Category: Incest/Taboo

What the FUCK???? Did I just say, “Yes, please,” in response to my son asking me if I wanted him to make me into his perfect slut???? How did I get HERE??? I am naked on my knees at my son’s feet, with his still hot cum dripping from my face. The taste of his cum is unmistakable in my […]

“Jennifer, where’s your tent?” My dad was standing in the bed of his truck moving all the camping supplies around. It was late Friday morning and we had just arrived at the makeshift campground adjacent to the venue where a three day music festival was taking place.

Jack Miller had been staking out the neighborhood for over a week now. He selected his target and arrived at the house around two in the morning. He found and carefully opened an unlocked window on the first floor of the quiet house. Climbing silently into the dark room, he snapped on a small flashlight and surveyed the interior as […]

I was born in 1946, a baby-boomer, and an only child. My Dad was a Preacher and my Mom was a Librarian. He was tall and slim with receding brown hair. She was shorter and plump with naturally blonde hair. I somehow came out as a blend of the two. Not as tall as my Dad, but not as skinny […]

Dear readers, this is my first story on Mother-Son involvement and I hope I captured the proper mood. As usual, the story is fictitious and all characters are eighteen and over. Thank you for your interest. I remember that September day when I came home unexpectedly and discovered mom using a vibrator.

“You’ve got to come home Sam!” My uncle urged. Sam… short for Samvid. Only dad and uncle used to call me that. Both tough military veterans. No one had called me Sam for months… since dad passed away. Something pulled at my heart hearing it.

Three weeks after their weekend with Hana and Debbie, Pete was sitting on the pool deck flipping his phone in his hand. After the incredible weekend with the mother and daughter duo, Debbie wouldn’t return his calls. Hana had been seeing Dave every weekend, but they never had a threesome since the first weekend’s orgy. Hana dodged his questions every […]

My phone chimed for at least the fifth time in as many minutes. “She wants to know what time you’ll be home.” I stopped what I was doing and said, “Tell her I don’t know. And then just turn the damn thing off, Penelope.” My sister, giggled. “But this is so fun.”

I was pulling in the driveway when a text from my sister, Amelia came through. Bedilia: Mom is pissed you’re late. You better call her, she’s going to bed. I rolled my eyes, irritated I still had a curfew at 19 years old. Even more irritated I still had to live with my parents in the first place. Me: It’s […]

My name is Bonnie Williams. I’m nearing my 60th birthday. Oh, shit that sounds old. As I contemplate this milestone, I realize its better than my poor husband, Ben, who died of cancer just over two years ago. We had 38 very good years of wedded bliss. We raised three wonderful children, Ben, Jr, now 38, Brian, 36 and Bethany, […]