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so for context my parents have been divorced for almost 15 years and my dad has never had any other relationship. he once told me he'd thought about paying a prostitute, but I don't know if he actually did it

anyway, not too long ago I started thinking about my dad differently because I've been watching incest porn for a while now, and I've never been this turned on before

without giving it much thought, I started wearing tighter clothes, teasing him a little more in front of him, and little by little I realized how he was looking at my boobs more and more or paying attention to what I was wearing so after a few months I decided to be bold and give him a blowjob

one day I asked him if I could sleep in his house because I was going out with my friends and his place was closer than mine so I didn't have to walk all the way along in the night and he agreed. when I arrived at night I was a bit tipsy buy not totally drunk and he was still awake waiting for me so I told him that I wanted to suck his dick. he was surprised and I knew he was debating inside so I just got on my knees and opened my mouth and after looking at me for a few seconds I guess that he thought that I was fully drunk so he got his dick out and put it on my mouth

it was so filthy I still get so horny when I think about it, he fucked my mouth and slapped his dick on my face and filled my face with his cum, next morning he didn't say anything because as he thought I was drunk he also thought I wasn't going to remember but then before leaving his place I told him that I wasn't drunk and I remember everything and his face totally changed

a few weeks have passed since then and he hasn't talked to me yet but I really really hope that next time he fucks my pussy

My cousin use to always tease when we where kids. Lift up her skirt or show me her pussy, rubbing it through her panties. Wasn’t sure what was going on since we were little but I didn’t not like it. It eventually escalated to her playing with her brothers dick and sucking it in front of me. That happened a few times and things got quite hot. Nothing ever got to happen between the two of us besides her touching me and rubbing through cloths but wonder if that’s why I think of raising an open family.

