belt. She also put on slight makeup and red lipstick, which I hadn't seen her doing before. She looked smashing!

"Mom, you look half your age and absolutely eye candy."

She grinned, "Oh, thank you, son. I've continued my workouts at the health club, and my weight has gone down to 128 pounds. More importantly, Much of the weight decreased in my tummy and hips, where I wished to lose it. I wanted to lose some from my big breasts, but no luck there."

I was tempted to comment that I loved her bigger tits than smaller ones, but I resisted.

At 8:30, we ate breakfast. She watched me sprinkle 3 drops of the solution into her coffee cup. She smiled at me, mumbled, "Honey, I want you to know I love you with all my heart," and drank the coffee all at once.

She chuckled, "Well, time to see what my gifted child made for the world."

We ate quietly for about 5 minutes before I noticed the desired effect. Mom stared at me with her eyes dilated, nostrils flaring, and lips partly open in a seductive manner.

After a long moment, she blurted, "Son, you've grown nicely over the last few years. You are no longer a boy. You are a real man. The man of the house. I always expected this moment when you'd be ready to assume ALL your destined responsibilities. You have a nice job, and you contribute to our income. However, your job includes ensuring your dependents are happy and... satisfied. Agree?"

"Mom, what do you mean?"

"I lost all this weight to feel good about myself. Do YOU find me attractive?"

"I loved you all my life, and now, with your new body, you can compete with much younger ladies."

"Honey, you didn't answer my question. Do you find me attractive?"

"Of course I do. If I weren't your son..."

"If you weren't my son? Continue!"

"I'd try to make a pass at you?"

"Let's play a game. Pretend I am NOT your mother but a girl you are attracted to. Show me what you would like to do to me."

"Mom, if I do it, you'll call me a pervert and throw me out of the house."

"I promise I won't. Do it."

"It's the drug effect. Let's stop and watch a movie on TV."

"I am not interested in looking at a screen when my handsome son is here. You want to pounce but are too scared. You are a man now. Go ahead, I have waited impatiently for your next move. Time has come to show me some love."

"But you'll chastise or kill me tomorrow."

"I won't. Stop being a chicken and be a man, for god sake!"

I hesitated and then slowly closed the gap between us. She raised up from the chair and stood before me. Her robe loosened somewhat, and her generous cleavage appeared. My pecker responded rapidly, creating a noticeable tent in my short pants.

Mom blurted, "That's what I wanted to see. My son is showing signs of manhood. You want me, don't you? Come here and take what was intended to be yours."

I was inches from her and gazed at her face. She pouted her lips and closed her eyes in clear invitation. I kissed her lips tenderly and retreated.

She murmured, "Not like that. I wish to feel you want more than just a friendly kiss."

Mom parted her lips and shut her eyes tighter. I kissed her lips softly. Then her tongue invaded my mouth, latched to mine, and pulled it into her mouth. She sucked it hungrily, and her body pushed onto mine. Her massive tits crushed my chest, and my cock hardened further, hitting her abdomen.

Next, I felt her small palm tracing its way to my growing rod. She caressed it lightly. That gentle touch was enough to fill my rod with blood completely, and it was at full mast in seconds.

My arousal was at its peak. My hand found her covered ample tit and massaged it. She moaned in my mouth, and her hand fumbled with my zipper. She opened it quickly, lowered my stretched briefs, and exposed my prick.

Subsequently, Mom knelt and explored my engorged pecker with her eyes, as her fingers trailed it from head to base. "Honey, your penis is so sexy. It's long and thick. It makes me hungry again. You don't object I'll munch on it for a while, do you?"

And without waiting for my answer, she spread her lips wide and engulfed the mushroomed head. She milked it mildly. I just stood there stunned to realize my dreams come true. I was hypnotized by the highly erotic sight.

She sucked the head for a moment and then raised her head, grinned, and whispered, "Your cock tastes delicious. It's your graduation day party, so let me pleasure you orally." Her full lips advanced to envelope my shaft and gradually progressed forward. I watched my pole slowly disappear into her mouth. A short time later, my organ had all but gone into her oral cavity, lodged somewhere in her throat. Her soft hand caressed my ball sack, and she began bobbing my hard member. Despite my efforts, I did not last long and erupted in her mouth with a ton of spunk. Mom struggled initially but was able to overcome the torrent flow and swallowed it all. She cleaned me nicely, lifted her face to me, and smiled, "I cannot imagine a better tasting dessert after a meal. I let you rest for 15 minutes while I clean the table after our breakfast, and then I expect you naked in my bedroom."

I was young and extremely horny in spite of cumming minutes earlier. I removed my pants, moved behind Mom, and hugged her tummy. She continued doing the dishes but pushed her lower body against me and gyrated slowly her ass over my groin. My rod started climbing and stiffened quickly. It nestled in her ass crack, hard and ready for action.

