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	gwenneth Newbie Member Posts: 1 From:London, England Registered: Jun 2003 posted June 08, 2003 09:20 http://www.mrdoubleena.com/ubb/Forum1/HTML/001448.html -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I used to think I hated my mother , she wore a stupid has and ugly grey tights that didnt suit her , then a couple of years ago I stumbled upon the magic world of incest and the I realised how I was in denial, when I was six or seven Julia used to send me to the local shops for garters, they were just thick elastic bands to keep her (flesh coloured ) stockings up. Often I would watch her pull on those stockings as she sat at the end of the bed in her underwear. One day I bought her some garters and she was so touched she squeezed me so tight my heart thumped in my ears.Then as time went by she switched to those ugly grey tights, she is a small woman and she switched from heels to flats and these failed to show off he calfs in the same way as her heels did, I quess I took the transformation as a personal insult no more creamy thigh above the stocking top. no ore tottering down the street holding her arm. Then I stumbled upon the incest sites while looking for ordinary porn, It was a revelation and I resolved to make my mother my lover. I owe a debt of thanks to the guy who wrote the article "How to seduce your mom" as it provided the best plan of action, all my life I have been one for devising pland and watching them vere off course, but this was foolproof. The only addition I found was that she began to suspect my intentions very quickly, casual conversations with erections are not easy,, but I noticed she stop dying her her and letting it grow, because I said it made her look younger,She began to argue that incest was unatural and against God, but thanks to the internet I was able to prove that the Bible actually promotes incest.his was a clincher and we moved into a cat and mouse game of would we could she that lasted three months, eventually I blackmailed her into bed , I cant say that either of us enjoyed the experience very much the first time, but I had convinced her to spend three days with me Taht evening we got very drunk and we were able to let our hair down, while I was able to lick her pussy and coax her into sucking my dick , no ammount of therats or beggig would get het to let me lick her arse or hole. and to this day she refuses to be buggered. I am not too upset because I thought at the end of three days she would leave me, but she left her boyfrind and we have moved to London with me possing asd her toy boy, which I suppose I am, the problem is that despite being led to expect the opposite she loves getting preganant by me, she has had a history of misscarraiges most within three months. I tyhought she would be racked with guilt when she was pregnant, nut she starts knitting, buying clothes etc, and I am delighted, but after three micsarraiges she is now four months gone and I am begginng to worry if the baby gets born, will it be OK? I cant get much help on this matter so I would be grateful for any help and advice, being pregnant certainlty suits her as she looks ten years younge than her 45. The other question is what do you call a blood relative lover , withiout being smutty? I mean a term that other mother lovers understand , itys facinating , but once you get into this you find so many other people are into it as well, . and I want to talk freely about sex with my mother, eithout sounding crude or vulger, not that we arnt in bed, the trouble is she likes being called Mum or mommy in bed which can cause problems I nearly slipped a couple of times whenout with friends but she likes being called mum in bed , whats a man to do? doclove53 Incest Newbie Registered: May 2003 Location: georgia Posts: 3 http://actualincest.com/forums/showthread.php?s=a1f30181c0d55238e7dd065b209c037f&threadid=4619 my suprise When I was growing up we were not rich and we were not poor. There were 5 of us in the family. My Mom (Jenny) , Dad (Roy) , my sister who was 2 years younger than me and my brother who was 9 years younger than me. Mom and Dad slept in the next room. Mom and dad had fights especially when she got drunk on some weekends. I slept on a roll away bed and my sister and brother slept in bunk beds next to me. My brother slept on the top at his request. I was 19 and very interested in the opposite sex. In the middle of the night I would wake up and have a hardon. Knowing my sister was sleeping next to me didn't help. I would reach over and try to play with her tits. I got to feel them a couple times. One night I even tried to rub her pussy. I got to actually rub my finger into her slit. She was getting wet. One night I woke up with another one of those hadrons. I reached over and began to rub her tits. She was very still. I did this for about 10 minutes. I then slid my hand down and began to rub her pussy. She spread her legs and moaned a bit. I could feel she was getting very wet. I slid over into the bed with her. She rolled over on her side. I reached over and caressed her tits. My cock was rubbing the crack of her ass and it was electrifying. I reached down and slid my cock between her legs. She was so wet it slid in there with ease. I slowly slid my cock in and out of the wetness of her cunt. I pulled back a little and slid forward and felt my cock enter the wettest, warmest place it has ever been. I was in heaven. I pushed it in until it was buried deep inside her pussy. I just lay there enjoying this new erotic feeling. I caressed her tits and slowly withdrew my cock and she moaned. I started a slow sliding motion and she began to thrust to meet my cock entering her pussy. She was letting out small moaning sounds. I kept stuffing my cock in her until she started having spasms in her pussy. It was an incredible feeling that caused my cock to explode and fill her cunt with hot cum. I lay there for a moment and finally withdrew even though I didn't want to. As I turned over to get back into my bed I heard her say, "Thanks Roy". I said to myself Mom???? john Magoo Banned http://actualincest.com/forums/showthread.php?s=a1f30181c0d55238e7dd065b209c037f&threadid=611 Registered: Aug 2002 Location: Posts: 8 my mom told me not to come in her, I such a bad lil boy. this story is so true and some funny parts to it, I hope you'll enjoy.. and make sure you reply or you won't get a continued one. I'm a boy from from kansas. I grew up on a farm. My dad taught me how to become a farmer. I learned the best from him, intill he died on one horrible day. He died of