Inbreeding

My fantasy revolves around incestuous relationships

with my beautiful mother. In my fantasy, she is a thirty-six-year-old woman who looks much younger, and I am a sixteen-year-old boy who is always getting an erection. One Sunday morning in summer, we went for a walk in the countryside. The sky was clear and the weather was very warm.

My mother was wearing a simple white dress. Because the path was narrow, I walked behind her. I couldn't help but stare at her beautiful legs. Her legs were beautifully curved, like upside-down bowling pins. As she walked, her skirt fluttered, revealing her alabaster thighs to me. She had her long blonde hair tied in a ponytail, which suited her round face perfectly and made her look much younger.

She swayed her large, round buttocks slightly without realizing it. When she bent down to pick a flower, her thighs and the full, voluptuous buttocks covered by her snow-white underwear were revealed beneath her skirt.

After we reached a secluded spot, Mom needed to urinate. Pretending I wanted some too, I turned around. As I turned, pulling at my crotch, I showed my mother both my enormous, erect member and her private parts. My mother was a little embarrassed, but she stole a glance at my erect penis. I didn't know whether my mother was pleased or annoyed by my recklessness. Women are a bit too clever for us men.

We continued our walk. We came to a farm where racehorses were bred through inbreeding. We saw someone trying to get a stallion to mount a mare, and my mother suggested we stop, saying that inbreeding would improve the horses' bloodline. The stallion about to mount the mare was her son. We were all fascinated by the stallion's enormous penis. We watched with admiration as, with the help of the man, the stallion finally found the way, inserting his huge penis into the mare's birth canal. My mother seemed very excited, rubbing her thighs tightly together.

I asked her, since inbreeding produces better offspring, why don't humans mate like horses? She seemed unsure of the correct answer, simply telling me that social customs disapproved of this pairing.

Later, my mother told me it was a sociological issue, not a biological one, because it would create competition between siblings. However, I had no siblings, and my father had long since abandoned her.

"Where there's a will, there's a way," and if that's true, it must apply to my mother and me as well. Wouldn't sexual union between two loving, close relatives make their relationship even better? Of course. My mother agreed with me and thought many things were illogical.

She was a practical woman; she felt it didn't matter if I fucked her as long as no one knew. While we watched the horses mate, I mounted my mother from behind. My penis trembled and swelled inside my mother's sweet, empty vagina. I dared not thrust in and out too quickly, lest I ejaculate too soon. So easy, so natural… I wondered where people's fuss came from.

Having sex with my mother was the most beautiful and worthwhile experience of my life.

Here's my second fantasy.

My mother and I have been lovers for four years.

On this day, we joyfully celebrate our fourth anniversary. At dinner, we enjoy exquisite food, caviar, and the finest champagne. My mother wears a black, strapless nightgown, without panties or a bra, her smooth, white skin shimmering. She also wears black stockings and garters.

We sit facing each other at the table, gazing deeply into each other's eyes in the flickering candlelight and soft music.

Then, my mother and I dance. She wraps her arms around my neck, while I hold her full buttocks tightly in my hands, caressing them lovingly. My mother rubs her vulva against my trembling, hard penis.

Then, we sit on the sofa and watch television. She sits on my lap, lifts her nightgown, and pins herself against my enormous penis. We sit like this for a while, and I gently caress her breasts. Then she turned around, facing me, straddled me, and embraced me. I embraced her back, then lifted her and carried her to the bed.

My mother was a large woman, but I was even stronger, so carrying her like this was effortless. Once on the bed, I placed her legs on my shoulders. This position allowed me to penetrate deeply and achieve the greatest satisfaction. I fucked her with boundless love for a long time.

Why do I love fucking my mother? Why do people climb mountains? Why do some people cross oceans in canoes? Why did humans land on the moon? Because it's a challenge. I wanted to prove to myself that you don't have to be an idiot to enjoy incest. I wanted to prove to myself that I could do it and still survive. What young, healthy man hasn't fantasized about his lovely mother?

Because I grew up without a father, it was my mother who enlightened me, teaching me everything about sex. It's a joy to know that the answer to our sexual needs lies within ourselves. It's so convenient because we're both so busy.

My mother painted, while I spent six hours a day practicing music, plus working. We had no time to explore the outside world. Of course, I would meet a good girl someday and marry her, but what about now?

My mother watched her little boy grow up contentedly. I was her ideal man. I could do everything my father couldn't. She was willing to teach me how wonderful sex was. She let me have sex without guilt, letting me understand that sex was normal and natural, like breathing.

From around thirteen, I often had sex with my mother. Having sex with her built my confidence, made me a man…

Women today take better care of themselves, making them look much younger. They are very attractive to their young and passionate sons. Whenever I see those scantily clad young girls on the beach, I often wonder how their fathers could resist them?

Many fathers have sex with their daughters. Brothers have sex with their sisters much less often. But having sex with one's mother has always been considered rare. This makes me happier.

I am different. I am unique. I am bold. I accomplished something many people have dreamed of for years but never had the courage to do. How many young people know what their mothers' vaginas look like? Are they frigid or passionate? What does it feel like to penetrate the womb from which you came? What does it feel like to revisit the place that nurtured you for over nine months?

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