Natural Hormone Therapy 5 (Taboo Erotica) (NHT)

by Anya Merchant

  Ben took her hand and slid it down across his chest, stomach, to his cock. It was rock hard under her touch, and Alexa pulled her hand back a little before giving in and letting her fingers gently squeeze it through his jeans.

  “That’s me, mom,” he whispered. “I’m hard, and it’s not for the treatment. It’s… for you.”

  He felt his face heat up. He was still human. He still felt shame about the idea. But what Ben had been through that night with Alina had opened his perspective. He’d learned something important and indescribable, the strength of love, and the passion of intimacy.

  “No, Ben,” whispered his mom. “You aren’t. I’m just your mother.”

  Ben unzipped his jeans and slipped them down. He kissed her again, this time on the cheek, and followed it up immediately with a kiss on the lips. His mom didn’t reciprocate, but she let out a soft moan as he pulled away.

  “Dr. Kim tricked us,” said Ben. “But I don’t think we were ever doing anything wrong.”

  “Honey, what are you saying?”

  “Mom… It’s okay.” Ben slid his boxers down, letting his hard cock pop out into the open air. His mother’s hand wrapped around it almost immediately, as though she’d been waiting for it, eager to touch the naked skin of her son’s erection.

  “It’s not okay,” she whispered, even as she began to stroke. “Honey, you’re just confused. This is still your treatment.”

  “Dr. Kim is in jail,” said Ben. “She’s in jail. Probably for medical malpractice. Mom, how much more do you need?”

  Alexa met his eyes, and it was only then that Ben saw the heaviness in them. She blinked, a wet mist coming over her gaze, and then shut her eyes, squeezing his cock slightly as she did.

  “I can’t accept that,” she said. “It would mean… all this time… I’ve just been doing dirty things… with my son.”

  “It isn’t dirty,” said Ben. “Well… maybe a little.”

  He chuckled slightly, and was relieved to hear his mom let out a laugh of her own. He pressed in toward her, kissing her on the neck, feeling her breasts and body. Alexa didn’t stop him when he reached for the hem of her sweater and pulled it up and over her head. She had on a white tank top underneath, the straps of her pink bra poking out along the shoulders.

  “Ben, if everything you say turns out to be true, then we have to stop.” Alexa met her son’s eyes, a serious expression on her face.

  “Do we?” asked Ben. “Do you really want to?”

  He pressed against her, kissing her softly on the lips. His mom let out a soft moan and didn’t stop him as he pushed her back onto the bed. Ben felt his slow movements building into something faster and stronger. She was underneath him, and they were finally being honest with each other. And his cock was out, hard and eager between her thighs.

  “Ben…” his mom said. “No, we can’t.”

  Even as she said the words, Alexa had started to wiggle out of her jeans. She was wearing a pair of black and pink panties, and it looked phenomenally cute in combination with her tank top. Her breasts were big and outlined perfectly by the fabric. It was hotter than if she’d been naked, almost.

  “We could have our own therapy,” said Ben. “Maybe… we can take it, and make it our own.”

  “Sweetie, this is so wrong,” said Alexa. “You’re talking about, well, you’re my son!”

  “And you’re my mom,” whispered Ben. “And maybe… you could use some of the therapy, too.”

  He ran a hand across the fabric of her panties. Alexa let out a soft moan and arched her back against the mattress. Ben pulled off his t-shirt and lay beside her, kissing her neck and running his hand across her body.

  “We can still pull back from this,” said Alexa.

  “We don’t have to.” Ben let his fingers run over her panties again, and his mom let out a gasp. Her fingers squeezed into the bed. She didn’t stop him.

  Ben kept at it for a few more seconds, teasing her through her panties. Then, he took a single finger and ran it across the waistband of her underwear. Only then did he let his hand slide under, gliding down to lips of his mother’s pussy. She was wet, ready for him in body, if not in mind.

  “Oh god!” Alexa’s breathing was quick and pleasured. “Oh god, honey!”