a heart attack and my mom took it so hard. She spent many months by my side. It took effect on me too, like I couldn't jack off because my mom is always by my side. She never lets go of my hand, and if I leave her for a brief time period, she would start crying. The death of my father happened 3 years ago. I am 14 and going strong. My mom is always by my side, we act more like a married couple then mother/son. My room was converted into a lil play room, now that I sleep in my moms bed. It's been hard for me. Since i couldn't jack off or anything. One day I was waking up and was a lil drowzy, and I stumbled to the restroom where I needed to take a leak,I finally made it and my mom was showering. I could see her figure on the outline on the shower glass. My dick grew to a hard erection. I was stiffer then a rock. I shook off and walked back to the room naked as i was. I turned on the tv and watched the news. it was 11 in the morning. And I finally saw my mom come out,I duct into the covers and she dropped her towl and walked around nude. I felt my erection acheing. I saw her breasts and pussy and fine lookin ass. I saw it all. I felt like i was going to climax right then and there, she locked the door, and sat on the bed. Right next to where I was under, I scooted over and I saw her start rubbing herself. She looked relaxed and very sexy. moments later she started breathing heavily and started moaning.Then I started rubbing myself and before I knew it she started climaxing and screamin my name. I was shocked... I didn't know what to do, all i know Is I better show her how I feel. I poped myself and she screamed as I shushed her and said I'm here to make you feel good mom. I said Mom I love you, and I kissed her passionatly. I got on top of her and before she said a word I pushed my cock up her pussy and slow fucked her. She was Tight. I started rubbing her nipples and she started moaning again. I really give it to her, as she says I was better then my father, I push in and out. Going faster and faster. I lift her legs up and fack her harder as she screams with raw passion. I rammed her Hard and long, making sure I was better then my father has ever been. I was fucking were I came from and it was amazing. I fucked her harder and harder, As she screams in my ear I'm CUMMING.... I felt her insides closeing in on my dick. I was still fucking her hard and long, and she started coming over and over, I was pushing even deeper everytime she came. She was sooo wet I was near my climax and really sticked it to her. As I was nearing my and her climax. I pushed deep in her as she screamed don't cum in me hun. It was to late I releast a full load of cum in her as she came with me. I was pumping it her hard and still doing lil humps in her. She was in a daze as I really gave it to her. I fell asleep on top of her and gave her a big kiss and we both fell asleep in our arms. "Sorry, we don't allow minors to be members of A.I. Good-bye." ~Omg8~ Last edited by Onemangang8 on 04-23-2003 at 10:30 PM Thread Fool4Incest Incest Newbie http://actualincest.com/forums/showthread.php?s=a1f30181c0d55238e7dd065b209c037f&threadid=2105 Registered: Jan 2003 Location: Posts: 5 Mom & I Hey I'm Marcell. I am now 24 years old, but this story takes place when I was 14. I am the second youngest of 3 kids,and the only boy. Well this story started back when I was in Middle School. I was probably the horniest guy in school back then. I used to always watch playboy, read magazines my friend gave me, and of course Jack off. I loved my mom alot, maybe more than I was supposed to. She was so damn hot. She had a light complexion, toned body, hazle eyes, a nice ass, and nice tits. I always tried to take sneak peaks at her when she changed and when she took showers. Only've seen her naked prob. 4 times. That wasn't enough for me. One day I had accidently left an incest site up and she saw it. I know she saw it because when I had came back the screen had been scrolled down all the way to the bottom. She never mentioned anything about it. My mom and dad split up when I was about 6, but I saw my dad every weekend. Well anyways one day my mom had came in on me when I was Jacking off, I was about to cum so I just finished it. She didn't look surprised in fact she came in front of me and took off her top. I was shocked to find out my mom hadn't worn a bra that day. Her nipples were very perky due to the cold weather. Without hesitation I pulled her down next to me and began sucking furiously on her tits. I didn't want to stop, I had been fantasizing about this day for years, and now it's finnally happening. I sucked them so hard she squirmed everytime i touched it with my tounge. While I was sucking away she had been stroking my cock trying to get it back erect from my previous cumming. "Oh Marcell!! Yes" she yelled. I had to remind her that my sisters were home and that they would hear us. I laid her down feeling that my cock was rocking like a see-saw and began to weten her pussy with my tounge. ............ TO BE CONTINUED... If you liked what you saw so far reply and I'll finish it. Valentino Incest Newbie Registered: Feb 2003 Location: Posts: 2 mom/son This happened just a few weeks ago.... http://actualincest.com/forums/showthread.php?s=a1f30181c0d55238e7dd065b209c037f&threadid=2634 I've been hard up for any action or whatever for nearly a year since my girlfriend and I split up....I kinda just mope around..go to school/work...but thats about it....my mom has been like..go out..meet a realy nice girl etc..but no i have not.....my mom and I have been close...a couple times i kissed her pretty hotly....but we were both pretty drunk....it was as she was getting ready for a wedding....we were having some wine and i walked in on her putting on her nylons....but back to the present... a few weeks ago i came home from school at about 1pm and my mom was home...i went onto the computer in my room....a little while later there's a knock on the door and my mom comes in wearing a robe..not unusual same on she had on when i came home....she said something like ready for surprise.....and she ran her hands through my hair...before i knew it she was on my lap and we were making out...i loved it...always wanted to fuck her...tongues in each other's mouths...she's grinding into my cock....then she gets off my lap and says..Surprise....and drops her robe and she has a real sexy pink babydoll thing....sheer with a thong on....i almost came right away.....instead i take her to my bed..get naked and fucked her......before i knew it she's on top of me and taking her straps off showing me