INCEST- BOARD

katesman · Joined: 12 Jan 2006 Posts: 5 Location: UK

The last post

This will be my last post, for reasons indicated below. The only reason I am posting is due to a lot of interest in earlier submissions expressed especially in private messages. Thanks to all of you. This note from patched-together fragments relates to a recent period of activity. The start may be a bit boring (also the end) for some. But at least you get real life as it is!
I was thinking how some descriptions of real incest in the open media (there was one very good article recently in the quality UK press about a real brother-sister situation) refer to the evolution of relationships and of the act of intercourse in almost poetical and abstract terms (this may be needed to get publication) – as if this were not a highly physical act that involves a whole set of desires and emotions, heightened by the fact of incest. While a relationship (whether or not it’s incestuous) is not only, or even mainly, about sex, ignoring that dimension would lose the earthy reality of what really happens, the emotions, the actual language, the stuff of life. I guess also that if there is no sex there is no incest. Perhaps we need both, but the earthy stuff only appears in sites like this. It’s always been important to me to record some of the intimate details of my own experiences. Poring over my scribbled notes from immediately after the events in question, writing them up as accurately as possible and (finally) sharing them really is another big step. I hope these is some value beyond mere entertainment.
In incest terms I was encouraged a while ago by some research showing that more elderly people (including 60s and 70s) are quite sexually active, and as a hangover from their liberated youth are often rather sexually liberal. My mother is in her sixties (but looking very good despite what the calendar might suggest) and I recognise these trends in her behaviour.
I had been living with my sister Jen in an “open” relationship. We had been keen to realise our shared aim of some external swinging excitement – one of the ways to brighten up life. Jen had been getting indications of interest from a superior at work. A married guy around our age, apparently with a pretty wife. We agreed that Jen could test the situation. Jen likes him and wondered if we could do a swap if his wife were interested. In the meantime she began a low intensity affair with him, including occasional sex. I had some graphic and erotic stories from Jen about their sexual activities. Sometimes I was mildly disturbed.
While this was going on, now some months ago, I visited my mom one long week-end (she had finished a few weeks before with an affair she had been having) and it turned out to be much more significant than I had imagined it might be. The particular occasion was an annual formal / black tie event she wanted to attend. I was her escort, and we were going with her long-term friend Marion and husband Steve. They were younger than mom (around fifty) with two adult children, now independent.
I arrived Friday early afternoon at my mother’s place. My mom looks great for her age, rather slim with good breasts, a remarkably fresh face and well dressed with a real sense of sophisticated style. Of course, she looks like she could be (she is!) someone’s granny, but still with poise and a definite feminine attraction. Looking younger than her true years (she regularly passes for someone in mid fifties) I was (as always) delighted see her. When we were settled inside and after my freshen up, mom asked me in a seductive voice if she could do anything for me. I responded that a view of what was hidden under her dress would be a reasonable start. Mom slowly removed her dress in a striptease sort of way, first lifting it up to her waist to reveal her long legs and short panties, and when it came off completely she stood in white bra and panties asking me if she still looked attractive (she was not fishing for compliments), turning to let me see her clearly and removing her self-suspending stockings and throwing them at me. I was getting a bit hard just looking at her, admiring her cleavage and tight midriff (being a fitness addict has its rewards), looking at her legs (very nice) with admittedly the thighs showing the effects of time, but getting a glimpse of pubic hair from the lower sides of her panties.
“You are a beautiful and sexy woman” I assured her. We came together and kissed long and passionate. My right hand fondled her left tit through her bra.
“Mmm. Just a moment honey” she whispered, and unhooked her bra, allowing her 38C breasts to fall out. I fondled both breasts and licked her long nipples while she made purring noises, softly joking “You filthy fornicator, doing sexy things to your own mother”. I felt my mother’s hand gently feeling my balls and prick as she uttered this piece of nonsense. We were both enjoying this. As my tongue worked on one of her nipples she said “Darling, do you feel like fucking your mommy now?” It was an unnecessary question, even without real foreplay, but the words, with their mixture of sexual invitation and hint of the bizarre heightened my desire. She lay on the settee with her legs parted as I undressed quickly.
“Mother” I looked at her with a mischievous smile “I want to take off your knickers and look at your cunt with your legs apart before I fill it with your own son’s hard prick”
Mom giggled softly as I slowly removed her panties.
“You enjoy taking off your mommy’s knickers just to fuck me, don’t you honey?” she murmured. Then her legs went wide apart with slightly raised knees as she continued “there you are darling, it’s all for you. Your mommy wants her boy to have free access to her cunt and ass”. She looked beautiful to me. Her nakedness was complete, her vagina opening clearly visible as a target for eventual penetration through a tangle of dark and crispy pubic hair, and breasts falling to each side of her chest. My tongue first connected to her vagina. As I eased her lips apart with fingers already feeling her dampness I searched for her clitoris while thrilling again at the experience of intimate connection with the woman who gave me life. In her post-menopausal state mom was still enjoying sex, with a sense of freedom that gave it added joy. I was conscious as I sucked her clit that my mother had been well fucked during her life, with a string of affairs that started before she and I got together, and which continued. Her latest fling had ended a few weeks earlier with a younger man (late forties is still young for my mom), seems to have started out as a passionate and steamy affair during which time it had been difficult to communicate with her easily as she seemed to be jumping into bed early evenings, as she confessed, to make love through the night with every orifice being penetrated with her partner’s dick. This meant that mom was now “in training” for oral and anal sex as well as through her vagina. The big break-up had been a bit of a surprise, but she was now fine. I hoped she would feel good after our time together. I was unconcerned about her past. We have our own special world and relationship that escapes from other situations – even the fact that I make love with her daughter and my sister.
Mom’s vagina was now dripping wet, and my cock needed relief, as mom writhed in pleasure and groaned her rising excitement as my tongue worked on her most intimate parts. I started to move, and mom and I looked at each other with desire “Come inside me, fuck your mother” she said it with a quiver in her voice – we like to use this sort of language referring to our mother-son relationship, as a means of increasing excitement. I moved position and she reached down to guide my rigid cock into her vagina. It slipped in easily.
I was over her, with straight arms, watching her tits move as I thrust my prick into my mother’s love channel. Now we were kissing and fucking at the same time. After a solid five minutes of hard thrusting we changed position as I lay with mom on top, her wet cunt now at my face as she took my cock in her mouth, her tits and nipples brushing against my midriff. I fingered and licked her vagina and felt her bum while enjoying the expert blow job, accompanied by mother fondling my balls. Then we found a new position, almost side by side as my cock re-entered mom’s vagina but in a situation where we could talk and kiss as we screwed.
