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Soo.. my mom's been staring at my bulge quite a bit lately, and when she hugs me sometimes she "accidentally" brushes her hand across my dick, but won't say anything my dad n the rest of the family is out of town it's just me n her.. Sup Forums think anything will happen?

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you must make it hppen

Go for it, put yourself out there more. I know from past experience. Pic related.

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Anyone got any stories they haven't told I'm curious

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make something happen!

Long Story user, if you're here you know what you must do!

nice

I jack off in front of my mom
I have autism so its ok
I get away with it because she thinks im a retard. I'm ok with that.

I applaud you.

A while back in an incest thread this user posted a long greentext about growing up with his slutty alcoholic/druggy mother. Did anyone save that?

I HEAR THE CRIES OF THE NEEDY AND I BRING DELIVERANCE!

Give me a few minutes to get it typed up again. Didn't save the last version.

Prophets will be maximized.

3D mom son stuff plz

thanks I'm not sure if she realizes I'm working it to her, but she thinks it's funny and jokes about it kinda teases me sometimes

oh please no that shit was too depressing the first time around

my boner was sad

Is this like the reverse or extreme of daddy issues?

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Shut the fuck up and let the man work.

you are the best!

Here you go bro.

>Sad Panda
>[Tsuzuru Miyabi] Saru ni onani (Monkey's Masturbation) [English]
>exhentai.org/g/124305/477fed86ff/

Wow Morrigan and her god-child? Never thought I'd see that, then again I never looked

Extreme. Trust me I'm a good source.

anymore of these? if you can plz post, I love these...

>Trust me I'm a good source.
-some guy on Sup Forums

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aw yeh

Got a lot more but cant upload because this site is fucking garbage

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Really? Okay then.

No idea what you people are on about but I need to know.

Not my biological mother, but the woman who took me in after my mother was arrested when I was 16 and has taken care of me until now (19). For description, she's got dirty blond hair, curls, and is about 5,5. She's early 40s and has decent sized tits and a wide ass. This all started recently.

>she trains me to do hospice care work, get my certifications and start the job
>we work the same patient just alternating shifts
>go for weeks and only see each other in passing
>we were really close before this, I call her ma a lot, and she has helped other people like me before, she has an elderly man who lives with us who she took in 8 years ago.
>bunch of drama a while back where my biological mother got out of jail, tried to reconnect, I told her to go to hell
>she tried to start shit with Stepmom (which is just what I'm gonna call her), they argued and Stepmom threw her off the property
>that night we had a really emotional talk where I told her I loved her and how much it meant to me what she had done, that I would do anything for her, etc
>we hug for a long time, she's in short shorts and a T with no bra, I'm in gym shorts and a white tee
>after a long time of hugging and going back and forth, she's still talking to me and I get a raging erection
>just above her mound, going up to her belly
>takes her a bit to realize that it is, we break from the hug and she laughs it off
>wipes tears from her eyes from earlier, then gives me a smile and wag of the finger, goes to bed without saying anything else
>get a text a little while later just saying I love you
>send the same back
>started having wet dreams about her
>started browsing MILF and incest threads
>became hard to be around her without leaving and fapping, never been like this before
>at the end of one of my shifts I'm dead tired, it's 6am, she tells me to just sleep at the patients house and leave when I wake up
>have a wet dream about her while sleeping on the couch
continued,

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Alright fags, here we go again.
You and me both mate.

Alright fags, I've posted this in a few Sup Forums threads before now and it got a good reaction thus far. This seems like the place to tell it again, so gather round kiddies, it's story time!

Before my family life fell apart, my mother and I had a somewhat nonstandard relationship.

