The following is not real. Some of you know have known me will recognize some of the people, but this is not how this actually happened. People suggested I try writing something else so here you go.

So, Im going to be straight up for a second. I think about fucking everyone I meet. I think about how they would feel under my hands. Or how I could make them cum. I think about what kinky stuff they might be into. Is the fat old charge nurse into anal? What would that paramedic do if I asked him to piss on me? Would the clerk that checked me out at the store rim me if I went down on him?
All of these and more race through my mind. Normally I push them out of the way. Sometimes I dwell on them, and try to find out. And that’s how it was with my father in law.
From the moment I saw him, I wanted to fuck him. Joe and I had just started dating and we had gone to his parents house. My future father in law (lets call him Frank) was a runner. Not just recreationally. He liked to do marathons and shit like that. As such, he was in amazing shape. Athletic and slim. His muscles were well defined under his skin, and he had the sharp facial figures like a sculpture. His hair was still black, aside from the gray that had begun to appear at his temples.
To be fair, I was in shape then too. More than one, actually. They were just circles of various sizes.
From that day forward, I wanted to fuck him. I wouldn’t say I was obsessed, but I did think about it often. I was still occasionally fucking Joe’s brother, so I would find myself comparing their cocks. Joe’s wasn’t small, necessarily, but it lacked his brother’s girth. I began to wonder what it would take to get Frank to fuck around on his wife. He had raised one son to have an intense moral direction. Joe doesn’t like anything I like in the bedroom, mostly because he finds it degrading to me.
On the other hand, his other son was a complete dirtbag. He was the one that came on to me first. To be fair, I kept it going after the wedding, but he could have said no. What kind of a guy fucks his brothers wife the day they leave for their honeymoon?
So what kind of guy was Frank? One of his sons was an outlier, but which one? And then what kind of woman would not only entice him to cheat, but to fuck his sons wife as well. It was the kind of challenge I rose to. I had to find out. It would be quite the accomplishment, fucking all the men in a family. Well, aside from mine, I guess.
It would be a process. A long one. Find out if he would cheat. Find out if he would cheat with a fat girl. Find out if he would cheat with a fat daughter in law. Finally find out if he wanted a whore or an angel. I could do either, but angel was temporary. I would see him pretty regularly, once week or so, more often during the summer. He had a pool, you see, and Joe loved to swim.
So I got to work. First step was to see if he was even interested. I waited until the next time we went swimming. That would be a few weeks away, so I contented myself through masturbation that mostly involved him and my dad tag teaming me. By the time we were actually going, not even these clit sessions could tide me over.
I had thought about doing a two piece, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. So I settled on my one piece. It would be sufficient for this. The changing room was their bedroom, and it had a sliding glass door that led to the pool. There was a curtain to pull to cover it. I thought about leaving the curtain open, but there was never a time when he was the only one in line of sight. Disappointed, I headed to the pool to join the others.
It was while swimming that I saw my first opportunity. The pool itself was a saltwater pool, and at one end was a hot tub fixture that overflowed in a waterfall into the pool itself. Frank was standing by the waterfall, talking to Joe, who was in the tub. I dove under the water, and while I swam to the waterfall, I adjusted by suit so that I had a nipple peaking out. I wasn’t able to be sure, and I didn’t want too much to show, but it was a gamble.
I rose out of the water next to Frank, my left nipple exposed. I slid up next to him and asked what they were up to. Joe couldn’t see my tits from his position, No one else would be in line of sight if I turned towards Frank. Slowly, with the waterfall falling on me, I turned towards him and asked him what he was drinking.
He looked to me and opened his mouth to answer, but his eyes went right to my tit. I held my breath. Would he say something? Would he freak out? Would he just stare?
The latter. As he responded to me, I slowly exhaled the breath I had been holding. His eyes were flicking between Joe, me, and my nipple. I was looking him over too. His chest had a small v shaped patch of graying hair, his nipples sat flush against his body. His neck was ridged by firm tendons and muscles. Fucking hell he was sooo hot. Joe began moving toward the stairs so I dipped down and fixed my suit.
I swam away eagerly awaiting my next chance. I was optimistic about this thing for the first time. Pushing the envelope and taking chances were such a turn on for me that I was spent the rest of the swim time rubbing my clit hidden by the water.
We caught eyes a few times after that, but he didn’t really betray anything else. A plan took form. I would be the last to get out. I would go into the room to change, and somehow entice him in there once I had stripped out of my suit and covered myself. Then, a quick flash, or something. I wasn’t sure yet.
As luck would have it, Frank and I were the last two. Improvising, I got out and piddled around outside until Joe had finished changing. I went in, and began to look around the room for something to give me an excuse to get him in here. I had to hurry, and act while he was alone in the pool area. If anyone else was there, they might come instead.
It didn’t take long. There was a hamper in the bathroom for towels, but Joe had been Joe and just piled them on top of it. Under the pile of wet towels, it might be missed. I stripped out of my suit, and wrapped myself in a dry towel. I rushed to the door and looked out. He was still alone, but he was out of the pool.
I slid the door open. “Hey Frank. Where do I put my towels?”
He looked at me in the towel, and flipped his head to the main doors into the house, possibly to see were everyone was, then back to me. “I-In the bathroom, Claire.” He said.