“I love fucking you Kate” I mumbled as I felt her nipples
“You don’t know how much I needed this” she said “I felt I could never really escape my last affair until I had a good shag with my own son. God! I love your cock up my cunt. I adore opening my legs for you, and feel terrific all over when I see you getting excited watching me undress or when we reunite. We started off as one person when you grew inside me, and it’s fantastic even after more than twenty years of sex to have you come back to where you were born and conceived. I still like to think back sometimes to the memory of that time when your father and I made love. I never guessed then it would be the most important intercourse of my life and lead to the best lover I’ve ever had, and the most exciting sex”.
We resumed fucking hard. Kate does not have orgasms as much as when she was younger, and does not need frequent sex, but today was an exception as we built to a climax. I felt her start to vibrate and her language (for such a well educated individual) get more basic as I then made passionate love to my mother with renewed energy
“Fuck me honey!” she moaned. Her brow creased as she went increasingly wild with excitement “Shove your cock up your mommy’s cunt! Umm! Good! Bang me! Do it! Shoot it inside me. Fire your seed in the same place you were conceived! Ahhh!”
I also lost control and let emotion take over as I realised again (we think we have had intercourse over 1,500 times!) my dream of screwing my own mother “Oww! Mom I’m coming! Here it is. It’s going up your cunt now!”
My mother also enjoys this sort of rough language.
Later we had a shower together with more kissing and embracing including one event when the mother took her son’s semi-hard cock into her mouth for a delicate and erotic suck.
“Ahh! Mom you’re getting me hard again” I mumbled
“I noticed your prick growing in my mouth” she responded “you can fuck me in the mouth if you like” she mumbled, before re-inserting my cock between her lips and feeling my balls. It was a gentle fuck, nothing ejaculated.
We had a restful afternoon and in early evening dressed to go out. I helped mom put on her black bra and knickers, starting to feel aroused again as I slipped a hand between her legs at one point, brushing the outside of her vagina. We were visiting Marion and Steve for a little light supper in advance of the following evening’s outing.
We received a warm welcome from our hosts, whom I had known for several years from previous visits. They both have a have a sense of humour and we were having a good time, very relaxed together. We all looked like respectable middle class English with perfect manners, voicing genuine concerns about the problems of society. I looked at my mother, well dressed in a conservative dress sipping wine with crossed legs. I was amusing myself internally with the memory of how several hours earlier she had been lying with exposed tits and wide apart legs revealing her open vagina screaming at me to shove my cock up her cunt. What a contrast!
Marion is a good looking woman, who like my mom kept herself in shape. I imagined her in her younger days as a sexy looking, leggy blond in a mini skirt with a winning smile and white teeth. She looked good now, still lean without being skinny, although aged about 50. She wore rimless glasses beneath dark blond hair with a slightly fuller mouth than mom. I was idly wondering how good she was at cock sucking through those attractive lips. Her breasts were smaller than mom’s (maybe 36C or similar) but I’m certain Steve found them a delight. Her waist bulged only slightly leading to well proportioned hips and rather nice legs, with some muscular definition, revealing her continued participation in golf and tennis apart from the fitness club she attended with mom. Steve was something of a golf fanatic, an interest he shared with my mom, as they spoke of some techniques of shot play. Marion surprised me by saying:
“I hear you are a very naughty boy, doing unspeakable things to your mother and sister” She clearly knew what was going on!
I can’t imagine what you mean!” I responded jokingly “My first concern is to look after them both with great care and devotion”
“Hee! Hee!” she laughed “It’s OK. We know the situation. It’s really very intriguing. I think it makes my husband lust after your mother even more than he used to. Your mom told me it all started over 20 years ago, more or less by accident”
Now the others had picked up on this conversation. Mom elaborated
“Yes, it was a Christmas, and we had both just broken up with other relationships. It just seemed like a normal idea for the migrant son to come home for a change and re-connect with his mother having spent previous years in America and with some girl he once had in Sweden”
“At least you can get a white Christmas there” I interceded.
“Go on. Give us the filthy details!” urged Marion “It’s fascinating” Steve voiced his agreement.
Mom went on “Nothing much really happened at Christmas. We just got to know and like each other in a new situation, after my divorce from his father and a few affairs, and my son’s wanderlust and lust for young ladies. It was like two new people meeting but with a shared biology and past reconnecting. There was an attraction we both felt, but we were also aware of the incest thing. But after the holiday we wanted to see each other again, so I visited my son in London where he was working. Shall I go on?”
“Yes please!” said Steve with Marion nodding furiously.
Mom looked at me. “Yeah! It’s OK mom” I said “and I think we can just talk freely, without the need for polite language” Marion and Steve indicated their agreement with this.
“OK” mom looked around and smiled “You asked for it! Well we went back to the flat he had then, and chatted. But we both had an underlying desire for sexual contact, held back by the thought of our mother-son relationship. I was the first to make a move, thinking then I was taking a bit of a chance, but could retreat if it didn’t work out. I had put on some sexy underwear, and let my skirt slip up a bit high and parted my legs so my own 22 year old son could get a good view of my knickers and stockings with suspenders – it’s interesting how men find this combination sexy. It was something like Mrs. Robinson in ‘The Graduate’ but I was more explicit, really acting like a bit of a slut; it was impossible for him not to see me between my legs clearly, and it was obviously a come-on invitation. Anyway, the view was appreciated and in a few minutes I took my skirt off. A little bit of kissing and my son displayed his expertise in undressing a woman as my skirt removal was followed by my bra, knickers and everything else, and we ended up in bed together. It was the start of a passionate week-end and a long affair that still lives. I am a seductress!”
“And you still make love?” Steve asked
“I’m sure that’s a silly question” Marion interjected.
Mom and I nodded our confirmation.
It was time for some supper. We continued the story in general terms, indicating how things had changed and evolved, living together as a couple for a period, our brief experience of swinging, and mom’s continued single existence, punctuated with a string of affairs, mostly with younger men.
Our hosts were enjoying this erotic conversation. Marion revealed,
“Steve and I have talked about the possibility of a little excitement on the side, some form of limited swinging in effect, but never did anything about it. Maybe we’re not too adventurous, although Steve has fantasies of doing it with you Kate!” We all giggled and Steve had a rueful look on his face.
