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Nobody Ever Found Out.

In our senior year Bryan was still the bunt of all the virgin jokes in high school. He was in my group a friends because we all grew up together. But Bryan was... how can I say it?-- by high school standards-- kinda a tool. He was into books, and grades, had misfitting glasses, was bad at dressing, and was a tubby-chubby. He really suffered drastically with self confidence.

He was a real friend as fair as high school friends go. We loved him, but we also loved having a built in punchline for every joke that cold be told. He belonged to our group but was teased ruthlessly. To our surprise it always took our sh!t and took it well and I think that is what kept in the inner circle.

You know how mean high school kids can be and by senior year he was our token "loser virgin" group member and got ragged on every day not only for being a virgin but not being able to likely change that anytime soon. But the joke was on them, he was not a virgin. I know that because I had secretly taken his V-card during the summer and he never told anyone because I had a boy friend also in our circle of friends. I am not saying i was the hottest girl at school but I was up there and well sought after and a million miles out Bryan range. Nobody would ever suspect he got to fuck me.

Most of our friends were gone on various summer adventures. May family could not afford that and Bryan was always hanging around. One night when no one was home I smoking up in my basement and Bryan I think started to get a contact high because out of no place he blurted out
"Rylee, I have loved you since we were kids. I know you'd never feel the same. I don't expect you too, I actually understand your with Jason, and you deserve someone like him. I just want you to know, before school ends next year, you will always be my first crush."

Maybe I was high, maybe i was horny, because Jason had been gone for weeks. Mostly, I saw the look in his eyes and I knew right then and there I was going to pity fuck him. I took my last hit on the puff and saying nothing, walked over to him and got real fucking close in his space. I loved his confusion and i think he actually trembled in excitement of being that close to me.
I brought my body into his and he felt my tits against his chubby body, i brought me lips as if to kiss him but instead, out of no place I pushing him down hard on my couch and straddled him. And straddling him I pulled off my top show him my tits.

"I have seen you look at these so many times. it makes me so fucking wet when I see you trying and look down my top. Do you like them up close?"
I pushed them in his virgin face and he was in shock but was not dense. He started sucking them and thanking me endlessly. I pulled away....
"Bryan, no one. Do you hear me? No one. No one ever knows this happened. If you want more fucking swear it right now!"
He could barely speak but he swore it and before he knew it I was unbuckling him and pulled out his cock and to my delight, it was like the rest of him it was big and chubby. I had barely stroked it and was about to go down on it and he popped right there and cummed all over himself.
"I am such a fucking loser. FUCK! I hate myself!" he said mortified at losing he chance to fuck me.

I looked up at him with the the sexiest eyes I could muster...
"Bryan your not a fucking loser! We are for how we treat you. I don't ever want to hear you say your a fucking looser again looser don't get this!"
And with that I started licking up his cum... making sure he saw it on my lips and tongue. I made direct eye contact and swallowed gobs of it and giggled with him as i did. I teased him about being his very first cumslut. I played with his cum and the most sex naughty ways I could think of. He was hard in not time, I didn't want him to pop premature again so i completely sucked him off and swallowed again, before riding the hell out of his virgin dick until he was a man.

That summer he was like my sexual student. I taught everything. He loved to eat me out and he spent a whole summer perfecting it. He was so eager and grateful. He was labeled the biggest loser virgin in senior year, but we secretly fucked all year, and my money is on him being the best dick in the whole school.

Bryan found his confidence. He became a lawyer, then a judge, and is not cubby anymore but ripped. By far he is the most successful in our group. I am so proud of him. And he never told anyone. We hooked up on and off, through college. But when he got his own first girlfriend I backed off to let him fly.

I Had A Threesome With My Husband And His Friend.

