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Mom's Box Of Surprises

My father passed away ten years ago. My mother passed away two weeks ago. She lived close by. I was left with the task of cleaning out her house and putting it up for sale. In the back of a closet I found a box of old VHS tapes. Probably most of you won't remember what VHS was. But at my age, 52, not only do I remember them I still have a VHS player that works. The tapes were not labeled and I figured old family movies or just junk tapings.
Boy did I get a surprise. Apparently my mom and dad were sex FREAKS! Swingers would be a better term. The first tape I put in had my dad, his brother (yes my uncle) and my mom in a 3sum. Probably 15 tapes in all and thankfully I didn't know too many of the people. I few neighbors I remember, my uncle and his wife, but mostly strangers. My husband nearly did laughing.
Now I can't unsee it! Every time I think of mom and dad I get a totally different picture in my head.

My Experience

Saw a "top rated" confession about a mother attracted to her son. Well hold on to your hat. I am a 48 year old mother and I am in a full blown relationship with my son. Live together, sleep together, the works.
This was too long to just leave a comment so I hope the other mother reads this. Now how it happened. My husband sold a good business and retired early. We moved from Ohio to Florida, bought a condo and lived the beach life. Until he died two years ago. I had some friends but in Florida but I mostly just went into seclusion. It took nearly a year for me to get past it. Problem is I went too far the other way. I became a party girl. Lots of bars, drinking and casual sex.
My son was living and working in Boston. He came to visit me for Christmas last year. I could tell he was not happy about my new lifestyle. Especially the many men hanging around and calling. He joined me for a few nights out and nearly got into a couple of fights when my male friends tried to get me alone. Near the end of his stay he had had enough and refused to go out with me so i went alone. About midnight he started texting me worried. I was pretty drunk and told him where I was. An hour later he showed up and pulled me out of the bar. He was holding me up as he tried to get the car door open. My arms were around him and my head on his shoulders when I did something that shocked him. I kissed him on the neck. Not a motherly peck either. When he turned his head my way I gave him a long passionate kiss. It took a few seconds but he began responding. I told him I had wanted to do that all week.
We got in the car and went back to the condo. All the way talking about what happened. We agreed to forget it. But when I went to bed I couldn't. I got up and went through my lingerie drawer. I ended up saying the heck with it and stripped completely nude. I opened the door to his room, walked right to the edge of his bed and just stood there. He looked up and neither of us said a word. I slipped under the covers and snuggled up against him. We ended up making love until morning.
The next day we had a long discussion of "what happens next". The next day I was packing. I moved to Boston a couple of weeks later. Kept the condo as our vacation home though. I legally changed my name back to my maiden name so we could pull this off. My son told his friends he had met an older woman while on vacation in Florida and was in love. I now live with him as his girlfriend. I know some people will think this is sick but oh well. We are happy. And to the other mother thinking about this. you can be too.

First Time For Everything

I have been married for 4 years to a great guy. He comes from a good family. We live a good life. No complaints at all.

In a moment of depravity, I allowed my husband AND his stepfather have me at the same time. I do not know what I was thinking at the time. We were all just sitting in the living room and my husband started to get handsy. Then the kissing started. I was getting horny so it became a little more than playful cuddling. His stepfather is sitting on the other side of the living room watching this and he says get a room or I am joining you. Before I know it, his cock is out of his pants, precariously close to my hand. He says just grab it. I reach for it and I realize it is very thick. I start to jerk on it. At this point, my husband has gone down on me. I am ripe for the taking and I can feel it in my body. The stepfather stands up, leans me back in the couch and mounts my face. I am helpless to resist as my pussy is being obliterated by my husbands tongue and fingers. Like an involuntary movement, I opened my mouth to receive his cock. His thick cock opened my mouth as wide as possible. Once stuffed in, he started to fuck my mouth. It was like a scene out of a porno. He was fucking my mouth as he held the wall behind the couch as leverage. At the same time, my hips are bucking to cum after cum from my husband. I can feel his stepfather getting close and he says can I cum in your mouth. I open my eyes and nod yes. At this point, he has been fucking my mouth for maybe ten minutes. My mouth has never come off of his cock and I am not starting now. He finally announces he is cuming. My husband jams four fingers in my soaked pussy at the same time. His step father shoots his load down my throat. Pulse after pulse sent a stream of load down my throat until he was done. He pulled out, stroked his cock and milked the rest of his cum to the tip and I licked it off. He moved away and my husband started to fuck me until he plowed his cum into my pussy. Fucking incredible!

