So life continued as normal with school for Abby and work for me, and I’d chalked up my one instance of debauchery with my daughter as a singular act of madness, never to be repeated. Yet there were times when the memory haunted me, such as on those nights when she would climb onto my lap into her usual position, and I would be forced to find an excuse to move away as my cock would instantly harden against her tight young ass. Or the time when I was doing the laundry and came across her panties and couldn’t resist lifting them to my nose and inhaling the smell of her young pussy. I knew I was sick and perverted, but that didn’t stop me from drooling at her scent.

A few weeks later, Abby complained of a sore throat and after a visit to our local GP, a diagnosis of tonsilitis was made and surgery was scheduled. I fretted as only a father can as I waited for her return from the operating room, but upon waking she demanded her icecream and I could tell she would be fine. After a brief stay in hospital she was released to go home, with an order of bedrest until she recovered. Upon arrival I set Abby up in my bed with the remote as she did not have a TV in her own bedroom, gave her a bell to summons me to cater to her every whim, and made sure the freezer was stocked with all her favorite icecreams. As expected, Abby revelled in the princess treatment.

That night, after putting Abby to bed in her own room an hour earlier, I crawled into my own bed in my boxer shorts and was watching the late news, when my baby girl appeared at my bedroom door. She told me that her throat was hurting again and that she couldn’t get to sleep. She looked so beautiful, dressed in her short pink snoopy nightgown, with her big blue eyes drooping with exhaustion. I patted the other side of the bed and she climbed in while I climbed out to go and get her one of the painkillers that the hospital had sent us home with. I poured her a glass of milk to take the tablet with, then decided that since she was in desperate need of sleep, one of my sleeping pills would also help her get through the night. After watching her swallow the pills and then wiping her milk moustache off her sweet mouth, she asked if she could stay here with me until she went to sleep, and so I crawled back into bed, making sure there was a huge gap between our bodies. Of course Abby wasn’t satisfied with that arrangement and was soon snuggled under my arm, her head resting on my shoulder as we watched TV together.

I think it was her soft sighs that pulled me from sleep, or maybe it was the feel of a hard nipple against the palm of my hand. Hell, maybe it was my cock rubbing up against the silky smooth skin of her ass. I awoke to all of these sensations and more. The scent of her hair was driving me crazy. She was so tiny, wrapped in my arms with her nightgown pushed up around her armpits as my fingers pinched lightly at her tiny nipple. My cock had escaped from my shorts and my hips were slowly rocking, pushing my hardness along the crack of her ass. Jesus, I had to stop. This was my daughter, the only good thing in my life. But even as I thought this, my hand slid down her body, caressing her tiny waist and slowly sliding across her hip, until I reached her thigh. Only then did I realise that she wasn’t wearing any panties again. I was a goner.

I sat up slightly on my elbow and moved my upper body away from her. As I placed my hand on her shoulder and pulled her backwards she twisted to lie flat on her back, brushing against my cock and I moaned aloud at not only the sensation, but at the sight of her prepubescent breasts coming into view. They were so small and puffy, but her nipples were hard and I couldn’t help leaning forward and flicking my tongue across the small tight bud. Abby moaned and arched her back, pressing against my mouth, and I wrapped my lips around her small mound and sucked on her perfect breast, my tongue stroking her hard nipple. My God, she was truly delicious. I rubbed my rock hard cock against her thigh as I suckled on her, while Abby writhed underneath my hot, wet mouth. My hand alternated between squeezing her other small breast in my palm, then my fingers pinching her tight nipple.

Abby was panting softly now, emitting low moans, and without even thinking about what I was doing, my hand slid slowly down across her flat stomach. Her thighs were pressed tightly together, and I ran the back of my fingers up and down across the juncture, feeling her hips pushing upwards slightly. I pulled my hand out and pushed the covers off her, groaning as the light from the TV illuminated my baby daughters perfect body. I reached down under the knee closest to me and pulled her leg across my thighs, opening my daughter up for my eyes to feast on. Running my fingers up and down the silky skin of her inner thigh, I groaned as I reached her hairless pussy, brushing the tips of my fingers across the lips. Feeling how hot and wet she was nearly made my cock explode. As my mouth recaptured her hard nipple, I slowly pushed my middle finger into my baby daughters silky, wet cunt. Abby groaned as her muscles clenched my finger tightly, her whole pussy contracting and throbbing at the invasion. I slowly pumped my finger back and forth a few times, before pulling it out of her and rubbing her juices across the mound of her breast. Lowering my head and licking her cunt juices off her tight hard nipple was pure heaven.

