Six Months Later

Jennifer awoke to the sensation of a hand gently rubbing her breasts. She smiled at the sensation, blinking a few times as her eyes met Nate’s.

“Good morning,” she purred. “Where’s Becky?”

“You were sleeping so well that she decided to go ahead and go lingerie shopping without you. Don’t worry, though. I made sure she came hard before she left, and she promised to go down on you when she gets home later.”

“That sounds nice. And speaking of nice,” she added as Nate casually pinched one of her nipples, “what do you think you’re doing, young man?”

“Just showing the mother of my child a little love,” he grinned, running his hand down over her pregnant belly.

Leaning over her, Nate pressed his lips against his mother’s. Jennifer moaned into the kiss, allowing his tongue to dance with hers as his hands explored her body. One of Nate’s hands slipped down past Jennifer’s swollen belly and between her legs, which she eagerly opened, allowing him better access.

“Oh, Nate,” she groaned between kisses as Nate’s finger began stroking her clit. “That feels so good.”

Nate shifted, planting kisses up and down his mother’s neck. “If you like this,” he whispered, “just wait until I’m inside you.”

Jennifer let out a groan, and her son nipped at her neck and sped up his fingers working her clit. Soon, Jennifer was groaning loudly as Nate’s fingers moved at lightning-fast speed. “Yes!” Jennifer cried. “Oh, fuck, yes, Nate! I’m so close!”

“Do it,” Nate growled into her ear, pausing briefly to kiss his mom’s earlobe. “Come for me. Come for your son.”

Jennifer shrieked as her orgasm arrived, coursing through her like ten thousand volts of pure, lust-filled pleasure. As she thrashed in the bed, Nate’s lips traveled up to hers once more, and the two passionately made out as Jennifer shuddered and groaned into his mouth.

She was still coming down from her orgasm when she felt Nate moving on top of her. Jennifer panted, her eyes drawn to her son’s as Nate took hold of his cock and began rubbing it up and down her entrance. Pushing his tip against her soaked opening, Nate slowly pressed forward, and Jennifer let out a gasp as she felt her son slip inside her.

“Fuck,” Jennifer groaned as Nate took a couple of small strokes while just barely inside of her. “I feel like I always forget how big you are.”

Nate grinned. “Maybe you’ll remember this,” he said, pressing down and filling his mother to the brim. Jennifer groaned out, reaching up to grab at her son as he began making slow, deliberate thrusts. With each thrust, he moved a little more rapidly, picking up speed and making Jennifer groan.

It didn’t take long for Nate to begin pistoning into his mother furiously, pumping himself deep inside her with hard, fast strokes. As they fucked, Jennifer kept begging for more, telling Nate how amazing his cock felt, and crying out how bad she wanted it.

“Oh, God,” she cried, “fuck me, Nate! Fuck your mother so hard! Oh, yes! Your cock is so perfect! Fill me up, baby. Fill me up!”

Nate grunted loudly. “Oh, God! I will! I’m going to, I’m going to come!”

Nate buried himself in his mom one final time, crying out in pleasure as he erupted, firing ribbons of his seed directly into Jennifer’s pussy. Jennifer let out a groan, as she felt fuller than ever. Nate collapsed beside his mother, their lips meeting once more in a passionate kiss as his hands explored her pregnant body.

Later that morning, Jennifer prepared breakfast as Nate logged into his computer, checking up on all of his clients. As she watched her son work, she couldn’t help but smile. When Nate first suggested his business plan to her, she thought he was crazy. Sure, his checklist app was one of the best things that had ever happened to her, but still, who was going to pay over a thousand dollars for it? On top of that, Nate only wanted to market the app to the sons, brothers, and fathers of the women who needed it, not the end users themselves.

Jennifer was skeptical when Nate had initially told her about his business plan and asked her to help invest in the hardware needed to host hundreds, if not thousands, of checklist users. Undeterred, he offered to show Jennifer a video that explained how the app worked in hopes of convincing her.

When the video started, Jennifer felt immediately at ease when a screen full of the same type of colorful confetti that she’d seen a thousand times in the app started falling. As it turned out, the entire half hour of the video was nothing but the confetti falling, along with an audio track explaining how the app worked.

Jennifer was impressed that the app could use subliminal messaging to awaken its users' deepest desires. At first, she was shocked to learn that it could even bring out deeply repressed sexual desires, but the video reassured her that it would only amplify existing desires, which helped put her at ease. As soon as she realized the consequences, though, that it could lead to the men who purchased the app getting all the sex they could handle, she saw the value that Nate was describing. Men loved sex and would gladly pay a small fortune to get it, especially from the women in their family they were most attracted to.

Within weeks, Nate secured over a dozen clients. By the end of the second month, he had over a hundred. Without any advertising other than word-of-mouth, his app was exploding in popularity, so much that Jennifer pushed him to increase his pricing.

Nate managed the business for the most part, but occasionally Jennifer would help out by answering emails from satisfied clients and refreshing the testimonials page on the site where Nate sold the app. She just loved how positive all of Nate’s clients were. As she logged into the email account for the day, she wasn’t disappointed by the new messages that had come in.

“Thank you so much for this amazing app,” wrote one client. “I’d wanted my mom for years, but I never thought it would happen. Now, every time Dad works late or goes out on his Saturday morning fishing trips, Mom comes into my room and rides me like there’s no tomorrow. I especially love the way she calls herself my slutty little secret!”

“Wow!” another email began with excitement. “I read your testimonials, but I still only half expected this to actually work. Now, my older sister is my own personal cumslut. She just moved into my apartment with me, and she’s even excited for me to knock her up soon. It’s just incredible.”

“This is just unbelievable,” wrote another customer. “I bought two copies—one for my ice queen wife and one for our uptight daughter. Within days, my wife was on her knees, sucking me off, and calling me daddy. A week later, my daughter was joining in on the fun, begging me to pump her pussy full of my baby batter. A month and a half later, my daughter is pregnant, and I was able to quit my job thanks to my wife’s new career as a cam whore. Thank you!”

As Jennifer replied to each of the emails, she thought back to how everything began with Nate. It was difficult to believe that in such a short time she’d gone from thinking that she’d never find love again to realizing that the man of her dreams had been living under her roof all along. Now, she had not just her son’s love, but also her sister’s. It really was a dream come true, and she owed it all to Nate and his checklist.