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Warm Hole

I was driving through a snowstorm and I was a bit tired (and horny) so I stopped at a Provincial Tourism rest-stop along the highway. The place was deserted except for a few large trucks near the exit of the lot. I went inside to use the washroom and I noticed this cute 20ish year old guy behind the desk - he smiled at me as I came in - he was definitely gay and he gave me that fuck me look - I pretended to look for brochures on a nearby ski hill - he was very talkative.

He was a real cutie - he was wearing a vest and shirt uniform - the suit pants did wonders for his bubble ass. I asked him for directions to the washroom and he pointed in the left direction.

I was washing my hands when suddenly bubble butt boy came into the washroom - he looked at me and went to the handicapped stall. I got scared and went back to the lobby and the brochures area - I noticed he had put a "back in 15 minutes" sign on the counter. The place was totally deserted so I though I would go back to the washroom.

I went in and he had the stall door opened - he was fully clothe sitting on the toilet - he smiled at me and I went in and locked the stall door behing me. He was at my crotch level and I started to undo my pants - he helped and pulled down my underwear - I realized that it was cold when he put his warm mouth around my cock and it just felt heavenly. He didn't just suck my cock but he worshipped me for a good 10 minutes and he was amazing. I was slapping his face with my big cock and he totally enjoyed it.

He then got up and told me to follow him - I zipped up my pants with my large erect cock - he lead me behind the toursit counter and unlocked the door to an office - he then locked the door and closed the blind - he then started to strip and got totally naked - what a body and what an ass - he sucked me some more and then he bent over the couch and wanted me to penetrate him.

I put as much spit as I could on my my big cut cock and started pushing against his nice little furry hole - the head went in oooooo - and eventually and slowly after a bit more spit I was able to push my way in further woohaa - again the office was cold and his hole felt really warm and incredible.

I fucked him for a good 10 minutes and he really really seemed to enjoy it - he was such a horny guy - his hole was tight and I could feel every vein in my cock - I eventually came all over his back. After a bit of a break, he was sitting on the couch and he was masturbating - I went over between his legs and sucked his amazing cock - until he came all over my face, himself and the couch...and carpet lol

We chatted for a bit and I eventually got dressed, walked back to my car in the snow - I just sat in my car for a minute to warm it up thinking about what had just happened.

I drove in the snowstorm and I could still smell his cock on my breath and my fingers smelled like his ass - I was still horned and felt alive.

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# 55985 - by Nick / January 10, 2022
- My Family -
Straight Female / 39

His father left us when Lee was seven. By then we knew lee had learning difficulties, although he wasn't totally incapable of maneuvering his thoughts to surprise me.
Lee had a particularly hard time when he switched schools at the age of fourteen, nearly fifteen, and during that time, although not proven, I think he was bullied. The craziest thing, I believe, because he has a large penis.
Around that time he began to mention girls and also how rubbing his hard penis made him feel good. I explained this was normal and he shouldn't worry about it. I also told him masturbation was a good way for him to relieve any stress or anger issues.
Porn, kids and the internet. It all fed into Lee's brain over the next eighteen months or so, from the youngsters who he associated with at school. And soon he was asking really personal questions.
I'd had boyfriends since Lee's father left, as I guess I'm seen as good looking and the fact I keep myself in great shape. So Lee had known and understood, probably through listening, I was having sex. Yet when he asked the questions, I wasn't expecting him to point his questions directly at me. Almost as if he'd fantasized about having sex with me.

