For Eric

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Being a single mom is a chore, there's no doubt about that. The good news for Karen is that even after her husband had walked out on her and their two kids, she'd had a well-paying job as an executive for a marketing agency, and they were understanding of her situation and offered flexible hours and the like to let her do both.

Now that Eric is a little older, she can also ask him to help around the house and take care of his sister, which is nice. She thinks he's growing up into a fine young man, despite the... somewhat frustrating habits of being a teen.

Like sleeping in forever in the morning.

Karen knocks on Eric's door. "Sweetie? You need to get up or you'll be late for school."

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"No way..." It actually works. Karen had never let Eric or Ellie stay home before unless they were nice and sick, so this is completely out of character for her, and again she didn't show the least hesitation to agree with him.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'll go see Keiko once she gets home, sure." Would it work on Keiko, too? What about her mom? Eric has spent plenty of time fantasizing about the both of them the last couple years, all the possibilities coming to mind are staggering.

But there's an opportunity right in front of him he can't ignore. One last test, and he's sold. "I promise, I'll get plenty of exercise. How about giving me the credit card so I go to some porn sites?"

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Again, there was no hesitation, though it didn't seem like she was exactly mindless. Karen frowned at that. "You know I don't like you visiting those sites, Eric. I think they're all so shady. You could get your identity stolen."

And yet-- "I'll be right back."

She was back with her purse, digging her wallet out and handing him her credit card within the minute. "Don't subscribe to too many."

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Right away, Eric's heart sinks. It seems that Karen was just in an unusually charitable mood today, not affected by any magic coin. At least, that's what he thinks until she vanishes out the door, comes back, and actually offers him the credit card.

The other stuff was unlike her, but this? This is impossible. Eric believes she'd sooner cut a limb off than allow him to subscribe to a porn site. It's actually working, she's following his commands, and he can't resist pushing it as far as he can now.

"You know what, nevermind," he waves the credit card away, "I don't think I need it, or the computer. Take your shirt off." He's caught glances of his mom topless before by 'accident,' but this is going to be something else.

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"You changed your mind?" Karen frowns, slipping her wallet back into her purse. "Really, boys your age are so fickle."

There wasn't any skipping a beat, though, as she began to unbutton the blouse she wore, a quietly professional white button-down. He could see the bra she was wearing underneath, a no-nonsense blue cotton type; she clearly wasn't expecting to show anyone her underwear today. "Eric, honey, I'm happy to let you stay home today, but I do need to get going into work soon."

Her hours were flexible, but not infinitely so. But she was now only in her bra, her shirt draped over one arm.

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Eric's eyes nearly pop out of his skull when Karen opens up her shirt, just like he told her. This is so out of this world, he has to wonder if he's dreaming. Even with a bra on, she looks fantastic, still young and more than hot enough for anyone to want.

"Go, uh, go call in to work, take a day off. And call the school and tell them I won't be coming either. Then come back here."

In the meantime, he's going to make himself nice and comfortable, smiling dreamily in anticipation of just how fantastic life is going to be from now on, thanks to that weird little coin.

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"Hmm... I suppose it's been some time since I've taken a day off, too," she admits. It seems that the strong suggestion is then rationalized by the target however they choose, but given the strength of his control, it may not even be possible to resist.

She leaves the room, and he can probably hear her on the phone, calling first her boss and then explaining she has to take a day at home for family reasons, and then the principal's office to do the same. About five minutes later, she's back in the room, having put her shirt and purse down in the living room, so she's only in her bra.

"Sweetie, did you want something else?"

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"Yeah, you deserve it," Eric idly responds as she leaves. He counts the seconds while she's gone, waiting and listening while she does exactly as she was told. It's weird, she still sounds like herself, she isn't calling him master and asking for orders, but she's definitely under his control.

When she comes back, he curls up his toes as he gets another look at her chest. That's a gorgeous sight, but it can be better.

"Uh huh. Take your bra off next."

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Again, there isn't the slightest hesitation, though he's correct that she seems like herself despite the actions. Her hands reach back to pinch her bra open and she shrugs the clasps off her shoulders, sliding them down her arms and letting the undergarment fall into her hands.

She's a slender woman, with a few stretch marks on her bare belly from her two pregnancies, but she's in fairly good shape all things considered. Her breasts swing free; they're ample and well-shaped, with rosy red nipples that start getting stiff in the cool morning air.

"It's a little embarrassing having you look at me like this," she admits. So she can still feel things like that.

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It takes him a second to respond to her, or even process what she's saying. He's far too enraptured with the sight of her bare breasts, they're perfect. Big, round, with nipples begging to be sucked on, it's impossible for him to pull his eyes away.

After a minute, though, Eric gets to thinking again. She's embarrassed... he could fix that, but part of him doesn't want to. Having her show some reluctance somehow makes this hotter, as his raging-hard dick tells him immediately.

"Don't worry about being embarrassed with me," he tells her, nodding shallowly, "We're family, right? We can do anything. Now... take everything else off."

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Instantly, the somewhat shy expression on her face changes into a smile. His order seems to have been enough. He wanted her to not be embarrassed, and so she wasn't embarrassed anymore. It really is that simple, and it looks like he can change her emotions, not just her actions.

"Family should be close," she agrees. She's wearing a dark skirt just over knee-length, and she undoes the clasp, shimmying out of it. Like this, he can see that she's wearing a matching pair of blue panties under dark, transparent pantyhose. There's the slightest bit of a pause here. "...everything?"

Pause or not, it doesn't seem like she's going to object if he orders it, she's just making sure.

