I am a reader of iss for many years and few of my stories were published also..I am narrating my experience after almost a year and half…I had few p...easurable experiences with two iss readers also…So not to bore u all..Let me begin with my latest and amazing experience..Few months back I sent a message to one of the lady who is a friend of my friend on fb. I was reading her updates and liked them…I was not expecting her to reply back but she replied back positively and sent me the friend. But then a grin slowly spreads over her face.“Oooohh Richard! Your cock’s as big as your dad’s!”To my amazement she reaches down and has a long feel of her son’s cock and balls. Then she turns her attention to me. She pulls down the front of the panties I’m wearing. My still half erect cock bounces out and swings in front of me. She plays with my sex kit, feeling the length and stiffness of my shaft, ruffling my young pubic hair and reaching right under me to tickle me between my legs.“Mmmmmm!”. I lied and I wish I could crawl into a hole and disappear. I am so sorry, so very, very sorry. When Mom had finished her story, I wrapped her in a hug that was not as big as the lump in my throat. I held her tighter than ever, suddenly afraid of losing her. I whispered ‘Mom, I understand and of course I forgive you. I am so sorry I hurt you. You are everything to me and all I could ever deserve. Thank you.’ After we had hashed it out, I felt better and life returned to near normal. I. . cheap wine, maybe with some enhancement ... I had a hairy dick forced into my mouth while another was forced into my pussy ... it was horrible.Then another boy. And another ... It wasn't better. Wasn't even much different.I turned to Pat. Pat provided somebody to talk with, made me feel something that I didn't get at home with Mom and that beast she was attached to. Pat ... soft talk one evening, me crying ... she was drinking a glass of wine. I took a sip, then a gulp ... two glasses later.