Incest

“Unzip me.” Mary stares into the crotch of her son’s jeans. Her surprise at seeing Tommy standing in front of her is so complete, she is temporarily rendered mute. She is on her hands and knees on the kitchen floor like a dog. Waiting for a bone. Mary is speechless. With trembling fingers, Mary Drummond fumbles with the zipper on Tommy’s pants. After pulling it down, she stops. “Take it out.” “No, I can’t.” “Why not?” “It’s wrong.” Mary knows her position is ridiculous. Saying mother-son incest is wrong while on her hands and knees on the kitchen floor with one breast hanging out of her bra is strikes her as absurd. But she knows in her heart that it is wrong. She wants Tommy to stop pushing her. She wants him to stop tormenting …

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“I want you mother…” Tommy says firmly leaving no doubt in Mary’s mind that his desire is sexual. With trembling fingers, Mary Drummond fumbles with the buttons on her cream-colored silk blouse. Undressing is a small price to pay to keep custody of Tommy and an equal share of the divorce money. Standing in front of the large screen television, she glances down as her fingers undo the buttons on her blouse, revealing the lacy white cups of her bra. “Only for you Tommy, just for you.” Mary tells him without looking up. All pretense of Tommy video taping her for an initiation is gone. This time, she is disrobing for Tommy, taking her clothes off for her own son. At the same time, she knows that nothing she does is for her son. She …

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“Well, I see you found the Hartford Military Catalog,” Mary says, approaching her son cautiously. Tommy looks up from the catalog as his mother, Mary Elizabeth Drummond steps onto the Persian carpet and into the library. She is an attractive, tall, redheaded woman, fond of wearing formal ankle length dresses. She has the erect posture of an equestrienne. She is thin, but prominent breasts help round out her figure removing any doubt that she is female. Her pale white face with a light scattering of freckles contrasts nicely with her radiant sunset-red hair. There are a few wrinkles in the corners of her eyes and mouth but no other signs of her forty years of age. She is still wearing her wedding ring. Tommy knows this is for his benefit. The ring will come off …

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I love jerking myself off. Always have. Always will. Fucking has never gotten me off so good. Neither has sucking. I’ve been fucked by some mighty fine pieces of ass, too. I’ve had some expert suck-mouths work on my dick as well, but the cums I can give myself are much better. My dick gets harder and bigger when I jerk off. The orgasm itself is stronger, lasts longer, and my cum shoots harder and there’s more of it. I learned to jerk off sniffing the crotches of panties. I have two older sisters and we all lived at home until they got married and I finished school at the local college. I’d just get some panties out of the hamper. Jean always wore cotton panties. Barbara wore sexy, skimpy things. My mother wore white …

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Hello, My name is Kalyani, I am fifty-five years old but not more, women of fifty years are Sudha Sundar. Anyway, today’s story is about how my son fucked grandma and me. So now coming to the point. My name is Kalyani, I am fifty years old, my height is five feet three inches but I am not fat, my figure is normal, my breasts are not big but like a virgin girl, my figure is 32, I am like thirty three I wear bras, they are like virgins who have become adults, waist of twenty-five and buttocks slightly bigger than forty. I look quite good anyway. I am very shy, sanskari, Haji but I am dark skinned, I will tell you about my figure later. Our house is in a chawl, now you know …

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My name is Seema. I am a housewife. My husband is a paralysis patient. We have our own business. Ours is a ladies garment shop. I take care of that myself. I hired a maid in the morning and evening to take care of my sick husband. That’s why there is no shortage of money. My age is 44, I have a son, his age is now 23 years. Now I have sex only with my son. We started having sex when my son turned 18, I was 39 at that time. Today I will tell you this story of the day we had sex for the first time on his birthday. Let’s move towards the story. It was morning, I was doing household work and at the same time thoughts were coming to my …

