The Event

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“Mark this date ladies and gentleman, Wednesday, January the fifteenth, nineteen seventy five. It’s the day the modern family dies.” The entire nation watched as the staunchly conservative republican president signed the most controversial bill into U.S. law. They watched his face turn up in disgust with each stroke of his pen and his head shake in disapproval once he closed the binder containing that law.

“Apologies for the interruption of your program…” A reporter shuffles some papers on screen. “…hot on the heels of a controversial U.S. law the Queen approves a similar law protecting families from legal troubles here in the U.K. For more on this we go to…” Before the reporter could get another word out the television was turned off and the young boy watching his cartoons was told to go play outside.

Within a week broadcasts in nations all over the world were being preempted. Announcing that they too, have joined in signing laws that would protect families from legal issues, stemming from what was being called a world wide ‘biological event’. Scientists were hard at work trying to identify the cause of the reaction, but the closest they could come to an answer was that it wasn’t man-made.

“IT’S A TRAVESTY!” Shouts the pastor of a megachurch. “YES!” The entire congregation shouts back. “A MOCKERY OF GOD’S LAWS!” He shouts while holding the bible high in the air. “Preach!” they returned. “They believe they are above god. No one is above god. You cannot pick and choose which of his laws you wish to obey. God gave us this planet and asked for only a few things in return. One of them being to behave morally and not give into to our carnal instincts.” The entire church rose to thunderous applause. “Now we all know how difficult it is to stay chaste…” There were small bouts of laughter from the audience. “…which is why I have set up a camp that will solve this problem. For a small monthly fee our ‘campers’ will be in a temptation free environment, they will give back to their community, receive education, and most importantly pay service to God!” The pastor slammed his hand on the lectern to emphasize each point and bathed in their applause.



“Mr. President.” The secret service agent said in hushed surprise. “We uh, we thought your son, might have…” Before they could finish their sentence they were cut off by the sound of what was clearly an incredible orgasm.

“I don’t think I need to tell you what’s going on in there.” The president furrowed his brow.

“No sir.” The agents began walking away.

“I trust…” He swirled the whisky in his glass. “…I can count on your discretion.”

“Of course sir.”

The president stood there, staring blankly out of the window, and before long the door creaked open.

“Oh! I uh, I didn’t know you, you were out here. I just, was, uh, just…” She trailed off not really knowing how to finish the sentence.

He took a sip of his whisky, staring at her through the reflection in the window.

“…” Her mouth opened but no words came out.

“You coming to bed soon?” He asked.

“Yes, just let me get cleaned up.”

The president winced, then downed the rest of his drink. Leaving it there as he walked to their bedroom.


“OKAY! Tell me what you’ve found.”

“Well sir, that’s difficult.”

The President put his hand up. “I don’t want to hear that, what I want to hear is that you’ve found the cause of this ‘Biological Event’ and are working on a solution.”

“Mr. President, it isn’t that easy.”

“I know damn well it isn’t easy! That’s why an entire division was set up to research this. You have had nearly 50 years! And a nearly unlimited budget. So, tell me something about the Event I didn’t know yesterday.”

“We can say for certain that it has to do with pheromones.”


“Yes sir, all living creatures emit them, some stronger than others. In this case it is overwhelmingly powerful. Causing the…um…subjects, to ignore certain…uh…moral standards they might have.”

“So, and let me see if I have this correct, you’re telling me the way people smell is causing mothers and sons to want to have sex with each other? Is that what you’re telling me?” He then stood up and in a very cartoony voice said. “Gee ma, you smell good, lets fuck.” “Okay son.”

“Sir, pheromones are very…”

“I KNOW WHAT THE FUCK PHEROMONES ARE! I’ve watched a nature documentary. I want. To know. What caused it!” Fed up with not getting any answers the President left the room.

While scientists were baffled at the cause of the Event, and politicians were frustrated they could do nothing to stop it, the rest of the world had accepted it. It was a way of life now, however it had caused strain on some families, particularly the large göztepe escort ones, and the dynamic often changed. Scientists had noted that the effects of the Event could last up to three years, there were some reports of it only lasting barely a year, and even fewer reports of it not occurring at all. Still, no conclusions could be drawn from that information.


