Fiction: Son POV:
I have a week alone with her.
My mom and I have a secret affair. Dad simply wasn’t satisfying her, and she wanted more. We haven’t had sex yet, though we have kissed and she’s given me a few hand jobs. She always promised me sex eventually, but hasn’t followed through yet.
The most intense session we had was a 9 minute make out. She came to my bed one morning and I convinced her for a smooch. Her lips were cold that morning and she tasted feminine despite her being my mother, I couldn’t stop. My dad heard us and came in, he was suspicious but crisis was averted.
And as I said, I have a week alone with her, as dad was going out for work.
She promised me sex if she had time. She works from home and is busy with errands and whatnot.
The first morning of our alone time, I got up and was particularly horny. Not boner in my shorts horny, but I wanted something.
I saw my mom and hugged her. I just wanted to feel her body and grab her legs. She welcomed it but insisted she had work to finish, so she brushed me off.
I asked if she could strip for me. I knew she was busy, but I at least wanted a show. She denied. Not even those hot mom shorts and tank tops? Nope. It was winter and she was cold. Dammit.
She offered to take off her socks but on the condition she wear flip flops because the ground was cold. I assured her I’m not attracted to her feet, but I did laugh at the gesture.
She took out her flip flops anyway. As she sat down she curled her toes for me and dangled them, trying to satisfy me while doing her work.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/r6265c/desire_for_mom_incest_momson_fiction_oedipal