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Whoever throws the first stone is the mother who has never wanted to try her son's cock!
I used the vibrator with her... while I was with her son:Good evening Aunt Tati, I'd like to share my experience with you and also exchange opinions and experiences about incest, as these topics really get me going. First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Raúl.
I don't want to overwhelm you with unnecessary details, so I'll get straight to the point:
My wife's name is Sandra, we've been married almost ten years now, actually she's my second wife since my first marriage didn't work out. Despite being her first marriage, she has a son from a past relationship and a premature birth. When she accepted marrying me, we moved in together, I promised to take care of her son and treat him like one of my own. After all these years, we're just like any other family.
Recently an old fantasy of mine has been revived, which dates back a long time and is related to the topic of incest. I used to desire my own mother and many times I remember spying on her, even touching to satisfy my thirst, but it never happened because she's a very old-fashioned person who would never accept something like that. Time passed and my fantasy faded away until recently when it was reborn.
Then I started fantasizing about the idea of my stepson desiring my wife, this idea really got me going and many times I had thoughts about what would happen if something were to occur between them, and I think I'd get very excited seeing it. At first I tried to notice if there was anything evil in him when looking at his mother, but I couldn't detect anything, apparently my stepson didn't suffer from the same problem as me.
My wife is a woman with curves that are... well, she's managed to achieve a good body thanks to her good genetics. Let's say she could be a milf that any teenager would dream of being with, which is why I was so surprised not to see a strong intention on part of my stepson.
Another day when talking to her, I mentioned the topic by asking if she thought her son would have a girlfriend or if he'd already start his life sexual, which didn't respond much, but she did confess that once she had seen stains like semen on her sheets. I asked for her opinion and she said it seemed very normal to her in someone of her age, but the topic didn't go any further.
After some time thinking and fantasizing, I had an idea:
My wife has to travel a lot for work, which means we're apart for several days, but we've managed to keep the spark alive between us. Something I forgot to mention earlier is that my wife is very hot and open about sex, we've talked about fantasies and fetishes we share, among other things. We'd been using a vibrator she bought that can be controlled from a distance, so she only had to put it in her vagina while I controlled it with the app on my phone. We had several fun nights thanks to the toy.
The idea was to tell my wife to put it on for our game that night; I also asked her to wear a sexy outfit, and she chose a fine lace set without underwear. On the other hand, minutes before starting with my wife, I snuck into my stepson's room and told him that his mother and I were getting ready to watch a movie and wanted him to join us, in fact, I told him it was mainly his mother's desire so they could spend more time together.
He agreed without problems and said he'd be there in ten minutes. When I got back into the room, I found my wife in one of her sexiest and most revealing pajamas, with no underwear and a little noticeable under her small pajama pants. We were ready to start when my stepson arrived saying he was ready for the movie, my wife confused asked him but I told her I had invited him before and forgotten all about it.
She got upset at what seemed like my lack of attention but didn't know that everything was a plan. We put the movie on later, my stepson got in between us and I left at halftime with an excuse to go to the bathroom. There started my plan for real, I entered the app and started playing with her while spying through a gap in the door. You can't imagine the face my wife made when I started playing with the vibrator, she didn't know where to put herself, looking around everywhere but couldn't see me. My stepson noticed it, even asked if something was wrong but she covered it up well by pretending she wanted to go to the bathroom too. I increased the intensity and swear she didn't know what face to make, she was holding back with all her might and clearly wouldn't be able to get rid of that with her son there, so she got up and said she'd go to the bathroom in the living room. When she left the room, I went back to bed and asked about her, told me she had gotten weird and gone to the bathroom. I said I was going to check on her but it was an excuse to get out and see her. She was indeed in the bathroom and although I couldn't see her, I pressed my ear against the door and discovered she was masturbating, I heard her let out a couple of moans and I have to admit it got me hot. Did the situation with her son make her hot? The thing is that I went back to bed, she came back soon and didn't say much about it. When the movie ended and my stepson left, she told me what had happened. I denied having anything to do with the incident and said maybe it was just a malfunction or something like that. Made a few comments to see if the topic would come up again and get her to confess something but got nothing. That's right, we made love like in our best times, she was very hot and you could tell her excitement. Thanks for reading me, Aunt Tati, I hope my little experience serves your wonderful stories that I'm eager to keep reading. A greeting and I hope to stay in touch soon if something else happens.Note: I've stayed in touch with Raúl until today. He's one of my subscribers here, loves my stories and occasionally we have conversations about his case. When I told him I wanted to collect experiences to publish and include his, he loved the idea. So I'm doing it with his full knowledge and consent.
He asked me to add that his fantasy has decreased due to his stepson not being very interested, however, his wife has been more open to experimenting and they've even talked about the topic. If you're interested in knowing more, I can talk more about his case in a future publication.
My stepsister is trying to provoke me and I let myself get carried away:Good night Aunt Tati, I'm coming to tell you about a brief experience I had on a trip and I want to share it with you and have you share it with your followers.
