SAM

Feature Writer: Unknown /
Feature Title:  Sam /
Story Codes: Satanic, Pedo, Incest, Demonic /
Synopsis: A mother’s secret identity is revealed /
XP: Can anyone tell me the author – and is there anymore to this amazing story?

 

Sam

Sam could hear the humming sound of some machines as he was trying to open his eyes. It took him a few minutes to get his bearings, he felt very tired. As he looked around the room, he saw that he was connected to a few machines and he saw many lines and numbers on the monitors.

His left hand was connected to an intravenous line and drips of medicine and some other fluids were entering his body via his veins. He understood that he was in a hospital room. There was a crucifix on the wall and a TV was hung on the wall. Next to the TV he saw a clock, and the time was 8.50 PM. He saw that the door to his room was partially closed and he could see a few nurses walking by his door and he also saw nurse’s station across from his room.

Suddenly the door to his room was opened a nurse walked in, as she walked closer to his bed she saw that Sam’s eyes were open.

“Well, it is nice to see that you awake Sam. How are you feeling?” Vicky asked as she checked his blood pressure on the monitor.

She was holding his hand and checking his response.

“I.. I feel tired, and thirsty…where am I?” Asked Sam in a very tired voice.

“Sam you are in a hospital, you came here two days ago, you were unconscious when you came in. You have meningitis. I need to call your doctor and your mother, she left the hospital about an hour ago” Vicky said as she was entering some notes on the patients file.

As Vicky was walking out of the room, Sam was able to remember what had happened to him. He remembered that he had a small case of flu, and his mother taking him to the doctor. He also remembered that him and his mother were planning his big 13^th birthday, which is about a week from now. He wanted to invite 10 of his friends for the birthday and have a pizza party. Also he wanted to go to the movie theater on that day with his friends to watch a movie with no chaperone just him and his friends.

He felt that being thirteen is a good age to go to movies alone. His mother was happy to have his friends over and them going for a movie but not with out her being in the theater. Sam was the only child; she was a bit protective of him. His mother Virginia Thomson was thirty-six years old, stood five foot, four inches tall and weighed one hundred and thirty pounds.

She had dark blond hair; an oval face with regular features Virginia Thomson was thirty-six years old. She was a teacher at the St. Mary’s school where Sam was a student. She was active in the Parish of St. Mary’s where Sam was an altar boy. Virginia didn’t have a boyfriend; she totally committed her life to Sam and her work. In fact Sam asked her why she was not dating any one, many of his friends were brought up by single parents and he had heard from those friends that their parents some times go out for movies and dinners.

He thought that his mother should also need to have the same opportunity. He was going to be thirteen soon and she doesn’t needs to baby-sit him any more. Virginia was so happy to hear that her son was thinking of her well being. She told him that she loved him so much for thinking about her. She said that he priority in life was Sam. Sam never saw his mother using make up or even letting her hair down her shoulder. She kept her hair always in a bun.

She never cared much for vanity. But nature was very kind to her. She had very fine features, for a thirty-six year old she appeared to be a lot younger than her age. She never wore any clothes that showed her figure, but for anyone who pays attention to her could see that she was blessed with a beautiful body. Her face was oval shape with a pair of dark blue eyes. Her nose looked like it was chiseled out of one small piece of Italian marble. Her lips were full, lower lips was a bit thicker, and she had a habit of wetting it when she gets nervous.

It was hard to measure the size and shape of her breasts as she always were some clothes to cover them properly. But from certain angles one could see the side profile of those pairs of breasts, they were all most D cup and were not saggy at all. She had a flat stomach and her waists were the shape of an apple from behind. Nature was very kind to her, if she wanted to flaunt her body, she could have easily bed any man she wanted. But she appeared to be a conservative, not a bible crazy, but religious model of a good mother.

She and Sam didn’t have a large group of friends, but they had a few fellow parish families they would visit occasionally and they would visit Sam and Virginia as well. She made sure that Sam received the best education possible and she cared for Sam’s development Sam had no recollection of seeing his father as he was told that his father died two months before Sam was born. Sam had seen a few pictures of his father, the pictures showed a man a bit old for his mother, but a strong man with piercing eyes and good facial features.