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I’m 45 years old and got a divorce after the kids were grown up. Even at 43, I was attractive enough to date a lot, and I made up for years of little or no sex, so for the last two years I’ve been quite a sexual dynamo, trying out all sorts of sexual kinks. I am now bi-sexual, having gotten involved with a woman right after my divorce. I’ve also been ass-fucked, been fucked by black men, played some bondage games and other stuff I never used to imagine. Not long ago I found out about a club for women which arranged for the women to meet men with big cocks. The local chapter had eleven women in it and there were nine men in the registry. The smallest cock size available was a …

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I’m Anna I’m 15 and I’m very shy. My father has contacted the local government across our town. They have people who stand up for young people who have various problems. I’m a geek who loves computers and computer games; my big passion is aquariums and fish. I have an aquarium of 1000 liters with Malawi cichlids. However, I have become more interested in small aquariums. In any case, I left a wish for someone who wanted to be my support person. After 4 weeks there was an answer, the problem was that I was a girl. He refused and after much discussion, the father asked the guy directly, please, why don’t you want to be a support person for my daughter? He said it’s not your daughter it’s wrong it’s the new rape law. …

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The following Friday, Cathy had a date and I didn’t. It seemed that every girl I asked had some excuse. I suspected that Cathy had a hand in it, but I had no way of proving it. If she did, then she must have had a reason for it… there must have been some method to her madness. Just in case that was the situation, I talked with the boy Cathy was dating and warned him that if he so much as touched Cathy’s nipples, much less anything worse, I would wipe up the floor with him. If I had to stay home, I wanted Cathy to come home to me the same way she left… horny. Sure enough, about 10:30 pm, Cathy’s date brought her home. Since I had threatened mayhem, I guess he …

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To begin with, let me introduce myself. I am Vivan, a twenty year old boy writing about how I had sex with my stepsister. I was nineteen when my mom remarried after my dad’s demise. Although I wasn’t initially too enthusiastic about her marrying another man whom she met at a club and had been seeing for a couple of years. Honestly, I thought it was unfair to my birth father. I admit that I was not over with his death. The other man, Ron, was a great man, no doubt but I just felt that he was not worthy enough to marry my mom. However, after a prolonged tussle, I gave in. My mom had successfully convinced me that Ron was the best choice for her. He was divorced with an eighteen year old …

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They say, that first-times are the most exciting, and that you always remember your first time. Well, I still remember the first time that Daddy fucked me. I had woken up in the night feeling cold. My big sister was gone, so I went looking for her, I knew that my older sister sometimes got up in the night, and sometimes didn’t come back for hours. That night, I decided that I would find out where she went. On previous occasions, I had been too sleepy to follow her, but that night, for some reason, I wasn’t sleepy at all. I padded down the hallway, in search of my sister. Maybe if I got her to come back to bed, I could get back to sleep. Not that my Karen was all that good of …

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My name is Terry and I’m thirty-three years old. Not exactly in my prime anymore, but I lift weights for at least an hour every day so I’ve got a pretty good body. I’m told I look something like Jean-Claude, the martial arts star, though I’m not quite as muscular nor as handsome. Still, I’m in fine shape for my age and I feel even better. I have more energy now that when I was sixteen. Three years ago I married a woman who had a 13-year-old daughter by a previous marriage. One of the big draws for the marriage was that the woman also worked out in the gym (I love cut women) and that she was as horny as I was. I mean, we fucked constantly, in just about every place you could …

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I was kicking around the house one Saturday afternoon, the wife was off visiting her mother in Indianapolis and she had taken our son with her. Leaving our 16 year old daughter for me to look after. It wasn’t so bad, she had lots of friends and was off somewhere doing whatever 16 year old girls do on a hot summer Saturday afternoon. I had washed the car and chugged back a couple of beers and was feeling pretty horny. I decided that I would retire to my bedroom, pop in an x-rated video and enjoy a slow jack-off session. I stripped my cloths and was laying back watching this Amateur fuck flick and just sort of slowly jacking off. After a few minutes I heard a giggle coming from behind me. I turned towards …

