3 comments/ 54516 views/ 14 favorites Cosmic Fate Ch. 01-04 By: jill999 Chapter 1 It was the chance of a lifetime. One hundred families were to be selected from Earth's advanced human population. They would colonize a newly discovered planet with an Earth like environment. Unfortunately the planet was located in a solar system over 160 light years from Earth. The crew and the colonists would be in cryogenic sleep for nearly two centuries. Such a lengthy hibernation had not been attempted, and the risk was considered to be significant that not all would survive. Life on Earth was not easy for the majority of its twenty billion human inhabitants. In the previous century wars had been fought along religious, racial, and class designations. Billions had died senseless deaths in ill fated attempts to establish a world wide dominant religion. More died because of racial bigotry and hatred. And the poor tried to unite to seize wealth from the privileged few. Out of desperation came the light of dawn. The world's ten wealthiest families established an enclave of hope on Iceland's shores. They recruited inventors, scientists, intellectuals, athletes, and artists. This "Trust" as it would become know was well hidden from public scrutiny. Secrecy was of utmost importance in determining and recruiting members of the Trust. The Trust leadership used its great wealth to methodically buy the island's real estate. Less desirable inhabitants were encouraged to leave. Some were easily persuaded with money. Some of the indigenous population was less willing to leave. The Trust had established a puppet government which passed laws making exportation the punishment for many common crimes and infractions. These laws were used to cleanse the remaining undesirable population away. Iceland was the perfect location for the Trust. It was isolated by a cold ocean from any large population centers. In addition, Iceland had an inexhaustible supply of geothermal energy. This would give them independence from reliance on dwindling fossil fuel supplies. In the year 2180 Jill Porter was born in New York City. Her parents were two of the United States' premier physicists. They were recruited to join the Trust a year later. They never looked back. Ney York as many cities in the United States had been bombed in the religious wars in the mid and late twenty first century. Threats remained from underground terrorists. The Porters loved their daughter and wanted her to live a life far from the maddening crowds. Jillian Porter was 39 years old and in peak physical form. She had born two children under the Advanced Human Breeding Act of 2187. Her eggs were matched with sperm from two genetically determined donors. Such was life in the late twenty second century. Her daughter, Karen, was now 21 years old and already possessed an advanced degree from a leading biotech university. Her genetic score on the McBride scale was 945. Only one tenth of one percent of the advanced human population scored that highly. Her genetic markers made her taller, stronger, smarter, and gave her more endurance than anyone could have achieved from natural selection. Her younger brother, Christopher, just turned 18. He also scored well on the McBride scale. His 894 placed him in the top two percent. He was a sophomore at the Trust's premier university. Jill's talented children would make her family an almost certain finalist in the selection process if she decided they would risk the long hibernation. She knew it must be a family decision. Karen and Chris would each individually have the right to veto their participation. It would have to be unanimous or the Porters would remain on Iceland as part of the Trust. Jill loved to cook for her kids. It was very old fashion, but the simple act of cooking for her beloved children made her feel like a mother and a woman. There had always been something missing from her childhood days that she yearned for now. Her parents taught her much. She learned literature, art, mathematics, and of course physics. It was if her life had been scripted for perfection. She could learn and do anything. She was a top selection in the Trust's Advanced Breeding program. Her genome had many desirable features. She had been blessed with superior intellectual abilities. Using the antiquated IQ test scale, Jill scored a 234. She understood atomic particle theory by the time she hit puberty. She developed a specialty in particle acceleration. It was ground breaking work and it lead to improvements in defense shielding and in long range scanning technology. If it had not been for her work in scanning it is unlikely that the atmosphere of Zeta9 could have been so clearly identified as Earthlike. Jill was also aware that some of her work dealing with particle accelerators had offensive military ramifications. Becoming a mother at the age of 18 was her choice. Jill could have waited for another seven years or she could