TheHappySon

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BJ Distraction

Been married since I was 21. Around 32, I started really wanting sex much more. Started having fantasies of fucking other men, getting fucked by strangers, some submission stuff, even gang bang stuff. I became infatuated with different guys all the time and it was like I was constantly in heat. I'd come on to my husband and try to get him going but instead of him wanting more sex it was like he wanted less. He'd rather drink with his friends, get blown and pass out than fuck me. By the time I was 35, our sex life consisted of me giving him blowjobs all the time then getting myself off after he was out for the night. I was blessed if he fucked me once a month.

I met a guy who convinced me I was still attractive, still interesting, could still attract a guy's sexual desire. He invited me out for a quick drink one afternoon and I accepted thinking it would be nice to talk out some things and hoping to be flattered. We made out after in his car and I humped his dick through our pants until I came. Then I felt unbelievably guilty and went home hoping to get my husband to fuck me. He was out drinking, came home late, let me suck him off and he went to sleep. I went to our basement and texted with my friend, pored my heart out and we sexted until I had made myself cum.

A few days later, I sucked off my husband, he passed out, I went to the basement and we texted again. He asked if he could stop by. My husband was out cold for the night, my kids were asleep and no one would bother us in the basement. I invited him over, we talked, hugged, cuddled, made out and eventually I took his dick out and just loved it. I looked at it, squeezed it, felt it, kissed it and sucked it. He got my top up to play with and suck my tits, and he used his hand to make me cum through my pants. I sucked him off and relished his cum.

I couldn't stop thinking of this guy and his dick. This wasn't love or a relationship thing, it was lust and infatuation, I wanted him to fuck me so bad but guilt was an issue that I eventually realized was more worry about getting caught than anything else.

I reorganized the basement and set it up so that even if someone came down there would be some privacy and warning and sucked him off a few more times, each time he went a little further until he was fingering me, making me cum and letting me suck him off to my heart's content.

One night my husband got dropped off very drunk, my kids were at my mother's, and I tried to suck him off but he passed out. I texted my friend, we did what we usually did then all of a sudden he slipped his dick into me. If felt so good, so exciting. He slowly fucked me. I panicked, jumped off, he was good with me just sucking him off but I started thinking why not fuck him? My husband doesn't want to, he's getting his rocks off whenever he wants and leaving me hanging and now he's passed out drunk and there a guy's here who actually wants to fuck me.

I went upstairs, checked on my husband and found him out cold snoring and went back downstairs, stripped nude, sucked my friend's dick until he was rock hard then got on all fours and gave it up asking him to fuck me. He slipped back in and he fucked me doggie, really slow at first and it felt wonderful. I started rocking back on his dick building up to an orgasm then he sped up and he grabbed my hips and was thrusting as hard and deep as he could. He came in me while I was cumming myself.

After he left, I went to bed and didn't feel guilty at all. I felt relief and excitement for the next time. I actually made myself cum again before falling asleep.

We started fucking all the time on nights I sucked off my husband after he had been drinking. He passed out, my kids went to bed and my friend came over and fucked me. My sex life was different but awesome.

Other men hit on me, I invited some over, others I found time to get together with during the day or whatever but my best best for a longtime was to suck off my husband then fuck guys in our basement. Guys came and went. Then I found Ashley Madison and I had all the guys I wanted. Dozens of guys stopped by to fuck and things got out of control, then one night my daughter asked me who had been over the night before in the basement and I realized my kids were getting too old, they were going to catch on.

I kept it to nights my kids were with my mother and created all kinds of work arounds. I found out that a group of people at my work were all married people who were fucking each other. No one was dating, no one was exclusive, just people using work as a means to not get caught when they fucked around. I joined the group. I work for a huge company, there was no shortage of married guys looking to get blown or fucked.

I never expected to be that woman, fucking lots of guys, fucking married men, stepping out on my husband, but that's what I became. That's me.

WIFE Opening Up - Part One

My wife's first husband was her high-school sweetheart, and she married him when she was 17. By 19, she had a kid, and by 27, she had 4 kids. Brandi explained how basic and bland their life was, which consisted of her going to college while raising kids. I used to see her at school functions and ballgames with 4 kids in tow. She had this rocking hot body, tiny waist, and 34DDs. She was (and still is) drop-dead gorgeous. At 30, they divorced, and we married 2 years later and she had become a sexond grade teacher. I quickly learned that she would get hit on almost everywhere she went, but she's always been straight-laced, never drinking, and in church every Sunday.

