POLITICAL AMBITIONS, MOM'S DEAL

The small celebratory event for her supporters was winding down and Jill, the newly elected mayor, could hardly believe her success. This was her dream. Her lifelong goal had been achieved.

She made a point to personally thank everyone at the event, and finally, she was about to greet the last person whom she hadn't met yet; an intelligent looking young woman in her late 20's, sharply dressed, very attractive, and slightly snobbish in appearance.

"That was such an inspirational speech you gave earlier Ms. Wilson. You're a true inspiration to women everywhere," she said with an extended hand.

Jill smiled and they shook hands. "Well, I certainly appreciate the support, miss..."

"Sarah Harding. My dad is the news director at one of the local affiliates. That's how I got a press pass to hang around here with all of you."

"Oh right, Harding. I know that name. I'll have to thank your father personally some day for all the favorable coverage I've gotten from that network."

"Don't worry, I'm not a product of nepotism," Sarah joked. "I recently graduated college with a BA in Journalism, and I've also started my own political blog which I hope will become big some day."

"That's wonderful," the mayor-elect replied. "My son is a journalism major himself. Maybe when he comes to my next event you can give him some pointers on covering politics. It's all he ever seems to talk about these days."

Sarah grinned, "I'm sure I'll get the chance to meet him. Speaking of which, my blog has really started taking off these past few months and I may be on the verge of breaking my first major story. Can you believe that? A little known blogger like myself, getting a major scoop that will likely get national coverage."

There was an ominous tone hidden in Sarah's voice which Jill immediately picked up on. It sounded vaguely like a threat, but who would ever threaten a new mayor at her own political event? No way. It just didn't seem possible.

"Well, good luck to you," Jill said, hoping to wind up their conversation which looked as though it were taking an awkward turn.

"An anonymous source sent me something which I think will be of some interest to you. I'd like to get your thoughts on it if you don't mind."

Sarah pulled a smart phone out of her pocket and played a video for the new mayor. Jill's stomach turned in knots as the grainy video played. It was a long forgotten scene of her in a college dorm, on her knees, lewdly sucking off a group of frat boys, taken over 20 years ago. The men were rough with her and even made her gag by holding her head tight and shoving their erections in her mouth. Her eyes watered and saliva was everywhere. But even worse, it was obvious that she was enjoying herself.

Watching the video had shocked the new mayor to her core. All her adult life she had strived for perfection. She had worked so hard to be the best at everything she did, to be perfect.

Now, her entire world was set to collapse based on an ill-fated decision made when she was young. This was a blackmail scheme in the making, and the mayor knew it.

"How dare you," Jill said softly, containing her rage. "Put that thing away before someone sees it."

The mayor-elect grabbed the blogger's arm and pulled her out to the outside hallway where it was empty. She tried her absolute best to put on a fake smile so that no one would ever know just how angry she was inside.

"You're hurting me Ms. Mayor," the young woman sarcastically stated.

"What the hell do you think you're doing showing me that video at an event like this? I was young at the time, and you better not go public with that either or else..."

Sarah raised an eyebrow, "Or else what? You clearly knew that you were being videotaped while you were enthusiastically sucking all of those cocks and whoever taped it sent it to me. I'm just doing my job reporting the news. Don't you think the voters of this district have the right to know that their mayor is such a fine looking slut with a very talented mouth?"

"Don't you fucking dare," Jill hissed. "I'm most certainly not a slut. That was taken a long time ago."

"Some things never change though. "Anyway, this is newsworthy, and it'll make me rich, and it'll make you famous."

"Please don't," Jill replied in a more somber tone. "I was young and curious. I'm a much different person now."

"Well, whatever the case, I'd say you have a real talent there. The guy who sent this to me wrote that you gave him the best blowjob he had ever gotten in his life."

"I want you to know, that if you plan on blackmailing me, you're sadly mistaken about who I am," Jill said with as much force as she could muster. "I've got a lot of connections in...."

She immediately cut her off mid-sentence. "I highly doubt that you'll do anything Ms. Wilson. I've read a lot about you and you're about as ambitious as they come. You aren't about to throw away your political career or your hard earned reputation on account of an old video clip are you?"

"What do you want?" Jill asked bluntly.

"I'm actually very impressed to find out that my soon-to-be mayor has such an extraordinary talent when it comes to fellatio."

"What do you want?" Jill asked again. "Money? A job recommendation? Let's get to the point here. You obviously want something and I'm a very busy woman. Tell me how we can resolve this."

"I don't need your money. My father has plenty of that. But I've always wondered what it would be like to bring a powerful woman down on her knees. That's been a fantasy of mine since I realized I had a thing for women."

