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Having The "Talk" With My Teenage Son.

Many years ago, I was a divorced mom with a 14 year old son. He hadn't seen much of his dad who lived in another state since he was nine years old. My son. Robbie was a sweet kid, good looking athletic type and the girls just loved him.

After he started to ask me questions about girls and dating etc. I knew it was time for him to get " The Talk". I was in a quandary not knowing how to go about the whole thing. After a lot of thought, I went through the whole bit about when your body changes, and unwanted pregnancies and STD's and safe sex. I explained to him about what a condom was, in those days they called them " rubbers". I explained that when you decide to have sex you should wear a condom. He wanted to know how that worked and I told him we'd cover that later.

A few days later, I stopped at the store and while blushing slightly I bought a pack of three Trojan condoms. That night after we had showered and were getting ready for bed I went into his room and sat on the edge of his bed. I took out a condom and started to tell him how to use it. Good lord, he had one question after the other. I took a deep breath and said " Slip your underwear down and I'll show you"

In the blink of an eye his underwear was down to his knees and to my surprise Robbie had a very well developed cock. I showed him how to put it on by unrolling it and my hand was shaking. He said it fit tight and felt kinda weird and I explained that's so it would stay put. He started to slide his hand up and down and by now his cock was real hard , maybe 5 inches or better.

Before I knew what was happening, I took his cock in my hand and slowly started stroking it. He just looked at me and smiled and after a few minutes, he started to tremble and twitch. He told me he was going to cum and I told him that was fine, that's what the condom was for. He moaned softly and then his hips thrusted forward and he pumped a big stream of cum into the condom. I pointed out to him how the condom held his cum and how he couldn't get an STD with this kind of protection.

I sent him to the bathroom to cleanup and after tucking him in bed, to my shock, he asked me if we could do it again tomorrow night !

I went downstairs and had a couple of stiff drinks and tried to process the whole thing. This was something I was totally unprepared for. Ladies be prepared if you find yourself having " The Talk" with your son. ( I also found out that three condoms was not enough)...LOL.


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Coming Home From College

So, I experienced the most disgusting moment of my life last Friday. I came home from college and I found my mom in bed with two black men.

I arrived early to a repair vehicle in the driveway, so I parked in the street. As I entered the house, I found it odd that my mom hadn’t met me at the door. If someone was here, she would be sitting in the living room waiting for them to finish.

When I got a couple of steps in the house, I could hear her down the hallway. She was getting fucked. Like not just having sex, but getting plowed. I quietly walked down the hallway, only to see her on all fours - getting fucked by one black man from behind and sucking another.

I immediately walked out of the house and drove my car down the street to reconcile all of this. My mom was obviously a willing participant in this. Was this the only time? Did dad know? 45 minutes later the two men came out of the house. 45 minutes later!

I am truly disgusted with my mother that she would do this to my dad.

My Girlfriend's Mom

I guess I have an addiction to sex with the mothers of who I date. It started when I was twenty-four. It was my first experience with with someones mom. This girl I was seeing at the time was twenty-two her and her mother was forty-two. Her mother had nipples that poked out in her tops. I started to get a craving for her. Then when she and I was alone, I started touching her butt. She didn't say anything, so I got a bit braver and rubbed my hand across her ass. She began to shake and wiggle her ass. To my surprise she said, " Do I turn you on ?" and the next thing that happened was she pulled me in the bedroom, removed her clothing and started removing mine's. That's when I realized she was a cougar milf. I pounded her hard and my cum leaked out of her slit.

Years later I married this big tit gal. She was ok but didn't do some of the things I wanted her to do. Her mother was over a lot. Her tits was bigger than her daughter's and really hung low on her. I started to fantasize of her giving me a tit job and began to masturbate often. My wife's mother surprised me, she came over to see her daughter and caught me yanking my cock. "How about if I let you look at my breasts while you're doing that ! " She showed me her hangers and began to swing them about. Her smiling, she slapped them across my dick until I shot out. "Happy now !"

Now that I'm divorced I started dating this gal two years older than me. She keeps asking me to help her mother who's seventy. Her daughter told her I have a strong sex drive and was difficult to keep up. Her mother was showering when I was at her house . Then she stepped out of the bathroom naked drying off and said, " How about if I reward you with some sex play ? " She pulled me into the living room leaned on the sofa with her ass pointed out showing her hairy wrinkled c**t telling me to screw her. I banged her hard and she told me to sit on the sofa and she started to jerk me off while licking my balls. She began slapping my dick while talking dirty to me. Luckily she had glasses on and my cum went on her face.