My Sister

During Covid, my sister and I started fucking each other. We were both in college at the time but we both were home. My mom is a nurse and was never home. My dad does not live with us. We were basically left alone to do anything we wanted.

One very boring day my sister was literally sitting in the couch poking me with her finger. She would not stop so I overpowered her and we were literally face to face on the couch. I could feel the tension and I could feel my cock wake up.

She says what, did your dick just get hard? I said no but she knew it. She says come on, be honest. So I told her yes and that I am always horny. She agreed. We decided to sit in different couches and watch each other masturbate. Seemed like a safe separation and it worked…two times. The third time I could not watch anymore and I joined her in the same couch. That day we fucked on and off all day. That became the norm.

We still do it today, but not as much. I do not think anyone knows, but I am sure we were not the only family members who did this.

The Talk

I am the mother of an 18 year old daughter who just graduated high school. I recently had to have a very embarrassing talk with her. A few weeks ago I was making a trip to Goodwill so I went through everyone clothes to donate old stuff. As I was going through my daughters dresser I stumbled on something that shocked me. In the back of two drawers I found a collection of sex toys. To be more specific, dildos. And not normal ones. They were gigantic! All of them were at least a foot long and bigger around than any toy I had ever seen. One of them looked like some kind of a joke toy. It had a suction cup on the end and was as big around as a softball. I put them back and waited a few days.
When I sat her down for the talk I was more embarrassed than she was. I nearly fainted when she told me the whole story. My little good girl daughter and her friends were having a "competition". A competition to see which one of them could take the biggest dildo. They have been keeping stats on who takes the most inches and fattest dildo. Apparently they do this in front of each other.
I can't get the images of this out of my head!

Helpful Father In Law

There was a recent confession about a grandfather paying for a car for his granddaughter, where his daughter in law was paying back the debt through sexual means.

When I read this confession, it was basically like I was reading my own experience. My father in law paid for my daughters new braces and I paid him back through sexual means. My husband passed away during Covid and money was always tight.

The braces costed around 2600.00, plus 15.00 of ‘interest’ for every month I still had a balance due. Every week on Tuesday night, I would go ‘check on grandpa’ and he would make me give him head or he would fuck me. Head was a 50,00 payment and sex was a 100.00 payment.

The first payment was the most difficult. It was a very uncomfortable feeling kneeling in front of my father in laws long cock knowing I was about to suck it. I did and I swallowed his cum maybe 10 minutes later. Another payment I remember (although I remember all of them) was the night I got there and his friend was there. He offered to double my payment if I had sex with him too. I am a waste no time kind of girl, so I led them into my father in laws bedroom, stripped naked and told them I was theirs. These two men pounced on me. They double penetrated my mouth and pussy for almost an hour, making me cum multiple times before cumming inside of my pussy one by one. Being fucked like rag doll is the only way to describe what these men did to me. I went home with my pussy beaten down hard and leaking cum. This was worth a 300.00 payment.

All of the other payments were with my father in law. He never did ask me to pay interest.

He helps out from time to time and I always pay him back sexually. It works for us, nobody gets hurts and nobody really knows except his best friend.

Military Wife Life

I grew up in a military family. I grew up with my dad being away much of my childhood life. Things were not always easy. Base life is all I knew. My mom did her best to raise me and my brother. Key point here: my mom always had male ‘friends’ around the house. She always was giving teaching moments to me about military wife life.

Fast forward to my adult life. Yes, of course I married a military boy. We graduated high school, he enlisted and we got married. My husband got his first base assignment and we moved. Moving for us we very easy. We basically packed our cars and drove to our new base. We moved into base housing, bought furniture and household items and a week later my husband was deployed….for a year. This is where my moms teaching moments came in handy.

The one area my mom did not teach me about was how she handled the sexual aspect of my dad being deployed. I quickly realized I was a newly married, young woman, surrounded by young military men. I felt like I was a piece of meat to anyone who talked to me. I dismissed this for about a month until Robbie came into my life. Robbie had come back from deployment and seemed like a nice guy every time he came through the commissary. He was flirty and all of that but a nice guy.

This back and forth made a turn one night when I was leaving work and he was outside. He asked me if I wanted to get something for dinner. Sure, why not?

