[25][F4M][Discord] A mother’s new soulmate - her son

Hello! If you like the plot, send me a reddit chat with your discord, but please also write an introduction. And please do at least one paragraph a response.

This plot is based around incest. But I don’t want it to be something that feels abrupt - their dynamic should be one where they’re essentially already romantic partners in a long term relationship. The sex should feel well built up to, natural, and mutual, even if she has to push you a little. It should feel like long term partners in an established relationship having sex for the first time when it happens, if a bit taboo.

Your parents were both strange people, like no other parents in the entire world, but they were your parents, and they were never afraid to stick up for you, no matter how hard it was or when, even if when it really came down to it, they would lose the fight. And if anyone in the entire world were soulmates, it would be them - people cast doubt on the concept of soulmates, but on your eyes, the simple existence of your parents was enough to say the opposite. And when your father died, just a week before your tenth birthday, it tore the spirit of your family atwain. That birthday was not a happy one. But in spite of this, or perhaps because of it, your mother and yourself only drew closer, the shared grief bringing you together.

And interestingly, you slowly slid into the role your father occupied for your mother - a best friend, and almost more. Your parents didn’t have friends, and you were the only one she had. And you didn’t need to be strong for her nor her for you, but rather, you were weak together, and that made you strong. You were still of course mother and son, but you were closer than that too. And through your teens, you never grew apart, never growing into a more typical relationship with her. She was essentially your only friend.

And on your eighteenth birthday, she surprised you with a life changing fact, and some short term fun - As it turned out, she had been sitting on a veritable fortune for years, and had been maintaining and growing it ever since your father died in his stead, and the two had elected to live a comfortable, middle class life, deeming the life of the wealthy the wrong one for them. And she had arranged for a two-week retreat for the two of you to a private lodge in the Himalayan mountains. No internet, phones to be put in a locked box, just you and your mother in the mountains of India, and you couldn’t wait.