After 10 years of marriage, she'd finally started trying a few mixed drinks. We decided on Tower Isle Couples in Jamaica for our Anniversary Trip. We were aware of "Nude Island" but never discussed it. I did, however, purchase her a semi-sheer leopard print bikini top, hoping she'd possibly wear it on the pier (the only place topless is allowed that's not on the island). I surprised her with it on our second morning there. She agreed to try it on, but when she looked in the mirror, it hid very little. Her areolas and nipples were completely exposed. "You can see right through this, Mark!" I told her it really wasn't "THAT" noticeable (but it was). I went ahead to get breakfast and left her trying on bikinis in the room. She joined me for breakfast (with her cover-up), so I had no idea what she was wearing. After breakfast, she went to get two chairs on the beach, and I headed to the bar to get us drinks. While I waited, I got a Snap Chat from Brandi - a selfie with that top on and areolas and nipples on display. I thought for sure she'd be sitting on the end of the beach (where we were the first day), but when I got there, it was only empty chairs. I looked around to see her sitting in a chair with probably 6 or 7 couples nearby. I was SHOCKED, but still thinking, there was no way she'd get up and go into the water. After a couple of drinks, she said she was hot and asked me to go into the water. There was only one couple in the water (probably early 30s), so as we walked out, I noticed the guy staring at Brandi, whispering to his wife. She looked at them, and they just kept staring Brandi seemed to not notice or not care, but by the time we got waste deep, they were at out 10 o'clock and didn't really have a full front view of her tits. I walked up behind her as she dipped down in the water, I whispered that she'd caught the guys eye that was in the water with his wife. She laid her head baxk to wet her hair, stood up, and turned directly, facing them as she reached back to wring the water from her hair. Was she enjoying teasing me, or was she embracing an exhibitionist side of her? Either way, it excited me. As we walked back to the beach, I expected her to walk behind me to shiled herself from the couples sitting on the beach, but she owned it, walking beside me to our chairs. Every eye watched her. Needless to say, we didn't have a hard time getting the beach waiter to bring drinks! Around 3 p.m., she said she'd like to go to the pool with the swim up bar, so she put on a cover-up and grabbed her beach bag. As we neared the pool area, she told me she had to use the bathroom and handed me her things to go find chairs. When I got to the bar and pool, I was surprised to see about a dozen guys and maybe a half dozen women in the pool and probably another 20 people sitting around in chairs. I picked us out some chairs and waited for Brandi to return. I looked up and saw her walking toward me, right by the pool area and bar, coverup unbuttoned and pulled back on her shoulders, allowing anyone that wanted to get a good look at her tits in the sheer top. I think every single guy turned to watch her. I knew then she was enjoying being the center of so much attention. We spent the next few hours just letting them stare.

Wife Opening Up - Part Two

The next day we stayed on the regular beach. She had worse, another see thru top (black net) that she had bought and not told me, and she wore black heart pasties that barely coveted her silver dollar sized areolas. Toward the end of the day, we went to the pier, and were the only ones there. I convinced her to remove her top, which she did, but had a sheet white cover-up that she left untied. As boats would run from the docks to the island to take couples to the Au Natural island, she qouks pull the cover up to and just continue reading her book. I eventually convinced her to pull the cover up off, but she wanted me to keep checking to make sure nobody was walking out to the end of the pier where we were - at least at first. Eventually, she relaxed, and the boad captain, without any passengers, anchored about 70 feet from the pier and cut off his engine. Brandi disnr appear to notice him, and I sat and watched him looking at her several times. Eventually, she looked up and saw him (after about 20 minutes) and said, "I didn't realize that man was out there." I assured her it was okay and that he's been there a while (I think she actually knew). She made no attempts to cover herself, and as people were coming back from the island as it closed, there were 4 or 5 couples on each trip and probably 3 trips, each passing by us and the men getting a good look at her amazing tits. She never covered herself. When we left the pier, she left her top off and only wore the white see thru coverup and left it untied. The wind blew ir open several times, exposing her breasts as we approached the shoreline where several resort workers sat. We walked past them and into the resort, passing several men and women. Brandi's breasts were easily seen thru the material.

