First incest experience with my mother
Introduction: The best summer of my life My dad had left us when I was around 6 years old, it was only my mother and I from there on out. As soon as I had hit puberty I knew something was not completely normal, when the incest fantasies and dreams about my mother would not just be a phase of curiosity, but instead, a neverending desire to have more than just a mother-son relationship. I knew how wrong it was and I tried to distract myself with girls my age, sports and video games, but the few...