About two years ago, I met a woman who captivated me, we started a relationship that gradually became more serious until we decided to get married. When we moved in together, we agreed to live with her children: two boys and one girl, the youngest of all.
I always got along well with them, so our relationship had a good course, but since we all moved in together about a few months ago, I started feeling an unconventional attitude from my wife's daughter. My stepdaughter was very affectionate and attached to everyone, but sometimes I felt she overdid it with me, considering she's a young woman with good attributes and physically attractive. I always tried to ignore it, but I won't deny that I felt tempted at times. Lately, I've noticed her rebellious attitude and breaking the rules, so I didn't pay much attention to her.
Let's say we normalized the situation up to a certain point, but everything took another turn during a trip.
We went to Panama to meet another country, where we had fun and good moments. Everything was normal until one night when we all wanted to go out except my wife, who felt sick and preferred to rest. I then left with my stepsons to take a walk.
We arrived at a part behind the beach with many bars and party people, many already drunk and all with a bit of a daring touch. Most were young, although not as young as my stepsons, so I asked them to go somewhere else but they wanted to stay.
At some point, we separated and left alone with my stepdaughter, the two boys had gone off in another direction.
I was very worried because I didn't want my wife to get angry for leaving them to drink alcohol, but my stepdaughter calmed me down and we went to look for them. We arrived at a very isolated where there were almost no people, then she noticed a sign and made me go there. When we arrived, she said that if we took a shot I told her we shouldn't because it would bother her mother but she said it would be a secret and she would never tell anyone, also mentioned being her first times and preferred to learn with someone she trusted, then I accepted. I called the waiter and got my wallet, asked for two shots of tequila, but before paying my stepsister interrupted me saying that if what the sign said was true, then the waiter gave her a bold look and told her yes, then she screamed: Don't worry, I'll invite. My strong point isn't English, I asked her what the sign said and she said you'll see. The conditions set by the waiter were that I had to take a photo next to the sign, then I thought it was just that to receive the shots for free. The waiter offered to take the picture and my stepsister told me to give him my phone so he could do it. They can imagine my face when my stepsister gets up and shows off her breasts to the few people who were there. I blushed unexpectedly and noticeably, even the waiter said look how you put your boyfriend and they both laughed. Then I understood that the sign said that if you show your tits, they'll give you shots. I confess Aunt Tati that I had been looking at my stepsister for a while because I noticed she was wearing a blouse without underwear and she has big breasts, they were noticeable enough. I didn't say anything out of respect, but after seeing my stepsister's breasts like that, I couldn't help it anymore, I got an erection and it all made me pretty hot. After we got the shots, we drank them and I tried not to talk too much, there was tension in the air but my stepsister looked more cheerful and playful. Before leaving, she asked if I wanted another one and honestly I didn't know what to say because of course I wanted to see her breasts again, but the waiter She said it was one for each person then I offered to pay for the second. We drank it and walked off almost without talking, later my other step-siblings arrived and we went back to the hotel again. When they went to their room my stepsister stayed behind and bid me farewell with a kiss on the cheek very close to the lips and told me thanks for everything and not to tell anyone what she did. I told her I would delete the photo but she laughed and said keep it if you want, then she entered her room and I didn't see her again until the next day.
The rest of the trip I tried to spend time alone with her to see if something like that happened again but it was extremely difficult. Since then not much has happened but I still feel her attitude very insistent towards me sometimes and I get too hot. I beg you for some useful advice, Aunt Tati, many thanks and I hope to speak more fluently with you soon.
I forgot to add that that night I made love to my wife like an animal, I'm sorry to admit it but on several occasions I thought of my stepsister and the image of her tits. Also the next day I masturbated with the photo and sometimes I do, I share it so as not to seem a liar.
Thanks Aunt Tati, I love your work on this topic and being able to open up like this with you.Note: Communication continued with Horacio for several months during which we talked about his experience and how it gave rise to a desire for his stepdaughter. There haven't been many more situations like that in which he's noticed something weird, but nothing as crucial as what he relates here. There aren't many more updates on his case. Horacio also agreed to share the image, however I decided not to upload it due to Patreon's rules. If you want to see it, you can write me in chat or email and you'll receive it.
My stepson is obsessed with me:Good morning, Aunt Tatiana, I apologize in advance for the boldness of writing to you directly like this, but I'm currently living a situation with my stepson and would like to know if you can guide me, I'm paying attention to your response.
Many thanks for your prompt response, it seems like a reasonable price to talk about the situation with my stepson, I confirm the time and date of the appointment and send the context in advance so you can get familiar with the case.
Two years ago, I lived with my husband and stepson, just the three of us because his sister had left the house. I don't have children, but I accepted my husband's at the time of marriage as if they were my own. Until recently, everything was normal but a few months ago, I started noticing a sudden change in my stepson towards me, let me explain.