“Thanks mom!” Adam reached around his mother and grabbed the bagel from her hand.

“Hey that’s mine!”

“Sorry, gonna be late.” However he lingered for a second before starting for the door.

“Very well.” She relented. “Hey aren’t you forgetting something?”

Adam ran back and gave her a peck on the cheek, before he ran out to catch his bus. Helen made her way to her bedroom to finish getting ready for work.

“It’s starting.” She sighed.

“Already? I don’t know why, but I thought we would be one of the lucky ones.”


“He’s not even eighteen yet.”

“I know, I know.” She shook her head trying to clear it.

“You should, maybe stay with your parents until after his birthday, it’s only a few weeks away.” He said apprehensively.

Helen nodded in agreement. “Mark, you know I…”

He wrapped her up from behind. “Shhh, baby I know. We’ll get through this.”

That night she packed up what she would need for the next few weeks, kissed her husband, daughter and son goodbye. As you would expect she spent just a few moments longer with her son, it was uncontrollable and could feel herself wanting him.

Adam could feel it as well, his heart raced with equal parts doubt and desire. The Event was something everyone was talking about at school, it was even covered in health class. Often seen as a coming of age for many, and the certain end of any school romances.

Over the next few days Mark made plans for his son’s 18th birthday, a small get together with family at a local restaurant. He also made a doctors appointment for his wife and son, separately. Lastly he made arrangements for himself.


“So, How have you been?” Helen asked her husband. While they had kept in constant communication via cell phone, it had been well over a week since she had actually seen him in person.

“Good. I’ve been keeping busy.” Mark hadn’t yet told his wife of all the plans made.

“That’s good. It’s nice to actually see you.” She beamed a smile at her husband.

“It’s great to see you too.” He reached his hand out and placed it on hers, and just before she was about to say something he began talking. “So, I’ve made you a doctor’s appointment for tomorrow, you can go on your lunch break.”

“An appointment for what?”

“A tubal.” He had a resigned look on his face. “It’s just a preliminary appointment, but you’ll set up the procedure when you’re there. Only takes about a week of recovery, so you’ll be okay, when it comes time.” Mark got a little choked up at the end of his sentence, but powered through. “I also set up an appointment for Adam, just a routine STD check, never can be too sure, right?” He shrugged his shoulders. “Oh, and I made reservations at ‘The Shack’, eight PM, June 6th, for Adam’s birthday.” At his point he could barely look his wife in her eyes. “Also, I’m gonna be staying with my parents for a bit, depending on how long this lasts.” And that was it, Mark could no longer hold back his tears, they streamed down his face.

Helen lurched forward and embraced her husband. “Mark, oh Mark.” She rubbed his back, unsure of what to say, or if there was anything that could be said.

Mark steeled himself. “I’ll be speaking to a therapist, and when this is all over I think we should go together.”

Helen nodded quite emphatically.

“One last thing. Once a month, at least, I would like to see you. Like a date night, just us.”

“Of course my love.”

“Well, that’s all I have.” He patted his wife on the leg, pecked her on the cheek and walked to his car.

“MARK!” Helen’s father called after him, catching up to him just as he reached his car. “I know what you’re going through, I know how you feel. I just want to tell you that it all works out.”

At this point Mark couldn’t believe it.

“I know it seems like the end of the world, the end of your world, but I promise it isn’t. And if you need to talk to anyone, I’m always here.”

Mark couldn’t help but hug him, since the passing of his own father several years ago, Helen’s dad was always supportive. He sobbed into his shoulder and thanked him before getting into his car and driving home.

As the days past Mark kept a brave face at home, and always made sure his children knew how much they meant to him. In private he was a mess, speaking with the therapist helped, but nothing was going to undo what was going to happen.

It was finally the day of Adam’s 18th birthday, he was excited to finally see his mother again, and to eat at his favorite place. Just as they were about to head out Adam pulled kurtköy escort his father aside.

“Dad, I uh…” Adam was stumbling over what to say.

Mark patted him on the shoulders.

“Dad, I just don’t want to hurt you. I’m sorry!” He burst into tears and hugged his dad as hard as he could.

“It’s alright pal. Nothing you’ll ever do will make me love you any less.” He hugged his son just as hard as he was being hugged. “What do you say we go and get some of the best damn burgers ever?”