“I looked I don’t see it. Can you show me?” I asked. Deliberately I looked down. His wet trunks clung to his body. It wasn’t hard to see the outline of his cock, hanging flaccid, along his body. It was hard to gage, but he looked bigger than either of his sons. I let my eyes linger, then went back to his face. I bit my lower lip.
Wordlessly he started towards me. “Thanks, Frank.” I said, retreating back into the room before he got there. Now what? I thought to myself. Just dropping the towel would be a high risk high reward situation. If he reacts poorly, it might be impossible to say it was just an accident. Instead, I sat on his bed, facing the bathroom. I spread my legs, leaving the towel on, but parted just enough.
He came in and stopped. My breath caught again. For what seemed like an eternity he stared at me. He smiled slightly, but it was gone as quick as it came. He moved to the bathroom.
“Oh.” He said as he rounded the corner. “Fuckin’ Joe.” He said. He leaned down to begin picking the towels up. He turned his head to me. His eyes right between my legs. I know he could see my pussy. “Does he at least put thigs away at home?”
I just shook my head, looking at him. He looked away and stood. “Well, there’s the hamper. You can put the towel in there.”
I stood, bent over to grab the wet one I had used, and walked into the bathroom, passing him in the door way. I turned sideways, ass to him, as I slipped through. I stuck my ass out, and brushed it across his groin, feeling his bulge as I did so. I dropped the towel in the hamper.
I turned to Frank. He was staring at me. “Can you hand me my clothes? They are on the bed.” His face was red as he turned and proceeded into the room. As soon as his back was turned, I went for it. I dropped the towel. He returned and stopped as soon as he saw me. “Thanks.” I said. And I took the clothes. He stared at me. At my tits. My pussy.
“Claire, I-“ he began. I closed the door.
Fuck. I needed to cum. I heard the door slide open and then close. I thought about his cock, I thought about him pinning me in the doorway and forcing it into me. I wondered if he would try to fuck my ass. My fingers went to my clit. It didn’t take long before I was cumming.
After, I took stock of where I was. I had gone for broke. It hadn’t blown up in my face. And I felt like I knew he would cheat. I felt like he liked big tits, and I felt that he wanted me to be slutty. Maybe this would be easy.
I was wrong. The next few swim days he was noticeably absent. His wife had said that he was running errands or something like that. She never seemed bothered. I fucked myself after one day imaging he had told her and we were going to have a threesome.
The next chance would be an unexpected one.
It was Labor Day. I remember because I was off and Joe worked, taking the double time that he would get. Joe was already gone when I woke, and knowing that I would have 7 hours in the house alone had me wet thinking about who I was going to have over to fuck. I had begun to flip through my contacts when the phone rang, the caller ID showing it was Joes cell. My heart sank. He had to be telling me that he was coming home early.
“Hey, babe.” I answered, forcing a yawn.
“You just getting up?”
“Yeah. Whats up?”
“I need you to do me a favor. I need you to go into the garage and grab a tool and bring it to my dad.” He said.
I sat straight up. “Yeah I can do that.”
“Mom has the car and she’s out at my aunts. He told me not to worry about it, but hes been looking forward to this project for a while.”
“Sure!” I jumped out of bed as he talked me through the garage and the location of the tool. Once identified, I let him go, and began to plot my course of action.
He was clearly hesitant. But he couldn’t trust himself around me. He knew what the game was, he knew he would lose, and he was just trying not to play. I needed to be able to get him to the table.
Clothes would be key. It was a little cooler, too cool for shorts, but leggings would work. No panties. The top would be a little trickier. My tits are huge, H Cups. Braless wasn’t an option, but I had an ill fitting balconette that let the tops of my areolas pop out if I positioned it right. A white camisole and light black sweater completed the outfit. I checked myself out in the mirror. A quick tug on the camisole brought a hint of areola into view. Perfect.
I went out to the truck, threw the tool in the back and headed off to my in laws house. The whole ride over there I had the butterflies in my stomach that were my vice. That anticipation of something new and different. The pushing of boundaries, the taboo of the act, the risk of getting caught. All were combining to give me a high that nothing else could touch.
By the time I pulled into the gravel driveway, my pussy was aching. As I rolled to a stop, I realized I hadn’t even thought about what I was going to do. I had been so preoccupied thinking about fucking him, that I hadn’t even bothered to think about how I was going to do it.
As I got out of the truck, Frank came out from the side of the house. He was in jeans and a long-sleeved red shirt. Sawdust clung to it. He stopped when he say me, but then continued on.
“What are you doing here, Claire?” There was a tinge of anger. Good.
“Joe told me you needed this.” I went to the back and pulled out the saw.
“Yeah I told him not to worry about it.”
“Well he worried.” I passed the saw to him.
He looked me up and down. “Tell him thanks.” He said and then turned with the saw and headed back to the house.
Fuck. This wasn’t working. I watched as he turned around back. He was resisting, but I saw it in his eyes. I know that look. Seen it in plenty of men’s eyes. I pulled the black sweater off, threw it in the truck, and headed off in his footsteps.
I rounded the corner and saw him in his workshop. Formerly a detached garage, he had turned it into his hobby room a few years ago. There was a piece of wood on two stands that he was measuring. A few stools and chairs littered the perimeter of the shop. When he saw me, he stopped and sighed.
“What are you working on?” I asked.
“Claire, why are you here?”
“Im bored.” I said, biting my lip. “Joe is at work, and hes not as entertaining as he could be even when he is home.
“W-well I got a lot of stuff to do here, and I’m not going to be entertaining anyway.” He returned to measuring.
“Well, anything is better than being alone at the house.” I found one of the rocking chairs and sat in it. So far, so good, but I was running out of moves. The silences persisted for a few minutes while he measured and marked different pieces of wood. Then it hit me. I had a plan. All I had to do was wat for my opening.