His name is Sebastián, he's 20 years old, went to university but recently decided to stop studying because he's a bit depressed after breaking up with his girlfriend. Since then, he spends all his time at home, doesn't go out with friends or anything. This made cohabitation too difficult, especially with my husband, because he always tells him he's lazy and does nothing. I try to mediate between them but sometimes it's impossible, although thanks to this I've managed to gain Sebastián's trust.
That approach made him open up and tell me a bit more about his situation with his ex-girlfriend, so much that he even confessed being very worried because he hadn't had sex for a long time and it was affecting him. I understood perfectly because at that age one only thinks about that, then I advised him to find other women.
The problem is that since then, he's been looking for me! I can't understand it very well but after that conversation, I realized he looks at me all the time, it's hard for him to maintain eye contact because his eyes always go to my breasts or butt. I'm not a sensual woman or anything like that, I consider myself quite average, however it seems that for He am a super model. Until then let's say that was quite acceptable, but later I discovered he was stealing my underwear to masturbate because I would find them smeared with semen in my drawer. That seemed unacceptable and I thought about telling my husband, but I regretted it because, as I told you before, his relationship is not the best, despite being his son, he treats him with a lot of rudeness.
I let it pass until one day I spoke to him and made him understand that it was very bad. He admitted it and promised not to do it again, but weeks later I found myself in the same situation.
Another day I remember seeing him leave the room only in his boxers with a notable erection, this repeated several times until I understood that his goal was for me to look at him, although I also noticed he got very nervous when he was like that around me.
Everything remained like that until Saturday.
That day I woke up around 8 am, my usual time when not working. My husband had gone out early to exercise and Sebastián and I were alone. I went to the kitchen in my pajamas, which were just woman's boxers and a loose blouse, nothing sexy. I wasn't wearing a bra, admit that could have been something that provoked it a bit, but not too much since my breasts weren't noticeable because of the looseness of the blouse.
I was walking without worrying because Sebastián usually wakes up very late, almost at 12, then I prepared breakfast when I suddenly felt a presence behind me, I didn't manage to turn around because he stuck himself completely to my body and the first thing I felt was his erection in the middle of my buttocks, I tried to push him away but he held me back with great force while talking to me as if nothing. I asked him to come but he took it as a game, didn't let me go and every time he pushed his penis harder, I could feel it completely back there.Read complete at:https://www.patreon.com/latiarelatos]
I masturbated in the shower... next to my mother:Aunt Tatiana, I regret the hour at which I write this but I want to tell you my story: Always had an obsession with my mother, a memory from years ago of feeling this strange attraction. I know it's not something common and normal, but since I see that you know about the topic I would like to ask for your opinion.
My mom is a very attractive woman, blonde, white, thin, has operated breasts and a sculptural body. I remember when I was in school, my friends always made comments about her. Always bothered me a lot that they did because it annoyed me and I completely rejected them saying that I didn't think the same as they did, but the truth is that later I would come home to masturbate thinking about her.
I believe my friends desired her more because it made it more morbid and exciting for me, you can imagine my thoughts.
However, it was later when I started feeling really excited around her, had to pretend not to discover the great erection she caused in me whenever she touched any part of my body or even seeing her at home clothes.
Then I became addicted to incest stories, photos, and that kind of porn, everything that helped my fantasy of having sex with mom got me very hot. Even found an app that allowed me to upload a photo of hers to see how it would look naked. With those photos I have masturbated a lot, they look very natural and feel incredible morbid.
However, that wasn't the most reckless thing I did. In mid-year we went to the beach with all my family, naturally including my mother. I was really excited knowing I would see my mom's body in a bikini for some days. From the first day I had to cover myself because my erection was noticeable when I saw mom in a small blue bikini.
In the sea several times I saw her bra come undone and almost show her tits. I couldn't hold back and threw myself on the sand thinking about other things.
Later, when we returned to the hotel, my mother went to her room and my father He stayed at the bar with other guests. Upstairs I thought about how to see Mom, since I knew she was alone and wearing that thing that drove me crazy, then an idea occurred to me.
I arrived at her room and when I knocked, she opened the door for me, indeed she still had on the bikini, then it cost me to look her in the eye. I lied saying I needed to use the bathroom urgently because my brother was using our room's one, she accepted but told me she was going to shower, so if I didn't mind using it with her in the shower.
I was surprised by her confidence, since although we are very close, she never used to show herself like that. She entered first and closed the glass door that separated us, then I saw how she hung her bikini top on the high part of the glass door, I imagined her naked and my penis stopped again. I felt her open the shower and started masturbating. It was the most yummy masturbation of my life while knowing she was naked behind the glass, touching her entire body.Read complete at:https://www.patreon.com/latiarelatos]
Experience with my son:I'm willing to share my story with you only because I do it from anonymity. My name is Andrea, I live in Colombia like you and I am 46 years old. I found her through her stories, as I sometimes take refuge there to search for answers to a question that has been haunting my head for weeks and only in her letters did I find the honesty I need to share my experience and seek answers.