“Here Sam.”

Vicky came in to the room with a carton of juice and a small cup in her hand.

“I have some orange juice here for you. I have spoken to your doctor. He will be here soon to see you and your mother is on the way also. You can’t have anything to eat until the doctor sees you. Please take these tables along with the juice.”

She gave the tablets and a glass of water to Sam. He sat up on the bed, took the water and the tablets from her. He took a gulp of water and put the pills in his mouth. Once that was swallowed, he reached for the juice, it tasted so good. He was so hungry.

Virginia walked in to the room, she was almost running in. She dropped her handbag on the chair and hugged Sam.

“Oh God, I am happy to see you up.” She took his face in her hands and looked at him as she was seeing him for the first time. “How are you feeling honey?”

Before he could open his mouth, Vicky jumped in.

“Ms. Thomson, Sam is actually doing very good. Dr. Roberts is on the way to see him. Sam is responding well to the medication. He has not eaten anything yet, so he could be a bit tired.”

“Thank you Vicky for every thing you and the hospital doing for us.” Said Virginia, she let go of Sam’s face letting him to finish the juice.

“We are here to help Ms. Thomson. I will check the nurse’s station to see if we have any sandwiches there. As it is 9.00 PM the meal service is over by now.”

As Vicky was walking out Dr. Roberts walked in to Sam’s room.

“I am glad to see you sitting up and enjoying a drink young man,” Dr Roberts said as he was walking in to the room.

He approached Sam’s bed and checks his vital signs and took a look at the patient’s record file and noted something on it.

“Ms. Thomson, I am Dr Roberts, I believe that we need to continue the IV medicine for twenty-four more hours. However, we can certainly stop the IV fluids and Sam can star eating light meal.”

Dr. Roberts checked Sam’s medication.

“Sam how are you feeling.” Dr. Roberts asked.

“I am feeling tired Doctor” Sam said.

“That is very normal Sam, you will continue to feel that way for a week, may be a bit more, but I am sure that you will make full recovery.” Dr Roberts said in a confident voice.

“Do you have any questions for me Ms. Thomson?” He asked as he was writing some notes on Sam’s medical records.

“I am so happy that Sam is recovering well doctor. Sam’s thirteenth birthday is about a week from today, will he be able to celebrate that day with his friends at home.” Asked Virginia.

“I don’t see why not Ms. Thompson, if Sam continues to improve as he is now, you could take him home after forty-eight hours.” Dr. Roberts said while washing his hands over the sink. “Vicky can arrange light meal for Sam, and Ms. Thomson if you wish to spend tonight here with Sam, Vicky could arrange a bed for you as well.”

“Oh thank you so much Doctor. I would love to spend the night here with him.” Virginia said.

“You welcome Ms. Thomson, OK then, I will check on you later young man.”

Dr. Roberts walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Vicky came back to the room with a roll away bed and a tray. Virginia went to the door to help Vicky to bring the bed in.

“Sam I have chicken sandwich here for both of you and Ms. Thomson I have a hospital robe here for you to get change if you wish to. Where would you like me to arrange this bed for you?” Vicky placed the tray on Sam’s bed and asked Virginia.

“Don’t worry Vicky, I will arrange the bed myself. I am sure you are busy with many things.”

Virginia moved the roll away bed to the corner of the room.

“Oh thank you Ms. Thomson, in that case I will let you guys settle in. I have another patient, a young man came in about one hour ago, and he was in an accident.”

Vicky walked to the door and looked back and said. “Sam make sure that you eat that sandwich OK?’

“I will make sure of it Vicky” said Virginia as Vicky was leaving room.

“Aren’t they nice,” said Virginia as she was opening the sandwich for Sam to eat.

She placed the sandwich on a plate and hand it over to Sam. He took it from her and started to eat it. She stood near by and looking at him lovingly.

