I noticed my Mom peeking at my cock as it languished barely underneath my baggy shorts. She'd been doing that a lot lately, and I wondered just how curious she was. Everyone was home. I couldn't do anything in the living room or kitchen, but I could follow her to the bathroom. That's what I decided to do. First, I made sure she got a good look at my trouser snake. In fact, it even had swelled to about three-quarter length...

My son was awakened by the scent of breakfast - bacon to be exact. He staggered to the kitchen wearing his baggy shorts. I was humming that old Carpenter's song, "Top of the World", as I stood over the cook-top in my flowered, blue, cotton housecoat with my unbrushed, raven locks draped over my shoulders. We were the only ones in the house because my daughter and husband had left earlier to pick up his car from the repair...

After that slap across the face, I figured that was the last of my flings with my Mom. I still enjoyed looking at that hot ass of hers and dreaming about what might have been. Over the years, I'd developed a habit of snatching her used panties from the hamper and using them as the catalyst for some great whack off sessions. Sometimes, I'd wear them over my head with the gusset directly over my nose, just dreaming that I w...

Against my better judgment, I accepted a dinner invitation from my son. My husband was working a double shift, and my daughter was spending the weekend with her bestie. As soon as we were seated, he ordered a bottle of wine. We drank a couple of glasses while perusing the menu and another bottle during a delicious dinner. My son is a very good conversationalist. He's very romantic and attentive, and because of that, I hav...

I was taking the breakfast dishes out of the dishwasher when I caught a glimpse of a shadowy, figure standing in the doorway. Fuck! I gasped. My heart rate shot up to max 'fight or flight' speed as my adrenaline kicked in. Thank god, it was only my son. Panting, “What are you doing home this time of day?” “I’m here to take you to lunch at the best hotel on the bay.” I’m not stupid. I knew what he meant, “No, I’m definitel...

I'd been in a euphoric fog all weekend. I'd never had orgasms so strong, long or frequent as he'd given me. I was just going through the motions of living because my mind was thinking about the height of pleasure he'd provided me. I felt so contented. I was really calm about the whole thing, which is totally abhorrent to my personality. I guess it was blissful acceptance. I couldn't find a good time to talk with my son ov...

Can you have too much oral sex? I don't know, but my Mom and I were going to find out. Once we dove into our oral relationship, it was non-stop oral gratification. We were both running around the house horny as hell. After my dad went to bed, I'd usually eat her delicious-tasting pussy in the study before going to bed. I made sure she had at least two or three orgasms during the day while I had a couple. She was actually...

Post Nirvana - oh my god, my Mom had turned into an insatiable siren. She couldn't get enough of my cock even when Dad was around. We had finished dinner. Dad went into the living room to watch the news, and like he does, he dozed a bit. Mom winked at me then motioned for me to follow her into the kitchen. Her hand fondled my cock then she dropped to her knees and began sucking me with Dad less than thirty feet away. It w...

I had noticed that my son had been flashing his cock lately, but it always appeared to be accidental as it languished barely underneath the baggy shorts he always wore. I'd taken notice, and it seemed to me that he'd been doing that a lot. Remembering back to when he was younger, I wondered just how big he had gotten. This time, it appeared that he noticed me looking at it because he made sure she got a good look at his f...

It's been a few years since my fantasy of getting into my mom's panties was fulfilled. I'm not talking about wearing them, although that would be fun, too; I'm talking about fucking her. A lot has happened in those intervening years - marriages, kids, divorce, death, just normal life stuff or maybe not, I'll let you decide. All these stories have taken place in Singapore. In our Asian culture, it's natural to have multi-g...