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Might get a divorce.

Posted Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous | 4005 views | 227 comments

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  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    Dressing skimpy doesn't hurt anything. If you love your husband I would chill out and do it for him once in a awhile. It would be good for for all of you.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    I just have no idea why my husband wants our son to think about me in that way, and I felt dirty when I wore that robe the last time. I was extremely self conscious

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “I just have no idea why my husband wants our son to think about me in that way, and I felt dirty when I wore that robe the last time. I was extremely self conscious”

    Again, chill out a little bit. Your husband is not the first guy who ever wanted to see his son get hard watching his mom. Take it as a compliment.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    I agree with that.. if you weren't good looking your son would not be watching you so you should be flattered not pissed off

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    How did your son react when he saw you in your robe?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    His eyes got big and he spent most of the time staring at my legs and my cleavage. it was awkward

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    You can be assured your son was up wanking in his bed half the night thinking about you.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “You can be assured your son was up wanking in his bed half the night thinking about you. ”

    That's what I'm afraid of. I don't need my own son thinking about me sexually.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    Don't get me wrong, I'm not a prude. My husband and I have had our share of kinky fun and I've read some pretty erotic stories on here. It's not that I mind dressing skimpy, I just don't want our son to be the one getting turned on by it. That's what I told my husband but he keeps pushing it.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Don't get me wrong, I'm not a prude. My husband and I have had our share of kinky fun and I've read some pretty erotic stories on here. It's not that I mind dressing skimpy, I just don't want our son to be the one getting turned on by it. That's what I told my husband but he keeps pushing it. ”

    Your son is already turned on by you so the sooner you accept it the sooner you will stop freaking out about it and just go with it. It's normal for your son to get turned on by a pretty woman regardless of what you wear.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    You are the mother. You can stop this and send him to his room at any time. With all this control. You can play a little. Make it clear to him. (and your husband) If he touches you the show is over. Then you can flaunt your sexiness at him as much as you want. Tell him that he cannot touch himself while you are in the room. Then try to make him cum in his trousers.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    If this is true which I doubt then I'd divorce the asshole too and tell him to take his pervert son with him.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “If this is true which I doubt then I'd divorce the asshole too and tell him to take his pervert son with him.”

    And you haven't been laid since when? Girl! Get over yourself.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “That's what I'm afraid of. I don't need my own son thinking about me sexually. ”

    It's too late for that... your son is already stroking his cock at night picturing you. Like the others have said just go with it and show as much skin as possible. Your husband is turned on by all of this so he will get aroused and want to fuck you, and your son will go to his room and masterbate.. everyone gets what they want.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    Divorce? If you are that much of a prude, good riddance!

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Divorce? If you are that much of a prude, good riddance!”

    not wanting to turn on your own son is being a prude?? fucking idiot

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    How long ago since you wore the short robe?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    That happened last weekend. I had some wine then got undressed and put my robe on. I stayed that way the whole evening.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “That happened last weekend. I had some wine then got undressed and put my robe on. I stayed that way the whole evening.”

    Did it feel good to be adored? Be honest now. You are lovely. And deserve to be worshiped. You know your husband is OK with you showing off. Let your sexy out to play. I doesn't mean you are going to let him touch you. Just tease him silly.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “That happened last weekend. I had some wine then got undressed and put my robe on. I stayed that way the whole evening.”

    Did it feel good to be adored? Be honest now. You are lovely. And deserve to be worshiped. You know your husband is OK with you showing off. Let your sexy out to play. I doesn't mean you are going to let him touch you. Just tease him silly. What is his age?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    Did your husband say anything when you came out in your robe?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did it feel good to be adored? Be honest now. You are lovely. And deserve to be worshiped. You know your husband is OK with you showing off. Let your sexy out to play. I doesn't mean you are going to let him touch you. Just tease him silly.”

    I'm 37. Yes the attention was nice once I got past the embarrassment. I got too drunk to care about what I was wearing. It was the next morning that I felt so guilty about it.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did your husband say anything when you came out in your robe? ”

    He complimented me and waited until I had a few more glasses of wine before he started to try and get me to let my robe open more.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did it feel good to be adored? Be honest now. You are lovely. And deserve to be worshiped. You know your husband is OK with you showing off. Let your sexy out to play. I doesn't mean you are going to let him touch you. Just tease him silly. What is his age?”

    Yes. She needs to tease him. He will go to his room and jack thinking about her.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “He complimented me and waited until I had a few more glasses of wine before he started to try and get me to let my robe open more. ”

    Did you open it more?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did you open it more?”

    I was already showing thigh up to my hips when I crossed my legs and cleavage almost to my nipples.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “I'm 37. Yes the attention was nice once I got past the embarrassment. I got too drunk to care about what I was wearing. It was the next morning that I felt so guilty about it. ”

    There is nothing to feel guilty about. It would be a waste to never enjoy your sexy. How did your son handle it?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    I hope you realize how sexy you are. We are all getting chubbies reading your responses.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    Did your son drool?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    I hope you will give us an update. How often are you home alone with your son?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did your son drool?”

    Lol son had his eyes glued to me the entire evening. He even sat next to me a couple times. He changed into a pair of sweat pants and had a pillow over his lap. I may have been drunk but I had a fairly good idea what he was doing with his hand under the pillow. He was trying not to be too obvious about it.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    hope it gets better.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “There is nothing to feel guilty about. It would be a waste to never enjoy your sexy. How did your son handle it?”

    I think he handled it pretty good all things considered.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Lol son had his eyes glued to me the entire evening. He even sat next to me a couple times. He changed into a pair of sweat pants and had a pillow over his lap. I may have been drunk but I had a fairly good idea what he was doing with his hand under the pillow. He was trying not to be too obvious about it. ”

    Nice.. Was his hand moving under the pillow?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Nice.. Was his hand moving under the pillow? ”

    Eventually, yes.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    You have shown some bravery in allowing your son and husband to see you in your loose robe. There are many, literally thousands, of families who are naked in their homes. Most and more attend Naturist resorts. There is nothing wrong or sinful about being naked with your family. The Lord God intended for us to be naked always. Talk to your husband about making your family a nudist family. That does not mean a sexual family.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did your husband say anything when you came out in your robe? ”

    My husband also mostly stayed out of the room watching how son was reacting and occasionally filling my wine glass.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “My husband also mostly stayed out of the room watching how son was reacting and occasionally filling my wine glass. ”

    How long did your son watch you?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “How long did your son watch you?”

    After awhile his arm started moving faster under the pillow. Then his face got all red and his eyes glassed over and his body started jerking a little. He was sitting about 3 feet away from me

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    “After awhile his arm started moving faster under the pillow. Then his face got all red and his eyes glassed over and his body started jerking a little. He was sitting about 3 feet away from me”

    Omg he came right there under the pillow I guarantee it.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    Could you smell his cum? Did it turn you on?

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    Honey, don't listen to what are clearly a bunch of dumbass men wanting something to fantasize about. You guys are so pathetic lol But honestly, I'm all for family fun and stuff but if it's really not your thing at all and your husband is pushing you despite the fact you felt dirty about the whole thing from the beginning, then tell his ass to knock it off or youre getting a divorced. It's one thing if your son is at that point in his life where a paperclip can give him a hard on, let alone a hot mom, but its an entirely different thing when your grown man of a husband is encouraging you to further push your son into that way of thinking. Most people would say its sick and ask why you haven't already filed the papers yet... that's why its only these idiots trying to convince you its normal. What your son may be going thru is normal but not what your husband is trying to pressure you into doing.

