Brian and Belinda - a Family Affair
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Chapter 4
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Perhaps only in fantasy can there be an understanding, sexy mother like Belinda, or a precocious teen like Brian. Regardless, a needy, overworked, divorced woman and a horny young man provide the ingredients for interesting biochemical reactions…and the expected consequences.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son First Masturbation Pregnancy Sex Toys
When he saw the white lace panties spread out on his pillow, Brian simply stared, dumbfounded, and at the same time, getting very excited. Without hesitation, he stripped out of jogging pants and T-shirt, flopped down on the bed and held the panties under his nose.
“This is going to be the best summer, EVER!” he crowed, drawing in his mother’s amazing scent. “I’ve got the best mom in the whole world!”
He drew in her fragrance, rubbing the soft, wet lace against his cheeks and lips, feeling his loins stirring to life. He fisted his erection, slowly moving his foreskin back and forth over the swelling crest, all the while imagining it was Belinda’s hand working his cock. He fisted his shaft, quickly producing a few little squirts of clear precum. His arousal built swiftly, surging peaking, a delicious, intoxicating orgasm crashing over him, shuddering through his groin in less than a minute. He was jolted when contractions hit, rippling through his shaft, creamy blobs spurting onto his chest and belly. He shivered, breathing rapidly, his heart racing for more than a minute. Spent, thoughts floating in a hazy euphoria, he held up his mother’s panties, still trying to absorb the implications of her unusual, erotic gift.
He pulled tissues from a bedside table and wiped himself clean. After a few more minutes, He surrendered to a kinky impulse. He drew up his legs, and not for the first time, pulled on his mother’s panties. With hips narrower than his mother’s, they fit easily. He fondled his balls, stroking himself through the lace, appreciating the unusual texture. Within minutes, his balls ached from a resurgent arousal. Within a few more minutes, his flaccid penis was swelling, hardening and tenting the panties, lengthening until it extended well beyond the elastic waistband.
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