Jimmy Hugh: How to seduce your mom? Horny son’s experience shows one path to mother-son incest (case narrative)

[This entry was initially posted to the original Red Keyhole blog on 23 April 2011.]

It’s natural and commonplace for a son to be attracted to his mom – it’s what Sigmund Freud identified as the Oeidpus complex, after the tragic character in Greek mythology that, unknowingly, mated with his mother and produced two incestuous children. Most of the time, filial sexual feelings toward Mom (among the most taboo of all sexual urges) are vigorously suppressed. But for some young men, the sexual desire for their mother is nearly overwhelming, and, if the son’s “courtship” strategy is effective, and if Mom’s sexual desire for her son is aroused, then, mutually enjoyable, consensual incest might result, with major activity happening in the bedroom.

This case – with a narrative drawn from a September 2010 response to the question “How to seduce your own mom?” posted by a young man, identified as Jimmy Hugh, on the Answerbag website – illustrates how one young man successfully fulfilled his intense sexual lust for his mom, seducing her into an ongoing consensual incestuous relationship.

If this case illustrates anything, it demonstrates how passion, persistence, and probably strong sexual chemistry on the part of both family members can overcome one of the strongest sexual taboos in current society. It also illustrates the skillful use of the power of the kiss and the caress between son and mother. Kissing and caressing come naturally between mom and son (and dad and daughter) … but these forms of affection can be manipulated so they mutate in character into means to express sexual attraction and to arouse sexual passion.


The right combination of passion, persistence, and sexual chemistry can lead mother and son into a mututally enjoyable incestuous relationship.

The original narrative has been moderately edited for orthographic correction and to improve readability. It should be noted that, in recounting their experiences, narrators in such sexual forums relish reliving many of the erotic details of their activities. That seems to be true in this case, and thus, original language and dialect have been retained as much as possible – including very mature and sexually explicit language – in part to indicate such aspects as psychological dynamics, emotional and moral attitudes, and physical logistics.

I wanted to fuck my mom so bad. She [is] hot in my eyes. My mom is very poor – no car, [and] she gets these guys that hit her all the time – [so] I talked her into [moving] in with me, to help her get on her feet. But I live in the country, and with her not having a car, she [is] always at home. I put a little hole in the wall on the bathroom and watched her take a shower all the time.

Then I got up to asking her … telling her how I felt. I told her that “I am the only one there for you” [and] “All the men you get want to hurt you …. I [will] help give you a place [to] feed you and do anything you ask of me … and I [will]never ask for anything back.”

I told her I loved her very much. She told me she loved me.

Then I said, “I love you [more] than just a mom.” She did not say anything. I hugged her and looked into her eyes.
Then I slowly started to kiss her, looking into her eyes … She let me kiss her for, like, 2 minutes, then she pushed me back and said “This is not right.”

I told her I was sorry for the way I feel … that I could not help it.

I told her “Look, try it one time … If you don’t like it, we never have to do it again.” I told her I do everything for her and [have] never asked one thing from her. I said “You can’t do me one favor? All I ask is one time.”

She did not say anything. I sat beside her again, looked at her in the eyes … She looked at me … I started to slowly kiss her again, rubbing her body (thinking to myself, If she stops me, at least I get to feel her tits).

I stopped kissing [and] looked at her … She had her eyes closed … I asked her, with my hands rubbing on her, legs slowly moving to her pussy, if she wanted me to stop.

She looked at me in the eyes and told me No, so I took her shirt off … She had no bra on; her tits were just hard as a rock … I started kissing them slowly.

I took everything off [and] we lay naked together. I looked at her … She still had her eyes closed. I asked again, “Do you want me to stop?”

She told me “If this is what you really want, then do it.” I told her “I really want it more then anything else in the world, but if you want me to stop, I will.”

She said “No” then “Go ahead.” So I started eating her out.

She started moaning, breathing really hard … [She] grabbed my hard and pushed me on her pussy even harder. I could feel her getting off.

I then slowly put my dick in her, pushing real slow. I felt like getting off right away. It took everything I had not to cum right away … I slowly made love to her, thinking to myself, This [is] maybe the only time I get to be with her…”

So I took my sweet time being inside of her. When I was about to get off, I asked her where she wanted me to cum. She told me “Wherever you like” … so I cum right inside of her.

When I got done, she asked me if I got off. I said Yes. She stopped for a second. and she asked if I got off inside of her. I told her “Yes, it felt so good.”

She just lay there naked beside me. I asked her if she was OK. She looked at me and said “I can’t believe you cum inside of me.”

I said “Sorry”, that she told me to cum wherever I wanted to.

And she said “And you wanted to cum in me?” I said “Yes, I love you … Being part of you is what I went.”

She then said she loved me too. I asked her if she felt good. She said “Yes, I have not gotten off like that for a very long time.”

Later on that night, when we started going to bed. I asked her if she was going to sleep with me, and she said she would … and we made love again. I have been fucking my own mom for the past 3 years now, and we could not be more happy.

I make good love to my mom almost 2 times a day, cumming inside of her every time. My mom is right here, playing with me while I write this.