Three Times In A Day

Yesterday I had sex with my husband and my son (separately). Believe it or not, but I for one am not shocked. It had to happen eventually considering how aggressive my son is being. Neither my husband nor my daughter know. I’ll try to be briefer but I still relive it in my head so I hear the conversations, the arguing.

I’ve been posting about my son having a panty fetish and how he uses mine to masturbate for over a year, and how as of New Years we’ve also started having sex when he’s upset or aggressive, though yesterday he was calm. He probably needs medication, but I know now that him using panties was a way to relieve himself, and we’ve now escalated that to him using me when he needs his release.

Yesterday both kids had games to go to. My husband coaches my daughter, so he automatically went with her. My husband came out of the bathroom from his shower and saw me in my bra and thong. I wasn’t in anything overly sexy, just what I wear under yoga pants for watching games from the bleachers for a few hours. He started poking me in the butt with his erection and after a minute of kissing the back of my neck he was pulling my thong to the side and having me lean over the bed. “Have to be quick or we’ll be late to the game,” he whispered. I love when he does this to me, and separate from anything that I’ve done with my son, I just wanted my husband inside of me, maybe even more now that I’ve had sex with my son I wanted to feel normal having sex with my husband. It felt great but my husband had to hurry, so it was quick.

They left for their games and it was my son and I in the house alone. As soon as I heard the garage door leave my son knocked on my bedroom door. I said wait a minute but he came in anyway, and he had a full erection in his shorts. He said, “We have time before we leave.” So there I am with my 18 year old son with an erection standing in front of me in my thong and bra. I resisted, at least to him I did. When he came in the room and I saw his erection, I knew we’d have sex. He came up to me and stuck his dick between my legs. I felt him throb against my pussy. I did ask, “Why are you doing this to me? You know we shouldn’t do this.” He just said “It feels so good and makes me feel good.”

My son walked me backwards to the bed and I crawled backward to the middle of the bed. He climbed up to me and pulled down my thong. I undid my own bra and threw it on the floor. He mounted me and started pushing his erection against my pussy. He was surprised when he slid right in. He said, “you feel so warm and wet!” I just said right back to him, “You’re dad just fucked me, so I’m wet inside.” I could feel his penis twitch inside of me and I started coaching him, “Take a deep breath, don’t hurry, go slow.” I distracted him enough that he regained control without going soft at all. Before he began pumping, I also said, “Try sucking on my breast while you’re in me.” He put his lips on my breast and began sucking hard. I laughed, “Easy,” I said, “be gentle.” He went slower and tried to be more gentle, but he also licked and kissed all over my breasts then came back to my nipple. It was sloppy, but felt good.

I put my hands on his side and guided him to slowly thrust into me. He kissed at my breasts still, but came up for air and said “That feels so good.” “See,” I said, “you don’t have to be fast.” I could still feel that he was rock hard and twitching, so I knew it wouldn’t take long. I said to him “Go faster then just push all the way in when you start going.” That’s all it took, he sped up an in a few seconds I felt the first squirt of cum inside me. I yelled, “Harder!” and he rammed me one more time. It was just enough that I had an orgasm too, and again I squirted my juices all over us, even though I hadn’t done that with my husband earlier. We were both wet when we were done. I tried to clean up and help clean him up. We got ready and left.

I wasn’t thinking when I got in the car for the game, but by the time we pulled in I realized I was leaking into my thong and pants. I started hoping my thong somehow caught it, but not all of it. I asked my son to look and he said, “Can’t see it unless you bend over.” I spent the entire game sitting talking with other parents but all the time mortified someone would see my crotch.

Fortunately we got home before my husband and daughter. As my son went to get a shower, he said to me, “Can I have your thong?” I stopped and thought about it and asked, “Are you going to jerk off in them?” He didn’t even blink and said “Definitely.” I said to him, “Let’s go in your bathroom.” Without really talking about it, I pulled my waistband and thong down around my butt and bent over the counter in his bathroom. My son immediately pushed up against me, hard again. Without much effort he spread my ass and entered me. I said to him “We don’t have much time, just go fast.” He did and he quickly filled me again, maybe it was a smaller load but it felt as good as his earlier load, and I squirted making the top of my thighs wet. It felt like if I asked him to my son would get hard again and we could have done it longer. That 18 year old intensity is becoming a turn on.

As I pulled up my pants I heard the hum of the garage door opening as my husband pulled his car in. I said, “Good timing, that was lucky,” and told my son to get his shower and I pulled my pants up to greet my husband and daughter downstairs. I made sure to sit so no one could see any wetness in my pants, and stayed that way until bedtime.

I don’t have an excuse like I usually do. My son wasn’t hysterical or frantic. I didn’t feel forced. I willingly had sex with him twice in the same day, let alone having it within half an hour of having it with my husband. Usually I don’t feel like I cheated, I just feel like it’s a way for my son to get his release, but today I feel like I cheated. Plus I know I’ve done something with my son the past three out of four days. I thought afterward and am thinking now I’m making myself too available and he’ll expect more. I told him when we were alone that he will have to use my panties for the next few days and that we couldn’t have sex or screw around in any way. He was still calm and said okay, so I will make sure we don’t do anything for a couple of days at least.