This story I'm about to tell you isn't going to be your typical type of taboo story where a mother falls into the dark desire of having a sexual and lusting relationship with her son, or vice versa, for that matter. No, this story hinges on something even darker than that. A force that has been around longer than incest itself has existed. In fact, you might even think it was more of a taboo since very little has been kno...

As Dean awoke the next morning, he questioned his moral compass. After reading the incest story, it was apparent that a hidden demon had awoken and caused him to see his mother in a different light. But now that it was out, could he find the strength to control it? Alternatively, did he even want to? Then as he dove deeper into the depths of his mind to look for an answer as to why this had happened, seductive images of h...

The following day when Dean met his mother for breakfast, he asked, "So how did you sleep?" His mother looked at him and, with a smile, teasingly replied, "Oh, I had a lovely rest. I feel so refreshed today. How about you?" "Oh… I guess I can say the same." Dean then noticed he was running late and quickly finished his meal. But, before rushing off, he went to give his mother a quick kiss on the cheek and was startled whe...

Come the following day, Dean awoke with a raging boner. The imaginary masturbation session he had with his mother last night still danced in his brain as he rose from his bed. Dean, half-awake, staggered his way to the bathroom. But before he got there, his mother stepped out of her room wearing a long white sheer nightdress. Dean's mouth dropped open as he focused on her round, firm globes that were plainly visible under...

Quickly, Dean changed into his swim trunks and met his waiting mother at the doorway. "We had better hurry," he heard her say as he glanced over her sexy figure. Macey wore a thin yellow swim dress that was tied at her waistline. Her head was covered with a matching yellow hat with a large brim around it and a pair of dark sunglasses. "That's how you're going?" Dean asked. "It is a pool party, Dean. So why wouldn't I?" "I...