Hi.Can any moms who’ve had relationships with their sons give me any advice? I have been aroused by my mother since I was a kid. Im in my early 30s now. I have a few close calls a long time ago but nothing really happened. Is it too late?
Hey Everyone.I’ve never told anyone but my Husband what I’m about to share with everyone here…When I was a very young girl, maybe 5 or 6 years old my little sister and I took baths together. We always ‘fooled around’ with each other in the bath for they were usually unsupervised by this point in our ages, but our parents insisted we still took them together nonetheless. We would kiss each other and mildly explore each others’ bodies.I don’t really remember much of the time between then and when I was about 10 or 11, but I do remember that my sister and I didn’t ‘fool around’ again for a few years. It was only a one time thing and nothing has ever happened since. When I was 12 or 13 I briefly became interested in a boy who was a 15 or 16 and he had a lot to do with my being sexually active at an early age…but that’s all I’m gunna say about that… lolShortly after that my parents divorced, and I’ve barely seen my dad since…After I started my period and actually became sexually active I started having dreams…about my dad in between my legs, or looking up while giving a blow job to see it was my uncle. I became sexually attracted to my cousins, and even got so far as kissing one one time But then we got caught exchanging questionable messages, and I haven’t seen him since.I always dated the older boys…and in my early 20’s I dated someone twice my age looking for a substitute Daddy.Once when I went to go stay with my uncle (the one I would dream about), I was invited to go out to dinner and to the bar with my uncle, his friends, and his girlfriend at the time. We all had a blast and afterward my uncle, his girlfriend, and I had a bit more to drink (and smoke) at home. I never actually got up the courage to flirt, and went to bed. His room was the next over and I could hear every bit of him and his girlfriend having sex. I crawled on all fours in the middle of the bed and started to finger my pussy while I imagined that it was me in his room instead of her. So the only actual incest I’ve ever been involved in was with my sister…But I fantasize about it all the time. Thank god for my Husband. He’s the only open minded enough individual I know that wouldn’t think less of me for such fantasies.He does role play daddy and daughter…or brother and sister with me…and has even pretended to be my uncle for me. laughBut no matter how much he tries, it will never be the same. I’m a little afraid that when my husband and I have kids that maybe I will have a boy…I often think about having a son, and what I would do if I ever wanted to fuck him. I haven’t yet said anything to my husband about my small fear…I’m not sure how he would take it…So that’s the summary of me…-Pandora
My sisters were 15, 13, 12 when they all came up to me asked me if they could give me blowjobs. They wanted to see what it felt like. I told them they could. They all enjoyed it the first time. I ended up cumming inside all of their mouths. They’re now 18, 17, 15, still give me blowjobs a lot. Recently, my 7 year old sister has started giving me blowjobs…..
My mom is 44 and currently active with her brother-in-law (her hubbys bro), and my father is working outside the city not knowing anything bout her, but she never show much interest in me; although she wears see thru clothes at home, she likes to reveal her sexy body as much as she can, she sometimes sleeps totally nude in her room with the open door, i dont know whats wrong with her???why she cant have her own son for sexual satisfaction??? any idea/suggestions will be welcomed….ThxLickers
Hello IB,New here, been reading some posts and talking in chat the last couple of days, trying to get a feel of this place before I posted my story/situation.And after a slight attack in the chat the other day, I’m a little more reserved about telling all this than I thought I was going to be.I’ll start at the begining and work my way up to present.I was an unexpected, and later revealed unwanted pregnancy.Mom was plenty stressed as it was, with the two she already had, the last thing she needed was another one.I was born two months early (due to a car accident) and breech to boot. What a start to life that was.Skip a few years, to age 4-5; at an aunts house, in an older cousin’s bedroom. “Hey, c’mere … I wanna’ show you something REALLY neat Just kneel down, close your eyes … and open your mouth”. Not knowing any better, I did just that. Next memory I have is my mouth suddenly filling up with something hot and liquidy. I honestly cannot remember what happened next, did I freak out? Did I spit, or throw up? … Dear god, did I swallow it? …. I just don’t remember. And don’t think I want to at this point. (there were a couple more incendences involving him, none sexual, but not fun) I never told anyone untill about 2 years ago. I told my mom. She was rather upset, not