The "Brand New and Improved" incest thread

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Hi dirty son here 27, m Arkansas. Looking for a mom that I can cum for and role play with. I have skype and Wickr, ask for my name and tell me how nasty of a mommy you can be! I travel all over central Missouri and Kansas if a mom wants to call me her son and let me get mommy in real life
 
If he won't ...

I wouldn't mind having sex with my dad if he wanted but I know it will never happen. He is too much of a boy scout, but kind of cute and sexy for an older man. I can't imagine he's getting any from my bitch of a mom. I hope he's gettting it somewhere. Who knows, maybe he's on Lit, lol.

.. I'd volunteer to help out (like a Boy Scout but obviously not one! :devil:)

Why don't you actually have a conversation with him about it?
 
I think I may have shared parts of this earlier, but thought I'd reflect back on some of my more memorable experiences. Memory is a little faded, so there is some creative license at play, but the basics of the story are factual. For me, it was with my stepsisters, one my same age (Susie) and one 2 years younger (Sammy) - not their real names.

I never really got along with Susie, I was a total loner/nerd and she was part of the stoner crowd. We used to fight and argue a lot over the stupidest things, particularly when it came to tv or who got to sit in the front seat of the car, to whatever. One afternoon after school, she came down to the basement where the tv room was and plopped on the lounge chair and then called her friend, talking while I was trying to watch whatever nonsense show. I got angry and went over and clicked the phone lever (I don't even remember what they were called!) and she of course got pissed that I disconnected her call. She started yelling and then pushed me and I tripped over the ottoman. She jumped on top of me and we started to wrestle. It didn't take long for me to flip her off me and pin her down. We were both panting and of course my cock was rock hard from all the close contact. I just jumped off her and back on to the couch and she left. I went into the bathroom and immediately masturbated.

The next afternoon, I was in my normal position, sitting on the couch, when she came down and started talking. Soon we were wrestling again. This went on for several days, her almost intentionally baiting me to argue and wrestle. I masturbating after each fight. After about 4 or 5 days of wrestling in anger, she came down again, only this time rather than getting me angry she says she was practicing and learning some moves. So we moved the furniture and started to wrestle. The next day, same thing - only this time she is wearing shorts and a tight tee shirt, and no bra, which I notice immediately. Though not unusual in those days.

We go at it, wrestling, and I can't help but rub my hands along her breasts, grab her ass, and she is doing the same to me, constantly her hand ends up on my cock. Soon I have her pinned down on her stomach and I can't help but start rubbing my cock along her ass and then with one hand reach underneath her and grab one of her breasts. She leans up allowing me free access. Nothing is said. Soon I let her go and she leaves.

over the next week, our wrestling matches get more and more daring, I wearing loose shorts with no briefs on allowing her to hold my cock, she going braless and pantyless as well. We never spoke about it and nothing more than lots of feeling ever happened. While she wasn't the first girl's breasts I had felt, she was the first pussy I rubbed and of course the extended periods of playing with her breasts was out of this world.

When the school year came to an end, I moved back with my mother and our wrestling days ended. Fond memories of lots of fondling. Never led to anything more than that, though who knows what would have happened had I continued living with them...
 
I think I may have shared parts of this earlier, but thought I'd reflect back on some of my more memorable experiences. Memory is a little faded, so there is some creative license at play, but the basics of the story are factual. For me, it was with my stepsisters, one my same age (Susie) and one 2 years younger (Sammy) - not their real names.

I never really got along with Susie, I was a total loner/nerd and she was part of the stoner crowd. We used to fight and argue a lot over the stupidest things, particularly when it came to tv or who got to sit in the front seat of the car, to whatever. One afternoon after school, she came down to the basement where the tv room was and plopped on the lounge chair and then called her friend, talking while I was trying to watch whatever nonsense show. I got angry and went over and clicked the phone lever (I don't even remember what they were called!) and she of course got pissed that I disconnected her call. She started yelling and then pushed me and I tripped over the ottoman. She jumped on top of me and we started to wrestle. It didn't take long for me to flip her off me and pin her down. We were both panting and of course my cock was rock hard from all the close contact. I just jumped off her and back on to the couch and she left. I went into the bathroom and immediately masturbated.

The next afternoon, I was in my normal position, sitting on the couch, when she came down and started talking. Soon we were wrestling again. This went on for several days, her almost intentionally baiting me to argue and wrestle. I masturbating after each fight. After about 4 or 5 days of wrestling in anger, she came down again, only this time rather than getting me angry she says she was practicing and learning some moves. So we moved the furniture and started to wrestle. The next day, same thing - only this time she is wearing shorts and a tight tee shirt, and no bra, which I notice immediately. Though not unusual in those days.