her tits....my hands were all over those...tongue in her mouth, her pussy, and finally my cock slid home.....what a feeling when i came.....she has a few other pieces of lingerie that i want her to show me....hopefully its sooner rather than later.... Thread TVincest Incest Newbie Registered: Aug 2002 Location: Posts: 3 Me and Mom Hello. http://actualincest.com/forums/showthread.php?s=a1f30181c0d55238e7dd065b209c037f&threadid=529 Ever since I was a young boy, I've been fascinated by womens underwear, sexy or every day, sheer or opaque... all of it I loved. I was delighted at the age of 14 when I snuck in my moms room and had a look through her underwear draw... This started off an obsession with my moms underwear, used or clean, and it was round about then that I started dressing up in it. Moms a petite woman, back then, she would have been about 40 years old, small but firm... - and sometimes I had to struggle to get into her stuff. I always worried that I would adjust the straps too much or leave a stain on them that would give the game away, but it was never noticed. Or if it was, it was never commented on. After dad left, when I was 15, mom settled into a bit of a depression, some days, she would just wander around the house, in her bra and pants, with nothing but a see through house coat to hide herself under. I guess you can imagine what effect that had my raging hormones. Countless times I had to go to my room and get myself odd thinking about her... When I was 17, mom decided to stop wallowing in her depression and started dating again. She seemed a lot happier, then, but sometimes would come home so drunk she had no idea what was happening to her. When this happened, I would get her in to bed the best way I knew how, and let her sleep it off. I would, though, sometimes, stroke her breasts through her clothes or run my hand up her legs and touch the crotch of her panties. Then one night - the fateful night - she came home steaming drunk, and before I could get her upstairs, she had been sick all down herself. I couldn't let her got to bed like that, so I laid her on top of it, went to the bathroom to get a flannel and cleaned her up. Her clothes were still in a terrible state, so I gingerly removed her blouse and her skirt. I couldn't help noticing how fine she looked - laid out in her bra and panties and hold ups.. I felt a familiar stiffening in my groin, but tried to ignore. I put mom into the recovery position on her bed, covered her up, and went to my own room. I couldn't get the image of her out of my head though. Especially of her beautiful ass, as she lay half prone... My only thoughts then were to get myself off with the way I like. I nipped to the laundry basket and got some of moms used things out, dressed myself up in them, and using a pair of her silky panties, started to masturbate thinking about her. Wearing her things, with the scent of her wafting off them, made me harder than I'd ever been before! I knew that masturbation - at least like this - just wasn't going to cut it tonight, so before I even realised what I was doing, I snuck back into her room, and pulled back the covers. There she was, laid out in all her glory - the silkiness of her panties stretch over her glorious ass, her shiny hold-ups carressing her legs up to the fantastic bit at the top where there is bare thigh.... Still with the panties wrapped around my throbbing dick, I leant over and kissed her ass through the panties - the smell of her driving me mad with lust - I kissed her and licked her ass all the time pumping away on my engorged cock, thinking I'd explode at any moment. I just had to have more. I slowly pulled her panties down until they were caught on one of her feet, and holding my breath, my heart in my throat, I pulled her legs slightly apart... underneath her ass, I could just see a little bit of pink showing through, but it was mostly her ass I was interested in right now. Letting go of my dick, and letting those panties fall to the floor, I gently spread her ass cheeks open and lowerd my face to the crack. I slid my tongue along the crack of her ass so very gently, all the way down to the pink at the bottom and then back up to her butt hole. I licked all around the edge, savouring the taste, and then slowly slid my tongue into her ass. I started to french kiss her butthole while one of my hands went back to my cock that was straining to go off now.. I was so ready to cum, but I held off and held off, savouring this once in a lifetime moment when suddenly, she moved... I froze, my tongue in her ass, my cock in my hand. She moved again. Jeez! This wasn't supposed to happen! Then her hand came round, and rested on top of my head. "Wha?" she asked "Whats going on?" I pulled back almost as quickly as she turned around, her hand going to her ass and feeling it was soaked with my saliva, and there was me, with my biggest hard on ever, in my moms lingerie, stood there while mom just looked on in shock and amazement "Oh" She said. "That explains one or two things" I wanted to run away and hide, I wanted my cock to go down, but neither happened, I just stood there with my hard on pointing staright at mom, my eyes wide with shock... She got off the bed, looking straight at me, and came towards me, wearing nothing but her bra and hold up stockings and my cock started to go into overdrive. I was so close... and I knew it would be a big one... one more tug would do it... "Sorry mom" I said "I just got to..." And I grabbed my dick. As soon as my hand touched it, I exploded. The first lot flew across the gap between us, and landed on her thigh just above the top of the hold ups, the second even higher on her stomach, she continued to come towards me, through momentum rather than anything else, and I continued to pull at my dick, a third load, then a fourth, both higher than before landed on the fabric of her bra, and then the last one, just above that on the bare skin of her breast... "Oh god..." I groaned, as mom suddenly stopped walking. Slowly she looked down at herself, at the cum dripping of her whole body and she started to laugh... She reached up, put her fingers in the cum on her breast, absently brought her fingers up to her nose, sniffed, equally as absently licked her finger and said "Jeez, baby. Thats a relief. I thought you were gay" She walked through to the bathroom, still laughing, and wiped herself off. "Honey" she said "This underwear thing... If you're really going to keep wearing it, I think we should get some that will fit you properly - mines just too small for you these days" And thats were it all