Incest stories: Mother and son listen to each other pleasuring

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“You guys are all alike. Even you, my own son, come on,” I kidded him as I pulled him up and he fell into my arms. He pushed me over backwards and ended up on top of me, his hips nestled between my splayed legs as he began pushing his cock at my pussy.

“Neil, we’ve done enough, come on, let’s get up. Please, now.”

He rolled off me and stood next to the bed. I looked up at him, standing over me now, his beautiful, hard cock wavering near my face, his handsome, youthful body brightly lit by the morning light streaming in the window, he was both beautiful and so virile as a droplet of precum glinted from the end of his erection showing me his eagerness and desire.

I got right up and went right to my room and pulled a robe on and went down to start the coffee.

He came down a few minutes later, still naked, coming up behind me to hug me from behind, his hands slipping in my robe to fondle my breasts as he pressed his hardness at me.

“Neil, you’re my son, not my lover,” I told him as I moved away from him. He went and sat down at the table as I added, “Do you mean to go around naked like that now?”

“Would you like me to?”

Of all the answers he could have given, that’s the one that really went to my heart. The truth was that I was, perhaps, never so sexually aroused as I’ve been since Neil and I had begun our adventures together. It was a super-turn-on that just kept me wet all the time.

Our initial masturbation sessions were wonderful and with each increase in the level of intimacy, well, you’ve read what I’ve written. It has been nothing short of breathtaking. And, rather unexpectedly, I suppose, I feel even closer to my youngest son than ever before. And, I sense that the same is true for him. It just feels as though there are no walls or barriers between us at all. I’m really taken-aback by it all but so happy as well.

“What I’d like is for you to put some clothes on, Neil,” I told him even though I wasn’t so sure that I really wanted that at all. But he did go off and come back a few minutes later with a pair of shorts on.

We had a nice breakfast and spent most of the morning doing various chores that were the usual for us.

Then, Neil went off with some friends so I went to have some ‘quality-time’ with my vibrators. After about ten minutes, I clicked off my favorite wand, a two-headed one that I’ve always preferred, and just tossed it back into the drawer, got up and got dressed and went shopping.

Walking through the mall, carrying a bag with some sexy, new shoes, I walked by the Victoria’s Secret store, went in and walked out a few minutes later with a thigh-length eyelet-trim nighty in a delicate rose floral print. It showed my cleavage quite nicely and might just be the right thing to wear around the house. We’d see.

I also went in one of the large department stores and in their young men’s department bought several pair of bikini briefs in various colors. Just the thing for the sexy young man to wear around the house.

Chapter 4

When I got home, I took out my purchases and looked them over, even holding the briefs to my nose. I know I shouldn’t tell about that but I did. Then I tried on the nighty and turned to see how I looked from all sides, even raising the front and back. I was to be forty in seven months and, well, it is my own opinion, but I looked damn good.

I went in and shaved extra close, giving my pubic area a double dose of moisturizer, then dabbed just a bit of my favorite fragrance between my thighs. I know what that sounds like and, well, yes, I was deciding to seduce my youngest son.

It was when I was looking at the nighties in Victoria’s Secret that I realized that I wanted one to wear around my son after he’d become my lover. Yes, my lover, I wanted Neil in my bed, as my lover.

I laid the bikini briefs out on his bed, there were five of them, and I had them all lined up in a row. Then I changed back and went downstairs to wait for him to come home.

About five-thirty, he came in the back door as I was sitting at the kitchen table reading a magazine.

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