(TLDR: we were both horrible, horrible people and there was sex)

>Be me.
>Be 16.
>Living with my two younger sisters and my mother.
>Mom was a (formerly) rich white girl who got knocked up at 15 and kicked out of the family house the day she turned 18.
(I guess because her strictly catholic parents decided a drugged up pregnant party girl wasn't good for the family image)
>She somehow manages to keep the two of us alive throughout my childhood and eventually adds two more daughters to the family with two different men.
>Both men abandon us within a few months.
>The family gets by on welfare, child support from three different men, and "odd jobs" my mom took.
(honestly I don't know if she was dealing drugs or donating plasma or fucking what. She could even have been modeling or hooking for all I know, goodness knows she had the looks for the job)
>Mom had me when she was 15, so she was only in her late twenties when I reached puberty.
>She more or less had two modes of dress: slutty housewife or club bunny. If she was at home she usually wore whatever skimpy thing she'd slept in, and if she was going out it was minidresses, short shorts, tank tops, that kind of "stare at my body while I dance" stuff.
>Considering the she's one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in person and she flaunted it to any guy who looked at her sideways, I never really had the luxery of not sexualizing my mom, though I spent most of my life in denial about it.

hurry up

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also props for delivering with detail

>The night when all this started I was stuck at home in our shitty two bedroom appartment watching my sisters again because my powerslut club-bunny failed excuse for a mother is out drinking with friends.
>Girls are asleep, it's about 3:30 AM
>Trying to fall asleep on the couch (two bedroom apartment, the girls needed their own space and my mom sure as shit wasn't going without her own bedroom, so I got the couch).
>Can't sleep, decide to rub one out and see if the post-fap crash helps me relax.
>Pull out my phone, head to pornhub
>Error: No Internet Connection.
>Of course mom didn't pay for the internet again.
>Frustrated, horny, staring at the ceiling rethinking my life.
>Door opens, mom stumbles in wearing high heals and a tight designer minidress, an outfit that probably costed more than my entire wardrobe combined.
>Her overall look is somewhere between trophy-wife and high class prostitute.
>She's obviously shitface drunk and high as a kite.
>I barely react at all; I was pretty used to that kind of entrence on her part.
>She'd been coming home like that at least a few times a week since I was still in gradeschool.
>Mom manages to make it like 4 steps inside before collapses halfway on the couch, halfway on the floor, somewhere just barely on this side of consciousness.
>She doesn't even close the fucking door, can't even make it all the way to the couch, much less to her own god damned bed.
>It takes a minute, but I finally manage to summon up the will to care.
>After I close the door I help her all the way onto the couch and get an eyefull of cleavage from that damn minidress.
>Try to keep my hands and eyes to myself as much as possible, but there was only so much I could actually do. In that outfit I felt dirty just touching her.
>Mom's out like a light the moment I get her laid down on the couch.
>Check to make sure she's breathing before I settle down on the recliner.

body pics?

LSA!! HE LIVES ANOTHER DAY!

(INB4 "why didn't you call an ambulence, she could have OD'd!" Yeah... No. If I called an ambulence every time my mom stumbled in and passed out drunk and high, we'd have gone broke in a week. We live in america so that shit aint free)
>Sitting there even hornier than before, as I'd more or less just felt up an attractive woman in a revealing outfit, however much I tried to avoid it.
>Get more and more angry the more I think about all my mother's shit.
>I'm pulling thirty hour work weeks on top of attending school, so no time for dating, and no time for friends outside of work.
>Spent most of my adolescent life taking care of my younger siblings.
>No free time, no pussy, all my money went to the family.
>Just sit there getting angrier.
>Horny, frustrated, furious, sitting there staring at a woman who I had a literal love-hate-relationship with.
>After a while something clicks (or possibly snaps) in my mind.
>I've got no social life because of this bitch, not gonna get any love from girls my own age, so why not get some at home?
>Walk over to her sleeping form and slowly, gently roll her onto her back and pull down the front of her dress.
(INB4 "You sick fuck!" Yeah, I know, trust me. More on that later.)
(INB4 "Bullshit, she'd wake up!" lol, nope! When my mom was high nothing short of cold water or an electrical shock would wake her up, and on a few terrifying occasions, not even that did it)
>I'm standing there with the front of her dress bunched up in my fist, staring at her (admittedly fantastic) breasts when it hits me.
>In a brief moment of sanity I ask myself, what am I doing?
>I just stood there staring down at her exposed, vulnerable, sleeping self.
>Was I really going to do this?
>She'd neglected me for years, but was I really going to take it this far?
>Even if she and I didn't get along, even as much as she'd neglected and ignored me over the years, I still loved her and so did my sisters.