“I am OK mom, don’t worry,” said Sam. “Why don’t you sit down or get that bed ready, I am sure you had ruff day.”

“Yes honey it was a ruff day for me. I was so worried and I didn’t know what to do or think.”

Virginia’s eyes were watering, she wiped her eyes and kissed Sam’s forehead.

“See mom, Vicky brought three sandwiches, why don’t you have one.”

“Sure honey, I will.” Virginia took a sandwich and started to eat while sitting next to her son. As they were eating, Sam said. “mom I felt like I was in a dream.”

“What you mean honey?” Asked Virginia looking up to Sam’s face.

“ I remember you and me making the plans for my birthday and then suddenly I see you as a… I don’t know as a nun in a church. I saw you with a group of people and you and them were prying or dancing or something like that.”

Sam looked at his mother. Virginia’s facial expression showed that she was puzzled as her son was saying the dream he had the previous nights.

“I saw you on an altar standing while other people kneeling around it.” Sam continues to say. “ It was a dark, dim lighted place, I remember seeing people chanting, praying. You were like a priestess to them mom, why did I see that dream?”

“Well honey, don’t think too much about it, it must be the medication that you are taking causing you to see strange dreams,” said Vicky. Sam could sense a strange uneasiness in his mother’s voice. “Father Patrick will come tomorrow morning after mass to give you communion and all these dreams will stop.”

“I don’t know mom, when I saw the dream I felt like I was there with you, not in body but in spirit. It was a strange feeling, I felt that you were different then, I could sense a special energy around you and I felt that place was different from any churches I have ever been.” Said Sam.

“It’s nothing honey, as I said you will be fine and the dreams will be over after you receiving the communion tomorrow.” Virginia said as she got up from the chair and reached to take the tray from Sam’s hand.

“Mom will you be upset if I say something.” Sam asked.

“No honey, why would I be, tell me what is in your mind”? Asked Virginia.

“Mom I don’t want to receive the communion and I don’t want to be an altar boy any more and I hate church,” Sam said.

“Don’t say that Sam.”

Before Vicky could finish, Sam said, “mom I don’t know why I saw those dreams, but I know that those dreams were about me and you and I felt that in my heart. I heard someone telling me Praise Baal, Praise Lucifer, Praise Lilith while I was seeing those dream?”

“Sam those are the names of unholy spirits, you should not have heard of it.” Said Virginia, her tone of voice was full of concern.

“Mom I know they are the names of unholy spirits, I feel that they are special beings and we both are some how part of that path. I don’t want to think of Jesus or church, I feel repulsed thinking about the Christian faith now.”

Sam was looking at the crucifix on the wall. He asked her to get the crucifix for him. She walked to the wall and picked it up with reverence and hand it over to Sam. She saw his facial expressions were changing, his eyes were shining, and lower lip was curling up a little. His hands were trembling. He looked at the crucifix for a minute then he spat on it. Virginia was shocked to see her son, the altar boy doing that sinful act.

“Praise Lucifer,” said Sam in a deep voice.

She reached and grabbed the crucifix from Sam.

“Son why are you doing this?” Asked Virginia.

“Our father wants me to know the truth. You must initiate me to the path I was born in,” said Sam. “I saw you as a high priestess of our father in my dream I saw you praising our Lord with your carnal acts with many men and women in my dream. I heard you worshiping Him while having those men and women engaging in carnal and wanton act with you and I heard you screaming with lust and begging the Lord of Hell for to bless your womb with a demonic spirit. And I heard them calling you Jezebel in my dream. I saw streams of dark liquid flowing into your womb.”

Sam looked at Virginia. She could feel his eyes reaching down to her soul.

She walked to the wall hung the crucifix back on the wall. She saw her son’s spat on the face of Jesus as it was oozing downwards she did not clean it before hanging it up. Her mind was racing. She was so puzzled why Sam saw that dreams vividly. She consciously forgot that part of her life. She did not want her past to cast a shadow over Sam’s life that was why she moved from Europe to United States when she knew she was pregnant with Sam.