    If this is really all your husband fetish, makes you feel dirty and you at least have some semblance of a moral compass then hell yeah, woman, put that fool in check. I can't imagine what you have considered if you guys have any daughters and he's into the family love thing.... .....

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    A handjob from you will give him memories for a lifetime.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    If you divorce, who gets custody of your son? If you husband does, do you really want him raised my a man with that kind of fetish? But if you get custody, then you have your son, who obviously wants you, living under your roof and trying to spy on you all the time. And you already know he jerks off thinking of you. You will eventually give in and give your son another show at some point because you really did like the attention. The more you show off the easier it becomes.

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    You are so wonderful to love your son enough to try this with him. I hope you feel your beauty glowing. You son is the luckiest young man on earth

  • Commented Jan 7, 2018 by anonymous

    Have you seen your son's erect penis?

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    As the weekend comes to a close. I hoe you spend your work week giddy with the knowledge of how hot you really are.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “After awhile his arm started moving faster under the pillow. Then his face got all red and his eyes glassed over and his body started jerking a little. He was sitting about 3 feet away from me”

    He couldn't hold back any longer Hun... Don't be embarrassed about that. What was going through your mind at the time?

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “He couldn't hold back any longer Hun... Don't be embarrassed about that. What was going through your mind at the time?”

    Its hard to explain. I was drunk but I still knew what was going on. It's like i was aware of what he was doing but I was trying not to notice and telling myself he really wasn't doing what I knew he was doing. I was sitting cross legged and attempting to watt the tv.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “As the weekend comes to a close. I hoe you spend your work week giddy with the knowledge of how hot you really are.”

    Thanks, I honestly had no idea he would do that

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    That night my husband wanted me to pretend it was son when we had sex. He wanted me to repeat sons name. I was drunk enough to agree to it that one time.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “That night my husband wanted me to pretend it was son when we had sex. He wanted me to repeat sons name. I was drunk enough to agree to it that one time. ”

    How was it?

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “How was it?”

    It was strange. I've never had my son in my thoughts before during sex. I couldn't help it because my husband had me keep repeating that I wanted him to fuck me while saying sons name, and hubby was calling me mom through all of it.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    That's fucking hot.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “It was strange. I've never had my son in my thoughts before during sex. I couldn't help it because my husband had me keep repeating that I wanted him to fuck me while saying sons name, and hubby was calling me mom through all of it. ”

    Did you reach orgasm?

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    leave know before your sick husband gets you to fuck your own son.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did you reach orgasm?”

    Yes.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes. ”

    That os so awesome!

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes. ”

    You son is at school now? I bet he is going crazy trying to not talk about this. If he comes home alone you will know that he was successful.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “It was strange. I've never had my son in my thoughts before during sex. I couldn't help it because my husband had me keep repeating that I wanted him to fuck me while saying sons name, and hubby was calling me mom through all of it. ”

    It is another day now. Try not to drink as much tonight and enjoy the coy innuendo. Soak up all the worship your sexy deserves.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    Are you wishing you could talk it out with your clients and co workers? I know you will feel your sexy swimming just under the surface. Trying to get out.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    How did it go last night?

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    I would just like to get an idea about what your son may get to see. are you shaved, trimmed, or hairy ,,, what size cup do you wear ??? just asking

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    i guess your at odds, while not your idea with a few drinks it felt nice. To be desired and wonderful. Your now thinking strange thoughts. Even when you don't intend to.

    Your husband should never of put you in such a position. No wonder your cranky at him. You will never divorce him.

    What ever you decide, don't do it for him, he will never respect you.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “I would just like to get an idea about what your son may get to see. are you shaved, trimmed, or hairy ,,, what size cup do you wear ??? just asking”

    I'm shaved and I have 34D breasts. I'm not showing anything bad. Last night went alright. I'm not as mad at my husband as I was. He's been giving me more attention and being extra nice to me. I wore my robe for awhile last night before I went to bed and son gave me a few extra hugs before he went to his room.

  • Commented Jan 8, 2018 by anonymous

    “i guess your at odds, while not your idea with a few drinks it felt nice. To be desired and wonderful. Your now thinking strange thoughts. Even when you don't intend to.

    Your husband should never of put you in such a position. No wonder your cranky at him. You will never divorce him.

    What ever you decide, don't do it for him, he will never respect you.

    Thanks. Things seem to getting a little better. Yore right about the thoughts going through my head. I've never had them before and it's really strange. I just feel weird about everything.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    If you are considering divorce, just do it and get it over with. I hesitated because of the kids and things got progressively worse.

    Best to get out now.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    This is not a divorcing event. Your husband wants to push you into having sex with your son. If that is something you want, do it. It it isn't, don't. Flashing your son from time to time is not a big deal. Let him see his mom is a sexy woman, enjoy the attention, make your husband happy; but if you don't give any pussy to your son it won't happen. Problem solved. If your husband is a pain about it, have a private talk with your son and tell him you are not into incest and move on. Don't make this bigger than it is. Unless you actually go through with sleeping with your son, your husband will eventually lose interest and move on to something else.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    May I ask: What continent are you on? It is very late here. I will leave for my day job soon. I am hoping you can give us an insight as to what you see in the future? Are you happy with things as they are? Will you continue to flaunt your sexiness?

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “This is not a divorcing event. Your husband wants to push you into having sex with your son. If that is something you want, do it. It it isn't, don't. Flashing your son from time to time is not a big deal. Let him see his mom is a sexy woman, enjoy the attention, make your husband happy; but if you don't give any pussy to your son it won't happen. Problem solved. If your husband is a pain about it, have a private talk with your son and tell him you are not into incest and move on. Don't make this bigger than it is. Unless you actually go through with sleeping with your son, your husband will eventually lose interest and move on to something else. ”

    I think you're right. I may have been over reacting about the divorce. Things are going better than I thought they would. I'm not saying I'm going to have sex with my son. But I am starting to feel flattered at the attention he is giving me, and my husband is enjoying watching the subtle flirting and how son is reacting

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “May I ask: What continent are you on? It is very late here. I will leave for my day job soon. I am hoping you can give us an insight as to what you see in the future? Are you happy with things as they are? Will you continue to flaunt your sexiness?”

    I'm in the United States.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    As far as what the future holds, I'm really not sure.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    Bull Shit, pure fantasy troll horse shit

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “I think you're right. I may have been over reacting about the divorce. Things are going better than I thought they would. I'm not saying I'm going to have sex with my son. But I am starting to feel flattered at the attention he is giving me, and my husband is enjoying watching the subtle flirting and how son is reacting ”

    Have fun with it as long as you feel comfortable and are enjoying it. Who knows; you might just find yourself the center of attention for two men who love and want you.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    Its a dude idiots.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    I hope you will keep us posted. Tell us what you wore. How your son reacted. Do you have other children? What your husband requests of you. Have you seen your son's erection? Or is he still trying to hide it?

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    trolling for comments, OP is a fat old wanker still living in his mother basement, FUCK OFF TOSSER

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “trolling for comments, OP is a fat old wanker still living in his mother basement, FUCK OFF TOSSER”

    So you live in your mothers mobile home? What is your age? About 35? Yea, you're the winner here!

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “So you live in your mothers mobile home? What is your age? About 35? Yea, you're the winner here!”

