incest

Lonnie Matlis undressed and slipped on swimming trunks. His bathing suit fit snugly around his hips, buttocks and crotch. The cloth material pressed upon his cock and balls, and he felt his prick stirring and growing stiff. It strained upon the bathing suit. He now had a full-fledged hard-on. But then it seemed he always had a hard-on. His dick seemed to stay in a constant state of stiffness.

Lonnie had recently undergone puberty, and his balls and cock tingled constantly and his thoughts dwelt almost entirely on his hard throbbing straining dick. He stayed in a state of arousal.

He stroked his peter and masturbated a lot, but no matter how often he beat his meat, it seemed to be ready to spring up at a moment’s notice. Especially when he thought about or saw his mom.

Lonnie’s mother was in her early thirties, a film actress, attractive, and divorced. Summer had arrived, Lonnie was out of school and his mother was between films, so they spent most of their time together in the house.

Lonnie’s mother knew he was ‘at that age.’ She had seen him occasionally rubbing his crotch and had twice seen him masturbating. Once, she had passed his bedroom door and had seen him lying on the bed, on top of a pillow, pumping away at it. Lonnie had looked up and seen his mother, and knew she had seen him pumping the pillow. And once, she had opened the bathroom door and there was Lonnie standing by the commode, jacking his prick, rubbing it hard and fast. Again, Lonnie knew she had seen him. But she hadn’t said anything about it, so Lonnie had grown quite bold. He now masturbated openly in the bathroom and his bedroom.

He thought abut his mother a lot. She was so sexy, such a fox; and she was so casual and uninhibited around the house. She was somewhat flirty and free, occasionally kissing Lonnie on the cheek and touching his shoulders and arms. She tended to dress scantily, wearing a short silky robe or shorts. And she usually kept her bedroom door open. Lonnie had seen her in various stages of undress; once, he’d seen her naked. He had passed by her bedroom and she had been changing clothes. She was stark-naked. But she hadn’t acted embarrassed when Lonnie saw her. She had simply smiled at him and proceeded to dress….

Lonnie walked through the house to the rear and stepped out onto the patio. He saw his mother standing by the diving board of the swimming pool. She wore a red bikini.

Kathy Matlis was in her prime, and despite having a thirteen-year-old son was quite attractive with a pretty face and a nice body. Her chestnut hair fell in full shimmering waves past her shoulders, her eyes were big and violet, her skin was peachy tanned. The bikini she wore served only to cover the ‘bare necessities.’ Half her breasts, most of her rump and all of her legs were exposed.

Lonnie watched her as she stepped up onto the diving board. God, she is so sexy! he thought. He felt his dick start to grow and stiffen. She stood for a few seconds on the board and then dived into the pool. Lonnie’s cock stood at attention. It throbbed and ached. Read the rest of this entry »

I HAVE TO ADMIT I HAD A REAL GOOD SUMMER ONE YEAR AGO. I NEVER EXPECTED IT BE SO INTRESTING. THIS IS A TRUE STORY. I SPENT MY SUMMER WITH MY AUNT.

IT ALL HAPPENED BECAUSE MY FAMILY THOUGHT IT BE A GOOD IDEA FOR ME TO SPEND TIME WITH MY AUNT MARY. I WOULD HELP HER OUT WITH HER BUSINESS. AT FIRST I DID NOT WANT TO GO. I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO HAVE A REAL BAD TIME. WHAT WOULD I HAVE IN COMMON WITH A 38 YEAR OLD DIVORCED TEACHER. AFTER A FEW DAYS OF THINKING I DECIDED WHAT THE HELL I ARRIVE I STILL HAVE MY DOUBTS. WHEN I WALKED OUT OF THE AIRPLANE I GOT MY FIRST VIEW OF MY AUNT MARY. SHE LOOKED REAL GOOD. MARY WAS WEARING A HALF SHIRT AND WHITE SHORTS. SHE WAVED AT ME AND I WENT OVER OT HER AND GAVE HER A BIG HUG. MARY GAVE ME A HUGE SMILE. SHE WAS SO DAMN CUTE. I GAVE HER STOMACH A SMALL TAP AND MY AUNT GAVE ME A SMILE AGAIN. WELL TO GET TO THE JUICY PART/ IT ALL BEGAN ON THE 3RD DAY. I WENT UP STAIRS AND AUNT MARY WAS IN HER KITCHEN AND WEARING A SHIRT AND PANTIES. I JUST STARTED AT HER. LET ME TELL YOU MY AUNT MARY WOULD GET A LOT OF EYES. SHE HAD AN AWESOME BODY FOR A 38-YEAR-OLD. NICE MEDIUM SIZED BREAST, AND A GREAT ASS. SHE HAD NICE LIPS, A GREAT TONGUE. EVERYTIME I SEE HER NOW I WANT TO GIVE HER DEEP PASSONAITE KISSES. I WALKED UP TO HER AND I PUT MY HAND AROUND HER AND I SAID GOOD MORNING.