I have to get this off my chest. I’m a 35- year-old mom and last month, the night my son turned 18, I crossed a line I can never uncross. I’ve been aching for another baby, that full, round, pregnant belly feeling again. And the only one who could give it to me is my own son.
Tyler has always been the ultimate nerd. Tall, skinny, messy brown hair, thick black glasses that slide down his nose when he’s concentrating. He spends every spare second in his room—building PCs, grinding video games, reading comics, watching anime. Never had a girlfriend. Shy, awkward, blushes if a girl even looks at him. On his 18th birthday I made him his favorite dinner, gave him some cash for new games, and kissed his cheek like always. But something had already snapped inside me. I kept staring at the way his sweatpants hung on his hips, wondering what was underneath. Wondering if my shy little nerd was still a virgin.
That night I couldn’t sleep. I was wearing nothing but a thin tank top and a pair of black panties that were already soaked. I walked down the hall to Tyler’s room. His door was cracked. I could hear the clicking of his keyboard and soft game sounds.
I pushed the door open. “Hey baby… can’t sleep. Mind if I hang out in here with you?”
He looked up from his monitor, glasses reflecting the screen. “Uh, sure Mom. I’m just finishing a raid.”
I sat on the edge of his bed, right behind his chair. For a few minutes I just watched him play, listening to him talk about his game in that excited nerdy way he does. Then I noticed the bulge. Big. Thick. Pressing hard against the front of his gray sweatpants. He kept shifting in his seat, trying to hide it.
“Tyler,” I said softly, “you’re hard as a rock, honey. Is that from the game or… something else?”
His face went bright red. “M-Mom, I—sorry, I didn’t mean—”
I stood up, walked around his chair, and dropped to my knees between his spread legs. “Shhh. You’re 18 now. You’re a man. And Mommy’s been thinking about this for weeks.”
I reached up and tugged his sweatpants and boxers down in one motion. His cock sprang out and slapped against his stomach—long, thick, veiny, way bigger than I ever imagined. The head was already leaking precum. My shy little nerd had a porn-star dick.
“Oh my God, baby…” I wrapped both hands around it. “You’ve been hiding this monster from me?”
He just stared, mouth open, breathing hard. I leaned in and licked the head, tasting him. Then I took as much as I could into my mouth and started sucking. Slow, wet, sloppy. My tongue swirling, one hand stroking the base while the other cupped his balls. He tasted clean and young and so fucking hard.
“Mom… fuck… your mouth feels so good…” he groaned, hands gripping the arms of his gaming chair.
I pulled off with a wet pop. “I want you to fuck me, Tyler. Right now. I want you to put this big nerd cock inside your mother and breed me. I want you to knock me up.”
His eyes went wide behind his glasses, but his cock twitched hard in my hand.
I stood, peeled off my tank top and panties, and climbed onto his lap facing him. My big, soft ass settled on his thighs. I reached down, rubbed the fat head of his cock through my soaked pussy lips, then sank down.
He stretched me so wide. Inch after thick inch disappearing into my cunt until I was sitting flush on his lap, completely full.
“Fuuuuck, Mom…” he breathed.
I started riding him. Slow at first, then harder, my heavy tits bouncing in his face. His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing, spreading me while I bounced. The wet sounds of my pussy sliding up and down his cock filled the room.
“Harder, baby,” I moaned. “Fuck your mother. Use that big dick on me.”
He started thrusting up to meet me, awkward at first but getting rougher, more confident. His nerdy shyness was melting away with every slap of my ass against his thighs.
I came first—hard—clenching and shaking on his cock, soaking his lap. “Don’t pull out,”
He groaned loud, grabbed my hips, and slammed up deep. I felt his cock pulse, then hot, thick ropes of cum flooding my womb. So much of it—pulse after pulse—until it was leaking out around his shaft and dripping down his balls.
I didn’t get off. I stayed seated on him, grinding slowly, keeping him inside me while we both caught our breath.
After a minute I climbed off, turned around, and bent over his bed. “Again. From behind this time. I want you to watch my ass while you fuck me.”
He stood up, lined up, and shoved back in. This time he was rougher—hands gripping my wide hips, pounding me hard enough that my ass rippled with every thrust. The headboard banged against the wall.
“Mom… your ass is so fucking big and soft… I love it,” he panted, slapping one cheek.
“Harder, you nerdy stud. Wreck Mommy’s pussy. Fill me up again.”
He did. He fucked me like he was trying to break me, deep, fast strokes, balls slapping my clit. I came again, screaming into the mattress. He followed right after, burying himself to the hilt and pumping another huge load straight into me.
We didn’t stop there. I rode him on the bed. He took me missionary with my legs over his shoulders, glasses fogged up, pounding me so deep I could feel him in my stomach. He flipped me onto my side and fucked me while spooning, one hand reaching around to rub my clit. Every time he came he stayed inside, grinding, pushing it deeper,I had taken load after load from my own son.
That was three weeks ago.

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As states son always comes out his room when the wife is around with a raging hard on and acts like nothing is there lol

She notices and now I've noticed she's started touching it saying you have company again.... Could just be changes but it also could be the revealing way she walks around the house in her pjs, shorts and house dresses

My son just finished his first year of college. He wants to go into photojournalism, documenting famines and war torn countries. I myself don't understand the desire but he claims even if he flames out of this career he can always make a decent living photographing weddings. Whatever, it's his life.

Last fall, he asked if I could help with one of his assignments. He just needed to take some close up portraits of 10 people for a class. He took a bunch of pictures of my face from various angles. It took about a half hour and he was done.

A few weeks ago he asked if he can take some more pictures of me again. I asked if it's for some sort of summer assignment because as far as I know he wasn't in any classes. He said it wasn't for an assignment, it was just practice for him. He wanted to become better at taking pictures of people. I'm pretty comfortable in front of a camera and comfortable in my skin so I was more than happy to help.

We set a time and I got changed. I put on a white blouse, black skirt, and matching white underwear. The blouse was a bit tighter than I might have wanted, with my huge breasts pressing against the fabric. But hey, I thought I looked good and if I was getting my picture taken I wanted to look nice.

I walked into the kitchen and immediately heard CLICK CLICK CLICK

"Oh we've started already" CLICK CLICK

I put my hands on my hips and gave my best blue steel. CLICK. CLICK. CLICK CLICK CLICK.