That one taste of her was never going to be enough. I had to have my tongue buried deep inside her virgin pussy. I slid down the bed, pushing Abby’s legs far apart as I lay flat on my stomach and feasted my eyes upon her. My hands on either side of her cunt, I pulled her lips apart and slowly dragged my tongue from the bottom of her pussy, right up to her tiny clit. The taste of her was incredible, and I couldn’t believe how wet she was. Sliding my hands beneath her tight ass, I lifted her up slightly and buried my face into her cunt, smearing her juices across my face as my tongue and lips devoured her. The tiny little jerks of her hips against my face, along with hearing her panting and moaning, were about to blow my mind. I slowly pushed my tongue into her tiny wet hole, feeling the muscles of her virgin pussy contracting around it as I licked my baby out. I pumped my hips against the bed, imagining how incredible it would feel to have my cock buried deep inside her wet cunt. I pulled one hand from her ass and reached up and started rubbing her swollen clit as I tongue fucked her. Suddenly her whole body went rigid, and then she started slamming her cunt against my face, softly moaning daddy daddy daddy as her pussy gushed her hot juices into my open mouth. Her very first orgasm was truly spectacular and my cock exploded as I moaned into her cunt. Stream after stream of cum shot against my stomach and the sheets as I licked and sucked her pussy, savoring every last drop of my baby girls hot pussy.

As I raised my head and looked across her flat stomach and tiny breasts at her angelic face, I was amazed to see she was still sleeping and not glaring at me with utter hatred. I crawled up the bed, pulling the covers over us both and wrapping my sweet baby girl in my arms. The love I felt for her was all encompassing whilst at the same time the disgust with myself was overpowering. How on earth was I ever going to stop myself from fucking my baby girl now that I had seen how sexily her body responded to me?

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Well a year on, it was Stacy's 13^th birthday. She had matured early, already showing B sized breasts and reaching 5'5”, looking very much like her mother. Though her birthday fell on a Friday, she begrudgingly went to bed early, looking forward to her party the next day. It was kinda selfish of us to do it to her on her birthday, but we wanted some alone time, without interruption. As soon as we heard her bedroom door close, we hurried as quickly and quietly to our room, and were soon undressed. Megumi smiled at me, and pulled a set of handcuffs out of the bedside drawer. We weren't usually into bondage, but we did occasionally cuff each other to one of the slats on the tall bed head, generally to pleasure the one who was bound. But tonight was slightly different. I laid on the bed putting my hands around the centre slat, ready for Megumi to cuff me then pleasure me. I have to admit, I preferred the situation the other way around, but I could never deny Megumi. At first she went down between my leg, grabbing my hardening dick, licking and sucking on the knob, but this only lasted 30 seconds. Soon she started climbing up my body, her lovely breasts grazing over my swollen member as she came up to kiss my mouth.

'She must be turned on,' I thought, 'skipping the foreplay and going for the kill.' Boy was I wrong. After teasing my my prick with her pussy lips while kissing me, she moved up and sat on my face. Now I was in my element. For me, there was no better turn on than pleasuring a woman. Rarely did I allow my cock to be touched unless whoever I was with had orgasmed, and even then the only touch was me sliding in side them. She started rubbing herself over my mouth, her juices covering from my nose to my chin. Little did i know, they had me right where they wanted me.

About a month ago, Stacy and I were watching the TV in the living room, while Megumi was experimenting in the adjoining kitchen. Knowing her birthday was coming up, I asked Stacy what she wanted for it.

'You,' she replied, with an innocent smile. I thought it was one of her little kid jokes.

'Hehe, seriously, what do you want?' I asked again.

'You,' she replied again, with the same innocent smile. I looked over at Megumi, and she shrugged and gave a little smile. I just figured that she meant me to be here as a father for her, and left it at that while I worked out a present for her.

