Getting it off my chest - true stories.
Sorry in advance, but unfortunately these aren’t extreme incest stories, just true stories from me and my family.
Me and my sister:
So when we were younger, i have 1 very particular memory. I cant remember our ages, so I’ll make a guess that I was 6-8 years old, and my sister was 11-13 years old.
One day we were playing in the house with my other brother, and we were playing hide and seek. It was my sister and my turn to hide, and we chose to hide in the robe in the bedroom. We were in there for quite some time and so we started talking. I don’t know how we got onto the topic, but I must have asked her about her boobs and if they have milk. She said she didn’t know if she can make milk, and wanted me to test it. she pulled out her tit, and i started sucking on it. Obviously nothing came out but i remember sucking for a good minute or so.
We have never spoken about it since! We were young and innocent, and I’m sure she didn’t know it was kinda wrong.
Me and my mum:
This is where I’m a bit more guilty… mum has always been a free spirit. She never cared if we saw her naked, barely ever wore a bra or underwear (and makes it obvious).
Ever since I was an early teen, I had the fantasy of having minor incest with mum. I fantasize countless scenarios of what it would be like if we had a first incestuous encounter. Now that I am older, and I know her well, there are strong signs that make me believe she would have been open to it, or at least wouldn’t have made a big deal if I jumped in the shower with her one day, or cuddled naked in bed and got hard against her.
Unfortunately, as a defense for how I truly felt about her sexually, I would pretend I would be grossed out about seeing her naked, and get angry at her. But when I knew she wasn’t looking, I would turn back and get a good look at her body and then go and masturbate to the memory if her tits and pussy after. I’m even getting hard now thinking about it.
One day, i was about 14yo, I was in her room, and she walked out of the shower naked. I did my typical “grossed out” look and covered my eyes. But this particular time she said “what! You can’t even see my pussy behind my bush anyway!”and “I’m your mum, you shouldn’t care, you’ve seen me naked a million times”, And then proceeded to make a point of it by walking up to me, pressed me against the wall with her body, and then started rubbing her body up and down all over me, effectively dry humping me. I look back now, and think that was my opportunity to pull my shorts down and rub against her saying “how do you like it!”, to test her reaction. In theory, there are only 2 reactions:
- she gets grossed out and push me away, in which case I know she wouldn’t be into it, but I had every right to do it because she did it to me (I don’t get in trouble).
- she acts unaffected by the return dry hump, and says “see, doesn’t bother me!” In this perfect scenario, I could keep going, and going, wrap my legs around her leg and press my cock hard against her thigh. How far could I have taken it before she finally says stop, if she actually wanted to? This would set a new benchmark meaning I could be naked against her, skin-to-skin, and there is no problem. And because she said her bush is not her pussy, I guess that would mean I have tick of approval to touch her bush while dry humping her! 😉 I wish I could go back in time to test it.
There were many times where we would travel in the same hotel room. I knew that she would be getting out of the hotel shower naked at any time, so I would bury myself under the blanket pretending to sleep in. But I would make a small hole in the blanket where I can see her get out of the shower. I would then have a perfect view of my mums pussy while I gently stroke myself only meters away from her. To my luck, we travelled a lot, so this was quite regular.
As I approached my mid-late teens, I found myself testing her, by purposely staying naked and pretending to be in the middle of getting dressed in my room when I knew she was about to open my door to tell me something. She never knocked and would always just barge in, so I got good at making this happen. Unfortunately she would just turn around and talk to me backwards, probably because she assumed I was a prude based on my reactions. but at least i knew she saw me 😅
As an adult, i would notice she would get looser and looser shorts when i go and visit her. I have been delighted to see flashes of her bare pussy several times over the years, but 1 particular time I remember she had extremely loose shorts on, and she was sitting on the couch opposite me. She lifted her legs and rested her feet, spread apart, on the coffee table. I could not only see her pussy, but I could see her pussy spread apart. I don’t know if she knew what she was doing, but I obviously didn’t say anything, i just stared and enjoyed for as long as I could (1 minute maybe)?
And that’s about everything! I wish I had more stories to tell, but unfortunately I wasn’t smart enough when I was younger to attempt anything. However, now I have been left with this crazy fetish that haunts my mind daily, and I love hearing stories to help feed the fetish.
My dm’s are open, if there are any mums that have similar desires, stories or would like to chat and hear from a sons perspective, please feel free to reach out!