After my dad passed away at 86 I decided it was time to move in with my mom to take care of her. She was 84 at the time and I just didn't feel good about putting her into a home for the elderly. With the help of caretakers who looked after her during the day while I worked, I spent the next five years watching over my mom until at 89 she finally joined my dad.
Although I was happy to be there for my mom in her last years, between work and watching over her I didn't have much of a love life. Some of my friends said I was crazy and I should just have hooked up with random women on tinder for one night stands. I've never really been much into the online dating scene so I ended up watching a lot of porn while Mom dosed peacefully in the other room.
The porn I started watching was fairly generic but as time went on I discovered some pretty dark crazy stuff. I was obsessed with watching anal and then one day I stumbled upon some incest porn. The thought of doing anything with my mom was a complete turn off. I had absolutely no desire to have sex with my mom and I am an only child so I had no fantasies to be with a sister. But the idea of incest was a turn on and most of the people I was watching on the incest videos were actors.
A few months after my mother's funeral I had sold her house and tied up all the loose ends that is associated with the passing of your parents. My mom rewarded me with a living trust and I was able to pad my bank account and life became a lot easier financially.
I moved into my own little place and spent the next several months mourning the loss of my mother. My friends got tired of me moping around and insisted that I jump back into the dating scene. They took me out to the local bars, pubs, and clubs and I did meet a few girls. At first the sex was great but most of that was due to the fact that I had been in a five year drought. It soon became apparent that none of these girls could measure up to my incest, anal sluts on the Internet. I'm afraid that porn had ruined me.
Of course I couldn't tell any of my friends about my incest fetish but I did decide to give tinder a try. Anyways what did I have to lose? So I signed up and wrote a tasteful profile and made sure I didn't come off as creepy. At the very end I simply put "incest curious". After a two day soak I checked my profile and discovered I had three winks. The first girl's profile had a picture of her taken so far away that you couldn't see her face. Usually this means that she's not anything special in the looks department so I moved on to the next profile. This profile was a lady in her 70s and although I'm not that picky about age I had to draw the line somewhere and she was just a little too far out of my range. The last profile was a woman who was just a few years older than me. She wasn't going to win any beauty contest but she wasn't hideously undatable. She got my attention by writing "Hey little brother". We spent the next day getting to know each other through instant message and gaining each other's trust before we exchanged phone numbers.
Our first date was just a quick meet and greet and we mutually decided that if it didn't work out there would be no hard feelings. As it turns out I was right that she wasn't half bad looking and had a sort of rough around the edges appearance which I found to be kind of sexy. You see I've always had a problem with wanting to do impure depraved things to a woman that's a flawless 10. If she's too good looking I feel like I'm doing something wrong to an innocent girl. I'd much rather be with a woman who has a few body defects and who's face isn't fresh off the cover of a magazine. As we sat down for coffee I realized that I would have no problem doing some very bad things with this woman.
She broke the ice by saying, "Look, I know that first dates can be a little nerve-racking but we both know what we're here for so there really is no need to be nervous about anything. You see, I'm not much of a game player. This funny little dance that men and women do to get to know each other is stupid to me. Neither of us knows the future so if something serious grows between us then great but until then why don't we just have some fun?"
I was blown away at her directness and responded by saying,
"Wow! That was so refreshing to hear you say that. You're right, it does make things a lot easier when you don't have to play that cat and mouse game. It's such a waste of time. Thank you for that. I've never met anyone who thinks the way you do."
"Look, we're not getting any younger and at our age do we really have 2 to 3 weeks or even a month of bullshiting each other? You trying to impress me and me trying to impress you with this, that, and the other? Fuck that shit. The truth is, I'm attracted to you and I can only assume you're attracted to me or we wouldn't even be on this date. Let's just relax and pretend like we've known each other our whole lives."
"Yes, I'm in, I'm all in."
We got our coffee to go where we then took a walk and discussed in more detail our sexual fantasies and discussed a time and place to meet. It turns out she was very open and actually enjoyed anal sex and was very open to incest role-play. She did have siblings but did not have any real life experience with incest. It had been a deep dark fantasy that she had kept a secret for fear of such a taboo subject and being an outcast with society and her family. We were both very excited to find someone who wouldn't pass judgement and wanted to explore a more fulfilling, kinkier sexual release than just plane ordinary vanilla sex. We were both at a point in our lives where we had experienced all we could out of regular sex and were ready to take it to a whole new level.
We decided to meet at a motel that weekend and my heart and mind raced in anticipation. The day of our meeting could not happen soon enough. As I daydreamed, I was jolted by my phone ringing. Her name appeared on the screen and I nearly dropped the phone. I quickly answered "Hello!"
"Hi, it's Jessica."
"Yes, how are you?" I said with a lump in my throat.
"Well, the truth is I can't stop thinking about you. I'm going out of my mind."
"Fuck! Me too. You're all I can think about."
"Really? That's crazy. It's going to make it so much better that we are waiting though, trust me. But I swear to fucking God you better have a good strong heart and stamina cuz I'm gonna fuck your fucking brains out!.. bro!" she shouted through the phone. And then she hung up and that's when I dropped my phone.
30 seconds later a got a selfie pic text of her in full doggy position with a dildo up her ass. The text said, "See you this Sat little brother." She was looking back at the camera and she had this intense contorted expression on her face that sent me flying to the bathroom where I dropped my pants and jacked off till I made a personal best distance record across the bathroom. I took a dick pic of my spent member and messy hand and texted it right back to her with no written text. I figured the picture said it all. I got a series of erotic emojis in reply. After my much needed release it got me thinking that there was no way in hell I was going to last long with this chick. I was already way over stimulated and knew that cumming too fast was going to be an issue so I zipped up and drove straight to the nearest pharmacy for some erection protection insurance policy.
After a few restless nights the day finally came and the plan was to meet at 12 noon. The logic for that time was so that anyone else staying at the motel would probably be out to lunch and our sex noises would mostly go unheard. We checked in and to our disappointment three college looking guys were entering their room right next to ours. There was a noticeable look of annoyance on her face as we entered our room but as she set down her purse she turned to me and said,
"If you think a few college students are going to ruin this then you're crazy. I don't care what they hear through these walls."