Nope, nope, fuck you all, I'm out. That shit is too depressing to read again, I don't need those feels.

This new version is updated and edited a bit so it might be worth rereading.
>At the thought of my sisters all the rage comes flooding back, a tide of anger drowning out my hesitation.
>I could deal with the way she treated me, but my sisters deserved better.
>Oh, she'd hug and kiss them like any mother would. She'd give them whatever promises and gifts it would take to win their affection, but in the end that's all she did.
>She wasn't there for them. She didn't help them with their homework or stay home when they were sick. I did all that.
>She was their best friend, but she wasn't a mother.
>Behind the anger some cynical part of me wonders what she's good for if she won't be a mother or a provider.
>I resolved to find out.
>Hesitation cast aside, I finish pulling the top of her dress down to her waist.
>I start touching her breasts, tentatively at first, but more boldly over time. They feel warm and impossibly soft, so different from the scarred and calloused skin of my hands.
>Play with her rack for a bit, anger and frustration slowly giving way to a general feeling of satisfaction and arousal.
(real talk here for a second, my mom has some amazing tits. She's generally an attractive woman, so she's good all around, good hips, toned stomach, passable ass, but she has a god-tier rack)
>Almost painfully hard, never been so turned on in my life.
>Stand up and quietly check to be sure my sisters are still asleep.
>Shove aside the tiny (sane) part of my mind screaming that this was a terrible idea, that it was wrong, that I was crossing a line.
>Carefully straddle her chest and push my boxer shorts aside and rest my cock between those perfect breasts of hers.
>Push her breasts together with my cock sandwiched in between, start quickly fucking her tits like I'd seen in porn
>Feels fantastic but a little off.

no one has anymore actual mom pics?

>Eventually get the idea and slow down a bit, start using my hands so that I was pushing her breasts up and down on my cock as much as I was thrusting.
>It still felt a bit off, but it was ungodly pleasurable.
>Even though the actual sensation on my cock wasn't all that different from using my hand, her skin was so much smoother and softer than mine, and god, what a view.
>Somehow my mother looks more beautiful asleep than she does awake: that perfect face is unmarred by the icy contempt or cold indifference I'm so used to seeing.
>With her skin ever so slightly flushed and the peace of sleep on her face she looks... Warm. Peaceful.
>I lasted less than five minutes thrusting into those perfect breasts, staring at her beautiful sleeping face.
>After what feels to me like a few short moments, I feel an orgasm rushing at me like a truck.
>Lean forward, start thrusting faster.
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>Blow what was at the time the biggest load of my life all over her neck and chin.
>Lose a good five minutes to the post-orgasm crash, basking in the pleasure and warmth of the moment.
>Feels like heaven.
>Reality comes rushing back.
>I'm straddling my unconcious mother's stomach, staring at her cum-splattered chest and neck, wondering what the hell I've done.
>Panic and shame grip my mind for half a fleeting instant before I assert control.
>Carefully get off her and grab a washcloth from the kitchen.
>Get it wet with water as close to room temperature as I can.
>Clean off the cum, resisting the urge to lick and grope her now wet breasts.
>Gently, carefully pull her dress back up.
>Roll her onto her side, consider the situation for a moment before trying to make her comfortable with a pillow and a blanket.
>Most nights I just let her sleep in whatever she manages to stumble home in, but I felt hideously intimate with her after experiencing the most intense orgasm of my life with her, so making her comfortable felt necessary, somehow.

you pussy. you must bask in the glorious life journey that is Long Story Anons! feeeel his emotions!

(The irony of caring for her after molesting her in her sleep wasn't lost on me, even then)
>I briefly consider taking some pictures to save for later before words like "criminal prosecution" and "photographic evidence" pop into my mind.
>Lie back down in the recliner.
>After such an emotional rollercoaster of soaring rage and sinking guilt ending with a rapturously mind-blowing intense relief I was thoroughly depleted.
>I'm asleep in seconds.

