I have always wanted to fuck my mother. My incest infatuation has always been an obsession really. Maybe it is because my father died when I was young and this made me grow especially close to her. Earlier this year when I turned 18 I came to the realization that my desires towards my mother ran much deeper than just wanting to make love to her. I wanted to be her lover. I wanted to make her my life companion.
I came to this conclusion when she and I were watching TV one night. Denise, my mother, I should mention is fairly good looking 40 year old woman. The best way to describe her is she looks like Leeza Gibbons but with red hair, ten extra pounds, and she has size C breasts. She is by no means gorgeous because she carries the extra pounds in her ass but I an ass with some extra padding.
Any way, back to the story. We were watching TV and the program was about older women having children and she said,
"I wish I would meet someone and get married and have some more kids."
And that's when it hit me. The reason all of my attempts to satisfy my urge to have sex with my mother by outside means had failed was because I had the deep Freudians need to impregnate her and have her as my wife. That night I tried to shake the thought but it was true. I was fooling myself when I had affairs with older women. My French teacher, a woman I met at the country club. They both were attractive but could not fill the need I had to have my mother as my lover and be the mother to my children.
My mind was made up and the next few days it was if a weight was lifted from me. I had accepted my inner need to have my mother and now I set about the path to getting her.
I knew that getting my mother to become my lover would be very difficult but I had a detailed plan. The first part would be to use my ex girlfriend Sue as an excuse to perform oral sex on my mother. It sounds outrageous but I knew it would work. After I eat her pussy I would then fuck her brains out I would force my self on her if she does not want me to fuck her and she would not. I would video tape the whole thing then blackmail her into moving to Arizona with me and become the mother of my children. She could not fight the blackmail because it would be my word against hers and therefore I would have her teaching career in my hands. I knew my mother and she would give in.
- Part 2: The Plan in Action -
The day had arrived and everything was set. The video camera was set up behind a two way mirror I put in her bedroom when I began to put it all in motion.