Love of Lab Rats

Love Of Lab Rats

(Erptica- Taboo/Incest)

Chapter 1

' In 400 yards, at the roundabout, take the second exit. Your destination is on the right. '

Alex Jackson slapped the steering wheel in frustration.

"That can't be right, this is the North York Moors, there isn't a roundabout for 50 miles. That's the third time in 2 miles it's told us we're approaching the destination ... what the fuck's the matter with this thing?"

"Alexander Charles Jackson, you know I don't like that sort of language. Can you at least keep a civil tongue in your head."

Alex turned and gave his companion, his mother, Rowan, an exasperated look.

"Yeah, well could you try to help by looking at the map as the SatNav seems to be playing up."

Rowan returned his look with interest and her voice betrayed her disapproval.

"Why did you buy such a cheap car with a SatNav that doesn't work? Can you also tell me why we are going round in circles? I've seen signs for Kirkbymoorside in front of us at every road sign since we left the town nearly an hour ago. We cannot be that far away from the hotel at it was only supposed to be 30 minutes from there."

Alex sighed ... it was bound to be his fault and he had been regretting that his father had asked him to pick her up from York station since she got in the car. He seemed to have drawn the short straw in the logistics of getting the family members to the wedding at a remote hotel on the moors. He would have much preferred to do what his father had done and drive the extra 150 miles to Manchester to pick up his sister from university. This was just a microcosm of recent family life as nothing he did ever satisfied her ... no accolade at school, no record at sports, no well paid job and certainly no girlfriend that he brought home was ever good enough.

He still struggled to understand why the close, loving relationship between mother and son had disintegrated so quickly once he became a teenager. He could still remember the frosty reception he got when he brought his first girlfriend home when he was 16. OK, the girl in question, Mandy Ryan, had a reputation for being a bit of a bike and Rowan had gone off on one when she caught them making out, clothes askew on her brand new sofa. Alex knew that his mother was sensitive about teenage pregnancy having given birth to Alex when she was 19 herself but the diatribe she handed out was out of order. Suffice it to say that he never did do the deed with Mandy.

He often assumed that she blamed his arrival into the world for having scuppered some of her long-held ambitions of a career, travel and free time before having a family. They had never actually had the explicit conversation about the reasons for her change in attitude, but her antipathy caused him to move away from the family at the earliest opportunity once he left uni, 4 years ago. He now lived in York and he only ever saw her and his father at big family reunions which he knew was a puzzle to his dad and his sister who did not understand the schism.

They continued onwards although the surface of the road was becoming more like a track and the car lights were struggling to pierce the swirling mist. Above them the night sky was dark with very little light pollution, evidence of the sparse population living on the moors. Despite the tricky driving conditions Alex looked over at the petite blonde in the passenger seat and as had been the case every time he had seen her in the last few year, was stunned by how young she looked and seemingly getting younger day-by-day. He knew she was 44 but would easily pass for 10 years younger with a classically beautiful face ... high cheekbones, a wide mouth with full lips and a straight nose and the most stunning pale blue eyes he had ever seen. He knew that the killer body of a dance instructor lay beneath the skin tight jeans and baggy sweater to complete the total MILF package. During his teenage years his friends had teased him about how she was certainly a 10 or even 11 and he had to admit, to himself, she was the archetypal hot older woman. His dad was a lucky guy ... but not if she bitched at her husband like she did to her son.

'I n 400 yards, turn right. Your destination will be on the left.'

There was no turn in 400 yards.

Rowan harrumphed again and Alex lost his temper.

"You could always have gone with Dad to pick up Saskia, you didn't have come this way and put yourself at the mercy of my cheap SatNav system."

Her pale blue eyes flashed and her voice was harsh as she looked back at him.

"He was in Bristol on business, it was logical for him to go to Manchester rather than come back to Suffolk to pick me up. Trust me ... what the fuck? That wasn't there before ..."

Rowan's eyes had moved to look beyond him and he followed her gaze to the right and could see a bright light over the adjacent hill. He was quietly amused that his mother had just used the 'F' word having just told him off for the same crime. He decided to get his own back and looked back at her with a smirk.

"Rowan Emily Jackson, please keep a civil tongue in your ... Mum ... what's the matter you look like you have seen a ghost?"

Rowan gave a short gasp and pointed over his shoulder.

"The light is moving ... very fast ... "

He looked back and yes, the light did appear to be moving.

"Nah, don't worry RAF Fylingdales is over that way somewhere, it's probably a helicopter from there, or just the loom of the lights from the base."

"No the light is shining down, not up ... it's coming this way ... stop the car ... let it pass by."

Alex brought the car to a halt as the beam of light continued inexorably towards them but instead of passing over them, it stopped right above the car and began to grow brighter. They shut their eyes against the glare but the light was so bright it penetrated through their eyelids and even a covering hand made little impact.. Alex could hear his mother whimpering in fear beside him so reached with his free hand to squeeze hers.

"It's OK Mum, I'm here ... we'll be OK."

Rowan sobbed quietly but squeezed back.

"Alex ... what is it? Is it a UFO ... aliens ...?"

"Nah, get real. They don't exist ... perhaps it's a helicopter, they have bright lights ... but I can't hear any rotors or feel the downwash."

"Alex, I'm scared ... what is it ... who is it ... what do they want?"

"Mum ... don't worry ... it's just a very bright light ... it can't hurt us ... anyway, I won't let anything hurt you.."

Rowan's grip on his hand increased.

"Thank you, darling ... ooh what's that?"

The atmosphere began to crackle with static electricity and Rowan could feel her long hair spreading like a halo around her as a pulsing sound penetrated their senses. The assault on their hearing continued as the noise changed in pitch and intensity until it became unbearable and their brains shut down causing them to slip into unconsciousness. The last thing Alex heard was the SatNav.

' Your destination is on the right .'

Alex's alarm was buzzing and it seemed to be penetrating his skull worse than a normal morning. His body twitched in response as his consciousness returned although he was disorientated and couldn't remember how much he had to drink the previous night to cause a hangover like this. Suddenly, realisation hit home and he came awake with a start as he began to recall snippets of the journey across the moors and then ... the light! His eyes shot open and he started to take in his surroundings as much as his confused brain would permit. The buzzing died away as he became more aware but he was left with a throbbing headache at the base of his skull.

He was not in the car, that much was certain as he found himself in a large circular room with a domed ceiling with a décor that could only be described as 21st Century Lunatic Asylum ... silvery grey padding covered the floor and walls and there were no hard edges to anything. The light source was diffuse and gave the impression of coming directly from the padded surface itself. It provided sufficient ambient light for him to see that he was lying on a large circular platform, covered in the same padded material, in the centre of the room. There was also enough light to see that Rowan was lying next to him, unmoving. He scrambled across the platform to check her vital signs and was gratified to see her chest rising and falling but felt the pulse on the side of her neck just to be sure.

He gently shook her.

"Mum ... Mum ... wake up ... we ... seem to be in ..."

He stopped. There was little point in trying to explain where they were, even if she had been conscious, as he had no idea himself. He also had no concept how long they had been unconscious as his watch was missing and he didn't have his phone. He got down from the platform which was at a similar height as a bed and found that the padding on the floor was resistant enough to support his weight. He walked over to the wall of the dome and ran his hands over the surface as he looked for some sort of aperture and continued his search around the room. He could find no opening at all and the seams of the material were welded where the panels joined together.

They were sealed in!

