Incest Is STILL Best

Sorry for the OT post but I have a question.

I subscribed to both this thread and the original IIB thread and I no longer get updates for either one. I thought yesterday that things had been awfully quiet and now I realize why. Do the notices just stop coming?

Hope everyone is doing well!

NL, your story about your experience with your son is hot! Hope it turns into something more soon.
 
Wednesday was WONDERFUL!

Glenn came home horny and hard, anxious for our fun and games. He wanted to do what we had done before, but he wanted me to be toally naked. We went to my bedroom and quidkly shed our clothes to pursue our pleasure. I handed him my pnaties, wet from anticipation (and some earlier masturbation ).

He told me how hot I was, that all his friends think I'm sexy. That made me feel good. I was certainly feeling hot as we masturbated together. We were both on the bed, me lying with my legs spread so he could see everything I did. He was on his knees between my spread legs, watching, using my wet panties for additional stimulation.

I rubbed my clit with my index finger while I sank a cock =shaped vib in and out of my wet, wide-open pussy.

I asked him if he would like to shoot his cum on me. He seemed a bit shy, but his eyes gleamed. As he got closer to orgasm he moved closer to me. He started jerking faster, his head thrown back, his eyes almost closed. he grunted and shot a huge load. The first spurt hit my right tit. the next my belly, and the third right onto my pussy mound. I exploded in orgasm myself. I arched my back and squeeled in delight. It was a scene as sexy as I had dreamed. Glenn kept shooting his hot sperm on me and I kept creaming.

We were both exhausted after just one orgasm. It was that intense. And we had waited so long for it.
 
Thanks, Neighborlady, and I’m not sure if it’s irony or serendipity but my interest in this started with a neighbor friend’s mom. Our neighborhood was filled with kids and we were always spending the night at each other’s houses on the weekends. My favorite neighbor family was 3 boys; one my age and two others older by one and two years. Their dad was a banker and they had a boat, new cars often enough to notice, and a serious liquor cabinet. Funny the things that stand out in memory? Mom was a SAHM. Once, when I was 16, I was staying over because we were leaving early the next morning for a trip on the river. The master and the other bedrooms were upstairs – I got to sleep on the couch in the family room - I woke up when I heard the stairs creaking as she came downstairs. I figured it was time to get going and her usual method of waking me up was to get down level with the couch and gently brush my hair away from my ear and whisper “time to get up.” This time, though, she wasn’t wearing her usual robe, but just a nightie, and I could see her breasts swaying under the white fabric as she got on one knee and brushed my hair away from my face. I didn’t move, and I remember I was kind of talking to her breasts when I asked if it was time to get up. She smiled and said we had some time yet. She just looked at me and kept fingering my hair, and letting her fingers trail off to my neck. My heart rate started to rise and there was a buzzing in my ears and my voice was shaky when I asked what she was doing up. She said she could not sleep and came down to see if I was comfortable. I was sleeping with a sheet over me and she looked down my body to see the very obvious tenting. “I can help you with that.” She said, nodding her head to the middle of the couch.



Thanks for sharing, Painter. I hope the story doesn't end here.
 
As you wish...


“We have to get up.” I whispered.
“It’s one-thirty, dear.” She whispered back. “We’re not leaving until 6.”
“Everyone…”
“Is sleeping.” She finished my sentence and put a finger to my lips. She laid her other hand to my chest and slowly moved the sheet down, keeping eye contact with me. When I felt her hand push against my bulge she looked down and swept her hand up and over, leaving the sheet bunched over my thighs. With the same hand she slipped a few fingers under the waistband of my underwear and pulled the band up. I felt a rush of cool air as she pulled the band over my cock and slipped it under my scrotum. Her finger that was on my lips slipped down to my chin and rested there. I could see the shadow my erect cock made against the back of the couch, joined by another shadow that was her hand. The pads of her fingertips traced the shelf under my head, and chased each other over the summit.

“Lovely.”

The finger on my chin joined her other fingers. The shadow on the couch was consumed by another as I felt her warm, wet mouth cover the head of my cock. My eyes left the shadow and saw her kneeling over the couch, her short nightie riding up over the backs of her thighs. I reached out to touch her…somewhere…anywhere…but pulled my hand back. She was pushing her head down over my cock. It felt like she was swallowing me. Each time she raised her head up I felt the cool air of the room wash over my hot, wet flesh. It glistened. Then her lips made it disappear again. Back again. Gone.