that I didn’t tell her all those years, but because they KNEW what he was and left me alone with him anyway, she said she was so sorry. From family grapevines I learned that not only was he put in jeuvey for car theft, but later thrown in prison for the same thing he did to me … molesting a little kid.And I’m sure more than a couple of you know what they do to child molesters in prison. Skip a few more years to 6-11 Baby sitters. Up to this point we were usually watched by family, friends or neighbors. Family was the worst, one brought bullets (that I played with) another brought coke (that I played with). But the Hs were a family my parents knew through their job. Husband, wife, daughter, daughter, son. The son tortured me, like boys do. The daughters however had another hobby. Me. The older sister had me most of the time. She would take me into her closet and put her hand in my pants. she would have me put my hand in her pants (I remember thinking feels like spiderwebs, and it’s really sweaty down there) she would take me to another room, sit me on her lap on a couch, throw a blanket over me and have me nurse on her (no, no milk) The other sister only flashed me a few times, and one time she got caught doing it and said I did it. She tried to drown me in a public swimming pool later that day. Thank god the older sister saved me.Now we’re in my early preteen/adolecent years 11-14 Cousins.My mom’s sister, married my father’s brother. So us kids, and my cousins were close to brother/sister to eachother. I have two older brothers, they have son, daughter, daughter, daughter.And I “fooled around” with all four of them.The older two I went further with (her thanks to him, he arranged it somehow), with him when we played house, I would feel his thing … later masturbate him.. later perform oral on him …. later recived anal from him.With the older sister when we played we just got naked and played with each other’s bits, pushed our bodies together and kissed.The middle daughter had a huge crush on me at the time and she let me play with her bits on car rides and in my room. (close to caught on that one)The youngest daughter I regret the most, she was by far much too young for it to be any kind of “learning experience” … all she did was touch my bits .. no masturbation, no “fooling around” just had her touch me. I should have had better control over my hormones. I am guilt stricken over that and wish I could take it back. … … and I poked my oldest brother’s hard penis through his jeans once.And that’s my experiences with incest to date.Except that lately I’ve had thoughts about wanting a sexual relationship with my mom.I remember about 10 or so years ago, I would get a vibe or a feeling, or an inkling, or any other word to describe a barely sensed sense, that she was feeling that way about me … it wasn’t in overt looks, or gestures … it was so much more subtle than that.But at the time I was such a mess in my head about who I was, what I was, that I never took the oppritunity to talk to her about it.And here’s a twist, a little over a year ago, I “came out” to my parents (and myself in a way) takes a deep breath as a transsexual woman. (the woman trapped in a man’s body syndrome)I’ve known it all my life .. just never knew what “it” was, till I started growing up, and especially when I discovered the web. WOW i thought there’s other people like me out there, I’m not a one of a kind freak.To this day I don’t know how my parents missed the tale tell signs (having more girl friends than boy friends, playing house not war, not active in sports, took sewing, cooking and family planning classes instead of shop, tech ed, electronics, got caught wearing make up, and women’s clothes, always wanted my hair long like moms, collected stuffed bears, favorite color pink) other than not being there for my early development, and not showing much interest when ther were there.(out of the not so close family, mom and I were always the closest …. she even confessed to me being her favorite, the one she can count on most)When I told them, dad didn’t say much of anything at all other than he won’t disown me. Mom said “whatever makes you happy” … I spent a week or two talking to her about it, about my past, about my feelings and fears …. and on some level it brought us just a little closer.(btw, no I have not had any surgeries yet, or even started hormones, money is very tight and I can’t afford to get started yet … which kills me a little every day)Wow, this went way longer than I planned, sorry.I’ll stop here, and fill in blanks, details, and answers another time.Thank you to anyone who took the time to read this.Best Wishes Take Care Y’allwayoutgirl
Hey everyone. I’m new to this site and looking to be able to get advice and chat with people with similar interests.I have been fantasizing about my sister for quite some time now. I’m 38 and she is 36. Does ANYONE have any kind of advice for me. I’d REALLY appreciate it. Thanx.
Hi, would anyone male/female/couples/familys like to meet up in the Uk for a incest orgy?uk18male