Mom giggled, "Honey, you are insatiable. Shame on you. I love your energy, but now and then, other things need to be done."

I inserted my hands inside her robe, finding she had nothing underneath. Did she do it on purpose? I cupped her large orbs lovingly and kneaded the nipples a couple of times while whispering, "Mom, your body is perfect. I cannot wait to have all of you."

She was about to finish in the sink and mumbled, "I knew it already and feel it now."

I opened her belt and removed the robe while she dried the utensils.

Gone was the chubby old Mom. Here was a mature woman with a body to die for! Her round muscular ass cheeks that resulted from her lap swimming were amazing, and I wanted to bury my face in between. Her tummy was now flat, with only minor stretch marks after losing a lot of weight.

I went to her bedroom, removed my shirt, and waited for my beautiful Mom. She arrived naked, leaned on the door frame, and asked seductively, "Son, I see your cock did not shrink. After your BJ, I expected you to need a long rest. Does it mean you are still interested in your 50 year old mother?"

"More than ever!"

"That's your chance." She sashayed her way to the bed, removed the blanket, and lay on her back with her legs spread apart. I moved rapidly between her thighs and sucked on her hard nipple.

She chortled, "Are you a titman or searching unsuccessfully for milk?"

"Both."

"You finished my milk decades ago, but you can continue. It feels good." She caressed my hair. I continued descending on her breathtaking body, kissing the small valley in her navel, and down still, meeting her trimmed bush hair. Her vulva was moist with a musky odor that aroused me further. I licked the nectar from her labia and kneaded her plump clitoris with my tongue.

Mom whispered, "Honey, if you keep doing it, I'll orgasm before you enter my body."

I continued lapping her clitty and penetrated her opening with 2 fingers. I used a technique I read online to rub the frontal wall of her vagina, exciting her G spot. Mom's body jolted, and a loud scream came out of her mouth. She shook wildly, orgasming massively. I continued my ministrations over her love nub and G spot and moved closer to her cunt for the final invasion.

I pulled my fingers from her hole and raised my head. Next, I directed my erection into her pussy and shoved it in. I was all the way inside in a few seconds and began pounding her shaking body. Her movements became uncontrolled, her breathing shot up, and she cried her heart out.

I increased my strokes and whispered, "Mom, I wanted to fuck you for so long. I know you are under the influence of my potion, but at least once, I get to have you and cause you the pleasure you deserve."

She didn't react, and her prolonged climax was at its peak. My prior orgasm allowed me to continue my pleasurable drilling of her well-lubed cunt. I sucked savagely on her breasts and then French kissed her, muffling her unbearable noise.

Just like every awesome ride, it had to end sometime. I ejaculated deep in her vagina my slimy goo, and lay on my back to catch my breath. Mom moved up minutes later, kissed me, and said, "Son, you awoke my wild side. You can do your things in the next 2 hours while I go to the health club, but then you are mine again."

As she dressed, I ogled her body and wondered, 'I live up to my dream. I need to improve my drug so it works permanently. This new Mom's passionate side was more than I imagined possible. I wished to continue being with her forever.'

I went to my computer and concentrated on ways to create a long-acting form of the solution. After an hour, I knew what molecules I wanted to try later. I wrote my thoughts in a special file and turned off the computer just as Mom entered the door, sweaty after her routines.

She smiled, "I did much more than usual. Your magical drug raised my energy level and I felt 50% faster and stronger. I am going to shower for half an hour. After that time, you better be ready to ravage my body again."

Mom looked flushed after her shower, and her eyes inspected my naked body, "You are a real hunk. Well, I am at your service. How would you like to have me next?"

I said shyly, "I fantasized about a doggy-style..."

"So you wish to fuck the bitch, aren't you?"

"Yes, I do."

She climbed her bed, stayed on her knees and elbows, and mumbled, "I'd love it when your penis plow me hard. It feels so much better than the small, cold vibrator I was using when I got horny."

This time I lasted close to an hour, ramming her cunt mercilessly, tweaking her bouncing tits with my left, and penetrating her anus with my right forefinger.

Mom was alternating crying, screaming, and mumbling incoherent words. After an hour, I came powerfully in her womb, secreting the remnant of my seed for the day.

We rested, waiting for our respiration and pulse to return to normal.

Later that day Mom asked, "You said it will work for up to 24 hours. Right?"

"I did not see the effect after 24 hours, but in you, it may work fewer hours."

"So the effect may continue during the night. It means you'll be with me in my bed and stick your magic wand in my pussy if I feel the urge."

I laughed, "Sure, Mom, I'll be happy to oblige."

Later in the evening, her itch returned. This time I made her sit on the working laundromat and fucked her thoroughly for over 40 minutes. It was unusual but fun.