He could not fathom who had captured them ... kidnapped  would be a better expression and certainly not why, but maybe it was just a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. He reasoned that who ever had put them in here must be keeping them under surveillance and looked up at the dome which was about 20 feet high at the centre to search for surveillance cameras. He could see nothing but the uniform padded cell material but knew that cameras were made so small these days that he probably wouldn't spot them anyway.

He decided to start talking to them to see if they would respond.

"Hi ... can you let us out please ... we just want to go to our family wedding ... people will be looking for us ... we won't tell ... fuckkkkk!"

His scream of agony was enough to rouse Rowan who had been slowly coming round and it brought her to consciousness faster than Alex had managed. She was aware of a low buzzing vibration at the back of her skull but ignored it as she scrambled off the platform to get to her son who was in obvious agony.

Alex was doubled up in pain on the floor as he tried to ease the pressure from the base of his skull by massaging his neck with both hands. Rowan was at his side quickly.

"What's the matter, baby? Is it your neck ... here let me help ... fuckkkkk!"

As quickly as the pain started in Rowan's neck it eased in Alex's and he stared in horror as his mother was bent over in agony on the floor, grabbing at her neck with both hands. He tried to move her long blonde hair out of the way to try and help and got a jolt of pain for his troubles so gathered her into his arms and hugged her as they lay on the floor.

Rowan's pain eased quickly once Alex had started to cuddle her and she collapsed into his embrace, still sobbing from the experience.

"Fuckkk ... Alex ... why ... why are they doing this .. who are they ... why us ... and ... and ... I must look a fright!"

Alex could not help but giggle and held her small body tighter against his much larger frame.

"Mum ... you are priceless! Only you could worry about that at this moment. We've been abducted ... kidnapped ... by who knows what or why, locked in a room without any means of escape and then subjected to physical torture and you are worried by the fact that you might be a bit dishevelled. Trust me, you're a hot woman no matter what the state you're in, so you'll be a YouTube sensation in minutes."

Rowan did not lift her head to look at him in case she got another jolt in the neck but her voice did convey humour as well as trepidation.

"Alexander Jackson ... firstly, do not refer to your mother as 'hot' whatever the circumstances; secondly, I am clasped intimately in the arms of my son and thirdly ... what makes you think this is some sort of 'Influencer' inspired prank."

Alex was secretly pleased that she had not used the full 'Alexander Charles Jackson' epithet so knew he was on safe ground and hugged her tighter.

"Well firstly, you are 'hot' ... and don't be coy, you know it. Secondly ... don't sweat it, it's closer than we have been for a long time and I for one am glad; thirdly, I have no idea ... I was just trying to put this in a frame of reference that we both might understand. I have to say the technology is pretty 'out there' for ... what did you call them ... influencers ... and anyway, why us? We're not exactly celebs of any list so I'm not sure that we'll go viral. The alternatives are beyond comprehension as to the who, what and why."

Rowan was quiet for a moment but relished the comforting contact from her son and snuggled closer. Both of them had closed their eyes in a defence mechanism as soon as the pain had started but now felt secure enough to open them and look around at their surrounding. Alex bent his head to look at his mother cradled in his arms.

"Shall we get on the ... err ... bed ... platform ... it's marginally more comfortable than down here ..?"

Rowan shrugged and looked back at her son with uncertainty painted across her face.

"Yeah ... unless they hit us with more pain for moving ... go on you go first ..."

Alex's immediate thought was she was being a selfish bitch again but she giggled as she said it and he chuckled along with her.

"Nope, but as Butch says to Sundance ... ' let's you and me jump in that river together ' ... come on."

Alex gathered his mother's petite frame in his arms and she squeaked in surprise as he moved quickly from the floor onto the platform ... neither getting a jolt of pain. They settled back down but Rowan did not move away from her son's arms other than to tap him on the chest. He met her amused but questioning gaze.

"Firstly, I don't think he said ' together ' and secondly when Sundance says ' I can't swim ' Butch says ' are you crazy, the fall will probably kill you '. I'm not going to take movie references from you as a reason for doing things in the future."

"Hey, we survived and it's more comfortable up here ,,, but I have to say we have problems in the future unless they suddenly get a bit more guest-friendly."

"What do you mean?"

"Well at some point we will both need food and drink with the inevitable consequences of stuff going in the top end ... err ... needs to come out lower down! I cannot see facilities for either of those actions. I'm loathe to start asking for stuff as they ... umm ... 'zapped' me quite badly when I just started asking for what seemed like reasonable things at the time ... like, being released. That's why I was on the floor when you woke up."

Rowan's pale blue eyes were clouded by thought before she surprised Alex by sliding up his body and kissing him on the cheek. He looked stunned as he raised his fingers to touch the spot.

"What was that about?"

"Well, I'm glad you're OK ,,, and ... err ... I'm glad you are with me ... or is that ... I'm with you ... whichever."

Alex tried to gauge whether she was being sincere and came to the conclusion that she was but reasoned it was due to her being scared and he was the least worst option. The lay side by side on their stomachs as they surveyed their surroundings but there was only so much to see ... lots of grey padding and nothing else.

When they spoke it was in whispers although they were both sure that any surveillance mechanism would hear what they were saying.

Rowan kept pulling at the thread of why, who and what.

"OK, so if it isn't aliens, who is it? Also ... why us? We're nobodies who just happened to be there? What do they want with us?"

Alex's imagination had been working overtime.

"Maybe we strayed into a top-secret area ... you know like Area 51in Nevada ... maybe we've been detained to stop us from revealing secrets that we ... err ... didn't see!"

"OK, but why hasn't someone been to tell us that ... or charge us with ... trespassing or something?"

They both lapsed into silence as neither could come up with a logical explanation for why they were there. It is possible that they both drifted off to sleep but a sharp pain in the back of Rowan's neck caused her to scream out as she sat up, rubbing at the source of the pain.

"Jesus that hurts ... what's happening ... how are they managing to do that?"

Alex crawled around behind her and lifted her long hair out of the way so he could see the top of her spine. He could detect a red inflamed patch at the base of her elegant neck in the diffuse light and gently stroked his fingers around the area, certain he could feel something solid under Rowan's skin. As soon as he started to touch his mother's body a low frequency buzzing commenced from the same spot on his body and rapidly increased in frequency as he got closer to the centre of the mark. It was like every tooth in his head was being drilled at the same time and all the nerve endings in his teeth exploded in pain.

He shrieked and fell backwards onto the bed with the pain vanishing as he broke contact with his mother's body. She bent over him with concern etched on her face as her long hair fell around his head in a veil.

"Alex, sweetie, are you OK? The pain stopped as soon as you started to touch me but they then seemed to pass it on to you."

Alex's eyes were watering and he nodded up at her.

"Yeah, I think they've put implants in our necks which they're using to punish us, Can you feel around at the base of my skull because I thought I'd found something solid under your skin before they zapped me."

Rowan looked fearful.

"What if they zap me too for touching it?"

"Try to keep your hair around us like this and maybe they won't be able to see what you're doing. In fact let's move really close like we're ... err ... making out ... and that should put them off the scent."

A look of shock passed over Rowan's face at Alex's suggestion but after a few seconds she moved herself such that she was almost lying on top of him with her head positioned such that their faces were close together. She closed her eyes to avoid looking at him as her hair created a screen around them which, she hoped, would disguise her actions as she ran her hands slowly around to the back of his neck and gently caressed the suspect area.

"Yes, there's something there ... like the microchips we have for Brutus and Diesel but it's deeper than the ones on the dogs and it's bigger. What have they done ... turned us into laboratory specimens or something?"

