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- My Family -
Straight Female / 22

My father Rick and I have been lovers since I was nineteen. He and my mom were involved in a car accident when I was fourteen, which killed my mom, and left my dad facially scarred. The drunk driver who crashed into them, had a few bumps and bruises and only went to prison for a few years. Justice eh!!!
My dad eventually got himself back together, but it wasn't easy. Nor was it easy for him to date other women once he'd got his sexual self back. His scars scared off most, and the couple of women who did see some way past the damage, only lasted a short time.

Having had my nineteenth birthday the week before, we were on his large couch watching a movie. I'd snuggled up to him, like we were spooning, and he'd put his right arm over me. The movie had changed from the all out action one, to a very steamy sex scene and my dads erection began to poke me in my lower back. He made some comment about being sorry, but all I had in my head and in between my legs, was I wanted to make my dad feel great again. Just like my mom used to do when I listened to them fucking. Reaching behind me I slid my right hand into his comfy shorts and gripped his rock hard cock. Telling me it wasn't right, I started to stroke his dick ad felt the pre cum on my hand. He made some half hearted attempt to stop me, but I just gripped his cock tighter.

Hearing his breathing change I spun around and faced my beautiful dad. Kissing him as I would have my then boyfriend, we were soon kissing as lovers and not as father and daughter. His hands roamed all over my body and then finally sought out my pussy. Letting him remove my lounge pants and panties, I opened my legs for him and felt his fingers slide into my wetness.

The sheer delight of having my own father pleasure me was ecstatic and within seconds of him finger fucking me, I orgasmed. We kept on kissing and playing with one another's sex and my father's breathing began to become really heavy. Knowing he was close to cumming, I quickly sank down and took his cock into my mouth. Just in time to feel his cock erupt in my mouth. I kept my mouth wrapped around his dick and carried on licking and sucking, draining his balls of his delicious cum.

His cock remained hard and I knew then he would be able to fuck me. Rising up to kiss him again, he slid his fingers back into me. But I wanted something else first. Moving further up his body, I had him lay on his back and squatted over my fathers face. Sinking down as he held my butt cheeks apart, I slid my pussy and ass all over his face until he began to lick me. The sensations were awesome, as was his technique of kissing, tonguing, sucking and then finger fucking my pussy and ass alternatively. I came at leat three times from what I can now remember, and then looked back to se his cock pulsating and stood bolt upright. Lifting off his face and seeing his scars wet with my juices, I told my dad I was goiing to fuck him. His very words were "I love you honey, please forgive me".

There was in my eyes and mind nothing to forgive and over the next half an hour I fucked the man who had so been the rock of our family all of my life. I mounted him first, then after climaxing again as he played with my breasts, I spooned him making his cock slip easily up my wet asshole. His wasn't the first to fuck my ass, so I knew what to expect, or thought I did. I'd never orgasmed anally before, so when the feeling grew and then my whole body exploded with the intense feeling of a pure lustful orgasm, I felt incredible love for my father. Still we fucked and still he drilled into me.

Finally I lay on my back, looked into his eyes and told him how much I loved him. His cock entered my pussy and we kissed more slowly just as he slowly thrusted into my love hole. Gripping my ass cheeks, he pulled himself into my body and I accepted anything he wanted. Grunting out his sexual efforts, I felt his cock pulse hard inside me and then his cock let go. His cum sprayed into my body and I cried with the knowledge of what we now had together.
I knew in that instant, in that moment of total sexual acceptance, I would be my fathers lover, doing whatever he wanted, for as long as he wanted to fuck me.

We slept together that night, and the next and the next. Our love making, our sex, explored every avenue of lust and I truely understood why my mom loved him so much. He gave everything when he made love to me, and in return I gave up my being to him.

We're very much in love in every way possible with two human beings. I'm not in least bit ashamed of our love or our sexual life. We share my parents bed now, and have sex whenever each or any of us is horny. I'm not saying we have sex every day or night. But in the three and bit years we have been lovers, my father and I have enjoyed countless hours of passion with each other, and we have no plans whatsoever to stop.

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# 41586 - by Anonymous / September 19, 2018
- My Family -
Straight Female / 51

I'm 51 years old married mom. I'm sexually involved with my 27 years old son. My husband is still alive, but he doesn't know.

I first noticed that my son was curious about my body when he was around 13-14. So at the beginning of the puberty. But it was just curiosity, there was no sexual attraction between us at that time.

First time he showed sexual interest in me when he was around 16. he was laying with me in the bed and tried to slip his hand in my dress and tried to touch my vagina.But I stopped him and said that it was inappropriate to touch someone like that without his or her permission. And it was more inappropriate since I'm his mom. He never tried to directly touch me like that after that, but he always tried to hug me and cuddled with me,

As he grew up he started showing more sexual interest in me. But I didn't feel any sexual interest for him until he went for college. I started missing him and I don't know how I kind of started thinking of him as a man. But the sexual attraction was very faint.
After he got into college after 5 months I visited him. He was living in a rented apartment with two of his friends. But he said they're very loud and noisy, and they were disturbing with his studies. So we started searching for a new house, and we found a new one in lot cheaper price. But it was new and we had to redecorate it. We bought some things which we thought would be necessary and started setting up his new apartment together over the weekends.

He is not very muscular bodybuilding type. But he is tall 6'3 nice broad shoulders wide chest and back. And when he worked in just wearing his shorts I felt him really attractive. I felt like we're newlywed couple settling on our new home. And as soon as the idea came in my mind, I felt so embarrassed and scolded myself 'what am I thinking?'.