"You bitch. Just because you..."

"Now that wasn't a very lady-like response Ms. Wilson," Sarah stated in a condescending tone. "Aren't you supposed to be a role model for women everywhere? Wasn't that a major theme of your campaign? Women don't call each other bitches."

"I'll gladly make an exception in your case."

"Oh well, maybe I am a bitch. Do you know what you are, though? You're a fraud. All that talk about family values and equality, turns out, you're a cock sucking whore."

Jill tried to sound brave in the face of defeat. "I...I'm not a fraud. I truly believe everything I've said during the campaign, and I still believe that I'm a strong representation of those values. And if you think you're going to blackmail me, then you can rest assured that I won't stand for it. You're nothing but an obnoxious little brat and I'm going to make sure that you'll pay for this."

"Calm down Ms. Wilson. I'm so used seeing vile things going inside of your mouth, not the other way around. So if you keep this up, this video clip of you in your college days will be uploaded to the web so that the entire porn loving world will be introduced to that extraordinary oral talent you have. Plus I'm positive that a sex tape of an attractive mayor-elect would make national headlines."

Jill paused for a long moment before everything finally sunk in. There was no way to fight this. This blogger had all the power and held all the cards. Jill felt as though she had been punched in the gut, then slapped in the face. Anything was better than having that video released, she realized. There was no other choice but to obey.

"I can't believe this is happening to me. I've worked so hard all my life...I'm a good person..."

Sarah patted her on the shoulder, "I'm sure you are. We all make mistakes in life. Luckily, I'm a reasonable person. So how about a fair trade? Your actions in exchange for the video. I'll promise that this will remain our secret forever."

"Tell me already."

"You have a formal event coming up soon right? The prestigious kind, for all your staff, other local politicians, and a bunch of obnoxious rich people."

Jill nodded, not liking where this was headed.

"That sounds like so much fun," Sarah grinned. "I once attended a Christmas party at my father's work, and it was a blast. I found myself becoming attracted to one of the analysts there who dressed up in a hot little Mrs. Santa outfit. She wore a short red skirt and she was flirting with one of the young lawyers all night. I followed them when they snuck off and I'll never forget the feeling I had when I found out that she was pantyless the entire time. That little slut lifted her skirt and he ate her out. Then she got down on her knees with her little Santa hat on and started to...."

"I get the picture," the politician inserted. "What's your point?"

"The point is that I think you would look absolutely superb in a sexy outfit. Of course, nothing too drastic. After all, I'm not looking to ruin your reputation or anything. God knows that I'm a reasonable person."

"Seems that way alright," Jill said sarcastically.

"Watch it. Or else I'll have you parading around naked."

"What do you want, then?" Jill sighed.

"Wear a sleek black dress, low cut. Boots. And best of all, no panties. Wouldn't that be exciting?"

"You're out of your mind. There's no way in hell I would ever do something like that for you. I'm going to..."

Sara reached back inside her pocket at pulled out her phone again and hit play. The video continued playing and it showed a particularly naughty scene with Jill's young mouth wide open as an unidentified young man jerked himself off onto her tongue while she swallowed.

"Fine," Jill muttered in a deflated voice. "Put that away. I'll do it."

A huge grin formed on Sarah's face. "Excellent. I knew you're a smart woman. And trust me; you're doing the right thing here. This will all be over soon."

"Just this, and we're done. That's the deal."

"Well, we're on the right track. I never said this was the only thing."

Jill clenched her fist and tightened her jaw. "You've got to be kidding."

"I'm afraid not. And watch your tone Ms. Mayor. It's unbecoming of you to speak to another woman like that. We'll keep in touch. Great party by the way; I'm having a great time."

With that, Sarah blew the mayor a kiss and went back to mingling with the other guests while Jill fumed privately.

***

A few days had passed and Jill stood in front of the mirror to try on her outfit she had her assistant pick up for her. The big party was a few hours away and she was more nervous now than she was during election night or for the debates.

She put the final touches on her wardrobe. Her assistant did a great job purchasing an outfit which looked sexy, yet classy, and didn't show too much skin. After all, she was pantyless underneath. The only bright spot, she thought, was that at least she might be able to bump up her approval rating and soften her image by being seen in a light-hearted outfit. The biggest criticism of her was that she could be rigid at times.

"You look great mom," her son said, standing in the hallway.

Jill was slightly taken aback by her son briefly checking out her exposed calves and feet.

"Thanks Tyler," she replied, acting as if she didn't notice his wandering eyes. "After my first campaign I wanted to do something a little more festive for a change. I'm glad you like it."