As it says we had a sexual encounter with his friend that was staying with us. It seemed random but I had had a really good look at our guest Steve when I brought him towels. His dick was so big, bigger soft than my husbands hard. I was overwhelmed with the need to at least touch him. Once cocktails began to flow a few hours later I was in a constant state of wet.
How it started is fun but a long story. A few hours after seeing his “package” clothes were off and I got the biggest rush of tingling energy as I watched my husband gazing at his friends cock. The way he was looking at it was so arousing.
Once the initial night was over and we were alone there questions my hub asked about my obvious pleasure. I was so afraid to go down this road, it was incredible. When Steve first started to penetrate me he was pushing fully into my vagina and pulling totally out. No time had really passed, maybe thirty seconds when I felt it coming, I tried to stop it but suddenly I was in a shuddering orgasm.
As I climaxed he pushed in deeper and it just starts up again. Then again.
Maybe 90 seconds have passed and I’ve done nothing but cum over and over on him. He’s fully in me now and really banging me as I just keep arching and shaking. The only way to describe it is it was like a religious experience.
I could never tell my husband that , I told him it was because he was watching.
I went back for more so many times, every time I had the chance I would let him fuck me.
As we parted company that following day Steve told me what his plans were. He whispered that he would be pulling into the galleria parking deck at 2pm. I just could not resist him now. He fucked me so many times that weekend. Later that night I’m fucking him in front of my husband again.
I could have gone a lifetime never experiencing that kind of fulfillment.

I am a single mom at 27 I have an 8 yr old. Well there is an asshole across the street who always treats my kid like crap and telling him to get off his fucking lawn( his football landed in his yard from playing catch), and always telling me he will give my mouth another use or other reason to scream when I tell him off for yelling at an 8 year old retrieving his ball. The guy is a total prick. But that prick gave me the best fucking of my life. As I have not had sex in a few years. I'm not bad looking I have just been focused on my kid over anything else, I wasn't the best mom when I had him but I straightened up and started acting right. Well he yelled at my son for something stupid when he was only on the side walk, I was outside so I saw the whole thing. So I sent my son inside and followed him into his garage. Telling him off when he said once more he would teach me to do something better with my mouth than yell at him. So I said do it. And he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a kiss. I don't know why I did it but I kissed him back. From there I just lost it, I hadn't had sex in a few years and I don't even remember taking my cloths off and him putting me on the hood of his car. Where he fucked me hard I had never screamed so loud from an orgasm before but after the first one he didn't stop. He turned me around and got me bent over and continued going at it. We had sex for almost fourty minutes and I came at least six times. And every time he came he would make me take it in the face or on my tits and when he finished he grabbed me by the arm and tossed me out naked! I had to run to my house naked . I felt so embarrassed. I couldn't believe I had done that it was so good and I could barely walk for the rest of the day. Later that night I found my cloths on the porch and he just grinned over from his yard saying he told me he would make me scream at him in another way. I really hate this guy but now I want to fuck again and my son is going off with his grandparents tommorrow and I know he has the day off so I think I am gonna go over and see if it wasn't just a fluke from going so long without sex. If he fucks that good again I won't mind being a booty call to an asshole for at least a little while.

Overactive Imagination is what my mother called it. I talked about having a husband when I was still under the age of ten. I wasn't so sure as to what exactly it was that my father did to my mother at that time, but I knew that he would hold her down and get on top of her and get between her legs. Sometimes she would escape but he would catch her and fight her until he had her and when he got off she would yell at him and call him bastard. She would make me sit with her when she was preparing supper and do my homework. My mother would tell me that it was best that I never got a husband.

I was a few years older when I understood what my father was doing with my mother. My mother never stopped me from watching. She wanted me to watch. When I watched she talked to him but she was really talking to me, she also didn't fight. She told me that she wasn't really his wife, he just took it upon himself. My father had taken my mother to live with him when she was pregnant. My mother liked sex, she just didn't want him to think she was for free. In her words she liked that stuff.

In our neighborhood was an older boy. He and I would sit and talk on the side of the street when we were like four and ten, but now that he was much older and I was going through the puberty phase my mother kept me indoors. Sure, she knew that one day he was going get me but she wanted that to wait as long as she could. It happened when I was fifteen. She found me still on my bed, she checked me and put the covers over me and left me there until it was time to eat dinner. The baby came late in the summer. The second baby came the following spring, ten months and a few days later. First a girl and then a boy.

I stayed with my mother and by the time I got to finish school he was living with another girl. See, she would tell me, that is why you keep your business to yourself. But she never kept her business to herself, she let my father have her business. After my kids got into school I went to work, I had to ride the bus and my mother would take my kids to school and pick them up. I was twenty three and this man at work offered to teach me how to drive. He got between my legs first but he did teach me how to drive. My mother told me take an aspirin when I went out with him, just hold the aspirin with your knees. But she never had any aspirin in the house.