Also there were no doors on the rooms or bathrooms. But the owner promised to put them soon. So for the first few days we have seen each other almost nude a lot of time. And it caused our attraction to grow stronger. Soon we settled down and it was time for me to go back to my house. The night before my leaving we lay down together and we were hugging and suddenly he said, mom i love u. i want u in my life. and he started kissing in my lips and holding me tight and pushing his pelvis on me. I was surprised but I didn't say r resisted him this time. Eventually I kissed him back. He got on top of me kissing and slowly humping me over clothes. Felt his hands lifting up my dress slowly. Touching my thighs and going towards my vagina. I clasped my legs together but not to resist but I was aroused and felt tingly sensation between my legs. he slowly spread my legs and removed my panty. slowly licking my clit and putting his tongue inside my vagina. I was so aroused, I didn't resist. I was moaning a little. Then he pulled out his penis, I realized what he going to do but not in a state to decline him. He rubbed his penis on the vagina lips few times, I was already wet by then. He eventually pushed its head inside and gave it a thrust, it went half inside. I felt a penis inside me after 17 18 years. I was melting my whole body was squirming. soon he gave another thrust and went full inside of me. he wait for few moments and then started moving his hips. Within 5 6 minutes he was on verge of cumming and before I could say anything he released it inside me. within 2 minutes he was hard again and started moving his hips and this time after 10 minutes he came again. After that he panted and once his penis got soft he rolled over and we didn't talk.

After 30 35 minutes I got up and cleaned myself and then again came and lay beside him on the bed. I couldn't sleep. My ear was burning, thinking what just happened, what should I do now, should I talk to him or not, what would happen next. And after 4 5 hrs laying there like that at the morning 5 am I eventually slept. I woke up at 8 am and got ready and he dropped me off at the station and I board the train. We didn't talk at all during that time not even hugged.

When he was in college, he lived in an apartment near the college. It was 300 km away from our home. After graduating he started living with us again.

We get together quite often now. In a normal week about 3 4 times.

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# 43211 - by Anonymous / January 31, 2019
- My Family -
Straight Female / 43

My son Adam was so desperate in prison. He'd call me some days with that sound in his voice, the sound you know means he's nearly lost it.
Then his relatively new wife dumps him for another man. It took some talking to him at that time to get him to remain strong, knowing they'd married way too young. And in doing so I probably went over the top in what I said. I basically told him to forget her, because when he got out I'd look after him in every way.
His whole demeanour changed after that, and two months later he was released.

Within hours of picking Adam up, he suggested we go to bed so he could "relieve his stress".

My son was already naked and fully erect by the time I'd been to the bathroom and had entered my bedroom. I was seriously going to tell him what I'd said to him whilst he was in prison, was to keep him strong. But seeing his athletic build, his large thick cock pulsating in front of me, I stripped naked and watched my son's face light up with lust.

We didn't kiss at first, Adam was too lustful and had me gulping down his massive cock. I struggled taking it all in, but Adam forced me to take more. Then my son twisted us around into a sixty nine and buried his face into my pussy.

It had been nearly eighteen months that his father passed away, since I'd had sex. And it was his dad's passing that had Adam losing control of his emotions, fighting and destroying a guy outside a bar. Prison was his punishment, five days after burying his dad.

The feeling of a man licking and sucking away on my pussy and clit, no matter that it was my son, drove me insane with need and sordid lust. I wanted to feel sexually alive again, I wanted to orgasm and most of all, I wanted fucking.

Releasing his cock, I told him what I needed and knelt up. Adam got in behind me, put his large mushroom shaped cock head to my pussy opening and thrust in. Oh boy, it felt just awesome. His father was a fairly large man, but Adams cock is far thicker and it stretched my pussy driving me to an instant orgasm. When he felt me shuddering and heard me moan with pleasure, my son began to take out nearly two years of emotional frustration out on my pussy. He hammered into me, fucking me like a rag doll and I loved every thrust.

Any sense of propriety had gone. Any sense of modal or religious wrong doing faded with each forceful slam of his beautiful cock inside my body. And I became his.

Fucking me over and over and over again, we both began to sweat, but just carried on fucking me. Then stopping suddenly, he spun me around, had me lay back throwing my legs wide and up. Entering me missionary, my son lowered himself and that's when we first kissed as lovers.

I responded to his kiss, his hard cock thrusts and his passion by grinding my hips forward to meet to powerful thrusts. We were kissing and fucking like teenagers and it was truly wonderful.

Wham! Out of nowhere I came hard, then Adam rose up gripped my throat and piston fucked fucked me. Screaming out loud, my son's cock erupted deep inside me and I felt his sperm shoot into my body.

We lay together afterwards, with my son telling me it was wrong. I silenced him by taking his cum and pussy juiced soaked cock into my mouth, sucking it back to its full length.

Letting Adam spoon me, I gripped his cock and guided his slippery length to my asshole. He slowly pushed in and I knew right then and there, I'd do anything for him.

We stayed in bed another hour after he'd fucked my asshole, making me orgasm twice before he cams again. Then after we'd showered separately, we dressed, went downstairs and chatted as if it was perfectly normal for a son to fuck his mom.

And so it is and has been from that point onwards. Adams divorce absolute comes through soon, and we're going to celebrate by having my son and I travel up to a friends lodge. Once there I think we'll walk, talk and most importantly have sex as much as we want.