"And I'm sure people wouldn't mind seeing you like that. You look kinda hot in that outfit mom," he smiled.

"Oh cut it out. I'm your mother."

"Seriously. It beats looking so stiff and nervous like you normally do in those suits you've been wearing lately. I'm sure people could relate to you more this way."

She shrugged. "Well, I guess you're right about that. It's getting old hearing all the pundits and reporters talk about how I'm so uptight, like I can't relate to people. Maybe it's time for a little change."

Jill once again noticed her son checking out her figure. Sure, it had happened a few times in the past. What mother hadn't had this issue with a grown up son at some point? This was different. It lingered on for a little too long. It was the power of a sexy black dress, she thought. And it was also kind of flattering to her that even her own son couldn't resist her physical appeal, which she had worked so hard to keep hidden.

"Looking at something?" she asked.

His eyes shot back to his mother's face. "Uh...no. It's just...you look so different I can hardly recognize you."

"Why? You didn't realize that I had legs?"

She jokingly pulled the front part of her skirt slightly up and stuck out her leg to expose her thigh. Then she instantly realized that she wasn't wearing any panties, and pulled her skirt back down immediately, praying that he hadn't noticed or seen her cunt by accident.

"Okay, now you're starting to make me uncomfortable here," he joked.

"You're the one looking," she quipped. "Come on, the event starts in an hour, we better get going."

"Great idea. And by the way, you really do have great legs mom."

Tyler smiled and walked away after having given the last word. Jill felt a strange sensation between her thighs as the taboo feeling of her son checking out her figure began to sink in. It was an unusual thrill for such a prim & proper woman.

'If he only knew what's under my skirt,' she thought to herself.

***

The party was as expected. Everyone in the room applauded when she stepped through the door, and everyone had a great time. She loved walking around the room and shaking everybody's hand. Seeing the smiles and adoration of her supporters was a culmination of everything she had worked for all her life. Her dreams and political aspirations were coming true.

She was so caught up in the moment that she almost forgot that she was bare bottomed underneath her sleek dress. She tried ignoring it, but that was impossible. Her butt rubbed up against her dress when she walked, without the cover that panties provided. She found herself wondering if anyone in the room had noticed that there weren't any panty lines on her dress. After all, there was no doubt that guys were checking her out. She had noticed the glances she was getting. All it would take were a keen pair of sharp eyes for anyone to notice her pantyless secret. In a way, it was kind of an unexpected thrill.

The joyous moment of the political event came to an abrupt halt, for her, when she saw Sarah approaching her. Jill forced a smile on her face and pretended to remain happy.

"You're looking festive today," Sarah stated sarcastically, with her fingertips rubbing Jill's shoulder. "I sure hope a picture of you dressed up like this makes the front page of our local newspaper. The people would love to see how stylish their new mayor is."

Jill continued her forced smile, "Thanks. I try my best to be stylish whenever possible."

"Really? I didn't realize that walking around a family-oriented party with no panties was in style. I guess I have some catching up to do with all the latest fashion trends."

"You've got what you wanted," Jill replied with annoyance. "I did what you asked. Now I expect you to live up to your end of the deal so we can both go back to our lives."

"I don't know if you've noticed this or not, but your son really does have a wandering eye. I've seen him checking out some of the more mature women in the crowd. And believe it or not, I've seen him glance in your direction a few times, especially at your marvelously sculpted legs."

"Leave him out of this!" Jill snapped. "We had a deal remember?"

Sarah nodded, "And I fully intend to honor it. But why not have a little more fun first? I'm sure your son would be up for it."

It was a comment which made Jill gasp in horror. How dare that bitch make such a statement, and at her official party of all places. The mere thought of being blackmailed to do anything remotely sexual with her son was such a jarring thought beyond comprehension that Jill wondered how Sarah could possibly stoop so low.

"If you're implying what I think you are, then you some serious issues that you need to deal with," Jill said in a disgusted tone.

"And what exactly do you think I'm implying?"

"You obviously want me to flash him."

Sarah laughed, "Oh gosh no. That would be far too tame for a woman of your sexual abilities. I want you to go a couple of steps further than that. You know, tease him a little, play with him, give him what he so obviously wants."

The politician froze in her tracks. She was completely caught off guard by those words. She felt appalled that another woman could ever make such a request to her face. And she was just as shocked that those strange feelings she felt when she caught her son looking at her legs had returned.

If Jill was honest with herself, it was a slightly arousing fantasy. But it was just that, a fantasy. Nothing more. It was certainly nothing that she was ever meant to experience. It was far too shocking to even think about.