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A woman needs a steady diet of love, tender kisses, stroking, and love making followed by holding and sweet words. This one sometimes needs to have her ankles pinned to a mattress beside her ears and have her pussy pounded to mush by a big cock with huge ass-slapping balls. Walter, my husband of eighteen years, gives me plenty of the former but none of the latter. For the latter, I take it where I can get it. I get it a lot. I’ve been very lucky. I have indulged myself at least once a week for the past thirteen years, and I have never been caught. My husband suspects nothing, though my stretched pussy does little for his less-than-average prick. My children have never seen me walking around in bra and panties, much less …

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I am sure that Frank has told everything about our little family and about our private swingers’ club (). I can trust Frank that he did it accurately, without changes and additions. Whatever else he might have written about his family and early memories, I cannot add. I only know what he told me and have no individual knowledge. When I received the two phone calls, one from Mother and the second from Stephanie, I got a bit of a shock. Stephanie’s call did not disturb me, she is a nice girl. I like her and I know that Frank loves her. If the relations between them are similar to my relations with Jim, I cannot know. I haven’t seen any signs of it yet. I am aware of her domestic problems. I do not …

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“Hi dear, I am at home” – I know it sounds corny but it is our private joke. We heard it so many times on TV or films that we decided that it should be good enough for us too. It was a late afternoon on a typical November day, which means drizzle, fog and general gloomy atmosphere. At least it is so in our part of the Midwest. “I am taking a bath, I will be out soon. Have a drink in the meantime,” came the muffled answer from Gladys and then she continued: “Mom phoned. She wants to spend the holiday with us. She intends to bring Jim too.” Before this sentence sank in she continued, “Stephanie has phoned too. She is having domestic difficulties again. She would like to spend the holiday …

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An Accident, The Internet, A Hotel pt 3 A mother and son come together – unexpectantly. (MF, inc, cyber) Several hours later, I awoke in the middle of the night. I looked over at Mark, sleeping soundly next to me, and crawled out of bed, walking quietly to the bathroom. I turned on the light and quickly brought a hand up to shade my eyes. I looked around on the floor at our clothes and towels lying in a crumpled heap all over. I gingerly stepped over them and to the toilet and sat down. Then I felt something sliding out from between my legs. I parted my knees and looked down. A white glob dropped down into the water. I spread my legs further, craning my neck to get a better view between them. …

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An Accident, The Internet, A Hotel pt 2 A mother and son come together – unexpectantly. (MF, inc, cyber) One day, after getting off with Mark, I was putting my bra back on, when he asked if I was coming for a visit soon. I tried to make it a habit of going at least once a month, and it was about that time again. “Sure!” I chirped happily. Then I had to think about it. It was one thing to play this game online with someone, but something else entirely to actually meet face-to-face. Not that I ever had or would, but my weekend visits were fairly routine. I enjoyed them, often looking forward to them, and I kept telling myself that I didn’t want this game to adversely affect our relationship. If I …

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A young boy is educated about sex by his mom… And others! (Fm, inc, 1st, bi, ws) Barbara Johnson was a little shocked by what she found under her son’s mattress. She had been cleaning her son’s room when she came upon the boy’s stash of porn. Three slick magazines and a small paperback novel. The magazines showed picture after picture of naked women, posing in the most obscene ways imaginable. Their long legs spread to reveal their moist cunts, their hands pushing their big boobs up and offering them to the camera. Women masturbating themselves with fingers, hairbrush handles and even dildos. One magazine showed several women and men engaged in various sex acts. The novel was an outrageous story of a woman who seduced and had sex with various young boys. It was …

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(mF, son/mom, incest, ws) This is a story about a young mother (28) and her teenage son. This takes place somewhere in Australia. It could have happened to you, that is if you had a mom like Kathy… Kathy looked around carefully. She had to piss, piss badly, and the house was too far away. She was one of those women who, when they had to piss, had to piss immediately. When she had to hold it in, she became acutely uncomfortable, and much to her embarrassment, had pissed into her pants at certain times. She was in the vegetable garden, and it would have been easy to piss if she had been wearing a dress. But she was wearing jeans, tight jeans. Johnny was in the house, but he could be looking out of …

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