I never realized the power of suggestion!!! Everything he suggested that night I went along with. He even convinced me consider cheating on my husband with him. I woke up the next morning with a completely unruly pussy. She was horny and angry and needed something. She was typically needy but today was a new level of needy. I got my little vibrator and mercilessly pleasured her into 4, yes 4, hard and very deep cums. She still had more for me to take but I had to go to work. She was on fire the entire fucking day! Then Robbie shows up at my commissary line and I thought she may cum right then and there. He convinces me to allow him to stop over my house after dinner. I know this is a bad situation, but the power of suggestion. To be short, we hooked up and we ended up fucking that night and a couple more times over the next week.

I tried to clear my head from this mistake but it wouldn’t go. I called my mom and asked her to talk. I told her what happened and what she told me shocked me: my mom and dad were never monogamous. They both had the liberty to sleep or fuck anyone they wanted when my dad was deployed. My mom explained the guys in the house - to my response of ‘mom, there were so many guys around the house over those years!’ Yes, I was a horny woman is how she justified it. It was just part of military life in her eyes.

At this point, we are in month four of being married. I speak with my husband a couple of times per week and everything is good. I tell him that I am horny a lot of the time and I will need another round of batteries soon. He says are there any guys hitting on you? I say yes, all of the time. He says then do what you have to do to make sure you are satisfied. Wait! What? Yes Nichole, if you have the opportunity to hook up, I would not have an issue. My mom did this all of the time when I was growing up. We finished our phone call and I put down my phone to think. His mom was a slut like mine? Also, his mom did visit my mom and vice versa at all times of the day. Couldn’t be!!! But yes, my mom even confirmed that. Apparently it was the side show of the circus that was my wedding!!! Someone told me they saw my mom kissing a woman on the mouth, but I did not believe them. Now I know, it was almost certainly true.

My life and pussy changed that day. I did start sleeping with other men. I was young and horny sexy and down to fuck, so cock was plentiful. Throughout the next five months, my mother confirmed so many things that literally have changed my life, all the while I slept with more than twenty men. Just like my mom was a slut, I am one now too I thought.

I have been a slut my entire adult life and my husband, yes, my original husband loves me all the same.

Attention

After my divorce, I was struggling finding myself. We never had kids. We had a nice house that I no longer lived in anymore. My job stayed the same and it was a good job, but it wasn’t living the dream per se. No local family to speak of. Post divorce blahs set in.

I thought dating may break the cycle of blah so I made a deliberate effort to go outside of what I would feel would be my comfort zone. I ‘matched’ various men on various apps and started chatting, which by the way, isn’t something I would normally do either. I am a 47 year old white woman and most of the matches were same age black men.

After dealing with the goods and not so goods of online dating, I found one, Trayvon, that looked really promising. Chat, phone chat, public meet was how it progressed. It was really a lot of fun to be honest. We decided to ‘play’ after our first meet. It was kissing and touching and oral sex, but no full sex. Again, it was fun.

The next day, a Saturday, I get a call from Trayvon’s friend asking to go on a date. It was weird, so I declined until I could speak with Trayvon about it. Trayvon acknowledged Brian’s contacting me was totally cool and it was cool if I went out with him….not that what I had with Trayvon was dating (one public meet and all). So Brian and I went out for a drink that night, same kind of play as I had with Trayvon. A couple nights later, another guy calls - Will. Will is friends with both guys. At my lowest point mentally, I am starting to enjoy the attention. I go out with Will and the same kind of play happens. I do not really have any mental relationship with these men, but again, the attention has found my soul. Then came Marley, then came Thomas, making this five men in a three week period. The attention was invigorating. After doing some self evaluation I came to the conclusion that maybe I was not as open and free and available with my ex husband as I was or am being with these men. There were other issues too - divorce is a two person car ride for sure.

Week four rolls around and I have voicemails from three other men. Fuck it, what’s the harm with meeting them too? Now my number is eight in four weeks. Almost every night I am leaving work to meet one of these men as I love the attention. A guy named Scottie was the first guy to fuck me. I cannot lie, his cock stretched me to the max and I came like nobody’s business! Then one by one, they all had sex with me.

Fast forward to a year or so later (current day), I have a stable of men that regularly fuck me. Most are black and the rest are white. For this confession, I actually counted how many men have fucked me since my divorce. The number is 38.