It didn’t take long. After about 5 more minutes of silence, he left to go inside to get something. I took my shot. As soon as he was gone, I jumped up and headed for the pool. Flipping the cover on the control panel, I flipped the tub to on. I raced back to the shop, and I stripped off all my clothes, placing them in the chair I was sitting in. I then raced through the brisk air to the tub, where I slid in.
The water was ice cold. My nipples immediately hardened. The water coming from the jets was warm, but still, my teeth began to chatter. I prayed the water would heat up quickly.
I heard the side door open. He was heading back into the shop. It didn’t take long before he rounded the corner. I waved at him. He slowly walked over.
“Claire. What the hell are you doing?”
“Entertaining myself.” I said. I made a show of pushing my hands down to my pussy. “Since you wont, I have to find something to do.”
“This ain’t right, Claire. Theres something wrong with you.”
I smiled and closed my eyes as my fingers slipped inside me. “Mmmhm.” I moaned in agreement. “Very wrong.” I said.
He watched me finger myself. He didn’t leave. I went all in. I stood and began to walk out of the tub. The chill in the air brought my chattering teeth back. “I’m going to go into the house and Im going to be entertaining myself. If you are bored, you should follow me.” And I headed for the sliding door.
I entered, thought about the couch, but decided against getting it all wet, and went to the floor instead. I got down on all fours, ass in the air, and began to play with my pussy. I rubbed my asshole too.
I heard the door open and smiled. I had won.
I rolled over and lay on my back. He stood over me. He began to undo his jeans and I moved to my knees. “You are going to love this, Frank.” I told him.
I was eager to finally see this cock. As his jeans fell I reached up and took his boxers in my hands, I pulled them down.
It was wonderful. Bigger than either of his sons. A good 6 or 7 inches, if I have to guess, but thick. His balls hung in a sack covered in gray pubic hairs. I opened my mouth, and licked the length of his shaft, my eyes locked with his. From the tip to the base, and then back again. He began to grow. I took him into my mouth and began to suck. Using my mouth, suction, tongue, suction, tongue. He grew to an impressive level of fullness in my mouth. I pulled it out.
“Gag me, daddy.” I said before plunging down on it again. This time I felt him hit the back of my throat and the first gag began. I felt his hand on the back of my head as he held me there. Oh yes. He wanted a whore. I’d give him that.
He let me up and I pulled back, rubbing the slime covered cock on my face. “You are so much bigger than Joe.” I said.
“Shut the fuck up.” He said and he forced it back in my mouth. Another round of gaging began. When he let me up from it, I went back to his balls, letting the cock lay across my face. I licked and gently sucked each ball, and then I moved lower. He moved back. He looked at me confused. “What are you doing?”
Poor bastard. He’d never been rimmed. I smiled. I stood and undid his shirt. Once off I sucked and nibbled at his nipples as I walked him back to his chair. He fell down into it. I returned to my knees and the blow job. Building up a good supply of saliva, I worked down to his balls again, and then to under them.
It was clear he had been working, but it turned me on even more. Lower and further I pushed, my tongue searching for his ass. I could hear him moaning. I reached up and grabbed his cock. Mainly to keep him from jerking it and cumming too quick. I finally found it. I thought about how wanton and whoreish I was being. On my knees, with my tongue on my husbands fathers ass.
“Fucking hell, Claire.” He moaned. I pulled out.
“Betty doesn’t to that, does she?” I smiled.
He shook his head and stood up. It was his turn to take control. He turned me around and began kissing my neck and rubbing my tits. I felt his cock pressing into my back. He reached down and inserted a finger into my pussy. I felt him pushing me down and over. I resumed my position on my knees, my shoulders and head on the carpet.
“Fuck me daddy.” I said.
“Where?” he asked
“Anywhere you want.”
“Does he do anal?” I shook my head no, preparing for the possibility that I was about to take a pretty big cock in my ass. “Just my pussy.”
I felt the head at my ass. I reached back and spread for him. “Yessss, daddy.” He began to push in. I gasped when he first popped in. We had no lube, aside from my spit, and he was bigger than any I had been buttfucked with in a while. I let my cheeks go. The pain was reaching my threshold. I took my other hand and went to my clit, hoping to off set it.
That seemed to work. The searing pain became more bearable. “Im a whore. Im a whore. Im a whore.” I began to repeat to myself reminding myself that I wanted this. He began to slid in and out.
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Frank?”
“Call me daddy.”
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Daddy?”
“Not in a while.” It turned me on even more that Betty used to take dicks in her ass.
“Pull my hair daddy.” He obliged as he began to pick up speed. He had the stamina I expected from a runner, as well as the endurance.
He was pounding my ass now. My own fingers had brought me to the point of climax. I screamed as the cum took me, clinching my ass around his thick invading cock. I fully expected him to cum. But he slowed down. Not wanting to hurt me as my ass was clenching, he slowed, delaying his own satisfaction.
As soon as I subsided, we resumed the fucking. His relentless assault on my body. I couldn’t wait to have him fucking my pussy like this. “Im gonna cum, Claire.” He exclaimed.
“Do it daddy. Cum inside me.”
With a shudder he did. With each pump he moaned and shook. I couldn’t feel him cumming, but I knew it was a lot. I only felt it as he fell out of my ass. He fell next to me, catching his breath. I moved to my side and snuggled up next to him. “Good?” he asked me.
“Better than both your sons.” I smiled.
He looked at me shocked for a moment. Before he began to smile, letting his head fall back to the floor. “Wow. You are a whore. But you are an amazing fuck.”
I smiled and looked down at his cock. The cum coated it, but it didnt look bad. I leaned over and took it into my mouth. He looked at me with a mixture of lust and confusion. I felt his cock twitch a little in my mouth.
I pulled off it. “I want you to fuck my pussy next.”