I learned from your story about your nephew, that just like me, you wrote because you didn't have anyone to talk to about it. I understand because it happens to me too. The story I'm going to tell is unknown to anyone and I hope it will continue to be so. I would like to maintain a more fluid conversation with you, as I feel that just like me, having lived a similar experience, you can understand me and advise me wisely.
I don't seek perverts who see everything with lust and unfortunately, until before discovering you, I only interacted with such types (men). You will then understand why my distrust was at first, but I feel that this is a serious topic that must be treated as such.
I don't want to go on, so with your permission, I would like to start.
First of all, I'll give you an idea of how my life is. I'm a single mother of a young man, his father abandoned us years ago. He only responded for the maintenance of his son in his early years of life, but then he didn't visit us or answer calls again.
My son grew up with me all this time, I had to be both paternal and maternal at the same time, I did my best and I think I managed a good upbringing. On my part, after his father abandoned us, I tried several relationships but none were successful, they were always men interested in our economic stability.
With the years, the flame of desire was extinguished in me. I went so long without a partner that finally I didn't feel the need for one, but this would be until this year, where something rekindled the flame in me.
I don't know... Exactly what it's about, but it was like lighting a flame and an immense bonfire igniting immediately. Maybe the fact that my unmarried sister also found a stable partner and got married was the spark for me to feel that need again.
What I want to refer to with precision is a specific moment, but first, I'll explain everything that came before so you can understand better.
I'm not sure if it was envy, jealousy or some type of insecurity due to my age and being single, but I felt the urge to get a partner soon, not just for my image, but also because I started feeling lonely in several aspects, especially sexually.
I went back to masturbating and searching for ways to satisfy myself, but ultimately I wanted to feel another body, another person, another soul that would quench that thirst in me, but unfortunately, I didn't have any results.
Then I'll advance to the day of my sister's wedding, when what I'm about to tell happened here.
My house is very large and spacious, plus there's a very nice living room inside the condominium where I live that serves for celebrations. So we agreed with my sister to celebrate there after the ceremony in church.
That night, all my family and my brother-in-law's family came to celebrate. We got animated and drank everyone, almost to the point of getting drunk. Luckily, I controlled myself, but I do recognize that at one point during the night, I let go and had too much to drink. I ended up drinking quite a bit, to the point where I started thinking again that my life was sad because my sister would be celebrating her wedding night with sex and lots of passion while I'd be alone.
When everything was over, I went back home with my sister, her husband, and other relatives. There, I remembered that some people asked me to stay at my house due to the hour and because they had drunk too much and couldn't drive. Despite the space in my house, we only have two beds since it's just my son and me, so I offered them my bed and told He who slept in my bed. I also remembered that when I told my son this, I knew he had also drunk with his cousins because of the way he looked at me and acted. I didn't get angry at the moment, as I didn't let myself, I was more worried about being so drunk.
I waited for my sister and the rest to leave before going to my room. There was my son, just as I thought.
I knew it would be strange, since from very small he hadn't slept with me and now things were different, but what seemed even stranger is that thinking about it made me remember a couple of things that made me nervous.
First, I thought again about my little sexual activity, I felt somewhat excited thanks to the alcohol, so I wasn't thinking clearly. I also remembered what happened years ago:
My son had moments of rare behavior, but at the same time normal for his age. I discovered he masturbated secretly, many times finding semen stains in his room, but never told him anything for obvious reasons. It's normal, let's say, in all people. What didn't seem normal to me was discovering that he also had moments when he looked at me with obscenity.
His eyes would go to my cleavage or other parts when I wore somewhat revealing clothes, which is not something I'm used to doing.
They may think I'm crazy or desperate, but remembering those moments made me even more excited than I already was. Feeling a man's gaze, his desire, his urge to see my body or touch it, all of that provoked in me an unremediable madness.
I sat at the foot of the bed for a while trying to organize the thoughts that invaded me, I wanted to think about other things but couldn't. I didn't know what to do, I was very lost and it cost me to do everything honestly.
I thought it would be better to go to sleep, so I changed, but before doing so something occurred to me.
I searched for a silk dress that I had kept for many years, I used it to sleep and feel sexy in previous years, it was time to bring it back... Use it.
I found it under my other pajamas, I took it out and was going to change in the bathroom when I had another idea.
I talked to my son to see if he would respond, but I didn't receive any response from him. Then I thought it was unnecessary to go to the bathroom, since no one was looking at me.
Right there, with him lying on my bed, I undressed slowly until I was completely naked, something I never do. When I was completely naked, I looked back at him to see if he was spying on me like in previous years, but nothing.
I put the dress on and discovered that some sizes had increased because it no longer fit me as loosely as before, now it fitted my body, especially my hips, butt, and breasts.
Being naked in front of him increased all the excitement I had. I was officially wet being a voyeur with my own son.
Then I got into bed next to him...Read complete at:https://www.patreon.com/latiarelatos]Thanks to all for reading and supporting me in my passion for writing and sharing unique experiences. A kiss.Aunt Tati
Whoever throws the first stone is the mother who has never wanted to try her son's cock!