Alex couldn't immediately fashion an answer because he was suddenly overcome with a totally inexplicable response to his mother's physical proximity.

He was getting an erection!

The gentle caress of his neck to find the implant had been the final straw after he felt her lay on top of him. The presence of an undeniably female body had been enough for his male lizard brain to wake and this, coupled with the natural scent of her body and the warmth of the air she breathed out, completed a circuit in his brain that flashed 'SEXY WOMAN CLOSE BY'.

In the eight or so years that he had been sexually active he'd had such experiences before, many times, with other members of the opposite sex ... some almost as old as Rowan ... but never with reference to his mother. On a purely intellectual level he had recognised the comments of his friends about how hot his mother was as being true but had never ... NEVER ... got aroused by her.

So why now?

Was it to do with the implant? They obviously could set it to inflict pain but could they use it to modify his thought patterns to become sexually aroused by his own mother ... no matter how hot she was? This led to all sorts of other questions ... did they know that's she's my mother and the taboo nature of such thoughts and why would they do it?

He sighed loudly in exasperation at the lack of an answer and Rowan looked at him.

"What?"

He blushed and scrambled to come up with a satisfactory answer, not wanting to admit to the truth.

"Err ... just wondering why anyone would do this. It's inhuman."

Rowan looked triumphant.

"Told you, they're aliens. Not human at all and therefore don't care about human sensibilities."

Alex was even less convinced now as he could not understand why aliens would want to generate sexual impropriety between a mother and a son.

Unless they were total pervs!

He harrumphed and rolled away quickly before his mother could spot the throbbing boner in his trousers. Rowan mewled her disappointment.

"Why did you move? It was nice and warm and safe when we were cuddling."

What he thought and what he said were two different things.

'Yeah, too nice and warm, especially with your tits pressed against me.'

"Sorry Mum, I want to check again if there is a way out of here."

He had said it aloud and it was only when he got to the wall of the chamber that he realised that he had not been zapped. They were obviously confident that he would not find a way out but he repeated his fingertip search again.

The result was the same.

Nothing.

Alex eventually went back to the platform and was conscious that his mother was following his every move. He looked back at her one point and could see a strange expression on her face.

"What?"

It startled Rowan out of the reverie that she was in.

"What? Oh ... sorry ... was I staring? I was just thinking that you've grown into a good looking man ... you're no longer a boy ... you should join one of my dance classes ... you'd have the girls ... and the mature ladies ... falling all over you ... and some of the boys (giggle) as well!"

Alex stopped and stared at Rowan with an expression of total incredulity on his face.

"Who are you and what have you done with my mother? Now you want to pimp me out to any assorted frustrated sexual genres when any attempt I made to ... umm ... plough my own furrow when I was younger was met with total disapproval. None of the girls I brought home ever met your standard ... jeez ... what would it have been like if I'd brought a mature lady home."

Rowan bridled at the tone in his voice.

"Don't you get arsey with me young man. I didn't think much of your choice in young women back then ... sluts and floozies ... all of them."

She looked apologetic for a moment but was soon back to strident mode.

"A mother has her standards for her choice of future daughter-in-law and none ... err .. measured up. I have no idea what sort of slut you are dating now but I guess the fact you have not brought any of them home to meet me ... or your father ... is indicative of the fact that you know that they are beneath you."

Alex started to laugh and Rowan looked incensed.

"Why are you laughing at me?"

"Just listen to yourself! I have some news for you dear mother ... if I want to date a raddled, pox-ridden, crack-head with three kids by different fathers that will be my choice. YOU ... do not get a say in it. That's why I live in York and not with you."

His mother looked like she had been slapped.

"Err ... I ... umm ... only want what's best for you ..."

"Was it that, or was it because you were jealous and wanted to fuck me your ..."

Alex looked horrified as his voice trailed off and Rowan's face was a picture of disbelief at what she was hearing.

His own thoughts were completely scrambled.

'WTF dude ... you have just accused your mother of wanting to have sex with you. Where the hell did that come from.'

'How the hell should I know, it just popped into my head.'

'You might want to think about keeping it there because she's about to tear several new ones for you..'

Rowan was desperately trying to think of something to say that would not make this desperately embarrassing situation any worse. Something told her to rein in her natural behaviour which was to shout and scream at this horrible suggestion but for the life of her, she could not work out why she was treading the emollient path.

"Alex, I think we're both under a bit of stress here and who knows what that implant is doing to your brain so I think I will let that pass ... although the use of the 'F' word is still not acceptable."

The blush deepened on Alex's face and he could only stammer out an apology.

"Yeah, sorry Mum ... I guess we're ... I'm ... not in control of what ... sorry. I think I'll go and check the walls again."

He moved to get off the platform and the buzzing sensation started as soon as he set his feet on the floor. His response was to move back and the pain level dropped but did not disappear. His groan alerted Rowan who, despite the fractious nature of the previous conversation, moved quickly to comfort her son ,  taking him into her arms.

The pain ceased immediately and they rearranged themselves so that Rowan was nestled in the crook of her son's shoulder. She had to admit to herself that she felt relaxed and even a little bit ... aroused ... by the proximity of her handsome son. She then scolded herself for even thinking such thoughts.

Meanwhile, Alex pondered the sequence of events and came to a conclusion that the pain was meant as both a carrot and a stick. He decided to try an experiment.

"Mum, don't get arsey with me at what I'm about to suggest but I think the pain is being used to discourage certain activities and encourage others. We need to try an experiment."

Rowan looked at him doubtfully.

"Will I be the one getting zapped?"

Alex shook his head.

"No, of course not, I wouldn't put you through that. I will move away and I expect to get zapped and then you will come and hug me and the pain should go away."

Rowan pondered the suggestion and nodded thoughtfully.

"OK, go for it."

Alex then gently removed his arms from around his mother and started to slide across the platform.

Nothing happened.

Showing his surprise he slid to the edge of the platform and lowered his feet onto the ground and Rowan screamed and clutched at the back of her neck as the pain rolled through her in waves.

"Fuckkkk! Mum, sorry ... I'm coming back."

He scooted back across the platform and took the small body of his mother into his arms and held her tightly, kissing her forehead as she relaxed with the diminishing pain.

"Sorry ... sorry ... Mum ... that didn't go as I planned but it proves one thing ... they want us to stay here."

Rowan smiled to herself as she once again felt comforted by the presence of the strong arms that held her.

"I guess I can cope with you holding me like this ... is this how you like to hold your girlfriends ..."

She blushed as she realised what she had said.

" ... sorry, sweetie that was out of order. It's none of my business."

Alex laughed.

"No worries Mum ... as it happens I do ... I'm a big believer in cuddling. I especially like falling asleep with someone like this. Do you and Dad cuddle?"

Rowan snorted.

"There's no time ... he's asleep before his head hits the pillow ... I'm not sure I even get a goodnight kiss these days."

Alex didn't know how to respond to this nugget of information. He couldn't work out why any man going to bed with this hottie who was his mother, wouldn't be banging her every opportunity he could get. He cleared his throat in embarrassment.

"Uhh ... sorry to hear that ... he is very busy I guess!"

Rowan snorted in disagreement.

"Busy is no excuse ... I'm busy but I still need ..."

Rowan blushed and stopped before she went any further. She laughed self-consciously.

"Sorry ... TMI I guess ... you don't want to be listening to me going on about your parents' sex life or lack of it."

Alex chuckled.

"That's defo TMI, Mum. Anyway, I didn't think anyone over 40 had a sex life let alone the sub-species called 'parents' ... ouch ... why did you that?"