We're fully aware what we're doing isn't seen as correct. Yet to us it is. I'm seventeen years older than Adam, yet with my young pretty looks, great figure and youthful outlook, and his growing maturity, we look almost like man and wife. Certainly as Adam and I have such beautiful, awesome and meaningful sex, we're both realizing just how much we love each other and adore the passionate horny and often dirty fucks.

As he said only yesterday entering my asshole from behind "Mom, I'm always going to love fucking you".

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# 43228 - by Anonymous / February 2, 2019
- My Family -
Straight Female / 40

Trip With Son

Someone asked: I’m 5 foot 3 inches, 128 pounds, B cup, brunette and I already explained my face isn’t very pretty, but not horrible. No pictures, not going to happen. I try to be a MILF…not a model or actress, but still a good body in a bikini at 40.

My son and I have been having sex since New Years. The first time was after more than a year of him getting bolder and bolder stealing my panties to jerk off in them and me letting him. The first few times I resisted, but I really want sex, even though I do get it from my husband. We were careful and I was scared at first, but more and more it’s exciting to sneak around. I feel like a high school girl. My son feels so good, he’s larger than average (not some weird big, just bigger…) and stretches me more than my husband does. He goes to college in the fall, so this is hopefully going to end. I say that because I know this is all horrible and shouldn’t be happening. Whatever our issues are, I don’t want to mess up our family forever. I imagine he’ll be off to college and find some girl his age and life will go back to normal.

We left for the college trip on Sunday afternoon. We’d be staying two nights, before and after his two college visits that day. The drive was uneventful though he was restless. After we checked into the hotel and go to the door of the room, my son all but attacked me. He put his hand down my jeans while I unlocked the door and he started grabbing my butt. He was in one of his hyper phases again, very anxious and frantic. I closed the door and begged him to be calm and go slow but that rarely works and he said “We can be slow later. I’m ready to go.” He stripped and was on one of the beds before I even pulled down my jeans. I crawled over him on the bed and gave him oral for a few seconds, but he said “NOT THAT!” and pulled me up to him. I mounted him and we started fucking hard. It always takes a little adjustment but this time he was in control even on the bottom and I was soon slapping against his lap. He hit all the right spots and I was able to orgasm when he did. His first load, especially since we hadn’t done anything for a couple of days, was so hot inside me and I could feel each squirt of his dick as he pumped into me. After the excitement of the sex he always calms down, and he did this time and we just laid there me on top of him.

We both had showers and got ready for dinner the first night. I surprised him by wearing a short grey skirt, black boots and a tight black sweater and a jacket that just reached my waist. I had on a white satin g string and matching bra. I knew I looked hot and he was excited, but not frantic like before. I made sure to flash him a few times. Dinner was excellent and quiet because the restaurant could only be so full, but I didn’t eat much because I knew we’d be back at the hotel soon. My son looks a little older than he is and I look a little younger than I am, but people probably still assumed I was 10 to 15 years older than him, instead of 22. I got a couple of stern looks from women and leers from men, but nothing outrageous (I kept thinking, “imagine if they knew”).

Sex that night was fantastic. My son was much slower and loving than before, less like the raw sex when we checked in. He spent the first few minutes with my skirt pulled up kissing my thighs and then eating my pussy. He licked and sucked on my pussy and clit for a long time and it was wonderful. He’s still a little sloppy but he felt so into it and hungry for it. We took each other’s clothes off this time. I had him suck on my breasts for a while as we lay together, his dick hard against my leg while we lay. When he finally mounted me he went slow and pressed in slow. Everything was nice and slow. We had sex longer and I coached him to keep slow and not go too fast. I orgasmed first and that just made his sliding in and out feel all the more sensual. He asked if he could go faster and I said he could. He pumped harder and we kissed as much as we could until he exploded. After, we laid together him cuddling me with his dick pressed against my butt.

In the morning we dressed casually for the interviews. My son was so nervous about his interviews that I had him sit down and take his pants off. I gave him a blow job to completion, something we usually don’t do, we usually have sex. He loved it and nearly choked me, but it felt great and relieved all the tension he had. We cleaned up and went to the college interviews. The first went so well that he went to the second one completely calm.

The night was planned like the first, a nice restaurant and the rest of the night in the hotel. This time I wore a nice dress that was slightly shorter than the skirt, heeled ankle boots and tights. I put on a black bra but skipped the panties since I had the tights on. When we got back to the room he licked me through my tights. We sixtynined for the first time, me on top. We did that forever, I don’t know how long, but I got him to go slow, not rush. He came hard eating my pussy while I blew him. We laid a while then started out having sex doggy style, but ended up with him on top of me again, pressing into me deep and having great sex for a while. I couldn’t believe he could still be hard. We then laid side by side with him kissing up and down my side, then me to him. We ended with him fingering me gently as we talked. By this time he was pretty much spent.

We talked about what we’re doing. He doesn’t want to see me leave my husband for any reason, so we’re agreed on that. Of course he wants to continue to sneak around. I guess sex is better than panties. He suggested he could schedule more college interviews so we could do this again.

Yesterday morning was the drive back home. I was paranoid my husband would try for sex as soon as I got home (he did), so I pleaded no sex with my son that morning. Instead, I blew him again and he fingered me. We messed up the other bed so it looked as though we slept separately…why, I guess guilt or to keep everything secret, but it seems a little silly now. After that we drove back to our daily routine at home, and spent the evening telling my husband and daughter all about the colleges, like nothing else ever happened.

