Adult incest - Mother and son

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Seven day challenge

Mom and son find themselves both in the need of a vacation. Both are single at the time and are experiencing some loneliness. They live apart in different cities. They schedule a week long vacation.

The first day is great for each. Alcohol loosens up the conversation ... which turns to sex and admission of desires.

Both are on board and are intrigued about the taboo, but are concerned about the effects once they cross the line. Son suggests small steps that allow for a tiny progression. Each can stop the progression at any time.

Day 1: Stories - they tell each other about fantasies, first times, etc. They become honest with each other.
Day 2: Nudity - they put themselves on display to each other. There is a non sexual massage - filled with sexual tension.
Day 3: Kissing - they lay in bed learning how each other likes to kiss.
Day 4: Masturbation - they teach the other how they like to touch themselves
Day 5: Masturbate the other - they use the techniques from the previous day to get each other off
Day 6: Oral - the learning continues
Day 7: No going back - they wake up in each other's arm. They are fully knowledgeable with each other by their stories, and slow progression. Full on raw uninhibited sex .
 
I think it's a good idea but that it would work better if they don't talk TOO much about what they are doing right away. The element of erotic tension is enhanced if the taboo and reluctance elements remain through most of the series until near the end. So, for example, they start kissing, but they're not willing to do more than that and on Days 1 through 3 they don't have any expectation or intention to end up having sex. Don't make it too planned. Let some of it happen by accident, or unexpectedly.

For instance, on Day 2, they plan to do another massage, but without really planning to do it they start kissing. That's sexier than if they've had it all planned out ahead of time.

But the overall idea of it -- a vacation where on each day the action gets heavier and hotter -- sounds fun. I'm working on my own story with a 7-day vacation format, hopefully to be submitted with the Summer contest.
 
All or nothing

I agree with Simon. Once that steel wall of society's norms is opened I am not sure it's easy to stop. I would say 6 days of close calls, but the moment if the wall opening, the knowledge they share that each wants the other and is wiling. I think "Jack and Diane" went through seven days of courtship if you will. It is the incredible fear of rejection and/or revelation, not only to the other, but if they tell anyone. That is the fear that fuels the fire. For something this taboo, it would be all or nothing I imagine. It is the playing of the game that is the fun, to me at least.

Oh yeah so my 7 days... Through out these events each is fantasizing about "what can never be" and "what I should not even think of".

1) Son home from college, matured and confident, to empty house after divorce.
2) Son comes down to breakfast only in shorts.
3) Mom sunbathes having seriously slimmed down after the divorce in the fall.
4) Son masturbates, louder than he things as mom is next door putting away clothes.
5) Mom discovers her vibrator moved and the ipad where she writes literotica not as she left it.
6) Son's birthday and mom makes his favorite meal with wine, fantasizing of seducing him. He goes out after dinner, leaving her sad and feeling down, finishes the wine.
7) Son comes home late and drunk finds mom on the couch in her robe. Sees the empty whine bottle and glass....
 
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I agree with Simon. Once that steel wall of society's norms is opened I am not sure it's easy to stop. I would say 6 days of close calls, but the moment if the wall opening, the knowledge they share that each wants the other and is wiling. I think "Jack and Diane" went through seven days of courtship if you will. It is the incredible fear of rejection and/or revelation, not only to the other, but if they tell anyone. That is the fear that fuels the fire. For something this taboo, it would be all or nothing I imagine. It is the playing of the game that is the fun, to me at least.

Oh yeah so my 7 days... Through out these events each is fantasizing about "what can never be" and "what I should not even think of".

1) Son home from college, matured and confident, to empty house after divorce.
2) Son comes down to breakfast only in shorts.
3) Mom sunbathes having seriously slimmed down after the divorce in the fall.
4) Son masturbates, louder than he things as mom is next door putting away clothes.
5) Mom discovers her vibrator moved and the ipad where she writes literotica not as she left it.
6) Son's birthday and mom makes his favorite meal with wine, fantasizing of seducing him. He goes out after dinner, leaving her sad and feeling down, finishes the wine.
7) Son comes home late and drunk finds mom on the couch in her robe. Sees the empty whine bottle and glass....


Mom is sunbathing in the backyard and something draws her attention to the house. She cracks an eye and see what appears to be a shadow of someone in the upstairs windows looking out at her. She realizes that it is her son and wonders what he is thinking about.