My daughter was around ten when my mother told me that she was sorry she had never been able to have any more kids, that her insides were messed up and that I was lucky that I got my two, a boy and a girl and I got it out of the way early. And that man, the one that taught me to drive, he was a good man but she always knew that he was only interested in one thing, he was not ever going to marry a girl like me. She was right about that. He married a girl from his home town.

For not being married to my father my mother never left him, she never worked after I was born, she kept my kids, she was a regular housewife and my father liked it that way. He didn't like me working. One day he brought home a guy that worked for him to have dinner at our house. He wasn't much to look at. After dinner he told me to be nice to him, I would do well with a man like him. He moved in to our house and he took me as a wife. He earned well and after a couple of years he had a place of his own and we moved there with the kids. Once we were in a place of our own I let him win and have his own kids. My husband has always been a good man to me and my kids, even if my kids were not all his.

My kids, they grew up different. My husband had finished high school and he rose and had a good job and my kids went to school and they are all out there doing the right thing. He took care of my father's job too, my father was never laid off. In the end it turned out that I had a good husband, but only because my father picked him for me. My mother and I had lots and lots of talks about keeping a man happy, and when my daughter got old enough she had to sit and listen. My son too, keep your business where it belongs my mother told him. Zip up and shut up. And to my daughter she talked to her about the birds and the bees and that boys wanted what she had between her legs, not to believe anything else, she didn't want to have kids early like me, get an education, find a husband and then get married. And she did. Like I said they grew up different.

My husband wanted to give me a gang-bang, train type sexual pleasure experience for my birthday. Having males under the age of 25. He wanted to see if I can take ten cocks. My son wanted to see that too. So we told our son to find another nine guys around his age.

On my birthday, we set up a mattress on the garage floor. There I laid backed sucking my husbands cock and my son fucking my pussy while the others waited their turn. My husband stepped away for me to suck my son's cock while another cock drop his load in me. Then he stood at my side stroking his cock while the next guy fucked my c**t. He went to my mouth and put that cock in it. By that time I set a time limit how long their cocks could be in me so others have a chance.

I told the guys to pretend I'm their mother into lots of fucking and to shoot their seed all over me. I wanted a cum bath.

After they all left, my son and husband gave me a double penetration till I had a good orgasm It was a good birthday present. My husband and son placed a crown on my head and called me "Queen Slut of this house!"


Hyper Sexual

Since I've turned 40 I've been aroused and turned on by the simplest things. Im constantly aroused and constantly masterbating.
Im a mother of three. Average mother and wife next door type average looking 5 foot 6 and weigh 136.
My youngest son is 18 6 foot 200 pounds muscular handsome.
His father is in D.C with the army national gaurd.
I feel bad I've been walking around the house with a tiny egg vibrator in my pussy. It has a remote I've been using.
Twice niw Tyson my son has caught me masterbating.
Then over the last week Tyson has escalated things becoming flirty and grabbing me pulling me into his lap. Afew days of this and i let him fuck me.
He is good size 7 or 8 inches and thick. I've been teaching him how to eat pussy how to finger and how to fuck with out cumming in 60 seconds.
A week of this and he tells me today I've taught him so much he makes his girlfriend cum and he can last half an hour in her.
I feel so hurt and betrayal sets in i feel weird about it.
We have a talk and he plans on fucking me every chance he gets but it would be weird to other people if he and i acted overly intimate and he didn't try and nail every girl he went to high school with.
Right after the talk i picked out some lingerie and he fucked me for an hour straight

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.

Fever

Ok... I googled this and I guess it is a thing. They call it the sick hornies? Since I was a little girl and if I was sick I would get CRAZY HORNY and masturbate all fucking day. I did it in bed, on the couch, in the shower. I still get this way. What does suck is that I'm a single mom now. At least when my husband was around I would practically r*pe him in his sleep so I can cum.