The next morning, we hung out on the beach. Around noon, Brandi said, "If we are going to the island, I guess we need to go today since this is our last day." I xoulsnr believe it. We grabbed our things and went to the boat captain and had him take us to the island. The island REQUIRES that visitors be completely nude, and Brandi knew that. "If I don't like it and want to turn around and come back, you have to agree, okay?" She asked. I assured her I would. As soon as we got there, we found a small area with about 10 chairs surrounded by vegetation. It wasn't at the pool or bar, so she felt like it was a little more private. There were two other couples sitting about 20 feet away. I turned around and watched Brandi pull off her top, letting her tits pop out. They are amazing breasts, so I knew the two guys would be staring. Then she pulled her bottoms down, exposing her cleanly shaved kitty. I quickly undressed, and we had a seat in our chairs. Brandi just laid there, and we talked. She never tried to cover herself at all. As the island was closing, she was the last person to put on her bikini. Almost every single person on the island walked by and saw her. We saw several men that night at dinner, and most would smile, then whisper as we walked by.

It seems my wife has a new side that she enjoys exporing. She's already asked to go back and insist that we spend part of each day on the island.

Loose, Used GF I Married

On our third date when she was 19 I was 20 the subject of sex was brought up. She said she was surprised I didn't try to fuck her previously. I told her I wasn't trying to push it even on that day, but . . . it had been a while for me, several months. I certainly wouldn't mind having sex. She was a hardbody, thin, with shapely body, perfect in every way and really beautiful, way out of my league. Her response was "Well, I guess I could do it again, if you really want". I asked what she was talking about and she freely talked and admitted that she'd been fucked by 4 guys already that day. Two were alone and the other two were together. I was shocked that a girl would fuck 4 different guys on the same day, I admit I wasn't all that experienced but not a novice either. Then more shocked that she admitted it to a 5th guy she was on a date with.

We were at my place later, and when I pulled her panties down she had sperm in them and all over her bald pussy. She got up and said she'd go clean up but I stopped her. Instead, I licked her like crazy, getting harder and harder every minute I was going down on her. I don't know if I was lapping at the cum of the last two who went together, or possibly all four. There certainly was enough of it. She came 5 times while I was doing that, and said that no one had ever done that to her while she wasn't cleaned up. As she was building up the her 6th orgasm I pulled up, kissed her with her juice and sperm on my lips, her tongue darting into my mouth as my cock pushed into her pussy. We both came in minutes, and I immediately went down on her again.

She continued fucking other guys and I continued lapping her used pussy up, and fucking this beautiful, shapely slut. She is still beautiful and shapely, her boobs drop a bit now she's had two kids. The only time she doesn't fuck around on me is when we were trying to get her pregnant and she was off BC. Only now that she is a wife and mother, she loves getting spanked when shes been out being a whore.

Niece Finally Mine!

[See my previous post at #62200 for the back story.]

I've been making love with my sister-in-law Vera regularly since the night we finally got together a year or so ago. Sometimes I stay overnight and she makes me breakfast, but usually, I leave soon after we finish. I have tried to be discreet, but I realized that my niece probably heard us every time. That really turned me on, leading me to fantasize fucking HER as I fucked her mother.

This past summer, I attended an outdoor gathering of mutual family friends, with Vera and my niece present. As Vera socialized, I was by myself, occasionally chatting with others. All night long, I noticed my niece giving me a hard look, never taking her eyes off of me. I found myself returning her gaze and smiling back at her.

At one point, we found ourselves chatting alone in a quiet area, away from the others. I could smell the alcohol on her breath. She wore short shorts that barely covered her nice round ass and half a tee shirt, leaving little to the imagination. Like her mother, she had long black hair and dark eyes, with full lips. She looked HOT.

After some small talk, I told her that she looked beautiful. "Really?" she asked. I assured her that I meant it. After an awkward silence, she blurted out that she knew I was fucking her mother. I already knew that she knew. I started to explain what led to it and that I had known her mom since we were teen-agers, etc, but she stopped me. I asked if she would keep our secret. She said she would, and then asked: "But what's wrong with ME?"

I assured her that there was nothing wrong with her. She told me she was happy her mom was getting laid, but wondered why I wasn't fucking HER as well. I told her that I didn't know she was interested and that I would be happy to make love with her. After looking around to make sure we wouldn't be seen, I kissed her, sliding my tongue into her mouth. She was beaming.

The next time I came by Vera's, we made love as usual. I was hornier than ever, thinking of my niece, but I purposely held off coming with Vera. When we finished, I left as I usually did, but this time, I went down the hall to my niece's bedroom where she was waiting for me.

I opened her door and saw her standing there, wearing a mini see-through nighty, with her lips parted. As we made out, I stroked her pussy, wet from her masturbating as she heard me fucking her mom. I laid her down and ate her out. Her legs and hips were quivering, but I wouldn't stop until she begged me to, saying it was too intense for her. I laid back on her bed and let her do whatever she wanted to do with my cock: she stroked it, jerked it, licked it, sucked it, sniffed it, rubbed it on her lips and cheeks. Then I laid her on her back, licked her pussy some more and slid my cock into her. We fucked like crazy in every position we could think of: missionary, doggy, side to side, cowboy, with her sucking my cock in between changing positions. We were soaking wet from sweating.