A whirlwind of thoughts swirled through her head; How could she ask me that? Is she serious? Is it worth it? Could I actually go through with it?

"I...I don't know what to say," Jill responded with a trembling voice. "You've got to be joking. I mean, he's my son."

"I'm absolutely serious. Are you telling me that a warm-blooded woman with a healthy libido such as yourself has never thought about mother/son incest? It's a growing fantasy and it's becoming much more acknowledged thanks to the internet. Your son is a handsome guy and I'm almost certain it's crossed your mind at some point while living with him."

Jill wanted to flat out deny it, but the feelings she had a short time ago prevented her from doing so. Even worse, that bitch Sarah was able to read her expressions and figure it out immediately.

"Holy shit," Sarah grinned nastily. "You have thought of this before, haven't you? Oh my, you're even sexier than I imagined. Good for you. I'm so glad that I voted for you."

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"I don't? So you've never had these feelings before?"

"I...I'm not that kind of woman," the politician stammered. "I'm a respectable person. I'm a good mother. I could never do such a thing."

"You're a secret slut Ms. Wilson," Sarah confidently stated. "That's what you are. You're an overachieving cunt who tries so hard to act perfect and you've managed to suppress your sexual needs for all these years so that voters would actually believe that you're so proper, but you're not proper. You're still that same whore from your college days. I'm sure your son would love to help you rediscover that side of you."

Hearing those words lit a fire between her legs. Deep down she knew that Sarah was right. She knew that she had suppressed her sexuality for the sake of appearing as 'the perfect woman' in preparation for a political career. And she knew that she couldn't suppress it any longer.

"If I do this, do you promise that this will be over? No more threats. No more of this blackmail. I want this to be done after today. Completely done. Okay? I need a guarantee from you."

Sarah flashed a large smile, "I promise to destroy whatever evidence I have of your slutty college past, or hand them over to you- whatever you want. Just do as I say."

The politician stared at the young blogger for a moment. "I'll do it. As long as you make sure no one ever sees that tape, I'll do what you ask. But this is the last straw."

"You're making a wise decision Ms. Wilson. I'm sure you'll even enjoy it. There's something about a mother and son giving in to their sexual urges for each other that drives me wild. It's the ultimate taboo and an unbelievable sensation."

"Is that what this is about? A sick and twisted way for you to finally witness your incestuous fantasy?"

Sarah shamelessly nodded. "It is. I love taboos. I love reading about incest experiences, real or not. And I've always wanted to see it happen, especially from a beautiful mother who has no choice but to please her horny son's hard cock."

"My goodness..."

"And I also love reversal of power. I used to fantasize about bringing down powerful business women in the sexual sense- making them mine and degrading them for a while. A politician is a step above a business woman or a lawyer in my book. Combined with the whole incest thing, it's a very potent sexual combination, so I hope you aren't taking this too personally Ms. Wilson."

"Well it's a little late for that," Jill replied with contempt in her voice. It's hard not taking this personally when you're making me show up to an event like this without any panties on, and forcing me to do things with my son under the threat of blackmail."

"You'll get over it. In the meantime, I want you to do exactly as I say and this will all be over..."

The young blogger leaned forward and whispered something in the politician's ear, and the politician's eyes widened as she was told of her task. It felt like a punch in the guy, a slap in the face, but it was only words. Words which left Jill nearly shaken to the core.

"That...That's too far," Jill stammered. "He's my son. I gave birth to him."

"I don't think he would mind that at all Ms. Wilson. Your son looks like a healthy young man with a strong libido."

"He'll never do it, even if I wanted him to. This will never work."

Sarah raised an eyebrow and flashed a sly grin. "He wouldn't? What makes you so sure about that?"

"Tyler isn't like that. He's an honor student and he always stays out of trouble," the politician replied.

"He also has a penis doesn't he? I'll tell you what, if you're so sure that your son doesn't want to fuck you, then why not raise the stakes?"

"I'm listening."

Sarah smiled, "Offer yourself to him, if he declines, then that would be the end of it. You'll never see me again, and I'll make sure that my dad gives you favorable press coverage throughout your tenure as our mayor, and even after that if you decide to run for governor."

"And if he accepts? What then?"

"If he accepts, then I guess you'll just have to go through with this and be his slut for a while. Then this will be over for you. It's a simple proposition."

Jill shook her head, "Please, let me pay you instead. Cash. No one will ever know."

"Don't belittle yourself with your pleadings Mayor. Like I said, I don't need the money. And in this situation, I don't want it either. What I want is Tyler's hard cock in your mouth. That's the arrangement."