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He really needs to find out exactly what the limits of this new power are, but that can come later. Way, way later. Not even bothering to hide what he's doing, Eric reaches down to his cock straining against his pants and grasps it while he enjoys the show of her his mother stripping down.

"Everything," he repeats, already liking the view of her shapely legs in that pantyhose but craving more. He'd had glances of her bare butt before, but never even caught so much as a fleeting glance of Karen's pussy before. He's definitely ready for it.

"Once you've got it all off... turn away from me and bend over."

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When he orders her, Karen nods. "All right, sweetie."

She peels the pantyhose down her legs, stepping out of the garment and taking the time to make sure it's not all bunched up, laying it neatly across Eric's dresser. The panties come next, and he can see the neatly trimmed strip of dark curls at her pubic triangle. She hasn't had a date in a while, but she still keeps herself nicely groomed, it looks like.

"Is this good?" she asks, turning around and putting her hands on the dresser, bending forward. Her rear is shapely and full, nicely toned thanks to the classes she takes, her legs long and thighs looking soft.

And at this angle, he can see the pink folds between her legs, and the little pucker of her ass between her cheeks.

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Heart thumping, Eric hardly blinks while she finishes carrying out her orders. The first glance of the dark hair between her wonderful thighs sends an electric tingle up his spine, one powerful enough to get him to tug his shorts down and begin openly stroking his erection. Slightly above average in length and thick enough to get the job done, the one girl he'd fucked so far had had no complaints, but she'd never gotten him nearly as hard as Karen is getting him right now.

Once she's in position, he can hardly contain himself. He wants to finish himself off then and there, but then the obvious hits him. Why should he be the one that gets him off? Why should he ever need to do things on his own again? With a few breaths and a lot of effort, he leaves his cock alone.

"Right. That's great, mom," he tells her, staring right at her exposed pussy and the hint of her asshole she's showing him. He's always had an anal kink, so both holes are just as appealing. "Reach back and grab your ass cheeks, pull them open."

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Perhaps deep in Karen's mind, there's a fragment of herself that's aware, that's horrified, that's screaming at what she's being asked to do.

There's no sign of that reluctance anywhere in her actions, or in her voice. "Yes, dear," she says. She has to reposition herself, lying chest-down on the dresser, her hands coming back to her plush ass cheeks and pulling them apart, exposing both of her holes.

She can tell that his cock's out. "Like this?"

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Eric isn't even thinking that there might be part of Karen that's railing against this. He's far, far too enthralled with both the power he's suddenly been given and the view of those wonderful holes as she's baring them to him. Her ass is gorgeous, both openings look tight and inviting, and he's going to get his fill of both of them.

No going back now. First things first, he leans over, grabs his phone, and quickly snaps a few pictures. He's not sure why he needs these, but better to have than have not.

"Okay, that's enough. Come over here, kneel down in front of me."

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It takes a few moments for her to catch her balance and stand up, her hands gripping the dresser and pushing herself back upright. "Yes, honey," she says, moving across the bedroom and kneeling in front of her son, that thick cock in her face.

She places her hands on his knees. "It's much bigger than I remember it," she says, frankly. "You've grown so big, Eric."

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There's just something so hot about hearing her calling him sweetie, honey, and every other affectation that used to be just another thing she did. Eric can't say why, but he can't deny it's true when she follows his orders and speaks so sweetly while she does it.

"It's been, what, ten years?" He started bathing by himself so long ago, he barely remembers the last time she saw him like this. Now, he's bigger, thicker, and dripping from the tip. Smiling with a wicked touch on his lips, he reaches down to brush a stray lock off her forehead. "Wrap your tits around it. They're big enough."

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"Has it been that long? Maybe it has... you got so shy about me seeing you naked when you grew up," she said, her tone still unmistakably that of a mother talking to her son, even as she took her breasts in each hand and pressed them to either side of his length.

"Let mommy do the work," she said in a low purr, beginning to rub her breasts up and down his cock, masturbating him with her chest.

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"That was a long time ago. I'm not shy anymore." Not at all, now that he can control her mind like this. Eric has heard that tone from her all his life, having her talking about this kind of thing like it's just another of her motherly doings is a whole lot hotter than he could have ever expected.

"Mmm... thanks, mom. You're the best." Smiling deliriously, he leans back on his elbows and lets her work. Her breasts feel so soft around him, it's almost like getting fucked by a cloud. "That's good, really good. Think you can lick the tip, too?"

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"Mmhmm," she says, a wordless answer as she leans her head down, her tongue sliding out, washing all over the head of his cock, twirling around and giving his skin a tongue bath.

Then, though, something interesting happens. Without even being ordered, she takes the head into her mouth and a little more, starting to give him a proper blowjob even as she begins rubbing his length with her breasts below her mouth.

He hadn't even ordered that.

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If he wasn't so busy enjoying himself, Eric might be fascinated to see her progression. She's taking initiative, and he hasn't even ordered her to play along save for telling her not to feel any shame.

"You've wanted to do this for a while, haven't you?" he asks her, eyes hooded as he relishes in the feeling of her lips and tongue working the head of his cock so well, "Just think all these years we've wasted..." Letting his eyes slide shut altogether, he acts on an impulse and goes for both his mother's nipples, squeezing them between his fingers and holding tight.

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"That's right, Eric," she says, continuing to massage and masturbate him with her full breasts. It's almost assuredly not true. She's never thought of him sexually in his entire life. But his control over her makes her say it, and more to the point, it may even make her believe it, too.

She squeaks when he suddenly pinches her nipples, stiff and puffy. "Ah!" she gasps. "Eric... warn mommy when you do that, okay?"

She cranes her head down, taking his cock into her mouth.