“If only you’d let me know” mom said “Steve is highly attractive and I’ve been wasting time and effort with the second division. It would be a pleasure, hopefully for us both. He’s also younger than me and since I started to have sex with my son I find it hard to get attracted to men my own age or older!”
There was some slightly awkward laughter and I came in “And there’s no need to feel left out Marion. You are an extremely attractive woman” (she is slightly older than me by about 4 years). We all relaxed again.
After supper, back to the sitting room. More small talk. Then Marion interjected
“You know, we are all talking and avoiding the main question on our minds. And that is, should we indulge in a little bit of gentle swapping as friends together” We all looked at one another. Mom in her facial expressions to me indicated she was willing, and I returned the same message, with gentle nods and so on. Marion was right – we had (at least I had) been thinking such thoughts.
It then emerged that this idea had been discussed between mom and Marion over the previous few weeks, since mom had split with the man referred to earlier.
Steve and Marion were both up for it having talked previously about it between themselves.
“We are sorry to sort of ambush you with this idea” mom said to me “but thought it would be best to meet up with Marion and Steve first, before mentioning the possibility. We can forget the whole thing or just postpone the idea if you want to think about it more”
But I didn’t need more thinking time. I had been looking at Marion and talking with her while trying to control my desires. I had always thought her sexy, but this was like the opening of the entrance to an Aladdin’s cave of erotic treasure. Anyway, I was aware that Jen was “at it” with someone else.
“No need for any of that “ I responded after a moment of reflection “it sounds fantastic”.
We moved. Mom went to Steve and Marion and I sat together. I had known Marion for some years, and always liked her, but this was a new situation
“How do you feel about getting it together with your mom’s friend?” she asked nervously
“My mom’s OK with it and I find you extremely attractive. But how about you with your friend’s son?”
“I can hardly wait” she whispered “I’d been thinking about the possibility for a while now”.
“You are lovely” I mumbled as she came close, her good looks, my sense of anticipation and her smells invading my senses. We started to kiss, and quickly became deeply engrossed with this first physical connection. Marion knew how to do it. She took off her glasses and then we started some serious French kissing. We broke for a moment looking at each other with lustful smiles. That had been good.
We glanced across the room to see mom sitting on Steve’s knee with her dress up her thighs revealing her stocking tops. Steve was feeling up her legs to her panties as they deep kissed.
“My dress is a bit long” said Marion as she pulled up her hem towards her waist to reveal her long and well shaped legs with self suspending stockings. I stroked her legs as we resumed kissing. I was wondering whether to become more adventurous when she whispered
“It’s OK if you want to feel my panties or fondle my breasts”
It was an invitation not to refuse! A further glance across confirmed that my mom had now removed her dress completely revealing the same black bra and panties I had put on her recently. I wondered if Steve was about to remove them. Steve had his hand down the front of my mother’s knickers and his long dick was out and being fondled in mom’s right hand. I had a feeling that Marion was taking her guidelines on how far to go from mom and Steve.
Now I was fondling Marion’s tits through her dress and bra. She stood up and removed the annoying inconvenience that was her dress. She unhooked her brassiere and seductively removed it, finally revealing her tits, with wide areolas and protruding nipples. Her breasts were full and relatively firm to the touch as I began to fondle them, while Marion found my cock, which was soon in her hand and getting very rigid.
“It’s nice to see and touch the penis that’s been exciting Kate all these years” she whispered. A quick look across confirmed that my mother was in a similar situation, feeling Steve’s cock and having her tits fondled. Both girls had their knickers still on. It became clear, however, that full intercourse and penetrative sex was a step too far for Marion at that point – although I am certain Steve was ready to fuck mom and ejaculate inside her. Marion was mumbling that she was sorry but couldn’t go to the next stage. A bit more petting and we all cooled down, getting (more or less) dressed again.
This had been a big step for our hosts, and a new experience. They needed to talk and think about things, especially Marion. We spent perhaps another hour chatting and agreeing it had been very nice, and confirming our mutual attraction. When we got home mom and I went to bed quite quickly, both nude. We kissed and embraced, and then spoke about the events of the evening. We both understood that Marion especially, when it came to the reality, was a bit uncomfortable with the group sex situation. Confronted with the possibility of sex with me, she had come back from the brink. But mom confirmed “Steve was in all ways up for it. Certainly his cock was up and primed to enter me and I was ready to remove my knickers and let him screw me. But it needs to be their joint decision on what to do” We agreed that we liked them both and although we had not done a swap for a very long time, we were ready for it with Marion and Steve. We were also more sexually experienced due to our odd history and needed to be patient with others. Mother especially had had over 40 lovers, while I was languishing far behind with only about 10, but many of those (like my ex wife, my mother, my sister) had been quite intensive.
Mom had further information. It seemed that both Marion and Steve had been involved in at least one extra-marital affair each over the last two or three years, but had decided to come back together from the edge of divorce and see if they could repair the relationship.
“I don’t know about you” mom said in a matter of fact way “but after that activity, without it ending in the usual way, I could do with a suitable male member writhing inside my cunt, if only I could find a man willing to get between my legs and fuck my ass off. Do you have any candidates you might recommend?”
“Funny you should mention it mother” I responded “I had a strange experience earlier when a woman, whose breasts I was examining with interest, declined to accommodate the desires of my somewhat stiff cock. Purely as a matter of mutual convenience, of course, I should be willing to fuck you up your cunt hole in the fashion you mentioned, if you would assume the missionary position with your legs fully parted”
“You are a true gentlemen” she responded “but may I request that you suck my nipples before you fuck me, while I feel your cock and balls?”
The night ended in an orgasmic climax as the son shot whatever load he had left inside his own mother’s willing vaginal passage. And then to sleep.
The next day was somewhat lazy. We prepared to go to the dinner-dance in the evening. Mother dressed in sexy underwear, items she had obtained in some lingerie store specialising in such erotic wear. A red and black pattern on her matching bra (which showed her cleavage to good effect) and flimsy panties were finished off with a suspender and stocking set. The whole combination would have been appropriate in a high class brothel. As I fixed her stocking tops to the suspenders she remarked “If we ever get it together with Steve and Marion I hope Steve will appreciate this combination” she went on as she examined her make-up.
“If Steve doesn’t get to undress you I will volunteer” I remarked “Actually if we were not on our way out I would already be looking to get at you!”