My ears had stopped buzzing. That was good. I could hear the soft, wet sound of her mouth stroking my cock, and a competing noise, also wet and rhythmic, mingling with her quiet grunts and my breathing, which was coming in short gasps as I felt an eruption deep, near my anus, that coursed upward. My whole body was burning from the inside and a shot rang in my ear and every muscled clenched. My hands were digging into the sides of the couch when I came. It felt like I was passing syrup to her. She mewled and I could feel her sucking it out like a soda straw, swallowing it all.

She still knelt there, my cock in her mouth, but the other wet sound continued. I looked from her closed eyes, her temple was rimmed in light and I saw her pulse there, beating fast, down her neck to her shoulder and arm. Her white nightie was turning darker where it was absorbing sweat from her back. I could see a flurry of movement where her ass met her legs and her body heaved upward. She was holding her breath and her legs were shaking badly. She heaved again and this time I felt her nails dig into my thigh and I made a sound that was way too loud, I know, because I had her mouth over mine and her eyes were saucers digging into mine. Fear? Anger? Surprise?

She pulled her mouth away from mine and she loosened her fingers’ bite into my thigh. It seemed like a long time she just sat back on her legs on the floor, head down and getting her breathing under control. Maybe a minute. Felt like an hour. I looked to my soft cock, laying like a dead worm bleeding a clear trail of liquid. I felt.

Conflicted.

She raised her head and looked at me. I left my sad cock and looked at my friend’s mom. She smiled and again, put her finger to my lips, and she pushed it into my mouth and I tasted her. She raised up and bent over me, lips close to my ear.
“I hope you come again.”



Thanks, Painter. I LUV it!
 
Wednesday was WONDERFUL!

Glenn came home horny and hard, anxious for our fun and games. He wanted to do what we had done before, but he wanted me to be toally naked. We went to my bedroom and quidkly shed our clothes to pursue our pleasure. I handed him my pnaties, wet from anticipation (and some earlier masturbation ).

He told me how hot I was, that all his friends think I'm sexy. That made me feel good. I was certainly feeling hot as we masturbated together. We were both on the bed, me lying with my legs spread so he could see everything I did. He was on his knees between my spread legs, watching, using my wet panties for additional stimulation.

I rubbed my clit with my index finger while I sank a cock =shaped vib in and out of my wet, wide-open pussy.

I asked him if he would like to shoot his cum on me. He seemed a bit shy, but his eyes gleamed. As he got closer to orgasm he moved closer to me. He started jerking faster, his head thrown back, his eyes almost closed. he grunted and shot a huge load. The first spurt hit my right tit. the next my belly, and the third right onto my pussy mound. I exploded in orgasm myself. I arched my back and squeeled in delight. It was a scene as sexy as I had dreamed. Glenn kept shooting his hot sperm on me and I kept creaming.

We were both exhausted after just one orgasm. It was that intense. And we had waited so long for it.

Goddamn, I just came hard from reading that. :)
 
Wednesday was WONDERFUL!

Glenn came home horny and hard, anxious for our fun and games. He wanted to do what we had done before, but he wanted me to be toally naked. We went to my bedroom and quidkly shed our clothes to pursue our pleasure. I handed him my pnaties, wet from anticipation (and some earlier masturbation ).

He told me how hot I was, that all his friends think I'm sexy. That made me feel good. I was certainly feeling hot as we masturbated together. We were both on the bed, me lying with my legs spread so he could see everything I did. He was on his knees between my spread legs, watching, using my wet panties for additional stimulation.

I rubbed my clit with my index finger while I sank a cock =shaped vib in and out of my wet, wide-open pussy.

I asked him if he would like to shoot his cum on me. He seemed a bit shy, but his eyes gleamed. As he got closer to orgasm he moved closer to me. He started jerking faster, his head thrown back, his eyes almost closed. he grunted and shot a huge load. The first spurt hit my right tit. the next my belly, and the third right onto my pussy mound. I exploded in orgasm myself. I arched my back and squeeled in delight. It was a scene as sexy as I had dreamed. Glenn kept shooting his hot sperm on me and I kept creaming.

We were both exhausted after just one orgasm. It was that intense. And we had waited so long for it.
So wonderful to hear NL that things are finally progressing with you and your son :)

My own "son" and I have been talking again and wanting to get together. Last night when I played with my toy all I could think about was his cock pounding me and my mind was racing with thoughts like "oh yes... fuck mommy good!"

I got very wet when he said last night on the phone "I miss my mommy" :devil:
 
We had a nice Easter Week-end doing the basic Easter stuff - Coloring and hunting eggs, big ham dinner with potato salad, buying some new clothes.

Steve got in Thursady and didn't leave until yesterday. It was great having him home and updating him about all the fun going on in his absence. He had a Daddy-Daughter talk with Sylvia.

