A Tale of Incest

My name is Daniel. I am 13 years old, about 120 pounds and around 5′ 9″. This is my story….


I was walking home after school, thinking about how much homework I had to do. Mr. Burgess was really laying it on us this week. As I turned the corner and kept walking, I could see our mailbox and lawn. Our house was a recently built 2 story with white-ish gray siding and a red door. The lawn was also freshly cut the previous day by yours truly. I walked up our driveway, up our pathway to the porch and opened the door.

“Mom, I’m home! I have a bunch of homework to do so I will be in my room for a while.”, I yelled. As I walked upstairs I heard “Ok sweetie, dinner will be ready around 6”. I opened the door to my room and flung my backpack onto my bed sat at my computer desk. After about an hour of sitting on Facebook and browsing other websites, I decided to get to work on my homework. Tough stuff. I had to do 150 algebra problems and hand them in tomorrow. After about 10 minutes I could hear the TV downstairs. Mom must be watching something. Then, it couldn’t have been more than 15 minutes later, I heard something that sounded like groaning on the TV. Curious, I quietly sneaked down the stairs a little bit and peaked around the corner. I could see that Mom was watching a really raunchy TV show. Glancing over at her, I could see she had her right hand down in her skirt, slightly rubbing her crotch.

Mom had gotten pregnant with me when she was only 16. Surprisingly, my biological father stayed with mom after the birth. However, my dad left us about 3 years ago. Since then, Mom had been looking for someone to be with but has had no luck. By watching her rub herself like this, I could guess she had gotten very lonely sexually.

My mom was extremely attractive. She was 29, around 140 pounds, had brown hair down past her shoulders, incredible breasts and an incredible ass. Today, she was wearing a dark blue tanktop and what I assumed to be a white bra which emphasized her amazing 34E breasts. She also was wearing a sexy jean miniskirt that made her ass look amazing. And also, from this point of view, it looked like she was wearing white panties.

As I watched, my left foot accidentally slipped on the stair that it was on and fell to the one below it, making me lose my balance and fall forward slightly into the living room.

Mom, having seen me stumble like an idiot into the living room, pulled her hand out of her skirt very quickly and looked towards me. “Whoa, are you okay sweetie?” she asked. “Yea, I’m fine. I was just going to get something to drink.” I replied. As I walked into the kitchen to get a drink, I could tell by the look that had been on Mom’s face that she must have been worried that I may have caught her with her hand down her panties. I had my drink, and was ready to go back upstairs. I had my foot on the first step when I heard Mom say, “Hey Daniel, why don’t you come watch TV with me and take a break from homework for a while?”. “Allright”, I said. I walked over to the couch and sat down next to the right of Mom. By now, of course, Mom had changed the channel to something different than the raunchy show.

Mom put her right hand on my leg just behind my knee and asked, “So, how has school been lately?”. “Pretty good,” I replied. “Mr. Burgess has been really giving us some hard homework lately though.” “I see,” she said. About 3 minutes passed of just watching TV when Mom started talking again. “What about your friends? How is your social life going? How are things going….”. She sort of faded off for a second then continued, “….how are things going with the girls?” I could feel Mom’s hand on my leg sort of move a little bit. Hmm, this was kind of un-natural behavior from Mom. “Umm,” I said. “Things are going ok I suppose. I don’t have any interests in any perticular girls though.” “Hmm…” Mom said. “Interesting…” Mom started moving her hand up my leg a little. “Mom….what are you…” I started to say, but Mom took her hand off my leg and put both hands on the sides of my face and turned my head towards her. Then she kissed me. Deeply and passionately. I was caught so off guard and so surprised that I had no idea to do. I sort of started to move back a little bit and she stopped as soon as she had started.

She just sat there for a moment, panting quietly. I was staring at her, but she was just looking at the ground near my feet. After about 15 seconds of silence Mom whispered “….I……I’m sorry.” It was about 30 seconds before I responded. “It’s…..it’s ok…”

We sat there for about a minute, in silence. I was staring at the ground so I didn’t know where Mom was looking. Once I looked up, I saw she was still looking at the same spot on the ground, but she had tears in her eyes. She started to talk again. “I…..I’ll……” She didn’t finish. Instead she quietly got off the couch and quickly walked upstairs, presumably to her room. As she walked up the stairs, I couldn’t help but admire her ass and the way it moved in that tight jean skirt when she walked. Once she was out of sight, I just sat there. Pondering.

I’m not sure how much time had passed while I just sat there on the couch, but after a while I started to feel hungry. I looked at the clock. It was 7:22. I got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen. I wasn’t sure if Mom was going to make dinner still so I just got out some random things from the fridge. As I sat at the table eating, I was curious to see if Mom would come down to eat. I also was thinking of her kiss. Her love and passion filled kiss. Truth be told, I didn’t know what to think of it. I wasn’t sure if I found it kind of awkward and weird, or sort of…….well………sort of erotic and sexy.

Even when I finished eating, Mom still hadn’t come downstairs yet. I decided to go upstairs and do homework in my bedroom until bedtime. I walked upstairs and down the hallway. As I walked to my room, I passed Mom’s room. She was sitting on her bed with her head in her hands. I decided I should probably go talk to her so I went in and sat down next to her.

I really had no idea what to say so I just kind of sat there for a bit. After a while she turned towards me and said “I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” “That’s ok Mom, it’s alright” I replied. “No it’s not,” she said. “That’s not right for a mother to do to her son. It’s just that……” She kind of faded off here. “Just that I’ve been so lonely and don’t know what to do with myself. At the time, kissing you felt like a good idea.” She looked at the ground. “Now I regret it and feel stupid and ashamed.”

I put my right hand on her leg and my other hand on her shoulder. “It’s ok Mom. I really don’t mind. I can understand how you could have done something like that. It’s been about 3 years since Dad left right?” She sighed. “About 4 years.” she said. “Wow, that’s longer than I remembered. I can understand you doing something like that after being single for 4 years. I really didn’t mind it. In fact…..” Now here is where I had to make my decision. I decided to go with the more risky choice of words. “In fact…..I kind of liked it.”

At this, Mom put her head back in her hands and said “Oh Daniel, this isn’t right. This is incest!” As she said this, I sort of moved my hand up her leg a little. “Well, you were the one who kissed me.” I said. “Yea, I know…” she said. I figured this was about as far as I should go. I took my hand off of her leg and stood up. “Where are you going?” she asked. “I’m going to my room” I said. “I have alot of homework to do still.” “Oh,” she replied. “Ok.”

As I was about to go through the doorway, I heard Mom say something behind me. “Daniel………” “Yea, Mom?” I replied. “Before you go….Can I……….Can I have………..” She sort of paused for a second. I turned around to face her. “Yea?” I said. “Can I have…..one more little kiss?”

I froze for a second. “Umm……Ok….I suppose.” I walked over to her and sat down on the bed again next to Mom.