The minder, we didn't call them babysitters, left around ten o'clock that night. I was a little tipsy and decided to have another drink. It was a Friday night and knowing I didn't have work the following day, I opened up my phone and watched some porn.
I wanted to orgasm, so I began after stripping almost naked, to play with my pussy and clit as I lay on the couch. Lee was in bed and I knew if I remained quiet enough I'd be fine. Only it had been weeks since my last orgasm, the strength of feeling building upto it as I watched a young guy fucking an older woman on my phone, was so powerful, I suppose I must have been moaning too loudly.
The next thing I knew I had my sons head between my legs and he was lapping at my wet pussy.
I tried, believe me I tried to move Lee off me, to stop him from pleasuring me orally. Because that's precisely what he was doing, pleasuring me like I hadn't been in years. But rather than making him desist from having oral sex with me, my son only gripped me harder and sucked in my clit.
The orgasm was awesome, so strong and so all consuming I found myself pushing his face into my sex. It didn't matter right then it was my flesh and blood. It didn't matter he'd only a week before turned seventeen. What did matter, was the fact he knew precisely what to do and how to make me feel so good with his tongue and mouth.
From where and how I was lay on the couch, I knew he'd taken his top off. What I couldn't see was Lee had also removed his bottoms and boxers. As he moved away from licking my pussy and knelt up properly, I got to see my sons fully engorged erect cock for the first time in years.
Lee's a big guy, someone who you wouldn't want to mess with after his growth spurt. And along with his physical size, my son has a huge penis. I knew from the semi reports of his earlier bullying, he had a large ish penis, but I wasn't aware until that night, just how big his hard cock was.
There were no words spoken, as my son shuffled up between my legs, put his cock head to my pussy opening and thrust in. I knew I couldn't deny him, not ofter he'd just given me such a wonderful orgasm from his tongue. I also knew from my operation, I couldn't become pregnant.
The sudden elation as he began to fuck me, was overwhelming and I cried a little. Not from my willingness to allow my own son to fuck me, but from the love I knew we shared at that moment, in every single way possible.
The walls of my pussy, my pussy lips and my labia were being stretched and I could feel his cock so deep inside of me. Lee's hands moved up from my stomach, as did his eyes and he placed his hands under my top. I'd already removed my bra, so his fingers caressed my breasts and my erect nipples. Pinching them slightly, he mad me jump with excitement and he smiled down at me. Smiling back and looking into my sons eyes, I spoke for the first time. I let Lee know what he was doing was ok, and also that he was making me feel so good. I also without thinking, told my sosn to fuck me harder.
He later told me he'd not wanted to hurt me, so he'd been easing his cock into me slowly. Once I let him know it was ok to fuck his mom hard, my son gave me everything he'd got, and then some. It was one of those magical, emotional and frantically amazing fucks you sometimes have in life. The ones you remember and in every sense of the sexual passion we were sharing, he drove his long thick cock into me, to make me feel good.
We began to move in rhythm and Lee understood he could drive his cock into me as hard as he wanted to. Then like a flash flowing right through me and without warning, I came so hard. Lee thought he'd hurt me and stopped fucking me. I screamed out for him to continue as the orgasm tore right through my entire body and he began to thrust into me again.
Then like it was timed so perfectly, as another orgasm build up and erupted through me, my son, my beautiful son lengthened his thrusts, fucking me harder and his cock exploded deep within my body. Pumping his cock in total passion for his mom, and his orgasm, he finally stopped and collapsed on top of me.

We didn't speak much after Lee's cock withdrew from my pussy. He I think was embarrassed, but then so was I a little. It didn't matter though and I soon found myself letting him know what we'd done was fine with me. He spoke then, and told me he'd wanted to please me for so long. Telling I knew, he stepped over to where I was putting on my panties and he kissed me. It was a kiss of lovers, not of a son kissing his mom goodnight. Breaking off after a minute or two, I told me son we should go to bed as it was late. Lee smiled and climed the stairs leabving me with my thoguhts. Those thoughts were disrupted when I saw my son lay naked on my bed fuly erect again and slowly stroking his cock. Removing my panties and taking off my top, I climbed onto the bed, and then onto my sons large cock. Placing his large hands onto my breasts, I sank down and impaled myself on his cock. It another hour before we stopped fucking, and by then I'd climaxed at least half a dozen times.

I awoke the following morning to yet another hard on. It was pressing into the small of my back and I knew my son was still asleep from his gentle breathing. Instantly aroused myself, I maneuvered myself and guided his cock into my pussy. Leaving it there pulsing just inside of me, I waited. Lee didn't say anything when he awoke, but I knew he was awake as he'd slowly began to thrust into me. Turning my head back, I told my son to take his time to slowly give his mom pleasure. And that's exactly what he did. Spooning me for an age, I came on his cock twice and then sank into him as he wr**ed his arm s around me. Moments later my son ejaculate and everything in the world was beautiful.