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# 49418 - by Frisky Son / February 3, 2021
- My Family -
Straight Male / 49

The Online Affair With My Daughter

Every father loves his daughters completely, and just as much as he loves his wife, minus the sex. Over time, they grow from being that "precious little girl" into a young woman, and eventually, they become an independent adult who is hopefully the best of you and your wife. She is every bit your wife's equal, and she reminds you of your younger years when you were that passionate.

You watch her grow and develop, and you can see the sexuality becoming a part of who she is. It is impossible to look at her during those late teens and think "if only she wasn't my daughter."

The flip side of that is from her perspective. If you've been a good father and instilled all the right morals and values, and you've been a good example of what a man should be, then of course she's going to end up with a man like you. She's going to want that kind of passionate love she watched growing up, and all men will be compared to you. It's on you whether you were the good or bad example.

My wife and I always had a healthy sex life, and we were pretty open about sex when my daughter was in her teens. It wasn't a taboo subject, and we always made sure it was approached the right way, and that our daughter understood and respected the truth and consequences of her choices. She never knew that I lusted for her as she got older, but I also pretended that I never knew when I caught her learning about sex from watching our personal videos on our computer. It was "taboo", and I could imagine her masturbating furiously as she watched me fuck her mother on the screen.

When she graduated high school and started the local college, she continued to live at home with us. Our relationship is great, and I am always the loving and supporting father, and I am always there when she needs me. We actually do have a sincere, normal, healthy father-daughter relationship in every way, except one.

Late one night I was surfing the usual porn sites after everyone had gone to bed, and I have a habit of looking for members in my area because it's hot to think I might run across someone I know. I found one that was in the area, and all her pics were very closely cropped, on a bed, and always from the neck down. Yes, it was my daughter, and I recognized her by a piece of her room that was caught in the background of one of the pics. No one would ever recognize her in those pics if it weren't for that one corner, in that one image.

Now, understand that my wife has no interest in swinging, or gang bangs, or submission, so this site was one that I never bookmarked, and always deleted the evidence when I was done. My daughter spent enough time on my computer that if she searched my history, this was a site that would never come up, hence, that was a place she thought was outside of my porn habits.

When I found my daughter on there, needless to say I was rock hard immediately. I exploded all over my keyboard, and immediately saved, encrypted and hid every photo she had posted. After about four days of rubbing my cock raw, I finally took a deep breath and took the big step. I changed my location to the next state and changed my age to two years older, and then I sent her a message on the site.

In that private message, I spoke to her from the perspective of an older man who craved her, and it took me back to when I was first dating her mother. I told her all the things I'd love to do to her, with her, and I held nothing back. From her side of it, I was just an older guy that was drawn to a younger woman, and I described passionately how I would make love to her as a woman.

There wasn't anything i****tuous in the email, but apparently I put too much of myself into it.

The next evening, her response was loving, heartfelt, and entirely sexual. I had seduced her, but there was also so much in there about how my wording and mannerisms reminded her of her father. She said it put her at ease, but also really turned her on. She wasn't into the father-daughter stuff, and truly believed it was wrong, but there was something about it that seemed right. She also included a short video of her masturbating to show me the effect it had on her, and when she pulled her fingers from her pussy, they were drenched with cum.

I did that to her!

We began messaging back and forth, each of us changing details of our lives to throw the other off the scent, and we began exchanging photos and videos of ourselves that were closely cropped to keep from identifying each other. No voices and no real personal details, we began a passionate online affair that she admittedly loved because I reminded her of her dad. She knew I was married and loved my wife passionately, and we agreed that this was only online, and it was a healthy release of sexual tension.

After a couple of months, as we grew closer, she unexpectedly vanished from the site. She was still living at home, but seemed uncomfortable about something. I thought maybe she had figured it out, and I started pouring through all the things that I had said and sent. It was the last video that told me what I feared was true, and she had been suspicious for a while. That last video, as I stood at my desk in a darkened room that showed nothing, I saw the small white dot on the back of the keyboard that was in the frame. She had put a small, unnoticeable dot of white out on the back edge of the keyboard to see if it showed up in the video, and it did.

I sent her a final message hoping that she was okay, and understanding if she wanted to end it, and I played it off as if I had no clue. I acted normally around her the next day, but I kept catching her watching me out of the corner of my eye. I finally leaned across the kitchen counter and put her in a position that she had to give me her attention, and I told her, "Look, I don't know what is going on, but you know that I love you, and if there is anything you want to talk about, you know that I'm not going to judge you, and I'll have your back."

That evening, she answered that last message I sent her. She explained the feelings that she had developed and how much she loved our online relationship. She didn't want to lose it, but there was no part of her that could let it evolve further, that it might creep into the real world. She couldn't do it, and she couldn't let me do it either. She then quoted back to me exactly what I had said to her at the kitchen counter, and told me that she didn't know what to do. She never acknowledge who we were to each other, but we both knew.

I sat there in the darkness of my office for an hour, listening to her music playing behind the closed room down the hall. She finally came out of her room, and she paused quietly for a minute at my doorway. We just stared at each other uncomfortably and painfully, and I made sure she could see the uneasy contemplation I was having. Finally looking back at my screen, I started typing my response to her, and she knew that I was replying to her.

