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Subject: Title story: "A LESSON FOR MY SON" Author: TABOO MOM 77459834
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Date: Sat, 10 Jun 2006 16:44:35 +0000
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A LESSON FOR MY SON Looking at my son, as he stepped out of the bathroom wearing
a towel, turned me on. I had thought for the longest time that my secret was
horrible, that there was something wrong with me. I bought several magazines,
wherein people wrote letters that dealt with the same issue I had going on in my
life. I was up late one night, fantasizing about my son, James. I was reading a
really hot letter written by a mother who had actually had sex with her son.
Just the tone of the letter was really turning me on, and scenes of the tale
told in the little magazine invaded my sleep, which was full of dreams of a
young man, licking, sucking, and fondling his mother. When I awoke the next
morning, I heard James in the shower. I went into the kitchen to start a pot of
coffee and breakfast. I carried the little digest magazine with me, and after
the coffee brewed, I sat at the table and re-read the letter. I thumbed through
the magazine again, looking for other articles about sex between aunts and
nephews, mothers and sons, grandmothers and grandsons --- any older female
relative with a younger male relative. I found another one, written from the
point of view of a son. I read it eagerly, and when I heard the bathroom door
open and close, I went and jumped in the shower. James was in his room getting
dressed. I took the shower mainly just to relieve my tensions by playing with
myself. There were others like me, and their stories were so erotically intense,
I couldn't even finish the one written by the nephew. I had to masturbate. I
turned off the shower, after making all kinds of noises when I came, a
resounding orgasm that didn't stop with one. It just continued and continued. I
dried myself and threw on a short bath robe. I went back in the kitchen. James
was sitting at the table, engrossed in the magazine, reading the story written
by the son. He looked up when he heard me, and his face reddened. He closed the
magazine and pushed it away from him quickly, as if not wanting me to know that
he had been reading it. "Ready for breakfast?" I asked, eyeing the magazine on
the table. He nodded. "Just coffee and toast would be nice." His voice sounded
like a far away mumble, and he cleared his throat, at the same time squirming in
his chair. The story had obviously made him excited. I decided that the only
thing to do was open the subject. As I turned to pour a cup of coffee for James,
I said, "I see you've been reading my magazine." He answered too quickly. "Just
thumbing through it, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was yours." That was a silly
statement. There was no one else in the house except the two of us. I shrugged.
"No problem. You can finish the story you were reading." I turned to him and put
the coffee on the table, standing very close to him. "You would think," he said,
trying to sound nonchalant, "that if a person had that kind of fantasy, they
would let the other person know about it, rather than writing about it." I
smiled, glad for the opportunity to talk about it. "How would you let them know?
You can't just walk up to your nephew or aunt or mother or son, and say, 'Hey,
let's fuck!'" He didn't look at my face. He looked at my robe. "You could do it
this way," he said. He reached up and, with shaking hands, undid the tie to my
robe. It fell open, revealing my pubic bush and the cleavage of my tits.
Carefully, he pulled it open wider, then slipped it off my shoulders. He leaned
toward me and stuck his tongue in my navel. Then, he moved his lips up and down
my belly, slowly, moving farther down each time, closer to my hot pussy. The
feeling of his lips against my skin thrilled me, sending feelings through me I
hadn't felt in a long time. Then, just before he reached my hairy bush, he moved
his lips back up to my navel. "Oh, my god," I whispered. He stuck out his tongue
and moved it slowly up to my breasts, licking, moving in circles. His tongue
touched one of my nipples as he moved one ...
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