Ava and Sean
by BigJW
Copyright© 2025 by BigJW
Incest Sex Story: Ava is a very, very good mother.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Cream Pie .
Ava sat on the porch swing, enjoying the cool evening breeze as she sipped a glass of iced tea. Her long red hair was pulled up in a messy bun, and her slender body was clad in a comfortable sundress. It had been a long week at the hospital, and she was grateful for the chance to relax.
Suddenly, her son Sean walked out onto the porch, his tall frame filling the doorway. He had just gotten home from football practice, and his brown hair was still damp with sweat. Ava couldn’t help but notice how handsome he was becoming, and she felt a strange flutter in her chest.
“Hey Mom,” Sean said, his deep voice sending a shiver down Ava’s spine. “Tough week at work?”
Ava nodded, trying to ignore the way her heart raced when Sean sat down next to her on the swing. “Yeah, it was pretty rough. But I’m starting to feel better now.”
Sean smiled, and Ava felt her cheeks flush. When had her little boy turned into such a charming young man?
“I’m glad,” Sean said, his brown eyes locked on hers. “You deserve to relax after all the hard work you do.”
Ava swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry. “Thanks, honey. That means a lot to me.”
They sat in silence for a moment, and Ava could feel the tension building between them. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t help the attraction she felt towards her son. He was so strong and kind, and he had a way of making her feel safe and cherished.
Suddenly, Sean leaned in close to her, his brown eyes filled with emotion. “Mom, there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you...”
Ava’s heart skipped a beat as she stared into her son’s eyes. “What is it, Sean?”
He hesitated for a moment, then blurted out, “I think I have feelings for you. Real feelings.”
Ava’s breath caught in her throat. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t deny the butterflies that were swirling inside of her. “Oh, Sean ... I feel the same way. But we can’t...”
Sean’s eyes widened, and he leaned in closer, his lips just inches from hers. “Why not? We can’t help how we feel.”
Ava shook her head, her heart pounding in her chest. “But it’s wrong, Sean. You’re my son. We can’t be together like that.”
Sean’s shoulders slumped, and he pulled away from her, his eyes filled with hurt. “I understand. I just thought ... I don’t know what I thought.”
Ava’s heart ached for her son, and she reached out to take his hand. “Sean, I love you. I always will. But we can’t act on these feelings. It’s not right.”
Sean nodded, but Ava could see the tears glistening in his eyes. “I know, Mom. I just ... I needed you to know how I feel.”
Ava squeezed his hand, her own eyes filling with tears. “I’m glad you told me. And I want you to know that I feel the same way. But we have to be strong. We can’t let this change our relationship.”
Sean nodded, and slowly stood up from the swing. “I understand, Mom. I’m going to go take a shower. I’ll see you later.”
Ava watched him walk away, her heart heavy with emotion. She knew it was the right thing to do, but it didn’t make it any easier. She loved her son more than anything in the world, but she couldn’t let that love cross the line into something more.
Over the next few weeks, Ava and Sean tried to go back to normal, but the tension between them was palpable. They avoided being alone together, and their conversations were short and awkward. Ava missed the close relationship they used to have, but she knew it was for the best.
One night, Ava couldn’t sleep. Her body was on fire with need, and she knew it was because of her feelings for Sean. She tried to ignore it, but the ache between her legs was too strong to resist.
She slipped her hand beneath the covers, her fingers finding the damp heat of her core. She bit her lip to keep from moaning as she touched herself, her hips rocking against her hand. In her mind, it was Sean touching her, Sean making her feel this way.
Suddenly, her bedroom door opened, and Sean walked in. Ava froze, her hand still between her legs. Sean’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her, and Ava felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment.
“Sean, I ... I didn’t mean for you to see this,” she stammered, pulling her hand away.
Sean shook his head, his eyes dark with lust. “Don’t stop, Mom. Let me watch you.”
Ava’s heart raced as she realized what he was asking. She knew it was wrong, but her body was screaming for release. Slowly, she slid her hand back between her legs, her eyes locked on Sean’s.
He watched, his breathing heavy, as she touched herself. His hand moved to his own groin, and Ava gasped as she saw him stroke himself through his shorts. The sight of him turned her on even more, and she felt her climax building.
“Sean,” she gasped, her hips bucking wildly. “Oh God, Sean!”
She came with a cry, her body shuddering with release. Sean watched, his hand moving faster on his own erection. With a groan, he came too, his seed only partly constrained by his boxer shorts.
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