6 Times a Day

Xania talked to Susan for another half hour. They agreed that it was a given Alan would fuck her, and soon. They mostly discussed how Susan could overcome her mental barriers to being fucked by her son so she could fully enjoy her new life of sexually serving him in every way.

Xania kept Susan sexually aroused all the while by using increasingly blatant sexual language. For instance, she’d ask, “How will you feel when your son drills your hot cunt with his thick, powerful cock every single day?” instead of “How would you feel if your son had sexual intercourse with you daily?” She found that the more aroused Susan was the more impressionable she was, and she used that to her advantage.

They spent a lot of time discussing Susan’s religious qualms, even though that topic had come up several times already and Xania had even said that topic was out of her area of expertise. It was impossible to avoid since it was the one issue Susan just couldn’t get over, so Xania finally decided to do her best reassuring Susan on that as well. As before, Xania carefully framed the discussion to take it as a given that those qualms were wrong and the problem to be solved was how to get rid of them.

Susan admitted, “Suzanne keeps reminding me about all these quotes from the Bible that prove God thinks incest is okay. You know, there’s the story of Lot and how he impregnated both of his daughters. And of course who could Adam and Eve’s children have sex with except each other and their parents? But still, it’s explicitly prohibited in the Book of Leviticus, and of course every church and denomination bans it now. I just can’t believe that it’s really okay!”

Xania didn’t know a lick about the Bible and had no familiarity with the Bible references Susan mentioned, except of course for the story of Adam and Eve. So she focused on that. “Of course the Bible bans incest because of the danger of inbreeding. But in this modern era that’s not an issue anymore. Besides, even back in the Bible days God made exceptions. Like Adam and Eve’s children. They had to commit incest because there was no other choice. How else would the world be populated? Right?”

“Right…”

“Think about your situation. With Alan and his dire medical condition, there’s really no choice, is there?”

“No,” Susan said glumly. “I suppose not. But then I think that he could always have sex with Suzanne or someone else in his growing stable of big-titted hotties. He doesn’t really NEED me for that.”

“Not true! But first, you agree that there are times when incest can be religiously acceptable, right?”

“I suppose.”

“Good. Now, let’s look at this long term. There are going to be many times you’re alone with him and his rampant, insatiable cock. When there’s no one else nearby to help. What then?”

Susan asked, “What if I just suck him off? Or give him a nice titfuck? Or both at once? Mmmm… I love doing that… So yummy…” She smiled blissfully and licked her lips.

Xania smirked. She’d discovered that it was ridiculously easy for Susan to get sidetracked with sexual thoughts, now that she was fully aroused. “True, but variety is the spice of life. He’s been so very polite avoiding your pussy as much as he can, but how long do you think that can go on? You admitted to Katherine today that you think of yourself as one of his fuck toys. What kind of fuck toy is unwilling to actually get fucked?!”

Susan closed her eyes and turned her head in shame.

“Well?” Xania prodded.

Susan quietly admitted, “A bad… a bad fuck toy.” Somehow, saying that made her pussy throb even more than before. She knew she had to be a good fuck toy, which meant her son’s thick cock would soon be spearing her deeply.

“Besides, your children are adopted so technically it’s not even incest in the first place. Susan, you need to get a grip. It’s time that you admit that you MUST let your son fuck you.”

“I must?”

“You MUST.” Suzanne had told Xania that Susan was naturally submissive and liked to be ordered about, so Xania now took advantage of that fact. Plus, she was getting tired of her constant dithering on the issue. “You’re being selfish keeping your pussy all to yourself, when you can be helping your son with his dire needs. As a medical and psychological professional, I’m ordering you to obey your son in all things!”

“Including even…?”

“Yes! Especially that! It’s not something I’d recommend for just anybody, but in your case, yes! Spread your legs for your son and let him fuck you!”

Susan gasped. She was writhing in her chair with a gushing pussy. She ached to finger herself to completion.

“I know the religious issue still bothers you, but how can anything that feels this right be wrong? If God is at all loving and merciful, He WILL forgive you!”

Susan opened her eyes and stared into the distance as if in a trance. “He will…? He will! Yes, He will!”

Sensing she was making a breakthrough, Xania passionately continued, “Of course He will! I don’t know about incest in general, but your situation is so unusual and extraordinary that certainly He would give you a special exception! Throw aside your hang-ups and let your son fuck you already!” That was much more direct than what she and Suzanne had agreed she would say, but she was getting swept up in the moment.

Susan’s eyes were bug-eyed. “Really? … Wow.” She let that sink in. After a minute or so, she broke her deep thought and said, “Thank you, doctor. I feel somehow, a cloud has been lifted. Coming from you, with your professional experience, that means so much. You’re right, I’ve been selfish, clinging on to a shred of my prudish ways. I feel so… so… It’s all so clear to me now! Thank you!”

Xania felt a little guilty manipulating Susan so forcefully. She knew no real psychologist would ever say anything like that, especially regarding religious issues. But she didn’t really feel that bad about it. Given Susan’s intense feelings for her son, she truly felt it was a shame they weren’t doing the deed already. Plus, she felt like she was doing Susan a favor by speeding up the inevitable.

Xania decided to “seal the deal.” She said, “Now, it’s time for another visualization exercise. Close your eyes and relax.”

Susan did so.

“There, lay back and relax. Oh, and please take your heels off so you don’t mark up the couch.”

Susan reluctantly shucked her high heels off and laid all the way down on the couch.

Xania smirked a bit as she said, “Your ‘cutie Tiger,’ your well-hung son, he’s sitting in the waiting room right now. Imagine that he comes into the room, ready and eager to fuck. To fuck you! As usual, he’s too nice and respectful of your wishes to say how he truly feels, but seeing you lie there with your impressive breasts bared for him, it takes all his willpower not to climb up on you, rip your clothes off, and slide his gigantic cock right into your tight little pussy!”

