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measuring up

Suddenly my mother stopped teasing me with her lips. She told me she wanted to see how I measured up. She that it was important for her to know my measurement. She had placed a small medicine cup and a footlong ruler on the nitetable when she had returned to the bedroom earlier. She took the ruler and gently placing it alongside my erect penis, she told me I was a full 10 inches. She told me that she would measure me again later that afternoon to check my consistancy.
 
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joy

My mother now said to me that it was time, that I experienced the power and joy of a full and complete release. As she returned her attentions to ejaculating me with her hand, she encouraged me to let the feelings grow, from the base of my scrotum,down the length of my erection. She said it was going to be, her immense pleasure, to demonstrate to me how a woman could bring a man to a fully satisfied orgasm. As I stood before her, again cupping her heaving breasts, I felt the sensation of warmth building in my testicles. Her one hand was slowly increasing the speed of her stroke, as she fondled my swelling balls with her other hand. She told me she loved watching my penis respond, and and to feel free to release as much sperm as I could at the moment that the sensations of her caress, overtook me.
 
the cup

In the stillness of my dimily lit bedroom that afternoon ,I can vividly recall my mother urging me towards compleation. She told me to "Let go for mommy", and to show her a full and powerfull ejacjulation. I had become completely transfixed on her attentions, when suddenly, I felt an involuntary arching of my back. I told my mother not to stop, that I felt like I was going to release at any moment. She reached over to the night table, and took the small medicine measuring cup, and placed it at the tip of my penis. She said,"Let it all go, my beautiful son, show me all the seed you can produce". With those words, I totally lost control. An immense wave of orgasm racked my entire body, and my penis began to spurt a large amount of sperm into the small cup she held. I heard her gasp....as she milked my penis of it's ejaculate for over a minute.
 
Come on man!!

Don't keep us waiting !!! Fill the cup and then get your Moms hot pussy on the end of your cock!!
 
reawakening

i must have fallen asleep. It had to be an hour later......I still felt all warm below. As i came back to conciousness.....i realized my mother was laying at the bottom of my bed.....and she was sucking on my penis. In no time I was again fully arroused.
 
awakening

My mother aware of how her attentions had brought me back awake, stopped her oral arrousal of me. She said that she was glad I was so responsive, but that she was in need of some attention, herself. I had such a feeling of wellbeing and security with her and I was willing to do anything to please her, and demonstrate my love for her. She asked me if I would like to learn how to please a woman with my mouth. She climbed on top of me inversely, and lowered her vagina to my mouth. My tongue sought out her wet moistness as she again engulfed my erection with her lips. As she again suckled on my penis, I tasted for the very first time, the sweet secretions of my mother.
 
in the afternoon

The sensation of my mouth suckling on my mother's vagina, while she sucked my penis was incredible. I put my hands on her bottom as she slowly rotated her hips, and my tongue darted into her opening. We both lay intertwined on bed for the next ten minutes orally pleasing each other. I felt her entire body start to shudder with an orgasm and that simultaneously caused me, to also ejaculate, only this time I felt her sucking my seed straight into her mouth.
 
unsure

After that afternoon's encounter with my mother I was unsure if our relationship would return to normal. We had lived alone since my dad's passing. In the days and weeks that followed nothing was ever said between us about what had transpired that afternoon. I had returned to my pattern of mastabatory fantasies, the only difference being, now I masterbated alone in my room with my mother being the object of my fantasies. In every other way , our lives had return to a familar pattern of a parental and child relationship. It would be almost a month before our next intimate event occured.
 
Great story!!

Thus far, Verymello, y0ou are doing a great job of keeping my attention!! Keep it up!!! (sic) I love a good hott sex story!! Especially if it is an incest story!!! :)
 
summers end

It was at the end of august when my mother announced to me that we would take a trip together to a cousins wedding. It was a 5 hour drive to the hotel where the wedding was taking place. It was a good celebration, however, i did notice that my mother consumed a fair amount of champagne during the party. When the event was over, my mother told me she was far too tipsy to make the very long drive home. Fortunately, we got the last available room in the hotel. When we got upstairs, the room had only one double bed. Many times before we had shared hotel rooms, so I thought little about that. While my mother was using the bathroom, I stripped down to my underwear, turned on the tv, turned off the lights and climbed into bed. Five minutes later she emerged in her slip, got into bed next to me and was asleep within 3 minutes. I remember watching TV for maybe a half an hour, and then turning it off and going to sleep myself.
 
middle of the night

Sometime in the middle of the night conciousness started to slowly seep back into my brain. I was in that semi-awake state, and being in a strange hotel room, i was not totally sure where I was. However I was aware that I was pressing up against a warm body. I was lying on my side, right up against my mother, who had her back to me. I got out of bed, went to the bathroom, and in doing so, took off my underwear, and then climbed back into bed, and reassumed the same pose. I must have lay there for five minutes trying to drift back to sleep, when I became away of my mother, who was sleeping, suddenly pushing backwards. I could feel her slip was raised up, and her bottom was resting right against my penis.
 