He rubbed his nipple where his mother had just pinched him through his T shirt as Rowan giggled.

"Let that be a lesson to you. Cuddling is fine if you trust your partner not to take advantage of the open and vulnerable body position ... anyway let Mummy rub your ow-ee, better."

She giggled as she gently stroked across his broad chest and lightly massaged the hard nub that was prominent enough to make a dent in his T shirt. Alex was surprised by the sensations he was getting from his mother's ministrations as his nipples had never been an erogenous zone for him before, but he was certainly getting a reaction further down his body. He captured her hand and moved it away before he started making a tent again and embarrassing both of them. Rowan, for her part, originally mewled in disappointment as he interrupted her gratuitous grope of her son's body, but then she mentally chastised herself for her inappropriate behaviour ... especially as she was starting to feel a frisson of arousal herself.

"Umm ... sweetie ... can we move apart a bit ... I'm getting a bit hot here."

"Sure, Mum, but do it slowly so we don't get zapped ...whoever it is."

Rowan rolled over away from his body putting her back to him and she hadn't gone very far when the all-to-familiar pain started again in her neck. Her moan of pain was enough for Alex to follow her roll until he was spooning against her firm body with both arms encircling her. The pain stopped and they relaxed again. He smoothed her blonde hair out of the way and spoke softly into her ear.

"It doesn't look like they want us apart. I'll try not to get too close if it is making you too hot."

Rowan didn't respond but her thoughts were about anything but the temperature.

'Y es, it is making me hot! Hot and bothered! Ohhh ... goddd ... he's breath on my neck is too much!'

The remained spooning and found themselves dozing off as they relaxed against each other and it seemed totally natural for both of them.

Alex was woken by a low moan from Rowan who pulled his top arm tighter around herself.

"Alex ... it's starting again and I can't get much closer to you."

"Quickly, roll over and we'll get back to the cuddling position."

Rowan rolled over and got closer than before by putting her left leg over the top of Alex's legs. He could feel her groin against his hip and her pert breasts against his side as their arms clasped each other as tightly as they could. Rowan found the low level pain start to diminish and she relaxed.

"Thank you darling, it's going."

"No it fucking isn't ... fuckk! I've got it now."

"Whatt? We can't get much closer than this."

"Quickly, lie fully on top of me."

"Alex! I ... I ... it's wrong."

"OK ... I'll lie on you ... but I'll squash you."

"No .. OK ... I'll do it."

Rowan slid on top of her son and his arms clasped her back and buttocks as her arms went round the back of his neck. They buried their faces in each other's neck to get as close as possible. The by-product of this position was that each breath they took was charged with the other's natural scent which started a whole host of pheromone responses. Rowan wiggled uncomfortably as her pussy started to moisten which did nothing to help Alex keep his ever growing cock under control.

Rowan's eyes shot open.

' Jesus he has an erection. Fuck! He feels big ... not like his father. Goddd that feels good! Is that because of me ... my son has got hard ... for me? No ... no ... it's a natural reaction from what we are doing ... this is just to keep the pain at bay.'

Subtly, Rowan controlled her movements and converted her random wiggling to a back and forth grinding motion. She kept her eyes closed so that Alex wouldn't see the guilty pleasure she was getting from rubbing against her son's huge shaft. Alex was mortified but kept his eyes closed to avoid the disapproval that he knew he would see in his mother's eyes..

' Will she stop moving like that! She going to be able to feel my boner and she'll shit a brick when she realises what's happening but we have to keep this close to keep the pain at bay.'

It took a little while for them to be aware that the pain had stopped as they ground gently against each other. They both opened their eyes at the same time as they realised the situation and were surprised to see only a slight embarrassment in each other's eyes. Like good Brits they breathlessly apologised even though they had no idea what for or whether the other was expecting one.

Rowan lay her head down on his chest and grinned naughtily to herself at the memory of the experience. Memory, hell, she was sorely tempted to keep grinding her frothy pussy on the solid shaft she could feel splitting her puffy labia.

Alex smiled and felt like he had dodged a bullet as he caressed his mother's back with one hand and the other fondled her firm buttocks. Suddenly he realised what he was doing and he withdrew the lower hand as though it had been scalded. He didn't hear his mother's sigh of disappointment.

They lay like for some time until Rowan had a sudden uncomfortable thought. She didn't want to lift her head to look at him as she knew she was heading into dangerous territory and didn't want to see whatever was in his face.

"Alex, darling, I've been thinking about what's happening here."

"OK, Mum, what is happening?"

"Well it's more to do with what will happen in the future. I think we both realise that they are making us do ever more intimate things by the use of pain ... we started out just by being close to each other which was enough to keep the pain at bay ... and then that wasn't enough and we started cuddling and then progressively that cuddling has got closer and more intimate ... err ... we were practically dry humping just then ... no ... no ... I'm not blaming you ... I was just as much to blame ..."

Alex kissed the top of her head.

"Hey ... no biggy ... it's whatever it takes for us to avoid the pain and get out of here."

Rowan was momentarily upset that he thought that dry-humping with his mother was ' no biggy ' but then decided to make a joke and giggled.

"It sure felt like a biggy to me."

Alex was stunned. This was his mum making a joke about his cock! WTF? He lifted her chin to look at her eyes which sparkled in amusement.

"Really, Mum? Cock jokes? That is something I never thought I would hear from Mrs. Prim and Proper."

A look of disappointment passed through her eyes.

"Is that what you think of me ... Mrs Prim and Proper?"

Alex now felt embarrassed as he didn't want to break the new vibe that seemed to be happening with his mother.

"Well ... you did use the full ' Alexander Charles Jackson ' with me earlier on, when I used the word 'fuck'. That's always a sign of your disapproval. Hey, there's no need to get upset ... you are who you are ... I still love you ... although I think I love the Mum who makes jokes about my cock even more!"

" Stop that, Alexander Charles Jackson, you're making your mother cry."

Alex knew that she wasn't cross by the tone of her voice but had seen the tears starting to well up in Rowan's eyes. He bent his neck to kiss them away and Rowan shuddered at the contact.

' Fuck! That is so sexy.'

Rowan blinked at her son and tried to be formal but spoiled it by giggling half way through.

"You are interrupting what I was going to say ... stop being so bloody wonderful and listen to your mother."

Alex chuckled by tried to keep the riff going.

"Yes, Mater."

"That's better ... now ... I was saying that I believe we are having to do ever more intimate things to keep the pain at bay and the logical extrapolation of that is what ...?"

She looked at her son expectantly. He looked anywhere but at Rowan as the realisation hit home but then met her gaze with nervous eyes.

"We are going to have to fuck each other?"

Rowan gave a small sigh of disapproval and shrugged.

"I would have preferred you to use the expression 'make love' but the end result is the same. Yes, I think that is the logical conclusion. "

Alex looked at his mother with an expression that contained both surprise and awe.

"Again, I ask, who are you and what have you done with my normally freaked-out mother? I have to say you are taking this very calmly ... but why would they want that?

Rowan shrugged.

"Perhaps they are pervs who want to see mother and son having sex. To me that would mean they are human rather than alien ... but who knows. We seem to be in the middle of some lab experiment and we're the rats."

Alex considered this.

"OK, so what do we do? Wait for them to force us down that route ... or pre-empt it?"

Rowan exaggeratedly rolled her eyes.

"What? You can't wait to get you lecherous hands on your mum's hot body ...oh ... shit ... sorry I shouldn't make jokes about this."