Megumi was moaning, not bothering to muffle it like she usually does when she knows Stacy had not long gone to bed. It didn't kinda click with me, but I was too busy enjoying myself giving her bliss between her legs and drinking her lovely nectar. It was then I felt hands wrap around my swollen member. It was hard to see, but looking up I saw Megumi's hands gripping the bed head. Then the realisation of what was happening struck me as Stacy put her mouth over the head of my cock, gently stroking the shaft. I couldn't move, Megumi pinning me down and my hands cuffed. I knew this was very wrong, because not only was she only 13, but she was also my potential step-daughter. During her ecstasy Megumi looked down at me, saw the distress on my face, smiled a knowing smile and started rubbing herself harder on her mouth. My tongue dove in deep, trying to get as far into her tight pussy as her daughter started to take more of me in her mouth. Stacy started bobbing her head up and down, doing extremely well for a novice. I figured Megumi had been giving her lessons over the past month. I tried not to think about it as I paid more attention to Megumi's lips right in front of me, lapping from her tight freckle to the nub of her clit. Suddenly, as my mouth opened wide, she put more pressure down, covering my entire mouth with her spread wide lips. I knew that she was a squirter, and normally in this situation she would sit up a bit so my face would get covered, but this time she came hard in my mouth, and I almost gagged as she squirted into the back of my throat. For some reason this made me think about Stacy, gobbling my cock, and my body over came my mind. Stacy was going faster now, and I could feel my cock hitting the back of her throat. The sudden remembering lead to a tsunami of feelings rushing back, and not realising I came in her mouth. She spluttered a bit, but did her best to swallow everything. As Megumi went back to using me for oral pleasure, I was relieved and thought that Stacy would now leave. The smells and the feeling of licking deep in Megumi kept me hard as Stacy took her mouth away, but didn't let go.

Then the realisation dawned on me: Stacy was going to get her birthday present of me.

While Megumi was in her bliss, I felt Stacy's body move to position herself over my cock. I tried shaking my head, but the only effect was was to get Megumi off even more. She looked down at me, putting her index finger to her lips and winked at me. She knew that I came too quickly when she was riding cowgirl, and had conspired with Stacy to set this up, giving Stacy a decent time on me. I could feel Stacy's tight virgin pussy start to try and envelope my cock, helped by the fact she had lubed it up with her saliva. She slowly slid down until I could feel her hymen, sliding up again, then ramming herself down onto my cock, now rock hard from her tightness. She let out a scream of pain.

'Just... Just... Just wait a moment,' panted Megumi, looking around to see her young daughter impaled and in pain. 'Re... Relax a bit and the pain will go away.' Stacy sat there, not moving save for playing with her clit while she watched her mum pleasuring herself on my face. After a bit she took an experimental lift, then slowly rocked up and down, my hard member stretching her tight pussy. Slowly she got more game, going more faster her moans going in unison to those of her mother. I could only just lie there as mother and daughter used me for their own pleasure. She got faster, really bouncing on me until I had the familiar feeling of juices flowing down over my pubic region as her tight pussy gripped hard on my cock. She didn't squirt like her mum, but that will come. After a brief pause she started going again and it wasn't long before I felt the pressure of another load ready to be released. Megumi had been working herself up again too, and she suddenly clamped herself over my mouth like before and came real hard. This sent me over, just on Stacy's down stroke, and I shot a load strait up into her newly-teen womb, causing her to come hard, her pussy milking me for all I was worth. Megumi got off me and collapsed next to me on the bed. Stacy wasn't finished though. She started hard and fast again, but it was too much for the sensitve head of my cock.

'Stop! Stop!,' I pleaded, the pleasure now very much pain.

'Take it easy, honey,' Megumi said to Stacy, 'Chris is sensitive from coming.'

'Okay,' replied a dejected Stacy. She didn't stop, but slowed down. I winced a bit with every stroke, but Megumi wasn't undoing the cuffs or forcing Stacy off me. Slowly my head became less sensitive, and Stacy must have noticed it on my face, because she sped up again. Even though my mouth was now free, it was already too late for me to protest about this being wrong, so I decided to go with the flow. Megumi sensed this and undid the cuffs. My hands went instantly to Stacy's B cups, and I started rubbing her nipples.