>The next day I wake up about 7AM, grab some food, work homework and some household chores. Pretty standard morning for me.
>Girls wake up at 7:30, I get them ready for school.
>Right as we're walking out the door to start the day, mom wakes up, surprising considering she's usually asleep till at least noon.
>Fear leaps into my mind and almost paralyzes me before I brutally choke it down.
>Throw on my best poker face.
>She notices the blanket and pillow, looks at me with what I can only describe as a mix of gratitude, surprise, and maybe a little guilt.
>She looks like she's not sure what to say, but manages a sincere "Thanks user."
>Most days she doesn't even speak to me.
>Hearing just a thank you was... It felt pretty awesome, tbh.
>I suppress a surge of guilt, nod, and leave.

I've got more if there's interest. I ended up taking things even further over time until the grand confrontation when I was 18. I ended up getting a blowjob from her when I was 17, and fucking her a few months later.

Oh hey it's you again! So you still don't wanna meet up with your mom and sisters? Is it because of the guilt you feel?

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Oh yeah it's you! I was reading through your shit the other night when the thread crashed, had just finished the BJ part when it went down.

Carry on.

Honestly would love to see my son and wife doing this

Still waiting...

go on pls

go on...

So I do.

I'm not going to post pictures of my own mother on Sup Forums, no one has ever done that.

I get off on your discomfort.

Why yes, in the short time since I last posted I made up with my family and everything is perfectly happy and we all live in a big house on a farm with puppies and there's rainbows.

What do you think?

>I'm not going to post pictures of my own mother on Sup Forums, no one has ever done that.
i have, lol

oh stop being a faggot user you know we want you to post the rest

proof?

yes 100% interested you are fueling my boner user

cont for its sake

Haha I can try I liked that she was staring at my bulge when u wear athletic shorts, I was thinking about somehow "accidentally" letting her see me nude n take it from there if anything happens I shall bring photos
How did you go about the situation though user?

Inb4 mom shoots up on some crap in front of him in the kitchen, he fucks her while half unconscious

Why would you do that? Those pictures are never leaving the internet now mate.

Alright then, here we go.
>Be me.
>Be 17.
>Life was pretty good.
>Mom still managed to piss me off every day, but all in all life was okay.
>She starts going out more often, spends a max of maybe 10 hours a day at home now, a lot of nights she never even comes home at all.
>The bitch rarely even spends any time with my sisters.
>She only shows up when she needs a place to sleep off a high or when there was a new welfare check for her to cash.
>She occasionally gives me a few hundred dollars to help pay for the kids, as if that was enough.
>Elderly couple moves in across the hall, we'll call them the Millers.
>Over time I get on good terms with them, they seem trustworthy and they loved my sisters (they didn't have any grandkids, so my sisters seemed like angels to them).
>At that time they were kinda like the grandparents we never knew.
(I did actually meet my grandparents when I was eighteen and really hit it off with my grandfather, but more on that later)
>Right around this time my mom started to get into legal trouble as the government finally picked up on the fact that they were supporting someone who by all rights should be able to support themself. It seems like she might get kicked off welfare so I've got money on my mind.
>Also right around this time I realized that the business my friends and I had started could actually pull a living wage if we stepped things up a bit.
>I start taking night classes at a local tech school.
>The Millers offer to keep an eye on my sisters a few nights a week.
>We get a good system going on in which my sisters stayed with them three nights a week so I could have more time for study and classes.
>Pretty good deal, all things considered. My sisters spent as much time with the Millers as they did at home, and everyone involved is happy.

I don't know, maybe you've changed your mind since you first started posting here. Maybe in the future?

Yes thank you ive heard his story too now stfu.

meh, who cares? it'd be hot if i saw someone reposted her

youre the worst kind of story ruining faggot that exists. be ashamed

I didn't know you liked puppies and rainbows.