My Son Is My Rapists Son, Not The Father On Record

I was in an accident when I was a kid and I have had a limp ever since. I should walk with a cane, but I limp instead. I work at a sit down job so I don't have to stand, but when I stand up my leg hurts and my limp is more pronounced. I say all this because I am self conscious about it, and it affects my social life. I can't dance, I can't run, I can't play tennis.

A man who's identity has to be kept secret took me with him and did what men do to virgins. It was awful and it was not. He did it more than once and I was helpless about it. He had me at a remote beach camp and there was nowhere to go and there was no phone and there was no signal. He could r**e me all he wanted and I couldn't run away. He took me back into the city and left me a bus stop in a bad part of town and told me which bus to catch how to get back to my part of town after a transfer downtown.

When I realized I was going to be pregnant I was scared and I knew the story would come out as to how I got pregnant. I talked this man I knew into taking my virginity and he did it. In a more or less public setting and I talked to a coworker the next day and related how bad it was and she assured me it would get better. This man is the father on record, but the baby is not his and a simple DNA will prove it.

He pays child support and has visitations, he has rationalized 'his' sons looks as a generations skipping feature of his Italian Grandmother. To me he looks more Mexican than Italian, but I'm biased, I know who the father is.

We are not sexually active, and we have had only had sex a couple of times since the baby was born. I fantasize a lot when I masturbate about that night out there beyond civilization. I'm afraid that all this fantasizing will start me talking. I find myself talking to myself about it. Like I said earlier, it was awful. But it wasn't, each time it felt good, he got mad and the uglier he got the more I liked it.

Covid Release

So back in Covid, we were all on lockdown in my house. It was hard, boring, angering, and for some of us, created some pent up sexual energy.

One Sunday morning, I head to the grocery store - like normal - mask on, gloves on…ready to battle over toilet paper. I do my shopping and return home. When I got home….

When I got home, I could hear people fucking. Upon a very quick problem solving effort, I realize it is at least my 20 year old daughter. I knock on her door, I hear the ‘oh shit, fuck - get dressed, MOM IS HOME. Wait a minute, mom is home? WFT! Yup, my 20 year old daughter and 18 year old son were fucking. Turns out, every Sunday morning they fucked.

Bewildered, mad, grossed out….wtf!!! To this day, I have no words to truly describe my feelings on this!

Helping Out An Older Man

This happened a few weeks back when I went with my husband to New Orleans for one of his work conferences. It was nice to get away from the kids and I was happy my husband invited me along. My husband works with mostly older women and his one coworker came along on this trip as well with her husband. They are both late 50s and a very nice couple. We had dinner with them Sunday night when we arrived and planned out the day for Monday. My husband and his coworker were going to be at the conference from like 8-6 pm so I had most of the day to myself to see the city. I asked his coworkers husband what he was going to do and he told me he had been to New Orleans many times and that he could show me around the city if I’d like. Since I have never been to New Orleans I happily agreed and my husband was happy to so he would not have to worry about me walking around by myself.

The coworkers husbands name is Dan. He seemed like a very nice man about 20 years older than me. He was slightly overweight but I could tell he was attractive when he was younger.

The first day Monday was uneventful. Dan and I spent the entire day together touring many different parts of the city. He was a great tour guide and very sociable. We talked a lot and it was not nearly as awkward as I thought it would be.

The next day my husband was going to be stuck in the conference all day again so Dan and I ventured out. We toured the city until noon but we both were tired from the previous day so we went to a bar for lunch and drinks. We ended up drinking quite a bit and this is where some revealing conversations came into play. Dan had been married to my husbands coworker for 30 plus years and he revealed to me that they hadn’t had sex in 4 years. I was stunned and I could tell it genuinely upset him. I asked him why and he said he had tried everything to initiate for a few years but his wife wasn’t interested anymore. He said she had put on some weight and maybe was embarrassed how she looked.