Alex rolled them both over so that they were lying face to face on their sides and moved some errant hair off Rowan's face as he gazed affectionately into her eyes.

"No, don't apologise ... I like the 'you' that makes jokes about cocks ... and your son letching after your hot body ... I like the 'you' that can rationalise the fact that we may end up fucking ... err ... making love to avoid the pain without completely freaking out. I feel a lot closer to this 'you' than I have for a very long time."

Rowan, melted at his words and the love that showed in his eyes. She reached across to stroke his face.

"You'll be a whole lot closer in a bit ... shit ... I can't stop making jokes ... this is so wrong!"

Alex couldn't stop the guffaw of laughter as a blush suffused her face and she buried her face into his chest. He kissed the top of her head before rolling her onto her back and looking down at her embarrassed grin.

"Rowan, please, go on making jokes and ... mpff."

Her finger on his mouth silenced him and she smiled up at him.

"You just called me 'Rowan' ... I don't think you have ever done that before ... I like it."

Alex's smile was almost cocky.

"Well it would be a bit weird calling you Mum with what's ... going to happen ... don't you think."

Rowan suddenly looked nervous and her bravado had gone.

"I guess so ... I'm making jokes because I'm frightened ... this is so wrong ... us having sex ... mother and son ... that's incest ... it's not right."

Alex held her tighter.

"It may not be right as far as society is concerned but we are at least doing it with love and mutual respect ... it's not physical abuse by a dominant parent or sibling and it's not like we will make a habit of it once we get out of here."

Rowan looked panicked.

"No, and we can never mention this to anyone ... If anyone found out ... oh my god ... the embarrassment ..."

"Mum, relax! I'm certainly not going to go round telling anyone I banged my Mum ... I have my reputation to protect."

He said it with a laugh and kissed her head. Rowan let the coarse joke pass with a chuckle.

"Look Mum, if you want to put off the evil moment we can wait until the pain starts again ... if it does ... maybe they have finished with us already. They have got the lab rats to the point where they are prepared to do taboo things on their own volition. It proves we can make rational decisions based on a known stimulus whatever the societal conditioning."

Rowan laughed hollowly.

"Thanks for trying to make it better, sweetie, but I'm not convinced they have finished with us and I don't think you are either. Yes, we can wait but somehow I think it makes us more human to decide to do the taboo thing before we are forced into it. It doesn't make it any less difficult to contemplate but at least we are in charge of our own actions. "

Alex nodded his agreement before his mother voiced her biggest worry.

"Now, how do we do this?"

Chapter 2

Alex smiled knowingly at her.

"Well ... if I had been fortunate enough to have a hot babe like you come home with me ..."

"I'm not one of your sluts and floozies ... I don't hang around in bars ..."

The anger in her voice was unmistakeable and Alex was stunned. What had happened to the 'new' Mum? He needed to up his game.

"I'm sorry but what makes you think we met in a bar? No ... we are work colleagues ... you the beautiful older woman that I have ... err ... idolised from afar for years but never had the courage to let you know how I feel. We have finally been thrown together at a company team building exercise and a spark ignites between us as we grapple with some knotty business problem ... we come to recognise our growing feelings for each other and start to date although the company frowns on intra-office relationships ... but our burgeoning love for each other will not be denied. You have wanted to wait to become intimate to be sure that our relationship is solid because of the difference in our ages. I have agreed because, after all, you are my everything and I have waited for you for years so a few more days and weeks is no hardship. Finally ... one evening, as we finish dining at our favourite restaurant you look at me with your beautiful eyes and say simply ... ' take me home and make love to me' ...!"

Rowan smirked and shook her head.

"Nice swerve Mister ... total bullshit ... lovely bullshit but bullshit nonetheless! So ... go on what do you do ... to this beautiful older woman that you have idolised from afar."

Alex's grin was gentle and loving.

"Well, to begin with I wouldn't talk so much. I would let my actions do the talking for me ... may I?"

Rowan's hesitated as she realised that the moment of truth had arrived but made a gesture as if to say ' be my guest ' as she lay back on the platform with her eyes nervously searching Alex's.

Alex had already made up his mind as to what to do first and resisted a crass fumble of her boobs or pussy. He knew she was scared but trying not to show it and this mirrored his own feelings. His only thought was to be the man she would want at this point ... loving, caring, gentle. He bent forward and moved her long blonde hair away from her neck and gently kissed the skin below her ear. He felt her shudder and moved to nibble lightly on her earlobe caressing it with his lips and tongue. Rowan moaned quietly which encouraged him to continue.

Rowan was shocked by the feel of her son's mouth on her sensitive ear and scared by the surge of lust that spread through her. Her ears had always been her Achilles heel when younger ... a boy only had to kiss them or blow gently and she was putty in her hands. The fact that her son had intuitively made that his first move was startling and she could feel her pussy start to moisten.

Alex pulled back and looked into Rowan's eyes which were hooded with passion.

"Is that OK, Mum ... err ... Rowan."

He blushed at his error but Rowan giggled.

"I don't mind sweetie ... that was exquisite by the way ... how did you know I love having my ears kissed."

Alex blushed at her praise but his voice showed his wonderment that he got it right.

"Lucky guess ... I guess."

"Well, just keep on guessing like that and that beautiful older woman will be a pushover."

Rowan surprised him by pulling his face towards hers and gently caressing his lips with hers. It wasn't a long kiss or full of passion but Alex trembled at the intensity of the feelings it generated in him. She pulled back and smiled at his stunned reaction as the tip of his tongue emerged to trace the kiss.

"Now, that makes us even."

Alex shook his head in amusement.

"I don't think this is a competition ... if it is I hope we both come out the other end of it feeling like we both won. Now where was I?"

Rowan giggled and arched her neck pulling her hair back to give him free access to her dainty ears. Alex's mouth resumed the gentle nibbling and kissing that so delighted his mother. He moved back and she mewled her disappointment until he started again on the other ear. Rowan melted into the sensation again but a nagging voice in her head told her that she should be doing something equally wonderful to her son. She whispered in his ear.

"Darling, take your T shirt off, I want to touch your body."

Alex pulled back at her with a shocked expression. Rowan smiled back.

"What, you thought we would do this without taking our clothes off?"

Alex shook his head at his own stupidity but got to his knees and grasped the hem of his T shirt and pulled it over his head. Rowan's eyes opened in delight at the sight of his firm body. He was toned rather than ripped ... the hint of a six-pack and definition to his pecs and shoulder muscles without being an overdone gym-rat.

He looked slightly self conscious as she ran an exploratory hand over his chest but relaxed when he saw the approval when she made eye contact with him.

"You've become a beautiful man ... buff ... fit ... I missed the change but I like what you've done with the place!"

He smiled at her joke and she giggled as he pulled her up onto her knees and they faced each other.

"Someone has too many clothes on."

Her eyes went wide in shock as she realised the import of his words and he smirked as he replayed her words back to her.

"What, you thought we would do this without taking our clothes off?"

Rowan laughed self consciously as she play punched him on the shoulder.

"Don't get cocky, young man ... ohh."

She gasped in surprise as he reached down and started to pull the bottom of her jumper up her body and her immediate reaction was to stop him. Alex could see her biting her lip and stopped what he was doing and gently cupped her chin to bring her eyes up to his.

"What are you worried about Rowan? Do you think I'll think I'll not like your body ... that it will not match up to the floozies and sluts you think I go with ... is that it?"