I used the vibrator with her... while I was with her son:Good evening Aunt Tati, I'd like to share my experience with you and also exchange opinions and experiences about incest, as these topics really get me going. First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Raúl.
I don't want to overwhelm you with unnecessary details, so I'll get straight to the point:
My wife's name is Sandra, we've been married almost ten years now, actually she's my second wife since my first marriage didn't work out. Despite being her first marriage, she has a son from a past relationship and a premature birth. When she accepted marrying me, we moved in together, I promised to take care of her son and treat him like one of my own. After all these years, we're just like any other family.
Recently an old fantasy of mine has been revived, which dates back a long time and is related to the topic of incest. I used to desire my own mother and many times I remember spying on her, even touching to satisfy my thirst, but it never happened because she's a very old-fashioned person who would never accept something like that. Time passed and my fantasy faded away until recently when it was reborn.
Then I started fantasizing about the idea of my stepson desiring my wife, this idea really got me going and many times I had thoughts about what would happen if something were to occur between them, and I think I'd get very excited seeing it. At first I tried to notice if there was anything evil in him when looking at his mother, but I couldn't detect anything, apparently my stepson didn't suffer from the same problem as me.
My wife is a woman with curves that are... well, she's managed to achieve a good body thanks to her good genetics. Let's say she could be a milf that any teenager would dream of being with, which is why I was so surprised not to see a strong intention on part of my stepson.
Another day when talking to her, I mentioned the topic by asking if she thought her son would have a girlfriend or if he'd already start his life sexual, which didn't respond much, but she did confess that once she had seen stains like semen on her sheets. I asked for her opinion and she said it seemed very normal to her in someone of her age, but the topic didn't go any further.
After some time thinking and fantasizing, I had an idea:
My wife has to travel a lot for work, which means we're apart for several days, but we've managed to keep the spark alive between us. Something I forgot to mention earlier is that my wife is very hot and open about sex, we've talked about fantasies and fetishes we share, among other things. We'd been using a vibrator she bought that can be controlled from a distance, so she only had to put it in her vagina while I controlled it with the app on my phone. We had several fun nights thanks to the toy.
The idea was to tell my wife to put it on for our game that night; I also asked her to wear a sexy outfit, and she chose a fine lace set without underwear. On the other hand, minutes before starting with my wife, I snuck into my stepson's room and told him that his mother and I were getting ready to watch a movie and wanted him to join us, in fact, I told him it was mainly his mother's desire so they could spend more time together.
He agreed without problems and said he'd be there in ten minutes. When I got back into the room, I found my wife in one of her sexiest and most revealing pajamas, with no underwear and a little noticeable under her small pajama pants. We were ready to start when my stepson arrived saying he was ready for the movie, my wife confused asked him but I told her I had invited him before and forgotten all about it.
She got upset at what seemed like my lack of attention but didn't know that everything was a plan. We put the movie on later, my stepson got in between us and I left at halftime with an excuse to go to the bathroom. There started my plan for real, I entered the app and started playing with her while spying through a gap in the door. You can't imagine the face my wife made when I started playing with the vibrator, she didn't know where to put herself, looking around everywhere but couldn't see me. My stepson noticed it, even asked if something was wrong but she covered it up well by pretending she wanted to go to the bathroom too. I increased the intensity and swear she didn't know what face to make, she was holding back with all her might and clearly wouldn't be able to get rid of that with her son there, so she got up and said she'd go to the bathroom in the living room. When she left the room, I went back to bed and asked about her, told me she had gotten weird and gone to the bathroom. I said I was going to check on her but it was an excuse to get out and see her. She was indeed in the bathroom and although I couldn't see her, I pressed my ear against the door and discovered she was masturbating, I heard her let out a couple of moans and I have to admit it got me hot. Did the situation with her son make her hot? The thing is that I went back to bed, she came back soon and didn't say much about it. When the movie ended and my stepson left, she told me what had happened. I denied having anything to do with the incident and said maybe it was just a malfunction or something like that. Made a few comments to see if the topic would come up again and get her to confess something but got nothing. That's right, we made love like in our best times, she was very hot and you could tell her excitement. Thanks for reading me, Aunt Tati, I hope my little experience serves your wonderful stories that I'm eager to keep reading. A greeting and I hope to stay in touch soon if something else happens.Note: I've stayed in touch with Raúl until today. He's one of my subscribers here, loves my stories and occasionally we have conversations about his case. When I told him I wanted to collect experiences to publish and include his, he loved the idea. So I'm doing it with his full knowledge and consent.
He asked me to add that his fantasy has decreased due to his stepson not being very interested, however, his wife has been more open to experimenting and they've even talked about the topic. If you're interested in knowing more, I can talk more about his case in a future publication.
My stepsister is trying to provoke me and I let myself get carried away:Good night Aunt Tati, I'm coming to tell you about a brief experience I had on a trip and I want to share it with you and have you share it with your followers.