We were both ready and the taxi called to pick us up, already containing Steve and Marion.
We confirmed in the taxi that all was well following Marion’s question of whether she had upset us last night. To confirm he point we had a little exchange of light kisses, mom and Steve and myself on Marion’s lips, but without disturbing her make-up. The event was an elegant and enjoyable evening, with varied conversation, a couple of standard speeches, and a few dances to an over-loud band. I was up with mom, a couple of other ladies of acquaintance and Marion. During quiet numbers we spoke a little.
“I really enjoyed it last night” she confessed “but probably aroused you without offering a good conclusion”
“Don’t think about it” I responded “It was really wonderful to be with you, and taking the next step is a big deal. So I understand”
“Yes” she said “I just needed more time to think about it and talk to Steve. Actually we were both so stimulated last night that we had to have sex after you left, just to relieve the frustration”
“I know what you mean” I said, looking her in the eye and smiling “my mother and I had the same feelings and became immoral and incestuous again!”
She returned my smile “I’d love to let you look up my dress the way you did with Kate at the start of your affair” she said “if it were not so long and if we were in a less crowded place. But maybe later”
“I’m looking forward to it” I responded, thinking that she sounded more inclined to take the next step and - putting it crudely – take off her knickers.
Later I had a chat and a drink with Steve. He confirmed he had been having a bit of a fantasy of having sex with my mom, aware of her previous affairs and knowing some of the men involved, but himself is currently unwilling to stray from his wife for a secret bit on the side, given that they had both been involved in affairs and decided to stop. At least he and Marion can share their intimate desires, which seems very healthy. I guess swinging was one way for them to have an affair without it threatening the marriage. Mom had already indicated to Steve she was willing to go all the way in the right circumstances and he seemed to be keen.
Eventually we found our way back in a taxi and agreed to the proposal that we go to Marion and Steve’s place. It had been a good evening. We were now in a comfortable room with soft music and a coffee. Some small talk, and we had settled down.
“We were sort of wondering how you felt about picking up from where we left off last night” Steve uttered the sentence in a cautious sort of way.
“Sounds wonderful to me” my mom replied immediately, giving voice to all our thoughts.
Marion stood “I promised this young man (pointing to me) that I’d let him look up my dress” she said as she raised its level “but it is rather long”
“why not just take it off darling” Steve suggested “Here, let me unzip the back”
Mom also started to undress. We had reached that stage. Steve and I smiled at each other as we followed the ladies, at least getting off jackets, bow ties, shoes.
Marion’s dress hit the floor and she stepped out of it. Her flimsy bra just managed to contain her tits, while beneath her suspender belt and above her stockings, a silky white thong left nothing to the imagination in revealing the shape of her mound, with hints of pubic hair emerging from the sides. Steve was smiling, he had already seen his wife in this attire, and was rightly proud of her. But then his own eyes started to bulge as my mother, looking devastating in her scant lingerie, presented herself to him. Coming right across and kissing him passionately on the mouth, Kate found one of his hands on her tit.
Marion moved towards me. I stood and held her “You really look beautiful” I gasped while looking into her blue / grey eyes “I’m really privileged to have such a sexy, intelligent woman beside me”. She was truly fantastic. We exchanged a long and sexy kiss before Marion spoke
“I’m glad you like me. I was dreaming of making love with you, and hope you will take off my knickers tonight. If I get your penis out maybe you could remove my brassiere?”
She quickly undid my pants and knelt down to extract my now hard cock. I helped to remove any obstacles to her objective. She felt my cock, looking up at me with a smile
“I liked your dick last night, and now I think I can really appreciate Kate’s passion at having her son’s love tool inside her” Then my cock was inside her mouth as she felt my balls. It was hard to think of anything other than personal pleasure, but I fumbled with her bra strap as she was leaning forward to suck me off. I got it unhooked.
She took my dick out of her mouth (just as well as I was getting too aroused too soon) and smiled “Was that nice for you?” I could hardly speak but mumbled approval. Our mouths met again and I felt her tits. We moved on to a settee, as my hands went down along her legs, sliding along her stockings and beneath one of her suspenders and reached her mound.
“You can take it off” she whispered. The inhibitions of last night were gone. The flimsy thong was quickly off and her vagina was at last exposed to view as she spread her legs, now wearing only stockings and suspenders.
“Do you like this view?” she asked “Maybe there’s something worth penetrating you see?”
A tangle of dark brown pubic hair surrounded her slit, the gateway to her inner channel of intimate pleasure. The vagina lips were slightly parted and glistened faintly in the soft light. Her middle showed a few insignificant marks of her two pregnancies, now over 25 years ago. It was my turn to administer oral sex as I gently pressed my tongue into her vagina slit, and licked her opening as if it were an ice cream. Marion now began to make gentle noises of sexual arousal and pleasure. I evolved my stimulation by next inserting a finger inside her as I continued to lick her cunt and clitoris and stroke the inside of her thighs, above her stockings, but with an occasional caress of her whole leg length. Her hips began to grind against me and her sex language emerged;
“Oh God! That’s it! Ummm! Good boy. Fuck Marion’s little cunny hole!”
There was a need to move on. I was enjoying this but also my prick seemed forgotten. In any case Marion anticipated my desires by further communication
“Oh! Let’s do it. I need you inside me. Fill me up with your nice cock. Ah! My husband is inside your mother!” as I moved position I looked across to see mom, with wide apart legs being fucked by Steve with obvious enthusiasm. Mom was groaning her pleasure as they kissed. I liked seeing mom getting fucked, as I had often imagined what she looked like with other men over the years. I watched the two of them fucking in harmony, remembering my own many hours of pleasure between mom’s legs over the years, now experienced by Steve.
This was no time for complicated innovations of sexual position. Marion was on her back with an open cunt visible between her spread legs. I came between them and she guided my cock up her vagina, now wet with her juices. She let out a little gasp at the moment of her first penetration by my cock. It was a moment burned into my memory. Then there were noises of hard thrusting and sexual passion. I tried to position my thrusts inside Marion’s cunt as well as possible to her clitoris, and in timing with her pattern of movement. She was simply responding freely to the passion of the moment. Wonderful. We kissed. I felt her tits, she stroked my back. Then her legs went over my shoulders and I held her up by placing my hands beneath her bum. Then she started to climax.
“I’m going to come. I know it. I feel it. My orgasm is on its way. Will you ejaculate inside me when I tell you? Mmmm. Yes! Oui! Do me! Fuck me! Three seconds. Ahhhhh!”
