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I never gave incest any thought, I mean sure I have had passing thougts rape stories occasionally but I am not some kind of freak. Yes my mom is young, and I guess I always knew she was attractive from the way my friends acted around her. But until I saw her naked, I really never thought about fucking her. After that day I stopped thinking of her as my mom, and in my mind started calling her by her name Susan. If I had never found those old magazines fantasies in the attic, things might have been very different, and I would not have been forced to rape my mother. She really should have gotten rid of them, or locked them up. In a way this is all her own fault. I guess I must feel a little guilty though so I am writing it down to sort things out in my head, and figure out what to do now. Thanksgiving was fast approaching and my grandmother was coming for a visit. Dad had died 2 years ealier when I was 14, but fantasy she still tried to stay in touch especially around the holidays. It was tough though because mom and grandma do not like each other. It was an old argument, something about Grams not wanting her son to marry mom, and that he could do better. Dad apparently decided that 5' 9'' gourgeous blondes, with big, ripe tits, and firm juicy asses don't grow on trees, and he married mom as soon as he turned 18 without his mother's approval (mom was only 16). Grams did not go to the wedding or speak to them for over a year. Money was very tight, and mom's family was poor. Grandma had lots of money but she would not help, hoping to teach them a lesson, and maybe even split them up. Mom never forgave her, they were polite around me but it was clear they did not like each other. Grandma was coming for a visit. Mom went into a cleaning frenzy. Technically we have rape stories three bedrooms in our house but, the third one is really kind of a storage/sewing/videogame room.Rape Story
"THAT woman is not going to talk about my house being a mess," she vowed. I was of course enlisted into the Cleaning Corps, and soon found myself sorting through piles of junk, packing it gang pictures into boxes sex, and carrying them to the attic for storage. I had just rape story set a box down, and in the poor lighting accidenty knocked over a crate. "Shit like I really need to do some more cleaning...Hey what's this?! All right Penthouse!" I thought I had rapes found my dad's private stash. There were about 20 mags all over the floor. As I looked at them something was weird, they were all the same issue. The centerfold was a tall leggy blonde "Dad must have really had a thing for her. She looks like a younger version of mom... oh shit oh shit oh shitty shit shit, it IS mom." The fantasy date on the mag was a year and a half after I was born. Money was tight, and mom must have posed to help out. On the one sex hand I was proud of her, it took guts to spread your pussy for the world to see. On the other incest story hand let's be honest, seeing your mom with her pussy spread and a big ol smile on her face has got to cast her in a new rapes sluttier light. I felt myself getting hard as I looked at page after page of my mom's spread pussy, and heavy tits. But it was rapes that plump round ass that got to me. I stayed in the attic for 3 hours that day.Erotic Rape Stories Rape Fantasy Rape Sex Stories Rape Story Pictures Incest Story rape