Eight months on, Lee no longer sleeps in his room anymore. We share the bed his father made me pregnant in. And our life as lovers has grown. We've explored every kind of sex, as Lee's knowledge, eagerness to learn and love of pleasuring me has grown. All three of my orifices are now receptive to my sons magnificent cock. And doesn't my son on a daily basis enjoy them.

If and when he stops wanting to have sex with me and finds a woman his age, then I know he'll make an amazing lover for them. He'll also be a marvelous father too. Far far better than his own. If by circumstance he never ..(continue confession)

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# 43430 - by Anonymous / February 19, 2019
- My Family -
Straight Female / 28

The fact my father in law Harry has no lower legs after a car accident, hasn't and doesn't stop him from fucking me with his huge cock. It also stop his son Mark from dropping me off in the past, knowing his dad would be screwing me.
They've been sharing me that way since Harry told his son, he was desperate to feel and sexually be a woman again.
At first they tried using a hooker to satisfy Harry's needs, but she ripped Harry off, and he wouldn't entertain another lady of the night after that.
Only when Harry admitted he'd always found me attractive and had often gotten boners when I was around him, did my husband speak to me about the possibility of me sleeping with his father. It was a long drawn out process for me and I'll not bore you with the details.
Once I'd gotten my head around it, I wondered what the sex would be like. And taking those thoughts, our first time was hilarious., in as much as Harry fucked me, or should I say I fucked Harry in his wheelchair. We were both giggling and fooling around trying to get his massive cock in me from the position in the chair. But once we began to fuck, and fucking is what we did, not love making it became a wonderful experience for us both and a huge sexual release for my father in law.
From then on I'd visit Harry once a week, then twice a week having inventive sex that never failed to have me climaxing multiple times on his rock hard penis.
And this was the case until December/January just gone (2018/19). What has changed was us all celebrating New Years Eve at Harry's. We'd all been drinking and the midnight kiss with Harry extended into a full on passionate kiss. That lead to us making out on the sofa with Mark watching and encouraging me to ride his father. It was the first time Mark had been present, but we had spoken about what I'd done sexually with his dad many times.
Whether it was the alcohol, or the fact I became incredibly turned on knowing Mark was there, I just went with the whole scenario and striped naked. Soon I was sat on Harry's cock riding him as he lay on the couch. Just as I was building upto a strong orgasm, I felt Mark get in behind me and then felt his hard cock poke at my asshole. They were going to fuck me together. In my head I thought no, but as soon as his cock entered my asshole, and my orgasm tore through me, I backed onto both of them and remained locked in between them both over the next however long it was they both fucked me.
In that time I came in a series of orgasms, each being stronger than the one before. Finally both men told me they were about to cum.
If you can have an all over body orgasm that literally almost makes you pass out from the sheer pleasure it gives you, then I had one as they simultaneously came deep within my pussy and ass. It was so overwhelming, I cried from the experience.
Both Mark and Harry thought they'd hurt me, but once I'd calmed down, I had them both understand it was possibly the best sexual feeling I'd ever had. I also had them begin to pull out, which made me climax again and I shuddered uncontrollably as they held me.
Since new Year, I still visit Harry on my own, but around once or twice a month, I go to bed with them both and have an amazing time with father and son fucking me.
None of this would be coming to light, if Harry hadn't told his son and me about his health deteriorating. We know, and I include Harry, that he probably won't be around this coming New Year period. So these shared experiences are so important now to us all. In many ways I've become so much more involved and fallen so much more in love with my husband, and I know once there is no more Menage a trois, I'll be Marks true lover, wife and soul mate forever.

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# 44423 - by Anonymous / May 10, 2019
- My Family -
Straight Female / 40

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.