have also chosen a mate if she so desired. She had never experienced the physical love of a man at the time of her children's conception. It was this lack of intimacy that was missing in her life. She compensated by being such a dedicated mother to her exceptional children. Karen Porter was a stunningly attractive young woman. She had already been selected for the Advanced Breeding program. Unlike her mother Karen had elected to wait a few years before having a child. She was almost 188 centimeters tall and weighed 72 kilograms. Her eyes were hazel green and she wore her brunette jaw length hair in a very sexy bob. Karen was also an amazing athlete. She could run 5,000 meters in 12 minutes and not be tired at the conclusion of her run. Genetic engineering had made her body strong and efficient. Christopher was taller than his sister, just over two meters, and more muscular. He could dead lift over 350 kg. As his body matured his strength would continue to grow. He knew that someday he would be able to lift 500 kg without effort. Chris's hair was light brown and he kept it cut short. His eyes were the same intense hazel of his mom and sister. Jill had taught Chris a love for math. He was comfortable as a teen in discussions of matters concerning relativity. Time and dimensionality were common themes in his work. The kids would be home soon and Jill wanted dinner to be special tonight. The three of them would discuss the merits of the colonization mission to Zeta9. It would be a decision that would shape their destiny and that of all humanity. Chapter 2 The living area in Jill's home was warm and comfortable. The aroma coming from the kitchen was intoxicating. As soon as Chris stepped into the house he felt his body relax. He had been working on topological quantum field theories in low dimensions. The work was a good challenge to his intellect. His mother understood the subject very well and was capable of guiding him through it, but she always challenged him to first try to master it without help. "Hi mom, I'm home." Jill looked up and smiled. "How was your day? Are you hungry?" "I'm starved, when is dinner going to be ready?" Jill stepped over to her son and tightly hugged his body into hers. At 178 centimeters the top of Jill's head came to the level of her sons chin. The embrace was brief but it served to renew their close family bond. "Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes. I hope Karen isn't late. Would you call her and see if she is on her way home yet." Chris spoke clearly and his voice was firm: "Server.....command 2". A hologram of Jill appeared. She was in her transporter. "Mom wants to know your ETA." Her hologram looked directly at Chris and spoke: "Less than five minutes. Let me guess, you're starving and can't wait." "I can wait; just don't decide to stop on your way home." "Oh yes sir." She laughed and blew him a kiss. "Server end transmission" "Did you hear that mom?" Jill nodded to him in the affirmative but then started plating her culinary masterpiece. She asked Chris to open a bottle of wine which had been given to her by her parents last year. She appreciated the fact that technology had very little to do with this particular vintage. Many wines were now using nanites to greatly accelerate the aging process. But tonight's wine was individually aged in her father's cellar for nearly ten years. The door swung open as Karen made her way inside. Her body was concealed by her outer coat. "Am I late?" Jill was at the dining table and smiled at her daughter: "Right on time honey. How was your day?" Karen quickly removed her coat and approached the table. "Do you like my new dress? I designed it last week and it came from the fabricators today." It fit her tall athletic body like a second skin. It shimmered in a gold hue but as she moved it transformed from opaque to brief glimpses of translucence. The effect was mesmerizing. It was also apparent that Karen was not wearing any undergarments. She had designed this fabric so its opaque qualities were most present when viewed directly. But the very slight wave length differences in peripheral vision would penetrate the fabric. Thus the dress allowed her to be modest while in direct view, but have an air of exhibitionism and a display of her sexuality that was here and then gone to a passerby. This was not lost on her brother. As Chris looked up at her at first he thought he saw something. Then when his eyes clearly focused he saw his sexy sister standing in front of him in a tight fitting gold metallic mid thigh length dress. He shook his head and asked: "Was that what I thought I saw sis?" Karen smiled at him: "What did you think you saw?" Now Chris was clearly embarrassed and he looked away and said: "Never mind, it was nothing." But he soon realized that the image that burned into his brain would reappear for a split second each time he would either move his focus away or back toward