A couple weeks ago my son and I were both sick. We both had fevers. I woke up one morning at 5 am to a noise. I put my ear to the wall and heard my 15 year old son Kyle masturbating. Now this just got me hornier than I already was. I laid back down and masturbated 4 times before I got out of bed at 830. When I got out of bed I heard Kyle going at it again. So I jumped in the shower and put the shower head on pulse. My fifth of the day! My record is 13 in one day when I was 20.

Later on that night I was on the couch and Kyle was on the recliner. I could see he had a hard on. I was wet as all hell. Kyle said he was going to turn in.

Honey, can I ask you something?

Sup?

Umm, I don't know how to ask this but here goes... Do you get CRAZY HORNY when you're sick?

YES!!!

Same with me. I've been like this since I was a little girl. Whenever I got sick I would get super worked up!

So, I'm ok? There's nothing wrong with me?

Oh no baby, you're perfectly fine.

Ok then. I'm going to my room to jerk-off for the 8th time today.

Oh Sweetheart, don't forget to take your Nyquil... Oh by the way...I'm at 6 just so you know... HA!

He went up stairs to his room and I slip my hand into my yoga pants as l laid on the couch and rubbed one out for the 7th time today.

Later I went upstairs to take some NyQuil so I could sleep and there was only a little bit left. Kyle must've taken a double dose. I went in to check on him. He was out! I kiss his forehead and he was still a little warm. He had his hand down under his covers holding his raging boner. He was naked from the waist down. When I lifted the covers I got a waft of his musky scent. Oh my god. That smell. That heavenly smell. It always drove me wild. I took his hand off his red meat. I took it in my hand and went in for a closer look. It was red and raw with pieces of tissue stuck to it. I picked off the tissue. I reach for his Vaseline lip balm. I squirted some on the tips of my fingers and massaged it into the sore spots on the sides, under the rim of his helmet. It was so big and hard it was twitching. Fuck! This can't happen but I want to take it in my mouth, but this is my baby boy. This is so wrong. Then I saw a droplet of pre-cum forming on the tip. I just couldn't resist. I stuck my tongue out and licked that delicious drop of pre-cum. I was passed the point of no return. I took his whole cock in my mouth. I sucked it slow and I sucked it hard. I wanted his feverish hot cum in my mouth and down my throat. It didn't take long. He stirred in his sleep then ejaculated deep into my mouth and throat. I swallowed it all. He never woke up. I went back to my room and with the taste of Kyle's cum still fresh in my mouth, I frantically fingered myself until I squirt halfway across my bed. I passed out from my fever and exhaustion.

The next morning I was woken up again by Kyle masturbating but it was louder. It sounded like it was right next to me. I opened my eyes and I was naked with no blankets on me and Kyle is standing over me jerking his cock.

Baby? What are you doing?

I had this dream Mom. You were giving me a blow job. It was so real. I could feel you. I could smell you. It was so real. I woke up and I got hard instantly thinking about the dream and thinking about you!
I'm sorry but I had to see you naked.

As he continued to stroke his cock, I started to feel terribly guilty but I was also incredibly wet.

I see he is frustrated. He is trying to cum but maybe his guilt is keeping him from getting fully erect, from cumming. I got up and went to him. He was still stroking himself. I stopped him from masturbating and took his face in my hands and I kissed his forehead, kissed his eye lids, kissed his nose and then I put my lips to his and parted his with my tongue. Kyle kissed me back and grabbed me. He had his hands all over my naked body. When he pulled me closer I could feel his cock growing as it was pressed against my lower stomach. The more we kissed the harder he got. I pulled him with me as I laid down on the bed. He got on top of me. I guided his rock hard cock into his Mommy's soaking wet pussy. My baby didn't waste any time. He pounded and hammered away at my pussy. His length was perfect that it was stimulating my G spot. I started to scream "Oh my fuckin God! Mommy's cumming! Fuck me Baby! Make Mommy cum!" We were absolutely drenched in sweat.
He got off and knelt between my legs. He was jerking.
"You didn't cum baby?" I asked.
He just shook his head no. I told him to lay down. He laid next to me and I kissed him. I then kissed and licked his sweat all the way down to his quivering member. French kissed it up and down. The taste of my pussy on his cock was delish and driving me crazy. I deep throated him and he let out out a bellowing moan. I started to suck him like I did last night. I sucked him slow and I sucked him hard. I then sped up. Kyle then yelled "I'm cumming Mom! Swallow all my cum!
I did as I was told. I swallowed it all. It tasted even better than last night. After I milked out every last drop. I crawled back up and we kissed and caressed each other. We laid in bed all day. We fucked, sucked and played with each other all day. We are starting to feel better. No fevers. We're not sick anymore but now we're addicted to each other.
I need to ween myself from his cock but I don't know if I can.

