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Getting felt up by my son

I've never enjoyed being felt up. Most guys have no idea what they're doing, and they're often like explorative little boys. Who, when they find the something interesting poke at it with a stick. Rough, dry hands with unkempt nails, even feel like a stick, scratching and scraping about my sensitive lady bits, trying to penetrate that vaginal opening. To me, this finger poking gets worse when the panties are pulled off, turning into a new game of jack-hammering. They seem to think that a woman responds to a penetrative touch like stepping on the accelerator in an automatic car. Zero to 60 in seconds, reaching your destination sooner if you push harder, go faster....ARGGHH. No one can cum or squirt, when a guys is failing at basic arousal.

Well, I'm in the kitchen making morning coffee and getting my lunch ready for work. I've been working from home, but I like to have everything prepared ahead of time, so I can focus on my responsibilities. My son pulled into the driveway and I wasn't expecting him. Obviously, I was worried that something was wrong, but it turns out that he left his wallet and phone at his place and he needed to borrow some money for gas. Of course, I gave it to him.

Both of us are very responsible people and we both have a strong work ethic. I've raised my family to understand that while money isn't everything, and work should never be more important than life. But work is necessary to live indoors and have some autonomy. It's called work and not play time for a reason; even though sometimes we get lucky and actually enjoy that which makes us a living wage. Plus life stinks when you're broke.

OK, we've got no time for sex, but he looks so handsome in his suit and tie and I'm proud of him. He's become a strong young man with a future of possibilities ahead of him. That's attractive to any woman and it just makes me love him so much more. I also like to take some of the credit for his success because I raised him.

I asked if he had time for a quick coffee and he said yes. I poured him a cup and sat facing him at the table. Him on a kitchen chair, me with my bum resting against the edge of the table itself. As we sat there sipping our hot java, we took turns complementing how the other looked. I was marveling at my sharp dressed son, such a contrast to the flowery prairie dress, I was wearing. His outfit screamed serious professional, while mine was relaxed, comfortable, and approachable, my armor against work-related stress.

Well, my son and I are both born with sexual orientation for incest and the Genetic Sexual Attraction (GSA) is really powerful. Long story short, those compliments quickly became flirtations, and before our coffee's were half drank, my dress gets hiked up around my waist and my son's hand is on my crotch.

He is a master of feeling me up ! Every time he's felt me up it's always been just the foreplay before actual sex. But this time, fondling is the sex act and he made it great ! I was trying to kiss him but found myself pulling away with back arching sighs.

First he started with his hand over my panties and gently grabbing my pussy. This got all my blood and juices flowing in the right direction. When he slipped his hand under them, he didn't immediately go for my clitoris like other guys do. Instead he danced his fingers around my lips and softly teased my hood with tiny circular motions. It felt fantastic and from this alone, I would have asked him to make love to me but unfortunately, we have jobs waiting on us.

My vagina was drooling by the time he started to insert his fingers. Both my panties and the back of my dress had a wet spot. I often say a lot of controversial things about how positive consensual adult incest is. One of them is my belief that there's something in the genes that make us perfect lovers for each other.

The best way to describe what he was doing to me is that « he finger fucked me. » He had his two middle fingers inside me a was rubbing the back wall of my vagina while his thumb did a little dance on my clitoral hood. It as intense and my orgasm went from zero to lunar orbit in a few moments. I came all over his fingers and when he pulled them out of me there were strings of my secretions dripping off them. Seeing that was so hot and sexy that it destroyed my mind. It took me a moment to regain my senses.

The most amazing part of this was that, at best, it might have taken us 5 minutes. The only bad part was he had to go to work without any sexual release. I got a great start to my day and I've no doubt he'll say the same. But he didn't get an orgasm and I imagine that it must have made for a long day at work.