Karen. Jill told her daughter how lovely she thought the dress was and for her to sit down and enjoy the feast she had planned. Her plan was for the children to enjoy a good meal and then she would discuss the plans for the Zeta9 mission. Genetic engineering had made it possible to raise fowl in factory environment. The yield of protein from grain was constantly improved and the development time from egg to an adult was greatly accelerated. But it still tasted like chicken. And that was the centerpiece of the dinner. The meal was delicious and the wine allowed the family to unwind after their day's work. Now was the time for Jill to lay out what she knew about the mission and what their chances were to be selected as colonists if they decided to participate. She explained what the scans of Zeta9 had revealed. The atmosphere contained oxygen, nitrogen, and carbon dioxide in percentages similar to earth's atmosphere. Zeta9's percentage of oxygen was a bit higher than on earth, which indicated that plant life based on some type of photosynthesis was probably abundant, and that the planet might lack a substantial oxygen breathing fauna. But most of the discussion was on the risk. There were so many risks. They included the length of cryogenic sleep, equipment failure, and alien intervention. In addition if they arrived safely there could be hostile life forms on the planet. There would not be any possibility of a return flight to earth. Once the colonist were awakened, there would only be about a years food and water available onboard the ship. Needless to say, this mission was a leap of faith. Jill was in favor of the mission. She wanted her children to have a chance to escape Earth's violence. However, her motherly instincts were at cross purposes since she understood that the entire crew might die on the mission. She was confident in the technology which had been developed. A large orbiting ship had been under construction for the past 14 years. It was nearly ready for fueling and testing. She was close to the lead designer and knew he would never take any short cuts. She would leave the decision to the kids. After all it was their future. Karen had always been courageous and self confident. She loved adventure and anything that would challenge her superior abilities. She quickly understood that she could become the leader of a new world. That world could be built on a value system that respected intellectual growth and rewarded hard work. She knew that Earth was plagued with a paralysis caused by humans which never contributed positively to the future. Too many politicians pandered to these masses by promising them a life of ease without any responsibility. The result was a break down of cultural values and work ethics. Drug usage affected most of the non-advanced human population. It was only a matter of time until the Trust would have to wage war on the rest of the human population. Karen didn't want to be the instrument of the death to billions of innocent children. She was prepared if called upon to be a warrior, but she knew such a war would require the mass slaughter of the general population. Christopher was more emotional than either his mother or sister. Even genetic manipulation hadn't stopped his body from producing copious levels of testosterone. It made his body large and incredibly strong, but it also contributed to severe bouts of anger and even rage. His intellect would allow him to control most of his anger, but when it boiled over, it was wise to give Chris plenty of room. The testosterone also made Chris think about girls. There were two girls which he liked. The three of them were good friends and as most teenagers they experimented in various sexual activities. However, sexual intercourse was strictly regulated in the Trust. It was the year 2219 and physical sex had been largely replaced by technology which stimulated the brain into thinking the body was engaged in sex. Genetically matched sperm and egg would be united in the laboratory. The fertilized embryo would then be planted in host female's womb for the nine month gestation. The discussion between Jill and her kids went on for hours. Chris was incredibly excited and Karen was at her analytical best in formulating equations which would weigh the risk and reward. Finally Jill explained: "There are simply too many variables for us to consider in an attempt at arriving at an answer in the form of a mathematical formula. I have worked on this for days and I finally think I understand what I want you to consider. Think about the ancient explorers here in earth. Think how they hurled themselves out into the unknown. There vessels were the state of the art as they knew it, but they fully realized that they may never return. Why did they do it? I think that some sought fortune, others sought fame, some desired adventure, but most wanted to find a better life. That is what I want for you my darling