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Subject: i n c e s t story: "MY SON'S MIRROR" 4417
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Date: Thu, 01 Feb 2007 07:17:20 +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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