'Hey, why don't you take a break for a bit and let Chris do some of the work,' suggested Megumi with a smile. With that I rolled over on top of Stacy and started to go hard with her. Her hands gripped the sheets of our bed as she came again, but I wasn't going to stop. I put one of her legs over my shoulder, going in deep and hard, and I could feel my knob hitting her cervix. She arched in ecstasy as I kept going harder and faster. A little longer than last time, and a little less pressure, but I came for the third time and that sent her over the edge again, this time squirting a gush of fluid. By this time I was spent, but for some reason, as soon as my cock left Stacy's tight pussy, Megumi dove between her daughter's legs, cleaning things up. She stopped halfway through, and gave her daughter a kiss, giving her some of the mixed cum and little bit of blood, then returned to finish the job, doing the same to me after. She tasted almost like her mother, but slightly different so as to distinguish herself. I was still laying there, spent, as Megumi got her back to her room, then came back to me. I guess Stacy got the birthday present she wanted after all.

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Since my wife would be asleep and I wouldn't see any action tonight, I reasoned that I deserved a better look as payment. So, I carefully hiked her skirt up, exposing her cloth covered cunt. I then, rubbed her box, until she stirred and rolled onto her side. This allowed me to see more of her slit as the thong rode up into her. I gently traced her labia, and tasted her juices. She tasted goood.

I was now hard as a rock, so I unzipped and dropped my shorts. I carefully slid on the bed next to Maggie. My 7 inch cock was poking her in the ass, as I pulled her thong to one side and slid one finger into her. She was hot, juicy and tight. I continued to finger her cunt for several minutes while gently stroking myself. She was getting wetter and her breathing grew shallow.

Maggie grew restless and while moving I was able to slide her thong to her knees. I then rolled them down to her ankles and coaxed one foot out. Now I had free access to her wet cunt. I slowly ran my fingers up her thighs and into her box for another taste. Sweet. I finger fucked her until I was raging hard. I slid one hand under her side, the other hand on  my cock. I pulled her gently into a spoon position and used my other hand to guide my cock between her thighs.

I rubbed my hard member over her lips coating it with her juices until it

I wanted to be fucked by the horse,its cock was massive,I wanted it inside me,in every hole,I joined my moter inlaw and watched as the horses cock pounded in to her tight cunt,she was loving it,she forced me down between her legs,I sucked at her cunt whilst the  horse cock fucked her.

I wanted it in me,she pulled my cunt lips open and I felt the horse cock penetrate me,it was so big,my cunt was stretched,he pounded into me,I could feel every inch of his cock,I looked across and my husband was licking his fathers arse his tongue darting in and out of the hole.The hoses cock was so big,god did it fuck me,my mother inlaw sat on my face and pissed on me,I licked her piss there was no filth I would not do.

The horse had come inside me but I wanted more,my husband wanted to see me take a cock up my arse,so my father inlaw fucked me.My mother inlaw took me outside and tied me to the fence,she began to beat me first using her hand then a slipper.Over and over again she beat me,she accused me of fucking her husband and fucking her horse.She asked if I liked a cock up my arse,I said yes,did I want  a⬠ horse cock up my arse,yes I said.She bought the horse out ,it mounted me,thrusting its cock deep up my arse,god I loved it.

That night I enjoyed a horses cock,my father inlaw doing absolutely filthy things to me,my husband after fucking his mothers arse  forcing his cock into my mouth,licking my mother inlaws cunt as she piss's in my mouth,there is nothing I will not do.

To be contuined.

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 I got the idea in my head to try and please my mom sexually after she walked in on me masturbating. I was soaking in the bath and I started to rub myself, the door was shut and if she did need to get something should would knock, I was wrong. I was starting to get into it and I closed my eyes and started to picture my moms nude body when I heard the door knob turn and her walk in. I was at the point where you were so into it that it seems inpossible to stop rubbing it and I came with my mom in the room. 

 "Mom....I I I I'm sorry I couldn't stop," She started at me for a brief second and opended her mouth but seemed to not want to say what she had on her mind. "It's fine Danny, every one does it". She turned around and was about to walk out but turned around and took one last glance and shut the door. I quickly got out of the tub and dried my self off. By the time I was dressed for sleep my mom was in bed with the lights out. 

