Yate's Mom
IncestEroticaHorror

Yate's Mom

by Vengeful Son
Explicit
5,540 words

Yates offers his mother the vacation of a lifetime: an exclusive tropical island with perfect beaches, luxurious accommodations, and absolute privacy. She believes she is merely replacing the woman who abandoned his dream getaway. But as daylight fades and the island’s isolation closes around them, every careless remark awakens another bitter memory from Yates’s childhood. By sunset, his mother understands the truth. There was never another guest. She was always the reason for the trip—and there is no one nearby to help her. An extreme psychological revenge story for mature adult readers.

CW:erotic rapeincestextreme violence

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Mom sat in the beach chair next to me, sipping an umbrella drink and watching the sunrise. I watched her from the side of my eyes. Never looking directly at her. Just remembering the profile of this woman and all the ways she had terrorized me in my childhood. An odd mixture of arousal and anger stole over me, and I sat my drink aside. The last thing I wanted tonight was a limp whiskey-dick.

“Whoever she was, she was stupid.” I glanced over at Mom and saw her shrug. “Whoever you bought these tickets for. This place is magnificent.” She sighed dramatically. “If she was here instead of me, I’d be looking forward to grandchildren.”

I shrugged it off. Maybe it was Mom’s version of being playful, but it felt judgmental. If only… All my fault.

“I can’t believe we have an entire island to ourselves,” Mom said. “It’s almost a pity to share it with your mother. All the things a person could do all alone on a jungle island.”

“It’s only a quarter-mile square,” I said. “And you can still run naked through the jungle if you want. Or swim in the sea naked. Or just lay here and get baked under the sun naked.”

Mom sipped her drink. “Seems you thought about having a naked woman here with you quite a bit.”

“I’m an adult, Mom. If you want to… sample the freedom, have at it.” I shrugged again. “It what I’m paying for. Freedom and privacy.” After a couple of seconds, I stood up. “Fuck it.” I yanked off my swimming suit and tossed it aside. “What the hell. You’ve seen me naked, right?”

There was no answer for several seconds. “Well, that was a while ago.” She cleared her throat. “You’ve… grown up.”

I lay on the beach chair again. Put my head behind my heads. Thought about my plan and didn’t hide it when my cock started growing. A glance to the side at Mom showed me that she was doing her best not to notice it. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it slowly.

“I… I think you need some privacy.”

“No.” I grabbed at Mom’s arm and yanked her closer. “I want an audience.”

Mom struggled a minute. Pushed at my chest. But I was easily twice as strong as she was. After a moment, she lay still. “Okay, you have an audience. Go ahead.”

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