1. Linda's Discovery PART 3


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Erotica, Incest, Author: Cynthiia23, Rating: 95.9, Source: sexstories.com

    we kissed and said "I was hoping that there was at least a little more." "It's an all-you-can-eat buffet, honey," I laughed, feeling his dick stiffen under my grip. I let Mark finish his brunch while I crawled into bed and sat next to him. Neither of us had a lot to say as he ate. I think both of us were digesting the events of not only last night and this morning, but of the past several weeks. "Honey, are you okay?" I started. "I mean with all of this? I know it's not the typical mother / son relationship. And if you are having second thoughts I understand." "Oh no, mom," he said, finishing the last gulp of his orange juice. "It's not that. Actually I was thinking how hot it is that you're sitting here next to me wearing just your panties. This is like some kind of dream or something." He put his plate and his glass on the nightstand. "So... when you 'accidently' put those panties in my bag," he started, emphasizing "accidently." "Was it really an accident, or did you mean to put them in there?" I blushed. "I guess we don't have any secrets from each other anymore do we?" I said. "Okay. I confess. I may have put them in there," I laughed. "But it wasn't my idea." I added the part about it not being my idea to be lighthearted and try to make myself appear to be a little less slutty. But as soon as I said it, I regretted it. I knew he wouldn't miss it. He didn't. "Really? Who's idea was it?" he asked. I knew that I was busted. And also knew that the truth would come out ...
    sooner or later. So I decided to be honest. I confessed to him the whole story of how I had confided in Annie after discovering that he had been "playing" with my panties. And that she was the one that suggested that I include them in his bag that weekend. "I'm sorry, baby," I offered. "It may have been her idea, but I was the one that actually carried it out. I know that it was deceitful. Will you promise that you won't hold it against me? Or Annie?" "Seriously?" he questioned. "It's like the hottest thing that has ever happened to me," he laughed. "Remind me to give Mrs. D a hug the next time I see her," he grinned. Mrs. D was Mark's shorthand for Annie, short for Mrs. Duncan. He leaned over and kissed me. I felt a weight leave me, knowing that all of my secrets from Mark were now known. Well, almost all... I still hadn't told him that Annie had listened in on one of our phone chats and that both of us had cum while listening to him masturbate on the other end of the line. But that could wait. Mark adjusted the sheet so that he and I were now under the covers. He pulled me close so that I could feel his hard dick pressing against my hips. I turned so that I could feel the head of his cock between my legs and we kissed. Mark had no more questions. Instead, he rolled over and began to kiss me in earnest, his hard dick grinding against me. I knew he wanted to fuck me again – but I had a different idea. For a few moments we kissed passionately. I loved kissing him, our tongues ...