About two years ago, I met a woman who captivated me, we started a relationship that gradually became more serious until we decided to get married. When we moved in together, we agreed to live with her children: two boys and one girl, the youngest of all.
I always got along well with them, so our relationship had a good course, but since we all moved in together about a few months ago, I started feeling an unconventional attitude from my wife's daughter. My stepdaughter was very affectionate and attached to everyone, but sometimes I felt she overdid it with me, considering she's a young woman with good attributes and physically attractive. I always tried to ignore it, but I won't deny that I felt tempted at times. Lately, I've noticed her rebellious attitude and breaking the rules, so I didn't pay much attention to her.
Let's say we normalized the situation up to a certain point, but everything took another turn during a trip.
We went to Panama to meet another country, where we had fun and good moments. Everything was normal until one night when we all wanted to go out except my wife, who felt sick and preferred to rest. I then left with my stepsons to take a walk.
We arrived at a part behind the beach with many bars and party people, many already drunk and all with a bit of a daring touch. Most were young, although not as young as my stepsons, so I asked them to go somewhere else but they wanted to stay.
At some point, we separated and left alone with my stepdaughter, the two boys had gone off in another direction.
I was very worried because I didn't want my wife to get angry for leaving them to drink alcohol, but my stepdaughter calmed me down and we went to look for them. We arrived at a very isolated where there were almost no people, then she noticed a sign and made me go there. When we arrived, she said that if we took a shot I told her we shouldn't because it would bother her mother but she said it would be a secret and she would never tell anyone, also mentioned being her first times and preferred to learn with someone she trusted, then I accepted. I called the waiter and got my wallet, asked for two shots of tequila, but before paying my stepsister interrupted me saying that if what the sign said was true, then the waiter gave her a bold look and told her yes, then she screamed: Don't worry, I'll invite. My strong point isn't English, I asked her what the sign said and she said you'll see. The conditions set by the waiter were that I had to take a photo next to the sign, then I thought it was just that to receive the shots for free. The waiter offered to take the picture and my stepsister told me to give him my phone so he could do it. They can imagine my face when my stepsister gets up and shows off her breasts to the few people who were there. I blushed unexpectedly and noticeably, even the waiter said look how you put your boyfriend and they both laughed. Then I understood that the sign said that if you show your tits, they'll give you shots. I confess Aunt Tati that I had been looking at my stepsister for a while because I noticed she was wearing a blouse without underwear and she has big breasts, they were noticeable enough. I didn't say anything out of respect, but after seeing my stepsister's breasts like that, I couldn't help it anymore, I got an erection and it all made me pretty hot. After we got the shots, we drank them and I tried not to talk too much, there was tension in the air but my stepsister looked more cheerful and playful. Before leaving, she asked if I wanted another one and honestly I didn't know what to say because of course I wanted to see her breasts again, but the waiter She said it was one for each person then I offered to pay for the second. We drank it and walked off almost without talking, later my other step-siblings arrived and we went back to the hotel again. When they went to their room my stepsister stayed behind and bid me farewell with a kiss on the cheek very close to the lips and told me thanks for everything and not to tell anyone what she did. I told her I would delete the photo but she laughed and said keep it if you want, then she entered her room and I didn't see her again until the next day.
The rest of the trip I tried to spend time alone with her to see if something like that happened again but it was extremely difficult. Since then not much has happened but I still feel her attitude very insistent towards me sometimes and I get too hot. I beg you for some useful advice, Aunt Tati, many thanks and I hope to speak more fluently with you soon.
I forgot to add that that night I made love to my wife like an animal, I'm sorry to admit it but on several occasions I thought of my stepsister and the image of her tits. Also the next day I masturbated with the photo and sometimes I do, I share it so as not to seem a liar.
Thanks Aunt Tati, I love your work on this topic and being able to open up like this with you.Note: Communication continued with Horacio for several months during which we talked about his experience and how it gave rise to a desire for his stepdaughter. There haven't been many more situations like that in which he's noticed something weird, but nothing as crucial as what he relates here. There aren't many more updates on his case. Horacio also agreed to share the image, however I decided not to upload it due to Patreon's rules. If you want to see it, you can write me in chat or email and you'll receive it.
My stepson is obsessed with me:Good morning, Aunt Tatiana, I apologize in advance for the boldness of writing to you directly like this, but I'm currently living a situation with my stepson and would like to know if you can guide me, I'm paying attention to your response.
Many thanks for your prompt response, it seems like a reasonable price to talk about the situation with my stepson, I confirm the time and date of the appointment and send the context in advance so you can get familiar with the case.
Two years ago, I lived with my husband and stepson, just the three of us because his sister had left the house. I don't have children, but I accepted my husband's at the time of marriage as if they were my own. Until recently, everything was normal but a few months ago, I started noticing a sudden change in my stepson towards me, let me explain.