He had me walk over to the kitchen island and pose in various ways doing standard domestic tasks. Next he had me sit in a kitchen chair with my legs crossed. He was down on a knee taking pictures up at me.

"Okay now uncross your legs. Good. Run your hands through your hair. Great."

"What next?"

"Mom your shirt is looking a little tight. Reach up and slowly undo the top button. Good. Looking much better."

He took a bunch more pictures and turned the camera around to show showed me his work on the LCD screen. The pictures were quite flattering. He was excellent at lighting me. When we got to the last group of pictures I paused a second.

"I'm not sure about these. After I undid a button you can see my cleavage. And here you can see my panties"

"Mom. Are you joking? You show cleavage all the time. And I've seen you in a bathing suit a thousand times."

He was right. We spend all summer in the pool and I'm always wearing a bikini. On any normal day, I'm mostly showing cleavage.

"Hmm. I guess you're right. Who is going to see these pictures?"

"They're just for me. For my practice. We can even delete them if you'd like."

"It's fine for now. Let's take some more."

Feeling a little warmer I loosened up a bit.

He had me sit in the same chair. I pointed my cherry red toenails directly at the camera, my legs wide open. Nothing he hasn't seen before.

Next he had me lay down flat on the kitchen table. He was standings behind my head taking pictures.

"Unbutton another button." I did as I was told. I knew my breasts in my bra were fully on display. But again, a bikini top shows more.

Laying on my back I lifted my legs up and put my feet on the table. My skirt slowly started falling down. CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK.

He walked around to my feet side and took some more pictures, my bottom half completely exposed.

I sat up on the table, feeling hot. He asked for another button. I undid them all. I playfully threw the top at the camera knowing it'd be a cute pic.

He had me stand up, back to the camera. "Okay now slowly unclasp your bra."

"That's a little more than bathing suit."

"Your back is to me, it's just for an unclasping picture."

I unclasped my bra and felt myself start to swing freely in front of me.

"Okay now reach up under your skirt and slowly remove your panties."

I bent over, pulled my panties to the floor. My bra fell off my shoulders as I did, my breasts hanging down. I stepped out of my panties and bent back up. I was wearing only a skirt.

"Okay. Good. Turn around and face me."

I cupped my boobs as best as I could and turned around.

"Look up and run your hands through your hair."

I did. My naked boobs were now fully on display. I didn't care.

I heard the camera click a dozen times and I smiled. This felt so good.

"Okay now undo the buttons on your skirt."

i do literally anything my dad asks and he has free use of my body whenever he wants it, we both enjoy this setup and i have been over it several times in previous posts. i get a lot of messages who ask me if i find it degrading or humiliating which i dont. its between us, no one outside our family knows and we usually do it in private. also i love the submissive nature of it, i love getting on my knees, i love bending over, its fun being treated like that by him.

but i do get a lot of guys asking if it ever makes me uncomfortable or humiliated because i think they're into it. and while ive never felt uncomfortable enough to refuse. there has been some times where he completely disregarded my privacy and i just had to make him cum, and i do enjoy it.

it was a few months ago and we had all ate dinner and were on the sofas watching a film on the tv. anddd it was all of us, my mum, dad, brother and me. and my dad asked me out of the blue if i could make him cum, he asked my mum and brothers permission and they told us to go ahead. so i got up from the sofa, in the middle of the living room and stripped completely naked for him and i went over to him and pulled his shorts down. his dick was semi hard, and i got onto my knees and sucked his dick and felt him get hard in my mouth.

during this he asked me to rim him, i did. i was there eating my dads ass but naked, literally smothered by his balls and gooch area while my mum and brother were like a meter away, i did do a really good job and he came in like 8 mins, he jerked off onto my face and came and asked me to go sit back down, i rubbed his cum in to my skin and sat back down naked and sweaty and wet and it was hot but yeah that was probably the most humiliatiing

Sorry for the lack of updates, it's been a busy couple weeks.

We had a threesome!! But not with our mom, I know everyone has been expecting that lol. I had told my best friend about what's been happening, and she thought it was really cool. She also mentioned that she always thought my brother was cute, so that gave me an idea to try and hook them up.