 It was about a week later and I hadn't really talked to my mom about the incident or anything really. That night I had decided that I would go in her room and talk to her about it. I knocked on her door and she yelled for me to come in, I did. I sat on the botton of the bed and we set in silence for a few minutes. 

 "What do you need honey, is this about the other day? You know I'm not mad about that, everyone does it, even I do it sometimes. I haven't had sex in a really long time honey, your young and expermenting." I was pretty shocked that she would admit that she masturbates. I was gonna try and slip a hint in about me wanting to fuck her. "Hey mom, do you want to know what I was jerking it to?" She stared at me wondering.... I took a breath and said: "I was picturing you and I fucking...I know it sounds weird but i've seen you nude so many times and now you've seen me." To my shock she didn't not look suprised but almost pleased with my coming out. 

 She looked at me with lust in her eyes and said "Well honey this house is just us in it and nobody would ever know that we did it. I have my tubes tied so we don't have to worry about getting pregnant and your always home so..." Hearing her say that it could work out I got a hardon and pulled down my pants to show my mom the penis she gave birth to. She looked at it and started to rub it. "God that feels good, put it in your mouth" I moaned. She got off of her bed and on her knees and started to give me one of the best blow jobs I had ever had to this day...I tried to last long but she was just to good and I came all on her shirt and on her face. "Your shirts ruined mom, you should take it off" Now my mom almost never wore a bra then so when she took her shirt off I was stoked to see her breast and be able to touch them. After she had her shirt off I started to take off her pajama pants, I guess I was going to slow for her and she took them off. She guided my dick inside of her and I was in extacy. Fucking my mom...hearing my mom moan because my dick inside of her...she started to pant "Harder Dan." I started to pump a little hard and she grabbing the sheets to her bed....I was breathing pretty hard now and she was still moaning and I came inside of her and she told me she was cumming. 

 My mom told me I should go to bed and rest up, we had a busy day tomorrow.

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"Just leave Eileen ok, I just can’t talk to you right now," Mom scowled. I had never seen her so angry.

My sister Eileen slunk out of the room and I heard her bedroom door close shortly after.

"And you, you, I don’t know what to call you Mike, I just can’t talk to you either right now, I’ll just lose it!"

Mom turned away and slammed the door as she left, but even then I couldn’t help looking at where my mom’s skirt had rucked up to display her silken thighs.

I rolled over and started to whimper. I felt disgusted with myself, but at the same time so sexually sated that I was exhausted. I fell asleep that way, my mind spinning with what I had just done with my sister and what the consequences may.

I awoke the next morning surprised to find myself still fully dressed, and a pair of come stained pantyhose beside me on the bed; mom’s pantyhose. Then the events of last night all came flooding back to me; oh my god, what had I done?

I snuck out of my room to shower, hoping like hell not run into my mom or sister; I was so confused and apprehensive, I just couldn’t face either of them. I made a plan to stay in my room until sis left for school and mom left for work, it would be better that way, more time to think.

The minutes seemed like hours until Eileen left for school, I watched at the window until I saw her leave. Even though I knew my sister and I had committed the gravest of sins, as my sister walked down the path, head down, my eyes could not help focussing on her sexy pantyhosed legs on display beneath her short skirt. I knew I had caused her a terrible dilemma that could break our already fractured family apart, yet I still fanaticised about our sexual encounters last night. I started rationalising to myself. We hadn’t really committed incest (yes I was now admitting to myself the nature of our sin), as I hadn’t actually entered her with my naked penis; we hadn’t ‘fucked’ in the true sense of the word, had we?

The dreaded knock came on bedroom door about fifteen minutes after Eileen had left for school. I was in a cold sweat, hoping my mother would at least give me the day to prepare for our encounter. I had fantasised about leaving home, running away, and never coming back to face my mom and have to explain my perversions. I just felt so ashamed and unable to explain the lust that had lead to last night’s abhorrent behaviour. But deep inside I was still seething with the ecstasy that I had experienced; the exquisite feel of my cock on my mom’s nyloned legs and the aftermath of sexual frenzy that I had experienced with my sister as she at first resisted, then capitulated to my base desires.

"Mike, It’s mom, we really need to talk," she called to me through the door.

"Mom, I’m just so sorry, I can’t talk to you, I’m such a bad son and a worthless brother," I croaked.

