Warning if you are offended by taboo incest fantasy stories then this isn’t for you. It is a fictional story and all characters are over 18.
My name is Shirley, and I’m navigating life as a 45-year-old single mom with pride and resilience. I have always been proud of my curvy figure and 36DD bust, and I have never let being a single mom stop me from feeling confident and sexy. My world revolves around my two kids, Jessica, who just turned 18, and Shawn, my eldest at 25.
This particular weekend brought an unexpected shift in the dynamics between Shawn and Jessica. With Shawn’s apartment out of commission due to a flood, he was back home, and it was during this time I noticed something new between them.
As Jessica flowed through her yoga routine in the living room, Shawn’s attention seemed more pronounced than the brotherly glances I was accustomed to.
“Jess, when did you become such a yoga pro?” Shawn asked with a smirk, his tone playful yet edged with something unfamiliar.
“Practicing every day helps. You should try it, might help with your balance,” Jessica retorted, her focus unbroken despite Shawn’s teasing.
Their exchange, light and filled with laughter, caught my attention. Shawn’s flirtatious comments, though perhaps innocuous, sparked a new awareness in me.
“Shawn, maybe Jessica can teach you a thing or two,” I chimed in, trying to keep the atmosphere light. “Yoga’s about more than just poses, you know.”
“Mmmm, I bet she can, I’m all for learning. Especially from Jess,” Shawn replied, his gaze meeting Jessica’s with an intensity that seemed to hold more than just sibling affection.
The day moved on, and by evening, we all gathered around the dinner table, the earlier awkwardness replaced by the familiar comfort of shared meals. Yet, beneath the casual conversation and laughter, I couldn’t help but notice the subtle exchanges of looks between Shawn and Jessica. Their glances were fleeting but charged with an unspoken communication, leaving me pondering the depths of their relationship as adults.
Later that night, the house quieted down, and I retreated to my room, a book in hand, seeking solace in its pages. The events of the day replayed in my mind, the nuanced changes in Shawn and Jessica’s interactions a puzzle I couldn’t quite solve. I got undressed dropping my bra and panties to the floor I was naked and just put on my nightie and got into bed.
I was lying there, feeling a little horny after reading some of my erotica books and realised, it’s been years since I have been stuffed with a juicy cock. I haven’t had a good cock in years. when I heard squeaking sounds coming from Jessica’s bedroom.
As the night deepened, a faint noise broke the silence, a reminder of the unpredictable nature of life and relationships. I paused, listening, to the sound of a bed squeaking.
I then heard her moaning quietly and saying, sounds like Jessica when I got closer to the hallway, “Mmm, oh fuck.” I went to Jessica’s room and slowly opened the door and I was shocked.
And there I saw Shawn on top of her, with her legs around his shoulders, and he was fucking her hard. They were talking dirty to each other, completely lost in the moment. They didn’t even notice me standing there, watching them.
The sound of their skin slapping against each other was intense, and I couldn’t help but feel aroused. I heard them say things like, ‘Oh fuck… fuck oh my pussy, your cock is so big’ and ‘Shh… you… mmm, you will wake mom up.’ I found myself rubbing my pussy, enjoying the show, why am I not stopping them.
“Ah Mmm Argh fuck Jess… ah,” he was thrusting into her as he held his hand over her mouth.
As Shawn looked like he was about to cum, I quickly made my way back to my room and started fingering myself, trying to be quiet. As he left Jessica’s room, I couldn’t resist calling out his name. He came into my room, looking nervous and guilty.
“Shawn,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He knew I saw everything.
‘Ye… yes Mom,’ he stammered, clearly caught off guard.
I continued to rub my pussy while trying to talk, “Sha… mmm oh, Shawn I saw what you both were doing.”
While slowly moaning, he asked me, ‘Am… I can explain, wait, Erm Mom, you okay mom, what are you doing under that blanket? Oh, your… do you need a hand?’
‘We… we can’t mmm, am your mom,’ I managed to say, trying to hold back my own desires.
But deep down, I wanted him too. I should be disgusted with them both for fucking, but I couldn’t help but want it too. I was aching for a cock, and Shawn was right there in front of me.
Without another word, he walked over and got into my bed.
Without another word, he walked over and got into my bed. I just looked at him as he took off his boxer shorts and threw them onto the floor before climbing on top of me.
As Shawn climbed on top of me, I couldn’t believe what was happening. My son, on top of me, ready to fuck me. But I couldn’t deny the intense desire that had been building up inside me.
I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer, I couldn’t believe I was about to do this as I built up the courage to ask him. “Shawn can you… not sure how to say this but take me as you did to Jessica” I said embarrassed with his cock pressing against my hairy pussy.
Shawn looked at me with surprise and hesitation. ‘Mom, are you serious? You want me to… to do that with you?’ he asked, his voice trembling.
I nodded, unable to believe what I was asking for. ‘I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help it. I want you, Shawn. I want you to fuck me like you did with Jessica,’ I said, feeling a mixture of shame and arousal.
Without another word, Shawn began to undress me, his hands eagerly exploring my body. As he pulled off my nightie, his eyes widened at the sight of my curvy figure and full breasts. ‘You’re so beautiful, Mom,’ he whispered.