Hearing those words nearly made Jill want to cry. But she had to remain strong and look confident since she was at a formal event.

As much as it pained her, Jill felt that same sensation between her legs that she felt earlier. The thought of physically being sexual with her own son was the ultimate taboo- and strangest of all, it might actually become a reality.

Jill took a deep breath. "If this is what it takes to preserve my political career and reputation, then so be it. Just make sure you follow through with your word."

"I'm always good for my word. Let's shake on it."

The women shook hands and Jill couldn't help but feel that she was making a deal with the devil. It also made her heart race and her pussy have a strange tingly feeling.

***

A while later, Jill asked her son to follow her to a private conference room in the building. Her phone was left on in her open purse so that Sarah could hear every word spoken.

"So what do you think of my outfit," Jill asked after mustering all of her strength.

"It looks great on you," he replied. "Are you feeling insecure or something? Trust me; every guy in the room is checking you out."

"It seems that way. You've been gawking at me all morning in front of everyone."

Tyler blushed, "Oh, sorry mom. I wasn't trying to be rude or anything."

"I know you weren't," she replied. "But I don't want to give anyone the wrong impression. In this day and age, people might think there's something going on between us."

"Seriously? Everyone in this room knows I'm your son."

Jill nodded. "Are you saying that you've never thought of me in that way before? I saw how you looked at me when we were at home earlier today. You were practically undressing me with your eyes while we were in my bedroom. People aren't ignorant to these sorts of things anymore."

"Okay...I may have had dirty thoughts about you," he confessed. "But that's only because my friends wouldn't stop teasing me about how hot they think you are. They always rub it in my face whenever they come over, and one of them even talks about how he spies on his own mother and that she's okay with it."

Jill's head began to spin and there were a bunch of questions she wanted to asked, like which one of the boys had a mother who was okay with a peeping son? Jill knew all of their mothers from PTA meetings from when they were in high school, and the thought that one of them was okay with a peeping son was particularly troublesome to her.

She shook her head and carried on. "Look, I'm not mad at you or anything. I just want a little honesty about this."

"Well, your party is one heck of a place to talk about this. I mean, jeez, this is humiliating mom."

If you only knew... She thought to herself. If anyone was humiliated by this, it was Jill. This was, by far, the most humiliating thing she ever had to do in her life.

"Believe me, I don't want to have this conversation anymore than you do," she replied.

"Then why here? Why now?"

She couldn't think of a clear answer for that right away. She couldn't just tell her son that her college days were filled with being a cock sucking slut, and that she was being blackmailed for it by an uppity brat.

"Please don't argue with me, but there's something that I need to ask you, and it's been bothering me all morning. I want you to be 100% honest with me about it too."

"Sure," he replied with a puzzled look on his face. "Anything mom."

Jill took a deep breath. "What would you say if I offered myself to you? I mean that in a sexual way. What would your response to that be?"

Tyler's eyes lit up and he was clearly as dumbfounded as Jill was when Sarah first made the incestuous demand. On the one hand, Jill wished with all of her heart that Tyler would do the right thing and immediately refuse the offer. But on the other hand, the tingling sensation between her legs and the devious thoughts in the back of her mind wanted otherwise. The prospect of being a slut for her son was turning her on in ways she had never imagined, and she was ashamed to admit that to herself.

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Let's just say that I want to get this out of your system once and for all," she replied. "After this we can move on. You won't have to be curious anymore, and you won't have to spy on me anymore."

Tyler continued thinking, and Jill continued feeling torn about what she wanted his answer to be.

"What if I say no?"

"If you say no, then that's it. That would be the end of it. We'll go back to the party and the air would be cleared between us. It'll be like none of this ever happened."

"And if I say yes? What happens then?"

Jill took another deep breath. "Well, before we leave this room to join everyone for lunch, I would do whatever necessary in order to get this behind us. As long as it's a reasonable request, I'll give it a shot."

Her mind raced as soon as those words left her mouth: Please say no...Please say no...Please say no...

"What if I asked you to undress for me?" he asked nervously. "Would you do it? I mean...umm...since you're offering this of course. I would never have asked otherwise."

The feeling between her legs intensified from her son's inquiry towards her willingness. How could he even ask such a thing?

"I'm not wearing any panties underneath this skirt," she blurted without thinking.

His eyes widened. "You aren't? That's a little risky for an event like this, don't you think?"

Jill paused as she regretted her words. "I know Tyler. I know. Maybe I wasn't in the mood to wear any today. I guess I was more in the mood to be a little more liberated with myself."

"Can I see it?" he asked with a shy voice.