Friday night him and I had sex and then were just laying in my bed, I asked him if he thought my friend was cute. I love his honesty, he said she's not that cute but has great tits lol. He's not wrong, she's not the prettiest, but she has massive boobs. I asked if he'd fuck her, and he froze thinking it was a trap, so I told him that she thinks he's hot and he could fuck her if he wanted to. He said he definitely would, so I texted her and told her to come over.

She got there about 15 minutes later, they were awkward and shy around each other, I had to literally tell them to just start kissing lol. They did, and then they started getting into it while I watched and played with myself. They were fucking for ten minutes or so then she said she wanted to watch him fuck me. I laid down next to her and he started fucking me. She was really into it, and kept saying dirty stuff like how does your brother's cock feel, and stuff like that, which got me even hornier.

My brother was going back and forth kissing both of us, then he told us to kiss each other. Her and I had never done anything with each other before, so this was scary and exciting. We looked at each other, then she said fuck it and shoved her tongue down my throat. We made out for a while, and he went back to fucking her. When he was about to cum he put his cock in her mouth, and came inside of her mouth. She didn't swallow, but instead pulled me to her and we made out with my brother's cum in our mouths, and it dripped down all over her tits. I licked all of it off her tits and swallowed it. We all agreed that this should be a regular thing from now on.

That's the only major thing that's happened since the last update. Nothing has changed with mom, she still watches us fuck sometimes but has given zero indication that she wants to join.

So I (F23)came home from college the other day and my brothers (M21) truck was in the driveway. No biggie since he still lives at home. So I go inside, the house is empty. I hear the shower running. I’m thinking a perfect chance to dump ice water on him. So as I approach the bathroom I see him in the shower with a woman. I’m think you go bro. Get you some. I can’t see who it is. All I can see is her legs and her butt. And he has her bent over with his hands on her ass.
I see the clothes on the floor and something seemed familiar. The bra and panties looked familiar. As I look up my brother is staring at me. He sees the look on my face as things are starting to click. He moves his hand and I see my mom’s tattoo. I slapped my hand over my mouth to stop from screaming. There was my brother doing it in the shower with my mom. And he never slowed down until he came inside her. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
I have sooo many questions but I’m afraid to ask him or definitely mom about it.

So this happened a couple years ago while on vacation. Woke up with a hard on, pulled the blanket down to my thighs and started stroking it.

Couple minutes later I’m close to orgasm. RIGHT as I’m cumming, my mom bursts through the door.
I couldn’t react fast enough so she at least saw one spurt of cum shooting, before I could pull the blanket up.

She stood in the doorway calmly asking if I’m hungry cause food was ready. I honestly don’t remember what I’ve told her but we’ve exchanged a couple lines of dialogue, all the while I’m still shooting under the blanket mind you. My heart was RACING!!

She then left, probably wondering wtf she just saw. And I was left with a memory engrained into my brain for eternity lol

I still use that as jerk fuel. Anyone had similar experiences?

My dad and I have a bit of a past. When I was 19F he 42M caught me with a vibrator, like mid orgasm, he stayed and watched and we both didn’t know what to say. We eventually moved on from this and with time pretended it never happened.

Present day, my dad (58M) ended up losing his job, right after my mom divorced him. I (35F) broke up and with my fiancé and had to leave my job and move. It was a shit show so I asked if he wanted to live together. We both were pretty miserable and ended up a couple hours away with no friends or anyone else around.

One morning I was positive I was home alone and decided to just touch myself on the couch. Just as I was orgasming I opened my eyes and saw my dad, by the basement doorway, cock out. I was shocked, it made my orgasm last even longer.

I asked him why he would do that and he said Nothing I haven’t seen before. We went back and forth and he said he was just a guy and it wasn’t that big of a deal. I was too tired to fight so I said fuck it whatever.

The next time it happened I was touching myself on the couch again and just couldn’t come. I had been rubbing maybe for 20 minutes and getting very frustrated. Fed up, I just put my head in my hands and groaned. I felt the sofa dip and my dad was right there, he said let me try?

