All Chapters of Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

Her words hung in the air as I tried to think. Do I? Do I want to make love to my mother? Mom bit her lip. Her hands moved back up to my waist. I angled my head and moved in until my lips brushed hers."Yes. Yes, I do."Mom paused. "So do I, baby. But let's wait and think about this. We can't go back; we need to be sure. Let's take a breath, go back to work. After work we talk, be honest, and see."I slipped my tongue out, brushing her lips. Mom sighed. "You're not following the rules and you're making me crazy. I haven't loved a woman since college."She moved away from me, heading for the stairs, talking over her shoulder. "Work, young lady. We still have a lot to do."We worked all afternoon. In the back of my mind, I ran this over and over. Is my pussy thinking or my brain? I was wet all afternoon, and, on many occasions, I saw that mom was too. Two loaded guns with two days left alone.Three O'clock. Mom put the binder back on the shelf. "I am so spoiled. I never finish this much

Guys can't wait. I mean, some can, but mostly they want sex. Mom and I were different. I don't know if this is a girl-sex thing or just me and Mom.We entered my room and I shut and locked the door. There would be no interruptions today.I turned. My mother lay naked on my bed, one leg casually to one side, watching me. I admired my mother's body. Long and thin, her vagina smooth and wet, her nipples jutting up from her modest breasts. Mom rubbed her breast. "Second thoughts?"I got on the bed, moved over my mother, lay my body on hers, my mouth next to her ear."None. Use any metaphor you wish; jumped off the pier, turned the corner, pulled the pin, I'm going to make love with my mother, and it won't be the only time.""I almost came from what you just said."I trailed my tongue lightly from her ear to her mouth, angling to join, "Let's get you all the way."I kissed Mom's chin as my hand captured her right breast, my fingers pinching the nipple. Mom moaned.I kissed her neck, her sh

I suppose I should have Kyle lick me or fuck me on that thing just the complete the circle.We used three paper towels to clean our collective cum off the granite."Eating in here will never be the same," Mom said.I laughed. Dad licked me off on that counter many times. This will just add to the lore of the granite island."Eating," I said, winking.Mom slapped my shoulder, "Pervert.""Says the woman with her daughters cum all over her face," I replied.A simple dinner. We ate on the deck. A few glasses of wine accompanied the meal.In the pool, in each other's arms, kissing, tongues tangled, hands clenching each other's ass, a finger in the asterisk. Moaning. We break, panting."Why is this so intense?"I gently tweak one of Mom's nipples, "You know why. It's wrong on so many levels. Woman and woman, you're married, I'm your daughter. We're crossing so many lines."Mom, running her fingers over my breast, poking at my turgid nipple, "Is that it?""Would you be this hot having sex wi

The CabinShe lay on her back on the new mahogany table, sunlight highlighting the rivulets of sweat bouncing off her firm belly as I held her legs over my shoulders and drove myself deep inside her. Her eyes burned with lust; her hands clamped on my arms."Oh, yeah, harder, baby. Fuck me harder. So good."The liquid slap of our bodies mixed with my panting and her grunts every time my hips slammed into hers. I thought my sister was hot, but there is nothing like fucking your mother.***Let me back up. This is Kyle. If you've read the other stories, you'll know I'm Jenny's brother. She stopped updating this page a long time ago and she has no idea I'm aware of it.Jenny and I were/are lovers. Right now, she's twenty-eight and I'm twenty-six. She's married to Jim, and I'm divorced but dating April, yes, that brother and sister. But, for now, let me go back and tell you how my mother and I got to that table.It was the summer after Jenny and I became lovers; I was in a deep relationshi

It was like those old black-and-white pictures of nudist life. The McGinty family eating at the picnic table, dad grilling, mom and sis bringing out food. They played Badminton and volleyball. There were even pictures of them playing touch football. Typical family vacation photos except nobody had any clothes on. I stood behind Mom, my hands on her sweaty shoulders as we looked. They must have had a remote release for the camera since it was only the four of them in all the pictures.The last picture, glued in over THE END scrawled in Sharpie, had the four of them, facing away from the camera, bent over at ninety degrees. The picture was taken outside in bright sunshine, the light behind the camera. Dad on the left, then Mom, then son, then sister.You could see everything. Not my thing, but Dad and son's butt holes were right there, just above their ball sacks. I focused on Mom and Daughter. Their vaginas were remarkably similar. Even I knew pussies were like cocks, no two perfectly