Her heart rate skyrocketed from those very words and she found herself totally unprepared for this. Jill's maternal side wanted to scold him and yell at him, and tell him to never speak to her like that again. But her repressed sexual side said otherwise. Besides, she made a deal with that bitch Sarah in order to keep her political ambitions and personal life from crashing down with the release of a sex tape.

With her phone still on in her purse, with Sarah listening, this was finally her chance to bring closure to the dreaded blackmail that was being committed against her.

A deal was a deal. And Jill had made a deal with both Sarah and Tyler. She slowly and hesitantly lifted the front part of her lower dress and exposed her thighs, crotch, and bare vagina to her son.

"What do you think?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

It made her feel so dirty to be exposing herself to Tyler like this. It was something he never should be seeing, yet here she was, opening herself to him and providing him a clear view of her womanhood.

"I...I can't believe you just did that," he stammered, staring at her cunt.

She took a deep breath, "Do you like it?"

"I...I do. Can I touch it?" he asked.

"There's no harm in that. Come here, give me your hand."

Tyler took a step forward to his mother, and she held his hand and brought it down to her privates. He touched her flesh intimately for the first time in his life. It wasn't the first vagina he had ever touched, but it was his mother's. His fingers traced across her labia and she became even more aroused.

"Thank you for this," he said. "I don't know what to say. This is better than I had ever imagined it would be?"

She raised her eyebrow, "So you've thought about doing this before? You've thought about touching my pussy?"

"...yes..." he said in a small voice. "I have."

"As your mother, it makes me curious as to what other dirty thoughts you've had about me. And be honest, or else this will be over and you'll never have another chance again."

"...I...I've thought about you using your mouth on me..."

Her vagina moistened at those very words and she knew Tyler could feel it, since his fingers went inside of her.

"Is that the type of woman you think I am?" she asked.

"No. Of course not. That's not what I'm saying...It's...It's just a crazy fantasy of mine. That's not how I think of you in real life."

She held his hand tighter as he fingered her. "Can I tell you a secret?"

"Anything mom."

"I haven't always been as prim & proper as I am now. The media hasn't found this out yet, but I do have a past. I've been with quite a few men when I was younger, and a lot of that includes oral sex. So, is this something you would be interested in experiencing? Just this once..."

Jill regretted that statement the moment those words came out of her mouth. If she wasn't at the point of no return already, she was now. She was ready to become her son's slut. She was ready to use her mouth on him and display of all of her secret oral talents.

"Yes...I would be interested..." he meekly replied.

For that moment in time, Jill felt possessed and dropped down to her knees. A surge of sexual energy came over her and she undid her son's pants as if she was on autopilot. Like her fingers had been possessed and all her body could do was provide pleasure.

'I can't believe I'm doing this,' she thought to herself. It didn't take long for her to unzip him and hold his growing cock in her hands. Her eyes examining the cock the same way a doctor would for a patient. Except she wasn't a doctor, she was a mother, and this guy was her own son. She held the cock and stroked it for a while before taking it inside of her mouth.

"Oh god..." he gasped loudly.

Hearing him moan only added to her arousal. Tyler was rock hard the moment he slid in her mouth, and Jill put forth her best effort to suck and bob her head to the best of her ability. She became soaking wet as she gave her son the best blowjob he had ever had in his entire life. The room became filled with the unmistakable sounds of sucking and slurping from a woman with a passion for performing fellatio. She made sure to do it extra loud and sloppy so that bitch Sarah could listen over the phone, so that there could be no doubt that this was actually happening and the blackmail would be over.

She had let all her inhibitions go, and in that moment, the blackmail was the furthest thing from her mind. Her desires had taken hold of her, plus the fact that she was doing something so inappropriate at her official party. God, she was the newly elected mayor, if anyone knew, her life would be ruined. All she knew was that she wanted to satisfy both her son, and herself, by sucking his cock.

"Mom...wait...wait..." he moaned.

"What is it?" she asked, spitting out his cock and holding it in her hand.

"Is this really the only time we'll be doing this? We won't be doing this again?"

She shook her head. "This is the only time. We can't continue this, it isn't right. I hope you understand."

"Then can I fuck you?" he asked bluntly, yet with a shy tone. "You said you'll do whatever it takes and that you're offering yourself to me. If this is our only chance, then I want to have sex with you."

Her heart nearly skipped a beat at the idea of actually fucking her own son. At most, she assumed that she just be giving him a blowjob, and that would be the end of it. Oral sex was something she could handle with him, but actually taking his cock inside of her? That was a whole new level of taboo, and she wasn't sure if she was ready for it.

"Is this something you've always wanted?" she asked, fearing the answer.

