1. Mommy


    Date: 3/14/2019, Categories: Mature / Older First Time Incest / Taboo Author: moneysex23, Source: xHamster

    "Are we there yet?""Not yet, just a little bit further.""How about now?""Still a ways to go.""Screw this."Despite being the youngest in the car, I'm not involved in that exchange, oh no. That's my dad driving and my mom playing the role I would be playing, if I was just a couple years younger; yes, she is the one that is acting like the brat.All three of us are on route to a 'family bonding' trip, scheduled and arranged by my dad, its pitch black outside as we drive to our destination.My mom's sulking in her front seat while Dad's trying to keep a smile on his face as he keeps on driving. I'm sat here in the back, thinking about how I got here, and at the same time, trying to get my mind of this god-damn clunking sound made by this car.We all have to go to some crappy-ass log cabin, eat some marshmallows and do whatever else families do, that all might be fine, but only if this was a normal family.I'm looking over at my mom right now, in her black, worn-out biker jacket and torn jeans, she sure don't look like a mom. And I look over at Dad, with his buttoned shirt tucked into his clean trousers and his smart combed hair, how did they ever hook-up in the first place?***Mom up and left us when I was young. I don't remember much about her, expect for a few photos Dad left around, and that her name was Rena. She was a real looker, that's for sure, with medium-length, sexy cropped black hair and pouty lips. She had quite the figure too; I remember one picture of her in a red ...
     and black bustier dress which really accentuated her fine breasts.Dad took down those pictures as I got older. Maybe his reasoning was that I was thinking of her less as a mother, but more as a hot chick, and he didn't want me to remember her like that. Overtime, me and Dad coped without her around, when I was in my teens, I just thought of her as an ingrate who up and left her family.So you could try to imagine the shock I had when my dad approached me on the eve of my 18th birthday and told me he had a major surprise: he found my mom and she was coming home.That whole day, a flood of emotions drove towards me; I was angry, confused and surprisingly, strangely intrigued. On the day of my 18th birthday, I decided to give her a chance. Besides, I thought she may still be hot; it had only been f******n years since I last saw her.After Dad went to go get her, I looked at the one picture Dad had of her. It was on his bedside, and it was taken a few months after I was born. Looking at that picture, those eyes, those lips, those tits: a sick part of me got excited at the prospect of having her around.I was thinking she may be apologetic, very apologetic towards me, I expected her to be overly apologetic, if you know what I mean. I waited with gleeful anticipation for her to come through that door, and when she did, my jaw hit the floor.Her hair was cut short; she had some rock-band's t-shirt on and a leather biker jacket over it, she also had on some torn-up blue jeans on and ...
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