  Ben slipped a finger into her and almost immediately Alexa began to shake with pleasure. It reminded him of the first time she’d touched him, her motherly hand having such a hot, taboo effect on his cock that he’d only lasted for seconds before blowing his load.

  “This is… oh honey,” whispered Alexa. “What have you done?”

  Ben barely heard her words. He was pulling her panties down, and her tank top up. Alexa stopped him as he reached for her bra, but he was already between her legs, his cock brushing against her hot, wet cunt. She was so ready for him, and when Ben let the head of his erection push into her opening, it slid it with minimal resistance.

  “Mom…” said Ben, feeling insane pleasure wave over him. “Mom!”

  Alexa let out a sharp cry of pleasure along with him as more of his hard cock slid into her. She kissed him deeply, and her legs wrapped around him, and then unwrapped, as though she was still caught on her internal conflict.

  Ben got in a single thrust, and then his mother pushed him off her roughly. He opened his mouth to protest, but before he could, she’d wrapped her lips around his tool and started sucking.

  “Oh… jesus… Mom!” Ben leaned his head back against the pillow. She was sucking his cock, for real. It wasn’t mechanical and regular, like the blowjobs she’d given him for his treatment. Alexa was licking, sucking, rubbing her lips, doing everything in a sexual, erotic way.

  He stared down at her, watching her bra clad breasts bouncing up and down. He needed to see them, right then and there. Ben reached his hand out to undo the clasp, but Alexa swatted it away as soon as his fingers made contact.

  He started to try again, but Alexa pushed forward. He felt her take all of his cock into her mouth, the tip of it pushing into her tight throat. She held herself there for a split second and then pulled back, letting out a small, controlled gagging noise.

  Alexa bounced her lips up and down rhythmically, turning her face as she did and adding a spiraling motion to it. Ben was moaning, groaning, making noises of pleasure that felt pulled out of him. She was incredible at sucking cock. They had the entire night together, the two of them, alone in the lover’s suite.

  “Mom…” he whispered. “I love you so much.”

  She flicked her eyes up at him, and he could tell how much the comment had meant to her. She pulled her mouth back and kissed the tip of his cock, the same type of kiss she used to plant on his forehead.

  “I love you too, sweetie,” she whispered.

  Her mouth returned to the job. Ben was at his limit. He tapped her on the back of her head, and Alexa prepared herself. As he blew his load, she kept her lips right where they were, sucking down every drop of his cum. The pleasure was more than sexual. Ben felt loved, by a lover and a mother.

  CHAPTER 11

  Ben lay on the bed for several minutes with his mom’s body against him. Alexa was the one who moved first, rising and walking across the room and into the bathroom.

  It had been a long day, and Ben was tired. He was dimly aware of the sound of running water for several minutes, but it faded into background white noise.

  “Honey?” called Alexa. “Can you come in here?”

  Ben yawned and pulled himself up from the bed. He put his boxers on, feeling suddenly ashamed of himself for having been naked around his mother. Alexa had left the door to the bathroom open a crack, and all it needed was a small push to swing free.

  Alexa had filled the hot tub with bubbly, steamy water and was mostly submerged in it. She was naked, and Ben felt his jaw drop open. The bubbles and steam hid most of the details, but his mind had more than enough to work with to get him excited.

  “Mom…” he said, abruptly turning away. “Sorry, I didn’t realiz
e you were so… naked.”

  Alexa laughed.

  “It’s okay,” she said. “I just wanted to talk to you. About before.”

  She was silent for a beat. Ben felt his cheeks flush as he thought about what they’d done in the bed, and more importantly, how fantastic it had felt. He’d been worked up into a frenzy, his mom and her body driving him into a state of lust over logic.

  “I’m sorry,” he said. “I… took it to far.”

  “You absolutely did,” said Alexa.

  Ben heard her shifting in the water. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and saw her breasts above the waterline, her nipples coated in a thin layer of soapy whiteness.

  “Ben…” said his mom. “I’ve thought a lot about what you said.”

  Ben frowned. He knew what was coming. Dr. Kim was in jail, the therapy between the two of them had been a sham. His mom was finally going to put a stop to it.

