Incest subtleties

[CurtGiles46]

I think the subtleties of incest are hot. Like certain intimate behaviors occur between family members, but they are ignored or denied by both individuals as being incestual. Or it is consented to by both sides but there’s no further discussion of it.

For example, my mother worked as a nurse so she had an automatic reason to inspect my body for health concerns.

When I was 18-21, I had purple stress marks on my lower back. Mom monitored these for improvement or whether they were getting worse.

But this meant that me and her would often spend time alone together at night after my father had gone to bed.

When mom would inspect my back, I would have to lift up my shirt. Where it felt incesty was when she’d caress areas not relevant to the health issue. She’d slowly run her fingernails across my ribs. She would sometimes even ask me, “Does it feel good when I do that?” I would say yes.

I remember another time she was inspecting a mysterious bump on my stomach. She ran her fingers down my chest hair and even played with the hair with her fingers. Her fingers on my chest felt so good that I leaned back into her arms in near ecstasy. Then I hugged her as if to thank her for giving me this pleasure.

Had our interaction crossed over into incest? Probably, but both of us were consenting adults.

 

[barefootgirl69]

By definition, I wouldn't say it's incest (actual intercourse).

 

[live4thebj]

I think the subtleties of incest are hot. Like certain intimate behaviors occur between family members, but they are ignored or denied by both individuals as being incestual. Or it is consented to by both sides but there’s no further discussion of it.

For example, my mother worked as a nurse so she had an automatic reason to inspect my body for health concerns.

When I was 18-21, I had purple stress marks on my lower back. Mom monitored these for improvement or whether they were getting worse.

But this meant that me and her would often spend time alone together at night after my father had gone to bed.

When mom would inspect my back, I would have to lift up my shirt. Where it felt incesty was when she’d caress areas not relevant to the health issue. She’d slowly run her fingernails across my ribs. She would sometimes even ask me, “Does it feel good when I do that?” I would say yes.

I remember another time she was inspecting a mysterious bump on my stomach. She ran her fingers down my chest hair and even played with the hair with her fingers. Her fingers on my chest felt so good that I leaned back into her arms in near ecstasy. Then I hugged her as if to thank her for giving me this pleasure.

Had our interaction crossed over into incest? Probably, but both of us were consenting adults.

Not incest till you have sex. Sorry!

 

[tim33]

I think the subtleties of incest are hot. Like certain intimate behaviors occur between family members, but they are ignored or denied by both individuals as being incestual. Or it is consented to by both sides but there’s no further discussion of it.

For example, my mother worked as a nurse so she had an automatic reason to inspect my body for health concerns.

When I was 18-21, I had purple stress marks on my lower back. Mom monitored these for improvement or whether they were getting worse.

But this meant that me and her would often spend time alone together at night after my father had gone to bed.

When mom would inspect my back, I would have to lift up my shirt. Where it felt incesty was when she’d caress areas not relevant to the health issue. She’d slowly run her fingernails across my ribs. She would sometimes even ask me, “Does it feel good when I do that?” I would say yes.

I remember another time she was inspecting a mysterious bump on my stomach. She ran her fingers down my chest hair and even played with the hair with her fingers. Her fingers on my chest felt so good that I leaned back into her arms in near ecstasy. Then I hugged her as if to thank her for giving me this pleasure.

Had our interaction crossed over into incest? Probably, but both of us were consenting adults.

Its a pity you didn't do it.

 

[SAILOR954]

Not actual incest, but,,,,,

Look let’s face it. It’s all in the head. If she was having sexual thoughts about you, then it was headed in that direction.

The point being that until she acts on those desires, her thoughts could be anything.

A interesting question though.

S-

 

[Tayloroc]

Its a pity you didn't do it.

Oh my..

 

[Tayloroc]

Its a pity you didn't do it.

True!

 

[Katch123]

I think the subtleties of incest are hot. Like certain intimate behaviors occur between family members, but they are ignored or denied by both individuals as being incestual. Or it is consented to by both sides but there’s no further discussion of it.