am so curious as to why members of this group of these incestuous desires. It is so taboo and frowned upon and even expressing the desire to do this in some circles will get you hurt.

With all that being said my desire goes back to when I was younger. I was adopted right after my birth. I was raised by a well to do family outside one of the top 3 largest cities in the country. I always referred to them as Mom and Dad, because they raised me, loved me, and did everything good parents would do for their growing boy.

My mom was always an attractive blonde and I would get teased by the other boys at school for having a hot mom. I was popular so it really wasn't bullying but rather just having some fun at my expense. Most of the time I would just brush it off. But then after awhile I started to get this notion that, hmmm, she is rather attractive and I know she and my father still make love, so what's next after that?

I would often eavesdrop on them having sex and try to learn what she liked through the wall behind their bed. I would sometimes rub myself listening but also trying to be ever so quiet as to not get caught. I would then picture myself in the same position as my father and doing to my mother what he was. Apparently mother was crazy about anything oral!

At the same time I would often try to get caught masturbating which was unsuccessful and I would also tear through her underwear drawer and sniff the panties or rub them against my crotch. I would also go into the laundry room and sniff the worn panties in hopes of it being that special time of the month or just a pair used during a workout or when she was being seduced by my father and had an extra fragrance to them.

I would frequently masturbate into her panties or stuff them in my mouth and suck on them while stroking myself. I absolutely loved this and always looked forward to when they went out on the town and came back all hot and bothered. Or after a workout, that would be just pure ecstasy for me.

When I left for college in 2003 I moved about 550 miles away from home. During my freshman year of college I got a phone call from my father saying that my biological mother had contacted them and what I wanted to do about it. I was curious so I requested her info. She and I began communicating and there was an intense bond right from the start. We talked and talked for months and it was never sexual, we exchanged pics and both commented on how attractive the other was to each other.

Finally, the following summer of 2004 I met her. She came to where I was raised to visit some of her family and meet me for the first time. I met her at a nice french restaurant in the city and we hit it off well. We couldnt stop starring at each other and commenting how much we looked alike. I thought it was interesting how much she wanted to talk about my love life and how long Ive been dating girls. I told her that I was seeing someone, and she asked if the girl was prettier than her. I said "Of course not mama, youre gorgeous"... She said "Youre such a good boy making mama feel good".. This kind of made me question what was going on here. There was a sexual undertone to all of this but how strong of one? Is my biological mother flirting with me?

We kept drinking wine and talking, laughing, and yet she kept reverting back to my interest in women. We had finished dinner and decided to have a drink at a bar. I drove both of us to the bar and during which she asked me if I thought people thought we were on a date or they could tell we were mother and son. I said that I would be honored if they thought we were on a date. She said "good" and said that she too would be honored. We got to the bar, more like a lounge actually, and began drinking more. We sat next to each other talking and laughing.

After a couple strong drinks I decided to give her a hug and say thanks for meeting me. As we were embracing, she was rubbing my back and blew on my ear. It felt good and very intentional. I smiled and knew that she could feel it. I whispered "thank you mama". We went back to drinking even though I was rock hard and wants to guide her beautifully manicured hands down my pants to my bulge and have her feel how thankful I really was.

It was time to go back, last call, and she needed a ride to her hotel. We went back to the hotel where she was staying and I asked if I could come up and use the bathroom (how original, I know) and she said yes. We hugged in the elevator the entire time until we reached her floor. I was hard since I was holding her in front of me. I know she could feel it since I was pulsating it on her firm ass. We entered her room and I asked where the bathroom was and she pointed.

I went to the bathroom but never actually went since I was hard and too excited. I came back out and she said come here and give me a hug. So I hugged her and and we held each other tight. We both began rubbing each others backs and then we moved our faces in front of each other's and we looked into each other's eyes as I held my big strong hands around her waist her arms around my shoulders and I went in slowly and kissed her on the mouth and began working my hands up and down her sides.

The kissing became more intense and we were holding each other so tightly that the passion was too much. I began kissing and biting her neck, running my hands over her ass. She was loving it. She was feeling my chest and working her way down to my crotch. She grabbed my crotch and began pulling on my cock through my pants. I was loving it we made our way over to the bed and began making out on the bed.

As we were lying on the bed kissing, our legs wrapped like a pretzel and our bodies held tightly next to each other, I kept thinking that my real mother and I were sharing a bond that only a mom and her son could share. I stroked her jet black hair behind her ears and gave it a little tug to snap her neck back and let her know that her baby boy was going to fuck her like a grown man. I ran my hand down the back of her dress and began fondling her ass that was still tight and fit perfectly into my big hands. She began to breath a little heavier as I worked my way around her torso to her thigh. I was rubbing her thigh, anxiously awaiting to find out what kind of panties mommy was wearing for her baby boy, and had high hopes that they were soaked with mommy's juices.

While the heavy kissing was still going on, I started sliding my hand up mom's dress. I rubbed her ass and to my excitement I could tell she was wearing a black g-string with a little silver locket and pink bow above the ass. I pushed her dress up to reveal her legs and panties. I could see the stain of where her pussy was leaking on her g-string. That's when she began to sit up and look at me and smirk. She pulled her dress back down and reached for my belt. She took off my belt while rubbing my crotch and began to take off my pants. I was wearing black boxer briefs and they made my cock look amazing. I was so excited that mommy was finally touching and stroking the cock she hadn't seen in 20 years.

I couldn't contain my excitement and lied on my back and took off my pants and boxer briefs and pulled off my shirt. There I was exposed. Naked. With a full erection and my mommy, the woman who gave birth to me was on her knees gazing at her son's cock which was throbbing and had a very pronounced vein. She started crawling over and grabbed my cock with her beautifully manicured hands that were adorned with a beautiful ring, and her wrists had a gorgeous classy silver watch and her other was covered in beautiful bracelets. She started stroking my bare cock.

It felt so natural and right in her hand. She was stroking it better than I could ever and she looked so elegant and sophisticated doing it. She then bent over and pushed back to lie on her stomach and that is when she took my head into her mouth. My mom was sucking on my cock and enjoying it. She was stroking and sucking at the same time and also was nice enough to lick on her little man's balls. She was working my shaft, sucking my head, taking all of my cock inside her beautiful mouth. I put my hand on her head and she took my cock as deep as possible till she started to gag. Mother than slide her index finger into asshole and started rubbing and moving it in a circular motion. My dick was so wet, the pre-cum was on her chin, her saliva was running down my cock. That's when I lifted her head by her hair and forced to lie on her back.