"I have grown very close, and very drawn to a woman I knew I could never have." I began, "I've told her things that I could never speak aloud, and I've shared parts of myself that not even my wife knows. Age was never a consideration. It was the woman that I grew to love very quickly, as an equal, and I don't want to lose my relationship with her either. Regardless of the particulars in real life, I have loved every second of this torrid affair we have had on this screen, and I think maybe we could be different people here, hiding reality from everyone. God knows I would be mortified if my daughter ever found out what her dad was up ..(continue confession)

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# 50005 - by Dad / March 4, 2021
- My Family -
Bi-Sexual Female / 51


Almost a year ago my 25 year old daughter moved in with me after living on her own for nearly five years. We both hold good jobs and one day talked about sharing expenses which would have us living very well. We talked about privacy issues, shared chores and the like and decided that we would be the best room mates each of us could have.

Since I turned 50, I decided I was going to shed my conservative parental image which I certainly felt was the responsible thing to do for my daughter and set free those private thoughts, fantasies and even desires. Over the years I had various taboo thoughts but always let them subside in favor of setting the right example.

Before I share what happened, I'll share that my daughter and I look remarkably alike. In fact, many people over the years have said it was striking how much we look alike.We have that light goth look I guess as we both wear a lot of black (no doubt to disguise our curvy shape)have short black hair, very large breasts, (I'm 38G and she is 38HH) full ass and thighs and this would include, do to our heritage of Italian and French,the ability to grow an abundance of pubic hair. We knew each other didn't shave, but just how much.

Over the later years I would have a passing thought about whether we looked that much alike with our clothes off. I was curious if her areolas were big around like mine and whether or not they were the same color and again, curious if her pussy mirrored mine. These thoughts increased in the last year once I allowed my mind to concentrate on them. I found them to be really arousing, to the point that I would think about them when we were together which was a first.

During this time I could feel her energy as well and would catch her in that occasional look which indicated to me she too was curious what my tits looked like for instance. Sometimes you just know these things through intuition. My thoughts evolved beyond curiosity one day when we were in the living room and I was on the couch with my lap top, in my robe without any panties on. I had my knees up holding the lap top between them and while not realizing or thinking about it, I was exposing my pussy. She was staring right at my pussy and was trying not to be obvious.

That night, I masturbated about her looking at my pussy and this was the pivotal moment that changed how and what I thought. Actually masturbating about my daughter looking at my pussy was a new level and becoming more turned on than ever before while doing it told me there was no doubt more to follow. The next day and several days after I was consumed with thoughts. I wanted to go deeper into this and I guess I was hesitating. After reminding myself that I was "letting go", that night I fantasized and masturbated about my daughter not only looking at my pussy, but me noticing and then laying back on the couch and masturbating for her. I had never cum so much in my life.

The next morning, that's all I could think about. Right then, my daughter called and asked me to go to the mall to shop for bathing suits. She came over and we went out for the day. As she was driving, I was picturing my session the night before. I actually got wet. Once at the mall we picked out a few suits each and headed for the changing room only to find them very busy.There was only one available on the end I told her to go first. She turned to me with a look of desire and said, "let's do it together."

That instant a million things flashed through my mind. We were going to be naked. Did she suggest this for that reason? Did she feel that this was the "permission slip" we both needed? Would we turn our backs on each other and undress? Would we cleverly cover up while changing? We opened the door and there were two benches and hooks on each side. We hung our
suits on the hooks and then turned toward each other. To my surprise, she said, "I've been waiting for this." I just calmly smiled and said, "me too." That said all that needed to be said.

We both took off our tops, then slide down our jeans. We're standing in bra and panties with anticipation. She said, "will you unhook my bra?" I said, "sure." She turned around and I unsnapped it, then I did the same. We faced each other and dropped our bras. Our huge tits fell out. We both stared for several minutes. My question was answered. Our areolas were very much the same in size and the light brown color. She said, "do you nipple really grow large when you're turned on?" Rather than say anything, I started tugging on them and rubbing them. It didn't take long and they were incredibly erect. My daughter said,"mom, those are amazing."

Oddly enough, we were very comfortable. I think because we both knew that this day would come. We spent another five minutes or so getting our nipples hard and both just admiring the other. Then I just looked her in the eye and slide down my panties to reveal my big triangle of hair. She then did the same and she too was incredibly hairy. We both then sat on our respective benches and opened our legs for each other to see. Both of our lips were alike which is, in simple terms, big. Our hair travels down the inside of our thighs and is very thick. My daughter said, "I love yours." I then said, "I think yours is very sexy."

While it was a bit bold, I said, " I've masturbated about you looking at me." She then said, "remember that time in the living room when I was looking? I masturbated about it that night." That turned me on so much! I brought my hand down to my pussy and started fingering myself with my middle two fingers. You could hear my fingers sloshing around I was so wet. She then started to masturbate. We both starred at each others pussy's and fingered ourselves wildly trying not to make any noise. She looked at me and whispered. "I'm going to cum." Right then, she squirted! The first squirt hit my feet. I started cumming. As She squirted again and then a third time, I was mouthing the words, "oh my God!"

This was so amazingly hot. I had no idea that she would squirt. We were both nearly uncontrollable we were so turned on. I wanted more. I wanted i****t with my daughter. I could tell that she was there too. We stood up and stepped toward each other. We met and our tits touched. We then leaned in and kissed. She put her hands on my ass and began rubbing it. I did the same to her. I then put my hand on her tit and began to feel her. Our kiss got passionate. I then said, "let's go home."