    Then you woke up in your mother's old recliner in her dark basement covered in wank stains from night last night when you wrote this tripe.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “Bull Shit, pure fantasy troll horse shit ”

    this

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    FAKE AS FUCK

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    divorce your brain while you are at it hahahahaha

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “I just have no idea why my husband wants our son to think about me in that way, and I felt dirty when I wore that robe the last time. I was extremely self conscious”

    Your son has probably spent long night jerking his cock to the thought of fucking you in the missionary position and shooting his seed in your womb.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “I hope you will keep us posted. Tell us what you wore. How your son reacted. Do you have other children? What your husband requests of you. Have you seen your son's erection? Or is he still trying to hide it?”

    Last night my husband wanted me to wear one of his long button up shirts with nothing under it. I agreed to that. Son spent most of the evening on the sofa sitting next to me with the pillow of his lap again. His leg brushed up against mine a few times but there was no other contact besides some hugs.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “Honey, don't listen to what are clearly a bunch of dumbass men wanting something to fantasize about. You guys are so pathetic lol But honestly, I'm all for family fun and stuff but if it's really not your thing at all and your husband is pushing you despite the fact you felt dirty about the whole thing from the beginning, then tell his ass to knock it off or youre getting a divorced. It's one thing if your son is at that point in his life where a paperclip can give him a hard on, let alone a hot mom, but its an entirely different thing when your grown man of a husband is encouraging you to further push your son into that way of thinking. Most people would say its sick and ask why you haven't already filed the papers yet... that's why its only these idiots trying to convince you its normal. What your son may be going thru is normal but not what your husband is trying to pressure you into doing.

    If this is really all your husband fetish, makes you feel dirty and you at least have some semblance of a moral compass then hell yeah, woman, put that fool in check. I can't imagine what you have considered if you guys have any daughters and he's into the family love thing.... ..... ”

    Well said. This isn’t so much about being disgusted by trying to tantalize your own son but about the pushy ass husband who has no respect for your wishes.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    Before he went to bed he gave me a rather extended and tight hug and I did feel his hard on pressing on me through his shorts.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “Well said. This isn’t so much about being disgusted by trying to tantalize your own son but about the pushy ass husband who has no respect for your wishes. ”

    You do have a point there. I told my husband that flirting or flashing is one thing, but there will not be any sexual activity. He has agreed to that and promised he will not try to push it that far.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “Before he went to bed he gave me a rather extended and tight hug and I did feel his hard on pressing on me through his shorts. ”

    Nice! What was your husband doing?

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “Nice! What was your husband doing?”

    He spent most of the time in the kitchen on his lap top and keeping an eye on what was going on in the living room. We roll played about it again later when we had sex.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “It's too late for that... your son is already stroking his cock at night picturing you. Like the others have said just go with it and show as much skin as possible. Your husband is turned on by all of this so he will get aroused and want to fuck you, and your son will go to his room and masterbate.. everyone gets what they want. ”

    This completely normal,you are clearly a vary attractive woman,might I even say beautiful,your son is 16 and his hormones are in overdrive now,and his cock will get hard when a stiff wind blows,you need to cut the kid some slack and you husband as well but for sure put the fear of god into him so he backs off with the dressing skimpy thing,but you can play this game too,maybe but the shoe on the other foot and see just how bad you can get your husband worked up,BUT DON'T GIVE HIM ANY,just let him simmer on a low heat and see how his attitude changes,and don't forget about your son,work that to your advantage as well,be more affectionate with him,tell him you love him,give him hugs and motherly kisses,little things like that,you don't want him to think that you resent him or hate him,he is only a victim of his own body,he is just doing what comes naturally to a son who has a sexy beautiful mother,its not his fault and he needs an outlet for what clearly is a huge frustration,so be his mother and help him understand all that is going on with his young body,just remember you where at the same point in your life once upon a time...................Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “This completely normal,you are clearly a vary attractive woman,might I even say beautiful,your son is 16 and his hormones are in overdrive now,and his cock will get hard when a stiff wind blows,you need to cut the kid some slack and you husband as well but for sure put the fear of god into him so he backs off with the dressing skimpy thing,but you can play this game too,maybe but the shoe on the other foot and see just how bad you can get your husband worked up,BUT DON'T GIVE HIM ANY,just let him simmer on a low heat and see how his attitude changes,and don't forget about your son,work that to your advantage as well,be more affectionate with him,tell him you love him,give him hugs and motherly kisses,little things like that,you don't want him to think that you resent him or hate him,he is only a victim of his own body,he is just doing what comes naturally to a son who has a sexy beautiful mother,its not his fault and he needs an outlet for what clearly is a huge frustration,so be his mother and help him understand all that is going on with his young body,just remember you where at the same point in your life once upon a time...................Fraser.”

    God damn auto-correct..................F.

  • Commented Jan 9, 2018 by anonymous

    “You do have a point there. I told my husband that flirting or flashing is one thing, but there will not be any sexual activity. He has agreed to that and promised he will not try to push it that far. ”

    But the question I would ask you is what do you think if something were to develop between you and your son?,and do you and just your son spend time at home? say when your husband is working or out with his buddies playing golf or some other male bonding activity,and has your son 'changed' in anyway that you have noticed? is he appear to be 'more' out of his shell so to speak? does he want to be around you all the time and have you thought to have a look at your soiled panties in the hamper and see if they look like he may be enjoying them,as in have you found dry semen in the gusset? and are you continuing to dress in less clothes for when it IS just the two of you at home? and now with this new form of play are you considering expanding your wardrobe to include pieces that you can use to 'show' your son,like thongs and other lacy wear to stimulate his mind and imagination that could be worn with something as simple as a longish T-shirt or maybe even a thigh length satin robe? the boy clearly loves your legs and i'm sure your toes are adorned with a bright red polish as well....................Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes. ”

    Was it more intense then when you orgasm? or was incredibly intense? like mind blowing intense?.................Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “Was it more intense then when you orgasm? or was incredibly intense? like mind blowing intense?.................Fraser.”

    Yes, I will admit it was an extremely intense orgasm. I just let my mind go and got into the roll play.

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “Before he went to bed he gave me a rather extended and tight hug and I did feel his hard on pressing on me through his shorts. ”

    How long did the hug last?

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “How long did the hug last?”

    A few minutes. I walked over to the linen closet to get a towel and he came up to me and said he was really glad I was his mom and he hugged me and held onto me for a few minutes. His hands went up and down my back and down to my hips. I wasn't wearing any underwear so he felt my bare hips, but no farther

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “This completely normal,you are clearly a vary attractive woman,might I even say beautiful,your son is 16 and his hormones are in overdrive now,and his cock will get hard when a stiff wind blows,you need to cut the kid some slack and you husband as well but for sure put the fear of god into him so he backs off with the dressing skimpy thing,but you can play this game too,maybe but the shoe on the other foot and see just how bad you can get your husband worked up,BUT DON'T GIVE HIM ANY,just let him simmer on a low heat and see how his attitude changes,and don't forget about your son,work that to your advantage as well,be more affectionate with him,tell him you love him,give him hugs and motherly kisses,little things like that,you don't want him to think that you resent him or hate him,he is only a victim of his own body,he is just doing what comes naturally to a son who has a sexy beautiful mother,its not his fault and he needs an outlet for what clearly is a huge frustration,so be his mother and help him understand all that is going on with his young body,just remember you where at the same point in your life once upon a time...................Fraser.”

    That makes sense. My husband has settled down some.

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “A few minutes. I walked over to the linen closet to get a towel and he came up to me and said he was really glad I was his mom and he hugged me and held onto me for a few minutes. His hands went up and down my back and down to my hips. I wasn't wearing any underwear so he felt my bare hips, but no farther ”

    Feeling your hips was more than enough.. and the fact that he was also pressing his stiff dick on you gauranteed he was stroking his cock half the night thinking about fucking you.

