Write ahead:
I love reading incest stories, even my family background is exactly the same as most of the incest stories narrated. But God forbid I ever have sexual fantasies about my family. It’s just a real life catharsis. In real life, I’m a perfectly decent person, even morally clean. But this kind of life is restraining me from being able to breathe. The most forbidden thing in human society gives me a channel for catharsis. It fulfills my dark side, so to speak! In any case, that doesn’t mean I’m going to do it, as I’m sure most of my incest-loving readers are. So I hope that underage readers and the mentally immature will leave this place and come back when they can tell the difference between reality and fantasy!
The following story is ripped from English and is a bit of an alternative. It can be described as a mother raping her son. It looks quite fresh and I hope you will enjoy it.
Most of the stories I’ve read about mother-son incest are more fantasy than fact, and most of them seem to be about the son seducing the mom and the mom giving in to the son’s desires. But that’s not what happened to me. My mother forced me to have sex with her until she passed away shortly after my 18th birthday.
It started when I was twelve. She had just ended her third marriage. She told me later that it was because she was too sexually active. Her first marriage was to a much older man. Mom divorced him quickly and got a big alimony payment. Then she had a wild time and wasn’t sure who she had me with.
When I was twelve years old. She was almost fifty, but still a very beautiful woman. We lived in a fancy residential neighborhood, but my mother could only afford a one-room apartment here. Because it was close to where she worked and the prestige of the location helped her career. However there is only one room here so I have to sleep on the couch. This then creates a nuisance to my privacy.
It was at this point that I discovered the pleasure of masturbation and I began to become interested in sex. I think my mother must have seen me masturbating a few times, although she didn’t say anything about it. The change in our relationship occurred shortly after her last divorce. She always liked to go out on dates with young, handsome guys, but as she got older, that became more and more difficult. So more and more she was confined to the house, and she felt frustrated by it.
One day she decided to do something to change that. Later that night, when she went to the kitchen to get a drink of water, she happened to run into me masturbating. When she came over, I tried to cover up. She smiled vaguely and said
‘You know you shouldn’t be doing this on your own if you don’t want to turn gay’
I was shocked to hear that I had never questioned my sexuality until my mom said that.
‘You should have let a woman help you with that’
‘But no woman would do that for me.’
‘You have’ said mom ‘what would you say if I told you that older, wiser mothers in society hand over tips on sex to their sons?’
I was too shy to say a word.
‘Do you wish it?’
‘But it’s not right.’ I said ‘Besides, I like girls my own age.’
Mom smiled and opened her bodice, showing off her breasts in front of me. Mom’s breasts were large and full, with two large nipples that turned a fiery red when she got excited.
‘Do you think a girl your age would have this?’
She took my hand and put it on her breast. I tried to remove my hand, but she slapped me and told me to “listen to my mom”. I was a horny, horny boy and of course I couldn’t resist such a tempting body… but she was my mom.
I tried to stop this. Mom said I could stop if I was gay. Then she asked me to prove I wasn’t gay. She pulled my face close to her breasts and rubbed her breasts against my face. She wanted me to lick her breasts and she wanted me to suck her nipples. Mom even flung her ample bosom back and forth in my face. Then she stood up and pulled me into the room and practically threw me on the bed. Mom took off her nightgown and showed her naked body to me. Mom’s body was so full and attractive. She stood in front of me like a soldier on parade and asked me if a woman my age would have a body like that. Then mom turned around to show me her ? part and also pulled the ? part pulled back to put her rear hole close to my face. Then mom lay back on the floor and spread her legs to show me her pussy.
‘Have you seen this?’ Mom knew what the answer was, of course.
Mom straddled my face to give me a closer look. Her bottom had not very thick pubic hair that was wet and oozing with a sweet odor. I could see her beautiful pussy lips. Then mom spread her pussy lips with her hand so I could see the peach blossom that gave birth to me.
‘Like Mommy’s pussy? Dear son,’ mom asked with a moan.
I try to avert my eyes, but mom clamps her knee over my head.
‘Son, I want you to play with mommy’s pussy.’
I didn’t make a move, so mom took my hand and put it on her pussy. Mom forced me to play with it and asked me to stick my finger in her pussy.
‘Now, be a good little boy and lick your mom’s lust from your fingers.’
I obeyed her order. It tasted kind of strangely sweet, which surprised me that this looked like it might be a little dirty but tasted so good.
‘Taste mom’s pussy with your mouth.’ Mom ordered.
I refused, but mom pressed her pussy against my face and I had to comply. She wanted my tongue in her pussy and for me to lick her clit. She even wanted me to suck her asshole. Mom moaned, shuddered and jerked on top of me as I did this. And she kept calling me names like “dear bastard son”, “my capable son”, “good son who fucks mommy”, “my horny son” and so on. “my horny son. When I realized that I had inhaled a lot of lustful water, my mom fell on my face and screamed as she climaxed.
‘Now, you need to serve your slutty mom well.’ Mom said lustfully ‘Honey, I need your big cock to do some bad, bad things.’
At the same time, mom took my clothes off. I was so excited and as could not control myself. Even though I know it’s wrong, I’m just an ordinary guy and my cock is still too hard to stand under this kind of temptation. In any case, it seemed that the more I resisted, the more aroused mom would get.
Mom held my cock in her hand and slowly sat down. She let out a moan of joy as she began to swing wildly on top of me, slamming her pussy against my cock. Whenever I was close to cumming, mom stopped to catch her breath, she didn’t let me cum easily and then thrust again. In this way mom toyed with me most of the night until she got many orgasms in me before she stopped and I was finally able to cum painfully. I shot a thick, hot load of cum into mom’s pussy and she screamed out as she had another orgasm. With that, mom lay on top of me and fell asleep. The next day when I woke up mom was sucking on my cock to get me erect again. Mom said to me ‘From now on you are my man.’ Then she asked me to repeat last night’s sex scene with her. Our relationship continued until I was about to graduate from high school and she was involved in an unexpected car accident that killed her. During those six years, my mom forbade me to hang out with other girls, she made me sleep directly with her, and she wanted me to play all kinds of sex scenes with her. And she made me afraid to tell anyone about what happened between us, mother and son, because no one would believe me over her.