It is funny, I no longer have esteem issues. I actually go to the gym four days per week (you should see my ass and I have to be in shape with all of these men fucking me.) I am eating better. I started looking for a new job and actually found my same job with a different company and better pay. In reality, my life is more fulfilling now because I allowed myself to ‘explore’ the world around me. I really do not blame anyone but myself for having the blues. But I do take credit for getting out of my own way to fix the blahs.

My World Is Coming To An End

My story is bizarre but sadly true. I’ve been married to the woman of my dreams for a decade. We have two wonderful daughters and had a great life together. However, a couple of years ago, I became suspicious that my wife was having an affair.

My suspicions started when my wife said she was visiting a friend one evening who subsequently rang wanting to speak to my wife; when home she explained that when driving to see her friend, she had popped in to see her father and stayed there instead. Her father later inadvertently confirmed this.

Several months later she came home drunk from a night out with work, I undressed her, and her panties were full of a substance I suspected was sperm. I kept the panties and got a testing kit from the internet; the black spots confirmed my suspicions. I was gutted.

I hired a private investigator, who, for several months, turned up nothing. She went to work, went shopping, had coffee with female friends and visited her father. I spent ten thousand dollars to discover nothing. I put it down to a one-night stand, and as I once strayed on a sales conference early in my marriage, I decided to let it go.

Two months ago, my world was shattered. The private investigator contacted me again. I had dispensed with his services, so I was surprised to hear from him again. During the conversation, he explained that he had been working for another client and had seen my wife and her father in a restaurant. I remember thinking, “So what” He said that he had seen her passionately kissing her father in the car park. They both left in separate cars. I called him a “sick bastard” and hung up. Two days later, I thought better of it and rang him back, agreeing to more surveillance. My head was all over the place, she was close to her father, but I couldn’t believe it was more than just a close father-daughter relationship.

Last month the PI gave me both photographic and video evidence that my wife is having a sexual relationship with her father; there is absolutely no doubt about it. I threw up, cried, and got angry.

I still haven’t confronted her. Our life hasn’t changed, although having sex with her did take on a new dynamic. I’m sure the relationship with her father has been going on throughout our marriage. There were tell-tale signs I had missed, but now they made sense. I love her, and this seems unreal. Stuff like this doesn’t happen to normal families like us. I know I’m in denial, but I have no clue what to do. I think of my daughters, and it turns my stomach the thought of doing anything sexual with them. How could he do that to his daughter, and how could she do that with her father? It’s all horrible and gross.

I suspect I will have to leave her, but that would mean leaving my daughters with a sexual deviant; men always lose out in a divorce, and we become monsters. I’m so confused.

I Let My Wife Fuck A Stranger For Money

My wife (30) and I (37), are swingers. My wife has always had the fantasy of being a street hooker for a night and have sex with a complete stranger. I've never fashioned the idea because I know it's too dangerous. However, a few months ago we agreed on doing the role play where she would dress as a hooker and I pick her up and fuck her in my car.

This was a total hit, we really liked it. She would get walk in public dress like a whore and I would watch her and then fuck her. A few times, some cars would stop by before me and ask her how much, I would watch her get to the car and she politely tells them that she is expecting a "customer".

A couple of weeks ago we talked and I finally agreed to her having her fantasy come true. I was both turned on but also really worried. We ended up hiding an air tag in her underwear just to be extra cautious. The day finally came, she was wearing a bit of a sheer short dress with a tiny thong that you could easily see. I waited nearby, a few cars stopped by but she didn't like any of the guys, most seem sketchy.

Eventually, a guy in an Audi SUV stopped, she talked to him a bit and finally got on. My heart was beating like crazy. Soon after she got on, she called me from her cellphone and hide it in her purse as we agreed. They drove for a few minutes. She was rubbing his dick the whole time. I was following them not too far back. They parked and then he asked her to suck his dick. As she was doing that, the guy started asking her if she liked being a whore, to which she said yes, then he started telling her that he could tell she liked it.

He kept calling her a fucking whore, a bitch, screaming at her to suck that dick you fucking whore. I could not take it anymore, I had to masturbate right there, I was extremely turned on.
Once he came, he paid her 100 euro and told her that was among the top BJs he has ever had, he even gave her a card and told her to stay in touch. She got out of the car, I picked her up and I we fucked right there, we were both extremely turned on.

The problem now, is that she wants to go at it again, I want that too, but I'm afraid we will end up having a terrible experience sooner or later. We agreed to do it again but within a few weeks and in another city.

Has anyone done the same thing with their wives? or has any lady here have that fantasy?