She couldn't meet his gaze but nodded. Alex moved so that his face was right in front of her so she couldn't look away. She tried not to make eye contact but he bent closer and kissed her gently on the lips. This time the kiss lasted longer and their fluttering lips opened hesitantly and they realised that they were about to French kiss for the first time. Gradually, tentatively they explored each other's mouths making breathless moans as they did so. Alex ran the tip of his tongue over his mother's lips and her own tongue shyly moved against his and then, without any communication, they mingled and danced, sliding across each other in an increasing frenzy of passion. At the same time, their arms snaked around each other, holding firmly, as the passion built to the sound of their moans and whimpers.

Rowan had not been kissed like this for as long as she could remember while Alex, had never been kissed like this and wanted it to last forever. Their hands roamed over each other with Rowan grasping the back of her son's head to accentuate the contact while Alex pulled her firm buttocks tight against his throbbing erection. They writhed against each other as they knelt on the padded platform until breathlessly the broke apart, resting their foreheads against each other, without making eye contact.

"Fuck, Alex, where did you learn to kiss like that?"

"Mind your language Rowan Jackson ... for your information I have never kissed like that. Must be you ... bringing out the best in me .."

"Or the beast ..."

They chuckled and then, finally, their gazes met and Alex saw that the uncertainty had gone from his mother's eyes. To confirm this Rowan moved backwards and raised her arms in the air ... the message being clear ... take my jumper off . Alex complied by slowly pulling the garment up exposing her tight body stopping only briefly to bend and kiss her belly button, causing Rowan to giggle. He straightened up and held Rowan's hesitant gaze as he continued to pull the baggy material up. As he revealed her small bra-clad breasts he stopped to admire them and then looked up at Rowan's shy, enquiring gaze.

"They're beautiful ... just like the rest of you."

She lowered her lashes with a coy smile.

Alex gently pulled her arms through the sleeves which left the jumper bunched around her neck and he bent forward to gently kiss her lips and whisper.

"I'll see you on the other side."

Rowan giggled at his corny comment as he eased the material over her head and again bent forward this time to kiss her neck and ears as they emerged. She moaned at his oh-so-sexy actions and felt her nipples pucker and her pussy respond to the sensations before her eyes emerged and she could see his smiling face. He dropped the discarded garment onto the padded platform and sat back on his heels to look at her before meeting her shy gaze. Her voice was equally timid.

"Would you like to see them ... my boobs ... I mean."

Alex smiled with gentle enthusiasm.

"Of course ... but they look perfect from here."

Rowan reached behind her to the catch of her bra without taking her eyes from his.

"You're just saying that ... you silver tongued charmer ... I imagine you really like big busty girls, not scrawny old hags like me."

Alex reached forward to stop her arms from completing their task.

"No, Mum, I don't ... what I like is petite ladies in their early 40s with long blonde hair and small breasts and big nipples and nice tight arses. From what I see ... you tick all those boxes so stop worrying as I think I'm going to adore your body."

Rowan still didn't know if he was telling the truth but kept her eyes fixed on his face as she let the bra drop from her shoulders. He swallowed visibly when her breasts were exposed and his eyes flicked up to meet hers.

"Gorgeous ... just like I said they would be."

He reached a tentative hand towards her but stopped and met her gaze again.

"May I?"

She laughed.

"Of course you idiot! Although it's nice to know your mother brought you up to be polite."

Alex shuffled closer as he took in the sight of Rowan's beautiful B cup breasts. Gravity had just enough effect to gently shape them into tear drops with the perfectly centred nipples tilting upwards. His right hand reached out to stroke the upper slope of her left breast and Rowan gasped at his touch. He quickly pulled his hand back and he looked embarrassedly at her.

"Sorry, is my hand cold?"

She smiled at him and grasped his hand to bring it back to where he had touched her.

"No, darling. I just love the way you touch me ... I've not been touched like that for a long time ... I've missed it."

Alex looked incredulously at her.

"Then Dad is a fool. If you were mine ... I'd ...sorry ... I know ... none of my business."

He looked back down at where his fingers were gently trailing across the upper slope and moved his thumb to feel the weight of the fleshy mound. It ran close to the hard, raspberry sized nipple and Rowan flinched and gasped as it did so. He looked up at her face and she smiled.

"I expected you to touch my nipple ... you were teasing me you naughty boy."

He grinned mischievously as his fingers continued to massage her firm breast, still not touching the nipple.

"You're an impatient little minx, Rowan. I might have to teach you some self-discipline."

Rowan giggled and her lips formed into a pout; an expression that Alex had never seen on her before but found immediately adorable. His mother was reinventing herself before his eyes and the more she did it, the more he wanted to see more. Her eyes were sparkling with humour.

"Minx? You ... fuckkk ... god yes, baby .."

Whatever she had been about to say was cut short as Alex's left hand came up to palm her right breast trapping the coral hued nipple between his index and middle finger. Rowan was dizzy from the contact and the realisation that her son was fondling her breasts. She brought her own hands up to push his more tightly against her throbbing breasts.

Their eyes locked and could see the lust building exponentially in each other. Rowan released her hands from his and pulled her son's head towards her; their mouths locked in the most passionate kiss so far, lips and tongues mashing together in a constant writhing duel. Alex ran his hands over her back and down clasp her firm, denim-clad buttocks pulling her body tight against his own. The action caused her swollen nipples to rub against against his bare chest and the hard shaft of his penis ground against her abdomen. Rowan could feel it through this trousers ... ' jesus he's so hard ... for me ... my son wants to fuck me'.  Her pussy gushed at the thought and any hesitation about what they were about to do was wiped away by the soaring passion.

She only had one thought and that was to hold that glorious shaft in her hands and attempted to undo the fastening of his jeans as their bodies continued to slide against each other in the passion of the kiss. Eventually she managed to undo the button and pull the zip down far enough to get her hand inside his trousers so that her fingers could touch the swollen head ' Fuck it's even bigger than I thought' .

Alex groaned into the kiss as he felt her small hand caressing his cock through his underpants and knew that he needed to reciprocate. He moved his hands to the button of her own jeans but it was more difficult to get into her skin-tight trousers and he groaned in frustration. He broke away and they looked at each other with wild eyes, blazing with passion from the lust filled kiss.

Rowan squeaked as he pushed her to lie back on the platform but then scrabbled to help him get her jeans off and eventually he was pulling them down her toned thighs as she lifted her buttocks to help him. He got them over her feet and turned to look back at his beautiful mother lying on her back, looking dishevelled and wanton and completely fuckable in just a pair of lacy knickers.

"Jesus, you are gorgeous! How come I never noticed what a beautiful sexy woman you are?"

She blushed at the intensity of his gaze but then some semblance of logic reasserted itself.

"Because, my darling sexy boy, you and I are not meant to be looking at each like we want to fuck each other's brains out on a daily basis. However, forget that grown up shit ... come and lie down so I can get those trousers off and at that hard cock I've been feeling."

Alex laughed and crawled across the platform until he was kneeling next to her hips and looked at her flushed face..

"No, there is something I want to do first!"

He reached for the waist band of her knickers and she gasped as she realised what he was about to do.

"No, please stop Alex ... I ... I'm ... can we do it together ... I'm nervous."

He looked embarrassed and shook his head in self-castigation. He hadn't realised that she was still not completely comfortable with him seeing or touching her body. He lay down beside her and she rolled onto her side to face him. He gently stroked her face and looked deeply into her pale blue eyes.

"Oh, Mum, I'm so sorry ... I'm getting ahead of myself ... but you really don't have to be worried ... your body is gorgeous ... I just wanted to see it all."

