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My Family
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Straight Female / 35
Yes, I am a 35 year old straight female. This confession is about my immediate family which after the divorce from my husband, totals 2, me and my 17 year old son. Yes, I was young, and unmarried when Jess was born but after his birth I did marry his father.
I will get to the point and make this as short as possible. I truly am an oversexed female I have decided. My husband cared less about sex which left me unsatisfied most of the time. When we would have sex it was, with him, a fast off and on, leaving me craving for more. I only had sex with him once before marriage and really was to young to know anything hardly at all about sex. I never suspected anything while we were married but since it appears each time I see him he is with another man, never a woman, which causes me to wonder.
Okay, I started dating about 6 months after our divorce. Jess was 14 at the time. I insured that all by sexual activities were during the day while Jess was in school. I would go out in the evenings with different men buy normally when Jess was either at basketball practice or doing homework with a friend. I tried to be home with him as much as possible.
But, this one evening when Jess was 16 and at a basketball game I brought my date home, knowing it would be 10 or 11 O'Clock before Jess got home. He had his own drivers license therefore I never had to to take and/or pick him up. This particular night my date and I were in my bed making mad love. All the light was a real dim night light. All lights in the hall were turned off, only light on was in the den. My bedroom door was slightly ajar. So, wouldn't you know it, Jess got home early. Since I was not in the den or bathroom Jess came down to see if I was asleep. I caught sight of him looking through the cracked door. This embarrassed me so I pulled a sheet over my face and pretended I didn't know he was there. My lover then saw him and he jumped off and started putting his clothes on. Jess pushed the door open and walked in, not saying anything. I heard the door slam shut and thought Jess had left. I felt my lover mount me again, or at least I thought it was him. I was being fucked faster so I threw the sheet off my face and saw my son, Jess, on me and fucking like I have never been fucked. I didn't let on that I knew it was him which was easy because of the dim lights. After he had shot his load all over my tits and belly he left. I sat on the side of the bed. My lover was still there. He told me how he panicked when he saw Jess standing there staring. He said that Jess came in, placed his finger over his mouth indicating quiet, slammed the door behind him, dropped his pants and already having a stiff erection, crawled on you and fucked you like an experienced person.
Alright, my lover dressed and left. I went into the bath, cleaned up, and went into the kitchen to get me a drink. Jess had already gone to bed.
The next morning after I had prepared breakfast for Jess and was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee, afraid I'd spill it all over because I was so nervous, I did get the courage to ask Jess about the ball game the night before. He said it wasn't a game, just a practice which was cut short because the coach wasn't feeling to well. I asked, as if I didn't know, what time he got home. He said he came home early and the light was on in the den so he guessed I was in bed, so he went on to bed himself. Jess then emptied his plate and put it all in the kitchen sink, kissed me goodbye and was off to school.
All day I was a nervous wreck. Couldn't detect if Jess knew that I knew it was him fucking me. When he came home that evening I suggested we go out for dinner as I didn't feel like cooking. It was Friday so we hit a restaurant that advertises Friday Night Dinner Specials. Went to bed early that night. Spent the next day, Saturday, shopping and lounging around. Jess was in and out all day with his friends. I had calmed down lots and was getting horny again. I was dressed as usual, a short mini skirt, but this time without panties. That evening Jess and I sat in the den and watched those boring Saturday evening movies. He sat in a recliner and I sat on the sofa across from him. This is a low sofa which has my knees higher than my butt when sitting. To me the show was boring so I laid my head back and pretended to be dozing. I would crack my eyes enough to see what Jess was doing. I could plainly see that his eyes were more on my body than the TV. I slowly spread my legs knowing my wet pussy was very visible. I would move a little periodically as though I was sound asleep. I could tell Jess had an erection. He kept rubbing it with his hands. I just stretched out with stiff legs and my dress a little higher making my pussy more visible. Soon Jess got up, walked over, sat down beside me, started rubbing my legs and kissing me i==on the lips. I jumped, opened my eyes wide and raised my voice and asked, "What are you doing?" It didn't phase him. He kept sitting there with his arm around my shoulder and he said, "Mom, I love you and I feel you are being cheated as a single woman and seeing you laying there, legs spread and your privates visible, I just became excited and decided I'd give you a try." Well, that really struck me, my own son, all but asking me to fuck him. I just looked at him and asked, "Are you familiar with what you are thinking or is this your first endeavor?" He never answered, just shrugged his shoulders.
I got brave. I pulled my dress where there was no question and asked, "Now, what do you want to do." He dropped off the couch, got on his knees between my legs and began rubbing and massaging my pussy. That felt so good, I began squirming and humping as he would drag his fingers through my pussy and over my clit. I was moaning. Soon I felt his warm breath on my pussy. I looked down, he had his lips withing an inch of my lips. I reached down with one hand and spread the lips and with the other hand on back of his head and pushing him into my pussy. I mean I had my first orgasm for the night, immediately. I mean Jess could get with it. He knew how to make a woman orgasm. I took my hands away from him as he proved he needed no help there so I unbuttoned my blouse and began squeezing my tits.
For this first time with Jess alone and both of us craving sex, I never did give him a blow job. He never asked either. After I had several orgasms her removed his pants and underwear and mounted me while playing with and sucking my tits. After a couple more orgasms by me I was about ready to beg him to cum so we could rest. He did, he began humping harder and I knew he was about to cum. I said, "Pull it out and cum on my belly." And I mean he did, he shot cum all over my belly and tits.
We then showered, cleaned up and went to bed.
Jess is now a senior in school and playing and practicing basketball almost every night. We have gotten in the practice of mom and son sex and sometimes we just 69 without any fucking involved. To my knowledge, he and I are the only 2 that know of this, except for you reading it but you have no idea who we are, we may even be your neighbor.