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes, I will admit it was an extremely intense orgasm. I just let my mind go and got into the roll play. ”

    Did your husband pretend he was your son again while he fucked you?

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did your husband pretend he was your son again while he fucked you?”

    Yes, and he wanted me to call him by our sons name.

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes, and he wanted me to call him by our sons name. ”

    Nice!!

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    What's going on tonight?

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “Feeling your hips was more than enough.. and the fact that he was also pressing his stiff dick on you gauranteed he was stroking his cock half the night thinking about fucking you. ”

    He couldn't hide his erection very well. I returned his hug though.

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  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    The week end is coming. Do you have any special plans to tease your son? Maybe something shear?

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “He couldn't hide his erection very well. I returned his hug though. ”

    You need to be sure that when he does hug you that you draw him in and in no way give him the feeling that you are pulling away from him now,he is at a point that he needs to feel your love is as strong as it ever was or will be,i know your thinking he lusts after you but remember what I said,his hormones are on fire and the fact that he is sexually attracted to you is just a kind of bonus for him,he can watch all the porn he wants but it pales in comparison to a beautiful sexy woman close at hand that he can actually touch and hold,and speaking of holding,when he hugged you did he make an intentional attempt to push his erection into you as you hugged him back,does he appear to have a large member on him and how did it make you feel to know your son's hard penis was pressing into you?....and if I may take a step back to porn,have you thought to have a look at his computer to see what he is watching? does he watch porn and if so is looking at clips depicting a mother/son scenario were the mother looks a lot like you?...........Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “The week end is coming. Do you have any special plans to tease your son? Maybe something shear?”

    I'm not sure about the weekend yet. Last night my husband wanted me to leave the door partially cracked while I took a bubble bath, so I did that. I made sure the bubbles covered most of me. Hubby said he saw son walking by and looking in.

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “You need to be sure that when he does hug you that you draw him in and in no way give him the feeling that you are pulling away from him now,he is at a point that he needs to feel your love is as strong as it ever was or will be,i know your thinking he lusts after you but remember what I said,his hormones are on fire and the fact that he is sexually attracted to you is just a kind of bonus for him,he can watch all the porn he wants but it pales in comparison to a beautiful sexy woman close at hand that he can actually touch and hold,and speaking of holding,when he hugged you did he make an intentional attempt to push his erection into you as you hugged him back,does he appear to have a large member on him and how did it make you feel to know your son's hard penis was pressing into you?....and if I may take a step back to porn,have you thought to have a look at his computer to see what he is watching? does he watch porn and if so is looking at clips depicting a mother/son scenario were the mother looks a lot like you?...........Fraser.”

    I did draw son in when he hugged me last night after my bath. I was wrapped in my towel. He held on to me for awhile again. I have not done anything different when he presses his erection on me. I haven't looked at his computer yet

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “I'm not sure about the weekend yet. Last night my husband wanted me to leave the door partially cracked while I took a bubble bath, so I did that. I made sure the bubbles covered most of me. Hubby said he saw son walking by and looking in.”

    How did that make you feel to know that your son was peeking in at you? are you now starting to find your mind drifting of and realizing your actually becoming aroused by his extra attentions,and then replaying your role play with your husband but flashing on your son more then your husband,and after the hug have you determined that your son is better equipped then your husband.Have you given any thought continuing to tease your son when your husband is not home,just to see if your son reacts differently knowing it is just the two of you?...................Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 10, 2018 by anonymous

    “How did that make you feel to know that your son was peeking in at you? are you now starting to find your mind drifting of and realizing your actually becoming aroused by his extra attentions,and then replaying your role play with your husband but flashing on your son more then your husband,and after the hug have you determined that your son is better equipped then your husband.Have you given any thought continuing to tease your son when your husband is not home,just to see if your son reacts differently knowing it is just the two of you?...................Fraser.”

    I've been feeling a lot different about things. It's hard to explain. I do suspect son is bigger than my husband from the feel when he presses up on me during the hugs. This morning after my husband went to work son was showing more attention before he left for school. I stayed in my robe after hubby left. Son was just in his boxers when he hugged me, and the hug was more tighter than it has been in the past. There was no mistaking his erection. I hugged him back and gave him a light motherly kiss. I could feel his penis twitch when I did that. Again, I have no intentions of doing anything sexual with him, but I'm finding that I am starting to enjoy the attention and the roll play with my husband at night.

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  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “I've been feeling a lot different about things. It's hard to explain. I do suspect son is bigger than my husband from the feel when he presses up on me during the hugs. This morning after my husband went to work son was showing more attention before he left for school. I stayed in my robe after hubby left. Son was just in his boxers when he hugged me, and the hug was more tighter than it has been in the past. There was no mistaking his erection. I hugged him back and gave him a light motherly kiss. I could feel his penis twitch when I did that. Again, I have no intentions of doing anything sexual with him, but I'm finding that I am starting to enjoy the attention and the roll play with my husband at night. ”

    How much did he see when you were in the bathtub?

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  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “How much did he see when you were in the bathtub?”

    A lot of cleavage, and my thighs when I was shaving my legs. The bubbles covered most of me.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    I think you can easily show more without escalating it into sex.. Maybe wear a shear nighty or leave the door open when you get your shower and let him see you stepping out and grabbing a towel... It's perfectly innocent and he will get a view of your sexy naked body.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “I think you can easily show more without escalating it into sex.. Maybe wear a shear nighty or leave the door open when you get your shower and let him see you stepping out and grabbing a towel... It's perfectly innocent and he will get a view of your sexy naked body. ”

    That may be a possibility at some point. I'm just in my robe this evening. Son gave me a huge hug when he came home from school then went to his room. He's watching me and trying to do his homework in the kitchen at the same time lol.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “I think you can easily show more without escalating it into sex.. Maybe wear a shear nighty or leave the door open when you get your shower and let him see you stepping out and grabbing a towel... It's perfectly innocent and he will get a view of your sexy naked body. ”

    i agree with this she should be showing more

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “i agree with this she should be showing more ”

    Any new developments? How short is your robe?

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Any new developments? How short is your robe?”

    My robe is mid thigh in length. My husband wants me to loosen it up and go into the kitchen and bend over sons homework so he can get a full view down my robe, but I'm not sure that's such a good idea.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “My robe is mid thigh in length. My husband wants me to loosen it up and go into the kitchen and bend over sons homework so he can get a full view down my robe, but I'm not sure that's such a good idea. ”

    Omg girl go for it! That would be the perfect way to let your son see those 34dd tits and it's totally harmless!

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Omg girl go for it! That would be the perfect way to let your son see those 34dd tits and it's totally harmless!”

    Lol you have a point there. Maybe I will do it once without loosening up my robe. He should still get some view anyway.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    Well, I had a glass of wine and gave in and did what my husband suggested. Sons eyes went imedietly down my robe. I felt very self conscious, but flattered at the same time. It's confusing.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Well, I had a glass of wine and gave in and did what my husband suggested. Sons eyes went imedietly down my robe. I felt very self conscious, but flattered at the same time. It's confusing. ”

    The confusion is understandable .. You are realizing that you are enjoying getting your own son turned on. You're flattered because you know he is stroking his cock while envisioning fucking you, and you are role playing it with your husband. This is all new to you so just take it slow and enjoy it!

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Well, I had a glass of wine and gave in and did what my husband suggested. Sons eyes went imedietly down my robe. I felt very self conscious, but flattered at the same time. It's confusing. ”

    Did you loosen up your robe so he could get a full view?