She walked close to her son. Took his hands and said. “Son I don’t know why you saw those dreams, let it go and do not think of them. You are different and you are blessed.”

“Is your real name Jezebel mom, were you a nun before I was born?”

Virginia was shocked to here her son’s direct and authoritative questions. They were not coming from her twelve-year-old son who was excited about celebrating his thirteenth birthday in about a week the son who was excited about church, God and everything innocent. She felt they were coming from someone else.

“Son what I was before you were born doesn’t matter.”

She did not want to go into details of her past.

Before Virginia could finish Sam said. “Mom I saw the special marks you have on your body in my dream, the spirits showed them to me.”

“What marks Sam?” asked Virginia, she was concerned.

“I don’t know how to say it mom, you know those marks?” Sam was hesitant to say more than that.

“Sam tell me what you saw, I need to know why you are having these dreams son, tell me what did you feel when you saw those marks.”

Virginia’s tone was of love and caring that made Sam feel a bit better, he was not shy as before.

“The mark you have under your left breast and the mark you have in your buttocks.”

Sam tried not to look directly at his mother as he said this to his mother.

Virginia dropped Sam’s hand and she looked at him intensely. She knew that he had no way of seeing the mark she had under her left breast and the mark on the inside of her left butt cheek. Those marks were placed there during her elevation as the high priestess of the Church of Baal. She walked to the door and closed it and walked back to her son’s bed. She did not want anyone walking in while she was having this conversation with her son.

“Son I don’t know why you saw what you saw or who showed you that in your dream. Its wrong of us even to talk about those.”

“If it’s wrong why did I see them mom? Why don’t I feel bad, shame or guilt? I could hear the spirit hissing to do something when I was seeing those marks. The spirits were calling you Jezebel, they were telling me to kiss the anus of the High Priestess of Satan, ‘Kiss of Shame’ that was the spirits telling me to do,” Sam continued. “Tell me were you a nun and was your name Jezebel?”

Oh my God, Virginia could feel her ears were burning, her little son was describing the initiation act of the Church of Baal. Many men women and children kissed her anus when she was with that group. It was many many years back and to her it felt like it was in a different life. She knew from Sam’s voice he was not disturbed or troubled by what he saw in his dream.

“Sam my life before your birth and before my move to US was very different and difficult to explain. I don’t know why the spirits showed those marks in your dreams. I did have a life very different then and I didn’t want any of it influencing you. That is why I moved from Romania before you were born. I don’t think I can tell you about that part of my life. I am your mother and you are my son and we should not invite those unholy spirits into our life by talking about them” Virginia said.

“Mom I need to know about it, I feel that it is not just part of just your life. It is part of my life as well.”

“I don’t know Sam” Virginia looked at her son’s face.

The door was opened suddenly and Vicky came in to the room.

“I see that you ate your sandwiches Sam. Good for you. Ms. Thomson, my shift is ending soon, Sam has no more medication to take tonight. Dr. Roberts wants Sam’s urinary catheter removed. As Sam is taking fluids orally he should be encouraged to use bathroom.” Vicky said as she was preparing a tray with clean gouges and anti septic wipes.

“ OK, would you like me to go out of the room?” Asked Virginia.

“No, not at all, my sift is ending at eleven, if Sam would like to use the restroom after I leave, please ring the bell and have one of the nurse to assist him.” Said Vicky.

“Certainly Vicky,” said Virginia and she walked to the corner of the room and started to arrange the roll away bed.

Vicky asked Sam to lay down on the bed and lifted the sheet that was covering him.

“It might hurt a little Sam, but I will be quick.”

Vicky took Sam’s penis on one hand and wiped the end of it with an antiseptic wipe. Virginia glanced that way with out knowing, she saw part of her son’s penis. It was flaccid, Vicky pulled the tube out of his penis and she wiped his cock with a clean wipe.

“How are you feeling Sam, do you feel any pain?” Vicky asked

“No, not much.” Said Sam.

“Good, as I said to your mother, if you feel as you need to urinate, ask one of the nurse to come and help you to the restroom. You may feel a bit of burning in your penis, it is very normal,” Vicky said.

