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Ever thought/dreamed of having sex with a family member ?

  • Mother

    Votes: 202 27.0%

  • Father

    Votes: 51 6.8%

  • Brother

    Votes: 55 7.4%

  • Sister

    Votes: 226 30.3%

  • Daughter (Legal Age)

    Votes: 127 17.0%

  • Son (legal Age)

    Votes: 23 3.1%

  • Cousin / Aunt /Uncle

    Votes: 331 44.3%

  • No never but enjoy the themed porn

    Votes: 147 19.7%

  • No never

    Votes: 40 5.4%
  • Total voters
    747
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My mother's love

I watched my mother as she fingered the thin plastic. It was my fault entirely, I very carefully separate my pvc underwear from all my other clothes before putting them in the washing basket…but this pair seemed to have got through. It's something I had kept secret from her...until now.

I felt slightly embarrassed as I saw her first hold them up in front of her, a confused look on her face, then I could see she realised these were men’s briefs - the large pouch at the front made it clear. I expected her to put them to one side but she held them, feeling the black plastic between finger and thumb, tracing the elastic edges and seriously enjoying the experience. I remained partially hidden so as not to be seen.

I quickly walked away and went into the living room, my jeans were tighter than before and I realised it was quite an erotic experience for me, but I felt a slight sense of revoltion with myself..

Our ‘different’ relationship started a few weeks ago with this simple error on my part and for a full week I didn’t realise how much it had affected my mother - and me, until one morning I was looking through my underwear drawer ready to get dressed when my mother walked in without knocking, something she has never done. I noticed she was looking at me intently, watching what I was doing. ‘You know, I found these in the wash basket a few days ago.’ she said nervously, holding up my pvc underwear. 'I washed them by hand.' ‘I know, I have to admit I was watching you when you found them.’ I am not sure why I said this as I felt the hot rush of blood infuse my cheeks. She kept looking at me for some time then said, ‘Can I ask you something?’ she said. ‘Can you put them on so I can see how they look?’ I was a little nervous about this so I answered ‘Can I wear them under my clothes first and then show you, I feel a bit exposed just wearing them standing in front of you?’ She nodded, smiled and left the room.

I walked over to the door and locked it while I dressed, the pvc briefs were pulled on under my jeans and t-shirt, hiking them up high around my waist as they should be, I felt slightly shaky but quite excited.

My mother was sitting on her bed, I saw her as I walked past her room so went in. ‘Are you wearing them?’ she asked me, her face and neck was red. ‘Yes, would you like to see them now?’ 'Oh, yes please, I have to admit to finding them very sexy…the way they looked and felt.’

I had never seen this look on my mother's face, the flushed cheeks, her lips seemed fuller and her eyes glassy.

I walked over to my mother and stood in front of her, I could see her eyes drop down to the bulge below my belt. 'You were always a 'big boy' even when you were very small.' Her eyes met mine as she looked up.

I lifted my t-shirt up and showed her the black shiny band poking out just above my jeans, she raised her hand and ran her fingertip along it. ‘Can I see all of them?’ I didn’t answer but just unbuckled my belt, unzipped my jeans and wriggled out of their tightness. They slowly slid down my thighs and I felt my mother’s gaze fix on the bulging black shiny triangle cupping my sex.

'I think we need to remove these jeans, don't you?' She stood up and gently pushed me down on the bed, I lay there as she lifted my legs and pulled the denim off each leg and off over my feet. She looked down at the shiny fabric separating my thighs as my legs parted and sat me up. I instinctively put my arms up so she could pull my t-shirt off over my head. ‘You have a wonderful body, I would love it if we could cuddle, I’ve been very lonely since your father left?’ My mother lay down on the bed with me and I felt her hands move around my back, slide down over my pvc clad bottom and onto my thigh…she pushed my legs open and I felt her fingernails gig into the plastic hiding my balls, grazing them with their sharpness. I was growing and feeling quite uncomfortable, it should feel wrong but was so exciting. She slid her hand between my thighs and cupped me, gently squeezed my balls and I felt my thighs opening even more.
 
Nicely written

onegative said:
I watched my mother as she fingered the thin plastic. It was my fault entirely, I very carefully separate my pvc underwear from all my other clothes before putting them in the washing basket…but this pair seemed to have got through. It's something I had kept secret from her...until now.

I felt slightly embarrassed as I saw her first hold them up in front of her, a confused look on her face, then I could see she realised these were men’s briefs - the large pouch at the front made it clear. I expected her to put them to one side but she held them, feeling the black plastic between finger and thumb, tracing the elastic edges and seriously enjoying the experience. I remained partially hidden so as not to be seen.

I quickly walked away and went into the living room, my jeans were tighter than before and I realised it was quite an erotic experience for me, but I felt a slight sense of revoltion with myself..

Our ‘different’ relationship started a few weeks ago with this simple error on my part and for a full week I didn’t realise how much it had affected my mother - and me, until one morning I was looking through my underwear drawer ready to get dressed when my mother walked in without knocking, something she has never done. I noticed she was looking at me intently, watching what I was doing. ‘You know, I found these in the wash basket a few days ago.’ she said nervously, holding up my pvc underwear. 'I washed them by hand.' ‘I know, I have to admit I was watching you when you found them.’ I am not sure why I said this as I felt the hot rush of blood infuse my cheeks. She kept looking at me for some time then said, ‘Can I ask you something?’ she said. ‘Can you put them on so I can see how they look?’ I was a little nervous about this so I answered ‘Can I wear them under my clothes first and then show you, I feel a bit exposed just wearing them standing in front of you?’ She nodded, smiled and left the room.

I walked over to the door and locked it while I dressed, the pvc briefs were pulled on under my jeans and t-shirt, hiking them up high around my waist as they should be, I felt slightly shaky but quite excited.

