Incest

My aunt and I have always been very close. She is 20yrs older than me. She used to look after me from young cause both my parents worked. We used to always bath together, even till in my early teenage years. She had an erotic body, the body type that when you saw her naked, your cock stood to attention. She had a beautiful voluptuous pair of breasts, a fat pussy with protruding lips and a large clit that always seemed swollen. At the age of 12 I started getting hard-ons every time I saw her naked. At first I was very shy but she assured me it was a compliment to her that my cock gets hard for her. I use to lather her body up with soap, omg, rubbing her breast was heaven …

Aunty love Read More »

I stood in the kitchen, chopping vegetables on a cutting board. I was aiming to make fried rice for brunch for Daniel and I. I was wearing a pair of tight, black gym shorts, with a gray shirt on top. I had omitted my undergarments, since I was planning to take a shower soon after some yoga. As I sliced up some carrots into tiny pieces, my mind drifted back to an hour earlier when I was in my son’s room. I stopped for a second, my eyes glazing over slightly as my fingers wrapped around one of the large carrots. I thought back to when I sat on my son’s bed, slowly stroking his thick hard cock as he slept. The hot and smooth sensations from the members were burned onto the skin of …

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It was several months since the divorce and mom had not dated yet. I am her only child, a 15 year old boy. Ever since I can remember we have had game night on Friday nights. When dad left mom insisted that we continue to play games on Friday nights. So we got pizza as usual and I asked what we were going to play. Mom asked if I had ever played truth or dare. “Uh, no, but I’ve heard of it.” “We’ll, the way it’s played is that you take turns and ask the other player, “truth or dare”. They respond with either truth or dare. If they say truth. You ask them a question and they have to answer truthfully. If they say dare then you dare them to do something. Now you …

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(Appearance of 3 sons not in order) Man 1: y’all bros..! How ya doin? Man 2: good bro! How’s your kids? Man 1: good! My kids mustn’t know I’m in love with their grandma, tho. Man 3: ya loser! I luv my mama with all my heart and the whole world knows too, bro! ————————————— Man 1: how ya luv ya mama bro? Man 3: I luv my mama so bad, I’d f*** her everyday as soon as I wake up, bro! Man 2: yas…! Ya? I luv her so bad I’d lick her crinkly ass p***y bro! Man 1: ya??? I’d lick her whenever I change her diaper bro! I don’t even lick my wife’s!!!!! Man 3: you don’t even live with her, bro! I, m*****f****, change her diapers! And *I* lick her puss, …

(21SX) When Your Momma is 80+ Years Old and Weigh 100 Kilograms  Read More »

The engine of our family car revved up, growling in the driveway. My husband, Joshua, sat in the driver’s seat, waving at me with a smile. I smiled back and waved at him. My name is Katherine Melaina. I am thirty-five years old and have been married for twelve years to my husband Joshua. I stand around 5 feet 5 inches, with a well-toned frame thanks to my involvement at the gym. I have large round breasts, and a round rear that tends to catch the attention of many members at the gym. However, I didn’t care much for them, since I was married to Joshua. We got married right after I gave birth to our son, Daniel. Once I graduated from college, we moved in together in a small neighborhood and dedicated our time …

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My mom slid over a plate of freshly scrambled eggs in front of me. Smiling up at her, I thanked her and picked up a spoon and began to dig in. Kean sat close beside me, eating a buttered-up toast and some eggs of his own. Our shoulders brushed against each other, and my hand worked under the table. I was wearing a tight white shirt with my black bra partially visible underneath. Along with that, I had a pair of thin blue shorts that barely reached down to my thighs, revealing my soft, slender legs. Kean wore a pair of loose, red pajama pants and a black tank top. Kean glanced at me momentarily and grinned, before focusing back at his food. My cheeks reddened slightly as I continued eating. Under the table, I …

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