Robert gets to know his mom [Fm] [Ageplay] [mild incest (no sex)] [masturbation] [pregnancy/childbirth] [lactation] (Parts 1 & 2 of 4)

Title: Robert gets to know his mom

Parts 1 & 2

This is all fiction, written for adults. Enjoy!

Includes [Fm] [Ageplay] [mild incest (no sex)] [masturbation] [pregnancy/childbirth] [lactation]

**I enjoy comments and PMs. Let me know what you liked, didn’t like, pointers for new stories, etc.**

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My name is Robert, and I was a pretty normal 13-year old kid. I

was an only child, and my Mom and Dad were the usual suburban

middle-class types. My Dad, John, was an accountant at the local

car dealership, and my Mom, Mary, was a stay-at-home mom, who

also volunteered at a few places around town during the week.

I never spent much time trying to spy on my mom (or my parents,

for that matter). I was getting to that point where female bodies

were something interesting to me, but I just hadn’t “realized”

that my mom was a woman too. I think that my parents were more on

the modest side than some of my friends, although I admit that

it’s sort of hard to know when you only actually live in one

A late night blowjob [fm] [oral] [inc]

I was sitting on the couch doing some homework when my younger brother, Mark, came home. He slammed the door and stormed through the living room, “hey! dad would not like you slamming the door like that!” I yell at him. “Shut up and mind your own damn business!” he yells back from down the hall just before his door slams. “That boy needs to get laid…” I think to myself.

After a few minutes i think to myself “What the hell.” I set the computer to the side and get up to see what is wrong with him. I knock quietly on his door and he replies with a sharp “What!”

“I was just seeing what is wrong.”

“Nothing! go away and leave me alone.” he yells impatiently at me.

I walk back to the living room thinking, “he’s in there jerking off…” I go back to finish my work and give him some time alone.

It took me a couple more hours to finish up and I decide to go get ready for bed. “He still has not come out of his room, he must really be upset… or he is rally working it.” I muse as I walk by his closed door on my way to the bathroom.

[META] Looking For Incest Prompts

I’m curious about doing some stories featuring incest, but don’t have much experience with it. I was hoping for you to provide some incestuous prompts that I can use as inspiration. I’m looking for pairings and scenarios that you find interesting. I’m ok with the typical family of four set up, but would love to hear some unique dynamics or more about extended family too.

You can be as detailed or vague as you like with your suggestions. Roles and a basic scenario are fine, or you can provide specific characters and plot points. I’m even happy to hear personal experiences or fantasies of yours if you want. Please understand that MM, futa, and pegging are simply not my cup of tea, however I am open to any other type of pairing/grouping.

So what type of incest do you find interesting? Are their other kinks that go well with it? What situations do these family members find themselves in?

Thanks for the inspiration.

[F4M] A special type of depravity

You (Eric: the male) – You’re a charming business executive who buys thousand-dollar suits. You’re a great salesman. You’re a great salesman because you know to persuade people and and you’re always one step ahead of their concerns. You’re popular among your coworkers. You attend office parties and work related non mandatory social events such as going to clients galas and charity events. Point in blank, you’ve got your shit together. Yet you have a whole different side of you when you’re not at work. You’re a sadist. You’re mainly an emotional sadist – you prey on a females self worth. You’re very skilled at getting what you what. I would like this character to be physically fit and under 35 years old. When it comes to race, I’d prefer this character to be either white, mixed or lightskin black, or any type of Hispanic origins. You do not have to be a male to play the role as a male, I just would expect you to have a good idea of how a males mind works and a creative imagination.

[F4M] A special type of depravity..

Let’s write a story together….

You (Eric: the male) – You’re a charming business executive who buys thousand-dollar suits. You’re a great salesman. You’re a great salesman because you know to persuade people and and you’re always one step ahead of their concerns. You’re popular among your coworkers. You attend office parties and work related non mandatory social events such as going to clients galas and charity events. Point in blank, you’ve got your shit together. Yet you have a whole different side of you when you’re not at work. You’re a sadist. You’re mainly an emotional sadist – you prey on a females self worth. You’re very skilled at getting what you what. I would like this character to be physically fit and under 35 years old. When it comes to race, I’d prefer this character to be either white, mixed or lightskin black, or any type of Hispanic origins. You do not have to be a male to play the role as a male, I just would expect you to have a good idea of how a males mind works and a creative imagination.

The Dangers Of Ahegao [f] [Mf] [inc]

A few days ago I found this weird thing on the internet. Apparently its a fetish for this really specific facial expression by girls – but being a girl of course I’m never gonna get it.

