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incest fantasy

Is loving your child an incest fantasy? I do not believe a loving, close, tender connection could ever be wrong. Sometimes those closest to us are the ones we need the most. As a parent, of course, that would be your offspring.


He is so precious, my baby boy. I love to hold him close and smell his precious innocence as he moves his sweet face to my breast. Yes, he is large, but he loves the security of being secure in Mommy’s safe arms and cuddled by Mommy’s special friend. We have a special, close relationship unlike any other. He loves Mommy juice, and Mommy loves the massive amounts he shares with me.

My incest fantasy with my son makes me crave him even more.

I adore having him crawl into my bed and suckle my large nipples. Incest fantasy? Never. Just love and tenderness between a mother and her son. He loves the nestling between his ass cheeks by Mommy’s dear friend moans with such pleasure. He gets so hard with my hands and the attention of my friend. He loves that 8 inches tucked in his crack. Terrified to go further. Needing reassurance for his incredible pleasure. Mommy coaxes him gently and always remind him of his safe word. Incest fantasy? Absolutely not. This could ever be wrong.

A the beginning of our incest fantasy relationship, I was so afraid to touch his young, beautiful body or hurt him in any way. I knew my physical touch would comfort him. So I did. I allowed my friend to join us when I saw the joy in his eyes when I suggested to him that his company would be gentle and loving too. My son would never forget the love of his guiding mother, nor would I.