We go at it, wrestling, and I can't help but rub my hands along her breasts, grab her ass, and she is doing the same to me, constantly her hand ends up on my cock. Soon I have her pinned down on her stomach and I can't help but start rubbing my cock along her ass and then with one hand reach underneath her and grab one of her breasts. She leans up allowing me free access. Nothing is said. Soon I let her go and she leaves.

over the next week, our wrestling matches get more and more daring, I wearing loose shorts with no briefs on allowing her to hold my cock, she going braless and pantyless as well. We never spoke about it and nothing more than lots of feeling ever happened. While she wasn't the first girl's breasts I had felt, she was the first pussy I rubbed and of course the extended periods of playing with her breasts was out of this world.

When the school year came to an end, I moved back with my mother and our wrestling days ended. Fond memories of lots of fondling. Never led to anything more than that, though who knows what would have happened had I continued living with them...

awesome....I liked it. Any more?
 
I was going to chicken out. My story seems so improbable imo, but anyway Ive had a few wines with a girlfriend and she has ecouraged me to write on.

I guess I was always "in love" with my Dad, in a way. He was my ideal of a perfect man, tall, attractive, cultured, polite. As long as I can remember, I used to dream about being married to him. It wasn't really a sexual thing, just the dreams of a young girl... I was pretty immature both psychologically and physically. I wasn't a virgin, I knew how to suck cock and had had sex maybe 3 or 4 times.

The day after my 21st birthday party,my parents had obviously had a massive split and my mother started sleeping in our guest house. They refused to talk to each other.

My older brother's bedroom was next to mine, and because I wasn't sleeping very well, I would hear him sneaking out of his room and coming back a couple of hours later.

Eventually, I traced his movements to the guest room where my mother was. There was massive fiddlewood tree right outside her bedroom window, so the curtains were never closed; I was able to spy on them without being seen.

They were doing things I'm not really prepared to say, but they were having sex, sex in a way I had never seen before. I was shocked, naturally, but I was turned on too; my brother was a good looking guy. But it was also the first time I had sexual feelings for another woman. My mother's breasts were quite large, in contrast to mine. I wanted to be with them.

I watched them several nights, but never said anything.

One night as I was sneaking back to my own room, I heard some noises from my Dad's bedroom. Worried if he was okay I opened the door to ask if he was alright. I was mwt wirh the sight if him masterbating to porn. It was back in the days of VHS and no remote, so he had no chance to switch it off quickly.

I was shocked my perfect man was seemingly perverted, but with what I saw my mother and brother doing, I didn't recoil. Instead I asked what he was doing. With the tape still playing and his erection still full on, he explained that he was sexually frustrated because of their separation.

At that point I did something totally crazy. Jealous of what was happening, wiirhmy mother and brother, and essentially in love with my Dad, I said that he should not have to do this alone. Without another word said, I took his penis in my mouth and sucked him to completion.

Afterwards, we talked about Mum, how her affair with my brother was the cause of the split and how he knew that jer father was having sex with her.

That first night he never touched me, but as each night progressed, he gradually touched and undressed me more. One night, about two weeks later, he went down on me and made me orgasm.

Later that night, after I went back to my room, maybe 3 or 4 am, he came into my room, us both knowing what was about to happen. I opened my legs and without a word, my Dad fucked me for the first time.

It was perfect, I orgasmed at almost the same time as he came into me (at this stage he had had a vasectomy).

The next morning, what happened many might think of as kinky. Well I guess it was but not really for us.

I guess I'm ready to divulge more of my story. There is a pee play aspect that is probably not everyone's cup of tea, so will leave that out. Happy to chat about that via pm, so long as I don't get inundated.

After to first fuck, I slept in my father's bed every night. He loved to have porn on and had an extensive collection of VHS tapes of all sorts of genres, so I got used to seeing all sorts of kinky stuff. I took it that it was was expected of me and went along with anything really.

We started talking about my mother and what they used to do together. I found out they swung with three other couples that they emigrated with and that my mom was bisexual. At that stage I want sure if I was, but had had a couple of experiences with an ex boyfriend when stoned, but that was it. I also found out she was a sub, which really tied in to what I watched with my brother and her.

Anyway, I pointed out it was a bit hypocritical to still be mad at mom because we were doing the very same thing and now that my brother had moved our, she was just miserable

(To be continued):heart:
 
I’m writing a story now about what I would like to happen between me and my grandmother
At last ,someone interested in grandma's.
I love chatting about older women, no upper age limit !
Had my times, 54 year old, 75, 84 , and 93, my grandma, from when she was 60.
Also into pee fun.
 
I feel like such a pervert... I like average vanilla sex between attractive, sexually virile man/woman *so weird*
 
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that's a bold confession! Is it allowed by Lit's posting guidelines??? :rolleyes:

Even if its not against the rules, its still pretty extreme and I don't think it should be tolerated here. I think we should all block her.
 
I had a Girls Day Out with my mother this weekend, lots public teasing and petting when no one was looking, a little fun in a changing room, a lot more fun in the car, and then a night of staying at my parents house and making up for lost time until we were both exhausted, followed by an incredibly long and kinky shower on Sunday morning (And kind of pissed some people off by using every last drop of hot water!)
 
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