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My Mother, the Virgin

by WildcatF4F

Copyright© 2026 by WildcatF4F

Incest Sex Story: Mom and I are recluse and asexual. I am autistic, but a computer genius. Now in my mid-20s, I feel sexual arousal. Mom arranges for a beautiful prostitute to initiate me into sex, but I'm unable to perform without my mom's help.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Heterosexual   Fiction   Incest   Mother   Son   Anal Sex   Analingus   Oral Sex   .

Terese, my mother, and I are very much alone in this world except for each other. We have no friends or social life, and our relatives have distanced themselves from us. The people we serve professionally only engage with us during occasional business meetings. Despite our social isolation, we share a unique bond. Both Mom and I are multi-millionaires: she boasts a net worth exceeding $100 million, while my portfolio, at age 25, stands at approximately $15 million. The home we share is a luxurious villa within a gated community in an upscale Dallas suburb. Both Mom and I identify as asexual; neither of us has ever experienced sexual intimacy, and neither has any interest in doing so.

Mom, who recently celebrated her fiftieth birthday, possesses extraordinary mathematical acumen. She completed high school by age fourteen, graduated from college at seventeen, and earned her PhD in mathematics from the University of Texas before turning twenty. Her doctoral research focused on applying Perfect Numbers to strengthen encryption codes. Her groundbreaking dissertation caught the attention of the Defense Industry, leading to highly compensated consulting work for the military (both for the US and allies) on various weapons programs.

As for myself, I am on the autism spectrum. My lack of interpersonal skills stems from both my autism and my unconventional education--I was homeschooled with few outside activities through the completion of high school. Despite this, I graduated from SMU with high honors in Computer Science. Face-to-face communication poses challenges except with Mom. I excel at analyzing and repairing complex software systems affected by ransomware, Trojan horses, and other viruses. Clients often commend my ability to cut through complexity and provide practical recommendations in my written reports.

During my upbringing, I often questioned my paternity, but Mom remained secretive. Only after I turned twenty-one did she reveal the circumstances of my birth. She explained that as she approached her twenty-fifth birthday, she realized she wanted a companion and believed a child would fulfill that need. She never engaged in sexual relations or even shared a kiss with a man. I was conceived through artificial insemination. She traveled to India to use an artificial insemination service specializing in high-IQ and talented donors.

Mom is gorgeous. I’m not just saying that because she’s my mother--she really is! We see each other in the nude frequently, but we never give those situations more than a passing thought. She stands about five foot eight inches tall (we are about the same height). She has black, pageboy-style hair down almost to her shoulders, and her figure puts many porn queens to shame. Lately, I have been having wet dreams about my mother.

I successfully completed a three-month project for a major porn website. Some nefarious actors in Eastern Europe infected their systems with an insidious bug, which was then passed to the site’s premium subscribers. Ten to twelve hours a day, I watched dual screens, one continuously running porn videos and the other displaying the code line by line corresponding to the porn video. I found and destroyed the virus affecting their system, saving them millions of dollars in ransom payments. I was compensated handsomely for my work and was offered sex with some of the porn actresses as a bonus, an offer which I declined.

Mom was enjoying time off after recently completing a very lucrative engagement with the Israeli Defense Force, making the encryption codes in their air defense systems more secure.

Late one hot July day in Dallas, we were relaxing by our pool, enjoying drinks. We were both nude, except for Mom, who wore a floppy sun hat. Over the years, we have each exhibited our bodies to the other without sexual overtone. Nevertheless, I admire Terese’s seemingly perfect body. Mom playfully rubbed sunscreen on my penis. Judging from the cocks I’ve seen on porn actors, I guess mine is somewhat small. Mom laughed at my concern, saying porn stars’ dicks are unreal and that mine would be satisfactory should I ever decide to use it for recreational purposes.

Mom, sunning herself in the nude, appeared to be dozing. I leaned in her direction and said, “Terese, with both of us having time off and considering the impending Texas heat over the next few months, how about we embark on a motorcycle tour throughout Europe next month?”

“Excellent idea, Jakob!” she replied. “I’ll contact our concierge service to make the arrangements. We can air freight our bikes to Germany, and the service will handle accommodation throughout the trip. Then walked over, kissed me on the cheek, and added, “Brilliant suggestion!”

Two weeks later, we were comfortably seated in a small charter jet bound for Frankfurt, where our motorcycles awaited us. We then commenced our adventure.


Arriving in Berlin two weeks later, after stops in Heidelberg and Dresden, we easily found the unhosted BnB our concierge service had reserved for our four-night stay. So far, the service has provided exactly what we specified, and we’ve been delighted with the arrangements. Near Berlin, the service procured a secluded dacha, originally built for the occupying Soviet high command, on the shores of Grossdoellersee, near Hermann Goering’s former Carinhall estate. As we settled into our quarters, the temperature in this region reached an unusual 33 degrees Celsius. After a refreshing nude swim in the cool lake, we lounged on deck chairs, basking in the sun.

Mom rubbed sunscreen on my body, taking time to tease my dick playfully. Uncharacteristically, it responded to her stroking. She, with a smile, said, “It looks like your dicky-doo is getting excited.”

This was the first time I sustained an erection in front of my mother. She laughed it off and told me not to be embarrassed. She then asked me to apply sunscreen to her. She lay on her back, and as I was spreading the lotion around her tits, I experienced another boner. I ignored it, and although Mom could see it, she said nothing. She turned over so I could work the lotion on her backside. I smoothed the cream over her legs and then massaged a quantity onto her butt. I placed one hand on each of her asscheeks and massaged vigorously. I became fixated on her anus. I rubbed cream into her butt crack and found myself touching her asshole. My dick was harder than I had ever experienced, so I reached down with my other hand and stroked it gently. Mom did not see what I was doing, but could feel me touching her rosebud. Without looking back, she said, “Aren’t you going to finish my back before I burn?” I quickly returned to the task at hand, and my erection gradually diminished.

As we have done for as long as I can recall, Mom and I shared a bed and slept together in the nude. The air was sultry, and the dacha was not air-conditioned, so we left the French doors open and slept with only a sheet. At sunrise, I awoke and found myself spooning my mother with my rigid dick nestled in her butt crack. She was already awake and said, “Wake up, sleepy head. Did you get your jollies?” Only then did I remember I had experienced a wet dream and realized I had coated Mom’s butt and anus with my cum. I retained the hard-on until I peed.

“Jakob, you’re obviously getting horny. Many prostitutes in Berlin will be happy to take care of your situation. I’ll have our concierge find an appropriate one for you and have her come here. I’ll go to an art exhibit in the city while she visits you, so you can have some privacy.”

 
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