For example, my mother worked as a nurse so she had an automatic reason to inspect my body for health concerns.

When I was 18-21, I had purple stress marks on my lower back. Mom monitored these for improvement or whether they were getting worse.

But this meant that me and her would often spend time alone together at night after my father had gone to bed.

When mom would inspect my back, I would have to lift up my shirt. Where it felt incesty was when she’d caress areas not relevant to the health issue. She’d slowly run her fingernails across my ribs. She would sometimes even ask me, “Does it feel good when I do that?” I would say yes.

I remember another time she was inspecting a mysterious bump on my stomach. She ran her fingers down my chest hair and even played with the hair with her fingers. Her fingers on my chest felt so good that I leaned back into her arms in near ecstasy. Then I hugged her as if to thank her for giving me this pleasure.

Had our interaction crossed over into incest? Probably, but both of us were consenting adults.

"But this meant that me and her would often spend time alone together at night after my father had gone to bed."

"When mom would inspect my back, I would have to lift up my shirt. Where it felt incesty was when she’d caress areas not relevant to the health issue. She’d slowly run her fingernails across my ribs. She would sometimes even ask me, “Does it feel good when I do that?” "


First thoughts about the quoted text above.
1) Why did it have to wait until father went to sleep?
2) She was already caressing areas not related to your back. Then run her fingernails accross your ribs and ask if it feels good?

From the outside it looks like she was either toying with you or she was trying to arouse you,JMO. The $64 question, was it because she already had or was having sexual thoughts about you durring "her inspections" ?

Personal ref.
My step mother insisted on giving me a front and back massage whenever I did yard work. I enjoyed it but it didn't make sence until we had sex for the first time, she confessed. Lmao

 

[Katch123]

Bump

 

[AfternoonStu]

On the issue of Moms, I would love to know how many Moms ( say by percentage) look at their of-age sons and have some degree of desire.

I've always wondered the same. More specifically, I have wondered if my Oedipal desires were genetically handed down to me, and if my mother perhaps was prone to the same sort of fantasies. Oh, what might have been, had I ever found a way - and the courage - to explore that avenue!

 

[AfternoonStu]

I think the subtleties of incest are hot. Like certain intimate behaviors occur between family members, but they are ignored or denied by both individuals as being incestual. Or it is consented to by both sides but there’s no further discussion of it.

Not sure if this counts as an "incest subtlety", but I remember the one and only time that my mother might have hinted that she knew about my interest in her underwear.

The whole family was out driving in the summer. We were coming home from an overnight visit at some friends, and with the sunny weather outside the car, someone had the idea to stop by the sea and have a dip. When I pointed out the fact that none of us had any bathing suits, my mother suggested we could just use our underwear. Then she added to me: "if you want, you can use a pair of my panties as Speedos".

She and my sisters laughed it off as a silly joke, but I have always wondered if she used the situation to send me a well-hidden signal that she knew - and maybe even approved.

 

[CurtGiles46]

Not sure if this counts as an "incest subtlety", but I remember the one and only time that my mother might have hinted that she knew about my interest in her underwear.

The whole family was out driving in the summer. We were coming home from an overnight visit at some friends, and with the sunny weather outside the car, someone had the idea to stop by the sea and have a dip. When I pointed out the fact that none of us had any bathing suits, my mother suggested we could just use our underwear. Then she added to me: "if you want, you can use a pair of my panties as Speedos".

She and my sisters laughed it off as a silly joke, but I have always wondered if she used the situation to send me a well-hidden signal that she knew - and maybe even approved.

That’s very erotic and surprising. I bet it must have sent a shock through your body hearing her say that and thinking she knew your enjoyment of her underwear. I think it was definitely her sending you a signal that she knew. I’d guess she may have not “approved” of what you had done but she didn’t want to ruin your fun by getting angry over it.