  “It’s okay, mom,” he said. “I understand.”

  Alexa flashed a motherly smile and nodded to the hot tub.

  “Climb in,” she said.

  “What?”

  “There’s plenty of room for both of us.” Alexa shifted, sliding one of her legs most of the way above the water and wiggling her toes. “Take your boxers off and get in this hot tub right now, Benjamin Murdock.”

  Her tone was playful, full of mock sternness and delicious flirtation. Ben grinned and pulled his boxers off. He walked over to the other side of the hot tub and started lowering himself down, trying to get underwater before his cock hardened under his mother’s gaze.

  The water was warm, and as his mom had said, there was enough room for both of them, though only barely. Alexa sat directly across from him, and Ben could feel her legs tickling the flesh along the inside of his thighs. She shifted, lowering her breasts back underwater as though rediscovering her modesty.

  “So like I was saying,” she continued. “I have been doing a lot of thinking.”

  Ben nodded.

  “Mom, you don’t have to say anything,” said Ben. “If you want this to stop, I don’t have any problem with that. I’m not an animal. I can control myself.”

  Alexa let out a small chuckle.

  “Ben,” she said. “I had my suspicions about Dr. Kim from the very beginning.”

  Ben frowned.

  “What do you mean?”

  Alexa slipped closer to him around the wall of the hot tub, moving with the grace of a mermaid. She came up so that she was in the spot directly next to him in the circular tub and set one of her hands on his chest. Ben’s cock grew the rest of the way to full hardness at her touch, so soft and sensual.

  “I did what you did,” she said. “I tried to find more information about the therapy. And I couldn’t.”

  Ben shook his head. He stared into his mom’s beautiful blue eyes. Her hair was wet and slicked to her shoulders, and her lips looked full and red from the heat of the bath.

  “Sweetie, all I cared about was that it was helping you,” she said, in a soft voice. “Of course, I pushed a lot of… unpleasant realities, out of my head. I tried not to dwell on the fact that you were my son, but I was doing it because you were my son. Does that make any sense to you?”

  Ben chuckled.

  “Not really,” he said. “But maybe you could…”

  He trailed off as his mom’s hand slipped lower, finding his hard tool and slowly starting to stroke. Ben let out a soft, pleasure gasp and sank deeper into the tub. Alexa held him where he was by his cock, her face still thoughtful.

  “I love you,” she said. “And I would do anything I could to give you an advantage over the world.”

  “I know you would,” said Ben.

  “Even if other people think it’s wrong,” said Alexa.

  “Mom, I know.”

  “It’s never been about me,” she said, frowning.

  Ben felt her grip on his cock tighten slightly, and something clicked in his head.

  “Mom,” he said. “I love you, too.”

  Alexa gave him an odd look, but before he could say anything, he planted a quick kiss on her lips.

  “I love you, and I want you to get something out of the therapy, too,” he said. “Even if it’s a sham, it was working for me. It could work for both of us. We could… enjoy the pleasure of it, together.”

  He kissed his mom’s neck and felt her shudder.

  “That’s not…” Alexa bit her lip. “That wasn’t what I was getting at.”

  “It’s what I want to get at.” Ben shifted in the tub, sliding his mother’s legs apart and positioning himself in between them. The angle was odd, but he still managed to slide the head of his cock up her pussy lips. She arched her back slightly, pushing her nipples above the water line, both of them perfect pink nubs.

  “Oh, Ben,” whispered Alexa.

  “If the therapy was working for us,” he whispered. “Maybe this will work even better.”

  “Honey, this would be…” She opened her eyes, meeting his gaze directly. “People have a word for a mother and a son… doing that.”

  “Doing this?” Ben pushed forward, sliding his cock into her. He and his mom let out matching moans as the moment became one of pure, illicit pleasure.

  “Oh god,” whispered Alexa.

  “If it feels good,” said Ben. “And if we both love each other, what’s the-“

  A knock came from the hotel’s door, and Ben almost jumped out of the tub in surprise. Alexa smiled and stood up, facing away from him, to his disappointment. She grabbed a white cotton bathrobe that had been set to one side and pulled it on.