I was totally naked. It was time to see what mommy had to show me. She began to lift her dress up over her head and was lying there in a black bra and black g-string. I put my hands on her shoulders and worked my way down. Her tits, her stomach, her thighs, her crotch. I started to pull the g-string off and she arched her back to give me a little help. I had my mothers panties off. I was starring at her bald pussy. It was wet and pink, looked delicious. I bent over and slid a finger inside my mom grabbed her tits and moaned. I started moving closer and finally I was close enough to lick my mom's pussy. I was loving it, I sucked her clit. I bit on her lips. I put my tongue inside her. My own mother was getting wet because her son knew how to eat pussy. All the while I was stroking myself with her g-string in my hand.

She was loving it! Her legs were in the air I was sucking down all her juices, pre cum was dripping onto her g-string, and her twat was getting wetter and wetter. I was buried deep in her cunt and I couldnt stop licking her to save my life. I started to fingerfuck her asshole and pussy at the same time and she kept saying "how does mama taste?" or "how hard is my baby boy's cock right now?". She started begging me to fuck her like the whore she was. She said if she wasn't such a whore I wouldnt be alive today to give mama what she needed.

I stood up, cock in hand, ready to start fucking my mother. I knelt on the bed and rubbed the tip of my cock on her wet pussy. She moaned. She pulled me closer and leaned over her and inserted my cock into her. I couldnt believe it. I was inside mother and it felt it was amazing. I started slowly. Going deep in and pulling almost all the way out. I had her legs spread wide and she kept telling me that nobody knows how to fuck a mother like her son....

I was loving the sight before my eyes. My mother, dark Italian complexion, black hair, brown eyes, and a gorgeous figure and she was taking her son's cock deep into the same canal that gave birth to me over 20 years ago. I was still going slowly. Seeing what she liked and trying to tease her for a bit until I really started to fuck her. I was biting her neck which caused her to dig her french tipped nails into my ass. At that moment I gave her a thrust with my hips and cock. I went deep. So deep that I could feel it get warmer inside of her. We just starred into each others eyes as my cock was sliding in and out and my balls were slapping against her tight asshole.

I pulled out, grabbed her hair and directed her to turn around and submit to her son. I had her just where I wanted her. On all fours facing away from me. I stepped back to admire the view. "What an ass" I thought as she rubbed her clit while on all fours. I proceeded to come up from behind her and start massaging her ass. She was still rubbing her clit, waiting, in anticipation for me to start fucking her again. I moved her hands away from her pussy and buried my face into my mothers asshole. I was licking all the juice that had dripped down from her pussy and trying to get my tongue in her as deep as possible. I bit her ass cheeks and continued giving my mom a rim job. Her hole tasted amazing. It was so clean and tight. She said to me "Baby, give mommy one of those big fingers right here" as she pointed to her pussy. I was happy to do just that and slide a finger into her wet cunt.

I then licked my way down from her asshole to her pussy. My mom's cunt tastes so good, with all the juice pre-cum, and sweat, I couldnt be any happier. My nose was around her asshole and I took the liberty of getting as many whiffs of it as possible. I was buried into her cunt and licking it all over while stroking my cock again. I was ready to fuck my mom doggy style and couldnt have been more excited. She told me to "cut the crap and fuck your mother." I stood up, cock in hand, and began working my way inside her. I grabbed her hips with my big strong hands and began going in and out. Her back looked amazing, her jet black hair going up and down, and her mommy ass kind of jiggling just a little bit each time I went in deep. I looked in the mirror and caught her starring at the site that was going on. She was watching her son, fuck her doggystyle in a hotel room.

She began to push back and make my insertions have more power behind them. I could tell she wanted it hard. I began going harder. Spanking her ass, pulling her hair and thrusting my hips as hard as possible. My hands had left marks on her beautiful ass. She started asking me to "cum in your mommy" and "i want your babies, baby". I was so turned on. I could feel my testicles tighten up as I was reaching a maximum state of arousal. The sweat from my brow began to drip on the small of her back. She was screaming! I was moaning. I couldnt believe the site before my eyes. There she was bent over taking my huge cock in her and begging for her sons cum. My own mother!!

I grabbed her tits from behind... I squeezed and pinched her nipples. I pushed her face into the pillow. I had her asshole looking right at me and her face smothered. She started saying "mmmmmmm" into the pillow. I told her Im about to cum in you. She snapped her head back and said "give mama the cum baby". I couldnt take it anymore I knew within 10 seconds I would be cumming. It started, I was unloading my seed deep into my own mom. She could feel the warm rush of thick young son's cum flow inside of her. She clenched her pussy to make sure none of it got out. I was still pumping. Trying to push the cum in deeper and deeper.

I finally pulled out. Mom and rolled over on her back with her legs open. I could see the deposit I made inside of her and it looked beautiful. I crawled over to where she was and ate her pussy. I sucked out my cum and began to make out with her, while my cum was in my mouth. We swapped it back and forth.

She swallowed.

I confess that I have two adult kids (boy 23, girl 20) and I desperately want to fuck both of them. I am lucky enough to have a wife who is accepting of my kinks, even if she doesn't personally share these. So I talk to her about it sometimes.

We've always been a sex positive household. Never really 'hid' anything, but never really brought it up either. I figured my kids would have sex and I've had various confirmations of this. I've even stumbled across discovered my kids' FetLife profiles (including one of my nieces and my son's ex-gf). Not much there, but enough to confirm that they are active and actively kinky.

The idea of fucking my kids is so hot to me that I start to lose the ability to think. I desperately want to put my daughter on her hands and knees and fuck her hard, to hear her scream 'daddy' as I make her come again and again, until I shoot my load deep into her pussy. Or pull out and come all over her tits. I want to call her a slut and a whore (just like I call her mother) and know it makes her wet (just like her mother).

I desperately want to fuck my son too (I'm very bi - deal with it). I want to suck on his cock until he shoots a huge load into my mouth. I want to grab him by the neck, tell him that he's my property and here him beg for his dad. I want to make him fuck his mother in front of me, have them fuck for my amusement, and watch him shoot his come all over my wife's big tits. And then I want to lick her tits clean.