My mother also sent me signals like that. I can remember several times finding an isolated lone pair of her panties in my underwear drawer. It felt like she was leaving them for me on purpose to show that she knew.

 

[CurtGiles46]

I've always wondered the same. More specifically, I have wondered if my Oedipal desires were genetically handed down to me, and if my mother perhaps was prone to the same sort of fantasies. Oh, what might have been, had I ever found a way - and the courage - to explore that avenue!

That’s an interesting theory of both mom and son genetically prone to incest fantasies. I know that with my mom, even when I was in my late 30’s, she would sometimes react like a horny schoolgirl if I was shirtless in front of her. I remember one time getting a surging erection from noticing how intensely she was staring at my bare chest.

 

[CurtGiles46]

And possibly not only to show you that she knew, but also to let you know it was OK and so OK, in fact, that she was giving you a pair of her panties to enjoy. Oh, how I wish I had had that experience!!!!

Very true. I remember that one of the arousing feelings and anxieties I felt from her leaving panties in my drawer was me knowing I wasn’t going to confront her and say “Mom, you made a mistake, these don’t belong in my drawer.”

I wasn’t going to do anything stupid like that as it would ruin her signal to me and would be rejecting the gift she had granted me of freely enjoying the pleasure of her panties.

 

[AfternoonStu]

Again, not sure if this would count as an incest subtlety, but I recently had an experience that has me a bit confounded, and I would love to hear the community's take on it.

A few years ago, my mother undertook a huge project and sorted through all of her photos. There were stacks of photo envelopes, with printed photos in them, which had never been dated or organised in any way. They stretched back quite a bit, and so mostly covered the years of myself and my siblings growing up.

So she did her best to sort everything chronologically, and put everything into different boxes; one box for each of her children, with the content chosen as relevant for each of us. In other words, my box has mostly pics where I was in focus, and my siblings found themselves the focus of their respective boxes.

To be honest, I wasn't too excited about recieving my part of the collection. I didn't find it very interesting to go through all those old (many bad) photos of myself, so after checking just a few, I put it away in the back of a closet, and they've been sitting there for a few years now, untouched.

Then, about a week ago, I suddenly had a reason to dig them out again, since I needed to find some childhood pics for a throwback project. So, I started going through the box of photos, and what I found mostly confirmed my expectations - there were very few pics that were actually good enough to keep. But I kept flipping through the piles, until I suddenly found something that made my heart skip a beat - a bikini shot of my mother.

The photo shows her in her early-to-mid-forties, so basically in her physical prime. She's in a bikini, which is quite minimal, and she's perched on a rock, basking in the sun with her eyes closed. It's a fantastic view of her body, and she is the only one present in the photo.

I'm certainly not going to complain about having recieved that photo as part of my part of her collection, but the obvious question I'm asking myself is: why did she put it there? All the others are pics where I am at least present, but this particular photo is all about her, and not in a subtle way either. It's not the kind of photo she would just glance by and mistakingly put anywhere, so I do get the feeling that she deliberately placed it in the box intended for me.

Those who have read my other posts in this forum knows I'm an Oedipalist, and that I've fantasised about my mother for many years. I've played with her underwear and masturbated over other photos of her, but this is a whole new situation - she basically handed me a revealing photo of herself.

Add to that the fact that I didn't discover it when she first gave me the photos, since I put them all away without looking properly. If - and it's a huge "if" - she had expected me to ask her about it, she must have gotten the impression that I didn't have any particular reaction to finding this select photo.

 

[bobb_sledd]

Again, not sure if this would count as an incest subtlety, but I recently had an experience that has me a bit confounded, and I would love to hear the community's take on it.

A few years ago, my mother undertook a huge project and sorted through all of her photos. There were stacks of photo envelopes, with printed photos in them, which had never been dated or organised in any way. They stretched back quite a bit, and so mostly covered the years of myself and my siblings growing up.

