[D/d] [Taboo] Enjoying my daughter’s lactating teen body

I dragged our luggage up the path as my wife went on without me.

“Come to granny!” she exclaimed, the moment our daughter opened the front door, holding our grandchild in her arms. I couldn’t help smile, either. Billy was the cutest little bundle of joy I had ever laid eyes upon. 

The last time I felt that way was when Sam was a newborn, twenty years ago. Now she was a mother herself. A fully grown woman. That dark pulse buried inside me crawled up, poking the surface of my brain. Fuck, Samantha had an amazing teen body, further accentuated from giving birth. The dress she wore still hugged the curves of her hips and exquisite legs. 

What really got to me, though, were her breasts. I couldn’t help but check out the deep valley of her cleavage, made sexual and obscene by how full and engorged they were with milk. 

I swallowed as we hugged, her feminine scent invading my nostrils and making my dick stir with need. 

“Thank you for coming, daddy. I appreciate it.” 

I smiled. “I wouldn’t leave my babygirl in the lurch.” 

[MFF] Happy Nude Years!

With the new year having started a week ago, I’m still riding the high of our now three-year tradition, also referred to as Nude Years. What once started out as a playful joke has now become a night of fun times, and this year may have been one of the best since it was the first year we spent it with other couples. In total, there were four guys and seven girls. Us girls had a meeting earlier in the week to discuss the night and agree that no inebriants would be present for NV’s comfort and to not risk someone doing something stupid, the exception being champagne at midnight. The other rule was that there’d be no swapping of partners which would’ve been rare on a good day. With all of us being as close as we are, it was unanimously agreed that this would be the case.

Love Pill: Generations CH.02

[Ch.01](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/zuynke/love_pill_generations_ch01/)

**Chapter 2**

“Dylan.”

“Mom.” I rasped, sliding my hand along her body, curving down to her ass where I squeezed so fucking hard.

“AH!” my mother moaned, her lips on mine, her tongue offering light, expert strokes.

What the fuck. Everything happened so fast.

One moment, my beautiful mother was leading me by hand into the Master’s bedroom, and the next, I was tasting her lips. Her fucking lips.

*Vanilla.* I once overheard my father saying she tasted like the most divine vanilla. And he was right.

My mother tasted sweet, but not overly so. Like a dessert. The best fucking dessert in the world.

Suddenly, we were on her bed. I didn’t even remember when we tumbled onto her pink mattress, but she was getting onto all fours, and I didn’t want to waste a second.

I scrambled behind her, almost tearing her pink mini skirt apart as I rolled it up her long, slender legs.

“Dylan—” My mother turned to look at me. Her usually perfect Hollywood waves were a complete mess, covering her face, but I could spot piercing blue eyes peeking through pink waves. “Sweetheart.”

I[24M] became my mum’s[45F] true lover during our vacation in Positano

Last February my dad arranged a trip to Positano for him and my mum to celebrate their wedding anniversary. He booked a top floor suite in a local hotel with a 360 view terrace, a personal photographer and a small pool. A few days before the trip however, he landed his most profitable business deal for his insurance company so he had to stay back home. He insisted though, that me and my mum took the trip because it would be an unforgettable experience (little did he know)

My mum is a classy, elegant lady with a voluptuous body and a feminine beautiful face. She doesn’t work because my dad is wealthy enough to support our household, and her main interests are fashion and social events.

A few days later, me and my mum got to the airport. As soon as we arrived at the plane our roles had changed. I was no longer her son but her strong man, capable of taking care of her. She adopted a submissive role and followed me, treating me as the masculine figure I am. We got really touchy inside the plane to the point that people around us stared at us because her feet were all over my crotch.

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How me and my wife started to dry hump

Today I’m going to tell you how we started having sex that way, it’s an interesting story that can inspire you, consider it an erotic tale 😉😏

Dry humping was already my fetish, since I was 15 maybe, I always found it much sexier and more attractive, the explicit nudity of pornography bothered me a lot. I started watching porn watching videos of girls masturbating over their pants, But someday i saw a video that blew my mind and changed everything for me, a video of chloe james in jeans shorts making a guy cum in his pants rubbing his ass on him, i was amazed! And that became my ultimate fetish!

I was very uncomfortable with nudity, and I had this fetish, I was always looking for new videos of dry humping and cum in clothes. I watched a lot of Japanese videos and lap dances, and I always loved jerking myself off in my underwear, that being said, you can imagine that I was pretty insecure about how my sex life with real girls would be like.

[FM] My (34M) wife’s (35F) car got broken into at work. Window was busted out and it was freezing and raining out. Her (33M) coworker took her home.

