24824 - I desperately want to make love to my stepson. I would never force anything, but I'm constantly trying to see up his shorts, or catch him naked every time I can. I once saw him online and pretended to be a girl so that he would show me his cock. It was amazing. I know most of the stories on here are probably not real, but I would love to find someone real to talk to and that would show me pictures of their dad/son times. If you're real, please tell me how to get ahold of you!
Latest Incest Confessions:
My sister and I used to masturbate together after school. It started with spanking- we would jokingly spank each other... We would then proceed to watching each other rub ourselves. We would lay on our backs and, panting. ask each other if we were "almost there" and discuss technique. One night when staying at a relative's we shared a bed and spent the whole evening touching and rubbing our pussies. It wasn't long before we were grinding against each other laughing and orgasming - for hours. I would masturbate while she touched my breasts & vice
versa. I still get excited when I imagine those times.
Even when I was a little girl I was devoted to my older sister. I loved her more than anything else in the world. She's seven years older than me, but she's always treated me like a best friend instead of a baby. She was funny, beautiful and kind. I wanted to be just like her. That's made everything that happened so hard and yet so easy to understand.
When she left for college I was just heartbroken to be separated from her. After graduation she moved back home, to start working for my father's company. I was so happy to have her back, but I could tell something had changed. She was quiet and withdrawn, sad instead of the laughing sister who'd left for school. I didn't know what I could do to make things better, so I always just told her how much I loved her and how I do anything to help.
One night I woke up to find her sitting on my bed. She was just watching me. I asked her what was going on and instead of speaking she just climbed on top of me and kissed me.
She was holding me down and I could feel she was naked. I just kind of froze as she pushed my lips apart and began to tongue kiss me. She pulled back and said "I need this."
Then she moved her hand between my legs. She removed my panties and started to rub and finger me. I was scared and confused. She kissed my neck, my lips, my nipples, all the while working her fingers in and out of me. Her thumb was pressing on my clit. Terrified as I was my body couldn't help but respond to the sensations. As the first gasps left my mouth she started saying "good girl" over and over. It was better than anything I'd ever done to myself and she brought to climax.
I watched her bring her fingers to her lips and lick them. She then put them in my mouth, making me taste my own juices. She whispered to me that I was the only one she could trust, that she needed me to help her, and that she knew I would prove I loved her.
She got off of me, only to move so that my face was between her legs, my head held by her thighs. I freaked out and started crying. She said "Don't you love me? I need this." Then started to rub her pussy on my mouth. I wanted to make her happy so I did my best. I put out my tongue and though it seemed very weird, the sigh she gave convinced me to keep at it. I clumsily tried to eat her out while she ground herself against me. I'm sure it was more her work than mine that got her off.
She quickly moved to lie down beside me and hold me to her tightly. She kept telling me how wonderful I was, how much she loved me and how happy she was that I'd be taking care of her now. I didn't know what to think, but the sound of happiness in her voice was enough to make me accept the whole thing. I fell asleep with my face resting on her breasts. when I woke in the morning she had already sneaked back to her room.
This became a regular thing, she'd come in at night and have sex with me, stay a while and leave. Over time she taught me more and more of what she liked, and showed me things I'd never imagined about my own body. I was always very submissive to her, eager to make her happy.
When I graduated from High school we got an apartment together while attended the local college. By then our sex life had shifted far into BDSM. I was happy as her slave and she was so good to me.
We moved once again after she got a new job. We're in a city halfway cross the country from home where few people know we're sisters. We've even performed at a few bondage clubs.
I'm still her lover and I still want nothing more than to make her happy.
24779 - Well, I've posted her before about the sexual relationship my mother and I have. Just yesterday we met at her place and we ended up going at it a few times. Not once did she clean up after I emptied myself inside her. She just rolled over with her legs spread letting it ooze out of her while we talked before I got hard and we went and it again. I know my mother can't get pregnant anymore but that doesn't keep me from fantasizing about it while I flood her womb with my seed.