Aphrodisiac

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Saturday was a day off from school, and David was busy in his lab early in the morning. The beakers he'd used for his "experiments" the night before were still hidden in the magazine pile, but all the "garbage" inside had evaporated. The house was spotless, and even the underwear on the floor was nowhere to be found.
His mother hadn't come down for breakfast; she'd slept all morning. When she did get up, she always deliberately avoided David. David guessed she was probably just too shy. So, the two of them went about their own business until Kerry went out for her cricket practice in the afternoon, when his mother came downstairs into David's small lab.
"David, darling,"
David said, surprised by his mother's arrival. He looked up and said, "Oh, Mom." She glanced at her son, her voice trembling, "I was thinking..." "What, Mom?" "...I was wondering if you had any extra 'garbage'?" As she finished speaking, she seemed to let out a long sigh of relief, as if a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders, but she still avoided looking David in the eye.
This question shocked the young inventor. No matter how much his mother liked the scents he'd created, he hadn't expected her to so directly plead for more. Of course, David had many more experimental samples; yesterday's experiment had only used a small portion. But he wasn't sure if he should give them to her. Without thinking, he grabbed the bottle full of "garbage" and looked up at his mother.
"I do have some, but I don't think I can give it to you," he said, confused. He didn't understand his mother's feelings, why she was so fixated on the "garbage," and he didn't dare tell her that he wasn't giving it to her to stop her from masturbating.
She looked at the flask in his hand, her eyes seemingly shining. After slowly licking her lips, she decided to change tactics. "Yes, this is it, David, give it to me." She tried to appear serious, but David saw pleading in her eyes. "Listen, young man!" she gasped. "If you don't give me what you have, you'll be grounded for a week. Understand?" What was going on? His mother had never been serious at home, nor had she ever spoken to him or Kerry in this tone, not even to him. A rebellious spirit surged within the young man. "No," his mother seemed startled. David wasn't sure if the smell would cause any permanent damage, especially since the victims were his mother and sister. He knew what the "garbage" in his hands could do, and he didn't want things to spiral out of control.
His mother had changed. Although her eyes looked the same, David could sense she wasn't as "rigid" as before. What he didn't know was that her change was actually more profound.
She placed her hands on him, and David felt his mother gently pressing his shoulders. Then she leaned in and gently kissed his cheek, whispering in his ear, "Please, David." He didn't answer, but couldn't help wondering what effects his experimental subject might have. A hoarse voice reached his ears again, "You can ask me to do anything!" David didn't understand the meaning behind "anything," but he knew his mother was seducing him for the foul-smelling liquid he called "garbage." No woman had ever done anything like this in front of him before, and David felt every nerve in his body tighten. He had absolutely no idea how to respond. While spying on his mother and sister's bodies did excite him, actual physical contact was something he had never even dreamed of.
The experiment had spiraled out of his control. His mother seemed completely addicted, becoming a…slut. David's confusion grew. He knew the best course of action was to destroy all the "garbage," torn up all the experimental notes, but a voice stopped him, a voice from the depths of his being.
Overwhelmed with tension, David remained silent. Even without looking directly at his mother, he could feel her smug smile.
"I just want a little bit, darling." Her hand slowly slid down his shoulder until it rested on his heaving chest. "I know you're watching me. I'm not blind. You've seen what that smell is like, and how I react when I smell it, haven't you, darling?" Her hand moved further down, her slender fingers beginning to circle his lower abdomen.
David froze, sitting stiffly, his mother's teasing making him breathless.
"I know I'm somewhat attractive, do you think I'm pretty, David?" She paused, but David didn't answer. His mother's hand didn't stop at his lower abdomen, but continued down until it firmly grasped his crotch. Even through the thick cotton denim jeans, she could feel the unique masculine throbbing.
"What you don't understand is... I can do more for 'trash'." She pulled David closer with her other hand, then flipped his palm and pressed it tightly against her crotch. The hand that had been gripping David's crotch now deliberately squeezed harder, causing his penis to rub against the rough fabric, making him feel pain for a moment. "Is there anything you need me to do for you, darling?" she said, licking his ear, her plump buttocks pressed against his palm swaying, rubbing the wet heat of her vulva against his hand.
"Mom?!" David remained sitting there, stunned, but he felt he would do anything for this woman now. Having never been with a woman before, he understood what the woman in front of him was doing, but he couldn't grasp that the initiative was actually in his hands.
"Just give me some, David, please!"
He reluctantly pulled his hand from between her legs and picked up a small bottle filled with a putrid liquid.
As he pulled the stopper, his mother took a deep breath and sighed contentedly. "This is it, darling..." Her hands groped his jeans, "If you can make Mommy happy, Mommy will..." She finally unzipped his pants, releasing his erect penis, "...will make you happy." Before she finished speaking, she knelt down and took his entire penis into her mouth. She sucked and licked it hungrily, rapidly stroking it, while David heard the same moans from the previous night again.
David gasped in shock, overwhelmed with unbelievable excitement. A voice inside him told him it was all a lie. It wasn't his mother performing oral sex on him, but rather his experimental subject controlling her actions. But another voice, mingled with adolescent hormones, clamored with animalistic urges and lustful desires.
He reached out, and even though his mother showed no sign of stopping, David still held her head, hoping to prolong this wonderful pleasure. Watching her suckle so earnestly, David understood that they both felt the same longing.
His climax arrived; as his semen gushed out, he felt all his resistance and energy being released with it. His mother didn't waste a single drop, making gurgling sounds as she swallowed. After what felt like an eternity, she finally stood up, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, grabbed a sealed bottle of "trash" medicine, and quickly left the laboratory. David hadn't recovered from his climax, panting heavily, pondering everything that had just happened.
[The End]

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