Adam laughed while wiping away his tears.

At the restaurant Adam was greeted by his grandparents, sister, and lastly his mother.

“Happy birthday sweetie!” She exclaimed, embracing him. She was already fully intoxicated from the pheromones, her tits pressed hard into his chest and she had to restrain herself from kissing him directly on his lips.

Adam too, was high on his mother, his dick was already beginning to stiffen and he pressed his waist into her as they hugged.

“Alright now, alright now. There’ll be plenty of time for that later!” Helen’s mother shouted out, and the whole table laughed.

Adam sat at the head of the table, his mother was opposite him, this short distance did nothing to diminish the effect of the pheromones. Even while talking to the rest of the family they made eyes at each other. When his mother left the table to use the restroom he took the chance to eye her over. Her floral sundress did its best to hide the ample 34DDD’s attached to her 5’7″ frame, but failed, and each step seemed like they were going to jiggle out. Her small peach shaped butt seemed to trap just a small amount of fabric of the dress each step she took.

“Adam, open my gift first!” His grandmother shouted at him, snapping him out of his trance. “OUR, gift.” His grandfather chimed in.

Adam tore into the square box with happy birthday wrapping on it. “SOCKS! Just what I wanted!” While he didn’t actually need socks, he loved that his grandparents were there and got him something.

“Here.” His sister handed him an envelope

Adam read it aloud. ‘Happy birthday to my little brother, you’re finally eighteen. My gift to you is my presence.’ He sarcastically looked over at her. “I couldn’t ask for a better gift from you!” He got up and hugged her around the neck.

She weakly shrugged to get him off of her. “You’re such a dork!” While the two never said it, they loved each other very much, their playful nature was quite evident of it.

Before he even saw her, he could tell that his mother was back from the restroom, he could feel his pulse quicken and his mood elevate. Deep in his mind he hoped that every encounter wouldn’t be like this, where he couldn’t concentrate on anything but her. Conversely, the feeling was like a drug and couldn’t help but want for it.

Not seconds after Helen was seated the meals arrived, everyone had ordered the burger, with a slightly different topping. There was relative joviality, and Adam even opened up presents in between his meal and longing glances at his mother.

In the parking lot, after the meal was over and paid for, goodbyes were said and birthday hugs were doled out.

“Adam.” Mark called his son over. “Here.” He handed his son an envelope.

“Thanks dad.” He hugged his father, his emotions fought each other, tears mixed with desire.

Adam, fraught with doubt, sat in the passenger seat and could barely hold a conversation with his father.

“Well, here we are.” Mark couldn’t bear to speak another word, or even look at his son.

Adam exited the car without saying goodbye.

“There you are!” Helen ran towards her son as he walked through the door and embraced him.

Biology took over and he couldn’t help but to return the gesture, his body pressed against hers, wanting to be as close as he could. His hands gently made their way from the small of her back, to cupping her rear, squeezing while they stood there in silence.

Helen wasn’t letting her son have all the fun, her hands explored his taught muscular frame, while she nuzzled in his neck. She could feel his heart beat pounding on her chest, and she was sure he could feel hers. “Adam…” She pulled away, but held his hand and led him to her bedroom. Once she entered she twirled around, her dress spun out just enough to be enticing, but not enough to be revealing.

Adam crossed the distance to his mother and pulled her closer to him, instantly pressing his lips against hers. It was like sparks going off all over their body, tongues flicked across each other, their hands grabbed the others face. Somehow Adam felt his dick grow even harder, it strained against his jeans, begging for freedom. Instinctively he thrust his hips into her.

“I need you.” Helen said as she broke their embrace. With all the quickness of a horny teenager she lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside. She was on her back with her legs spread while she watched her son fumble undoing his belt. She had to giggle pendik escort at his frustration. “Come here.” She quickly unbuckled it and let him do the rest.

As he dropped his pants, he reached in his pocket and pulled out a condom. He wasted no time in tearing it open.

“What’s that?” She asked, knowing exactly what it was.

“A condom.” He answered plainly, while struggling to roll it on.

“Here, let me help.” She took the condom from his hands and threw it across the room. “You won’t be needing that.” She took his hand and pulled him onto her.