Rowan's expression still showed her doubt as she held his gaze.

"Do, you really think so ... that your old mum is gorgeous? I don't think I've been called that in a long time."

"Are you crazy ... you are not old ... and anyway why would you think I would be blowing smoke up your arse at this particular moment. It's not like I'm trying to seduce you to get inside you knickers... we're beyond that don't you think?"

She shrugged with a laugh.

"I guess you've pretty much achieved that ... you silver tongued charmer! I still can't quite believe what we're doing ...but it is nice to know that my sexy son thinks I'm gorgeous ... I guess you wouldn't be sporting this if you didn't think so."

Alex groaned as she ran her hand over the bulge in his jeans.

"Jeez, Mum, what are trying to do ... end it before it begins? If I'm hard ... are you wet ... turned on by what we've been doing?"

Rowan couldn't look her son in the eyes but nodded as she bit her lower lip; a gesture that Alex found incredibly sexy. His voice was hoarse.

"Can I touch you?"

His mother turned to look at him with eyes clouded in guilt and nodded.

"Yes, but take your clothes off first ... I want to touch you at the same time."

Alex quickly rolled over onto his back and lifted his hips to pull his trousers and underpants off together thereby allowing his large, hard cock to slap against his stomach as he freed it from its' confines. His mother looked at in awe ... she had never seen anything so beautiful in all her life and her pussy drooled at the thought of it thrusting deep inside her. Alex started to get up but she was quicker and pushed him gently back onto the bed as, almost involuntarily, her small hand reached out to capture the swollen head. She whimpered as she noticed that her fingers did not go all the way round ' so big ... so fucking big '. She was mesmerised by the thick, steel hard but velvet soft shaft as she ran her fingers down to his cup his balls, she moved her other hand to stroke the swollen head. Alex groaned at the touch of his beautiful mother and looked at her face which was entirely focussed on the rampant erection that she held in both hands ... she was fixated.

Eventually she released the breath that she had been holding in since she first touched his glorious cock and she glanced at her son. His eyes were closed as he bit his bottom lip from the intensity of the sensation and Rowan smiled to herself ' my boy is enjoying this , but I' am sure he'll enjoy what I want to next even more '.

"Your cock is beautiful, I love the feel of it in my hand but what I would really like to do is suck it. May I do that sweetie? Would you like mummy to suck your cock?"

Alex's eyes flew open, not just at the sound of her voice but what she had said and the soft crooning voice she had used. By an unspoken agreement they had tried to play down the mother-son incest element of this situation but she had just broken that wide open and ... it was as hot as hell.

He looked at her smouldering eyes and could see no hint of a joke. OK ... sauce for the goose ...

"Yes, mummy-slut ... suck my cock!"

Alex thought that may have been too much but watched in delighted fascination as the tip of her pink tongue come out and caressed the underside of his cock before sliding all the way down to his balls and then back up. Rowan stared into her son's eyes loving the effect she was having on him and relishing every second. She loved oral sex, both giving and receiving, but it had been a long time since she had the chance and wanted to make this perfect for her loving son. She went up and down, slowly, three or four times, savouring every bit of it as Alex arched his body and moaned at the sensation, his eyes closed. Rowan smirked triumphantly to herself at the effect she was having on her son with every little nuance to her technique causing subtle change to Alex's reactions.

She moved higher up and pursed her mouth over the crown of the magnificent cock and paused looking at Alex and waited until he opened his eyes. After a few seconds of no contact he looked at her in surprise and saw the mischief playing in her eyes. Rowan grinned inwardly when she saw his look of frustration ... ' like when he was a child and couldn't have a lollipop ... well I'll have the lollipop instead ... all of the lollipop'.

She smiled naughtily at him for a long moment with her mouth just an inch away from the head as he squirmed beneath her. Eventually she relented and lowered her mouth around the head and slowly took him deep into the back of her mouth on the first pass, hearing the strangled moan from her son. It had been a while and Alex was bigger than any cock she had ever deep-throated before so she knew that she would need to tame her gag reflex. She pulled slowly back up with her smirking gaze still locked on the disbelieving eyes of her son before reversing direction. She moved slowly, oh so slowly back down the thick shaft. This time she penetrated slightly into her throat and face fucked herself for a few seconds ... up and down ... gurgling sloppily as she masturbated her son's cock. She pulled slowly back up pushing against Alex's resisting hands on the back of her head until she could suckle on the crown and swab it with her tongue. She started another slow descent, inch after inch, this time going all the way down until her nose was in Alex's pubic hair and her lips pressed against the base of his shaft. She looked up at him and saw a look of absolute awe in her son's face as she flexed her throat around his hard shaft.

"Fuckkk Mum ... that is incredible ... you are incredible ... but if you keep doing that it will all be over too quickly."

The sudden realisation that she was in danger of missing the point of what they were trying to do brought Rowan up with a start. She had gone beyond the brief ... they were meant to be having sex ... purely to avoid the pain and hopefully, get out of here. She pulled herself back up and off with strands of saliva connecting her mouth to his shaft. She was breathing deeply as she looked at Alex with a neutral expression.

"We can't have that ... will you please fuck me."

Alex was stunned.

"What? I haven't touched you ... gone down on you ...!"

"No sweetie, but what I really need is to feel this magnificent cock deep in my pussy. Can you do that for me?"

Still shocked, all he could do was nod wordlessly as she lay back on the platform and slipped off her lacy knickers before reaching out her arms to her son. Alex looked at her beautiful mound, seeing the lips of her pussy drooling open and dampening the sparse blonde hair that framed it. He had never seen a more tempting sight and was minded to go against her wishes and bury his face between her firm thighs ... he would never have another chance.

Rowan could sense his indecision.

"Please baby, make love to me. I need your cock inside me."

She spread her thighs wider but Alex harrumphed, still miffed. Rowan sat up and ran a small hand down the still-slick shaft and looked pleadingly at her son.

"Baby ... come on ... the whole point was for us to have sex ... if you ... if you make love to me ... the way you want to ... then we're stepping over boundaries that don't need to be crossed."

Alex could not let that pass and responded like a petulant child.

"So, you deep-throating me and giving me the most amazing blowjob I have ever had, wasn't crossing any boundaries?"

Rowan sighed and looked away.

"Look, I'm sorry ... I admit I got carried away ... your cock looked just so beautiful and I love giving head ... and haven't done it for a while ... I'm sorry ... yes, I overstepped the boundary ... but there is no need to make it any worse than it already is."

Alex sighed heavily. There was some logic in what Rowan was saying but somehow he felt cheated. He wanted desperately to taste his mother's beautiful pussy and to let her feel the sensations that her fabulous blow-job had given him ... he wanted to make her happy ... to bring her to orgasm and hear her crying his name as she did so. He sighed again and realised that his only remaining chance was to fuck her into oblivion.

He moved and got down on his knees between her legs and lowered herself onto her taking most of his weight on his arms and knees. She smiled sorrowfully at him but pulled his face to hers and kissed him gently.

"Thank you darling, when you look back you will know I'm right."

Alex nodded and smiled lovingly back. He couldn't stay mad with her for long and knew that what happened next was going to be a spectacular second-best. He lowered himself more fully onto her and they kissed again, this time more deeply and passionately. Rowan wrapped her arms around his broad back and held him close with her fingers digging into his skin.

His cock had not deflated despite his disappointment at the turn of events and he flexed his hips causing it to rub against the lips of her wet cunt. Rowan whimpered at the feel and wiggled her own hips to try and pouch it in her entrance but Alex decided he still had one card to play and pulled back slightly in order to tease her.