began. Thread thehorse67 Incest Newbie http://actualincest.com/forums/showthread.php?s=a1f30181c0d55238e7dd065b209c037f&threadid=540 Registered: Aug 2002 Location: NY Posts: 4 the true story of incest with my mom This is my true story of incest with my mom, i was looking to hear from a mom's point of view, about feeling and what makes a mom want her son the way my mom did, feel free to reply or send email... My attraction for my mom started at a young age. My mom was blessed with very large breasts and as a child I always tried to get glimpses of them. Until the point in which I slept with my mother I had never had a full look at her bare breasts. I think my attraction to her breasts was because of the fact that I was never breast fed as a baby. By the time I was 15 I had a girlfriend and had had some sexual experience. By the time I had turned 16 my parents were getting a divorce, and dad was moving out. For the next 2 or 3 months my mom didn't go out on any dates. By this time it was turning into summer and we had only one air conditioner, which was in mom's room. Mom let me sleep in the bed with her, having said no to my offer of sleeping on the floor. I had been sleeping in mom's bed for about 3 weeks when we had our first sexual encounter. I was aroused out of sleep with the feeling of my cock being stroked. Looking down I realized that it ws my mom stroking me. I tried to act like I was asleep but after a couple of minutes of her stroking me I started to moan. When she saw that I was awake she stopped and reached over to turn on her bedside lamp. When the light came on I saw that she had a seductive smile on her face as she slid down my body ans started kissing and licking my cock. I had no intentions of stopping her as I think in the back of my mind this was always what I had wanted. By the time I had sorted it all out in my mind, my mother was sucking my cock full steam ahead. I reached down and started to rub my mom's breasts. I had waited many years for this moment and it was everything I had hoped for. This is when I first noticed that mom was completely naked. I started to rub my hands all along her skin, and as I did this mom swung herself around so I could get my first look at her pussy. She lifted a leg over my head and settled herself into the 69 position. I was in awe staring at my mother's pussy. She was very hairy but not right around her lips which were very large along with her clit that stuck out like a mini cock. I took my first taste of her as I slid my tongue along her pussy lips ending at her clit. I was hooked, she tasted so good that I thought I would never get enough of eating my mom's pussy All this time nothing was ever said between us. Finally after a while she sat up and laid down in the middle of the bed and said that she wanted me to fuck her. This was the first time I had ever heard my mom say fuck and it wasn't going to be the last I would find out. As I crawled between her legs I thought I was going to cum from the shear excitement of the fact that I was about to fuck my own mother, for me a dream come true. I postioned the head of my cock at her entrance and she told me to look at her as I slid in. I started pushing forward as I looked into my mom's eyes. This had to be without a doubt the most exciting moment of my life, knowing that I was back into the place of my birth. When I was finally fully inside her my mom told me to fuck her. I started pumping in and out as we found a nice pace. I think it was a miracle that I hadn't cum yet, but after a couple of minutes of fucking I felt that tingling sensation in my balls signaling my need to cum shortly. This whole time mom was moaning and groaning and babbling to me to fuck mommies pussy. With my orgasm impending I noticed that mom's pussy got real tight and she screamed that she was cumming. At this point I started to ram her pussy as hard as I could bringing on my own orgasm. I told her I was going to cum and at this point I didn't know if she wanted me to cum inside her or not. She answered that question for me by yelling at me to cum in mommies pussy. That did it for me and I came inside of my own mothers pussy. We must have came for 3 or 4 minutes sraight, until I finally collapsed on my mom and we fell asleep like that with my cock still inside her. This incestous affair with mom went on for about 3 months and I can say that we had sex about 200 times. I know this because we did it 2 or 3 times a day. Then one day my mother's sister decides she feels bad for mom and hooks her up with a friend of hers. After this mom stopped having sex with me and nothing was ever said about it. Eventually she moved to florida with the guy and my dad moved back in. I still talk to my mom and we have a great relationship even though it does not involve sex. I don't dare tell her that I have relived those moments together with her over and over for the past 16 years. meformom Member Registered: Apr 2003 Location: Europe Posts: 40 http://forum.incesttaboo.com/board/showthread.php?s=7db1568cca6e5249bc8322489e775899&threadid=75459 My incest relationship with my mother I’m 33 years old and mom 55.I thought about it a lot before taking the decision to write about our relationship.First of all I want to make clear that I didn’t have any thoughts for her as a kid or teenager. I know that many of you feel that every kid has this thoughts about his mom while growing up but I just didn’t.I didn’t spy on her and never search her underwear or anything like that.But on the other side I like sex a lot.Maybe too much.Since my first time,at 16,I always had a girlfriend and sex was,and still is,a major issue in my life. Some things about my mom.She is still married to my father,59.He is retired and they live a quiet life.He is the kind of person who spends more of his time either at home or with his friends.Mom always stood by his side and supported his decisions.In the eyes of the world they are a very loving couple.Not that this is not true but as I know now mom,even in this age,always wanted something more.A little excitement in her life.And she found it through me!I still can’t understand how she hid this part of herself for so many years.She told me that had never cheated my dad and that I am her third man that she has slept.She had only one affair before she got married my dad and that was it. To make you understand better I will mention some things that she told me.She said to me that her sex life was very good till me and my little brother were born.Then it went to a satisfactory level but for the last 8-10 years sex was very predictable and in small doses.But