- My Family -
Straight Male / 42
My Wife, Son, And Me.
I will start my confession with a bit of family history so you may be able to understand my family's current lifestyle. Both my wife and I were raised in separate homes and grew up in i****tuous relationships. My confession may seem to be a bit long, but I think it is important to relay some facts about our relationship up front for folks to understand.
My wife and I are the same age and first met via a dating website. I will call her K, for the purpose of my confession out of respect for ours and others privacy.We grew up about 30 minutes from each other with both of our homes being in rural areas. One of the things that attracted us to each other was that we both had put in our profiles that we were looking for persons open to alternative lifestyles. Soon after meeting on line, we were emailing and calling each other, and within about three weeks, we went on our first date.
We decided to meet at a common restaurant that we both knew. We knew each other right away as we had sent pictures of ourselves to each other. We enjoyed a nice meal, a couple of drinks, and some small talk. After dinner, we decided to go for a nice walk along a river path not far from the resturant. It was obvious to us both, that we were enjoying each other's company. I for one, found her to be very attractive. A very pretty face with brown hair, blue eys, and a kind smile. She is 5ft 06 which is a perfect height to me as I am 6ft 02, and she weighed about 130. She had incredible legs and butt that were obvious in the thigh high dress that she wore. And she had nice 36C breasts.
As we walked we both disclosed to each other for the first time what kind of alternative lifestyles that we were open to. I could tell that she was nervous talking to me about it and !are me promise not to ever tell anyone about it if we did not go on seeing each other. I assured her that I would never say a word to anyone.
She then told me that she had grown up in an i****tuous relationship with her father, and that She was looking for someone that would be understanding. She further told me that it started with her dad about six months after her mother passed away when she was 13. She said that her dad had her to start sleeping in bed with him to comfort her after her mother passed. Well after a few months of no affection for her dad, and her being a teenage girl with raging hormones, the cuddling soon turned to fondling, and the caresses soon turned to kissing. Before they knew it, full blown sexual relations began to be a nightly occurrence between them, of which, she enjoyed and initiated many times herself. K also said th at the sexual relationship between her and her dad continues to this day and probably will forever. However, her dad also wants her to find someone to start her own life with and have a family of her own, and hopefully that person will understand their relationship.
I held her hands as she told me about her and her dad, and when she was done, I simply have her a loving smile and hugged her. I then began to tell her about my own life, and that it was actually not that much different than hers. She looked at me with a curious look as I began telling her my life. I also told K that I thought that she was very strong to tell me about her life and then I thanked her for trusting me enough to tell me.
I told her that I never knew my father and still don't and that I am an only child just like she is. I never knew a time in my life that I ever slept in a bed other than my mother's bed with her. From birth, my mother breast fed me, and quite often had me between her legs when she breast fed me. ,Mom was very affectionate, holding me close and cuddling with me even as I grew into a teenager. My mother never stopped me from suckling and I continued on into my teens. As I grew, I realized that I was enjoying sucking and touching her breasts much differently, and in fact was becoming aroused. This started around 11 for me. I realized then as well, that whenever my mother had me between her legs that she would place her hands on my buttocks pulling me firmly against her pelvic area. When she did this, she also would move around beneath me pushing her mound firmly against me until she would finally let out a loud moan, of which I now know was her having an orgasm. Of course at 11 years old, I started having erections myself and would have dry orgasms myself. It was then that my mother told me that I really shouldn't speak of sleeping in the same bed with her or that we enjoy cuddling each other like we do. I understodd, and certainly didn't want to ruin the fun that I was having, so I never spoke of it to anyone, just as K hadn't about her and her father.
These acts continued between my mother and I, and at 13, we began having full blown sex together, including oral, intercourse, as well as anal.
This is Part one of my confessions. Stay tuned for Part 2.
My wife and I are the same age and first met via a dating website. I will call her K, for the purpose of my confession out of respect for ours and others privacy.We grew up about 30 minutes from each other with both of our homes being in rural areas. One of the things that attracted us to each other was that we both had put in our profiles that we were looking for persons open to alternative lifestyles. Soon after meeting on line, we were emailing and calling each other, and within about three weeks, we went on our first date.
We decided to meet at a common restaurant that we both knew. We knew each other right away as we had sent pictures of ourselves to each other. We enjoyed a nice meal, a couple of drinks, and some small talk. After dinner, we decided to go for a nice walk along a river path not far from the resturant. It was obvious to us both, that we were enjoying each other's company. I for one, found her to be very attractive. A very pretty face with brown hair, blue eys, and a kind smile. She is 5ft 06 which is a perfect height to me as I am 6ft 02, and she weighed about 130. She had incredible legs and butt that were obvious in the thigh high dress that she wore. And she had nice 36C breasts.
As we walked we both disclosed to each other for the first time what kind of alternative lifestyles that we were open to. I could tell that she was nervous talking to me about it and !are me promise not to ever tell anyone about it if we did not go on seeing each other. I assured her that I would never say a word to anyone.
She then told me that she had grown up in an i****tuous relationship with her father, and that She was looking for someone that would be understanding. She further told me that it started with her dad about six months after her mother passed away when she was 13. She said that her dad had her to start sleeping in bed with him to comfort her after her mother passed. Well after a few months of no affection for her dad, and her being a teenage girl with raging hormones, the cuddling soon turned to fondling, and the caresses soon turned to kissing. Before they knew it, full blown sexual relations began to be a nightly occurrence between them, of which, she enjoyed and initiated many times herself. K also said th at the sexual relationship between her and her dad continues to this day and probably will forever. However, her dad also wants her to find someone to start her own life with and have a family of her own, and hopefully that person will understand their relationship.
I held her hands as she told me about her and her dad, and when she was done, I simply have her a loving smile and hugged her. I then began to tell her about my own life, and that it was actually not that much different than hers. She looked at me with a curious look as I began telling her my life. I also told K that I thought that she was very strong to tell me about her life and then I thanked her for trusting me enough to tell me.
I told her that I never knew my father and still don't and that I am an only child just like she is. I never knew a time in my life that I ever slept in a bed other than my mother's bed with her. From birth, my mother breast fed me, and quite often had me between her legs when she breast fed me. ,Mom was very affectionate, holding me close and cuddling with me even as I grew into a teenager. My mother never stopped me from suckling and I continued on into my teens. As I grew, I realized that I was enjoying sucking and touching her breasts much differently, and in fact was becoming aroused. This started around 11 for me. I realized then as well, that whenever my mother had me between her legs that she would place her hands on my buttocks pulling me firmly against her pelvic area. When she did this, she also would move around beneath me pushing her mound firmly against me until she would finally let out a loud moan, of which I now know was her having an orgasm. Of course at 11 years old, I started having erections myself and would have dry orgasms myself. It was then that my mother told me that I really shouldn't speak of sleeping in the same bed with her or that we enjoy cuddling each other like we do. I understodd, and certainly didn't want to ruin the fun that I was having, so I never spoke of it to anyone, just as K hadn't about her and her father.
These acts continued between my mother and I, and at 13, we began having full blown sex together, including oral, intercourse, as well as anal.
This is Part one of my confessions. Stay tuned for Part 2.
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