She mewled her frustration into the kiss as she knew that the big swollen head was just millimetres away from sliding into her. Alex relented, pushing forward and slipping in through the clasping entrance of her vagina. They both gasped at the sensation and their eyes, which had been closed, flew open, staring in wonder at the feelings their bodies are giving and receiving.

Rowan humped against Alex's huge prick taking him deeper, moaning as gradually, inch by inch, he buried himself inside the tightest sheath he had ever experienced. For her part, his mother was struggling to accommodate the thickest, longest cock she had taken into her body but delighted in the overwhelming feeling of being stretched to exquisite fullness. She was incredibly aroused and clung tightly to the large body of her lover, her son, as he slipped deeper into her welcoming cunt. Neither of them wanted to leave a millimetre outside and they both moaned in delight when his cock bumped up against her cervix and his balls nestled against her bum.

He was balls deep.

There was no more to give and no room for any more.

The Goldilocks moment.

Their gazes were locked and small triumphal smiles played around their faces. They had done it ... together.

Alex started to pull back against the clasping tightness of his mother's sheath and they both groaned in delight as he thrust back in. He looked down at the sweat dampened face of his beautiful lover and could see his delight mirrored in her eyes as her hands grasped at his back to pull him ever deeper. ' Jeez I'm fucking Mum ... she's taken all of my cock ... her cunt feels ... fuckkkk ... so tight ... so fucking sexy ... fucking my mum '

Rowan was humping faster trying to urge him on as she could feel her orgasm building. She had known from the moment that she had sucked his wondrous cock that she would come when he fucked her ... it was never in doubt but she needed to tell him.

"Harder baby ... fuck me harder ... I want to come on your cock ... please ... faster."

Alex smiled to himself. Who knew? His mother had a dirty mouth when she had sex. Mrs. Prim and Proper ... NOT!

He moved his hands to grab her taut buttocks pulling her body against him with each inward thrust as she wrapped her long legs round the back of his thighs to deepen each thrust even more. Her arms went round the back of his neck as she pulled his mouth down for a scorching, air-stealing kiss as her tongue raped his mouth in time to their thrusts.

They came up for air but all that did was let Rowan pour forth yet more dirty talk.

"Yes darling ... fuck mummy ... harder ... more cock ...give me more cock ... pound me ... fuck my cunt ...!"

Both of the could feel themselves nearing their climaxes spurred on by the sight, sound and feel of their forbidden coupling ... the litany of filth pouring from her mouth ... the sound of his laboured breathing ... the slap of their bodies against each other ... the smell of their arousal ... and the delightful slippery noise of his big cock pistoning into her tight sheath ... was enough ... more than enough ... to tip them over the edge.

Alex was the first to come as he felt the stirrings deep in his spine and tried to thrust even harder and faster into the petite frame of his mother, knowing that he wouldn't last much longer. Hell, he didn't even know how he had managed to last this long and was just about to warn her when his orgasm exploded. He managed a strangled ' FUCKKKKK ' before he buried himself as deep as possible into his mother's clutching cunt and unleashed a torrent of sperm against the entrance to her womb.

The knowledge that her son was coming inside her was enough to trigger Rowan's own orgasm and she tightened her grip on him with every muscle she had as she started shuddering as the waves of euphoria washed through her. She moaned and whimpered at the force of the experience with her only thought ' boy or girl, I don't mind as he will give me a beautiful baby ' ... which was irrational because she was on the pill.

Eventually they calmed and Alex tried to roll to the side but Rowan's arms and legs did not release straight away so he kept his weight off her. Her eyes were still closed in ecstasy as he looked down with a stunned expression on his face. Several thoughts ricocheted in his head of which the most prominent was ' I just fucked my mother ... it was the best sex I ever had '.

Rowan did not want to open her eyes and acknowledge what had just happened ... 'I just fucked my son ... it was the best sex I ever had ... yes, you slut, how could you? '. The latter voice started to outweigh the sated post-orgasmic feeling and without looking at him she pushed him roughly away and sat up turning her back to him. She reached for her clothes to get dressed as quickly as possible.

Alex was stunned by her reaction but had guessed it might happen. He reached out a gentle hand to touch her shoulder.

"Mum, it's OK, it's over."

She shrugged off his attempt to comfort her.

"Is it ... over? ... how can it be ... you and I just had sex ... mother and son ... that's ... it's wrong. It's not something we can undo ... we can't un-fuck each other ... and I doubt that either of us is going to forget. Now get dressed and hopefully the bastards who put us in here will let us out now that they have had their jollies."

' Continue for 3 miles.'

Alex woke and stared at the SatNav with bleary eyes. Hadn't it stopped working the previous night when all of the electrics had gone out in the car? He tried to remember ... some sort of electro-magnetic pulse wasn't it which had also had the effect of rendering their mobile phones useless. He looked at the watery sun breaking through the low lying mist and was grateful that it would be dry if he had to walk to the nearest village to call the AA . He checked his phone and saw that the hike wouldn't be necessary as he now had a signal and then turned the ignition key and saw that the car was working as well. Bloody typical!

He could let his father and sister know that they were OK and hopefully complete the journey to the hotel in time for the wedding. His body hurt like he had gone through a strenuous workout but he put that down to having slept sitting upright in the car although it hadn't interfered with the very raunchy dream he had been having. If only he could remember more of the details ... the girl had been petite ... long blonde hair ... beautiful small breasts ... great blow-job. He harrumphed to himself ... why couldn't he meet someone like that in real life?

He looked at the passenger seat and was surprised that his mother wasn't there and then checked the back seat. He jumped as she was already awake and staring with hard, accusing eyes at him.

He frowned at her reaction but something nagged at him and then the missing details came flooding in ... blonde hair ...petite ... small boobs ... the blow-job ... the unbelievable sex ... Rowan ... Mum!

Oh shit!

They had fucked ... he had fucked his mother ...

He cleared his throat in embarrassment and looked away before feeling the back of his neck.

Nothing!

Rowan still said nothing so he stared forward and started the engine.

What the fuck did they do now?

The strained silence continued as he drove with neither of them able to think of the right thing to say. The lack of sound grew deafening and neither of them could summon the courage or find the right words to break it.

Fortunately they were distracted from the need to speak by the noise from their phones which started to bleep with the accumulation of missed calls and messages that had built up during their absence. Neither made a move to answer any of them until Rowan's phone started ringing with a live call. Alex looked at her in the rear-view mirror and she met his gaze with a worried look. She glanced at her phone and sighed resignedly before tapping the screen to answer.

Alex could only hear one side of the conversation but could tell that it was from his panicked father, Mike, by the tone of voice. Rowan tried to keep her voice calm and level although she felt nothing like that as she endeavoured to come up with a story.

"Hi sweetie ... sorry we worried you ..."

...

"Yes, I know but the car packed up and we couldn't get a phone signal."

...

"No, it was Alex's crappy car ... just died on us ..."

...

"There was no signal ... we couldn't let anyone know and ..."

...

"We had no idea where we were ... the SatNav was playing up and when did you last see a phone box? Trust me, we did not want to spend a night like that."

Alex looked in the mirror but his mother stared at him levelly, challenging him to say something but he didn't so she averted her gaze.

' So, she's not telling him about the light, the abduction ... or the chamber and the fact that she ... fucked her son ... no I guess that would put a bit of a downer on proceedings but why the fuck is she angry with me? I didn't cause this to happen.'