This position looks uncomfortable as fuck

Anyone else having problems with the captchas just showing as white boxes?
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too spooky mate too spooky you know my life man are you me bro are you me????
>My sisters get some friendly, doting parent figures, the Millers get the grandkids they always wanted, my mother gets to ignore her family even more than she already did.
>But in this arrangement, I was the real winner. Not only did I now have enough time to take classes and pull more hours at work to bring home more cash for the family, I actually had time to hang out with friends every once in a great while.
>Doing well in all my classes. Hitting up the gym with my friends, getting fit. Mrs. Miller was a great cook and taught me what she knew, so I ate good food most of the time. Actually making enough money out of our business to have a bit of disposable income.
>Don't get me wrong, life wasn't perfect. My mom was still an icy bitch, and every week I was balancing 30+ hours at work with another 35 hours finishing highschool and another 12 hours or so of classes at the tech, and almost all of my free time went to studying.
>There was still plenty wrong with my life.
>But I had enough.
>My sisters were happy, I had good friends, I had good work, I looked good, I had all kinds of teenaged pussy from girls at school, and my mother was pretty much absent from my life.
>Those days mom was nothing more than the sexy club bunny I played with every now and then.
>Three nights a week, Monday Wednesday and Friday when the girls were at the Miller's if mom happenend to be home and happened to be sleeping off a high, I could have as much fun as I wanted for as long as I wanted.
>I'd play with her every chance I got, but the girls had to be at the Miller's and she had to be sleeping off some drugs or booze, preferably both, or I wouldn't risk it.
>It also depended on what she happened to be high on that night.

>I've never been one for hard drugs, so I have no idea what she was taking, but I could pick up patterns.
>Some nights she'd be anxious and twitchy, best to just leave her alone then.
>Some nights she'd be lethargic and giggly, pretty much the only time she was relaxed around me, so the only time we could just sit and chill, although EVEN THEN the bitch would barely speak to me, though she was less hostile.
>Very rarely she'd be sluggish and suggestable, a good time to try to get cash out of her.
>Most of the time she'd just pass out, and on those nights I could have some fun.
>I'd make sure she was really unconcious, lose my clothes, then have some fun.
>Often times I'd repeat my first night with her (with lube now, I learned some shit over time) with a good titfuck.
>Other nights I'd lay down behind her in bed and spoon her, groping her tits from behind and rubbing my cock between her ass cheeks until I came all over her lower back.
>Sometimes I'd lay her on her stomach so she was bent over the side of her bed and pull her dress up over her ass and see where my tongue would take me.
>A couple weeks after we'd started with this new arrangement I came home sore and tired after a long day to find my mother lying in her bed, nude save for a blanket and the g-string that had fallen halfway down her legs.
(it's possible it was a t-string; I'm not entirely sure of the difference)
>She was lying on her back with her legs slightly spread, so being the sick bastard I was, I stripped down to boxers, threw my clothes in my room, and layed down on top of her.
>From the gentle sheen of sweat on her body and the smell of alcohol on her breath, I knew she'd likely be unconscious for at least the next ten hours, but I checked to be sure she was really out anyway.

>With little preamble I started rubbing my diamond-hard cock against her pussy, not penetrating, just rubbing against her, enjoying the feeling of warmth and intimacy, occasionally looking down to watch my cock slide against her moist pussy.
>Just sit there basking in the moment for a while, slowly sliding against her, staring down at her beautiful sleeping face
>As was typical when she came home high, she hadn't washed off her makeup when she went to bed, so her lips still looked bright and warm, her cheeks even so slightly flushed from a night of drinking and dancing and who knows what else.
>Her lips were slightly parted, looking full and inviting.
>Hesitantly I reach up to touch them, surprised at how warm and smooth they felt.
>My mother had always been so cold and distant that it felt more taboo to touch her face than it did to grope and touch her body, after all, she'd never hidden her body from me, but her lips?
>I don't remember her ever kissing me, even when I was a child; her lips were not for me.
>Yet here I was, touching them, feeling their warmth.
>Out of curiousity I gently push my fingers into her mouth, something I'd never done.
>Almost as soon as my fingers entered her mouth her tongue begin to move, much to my horror.
>Thinking she was waking up I pulled my finger out of her mouth and held perfectly still, watching her eyes and her gently parted mouth for more signs of motion.
>I laid there on top of her for what must have been at least ten minutes, motioness, watching her breath. Watching and waiting.
>When it became clear she wasn't waking up, I repeated my earlier exploration of her lips.
>After a night of cautious experimentation I discovered that as soon as something entered her mouth, my mother started gently moving her tongue.
(To this day I still don't know if that's something everyone does or if it's just some people or if she was just that much of a powerslut that she sucked anything you put in her mouth)

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