Days of incest!!

DAY 1

In the soft twilight of the late autumn evening, Jason stepped out of the cabin. He could see his mother sitting by the lake. They had come to this rustic setting, in the countryside to get away from the city and find calm and solace. The final settlement of his parents’ divorce was finally over. It had been a traumatic time for both of them. The cabin was one of the properties in favor of his mother’s settlement.

Jason, the only child of Frank and Jenny is 20. The young adolescent was attending college. As it was a week’s term break from studies, he had accompanied his mother to this beautiful hideaway. Their nearest neighbor was a farmhouse beyond the rolling hills, which was quite a distance away.

At 43, Jenny is still a beautiful woman and their friends were deeply shocked by the news of their divorce. They could not fathom why Frank had the affair with his colleague. Jenny was the girl that many men had dreamed of marrying. But she had fallen in love with Frank, much to the disappointment of those chasing after her.

Jason was deeply hurt and furious with his father and had a terrible row with him when the news broke. Father and son did not really get along, for some reason. The divorce settlement was fair and his mother could live a very comfortable life. But that was beside the point, as far as Jason was concerned. He was very close to his mother, and he felt for her.

Jason walked out the cabin and headed for the lake. As he neared, Jenny turned and smiled lovingly at him.

She thought how much he looked like his father. He had grown much taller than Frank. She was proud of him, knowing that he excelled in his studies as well as in sports.

“Hi mom,” Jason said as he came towards her. “Don’t you feel cold, I do,” he chided her.

Jenny held out her hand and Jason took it into his.

“Come sit with me and tell me what you have been up to. With all that has happened, we did not have time to catch up with your latest gossips,” she smiled at him.

As Jason sat down beside her, Jenny put her head against her son’s broad shoulders. At 5ft 8, his mother was almost petite compared to her son, who had grown to almost 6ft 2. He smiled at her and placed his arms protectively around her. They talked about his life at college but he knew that it was just a way of keeping out the personal hurt that she was going through.

He felt her shivered ever so slightly.

“Let’s go in mom, it’s really getting chilly out here,” Jason said, pulling Jenny up.

Mother and son walked hand in hand towards the cabin.

They had arrived earlier in the day and they planned to stay for the next three days.

“Brrrr, yes, now I do feel the wind,” Jenny laughed.

When they were inside the cabin, Jenny said they she will prepare dinner and asked Jason to start the fire in the fireplace.

In the serene setting, mother and son sat down for dinner. While they were eating, Jason looked across the small table and looked at his mother. In the quietness of the late evening, he watched her lovingly and realized with mild surprise how beautiful she was. He had always looked upon her as a mother, just like any son. But at that moment, he saw a lovely woman. He could not understand how his father could fall for someone so insignificant as compared to the woman in front of him. Jenny looked up and saw her son looking intently at her.

She looked at him, “what is it,” Jenny asked softly.

“Do you know how beautiful you are, mom?” Jason said.

“Is this what you tell all the girls when they have dinner with you,” Jenny said teasingly.

“No, mom, none of them could hold candle against you, Dad must be nuts,” he said.

Jason could see his mother blushing. It made her look so desirable. Jason realized that he was really taking in the beauty of the woman sitting across him. He suddenly felt awkward, and looked intently at his food. He was taken aback by his thoughts, and what was he thinking?

Jenny could feel the change in the air, the sudden crackling of the burning coal in the fireplace was like a knife cutting into surrounding. She could not understand the significance of the moment. Jason had never said such compliments like that to her before. She looked at him and saw a very handsome young man. She had always taken him for granted as a kid, but he really had grown up.

They ate in silence, both with their own thoughts.

Jason helped his mother clear up after dinner. As she carried the plates, Jason could not help himself as he watched her walking towards the kitchen. She looked like the woman in his dreams. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Conflicting thoughts run through his mind as he saw the woman in his mother, the raven hair falling softly on her shoulders, her still slim waistline, the matured body accentuated by the soft satin blouse that she was wearing.

At that moment, Jenny turned around. Their eyes met and froze.

“What is it, Jason?” her voice almost a whisper. Her heart was beating unsteadily.

“It’s nothing mom.” Jason replied. “I’m going to shower,” he said and almost bolted out of the kitchen.