  “That’s room service,” she said. “Sorry, I forgot that I ordered it.”

  Alexa made her way across the room, leaving the bathroom door open as she made her way over to the entrance. She opened the door, and Ben saw a busboy push in a cart with a bottle of wine and two glasses on it.

  “Here you go, ma’am,” said the bus boy. His eyes roved over Alexa, lecherous and very open about the thoughts behind them.

  “Thank you, young man,” she said. “Have a nice night.”

  “Oh, I will now,” he said, grinning.

  The door shut and Alexa turned back toward her son.

  “Why don’t we have a glass of wine out here?” she said. “And then we can watch something on the TV, and… cuddle, together.”

  CHAPTER 12

  Ben finished drying off and took a seat next to his mother on the bed. She poured each of them a glass of wine and handed him one, keeping her robe pulled tight over her naked breasts and body.

  “Cheers,” she said, smiling as she clinked her glass against his.

  “Mom…” Ben frowned slightly, feeling odd. “Are you sure about this?”

  Alexa licked her lips and flashed a flirtatious smile.

  “You seemed pretty sure of what we were doing before,” she said.

  “I am,” he said. “I mean, I don’t think we’re doing anything wrong. I just… don’t want to put you through anything you’ll regret.”

  Alexa took a sip of her wine and shrugged.

  “Sometimes… you just have to keep moving forward,” she said. “And sometimes, that means putting your doubts aside. Trusting that things happen for a reason.”

  She reached her hand over and set it on Ben’s boxers, feeling his hard cock underneath it. Ben drank his wine slowly, his excitement building by the second.

  “Why don’t you put on something for us to watch?” asked Alexa. Ben nodded and stood up to grab the remote. There were a couple of channels outside of the hotel’s pay per view, and he settled on an old sitcom, turning the volume down far enough to keep the laugh track from being obnoxious.

  Alexa slid back on the bed, leaving a space for her son open next to her. She finished her glass of wine and patted the spot next to her. Ben downed his own wine in a single gulp and joined her, facing her on the bed, feeling her heat.

  The laugh track of the sitcom sounded in the background as he
reached his arms out, gently letting his fingers trace their way across the hem of her white cotton robe. Alexa was smiling at him, her eyes full of love, pride, and acceptance.

  She put her hands on top of his and pulled her robe open, revealing her naked breasts to Ben. He stared and felt his mouth fall open slightly. They were his mother’s breasts, large and supple, and different in an essential way from any set he’d seen before. They were supposed to be forbidden, truly off limits, and here they were, waiting for his hands to touch, or his cock to slide in between.

  “You look like you’ve never seen a naked woman before,” whispered his mom. “You’re not having second thoughts, are you?”

  Ben blinked. He answered her by pulling off his boxers and sliding in a little closer.

  “Of course not,” he said.

  “Then, don’t be shy,” whispered Alexa. “Come and see how much of your mother’s body she’ll let you play with.”

  Ben grinned. He leaned in to give her a gentle kiss, something soft and easy to start out with. The second his lips connected with hers, he felt himself melting into an embrace. Alexa’s robe fell further open and the two of them pressed against each other in a tight, erotic embrace, kissing and groping.

  Everything about how was perfect, from her breasts, to her butt, to the slight curve of her lips. Ben felt her hot skin underneath his hands. He groped at her buttocks, sliding his cock along her cunt, getting ready to go for it.

  Alexa gave him a deep kiss and pushed her breasts in his face. Ben kissed and sucked on her nipples, feeling his mother’s body shudder as his lips went to work. She reached a hand down and began stroking his cock, letting out soft, intimate moans as she did.

  “You’re so eager,” whispered Alexa. “You aren’t a virgin, are you sweetie?”

  Ben felt his face flush even though the answer was no. He shook his head. His mother rubbed herself against him, grinding her hips against his, her face brimming with sensual pride. She wanted to show off for him, he suddenly realized.

  “You and your sister,” she said. “The two of you were very… passionate, on stage.”