My son, his girlfriend and me with my legs spread.
My son, his girlfriend and me all have something in common. We share the same sexual identity which is that we’re all incestsexuals. I’ve found others like us since I came out. It’s amazing how many people stay in the closet (keep it secret) despite being consenting adults. My son and I make love on a regular basis and it’s always incredible. Like a key sliding into its lock, when he penetrates me, it’s like our shared DNA going click. For people like us, the incestuous, incest is the ultimate high. But more than that, it fosters an unbreakable emotional bond.
As a good mother, I want son to have a good future and one day start his own family. But in a mother and son incest relationship, there are other things to consider and not just society’s intolerance and hatred towards us. Becoming a traditional couple isn’t always a possible with mommy-son incest and that’s certainly the situation with us. On one hand, I don’t want to go through another pregnancy, diapers or many of the other thinks that come with having babies. On the other hand, we don’t fit into each other’s worlds and that’s probably the biggest problem.
My son’s girlfriend has a similar relationship with her dad. One of the benefits of not hiding your sexuality is being able to find others like yourself. So last week, my son and his girlfriend came over for dinner. Normally what happens is we spend some time together and then my son and I will go to my bedroom and make love while she watches TV and sews.
This happened a little different this time.
All of us went to the living room to watch a movie and sat beside me. About 10 minutes into the film he reached over and turned my face towards his then started kissing me. Once again, no big deal because his girlfriend has seen us smooching many times. After all, the 3 of us identify as incestsexuels and no doubt that she’s done quite a bit with her father in front my son.
Well, my son started to fondle my breasts and then he opened my blouse and start to suck on them. I wasn’t sure what to think, we’d put on a little show in front of the camera before, but having a live person whom I knew and respected sitting there beside us, watching, was different.
I took a deep breath and just went with it. This is the woman that he wants to marry, the person with whom he will make his own family. She was likely to be in his life longer that I will be, so I needed to get comfortable being sexual with her in the room. Our kissing went on for about 5 minutes and then he went for my crotch. My heart started pounding and I was somewhere between aroused and terrified. Go figure, I can do all kinds of wild sexual things with my son but this scenario freaked me out.
With a bit of hesitation, I part my legs and let him massage my clitoris. In the back of my mind I was believing that he would do this for a few moments then we would go to my bedroom. Only, that didn’t happen and instead he moved his face between my legs and began to lick and probe me.
This was a huge change up for me! I’m talking a serious “I’m not ready for this” moment. But, he grabbed my hips and doubled down on what he was doing. I could have stood up and taken control of the situation, but my emotions became a jumbled mess. Which in one way is good because anytime I can’t think straight, my orgasm arrives super quick and often more than one. I climaxed twice and left a wet spot on the back of my skirt. After a few moments for me to recompose myself, we went to my bedroom and finished what we had started. But, this definitely took me by surprise.
I realky support these statements and embedded feelings.
Fucking hot! But will you finish the story? What ultimately happens with the girlfriend?