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    Mods in the comments.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did you loosen up your robe so he could get a full view? ”

    After I got the courage up to do it, yes. He got a full view.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    If anyone wants a site where the mods are decent human beings and won't tell you what you can and can't say, visit Secretsanon (dot) com
    All they do is bleep some of the swears, but not all. You can say WHATEVER you want. lol If the mods don't like people mentioning better sites, maybe they should strive to do the same.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “After I got the courage up to do it, yes. He got a full view. ”

    Nice! I have no doubt he's going to be wanking all night thinking about those gorgeous tits.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “The confusion is understandable .. You are realizing that you are enjoying getting your own son turned on. You're flattered because you know he is stroking his cock while envisioning fucking you, and you are role playing it with your husband. This is all new to you so just take it slow and enjoy it! ”

    Thank you, I'm trying to adjust to all this. I'm not hating it as much as I thought I would.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    It's sounds like your starting to get aroused. Just relax and go with it. It's obvious both you and your husband are enjoying everything. You are even role playing having sex with your own son, and by your own admission you are having mind blowing orgasms.

    Keep on doing what your doing. Keep giving your son tight hugs. Keep showing as much skin as you're comfortable with and Keep letting him press his hard cock on you. He is fantasizing about you, and you and your husband are playing out your fantasies about him. It's not hurting anyone.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “It's sounds like your starting to get aroused. Just relax and go with it. It's obvious both you and your husband are enjoying everything. You are even role playing having sex with your own son, and by your own admission you are having mind blowing orgasms.

    Keep on doing what your doing. Keep giving your son tight hugs. Keep showing as much skin as you're comfortable with and Keep letting him press his hard cock on you. He is fantasizing about you, and you and your husband are playing out your fantasies about him. It's not hurting anyone. ”

    Yes is hurting someone, their son. This is pure torture to the young man. He is going nuts with his thoughts and not being able to get real satisfaction. Keep going mom and let him see the real you head to toe. Also there isn't anything wrong with mother/son sex. Stay in control but eventually do what everyone wants; have sex with all three of you.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    This must have your son tantalized. Has he a girlfriend? Or is he satisfied with the show at home for now? It would be interesting if he has an outlet to vent his frustration with.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    Just go nude at home and take care of your son’s hard cock with your wet pussy.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “This must have your son tantalized. Has he a girlfriend? Or is he satisfied with the show at home for now? It would be interesting if he has an outlet to vent his frustration with.”

    He seems to be doing alright with everything. Last night at my husbands suggestion, he left the room and I "accidentally" let my robe open when I reached for my wine glass and did I not close it. Son got a full view of me naked for a couple minutes before it acted surprised and closed my robe.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “The confusion is understandable .. You are realizing that you are enjoying getting your own son turned on. You're flattered because you know he is stroking his cock while envisioning fucking you, and you are role playing it with your husband. This is all new to you so just take it slow and enjoy it! ”

    Thanks, I admit I did enjoy what I did last night and hubby and I had great sex. I actually had a multiple orgasm. That hasn't happened in a long time.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “He seems to be doing alright with everything. Last night at my husbands suggestion, he left the room and I "accidentally" let my robe open when I reached for my wine glass and did I not close it. Son got a full view of me naked for a couple minutes before it acted surprised and closed my robe. ”

    How did your son react?

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “How did your son react? ”

    His eyes got a huge as saucers and he just stared. Before he went to his room he gave me the longest hug yet. I returned his hug and again I could feel his erection pressing on me through his gym shorts. I'm not sure if I pushed the boundary too far, but I gave him a few small kisses on the lips and told him I loved him. He was shaking like a leaf but he returned the kisses.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “His eyes got a huge as saucers and he just stared. Before he went to his room he gave me the longest hug yet. I returned his hug and again I could feel his erection pressing on me through his gym shorts. I'm not sure if I pushed the boundary too far, but I gave him a few small kisses on the lips and told him I loved him. He was shaking like a leaf but he returned the kisses. ”

    Hun, I think there is more to this than you are saying. How long did the hugging and kissing last?

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Hun, I think there is more to this than you are saying. How long did the hugging and kissing last?”

    About 5 minutes. I wasn't drunk, just a little tipsy.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “About 5 minutes. I wasn't drunk, just a little tipsy. ”

    We're you standing or sitting when this happened?

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “We're you standing or sitting when this happened? ”

    We were standing by sons room. Hubby told me later that he had the door to our bedroom cracked open and watched everything. He said it was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “His eyes got a huge as saucers and he just stared. Before he went to his room he gave me the longest hug yet. I returned his hug and again I could feel his erection pressing on me through his gym shorts. I'm not sure if I pushed the boundary too far, but I gave him a few small kisses on the lips and told him I loved him. He was shaking like a leaf but he returned the kisses. ”

    Be honest.. Were they more than just motherly kisses?

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Be honest.. Were they more than just motherly kisses? ”

    Maybe a little more than just motherly, but there was no French kissing and it only lasted about 5 minutes or so.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    Was your robe open when this happened?

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Was your robe open when this happened? ”

    It wasn't tied but I I had it pulled closed.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “It wasn't tied but I I had it pulled closed. ”

    Ok Hun. Now we are getting closer to the truth.. You were hugging and kissing your son in nothing but a skimpy robe that was not tied..

    We both know that you can't hug and kiss for that long without an untied robe opening eventually. I suspect it was more of a make out session and you were probably leaning against the doorway and your son was shirtless and hard as a rock pressing up to your naked body.

    You said he was shaking like a leaf but he was kissing you back. You were tipsy and had a young stud kissing you on the lips (probably on your neck as well) and you were turned on with a throbbing cock pressing on you with nothing In between his cock and your pussy but a thin piece of material.

    We also know There is no way a 16 year old boy will not let his hands wander on a sexy naked body in a tight hug. Admit the truth. Your son felt you up, and there was more than just a few kisses and a hug that went on last night. No wonder your husband was so turned on by what he was seeing... You were within a hairs breath of fucking your son and he was watching his ultimate fantasy almost happen.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Ok Hun. Now we are getting closer to the truth.. You were hugging and kissing your son in nothing but a skimpy robe that was not tied..

    We both know that you can't hug and kiss for that long without an untied robe opening eventually. I suspect it was more of a make out session and you were probably leaning against the doorway and your son was shirtless and hard as a rock pressing up to your naked body.

    You said he was shaking like a leaf but he was kissing you back. You were tipsy and had a young stud kissing you on the lips (probably on your neck as well) and you were turned on with a throbbing cock pressing on you with nothing In between his cock and your pussy but a thin piece of material.

    We also know There is no way a 16 year old boy will not let his hands wander on a sexy naked body in a tight hug. Admit the truth. Your son felt you up, and there was more than just a few kisses and a hug that went on last night. No wonder your husband was so turned on by what he was seeing... You were within a hairs breath of fucking your son and he was watching his ultimate fantasy almost happen. ”

    Alright, there was a bit more than just the hug and a couple kisses. I kinda got caught up in the moment. Yes, my robe did open and a few things happened but I did not have sex with him.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

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  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Ok Hun. Now we are getting closer to the truth.. You were hugging and kissing your son in nothing but a skimpy robe that was not tied..

    We both know that you can't hug and kiss for that long without an untied robe opening eventually. I suspect it was more of a make out session and you were probably leaning against the doorway and your son was shirtless and hard as a rock pressing up to your naked body.