Before she could cover Sam with the sheet Virginia lifted her head and blessed with a good view of her son’s cock. She had not seen it since he was about four; from the angle she was at, it looked thicker than normal. Sam’s cock was uncut. She knew she should not look, but she couldn’t help. She saw Sam made eye contact with her, she turned her face immediately. She did not want her son to see the eagerness she had in her eyes.

“Well I will see you tomorrow Sam.” Said Vicky as she was removing her glows.

“Thanks again Vicky,” said Virginia. “Good night” said Sam as Vicky walked out of the room.

Virginia finished arranging the roll-away bed. She then took the overnight bag she brought with her. She opened it and took a small toiletry kit out. Then she picked up the hospital gown from the chair and said, “Sam let me get change; you know I love you son. I will tell you about my past. I owe that to you. I hope that after hearing me you will continue to love me. After you hear that part of my life it may make sense why you saw those dreams.”

“Mom I love you, in fact after seeing those dreams, I feel I love you more,” said Sam.

“Oh honey…”

Virginia walked close to her son and while looking in to his eyes she leaned forward and kissed him on his nose.

She kissed him hard on his forehead. She felt a mix of emotions in her soul. Her mind was in conflict, her past was rushing back in. She tried not to remember, she hoped that Jesus may help her and her son at this time of dilemma. She knew her past was nothing like what her friends knew. Whenever she was asked about Sam’s father and her family she used to say that she and Sam’s father were orphans and was at the same orphanage and married there. That mostly satisfied the curious ones.

“Let me get change.” She said and broke the kiss off and walked to the bathroom.

She still felt the heat from her son’s forehead on her lips. Once inside the bathroom, she started to unbutton her blouse. Then slid from her skirt and pulled her slip over her head . Her bra and panties were plain white and serviceable, nothing frilly or fancy; She had never worn the lacy once that used to wear before she got pregnant with Sam. She saw her reflection on the mirror.

She was an attractive woman. She wore minimum jewelry, she had a set of small pearl earrings, and she wore a small chain with a cross around her neck. She took a deep breath. She was puzzled, confused and in some strange way she felt a bit of relief as some weight was about to be lifted from her chest. She unhooked her bra and removed it. She looked at her breasts; they were lovely. Shivered as she cupped and squeezed her full, firm breasts, her fingers pinching and tugging on the throbbing nipples until they were hard and erect.

She saw small goose bumps around the aureola of her breasts. She couldn’t remember when was the last time she looked or felt her breasts with sexual feelings. Now she felt that deep dark sensual feeling. All those emotions were coming back to her, the emotions she tried hard to forget. What a feeling.

She exhaled deeply. She bit her lower lip she then lifted her left breast and felt the mark Sam said he saw in his dream. It was a small bite mark it was a bit thicker than the rest of her breast. If anyone looked at it, they might think it was a small birthmark. She ran her finger over the raised part. She clearly remembered the day that mark was placed there.

She the tugged her fingers in to the waistline of her panties and pushed them down and got out of them. She stood naked in the cool bathroom for a second She ran her hands down to her belly and wide hips and thrust her hip forward. Her huge, pear-shaped tits with their large, reddish-brown nipples hung and moved as her breathing was becoming heavier. Virginia began to breathe heavily, her sexy, full-lipped mouth open as she exhaled. She reached back to her plump-cheeked buttocks and felt them and squeezed them firmly.

“Oh, yes,” she gripped the smooth blemish less moons of her ass, kneading their yielding softness with her palms.

She pulled her ass cheeks apart and reached in the crack and touched her anus with the middle finger of her left hand and pushed the index finger up to the first digit. It felt so good, her hungry ass hole sucked the invading finger. She then used the other finger to trace over the inside of her left butt cheek.

She felt that mark with her finger, the mark Sam saw in his dream. Her mind was again taking her to the past dark days of her life. She wanted to fight and bring her mind back to reality but she was unable to control it. She felt the dark urge which were dormant in her mind for about thirteen years.

