1. Opedial Conquest


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: Hemingsex, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    going to cry. She didn’t. Instead she hugged her son. “Oh, thank you, Petey!” She gave him a big kiss on his cheek. “You’re welcome, Mom.” Not soon after his response, did Peter’s father walk in holding an envelope. To the young man, the presence of his father at that moment in the kitchen was akin to a raincloud appearing during a sunny picnic. “Happy birthday, honey!” Alex said, offering her the envelope. Peter saw a change in his mother’s facial expression. The genuine appreciativeness she showed him changed to feigned appreciation. She smiled. “Thank you,” she replied, taking the card. Alex took note of the flowers his wife had placed on the table. “Nice touch, k**.” His wife opened the envelope and looked at the card. The faintest sight of disappointment appeared in her eyes. She opened the card and money fell to the floor. It was two twenties and one ten. Alex quickly scooped it up and waved the bills in Peter’s face. “Flowers die. But money?” he puffered. Alex tossed the money on the table next to the flowers. Next he gently took hold of Valerie’s shoulders and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “We’ll leave for dinner at 5,” the father stated. Valerie had been quiet, actually stunned, at the money/flower comparison. The look of disappointment was replaced by anticipation. “We’re going to La Nuit?” she hoped. “Hon, we’re Italian. We’re going to Olive Garden. Who wants to eat that sissy French stuff anyway?” Alex turned around and walked out of the kitchen. I do, a ...
    crestfallen Valerie said to herself. Peter was beside himself. He could not believe his father. Then he looked at the front of the birthday card his father gave his mother. He was greatly surprised. “Mom, isn’t that the same birthday card from last year?” Valerie was a sentimentalist. She kept cards for memory sake. Apparently Alex found her stash and “recycled” the previous birthday card. “Shhh, don’t say anything to him,” she admonished. It was that night on the couch that Peter comprehended the following. His father was a complete idiot when it came to his wife. Peter loved his father, but hated what his dad was doing. He was ruining the marriage and it was just a matter of time before his mother strayed. He did not deserve the type of wife Valerie was. She was faithful, kind, witty, caring…and hotter than Hell. Peter had embraced two facts: (1) he found his mother sexually attractive, and (2) he wanted to fuck his mother. Make love to her. Eat her out. Everything. He was going to do it. The idea of i****t turned him incredibly. He also wanted to provide the emotional and non-sexual physical attention she so craved and deserved. Lastly, since he believed his mother would eventually cheat, divorce would be the end result anyway, and there would be heartache for everyone. Peter, the business majoring college student, decided to put his father out of business as Valerie’s husband by ending their marriage, sincerely and genuinely “rescue” her, and in due time take his place in her ...
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