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Incest—a word that has extreme negative connotations. The image that most often comes about when the word is mentioned is that of a father forcing himself on his daughter. Any forcible sex act, especially done by a parent to a child, should result in the parent being punished in legal and non-legal ways.
This is a fantasy of consensual incest between adults. It is intended for adults who are interested in reading about consensual sex between relatives. If this offends you, do not continue any further.
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"Dad, I'm telling you, from where I'm standing I don't see her doing anything wrong. Yes, I am looking straight at Mom and she isn't with anyone. You need to pop a Xanax. Mom would never—yeah, yeah 'watch my mouth.' Ok, fine. Bye."
The 23-year-old son clicked off his cell. Throughout the conversation with his father he
was
looking straight at his mother. His eyes were cast down at her. Gorgeous and naked, she was kneeling before him, looking back at him, planting light kisses on his bare thighs, taut balls, and growing penis in his bedroom.
Oh how she wanted to orally inhale his lengthy piece of forbidden flesh as soon as he had showered and exited the bathroom in their New York home. He had also splashed on Polo Red; the Ralph Lauren scent turned her on like a light switch. Between that and his own just-cleaned man-musk, the hourglass goddess was highly aroused. But they both knew to expect the paternal phone inquiry anytime soon and wanted to avoid Dad hearing the sounds of a magnificent blowjob.
It was ironic that Lee, her husband, had recently become paranoid about her cheating when he himself was a philander. She discovered this five months ago one afternoon when she went to surprise him for lunch before he went away on a business trip. Through the supply room door which was slightly ajar, she saw Lee bent over his secretary who in turn was bent over the copier, his pants and underwear around his ankles, her skirt hiked up and she begging him to now fuck her in the ass.
Initially Natalie wanted to barge in on them but stopped when he was moaning how he was going to spend his upcoming bonus and promotion money on the young girl. Right there and then she decided her revenge would be through their mutual bank account. Then she'd divorce him.
Within the past six weeks as time grew closer to the big payout Lee would be away on business even more than usual. He was a bundle of nerves, feeling guilty about cheating on Natalie and worried about losing his young nymph whom he promised a financial windfall. In order to subdue this conflict and afford himself restful denial, he began telling Frank that he suspected her of being unfaithful. He instructed his son to keep an eye on her and report anything suspicious. The former Air Force major joked that Frank would be his surveillance drone. Additionally the father said he would check in at least once a day via phone or text.
One major problem for the louse spouse: his son was already on his mother's side...and in her bed. This was the result of weeks and months of emotional comfort and bonding the doting son gave his wounded mom. Then one night almost three months ago when Lee was away she, feeling extra down and lonely, asked to sleep in Frank's bed. He readily agreed. It became a heady combination of a spurned woman with a high libido and a hormonal lad sharing a bed, and the emotional rescue turning to forbidden sex mixed with unusual love.
Natalie's stare had matched Frank's throughout the brief call from her husband. The beautiful brown eyes glared at her only child, hungrily, impatiently, during the conversation. She was impassioned with the sight, smell, and feel of his impressive lower extremities.
A hedonistically wicked grin flashed across her stunning, 43-year-old face.
"'Watch your mouth' he says. Maybe you should watch
mine
instead!"
And with that, the cock-hungry MILF engulfed his ¾ hard muscle and commenced unabashedly sucking it.
"Ohhhhhh, Mom!" Frank Grant moaned, tossing his Android phone on the chair behind him, and letting his hands drop to his sides.
Natalie Grant's head bobbed furiously back and forth, her full lips working overtime to slobber over the lengthy member in a decadent effort to get it fully erect 'yesterday.'
The strapping lad threw back his head.
"Ahhhhhhh!" he sighed.
The pleasure was incredible as it surged throughout his muscled body. When he felt her hand gently cradling his sac he brought his head forward, casting his vision back downward at Natalie. Her eyes were closed. She looked so intense, determined and lost in her work. Her head moved rapidly, cheeks shallowed, as she sucked her son's cock.