in a comparison sex between the two of us is the best!This is her words and not mine.She told me she feels more open now and that she enjoys every minute of her life.This is something that you can see clearly as she is always very cheerful. Anyway let me describe her.She is 1.70height.Her body is not fat but neither skinny.She is not crazy about gymnastics and those things,something you can see it on her body.Sorry but i can not find the exact word to describe her.My english are not so good. Her hair are blond(natural)straight that goes till her shoulders. Her breasts are just magnificent to me.They are large and natural sagging just a little.Her legs are not veined at all and her ass is full.Her pussy has those wonderful big lips and alhtough she is not a teenager it is as tight as it needs.And forgot to mention that she has a very lovely face with a big mouth. In general maybe you should not notice her if she goes beside you in the street but in bed is another issue.She is wild and willing! I have to go now.I will continue with our first time.If anyone wants to ask or say anything feel free. meformom Member http://forum.incesttaboo.com/board/showthread.php?s=7db1568cca6e5249bc8322489e775899&threadid=75459 Registered: Apr 2003 Location: Europe Posts: 40 Our first time Our first time happened under very weird circumstances.This wasn’t something planned by me or her and it happened due to my boldness and persistence.Everything started at early September(2002). It was mid week.I had visited my parents to eat when my father asked if I would like to accompany my mother to a wedding.I learned that a second cousin of mine was getting married and mom wanted to go.As usual my father who hates these kind of events preferred to stay at home.The event required a day trip as my uncles home wasn’t anything but close to ours.Normally I wouldn’t consider this but I was two weeks without a girlfriend(something of a record for me!)and I know very well that you can meet some desperate women in weddings.I combined the fact that since we had to travel in another city and we had already rooms in a hotel for us,i thought that I would be lucky enough not to spend the night alone!I agreed and we beginned our trip.We could make the trip in just one day but we would be very tired to go to the wedding afterwards so we left at Friday noon.The plan was to travel till afternoon and then find a motel to rest. The weather was shinny and hot enough.On the way we talked almost entirely about weddings.My mom even told me that I have reached an age that I have to think about it.I told her I would pass for now. At about 19:00 I told her I was too tired to drive any more and asked her to have an eye on the road for a motel.After 5 minutes we stopped at the first we found. It was a very small one.The man behind the desk told me that he had two rooms.One with a double bed and another one with three singles.I was ready to take both of them but mom said that we would take the second.She said it was ridiculous to pay for two rooms when all we wanted was a bed to sleep. She went for a quick shower while I paid and carried our suitcases in the room.I showered myself and we left to go in a nearby restaurant.We ate and drank a bottle of wine.We were in no way either of us drunk but the wine helped us to relax.We were pretty tired from the trip and at 21:00 we decided to go back for our room. When we got inside I sat on the bed that was close to the closet and had left our suitcases.Mom was there,near me.She took a nightgown out of her suitcase and started to unbutton her shirt.She also wore a skirt and sandals. At this point I have to say that it was a usual thing for us to see each other in underwear,since I was a child.However I had not seen her nude. Anyway back to the story.She took off her shirt and stayed with a (black) bra.I didn’t want to think I looked at her so i turned around and started to take off my shoes.I had take off my shocks when my mom,still in her bra,came to me and asked me to scratch her back.I found the right spot after her guidance and I heard moans of enjoyment from her.I saw how she liked it so I said to her I know exactly what you need,sit here.We sat on the bed and started to massage her back. This was the moment that it hit me.I saw my mom in another way.Very different than before.Her light moans,her smell combined with her soft skin and the black lacy bra made me hard immediately.When the thought of what we could do crossed my mind I almost came.Unlike of what you think I didn’t do anything that exact moment.I continued my fairly innocent massage(mostly on her neck and her back above her bra)till she thanked me and told me that was enough. I remember since I was a kid that when I was around she would put on her gown and then she would take off her bra with the tricky move that women do.But not in this case.She asked me to unclasp her bra cause she was too tired to do it on her own.I did as I told and she got up holding the bra in its place with her hands.She again went in the corner near the closet.There it was the chair that had left her gown.I thought that she would took it and she would go in the bath to change.BUT (with her back on me)she took off her bra and was ready to put on her gown when I spoke.I don’t know how I found the courage to say it.Maybe it was the fact that I didn’t though about it.It came very natural to me.I was mesmerized by the her sight and told her not to put it on.She stayed motionless and asked me what I had just said.She was still with her back on me and I thought it was now or never.I told her with a very calm voice that I wanted to turn around and have a look at her breasts. She froze for some seconds not knowing what to say.When she spoke her voice was trembling. “James,I’m your mother.Why do you want to do this?” “Don’t you trust me?” I said. “Of course I trust you” she said “but I don't see the point of this”. “I really don’t know it myself”I told “I just want to see them.Please?” She standed there for a couple of seconds that seemed to me like centuries before she slowly turned around.She stood there very embarrassed with her hands on her breasts.I waved to come near me. I sat on the bed and she came and standed in front of me.I asked her to remove her hands and she did it after a while.There,she was standing in front of me and for the first time in my life I could see her breasts in all their glory.They were large,milky and of course they sagged as she is 55 and not 20 but if I have to describe them with a word I would say they were motherly.Very different from the firm young breasts of my girlfriends.I wanted to touch them immediately but in fear I would scare her I raised my hand very slowly to understand that I was going to touch her.I made a circle with my finger on her areola without touching her nipple.Her body jerked immediately but she stayed there without moving. “Don’t be afraid” I said.I took both hands on her breasts.I didn’t cupped them or anything.I just caressed them very slowly and touched her nipples at the end.They were erect by now.At that time I didn’t know what was going to happen or to say it better how far she would let me go,but I knew one thing:I would have to suck those breasts!I told her to sit on the bed.