****** Baby Can't Sleep Mama by Firefly ******
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Baby Can't Sleep Mama


I handled a very severe case of Oedipus complex that was slowly draining away a
young man's life. A couple came to me for the traditional massage to relax an
overworked young man. His wife explained that the man was tensed and would
frequently burst into a fit of anger, invariably directed towards his selfish
mother.

The young man, Francis Chong responded very well to me like duck to water. He
would fall into a deep sleep after a workout and soft music to ease his mind.
The wife Mei Ling would chat while Chong rested. She said that that was all the
sleep he got, in my workroom. I offered to give her a free massage while
Francis snored wearing the headphones.

Mei Ling took a second to decide and then nodded submissively. I motioned her
to lie down on the other workbench. We knew that we had about an hour to
ourselves. Mei Ling quivered when I touched her. My firm touch calmed her
nerves.

"Unbutton your blouse," I said quietly.

She took a deep breath. I kneaded her exposed breasts and got her nipples to
harden. I worked my way down towards her crotch. Then I placed a hand on her
crotch. She turned her face towards me and opened her legs wider. As I rubbed
her pussy I felt Mei Ling's hand reach out and grabbed hold of my penis.

The bench was just about the height that placed her head at level to my penis.
I pulled down the fly of my pants. Mei Ling opened her mouth and I delivered my
meat into her mouth. She sucked and munched on the meat like a wild and starved
animal. I let her at it until she began to moan softly.

I took my meat out of her mouth and said to her, "I am going to break my
professional code, Mei Ling. I will break into you."

She lifted her waist and pulled up her skirt. Then she took off her black
panties. She watched me as I took the panty from her hand and whiffed at the
crotch. I lay on top of her and stabbed her. It was one quick downward motion
and my dick hit her squarely at her crack. She caught her breath as I lunged
into her. Mei Ling had joined the adulteress club.

We lost control immediately when our genitals fitted and locked together. She
was completely focused on my penis that had screwed deep inside her. She was
desolated. I was enthralled that I got feast on the lovely meat.

We worked ourselves in frenzy. Both of us were driven by an unconscious will to
fecundation, albeit illicit. We did not have the luxury of time for foreplay
and tender lovemaking. It was purely a physical engagement. Wham, bang, thank
you ma'am.

She was in surrender and total submission to whatever and however I wished to
take her, and I to her the passage to achieve her secret desire to be a common
whore. I was determined to ejaculate as quickly and powerfully as possible and
Mei Ling was single minded about her orgasm.

Mei Ling was of the class of lovely women that one seldom gets to meet in a
close encounter. The agony on her face pushed me over the threshold. I jerked
violently as I pumped out my juices, and she groaned and thrashed like a rodeo
horse.

I laid heavily on her while we regained our breath. Then I got off her. She
went to the washroom to wash off the sticky goo. I told her of a plan to help
her husband's psychological problem.

Francis had a very acute case of Oedipus complex, the secret desire to marry
his mother. I instructed Mei Ling to act out the role of a dominating woman,
which every mother was towards the son. It was to be a play act of mother
dominating her son and then allow him to take his revenge by pounding her into
capitulation in bed. She had to call him son when he ejaculated and when she
orgasm.

In the meanwhile I planned to engage his mother for help to gratify his strong
sexual craving. He had to have the real thing, I believed. Francis would be
satisfied for the time being, but he could not be denied of real thing. Of
course nobody knew or dared to admit the truth, except I.

I met Francis's mother Li Li in a beauty salon that she frequented. I convinced
her that a body massage would enhance her beauty. She agreed to use my service.

Li Li was a widow and lived alone. I perceived that she was a sexually
neglected woman. She knew that she was vulnerable but I got her trust from the
very beginning of our encounter. After I had given her a thorough massage in
the normal manner, I proposed to her that we proceed to an erotic massage, to
excite her body into 'aliveness.' I warned her that I had to fondle her breasts
and very lightly her pussy too. She need not remove her clothes though. I
worked up a tension in her body by expert manipulation of her sensuality.

I put on a hardcore movie in the vcr and told her that she had an hour to
herself. She could take a nap or whatever. As I was about to leave the room, I
told her that many of my clients self-masturbated after a thorough body
massage. It was a normal way to end a massage session. I left the toys by the
bedside.

Li Li called me in after half an hour. She was speared eagle on the bed. She
had manipulated herself into a tempest. She needed the prick to pierce the
demon inside. I undid my pants quickly and in silence for it was evident of her
dire circumstance. She wrapped her legs round my back as I straddled her. I
rammed her for a good few minutes. Then I whispered that the entire session was
for her, and I rolled her on top of me.

"Go for it Li Li," I urged. "Let me watch you orgasm."

Li Li unloaded her lust on me. She exploded within a few powerful and furious
buckling with me firmly anchored inside her. I guessed that it was the anchor
that kept us joined together, as the ultimate death throe was the wildest I had
with any women.