Tyler suddenly looked bashful. "I think this is what most guys my age want. Honestly, you're really hot. Plus the whole 'mom' thing kind of adds to it, you know, the whole fantasy thing."

It was a hard truth for Jill to accept. As it turned out, Sarah was right about this. But there wasn't much time to reflect on the matter, after all, time was of the essence. This was a conversation Jill needed to have another time with her son. She was determined to probe his mind later. For now, all she needed to do was get her son off. She needed to make him cum. And she had to do that by fucking him. The very thought of it made her pussy clench.

"Tyler...I...I can't. I don't have any birth control and I'm not on the pill. I don't want to get pregnant, especially not with my son's baby."

He persisted, "Then how about anal? I've done it a few times with other girls and they all say they've enjoyed it. I know how to do it so that it isn't painful. Please?"

As if this day couldn't get any worse. Now he wanted anal? That was something which Jill had mixed emotions about for any of her past lovers. She wanted to refuse, but she knew what she offered him, and she knew what she agreed to with Sarah, and that Sarah was voyeuristically listening. There was no other choice. All she could do was pray that her son was good at this, and hopefully he would be gentle with her sensitive little hole.

Jill stood back up. "Fine. But be gentle, and go slow."

Before Jill could turn around, her son reached out with both hands and groped her breasts through her sleek dress. She felt a little degraded, but it wasn't nearly as bad as what she had already been doing with him.

"Can I see them?" he asked.

"It seems like you don't need my permission anymore to touch me like this. Go ahead, pull my dress down and lift my bra."

Tyler pulled the top of his mother's dress down and lifted her bra to expose her average sized breasts, which sagged at the right amount for her age. Her brown nipples were large and protruding from her arousal.

"I want you naked. Can I see you strip down?" he asked.

Jill didn't bother to reply. That would only take up unnecessary time. She sloppily tossed her outfit to the floor, leaving her in just her shoes and jewelry. She posed for a moment to let her son take in the sight of his nude mother before remembering that there were guests at her party who may have been looking for her at that point. She refused to waste any more time and walked over to the table, placed her palms down, and spread her legs so that her son could have his way with her body.

"Don't take too long," she said, acting as if he was the only one getting pleasure, when in fact they were both getting something out of this.

He got behind his mother and spread her butt cheeks apart, touching the tip of his hard cock against the outer ring of her anus. Jill winced as she knew what was coming her way. He then used his fingers to gently spread her asshole open to let the head of his cock inside. Jill gasped.

"Oh...that's it...go slow..." she told him.

Once the head of his cock was in, Tim held on to his mother's hips and slowly pushed his shaft inside the tight grip of her rectum. She continued wincing and gasping as her most intimate of areas was being violated.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"I'm okay. Just make this quick..."

Tim went to work once her anus started to loosen. His mother's saliva from the previous cock sucking was all he needed to ensure that her asshole had enough lube and wetness so that he could go harder. Once they both became comfortable, he began to fulfill his incestuous dream of fucking his own mother.

The pleasure for both of them was intense. For Tyler, it was the chance to screw his own mom, as well the incredible feeling of her tight rectum around his hard cock. For Jill, it was the pain of accommodating something so big inside of her small hole, as well the idea of her own son taking sexual control over her body, while her blackmailer listened to it. She moaned and screamed. She didn't care how loud she was, because they were in a closed room and there was nobody around to hear it except for Sarah.

"Oh fuck," he groaned, pumping his hips. "I'm close."

This made Jill happy. As erotic, taboo, and arousing as this was, she was a busy woman and she had a party to attend. Her heart was pounding and her pussy was drenched. She considered reneging on her promise that this would be the only time they would ever do something. Maybe they'd do it again in the future? Only under the right circumstances though. This can't become a regular thing. But doing this once and awhile can't be so bad, can it?

Continuing this with her son was something she'd have to consider at another time. Now what she needed was her son to cum as quickly as possible, so she gave him the necessary encouragement.

"Cum inside me already," she hissed, as she was getting pounded from behind. "That's it. Release your pent up frustrations in my ass. Listen to your mother. Cum inside my hole. Fill my ass with your cum so I can go speak to my staff and other politicians at this party with your cum inside me. Would you like that? I want you to cum. Go on. Do it already."

Those words pushed all the right buttons inside Tyler, and after several long and fulfilling minutes of the unholy coupling of mother/son sex, he finally declared that he was on the verge of a powerful orgasm before filling the deep end of his mother's rectum with his cum.

It shot out, spurt after spurt, inside of Jill's ass. His cries were loud and obscene. His thrusts became frenzied until his cum was unloaded, then he pulled out and whimpered.

