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Incest—a word that has extreme negative connotations. The image that most often comes about when the word is mentioned is that of a father forcing himself on his daughter. Any forcible sex act, especially done by a parent to a child, should result in the parent being punished in legal and non-legal ways.
This is a fantasy of consensual incest between adults. It is intended for adults who are interested in reading about consensual sex between relatives. If this offends you, do not continue any further.
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Jimmy's seduction plan started out in a natural way: a caring child tends to a hurt parent. He always was there for his mother, spending time with her, and doing whatever he could for her. He even told his father he was not invited or welcomed at the graduation ceremony. This was his own anger against his dad. He also did not want his mother to see her soon-to-be-ex on a day she was supposed to be happy. The male parent sadly acquiesced.
The night of graduation Jimmy drove his happy yet heartbroken mother to an out-of-the-way restaurant. Besides wanting to get the seduction ball rolling, the son didn't want more questions where his father was from classmates and their parents. Penny and Jimmy had agreed to say that his father, who had moved out with his new girlfriend, was sick in bed and thus couldn't make Commencement Day.
Penny and her son entered Giovanni's restaurant. He was dressed to the nines in a navy two-piece suit, light blue shirt, red and white tie with matching pocket hankie. But it was Penny who, as always, got the most stares. It was primarily due to her huge breasts, along with her pretty face, and long legs. She was in a pink dress and white 9 West heels. The pleated hem reached her knees and except for a dash of cleavage showing, was actually modest.
The maitre de and waiter both did double-takes at the buxom woman. Penny was so used to this but cared even less as her personal life was in the shredder. She was in fact glad her son had weeks before graduation spoke about coming here, this quiet and lesser-known restaurant.
She quipped, "So, is this where you take all your dates?"
"Honestly, I've never been here before. And I am glad this is the first time with my best and most beautiful date of all."
The mother blushed. She knew from his voice he was being honest, and she really appreciated the compliment. Her mouth began to quiver, signaling the beginning of tears.
"Thank you, honey," she replied in a shaky tone. It was all she could do from start bawling.
Jimmy looked at his gorgeous mother, and smiled.
I can see how his pearly grin could melt a girl.
She returned the smile.
The rest of the evening was a combination of dining, laughing, and the happiness they both felt for this milestone in the young man's life. As they prepared to leave after Penny paid the check, Jimmy gracefully put his arm around his attractive mother's 26 inch waist and strutted. The mother beamed, thinking nothing of this move by her son and feeling delighted from the dinner.
From that night forward, Jimmy was the perfect son. He continued being sweet, and thoughtful. He cared for his mom, especially during moments when she felt sad about her doomed marriage. He held her in his arms, letting her cry and/or curse. He hugged her, not to cop a feel, but because she needed genuine affection during this time. He helped her with house work, and avoided arguing with Penny. He spent time with her, more than with his friends. He wanted to "be there" for her.
A month after graduation, the receptionist at Penny's job buzzed her she had a delivery. Quizzically, the brunette left her desk and went to the front of the office. On the secretary's desk was a large bouquet of one dozen, long-stemmed red roses. She gasped when she saw the flowers and gasped again when she read the card.
"For my lady. Love, Jimmy."
When the mother returned home that night, she was on cloud nine. After entering and locking the front door, the sound of Motley Crue's
Kickstart My Heart
was emanating from her son's room. Crue? That meant he was working out. Merrily she walked—no, skipped down the hallway, and walked through her son's open bedroom door.
Penny exclaimed, "Oh, Jimmy, sweetheart! Thank you for the roses!" The sight before her startled her.
Jimmy was sitting on his workout bench, topless, and doing concentration curls. His left hand curled the dumbbell toward the shoulder. Bent forward, drops of sweat fell from his face. He turned his face at her and smiled.
"Hi, mom!" He turned away, leaning to his CD player and shut off the music. The divorcee could not help but notice how his boxer gym shorts stuck in his ass, almost wedgy-like.
Like a flash banner on a website, the words
Nice buns
, quickly came to mind. But the taken-back Penny almost lost her breath when her shirtless son turned around. His chest was chiseled, full of black hair, and his stomach was a washboard. His pink nipples were pointing right at her. His entire upper body was in a sweaty sheen, and he was breathing somewhat raggedly. His penis was not hard, but the crotch area of the boxers let the world know he was hung.
What a bod! z
ipped through the 41-year old's brain.
"You got them?" the son asked stupidly. He had been monitoring online the delivery service all morning.