So she did her best to sort everything chronologically, and put everything into different boxes; one box for each of her children, with the content chosen as relevant for each of us. In other words, my box has mostly pics where I was in focus, and my siblings found themselves the focus of their respective boxes.

To be honest, I wasn't too excited about recieving my part of the collection. I didn't find it very interesting to go through all those old (many bad) photos of myself, so after checking just a few, I put it away in the back of a closet, and they've been sitting there for a few years now, untouched.

Then, about a week ago, I suddenly had a reason to dig them out again, since I needed to find some childhood pics for a throwback project. So, I started going through the box of photos, and what I found mostly confirmed my expectations - there were very few pics that were actually good enough to keep. But I kept flipping through the piles, until I suddenly found something that made my heart skip a beat - a bikini shot of my mother.

The photo shows her in her early-to-mid-forties, so basically in her physical prime. She's in a bikini, which is quite minimal, and she's perched on a rock, basking in the sun with her eyes closed. It's a fantastic view of her body, and she is the only one present in the photo.

I'm certainly not going to complain about having recieved that photo as part of my part of her collection, but the obvious question I'm asking myself is: why did she put it there? All the others are pics where I am at least present, but this particular photo is all about her, and not in a subtle way either. It's not the kind of photo she would just glance by and mistakingly put anywhere, so I do get the feeling that she deliberately placed it in the box intended for me.

Those who have read my other posts in this forum knows I'm an Oedipalist, and that I've fantasised about my mother for many years. I've played with her underwear and masturbated over other photos of her, but this is a whole new situation - she basically handed me a revealing photo of herself.

Add to that the fact that I didn't discover it when she first gave me the photos, since I put them all away without looking properly. If - and it's a huge "if" - she had expected me to ask her about it, she must have gotten the impression that I didn't have any particular reaction to finding this select photo.

I think maybe you’re reading a bit much into the discovery of the lone photo. Could it be that she placed a similar photo in each of your sibling’s boxes merely so you each had a photo of her from that period of her life?

 

[AfternoonStu]

I think maybe you’re reading a bit much into the discovery of the lone photo. Could it be that she placed a similar photo in each of your sibling’s boxes merely so you each had a photo of her from that period of her life?

You may be right. But why a bikini photo? Isn't it a bit provocative?

 

[bobb_sledd]

You may be right. But why a bikini photo? Isn't it a bit provocative?

I'd have to see the photo...

 

[AfternoonStu]

I'd have to see the photo...

Understandable. I'm not that eager to post it publicly in the forum, though.

 

[CurtGiles46]

Again, not sure if this would count as an incest subtlety, but I recently had an experience that has me a bit confounded, and I would love to hear the community's take on it.

A few years ago, my mother undertook a huge project and sorted through all of her photos. There were stacks of photo envelopes, with printed photos in them, which had never been dated or organised in any way. They stretched back quite a bit, and so mostly covered the years of myself and my siblings growing up.

So she did her best to sort everything chronologically, and put everything into different boxes; one box for each of her children, with the content chosen as relevant for each of us. In other words, my box has mostly pics where I was in focus, and my siblings found themselves the focus of their respective boxes.

To be honest, I wasn't too excited about recieving my part of the collection. I didn't find it very interesting to go through all those old (many bad) photos of myself, so after checking just a few, I put it away in the back of a closet, and they've been sitting there for a few years now, untouched.

Then, about a week ago, I suddenly had a reason to dig them out again, since I needed to find some childhood pics for a throwback project. So, I started going through the box of photos, and what I found mostly confirmed my expectations - there were very few pics that were actually good enough to keep. But I kept flipping through the piles, until I suddenly found something that made my heart skip a beat - a bikini shot of my mother.

The photo shows her in her early-to-mid-forties, so basically in her physical prime. She's in a bikini, which is quite minimal, and she's perched on a rock, basking in the sun with her eyes closed. It's a fantastic view of her body, and she is the only one present in the photo.