I want to come home from work and have them all here at home, naked accept for maybe collars, and just decide which one I am going to take to unwind from the day. I want to take pictures of them all fucking each other so I can show everyone else in the world what sluts my son, daughter and wife are and let everyone know that they are my willing slaves and my property.

Will I ever do this? No. I _do_ love my family. I wouldn't risk actually hurting them. But, if it wouldn't hurt them and they'd be willing... I'd probably keep fucking them all until the day I died.

Last weekend I hooked up with ex-wife. About once a month she will drop by and have me eat hee uses pussy after she's fucked some guy. But it something I'm used to.

When we were married she cuckolded me to about any guy she could get inside her. We would have threesomes usually with younger men. But her favorite was Doug who was a little older then us and lived with his two sons.

She got to the point where she would stay all weekend with them. She was open about her being married to me but his lover to anyone who asked. They had a regular thing going for over 2 years until he moved to California about 8 years ago.

When she left to come back home on Sunday, she would always get a goodbye fuck. She would drive the half hour home with a cunt  full of Doug's cum. I'd spend the rest of the night licking her clean, spreading her thighs with my hands. I loved the smell of his sweat on her body and the taste of the well faced pussy. 

The other day Linda calls me up and tells me she would be over with a surprise for me. She looked freshly fucked and tasting her body was wonderful.

As she pulled my head into her well used cunt she told me I was eating Carters load. It didn't register who Carter was so she explained that it was Doug's now 21 year old son who was back visiting friends. She told every detail of their love making. How huge his college air dick was.

She also told me Carter had told her how he would sneak up the stairs and watch Linda ride his Dad's big cock. 

Linda told me that Carter had fucked her twice before coming over and that he will be back in town next week. She wants me to be their as they screw, telling me Carter wanted to cum on my cuckold face after they fuck.

I can't wait. Hopefully I can clean him off with my tongue or possibly convince him to stretch my tight hole.

It has been over a week since i last posted an update, on the happenings, of LGBT after parade part i was invited to

CONTINUE FROM PART 2

Returning Clare's phone call and Messages
If you can all recall from Part 2,
I had had a visit from one of the 4 women /girls i got to fuck in all holes after, the After Party that was from the LGBT parade.
All 4 wanted another round of fucking me,
Lisa who is kind of my Mate Dave's daughter and Lisa is Clare's daughter as Clare is/was married to Dave
As it happened Lisa promised she would be visiting me and staying for 2-3 days,
She actually kept to that promise but only stopped from around 5pm till 11pm.
before she had to leave because of her job,
while Lise was with me we had sex in all her 3 holes twice then she left, and my son had caught us fucking and made a comment to me about just how lovely her tits was and how much he liked her completely smooth shaven pussy,

Now her mum Clare didn't know Lisa had been with me so it was a good job that Lisa left when she did. As Clare had been trying to call me 3-4 times while i must have been pounding her daughters holes, She had also left me 6 text messages, basically asking me to call her ASAP,
As soon as i did call her she asked if she could come stay with me from the Tuesday night until the Saturday morning, which after she explained the reasons why i agreed to, basically her Husband Lisa's dad was being an absolute dick , treating her badly verbally insulting her.
Clare arrived at my house just before 1am,
the first thing she did was plant a great big wet kiss on my lips then pushed her tongue into my mouth and grabbed my cock through my jeans,
She backed me up in to my front room pushing the front door shut with her foot, as we entered the room she dropped her bag still kissing me but as she moved me backwards towards my sofa she was unzipping her skirt that dropped to the floor , and dropped her knicker as well stepping out of the as i fell back onto my sofa, i was now in an awkward sitting position, Clare was stood naked from the waste down, and she was lifting her sweat top over her head before undoing her Bra completely naked She proceeded to get on her knees and unzip and slide my jeans and boxer shorts off taking my cock in her mouth she leaned over me as she had my cock in her mouth and had put her hand between her legs and was playing with her clit and inserting some fingers inside her pussy,
then i see my son stood in the open front room door open mouthed complete perfect view of Clare's naked ass and pussy being fingered, he was rubbing himself through PJ bottoms,
he gave a hu hum and Clare quickly tried to cover up, saying to me you could have told me we wasn't alone

I just smiled Clare you remember my Son Ryan don't you. Gob smacked she said do you 2 share this house then.
Of course we do i did tell you, to my surprise she uncovered herself looked at my Son, and asked me and my son if we wanted to share her, Ryan was stunned i just laughed and said you want to share her with me if you don't mind an older woman.
i had not even finished he had his cock out and was making his way behind Clare he started to massage her ass and slip his thumb into her asshole,
Clare gave out a little ahhh, She returned to sucking my cock, the had she had between her own legs was now rubbing my sons cock and balls
he was hard as fuck, to Clare's shock and surprise he had pushed his cock into her asshole she was fairly dry, as he went further in i watch her face contort and a very pained expression was on her face, still holding my cock tightly as her went further and further up her Anal passage she was giving a be careful slowly order to him and lots of pained ahhhhhhh's
once he was riding her moving in and out she returned to sucking me cock, 3-4 mins my son swapped places with me,
I am a lot longer and definitely thicker than him, but he had opened he asshole up for me,
I entered her tight asshole in one thrust Clare gulped taking in a big gasp of air as i went balls deep in 1 big thrust,
All i heard came from Clare OMFG that thing is huge take it gently i can feel you taring , My son Ryan grabbed her head forcing his cock in to her mouth, he told her to clean her ass off his cock, it wasn't long before he unloaded his cum in her mouth forcing her to swallow, a few mins later i myself emptied my full load into her ass,
Then Clare said Hello boys thank you for letting me stay until Saturday,
Now show me where the stuff to make drinks is,
After my son had shown her the kitchen and where everything was kept, Clare made a drink for all of us,
I gave her a very quick tour of the house, 2 bedroom's Clare said, only 2 so which one of you am i bunking with.
Soon we all went up the stairs my son said i know you to will be at it like a pair of rampant Rabbits but please try keep the moaning to a minimum as i am at work tomorrow and i want to get some sleep, Clare kissed me son good night, and whispered in his ear if he was a good boy he could have her hole after work,
then he went into his bedroom, and i went in mine with Clare,
Clare asked me what time my son got up to get ready for work, i told her but was a little curious why she wanted to know.
She jumped on my bed knelt up pushing her ass out and lowered her head flat on the bed
she put her hand between her legs the beaconed me with a waggling finger my cock was getting hard seeing her in this position she was at the rite height were as i could enter both her pussy or ass

