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Linda's discovery

Date: 1/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Erotica, Incest, Teen Male / Female, Threesome, Author: Cynthiia23, Rating: 95.7, Source: sexstories.com

right now, aren't you? Tell me what you like about them," I breathily said into the phone. God, I was hoping I wouldn't scream into the phone in the midst of an orgasm while we were talking. "I can't mom," he pleaded. "I don't think it would be right." "Honey, you can tell me," I said. Then, with a small laugh I said "There is nothing you're going to tell me that I haven't probably already done... or maybe doing right now," I added in almost a whisper. "I like smelling them. I actually love the way they smell. I can tell you were excited when you were wearing these, weren't you mom?" "Um, yes baby, I guess that I was. Sometimes even your old mom gets images in her head that turn her on." Somehow speaking about myself to my son in the second person seemed to be less nasty. But my hands were inside my panties now rubbing my clit, my breathing increasingly choppy. "I could tell," he said. "I could see where you had gotten them wet with your pus... er... juices." "It's okay honey," I soothed. "I know you aren't a virgin anymore and know about a girl's pussy. It's okay if you say it." God – I was on fire. "You're masturbating right now, aren't you Mark? I can tell from your breathing... that you're... jerking off." Silence. Then, in a whisper, "yes." "I'm glad you are enjoying them baby," I whispered back. As much as I wanted to hear him cum with my panties, I wasn't sure if I was ready for him to hear me cum yet and I reluctantly thought that I had pushed it about as far as I ... ever would have thought possible even hours before. "Mommy's going to let you take care of yourself now baby," I said soothingly. "We'll talk again soon." With that I hung up and treated myself to the most intense orgasm of my life. "Oh, my god," I thought. "What am I doing?" It had been three days since Mark and I had spoken and I had listened to him tell me he was masturbating with my panties while we talked. Needless to say, it was a conversation and memory that rarely left my consciousness in that time. It's not like I hadn't enjoyed it. In fact, that was part of the issue I was grappling with. I had enjoyed it. Further, as soon as we hung up, I had fingered myself to an incredible orgasm. Mom: imgur.com/v6lUvYO.jpg Up until that point, I had been okay with masturbating while fantasizing about my son – because it was just that – a very naughty fantasy that only I (well, and my best friend, Anne) knew about. But now I had let it progress to a new level. Shit, I had even encouraged it. It was one thing to tacitly know that Mark was masturbating thinking about me, but another to listen to him while he did it. To make it worse, I felt sure he knew that I was doing the same thing while we were talking. I was wracked with guilt. The only saving grace was that I had hung up before either one of us had cum. At least I had SOME sense of decency, I rationalized. When Mark called that night I was still feeling guilty – but had resolved to address it with him and put a stop to any ...