She closes her eyes, knowing that he is watching her barely covered body. She can’t stop thinking about the size of her sons bulge through his shorts at breakfast the day before. She remembers thinking about his cock when she was touching herself in the shower afterwards and suddenly realizes that her hands had moved without her realizing it and one hand was cupping her beast and the other was pressed against the thin material of her bikini bottoms.

She peeks again and sees that he is still there watching her. She can barely take it and goes inside before she crosses a line. She gives herself the biggest orgasm she’s had in years in her bed while thinking about her son watching her.
 
Mom is sunbathing in the backyard and something draws her attention to the house. She cracks an eye and see what appears to be a shadow of someone in the upstairs windows looking out at her. She realizes that it is her son and wonders what he is thinking about.

She closes her eyes, knowing that he is watching her barely covered body. She can’t stop thinking about the size of her sons bulge through his shorts at breakfast the day before. She remembers thinking about his cock when she was touching herself in the shower afterwards and suddenly realizes that her hands had moved without her realizing it and one hand was cupping her beast and the other was pressed against the thin material of her bikini bottoms.

She peeks again and sees that he is still there watching her. She can barely take it and goes inside before she crosses a line. She gives herself the biggest orgasm she’s had in years in her bed while thinking about her son watching her.

Awkwardly she says "hello" as he enters the kitchen. He is wearing only a swimsuit headed to the pool.

"Hey mom" he says as though he had not been looking down at her. "How are you?" he says stepping next to her a she cuts up a watermelon. He takes a piece and watches him suck int into his mouth. She feels that rush of excitement, even after just been upstairs in her room.

"Going for a swim?" she asks trying to keep her eyes off him. He moves away allowing her to take a look at him. He had been working out since he went to school and it shows.

"I thought I would lay in the sun." he says as she raises her eyes to see he has caught her looking at him, and smiles.

"I was out earlier, it's a glorious day." she says with a smile.

"I know." his admissions nearly buckles her knees as he turns, slides the glass door open and walks out.
 
Awkwardly she says "hello" as he enters the kitchen. He is wearing only a swimsuit headed to the pool.

"Hey mom" he says as though he had not been looking down at her. "How are you?" he says stepping next to her a she cuts up a watermelon. He takes a piece and watches him suck int into his mouth. She feels that rush of excitement, even after just been upstairs in her room.

"Going for a swim?" she asks trying to keep her eyes off him. He moves away allowing her to take a look at him. He had been working out since he went to school and it shows.

"I thought I would lay in the sun." he says as she raises her eyes to see he has caught her looking at him, and smiles.

"I was out earlier, it's a glorious day." she says with a smile.

"I know." his admissions nearly buckles her knees as he turns, slides the glass door open and walks out.

Mmmm, I like that. You’ve got a great writing style too ;-)

She watching him walk over to the lounge chair before heading upstairs. Curious, she decides to check his room and finds a pile of tissues in his garbage can. She reaches for one and realizes that it is wet. Her sons fresh cum is now on her finger as she stares out at him through the same window that he was spying on her.

The thought of him jerking off to her body was nearly too much for her, she needed to touch herself again. She pulls her shorts and panties down and leans against the window sill imagining what it would be like to feel her sons large cock inside of her. Her fingers were pushing her over the edge as she hears the sliding door to the kitchen slam shut.

She was so distracted she didn’t even see her son come back in. She pulls her shorts on and quickly runs back to her room.

Moments later there is a knock at her door and she opens it to find her son standing there in his bathing suit, his body glistening from the sun.

“Uh, mom. I found this in my room.” He says as he holds up the panties that she had just been wearing.

“Oh, I... uh... I must’ve drop those when I was doing the laundry.”

She was grateful that she came up with something plausible but they both knew that it was a lie.

She watches as if I’m slow motion as he holds her panties up to his nose and takes a deep inhale.

“I guess you’re right, they smell dirty.” He says with a smirk as he hands them back to her before heading to the shower.
 
Mmmm, I like that. You’ve got a great writing style too ;-)

She watching him walk over to the lounge chair before heading upstairs. Curious, she decides to check his room and finds a pile of tissues in his garbage can. She reaches for one and realizes that it is wet. Her sons fresh cum is now on her finger as she stares out at him through the same window that he was spying on her.

The thought of him jerking off to her body was nearly too much for her, she needed to touch herself again. She pulls her shorts and panties down and leans against the window sill imagining what it would be like to feel her sons large cock inside of her. Her fingers were pushing her over the edge as she hears the sliding door to the kitchen slam shut.