His name is Sebastián, he's 20 years old, went to university but recently decided to stop studying because he's a bit depressed after breaking up with his girlfriend. Since then, he spends all his time at home, doesn't go out with friends or anything. This made cohabitation too difficult, especially with my husband, because he always tells him he's lazy and does nothing. I try to mediate between them but sometimes it's impossible, although thanks to this I've managed to gain Sebastián's trust.
That approach made him open up and tell me a bit more about his situation with his ex-girlfriend, so much that he even confessed being very worried because he hadn't had sex for a long time and it was affecting him. I understood perfectly because at that age one only thinks about that, then I advised him to find other women.
The problem is that since then, he's been looking for me! I can't understand it very well but after that conversation, I realized he looks at me all the time, it's hard for him to maintain eye contact because his eyes always go to my breasts or butt. I'm not a sensual woman or anything like that, I consider myself quite average, however it seems that for He am a super model. Until then let's say that was quite acceptable, but later I discovered he was stealing my underwear to masturbate because I would find them smeared with semen in my drawer. That seemed unacceptable and I thought about telling my husband, but I regretted it because, as I told you before, his relationship is not the best, despite being his son, he treats him with a lot of rudeness.
I let it pass until one day I spoke to him and made him understand that it was very bad. He admitted it and promised not to do it again, but weeks later I found myself in the same situation.
Another day I remember seeing him leave the room only in his boxers with a notable erection, this repeated several times until I understood that his goal was for me to look at him, although I also noticed he got very nervous when he was like that around me.
Everything remained like that until Saturday.
That day I woke up around 8 am, my usual time when not working. My husband had gone out early to exercise and Sebastián and I were alone. I went to the kitchen in my pajamas, which were just woman's boxers and a loose blouse, nothing sexy. I wasn't wearing a bra, admit that could have been something that provoked it a bit, but not too much since my breasts weren't noticeable because of the looseness of the blouse.
I was walking without worrying because Sebastián usually wakes up very late, almost at 12, then I prepared breakfast when I suddenly felt a presence behind me, I didn't manage to turn around because he stuck himself completely to my body and the first thing I felt was his erection in the middle of my buttocks, I tried to push him away but he held me back with great force while talking to me as if nothing. I asked him to come but he took it as a game, didn't let me go and every time he pushed his penis harder, I could feel it completely back there.Read complete at:https://www.patreon.com/latiarelatos]
I masturbated in the shower... next to my mother:Aunt Tatiana, I regret the hour at which I write this but I want to tell you my story: Always had an obsession with my mother, a memory from years ago of feeling this strange attraction. I know it's not something common and normal, but since I see that you know about the topic I would like to ask for your opinion.
My mom is a very attractive woman, blonde, white, thin, has operated breasts and a sculptural body. I remember when I was in school, my friends always made comments about her. Always bothered me a lot that they did because it annoyed me and I completely rejected them saying that I didn't think the same as they did, but the truth is that later I would come home to masturbate thinking about her.
I believe my friends desired her more because it made it more morbid and exciting for me, you can imagine my thoughts.
However, it was later when I started feeling really excited around her, had to pretend not to discover the great erection she caused in me whenever she touched any part of my body or even seeing her at home clothes.
Then I became addicted to incest stories, photos, and that kind of porn, everything that helped my fantasy of having sex with mom got me very hot. Even found an app that allowed me to upload a photo of hers to see how it would look naked. With those photos I have masturbated a lot, they look very natural and feel incredible morbid.
However, that wasn't the most reckless thing I did. In mid-year we went to the beach with all my family, naturally including my mother. I was really excited knowing I would see my mom's body in a bikini for some days. From the first day I had to cover myself because my erection was noticeable when I saw mom in a small blue bikini.
In the sea several times I saw her bra come undone and almost show her tits. I couldn't hold back and threw myself on the sand thinking about other things.
Later, when we returned to the hotel, my mother went to her room and my father He stayed at the bar with other guests. Upstairs I thought about how to see Mom, since I knew she was alone and wearing that thing that drove me crazy, then an idea occurred to me.
I arrived at her room and when I knocked, she opened the door for me, indeed she still had on the bikini, then it cost me to look her in the eye. I lied saying I needed to use the bathroom urgently because my brother was using our room's one, she accepted but told me she was going to shower, so if I didn't mind using it with her in the shower.
I was surprised by her confidence, since although we are very close, she never used to show herself like that. She entered first and closed the glass door that separated us, then I saw how she hung her bikini top on the high part of the glass door, I imagined her naked and my penis stopped again. I felt her open the shower and started masturbating. It was the most yummy masturbation of my life while knowing she was naked behind the glass, touching her entire body.Read complete at:https://www.patreon.com/latiarelatos]
Experience with my son:I'm willing to share my story with you only because I do it from anonymity. My name is Andrea, I live in Colombia like you and I am 46 years old. I found her through her stories, as I sometimes take refuge there to search for answers to a question that has been haunting my head for weeks and only in her letters did I find the honesty I need to share my experience and seek answers.
