mother-and-son-incest-stories

Hot Summer Housework with Mom

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Hot Summer Housework with Mom As I followed my Mother toward the ‘storage room’ at the end of the hallway, I couldn’t help but smile a little to myself. Yeah, it was indeed gonna suck spending a beautiful July afternoon clearing out and organizing the avalanche of junk that had accumulated in that small room over the course of 15 years. That’s how long Mom and I had lived together in our modest two bedroom house. A house she bought (with lots of help from her parents) after divorcing my alcoholic father when I was just three years old. For … Read more

Mom Caught Watching Porn

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Mom Caught Watching Porn, He comes home early and finds mother watching taboo videos. If you’re a single guy, living on his own, don’t – repeat don’t – allow your mother to come and live with you. Even on a temporary basis. Holidays of a defined length are OK, as long as they end on time. Look, I’m going back a little in time with this tale, to when I was 31, some years away now, and living in deepest Surrey, but owning my own house, working as a school deputy principal, and generally having a ball. I had lady … Read more

Twin brother and sister are finding out about themselves

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Twin brother and sister are finding out about themselves, “I saw you looking at Mom this afternoon.” Kevin looked across the hotel room at his twin sister. “So?” Kyra almost laughed out loud at the puzzled look on his face. “So…that’s not all I noticed.” “What are you talking about?” Kyra let her eyes drop to his crotch. “You were getting hard.” Kevin quickly answered, “I was NOT.” Kyra began walking towards him. “Kevin, how many times have I been around you when you were hard? I think I know when you’re hard and when you’re not. Especially in that bathing … Read more

Taking Mom to the Movies

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Sex stories, mom and son, incest stories, Taking Mom to the MoviesTaking Mom to the Movies… My mother looked like a combination of beauty and heartbreak. It was evening and she sat by the dining table with a big glass of wine. She was wearing a beautiful black dress, which elegantly showcased her womanly figure. Her hair was perfectly done. Her make-up was also beautifully done, except for the smeared mascara around her eyes from the tears. I had just come home from an evening college class and I saw her looking heartbroken. “What’s wrong?” I asked, walking towards her. … Read more