Day after the reveal...
Carol, Age 43
I laid on my side watching as my daughter tried to silently ride her father. I had been watching them for a while, thinking it was cute when Beth tried to stifle a moan or gasp. I giggled slightly when her father gave her a small swat on the backside. She blushed turning her head to me, cheeks turning red, as if to ask if it was ok. I just smiled back at her. Of course it was ok, we all had determined that last night.
Behind me Brent was snoring loudly just like his father did. I stretched for a moment before crawling over to my daughter and giving her a deep kiss, letting her know it was ok. Beth it was obvious was the most shy and the most worried about hurting someone else in the family. I felt my husband's hand on my cheek and pulled it off, giving him a smile.
"Concentrate on our daughter dear," I said standing over them and stretching a little more. "I need coffee before anything."
I grabbed the little sheer red robe I had on before the sex started last night, turned and walked into the kitchen, not even bothering to tie it. After making a cup of coffee I sat there listening to the sounds of my daughter approaching orgasm, my head drifted back to my first time with my son and about how much I had tried to deny the feelings I now have for my family.
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Two weeks after Marcus and Sasha began their taboo relationship...
Brent, Age 18
I stared at one of the pictures I had of my mom, up on my computer screen, angry and frustrated at how much of a coward I was. Two weeks ago, when I had caught Marcus and Sasha having sex, I had vowed that I would confess my feeling to my mother. And here, I still hadn't. All I could do was just stare and sneak and spy on her.
I was starting to get jealous of my brother and sister, being the only one who knew their secret. I could tell what they were doing when everyone was gone from the house, or when they would head out together or even late at night when they thought everyone was asleep. I had purposefully spied on them, watching them, wishing I could have what they had.
Who was I kidding? Out of everyone of the family I was the most nerdy and awkward. I didn't play sports like Marcus and Sasha, though I was still in quite good shape. Having a brother that encouraged me to keep fit helped, so I stayed quite slim and toned though definitely not Mr. Big muscle. I usually kept my dark hair short. Sometimes I would grow it out though. My clothes usually consisted of whatever video game or comic book I was into at the time. While my older siblings were doing their sports thing I was usually on my computer.
I was also quite the pervert. I had started watching porn at a young age, and not long after that I had developed my first fetish... sniffing panties. I would sneak into both my sister's rooms and steal a pair to sniff while watching a video and masturbating. And that was only my first as through porn I discovered that I was into a wide variety of kinks. I liked BDSM, mature ladies, pregnancy risk, futa and hentai. Before you all get freaked out I am also quite the researcher and quickly was able to distinguish reality from pornography.
I had a real girlfriend also for a few years. She was a year ahead of me. We lost our virginities to each other, but a few months ago she moved off to college. We decided that it would be better for us to be free for college, and maybe if the fates decided we could get back together in a few years. I still message her telling her that I hope she's having fun.
Even before I started fantasizing about my mom, I had developed a kink for incest fantasies. I had put myself in the 'wouldn't actually do it', but the fantasy was inside me. It didn't dawn onto me that this was more then just a fantasy to me. I remember when I first started lusting after her.
It was two months before I had found out about my brother and sister. As the resident computer geek of the house my mother had asked me to look at her laptop. It had been acting very laggy and slow to the point where she feared that she might have a virus.
I opened up her laptop and started to run an antivirus program, then went back to my computer. I pulled out a pair of Sasha's panties that I had swiped a few days earlier and brought up a teen porn vid. I was about to press play when I noticed something on my mother's computer. There was another window open but it was minimized.
I went to close it but suddenly my I was wondering what my mom had been looking at. From the bar I could see that it was a picture of some sort, though it didn't tell me much more. My mind screamed at me to just close it, that it wasn't my business but my curious nature got the better of me. I clicked and brought it up and my I swear my jaw hit the floor.
There was my mom, in some type of corset, the cups though were undone and hanging, her big generous breasts were fully exposed. My cock twitched, the way it's not supposed to when looking at a nude picture of your mom. I tried to force myself to close the window but my hand seemed to have a mind of its own and pressed the right arrow on the keyboard, bringing up another picture.
In this picture mom was fully nude and bent over the arm of the couch. Her magnificent ass was displayed proudly to the person taking the picture. My hand moved again, the next picture mom was in a two piece swimsuit, the top pulled down to show off her tits again. The next one she had a long sleeve, one-piece dress. She was lounging on the couch, her dress pulled up to her waist exposing her bare crotch. I couldn't stop myself from licking my lips while staring at her exposed pussy.
"Brent how's it coming?" My door started to open, which made me, jump and quickly close the picture window.
I turned in time to see my mother walk in, and froze. There she was, smiling at me. All of a sudden I started picturing her nude like in those pics, her full breasts with hard nipples poking out at me. Her wide hips and thick legs, which I imagined her sliding a hand between to stroke her bald pussy.
"Brent?" I snapped back to reality, my mom staring at me funny. "You ok hunny?"
"Yea, mom," I said turning back to the computer. "I uh... just started running an anti-virus program. If that doesn't work I'm going to have to run some other tests and stuff. This could take all night unfortunately."
"Well I guess I'm stealing your brother's laptop then," my mom shrugged. "Ok, I'll let you do what you do."