Originally Posted by BonnevilleFlats
FWIW, this is how I ended up posting oedipal stories here.
When I was fifteen I saw the Bernadrdo Bertolucci movie, La Luna on HBO and was totally turned on by Jill Clayburgh and her son getting it on. No, I didn't imagine doing it with my own mother. But in my adolescent fantasies I imagined that Jill Clayburgh was my mother coming into my room at night and asking me where I got my sexy underwear. About a year later a man wrote a letter to Ann Landers about how his wife and stepson were giving each other full body massages every night in front of the television and if this is normal. No, I didn't imagine my own mother doing this to me. Instead, I pretended my forty something math teacher with the big tits was my mother who recently re-married and the two of us got naughty every night underneath a blanket right in front of my step-father. It was a much better fantasy than the one where the math teach gave me detention and as I was cleaning the classroom floor I crawled underneath the desk and stuck my head between her thighs.
These are fantasies. I don't see the harm in indulging in them. I don't think they are any more depraved than some other fantasy provided the person understands the line between fantasy and reality. I also don't think these stories will entice a person to commit incest or any other sex crime unless they are already on the verge of doing it and, if that is the case, it is probably some kind of abuse that brought them to that point, not a story on lit.
I write these stories because my own fantasies made me curious about people who actually engage in this sort of thing for reasons other than abuse. How do they get there? What are the people like? How does this change them? Understanding people is the main reason why I write fiction. Instead of studying psychology I make up stories about people.
I think the movie Taboo in the 70's really kicked incest into gear as a major fantasy.
For me incest is about the ultimate taboo, crossing the one line that as sick as our current society is, is still considered wrong.
But I also look closely at the emotional aspect. I don't read or write, "mom was hot why not?' I like the idea of someone being in love with the one person they should not be.