She was so distracted she didn’t even see her son come back in. She pulls her shorts on and quickly runs back to her room.

Moments later there is a knock at her door and she opens it to find her son standing there in his bathing suit, his body glistening from the sun.

“Uh, mom. I found this in my room.” He says as he holds up the panties that she had just been wearing.

“Oh, I... uh... I must’ve drop those when I was doing the laundry.”

She was grateful that she came up with something plausible but they both knew that it was a lie.

She watches as if I’m slow motion as he holds her panties up to his nose and takes a deep inhale.

“I guess you’re right, they smell dirty.” He says with a smirk as he hands them back to her before heading to the shower.

Her chest pounded as her nerves were nearly worn through. Her fingers felt the soft cotton as his smirk burned in her imagination.

"Jesus Christ! What am I doing?" she chided herself as she closed the door. She had never felt like this with anyone. Her ex-husband was barely acceptable in bed and she had gotten knocked up so fast she hardly had a chance to say no to marriage. Since then it had been a few times a month, if she was lucky and then it was take it or leave it.

She sniffed the panties and knew her pungent scent had filled his nose and much as it did hers.

She began rationalizing, "he's an adult. He can do what he wants. I mean, it's not illegal..." her words were soft and quiet as she ran her hands over her body where it felt especially good. Then she heard the boards in the hallway under the old carpeting creak. Was he listening? Did he hear her? Her heart raced again as she faced the door expecting it to open and her imagination ran wild as she thought of him taking her to the bed and kissing her, stripping her with the zeal of a man who had wanted a woman his entire life and now there was nothing holding him back. She had never refused him little in the past and now, with his father gone and her heart aching to be held and made whole she knew he could have her. She began to undress and prayed he would not open the door, until he did...
 
There is the idea of the mother trying to educate her son on how to make love to a woman. The idea of doing this on a seven day vacation seems ideal. This would mean the opposite about conversation, in that there should be more, and that this is instigated and directed by the mother. Each day does become a lesson, just as before.
 
There is the idea of the mother trying to educate her son on how to make love to a woman. The idea of doing this on a seven day vacation seems ideal. This would mean the opposite about conversation, in that there should be more, and that this is instigated and directed by the mother. Each day does become a lesson, just as before.

Although I think that could happen and be hot., I feel the initial act would be so... forbidden and exciting, there would be little discussion or coaching, as years of attraction and fantasy coming into reality would make for the wonderment of timeless passion. No calculating lesson plans when that person you have lived your life wanting and being told you cannot have, is suddenly available and willing. But that's just me. Maybe I should be on a different thread.
 
Although I think that could happen and be hot., I feel the initial act would be so... forbidden and exciting, there would be little discussion or coaching, as years of attraction and fantasy coming into reality would make for the wonderment of timeless passion. No calculating lesson plans when that person you have lived your life wanting and being told you cannot have, is suddenly available and willing. But that's just me. Maybe I should be on a different thread.

I completely agree. You could have the mom watching the son acting in appropriately with a girl his age and she decides to teach him how to treat a woman...
 
Perhaps it starts as a verbal discussion, and he begins to let her watch and coach afterwards. After a few sessions they just break the ice with a short tutorial...
 
Perhaps it starts as a verbal discussion, and he begins to let her watch and coach afterwards. After a few sessions they just break the ice with a short tutorial...
To my mind, moms aren't considering their children for sexual excitement... they tend to be "fixers" of their children's issues... so they take control and guide them through life's issues...
The mom knows her son needs a dominant woman to keep him on the right path... as mom has done... and the best way for her son to learn to respect, appreciate and obey a dominant woman is to always associate his sexual pleasure with his obedience and devotion to pleasing that dominant woman...
Mom sees her son struggling to maintain a relationship with a good woman... her son is selfish... and it's time for mom to take matters into her own hands to teach him... so it surely begins with a talk through which mom can use her influence and admonish him for his selfish behavior... coaxing to admit he's excited when he excites her too... convincing him that she will take care of his needs if he's obedient to her and puts her pleasure and needs first...
 
Sounds like you had a dominant mom... Not all are that way. Do you all want the same kind of mom that you had or do others appeal?
 
Sounds like you had a dominant mom... Not all are that way. Do you all want the same kind of mom that you had or do others appeal?

She doesn’t need to be terribly dominant for it to work.