Whatever I had shot inside Marion’s vagina. It was truly a fantastic screw.
Meanwhile mom and Steve were in an intimate embrace but in a post coital situation. Mom had clearly received Steve’s load inside her vagina. They were kissing and fondling.
Marion and I also took some time to wind down after our first sex together. We were all like new lovers, and in a sense we were.
A freshen-up, attired in dressing gowns, we came together as a tight group. Mom was on my right, she kissed me gently. On my left Marion was holding my hand but also her husband’s, who in turn had an arm around my mom’s shoulders. Four heads were close together. We all agreed it was fabulous.
Steve reflected “This is the first sex either Marion or myself have had openly with others. It’s best to do it openly like this” Marion and Steve kissed on the mouth and I had the interesting sight of Marion feeling his cock as they kissed while Steve had one hand feeling her right tit. Almost in response, mom and I kissed as I fondled her tit.
It was time to recognise our fatigue and off to bed. Steve and mom wanted to sleep together, and I was very keen to spend the night with Marion. Happily there were separate rooms each with a double bed prepared. But real sleep rather than sex was the priority after a long and active day. Marion took me to the room and slipped off her gown, looking beautiful in her nudity in the dim light, her breasts reflecting the glow of a small lamp and hinting at a valley between two smooth hills. We embraced together under the covers, clinging together as sexual adventurers having ascended one summit, but anticipating further conquests. And a drift off to sleep.
Later, the sound of birds in the garden, the light of a new day through the curtains and I found myself more-or-less awake beside Marion, with her back to me. Perhaps she is still sleeping. I hardly move, but she stirs. “Are you awake?” she mumbles. She pushed her naked bum into my crotch when discovering my consciousness. For the next 20 minutes I gently with finger tips caress her back and legs, occasionally reaching to her front for a handful of soft tit with a hard nipple on the end. My semi hard dick is parked at the crack of her bum. Her sighs of contentment signal a happy woman. Eventually she turns towards me. She takes my cock in her hand. I feel her front, from tits to public hair. I stroke her pretty face. We kiss gently. But mostly we talk, and discuss and laugh. I’m almost forgetting about sex. I have a friend and companion. Our compatibility as people is unusual and striking. She disappears and returns with cups of tea. We continue to talk about a range of issues. She tells me about her two affairs one of which went on for over a year and threatened her marriage. She had been aware of Steve’s secret lovers also. Eventually she refers to her son (she also has a daughter) saying “I never had any incest thoughts about him. But like most teenage boys he went through a period when he was coming to terms with his attraction to women. He obviously liked to see me undressed. I suppose I helped him a bit, and arranged situations where he could see my naked breasts, while I decided to let him see me in my underwear a lot, treating this as a normal situation not as special or sexy. He did catch me nude once by accident, but I just gave him a good full frontal view of everything while taking a moment to suggest he really should knock before coming into my bedroom at certain times. I think it worked OK and he’s now settled with a nice girl although we don’t see him much”
We started to get sexual again. We embraced and began kissing, getting into foreplay.
“I loved the way you stroked my back” mumbled Marion “what about a bit more of that?”
Her back was smooth and sensuous as I stroked. Now she lifted her right leg as my hard cock entered her vagina from behind. My left hand was on her shoulder while the right was feeling her tits. After some minutes she announced “I need to suck your penis. What about licking me again like last night?”
I moved on top of her, my cock in her mouth and head between her legs, licking and fingering her love channel. I could recognise an experienced blow job expert at work, including sucking my balls gently. At one point she mumbled between mouthfuls of cock “Do you like to refer to my vagina as a cunt? It’s OK with me, even if not very ladylike”
*Your cunt is fantastic” I replied from my location, where I was getting some view of her anus also.
A further change of position and now she was sitting on my cock, buried deep up her vagina while I was feeling, sucking and admiring her breasts. Next from behind as she was on her front with raised ass. As I was admiring her bottom, and fondling it as I thrust inside her cunt, she asked “Do you ever have anal sex with Kate?” I looked again at her own anus, a neat brown ringed orifice, with small wrinkles at the point of entry.
“we do it sometimes” I admitted “how about you and Steve”
“No. Never really got into that despite years together. I had a semi successful attempt at anal sex with one of my lovers, but he just poked me without really getting inside with his cock. Would you mind gently putting a finger into my bum hole?”
“No problem. My pleasure” I responded.
“Mmm. That’s interesting. Do you think we could try it sometime, I mean, putting it very naughty, fucking me in the bum?”
Was I going to refuse a lady such a request?
Marion turned over and opened her legs. “I’m going to talk naughty rather more now!” she announced “I can’t get enough of your cock inside me. Fuck me up my cunt and shoot your load into me” She is a very polite lady struggling to talk dirty. But you know when she’s excited. She pushed against me as I thrust my cock in and out of her vagina, we kissed and sucked tongues, I fondled her tits, she pulled me towards her, locked her legs behind my lower back. And groaned and screamed (not too loud) her raw emotions as we travelled towards a climax ”Oh yeah! Mmmm! Fuck my cunt! Ahhh!” We spent some time after our orgasm to kiss and fondle, cooling down. We were now friends and lovers both. Great!
We showered together, inhibitions gone. Kissing under the shower I felt highly attracted to this woman I had known for a long time, but in a different way.
“I don’t want to let you go” she murmured, echoing my own thoughts. “I’m not even jealous of Steve having intercourse with another woman, even if it is my friend and your mom”
We agreed to see each other later and to keep in touch. We began to dress, me in yesterday’s formal wear, she in normal knickers and bra with a skirt and top.
“Listen!” she said “My husband and your mother sound like they’re doing disgusting things to each other next door” The noise was unmistakable, I recognised the sound of my mother in full fucking mode. I guessed she was very excited and had a cock inside her. Lower pitched noises signalled Steve’s apparent climax and ejaculation. Some silence.
Later, all showered and refreshed the four of us had some light breakfast. Our relationship had changed. We all wanted to see each other again. I was worried I was becoming too intoxicated with Marion, I wanted to take her away alone. But it was early days.
Steve drove mom and I back to the house. We needed to change! It was agreed we would talk on the phone later to see what to do next. It was only 10 am.
Inside the house mom and I embraced and kissed. “You and Marion obviously like each other a lot. Just be careful!” she said “she’s a married woman with a family”
“You seemed to be doing OK with her husband” I responded.
