A son and mother look at their relationship from their own perspective. The story of how a mother and son’s relationship develops and changes from mere maternal love to full sexual love is complicated. It doesn’t happen overnight and it often takes years. That’s why the story is long. In this, we look at the relationship from both the mum’s and son’s perspectives and witness their doubts and fears, their aspirations and desires. The son. I suppose it was akin to letting Dracula into a blood bank, a cat into a fish shop or giving a pyromaniac a box of […]
When I was 12 my auntie and I were struck with tragedy. My uncle died of a heart attack at the age of just 32. It was a really difficult time but I guess it brought my auntie and I closer together. I started giving her a lot of hugs and began sleeping in her bed to keep her company. This was all perfectly innocent and we were just supporting each other. However, being in that situation meant that we saw each other naked as we got changed in the same room. She hadn’t seen me naked for a while […]
Why do I love older women? Well, I generally feel pretty insecure about myself, and I never felt special until the Getters moved in next door and Mrs Getter asked me to watch the children for them. I’m eighteen and what do I know about things like swinging and swapping, but I found it out first-hand when she and her old man came home a little drunk earlier this evening. I get up to leave and Mr. Getter starts to pay me, but then he winks at his wife and puts his wallet away and looks me over.They exchange a […]
It all started when I was 13….. My ma and pops got divorced that year. During the break-up they sent me off to Grandma’s for a while. Gram was widowed at a young age and loved having the company. At this time she was not much older than 50 and carried along a plump figure. 5’4 give or take with a huge set of natural tits and an ass you could set your coffee mug on. To cope with my parents’ divorce I had been stealing my pops’ pornos and experimenting with masturbation. About 3 hours after stepping in my […]
Our State Fair recently took place and I was surprised at what took place. While looking at all of the booths and activities, I saw a motorhome that had a big sign on it that said “Prostate Cancer”. Being a male in college, I was curious about it. I was greeted by a woman who gave me some literature and told me I could get a free blood test and exam if I filled out a questionnaire. The questionnaire was very easy to fill out, and it asked me a lot of questions about going to the bathroom at night. […]
Prologue I well remember the first occasion I was exposed to the sexual drives of the human female. I was just a young teenager at the time. My parents lived for the most part abroad and during the school holidays and I was often left with friends or relations kind enough to let me share their home. On this particular occasion I found myself ensconced in the local college halls of residence – deserted for the most part by the usual student occupants because of the summer holidays. Obviously my parents had found it more of a challenge than usual […]
Chapter 3 I awoke to the sounds of whispering and suppressed giggling. It took me a while to figure out where I was and, with what I had already gone through, I half expected to find myself tied naked to a bed. But this time I was mistaken. I lay curled up on Julia’s bedspread with one of her towels wrapped around my waist. Julia Horney, the medical centre receptionist stood looking into my face with a mischievous smile and a gleam in her eyes. “Hello Tommy” she said. Something about her voice and demeanour gave me a very uneasy […]
Hi my name is Mark. I was fourteen years old when I was busted by my sister for sniffing a pair of her worn undergarments. According to Megan I was a huge pervert, and I really can’t dispute her assumptions in this matter nor of the morality factor of being so attracted to a family member. Being an average guy my age I was constantly jerking off every chance I had. One day when I was around thirteen I found a pair of Meg’s panties on the bathroom floor. They were silky and soft, and when I brought them to […]
I think I learned at an early age that silky things like women’s panties, nylons, and slips were a great tool for masturbating. The feel of the silky undergarments against the head of my penis made it throb, and would make me blow huge loads of sperm all over them. But it wasn’t until I reached about my 30’s when I found a new thing to do with them that made me orgasm like I had never done before. It all started when I moved in with an old girlfriend into a house that her and her mother lived in. […]
I was lucky I got a job, but it was in the city, 400 mile from the little bush town where we lived. Still, it would be a welcome break. We, I mean my wife and I lived with her Mother since we were married. This wasn’t a bad thing, except for one aspect, her Mother was not accepting of her daughter’s wanton abandon the bedroom. When we where first married, she walked in on us several times while we were having sex. I didn’t mind, in fact it was a bit of a turn on for me; having my […]
My story happened just last summer. It was a summer I will never forget in my entire life. I had just turned 17 recently and was looking to buy a new car. The one I had been driving for a year now was broken down, and always needed some kind of repairs. So I looked around, and wanted to buy a new Jeep Wrangler. The only problem was I would have to make the payments, so that meant I had to get a steady job. I got a job at a local pizza place. The work was easy and the […]
Kara, wasn’t exactly my mother-in-law since my girlfriend, Anne, and I weren’t married at the time, but we lived together and had a child together, so for all practical purposes Kara was my MIL. Anne was from a large family with 8 siblings, including two younger sisters, 12yo and 16yo, and one younger brother, 17yo. Two of her older sisters and one older brother had children of their own, and the remaining brother was single. Her mother was in her early 50’s and had been widowed for about four years. Anne grew up very Catholic in a small midwestern farm […]
