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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

know that there is nothing that you could do that would ever change my love for you. It's just that I thought the other night crossed some imaginary line in my mind that a mom shouldn't cross with her son. Does that make sense?" There was silence on the other end of the line for what seemed like a long time – but it was probably only a few seconds. "I guess," Mark finally said. "But does that mean you don't want me to ask you about things I wonder about when it comes to sex?" "No. Of course not," I said, trying to sound motherly. "You know that I will always be just a phone call away if you need me." And then, trying to lighten the mood, I laughed "But maybe you can try and keep your hands off yourself while we are talking." Mark laughed too. "Okay," he said. "I'll try." We began to chat about his classes, his fraternity, and his friends. I filled him in on some of the neighborhood gossip and it felt like I had my friend back again. He was funny and charming. Before we hung up, he asked me if he could ask one more question about sex that he had been thinking about since our last conversation. I told him I would be glad to answer if I could. "Well," he started, seeming as if he was searching for the right words, "now that I've told you that I like playing with your panties when I... well, you know..." I smiled at his struggle to try to not cross over the line. "It's okay honey, you can say 'masturbate'," I laughed. Mark kind of laughed too. "Okay, when I masturbate. But is ... that weird? That I like to do it with my own mom's panties? I mean I know that Tom does it too. He and I have talked about it. But I wondered if you thought I was some sort of freak or something?" "Honey, I didn't think you were 'a freak' when we were talking the other night, and I still don't. In fact, the more I thought about it, the more I could understand how that might feel good to a guy. Does that answer your question?" "Yeah, it does. But I thought of one more," he laughed. "Okay, one more," I laughed too. "Well, you said earlier that you were... um... masturbating too. I mean when we were talking the other night," he said. "Does that mean that it turned you on to think of me... you know... jerking off with your panties?" Oh god, I thought. How do I answer this? If I said no, he would know I was lying. But if I said yes, well, that didn't seem like the kind of thing a mother should say to her son. So I tried to be evasive. "I'll just say that you caught me at a vulnerable moment," I tried. "Come on mom," Mark begged. "Be honest." I was stuck and didn't know what to say so I said nothing for a few seconds, trying to figure out how to answer. Mark filled in the silence. "If I told you that I was holding your panties right now and every now and then while we have been talking, that I had smelled them, would that make you... you know, 'vulnerable' again?" Again, I could feel my nipples harden. And I squirmed in my chair. I didn't say anything, but I knew Mark could hear my ...