My life was in shambles, I was single, lived with my dad, moved to a new place…I just was so fed up with everything ..so I said ok.

He got between my knees and one lick is all it took for pure electricity to fill my veins. I rode his tongue to completion in minutes. He took his time and licked me clean, then he decided to eat my ass. It was one of the most pleasurable experiences of my life. I came again.

Totally spent I laughed and said thanks. He kissed me and said anytime. I reached down and grabbed his cock to return the favor, I jerked him off and when he said he was coming, I told him to come into my mouth.

I swallowed and he collapsed on the sofa beside me. Both in shock, we just burst out laughing. It felt good but the sexual stuff was amazing. There’s nothing like the thrill, rush, knowing it’s wrong to fuel the desire.

We were angry at the world and found some solace in each other.

We couldn’t keep our hands off eachother and ended up have hot taboo filthy sex a few days later. I sat in his lap, and he when I finally lowered myself on his hard cock we both gasped. I rode him and we were sloppy making out, tongues clashing, his finger inside my asshole. He kept saying what a sexy filthy girl I was for wanting daddy’s cock and cum. I think we both saw stars when we came. He had me on my back and pummelled into me like a man who was going off to war!

I know we should be ashamed, guilty even, but I cannot think straight with how horny we are 24-7. He hasn’t been able to keep his hands off me. Asks me if I need help in the shower, we fuck. Asks if I need a massage we end up fucking. It is some of the best passionate sex I’ve ever had!

Original post and update:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Realinceststories/s/550gjxF9CG

This has kind of spiralled beyond what I had expected and I really need to give a shout out and massive thanks to those who have sent nice, supportive messages in recent weeks. None of this was planned and I totally wasn’t expecting to feel this way or be in this situation and I still can’t believe how things have happened.

So an update:

Basically my sis and I have been texting each other quite a lot. Literally every day since all this started. The texts have been a bit naughty at times and we have had to make sure we delete them so nobody ever sees what we have been saying.

Anyway, we arranged to meet on Saturday. We said we would pretend we were boyfriend and girlfriend and literally forget we were related and treat each other like as if we were dating. That meant when I met her at the station I would act like she was my girlfriend.

I felt really nervous and excited when I saw her. I kissed her, like properly on the lips. She kissed me back and it felt sooo good, but when we stopped I was defo embarrassed. Tbh I think we were both a bit weirded out. We went into town for a bit, then back to my place to chill and watch a film.

On our way from town to my place we held hands and I tried kissing her again on the tram. She kissed me but ngl it didn’t feel right. We agreed we shouldn’t be doing this, it’s too risky etc. and when we got to my place we talked for ages about how we felt, how we felt about the situation and how we had kinda caught feelings for each other, even though we can never act on them.

We watched a film in bed. I had taken my jeans off before it started and she took her denim shorts off, mostly just so we were comfortable. Nothing sexual… but after a while I started holding her hand again. We talked about how if we were dating we would be doing stuff by now… anyway, we started making out. She’s an amazing kisser!

My hands wandered up her top and over her bra. She put her hand on my bulge and stroked it just for a few seconds through my pants. I wanted more… I thought this was really it… but when I suggested she took her top off she said no, because it would lead to sex.

It was soooo annoying (for both of us, I think). Such a come down, but long story short, other than some kissing and light touching, that was it.

We held hands on the way back to the station later and for what it’s worth, anyone who saw us kissing goodbye would have thought we were together and had probably had sex loads of times.

Little did they know nothing actually happened and it probably never will.

The weird thing is, we still text each other every day in this flirty way. I actually really want us to meet up again one day this weekend, but she says she can’t. Anyway, we’ll see what happens and I can keep you updated if you’re interested.

Where can I watch inc… p0_n?

So ive always had a thing for my mom. I've walked in on her an dad fucking before more than once. Ive never been able to say anything. Now she is 84 still great mind body is now saggy but I asked her one morning while I was visiting an dad was in the shower if I could maybe touch her boobs she surprised me by saying yes. I walked up behind her an put my arms around her and started to feel her up now her tits are small maybe a big B-cup. She let me to that for maybe 5 minutes then she said ok I think thats enough. Ive done that maybe 10 times now. I did say once I wanted her to touch me she said no an now it's all stopped. Think I went to far. But at least I got to feel my mom's tits.

