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Subject: Incest story "Photo" Chapter 5
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Photo - Chapter V
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by Caesar
His mother barged into his room only moments after
his return home, and a few hours after the sights
he had witness and captured on film. The same
photos which were unfortunately laying upon his
bed, and haphazard disarray. Since he had run from
his neighbours house he was determined to stop his
voyeuristic explorations and destroy the photos of
his mother. Yet, even as he developed each picture
his determination was lessened, as the erotic and
clear pictures became more graphic. And after
reaching home, the house had been dark and quiet,
so thinking he was alone, had spread those same
photos upon his bed, again thinking that he should
destroy them.
She stood obviously angry and red faced, looking at
him then down at the pictures. Without a word, she
again turned white, then returned her attention to
him. It was obvious to the teen that he was in
extreme amount of trouble. He was resolved for any
punishment that his mother deemed for him, since he
"was" guilty. Rod took one last look down at the
pictures upon the bed, preparing himself for his
castigation. There was one detailed picture laying
upon the top of the pile, facing his mother, and
she had obviously saw it in all its clarity and
detail. It was of his mothers face as her body was
bent at the knee while Mrs. Wilson's hand was
between her thighs, a nipple also in the younger
woman's mouth. The picture was quiet well done,
the shiny wetness was obvious upon the intruding
hand and even upon the other exposed nipple, also
the breast was being tugged outwards by the firmly
sucking mouth.
"Give me all the photos!" His mothers voice
quivered as if she was just barely able to control
her temper.
He whispered, "The negatives are at school." In
his locker actually. Yet his mother froze, staring
at him. This was not in her plans obviously, yet
perhaps she had misunderstood his meaning. Or
rather, read something into his simple statement.
"What are you going to do with those?!" She
pointed at the bed and the sharp picture of her
illicite affair facing her. At first this confused
him, didn't she already order him to return all the
pictures. So he answered her with a shrug of his
shoulders.
Something changed in her manner and even in the
light of her face. Her eyes looked directly into
his, and a knowing smile came to her face. Her
body shifted slightly. "Well it is normal for a
young man to be interested in these matters." She
stepped forward and lifted his chin with two
fingers until his face was looking up into hers.
She smiled forcibly. "Discretion is also very
important Rod?"
Rod caught something strange in her voice. She was
talking to him as she had never before, for the
first time she was talking to him as an equal, and
this surprised the young man. Why did she not
order him to give all the photos and negatives to
her? She was his mother and he would of course do
anything she asked. Was that not the way it has
always been? And for the first time he wondered if
his mother was scared of what he had seen, more so
than the anger at his intrusion into her privacy.
"I won't tell anyone mom."
"Thank you honey." She let go of his chin and
stood a foot before him. "I think it would be a
good idea if you give me the photos and negatives
Rodney." She said it sweetly.
He didn't want too, moments before he would have
instantly followed her directives but after the
emotions and thoughts running through his head he
was wondering if he could keep them. The several
seconds of his indecisiveness caused a dramatic
mood swing to appear in his mother, for only a few
seconds. But she almost spoke when he answered
her, "I would like to keep them." He was shaking
with fear, surprised at his own words, and the
strength it took to say them.
His mothers gentle disposition returned, but her
eyes were watering up. "Perhaps we could make a
trade?" He could tell that it was something that
she did not want to say. Otherwise he knew not
what she had meant, what was she going to give him
in place of the photos, there was nothing that he
wanted more. "I'm sure there is something you
want." It wasn't a question. As she asked, her
hand lifted his and placed it upon her covered
right breast.
This was what she had meant, he was given a choice,
the photos in trade of his mothers "attentions".
After the day he had, he was surprised and excited
at the idea, though nervous at all he had witnessed
and participated in. As her hand withdrew from
his, he had a full breast still in hand. He looked
down at her body, she was dressed in a conservative
business suit, her usual clothing. She was wearing
a pearl coloured blouse and a bra underneath that
the youth could feel with his palm.
The ball was in his court, as the thought of it.
He wanted to discover more of his mothers beauty,
though any further than simply witnessing her naked
body never came to his imagination until now. Also
he didn't want to give up the sexy photos that lay
upon the bed, his proof of the enjoyment that he
had witnessed. After that last thought, he
realized that "proof" was what his mother was
worried about. The reason for all her rapidly
changing emotions. The reason that he was now
grasping her round breast in his hand. His new
"hobby" was had forced his mother to treat him as a
man and not her son.
He wanted to know what she was willing to do to get
the photos back, "What else do I get?" It was as
it sounded, selfish.
"Anything you want dear." She was now looking down
at the floor, though he realized the bulge in his
pants was obviously within her sight.
Rod slide his hand down from her breast to press
the open palm into the mound of her crotch, over
the thick woolen skirt. "What if I wanted to...",
he pressed firmly up with his hand causing his
mother to raise up momentarily upon her toes.
"...would you mother?"
Her voice quivered as she said, "Yes dear.
Anything you ask."
After she said this, he withdrew his hand then
said, "I don't want to give up the pictures mom."
Her face jerked up angrily, which gave him added
strength to continue. "Though I do want you to do
anything I want!" He added, "And I will tell no
one about this afternoon." Her anger dissipate
quickly, and she nodded.
No word was spoken yet Rod's mother descended to
her knees before the teen. Using her quivering
fingers undid the zipper of his jeans. Seconds
later, her mouth engulfed his sex. Rod gasped out
his surprise and pleasure then looked around and
found his camera. He stretched for it then pointed
it down at his mothers open-mouthed face. The
camera clicked just as she looked up into the lens,
her mouth wide with much of his cock. That was the
last and only picture that he took of his first
experience getting oral sex.
continued...
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