"Let me in Mike, we need to talk son," my mom insisted.

I dragged myself away from the chair by the window on leaden feet, dreading this encounter. I unlatched and open the door. Mom was dressed for work, her pristine white nurse’s uniform complemented by her white nylons and white nurse’s shoes. Although her shoes were ‘flats’, they somehow helped define her thighs and the calves that were on display below the hem of the skirt that came to just above her knees. I couldn’t help but admire her, she was stunning in my eyes, her makeup as usual was heavier than expected of someone in her profession, but it accentuated her sexiness, almost making her a caricature of the nurses seen in porno magazines and movies.

"Mom, I’m so sorry," I whispered as she entered.

"I just, I just," I couldn’t finish the sentence.

"We need to talk Mike," she half whispered, she started to cry and led me to the chair that was next to my study table.

I sat down and I felt all of my energy drain from me. I felt depleted of all energy and will. I was determined however to take full responsibility for my actions and tell mom everything. I would not let my sister take any blame for what I had done. Sure she had become a willing participant in our deviant encounter, but only after I had forced her.

Mom remained standing in front of me, and still my eyes drifted to her silken nyloned calves and then up to her thighs. I felt a further disgust directed at my wanton lust. I cleared my head and began:

"It was all my fault mom,"

"I forced Eileen to do what you saw. It’s all my fault and I won’t blame you if throw me out on the street."

"I let you down," I sobbed.

"Dad is in jail, I’m the ‘man of the house’ and now I fucked it all up by doing what I did to my sister."

"I’m so sorry," I sobbed.

"But it wasn’t just your sister was it?" mom stated in a firm voice.

"Eileen told me what she saw when she came home," she said.

"You were doing things to me while I was asleep, weren’t you?"

"Oh mom I’m so sorry," I whispered, "I, I, I, Just couldn’t help myself."

"Well son, can you explain to me why you did what you did?" mom asked sounding genuinely concerned.

I told her, I let it all out. I went on to explain my sexual desires and fetish. How, for as long as I could remember, I have had a fetish for nylon stockings and pantyhose. How once she and my sister had damaged and discarded their nylons I would retrieve them from the trash and alone in my room I would enact my pantyhose fantasies. How I would wear them, sniff them, and wank in them, all of my panty and pantyhose perversions. I told my mom that I could not resist the sight, feel, and smell of nylons.

I then told my mother how I felt being constantly surrounded by two sexy women wearing sheer pantyhose and short dresses or skirts. That when they sat around the house with their skirts hiked up or legs akimbo that I just had to retire to my room to take my pleasure with a pair of their discarded pantyhose or nylon panties that I had stolen from the wash-basket.

"Oh Mike, I’m so sorry, I didn’t realise you had these feelings for your sister and me. I’ll talk to Eileen tonight and explain it all. I don’t know what I’m going to do about what happened between you and her though; you know what you did was not only morally wrong, It was illegal."

"There is only one thing for it. It will have to be our family secret; you must never tell anyone, ever, ok?"

"Of course mom, I promise," I whispered.

"And Eileen will have to be convinced of the same. That only leaves me, and of course I’m not going to say anything. I will not have my family split up"

"So there Mike, we can just put this nasty episode behind us ok?"

My mom smiled sweetly and I realised how much I loved her. But even then, with al this going on my eyes drifted to the hem of her skirt and her silken thighs. My mom’s eyes followed mine and I knew she had seen what I was looking at. She frowned.

"Take a shower Mike, get ready for school. I’ve a phone call to make then I’ll drive you, ok son?" she smiled.

"Ok mom," I said, and bounded off the bed and down the hall to the bathroom.

Everything was going to be ok, I thought to myself. We just won’t talk about what happened last night and things will return back to normal. I stripped off and got under a warm shower. As I soaped my cock and balls a tingle started and I couldn’t help but stroke my hardening cock I was thinking about how I had climbed on my sister and dry fucked her through her pantyhose and panties.

I couldn’t help myself I still had my fetish. I turned off the water and climbed out the shower, drying myself on the towel. Then I went exploring in the washing basket. Bingo! I found the pantyhose mom had been wearing last night. I pulled them out of the basket and put them to my face. I felt the sheer nylon caress my face and smelt the faint aroma of my mother’s vagina in the crotch of the hose.