Sexting with my stepmom

So this all started during the pandemic my stepmom (45) started a onlyfans to help get more income since I was already a adult and grew up in a open house she told me about it and even asked for good VPN services to privacy protection but never told me the username or anything

Fast forward a couple months I got home early from work and noticed a few packages on the front steps with a username for the name my curiosity peek and I searched up the name and found my stepmoms onlyfans instantly subscribed and watched everything she had been posting I noticed she made alot of stepmom content but wasn't sure if she was just hitting her market as a mild or if she was really into that stuff

I started messaging her telling her only my real age at the time (24) she got very excited talking to younger man and started sending pics almost right away saying alot of the people that contact her older but she always preferred younger men I nearly exploded reading that I started sexting back and this went on for a about a week of us messaging each other fantasies and sending pictures back and forth

Then I "messed up" I sent a picture that showed a tapestry that hangs up on my wall in my room and little bit of the footstool I use before I could realize she saw the message I was panicking watching her reply then she stopped typing and silence for what felt like years then I got a text message from her saying can we talk...

I panicked thinking she was gonna flip out and disown me or something but when I went into her room to talk she was sitting there in a loose bath robe and lingerie and she was the panicked looking one

She was panicking thinking I was gonna tell my dad or something cause she said he didn't really approve of the onlyfans and it started fights with them over him being worried she'll cheat I explained I was panicking thinking she'd tell my dad I was messaging her this conversation went on for awhile of us both confessing things to each other like I said I always preferred older women cause girls my age are too immature she said how Guys my dad's age can't keep up with her and we both confessed to being attracted to each other

she said that what we talked about would get us both in trouble with my dad and we decided to keep it a secret between us but she was upset about my onlyfans account and asked me to delete it in fear of it being tracked back to me somehow I agreed but asked if we could text somewhere private still admitting I didn't want to stop after a little convincing and app hiding I got her to download telegram where we message each other daily and try to be alone together at least once a week for a few hours

Long time lurker, but ever since my (m35) stepdaughter (f19) turned 18 she loves to tease me and it's driving me insane. When we go on lunch dates she gets adorably nervous. She gets really fidgety and giddy can't sit still i.e. she'll start stroking a strand of her hair the more nervous she gets the faster she'll go. She'll wear a sheer white top or a thin white tank tops without a bra and loose short pj shorts. Hides herself behind her hair and occasionally let's her hair slip to give me a little show when her mother and sister aren't around.

She had just gotten this cute little romper a couple months back and tried it on with her boyfriend over. Comes down stairs and get out of view of everyone and is messing around (think pg13) with him in front of me. I just wish I could tell 100% if she's interested or if she's just trying to get me to lose my mind.

She'll twist her hips a bit more when she's walking in front of me. If im wearing lounge pants she'll often try and steal a glance or 2. She'll even come to me to make her bf jealous if she wants him to do something young couples like i.e. piggy back rides, just random goofy nonsense.

Overall I’d say I crush on my mom a decent bit. We have a nice, loving healthy relationship so I have zero expectation of anything serious happening or making a move. But it doesn’t stop me from having a bit of secret fun and fantasizing! Minor things like checking her out when she isn’t looking, long close hugs against her body, and occasional lewd comments as a joke

I was chatting with my mom today and she suddenly made a comment about a woman she saw on TV dressed fairly skimpy apparently. Because she was confused about what she had on and just commented “This woman has her entire ass out in a thong!! What the hell is she doing that for!” Hearing that just flustered me immediately. I love when she makes any kind of comment like that but this one was so sudden. I was throbbing while just trying to laugh it off. So I ended up just pulling my cock out and quietly started jerking off while we kept chatting. It was such a taboo thrill. We weren’t even talking about anything lewd I was just so worked up. Knowing that she was completely clueless what I was doing on the other end of the phone made it that much better honestly. I didn’t end up finishing on the phone because I was concerned I’d be too loud.