I will get to the point and make this as short as possible. I truly am an oversexed female I have decided. My husband cared less about sex which left me unsatisfied most of the time. When we would have sex it was, with him, a fast off and on, leaving me craving for more. I only had sex with him once before marriage and really was to young to know anything hardly at all about sex. I never suspected anything while we were married but since it appears each time I see him he is with another man, never a woman, which causes me to wonder.
Okay, I started dating about 6 months after our divorce. Jess was 14 at the time. I insured that all by sexual activities were during the day while Jess was in school. I would go out in the evenings with different men buy normally when Jess was either at basketball practice or doing homework with a friend. I tried to be home with him as much as possible.
But, this one evening when Jess was 16 and at a basketball game I brought my date home, knowing it would be 10 or 11 O'Clock before Jess got home. He had his own drivers license therefore I never had to to take and/or pick him up. This particular night my date and I were in my bed making mad love. All the light was a real dim night light. All lights in the hall were turned off, only light on was in the den. My bedroom door was slightly ajar. So, wouldn't you know it, Jess got home early. Since I was not in the den or bathroom Jess came down to see if I was asleep. I caught sight of him looking through the cracked door. This embarrassed me so I pulled a sheet over my face and pretended I didn't know he was there. My lover then saw him and he jumped off and started putting his clothes on. Jess pushed the door open and walked in, not saying anything. I heard the door slam shut and thought Jess had left. I felt my lover mount me again, or at least I thought it was him. I was being fucked faster so I threw the sheet off my face and saw my son, Jess, on me and fucking like I have never been fucked. I didn't let on that I knew it was him which was easy because of the dim lights. After he had shot his load all over my tits and belly he left. I sat on the side of the bed. My lover was still there. He told me how he panicked when he saw Jess standing there staring. He said that Jess came in, placed his finger over his mouth indicating quiet, slammed the door behind him, dropped his pants and already having a stiff erection, crawled on you and fucked you like an experienced person.
Alright, my lover dressed and left. I went into the bath, cleaned up, and went into the kitchen to get me a drink. Jess had already gone to bed.
The next morning after I had prepared breakfast for Jess and was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee, afraid I'd spill it all over because I was so nervous, I did get the courage to ask Jess about the ball game the night before. He said it wasn't a game, just a practice which was cut short because the coach wasn't feeling to well. I asked, as if I didn't know, what time he got home. He said he came home early and the light was on in the den so he guessed I was in bed, so he went on to bed himself. Jess then emptied his plate and put it all in the kitchen sink, kissed me goodbye and was off to school.
All day I was a nervous wreck. Couldn't detect if Jess knew that I knew it was him fucking me. When he came home that evening I suggested we go out for dinner as I didn't feel like cooking. It was Friday so we hit a restaurant that advertises Friday Night Dinner Specials. Went to bed early that night. Spent the next day, Saturday, shopping and lounging around. Jess was in and out all day with his friends. I had calmed down lots and was getting horny again. I was dressed as usual, a short mini skirt, but this time without panties. That evening Jess and I sat in the den and watched those boring Saturday evening movies. He sat in a recliner and I sat on the sofa across from him. This is a low sofa which has my knees higher than my butt when sitting. To me the show was boring so I laid my head back and pretended to be dozing. I would crack my eyes enough to see what Jess was doing. I could plainly see that his eyes were more on my body than the TV. I slowly spread my legs knowing my wet pussy was very visible. I would move a little periodically as though I was sound asleep. I could tell Jess had an erection. He kept rubbing it with his hands. I just stretched out with stiff legs and my dress a little higher making my pussy more visible. Soon Jess got up, walked over, sat down beside me, started rubbing my legs and kissing me i==on the lips. I jumped, opened my eyes wide and raised my voice and asked, "What are you doing?" It didn't phase him. He kept sitting there with his arm around my shoulder and he said, "Mom, I love you and I feel you are being cheated as a single woman and seeing you laying there, legs spread and your privates visible, I just became excited and decided I'd give you a try." Well, that really struck me, my own son, all but asking me to fuck him. I just looked at him and asked, "Are you familiar with what you are thinking or is this your first endeavor?" He never answered, just shrugged his shoulders.
I got brave. I pulled my dress where there was no question and asked, "Now, what do you want to do." He dropped off the couch, got on his knees between my legs and began rubbing and massaging my pussy. That felt so good, I began squirming and humping as he would drag his fingers through my pussy and over my clit. I was moaning. Soon I felt his warm breath on my pussy. I looked down, he had his lips withing an inch of my lips. I reached down with one hand and spread the lips and with the other hand on back of his head and pushing him into my pussy. I mean I had my first orgasm for the night, immediately. I mean Jess could get with it. He knew how to make a woman orgasm. I took my hands away from him as he proved he needed no help there so I unbuttoned my blouse and began squeezing my tits.
For this first time with Jess alone and both of us craving sex, I never did give him a blow job. He never asked either. After I had several orgasms her removed his pants and underwear and mounted me while playing with and sucking my tits. After a couple more orgasms by me I was about ready to beg him to cum so we could rest. He did, he began humping harder and I knew he was about to cum. I said, "Pull it out and cum on my belly." And I mean he did, he shot cum all over my belly and tits.
We then showered, cleaned up and went to bed.
Jess is now a senior in school and playing and practicing basketball almost every night. We have gotten in the practice of mom and son sex and sometimes we just 69 without any fucking involved. To my knowledge, he and I are the only 2 that know of this, except for you reading it but you have no idea who we are, we may even be your neighbor.
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