Their Own Moms

Have you and your mother discussed you and children? If so are you willing to share any of those thoughts? If I recall you have said that your mother is unable to have more children. How does your and her intention to be monogamous with each other impact any desires you may have had to start a family? Did you ever have thoughts about children? Did your mother ever think about grandchildren? Have these thoughts changed since you have started this new relationship?

I have a lot of questions about this subject in my inbox, so I’ll try to respond to all of them here.

I did touch on it a little bit at the end of the trip saga. And it is something that bothers her a little. She says being a mom is the best thing she ever did and she feels bad I won’t be able to have a similar experience.

As for me, having a family isn’t something I’ve ever given a lot of thought to. I’m only two years out of college. Not to sound all traditional, but I hadn’t been with a girl I was even thinking about marriage with, let alone kids. I also think a large part of me would be scared to death having kids.

From my outside non-parent perspective, it seems like for the first five years of a child’s life the parents are responsible for the overwhelming majority of its safety and well-being. Then you push them out into the world with school and all. And at that point you have to trust society with their safety for a large part of the day. You can’t hover over them at every moment or it’ll probably stunt their emotional development. All you can do is hope that society will function like it should and nothing horrible will happen to them. Even though we hear stories to the contrary every day.

And you do this knowing all the while that if something bad did happen, it would ruin your life and possibly break you irreparably. I don’t know how people do it. I don’t know if I’m mentally or emotionally strong enough for all that.

But all that aside, being with her is what I want more than anything in the world. Even if having kids was the #2 thing I wanted in life (and it’s not), it would lose out to #1. Being with her is all that matters. I don’t think I’ll lose any sleep if it means I won’t have kids.

So over Christmas, did you and your mum do anything with any other family members? I'm just asking because you may have had to hide what was going on with you and her, and I was wondering how that went. Like was there any close calls or did everything go well? Actually, has anything like that happened maybe around your's or her friends where they noticed something was going on? Thanks for answering if you get around to it :)

We did see some family around then, but everything was fine. It’s not like we’re gonna make out with relatives in the next room or anything. We can control ourselves.

The only thing I can recall that would rise to anyone “noticing” something was when we got back from the trip and she went back to work. A friend of hers told her she looked refreshed and had a glow. And she said something like “If I hadn’t known it was a family trip, I’d think you spent the whole time getting laid”.

Do you think you could give me a link to the stories?

The stories people have sent to the blog? They’re under the incest stories tag.

Hey I love your blog but I just wanted to know when you will post the rest of the comic with Walter?

This one? (Part 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6)

It’s all there. I don’t think Walter will be back for any sequels.

Please post more daughter/dad posts!

Why do you do dad daughter posts? JUST MOMS!

I love the daughter posts even more than the moms.

Another fucking dad daughter post. why god why

Any chances of another brother sister post sometime?

You should do nothing but gifs of moms. I mean, really. Your blog is about moms.

How about grandma or grandpa posts?

more posts where moms get ass fucked!

y dont u do more anal posts?

would love to see gifs where sons fuck their moms in the ass

Butt sex is gross.

I love your blog!!!

ur blog is boring since u fucked her

Who is that lady in the last gif?

Blog feedback presented without comment.

Except to say that if you want to ask “Who is that?”, just message me from your account so I can reply to you. And “Butt sex is gross” just randomly showing up in my inbox was pretty funny. I’m not even sure what it was in reference to.

I feel like I know quite a bit about you from reading your blog, and if this is too personal that's fine, but do you consider yourself a spiritual person?

I’m not sure how to answer that, to be honest. I’m not really spiritual in a religious sense. I’m more of a hoper that something exists in that realm than a believer that it does. And I know a few people who are spiritual in the sense that they think they’re one with the trees and all that. That’s definitely not me.

I would describe me as…. someone who tries to be good to people, especially the ones he cares about. That probably doesn’t rise to “spiritual”, though.

From some of your early writing I got the feeling you weren't very happy that you had to move back home after college. Would you say that's accurate? I was surprised because I would have thought you would be excited about being so close to your mom every day. Also, how did she react to you moving back home?

I’d say it’s accurate. I wasn’t all that happy about it. Nobody wants to leave the nest and think they’re on their way, only to realize there’s no jobs, their degree is about worthless, there’s nothing to do but go back to where you started.