Jenny just watched him as he left. Her knees were almost weak. Did she see something in his eyes, the longing and yearning of a man? She felt shaken. He is Jason, my son.

As Jason stripped himself to shower, he saw that his penis had gone so hard. He knew what was in his mind. Jason was no innocent child. He had his share of flings with girls at his college. He could not stop himself as he held the turgid gland and masturbated. He came almost immediately, calling out silently, “mom, oh mom” as the imagined vision of his naked mother played on his thoughts, making his sperm spurt out onto the floor of the bath tub. He was horrified by the incestuous vision that clouded his mind.

In her room, Jenny undressed to change into her night gown. As she looked into the mirror, she could see the nipples of her full breasts getting puffy and hard. Sub consciously she touched them with her thumbs and she gasped as they grew harder. “God, what’s happening to her,” she wondered in shock. She had never touched herself like that before. She could feel her vagina getting moist. “God, he’s my son,” she whimpered to herself. Jenny quickly put on her night gown and crept into her bed. She tried to banish those thoughts out of her mind but the tingling sensations just would not go away.

The stillness of the autumn night and the loneliness of the room made her get up and open her door. With her heart pounding rapidly, she walked softly into the living room.

In the faint light, they saw each other.

Jason was sitting on the sofa.

“Mom,” he called out, with a catch in his voice, and he stood up. He had sat there for almost an hour, trying to come to terms with the wild and sinful thoughts and actions that had transpired earlier. Now she was standing like a goddess in front of him.

He rose to his fee and walked towards her.

As they stood at arm’s length, both were in awe of one another and not knowing what to expect. Jason could see his mother’s lips quavering. He reached out and she came to him. He clasped her tenderly in his arms. No words were spoken. They just held on to each other, her head against his chest and his resting softly against her the top of her head, his lips against her hair.

As though in a dream, she felt him lifting her up like a child, cradling her in his arms. She did not stop him as he carried her to his room. At the door, he looked at her face and saw the tears. He kissed the tears off her cheeks. He walked to his bed and gently placed her on it.

In the subdued light of the table lamp, her eyes watched him. Jason opened his night robe and let it drop onto the floor. Her son stood naked before his mother. She saw his masculine body, not with ugly muscles, but trim and firm. Her eyes took in his hardened phallus, and his balls. She stifled a whimpered gasp as he knelt up beside her and unbuttoned her night dress. She could feel his trembling hands. Lifting her up by the shoulders, he took the dress off. Then he lifted her buttocks to pull down her pajamas bottom.

Mother and son were nude on his bed.

The cold autumn night made her nipples hard. She imagined that they were standing elongated like succulent offerings to her son. She saw him gazing at her flesh and his eyes looked downwards to her crotch, were her pubic hair curled inwards to cover her secret opening. Jenny lay traumatized, unable to move her limbs. She had never felt this way before, not even with Frank.

They could hear each other breathing deeply as he climbed across her stomach, his body resting on his knees on both side of her, still not touching her. Then his hands reached out, entwining her palms and lifting them and pressing them to the back of the head. His mouth descended onto hers, kissing her lips tenderly and sucking on her mouth. They tasted each other’s passion as his tongue seeks hers. They sucked and their saliva mixed as he grew more demanding as they deep kissed. Their mouth would not leave each other as his pre cum seeped out and dripped onto the flesh of her stomach.

Finally, unable to sustain their passionate kiss and gasping for breath, they separated. Their eyes locked as they looked longingly at each other. He moved his knees further up across her breasts. Releasing her hands, he pulled a pillow and rested her head on it. Holding his penis in his right hand, he moved it to her lips. Tenderly, he brushed the tip along her lips, wetting her with his pre cum. She felt the sticky liquid coating her lips like lipstick. She did not open her mouth and he did not insist. He bent down again to kiss her, tasting his own secretion.

Then he turned around, facing her crotch. Pulling her knees up towards his chest, his mouth seeks her opening. The odor of her vaginal secretions intoxicated him. As his mouth descended and clamped onto her vagina lips, she cried out and clamped her thighs, trapping his head between them. Jason lips formed a suction action as he sucked his mother’s vaginal opening. Drunk with desire, he wanted to suck his mother’s cum into his mouth, to taste and swallow from her fountain of love.