Mom sat on my knee on the settee, pulled down the top of her dress and took out her tits.
“Don’t argue with your mother. Suck my nipples darling and then feel me up the cunt. I need to have you close after that experience”
We went up to bed. I stripped my mother, unzipping her long dress and unhooking her bra, pulling down her knickers, and feeling her on her pubic hairs and slipping a finger between her legs. Mom then undressed me, sucking my cock in the process. I licked and fondled the breasts I used to suckle on, and put two fingers up the vagina I was born through. Her cunt had been in intensive use in the last day.
“Don’t worry Kate” I was reassuring “Neither Marion or I will be irresponsible. We have only just connected anyway”
“You can always have a low level affair with her if it comes to it” mom pondered “Mmm, that feels nice on my tits, and I can always accommodate Steve. Actually I really like him and he was truly exciting me”
“You were obviously exciting him!” I observed as I pushed my fingers further up my mother’s cunt while she felt my balls.
We relaxed the remainder of the morning. I spoke to Jen on the phone. What a family! She had also been sexually active, telling me she had just returned from a Brighton hotel and a night of sexual passion with her colleague. He hopes to set up an outing with his wife and us! It’s all getting too much very suddenly. I mention the swap with mom’s friends. Jen is more relieved that while she was fucking with her lover I was not left alone to brood on the situation.
The joys of an open relationship!
The phone rang around 1.30. I answered to find Marion on the other end.
“Hi sweetheart” she said “I’m still tingling from your touch. How would you guys feel about getting together again late afternoon? I want to see you before you leave tomorrow”
“sounds great” I responded “I sure want and need to see you, even if that’s all that happens”
“I feel the same” she replied “I’ll take my knickers down anytime you wish”
We arranged that Steve and Marion would visit us late afternoon for “sex and snacks” and could stay overnight if we all agree. Mom was happy about it, and was expecting that sort of arrangement anyway.
I was sure it would pass, but I was smitten with Marion and impatient to see her.
A lazy afternoon. Need the rest. Mom also. Shower again, change and feel more normal. Watch mother fishing out sexy lingerie. She stands nude in front of me, as a normal activity. I enjoy her full frontal view. Watch her put on bra and knickers as she indicated she expects them to be removed by Steve later. Puts on suspenders and stockings and looks sexy. She comes to me and we hug and kiss lightly. I tell her she is a randy old girl – she likes it! She puts on a light and rather short dress. Easy to see her underwear and feel her. I test my theory by feeling her up her dress. We laugh as I grope my mom. Make up the bed in the spare room. I hope for Marion in it later with me.
Just after 6pm they arrive, with small overnight baggage, flowers and wine. Now we are all relaxed and pleased with ourselves. Get drinks for all. Some general conversation. Discuss some issues with Steve as mom and Marion exchange views on fashion or something similar. Mom takes Steve with her to kitchen to microwave something light. Hear her squeal and laugh as they kiss and Steve feels up her skirt and pulls at a suspender.
Marion and I come together. No words at first. Both desperate for a long and lingering, deep and sexy kiss. She takes off her glasses before our lips meet. I like her perfume and taste her pink lipstick. A constant memory is born.
“I really needed that” she whispered as we broke after some time.
“Me too” was my reply.
We sit on the settee and she lifts her skirt so I can see her stockings, suspenders and knickers. Her panties are thin and the outline of her pubic hair is visible. My hand moves up her legs and under a suspender to the edge of her panties.
“I said I like you to look up my skirt” she said in an amused way “is this OK for you?”
“No complaints” I responded as we resumed kissing and my hand moves down the front of her knickers. My fingers idly move through the jungle of her pubic hair.
“I want to spend the night in bed with you” she whispers after a bit of snogging “what do you think?”
“I was counting on it” I whisper back “It’s nice to be in a group with Steve and mom, but to be brutally honest, it’s even nicer to be just with you, and not just for sex”
“Ah! Exactly. You understand! Steve and I are having a few problems, but I wouldn’t like to hurt him, but we both know the magic disappeared a long time ago. We can’t cheat on each other and that’s why meeting with you two and swapping has been important. But now I’m afraid in case it goes beyond harmless excitement. I know it’s very early, but I feel we have some immediate and very strong attraction. And I always liked you, even before we started this intimate connection”
“I feel the same” I responded “and no-one in my situation looks for even more complicated arrangements. I guess we can just see where events take us. Maybe we’re just reacting to a new level of emotion and the discovery that there’s someone you feel really great with who’s not your partner”
“Mmm. I think that we should be cautious of course. It really helps though that Steve and your mom seem to get on and like having sex together. Steve is a bit smitten with her, even more since he managed to realise his fantasy and get her knickers off and his penis in her vagina. But I don’t object to having sex with my husband, and maybe it will be good to try group sex later, you know, where both of you men make love to me together, and also to your mom. I’ve never done that”
Chat and laughter as supper arrives with the other two.
“Your husband is a very naughty man” laughs mom “with a bad case of wandering hands up my skirt and down my bra. If he continues like this I’ll be forced to fuck him!”
As mom puts down a tray Steve comes from behind and cups both her breasts in his hands.
“I suppose I’ve blown it now and you’re about to fuck me” he laughs.
“I’ll definitely blow you when I get your dick out later” mom responds.
Marion pulls down her skirt saying “I was just giving your son a glimpse of the promised land. He can explore it and take occupation later!”
Obviously the mood was very jovial and friendly, with an explicit acceptance of the underlying erotic situation. With the light meal over, and a quick clear-up, we discussed and decided to go to the main bedroom together. We had ambitions of more interactive sex than last night.
Marion was interested in previous swinging that mom and I had had, and whether it weakened our core relationship.
Mom’s opinion was that having sex is a physical act that can be laden with lots of other meanings and significance that could be misleading. She suggested that it was possible to have sex with someone other than your spouse and partner, and enjoy it to the point of orgasm without that meaning you care less for your partner. Then she referred to a part of our history. “For example” mom recalled “about 20 years ago when we lived together in London, we came across a couple, being one of my son’s friends and his girlfriend. The guy developed a crush on me, and an obsession of having sex with an older woman, of his mother’s generation. To come to the point we finally agreed to try a swap and a foursome. The other couple came to visit us. I started to make out with the guy, Nigel, while the other two including this creature (she smiled and pointed at me) were watching us French kissing while he felt me up my skirt, fingering me under my knickers, and removed my bra as we kissed. I confess I enjoyed it. Of course I had his cock out and quite quickly I was having full-on sex with this boy while seeing my son and partner shafting the boy’s girlfriend beside me. We had a number of such shared sessions including situations where I would take both young men together, for example with my mouth and vagina both in action with two pricks to deal with. At the end of this we all became better friends and as you can see my love relationship with my son has survived this and many other situations”.