(Let me say one thing:neither I asked or ordered anything.I just talked with a calm voice and waited her reaction.) She sat beside me.I told her it would be better if she laid down on the bed.At this moment she turned her head and looked me into my eyes.She didn’t say a word,she just looked me for a couple of seconds with a troubled expression.I waited to hear something,an argument maybe,but instead she did something that I didn’t expect.She bent,took off her sandals and laid down.I don’t know why,but with tooking off her sandals she gave me hopes.Hopes that I could do more with her than I had planned. As I was above her I cupped her breasts and started massaging them.All this time she would look me straight in the eyes,something I wouldn’t stand to,so I laid down,next to her.I brought my mouth to her nipple.At first I kissed and then I bit her very gently.But i was embarrassed standing there in bed with my mom and kind of lost it,didn’t know what to do next,so it was like nature took over and started to suck her nipple.She started to moan in a very erotic way.Not screams or anything like that.Very silently but so sensual.After a while I brought my hand and put it on her other breast massaging and pinching her other nipple.Her moans increased and she brought her hand on my head.She caressed my hair,with her fingers and somewhere along the way I understood that she cried.I,first unzipped my trouser cause my cock was in pain,and then I started to kiss her all the way up till I got to her face. I wipped her tears away,caressed her face and started to plant little kisses in every inch of her face. When I got to her lips although she let me kiss her lightly when I tried to put my tongue inside her,she turned her face.I didn’t press the matter and started to kiss her again in her cheeks.My hand all this time was on her breasts.I brought my mouth in her ear and whispered to her how beautiful she was.She didn’t answer me till I said to her that i had to have her.I said it as politely as I could at this moment but she turned and said to me that we had to stop. “Not anymore” she said “I can’t mom,I can’t stop now” “No,it’s not right,please lets stop it here and go to sleep” she said and tears again fell from her face. I kissed her and told her in no way I could sleep at this moment. “I don’t think you want to end it here” I said and my hand traveled down to her skirt.I raised her skirt till her panties were exposed.I pushed my hand inside them. “No don’t do that” she said and her body jerked. I pushed a finger inside her pussy. MY GOD!Her pussy was so wet.It was like a river passing by. I was amazed that at her age when other women needs lubricant how wet she was.I pushed another finger inside her and started to fuck her with my fingers.Her mind said no but her body had betrayed her.She surrendered herself and I didn’t want to wait at all.I got off bed,something that confused her for a second, took off my t-shirt,trouser and boxers.She locked her eyes to my cock as it sprung free.I got on bed,spread her legs and when I tried to take off her panties she raised her hips to help me.I took them slowly,taking my time admiring her pussy.She had quite a bush,untidy I would say but being blond it was something I really liked. I lifted her thighs,and her feet rested on my shoulders. The time for the big moment had come.I pushed and I was in.It took me a few seconds till I was all the way in.All this time she moaned so feminine that she drove me crazy.I wanted to fuck her hard but I didn’t move.Instead i just stayed inside her motionless for a few seconds till I saw something I had never seen before. Her body started shaking uncontrollably,and she was like she couldn’t breath.Like she was in her last breath.Of course she was having an orgasm,but let me say that I have never seen anything like this in my life.Not before or after.To see my own mother cumming like this and to know that I was responsible for that,it was too much for me and started cumming inside her.When we both finished I looked at her.Her whole body was sweaty but her face,her expession was relaxed.Like all her problems had gone away at once. I realized I was still hard inside her,so I took down her legs and got on top of her. I felt her breasts on my chest.She locked her legs around me pushing me deeper,if this was possible. I liked this and understood that she liked it also.As I bent above her she brought my ear to her mouth and she whispered:”Thank you”. I kissed her lips and when my tongue found hers she responded.We kissed passionately and found a rhythm for a slowly luscious fucking.Neither of us lasted long and we came,first mom and then me. We collapsed in each other arms and we slept almost immediately. How ironic.In a room with three beds we slept in a single together. But and I say but,life is strange.Next morning I woke up and mom was nowhere.I found her taking breakfast at the motel.I immediately knew something was wrong just from her look on her face. She said “good morning”and returned her look on the cup of coffee.I didn’t say anything.I let it go as it was still morning.We left quickly to hit the road again. In the car the tension was unbearable.After a while I could not stay like this any longer. “Look” I said.”It is better if we talk about this” “We have nothing to say” she stopped me.”We are adults.We both wanted this,it happened but it will not happen again.It will stay between the two of us and promise me that you will not mention it again.” I was speechless.It was not like I had planned a relationship or something but I thought it would happen again. “Promise me” she interrupted my thoughts. “I promise” I said and that were the last words that either of us said till noon that we were in my uncles house. When we arrived mom changed at once.She was very social,speaking all the time with my aunt.We stayed at their home a couple hours and then headed for the hotel.My uncle had arranged everything. We had a room for each