Discussing Oedipal lust

AfternoonStu

Oedipalist
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Ever since my sexual awakening, I've had a special place in my naughty mind for Oedipal fantasies. Having grown up with a beautiful mother who only got more appealing as she matured, I have intimate knowledge of her body without having been intimate with her. I've peaked on her, caught her with spy cams, played with her underwear, even found naked pregnancy pictures in my dad's photo collection.

I've never acted on my fantasies and do not condone the pursuit of incestuous relationships in real life. But I very much enjoy the fantasy of it all, and have a deep fascination for the underlying psychology.

In this thread (or via PM), I would like to discuss this particular kink with like-minded people. What is it with the fantasy of bedding your own mother that makes it such a turn-on? I'm well aware that this thought has the opposite effect on most (?) people, and the rational side of me completely gets that. It is a "healthy" reaction, after all. 😊 But those who know, they know.

So, fellow Oedipals: how did it start for you, and how would you explain the reason why it excites you? Let's discuss!
 
Well first why PM? Got something to say then say it out in the open. I have a lot to say but I got things to do. So I leave you with this. First read my profile. Then read a story or more of mine. And know this I still want to fuck my sister.
 
Not sure why the mother/son thing is such a turn on to me since I never was sexually attracted to my own mother.

For me, and I'm guessing at the connection, I was always turned on by my mother's friends (no matter how ugly or attractive they were), coupled with the only 'porn' access I had - the Sears catalog. So they were always older women I was looking at. Mother/son is an 'older woman', so?
 
Someone once pointed out to be that beyond the taboo and perverseness of incest fantasies, you have to want the other person pretty damn badly to be able to cross all those lines to get to have them sexually. So maybe the pure surrendering to ultimate lust at any cost and the wrongness of it. I mean passion and lust are pretty appealing too.
 
For me, there was a sense of my mother’s tenderness toward me and her submissiveness in wanting to make me happy. The feeling that if I told her I really needed it, she would have offered her body for all of my pleasures.

Also, that the closeness between us was so filled with natural chemistry, it was easy for sexual lines to be crossed.

I can recall talking to her in her bedroom and she would change clothes in front of me. This happened even as late as when I was 30 years old. It’s an erotic memory to me. I was well into adulthood and my mom was in front of me in just a bra and panties. I’d be standing so closely and watch mom sitting on the bed taking off her pantyhose.

I suppose it was kind of aggressive, rude, or inappropriate that I wouldn’t know it was the right thing to leave the room and give my mother her privacy while she was changing clothes. But my attitude was that unless she told me to leave the room, I was going to stay because I enjoyed the eroticism of what felt like mom performing a cabaret club strip tease for an audience of just me. I liked looking at the different colors of her bras and panties.

I think these experiences deepened the emotional intimacy between me and her.
 
Not sure why the mother/son thing is such a turn on to me since I never was sexually attracted to my own mother.

For me, and I'm guessing at the connection, I was always turned on by my mother's friends (no matter how ugly or attractive they were), coupled with the only 'porn' access I had - the Sears catalog. So they were always older women I was looking at. Mother/son is an 'older woman', so?
You make a good point, and it fits my experience quite well too. Growing up before online porn, I also used mail order catalogues as masturbation material. Very "vanilla" compared to actual porn, but that input might have created a connection in my mind. Since my mother ordered a lot of her underwear from those catalogues, the transition from wanking over those pages to wanking over mental images of her weren't necessarily a huge leap.
 
It’s the taboo of it, the idea of hearing sounds of lust exit one’s mother’s lips. Touching her mature body, exploring maybe she even helps guide inexperienced hands in the knowledge of a woman’s body the way only a mother could.
Yes, you may be on to something here. The fantasy of an older woman is, I think, commonly associated with a guiding/learning figure to an unexperienced person. For most, your mother is the ultimate guiding figure through your formative years, so it might not require much of a push to have her enter your fantasies that way.
 
Yes, you may be on to something here. The fantasy of an older woman is, I think, commonly associated with a guiding/learning figure to an unexperienced person. For most, your mother is the ultimate guiding figure through your formative years, so it might not require much of a push to have her enter your fantasies that way.
Especially then, and for me it was an idea of a woman who already had a loving bond created over the years. So the idea of her sharing her body to let whatever curiosity remains be dealt with and be led by a maternal voice. Not just two hormone driven people but one who can walk through the art of seduction and how it should be done.
 
On the reverse side, I always wonder about “penis envy”. I don’t know how common it is for mothers with sons, nor how strong it is. I first heard the term when reading a book about women’s sexual fantasies back in the 90s. I found the book while snooping in my mom’s room and was fascinated by its honesty about female sexuality. Maybe this topic deserves its own thread.
 
On the reverse side, I always wonder about “penis envy”. I don’t know how common it is for mothers with sons, nor how strong it is. I first heard the term when reading a book about women’s sexual fantasies back in the 90s. I found the book while snooping in my mom’s room and was fascinated by its honesty about female sexuality. Maybe this topic deserves its own thread.
I'm only familiar with the concept of "penis envy" in the Freudian sense, i.e. how it serves as a function in the female sexual development, where it begins the transition from an attachment to the mother to competition with the mother for the attention, recognition and affection of the father.

In Oedipal fantasies of a mother bedding her son, I suppose the theory could be slightly re-interpreted along the lines of classic adult films like Taboo, where the mother begins seeing her son in a new light, as a grown man with sexual needs which she eventually is more than happy to satisfy.