    You said he was shaking like a leaf but he was kissing you back. You were tipsy and had a young stud kissing you on the lips (probably on your neck as well) and you were turned on with a throbbing cock pressing on you with nothing In between his cock and your pussy but a thin piece of material.

    We also know There is no way a 16 year old boy will not let his hands wander on a sexy naked body in a tight hug. Admit the truth. Your son felt you up, and there was more than just a few kisses and a hug that went on last night. No wonder your husband was so turned on by what he was seeing... You were within a hairs breath of fucking your son and he was watching his ultimate fantasy almost happen. ”

    I agree with this. She needs to be honest with herself and accept what's really going on here.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Alright, there was a bit more than just the hug and a couple kisses. I kinda got caught up in the moment. Yes, my robe did open and a few things happened but I did not have sex with him. ”

    Please define "a bit more"

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Please define "a bit more"”

    Ok, you're right, It was more like making out. My robe did open and sons hands did wander. He kissed my neck and I leaned my head back and let him. His hands got to my breasts and I didn't push them away. His mouth got to them and I didn't stop that either. He was moving his hips up and down on me and I moved my hips with his.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Ok, you're right, It was more like making out. My robe did open and sons hands did wander. He kissed my neck and I leaned my head back and let him. His hands got to my breasts and I didn't push them away. His mouth got to them and I didn't stop that either. He was moving his hips up and down on me and I moved my hips with his. ”

    Just relax Hun.. You can say anything you want to on this site.. I know it didn't stop there so you may as well spill all of it.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “He seems to be doing alright with everything. Last night at my husbands suggestion, he left the room and I "accidentally" let my robe open when I reached for my wine glass and did I not close it. Son got a full view of me naked for a couple minutes before it acted surprised and closed my robe. ”

    You have said before that your son loves to look at your legs,are you a tall lady with long legs or do you just have really great legs? in fact how tall are you?....Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Alright, there was a bit more than just the hug and a couple kisses. I kinda got caught up in the moment. Yes, my robe did open and a few things happened but I did not have sex with him. ”

    Well in the interest of this tread,what did happen between you and your son,did he slip a hand inside your rode and feel your naked flesh,perhaps his hand timidly ventured to your wet sex for a tender touch,in his mind the undiscovered country,soo far away yet soo vary close,and the soft feel of your lips touching his......Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “You have said before that your son loves to look at your legs,are you a tall lady with long legs or do you just have really great legs? in fact how tall are you?....Fraser.”

    I'm 5'3" I've gotten compliments on my legs and my husband loves them

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Ok, you're right, It was more like making out. My robe did open and sons hands did wander. He kissed my neck and I leaned my head back and let him. His hands got to my breasts and I didn't push them away. His mouth got to them and I didn't stop that either. He was moving his hips up and down on me and I moved my hips with his. ”

    How did it make you feel to let and have your son once again suckling at your erect nipples or did he skirt around them,a little unsure as to what to do,and did you find your pussy getting flooded with your juices while the idea of what was happening with you and your son and him humming you,and you reciprocating.............Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “How did it make you feel to let and have your son once again suckling at your erect nipples or did he skirt around them,a little unsure as to what to do,and did you find your pussy getting flooded with your juices while the idea of what was happening with you and your son and him humming you,and you reciprocating.............Fraser.”

    Fraser, it was the most erotic and intense experience of my life. Things got so carried away. I lost control and crossed boundaries I never intended to cross. The light kisses turned to passionate ones and I allowed it to go too far. I knew my robe was opening but I didn't try to close it. Sons hands were all over me and his kissing my lips went to neck and then down to my breasts. That voice in my head was screaming for me to stop but I ignored it and kept on going.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Just relax Hun.. You can say anything you want to on this site.. I know it didn't stop there so you may as well spill all of it. ”

    He had an orgasm.

  • Commented Jan 11, 2018 by anonymous

    “Fraser, it was the most erotic and intense experience of my life. Things got so carried away. I lost control and crossed boundaries I never intended to cross. The light kisses turned to passionate ones and I allowed it to go too far. I knew my robe was opening but I didn't try to close it. Sons hands were all over me and his kissing my lips went to neck and then down to my breasts. That voice in my head was screaming for me to stop but I ignored it and kept on going. ”

    Did you feel an overwhelming and intense urge to run your hand down inside your sons shorts and rap your fingers around his boyhood,feeling it pulse with every beat of his young heart,to feel the copious flow of precum oozing from the opening of his penis,to you that you are fuel that is firing his young lust,to know that your own flesh and blood wants you with a burning desire unlike anything you have ever incountered,to feel him deep back inside your body from where his life began 16 years ago..............Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did you feel an overwhelming and intense urge to run your hand down inside your sons shorts and rap your fingers around his boyhood,feeling it pulse with every beat of his young heart,to feel the copious flow of precum oozing from the opening of his penis,to you that you are fuel that is firing his young lust,to know that your own flesh and blood wants you with a burning desire unlike anything you have ever incountered,to feel him deep back inside your body from where his life began 16 years ago..............Fraser.”

    He was pressing his erection on me and moving back and forth, and I had an overpowering urge to just feel it. I put my hand inside his shorts and felt it. A dark and powerfull feeling swept over me that I couldn't control or stop. I sank down to my knees and pulled him into my mouth. It sucked him less than a minute and he started cuming. I'm ashamed of what happened. I was weak and I never should have started it in the first place, but I can't take it back.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    My thinking was really twisted. All that was gong through my head was he's already felt me up and sucked on my breasts and I'm already practically naked so I might as well go a little farther just this one time, and I kept telling myself that this is what my husband wants. I know I just used that as an excuse to do it. Deep down I know that I could have stopped it before I got past the point of no return.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “He was pressing his erection on me and moving back and forth, and I had an overpowering urge to just feel it. I put my hand inside his shorts and felt it. A dark and powerfull feeling swept over me that I couldn't control or stop. I sank down to my knees and pulled him into my mouth. It sucked him less than a minute and he started cuming. I'm ashamed of what happened. I was weak and I never should have started it in the first place, but I can't take it back. ”

    You do realize now fair Rebecca that you have crossed a bridge and set it ablaze,there is no going back,you have taken your son's phallus into your mouth and have drank from the tap that is of your own making,you and your son are set upon a path, you know deep down where it will lead in time,but not soo ashamed that you don't secretly know that when you have the chance to savor the feeling of his boyhood in your wonton mouth again,to feel the heat of it,the softness of it on your hungry tongue,the burning desire for him to cum in another orgasm,with you drinking down his molten love for you,that you will do it again and savor every inch of him slipping in past your parted lips,your pussy on fire with the knowledge that some day he will be sliding his erect penis back into you.A did your husband see the interaction between you and your son,and if not did you tell him,and how did he react knowing his wife,the mother of his son just gave a blowjob to his son....Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    Doesn't this sound familiar to anyone?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “You do realize now fair Rebecca that you have crossed a bridge and set it ablaze,there is no going back,you have taken your son's phallus into your mouth and have drank from the tap that is of your own making,you and your son are set upon a path, you know deep down where it will lead in time,but not soo ashamed that you don't secretly know that when you have the chance to savor the feeling of his boyhood in your wonton mouth again,to feel the heat of it,the softness of it on your hungry tongue,the burning desire for him to cum in another orgasm,with you drinking down his molten love for you,that you will do it again and savor every inch of him slipping in past your parted lips,your pussy on fire with the knowledge that some day he will be sliding his erect penis back into you.A did your husband see the interaction between you and your son,and if not did you tell him,and how did he react knowing his wife,the mother of his son just gave a blowjob to his son....Fraser.”