My husband and I still had sex once a week even with two younger kids so I couldn’t relate to him but felt really bad for him especially when he started to tear up talking about it. I asked if she did anything for him and he said he hadn’t had a blowjob in years either. We got up to leave after talking for about two hours and I didn’t realize how much I had to drink as I went to stand up and almost fell over but he caught me before I did. Very embarrassing.

Although he wasn’t much better and we kind of stumbled back to the hotel. My husband and his wife still weren’t supposed to be back from another 2.5 hours so we got up to his floor and we both stumbled in the room and I sat down in one of the office chairs while he plopped on the bed.
He started to talk about his sexless marriage again and started to cry. I felt really bad for him not to mention I was also pretty drunk so I got on the bed next to him and hugged him while he cried into my shoulder. He was holding me pretty tight and after he calmed down a bit he started to rub his hand up and down my back. He then pulled away and seemed embarrassed and apologized for being drunk and emotional. I told him I complete understand and that I’d be super upset if my husband and I hadn’t had sex in 4 plus years. He thanked me for being understanding and told me I could stay if I wanted but he was going to lay down for a nap.

I could tell he wasn’t the type who would initiate anything and in my drunk brain I was rationalizing how I could make this poor man feel good. I’m a nurse and my default personality is to help people who are in need in addition to the alcohol flowing through my mind i rationalized that I could make him feel good for at least this afternoon and give him a nice memory when he needed something erotic to think about. I know this is rationalizing the cheating on my husband but I wasn’t thinking like that at the time.

When he laid back on the bed I sat down next to him and told him I could help him out. He looked at me confused until I reach down and start to massage his crotch area. I asked if this was ok and he just nodded nervously while I fumbled with his pants to pull them down. I told him we would have to be quick and then removed his boxers to see his rock hard erection. He was pretty big at least compared to my husband which I was pleasantly surprised to see. I started to stroke his erection and the whole time he was just starting at me super nervous looking. I asked if it felt good and he said yes it had been so long that it felt amazing .

I was still fully clothed at this point and was debating whether I was just going to give him a blowjob or have sex with him. I knew he wouldn’t care since he hadn’t had a woman touch him in years however I was rather horny at this point and wanted to give him a great memory as I said. So I got up and removed my pants and underwear and then got back on the bed and straddled him. I rubbed my pussy up and down his cock to get it wet with my juices and then grabbed his cock and slowly slid myself down on his erection until he filled me up completely. I sat there with him fully inside my pussy and asked him how it felt. He tested up again and said amazing and that he felt like a man again. I told him good and not to be shy and feel free to roam his hands all over my body.

I started to move up and down his shaft and he rolled his eyes back and told me how tight and wet I felt. I said just relax and let me do all the work. I went slow to let him enjoy the feeling and also so he wouldn’t cum too quickly. I removed my shirt and bra while I was riding him so he could squeeze and rub my tits. Once we got into it he was rubbing his hands all over my entire body lingering on my tits and ass. I know he hadn’t had sex in years but I was also thinking compared to his wife I’m 20 years younger and in way better shape so that was an ego boost to me.

I could tell after a few minutes if slow riding he was ready to cum. I started to pick up the pace and he started to grunt. He grabbed my ass really hard as I rode him and started to spank me which I wa surprised at but loved. I showed no mercy and fucked his cock until he shot a huge load deep into my pussy. The whole time he was gripping my ass cheeks as hard as he could while he pumped me full of his cum. I loved the feeling and seeing that I made this man feel good for a change.

After he finished he looked at me sheepishly and said thanks. I laughed and said my pleasure and hopped off of him to clean off in the bathroom. Time had gotten away from us and I realized our spouses would be back in 30 mins so I put on my clothes and ran out of the room. We saw each other later for dinner with our spouses that night as if nothing happened. We had one day left still and I have another story for that day.