children. What we need to decide is that better life going to be on Zeta9." Karen was becoming tired but looked at her mom and spoke: "You're right mom. There is no way I can solve this analytically. I would need to be able to see into the future and that is still not possible." Chris wasn't worried about the risk. He wanted to have a life that didn't restrict his sex life. He reiterated his point to his mom and sister: "I'm for it as long as the Trust no longer runs every aspect of our lives." Jill decided that everyone should go to bed and that a good night's sleep would help them decide the issue in the morning. Chapter 3 Right after the turn of the century the Parallax Corporation announced a technological breakthrough in human sexuality. It had perfected new interfaces with the brain that made it possible for a person to experience full body sexual sensations without any instrumentality touching the body. No longer would a person have to wear a strange looking helmet or body suit. Just a voice command to your household server and you could be connected to their data base. Parallax sold their service worldwide. The monetary value of their programs quickly allowed them to become the world's richest company based on market capital. The company's founder, Eric Rolph Jr., became the world's richest man. In the year 2207 he was invited to join the Trust. Eric Jr. accepted the invitation and quickly became a preeminent member in the Trust's otherwise aging leadership. Any prospective customer for the Parallax system had to sigh up for the program and go to one of their centers. A complete scan of the customer took place in one of their many clinics. It also measured the customer's reaction to various sexual stimulations. Everything was retained in a data base for later use. Jill Porter was 23 when she initially signed up for the service. She was a single mom with two exceptional children, but she had no love life. She craved sexual intimacy, but only if it came without the emotional baggage that normally developed with sexual relationships. As a Parallax member she could access any other member if she knew their user identity and password. The sex could be "Live Interactive (LI)" or "AI Interactive (AII)". To use LI both parties would have to be interacting with their servers. For AII only the initiating customer was needed. The computer would interpret the data in its file to respond to every situation. Eric Rolph was brilliant in that he also allowed the customer to alter the AII to be normal, submissive, or dominant. Simply stated, Parallax was the ultimate gold mine. Many prostitutes sold their Johns a one time ID and password. Parallax had become the world's pimp. But its service helped reduce STD's and unwanted pregnancies. A user license could be purchased when a person reached the age of 18. It had to be renewed every five years with a full office scan. There was a fee associated with every aspect of licensing, scanning, and usage. Passwords were required to be updated weekly. The day had been very eventful for Chris. He was extremely excited about many things and knew he couldn't go straight into sleep mode. His mind was filed with thoughts of Zeta9 and how his sister looked in her new dress. But a chance event earlier in the day was what dominated his thinking. After his mid-morning class Chris went to his best friend's campus apartment. His friend was Eric Rolph III. They were the same age and had been friends for quite a few years. Jill had been a liaison to the Trust's Governing Body. She had a good relationship with Eric Jr. and they even socialized together. His friend's apartment was much nicer than any of the other students. But Chris and Eric were okay with their class distinctions. Eric always treated Chris as an equal. As Jill's youngest child stepped into the apartment he called out to Eric and asked: "Do you mind if I access your server?" "Go ahead, but my dad just stopped by a little while ago and used it. He might still be logged in. Just make sure you save and then clear his stuff out." "No problem" Chris was seated in front of table in the recreation room. "Server, full display." A holographic menu appeared before his eyes. His friend was correct in thinking that his father was still logged in. A highlighted message had just arrived. It was from his mom to Eric's dad. Chris hesitated, not knowing if he should save and then logout as he had been instructed or whether he should open it. His curiosity took over and he said in a voice just louder than a whisper: "Open priority message one." A hologram of his mom appeared. Her holographic figure blew a kiss and said: "Tomorrow night....