Li Li came frequently for servicing and we could talk freely about techniques
on sexual gratification. She was very broadminded. Then I broached on incest.
She asked whether any people indulged in that. I assured her that it was a
noteworthy wide-spread practice, although nobody talked about it. There was an
increas in wife swapping too. As to incest, there was one taboo. The woman must
absolutely eschew pregnancy. Every affaire d'amour was the game of inseminating
a woman but to dodge pregnancy like the Russian roulette.

When she was engrossed with imaginations and temptation I mentioned her son's
problem that I believed arose from his fascination with her. She admitted that
she had neglected him. She had made love with her brother-in-law under
Francis's watchful eye when he was three years old. When he was ready for
school, she took the opportunity and sent him to a boarding school. She noticed
that he had displayed a sexual awakening with her as the target. I explained
that he was ostracized because she allowed 'others' to get up close and feasted
her as the main course while he got locked out.

I persuaded Li Li to give Francis a liaison and he should get well after that.
She was the only person who could release him from bondage. It was her duty
because she created the psychology of rejection, horrendous because his
psychology expected the contrary. It was his birthright to be the closest to
her.

She said, "I did not realize that. I am not sure whether I can do it. I am
afraid of rejection."

I told her to begin with masturbation, the very usual first foot in to the
whole New World.

"Making love to me is incest in a way since I am more than old enough to be
your dad," I teased her.

She playfully punched me at my crotch and said, "Let me give him what he wants
from me. He is my son and I will do anything for him."

True to my theory, Mei Ling visited me and reported that the plan worked well
and they had many workouts that exhilarated them physically and mentally.
Unfortunately, his libido was abating. To make matters worse, she was initiated
on the track for more libertine activity. I declared that we had to help her
husband to get into his mother's panties, the ultimate barrier to a full and
complete reunion. I was going to arrange for Francis to penetrate his mother.
His case was the classical determinant to promote incest.

It was another session of tradition massage as far as Francis was concerned.
According to plan, Li Li accompanied him to my office. His wife could not get a
day off from work. Li Li reclined on the broad workbench as I began my usual
treatment on Francis. I thought that Francis was unaware of the special
arrangement, and that both mother and son were unaware that Mei Ling had come
in earlier and was sitting in a special room. Mei Ling had insisted on
witnessing the decadence of her mother-in-law.

"Li Li," I said. "Will you try massaging him like this? I think that your touch
will relax him."

Li Li laid her hands on his shoulders. "Put on these blinders Francis," I
suggested. "This will help you imagine. Think of something nice, think that you
are lying on the beach." I continued to talk to Li Li as she got used to
touching him. She had taken the role of the masseur. I stood behind Li Li and
fondled her breasts as her hands worked her son.

"Think of a lovely woman walking on the beach."

That was the first shot to raise the temperature. And both mother and son began
to converse. I had to stop fondling Li Li as it was affecting her speech.

"Seduce him. Let your bare breasts swipe his mouth. When he gets the feel of a
hardened nipple in his mouth, he will lead the way," I whispered but loud
enough for Francis to hear. I dimmed the lights and switched on the color
lights. I quietly left the room.

Mei Ling was highly agitated in the other room. She had watched the pageantry.
Having left the room, I took some time to bathe and clean myself. When I was
ready for my own escapade I joined Mei Ling. I was expectant. Her eyes were
glued to the special aperture with a full view of the workroom.

"What are they doing?" I asked as I groped Mei Ling's breasts from behind. She
turned around and leaned against the wall with her eyes closed. I kissed her
breasts and said, "What were they doing?"

She hissed through her teeth, "I am so jealous I could die."

"Don't be," I said as I undid the buttons of her dress. "Take your revenge on
me."

She threw her arms round my neck, and smothered me with her kisses. She hissed
again, "She is a bitch. She allows her son to fuck her. They are fucking right
now. Take a look. Bitch."

"You look and tell me how they are doing it," I said. I forced her to look
through the aperture again.

"She is being taken from behind like a bitch in heat."

"Like this? The same way I am doing you?"

Mei Ling was oblivious that I had removed her clothes piece by piece. She
suddenly realized that I had taken her by her ass hole. I jabbed her
mercilessly. She clung on to the wall to receive the full impact. She knew
there was no return and that nothing could stop me from spilling my seed
inside. I would rape to get that done. Then she fell forward on her belly,
exhausted by the ordeal.

Li Li had come home. She need not go flirting to test out a new lover any more.
He was there all the while, at home waiting for her to give. Mei Ling continued
to visit me infrequently for a workout and to do me the occasional favor.

"Mei Ling, you have to tryout lesbianism with your mother. A threesome is the
ultimate family happiness for that man."

Mei Ling's last visit was to tell me that Francis Chong had been completely
cured and that she was having an affaire d'amour with her-mother-in law. She
bid me farewell.

The lord knows that I had grown to love the two women. But at last, I can't get
to keep them. I felt a painful emptiness and the pain should follow me to my
grave.

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