Now I definitely want to do it again on the phone with her. And when I do I want to see if I can finish mid conversation with her without her realizing. I wish it was easier to chat about sex or lewd stuff easier, it can come up but always in a joking manner. I have a huge fetish for sexy bra and panties so hearing her mention thongs just triggered my mind I guess. Was just thinking about what bra and panties she had on in that moment and how badly I’d want to see her in them somehow. Wanting to have a conversation with her where she talks about panties and bras! What she likes about them, favorite panties, favorite bra style, does she like to match, favorite brand, etc! Thanks for reading the entire post just wanted to put it on here and share my taboo excitement from today. Hope you enjoyed the read!!

When I was younger my uncle always lived with us, my mom was a single parent and rented a room to him because she always needed the help. My mom was very rarely home & he pretty much raised me. He would always compliment me and reassure me of things going on in my life. I really feel connected with him. One night I was upset and was outside and he came and was talking to me and was rubbing my thighs, I opened my legs a little and looked him in his eyes, he rubbed his leg up my thigh even more, and leaned in to whisper in my ear “I’ve always wanted you” as he put his hand on my area. He grabbed my hair and pulled me back and began to kiss my neck I told him to just do jt and he did, and we continued to hook up, and still do from time to time. I love him

So, I'm 19[F] and my brother is 21[M]. We were on a trip and booked a hotel for our stay. We both got a single room for ourselves; my mom and dad were in another, and my brother and I were in the same one its not weird for us because we used to sleep together few years back.

In the midnight i felt something when i woke up i noticed my brother is pressing up my boobs he was literally crushing it out and i can also feel his dick on my ass, i didnt react because i always loved my brother and thought of having his dick many times, its like my kink come true, i dont know if he did it intentionally or he was in sleep but i felt it all he rubbed his dick against my ass several times while pressing my boobs i still get wet when i think about it, im thinking of confessing it to him, maybe it could lead us to something super hot and fun, i will update you all after confessing tonight.

(Here's post 1 and post 2 since I don't show them on my profile for obvious reasons.)

So I last updated about my mother and me 3 months ago. I didn't plan to update again because I thought we had established her limits and did not expect any more changes, but people here told me to keep an open mind and keep trying to increase intimacy because she might want more. I'm glad I listened. They were right.

My mother and I recently went on a cruise to Alaska. It was a really nice time and very easy for a wheelchair user like me. The ship was easy to explore and had lots of activities. Mostly families and older folks on the trip, so nothing crazy, just very relaxing.

Being away from the house and on our own created an unexpected dynamic between us. My mother was more playful and excited than usual, almost like she was feeling younger. We went to shows and had nice meals and spent a lot of time just watching the ocean together. We shared an accessible cabin.

I still had to do my daily things for my disability and my mother continued our routine of inspecting me for pressure sores, massaging lotion into my body, and helping me masturbate before putting on my catheter. But being someplace new made things more intimate as it felt like we were almost a couple on a honeymoon or an escape.

I remembered the advice I got and was was more active with my mother and she responded more than I expected. More flirting and touching and cuddling. The big shift came on our fourth night of the trip. We saw a fun comedy show that had us laughing a lot. We had cocktails after and watched the ocean and it was very cozy. Back at the cabin, my mother had just finished showering and was in her shirt and panties for the night. We were being much more affectionate and I told her to come and lie down with me so we could talk more. She hesitated, but then joined me in bed.

I held her like that, enjoying her damp skin and fresh smell as we talked about the show. I began feeling her breasts and then lifted her shirt to kiss them. I usually stop there but this time I moved my hand lower to her pussy. She turned her head away and shifted her body and I thought she was going to stop me like she did before. Instead, she was making it easier to open her legs for me.

She had never allowed me to touch her pussy before so I was very excited, but stayed calm. I massaged her pussy through her panties as I kissed her breasts. She kept her face turned away from me but I could feel her body reacting and her breath getting faster.