The feelings were awakening. Sam’s words were giving life to her feelings. She brought her right hand to her flat stomach and traced it down to her lower abdomen and she felt the her haired snatch. She ran her fingers over the tick mat. She had not shaved her vagina for thirteen years. She kept it trim, but didn’t shave it after Sam was born. Parting her thighs, she probed lightly upon her knotted clitoris.

She slid her finger down and into the tightness of her cunt. She felt the wetness between the outer lips of her pussy. Her vaginal lips were filling up with erotic juice, her fingers felt the wetness of it. She felt her clit coming out of its hood. She looked down at her own meaty, dark red labia; she was blessed with a succulent pussy. It was meaty, the inner lips and outer lips were thick, and her clit protrudes out when she felt the heat deep in her. It’s smooth head shined when she spread some of her cunt juice on it. She felt electricity going through her. She cupped her pussy with her right hand while the left had pinched one of her nipple.

Watching her reflection, she began to fondle herself, her palms cupping and lifting her pear shaped tits and she bent to kiss them.

“Mom…” Sam’s call woke her up from that amazing feeling.

Oh my God what am I doing? What is happening to me, she was awaken from that misty dream, she moved her hands from the erotic places, she saw her right hand was wet with her pussy juice, she looked at the mirror, God what am I doing. I must stop it. She wanted to wash the slime from her hand and wash all these unholy feelings from her soul. She turned the water faucet on, but deep down from her soul the darkness was thickening.

She wet her full lower lip with her thick tongue; a fierce war was taking place in her mind and soul. She raised her hand, which was wet with her pussy juice and brought that hand close to her face and inhaled the aroma the smell of sex, she enjoyed it. She smeared her right hand over her chest and spread her pussy juice on the cross on her necklace. Taste me Jesus, she hissed. She then licked her fingers clean as a hungry cat licks its milk dish dry. She took the robe and put it on.

“Will be out in one second honey,” she said.

Virginia then took her panties and bra along with the rest of her clothes and folded all of them neatly and kept it on the shelf, then she turned the tap on and collected a hand full of cold water and washed her face with it. Hoping that will wake her up and kill the dark feeling that started to take life in her soul after a long long time.

She came out from the bathroom and walked up to Sam’s bed.

“Yes baby. I am here,” she told him.

“Mom I need to go to the bathroom.” He said. “Can you call a nurse for me”?

“Why sweet heart, I will help you to the bathroom,” she said.

“No mom, that will be awkward for me.” Sam said sheepishly.

“No honey I will help you, I will take you to the bathroom and I wont look I promise.” Virginia said as she was helping to pull Sam from his bed.

“Mom are you wearing a new perfume”? He asked as he got close to her.

“No its the usual one I wear son,” she replied.

“I like the smell mom, you smell nice,” he said.

Then it dawned on her, he must be smelling the scent of her pussy juice she smeared on her chest and neck while she was in the bathroom. Part of her felt guilt, unclean; but part of her felt good and wanted him to smell more of it. She held him close to her hoping he will be able to inhale her wanton lust.

He had his hand around her waist. As he was balancing he almost fell on the floor. She helped him to stabilize himself, as he was doing that he accidentally held on to Virginia’s waistline and one of his hand grabbed one of her plum ass cheek. He let go of it immediately but by then mother and son knew what happened.

“Don’t worry son, its OK.” She said.

Reassuring him that she was not upset that he cupped her ass cheeks. She walked him to the bathroom.

“Honey, would you like to go in alone I will wait out here for you.” She said as he was trying to walk himself in to the bathroom.

“May be you should call a nurse for help mom, I don’t think I can balance myself.” Sam said.

“Here…here..Let me help you.”

Virginia took his hands and walked in to the bathroom. She then lifted the toilet seat and walked back to the with her back to Sam. She wanted to give him the privacy. He lifted the hospital gown up to his waist and tried to aim his penis in to the toilet bowl, he almost lost his balance again. She heard him trying to grab on to the rail, she turned immediately and held him.

“Here honey, I will hold you.” She said.