My life is good!
 
I'm glad everything is going well for you, NeighborLady, and for others on the thread.
 
We had a nice Easter Week-end doing the basic Easter stuff - Coloring and hunting eggs, big ham dinner with potato salad, buying some new clothes.

Steve got in Thursady and didn't leave until yesterday. It was great having him home and updating him about all the fun going on in his absence. He had a Daddy-Daughter talk with Sylvia.

My life is good!

I'm happy to hear your life is good NL. Mine is running smoothly as well. After a wild weekend with Billy's sister and the two girls things have quieted down to as normal as it can get around here.
 
OMG - that is so hot!

WOW!!!

Yesterday afternoon was fabulous.

I had arranged for my mother to pick up Sylvia and Geoff.

When Glenn came home, I had him come to the basement, where I had a pair of freshly wet panties for him. I was wearing only a robe (which left little to the imagination), opaque bra (which left nothing to the imagination), and a pair of black silk panties (one of Glenn's stated favorites). I had a vibrating egg inside my pussy, and a thin silver vib in my hand.

I had a porn DVD on and asked him to watch it while we both "played with ourselves".

He was shy. It was so cute. He took a throw from the bakc of the couch and covered himself as he sat in the chair. He told me that he wasn't used to anyone watching. (Masturbation is usually a private affair.)

I was lying back on the couch, pretending to watch the DVD instead of Glenn. And I pretended not to notice him watching me. I could see his hand moving under the throw. I wanted to see more, but wasn't going to push things.

I ran the vib all over my pussy lips through the panties, which had a growing wet spot. My legs were spread wide enough for Glenn to have a good view. AS I neared what I knew would be a great orgasm, I pulled the panties up to accent my pussy lips. My eyes were almost closed, but open enough to watch Glenn's reaction through my eye-lashes.

He was paying no atention to the porno. His eyes were on me. And his hand was very busy, jerking his cock faster.

I was so close to cuming, and it loked like he was getting to that point rapidly. I pulled aside the panties and placed the vib against my tingling clit.

As soon as he saw my bare pussy, Glenn moaned and began cumming, the throw falling away as arched his back. I came, long, loud, and hard. I soaked, not only the panties, but the couch as well. there was a puddle under me when I finally calmed down enough to speak.

"Let's trade panties," I said, pulling mine down.

Glenn just stared, unsure of what was going on, his eyes never leaving my pussy. I handed him the freshly soaked panties and asked for the ones he had just cum in. He handed them to me, and stared wide eyes as I put them on.

"I like having your sperm in my panties. Mommy is kinky," I explained.

He just grinned and agreed, 'Yeah, this is pretty wild."

"Do you want to try it again?" I asked, hopeful.

"I don't know. I think I ought to just go to my room for now. But it was great, Mom!"

This morning I retrieved the second pair of panties from his room, absolutely covered in his cum. I don't know how many times he came in them, but obviously more than once. I have them on now and am ready to cum again myself.

All in all, I think things went very well. Now we'll have to see what develops from here.


What a hot amazing story. Can't wait to read more!
 
wow that is so hot, love how you think. reminds me of how my mother used to love to wear panties filled with my load or one of her boyfriend's.
 
We had a nice Easter Week-end doing the basic Easter stuff - Coloring and hunting eggs, big ham dinner with potato salad, buying some new clothes.

Steve got in Thursady and didn't leave until yesterday. It was great having him home and updating him about all the fun going on in his absence. He had a Daddy-Daughter talk with Sylvia.

My life is good!

LOL Just a Daddy-Daughter talk! God-damn you Mira, don't just leave us hanging like this.
 
this has been a bad week for me. Between Mother Nature, a back sprain, and a flu bug, I've been feeling terrible. I certainly hope next week is more fun.

Glenn has had to use clean panties for his fun. I don't think he enjoys them as much as the ones I have cum in.;)
 
this has been a bad week for me. Between Mother Nature, a back sprain, and a flu bug, I've been feeling terrible. I certainly hope next week is more fun.

Glenn has had to use clean panties for his fun. I don't think he enjoys them as much as the ones I have cum in.;)


Sorry that you have not felt well. I am sure that Glenn could make you feel better ;)
 
this has been a bad week for me. Between Mother Nature, a back sprain, and a flu bug, I've been feeling terrible. I certainly hope next week is more fun.

Glenn has had to use clean panties for his fun. I don't think he enjoys them as much as the ones I have cum in.;)

Pain in the back is as bad as a cold shower to cool one's passions. I usually massage the area with the warm needle spray from the shower hose. You could have Glenn do it for you. I'll wager he'll enjoy doing it.
 
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