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# 49040 - by Frisky Son / January 17, 2021
- My Family -
Straight Female / 40

In The Laundry Room

I get it, my situation is outrageous and sounds fake, but I have no one to talk to about this and it makes me more confused and aroused each time it escalates. I’m mortified by what is happening, but I’m also giving into it and anticipating the next time something happens. My son has a fetish for masturbating in my used underwear. Over the holidays he became more aggressive and had me (and I allowed it) give him the thong I had on, jerked off in it, and had me put it back on. On New Years we had sex while the rest of the family slept. The last week or so has been calm, but I realize I had my period during this time too, but yesterday we resumed with the issue and it got worse in my mind, but I also let it happen.

I went out for coffee and some retail therapy with a friend yesterday, and came home just as my husband was taking my daughter to practice. This was normal, but it did leave me alone at home with my son. It didn’t concern me at all when they first left. I grabbed a load of laundry and took it into the laundry room. As I’m loading the washer, my son comes by. He says, “You look great.” For a second I just thanked him for the compliment, but then I got just a little anxious because he’s complimenting me and we had sex two weeks ago. I immediately pictured us having sex that night.
As he complimented me, I threw in a pair of my used panties, and stopped to look at them. He had used them to masturbate again. I pulled up the panties and said “You really have to stop this, this can’t go on like this.” He came up to me very close and put a hand on my butt. He said, “I can’t help it Mom, you make me so horny.” I said, “Stop it.” But he had felt my ass in the polo shirt dress and asked, “Are you wearing a thong?” I said, “None of your business!” and tried to turn to put the laundry in the washer. I turned away but he became hyper and excited, getting very shaky and pulling up my dress from behind. He said, “You ARE wearing a thong!” I yelled, “Stop it right now!” But he instead pulled my dress up so that my entire dress was above my waist and I stood in front of him just in my thong from the hips down. I turned and showed him I was angry, and I exclaimed, “Stop it!”

My son became frantic. “Please, let me taste you again, PLEASE?” He pushed me towards the washer until my butt was against it and he came up close to me. I said, “No, not again, we can’t.” But he replied, “PLEASE, Mom, PLEASE?” and put his fingers between my legs. A few times I said “We can’t.” He proceeded to kneel down in front of me and pulled my thong to the side. He licked at my pussy and start to kiss and lick and push in harder. One last time I said “No.” He was persistent with his kissing and licking, and I don’t know why but in spite of wanted to resist I also lifted a leg so I could spread myself for him. I opened wide enough to let him lick inside my pussy. He started sucking on me and licking at my clit, and I remembered last time I was the one who guided him where to lick. I felt like this was my fault. But it felt so good as he sucked on me that I opened up my leg a little wider and he sucked and kissed my clit until I shuddered and felt a little orgasm.

He felt it too. He looked up and said, “Mom, let me make love to you again.” I said, “No, please, we shouldn’t be doing this.” He stood up and kissed me on the cheek over and over, frantically. He said, “Please, this is so much better than panties. Let’s do it now.” I said no again and tried to push him back but he got hysterical. He started yelling, “Please Mom I need it. I need it so bad, Please!” He was so loud I thought a neighbor outside might hear. I panicked and again I know how crazy this is, but I said, “Ok, calm down, it’s okay.” He started grabbing my butt to pull me closer, and he asked, “Do you mean it?” I was so confused, and I felt his erection pressing against me, and it rubbed my pussy. I said, “You can’t tell anyone.” My son replied, “I won’t. Please. I swear I won’t.”

I didn’t say anything. To be honest, after saying no all that time I really wanted to have sex with him last night, especially once he had put his tongue on me and sucked on me like that. I leaned over and he stepped back while I slid my thong down to my knees. I turned around a bent over the washer. I said, “Okay.” With that my son pulled his erection out of his pants and came to me. I wasn’t that wet yet, just a little from him kissing me there, so he had to push his way in after a few tries. He kept spreading my butt cheeks apart to open my pussy up to him and he barely got in when I felt him start to tremble. He only pushed into me a few more times when I felt his first ejaculation in me. If felt so hot and his spray was so strong. I don’t know why other than it felt good and he felt good in me, but I started pushing back on him to make him go more and I went back and forth on him until he stopped. He just stood for a minute inside me and said, “Wow, that was great.” He was so calm now, not frantic. I know it’s not a good reason to have sex with my son, but it truly calmed him down.

