What Real Incest Is:

I have been reading stories on r/incestsexstories a while now and I can most say reading, most stories on here are fantasies (which is perfectly okay may I add). Real incest though is complicated.

Let me share a story of how real incest can be complicated.

I, M23, and my mother, F44, have been at it a while. After my father passed away in a drunk driving accident, he wasn’t drunk though he was hit by an idiot who was drunk (for privacy please do not ask information on this story as it was reported and it does name him).

Anyways, as I was saying, following his passing, in 06, my mother had been a single mother for a while. Than she, naturally, started to date other men. This meant usually one night stands, men would come, have sex, leave. She’d be left fucked and alone. (Yea it was sad). Growing up this was a consistent experience. Though I had also developed a deep affection for my mom. She’s of a Czech ancestry while my father was Canadian. And we live in Canada (multiculturalism eh lol). Anyhow, moving forward a long quite a bit, following my 19th birthday we visited Spain. My mother has family in Cordoba and that’s where we were. We were staying in the same room at my mom’s cousin’s parents house. Her and my cousin were apparently friends way back when, and started talking online. Naturally, they invited her over and her being the life insurance policy rich she was, absolutely went with me! This was her first cousin, he was only a year younger than her but due to his studies he was still single and wanted to get married asap.

Long story short my cousin proposed to my mom, yes days after they met. But this is very the complications start. My mother did not want to marry her cousin but now there was immense first family pressure to marry her off. We rushed back to Canada and when we got back home, I remember the exact moment she opened up that goddamn app Bumble again to start seeing someone again. Around than was when I approached her. I asked her, in a direct manner, if she would ever consider me. Now, this seems odd eh, not so, we were close openly close actually, my mother and I discussed sexual relationships and what that looks like for a man vs a woman (for purely educational purposes). We had done this before many times so talking about sex with my mom wasn’t a taboo whatsoever. Combine this with the opportunity of her being in the mindset she was in when I asked her. And she said no. Lmao.

I insisted. I didn’t have much luck at that time finding a long term relationship and neither did she. I asked, we lived alone together for over a decade now, we are frank and love each other. Why not, at least see. Naturally she said that’s disgusting you are my son. That’s exactly when I said, she slept with her first cousin back in Spain. She didn’t consider relationships than. She reiterated her point but said she will think over it. I carried on by saying my point again but also saying she wasn’t allowed to bring random men over anymore. The following night, at dinner, I said that again, her sex deprived ass, said she was willing to try it but if it didn’t work out. I’d have to move out. I agreed.

We proceeded to have sex and the rest can be explained in another part since this is already too long.

The complications for reference came when her cousins, her friends, and my friends found out who we were with.

I can cover our sexual complications as well as relationship complications with others in another part if this gets some attention.

Till then. I bid you farewell.

Questions are always welcome.

Note: This is non fiction so do not ask for personal information you will be ignored or blocked.