I'm certainly not going to complain about having recieved that photo as part of my part of her collection, but the obvious question I'm asking myself is: why did she put it there? All the others are pics where I am at least present, but this particular photo is all about her, and not in a subtle way either. It's not the kind of photo she would just glance by and mistakingly put anywhere, so I do get the feeling that she deliberately placed it in the box intended for me.

Those who have read my other posts in this forum knows I'm an Oedipalist, and that I've fantasised about my mother for many years. I've played with her underwear and masturbated over other photos of her, but this is a whole new situation - she basically handed me a revealing photo of herself.

Add to that the fact that I didn't discover it when she first gave me the photos, since I put them all away without looking properly. If - and it's a huge "if" - she had expected me to ask her about it, she must have gotten the impression that I didn't have any particular reaction to finding this select photo.

I think it means she knows of your sexual feelings for her and she’s okay with it.

 

[AfternoonStu]

I think it means she knows of your sexual feelings for her and she’s okay with it.

That's the Oedipalist's dream, of course! Not sure how likely it is to be the true explanation though...

 

[bobb_sledd]

Understandable. I'm not that eager to post it publicly in the forum, though.

Understood. More a statement than a request.

 

[GikiceGikice69]

The moment when you both kiss and touch with tenderness and lust is unmatched,a unique feeling that’s hard to quantify

 

[Katch123]

Again, not sure if this would count as an incest subtlety, but I recently had an experience that has me a bit confounded, and I would love to hear the community's take on it.

A few years ago, my mother undertook a huge project and sorted through all of her photos. There were stacks of photo envelopes, with printed photos in them, which had never been dated or organised in any way. They stretched back quite a bit, and so mostly covered the years of myself and my siblings growing up.

So she did her best to sort everything chronologically, and put everything into different boxes; one box for each of her children, with the content chosen as relevant for each of us. In other words, my box has mostly pics where I was in focus, and my siblings found themselves the focus of their respective boxes.

To be honest, I wasn't too excited about recieving my part of the collection. I didn't find it very interesting to go through all those old (many bad) photos of myself, so after checking just a few, I put it away in the back of a closet, and they've been sitting there for a few years now, untouched.

Then, about a week ago, I suddenly had a reason to dig them out again, since I needed to find some childhood pics for a throwback project. So, I started going through the box of photos, and what I found mostly confirmed my expectations - there were very few pics that were actually good enough to keep. But I kept flipping through the piles, until I suddenly found something that made my heart skip a beat - a bikini shot of my mother.

The photo shows her in her early-to-mid-forties, so basically in her physical prime. She's in a bikini, which is quite minimal, and she's perched on a rock, basking in the sun with her eyes closed. It's a fantastic view of her body, and she is the only one present in the photo.

I'm certainly not going to complain about having recieved that photo as part of my part of her collection, but the obvious question I'm asking myself is: why did she put it there? All the others are pics where I am at least present, but this particular photo is all about her, and not in a subtle way either. It's not the kind of photo she would just glance by and mistakingly put anywhere, so I do get the feeling that she deliberately placed it in the box intended for me.

Those who have read my other posts in this forum knows I'm an Oedipalist, and that I've fantasised about my mother for many years. I've played with her underwear and masturbated over other photos of her, but this is a whole new situation - she basically handed me a revealing photo of herself.

Add to that the fact that I didn't discover it when she first gave me the photos, since I put them all away without looking properly. If - and it's a huge "if" - she had expected me to ask her about it, she must have gotten the impression that I didn't have any particular reaction to finding this select photo.

Why don't you take that photo with you and just ask her? Ask if your the only one that she gave that photo to. Also dont let her off the hook if she gives you a " I put it in there by mistake" answer.

 

[AfternoonStu]

Why don't you take that photo with you and just ask her? Ask if your the only one that she gave that photo to. Also dont let her off the hook if she gives you a " I put it in there by mistake" answer.

Yes, perhaps I should. I guess I'm just nervous, no matter what answer I get.