Finally, I got back on top of her and fucked her missionary style. I told her to grab my cock and jerk it off when I came. As the pressure built, her pussy felt like electrical charges zapping my cock. I fucked her right up to the point of no return. I pulled out and she jerked my cock as I came all over her belly and tits.

As we rested, she confessed that she had fancied me since she was a girl and has been fantasizing about me since she hit puberty! When she caught me fucking her mom, her feelings only intensified.

Since then, whenever I come by to see Vera, I also see my niece. Several times, I've made love with her at my place, in my vehicle and at her job. She will be going to college again soon, so I don't know how much longer this will last.

Disbelief

I walked yesterday to my 18yr old son wanking his cock. I’m utterly in disbelief. My son has the largest cock I’ve ever seen in real life, at least the thickest slab of meat. I gasped as he stood there jerking that beast. He just smiled, he didn’t even stop stroking. I think he meant to leave the door cracked. I went straight to my room as I felt my thong drench. I played with myself to the thought of him jerking and burying in deep in my hungry c**t. I’m a terrible mother, terrible for wanting my sons cock. Terrible for climaxing to him. Terrible because now that I know what he has, I want it and I know I’m going to try and ride it.

The Threesome

So to the threesome, many men would tell you that it is the ultimate fantasy. One man, Two women engaged in a sexual fantasy of ecstasy and body's rithing. Let me tell you now it's not all it's cracked up to be If the girls aren't bisexual. In fact it's quite a lot of added pressure, you have to share and share alike.

So one night my wife and I were at home with Debbie the girl that I knew from the club we had talked for hours about sex and relationships. It was late and we decided to go to bed together although the sex wasn't actually the plan - or least so I thought. We all ended up in bed together fully clothed I seem to remember. I was spooning up to my wife with my hand on her hip, Debbie was behind me and she seemed to spoon into me too! Then my wife's hands slowly started to slide down towards my cock, groping gently then rubbing up and down she moved her hand to Debbies and pulled it gently towards my groin

A rolled slightly towards Debbie But not completely away from my wife they were now both groping my cock through my jeans and I kissed my wife, my tongue entering her mouth I turned my head and did the same to Debbie. My hands are around both of them trying my hardest to caress them wherever I could touch them. My mouth moved from one to the other ,lips on lips, tongue upon tongue as they started to unbutton my trousers. Soon there were two sets of hands caressing my cock and rubbing my balls. I was in heaven, kissing left and right. Whilst I was kissing my wife Debbie started to slip downwards and took my cock in her mouth, I pulled my wife to me and started to undress her, ‘come up here and sit on my face’ I whispered, she willingly obliged, my tongue sort out her sweet wet pussy as Debbie went to town on my cock deep inside her throat.

We soon had removed all our clothes and I pushed Debbie on her back and shoved my tongue deep in her pussy, my wife rubbing my back and stroking my cock, our tongues and mouths everywhere. I encouraged them to get on their knees in doggie style so I could get to them both. I slipped my cock into my wife's wet c**t with a hand reaching down to Debbie's pussy rubbing and pushing my fingers inside and stroking her clit..

This, dear reader is where the pressure starts, neither woman is bisexual that I am aware of and have no interest in each other all they want is my cock. Now the pressure is to share my cock equally between these two beautiful sexy women. It's almost as if I'm counting the strokes to make sure they both get the same amount of pleasure. 20 for you, swap over 20 for you, my hands on the alternate pussy.

I look up and I'm shocked to see that they are actually kissing, tongues in each other's mouths as I alternate between each of them. They flip over onto their backs and we start again, I’m pounding in and out of them alternatively as before but they are now kissing openly, tongues in each other's mouths and groping each other's breasts. I am in heaven at such a sexy sight .

As I am pushing my cock to my wife's pussy Debbie leans over and takes a taste, a few licks around my wifes pussy and clit and quickly lies back, Then when I swap over to her my wife tries the same, a little taste of debbie's pussy but it's not to be, it's definitely not her scene.