He didn’t need any more encouragement. With a fist full of his cock he slapped it against his mother’s pussy, sliding it up and down, rubbing the head over her clit. The heat coming off of her was near volcanic, he hopped that he wouldn’t cum as soon as he entered her. Certainly a risk he was willing to take, the head of his dick slightly parted his mother’s delicate labia. He felt her hands at the small of his back, pulling him into her, eagerly she accepted inch after inch of his length until he was nestled deeply inside of her.

“Fuuuuuck.” They said in unison, as they ground their hips into each other. Her pussy squelched with each thrust, and her legs locked together behind her son’s back. “Fuck me.” She pleaded.

Adam ran his hand up the back of his mother’s right leg, he grasped the back of her knee and pushed it back. He withdrew his steel hard prick until only the head remained within his mother, then with all his weight he crashed back into her. Each time they let out moans of sheer pleasure as their flesh came together.

Helen grabbed a fist full of sheets in each hand, her head thrown back, her moans loud. Her mind closed out the rest of the world, and for all she cared it could have ended. Her entire body tingled, like an electrical charge that began at the very tip of her toes, then arced all over her body. Helen called out for god as she felt the wave of her orgasm crash upon her.

Adam watched as his mother writhed beneath him, her massive tits bounced wildly in his hands. When it subsided he gently laid on top of her, continuing the slow grinding motion they had started with.

“That was intense.” Helen noted.

“Pheromones.” Adam dryly joked as he motioned for her to turn over.

Helen pointed her bottom right at her son, pressing her chest into the mattress. Her fingers went between her legs and parted her lips.

Poised behind his mother, watching the erotic sight before him, he gripped his cock and pressed it against her pussy. Again, it eagerly accepted his entire length, he felt like he was even deeper inside her. Pausing for a moment, he gripped her cheeks and gave them a squeeze. “God mom, you’re so wet.” She moaned in response. Slowly he pulled out, watching his shaft glisten with his mother’s wetness, then with just slightly more force he re-entered her. Building the pace with each stroke, his grip changed to holding her waist, now pulling her onto him with each thrust.

“Oh god! That’s it baby, just like that.” Helen couldn’t believe she was nearing another orgasm so quickly, chalking it up to the pheromones, she was happy to have it happen. “Fuck it baby, that’s right.” Her son’s balls slapping at her clit was driving her over the edge even faster. Once again she balled up the sheets in her hands, pushing back against her son perfectly in time with each of his thrusts. “FUCK BABY! I’m Cumming!” Just like before the static started at her toes, quickly jumping to each area of her body. Culminating directly on her clit, sparking an even more intense orgasm, her hips pushed back into her son’s and stayed there, convulsing up and down until she collapsed onto the mattress. “Jesus Christ! That was unbelievable.” She said, wiping the hair from her face.

Adam gingerly rolled his mother on her back, grabbed her by the ankles and positioned them on his shoulders. As if his cock had a mind of its own, it twitched and pulsed as it rest on Helen’s pussy. “Put it in.” He requested, then watched as with just two fingers she pushed the head of his dick inside her. With his hands grabbing her waist, he pulled her onto him, sinking deeply with her. Even though his entire length was inside his mother, his hips pushed harder to try and grind in just a bit more.

“Your turn.” Helen said as she grabbed the back of her knees and spread wide. Her pussy gripped her son’s slowly retreating dick, begging to be fucked. She pulled him on top of her and let her hands be replaced by the crook of his arms. In his ear she whispered “Cum for me.”

Methodically, Adam plunged his prick in and out of his mother’s pussy, her molten wetness entirely enveloped his cock.

“Are you close baby?” She moaned seductively.

All Adam could do was nod, he was lost in incestual bliss. His eyes darted from watching his cock thrust in and out of his mother, to her massive tits, one in each hand.

“Mmmmm…” She moaned. “…mommy wants to make you cum.”

“Oh fuck.” Adam cried out. “I’m so close.”

“Yes baby.” She encouraged him.

Adam was now pounding his mother as hard as he could. He could feel an intense tingling sensation all throughout his dick. “Mom, I’m gonna cum. Should…should I pull out?” He asked with urgency.

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