A Taste of Home

Okay, big brother, you've got 5 minutes to look and jerk your thing before I put my clothes back on so you better hurry up...oh my god, you just shot your cum on me!!!

Damn, Sis! Why do you wear panties under your pantyhose?? 

It’s okay, son. I know you can’t help it. Go ahead, you can rub my feet, sniff my feet, even suck on my toes through these nylons I’ve worn all day long!

Take a peak at what could be yours. I am YOUR sister, after all.

Sometimes I would get luck and Sis would be sleeping with the blankets kicked off...

When Mom is feeling naughty, she will slip her pump off and watch me jerk my cock as I sniff and lick her sweaty, nylon-covered feet. She makes sure I finish in time for her to get dinner on the table before dear old Dad gets home!

My sister walked through the door after her date. I knew the little prude didn’t put out so I walked into her bedroom, pulled her panties off and impaled her with my hard incest cock. I had been waiting an eternity to feel the inside of her sweet little pussy and now little sis was mine forever...

I accept I accept I accept‼‼‼‼

Mom and Dad’s car was barely around the corner before Sis had her panties off begging me to lick her creamy cunt and asshole incest style!

After I finally admitted to Mom I had a thing for feet, her feet in particular and especially when she wore nylons, Mom suddenly started wearing nylons all the time. She was cock-teasing me relentlessly. She would call me into her bedroom and have nothing on other than her pantyhose and tight shirt. I finally couldn’t take it and broke down asking if I could rub her feet. She giggle and asked why it took me so long to ask. She told me how much she loved me and that I could rub her feet, sniff her feet, taste her feet to my heart (or cock’s content) so long as I didn’t mind her touching herself to the idea of incest with me...

Fond memories of rubbing mom’s nylon-covered feet after she would get home from work. I would work her feet over from her heels, up and through her high arch, rub the ball of her feet and end by massaging each individual toe. In the process, I would get the scent of her feet all over my hands which, if I wasn’t brave enough to actually smell her feet in front of her, I would try to smell her feet on my hands as I masturbated to the thought of mom’s feet rubbing all over my body and face as we would have sex.

Mom always wore panties under her pantyhose (I never have understood why) and those were my most coveted panties for sniffing and jerking off to. Those panties were so drenched in mom’s pussy scent that when I held them to my nose, it was the closest thing to having Mom’s pussy on my face that I have ever found...other than her actual pussy!!

Do you remember the first time you saw your mom as a sexual being? Do you remember the first time you saw or heard your mom fucking and it made your cock hard? Do you remember sneaking into your mom’s bedroom and snooping through her drawers, looking at and touching her bras, panties, stockings, and negligees? Do you remember the first time you picked up your mom’s silky panties and brought them to your nose and inhaled the scent of her sex? Do you remember how perverted your fixation on incest became? How many times did you sniff the dirty crotch of your mother’s panties as you jerked off imagining fucking her? Did you smell her dirty stockings? Did you sniff her heels, flats, and slippers while you stroked yourself to incestuous orgasm? Did you sneak around the house trying to see your own mother naked? And now, years later, would you do it all over again? I know I would...