This is too much for me, I'm nearly coming and I tell them so. They pull me down to lay me on my back. Both girls then go to work groping my balls, licking my shaft, sucking the head of my cock in turn. While the pressure of servicing two non bisexual girls was hard this was gonna be worth it as they licked up-and-down either side of my shaft I was in absolute ecstasy, hands were not necessary as my orgasm built then suddenly it felt as if my balls exploded! I shot my load high into the air all over them, they laughed In delight as I screamed oh my fucking God They continue to lick as I screamed and squirmed on the bed until i couldn’t take anymore.

A great night was had by all and we fell asleep in each other's arms.


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My Son And My Panties

If you read my earlier post, you know where this left off.

I actually spoke my son this morning about it. He told me his hormones are wildly out of control and he is having trouble stopping. Being his mom, I tried to be supportive and I tried to give him some advice on how to calm his hormones. His rebuttal was that he jerked off twice per day (every day) and he was still horny. He said he needs to find a girlfriend to help.

He seems desperate or just being a normal horny boy….but the fact that he is using my panties to get off is such a turn on.

I asked him how I could help. He said there wasn’t anything I could do to help that did not include touching him. He maybe was making a passive aggressive approach to asking me for help, so I said what, to jerk you off? Would you enjoy that? He said maybe but it may be weird too. I told him to come into my room and lay on the bed. I bent down, spit in my hand and proceeded to jerk him off. He has a medium size cock but his sack was really loose like a tea bag. He eventually shot his load (all over the bed, me and himself) and he said thank you. I was hoping that one time would do the trick but we will see.

Thank you for everyone comments and giving me the push to try to take matters into my own hands.

The E-mail...

This is the initial email J§ sent that got all this started. Dated 08-24-22
Dear Mom;

I love you. I've always loved you, and I always will. You mean the world to me and I can't imagine life without you. This is hard for me to write, and as I do I struggle to think of anything other than what I'm thinking about you - and about me and you together - and what I feel for you, anxiety eats away at me as time crawls by so painfully slowly!

I love you as my mother, but that is only partly the reason my heart pounds brutally against my chest, as if to punish me for feeling the way I do. I love you as a woman, too, the way it seems that no man ever seemed to want to. Or maybe that should be; I wish I could love you like a woman wants to be loved. I dream about loving you, even though I know I shouldn't.

There was no other way to tell you. For years I've thought about you in this way, felt for you this way, and knew that I shouldn't. I hid it, I naturalized it, and hoped that it would go away. I never stopped loving you, just being me and letting us be the way we've always been. But it was a struggle. So I'm telling you now, because it's too much to bear alone.

I daydream about you and me in bed, making love. I think about us having sex a lot. It's a ridiculous thrill to imagine. I don't know where it all came from. I don't know if it's normal. Maybe you feel or think the same things sometimes. If you don't, then please never mention this. Act as though it never happened or I swear I'll die.

I'm just telling you because I feel I have to, and because I need to not go crazy over feelings that might be utterly foolish. But remember that I love you, mom. And please try not to m****r me once you've read this. I might die from that too!
Your Loving Son
J§

My Son And My Dirty Panties

About two months ago, it occurred to me that my panties were never where I left them. Yes, my clean panties are always in my dresser, but they kind of have a pattern based on which ones I have been wearing lately. I also realized that my dirty ones may have been moved or are out of place after I have taken them off. I started to pay attention….

I chose to only wear my cotton panties. Sure enough, some of my satin ones made it to the top of my dresser drawer. I also chose to pull off my panties with my pants or shorts - making it obvious if they are not together when I did laundry. Sure enough, they were all separated.

So now what? I only have my 19 year old son in the house and it must be him.

So, I asked him about it, making sure he knew that I had a distinct order lately and the order had been broken. He told me everything - when he started, what he was doing, how often he was doing it. I could not believe my ears!!! It was weird, concerning, a turn on even. He told me he would stop.

About a week later, I was folding laundry and a pair of panties was in his pile of clean laundry. I decided to make it fun for him and see how much he could handle.

I am a horny girl. My panties are wet much of the time, as I spend a lot of time edging. I very rarely get real dick so my panties are always a bit on the aromatic side when I take them off. For a week straight, I would go to sleep fully flowing between my legs…soaked, creaming, dripping. In the morning, my panties would hold a powerful smell of sex and desire. I put some in my hamper and I left some on my floor in my room. Each day was a new adventure until Friday when I found one pair in my sons room. I confronted him he admitted that he loved them smell and could not stop jerking off to my panties. The other day he shared them with two of his friends also.

I had one word. I just said okay and walked out of his room. Not the best parenting but I really did not have any response except okay. I had nothing to say.

He still does it and I am sure his friends have fun with them too. I have no way of stopping it, so in the hamper they go each night.