He still had the gown up to his waist with his cock out. She saw it and she did not know what to do. Part of her mind said.. no.. don’t look at it. It is a sin to even think like this. But part of her soul said..hold his cock, you know you want to touch it. It is sin but our father is pleased when his children are doing these special sins to please him.

My God what is happening to me..her mind was racing. With trembling hand she reached down and took his cock and aimed it on to the toilet bowl. She felt the heat form his cock shaft, it was not hard but hot. No hair yet on that boy cock, smooth and warm. My God it feels good. She looked at his angelic face, he had a strange look on . She heard the stream of piss landing in the toilet bowl she held his cock for him. Jesus why am I feeling this way, she asked herself. She felt his cock hardening in her hand.

“Fuck Jesus!” She said out loud.

She was shocked to hear that herself, her inner thought was verbalized and before she could stop herself it came out of her mouth.

Sam had never heard his mother saying a bad word before, now hearing his mother saying, “Fuck Jesus” with a deep hissing voice it reminded him of the sound of the spirit during the dreams. She knew it was late to say anything. Her soul and heart were telling her to tell him the truth, the true nature of her past. She knew she couldn’t turn back now. The strange feelings, the dark passion the wanton lust was filling her again. She felt that in the pit of her stomach and she felt euphoric.

She felt his cock twitching in her hand. She looked at him right into his eyes. They made eye contact, their souls started to connect. Both of them knew this is a turning point in their life. She looked down on his cock, he had finished urinating. A drop of urine hung on the tip of his cock head. His cock was beautiful.

She moved her hand to the tip of his cock and smeared the urine on the hardening shaft of his cock. And she reached down to his ball sack and felt the heat from it. His cock was about six inches long uncut and about two inches thick. It had a large mushroom head, she forced the foreskin back a little to see the cock head, God it was smooth she wished to lick that cock with her motherly tongue. Not yet Virginia not yet she heard those words in her head.

She kissed his ear. He felt the tip of her tongue in her ear slithering in as a little serpent she whispered, “Don’t be shy you saw mommy’s ass crack in your dream. The same spirits are telling me now to tell you about my past, our past.” She validated his dream. She felt him trebling under her touch.

“Mom I am finished>” He said to her he was trembling.

“Let me help you back to bed.” She then let go of his cock.

“Hold me tight darling,” she told him and held him close to her.

She then took his left hand placed it around her waist and guided the palm of his hand to her butt cheek.

“Hold me there.” She told him with a wicked smile.

He felt her soft warm ass cheek through the robe. He knew that a normally this would be wrong, immoral. But he felt no guilt in his heart or in his soul, they were not just mother and son. The relationship was more deeper, and special.

As they were walking out of the toilet, she stopped next to the crucifix and she looked at it. It had Sam’s saliva still partially dried on. She turned and looked at Sam and then turned her head again towards the crucifix and spat on it.

“Fuck Jesus.. I am the high priestess of Satan. I tried to forget my past and tried to change my path. But I am the daughter of Lilith, I can’t change. Fuck God the father, Fuck Christ the son and Fuck the holy spirit,” she hissed.

xxxxx

 

Sam was woken up by his mom, she was standing over his bed. He felt a lot better that morning. He felt healthy.

“Sam, I need to go home this morning, drop off some exams back at the school and prepare the house for your home coming.” She said.

“Oh mom, do you have to go?” He sounded disappointed.

“Yes sweet heart, I do. Remember Father Patrick will come around 10:00 let him do the prayer and only receive communion at the end.”

“Mom I am going to miss you.” He said.

“I know honey I am going to miss you too,” she continued. “But I have a gift for you.”

She then made sure the door was sill closed, then reached into her bag and pulled the pantie she wore the previous day. She then used those pantie to wipe her cunt and asshole. She then dropped that on his face.

“Inhale my scent sweet heart, it is the incense of our Gods. Praise them.”