late night

Assuming that my mother was fast asleep, I tried to at first ignore her backside pressing against my penis, but she kept moving, causing me to get an erection. I just lay there silently, listening to the sound of her breathing, afraid that I would wake her and be scolded. There was a long period during which I didn't move at all, but then she would shift again, causing my erection to be pressed tighter against her naked bottom. I slowly started to push myself against her...and soon I felt the tip of my penis inch it's way between the top of her legs and the bottom of her ass. I heard her moan softly, and this again stopped me from moving for the fear of me awakening her. Again she slightly shifted her body, this time with the result of her legs opening a little. Now my penis, which had become fully erect, was positioned between her legs and I could feel the tip of it, rubbing against the warmth of her vagina opening.
 
insertion

I could no longer control myself. I knew that what I was doing was wrong but I had spent the preceding month, masterbating so many times thinking about precisely this. I remember thinking to myself perhaps if I am extremely gentle, and just try pushing only the tip of my penis inside of my mother, only a tiny bit, that maybe she wouldn't wake up and ever really know. Holding my breath, I rocked my hips forward ever so slowly, feeling the head of my erection just barely penetrate, my sleeping mothers warm wet opening. I then, just as slowly, rocked my hips back, listening intently for any sign that I was awakening her. Again I thrust forward, this time sliding the head of my penis back inside of her just a tiny amount deeper. I felt her ever so slighty wiggle her bottom causing the head of my penis to enter her even a tiny bit more.
 
sensations

I continued this pattern over then next few minutes, being constantly and totally aware of every movement of my mothers sleeping body. I would push the tip of my erection into her, then lay perfectly still, trying to detect any reaction, and then withdraw it slightly. Then I just lay there motionless for at least 30 seconds listening. I was becoming so arroused by doing this that I couldn't resist the temptation of trying to slide my penis deeper inside of her. I felt her back up again causing my erection now to be almost halfway in her vagina. I could sense the wetness and warmth of her opening enveloping my now pulsating erection. Finally, after waiting a full minute, I took the big risk, and really, really, slowly, I slid the entire length of my penis all the way inside of her. I heard her let out a deep moan....and then to my total surprise she suddenly said, "That feels so good".
 
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encouragement

At first i wasn't sure how to react. My assumption that she was asleep was obviously wrong. I Just lay there frozen still. But then I felt her begin to rotate her buttocks against me...and then she said 'Don't worry....I love you...go ahead with what you are doing to me." I felt such a release of all the tension in my body...She wanted this..she wanted me, and I wanted her. In this darken hotel room, in the middle of the night, I was going to lose my virginity, to my loving mother. I began to slide my penis slightly faster in and out of her, now pushing deeply, so that each time I could feel my testicles push up against her bottom. I was breathing heavily, lost in exctasy, as I relished the experience of both making love to and fucking my mother for the first time.
 
wishfull thinking

not a single comment from any woman to date...wondering if any have read all of this...if any woman has....feel free to pm me any comments...good bad or indifferent.........
 
climaxing

As we lay side by side, fornicating in that dark hotel room, I was overwhelmed with passion for my mother. I heard her breathlessly whisper to me, "Let me roll over onto my stomach". Repositioning ourselves, without me ever withdrawing my penis, I was now on top of her from behind. I could now sense my erection penetrating her very deeply. I remember her raising herself upwards, so that she was now on her knees in the hotel bed, allowing me enough room to cup her large dangling breasts, as i continued to pump my penis in and out of her. My mother had very large dark prominent nipples, and they felt so hard as I pulled on them. I felt her reach underneath and begin to gently squeeze my balls with with one of her hands. "Your such a good boy, your going to make mommy come" she said to me. "Let it go, fill me with your sperm" With that statement I lost all control, and a huge orgasm began to overtake my body, and I felt my penis spurting semen inside my mother's vagina.
 
Integrity in Writing vs. Posting

I'm sorry. I do not like, have never appreciated "flamers" on a site, so I apologize for my next comments. But, I have VERY BASIC problems here, and Not with content. WHY NOT just write a story, and post it as such?

IF you are a "media professional” (in NYC no less), WHY can you not at least SPELL correctly? arrousal; masterbation; compleation Your syntax, grammar, and continual misspellings make me strongly doubt the veracity of your "tale". If a fantasy suggested by occurrences or memory, again, have the balls to write it as a story. Don't post it as truth. Have some integrity man!

One of the advantages, if not the best, of visiting Lite, is the Freedom to explore one's fantasies, and to share real experiences. There very well may be incest “survivors” that have experienced something similar; i.e. a wonderful time, and no emotionally scarring. And unfortunately there are incest survivors of the more traditional experience, basically “fucked up, with the gift that just keeps giving”. HONOR BOTH groups.

