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A non-penetration incest story:
My son has a secret. When he touches himself, he thinks about me.
My son Tim had a secret. He would have been ashamed if the world knew, especially me. I knew that he masturbated at least ten times a day. Now as an eighteen year old man you might say it was perfectly normal for him to need to empty his sacs so much. But I knew what was not normal.
He wasn’t masturbating to porn, or to the profile pics of other women his age. No, my horny little son was thinking about me when he touched himself. When he was in the toilet, when he was lying in bed at night, when he was in the shower in the morning, it was his very own mother occupying his thoughts.
I recalled the day I had found out.
I had come home early from work and not expected anyone to be home because I thought that Tim was with a friend. However I saw his bag was dumped just inside the door, so for whatever reason he had come home early as well. I decided to go upstairs to ask him what he wanted for dinner.
As I strode up to his bedroom door I could hear a low moaning emanating from within. Was Tim sick? Was that why he had come home early? But then as I got closer, I could hear those fap-fap-fap sounds and realised that the moans were of pleasure, not of pain.
COLLAPSE