We got dressed, left the suits hanging there and headed for the car. The ride home seemed like forever. I said, "are you with this?" She said, "oh my God yes." We got home and headed for my room. We both tore off our clothes and laid on the bed. We began to finger each other and kiss again. Now we could be vocal and both of us were moaning and panting. I whispered in her ear, "lick me please." I spread my legs and pulled them back so my knees hit my tits. My c**t was wide open for her. As I watched her head get close to my pussy it seemed like slow motion. I began to say, "oh my God, oh my God" in anticipation of her tongue.

With my ass in the air, I could see her clearly as her tongue reached my hairy lips. It was so surreal. I was having i****t and had never been so turned on. She put her fingers in my while she tongued me. It only took a minute or so and I knew I was going to cum. I said, "I'm going to cum honey, moms going to cum." She moaned sucked harder as I said that as if to say, "yes, cum for me." I let it go and she sucked wildly to ensure she was getting it all. She now laid on her back and ..(continue confession)

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# 29846 - by Anonymous / January 7, 2017
- My Family -
Straight Female / 36

I am a 36 year old divorcee with a 20 year old son. I got pregnant when I was a teenager and planned on giving the baby up for adoption. When the baby was born I immediately fell in love with this beautiful boy and just couldn't give him up. Fortunately my mom and dad stepped in and helped out so that I could get my GED and eventually go onto advanced studies and get licensed as a court stenographer.
I did eventually get married to a guy who developed a drinking problem and became verbally abusive to my son and me. He was no father to my son and I eventually threw him out and became a single mother.
When my son Zach was 20 years old he was in his junior year in the local college where he was playing soccer and working towards a degree in education. He was really handsome and there were many times when I would see him coming out of the shower or when he left his door open when he was dressing. He had the most beautiful body and I often times fantasized about him sexually. When he was 18 was the first time I walked in on him in the bathroom jerking off. I said nothing and turned around and walked out. It happened again when he was 19 and once again I said nothing and walked out.
Zach jerked off a lot and every week when I changed the sheets on his bed there were semen stains on his sheets. He was very careless about cleaning up his cum and on one side of the bed he would wipe the semen on the top sheet. Why he didn't use tissues I will never know.
I was young and healthy and had my own sexual desires and over the years of being single I had had a number of sex partners, some married, and some not. Some were good lovers and some not. To be honest I had no desire to have another man permanently in my life. I was financially independent and had a pretty good life.
I also masturbated on a regular basis and had a vibrator that gave me some pretty incredible orgasms. Zach was usually my fantasy when I masturbated.
One evening I came home from work and found an I-phone on the kitchen counter. It had a cover that I didn't recognize so I asked Zach whose phone it was. He said, oh, it must be Trudy's, I'll see that she gets it back. Trudy was a 16 year old girl who lived two houses down from us. Trudy was very physically mature for her age and because she was 4 years behind Zach in school, they had never socialized in the past. I had noticed that Trudy always showed signs of having a crush on Zach, but then again many girls had a crush on Zach.
The next day was Saturday and it was my day for house cleaning. As I was emptying the waste basket in the bathroom, I noticed a big wad of a paper towel that had an interesting smell and was damp. Out of curiosity I unwrapped it and found a condom with semen leaking out and being absorbed by the towel. My first thought was, oh my god, Zach is fucking Trudy, who is only 16 years old. I had seen Zach's cock when he was jerking off and would guess that it was about 7 inches long. Thinking about Zach fucking Trudy got me so excited that I went into my room and masturbated with my vibrator to the most intense orgasm that I had in years.
I never said anything to Zach, but a few days later I noticed a wad of paper towels in the waste basket, and sure enough I found another condom oozing cum.
As excited as I was and how the thought of Zach fucking Trudy made my orgasms so intense, I tried to put everything in prospective and figure out how this could impact Zach's and my life. Trudy was 16 years old and not of the age of consent. If Zach was found out, he could be prosecuted for statutory r**e and end up in jail. I had to have a talk with him and get every thing out on the table.
That night after Zach took a shower and then I took my shower. Many people like morning showers, Zach and I were evening shower takers.
I put my bath robe on and knocked on Zach's door. Come on in mom. I sat down on the edge of Zach's bed and told him that I wanted to talk to him about something very important. What's up mom?
I paused for a moment as I wanted to make sure that I worded everything properly. Zach have you been having sex with Trudy? Zach couldn't talk; he just stumbled to say something but just couldn't come up with the words he was looking for.
I told him that I know he is and I just want him to make sure that he didn't get her pregnant or get arrested and be sent to jail. He finally opened up and we got everything out on the table. Zach finally said that he was tired of always having to jerk off and he loved sex so much that a friend of his at college, who was of age, and Trudy gave him so much pleasure. As our conversation continued, I could see that under the covers that Zach had a hard on and was stroking his cock. I was also getting excited and my c**t juices were starting to run down the inside of my leg. I told Zach that I understood how it was normal for a guy to want sex and that it was okay. I then said that I understood full well as I had my own desires. When Zach asked me, do you? I said of course I do, When I caught you jerking off those times I couldn't get your cock off of my mind and went to my room and masturbated to a beautiful orgasm. Zach got a big smile on his face, and said that the few times he had seen me without clothes that he would also jerk off.
We both looked at each other and for about 2 to 3 minutes we just looked at each other with blank looks on our faces. Zach was still playing with his cock under the covers and I could not hold myself back. I pulled back the covers and there was the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. I took his cock in my hand and told Zach that he didn't need Trudy and that other girl at school, as I could pleasure him as good as they could and he could have me when ever he wanted. As I started to jerk him off, Zach said, mom I've wanted to fuck you ever since I can remember. I then took his cock in my mouth and licked and sucked his cock and balls to the point where he said, I'm going to cum, mom. I stopped sucking him and rolled over on my back and told him that I wanted him to come in my pussy.
When he climbed on me his cock felt so good going in. It was the most beautiful feeling I had ever had. Within 2 minutes of pumping his 7-8 inch cock in me he yelled out, I'm cumming mommy. I could feel the explosion of his cum blasting in my c**t and I came about 10 seconds after he shot his load. My orgasm lasted much longer than his and by the time I came down from mine, his cock had gone soft.
As horny as Zach is, he is not very experienced and has obviously much to learn. He is a willing learner and I have taught him so much over the past few months. We always take a shower before bed and I have really got Zach turned on to oral sex. He loves me to sit on his face and cum in his mouth. He also loves it when we lick each others asses and get in a 69. Sucking my clit is without a doubt my biggest turn on since I have also shown him how to find my g==spot as he sucks me. He loves to have me suck his cock and to come in my mouth. At first I would spit it out into a napkin, but I have swallowed his cum lately and it is something that I think I could get used to.
I had wanted to fuck Zach for so long and the taboo nature of i****t had always been the one thing that kept me from seducing Zach. Once we become lovers the taboo ..(continue confession)