As i had already had her ass downstairs i was going to take her pussy, it was soaking wet her juices glistening in her slit, i slowly pushed in to her pussy quite easily as she was well lube up,
I as i did i pushed my thumb into her ass making her jump a little, for the next few hours she sucked my cock i ate her pussy she rode me with both her pussy and ass, and i took my turn pounding both holes i came 2 more times, i lost count of just how many orgasms Clare had but my bed sheets had a massive wet patch from her juices
Shortly after we both fell asleep, around 6:30 am i awoke to find Clare was not in bed with me, my bedroom door was open and i could just about make out my sons bedroom door was ajar
I took a little look and i could see Clare's feet poking out from under my sons quilt, and i knew now why she wanted to know what time he got ready for work
My son still looked as if he was asleep i could make out there was movement under the quilt
all of a sudden my sons eyes opened wide and i heard him said WTF he threw the quilt back there was Clare naked sucking on his cock,
I was just out of his sight, i could hear her slobbering on his cock he now had his hand gently resting on the back of her head, i guess she had got him hard as she turned her back to him and lowered herself over his cock straight in to her ass and she began bouncing up and down on she rubbed he clit as she did this 5-6 mins she rode him ribbing he clit then i see his legs stiffen up must have been him coming inside her ass, at the same time he was cumming she let out a big sigh, i could just make out her juices flowing, then she lay back still rubbing her clit she let out a squeal and she was having a squirting session, she slid off him took his cock in her mouth once again, he took her head and pulled her towards him and planted a big kiss on her lips thanking her, telling her it was the best way he had ever been woken up,
Clare not knowing i had seen everything, kissed my son and told him its daddies turn to be woken up, im going to put my pussy over his face,
I quickly upon hearing her jumped back in bed pretending i was asleep, sure enough Clare came back slid over me and lowered her pussy over my nose and mouth, then lent forwards taking my cock in her mouth, i must admit her pussy smelt and tasted lovely,
My went off to work, Me and Clare fucked for a few more hours all her holes got serviced,
my son arrived home just after 5:30pm,
and tea main meal was Clare and all her holes, we just Added in a little DP and Double pussy DP in to our sexual adventure,
For the next 2-3 days was the same thing Clare waking both me and my son Ryan up with blow jobs and either a pussy or ass fuck,

It was so intense amazingly exciting and wild, the last night came we changed the routine, we ordered a take away meal then popped to the local pub for a quick couple of pint's
Clare unknown to me and my son had slipped us something in our drinks that would keep us hard for hours even if we cum we still stay hard,
returning home was a short 15 min walk, Clare lay down behind a really high bushy hedge took her pants off and told us to both fuck her pussy, my Son jumped om her and fucked her put a load inside her as i stood as look out, then roles got reversed, now Clare's pussy had 2 loads of cum, We continued our short walk home we both noticed the cum was running down her inner thighs.
back home was same us taking turns fucking her holes DP and Double pussy DP, I got a bottle of sparkling white wine and poured 3 glasses, when the bottle was empty Clare took hold of it a pushed it into her pussy and began masturbating herself with the bottle, then she said looking at both me and my son come on i want you both to try fuck my ass together you know double Anal, we was more than willing to oblige she climbed over my sons rock solid cock taking him deep in her ass then i tried and with a bit of struggling got my rock solid cock in her as as well my god didn't Clare scream, it hurts it hurts oh fuck fuck fuck,
then i watched her pick the wine bottle back up she handed it to me and told me to push it into her cunt as deep as it would go,
now with 2 cocks up her ass crying from the pain of her asshole being stretched she had a wine bottle up her as well she told us to move in and out her ass slowly, my son took no notice he was ramming in and out as hard as he could, his cock end banging against my cock end was intense, the feeling just became to much and we both shot our loads in to her ass at same time, every time i had moved in and out of her the bottle in her pussy move with my motion, she had one constant orgasm, followed by one hell of a tidal wave squirt.
Both me and my son fucked her holes a few more time before we all fell asleep,
The Saturday morning came i woke up wondering where Clare was , thinking she had crept into my son again i had a look but no Clare, she was gone,
I got showered and dressed went downstairs, made a drink sat on the sofa, my son still fast asleep in his bed,

I made my drink a hot mug of tea, i grabbed a packet of biscuits, and sat on the sofa dipping a few biscuit in my mug of tea,
i turned the TV and the Satellite Box on, looking at the TV, i noticed a small envelope in the top left corner, i opened the envelope, which read Thank you so much Paul and Ryan its been the most memorable 3-4 days of my life, i have left you with 2 very sore but extremely satisfied holes.
you both made me bow legged
you 2 fuck like rabbit, Paul your like a little cuddly Duracel Bunny just keep on going and i loved your really long thick cock,
And Ryan you are not as big as your dad but you are fantastic at eating pussy the things you did with your tongue sent me to the clouds, and you are a great fuck to way better than my husband Dave and you last longer,
Love you boys will have to do again one day, Love Clare xxx