Susan gasped erotically. “Oh! TIGER!”

Xania decided to push things even further. “Don’t hold back! He’s not going to actually come into the room, but pretend that he’s here. Without opening your eyes, I want you to take off your clothes. All your clothes! Then, play with yourself while you imagine him taking his rightful position in the household! You told me earlier that he’s the ‘man of the house.’ The man of the house gets to fuck all of the women in the house, doesn’t he? Including YOU!”

“Oh my goodness!” Susan shrieked with excitement. “You’re so right!” She immediately got to work on taking the rest of her clothes off.

Before long, Xania found herself somewhat chagrined that she’d come up with this latest “visualization exercise.” Susan had no trouble getting deeply into it, and she wantonly fondled her pussy, nipples, and the rest of her body. But she did so wordlessly (except for her frequent “mmmms” and moans), leaving Xania frustrated in trying to imagine exactly what Susan was thinking about. What frustrated Xania even more though was just how incredibly tempting Susan looked lying there and masturbating.

Xania at least was grateful that she was sitting behind a large desk, since that allowed her to furtively masturbate while watching. But she knew it wasn’t nearly as good as if she’d been lying on top of Susan. She had fantasies of her own in which she more directly helped Susan’s incestuous “visualization” by fucking her with a strap-on. It took all her willpower to stay behind her desk.

Eventually, Susan had a loud and satisfying climax. As soon as it was done, she opened her eyes and exclaimed, “Wow! Just… Wow! Xania, THANK YOU! That was so very therapeutic!”

Again, Xania was chagrined. She’d been happily masturbating while watching Susan’s perfect nude body writhing on the couch when Susan’s climax arrived unexpectedly. Xania still hadn’t worked herself up to the big climax she’d been expecting, and she had to stop playing with herself once Susan looked her way.

Startled, Xania frantically wiped her fingers clean of pussy juice below the edge of her desk. She smiled and said, “You’re welcome. Again, that was a very unorthodox technique, but I’m all about doing whatever it takes to get results.”

“Again, I can’t thank you enough,” Susan said while she sat up. “I feel like a new woman! I didn’t even know I’d been carrying a big burden around on my shoulders, but I do now, because it’s gone!”

Xania finally concluded the session with another big, long, juicy kiss, not to mention some more fondling. Then she sent her back to the waiting room.

Susan started putting her clothes back on.

But Xania asked, “Wait, what are you doing?”

“Making myself presentable, of course, so I can go out there.”

Xania froze her in place by holding her hand out in a stop gesture. “Think about it? What’s out there?”

Susan frowned, because she didn’t understand where Xania was going with this. “My two children, of course.”

“I didn’t ask you WHO is out there, I asked you WHAT is out there.”

“Um… my Tiger’s… penis?”

“Exactly. And what’s going to inspire his penis most: you walking out there in a business suit like you work in an office building, or you walking out there stark naked like you’re a sexy stacked mother who loves to serve?”

A great big smile broke across Susan’s face. She thought, Mommy doesn’t just love to serve, she lives to serve! “Xania, you’re so right!” Looking down at herself and seeing that she’d already put her high heels on, she asked shyly, “Can I keep my heels on though?”

“Come here.”

Susan walked to Xania.

Xania stood behind her, pressing her fully-clothed body all over Susan’s completely naked one. Then she reached around and wantonly played with Susan’s tits, focusing on pulling at her nipples. “Again, ask yourself, what’s going to make your son’s cock stiff and throbbing with pleasure?”

The big smile returned. “Heels it is!”

“Good. Now, let’s do another brief visualization exercise to reinforce the things we’ve been discussing. I don’t want you backsliding. Are your eyes closed already?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Now, who do you belong to?”

“My… my son.” She opened her eyes, briefly trying to turn around and look at the ‘psychologist’. “Isn’t that wrong though? How can a mother belong to her own son? That’s backwards!”

“Maybe for other mommies, but you’re a special sex-toy mommy. Aren’t you?”

Susan relaxed, and began purring, “Yesss…”

“So the normal rules don’t apply to you, do they?”

“No, I guess they don’t.”

“Again. Who do you belong to?”

Susan spoke in a confident, happy voice this time. “My son!”

Xania let go of one of Susan’s nipples to bring a hand down to Susan’s pussy. She briefly ran a finger over Susan’s clit and right down her gushing pussy lips. “Who does this belong to?”

“My son!” She shivered lustily at the intimate contact.

“So when he wants to fuck you, anytime, anywhere, for any reason, what will you do?”

“Spread my legs and let him jam his big fat cock all the way into me! And then… then… I’m gonna churn my hips, and squeeze my pussy, and bounce and writhe and grind… MMMM, Son, oh, yes! Drill me deep, and deposit your spermy load inside me! YES! I’m going to be the perfect fuck-toy mommy! Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yesssss!”

Xania had run her finger across Susan’s pussy lips for just a moment, then she’d brought her hand back to play some more with Susan’s nipples. She worried that if she let herself get started on Susan’s pussy, she’d never stop.

However, the cessation of such brief contact really frustrated Susan, leaving a much-needed climax just out of her reach. She longed for Xania to touch her clit again, triggering her into orgasmic nirvana. Since Xania wasn’t helping, she finally touched it herself, triggering a quiet but powerful climax while visions of Alan drilling her like a jackhammer filled her head.

Xania smirked with glee. Even though Susan had been surprisingly quiet, she knew what had just happened from the way Susan’s body trembled. Susan, you’re so fucked! Literally! Your son’s cock is going to live in your pussy, pretty much every day for the rest of your life!．