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# 35305 - by Anonymous / May 16, 2017
- My Family -
Straight Female / 22

My mom and dad split up only a few months before he had an accident at work. Even though he was badly hurt, my mom wouldn't visit him, and so it was left to me to help him back to health. Or as good as it going to get anyway.
Having now to use a wheelchair most of the time, I now spend most of my week at his home. Five months ago I walked in and caught him trying to masturbate. He was all embarrassed, but once I'd covered him up and told him he was an adult and could pleasure himself if he wished, he told me it was extremely difficult with his arm injuries.
Later on after I'd cooked us some food and ate it, he apologized again. But as I opened my mouth to tell him it was okay, he said "No you don't understand I've got a hard on and it won't go down". I already knew the medication he was on would, or could have a side effect of raising his levels of testosterone. Which in turn had him having hard on's which were uncomfortable. Asking him if he wanted some privacy, he told me it was no good as he couldn't relieve himself due to his arms.

I've never been shy and certainly not around my dad. So moving him over to the sofa, I quickly before he could object, lowered his shorts. He doesn't wear underwear anymore as it's just another layer to remove if he needs to go to the bathroom. My dads cock stood straight up and it was impressive. Taking hold of it as he started to say no, I began to toss him off. But his cock was dry. Bending over I was going to just spit on it, but instead and I honestly don't know why, I opened my mouth and took my own fathers cock into it. He went to say something to stop me I'm sure, but all that came out was "Oh fuck, that's amazing".
Sucking in as much as I could, I kind of forgot it was my dads cock and really began to give him head like I have to my boyfriends in the past. His groans got louder and louder and eventually I felt his right bandaged hand rest on my head forcing me to suck in even more. At the same time he began to thrust upwards fucking my mouth and making gag a little. It didn't bother me though as I knew from the feel of his pulsating cock he was close to climax. When he came it was like an explosion in my mouth as he'd not cum for so long. Sucking down and swallowing my fathers cum, I made damn sure I sucked out every drop before I released his softening penis. Letting his cock fall from my mouth and not thinking about what I was saying and to whom, I told my dad from then on I'd be relieving his tension when he needed it.

Over the next couple of hours it was like I'd not done anything, as we chatted about my college work, his recovery and lastly how my mom was getting on with her new boyfriend. Only when I was going, did he say something. He told me I shouldn't sucked his cock, but he was glad that I had as it beginning to hurt having the hard on's. Smiling back at my dad, I told him I'd be round the following day.

And I was. There was no awkward moments as I lowered his shorts this time and no pretense from either of us, I might not suck on his dick. Taking my time this time, I licked his balls and all along his thick cock shaft. Sucking in his cock head I swirled my tongue all around it, and listened to him telling me I was so good at sucking cock. With each bob of my head taking in his cock, I knew my father was getting immense pleasure and it gave me pleasure to know that. It also had my pussy dripping with sexual excitement and I let him know I was horny.
There was no conversation or any negative reactiion to me removing my clothing. I was naked in front of my father and I knew what he and I needed. Lowering myself I guided his cock to my pussy opening and slid right down his shaft. The feel of his hot cock entering me blew me away and I came within seconds. I was still orgasming when he thrust hard upwards and drove his cock deeper than any boyfriend of mine had ever entered me. On and on we fucked and I became anything he wanted from me. Although at that time he could only lay there and let me fuck him. Building up to another orgasm, it ripped through me moments before my father yelled out he was cumming. Again his cum was like a torrent and I realized why he'd wanted to masturbate so much. My father it turns out is a big cummer, and his balls need emptying a lot.

Over the next few weeks we spoke about our sexual times together, and we told each other once he had the ability to pleasure himself, we'd stop. His arms and health have improved hugely, but we haven't stopped fucking. I've become addicted to how my father fucks me and crave his passionate love making. I've pretty much moved in with him now, and only stay at my moms when I have to (College) I'm not saying we've become permanent lovers, but we have begun to share the same bed, and I'm now loving my father going down on me as he gives me the best cunnilingus any man has ever given me. It's a situation borne out of necessity, but it's now one I'm so grateful we're involved together in.