I put my hand down her panties, watching her reaction but she didn't stop me. Her pubic hair was thick but I found her clit and started to massage it. She was wet which really thrilled me. She still kept her head turned away and her eyes closed, almost pretending like it wasn't happening? But I could feel her hand stroking the back of my head so I knew she was encouraging my touch. I thought I could make her orgasm but she stopped me eventually and said, "That's enough." We held each other a little longer not talking, then she said we needed sleep and went to her bed.

I was so thrilled by what had happened. I think we crossed a boundary that made my mother accept our situation more. After that, she finished each day by coming to my bed at night after her shower. Still no kissing, but we were more intimate in bed, almost like being lovers. It was strange talking to crew and others as mother and son during the day, then being sexual when alone in our room.

On the seventh night, I gave my mother oral sex for the first time. I kissed from her breasts down to her stomach, waiting for her to stop me but she didn't. I nuzzled her pussy through her panties, and then started to tug them down. She lifted her hips and let me take them off and I got to see her fully naked for the first time. I kissed her mound but the bed was too narrow and I was almost falling off so I got back into my chair so I could roll up to the bed while she scooted to the edge and spread her legs for me. It was clumsy and kind of unromantic but it worked. Once we got over the initial awkwardness, it was wonderful, and the best part was my mother looking down at me and watching me instead of turning her head away and closing her eyes like she always did before.

As someone suggested, I brought my penis pump on the trip and hoped we could use it. We used the pump the night before the end of the trip. My mother pretended to be irritated when I told her I brought it, but she was still very fascinated by my full erection, like last time. She stroked it and sucked it and I enjoyed watching her, even though I could not feel anything because of the constrictor band.  She got on the bed and straddled me and guided my cock inside her. I still couldn't feel her pussy and could only lay there, but it was an amazing experience to watch her ride and enjoy herself.

When she was finished, she lay on top of me very tired and panting. I tried to kiss her, but she still refused to do that even after what we had done. She took off the constrictor band and made me orgasm like usual, and we were both surprised by how large my ejaculation was this time compared to usual. She then left me to put on a fresh catheter while she went to the bathroom. I was disappointed she wouldn't kiss. Maybe it's weird to fixate on it, but I really want to make out with her because it is so intimate and sensual, but I've given up on it for now. It is clearly a boundary she won't cross and I have to respect that.

Now we are home and sadly it feels like our old routine has returned. I have tried to initiate sex but she is very reluctant. I think being home makes her feel more maternal and maybe guilty, so I try to be as casual and playful as possible. One thing we kept is her cuddling with me in bed which I love.

I am not a psychologist but I think my mother is still struggling with the fact that she got pleasure from her son. Before she could excuse masturbating me as purely helping me with my disability. That's why her nipples getting hard when I sucked them bothered her so much at first. Now that we have had sex and she had an orgasm, I think she is struggling to adapt to the reality of our relationship. It's an ongoing process that I have to let her work out for herself while showing my support and love for her. Eventually I hope she will want to have sex with me again. If not, I am happy for what we do share. And we can always book another cruise together!

It's amazing that this all stated a year ago when I was told I needed surgery that would leave me bed-bound for months. I was so depressed at the time, but it led to everything that has happened with my mother. Thanks for all the supportive comments and suggestions.

Throwaway account. I'm 42 with two grown kids. My son is 24 and we've always been close – he's the one who actually calls and checks on me. Last month we took a long road trip together, just the two of us, to visit family out of state because my car needed the miles and he offered to drive.

We were in the car for hours every day, staying in cheap motels. The conversations got deeper than usual – work stress, dating fails, how I felt invisible after the divorce. One night in a motel with only one bed (the other room was booked), things shifted. We were cuddling innocently while watching a movie, and it turned into kissing. I stopped us that night, but the next couple of days the tension was unbearable.

By the time we got to the destination, we gave in. It happened in the hotel room after a few drinks. Slow, caring, and incredibly intense because of how well we know each other. The drive back was quiet but charged – we did it a couple more times. Now we're home and trying to act normal, but I catch myself thinking about it constantly. Has anyone else had something like this spark during a trip with their adult child? The closeness makes it feel both wrong and right at the same time.