Afterward, he fixed himself up and thanked me again for letting him make love to me. I use some dirty laundry to clean myself up, then put myself back together and went downstairs to make dinner. I know it sounds awkward, but after something happens, whether it was when he masturbated in my panties or now that we just had sex, but things go back to normal. We mostly talk about him planning for college, his grades and his classes. His father and sister got home and we had dinner like normal.

I know none of this is normal and I know it’s horrible to admit I enjoyed it when it happened. But I do. I don’t want to, but now I get turned on finding his loads in my used underwear. I didn’t plan to have sex last night, but once we were in the moment and he was pleading at the top of his lungs, I just couldn’t stand it. Plus he is so calm afterwards. I, meanwhile, am so confused but also turned on.

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# 48974 - by Frisky Son / January 14, 2021
- My Family -
Straight Female / 40

Son Got Aggressive, We Had Sex

I wrote a couple of months ago about my son’s ongoing fetish with jerking off into my panties and swimsuits. It got worse. I’ve been very mindful of my son not tormenting his sister, but I have let him use my underwear for his habit. Not really “Let” so much as didn’t say anything anymore.

First we had to go to a service for church. I had on a dress, nothing too frumpy but definitely not what you’d call trampy or overly sexy. It was fitted though, so I went with a thong. We were waiting in the lobby of the church after service and it was packed (COVID be damned, right?)… My son stood directly behind me and on a few occasions the group would compress. First time we bumped I didn’t think of it, second and third same thing, then the fourth I felt my son’s erection jabbing me in the ass cheek. Then again. Then I felt him run a thumb over what would be the waistband of my thong, and he TRACED IT…he ran his thumb along the thong until it met my ass crack. He pressed his thumb to my crack and I looked back and said sternly through my mask “Careful!”

My husband and daughter were both talking to others with no signs of leaving soon. I walked over to my husband and said I’d start the car. My son and I went to the parking lot and got in the car. I immediately yelled at him for what he had done, and he responds by asking “Can I see your thong? Can I use it?” I was shocked and asked “Here, Now? What is your problem?” “Please Mom,” he says, “I can’t wait.” He begged for a few seconds urgently. I know how unbelievable this is, but in the moment I was so flustered that I looked around to see no one was looking (it was dark outside) and I pulled up my dress enough to pull off my thong. I handed it to my son and watched him in the back seat as he first sniffed and licked the crotch and then jerked off in my thong. He asked, “Are you wearing the matching bra?” I was startled he knew the underwear I owned and said “Yes.” With that he blew his load in my thong and HANDED THEM BACK. “Please wear them.” He said. Even more shocking that I think of it now, I put it BACK ON! I sat with his fresh sperm in my pubic hair while we sat in silence waiting to go home. I was mortified.

I got over the church episode over the next couple of days and found fresh sperm in my used underwear the next two days. This is normal now. I wanted everything to be normal and outside this issue it was, but isn’t now. It was New Year’s Eve. We were watching a movie I never saw before but the family had. When midnight hit, we cheered and hugged then my husband declared he was off to bed. Soon after, my daughter said “I’ve seen this before” and went to bed, too. I didn’t feel nervous being alone with my son, until a few minutes went by and my son asked, “Mom, I love you.” I said “I love you too” then he sat aside me on the sofa and gave me a hug, and I hugged him back like a mom. He shocked me again when as we hugged he took a hand from my shoulder and put it between my legs to rub my crotch. I had on yoga pants with panties and baggy sweatshirt. I flinched and said “What the hell?” pretty loud. “Shush” he told me, his hand still planted on my crotch.

“Stop it right now.” I said, but he just dug his hand in against me, leaned in and kissed me. I stopped that right away. “Please stop this now.” I ordered him. “Please let me use your panties again.” he pleaded. “No” I said as he pressed his thumb to my crotch through my pants. “I have to, Mom, I have to.” he said. He pushed his other hand behind me and pushed into my pants, pushing a finger between my cheeks onto my asshole as he still thumbed my pussy, and kissed my cheek as passionately as he could.

