Incest sex is a little dirty secret some keep tight and others use it for getting off. With so many fantasies out there it’s hard to say what my favorites are. Honestly I am a complete in the moment kind of lady.
First of all my brats grew up hearing moans through thin walls as I was always fucking different men. Then seeing Mommy come home with smeared makeup and cash in her bra.
In fact I turned it into a lesson. Life was hard; pleasure was the only soft thing worth chasing. Therefore I taught them early that bodies were for sharing, and that cum was just proof you’d done it right.
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When the bed emptied out (rarely), they’d climb in naked, curling against mommy’s skin. Then I would guide their mouths to my heavy breasts, letting them suckle long after it stopped being about milk. In fact the sensation—warm mouths pulling, my nipples hardening—always sent heat pooling between my legs.
Every time I would rock subtly, fingers slipping down to rub my clit in slow circles until orgasm hit hard, body shuddering, a quiet gush soaking the sheets.
And when my brats smiled up at me, proud they’d made Mommy feel good. This brought on the need to please and teach my girls to feel the same. Next, I would lay my girls side by side and slowly finger their slits. As I slipped a finger in one I would lick the sweet pink meat of the other little cunt. And I would do this until I brought both of my girls to orgasm.
Finally that incest son dick was really the thing mommy craved. And I loved to tenderly stroke his hard young dick and suck it off. And as he grew bigger my mommy cunt needed to feel it inside of me.