one.We stayed in our rooms till it was time to leave for the wedding. After the wedding we went to the reception.I was in no mood for dancing and flirting and stayed in my table all the time.My mom danced with my uncle and another guy and tried to look alright but I caught her two times with a very puzzled face.It was apparent that she was in the same condition as me. We left early,my mother saying that she was tired from the trip and that we had another one the next day.At the hotel she asked me only the time for our arrival and said goodnight. I went to my room alone trying to explain what had happened the last two days. The next day was the worst.We had to be all day in the car.Suddenly we were very uneasy with each other.Every time we tried to speak we couldn’t.At the end we stopped trying and had a very quiet trip. We arrived at my parents house at 19:00.I just left her there and went home.I didn’t want to see my father. And this is how it ends (for now).It wasn’t my intention to write so much but I thought I should tell it exactly how it happened.I would like to hear from everyone,and especially from sons & mothers who are in sexual relationships with each other.I would like to hear even from people who think that this is fiction or lies or anything.But don’t try to judge at once. There are more to come in a few days. J. Last edited by meformom on 04-16-2003 at 12:23 PM NorthantsMum Member http://forum.incesttaboo.com/board/showthread.php?s=7db1568cca6e5249bc8322489e775899&threadid=61452 Registered: Jan 2002 Location: Posts: 19 With my son You’ll probably think the first bit is nothing really but it was a lot to me at the time and still is in some ways. It was just before last Christmas. I’d been running a bath and forgotten my dressing gown so went back to my bedroom to collect it. My son, James, was in there, masturbating into my tights that I’d just taken off (I still had my skirt and top on). I didn’t know what to do or say so I just quickly went out again, back into the bathroom. Of course he’d jumped when I walked in but nothing was said or happened. I got on with my bath a bit worried and by the time I finished he was downstairs playing on the computer like nothing had happened! My mind was racing – at first I was shocked and disappointed in him although really I didn’t know what to feel or do. Should I bring it up with him? Should I ignore it? Should I tell his dad? Then I suppose the womanly part of me took over and I felt flattered and sort of excited - although I wouldn’t have admitted it at the time. No man had paid me much attention for ages and I’d had no compliments of any kind since long before my divorce from his dad. By bedtime I was feeling more turned on than I had for ages. He’s a good looking young man (well, boy, I suppose)(he’s just 16 now) slim, still quite small for his age but with piercing eyes and very fair hair – almost white in Summer. I just couldn’t help myself, I had to ease my frustrations – you know what I mean. I even went to the laundry basket and took the tights he’d been using so that I could use them on myself. I usually wear 15 denier tights or stockings but these were 10’s (I’d been out for dinner after work and was a bit dressed up) and I think they were “Barely Brown” shade, quite expensive ones. There were marks in the thicker nylon of the toe where he’d had the end of his willy – I don’t think he’d fully come because there wasn’t enough and, anyway, it was dry - which it wouldn’t have been, surely? Me walking in must have stopped him but he’d obviously been excited enough beforehand. I’m ashamed to admit I sucked at the stains he’d left (horrible when I think of it now) while I touched myself. It was weird but exciting to taste my sweaty feet mixed with my son’s pre-come – it definitely felt sinful (I’m a practising Christian you see) but that only got me going more. Then, having softened the tights in my mouth, I used them on myself – my hand inside the foot like a glove. You can guess the rest. It was really a turn on to think of his stuff mixing with my pussy juices in such a secretive way – I was sure he would have been disgusted but that only added to it for me and I came loads of times before falling asleep. I hope you aren’t revolted and can understand how it’s possible to get carried away when you’re really randy. Having said that, like I said at the before, I don’t suppose you think this is particularly much so perhaps you won’t be disgusted? I hope not anyway. The next thing was deliberate. I’d enjoyed this new fantasy so much that I wanted more. For the next few days while we were watching telly or just sitting in the same room I would carelessly let my work skirt ride up (if I say so myself, I’ve still got good legs) or I would kick off my shoes or slippers and wriggle my toes (because he’d used the foot of my tights I wondered if he had a foot fetish or something). I never caught him looking up my skirt or anything but who could tell? The night it happened I made a big performance at bedtime that I was going to have a bath and enjoy a long soak. By the time I started to run the bath he was in bed, reading, but I was still hoping. Sure enough, when I crept back into my bedroom he was there again – exactly the same as before except as well as having my tights wrapped around his erection he’d also opened my undies drawer and was probing around. This time I stayed. I won’t go into much detail because there’s not that much to tell. Let’s just say that I ended up finishing it off for him. He was SO hard (it was like holding a small glass bottle!) and soaking wet before I even started. Of course he didn’t want me to at first but I was quite stern, saying if he wanted to play adult games then he must be prepared to finish what he started or something like that – I pretended that I was doing it as part of his education, part of growing up and that it was nothing to me. It WAS something to me – it had been years since I’d touched any man in that way, even longer since I’d done anything with someone so young and I was flooded between my legs. He didn’t last long. I didn’t let him see me naked or anything but I did unbutton my blouse and slid his hand inside for him. I made him stay on the outside of my bra - I’ve always had reasonably big boobs (36C now - but a bit floppy too, these days) and I’ve got big nipples, like small thimbles even when they’re soft, so there was plenty for him to play with! When I could tell he was getting close I quickly took off my knickers to save the carpet and duvet (we were standing by the bed). When he came he yelped and his body