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Subject: Title story: "MY SON'S MIRROR" Author: Incest Mom 60752231
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Date: Tue, 29 Nov 2005 08:02:51 +0000
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MY SON'S MIRROR I was doing laundry, and I passed by my son's room on the way
down the hall. I started to open his door, and then realized that it was open
just a small bit of the way. I was going to kick it open, carrying a load of
clothes in my arms, when I noticed that I could see him in the mirror. He was
naked, his cock rock-hard as he stroked his fingers slowly up and down it. I
decided to pass on by, but then stopped. I looked back at my son, looking at his
hard cock in the mirror, his fine, muscular butt, and his strong, sturdy legs.
My, I thought, my son in a very handsome man. I could feel a tingling inside me,
a definite excitement building. I stood there, actually yearning for my son's
body. I was shocked at my own feelings, and walked on down the hall. I put the
clothes in a basket, and crept quietly back down the hall to my son's door. I
looked through the crack in the door. He still stood there, stroking himself
very slowly, watching himself in the mirror. He cupped his balls with one hand
while he pulled upward on his stiff cock. I could see his cock in the mirror,
but I could also see his ass straight-on. His ass muscles slowly tightened and
relaxed. I reached into my pants and moved my fingers over my pussy. I was wet
from watching my son. I could see his legs begin to move, and I saw his stroking
speed up a little. He was going to cum soon, I thought. In my haste to get good
access to my pussy, my elbow bumped the door, moving it inward about a foot. The
noise and the movement caught Roger's attention, and he whirled and looked
straight at me. "Mom! What are you ---" He didn't finish his sentence. He saw my
hand in my pants, and could see my hand moving beneath the fabric. He tried to
cover himself, moving both hands in front of his hard cock, but it was too big.
I reached down and unsnapped my pants. My son watched wide-eyed as I slithered
out of my pants. I let him see my hairy pussy I wasn't wearing any panties. I
lifted one leg and pulled my jeans off, then lifted the other, letting him get a
good look at my hairy pussy lips. His eyes widened as I spread my legs as I
lifted them. "Mom, you're naked," he said, his voice thick and choked. I
unbuttoned my blouse, and he began stroking his cock again, and then I tossed my
blouse on the hallway floor. Then, I reached up and undid my bra. His eyes
widened and he licked his lips when he looked at my tits. I walked toward him
and stood beside him, looking in the mirror. He turned and looked in the mirror.
I reached over and touched the tip of his cock as I watched us in the mirror,
and he moved a hand to my tits. I could feel his fingers moving across my hard,
brown nipples. I was thrilled watching my son pinch my nipples in the mirror.
The sight of it really turned me on. I bent over to him and kissed his chest,
moving my tongue to his nipples, then slowly moving down to his stomach with my
wet tongue, leaving a trail of saliva all the way down his midsection. My cheek
bumped into his stiff prick. I could feel the precum on the tip of his cock as
it was wiped across my cheek. I turned my head and took his cock into my mouth,
all the way, straight to the back of my throat. I loved the feel of his cock in
my mouth, the taste of the precum salty and tangy. I could feel his hard cock
throb in my mouth, could feel the spongy head of it pressed against the roof of
my mouth. I sucked it farther into my mouth, tasting the precum at the back of
my throat. I moved my tongue under the head of it, pressing the area right where
the head met the rest of his hard cock. I could hear his hard breathing, and a
slight moan escape his lips. Rolling my eyes, I looked in the mirror, and what I
saw was a real thrill. I had my son's cock all the way in my mouth, my chin
against his balls. I slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, running my tongue
around and around it as I slowly let up on it. I let go of it completely, and it
shot up and slapped him in the belly. I ran my tongue along the shaft, down to
his balls. I reached with one hand and began fingering my pussy, running a
finger gently across my clitoris. Watching in the mirror, I started licking his
balls. I took one into my mouth, sucking on it gently, running my tongue across
the hairy orb. Then, I gave the other one the same treatment. I loved the feel,
the taste of my son's balls in my mouth. Reluctantly, I let go and stood up.
Turning sideways in front of the mirror, I bent over, shoving my ass high in the
air. He got the idea. He moved behind me and inserted his cock into my wet cunt,
sliding it right into my cunt, slapping his hips against mine, thrusting as he
watched himself fuck me in his mirror. The sight was too much for me. I began
trembling, feeling his stiff prick inside me, and I came. I could feel his cock
moving in and out of me insistently, and it suddenly began jerking, throbbing
inside me, and my insides were filled with his cum as he moaned, "Mom, you've
got one hot ass.." He pulled out of me, stroking his cock, letting the last few
loads of cum shoot across my ass cheeks. Then, I stood. We looked in the mirror
together, and he smiled. I was immensely turned on, looking at his cock, still
straight, still throbbing, standing beside me in his mirror. "That's what I was
fantasizing about, just now." "Me too," I said. --- Darlene P., Austin, TX
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