Never Again

We were both missing him, both drunk and Nick had those shorts on.
His cock invariably popped out of the left leg hem and this time he was semi erect.
We'd been kind of talking about how his father and I used to keep him awake having sex.

It had I must admit, made me horny thinking of what Nicks dad and I got up to sexually. And seeing his cock poking out, I just couldn't resist reaching out and stroking it.
My son held my hand and moved it further up his shorts, so I could feel his erection growing.
Before I knew it I was tossing him off, and Nick was lifting my top to reveal my small breasts.

With Nick licking and sucking on one of my nipples, I decided then I was going to mount him.
Pushing him back, I dragged off his shorts and gasped as I saw his full size. His father was big, but my sons cock is much thicker and longer.
Not able to hold back, I leaned over and began sucking on my sons cock. It felt and tasted perfect, so wonderfully perfect.

My pussy was aching by then, so removing my own shorts and tiny panties, I put my legs over his thighs and sank down, guiding his beautiful hard thick cock into my pussy.
Only God can judge me now, because what we did over the next half an hour was pure lust and joy.
Every position he'd imagined his father and I fucking in, my son wanted to try. And his cock didn't stop making me orgasm.

Finally taking me from behind as I knelt on the couch, Nick thrust into me hard until his cock explored and I felt his hot sticky cum filling me up.
Exhausted, he then did something my husband would never do. My son went down on me and for an age worshipped my pussy and asshole with his tongue and mouth.

When he moved up my body after making me climax many times with his mouth, we kissed like lovers and not mother and son.
It was sealed as they say. And lying with him, he told me he loved me and we should just enjoy what had just happened.
And so I did, and do. Again and again we've had sex. And not under the influence of alcohol either.

My title says 'Never again'. But that only refers to us holding off one another for a time. Never again will I deny Nick my mouth, pussy or asshole.

Overnight Stay Of My Sons Friend.

I`m a 41 year old divorced women.
My son lives together with me in our home.

I`m pretty needy since the divorce with my husband but I'm not the typ to go outside and just hook up with some guy.

On Saturday my sons friend stayed overnight.
He is "nothing Special" more like a nerd.

I had this fantasies since I can imagine to seduce a teen boy but I never let it take over.

I woke up on Sunday morning completely soaked. I think I had a wet dream because bed sheet was damp as well.

I laid in my bad and tried to "help myself" as I heard the bathroom door. I couldn't control my thoughts anymore. I walked over to the bathroom and hoped that it would be the friend of my son.

It was a 50-50 chance. I entered the bathroom and it was my sons friend. He washed his hands as i entered. He winced as he saw me.
I walked towards him, asked how he slept. He said that he slept good.

I was now standing directly in front of him. I was so wet that it felt like it was running down my leg.
I didn't know what to do next so i grabbed his hand and placed it on my crotch, rubbed myself against his hand.

He was overwhelmed and fightend., So I stopped and told him that he can leave if he don't want. After short silence he moved his hand over my crotch by himself.

I saw his boner, turned him around, leaned myself against the sink, pulled down my pants and spread my legs.
I grabbed him close, pulled his pants down, released his "member" and well pointed it towards my entrance.
He pushed it inside and moaned a little.

I heard him say that I was wet.

After 10-15 seconds I felt something dripping on the floor and down my leg. I realized that he ejaculated already.

He stepped back and looked me into the eyes.

At that moment I realized what just happened.
He said a "Thank you" and left the bathroom.

I felt so guilty at that moment.
I felt his cum and I masturbated myself to my orgasm. I even released my bladder as I came.

After I had straight thoughts again I sat down into the puddle of different body-fluids ans cried.

I hope this doesn't fire back on my son, I really hop so!
I bought the plan-b pill out of safety.

I don't know what to do now.

That`s why I'm confessing this.