My mother was sitting on her bed, I saw her as I walked past her room so went in. ‘Are you wearing them?’ she asked me, her face and neck was red. ‘Yes, would you like to see them now?’ 'Oh, yes please, I have to admit to finding them very sexy…the way they looked and felt.’

I had never seen this look on my mother's face, the flushed cheeks, her lips seemed fuller and her eyes glassy.

I walked over to my mother and stood in front of her, I could see her eyes drop down to the bulge below my belt. 'You were always a 'big boy' even when you were very small.' Her eyes met mine as she looked up.

I lifted my t-shirt up and showed her the black shiny band poking out just above my jeans, she raised her hand and ran her fingertip along it. ‘Can I see all of them?’ I didn’t answer but just unbuckled my belt, unzipped my jeans and wriggled out of their tightness. They slowly slid down my thighs and I felt my mother’s gaze fix on the bulging black shiny triangle cupping my sex.

'I think we need to remove these jeans, don't you?' She stood up and gently pushed me down on the bed, I lay there as she lifted my legs and pulled the denim off each leg and off over my feet. She looked down at the shiny fabric separating my thighs as my legs parted and sat me up. I instinctively put my arms up so she could pull my t-shirt off over my head. ‘You have a wonderful body, I would love it if we could cuddle, I’ve been very lonely since your father left?’ My mother lay down on the bed with me and I felt her hands move around my back, slide down over my pvc clad bottom and onto my thigh…she pushed my legs open and I felt her fingernails gig into the plastic hiding my balls, grazing them with their sharpness. I was growing and feeling quite uncomfortable, it should feel wrong but was so exciting. She slid her hand between my thighs and cupped me, gently squeezed my balls and I felt my thighs opening even more.
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onegative said:
I watched my mother as she fingered the thin plastic. It was my fault entirely, I very carefully separate my pvc underwear from all my other clothes before putting them in the washing basket…but this pair seemed to have got through. It's something I had kept secret from her...until now.

I felt slightly embarrassed as I saw her first hold them up in front of her, a confused look on her face, then I could see she realised these were men’s briefs - the large pouch at the front made it clear. I expected her to put them to one side but she held them, feeling the black plastic between finger and thumb, tracing the elastic edges and seriously enjoying the experience. I remained partially hidden so as not to be seen.

I quickly walked away and went into the living room, my jeans were tighter than before and I realised it was quite an erotic experience for me, but I felt a slight sense of revoltion with myself..

Our ‘different’ relationship started a few weeks ago with this simple error on my part and for a full week I didn’t realise how much it had affected my mother - and me, until one morning I was looking through my underwear drawer ready to get dressed when my mother walked in without knocking, something she has never done. I noticed she was looking at me intently, watching what I was doing. ‘You know, I found these in the wash basket a few days ago.’ she said nervously, holding up my pvc underwear. 'I washed them by hand.' ‘I know, I have to admit I was watching you when you found them.’ I am not sure why I said this as I felt the hot rush of blood infuse my cheeks. She kept looking at me for some time then said, ‘Can I ask you something?’ she said. ‘Can you put them on so I can see how they look?’ I was a little nervous about this so I answered ‘Can I wear them under my clothes first and then show you, I feel a bit exposed just wearing them standing in front of you?’ She nodded, smiled and left the room.

I walked over to the door and locked it while I dressed, the pvc briefs were pulled on under my jeans and t-shirt, hiking them up high around my waist as they should be, I felt slightly shaky but quite excited.

My mother was sitting on her bed, I saw her as I walked past her room so went in. ‘Are you wearing them?’ she asked me, her face and neck was red. ‘Yes, would you like to see them now?’ 'Oh, yes please, I have to admit to finding them very sexy…the way they looked and felt.’

I had never seen this look on my mother's face, the flushed cheeks, her lips seemed fuller and her eyes glassy.

I walked over to my mother and stood in front of her, I could see her eyes drop down to the bulge below my belt. 'You were always a 'big boy' even when you were very small.' Her eyes met mine as she looked up.

I lifted my t-shirt up and showed her the black shiny band poking out just above my jeans, she raised her hand and ran her fingertip along it. ‘Can I see all of them?’ I didn’t answer but just unbuckled my belt, unzipped my jeans and wriggled out of their tightness. They slowly slid down my thighs and I felt my mother’s gaze fix on the bulging black shiny triangle cupping my sex.

'I think we need to remove these jeans, don't you?' She stood up and gently pushed me down on the bed, I lay there as she lifted my legs and pulled the denim off each leg and off over my feet. She looked down at the shiny fabric separating my thighs as my legs parted and sat me up. I instinctively put my arms up so she could pull my t-shirt off over my head. ‘You have a wonderful body, I would love it if we could cuddle, I’ve been very lonely since your father left?’ My mother lay down on the bed with me and I felt her hands move around my back, slide down over my pvc clad bottom and onto my thigh…she pushed my legs open and I felt her fingernails gig into the plastic hiding my balls, grazing them with their sharpness. I was growing and feeling quite uncomfortable, it should feel wrong but was so exciting. She slid her hand between my thighs and cupped me, gently squeezed my balls and I felt my thighs opening even more.
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That's sexy. Is there more to it?
 
Where are all the incest loving women on Literotica?

Where are all the incest loving women on Literotica? I would love to hear from you!
 
We're a couple in India, both in the early 40s. Both of us have experience of bro-sis incest, and were wondering who else has such stories to share with us. Feel free to PM if you do.

D&P
 
Curiouscouple42 said:
We're a couple in India, both in the early 40s. Both of us have experience of bro-sis incest, and were wondering who else has such stories to share with us. Feel free to PM if you do.

D&P
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I'm curious how you found each other...few people talk about it. Did you know about your partner's past before you married?
 
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