Yum. 😋
 
I'm only familiar with the concept of "penis envy" in the Freudian sense, i.e. how it serves as a function in the female sexual development, where it begins the transition from an attachment to the mother to competition with the mother for the attention, recognition and affection of the father.

In Oedipal fantasies of a mother bedding her son, I suppose the theory could be slightly re-interpreted along the lines of classic adult films like Taboo, where the mother begins seeing her son in a new light, as a grown man with sexual needs which she eventually is more than happy to satisfy.

Yum. 😋

I think it’s probably natural that a mother begins to appreciate her son’s developing manhood. After all, he will often look like a young version of his father.

I remember when I was 18, my mom couldn’t keep her hands off my ass.
 
I think it’s probably natural that a mother begins to appreciate her son’s developing manhood. After all, he will often look like a young version of his father.

I remember when I was 18, my mom couldn’t keep her hands off my ass.
So, in Freudian terms, sort of a reverse Oedipus complex? 😊 In classic psychology, the process is normally resolved by the son letting go of his rivalry with his father for mom's attention and affection and looking elsewhere for such connections.

In the mind of an Oedipalist, however, it's a very welcome suggestion that the mother might instead see a worthy successor to her husband in her son. Either, as you wrote, that he simply grows up to be a younger, more virile version of his father. Or, if the parents were divorced at some point, a second chance for the mother at a relationship filled with lust and affection.
 
So, in Freudian terms, sort of a reverse Oedipus complex? 😊 In classic psychology, the process is normally resolved by the son letting go of his rivalry with his father for mom's attention and affection and looking elsewhere for such connections.

In the mind of an Oedipalist, however, it's a very welcome suggestion that the mother might instead see a worthy successor to her husband in her son. Either, as you wrote, that he simply grows up to be a younger, more virile version of his father. Or, if the parents were divorced at some point, a second chance for the mother at a relationship filled with lust and affection.

Yes. Those are all fascinating and very reasonable interpretations of this phenomenon.
 
I think it’s a combination of the trust and safety we associate with our mothers. For most, our mothers provide a loving environment while growing up.
Reading previous posts, there is definitely a theme where our mothers were often dressing or undressing in front of us and in my own case my first look at a vagina was of hers.
To me it feels like there was an implicit sense of intimacy while growing up, so to hear that many of us crossed those somewhat blurred lines shouldn’t be surprising.
 
no interest at all in my own mother sexually, but the thought of a mature older woman "mothering" me in a nurturing and guiding way is overwhelming. The ability to let go of stress and release anxiety...she "takes care" of everything, and i don't have to worry...is reminiscent of a maternal figure. That is exciting to me, and always gets me going
 
It started when I found a grocery bag with 8 VHS tapes inside it. I was a teen, a very formidable time*. Little did I know my entire lifes,I ks were created that day. Of the tapes, four were German oma movies or grandma. The other four were Taboo 1-3 and private teacher. And someone just threw it out of their car just like that.

Since that day, I've been hooked.
 
I think it’s a combination of the trust and safety we associate with our mothers. For most, our mothers provide a loving environment while growing up.
Reading previous posts, there is definitely a theme where our mothers were often dressing or undressing in front of us and in my own case my first look at a vagina was of hers.
To me it feels like there was an implicit sense of intimacy while growing up, so to hear that many of us crossed those somewhat blurred lines shouldn’t be surprising.

I agree. It makes a lot of sense. Especially with seeing the dressing and undressing it essentially placed the boy into the same privileged position his father had.

I think those incest lines can also be blurred on matters of physical affection. For example, my mom would kiss the back of my neck.
 
My mother was always affectionate, in an appropriate way.
Looking back, I can absolutely see when those lines were crossed subtly even though I was oblivious at times.
When things progressed, they moved along quickly until we ultimately crossed that line, blissfully.

I can see and completely understand all arguments or concerns about these types of relationships. The perils far outweigh the positives….

But….

I have only wonderful memories.
 
My mother was always affectionate, in an appropriate way.
Looking back, I can absolutely see when those lines were crossed subtly even though I was oblivious at times.
When things progressed, they moved along quickly until we ultimately crossed that line, blissfully.

I can see and completely understand all arguments or concerns about these types of relationships. The perils far outweigh the positives….

But….

I have only wonderful memories.
If this is true love to start with the first time.
 
For me, mom-son incest is all fantasy. I have zero desire for my real worth mother, but I enjoy the taboo of the concept. The idea of crossing such a forbidden line for intense sex. A son sliding his hard cock into the most forbidden woman imaginable.

Many of my favorite fantasies involves a son who discovers his mother’s secret, wild side. The part of her she never thought her son would see. Where everyone is enjoying themselbes.

I also don’t see much of an issue with consenting adults who want to engage in incest. There would be the issue of deformity from incest offspring. However, not all sex is about reproduction. What if the woman is on birthcontrol, tubes tied, or can’t have more kids? How is there an issue then? Also, what about same sex couples?

I always use pictures of other women for my mom-son fantasies. I do sometimes wonder. If my mother looked like this and she was willing. Would I have it in me to actually fuck my mother? It’s one thing to enjoy a fantasy of a thing. A different matter with it as a real option.

I’ve enjoyed talking the details of my mom-son fantasies - of which I have many - with women on this forum in DMs. Unfortunately, they more often have me writing paragraphs and getting one or two sentence replies.
 
I’m right there with you. I found my mom to be vivacious and attractive, but would never have gone further than some kisses and hugs. The thought of talking about sexual topics with her is another thing entirely. I wish I’d done that more in the past.
 
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