I learned from your story about your nephew, that just like me, you wrote because you didn't have anyone to talk to about it. I understand because it happens to me too. The story I'm going to tell is unknown to anyone and I hope it will continue to be so. I would like to maintain a more fluid conversation with you, as I feel that just like me, having lived a similar experience, you can understand me and advise me wisely.
I don't seek perverts who see everything with lust and unfortunately, until before discovering you, I only interacted with such types (men). You will then understand why my distrust was at first, but I feel that this is a serious topic that must be treated as such.
I don't want to go on, so with your permission, I would like to start.
First of all, I'll give you an idea of how my life is. I'm a single mother of a young man, his father abandoned us years ago. He only responded for the maintenance of his son in his early years of life, but then he didn't visit us or answer calls again.
My son grew up with me all this time, I had to be both paternal and maternal at the same time, I did my best and I think I managed a good upbringing. On my part, after his father abandoned us, I tried several relationships but none were successful, they were always men interested in our economic stability.
With the years, the flame of desire was extinguished in me. I went so long without a partner that finally I didn't feel the need for one, but this would be until this year, where something rekindled the flame in me.
I don't know... Exactly what it's about, but it was like lighting a flame and an immense bonfire igniting immediately. Maybe the fact that my unmarried sister also found a stable partner and got married was the spark for me to feel that need again.
What I want to refer to with precision is a specific moment, but first, I'll explain everything that came before so you can understand better.
I'm not sure if it was envy, jealousy or some type of insecurity due to my age and being single, but I felt the urge to get a partner soon, not just for my image, but also because I started feeling lonely in several aspects, especially sexually.
I went back to masturbating and searching for ways to satisfy myself, but ultimately I wanted to feel another body, another person, another soul that would quench that thirst in me, but unfortunately, I didn't have any results.
Then I'll advance to the day of my sister's wedding, when what I'm about to tell happened here.
My house is very large and spacious, plus there's a very nice living room inside the condominium where I live that serves for celebrations. So we agreed with my sister to celebrate there after the ceremony in church.
That night, all my family and my brother-in-law's family came to celebrate. We got animated and drank everyone, almost to the point of getting drunk. Luckily, I controlled myself, but I do recognize that at one point during the night, I let go and had too much to drink. I ended up drinking quite a bit, to the point where I started thinking again that my life was sad because my sister would be celebrating her wedding night with sex and lots of passion while I'd be alone.
When everything was over, I went back home with my sister, her husband, and other relatives. There, I remembered that some people asked me to stay at my house due to the hour and because they had drunk too much and couldn't drive. Despite the space in my house, we only have two beds since it's just my son and me, so I offered them my bed and told He who slept in my bed. I also remembered that when I told my son this, I knew he had also drunk with his cousins because of the way he looked at me and acted. I didn't get angry at the moment, as I didn't let myself, I was more worried about being so drunk.
I waited for my sister and the rest to leave before going to my room. There was my son, just as I thought.
I knew it would be strange, since from very small he hadn't slept with me and now things were different, but what seemed even stranger is that thinking about it made me remember a couple of things that made me nervous.
First, I thought again about my little sexual activity, I felt somewhat excited thanks to the alcohol, so I wasn't thinking clearly. I also remembered what happened years ago:
My son had moments of rare behavior, but at the same time normal for his age. I discovered he masturbated secretly, many times finding semen stains in his room, but never told him anything for obvious reasons. It's normal, let's say, in all people. What didn't seem normal to me was discovering that he also had moments when he looked at me with obscenity.
His eyes would go to my cleavage or other parts when I wore somewhat revealing clothes, which is not something I'm used to doing.
They may think I'm crazy or desperate, but remembering those moments made me even more excited than I already was. Feeling a man's gaze, his desire, his urge to see my body or touch it, all of that provoked in me an unremediable madness.
I sat at the foot of the bed for a while trying to organize the thoughts that invaded me, I wanted to think about other things but couldn't. I didn't know what to do, I was very lost and it cost me to do everything honestly.
I thought it would be better to go to sleep, so I changed, but before doing so something occurred to me.
I searched for a silk dress that I had kept for many years, I used it to sleep and feel sexy in previous years, it was time to bring it back... Use it.
I found it under my other pajamas, I took it out and was going to change in the bathroom when I had another idea.
I talked to my son to see if he would respond, but I didn't receive any response from him. Then I thought it was unnecessary to go to the bathroom, since no one was looking at me.
Right there, with him lying on my bed, I undressed slowly until I was completely naked, something I never do. When I was completely naked, I looked back at him to see if he was spying on me like in previous years, but nothing.
I put the dress on and discovered that some sizes had increased because it no longer fit me as loosely as before, now it fitted my body, especially my hips, butt, and breasts.
Being naked in front of him increased all the excitement I had. I was officially wet being a voyeur with my own son.
Then I got into bed next to him...Read complete at:https://www.patreon.com/latiarelatos]Thanks to all for reading and supporting me in my passion for writing and sharing unique experiences. A kiss.Aunt Tati
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