underannesbed.bsky.social
@Possmom.bsky.social but taboo
#incest warning. Maybe some forced feminization too. All characters featured are 18+. All art should be conisdered non-canon.
18+, minors DNI!
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I'm certainly open to the idea. Never done that before so I'd be willing to negotiate.
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If she's not cumming in her mom's throat while you fuck her ass did you *really* make her cum?
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bsky.app/profile/unde...
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I really did swipe right on accident. I'd have never tried to match with my own mother. Who would?
Maybe it was fate, though, because mom was right, we are perfect matches.
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Whatever lines existed, whatever barriers we had between us, was broken that day. We spent the rest of the day wrapped together in a sweety frenzy of flesh, exploring every inch of each other's body. Ever the inches on her I didn't know she had.
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"I wouldn't have cared mom, you know that". It really wouldn't have ever made a difference to me.
I stood up and walked to mom, wrapping my arms around her.
"Doesn't change that I want to fuck you"
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"Wha?" is all I could say.
"I'm a trans woman"
Well, damn. You learn something new everyday.
"I'm sorry I never told you sooner, hon. I just worried what you'd think" she continued, obviously nervous.
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Surely she had a puffy vagina, or a big bush or something, right? Surely I'm not seeing a dick, right?
A continued to stare, eyes wide.
Definitely a dick. Soft, but definitely a sizable dick.
When did this happen? Did she always have this?
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She turned around the face me, revealing her black, frilly panties.
I had to do a double take at what was in those panties though.
It looked like... a dick?
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"If we're doing this..." she paused.
"You should know something about me"
Mom stood up and took a few steps away. She grabbed the hem of her dress, lifting it up slowly.
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This kiss didn't last nearly as long, mom broke away more abruptly this time.
"Honey, there's something you don't know" she said, tears in her eyes.
What could she be talking about? What don't I know?
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Mom broke this kiss, her eyes burning with a mix of emotions.
"Honey, this is, this is so wrong, we can't..."
I went in for another kiss, melting away any inhibitions she had left.
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The slightly bitter taste of her lipstick is practically intoxicating, but not nearly as much as the taste of her warm mouth.
We sit there mouth locked for what seemed like an eternity. I at least wish it'd never end.
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I turn and lift mom's chin up, giving her a deep, long closed kiss. Her eyes widen at first at the shock, but close softly, easing into the kiss.
Our mouths part, and our tongues slither past our lips.
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"It's so unfair, right? We both have to use dating apps even though our perfect match is right here" she continued.
I can't take this anymore. It feels like every part of me is about to explode.
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"You're so kind, so funny and sexy. I wish I could fuck you too"
"Mom..."
"But I'm your mom. That'd be super wrong, right? Even though we both obviously want it, right?"
My heart couldn't stop racing.
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"I saw you staring at my breasts all night" she revealed
"You want to fuck your mom. I honestly think that's flattering"
"Maybe it's wrong, but knowing that makes me happy" she continued
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"You were drunk, I was just saying whatever, it wasn't serious!" I nervously explained
"You said I was drop-dead gorgeous. Would you not fuck me if I wasn't your mother?" she asked softly, still cuddled up against me
"I, uh, I just meant--"
"I'm not an idiot, baby" she interrupted.
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I gave a nervous chuckle
"We both had a bit to drink last night, I guess"
"Nope. You barely drank anything" she said
"But I remember you saying some funny things" she added.
Oh no.
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"Uh, morning mom, some night, huh?"
"Yeah, some night"
"I, um, should probably get going soon" I said as I tried to get up, but mom held on tight.
"What's the rush, not regretting bedding your date, right?" she smiled
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Fears of intoxicated mistakes we be forget though, because when we awoke it was clear we were about to make some sober ones.
"Good morning, baby" mom cooed, as she stared at me with a teasing smile, my eyes barely open.
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Me and mom fell asleep on the couch cuddled together. We didn't go farther beyond vague flirting, and I'm glad it stopped there. As crazy I was for her in that moment, I wouldn't have been able to live with myself I took advantage of my drunk mom.
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"I guess I shouldn't have any of that wine. I might end up forgetting I'm your mom"
Why do I wish she would forget?
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"On your profile, you said you liked older women. Hope I'm not too old for you"
She read my profile?
"You're not too old mom" I said, not really thinking about how that came out
Mom didn't say anything to that, she just snuggled into me harder.
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Mom leaned up against me, her arms wrapped around mine.
"I bet in a different life we must have been lovers" she blurted out as if that wasn't an insane thing to say
I honestly didn't know what to say to that
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Fuck it.
I opened it and poured myself a glass. Mom gave me a big smile as she fell back onto the couch.
"That's more like it!"
I sat next to her, hoping maybe the alcohol might untangle the knot in my stomach.
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"I don't know, mom, you've had enough to drink" I tried to explain
"You haven't had any, though" she retorted.
"Get wasted with mommy, honey" she giggled
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I helped mom take off her heels, and despite my insistence she get some sleep she guided me to the living room.
"Come on baby, have a little to drink, have some fun" she insisted while handing me a bottle of wine that was on an end table.
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Now, mom was never shy about giving me a kiss as a show of affection, but it was always a peck on the forehead. The kiss she was giving me right now though, was not that. It was still brief, but it was a full lip-on-lip smooch.
My skin tingled at the surprise of it. God I wish it was longer.
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"Okay, mom, I guess I could crash on the couch"
Mom leaned in for another hug, her soft, heavy breasts pressing up against me.
This is so unfair, why does she have to be my mom?