Shawn then slowly pushed the tip of his cock against my pussy lips as he entered me. “Oh shit,” I cried out in pleasure. He was bigger than I expected, and it felt incredible. He began to move in and out of me, his thrusts becoming more intense with each passing moment.
As Shawn continued to thrust into me, I couldn’t believe the pleasure I was feeling. I had never experienced anything like this before. I moaned and gasped as he moved inside me, his hands gripping my hips tightly.
‘Fuck, Mom,’ he groaned, “your pussy feels so good. Ah fuck, nice hairy pussy, jessicas were smooth,”
I couldn’t respond, lost in the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of my hairy pussy.
“Harder,” I moaned, “Ahhh, fuck, I knew something was off between you two. Mmmmm oh, fuck, fuck me harder. ah fucking hell Shawn mmmm, go harder come on I saw Jessica get it harder come on show mommy what you got.”
Shawn’s thrusts became more forceful, he thrust faster and I had to hold my tits as they were bouncing everywhere.
“Oh sweetie mmmm mmm fuck, fuck” I can’t believe am letting him fuck me.
“Yes, Mom, you’re so fucking wet,” Shawn groans as he picks up the pace, his hips slapping against mine with each thrust. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, you like this, don’t you?”
“You like that, Mom?” Shawn grunted as he increased his pace. “You like my big cock fucking your pussy?” “Yes,” I moaned, unable to form any coherent words. I moaned, my hips meeting his thrusts. ‘Your cock feels so good, so fucking good!’
“Harder, Shawn, fuck me harder!” I begged, as he leaned forward and took one of my hard nipples in his mouth.
“I can’t believe how fucking wet you are for me,” he said as he pumped me harder.
Without hesitation, Shawn picked up the pace, his cock slamming into me with each thrust. I could feel my walls tightening around him, and I knew I was about to come undone.
Suddenly, he pulled out of me, leaving me feeling empty and disappointed. But before I could even protest, he flipped me over onto my hands and knees.
“Oh yes, I want to fuck you from behind, Mom,” he growled, his voice filled with lust.
And without any warning, he plunged back into me, his cock hitting my deepest spot. I cried out in pleasure, my body trembling as he continued to pound into me from behind with his hand reaching round to rub my clit as he fucked me.
“Oh, God, Shawn, yes!” I moaned, with my nails digging into the sheets.
Every time his cock slammed into my pussy, it was like a burst of pleasure shooting through my body. I couldn’t help but scream out in ecstasy, my nails digging into the sheets as I held on for dear life.
“Oh fuck, yes, right there, Ah Ah Shawn! Harder, oh god, you’re going to make me cum!” I cried out as I felt my orgasm building.
Shawn’s thrusts became more frenzied, his hips slapping against my ass as he fucked me harder and harder. I could feel his cock swelling inside me, and I knew he was close to cumming too.
“Mom, I’m gonna cum!” he gasped, his voice strained.
“Do it, Shawn! Fill me up with your cum!” I urged, my own orgasm washing over me in a wave of pleasure.
With a final, powerful thrust, Shawn emptied himself inside me, his hot cum filling me up. I could feel it leaking out of me, running down my thighs as he collapsed onto my back, panting and gasping for breath.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies slick with sweat and cum, neither of us saying a word. Finally, Shawn pulled out of me, rolling onto his back with a contented sigh.
“Wow, omg Mom,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “That was… that was amazing.”
I couldn’t help but agree. It had been the most intense, mind-blowing sex I had ever had, and I knew I would never forget it.
“Yeah,” I whispered, turning to face him. “That was… oh wow… something else.”
As we lay there, wrapped up in the afterglow of our illicit encounter, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. I was ashamed, guilty, and worried about what would happen next.
But at the same time, I couldn’t deny the fact that I had just had the most incredible sex of my life, and I knew I wanted more.
“Shawn,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Can we… can we do that again sometime?”
He looked at me, his eyes filled with surprise and desire. “Oh Mom, wow seriously,” he said, his voice filled with emotion. “I thought you’d never ask. I will have to rotate you with Jessica as she said the same thing earlier. Maybe I should move in to keep both my favourite girls satisfied.”
Okay,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Let’s take things slow. But Shawn, I have to ask you something.”
He looked at me, his eyes filled with curiosity. “What is it, Mom?” he asked.
“Did you… did you and Jessica… did you do this before?” I asked, my voice trembling with anxiety.
He looked at me, his eyes filled with guilt. “Yes, Mom,” he admitted. “We… we’ve been sleeping together for a few months now.”
My heart sank at his words. I had hoped that our encounter was a one-time thing, but now I knew that it was part of a larger pattern.
“I see,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “And how does Jessica feel about this?”
Shawn looked at me, his eyes filled with sadness. “She… she’s okay with it, Mom,” he said. “But she knows how you feel about incest, and she doesn’t want to hurt you. But now that I done the deed with you too, what do you think.”
“Are you two… you know, are you two safe?” Shirley asked, her voice trembling with anxiety. “I don’t want either of you to get hurt.”