Saw An Old Car Today That I Lost My Virginity In

While out today I saw a car a lot like the one I lost my virginity in. I was 15 the boy I was dating was 18 the car was a1940 Plymouth and the back seat was as big as a couch. We dated for a few months did all the usual stuff like playing with each other's pussy and dick but didn't go all the way for about two months. I remember him rubbing my pussy and it would get so wet! I would jerk him off with my Hands down his pants and he would cum all over my hand. We finally decided to go all the way after my girlfriend sorta talked me into it. We were in the backseat I had a skirt on with no panties and we started kissing and touching each other he love to suck on my tits I have very large nipples and he spent a lot of time licking and sucking on them. He let his penis out of his pants and moved between my legs and entered me slowly I was so wet he got in easy when he reached my hymen he stopped I to him to push and my cherry was popped. It hurt a little but it was over fast and so was he he came in about two pumps when he pulled out his dick was all bloody and cum covered. Next time he lasted longer but I still didn't cum although it felt nice I knew there was more because I have had orgasms while masturbating. The third time I explained what a clitoris was and showed him where it was and how to touch it so I would cum. This worked great and we both came regularly. My older sister told me I should suck his dick but he had to eat me. After about a month of fucking I took his penis in my mouth and told him to suck my pussy and use his tongue on my clitoris. I told him not to cum in my mouth but he couldn't help it he apologized but I told him it was ok I actually enjoyed it he told me he loves the taste of my pussy and would always eat me during foreplay we were having a lot of unprotected sex and of course I got pregnant so much that the mohair seat was full of cum stains that leaked from my pussy. Fast for we have been married 50 years! Have 6 kids and still like to fuck! We discovered anal sex in our 40s and love it!

Day Dreaming

My wife has a friend named Kay. She's pretty, kind of the soccer mom type. About 5'7 maybe 36 C tits and a pretty nice ass. She usually doesn't come into my mind but today I was day dreaming and I had this fantasy dream that she was sucking my cock and she asked if we could 69, which is an easy yes. After she bends over and asks if I would play with her pussy, I frig her with my fingers and let her get close to cumming and stop. I take my cock rub it up and down her slit and shove it in and bang the duck out of her. I would love to cum in her mouth, but I would settle to finish in her. I have to let this be a fantasy but it sure would be great if it did happen. I'm definitely going to jerk off thinking about it.

She Went From A Would-be Hooker To My Wife

I'd been widowed for two years when I met Shannon. She and her husband moved in down the block. She was 24, tall, red hair nearly down to her waist, milky skin, high forehead, heart shaped face. But as pretty as her face was, her body made you forget all about it. She had a true hourglass figure, huge boobs, broad hips and a flat stomach, even though she'd had a baby less than a year before. I talked with her now and then, but no more than a neighbor would do.

One day she knocked on my door. Before I could say much, she took a deep breath and said, "Look, I need some money. We're broke, the baby needs diapers, my husband's always drunk and isn't working. I'm desperate."

I said I was truly sorry, but I'm not an ATM machine. Nobody gets something for nothing.

She just looked down, didn't say anything but didn't leave. I don't remember exactly how I said it, but it was something non commital, implying I liked hand jobs, even ones that cost $75. She said she could do that, but nothing else. I said that was fine.

I invited her in and made a little small talk. I guess it was the lonely widower in me. I asked her about her name. You don't see girls named Shannon so much anymore. She said she was named for her aunt.

We sat down side by side on the sofa. I took out my cock and she put her hand around it and started pumping. She wouldn't look at me, kept her head turned to other side. I had to keep telling her to tighten her grip. As soon as I came (all over her hand) she asked where the bathroom was. I told her and she hurried to wash up. She was so turned off and clumsy it was cute in a way. I couldn't help smiling. I told her she didn't deserve a tip, but a I gave her $10 dollars extra anyway.

She was back within two weeks. I wasn't surprised. Same deal, but I told her she needed to up her game and at least act like she enjoyed it. She did. She could be a good actress if she wanted. I gave her the same tip.

This happened a couple more times, then one day she said bills were way past due and she really needed $200 right now just to keep things afloat. I told her I needed a blow job for that. She sighed and said ok but she was in a hurry.

Now, she didn't say anything about a condom and she didn't say don't come in her mouth. She gave me a pretty good blowjob, definitely not the best I've had, but not the worst. When I came I gripped her head, and she swallowed it all. She didn't try to pull away at any time. As soon as she raised her head she gave me hell, telling me I should have let her know when I was going to come. She said she didn't even swallow her husband's come, ever. I said, hey, sorry.

I didn't see her for a few weeks, except for when she'd be out in her yard or whatever. I was actually missing her, and not just the sex. All I wanted in the beginning was to get her hooked on my money and have a good time myself. I couldn't believe I was daydreaming about settling down with a married mother who was 20 years younger than me.