$trap999". Chris couldn't believe his ears. This was his beautiful mom making a cyber date for some hot sex. And now he knew her updated password. He already knew that his mom's user identity was Jill999_. Chris looked around and he was still alone so he commanded the system to delete the message from current and permanent files. He then signed Eric's dad out. Cosmic Fate Ch. 01-04 "It must be my hormones." He spoke quietly to himself. He was shocked he had done such a thing. But he now had the means of having AII with his mom if he so desired. Nobody but him would know it ever took place. Chris told his friend that he had forgotten something that he needed to take care of and then quickly left. His youth clouded his judgment. He knew he should tell his mom that he accidentally saw her message to Mr. Rolph and that he then panicked and erased the message. But he couldn't get the words out when he got home. Then when his mom told him about Zeta9 he thought to himself that if he was to go into cryogenic sleep for a couple of centuries, then maybe he should have his fantasy first. Christopher had many sexual fantasies. But two of his favorites involved his sister and mom. He knew many of Karen's friends and figured he could get her account information from one of them. But he was always nervous about asking a friend and revealing he had a sexual fascination revolving about his sister. He also figured that his chance of getting his mom's login was remote. But that never stopped him from thinking about it. Now he was in his room. His mom and sister had retired to their rooms and were probably thinking through the complexities of the Zeta9 mission. Chris spoke in a quiet voice: "Server, lock door, sound dampening on high, Parallax on." A holographic image of a cute woman appeared. It was an image he selected to be his hostess and act as an interface to Parallax. She spoke: "Your account name please." "Neutrino1" "Password please." "691234569" "Please select a service." Chris felt butterflies in his stomach as he said: "Single user AII" He had used this service ever since he turned 18. But tonight was very different. "Counterparty account name please." "Jill999underscore" The cute hologram continued with the opening series of questions "Counterparty password please." "Dollar sign TRAP999" "Counterparty setting please." Chris had decided the only way he could feel right about this was if his mom made the first move. He said: "Dominant". He thought that was going to ensure that he didn't take advantage of his mom. Little did he know what would be in store for him. The hologram looked at him and said: "All codes have been accepted. Please lie down and become relaxed. The program will begin in 60 seconds. A count down clock appeared as the holographic hostess faded from sight. Chris quickly removed his clothes and reclined back into his comfortable bed. He closed his eyes just before the program started. Chapter 4 As Chris opened his eyes he saw his mother standing before him next to his bed. She was dressed in black and in a manner that he had never seen before. Her top was very tight fitting but so sheer that her breasts and nipples were in perfect focus. Her skirt looked like it was made from a shinny soft plastic similar to latex. The hem was only down to her upper thigh level. She had thigh high hose that sparkled like diamonds against a black background. And she wore boots which came to just beneath her knees. The heels appeared to be four inch stilettos. The sight of his mother dressed that way both excited and terrified him at the same moment. Jill's arms had been behind her but as she moved them forward he saw that she was holding a riding crop in her right hand. Jill used the crop to pull the synthetic sheet away from Chris. His muscular body came into view inch by inch. His genetically enhanced body was magnificent. And as his penis came into full view Jill could see that her son had been blessed by the miracles of genetics. His blood had rushed to his phallus causing it to swell and rise. Despite its 22 centimeter length and its 7.5 centimeter diameter, it looked perfectly proportional to his body. A smile spread across her face as she took in the sight before her. "My, haven't you grown up into a strapping young man." She used the crop to massage his engorged cock now that it was freed from the sheet. "What should we do about this?" Chris looked up and meekly said: "Anything you want to mom." She chuckled and said: "You bet your ass it's anything I want. Now show me if that's its full size. Stroke it for me." It was already fully rigid, but Chris did as his now dominant mother told him to do. He took his meat into his right hand and stroked its length several times. "Do you want to put that inside my pussy Christopher? Is that what your sick mind has been thinking about. I don't know how you got my password. But I guess I always knew you were a pervert at heart." Jill's son was almost crushed by what she said. And how could an AII program know that I lifted her password? Was this somehow LI mode? Was his mom really connected to the server and this is what she thought of him? She lifted a foot to the edge of his mattress. It allowed