Anyway, so I did this thing. Eyes crossed, tongue out. I took a video. And now…

I can’t stop doing it. Every few hours my face just, wants to do it. Then I usually go drink something, water, milk… anything. When I hold my tongue out just like the girls in the videos, it makes me feel kinda weird. Like I want something, like i’m ready for something.

Whenever Daddy isn’t looking – I stare into space to do it. My mind goes fuzzy, my mouth drools. It feels good, in a weird way. It makes me feel submissive, like any man could just take my drooling, open mouth as he pleases, and I would be perfectly fine with it.

I started to masturbate while doing the face. It makes me orgasm harder somehow, it feels so right to make that face while cumming as hard as I can. My eyes cross, i feel so dumb and stupid – and it still kinda feels good. Eating dinner with Daddy is so hard; i wanna look him in the eye before i do the face for him.

[MF] Made a girl learn something

There are many people out there that want to tell you what to do and what not to do in life. Some friends of mine even pay money to go to conferences where some guy who became rich tells them how to do it. Waste of money if you ask me. Life advice isn’t applicable to everyone and by no means is any one person more entitled to give it than another.

This is what I thought until I met Julie. A long story which has yet to be completed so hit me up with what I should try with her next. This is how we first met:

Me a twenty-year-old typical student was in the library like always as a psychology student. Julie (19) was sitting opposite of me at her laptop, with her big brown eyes concentratedly looking at her computer screen, typing while she was learning. She caught me staring at one point but my god how couldn’t I. Those beautiful eyes and her perfectly shaped eyebrows are captivating and my heartbeat raised quite a bit when she looked over to catch me staring.

My Cumslut Panties [Ff] [impact/choking] [inc]

The gangbang of me and my mother was like being cleansed of all inhibitions; we had been reborn as even worse sluts than before.

Mom played with her neck while she masturbated on the couch, watching tv. She often craved a strong hand wrapped around her neck, she tried to choke herself but her own hand was never tight enough for her.

Mom’s skin may crave hard impacts and constriction, but after the gangbang? God, my skin needed jizz sprayed all over me regularly or I just start feeling different. I’ve come to love and expect loads to land on my big fake tits, my stomach, and especially my face often. Its become a kind of OCD at this point.

Mom grabbed my head as i was sitting down with her on the couch.

“Come here you little slut!” Mom said, making me bite my lip as she threw me down on the floor, between her legs.

I hesistated, wondering if maybe she wanted me to hit her. Instead, in my pause, she hit me. Slapped me right across my slutty face. Well, i know i love it when men do it, but mom? Hell no.

I was trying to go to sleep [mf] [inc] [mast]

The room was dark, cold, and the rain was hitting the window with a fury. I lied in my bed with the covers pulled up over my chest, usually rain was very relaxing for me but tonight I could not sleep. I tried everything from just closing my eyes to counting sheep but nothing was working.

I reached over to my night stand and grabbed my phone, “if I can’t sleep I might as browse the internet,” I thought to myself. After going through the typical social media and some message boards I determine that there was nothing interesting to look at. I sighed and set my phone next to me.

I threw the blanket off of me and sit up and set my feet on the cool floor. I stood up and walked to the window to watch the rain, but I mostly just saw the water rolling down the glass. As I watched my mind wandered to a few months prior when I had sex in the rain with an ex boyfriend and I feel my pussy start to tingle at the thought. I ran my hands down my stomach to the waist band of my panties, I pulled them down around my ankles and kicked them to the side. I reached over and opened the drawer to my nightstand and grabbed my small vibrator. I turned it on and started rubbing it up and down my wet pussy. I let out a quiet moan as I use the toy to separate my lips and find my clit. I bent over and braced myself on the windowsill while my legs quivered with ecstasy.

The Exchange Student Pt. 2 [Ff MfFF inc]

Part 2.

We worked out how to hide the bed and frame, yet make it accessible, so we could set it up and take it down in a few minutes. After that, we realized we didn’t need to worry about it, Hank will need a place to sleep so I asked if it would be OK for Hank to sleep on this old bed we found while cleaning out the basement. Dad said that worked for him so, it was good. Then we got some really exciting news. Hank had decided to cut some classes and would be home the night before Turkey Day and, as it was on a Thursday, he was staying the weekend, won’t be going back to college until the Tuesday. Basically, he was going to be home for a five day long weekend. At last, it was all set, and Hank arrived home, precisely when he said he would.