In spite of their rampant mutual attraction, Johnny and his quite hot-looking blonde mother Linda kept very still, Linda seated on the edge of Johnny's bed as she continued to gaze upon the thick 20" tall erection of her newly transformed muscular superhunk son.
"You know, I have this feeling I've been here before," said Linda.
"I know," said Johnny. "It's the incest theme."
Linda shook her head. "Who would have thought that grown men really do want a girl just like dear old Mom after all?"
"I'm not sure that's it at all," said Johnny. "I think many young men are fascinated by women with experience. In fact, some of them may even have the sense to realize that in an ideal situation, they will marry not only a young Raquel Welch, but a woman who will grow along with them over the years into the mature Raquel Welch. So I don't think the whole MILF thing is nearly as twisted as some might make it out to be. After all, it's specifically 'moms i"d like to fuck,' not simply 'Mom.' Besides, even if you could remove the taboo, there's way too much natural bad blood between child and parent. The idea of getting it on specifically with Mom inspires a 'Yuck!' on all kinds of levels."
Linda brushed back her hair and sighed deeply as she continued to stare. "And yet, that specific coupling goes on."
"Yeah, but do you ever notice how it's always okay so long as the author gets to be a voyeur looking in on someone else's Mom? And it's alwasy some fantasy MILF too, some really hot chick who just happens to have a few extra years on her but still has this killer bod with the great big luscious knockers ... " Johnny sort of lost his train of thought, as Linda's ample bosom, barely clothed in a flimsy nightgown, rose and fell slowly and dramatically as her breathing grew quite heavy.
"But still ... the basic relationship keeps ... asserting itself, most ... prominently ... " Linda began to feel a bit queasy with deep worry, for try as she might, she could not seem to turn her eyes away from her young son's behemoth boner.
"I guess it's sort of ... inevitable, in a way," Johnny said a bit tightly. "I mean, a boy grows up terrified of being caught whacking off. What if for once, in some pornographic universe, the reverse was true? What if for once, instead of being told how shameful and perverted and creepy and pitiful he is for whacking off, what if he was discovered and it was a good thing, and he was told, Oh, my baby boy is growing up, what a nice big strong cock he has, the girls are going to be fighting each other to impale themselves on that giant fucker!'?"
"Oh ... oh, Gawd, I bet they will!" Linda sighed reverently. "But there's always more than just the discovery ... "
"Sure," said Johnny, "but I don't think the author has to be all that interested in incest in and of itself, for its own sake, to write and incestuous scene. Often, all he wants to do is to establish how wildly out of control all the sexual attraction in his story has become. It signals that a boy just can't wait to get on with being some kind of superstud, especially if he's underage. The story My Life With a Huge Cock begins with the author coming out of his mother's womb with a slightly larger than normal cock, but perhaps much more significantly his body also generates powerful sexual pheremones. So the story claims that practically as soon as he came out, a nurse in the delivery room immediately felt overwhelmed with lust and tried to give him a blowjob. Now, that's ridiculous on all kinds of levels, but it's a hell of abeginning. The boy grows up at home, the mom is always around, the sisters are always around, the occasional aunt or neighbor or friend of the mom is always around ... it's a very efficient beginning. But the incest is not necessarily an end in itself. Take the My Life as a Teenage Stud stories by Tim Donehy. They begin with the boy Timmy fucking the shit out of his mother and sister, sure. But then the stories move right along to a teacher, and then some classmates. As of right now the last story is one in which the boy is in the hospital recuperating from a minor operation, and there's this instant conspiracy of nurses to get him into a private room so that they can have an orgy with him. So that's usually how incest is used."
"I see ... so, it's never the ... dominating theme ... " Linda bit her lip as she seemed to struggle to hang on to her sanity.
Johnny blinked hard. It was true ... his mother was rejuvenating, becoming more vital and glamorous, before his very eyes, the years melting from her body ... and was her already considerable bosom actually increasing? He stared in wonder.
"Yes ... except for something like the Fertile Valley stories. In those, it's about as wild as you can get. A family enters a valley where the drinking water makes everyone supersexual, and the whole community there goes sexually berserk. Sons with mothers, granddaughters with grandfathers, teachers with students, and of course brothers and sisters and simply endless teenage sex ... just endless inappropriate fucking all over the place. But you get the sense that the protagonist is struggling against a conspiracy that he knows to be wrong. The stories never really were concluded to any satisfaction, however."
"But it's all so depraved ... !" sighed Linda, breathing even harder as her right hand began to stroke and diddle the obvious bulges of her poking nipples. "Why would any human being WANT all this to happen?"
"I don'y really think it's about the whole human being. It's more about parts of the body, such as ... a woman's breasts, for example. It's really all about the penis. The penis has no conscience; all it is, is solid absolute desire. It just wants, and wants, and wants, with almost literally infinite greed. It wants to take over everything, and have all its needs serviced without question, automatically, all the time. It doesn't give a fuck about taboos. All it ever craves, 24/7, is tits and lips and pussy, anywhere, any time. No matter what."
"Ohhh!" Linda moaned as her expanding breasts came ripping and blasting forth from her gown, yet somehow she was completely unconcerned with that. She moved forward and swiftly took Johnny's erection deep in her cleavage, then clasped his apple-big glans in his hand and addressed it like a microphone. "Ohhh, you poor, poor creature! Please, please, let me SERVICE your NEEDS!" She impaled her mouth upon his thick cockhead and grunted with animal joy as she swirled her tongue all over it.
Sun Aug 24 14:37:42 2003