her short skirt to ride up far enough to expose his mother's shaved pussy. His eyes were fixed on her labia. They were perfect folds of flesh which concealed everything except the tip of her clitoral hood. Her looks had not been genetically enhanced, but she was stunning in her beauty. "Don't look at my pussy Christopher. I didn't give you permission to do that. Now kiss my boot." Chris leaned over and kissed it on the toe. "Again and this time suck on it." Before he could act Jill sat down on the foot of the bed. She tucked one leg under her ass and extended the other toward her sex crazed son. Chris leaned down and kissed it again. This time he took the pointed toe into his mouth. He traced it with his tongue and looked up to see if his mother approved. She looked contented so he continued. "Christopher, did you like looking at my pussy?" "Yes mother." "Do you wish to please your mother?" "Yes, very much." Jill scooted her ass forward a few inches and the short skirt rode right up her thighs. She looked at her son and said: "I want you to lick me Christopher. I don't want to stop until I have an orgasm. Do you understand?" Chris nodded that he understood. But that displeased his sexy mother. The crop came down across his bare skin with a smack. "You will answer my questions Christopher. Do you understand?" "Yes mother, I understand." Chris repositioned his body and helped his mother pull her tight fitting skirt out of the way so he could have her spread her legs. It was happening he thought. His mother was having him eat her shaved pussy. And he believed somehow this had gone to Live Interactive mode, which meant that his mom was into it. He licked up and down her labia before spreading them. Her warmth and aroma was intoxicating. His cock felt so hard that he was starting to think it might explode. As he tasted her feminine nectar he looked up for her approval. His mother's head was reclined. She was obviously enjoying his good work. He alternated between his tongue and his fingers on her hard nub. It swelled with his touch and Jill began to moan in ecstasy. He knew she would cum if he persisted. He sucked her clit and elongated it in his mouth. His sucking pressure slowly increased on her clit as he slid two fingers into her hot wet glove. He was surprised how tight she was. Chris assumed after two kids that she wouldn't be as tight as some of his girlfriends. But Jill's body was exceptional. She responded to his sucking and finger fucking with a thunderous orgasm. Chris felt his head being squeezed by his mother thighs as wave after wave of electricity surged through her. Chris had been engineered for exceptional strength, but his mothers thighs held him tightly in place like a vice lock. As Jill regained her composure she said: "Your strength and conditioning coaches say you have staying power. Does your cock have that kind of endurance my son?" "I believe it does mother." Jill stood and briefly walked away. When she returned she was holding two wrist restraints. "Lay back and place your hands next to the headboard." This excited Christopher even more than licking her pussy. Being bound to the bed was exactly what he wanted. He was sure that after she restrained his wrists that she was going to fuck him. Jill positioned him in the center of the bed. His wrists were above his head. She turned and walked away once again. Jill returned and moved beside the bed. She bent over and whispered into his left ear: "Do you trust me Christopher?" "Yes mother" He saw his mother pick up what looked like an old fashion remote control device. She pressed a button and his bed started to split apart. The lower half of the bed was pushed back and what looked like two stirrups appeared as extensions. Chris was suddenly very confused. "Raise your leg and place your calf in here. Now the other leg." Chris was quickly immobilized. Jill looked sternly at her son: "I know you got my new code from Eric. He is the only one who I have given it to." Chris suddenly thought she was going to punish him with the crop. He knew he deserved it. But Jill had other ideas. "Did you not realize what my user name means?" Despite being intellectually superior to virtually all humans, the term $trap had not registered. He was aware that many lesbian encounters involved the use of an artificial phallus. The ancient term was a strap-on. Now he was powerless and his mother totally dominant. Jill returned wearing a harness and a six inch phallus. She also had lubricant for her son's virgin ass. She looked at him and said: "I'm taking pity on you tonight Christopher. This is my smallest cock." Chris knew better than to speak. His mother had not asked a question. He was sure if he objected that she would go retrieve an even larger cock. Jill was tender as she lubed his ass. She could have been rough but she had no desire to hurt her son. Finally he felt the phallus penetrate his anal ring. Jillian implored