I’ve been vocal to my wife about my fantasies of her fucking another guy for the last several years. He brought her home, like 2 hours out of his way. As a joke, I told her she should blow him as a thank you for going out of his way to get her home. A few mins later she sends me a pic. It’s his cock in her mouth. I’ve never been so fucking turned on

[M]y infidelity diaries: Shiela, the [f]irst year

*This is part of* [an ongoing series](https://www.reddit.com/user/aqualounger/comments/xrqbc3/my_infidelity_diaries_links_to_all_posts/)*. About me: Tall, dark hair, skinny in my youth but less so these days, with a cock on the small side of average. Oh, and for better or worse, I am a serial cheater. These are my stories — all of them real in every way, except for the names. I’m not sure what I hope to gain from writing all this down; maybe it will be cathartic for me, and hopefully it will be hot for you. Anyway, here’s what happened.*

Sheila and I met on a bitterly cold January night, during a particularly dark and snowy winter. I had been invited to my friend’s gig, and when I arrived she was standing near the stage. I don’t remember what she was wearing, but I remember her long, curly, dirty blond hair, and the casual tilt of her hip.

I was hooked immediately.

I saw she was nearly finished her beer, so I quickly bought a round and brought them over to her to introduce myself. We hit it off immediately. It was one of those kismet moments — we realized that we had many friends in common, and we both wondered aloud how it could be possible that we’d never met. I was finding this fact more and more tragic with each passing second, because by this point I had been married for just over three years.

My wife flashed my best friend [FM]

It happened two years ago, it was on weekend of summer and we went for shopping trip my wife(f31) and me(m36). Near the end of afternoon, we decided to visit my bestfriend’s sofa store(m37). This day he had no customer.

So as usual we speak about all and nothing with my friend and we move from one sofa to other playing options and trying them while we talk. My wife is not far and tries couches and chats with us like usual. Today she is braless, like she does sometime, but today she wears a very loose top, with a large cleavage and jean shorts, and here is the problem! Very fast I (and him for sure) noticed we could see a nipple here and a boob there while she sits down on sofas, she bents over looking for price, she lies down on sofa… It started to arouse me a lot and I think him too, so I pretended need to smoke cigarette. Like I had no one, I had to go to shop. I let them for maybe 15/20 min. It was just an reason to leave my bestfriend alone to stare at my wife nipples and boobs, more easily without me near him.

Having fun with a cuckold and his woman [FMF]

Back when we were swingers, my man (38) and I (35) met this married couple (they were in their 30´s too) and went to their place. He was a white guy, kinda handsome, in good shape, and she was white too, brunette, very pretty and with a nice body. We all got naked once we got to their bedroom, but he sat on a chair and told us that he wanted to be a cuckold and to watch his wife getting fucked.

My man grabbed us by our hair, brought us down to our knees and made us suck his cock and his balls. The woman tried to grab my man’s dick, but he told her not to do that. He told us to put our hands to our back and then grabbed our heads and shoved his cock deep into our throats. While he was making me eat his cock, the woman told her husband, with a very loud voice, something like: “don’t you dare jerk your cock, you bitch, just watch how I eat a cock better than yours”. Gotta be honest here, for a moment I thought that he was going to be angry, I said to myself: “WTF?? Why is she treating him like that?”. Apparently, my man understood the “game” because he grabbed the woman’s head, forced his cock into her mouth and told the man something like: “yeah, do what she says and just watch. My god, your slut knows how to suck it”. I was really really confused and took me a couple minutes to understand the dynamic of the situation: he wanted to be humiliated and he was loving it. His cock was fully erected and his face showed that he was really horny.

[MF] I didn’t know I wanted and needed to fuck her until I did.

Late last year, my wife and I decided to call it quits and I moved out of our marital house.

I found an apartment and befriended my neighbor, Matt. He was several years younger than me but we had a lot of the same interest. Matt’s mom Delia lived with him. Delia was not a hot MILF but more like a mom that you would run to if your real mom was unavailable.

I became real close with Matt and Delia. When Matt was not around (Matt travels for work), Delia would invite me to join her for dinner and I never say no since she always feeds me well.

A few days before Christmas, Matt told me that he was going to New England to meet his girlfriend’s family and he would be spending the holidays there. He asked if I had plans and since I didn’t (my son will be with my wife and her family on vacation) he asked if I could keep Delia company.

At first I thought, “dude, that’s awfully shitty of you to dump your mom on me for the holidays”. But then I thought about it and knew I could really use the company since it was my first Christmas separated from my family.