Son Stories

It’s a Friday morning, Dad is gone, it’s only two of us in the house. I wake up smelling fresh pancakes. I follow the smell, finding her in the kitchen butt naked with only an apron on.

This is an unpolished story about a mother and son betrayed by his fathers incestuous family.

The story of a mother who truly loves her son but is losing a battle with her hunger for incestuous debauchery and her long-repressed femdom proclivities. Exploiting her son’s emerging pubescent sexuality, she begins to arouse and corrupt his wholesome affections with her most wanton desires - a tale of scatological sensuality that, despite my wishes to the contrary, will not seem so for everyone.

It's not wrong. It's just the human anatomy. There's nothing wrong with that, right?

Her well-spanked bottom was a joy to her father and her brother. A love story set in a somewhat different society.