him to relax his muscles. Finally Chris relaxed as he felt the cock's length inside him. She didn't have genetically engineered endurance like her son, but she was experienced at being dominant with both men and women. She knew how to fuck for both power and for maximum enjoyment. She mixed in a little of both for her son. "Christopher, you must tell me in advance if you think you are getting ready to cum. Do you understand?" Between her thrusts he grunted out: "Yes mother" "Do you like my cock in your ass Christopher?" He was surprised but it was actually very pleasurable. He enjoyed being submissive to her dominance and the sensation to his prostate gland was like he had never experienced. "Yes mother, please keep fucking my ass with your cock." Despite the intense pleasure he was felling, Chris was not all that close to orgasm. Twenty minutes of straight fucking in Parallax was not going to do it. Chris wanted to pound his meat into his mother's pussy. Almost as soon as he thought it, his mother pulled out. She unclamped the stirrups and told her son to reconnect the bed. "Now I'm going to allow you to pleasure me with that big hunk of meat between your legs. Can you make me cum Christopher? "Yes mother." Jill told her son to remove her top, skirt, and boots. He did so with both lust and admiration for her beauty. "Now pick me up and lay me on the bed. I want you to fuck me with your cock and suck on my tits. You must not stop until I tell you to stop. If you are about to cum you must tell me first and wait for me to tell you where I want it. Do you understand everything Christopher?" Chris had already swept her slim athletic body in his arms when he answered: "Yes mother." Jill's body could have belonged to someone ten years younger. Her breasts (small c-cup or maybe large b-cup) didn't sag and her belly was flat. She reached an arm around her son's neck as he mounted her. Jill's other hand guided her son's ridged pole to her moist opening. She stroked it and then moved her hips up just as her son moved forward with a short thrust. Chris was once again inside the same place from where he was born. His mind was filled with lust as he pulled back and thrust in more deeply. He wanted as much of himself inside her as he could achieve. Chris did as his mother had requested. He leaned down so he could suck her nipples. His cock never slowed as his rhythm matched hers. It was the best sex he had experienced and it was with his own mom. That was becoming too much for him. The pleasure his body was experiencing and the knowledge that this sex was forbidden was bringing him closer to orgasm. "Mother, I'm going to cum soon. Is that alright?" She looked up at him with eyes that were filled with passion. "Cum inside me Christopher. I want it deep up inside me." That's really all it took. He increased his pace and the couple moaned in unison announcing their timed mutual orgasm. Chris felt his cock head swell inside his mom's tight vagina. And then he was past the point of no return. "Cumming mom" Jill's body quaked as she felt his flood of hot semen rushing up through her cervix. If this had been real sex Chris would have almost certainly made his mother pregnant with the potency of his sperm. A standard Parallax session was two hours. Since Chris had not specified a different length he knew that his time was running out. But he wanted his mom on top. He wanted to support her light frame on his strong body. So he thought hard about his desire, after all it had worked for him before. Jill got out of bed and looked at her handsome son. "Did you like cumming in my pussy? I bet you wish it was real so you could have knocked me up, don't you?" She smiled and said: "Roll over on your back. I want to ride that monster." Chris complied but knew that only ten minutes remained. Jill straddled her son and eased her wet hole down on his shaft. It was a perfect fit as far as Chris was concerned. He thought his mother's weight on him was wonderful. Once again a rhythm was established. Both mother and son were lost in their reckless abandonment of morality. Lust was their only emotion as they fucked. Chris looked at his cock. There were only three minutes left. Then he thought only one thought. He wanted another mutual orgasm. And once again Parallax came through. With a minute left the couple both achieved full climax. Then a final kiss and she was gone. Chris opened his eyes at the program's termination and looked around. His bed was back to normal. His mom's clothes and toys were gone. All he could do is say: "Wow that was the best ever." The sex had made him ready for sleep but he wondered about how the computer generated image of his mother knew that he had lifted her password. He was sure he had selected the artificial intelligence interactive mode. But this went so far beyond anything he had done before. So he would have to watch his mom's reactions and try and figure out if she knew.