(I myself belong to neither. Aside from a few harmless jack-off sessions about my sister, I never had any experiences, nor any thoughts or fantasies. But I like to believe in the possibility of Polyamory in a family situation – read Robert Heinlein’s “Time Enough For Love” for an idealized situation. So my diatribe is not about the subject matter.)

If I am wrong I apologize, but these postings just don't pass the smell test.

If I am correct and you are writing, to draw true survivors of incest to you under the pretenses that you also have experienced the same when you have not, SHAME on YOU!

(And, you mention that you have a family – if I am correct here, and on top of it all, you’re fucking with your (young) kids, May God FUCK you UP something Fierce!!!)

Like I said, write a story man, don't try and pass off fantasy for reality. And if it IS true, use your spell check at the very least!
 
response

EclecticDiversity said:
I'm sorry. I do not like, have never appreciated "flamers" on a site, so I apologize for my next comments. But, I have VERY BASIC problems here, and Not with content. WHY NOT just write a story, and post it as such?

IF you are a "media professional” (in NYC no less), WHY can you not at least SPELL correctly? arrousal; masterbation; compleation Your syntax, grammar, and continual misspellings make me strongly doubt the veracity of your "tale". If a fantasy suggested by occurrences or memory, again, have the balls to write it as a story. Don't post it as truth. Have some integrity man!

One of the advantages, if not the best, of visiting Lite, is the Freedom to explore one's fantasies, and to share real experiences. There very well may be incest “survivors” that have experienced something similar; i.e. a wonderful time, and no emotionally scarring. And unfortunately there are incest survivors of the more traditional experience, basically “fucked up, with the gift that just keeps giving”. HONOR BOTH groups.

(I myself belong to neither. Aside from a few harmless jack-off sessions about my sister, I never had any experiences, nor any thoughts or fantasies. But I like to believe in the possibility of Polyamory in a family situation – read Robert Heinlein’s “Time Enough For Love” for an idealized situation. So my diatribe is not about the subject matter.)

If I am wrong I apologize, but these postings just don't pass the smell test.

If I am correct and you are writing, to draw true survivors of incest to you under the pretenses that you also have experienced the same when you have not, SHAME on YOU!

(And, you mention that you have a family – if I am correct here, and on top of it all, you’re fucking with your (young) kids, May God FUCK you UP something Fierce!!!)

Like I said, write a story man, don't try and pass off fantasy for reality. And if it IS true, use your spell check at the very least!

A serious response, I appreciate that. Allow me to adress some of your issues as you clearly have taken the time to think them out, and I have hit on some sensitive cord with you that warranted your response.

First the issue of story versus successive posts; wheter a fantasy or something culled from recollection, it's the reader not the writer who needs to decide how to visual this tale in their minds eye. This site is a combination of fact and fiction both. Perhaps as a "newbie" my decision to create this thread on this forum was errounous, perhaps not.

As to the issue of Incest surviors and honoring both groups the conclusion of my story has a way to go yet, yet you already conclude some outcome.

As to the issue of my having a family, yes I do (a fact you could only have been aware from a simple social posting I made on another thread, hence you were curious enought to dig deeper to try and gain some insight into the writer behind this thread. However allow me to catagorically state, I do not nor have I fantasized about having sexual relations with my children, or any other family members and I would never advise anyone else to pursue that goal as well.

I offer no appologies for my lousy spelling, it goes hand in hand with my incompentent typing...pehaps that's lazy not to use spell checker.Is there an operative checker on this site? (ignorance is bliss where it's folly to be wise)

My media compentacy is in the photo and moving image category, my adventure here at Lite is exploring the written word for the first time.

Thank you for such a detailed response, i found it fascinating. Feel free to reply again.
 
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appology

I appologise.it does say I am a married family man on my profile. Sorry if i accused you of reading other posts. Rest assured, I am not abusing children, mine or anyone elses
 
jesus the man is just writing a story, let him be. It is just like the stigma that homesexuals are pedophiles, for christ sack, just because he has a great imagination does not constitute him being some sick Michael Jackson wack job.


So mello carry on with the story...
 
contemplation

topleya said:
jesus the man is just writing a story, let him be. It is just like the stigma that homesexuals are pedophiles, for christ sack, just because he has a great imagination does not constitute him being some sick Michael Jackson wack job.


So mello carry on with the story...

Thank you .....i do admit that response .....made me wonder if i should continue this thread.......i will complete this story.......very soon. The most interesting part of my tale is yet to come.
 
E.D. Some kind of diversity? or is that

Erectile Disfunction?
Get a life man....no one here proclaims to bee perfect!! If we were, we probably wouldn't be here reading "dirty stories" and looking at "dirty Pictures"!!
What is your problem? Don't you have anything else in your perfect life to worry about besides someone's spelling or grammer?
If that is trully the way you feel, you might ought to find another site to read on!!!
Now that is my two cents worth, and I'll get off my soap box and let someone else say something!!
The Tinman69s and loves it!!! :devil:
 
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