Steve thought it was good we had this sort of experience, even if a long time ago and with a restricted swinging history. But now he wanted to be a swinger himself.
Mom led the way to the bedroom. A large double bed (it had witnessed some erotic action) curtains pulled, lighting dim in the closing evening, and a soft musical background.
Already Marion and I were in a corner kissing deeply. My hands felt her tits through her top and bra, while she had one hand feeling my balls through my pants. Her husband looked on. It must have been a very curious sight to watch his wife in this situation being passionate with another man.
His thoughts were interrupted by my mom coming to him. They sat on the bed, and from one eye I watched them kiss and Steve’s hand reaching up my mother’s legs to her suspenders and knickers. Mom removed her skirt. All was well.
Marion and I ceased kissing for a moment.
We watched the other two. Mom’s tits were hanging out of her bra as Steve discovered again the delights of her protruding nipples. Steve unhooked mom’s bra and we watched her tits being felt fully, next Steve was removing my mother’s knickers (also one of my favourite activities). It was interesting to see another guy take them off and then watch mom spread her legs to give him a view of her female assets (she must have been through this experience thousands of times – certainly many hundreds with me alone). Apart from suspenders and stockings my mother was then nude. Steve, having gone “Oh! Wow” after mom’s open leg posing, started to bury his face in my mother’s cunt, as he licked her inviting slit. They were now both groaning with pleasure. I was happy mom was enjoying this. I was also conscious I had this gorgeous creature beside me in the person of Marion, who was also getting aroused by the sight of mom and Steve starting to make love. She seemed to like watching her husband with a more mature woman (as mom took Steve’s cock in her hand and started to feel it, and examine his balls, with complimentary comments).
“It’s great to watch Steve and your mother together” she mumbled “But I need to have you. Do you want me to undress?”
There was not much to take off! We started to kiss and chat, moving to a chair to let Steve and mom have the full bed for a few minutes, especially as mom now had Steve’s cock in her mouth (I was imagining the intense pleasure he must be having) while he had a couple of fingers inside mom’s vagina. As I removed her brassiere and started to explore Marion’s tits she let out a little gasp. I glanced to see mom on her back with legs parted and Steve between them. I could just see his cock moving in and out of mom’s vagina.
Marion and I started to concentrate on each other. Her tits were a little smaller than mom’s but with very attractive light brown areolas. They showed some signs of child suckling, but were reasonably firm and good to touch. She liked her nipples being sucked. I stood in front of her as she sat in the chair. She wanted to remove my pants, which she did with expert efficiency, and took my hard prick in her hands. I noticed how delicate her hands were, with light pink nail polish, but very expert in handling a penis. Her thumb caressed the tip of my prick as she moved her hand up and down its shaft. I noticed her wedding ring on her left hand as it caressed my dick. A slight move and my cock was in her mouth which formed a light pink round entrance due to matching lipstick with nails. I thrust gently in her mouth in rhythm to her cock sucking pattern, feeling her tongue against the head of my cock, while occasionally she would run it down the length of my prick to lick and (one time) suck my balls. After a few minutes I said
“Marion, I need to take off your panties”
“Oh yeah!” she replied, removing my dick from her mouth “I’m starting to feel wet in my cunt anyway, and I really require your cock inside me”
There was space on the bed and we moved beside Steve and mom, still fucking. Marion and I started to kiss deeply, with a rising passion, and my hand moved down the front of her knickers to feel her hairs. A little move and I was peeling off her thin panties to reveal her vagina. Her public hair was bushy, but her vagina lips and slit were clearly visible. It was very inviting as she spread her legs to offer better access and the lips of her vagina opened to reveal a pink surround of the cavern of delight into which I was about to thrust my prick. My tongue tasted her dripping juices as I licked her vagina and stroked her upper legs. Passions were rising between us and she begged me to fuck her, possibly wanting to emulate her husband, three feet away now, with mom on top as Steve pushed up in penetration while feeling my mother’s hanging tits.
I needed no encouragement and I positioned myself between her open legs. I placed my cock at the entrance to her vagina.
“Please do it” she responded “fuck my ass off!”
As I pushed my cock up Marion’s vagina I had a great feeling of lust and contentment. She is a wonderful woman and I felt privileged to be making love with her, and told her this. In no time we were fucking like we’d been screwing each other for years, with heightening pleasure. All conversation stopped for a couple of minutes to be replaced with the sound of pricks fully penetrating vaginas and the high and lower sounds of male and female noises of erotic pleasure. The two couples coordinated their use of the double bed. Steve was now penetrating mom from behind as she lay on her front. I was now on the bottom as Marion sat on my cock, as it snaked up her love channel. She had her back to me and was facing Steve. Mom and I were almost nose to nose. Steve and Marion began to kiss passionately as they each fucked with another partner. What a thrill to see it and hear it. Mom and I with a little turning were also able to kiss. Steve and Marion indicated they wanted to make love together. We all shifted. Marion was on her back with open legs with her husband between them with a cock, still damp from my mom’s juices thrusting inside Marion’s now well opened cunt. They were kissing and moaning with passion. Mom and I looked at each other. I noticed mom’s lips were perhaps a little puffed with hard kissing Steve. We were both stimulated but not sexually satisfied. I suggested with a smile
“Mother, darling, would you mind awfully occupying the vacant space on the bed, and lying on your back opening up your legs in order that I, your only son, can fuck you silly?”
“What a splendid idea” she replied in the same style of humour “and would you be so kind as to feel my tits and suck my tongue as you fuck me?”
As I was fucking my mother, Marion and Steve altered their situation. Steve came to the side of mom who suggested she suck his cock. So, as I continued to penetrate her up her vagina, Steve had his cock in her mouth. Marion then came beside me and we began to French kiss while Steve felt his wife’s tits.
Marion paused for a moment “It’s awesome to watch you fuck your own mother” then her tongue was back in my mouth.
More innovations. Marion is now on all fours, as I penetrate her in the cunt from behind. Steve, on his knees in front of her now has his cock in Marion’s mouth, with a gentle thrusting pattern. Mom is deep kissing Steve while I feel her tits from behind.
