EVERYONE IN THIS STORY IS EIGHTEEN YEARS OR OLDER.
This story is a tale of lust and incest between a mother and son. If you are one who gets upset reading about incest, I suggest you stop reading this story now. For those of you who enjoy this topic, please read on and leave comments about what you liked about the story, what you think would improve my story and any suggestions where you think the story should go from here.
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Donnie woke with a pounding headache and a hard cock. He'd gone to bed with a buzz from drinking too much wine and a hard cock after lusting for his Mom for days. The feel of his Mom's lips against his lips that day at the Mall was forever on his mind. Each time he looked at her lips, at her soft sensual lips, he recalled how she kissed him back for a brief moment. That accounted for the perpetual erections each time she came near him. The headache was from the wine, no doubt. He wasn't used to drinking wine, but what the heck? He had been celebrating his high school graduation, and his parents had given him the wine.
Donnie lay in his bed, raising both arms over his head and stretched. Before getting out of bed each morning, it always felt good to stretch. It was one of his favorite things to do, usually followed by his second favorite thing, which was stroking his morning woody. Donnie wondered if the woody that morning was about the passionate kiss he'd shared with his Mom only a couple of days ago, or did he need to piss? Maybe a little bit of both, he thought to himself. Donnie stroked his cock a few minutes and then decided he needed to piss. After relieving himself, he jumped into the shower and let the hot water cascade over his horny body as he continued stroking his hard cock. Donnie knew he had to get rid of his erection before going downstairs for breakfast with the rest of his family.
Donnie got out of the shower, dried himself, pulled on an old t-shirt and gym shorts minus his underwear, and followed the aroma of bacon down to the kitchen. His Mom was busy at the stove and had her back to him wearing a white satin house robe that extended to mid-thigh. He could tell she was braless by the way her breasts jiggled with each move. Donnie knew that his Mom and Dad both slept in the nude, so he speculated she probably wasn't wearing panties either. He stood silently in the doorway, admiring Mom's butt while searching for evidence of a pantie line. He didn't see one. His erection returned.
Donnie tiptoed over to his Mom and kissed her on the neck, being careful not to poke her butt with his erection. His sudden presence startled Mom. A shiver raced down her spine, and goose-bumps covered her arms. She glanced over her shoulder and groused, "Donnieeee? Don't sneak up on me like that, Honey. You'll end up giving me a heart attack."
"Sorry, Mom," he muttered, then brazenly added, "If I had my way, I would do much more than that to you."
She scolded, "Donnie, behave yourself. We talked about controlling your teenage hormones at the Mall the other day." She turned and saw her Son's erect cock and squawked, "Damn it, Donnie, get the hell out of here with that... that... that..." She pointed at the tent in his gym shorts with a spatula.
"I can't help it, Mom," Donnie whined, "You are just so beautiful and sexy in that house robe."
Marilyn glanced down at her erect nipples, pushing against her house robe and then looked at Donnie for a moment. She felt guilty of getting aroused by her own Son. After absorbing his flattering remarks, she smiled and said, "Sit down, Honey, and eat your breakfast. We will discuss this matter and talk about your overactive hormones later."
His Mom didn't quite know what she was going to say to him without giving away the fact she was as drawn to him sexually at that moment as he was to her. Before she could collect her thoughts, Jim popped into the kitchen, snatched a piece of toast off the table, and kissed his wife on the cheek. Jim was wearing his golf outfit. "Sit down and eat breakfast, Darling," Marilyn pleaded.
"I don't have time," her husband countered, "Larry and I are playing an eighteen-hole foursome with a couple of clients at the country club this morning. I expect Larry and I will be entertaining these clients most of the day and probably won.t get home until about dinner time. I'll get something to eat at the country club."
Jim dashed out the door. Marilyn poured herself a cup of coffee and joined Donnie at the table. Donnie didn't say anything, and his Mom didn't know where to begin, so they both ate silently. Donnie finished his breakfast and put his dishes in the sink. His Mom tried to engage him in conversation, but he ignored her and went to his bedroom. After the harsh rejection from his Mom, Donnie's spirits were low. He pulled up his favorite porn site and slipped off his gym shorts. Donnie stroked his cock slowly and surfed the porn sites searching for those featuring incest. He had a real need to cum and considered waking his sister, Lucy, but he knew she wouldn't risk giving him sexual relief with their Mom downstairs.
Lucy cheerfully bounced into the kitchen and found her Mom, still dressed in her house robe, sipping a cup of coffee and reading the fashion section of the morning newspaper. Lucy was wearing a brightly colored mini-skirt that barely covered her cute firm booty, and a polo shirt clinging to her C-cup tits. She had her golden hair tied back in a high ponytail.
"Where are you going so early dressed up like that, Lucy," Mom asked?
"Karen and I are meeting at the Mall and going to the Cineplex to see the trilogy, 'Joey and Heather.' It's a love/tragedy story about a young couple who decide that if they weren't allowed to be together in this life, they would be together in the afterlife," Lucy explained.
Mom shook her head negatively and said, "Are you telling me that you and Karen are going to sit through three depressing movies, all in one afternoon?"
"We have to watch one movie after the other to appreciate the overall storyline," Lucy explained.
"What about breakfast? Do you have time for a quick breakfast?"
"We will get something to eat at the Food Court," Lucy replied as she rushed out the door.
While cleaning the kitchen, Marilyn rehashed all the sexual tensions that were building between herself and her young Son over the past few days. She was at a total loss as to how to handle the matter of rejecting her Son's sexual overtures without causing him deep emotional scars.
She felt like a hypocrite denying Donnie's advances because she had the same desires toward him. She couldn't understand why they had suddenly developed sexual desires toward each other. There was no one else in the house, so Marilyn decided to talk with her Son as one adult to an adult. She still didn't know that Lucy had slipped something into her food. It took a few minutes for her to collect her thoughts before confronting Donnie. Once Marilyn felt comfortable with what she was planning to say to her Son, she went upstairs.
Mom hesitated outside Donnie's bedroom door a moment and considered her first course of action. The best approach, in her opinion, was the direct approach. She lightly rapped on Donnie's door and announced herself. Donnie was intensely focused on his computer, watching a woman who appeared to be his Mom's age, being pounded by a young man who was close to his age. The young man was hammering the middle age woman like he was drilling for oil. Before Donnie could shut anything down, his Mom was standing in his room, gasping at what was taking place on her Son's computer screen.