I believe that a large part of our sexuality comes from our parents. Their attitudes and behaviors have a huge impact on our sexual development. My own sexuality was very much influenced by my mother's casual attitude towards it. Mom was 21 when I was born. Not an uncommon age for a woman to bear her first child. Her second, my brother, came along 2 years later. While growing up I didn't really see her in a sexual way even when I was old enough to see other women and girls like that. I don't believe she ever saw her children that way either. Not many mothers would. My brother, on the other hand, would confess to me eventually that he always lusted after her. His obsession with her led to his encouraging me to dress in her clothes when we had sex together but that's a completely different story.
Mom tended to show a remarkable lack of judgement and decorum. She was naturally lazy and would habitually lounge about in her nightgown for most of the day, bra-less underneath and often even panty-less as well. She would only get dressed if she went out shopping or visiting with the other neighborhood moms for coffee. Otherwise she stayed like that until just before my father got home from work. We were used to her parading about with her 38D breasts and rather large ass straining against the silky fabric of her nighties. (These same nighties my brother would later insist upon me wearing but, as I said before, that's for another story.) But even then I didn't really view her sexually. But soon an incident was to take place that would leave me with a far more lasting memory than a few glimpses of tit and ass covered by tight silk.
Our house was a bit small so there were times when relatives came to visit that sleeping accommodations could get a bit unusual. Although my brother and I had our own rooms we each slept in twin beds. When my grandparents came to visit my parents would give up their bedroom to them and each of then would bunk with one of us. My dad would sleep with my brother and my mom with me. Normally this never resulted in anything unusual but one night that all changed. I was probably a bit too old for mom to still be sharing a bed with me but, as I said before, she seemed to have a penchant for exhibiting poor judgement. My brother and I had gone to bed at our usual time and it was several hours later when mom finally crawled in bed with me. Everything went as usual until I woke up several hours later to find myself in a peculiar predicament. Sometime during the night I had apparently rolled over facing her and discovered that my face was firmly planted between my mom's large breasts. Not only that but her left one seemed to have work its way out of her nightie. Her bare tit was resting on top of my face with the nipple a mere inch from my mouth. As I breathed on it it began to get harder and longer until it was nearly touching my lips. Suddenly she stretched and moved a bit her nipple bumped right up against my lips. Then she moved again and this time it stayed pressed up against them. When it happened a third time I was sure it was no accident. In response I parted my lips and her nipple slipped smoothly between them. As my lips closed around it I instinctively began to suck. As she moaned lightly in response I could tell my instincts were correct. I sucked a little harder and her moaning increased. This was clearly what she wanted. As I continued sucking she moved her left hand up behind my head and gently pushed it forward forcing more of her tit into my mouth. Next she moved her right hand behind my thigh pulling my leg toward her until mt knee was firmly planted in her crotch. She then began moving her hips, grinding her pussy against my knee I could feel my pajama bottoms getting wet with her pussy juice. In response I moved my own hand up first to her hip then behind her grabbing hold of her ample ass. I pulled her even closer towards me driving my knee tighter against her soaking wet cunt. She ground against me more forcefully and her breathing began to get heavier. Finally she let out a long, deep moan. he body shook uncontrollably for several seconds then seemed to go completely limp. All the while I had continued sucking on her nipple, even increasing in intensity to keep up with her. As she relaxed I resume sucking at a more moderate pace. She cooed with pleasure then slowly began moving her hand from the back of my thigh towards by front. It came to rest on my crotch which she began to rub slowly. My little cock, which was already stiff grew even harder in response. She began to fish around the opening in my pajama bottoms and pulled my rock hard cock out through the hole. She teased it with her fingertips running them lightly up and down from the head to the balls. Now it was my turn to moan. She took a bit of her silk nightie and draped it over my cock. Then she wrapped her fingers around it and began to move it back and forth. As my moaning got louder and deeper she strengthened her grip and jerked my cock harder inside its silk cocoon. Suddenly it felt like my cock exploded. A huge wave of pleasure bordering on pain washed over me. My cock began to jerk and spewed out some kind of liquid that soaked into the silky fabric with a pleasantly warm sensation. Each time my cock jerked another pleasure wave hit, each diminishing until finally the last one was barely noticeable. Only once the jerking subsided did mom relax her grip in my cock. I still had her tit held firmly in my mouth but had stopped sucking on it. She pulled my head gently back and laid it on the pillow. I was now gasping for breath. As I recover I noticed her bring her hand up from my crotch to in front of her face. It was glistening with wetness, presumably the cum that had shot out of my cock. She brought it to her nose and sniffed at it. I caught a whiff of it myself but while it seemed to please he I found it revolting. Satisfied with the aroma she proceeded to lick it off her hand until it was perfectly clean. The she trust her hand back down and returned with it again covered and licked it clean a second time. By this time I had begun to recover and was now breathing somewhat normally. Mom turned her attention finally to me. She smiled sweetly at me and I responded back with my own. She pulled my head down onto her naked breast and stroked my hair gently. Soon I was again fast asleep.
In the morning I awoke to find that mom had just gotten out of bed. She was standing in the middle of my room and I could plainly see the evidence of our activities on her nightie. At crotch level there was a huge stain, presumably from her pussy juice. Just above that was a smaller but darker one that was obviously my semen. A glance down at my pajama bottoms showed corresponding stains as well. Mom tossed on a robe then threw me one as well. instructing me to put it on. I followed her out to the kitchen where the st of the family had already gathered. Mom gave my dad a quick good morning kiss the poured herself a cup of coffee before joining the other adults at the table. I meanwhile fixed myself a bowl of cereal and joined my brother in the living room to watch cartoons. After breakfast everyone got cleaned up and dressed. When it was my turn in the bathroom I discovered mom's stained nightie in the laundry hamper. I was a bit sad that she was obviously going to wash away the memory of our special moment together but did realize the need for her to destroy the evidence. After that night, however, we never again slept together. The next time my grandparents visited we made alternate sleeping arrangements. Neither my mother or I ever mentioned the incident. We always pretended like it never happened. Years later when I would wear her clothes, including that same nightie, while having sex with my brother my mind would sometimes drift back to that incident. And even though he lusted after her it was actually me that she chose to have a sexual encounter with. Now that she is gone I will always have this wonderful memory of the mother and son moment we shared together.