He took the panties from his face and looked at it. He then pressed it on his face and took a deep breath. He loved the smell of her fluids. It was heavenly. He then lifted it and turned it inside out and looking directly at her he started to suck on the crotch of her panties. He was tasting her. She felt a strange tingle between her legs, oh lord Satan you did bless me with a demon spirit. As he was enjoying her taste, they heard someone coming into the room. He took the pantie from his mouth and pushed it under the pillow.

A duty nurse was coming in to the room to check up on him. As she was reading the patient chart Virginia said good bye to him and as she walked out he kept his eyes on her ass, she was swaying it suggestively. Once she was at the door, she lifted her skirt for a second and gave him a view of her naked ass and closed the door. He smiled. Between that time and ten he was able to get up himself eat breakfast.

Dr. Roberts checked up on him and was very happy with his progress. He reduced some medications. At 10.00 AM Father Patrick came to visit him. He was the parish priest he was an elderly man. A very religious man. He was happy that Sam was recovering well. He missed Sam in church as he considered Sam to be the best alter server. As Father Patrick was finishing up the prayer Virginia walked in to the room.

Sam noticed something different about her. She had used some make up to enhance her looks and he noticed it . Her auburn hair was down to her shoulder and she wore a long coat that reached until her mid-calf. She joined the prayer. Once it was completed Father Patrick opened his small briefcase and took the host and small container of wine. These were consecrated and as per the faith it was the blood and body of Christ.

He then gave one host to Sam he put that in his mouth and Father Patrick handed the container of wine to him. Sam took a sip and closed his mouth and eyes pretending to pray. Father Patrick then moved to Virginia, she was keeling and kept her mouth open, she acted so piously not to touch the body of Christ with her hand so Father Patrick dropped the host gently into Virginia’s moth and then handed her the container of wine.

She took a sip and as her son did closed her eyes dropped her head pretend to pray. Father Patrick thought of this family’s reverence and was glad to see such pious people. He blessed them silently with the sign of cross and left the room. Once Father Patrick was gone, Virginia stood up opened her bag and took a plastic container out and spat the wine and host from her mouth into it. She then held it under her son’s face he also spat the contents from his mouth into it.

“Fuck Jesus!” She said.

“Praise our whore mother Lilith.” Sam followed. “Mom you look so amazing.”

“Thank you my Satanic brother.” Virginia cooed.

She then removed her over coat. Virginia was dressed nothing like Sam had seen her before in his life. She had on a black silk French cut T-shirt that fit like a glove. The back of the shirt was completely lace see-through and the front was solid silk material. It molded to her perky breasts and her nipples were very evident. Her skirt was a very short silk wrap-around and she was wearing black patterned hose, the kind that stay up by themselves and black high heel pumps. Over this all she wore a silk scarf.

She loved how silk felt against her naked skin. She stroked her wonderful breasts, feeling the nipples become erect and stick out even ore through her silky T-shirt. She sat down on the chair and kicked her shoes off and put her feet on Sam’s bed. Sam could see her crotch barely covered by her little g-string panties.

“Mommy had to do some quick shopping for you honey.” She said as her son’s eyed her.

“I hate this g-string its too pushing into my cunt.”

With that she stood up, reached under her skirt and removed those next-to-nothing panties. She then handed them to Sam to inspect. She then took the bible from the night stand and placed it on the chair She then pulled her skirt up to her waist and resumed her position on the chair her naked bottom on the bible, only now her legs were spread wider. Her pussy was completely shaved, it was swollen and Sam could see that cunt in all its glory. It was so beautiful and wicked.

He saw she kept some hair on her pussy mound and as he focused on it he understood it was meticulously trimmed in the shape of an inverted cross. Her fingers began again to stroke her sex, parting the lip. Sam could see that his mother was getting very wet as her pussy was making sloppy sound. Virginia worked on her clit closing her eyes, her hips began to rise and fall with the rhythm of sex.

Virginia’s eyes opened she looked at her son he could see that she was sexed up She slipped a finger into her pussy and stroked in and out a couple times, then took it out, sat up and dipped it in to the container that held the host and wine.

“Damn Yahweh and all of his hosts.” She said.

THE END