I realize this sounds unbelievable and it could never happen, or I thought it couldn’t. But I gave in. I felt dirty with his hands on my privates. I said “Okay” and he withdrew his hands and leaned back while I pulled off my yoga pants and pulled down my panties. I handed the panties to him and he sniffed the crotch while I sat pantless next to him. He looked down at my lap and asked “Can I taste you?” “You mean me down there?” I asked in horror. “Yes, please Mom, I need to.” I responded “No!” in a strained whisper as he got off the sofa, knelt down in front of me. He pushed his knees between mine and I spread my legs instinctively as he knelt between my feet. He quickly kissed my pubic mound and waited while I spread my legs more and he began sucking and licking his way down to my clit. He passed it and without thinking I grabbed his head and said, “No, there” as I guided him back to my clit. He was sloppy, but he licked and kissed my clit as I first got very wet and then came on the sofa. I squirted, and I hadn’t squirted nearly that much in years.

On the sofa on New Years Eve I had sex with my son. I pulled him off my pussy after I came and I actually helped him slide off his sweatpants. I sat legs spread on the edge of the sofa and we fucked. When he entered he said “Oh WOW!” We sat for a minute both looking down at his buried erection. I could feel him pulsing and hard. “Oh My God.” He whispered as he began to pump long slow pumps. He didn’t last long. He buried himself in me and having him go in me caused me to orgasm again, making a loud slurping wet sound as I did. I left him finish in me as we just stared at each other.

We finished and quickly got dressed, except he held on to my panties after wiping himself. I felt the cushion of the sofa was wet from me and flipped the cushion. “Wow” he said again. I could tell, but asked “Was this your first time?” “Yes,” he said. “This didn’t happen.” I told him. “You need to find a girlfriend or do something because this cannot happen again.” He said okay but he put my underwear in his pocket. “What about those?” I asked and he said “I just need to keep them for a little bit to smell you, PLEASE?” I couldn’t deal with his begging so I left it go.

Nothing has happened since then and I’m trying to play everything as normal, but I’m still worried he will try something again. He hasn’t used my dirty underwear and hasn’t mentioned it. I know what I did is horrible. I was in shock but I know I should have stopped it. He is old enough, but still my son. I dealt with knowing his habits for over a year but he got so earnest with his pleading I just felt pressure, and now it’s much worse.

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# 48914 - by Frisky Son / January 11, 2021
- My Family -
Straight Female / 33

I have been having sex with my dad since I was ten.
It started that summer when I started feeling slightly sexual urges and would rub against my pillow at night and for some reason it was my dad who I thought about. I began wearing very little around him and one when mum was out of the house he asked me if I was wearing very little so he could look at me. I admitted that I was, and then he asked if I could take off all my clothes for him.
It felt so exciting to be completely naked for him. After twirling and dancing a bit for him he made me cone and sit on his lap and that's when I had my first ever kiss. As we kissed I felt his fingers gently start touching my puffy nipples and after a while he dipped hus hand down to touch my pussy.
We did this whenever mum left the house and I had my first orgasm from his fingers literally minutes before mum came back.
He showed me his penis one day after fingering me to one of my child orgasms and I remember being quite intimidated by its size, but he never made me feel forced and after the first two or three times I was very comfortable having it in my mouth and quite looked forward to the part when he would cum.
We first had full intercourse in my parents bed the night my mum stayed at my aunt's house and I was very sore even though he used a lot of extra lubrication. It was a week before we had sex again and that time I came. He preferred having me on top sitting on his cock so he could play with my puffy nipples as I bounced up and down on him.
We continued all through my teens and so nearly got caught many times but were lucky not to be.
I'm now married and quite happily with two children but me and my dad still fuck whenever we see each other and can get privacy. My orgasms are three times stronger with my dad than any other man, and I think by now having his sperm inside me is something I'm just never going to be able to give up.

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# 44624 - by Anonymous / May 30, 2019
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