She sees her son upset after a bad date. She comforts him and after he tells her what happened she realizes that her son doesn’t know how to be a proper gentleman and treat a lady with respect.

She offers to give him some pointers but he is resistant. Eventually she convinces him that he will be able to win his GF back if he does what she says.

For his first lesson she teaches him how to dress better. They go to his room and she picks out some outfits for him. He changes in front of her and she sees how developed her sons chest and muscles are.

Afterwards she suggests they have a practice dinner date. She gets herself ready and maybe while in the shower her mind flashes back to her sons chest. She wonders why she is even bothering to trim her pussy but decides that she is just doing what she would do for any date.

While picking out her outfit she changes her mind at the last minute and chooses a dress she bought for a date a while back that she never wore.

They have dinner at a restaurant in a nearby hotel. After a few glasses of wine and some tips on etiquette she suggests they dance. The dance floor is crowded and dark and the music is slow. She teaches him where to put his hands and how to lead.

While dancing she feels his hand slowly moving down her back and into the curve of her butt. He catches himself and apologizes but she moves his hand back and reminds him that this is a date.

After a few minutes longer she turns to him and asks him if he knows how to kiss. He gives her a tentative peck on the lips. She isn’t satisfied and shows him how to properly kiss a woman. Then she tells him to try it.

They begin making out on the dance floor with his hand still cradling her ass through her tight dress.
 
I do think freakyguy41 was looking for a fairly strong hand from mom, but yes you make a compelling point, teachers can take different routes to the same end.

"Am I really doing this?" she asked herself in the bathroom mirror she had primped in front of for his father. "He wants me, I think?" her doubts crept in even after the car ride home with his hand on her thigh and the kiss in the darkened kitchen where she had packed his lunch for all the years before.
 
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Your animation does bring the question of age into this discussion. Obviously 36 and 18 are the youngest allowed, but the title of this thread is adult incest, and perhaps that is leaning to a more mature coupling. Have you naughty boys kept your degenerate thoughts going into middle age or older?
 
There is the idea of the mother trying to educate her son on how to make love to a woman. The idea of doing this on a seven day vacation seems ideal. This would mean the opposite about conversation, in that there should be more, and that this is instigated and directed by the mother. Each day does become a lesson, just as before.

I agree this is a good idea and could work, but if it's a 7 day/7 chapter series it will work better if the elements of taboo, reluctance, resistance, surprise, and overcoming resistance -- which are crucial titillating elements in a good mom-son incest story -- should be present in each chapter. It's much more titillating this way than if mom and son completely work out their plan on day 1, or if mom does.

So on Day 1 the subject comes up of son's inexperience and mom's disapproval of how he is with women and how she wants to deal with it, and they have sexy, titillating conversation, have wine together. They're both turned on. Something happens. Maybe they kiss. After it's over they retreat to their rooms and masturbate.

Day 2 there's nudity and she teaches son about the human body. She tries to convince herself it's all about the education but she's turned on and wants to go further. Son claims he sincerely wants an education but really he's getting turned on by mom. They're both kidding each other and themselves. Both experience internal conflict, resistance, but also the overwhelming desire that overcomes resistance, step by step.

And so on, each day. Each day is a new "lesson" and each of them claims to be sincerely interested, and mom knows in her heart that this "shouldn't" go any further, but, gosh, there's so much to teach her son, and he's such a good student . . .
 
Perhaps if she was one of those free spirit types, so she was more like a friend than authority figure, seeing her nude, or talking about sex isn't a rare thing. He decided to push how lenient she is, or something. Just gotta figure out how they get to fucking.
 
Perhaps if she was one of those free spirit types, so she was more like a friend than authority figure, seeing her nude, or talking about sex isn't a rare thing. He decided to push how lenient she is, or something. Just gotta figure out how they get to fucking.

This could be hot too, but for me, being on the conservative side myself, the idea of crossing a barrier that is so taboo, so unthinkable and still going for it makes for a much more exciting story. Not taking anything away from the open and honest, non-encumbered by societal norms idea, just seems there is less tension and that is what I find exciting in a story.

It's only 2 cents so feel free to toss it :)

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"It hurts a lot mom"

Johnny started dating a girl during his first year of college. When things started getting a little more sexual, he often came home with blue-balls; the painful condition men experience due to frustrated sexual ambition. Embarrassed, Johnny told his mom; and she advised him to masturbate. "I don't know how...", he had whined so pitifully, being in obvious pain. "Go sit on the couch, and I'll help you", his mom said.
 
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