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Subject: incest story: "MY SON'S MIRROR" {Fm, inc} 980101
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Date: Tue, 09 Jun 2009 19:40:32 +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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