MY AUNT MARY FROM MY POSTION WAS LOOKING GOOD. AFTER WERE STARTED TO TALK AND KIND OF FIRNEDLY FLIRT BUT AFTER A LITTLE WHILE IT KIND OF JUST HAPPENED. MARY AND I WERE JOKING AROUND AND I COULD NOT CONTROL MYSELF SO I JUST KISSED HER ON THOSE AWESOME LIPS. I DID NOT KNOW HOW SHE WOULD REACT. SHE BACKED AWAY AND AFTER A FEW MINUTES SHE MONTIONED ME OVER AND TOLD ME SHE REALLY WANT TO BE A NAUGHTY AUNT NOW AND PLAY. MARY TOLD ME SHE WAS GOING TO TEACH ME HOW TO PLEASE AN AUNT. MARY GRABBED MY HANDS PLACED THEM ON HER CHEST. MY AUNT MARY SAID YOU LIKE HOW THEY FEEL. I NOD MY HEAD. Read the rest of this entry »

33 year old Sally worked as a waitress in a nearby coffee shop. She was 5″7 tall, had Auburn shoulder length hair , nice and shapely body and was very attractive. She was divorced from her husband and lived in a 2 bedroom apartment in New York, with her two sons Tim 12 and Mat 8. Actually Mat was her own son and Tim was adopted when he was a kid. She loved both of them just the same.

However, she was very concerned about Tim, as he was in a car accident when he was just 9 years old ,and needed to be taken for a checkup once in every 3 weeks. The accident was very nasty and doctors feared that when he entered puberty that he may have problems with sexual functioning and may need a fair bit of help, and may even need surgery in the future.

This week was the same. Sally got off work early, picked Tim up from school and took him to the children’s hospital for a checkup. After the checkup she was just about to leave with Tim when the doctor wanted to speak to her and was called into his office by her self. “Sally, i’m aware that Tim is just about to turn 12, have you spoken to him about sex and so on?” he asked. “Well doctor, I have spoken to him about the birds and the bees” .

“I don’t mean to alarm you Sally , but he is quite likely to start masturbating in the near future. This is healthy for a young boy, but in his case, their may be a slight problem. See as a result of our previous operation , though the operation as a whole was a success, Tim may initially incur pain , when masturbating. This would only result in his initial attempts at it. Now don’t be alarmed, but it also is possible when he starts actually ejaculating, that may not be now itself, but will happen, the initial time may cause blood to come. Now don’t be alarmed, this is only a possibility”. The doctor looked at Sally who looked alarmed , and gave her a reassuring smile. ” Now what i’m going to say may sound highly unusual, but then again Tim’s case is just that. Unusual. It is very important that when he masturbates for the first few times, meaning for atleast the next year or 2, that somebody be present with him. This is absolutely vital for his safety. Read the rest of this entry »

33 year old Sally worked as a waitress in a nearby coffee shop. She was 5″7 tall, had Auburn shoulder length hair , nice and shapely body and was very attractive. She was divorced from her husband and lived in a 2 bedroom apartment in New York, with her two sons Tim 12 and Mat 8. Actually Mat was her own son and Tim was adopted when he was a kid. She loved both of them just the same.

However, she was very concerned about Tim, as he was in a car accident when he was just 9 years old ,and needed to be taken for a checkup once in every 3 weeks. The accident was very nasty and doctors feared that when he entered puberty that he may have problems with sexual functioning and may need a fair bit of help, and may even need surgery in the future.

This week was the same. Sally got off work early, picked Tim up from school and took him to the children’s hospital for a checkup. After the checkup she was just about to leave with Tim when the doctor wanted to speak to her and was called into his office by her self. “Sally, i’m aware that Tim is just about to turn 12, have you spoken to him about sex and so on?” he asked. “Well doctor, I have spoken to him about the birds and the bees” . Read the rest of this entry »

For those not familiar with the wild gyrations between Roger and Ginger, brother and sister, he being divorced and 32, she a 35-year old, four-year widow, a brief resume is in order. To wit:

Roger, the moralist of the two, had been firmly convinced that incest, i.e., any fucking, muff diving, or cock sucking between close relatives like brother-sister, father-daughter, mother-son, etc., was not only immoral, but also constituted felonies in the criminal justice system for which they could both go to jail. Ginger took a much more practical position and figured that, with her two teen-age children off to summer camp for the next two weeks there was certainly nothing wrong with their sharing some adult physical, i.e., sexual satisfaction, even if it had to be with her younger brother. Both of them were walking the walls for sex, Roger not having had it — other than hand jobs — for more than two years and Ginger celibate — certainly not by choice — for the four years since her husband, Jerry, died. It was only in her frequent dreams that she could mesmerize re-joining him in one of their frequent bouts of 69ing, which always preceded their good night fuck.

Having lost his house and children in his bitter and expensive divorce, Roger had moved into Ginger’s three-bedroom house. The morning after her kids had been shuffled off to camp for a two-week stay, Ginger was not willing to beat around the bush with Roger any longer. He was either going to put up, shut up, and fuck her, or get his useless ass out of her house. She could no longer accept his old crappola about no-sex between relatives. She needed some regular fucking in the worst way and if he wouldn’t give it to her, she was determined to leave the house in broad daylight, naked with only her bedroom slippers on, and beg the first stranger she met to fuck her. Ginger was so tired of having to finger her cunt for relief that she would have become a street whore if necessary to get her twat probed with any willing stiff prick. Read the rest of this entry »

My wife Annie just glared at me. It was hardly a question to ask seeing as we were 14,000 feet above the ground. I wasn’t trying to be mean; I just wanted to make sure that she was really willing to help me test my new tandem harness.