And then as it relates to my mom, in my heart I loved the idea of being around her every day. But in my head I figured it would be torture. Constantly being reminded of how perfect she is and thinking that what I wanted most could never happen. As it turned out, moving back home was the best thing I ever did. But I never could have imagined that at the time.

As for her reaction, I think she knew I wasn’t really excited about it. So she kept herself pretty even. But the first night I was back home we went out to dinner and stuff, and after we got home she was like “I know you’re not thrilled about this but I’m soooooo excited you’re home!!!” and gave me this huge hug. It was like she hadn’t wanted to act excited because she knew I wasn’t, but she couldn’t hold it in anymore.

Knowing she was so happy to have me home made me feel a little better, because at least I knew I wasn’t inconviencing her or anything.

When you wrote about your future plans and how you might move in a few years, you said your mom had done most of the talking when the two of you discussed it. Then you said you liked that because it showed how much she was thinking about it. Maybe I'm reading too much into it but was the reason you liked that because it showed she's as commited to this as you are? I guess my question is do you sometimes worry she might not be as commited as you are?

I really don’t. I don’t worry about that at all. But when something like that happens that proves how committed to it she is, it’s definitely a good feeling.

What is your favorite incest gif?

Of the ones here? I honestly don’t have a favorite.

Favorite reader stories?

That’s kinda like a parent picking their favorite child. I greatly appreciate everyone who’s sent in a story, I don’t want to single some out above others.

But… I’m sure none of them will hold a grudge if I highlight the one story here that’s told by a mom.

PSA Time

Every now and then, usually when a ton of new followers have popped up in a short amount of time, I post a public service announcement of sorts. I do this because some people follow this blog without actually realizing what it’s about. Then once they figure it out, they flee in terror. It’s awkward for all of us.

So take a second and read the blog description. Or take a whole minute and just check out the first page of the blog. If the gifs and posts make you go “Whaaaaaaaaat?!”, then feel free to take your leave. No hard feelings. If they don’t, then welcome.

In other blog news, I’m really gonna try to answer questions tonight. So I’ll see you then.

I think it worked.


I put a dent in the questions but there’s still a lot more. Hopefully I can get to ‘em soon, but I gotta stop for now.

Sorry if you covered this at some point, but I didn't see it. Do you know when her feelings for you started changing? From "love" to "in love", as it were. You talked about when she realized how she felt. You said it was something she'd been feeling but didn't realize at first. Do you know when she first started to feel that way? If so, would love to hear all about it! LOL.

That’s a good question. I don’t think I talked about that in the story anywhere, which I probably should have.

In terms of when she noticed her feelings changing, she said it was around a year ago, give or take. A year ago from now, not from when this all came to a head last year. We’d been living together close to a year at that point. And there were just little things, little differences, she noticed in terms of how she felt about me.

One thing in particular she described as a clingy feeling. Back when I was growing up I knew this kid whose mom followed him everywhere. If I played at his house, we could only play inside or out in the yard where his mom could see us. Every birthday party he was invited to, his mom would stay the entire time. Basically every time I saw him outside of school hours, his mom was hovering nearby. Like she wouldn’t let him out of her sight.

And it sorta became a punchline with my mom and I. Even years later like in high school, if she was being too overprotective or something I’d be like “OK, take it easy, Mrs. Jones”. Jones being that kid’s last name. Except it wasn’t really Jones. Their name was actually something unique, so if I said the name she knew exactly who I meant.

Anyway, she described it like she was starting to feel like that kid’s mom. She wanted to be around me all the time. When I’d go out at night or whenever, she’d get a little sad. It really stuck out to her when she took a trip last spring and was gone for a week. I wrote about this a little at the time because she and I talked about it back then.

She didn’t want to be away from me, even for a week. And she thought it was weird because… you know, I was grown up, I had been to college. It should have been easier for her to be away from me, not harder. She was like why am I turning into that kid’s mom all of a sudden? When we talked about it, I tried to tell her that it was okay. I told her not to look at it like she was being that kid’s mom, and look at it like she and I were just two people who love each other and love being together. And that helped her stop feeling weird about it, which was good.

The clinginess is just one example, but there were various changes like that and she noticed them. I think she sorta knew on some level how she felt, but it wasn’t until I flat out said I was in love with her that she let herself admit that’s how she felt too.

I’m sure it would be better if she explained it, but you’re stuck with me, I’m afraid.