Mommy's Girl
Copyright© 2026 by Thomas Spencer
Chapter 1
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 1 - One evening, as they sat on the couch watching a movie, Ava felt her mother's hand brush against her thigh. She tensed slightly, but didn't pull away, her pulse quickening as Zoe's fingers traced small circles on her skin. "Mom..." Ava breathed, turning to face her. Zoe's eyes were dark with desire, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Do you trust me, Ava?" she asked softly. Ava nodded, hardly daring to breathe. Zoe leaned in closer, her lips brushing against Ava's ear. "Good," she murmu
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/ft Fa ft Teenagers Consensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian Incest Mother Daughter BDSM DomSub FemaleDom First Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex AI Generated
Ava lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling as she had done countless times before, her mind racing with thoughts she dared not speak aloud. At 19, she had always known she was different, but lately, those differences had become impossible to ignore. She couldn’t shake the images that haunted her dreams, the desire that throbbed between her thighs, the yearning for something she couldn’t quite name.
Her mother, Zoe, had always been open and honest with Ava about sex and relationships, but this ... this was new territory. Ava didn’t know how to approach the subject, didn’t know if her mother would understand or judge her. She sighed heavily, rolling onto her side as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.
There was a soft knock at the door before it opened, revealing Zoe’s smiling face. “Hey sweetie, I thought you might like some company,” she said softly, entering the room and sitting on the edge of the bed. “Everything okay?”
Ava bit her lip, nodding as she sat up. “Yeah, Mom ... just ... thinking.”
Zoe’s brow furrowed with concern. “About what?”
Ava hesitated, then took a deep breath. “Mom ... I think I’m ... I think I like girls.”
Zoe’s eyes widened slightly, then softened with understanding. “Oh, Ava...” She reached out, taking her daughter’s hand in her own. “It’s okay, sweetie. It’s perfectly normal to feel confused or uncertain about your sexuality.”
“But what if ... what if I want to be with a woman?” Ava asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Zoe squeezed her hand gently. “Then that’s what you should do,” she said simply. “Sexuality is a spectrum, Ava, and there’s nothing wrong with being attracted to the same sex.”
Ava let out a shaky breath, tears spilling down her cheeks as relief washed over her. “I was so scared to tell you,” she confessed.
Zoe pulled her into a hug, stroking her hair soothingly. “You never have to be scared to tell me anything, Ava. I’m here for you, no matter what.”
As they held each other, Ava felt a spark of something else ignite within her, something she hadn’t expected. She pulled back slightly, looking up at her mother with a mixture of confusion and desire. Zoe seemed to sense the shift, her own eyes darkening as she leaned in closer.
“I love you, Mom,” Ava whispered, her heart pounding in her chest.
Zoe smiled, brushing a strand of hair from Ava’s face. “I love you too, baby girl.”
Over the next few days, Ava couldn’t stop thinking about the moment she and her mother had shared. The way Zoe had looked at her, the way her touch had sent shivers down Ava’s spine ... it was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.