Then one day she shows up at my door. She was crying, said her husband had abandoned her and she and the baby were going to be homeless soon. I told her she could move in. It was a big adjustment having a young woman and a toddler in the house (my first wife and I never had kids). Before long, I was enjoying having a "family," which shocked the hell out of me. And, having Shannon in my bed every night was ecstasy. I helped her file for divorce. Her husband never showed up. We're not sure where he is now. We married when her divorce was final, and I adopted her son.

It's been eight years since I first met her, and we still get along surprisingly well. I've learned to believe her when she tells me she loves me. Of course, I realize she's glad to have a decent father for her son and a stable home. I can't blame her for that. Two years after we married we had a son of our own, and then a daughter. I only wanted to use her at first, I don't deny it, but I'm glad there was more in it for both of us.

The Valet - Wilson

No! It cannot be. I am walking out of the Kroger and who do I see….the valet! I literally do everything I can to dodge him (and his charm) but he sees me! ‘Hi, how are you Abbie?’ Fuck, how did he know my name? Wait, what the hell is his name? What a fucking slut I am!

He helps me to my car and even loads my groceries. He finally says ‘Wilson, Wilson is my name. I had fun the other night. I had hoped you got home safely. It was kind of late.’ Some more small talk and I say ‘well I have to get home’. His response was aggressive and direct: ‘may I please have your phone number?’ It was like someone rung out a sponge inside of my boy short panties. Soaked! Dripping! If he gets my phone number, he will know I want him again. ‘Please Abbie?’ ‘Sure, what is yours - I will call you so you have my number.’ He might as well put my name as wife mom slut because that is what I was. My husband got the fuck of his life that night!

Two days go by and he finally texts me. ‘Hey Abbie, how are you? I hope this is okay to text you.’ I responded with a short and sweet ‘of course!’ He told me he was working the day shift on Saturday and he would love to see me again. I hesitated and started to tell him that I couldn’t, that is until he texted me a pic of his cock. Light brown, semi hard, thick, swollen head, hanging sack. Again, the sponge rings out between my legs and I immediately stop my thought and say ‘what time do you get off?’ ‘Probably 7:00, right after the dinner rush is all parked.’

I am a married woman, with kids…how would I know an excuse to cover up being a slut and a bad person? Lies…so many lies.

I was parked next to him at 7:00 and shortly there after he showed up. I had a long sleeve T shirt hoodie and light blue stretch pants on. No bra and no panties. ‘Did you just come from the gym?’ I said ‘no, this is all easy access!’ It is just about dark and we go the state park down the road. He follows me, we park and he gets in my car. He touches my leg - the contrast of his black hand on my blue pants is stark for sure. He wastes no time and finds my sopping wet pussy. I lean to give him access and he says ‘no, come here’ as he is unbuckling his belt. ‘Abbie, please take it out and stroke it. Your soft hands made me feel so good last time!’ The charm!!! Without much work, out came his brown cock - just like the picture. ‘Do you want me to suck it?’ Yes, the words of a slut in heat! Not even five minutes in my car and I was slurping on his brown cock like I was addicted. He lasted about 5 minutes of me sucking his soul out of him through his cock. He shot rope after rope of cum into my mouth and throat. So much cum…like a naughty whore, I wasted none of it. I think I swallowed every delicious drop.

Without any hesitation, he tells me to pull off one leg of my pants and straddle his cock. The same cock that just filled my belly was now going to enter my pussy. I was not telling him no and he did not bother to ask about a condom. I straddled, lined him up at my lips and literally dropped my hips so he could go balls deep. ‘Oh fuck, of shit, god, fuck me, fuck me Wilson!’

We fucked for 25 minutes like that until he said I need to cum. Like a slut, I jumped off and chomped down on his cock. He held me there until he flooded my stomach for a second time in 30 minutes.

After some pleasantries, we say goodbye and we go our separate ways. When I got home the text on my phone said ‘thank you Abbie! That was so much fun. Have a good night.’

That night was torment for me. My kids and husband were in the pool having a good time when I got home. I feel like I missed something. I am a bad person. I am a slut. I need to stop this!

As I changed out of my soaked stretch pants and into my bathing suit, my pussy felt open. That 20 year old cock (I asked him and he said 20) gaped my mature pussy. Fuck!

The last text I saw from him was ‘I cannot wait until next time!’