1. Pantie mom


    Date: 12/18/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Incest, Author: Forthepleaser, Rating: 96.2, Source: sexstories.com

    a pole, then be attacked by a group of people who beat him to death with baseball bats, only to be brought back to life seconds later. Who says porno warps children’s minds when they make video games like that? "Uhh...Mom, what are these for?" Tim asked, his face beginning to turn red. "There for you silly, for when...you know..." I felt myself blushing. This sex-ed stuff was harder than I thought. Tim opened and flicked through one of the less pornographic ones, his gaze moving over the girls in their skimpy swimsuits posing provocatively. "Gee, thanks Mom! These mags are awesome!" he said excitedly, his initial embarrassment now turning to enthusiasm. "That’s OK honey. How about you take them upstairs to your room and hide them, I'm not sure what your father will think if he sees them. And honey, if there is anything you like to know about, you know, girls and sex and stuff, feel free to ask me, OK?" "Sure Mom, thanks." We both stood to leave for our rooms. "How about a hug for your mom?" I asked, and without waiting for a reply pulled my son to me and hugged him tightly for a few seconds. "Uhh, I gotta go...Mom...I have to..." I felt something pushing into my tummy, and looked down to see the large bulge forming in my son’s pants pressing against me, his cock hardening. I let him go instantly, and Tim held the mags to his crotch as he quickly scurried up the stairs, his face redder than ever. I slapped my forehead as I realized how stupid I was. He would obviously have ...
    gotten aroused looking at the magazine girls, and I had aggravated the situation by making close contact with my body. I walked upstairs to change, noticing Tim had shut his door again. I wondered if he was masturbating, and whether he was looking at the mags or thinking about me, and again I fought to push such incestuous thoughts out of my head. *** The next morning Tim and I sat together at the kitchen table for breakfast. John had just left for work, and Tim shoveled his favorite cereal into his mouth as I sipped on my morning coffee. "So, did you sleep well last night Tim?" I asked teasingly. "Uhh, yeah I did!" Tim giggled foolishly in reply, making me start to laugh too. "Which one was your favorite?" I asked. "My favorite? What do you mean? "You know, which of the magazines did you like the best?" "Umm...I like the ones with ladies in lingerie, but I guess it was the one with the really naked girls in it." Tim answered. "Why is it your favorite?" "Because...because you can see everything, their tits, and their...their cunt." I nearly spat my coffee over the table after hearing that last word coming out of my once innocent little boy's mouth. "It’s called a woman's vagina, Tim. Or her pussy, if you have to call it a name. Cunt is a very dirty word Tim, and most women don't like to hear it unless..." "Unless what?" Tim was beginning to enjoy this conversation. "Never mind. So you like the magazine because it’s more explicit than the others?" "What's explicit mean?" "It ...
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