    Yes, my husband watched the whole thing through the cracked door of our bedroom. He went wild on me when I came in to go to bed. I keep telling myself that Nothing will ever happen again between my son and I, but my husband bought me a new skimpier robe today and I'm wearing it. He has been encouraging me to give son more hugs and little kisses. Son is showing me more attention and he's only in his gym shorts again. I'm already starting to feel weak, and I can't get the thought of last night out of my head.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes, my husband watched the whole thing through the cracked door of our bedroom. He went wild on me when I came in to go to bed. I keep telling myself that Nothing will ever happen again between my son and I, but my husband bought me a new skimpier robe today and I'm wearing it. He has been encouraging me to give son more hugs and little kisses. Son is showing me more attention and he's only in his gym shorts again. I'm already starting to feel weak, and I can't get the thought of last night out of my head. ”

    Hun, the other poster is right.. You have crossed a line and there is no turning back. I think you know in your heart of hearts that eventually you are going to fuck your son... There is no way to stop that now, so you may as well accept it.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes, my husband watched the whole thing through the cracked door of our bedroom. He went wild on me when I came in to go to bed. I keep telling myself that Nothing will ever happen again between my son and I, but my husband bought me a new skimpier robe today and I'm wearing it. He has been encouraging me to give son more hugs and little kisses. Son is showing me more attention and he's only in his gym shorts again. I'm already starting to feel weak, and I can't get the thought of last night out of my head. ”

    You've come so far. Tonight is the night that you make your son a man. Give in to the thoughts filling your head and let him have your body. Then invite your husband to join in.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “You've come so far. Tonight is the night that you make your son a man. Give in to the thoughts filling your head and let him have your body. Then invite your husband to join in.”

    I'm not sure. My husband wants to say he has to go to the office later and then go around the side of the house and watch from the window, he wants me to kiss son like I did last night except this time on the sofa. He said he's not pushing me to have sex with son, he just wants to see me making out with him again, and then later after son goes to bed we can have great sex roll playing again.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “I'm not sure. My husband wants to say he has to go to the office later and then go around the side of the house and watch from the window, he wants me to kiss son like I did last night except this time on the sofa. He said he's not pushing me to have sex with son, he just wants to see me making out with him again, and then later after son goes to bed we can have great sex roll playing again. ”

    That's a dangerous game considering what happened last night. Are you sure you want to take that risk?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “I'm not sure. My husband wants to say he has to go to the office later and then go around the side of the house and watch from the window, he wants me to kiss son like I did last night except this time on the sofa. He said he's not pushing me to have sex with son, he just wants to see me making out with him again, and then later after son goes to bed we can have great sex roll playing again. ”

    Go for it! At this point you got nothin to lose!

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “I'm not sure. My husband wants to say he has to go to the office later and then go around the side of the house and watch from the window, he wants me to kiss son like I did last night except this time on the sofa. He said he's not pushing me to have sex with son, he just wants to see me making out with him again, and then later after son goes to bed we can have great sex roll playing again. ”

    I have 2 questions for you. 1, are you naked under your robe and 2, have you already agreed to do this?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “I have 2 questions for you. 1, are you naked under your robe and 2, have you already agreed to do this?”

    Yes to both.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    Why the games? Just go nude and fuck! It's literally what will eventually happen anyways! Let your husband fuck your mouth while your son fucks your pussy.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes to both. ”

    You realize Rebecca after last night it is just a matter of a few kisses and the heat that is inside you and your son that when your husband leaves your son will be next to you and it will lead to the two of you in a hot sweaty embrace with your son's hard penis buried deep inside your boiling wet pussy,all of what has come before this will now be the driving force behind every thrust as his boyhood pistons in and out of your motherly pussy,every time his balls slap against your anus and you feel the pulsing of his hardness you will know that in the end he has gotten what he wants,YOU, and you as his mother,his creator have allowed him back inside from where he once came from,you will be lost in a lust of crazy actions when you feel his cock swell and the shoot forth his flaming hot cum deep inside you,you will crave it,you will be a woman possessed,consumed with the raw passion between you and your son,you will forever want him in all your openings not just your mouth and pussy,even your ass will beg to feel the throb of his cock and feeling of his hot boy cum scalding your ass..................Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Why the games? Just go nude and fuck! It's literally what will eventually happen anyways! Let your husband fuck your mouth while your son fucks your pussy.”

    It is far more then JUST a fuck,this is a dance of passion between a mother crossing a social line into a realm of the unspeakable behavior,something that is not to happen within the confines of a family home,a son all consumed by the raw beauty and sexual power of the one thing he cannot and should not have because of an arkaik idea,outmoded long before today bet seen as socially immoral.........Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “You realize Rebecca after last night it is just a matter of a few kisses and the heat that is inside you and your son that when your husband leaves your son will be next to you and it will lead to the two of you in a hot sweaty embrace with your son's hard penis buried deep inside your boiling wet pussy,all of what has come before this will now be the driving force behind every thrust as his boyhood pistons in and out of your motherly pussy,every time his balls slap against your anus and you feel the pulsing of his hardness you will know that in the end he has gotten what he wants,YOU, and you as his mother,his creator have allowed him back inside from where he once came from,you will be lost in a lust of crazy actions when you feel his cock swell and the shoot forth his flaming hot cum deep inside you,you will crave it,you will be a woman possessed,consumed with the raw passion between you and your son,you will forever want him in all your openings not just your mouth and pussy,even your ass will beg to feel the throb of his cock and feeling of his hot boy cum scalding your ass..................Fraser.”

    I'm not sure why you're calling me Rebecca but I'm not planning on fucking him. My husbands plan is to watch the making out from the window, I am supposed to wave him back in as a signal that it's getting too intense and I'm almost to the point of no return and then he will jingle his keys in the door which will give son time to stop and go to his room.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    Your son will rape you out of frustration at this rate. He and his dad are setting you up.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    I say you should just put the blinders on and do it.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “I'm not sure why you're calling me Rebecca but I'm not planning on fucking him. My husbands plan is to watch the making out from the window, I am supposed to wave him back in as a signal that it's getting too intense and I'm almost to the point of no return and then he will jingle his keys in the door which will give son time to stop and go to his room. ”

    Sweetie, your husband is not going back in the house when you wave him in. He is going to continue to watch. He will see the panic on your face when you get to the point of no return, then he will start stroking his cock as he watches you slowly lose your resolve and give in to your son and your son. He will continue to watch as your son penetrates your pussy with his cock for the first time, and he will see the look of both confusion and lust on your face as you lose your last bit of self control and succumb to your animal instincts and forbidden desires. He will stroke himself to orgasm as he watches his son fuck his own mother and ejaculate his cum deep inside you.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Sweetie, your husband is not going back in the house when you wave him in. He is going to continue to watch. He will see the panic on your face when you get to the point of no return, then he will start stroking his cock as he watches you slowly lose your resolve and give in to your son and your son. He will continue to watch as your son penetrates your pussy with his cock for the first time, and he will see the look of both confusion and lust on your face as you lose your last bit of self control and succumb to your animal instincts and forbidden desires. He will stroke himself to orgasm as he watches his son fuck his own mother and ejaculate his cum deep inside you. ”

    Oh hell yes.. That's Exactly what's gonna happen. She won't find out till it's too late to stop it.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “I'm not sure why you're calling me Rebecca but I'm not planning on fucking him. My husbands plan is to watch the making out from the window, I am supposed to wave him back in as a signal that it's getting too intense and I'm almost to the point of no return and then he will jingle his keys in the door which will give son time to stop and go to his room. ”

    Be sure to let us know how that works out. One you feel your son touching your skin, once you feel his hardness grinding into you the passion inside you will boil over.

