A bumpy ride on my sons lap long road trip

I stepped into the warm shower, letting the water cascade down my body, washing away the stress of packing for our long road trip. The hot water needled my skin, loosening the knots in my…

Best 21st birthday with mom and some drunk sex story

Warning: This story contains explicit mature themes, graphic sexual content, and incestuous relationships between adult characters (18+), which may offend or disturb some readers. Proceed with caution Important it is fiction. My mom, Shellie, has…

Mom gets turned on over sons obession of her story

The lukewarm coffee hadn’t quite chased away the Saturday morning fog. 10:45 AM. Seriously? I glanced at the clock, the red numerals mocking my own early start. “Where is that little shit, Graham?” I muttered…

Too Drunk and Too vulnerable with my son

They say you hit your lowest point before anything gets better. If that’s true, then tonight should be the turning point. Or maybe just another night where I spiral into a cheap black dress and…

The wrong bed mom thinks I am dad on holiday

The brochures had painted a picture of paradise – sun-drenched beaches, crystal-clear turquoise water, and the perfect family getaway. What they failed to mention was that paradise came with a side of forced smiles and…

Only One Room At The Motel

It was nearly midnight when we pulled off the wet, winding highway. The storm had turned savage—lightning tearing across the sky, thunder chasing behind it like it wanted to swallow us whole. My son’s knuckles…

Vegas Vice: A Mother’s Confession

First legal drink. It sounded so… official. So adult. And maybe a little bit terrifying. I mean, Mom was buying. That was a whole new level of weird-but-cool. The bar was buzzing, packed with tourists…

Mom and Son Yoga turns very sexual

The soft glow of twilight seeped through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room as Jacob lounged on the couch, his eyes absently skimming over his phone. At eighteen, he was a vision of…

Accidental text turns into mom becoming free use

The bedside lamp cast a warm, inviting glow on the pages of Fifty Shades of Grey, the words blurring slightly as I surrendered to the guilty pleasure of Christian Grey’s dominance. I was nearing “The Red…