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# 36648 - by Anonymous / August 23, 2017
- My Family -
Straight Female / 46

I breastfed my adult son and jerked him off, last night.
My husband, his father, is working out of town, the other kids were out or asleep. I was falling asleep on the couch in my robe. I'd just nursed my three year old so I was topless under my robe.
My son came in from work, grabbed a beer, pulled off his dirty work shirt and leaned against me on the couch. We talked for awhile while he drank, then he laid down across my lap, his head propped up on the couch arm.
I started to fall asleep again, and I realized his hand was softly stoking my breast, pulling down my robe. It felt so good and I was so relaxed, and I'd just nursed... I could feel my nipples leaking. I knew I should pull up my robe, but my breasts were still so heavy, and it fell against his face as my robe came down. It slipped so effortlessly between his lips. I felt my nipple stiffen and soften again as he started to suckle. It had been fifteen years since he'd been at my breast. He gulped and I moaned.
I wasn't even aware of my hands until the precum ran down my fingers. That's when I realized I was gripping his cock, stroking up and down. His tongue was milking me as my hand instinctively milked his cock.
He drained that breast and switched to the other, milk running down his chin. I moaned in ecstasy as he drank from me. I felt his hips stiffen, and knew he was cumming. He shot into the air, onto his stomach, all over my hand. I lucked up what I could from my hands, scooping it off his body. His cum was delicious, better than his fathers, very sweet.
When that tit was dry, he got up quietly, gave me a kiss goodnight, and went to his room. I was so turned on still I gave myself two orgasms. When I woke this morning to get everyone off to school, he was already gone. I just hope things aren't strange between us now.

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# 36973 - by Anonymous / September 7, 2017
- My Family -
Straight Female / 41

Family Bonds

For us it began with my son's needs being met after his motorcycle accident. Both wrists were broken, so I attended to his daily needs.

After a week he desperately needed a shower, so I helped him shower. It was totally different to helping him after the toilet, as I was washing his penis and balls. The inevitable happened and he got an erection.

Nothing took place, but I could see the look of desire on his face as my hands washed his hard cock and balls.

Later on he spoke to me about other needs. And I tried to ignore him. However I saw the rise in his shorts and I knew he would ache for relief.

Lay on his bed after agreeing to give him relief, I oiled his erection and masturbated my son. When he came he cried out my name and told me he loved me. Over the next few days I tossed him off each day. But I was becoming turned on myself doing it.

Then without thinking about what I was doing as I stroked his cock in the lounge, I lowered my head and sucked in his beautiful penis.

It had been nearly five years since his father passed away, so for me it was an extremely powerful experience. And it being my sons cock, I didn't just give him a blow job, I worshipped every inch of his cock and balls.

When he came, his cum flooded my mouth and I knew I was going to swallow it. But it left me raging for relief too. Again I didn't think of the consequences or our feelings, I just reacted and had my son lay on his back.

Mounting his face, I had my own son tongue me. I made him, forced him almost to lick and tongue out my pussy and asshole.

At first he was hesitant, but the reluctance soon turned into willing sex and my son gave me a prolonged tonguing, making me climax three times.

That was it, we'd crossed the divide. The unmentionable act that society said was totally wrong. But as we both calmed down after the sex, we told each other it was only while his wrists recovered.

The following day I joined him fully in the shower. His lower arms covered with plastic bags, I massaged his cock bringing it quickly to it's full straining hardness. Only this time, there was no masturbation.

Once my son was erect, I turned around, raised my right leg onto the low shelf and told him to take me. I'd made my decision that morning as I rose. Either we went back to nothing in terms of sex, or I was going to experience everything.

I'm not sure why at first, but instead of thrusting into my pussy, he slid his erection into my ass. I was no anal virgin believe me, as I love my ass being fucked. Yet it had been years since a man had taken me there.

My son later told me he didn't want to get me pregnant. I didn't know his reasoning when his cock entered me. I only knew it felt amazing and I wasn't going to stop him.

That first time it was hurried. It was rough and it was in some ways brutal. He put his arms around me squashing my breasts, but he couldn't grip me. So eventually once I'd gotten used to his size deep inside of me, I began to back onto his cock.

My son slammed into me with a ferocity no one has ever driven their cock into my body. It was if he was trying to become one again. It wasn't unpleasant, but initially I did just want him to cum. But that feeling changed.

It was like a beautiful overwhelming feeling of total joy that swept through my entire body and soul. My son calmed his thrusts a little and he hit the spot.

That sense of oness was complete as I orgasmed, and over the next few minutes as my son took his pleasure with my body, I continued to climax twice more.

His thrusting increased and I knew he was going to give me his seed. It was safe and my son unloaded deep within my ass. Every pulse if his cock was like mini electric surges and I wekcomed his final ramming of his cock.

We showered clean, then dried off. Neither of us speaking until I let him know we'd crossed the line and for me at least, there was no going back. He nodded and moved us into my bedroom. Laying me down naked, my son moved in between my legs and devoured my pussy and clit.

We spent the whole day on and off having sex. I let him know I could no longer get pregnant, and with that knowledge as the sun began to set, my beautiful son entered my pussy while we kissed on the rug in front of the fire.

My memories of these events are so vivid, so fresh in my mind. I have countless other memories now of our relationship since we began to have sex, but those are extremely special to me.

My son is fully recovered, yet sleeps with me, for now. We have sex at least once every day, with my son always insisting he goes down on me.

When and if he has a girlfriend, then our love making will stop. Until then we're both extremely happy to be giving each other the true love only a mother and son could.

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# 46542 - by Molly / July 17, 2020
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