When it was done, they were both left slightly sweaty, still reeling from the incestuous fucking they had just committed. Jill turned around and saw her son dazed with his wet cock flaccid. She instinctively licked her lips at the sight of her son writhing with pleasure. God, she was so fucking aroused. But she was a busy woman, and with her, business always came first.She picked up her clothes off the floor and quickly dressed, then fixed herself so that there weren't any wrinkles. Then she gave Tyler an unexpected kiss on the lips while he was getting dressed, leaving him dumbfounded with more pleasure.

"We'll continue this conversation at home," she said. "Until then, return to the party and act natural, okay?"

He nodded like a good puppy. "Yes, mom. Whatever you say."

She gave him another kiss on the lips. "Thanks. You're the best."

***

No less than a minute after Jill left the private room, she thought about all she had done to preserve her political career. It was worth it, she thought. She went down the hall to another private room, where Sarah would be waiting.

When she entered the room, sure enough, there was Sarah, who looked like she had just finished a private masturbation session with an 'I just fucked myself' look written all over her. Sarah leaned back on the chair and her phone was still on the table, which she had used to listen to the acts of incest.

"You certainly look like you've been enjoying yourself Ms. Wilson," the young blogger stated.

"It's not like I had a choice."

"Maybe not, but admit it, you loved it. It's painfully obvious that being a slut again is what gets you going and there's absolutely nothing sluttier than fucking your own son."

"In all honesty, I've never felt so conflicted in my entire life," Jill said in a moment of candor. "A part of me is in complete agony over what I allowed myself to do with him to preserve my reputation."

"And the other part of you?" Sarah asked with genuine curiosity.

"The other part of me can't wait to go home so we can do it again. I've never felt this way before. I'm already thinking about what I want to do with him next, even though it's horrible."

"Ah, that. You were a complete slut for your son and you loved it. Just embrace the fact that he will forever cherish this, and that whenever he sees you, he'll always think of the time where he emptied his cum inside of your asshole after you sucked him off."

She rolled her eyes. "I did what you asked. Now are you going to uphold your end of the deal and destroy the evidence you have of me?"

"I'm a woman of my word."

"How do I know you aren't lying? Excuse me for thinking that you're not very trustworthy."

"I would never lie to you," Sarah said solemnly. "How could I, after you've given me something so hot to listen to? That was easily the most erotic thing I had ever heard in my life. Let me show you exactly what it meant to me..."

Sarah lifted her leg and put one foot on the conference table, which completely exposed her bare pussy. It looked soaked and still hot from a recent masturbation orgasm. She put her finger inside and more fluids gushed.

"Why are you showing this to me?"

"Isn't it obvious?" the blogger grinned. "I want you to get on your knees and lick my fingers clean. As the new mayor, you have a duty to your constituents. Oh, and don't worry, this isn't blackmail. This is a bonus."

"You're an absolute bitch."

"I know. Now get over here. If you do a good job, I might even return the favor."

By her own free will, Jill took a few steps forward and got down on her knees. Sarah held her wet fingers out and Jill licked them clean, tasting the pussy fluids.

Sarah smiled, "Good girl. I knew you were still a slut deep down. It makes me wonder what else you can do with that tongue of yours."

Jill sat helplessly as her former blackmailer spread her cunt wide open. She remained frozen as Sarah ran her fingers through her hair and attempted to pull her forward.

"I'm...I'm not gay..." the politician meekly stated, resisting the urge to eat the exposed pussy.

"You don't have to be. There's nothing wrong with experimenting right? If you could suck & fuck your own son, then this shouldn't be a problem for you. Besides, I know you're sexually curious about me. It was obvious the moment you first laid eyes on me. Now start sucking..."

She pulled the politician's head forward and Jill gave in and proceeded with her newfound oral duty. It was her first time putting her mouth against another woman's vagina, and she loved the experience. Her tongue ran up and down the labia before occasionally licking the pink flesh of Sarah's insides. And her mouth made sure to suck up all the fluids.

"Oh god..." Sarah moaned. "You're really starting to enjoy this aren't you? It seems I was right about you."

Jill stopped for a moment and looked up at the young woman. "It's not like I had a choice before. As for what I'm doing now, no one is going to find out about this. If you keep it that way, I wouldn't mind continuing doing this as long as you return the favor every now and then."

"I like what you're proposing Mayor. Believe me, there aren't many women who can eat pussy the way that I can."

Jill gave the vagina in front of her a few more kisses before stopping to stand up on her two feet. She then lifted her skirt and spread her legs.

"Show me," the politician said in a serious tone.

The End