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Anytime? I'll come knocking in the morning with coffee and donuts lol
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Anytime? I'll come knocking in the morning with coffee and donuts lol
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Of course if I'm carrying 2 cups of coffee, I'll have to find a way to carry the donuts
lol
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an excerpt from one i hope to have up soon:
It was uncanny; I went straight to it like I’d known it was there.
I took several paces to the bed, immediately lifting the pillow to find a moulded length of latex lying on the sheet. Something dark uncurled at the discovery. A tremor of primal need passed through me. Morality faded. The part of me controlling responses and attitudes was immediately muted. I was capable of thought, aware my actions were a trespass upon Sue’s privacy, but I simply didn’t care. Desire to masturbate swelled a balloon filling with hot water, the compulsion a rush of super-heated blood which surged through my veins, my heart bouncing inside the cage of my ribs.
I stood there and gaped down at the dildo, thoughts tumbling. <i>She fucks herself with that</i>.
It was heavy, the dense mass of it in my hand as I held it up and examined the criss-cross of knobbles and ridges, the protrusions crafted to represent a thickly-veined penis, the knob-end huge and intimidating.
I couldn’t resist lifting the dildo to my nose, disappointed at the rubbery smell instead of the trace of my aunt’s essence I’d hoped to find.
My interest in the toy waned. I was soon on the hunt for more, the small three-drawer cabinet next to the bed revealing more treasures. I squatted first, kneeling for comfort when I spotted the magazine’s lurid cover.
“Jesus, Aunt Sue,” I breathed, wide-eyed while flicking through pages of very explicit lesbian porn. I dropped the magazine to the floor and reached into the drawer, my fingers finding a paperback book, the cover showing me the novel was all about interracial sex.
Lesbians and black men? – my aunt’s tastes were mixed.
Masturbatory urges were almost overwhelming by then. The madness was on me, my cock thick and stiff, very uncomfortable compressed as it was within the confines of my jeans. Leaving my aunt’s stash on the carpet, I stood up, fingers at the button and zip, denim soon shucked to my knees. I grunted with impatience, frustrated by my rushed attempt to get those damned jeans off, eventually kicking them away, coins like shrapnel flying from a pocket.
My boxers went down, cock waggling before I took myself in hand, fist jacking my length.
Steeped in need, carnal urges a hot surge, cock a steel rod with a pulse, I moved with frantic haste towards Aunt Sue’s dressing table, certain there was more to find.
“Oh God,” I croaked when I discovered a library of DVD filth arranged in neat rows in the bottom drawer. It was astounding – how many were there? How many hours of pornography could there be?
I glanced back at the bed and pictured my aunt laying there, the magazine in her hand while she used the rubber cock against her sex.
Then I looked towards the flat-screen TV fixed to the wall opposite the bed, a moan coming out of me as I cranked at my dick, cock seeping pre-cum, the shaft squelching in my fist as the mind-reel shifted and I imagined Aunt Sue fucking two stiff fingers into her opening, her eyes fixed on a scene of DVD depravity.
In my head, Sue was naked, her pudendum smooth, labia swollen, fingers glistening with the desire sliding out of her. I saw her wince, teeth bared in a snarl, nose crinkled while her stomach tensed and she mauled at one breast.
The fantasy aunt climaxed, the hot stuff squirting out of me in a matched response as she writhed and moaned, thighs clamping against her wrist, body shaking in juddering paroxysm.
“Fuck,” I grunted, semen flicking across the carpet, a slide of gloop oozing down over the face of the topmost drawer. “Oh God … Oh no…”
Jizm pumped out of me, realisation already coalescing. It wouldn’t take any sophisticated crime-scene techniques to pick up all the DNA spitting from my cock. The evidence was there, blobs of it glistening on the carpet, goo staining the wooden drawer.
It was already too late, but I attempted to stem the rush by cupping a hand to catch whatever I had left, hoping I the damage could be repaired, or at least masked somehow. I staggered towards the bed, gasping and whimpering and close to panic, keeping myself upright despite my weakened knees. The last thing I needed was to leave Sue’s bedcover stained with cum.
My boxers served as a mop as I dabbed at the mess on the carpet, down on my knees while fighting against the rising terror.
It was uncanny; I went straight to it like I’d known it was there.
I took several paces to the bed, immediately lifting the pillow to find a moulded length of latex lying on the sheet. Something dark uncurled at the discovery. A tremor of primal need passed through me. Morality faded. The part of me controlling responses and attitudes was immediately muted. I was capable of thought, aware my actions were a trespass upon Sue’s privacy, but I simply didn’t care. Desire to masturbate swelled a balloon filling with hot water, the compulsion a rush of super-heated blood which surged through my veins, my heart bouncing inside the cage of my ribs.
I stood there and gaped down at the dildo, thoughts tumbling. <i>She fucks herself with that</i>.
It was heavy, the dense mass of it in my hand as I held it up and examined the criss-cross of knobbles and ridges, the protrusions crafted to represent a thickly-veined penis, the knob-end huge and intimidating.
I couldn’t resist lifting the dildo to my nose, disappointed at the rubbery smell instead of the trace of my aunt’s essence I’d hoped to find.