My cock was now hard and I lowered the pantyhose down to it. I opened the hose and pulled one leg over my cock and started to wank slowly. The feeling of the sheer nylon of my mother’s pantyhose on the nerve endings of my erect member was exquisite. I forced myself not to speed up the slow, deliberate, movements of my right hand wanking my hardon. With my left hand I gathered up the rest of the silky garment and began to slowly massage my balls. My thoughts now were of the earlier part of last night, how I had slid my cock up and down my mother’s silken calves, clad in these very silken sheer pantyhose.

Then I heard my mother’s voice, distant but loud enough to bring me out of my reverie. She was on the phone in her bedroom, I decided I better stop my wanton pleasure and get ready for school or mom would be suspicious. That wouldn’t do now that It looked like I was going to get away with what was virtually the rape of my sister, and certainly incest with both her and mom, (even though mom didn’t know what I had done to her).

I threw my discarded clothes into the wash basket on top of the pantyhose I had been wanking into. After years of masturbating with my mom’s and sister’s nylon panties and pantyhose, I knew how to replace the garments so that they would not be suspicious. Although my sister Eileen had said she had noticed come stains in hers. I would have to be careful in future I though. I may have agreed not to engage in incest but I had no intention of giving up my fetish.

I left the bathroom doing up my shave coat, a ratty robe I only wore to and from the bathroom for the sake of modesty. As I passed mother’s room I overheard her talking softly into the phone,

"He’s only 15 doctor but he’s maturing so fast. No I can’t tell you about it on the phone that’s why I want to make an appointment for me and him to see you as soon as possible!"

"Look you worked wonders with my depression when my husband went into prison, now I need you to help with a family crisis."

"No it’s mainly Mike and these depraved sexual urges he is having. I’ll explain it all to you before he goes in to see you, but you must keep it to yourself!"

"I know I have your word as my doctor, but what Mike’s been doing is pretty debauched. Ok then, we’ll be there in an hour, Mike thinks I’m taking him to school. Bye."

The fucking bitch! My mother the fucking bitch! My blood was boiling at this betrayal. I flung open the door just as my mom was hanging up. She was sitting on the bed next to the telephone on the nightstand. I stormed into the room and pushed her hard on her shoulders forcing her to fall back on the bed.

"You fucking bitch mom! You swore we would tell no one!"

She whimpered, I could see the fear in her face, "Mike its for the best. I have to get you some help if you are going to stay in same house with me and your sister."

"But you promised! We would all just say nothing, tell no one, and that would be it!"

"But Mike you need help!" she cried again.

Now I noticed how she had landed when I pushed her back on the bed. The hem of her white nurse’s uniform had ridden up and her legs were slightly parted. I could see her sexy sheer pantyhosed thighs tightly stretching the white cotton skirt. I felt my cock begin to harden and I looked into her face. Her makeup had started to smear because she was crying, the mascara darkening her eyes even more. My god she looked even sexier, sluttish in her pose, with her piled on makeup, dishevelled, and her skirt rucked up; she looked vulnerable. She looked fuckable !

"Oh I need help alright mom," I hissed.

"I need fucking help, the same kind of help sis gave me last night."

"So mommy are you going to help your son with this problem," I whispered harshly and opened my shave coat to reveal my hard throbbing cock to my mother.

"Mike! Son! No!" she screamed. "You can’t, please, cover yourself; I’m your mother for god sake!"

I was through talking; looking at her lying helpless on her bed only made me more aroused. As I leapt on her, my shave coat flew open, and I landed on top of her. I stretched her arms out and pinned her beneath me. I had landed directly on top of her with my legs between hers; my erect penis pushed against the cotton hem of her skirt and my face hovered over hers.

"Please Mike, stop this now, please have some respect for your mother," she whispered into my face only inches from hers.

Her breath was sweet, and looking into her sexy blue eyes and ruby lipsticked lips, I knew I couldn’t stop myself. I lowered my face onto hers and kissed her lips. She kept them tightly closed, but the taste of her lipstick and the feel of her fully clothed body against my almost naked body only inflamed my passions. I sighed and tried to force my tongue between her lips. My mother responded by squirming beneath me and wriggling to get free.

