Carla paced back and forth, thoughts racing through her mind, trying to find the right words. The reason for her anxiety? An upcoming difficult conversation she was going to have with her son that night. Her son, Brady, was turning 18 today and Carla's family has a unique, ancient tradition that they have followed for centuries.
You may be asking yourself what this family tradition is? Other than enormous amount of wealth passed down to each generation there was something much more twisted with this family. When a boy turns 18, he must impregnate the women is his family. Typically this includes the mother and any sisters over the age of 18. If a man has a daughter, he can carry on the tradition with her once she reaches the age of 18. Carla's family believed this was necessary to keep their bloodline pure and free of diseases. Over the years with the advancements in science, the family began to realize this was an outdated tradition. However, the family has kept up with the tradition strictly out of the taboo nature. You see, Brady's father was not related to Carla. She ended up marrying a man outside of her family. But when Carla turned 18, she participated in the tradition with her father. Carla and her father had a mutual agreement that they would partake in the taboo fun without following through with impregnation. This wasn't uncommon with the more recent generations.
Carla wasn't sure exactly how to approach the conversation. She was worried how Brady would react. Would this destroy their relationship? Carla and Brady were very close. Brady was an only child and his father left when he was just 3. He rarely hears from his father but it hasn't phased him because Carla has been there for him throughout his entire life. But this would be crossing the line from mother/son to lovers. She was scared.
It was a Friday and Brady was at school. He was a standout student and athlete at his local high school. He was really every teenage girls dream. He stood 6', short light brown hair, very athletic build and a smile that could get him away with murder. He was a little bit of a ladies man and had plenty of sexual experiences. Before he had left for school that day, his mother told him to come straight home after practice because she had a special birthday gift for him. Brady kept trying to guess what this present might be. He already had a nice car, phone, all the things a high school boy would want. He was clueless.
Carla was 38 years old and very beautiful. She had dark brown hair, large breasts with an amazing body. She works very hard at maintaining her figure. After Brady's father left, she hadn't had many lovers. She knew about her family tradition and thought it best not to get attached to another man.
6PM rolled around and Brady finally arrived home. "Hi mom." He called out.
"Hi sweetie. How was your day?"
"It was fine. Nothing special."
Carla went and hugged Brady. "Well, it's my boy's birthday so hopefully it becomes special. Go shower and come back down. I have to give you your present."
Brady was excited and still pondering what it could be. "Ok." And off Brady went.
Carla sat at their dining room table with a glass of wine and their families book. This book contained the rules of this tradition and all of those who have participated. Her breath was heavy as her nerves were kicking in. She remembered the excitement she felt when her father presented this moment to her on her 18th birthday. Carla loved the taboo feeling. She loved that it was so wrong but felt so right. She wanted her son, and she wanted him to want her.
After about 20 minutes, Brady came down from his shower. He was wearing jeans and a plain white tee that fit him just right. Carla felt a swell of excitement as her son walked in.
"So what's up mom? What is all this secrecy about my present?" Brady asked with a slight chuckle.
"Come here. Sit. I have something rather unique to share with you. But before I do, please keep an open mind. And please, be honest with how you feel about what I'm about to share with you."
Brady became a tad confused, "um... ok?"
"So our family has a rather interesting tradition. Since the start of our family, centuries ago, the elders believed that in order for our family to thrive and be pure, we would... well... inbreed. When a son our daughter turned 18, they would become lovers with their mother or father. The son would impregnate his mother, and the father would impregnate his daughter..."
Brady cut in before Carla could continue. "So wait... My father is my grandpa?!"
"No no." Carla tried to reassure her son. "Please let me continue. The more recent generations didn't always practice the impregnation part of the ritual. My father, your grandpa, decided that we didn't want to. So your father is the man you know to be your father."
"Ok..." Brady said confused.
Carla continued. "But, your grandpa and I did have a sexual relationship. Started when I turned 18 and continued for years. It was amazing and I don't regret it."
"So why are you telling me this?"
"Well, Brady, I am telling you this because you are now 18. The tradition is supposed to continue with us. I know you must be confused and maybe you are grossed out and might be freaking out..."
"I'm in!" Brady cut in. "I'm so in."
Carla smiled. "You are? Are you sure? Do you need time to think about it?"
"Nope. I don't know why but this is incredibly hot to me. The thought of fucking my mom... whoa."
Carla was ecstatic at her son's response. "I'm so glad to hear that. I was so nervous about this conversation. I had no idea how you would react."
"Really? I thought for sure you knew I was attracted to you. I thought you caught me stealing glances at you through the years."
Carla thought for a second, "now that you mention it, I have noticed haha."
"Mom, so I have to ask. Do you want me? Or are you just doing this because of the family tradition?"
Carla reached her hand to tough Brady's, "sweetie, I want you really bad. It's not just the tradition. I think you've grown into a very sexy young man. And the thought of being with my son, takes my excitement to a whole new level."
"Phew. Ok good. So... what's next?"
"Well, how about we start our adventure tomorrow. Your aunt Jamie is going out of town tomorrow night so I was thinking maybe we go to her house, go for a night swim, have a few drinks and see where the night takes us? How does that sound?"
"Sounds amazing. I can't wait." Brady's attraction to his mother skyrocketed. He had always thought she was beautiful but the thought of fucking his own mother put him to a whole new level.
Brady went out with a few friends that night and couldn't stop thinking about his mother. He started to have a few drinks and got very aroused. He decided to text his mom to talk about their new relationship.
Brady: Hi
Carla: Hi bday boy
Brady: I cant stop thinking about you
Carla: Aww... what you thinking about?
Brady: tomorrow!
Carla: what about tomorrow? ο