During the night, Mom woke up twice, feeling horny again. The first time she rode me cowgirl style, and the second she confided in me, she never took it in her ass and wondered how it felt.

I fantasized about anal and read slightly about it. I knew the key points included a lot of KY jelly and doing everything gingerly and patiently. I positioned her in a doggy-style position, rammed her pussy until she began whining, and smeared an abundant amount of jelly on her ass crack and around her puckered hole. First, I inserted one finger with the second one to follow. I moved both around in her anus, trying to dilate her sphincter. She was very aroused and cooperated. Then I pulled my fingers and slowly advanced my cock into her back hole. I heard a plop, and my prick was in 1/4 of the way. The hole was very tight, and I thought she might be hurting, so I stopped temporarily, waiting for her sphincter to adjust to my girth.

Seconds later, Mom started riding my cock, pushing back against me and then forward again. She moaned loudly and mumbled, "Please, honey, fuck my ass."

I added jelly and began moving very slowly. A short time later, her torso convulsed, and her sphincter started spasming on my stiffy. It was pleasant and very arousing. A couple of minutes later, I ejaculated my stuff in her bowels. Ah, what a night!

Mom stayed on her tummy for 10 minutes, then rushed to the bathroom. She came back 20 minutes later, kissed me, and said, "We have 2 hours left to sleep. Let's do it."

We woke up to the sound of the alarm. Mom said, "I think the drug still partially works. Kiss me, and then we'll have breakfast."

After the meal, Mom declared, "We have to go to work now. When you return from work, we'll discuss the experiment and the future."

I French kissed her and drove away.

I returned somewhat tired but anxious to hear Mom's memory and impression of what transpired the previous day. I saw her wearing a robe. This time, it was shorter and... sheer. She was in the kitchen, preparing dinner and singing cheerfully. It was a good sign. I was relieved.

I kissed her forehead, sat at the table, and waited for her to join me. She placed some pans in the oven and sat by me. I watched her eyes.

She smiled and said, "Honey, I'll tell you everything you wish to know, but first, I would like to hear what was your impression."

I was careful with my words, "I loved every minute of it - Your passion, your enthusiasm, Your agreeing to everything I suggested. I think the drug worked well; I was happy to see the effectiveness was within the predicted time frame and did not cause any side effects. What did you think?"

Mom chuckled, "You put 3 drops of your potion in my drink, and the drug effect was only partial. You probably needed to put 5-6 drops to get the full effect. The reason I tell you is that at all times, I knew what was going on and participated voluntarily. Even before telling me about your secret drug, I noticed you ogling my body, especially after starting my lifestyle changes. I knew about your obsession with my underwear drawers, and laundry basket. When I first discovered it, I thought it was funny. I knew young guys with raging hormones would do anything to satisfy their curiosity and constant horniness. But I was severely overweight and not in shape to look at. Not having a father to talk to you about your urges was a big problem. I didn't dare to summon you for a talk about the birds and the bees.

I watched you trying to invest your energy into your secret work in the basement. Gradually, my body got into shape, my self-esteem rose, and I felt like a woman again. My lost libido returned in a vengeance, and the only one that was close enough was you. One night, I had a dream in which I saw you masturbating and offered to help you. You laughed and said, 'At last, you realize what I wanted for a long time.' I masturbated you and got so aroused, I used my silicon friend to relieve me. Then you told me about your invention. What you didn't know was that I was ready even without it. Making you think the effect of the drug pushed me to be intimate with you was a god sent to both of us. Otherwise, we would have been frustrated; neither one knew how to proceed. As I said, I used yesterday to test the waters without you recognizing I was in full control of what I did. I guess I wasn't a bad actress. So, honey, what do you think now?"

Throughout Mom's speech, I sat quietly, hardly believing my ears. Mom enjoyed our sexual escapades, and it wasn't drug-induced!

I blushed, "I screwed up."

"No, darling. You did not screw up. You screwed. And you did an excellent job. My pleasure and orgasms were real. You are young and inexperienced, but you accomplished your manly duties beyond my expectations. I think we could do even better in the future. Are you interested?"

"Mom, of course I am. I love you so much. You are so sexy that I can hardly keep my hands off of you."

"So let's make a deal. You get rid of the dangerous drug. As you said - It is illegal and highly immoral to use it on others without consent. I'll share my bed with you for as long as you want me. How does it sound?"

"I'll have to wake up from my fantastic dream before answering this question. But just in case I AM awake, the answer is a strong Y E S!"

She laughed, "I knew you'd accept my offer, and in my sick mind, I had accepted our new job descriptions: I am a cocksucker, and you are a motherfucker."

"Mother, you are sicker than me. Will you go voluntarily to bed, or I have to drag you there?..."​