APn The First Day Of Christmas, I tave my son... (All welcome, incest RP.)

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The gender of the player and that of the character bears no relation to the other. It is completely irrelevant to me if you are a male wanting to play a female, a female wanting to play a male or a wolf wearing a sheep skin coat. As long as you are willing to engage and invest in creating a story that both of us will enjoy, I'm thrilled to talk with you about it!






when Jessica Warner found some magazines, papers and a stained hand towel under her teenage son's mattress while changing his sheets, she hadn't thought much about it at the time; teenage boys were, after all,  notorious for their tendencies toward master bation and she believed that master bation was, ultimately, a much safer and healthier form of relief in their sexual growth. At least until she actually looked at the subject matter in the stash.

What she found when she took a closer look at the magazines, She felt like her legs were about to give out; the room spun and she had to sit down before she fell down! Every last bit of it, the magazines, the printed stories and pictures, everything was about  just one thing; about older women; mothers... with their sons! What did it mean? was he fantasizing about her when he jerked off?Was he looking at her like that? She carefully put everything back and left the room; her mind in conflict over her discovery.

Over the next few weeks, Jessica considered  and struggled with what she had found; trying to think of something, some way that she might  redirect his interest into healthier pursuits. Finally, she decided that the only way to break his fasenation was to let him get it out of his system... She had an idea that was both terribly wrong, and the only thing that came to her conflicted heart. She would give herself to him so he could get it out of his system... she hoped that it would, at least.

When he woke up Christmas morning and went to see what "Santa" had left him, all he found was a card with his name on it. Maybe she was giving him money this year? Tickets to concert? A gift card? When he opened the envelope, all that was inside was a Christmas card and the words, "Your Christmas Present is in your bedroom, Sweetheart. Enjoy it to your heart's content." Confused, he returned to his bedroom to find the door closed. When he opened it, he found his stash of porn on his bed...with his mother in his bed; naked except for a ribbon about her breasts.

Jessica smiled weakly, "Merry Christmas, Sweetheart."




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