My son and my panties lead to incestuous actions
To give you a little back story, I am Jessica. I am a 48 year old widow. I am of Italian decent, living in Kansas. My son is Connor. He is 23. He just graduated college. He works in the insurance industry. Connor lives at home.
About five years ago, I realized my panties would ‘go missing’ only to turn up a week or so later. I had a suspicion that Connor was taking them, as nobody else had access to them. They would just end up in my laundry basket. As I was more and more aware this may be happening, I started to look for them in Connor’s bedroom. I eventually found them in his boxer drawer and his bed.
Being a good natured and some times a twisted soul, I decided to have some fun with Connor. I decided to wear panties for a full weekend, usually masturbating in them over the course of those days. I would take them off on Sunday night, knowing they were ripe with the smell of my cunt. The first time I did this, they were gone the next morning. I found them in his bed, hidden in the pillow case.What a dirty little boy! The next weekend I did it I could not find them. I looked everywhere. It occurred to me that he may have them in his school back pack. I looked when he was in the shower and found them. God, they were naughty smelling.
This back and forth when on for six months. It came to a head when I caught him in my room going through my laundry basket. I laughed when I saw it, telling him I knew he was doing it. He was sorry, but not really. He was obviously turned on and so was I. That night we spent the night on the couch watching tv shows and you could sense some tension. After a while, he went to bed. After a while I went to bed, stopping by his room. I went in and there was my boy, naked, half covered up, long dick lying on his belly. He woke up as I sat on his bed, pulling to sheet over himself. I held the sheet down and grabbed his dick. I stroked it hard, telling his to just lay there. A short time later, he tenses up and his cum shoots all over everything. He was like a geyser. I just kept jerking him until he finally asked me to stop. I used the sheet to clean him up and walked out of his room. I heard him five minutes later peeing in the toilet.
The next few days were quiet, but you could feel the sexual tension. After dinner on Friday night, we watched tv together on the same couch. His hands were all over me. Mine were all over him too. Eventually the tv shows turned into us having sexual play. That night we exchanged oral, with both of us cumming a couple of times.
Over the last five years, I would say we have become friends with benefits. We exchange sexual favors at least weekly. Is it weird, not anymore. Should we be doing this, certainly not. Will we stop soon, maybe, but I hope not.
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