My interest in the toy waned. I was soon on the hunt for more, the small three-drawer cabinet next to the bed revealing more treasures. I squatted first, kneeling for comfort when I spotted the magazine’s lurid cover.
“Jesus, Aunt Sue,” I breathed, wide-eyed while flicking through pages of very explicit lesbian porn. I dropped the magazine to the floor and reached into the drawer, my fingers finding a paperback book, the cover showing me the novel was all about interracial sex.
Lesbians and black men? – my aunt’s tastes were mixed.
Masturbatory urges were almost overwhelming by then. The madness was on me, my cock thick and stiff, very uncomfortable compressed as it was within the confines of my jeans. Leaving my aunt’s stash on the carpet, I stood up, fingers at the button and zip, denim soon shucked to my knees. I grunted with impatience, frustrated by my rushed attempt to get those damned jeans off, eventually kicking them away, coins like shrapnel flying from a pocket.
My boxers went down, cock waggling before I took myself in hand, fist jacking my length.
Steeped in need, carnal urges a hot surge, cock a steel rod with a pulse, I moved with frantic haste towards Aunt Sue’s dressing table, certain there was more to find.
“Oh God,” I croaked when I discovered a library of DVD filth arranged in neat rows in the bottom drawer. It was astounding – how many were there? How many hours of pornography could there be?
I glanced back at the bed and pictured my aunt laying there, the magazine in her hand while she used the rubber cock against her sex.
Then I looked towards the flat-screen TV fixed to the wall opposite the bed, a moan coming out of me as I cranked at my dick, cock seeping pre-cum, the shaft squelching in my fist as the mind-reel shifted and I imagined Aunt Sue fucking two stiff fingers into her opening, her eyes fixed on a scene of DVD depravity.
In my head, Sue was naked, her pudendum smooth, labia swollen, fingers glistening with the desire sliding out of her. I saw her wince, teeth bared in a snarl, nose crinkled while her stomach tensed and she mauled at one breast.
The fantasy aunt climaxed, the hot stuff squirting out of me in a matched response as she writhed and moaned, thighs clamping against her wrist, body shaking in juddering paroxysm.
“Fuck,” I grunted, semen flicking across the carpet, a slide of gloop oozing down over the face of the topmost drawer. “Oh God … Oh no…”
Jizm pumped out of me, realisation already coalescing. It wouldn’t take any sophisticated crime-scene techniques to pick up all the DNA spitting from my cock. The evidence was there, blobs of it glistening on the carpet, goo staining the wooden drawer.
It was already too late, but I attempted to stem the rush by cupping a hand to catch whatever I had left, hoping I the damage could be repaired, or at least masked somehow. I staggered towards the bed, gasping and whimpering and close to panic, keeping myself upright despite my weakened knees. The last thing I needed was to leave Sue’s bedcover stained with cum.
My boxers served as a mop as I dabbed at the mess on the carpet, down on my knees while fighting against the rising terror.
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i'm working on it!
it's at the transitional stage, the point where his aunt finds susses out he's been in her room.
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i'm working on it!
I should've trimmed down that quote. Sorry, everyone!
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you can edit.
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Lots better!
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I'm new here. This is like my second post on here. I'm a 36 year old gay male. I'll admit that all I think about is incest. I haven't done anything but have discussed things with my uncle before. I also have discussed things with a male cousin down the line of mine and seen his clock taking a piss and rubbing it from the outside of his jeans/shorts. When I jack off I think of all kinds of nasty incest scenes with father and son and uncle and nephew. Gettin caught and whatever else. It would be so hot taking your own dads cock! I will agree even though I haven't yet but Incest is best! Keep it in the family! Love to talk to other gay incest pervs!
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Welcome moco.
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In the words of that sad old song I'm "alllllllll by myyyyyyyyyy selllllllffff..."
Right about now I would truly enjoy some mutual consolation sex. Cuddling up to and giving total pleasure to a woman who feels neglected and unappreciated. That is the way things started between my cousin and me. We fell in love with one another and are still in love with one another but menopause brought an end to the sex.
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Welcome moco.
Thanks DarkPleasures! I am so glad I found this forum! It is so great to see so many people into incest. I thought I was pretty much the only incest perv but there are so many others into it. It's great to let our secret desires out and hear from others too. Like I said I haven't had any incest sex yet but I hope to and when I do I'm gonna be proud of it! Like I said my uncle and a cousin down the line know that I'm into incest and a few friends. 24/7 is all I think about is incest. Wanna get so nasty with them! Is there any close incest perv around Southwest Missouri?
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Hello Pervy.
No prob Moco.
No prob Moco.
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Hello Family I hope everyone is having close fun today
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Awesome ! Thank you
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Hi all. Open for chat
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How many of us used to wear, sniff or Jack off in our dads underwear or your moms panties? I always did that with my dads tighty whities. I would smell them, wear them, and Jack off in them. Turned me on knowing my cock and balls are in the same place that my dads cock and balls were at. Anyone ever steal them and keep them and maybe still have them? Proud to say I have some of my dads tighty whities.
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