In a reverse situation we resume, Marion is screwed by Steve from behind while I get my cock sucked through her now very pale pink lips.
Things are getting orgasmic. We pair off. I have Marion beneath me while my mother, beside me with open legs is accommodating Steve’s cock up her vagina and issuing soft moans of pleasure. I am thrusting against Marion. We look at each other with open eyes as we fuck. We are both loving it.
“Fuck your woman! Do it up me” she encourages me, interspersed with wild and passionate kisses. Everyone is approaching climax. My mom is similarly encouraging Steve “Oh God! Shag me Steve! Shoot your load in my cunt!”
Climaxes are attained. Two women receive injections of fresh semen from their lovers.
Later, we are in the sitting room with glasses of champagne. We appear to be a content group. Multiple partner sex is very addictive and we recall some of the situations when all four of us were somehow intertwined. Marion’s first experience of being simultaneously screwed in her cunt and mouth has left a good impression on her. Another glass of champagne and Marion is uninhibited. Off comes her robe. Naked, she spreads her legs and points at her vagina “I like being fucked up here, but who’s gonna do it up my arse?” she shifts her finger to point at her anus.
“maybe it’s time to take your lady to bed!” mom suggests to me.
Steve agrees “Maybe Marion needs help up the stairs! Anyway, I volunteer to take care of your mother” Mother smiles and shrugs her shoulders. Steve taking care of her is likely to involve multi-positional sex for which mom seems to be fully accepting and prepared.
In any case I want Marion for the night. We all have coffee, Marion becomes more sober.

It’s nice in bed just the two of us. We embrace and chat for a while, despite some sounds of sexual passion from next door as mom seems to be urging Marion’s husband to do something between her tits.

Marion then started to feel my cock, which after the break of activity was able to respond and get hard again. We kissed softly. Then she whispered “Honey, it’s a shame to waste a good hard-on. What do you think about screwing your girl up her arse”?
“You are one randy woman” I smiled at her. I like anal sex, both because it’s a bit more bizarre, and also my cock gets held in a tighter grip in an anus. Mom and I always use lubricant and (for hygiene) a condom for anal sex. I came prepared. We talked about the technique of anal sex. Marion sucked my cock before pulling the condom over it. With gentle pushing and patience and lots of lubrication we shortly became joined together as I buried my penis deep inside the anal channel of my woman, adopting a gentle thrusting pattern as the lady Marion also found a finger inside her vagina and her breasts being intermittently felt by the roving hands of her lover. Groans of passion, the male finding resources for another climax inside the body of his female partner. We were both happy about having completed this event. Marion said “It’s not the sort of thing I’d want to do every night, but definitely sometimes so long as it’s your cock doing the penetrating”.
I felt good, both because I had given Marion a new and pleasurable experience, but also because it seemed to me that even this 50 year-old had some elements of virginity left, but no longer. And soon to sleep.
Some hours later we awake, it’s the early hours and Marion gets some cool soft drinks. She needs the bathroom, inviting me with her “Would you like to watch me pee?” she asked coyly.
Echoes of my mother. As she sits on the loo she pulls me by the prick to come close and cock sucks me while she relieves herself.
Soon back in bed we start our continuous chatting. Eventually Marion puts into words what I have been thinking too:
“Something’s changed these last couple of days. I have to be with you. I don’t care too much what it takes, but it has to happen. I know it’s complicated but you’re a smart City business type and can work it out” Thanks for the confidence!
We agree (my suggestion) that we need to get away together for a few days to see how it all feels away from the highly charged sex-based situation currently. We need to clear things, especially with Steve and Jen. We make love again.
Two weeks later Marion and I are in Paris following an interesting fast train journey under the English Channel. We have a good hotel, and feel like this is a honeymoon. Why did we have to wait so long to find each other? Eventually – some weeks after this trip - we separate from our current arrangements then (obviously following a lot of discussion etc with Steve and Jen) start to live together.
Things were moving on anyway. Jen’s relationship with her colleague went in an unexpected direction. His wife was less interested in having a swapping party than issuing divorce proceedings on the grounds of his adultery with my sister. Jen wants to be with him, initially out of a sense of solidarity and support, but increasingly as they like living together. Steve and my mom are something of an item, but I think it’s only temporary. Steve and I have spoken and he agrees that his marriage with Marion was effectively dead as a full relationship a few years ago, and it’s better for both to seek new horizons (Marion has found hers). They are divorcing, but it’s important to us all that there is no bitterness. Indeed we did have another session fairly recently with Steve and mom where Marion got fucked by her now estranged husband as I watched (while screwing my mother). During this session and at her request she simultaneously (almost) had an ejaculation from me inside her cunt, as Steve shot his into her mouth as she had been sucking him off while I was thrusting into her vagina. This double penetration of Marion and double ejaculation from her former and current partner together acted as a final influence keeping Steve, Marion and myself still as very close friends.
Jen can have the previous house and I bought a new residence in south London with new furniture for Marion and myself (and our visiting children). Thank goodness for excessive City bonuses! We had a long and passionate fuck the first night in the new house as we have now moved in. At least the bed was virgin! It would be nice to think that our house warming party could include Steve, Jen and new partner, my ex-wife and her partner, various others, children (with boy / girlfriends as appropriate), even my dad and his wife, and mom as special person and guest of honour. We will see what happens. In any event I think I’m en route to a new wife, a new life, and a (probable) goodbye to incest. Generally Marion and I see ourselves as being quite self-sufficient and happy to have sex together which is passionate, innovative and a true expression of our love. But it was good for us to have had the multi-partner experiences as described as a kind of induction. We have no secrets. Yet, maybe now we really have got to the point where we think we have had all the sexual experience we need and want beyond a one-to-one relationship. I the end it’s just about finding the right partner. Here’s to monogamy!

shitforbrains · Joined: 07 Sep 2007 Posts: 1180

Thanks for sharing. I'm sorry this will be your last one.

Nicko88 · Joined: 17 Feb 2007 Posts: 38

Great story...thanks for sharing it and taking the time to us the details. I loved it and was good for a few j/o's! Good luck and post an update soon. I think you will always enjoy your sister and Mom.....

Nicko88

docsavage7 · Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 2:25 am Post subject:

Thx for sharing your experiences with us and I wish you all the best in the future!

Doc