Shawn looked at me, his eyes filled with love and reassurance. “Of course, Mom,” he said. “She’s on the pill. We’re not stupid.”
I then nodded, feeling relieved. “Okay,” I said. “I trust you, Shawn. I trust both of you.”
“What about you though mom, I mean I came a lot inside you,” I am at the age where when I had Jessica I had the op so I can’t have more children.
“It’s all good sweetie, I can’t get pregnant.”
“Mom, are you okay?” Shawn asked, his voice filled with concern.
“I… I don’t know, Shawn,” I replied, my voice trembling with emotion.
Shawn nodded, understanding filling his eyes. “I know, Mom,” he said. “I never thought I would do something like this either. But I can’t deny how much I wanted you, how much I still want you.”
As we lay there, wrapped up in each other’s arms, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace and contentment. For the first time in a long time, I felt truly happy, truly alive. I didn’t know what the future held, but I knew that I was ready to face it, to embrace it, with Shawn by my side.
“I love you, Shawn,” I whispered, my voice filled with emotion.
“I love you too, Mom,” he replied, his voice filled with warmth and affection. “I always will.”
And with that, we drifted off to sleep, our bodies entwined in a loving embrace, our hearts filled with a deep and abiding love.
The following morning I sat Jessica down at the breakfast table while Shawn still slept.
As I sat down across from Jessica, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. I was still reeling from the events of the previous night, my mind filled with questions and doubts.
“Jessica,” I began, my voice barely above a whisper. “We need to talk.”
Jessica looked at me, her eyes filled with confusion and concern. “What is it, Mom?” she asked.
I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. “Last night, I… I saw you and Shawn together,” I said, my voice trembling with emotion.
Jessica’s face fell silent for a moment before she finally spoke. “I’m sorry, Mom,” she said, her voice filled with guilt. “I didn’t mean for you to find out like that.”
“I know, Jessica,” I replied, my voice filled with understanding. “But I need to know what’s going on between you two. Are you two… are you two in a relationship?”
Jessica looked at me, her eyes filled with tears. “No, Mom,” she said. “We just have sex that is all. I can’t help it, we have been doing it since my 18th when I went to his for that birthday drink.”
“Jessica, I don’t want to judge you,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “But you sure you guys have been protected.”
Jessica nodded, understanding filling her eyes. “He doesn’t use a condom but I use protection, Mom,” she said. “I’m on the pill.”
“I see, Jessica. I’m glad you’re being safe,” I said, relieved. “But I need to know how you feel about this. Are you okay with what’s happening between you and Shawn?”
Jessica looked at me, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions. “I don’t know, Mom,” she said, her voice trembling. “I love having sex with Shawn, but I know it’s wrong. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“What about you mom, how do you feel? I mean when he left my room last night I heard you call his name and then 5 minutes later I heard you moaning, am not stupid.” Oh god, she heard us too.
I was shocked as I looked at Jessica, I knew that I couldn’t deny the truth any longer. I had wanted Shawn just as much as Jessica had, and I couldn’t pretend otherwise.
“I… I don’t know, Jessica,” I said, my voice trembling. “I can’t deny that I wanted Shawn too. I can’t pretend that I didn’t enjoy what happened between us last night.”
Jessica looked at her mother, her eyes filled with surprise and understanding. “I knew it, Mom,” she said. “I could hear you moaning. I’m glad you enjoyed it too. His cocks big isn’t it.” I couldn’t believe her mouth on her.
Jessica giggled, “Yeah, it’s pretty big. I’m glad you got to feel it too, Mom. I was worried you might be upset.”
I sighed, “I won’t lie, Jessica. It’s not something I ever thought I would do. But I can’t deny how much I enjoyed it. I love you, and I love Shawn. I just need some time to process everything.”
Jessica nodded, understanding filling her eyes. “I understand, Mom. I feel the same way. It’s not something I ever thought I would do either. But I can’t deny how much I love having sex with Shawn. He knows how to make me feel good.”
“I know, Jessica. I could hear that in your moans last night. I just need to figure out how to deal with this. It’s not something I ever thought I would have to face.”
Jessica reached across the table, taking her mother’s hand in her own. “It’s okay, Mom. We’ll figure it out together. I’m here for you, no matter what.”
I smiled, grateful for my daughter’s support. “Thank you, Jessica. I don’t know what I would do without you.”
Just then, Shawn walked into the kitchen, still in his boxers. He looked at us, surprise filling his eyes. “Oh, hey Mom. Hi Jess. Everything okay?”
Jessica grinned, “Yeah, everything’s great, Shawn. Mom knows about us.”
Shawn looked me up and down adjusting his crotch, “I know Jess, don’t worry I made it up to Mom last night, ain’t that right Mom.” He said as he walked past me and squeezed my bum. I couldn’t help but watch as he walked across the kitchen in his boxers and I good see his boxers his cock thickly swinging left to right.
I need to try to get the image out of my head, what the fuck am I doing he’s my son.
Later that day it felt like da ja vue again, my daughter Jessica doing yoga and again James watching her but still not taking part just taking in the view. I was in the background cleaning up before doing dinner.