jolted, sending several jets of his creamy stuff into the gusset of my knickers – I felt like a wicket keeper, catching his flying goo in one movement! Sorry, I’m not making fun of what happened but this is embarrassing as well as exciting to re-live so I have to lighten it up. Afterwards was awkward – like you’d think – but I never let him think I’d enjoyed it, just that I’d done it as a sort of duty thing. Boy, did I make use of those come-drenched knickers that night after my bath! When I’d been taking them off to catch his stuff I was tempted to go further but it felt too wrong – but when I was touching myself, later, I wished I had done more after all. All I had to fill me was my fingers and all I had to taste was his cold, spent sperm whereas I could’ve had the real thing earlier on. The final part was the most shameful. Two days before Christmas, after church, I took him out to Pizza Hut and we had a nice time. I drove home and we had a hot drink each – there was nothing naughty at that stage (I was almost disappointed!). When it came time for bed he thanked me for taking him out and kissed me goodnight normally so I decided to let it go. I didn’t want to spoil our “normal” relationship by forcing anything even though I badly wanted at least to be touched down there by him. It wasn’t until ages later when I was taking off my make-up that there was a knock at my bedroom door. When I told him to come in he was still fully dressed and quite flushed in the face but there was a noticeable bulge in his jeans (he’s not very big down there – I don’t really like to guess but I should think about four or five inches – despite which it was obvious he had an erection). He wanted me to do it for him again – I was thrilled (as well as feeling mixed-up) but I stayed looking calm, I think. For the sake of appearances I refused at first, lovingly scolding him and ruffling his hair but when he pleaded with me I sat on the bed, unzipped his jeans and released his lovely cock which stuck out rigid and pulsating. I stroked it, pulling the skin back. He groaned a bit and a long string of pre-come hung down from the end of his erection and dripped onto my skirt – it was all too much for me. I had lusted about this boy, my own kid, for almost a week and now here he was, totally in my power! I really am not going to go into this in loads of detail – it should never have happened but, to cut a long story short, we ended up going the whole way. It wasn’t particularly fancy, I just kicked off my slippers, hitched up my skirt, roughly pulled my tights and knickers down to my knees and laid back on top of the bed, my legs apart. He knew exactly what was going to happen and clumsily climbed on top of me without me having to say anything. He tried to get inside me but was so frantic, prodding away between my legs and he kept missing, even though my pussy felt like it was gaping wide! I reached down and guided him inside me. As he slid into me it was like being a kid again, fumbling around with my first man (actually, my first was one of my brothers who’s quite a bit older than me - perhaps that sort of thing runs in my side of the family? When I’m doing it, I don’t care – I loved it as a teenager and I love it now – it’s just afterwards I feel ashamed). Anyway, I nearly came immediately but stopped myself even though I can usually have loads of orgasms on the trot. He didn’t take long though. A few strokes of his shaft inside my sopping fanny and I began to feel him trembling, I knew it was going to happen soon. He grunted and his body went tense and motionless except for the reflex twitching of his hips as he emptied his scalding spunk inside me in great bursts, spilling out onto the bedclothes and my half-mast undies! What a mess, it seemed to be everywhere. There’s not much else to tell – of course I had to wank again that night after he’d gone – mixing his thick semen in with my juices with my fingers was an amazing feeling and I had several massive orgasms before going to sleep completely exhausted. His stuff was flowing from me for days – long stringy trails in my knickers each time I went to the loo. That was very strange, too, feeling it leak from me when my ex (his dad) came to collect him on Boxing day – can you imagine? But that was it – I felt so ashamed we’ve never done it since (well, just one thing, but that’s too bad for words). James has wanted to and, if I’m honest, I’ve wondered what it would feel like to climax while he’s coming inside me but enough’s enough. It has changed our relationship, we’re more open about things now and we talk about sex a lot – we don’t pretend nothing happened it’s just that don’t ever touch each other sexually any more. Sexy talk is fine though, I think, and sometimes some play stuff. It’s his fault really that I use this thing. Although I can type (I had lessons before I started working in the shop) I’ve never wanted a computer but he wanted to be on the internet and his dad spoils him. So l use chat rooms and things and we sometimes misbehave together like that. He loves to watch if I’m having cybersex with someone and, I admit it, I usually get more turned on by him watching me masturbate than by what’s happening on the p.c! His father can’t understand why I’m so keen on computers these days – but then he wasn’t very often adventurous in bed! I’m sorry if this is not very exciting for you but it is for me – don’t misunderstand, I don’t make a habit of boasting about it. I know it’s not natural and I’m not proud of it because of my Christian beliefs but it takes a lot to get me turned-on these days, not because I’m past it or anything (like most of my friends who are mums, I get much more horny now than when I was younger) - it’s just because there’s not much that’s exciting when you’ve done what I’ve done with your own kid. Confessing it is a good substitute when you’re not actually doing it any more. INCEST: Culture taboo. Real true Incest stories. Some links have Incest stories. They say there are over 10 million people involved in incest. ALL have to keep it a major secret because of government laws. In some families, it is very good and wonderful, with lots of love and deeper love relationship then before. (Not abusive) Others, it is bad and causes conflicts. (Many links) http://inkaboutit.homestead.com/incest.html Sex research—many, positive benefits of sex, articles.http://inkaboutit.homestead.com/index6.html Good Loving Incest vs. Bad abusive Incest. The Bible has both. Which is your?http://inkaboutit.homestead.com/familylovers.html



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