Mother-son incest starts with dinner in bed, alcohol, TV, and sexual desire

Once they establish that they're erotically attracted to each other, and break the incest taboo, a mother and son can develop a powerful romantic bond.

Romantic interest leading to consensual incest between a mother and her adult son can begin unexpecedtly and quite suddenly. That seems to be the situation recounted by this son in an October 2009 posting to an online incest discussion forum.

Original language and mannerisms have been retained as much as possible – including very mature and sexually explicit language – in part to indicate such aspects as physical details, psychological dynamics, and emotional and moral attitudes. The original narrative has been moderately edited to improve orthography and readability. It should be noted that, in recounting their experiences, narrators in such sexual forums often relish reliving many of the erotic details of their activities.


I am 34 years old and have been a fan of incest since I was in junior high. I never had the opportunity to have sex with a family member, untill last night.

I’m divorced and live a 3-hour drive from my ex-wife and kids. Mom came over with [some] extra goodies from her garden and I asked her to stay for dinner. She accepted.

Dad passed away 10 years ago, so we are both single. There was nothing unusual about the evening. I fixed hamburgers with all the usual add-ons.

We decided to eat in my bedroom. I have a large, very comfortable bed with a wide-screen TV and 7-speaker sound system. So we kicked back on the bed and started watching the movie.

I was still in my jeans and decided I wanted to dress more relaxed. I changed into satin, navy-blue lounge pants and a black knit work-out shirt. When I came back into the room, Mom asked if I had anything she could change into as well. I told her to help herself to Julie’s old closet. She had left a lot of clothes in there.

While Mom changed, I gathered all the food and a 6-pack of Smirnoffs. I wasn’t trying to get anyone drunk. It was Friday night and we [were] both off [that] day.

I had the food in the room when Mom returned. And I was surprised. She had changed into a fancy black lace nightgown. It really didn’t show any details of her breast, but it was sheer from the mid-riff down. I could easily see the darker outline of her French-cut underwear.

My eyes popped out of my head and I froze. Mom asked if I’d mind if she was this relaxed. I already had a hard on, and told her I’d love it.

She sat on the bed next to me and put her legs under the sheets, and so did I. We ate dinner and finished 2 drinks each. I was starting to feel pretty relaxed and Mom said she was feeling pretty buzzed. We had set the plates to the side and were watching the movie when Mom scooted up against me and I put my arm around her shoulders.

My erection returned. After only a minute or two Mom snuggled up, placing her hand on my chest. Another 5 minutes went by and I slid her hand down and into my pants straight to my dick. Taking ahold of it, she looked up at me and started kissing me. I didn’t think about it and kissed back.

In no tiime I had her flat on her back and my face burried in her pussy. I got her off three times, and when I started tasting her wetness, I moved up, started kissing her and found her pussy with my dick. She was so wet that even though she was kinda tight, I was still able to slide in pretty easily. She moaned and I started fucking with gusto.

I never got her legs in the air or changed positions. It was just plain missionary fucking. But I pistoned the hell out of her.

It lasted about 45 minutes and we came together. It was the hardest fuck I’ve had in about 4 years.

We woke up the morning and fucked again. She went out with some lady friends and asked if she could stay the night again tonight. I told her she could stay any night she wanted.

Under the right conditions, a mom and son may start an amorous relationship.