This was a disastrous mistake for my mother as her writhing caused her skirt to ride up further and my hard cock to come into contact with her pantyhosed thigh. I hung on to her, allowing her to move beneath me thus causing her nyloned leg to rub against my turgid penis. The feeling of her gossamer nylons on my cock was electrifying; along with the feel of her breasts inside her crisp white nurse’s uniform rubbing on my chest I was intoxicated with passion. The thought of finally consummating my deeply held secret passions for my mom in her uniform and pantyhose drove me to the peak of my desires.

"That’s it mommy, fight me if you want. You know my sister did at first, but she soon changed her mind," I whispered in her ear.

Then my mother realised what I was doing, holding on to her and allowing her struggle to inflame my passion. She lay still and looked me in the eyes.

"Well take what you want Mike. I won’t fight any more because I think that’s what you want. But remember you will have to live with consequences after," she whimpered.

I lowered my lips to hers and as they touched I whispered, "Fuck the consequences!"

I mashed my lips on hers and forced my tongue into her mouth. She didn’t respond but she didn’t fight either. Her lying prone and not offering any response at all only served to inflame me to greater passions. I put my hand between her legs and positioned my cock over her panty and pantyhose covered pussy and started to thrust slowly against her. I then eased my cock between the nylon gusset of her panties and the gossamer thin nylon of her sheer to the waist pantyhose covering her pussy. My cock was in a silken trap, caressed between her nylon panties and her hot cunt covered by her pantyhose.

I continued to kiss my mother as I humped her panty crotch, my cock was like a living thing, the sensation was so magnificent, better than anything I ever felt when masturbating, or even with my sister last night. I could feel the outline of my mom’s pussy lips through the hose and adjusted myself so my cock was between them. My precum was lubricating the nylon so I couldn’t tell if mom was aroused but she continued to lie there unresponsive.

I reached down with my hand and put a fingernail against the nylon covering her cunt and pushed until I felt the pantyhose tear. Still my mother didn’t move so I pushed forward with my hips. The tip of my cock forced its way through the hole in her pantyhose and was nestled in her pussy lips against the entrance to her cunt. I pushed forward again slowly but firmly and felt the head of my cock enter her. My mother grunted as my cock went inside her, but other than a flinch she made no effort to stop me. My mind was racing. I was fucking my mom! NO! I was raping my mom!

I pushed in further and found resistance. She was dry! It was obvious my mom was not going to capitulate and become a willing participant. I started a slow thrusting movement hardly moving my cock at all, just enough to get my precum lubricating my cock as I entered her further, millimetre by millimetre. We must have looked a sight, my mom lying on the bed her legs apart and her arms above her head held there by my free hand. Her skirt rucked up around her waist and her sheer nylon encased legs wide with me between them slowly humping and forcing my kisses on her, her heavy makeup smeared making her look like a whore.

Eventually I was fully inside her and my balls came to rest against the silken gusset of her panties that had been pushed aside to allow my entry. I was fighting off my orgasm; having to enter her slowly had helped. My precum had lubricated my mom’s cunt enough to enable my cock to fully penetrate her, but she was still very tight. My head was spinning with desire now and I knew the inevitable would happen soon, regardless of how slowly I fucked her.

I released the hold on her hands and lifted her silken pantyhosed legs up and around me. Mom didn’t fight; she hadn’t said a word other than the grunt as I entered her. She was just like a rag doll. Tears streamed slowly down her face and her eyes were closed. I shucked off the shave coat all the way so that I was fully naked and could feel the gauzy nylon of her pantyhose legs on my back and thighs. I pulled back my throbbing cock all the way and thrusted deeply into her, once, twice, three times. Each time I did, she grunted with the force of my thrusts. On the third thrust I pushed in as far as I could and rubbed my balls on her panty-ass and concentrated on the feel of her silken nylon legs against me. I exploded; torrents of come seemed to explode out my cock. The pleasure was so intense that it was almost painful.

I shuddered and groaned for what seemed like an eternity as I filled my mother with my hot seed. Eventually I came down from the plateaux of ecstasy and opened my eyes. I found myself looking at my mother’s icy blue eyes; they were devoid of emotion. She just stared up at me.

 

 

To be continued………………….