Short story of mother and son Incest

Short story of mother and son, incest stories, I took her the first time in the kitchen. I had wanted to fuck her for a long time, years. We had been alone, living on the outskirts of a small town. Just my mother and I, alone since my father died. I had quit school so I could get a job to help support us. My Mom worked too, both of us at a local food processing plant. My father had insurance, but it hadn’t been a big policy. There wasn’t much left after the funeral costs. Our combined pay gave us … Read more

Train Ride with Mom – Supernatural experience and a fully aroused mother

Incest, She always loves to explore. These days, she’s a college professor who teaches world history. It’s a career she loves because it combines her two favorite things; educating others and discussing global events. In recent years, she had expressed interest in exploring Eastern Europe. Unlike her past adventures, this was purely for personal reasons. My mother has distant roots to that part of the world. She had a desire to explore her ancestral homeland and learn about her family heritage. That was the only place she hadn’t visited yet. The timing wasn’t an issue. I was a college student and … Read more

Incest stories – The first steps that altered the bond of mother and son

Incest stories – The first steps that altered the bond of mother and son, This entire situation was able to get off the ground simply because of the state of mind I was in. So, before we get to the juicy details, you need a bit of back-story. My name is Tristan and I am 19 years old. I am mainly called “T” because my name doesn’t roll off the tongue easily, so people just gave me a nick name. I still live at home even though I am in university because it is close to my house. Most of my … Read more

Incest stories – Harry is going home after three years to his dominant mother

Incest stories,mom and son, Harry is going home after three years to his dominant mother The train carriage was empty which suited my mood due to the fact I was going home and I really wasn’t looking forward to it. I felt a dull ache in my stomach at the thought of meeting my mother again. It was because of her that I had left home in the first place. My mother Celia, is a harridan, a harpy, a she-devil or whatever title you wish to convey upon her. She had me late in life, at thirty, and she has … Read more

Returns home to his mother after university

Incest stories, mom and son, Returns home to his mother after university.. “Homeward bound, Andy?” David, my best friend at college, asked as I placed the last of the clothes in my bag. “Yep. Already been accepted into a job close enough to home that Mum pretty much insisted that I move back in.” I shrugged. “I don’t mind. I don’t think she would be lonely, but she would be living alone.” “No plans to go out into the big wide world?” Brian, my soon to be ex-roommate, asked, busy packing his own things away. “Not at the moment. The … Read more

Doing It with Daddy

Daddy’s cock was bigger and harder than ever. He kept moaning things like “you should not be doing this” and “no, Blossom” but I took no notice of negatives. Instead I gripped the bottom half of his thick shaft and marvelled at him anew. He had been impressive last weekend but surely it hadn’t been as big as this! ‘Blossom,’ he groaned, ‘don’t do something we’ll both regret.’ Right then the only thing I regretted was not watching him harden. He’d sprung out of his boxers fully erect, you see. I had to use my memory to picture his amazing … Read more

Mom’s sanity depends on son’s potency * Incest * par.3

“Look at me planning, getting ahead of myself. I haven’t, we haven’t even talked about some of the real implications here. It’s all been about the end result, a baby. But there’s a lot to think about before we plunge ahead.” “Like what, Mom? We talked it all out already about why we’re doing this.” “Why in this matter is easy. Our motives are pure, but our method is less so. Don’t you realize we would be committing incest? That’s against all the rules. Even places without rules have that as a rule.” “Mom, nobody has to know. Ever.” “And … Read more

Mom’s sanity depends on son’s potency * Incest * par.2

“Experience,” I said, and then laughed. “Don’t move around too much yet. You don’t want to let it slip back. Now when you were hurting, you probably felt yourself stiffen up. This is called ‘splinting.’ Your body wants to keep an injury immobile, so it tenses muscles around it. This can be a problem if the muscles aren’t relaxed afterwards because they want to pull you back into the hurt shape. Does that make sense?” “You REALLY sound like you know what you’re doing. I’m impressed.” “So what I’m going to do is give you a back massage that will … Read more

Mom’s sanity depends on son’s potency * Incest * par.1

Incest stories,mom and son,  Mom’s sanity depends on son’s potency “The big four-oh, Uncle Zack,” I said as I handed him his drink. “Don’t feel a day over thirty-nine … and a half!” he laughed. To tell you the truth, he didn’t look much older than me, and I just turned eighteen a couple months before. I knew this birthday party was for both Uncle Zack and my mother—identical twins—but I thought I’d give my uncle the opportunity to tell one of his favorite stories (for the hundredth time). “I forget,” I said, “who’s the oldest again?” “Glad you asked, … Read more

Virgins come together during a key party

Aly sat on her bed, wondering how much of an idiot she was. Sure, she could blame her roommate – it was Michelle that got her into this situation, after all. She really didn’t have a leg to stand on though, her rooommate only gently pushed and she went along with the rest of it. Every footstep in the hall, or brush of shadow across her door had her sitting upright, with her breath held and heart racing. It had started out as giggling whispers, tales passed down from upperclassman. They called it a key party – girls would place … Read more

Son caring for his sick mother succumbs to his desires

The guilt lay like a rock in my heart; lump in her throat. I thought that I was man enough to try to deny my sins and forget it to go on with the daily affairs of life. But that hasn’t been the case. I tried to rationalize my behavior; placing part of the blame on others to make me feel less guilty. I often wonder why we engage in guilty pleasures knowing that guilt is a demon. It is an awful, horrible sensation that eats away at your mind, consuming you if you let it, eventually, leaves you emotionally … Read more

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