    Let us know how it goes

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Be sure to let us know how that works out. One you feel your son touching your skin, once you feel his hardness grinding into you the passion inside you will boil over.

    Let us know how it goes”

    Right now I'm doing alright. I got a shower and I'm in my new robe. I've had a glass of wine to calm my nerves. Son has been watching me and I've been giving him hugs and a few kisses as my husband suggested.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Right now I'm doing alright. I got a shower and I'm in my new robe. I've had a glass of wine to calm my nerves. Son has been watching me and I've been giving him hugs and a few kisses as my husband suggested. ”

    Does son know you and him are going to be alone in awhile?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “I'm not sure why you're calling me Rebecca but I'm not planning on fucking him. My husbands plan is to watch the making out from the window, I am supposed to wave him back in as a signal that it's getting too intense and I'm almost to the point of no return and then he will jingle his keys in the door which will give son time to stop and go to his room. ”

    It is just a randomly picked name to use while I chat back and forth here with you,unles you would like to share your real first,and first only name so we all can identify with you on a deeper level...........Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “It is just a randomly picked name to use while I chat back and forth here with you,unles you would like to share your real first,and first only name so we all can identify with you on a deeper level...........Fraser.”

    My first name is Sharon

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Does son know you and him are going to be alone in awhile?”

    Yes, hubby announced that he had to go the office in a little while to meet up with a client and should be gone for at least an hour.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes, hubby announced that he had to go the office in a little while to meet up with a client and should be gone for at least an hour. ”

    I imagine you are nervous, and very excited. Just go with the flow

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    I hope you give him a blow job before you fuck him. That way he will last long enough to enjoy it. And you can get some pleasure as well.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Doesn't this sound familiar to anyone?”

    Yes, it's Christian Wife all over again, including the "husband is going to go outside till I wave him in."

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes, it's Christian Wife all over again, including the "husband is going to go outside till I wave him in."”

    who cares, its fun to read up to the excitement of her getting her cunt pounded

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Sweetie, your husband is not going back in the house when you wave him in. He is going to continue to watch. He will see the panic on your face when you get to the point of no return, then he will start stroking his cock as he watches you slowly lose your resolve and give in to your son and your son. He will continue to watch as your son penetrates your pussy with his cock for the first time, and he will see the look of both confusion and lust on your face as you lose your last bit of self control and succumb to your animal instincts and forbidden desires. He will stroke himself to orgasm as he watches his son fuck his own mother and ejaculate his cum deep inside you. ”

    You were right. My husband did not come back in when I waved him in. I tried holding off but I couldn't stop.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “You were right. My husband did not come back in when I waved him in. I tried holding off but I couldn't stop. ”

    So what happened?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

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  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “So what happened?”

    My husband whispered to me he was about to leave and he pulled the string on my robe and undid it, but I held it closed. I was on the sofa. He left and son came out of his room in just his gym shorts and sat next to me. He was shaking again so I gave him a hug and a small kiss. He kissed me back and I started to French kiss with him and it went to a full blown make out. I let my robe open and son went from my neck to my breasts. It went on for about 15 minutes and his hand was on my thigh then moved up. When he got to my pussy the alarm went off in my head and I waved at my husband and waited to hear his keys jingle in the door, but it never happened.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “My husband whispered to me he was about to leave and he pulled the string on my robe and undid it, but I held it closed. I was on the sofa. He left and son came out of his room in just his gym shorts and sat next to me. He was shaking again so I gave him a hug and a small kiss. He kissed me back and I started to French kiss with him and it went to a full blown make out. I let my robe open and son went from my neck to my breasts. It went on for about 15 minutes and his hand was on my thigh then moved up. When he got to my pussy the alarm went off in my head and I waved at my husband and waited to hear his keys jingle in the door, but it never happened. ”

    Hun, Your husband never had any intentions of coming in and stopping his ultimate fantasy become a reality.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    So did your son fuck you?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “So did your son fuck you? ”

    Yes, I couldn't resist it any longer so I gave in and went with it. A part of me was pissed off because my husband wouldn't come in, but then the lust took over and I lost control of the situation.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Hun, Your husband never had any intentions of coming in and stopping his ultimate fantasy become a reality. ”

    I realize that now. A feeling came over me like a huge wave when I knew it was going to happen. Son was all over me. I layed back on the sofa, he got on top of me. He was still shaking so bad. He started penetrating me and I immediately came. He started thrusting in and out of me, I wrapped me legs around him and went into multiple orgasms. He fucked me for about a minute then he tensed up and started cuming. I've never been with anyone who had an orgasm for that long. It's like he was finishing, but he started to cuming again. I have never experienced anything like that in my life.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes, I couldn't resist it any longer so I gave in and went with it. A part of me was pissed off because my husband wouldn't come in, but then the lust took over and I lost control of the situation. ”

    Tell me Sharon,what did it feel like the moment the head of your son's hard throbbing cock touched your pussylips?,was it electric for you like you had been shocked?but even with your mind screaming NOOOOOO,and the alarms going off you still submitted to your son and his hard aching cock as inch by inch slid deeper and deeper into your waiting pussy all the while you secretly loving the feeling of him speading the walls of your vagina apart more and more,you waiting until he is fully inside you so you can rap your powerful legs around him to hold him deep inside and welcome him home to the place where was made,the curcle finely complete,your son,your lover..................Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “I realize that now. A feeling came over me like a huge wave when I knew it was going to happen. Son was all over me. I layed back on the sofa, he got on top of me. He was still shaking so bad. He started penetrating me and I immediately came. He started thrusting in and out of me, I wrapped me legs around him and went into multiple orgasms. He fucked me for about a minute then he tensed up and started cuming. I've never been with anyone who had an orgasm for that long. It's like he was finishing, but he started to cuming again. I have never experienced anything like that in my life. ”

    Not only did you deflower your own son but you also gave him the most precious thing you could,it is clear that he had a multiple orgasm because of the intensity of the feeling of being inside his own mother,and as he pumped in and out of your dripping wet pussy did he call you 'mommy' and tell you that he loves you and did you respond in kind telling him also that you loved him,and as he ejaculated inside of you did you say to him 'cum for mommy,thats it fill mommy's pussy sweetheart' or some other reassuring words of encouragement to let him know that what he is doing is good and pleasing for you and that you love him vary much............Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Not only did you deflower your own son but you also gave him the most precious thing you could,it is clear that he had a multiple orgasm because of the intensity of the feeling of being inside his own mother,and as he pumped in and out of your dripping wet pussy did he call you 'mommy' and tell you that he loves you and did you respond in kind telling him also that you loved him,and as he ejaculated inside of you did you say to him 'cum for mommy,thats it fill mommy's pussy sweetheart' or some other reassuring words of encouragement to let him know that what he is doing is good and pleasing for you and that you love him vary much............Fraser.”

    There was not a lot of conversation. I said, oh my god, and yes baby, keep going a few times. He actually dropped the f bomb when I wrapped my legs around him, and again when he stared to penetrate me, and then again when he stared cuming. That's the first time I've ever heard him say that. He was obsessed and going crazy. I think my moaning pushed him over the edge to his orgasms. I was kissing him and moaned into his mouth.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    How are you feeling today about it?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “How are you feeling today about it? ”

    There's a tornado of thoughts and emotions going through my head and I'm trying to sort it all out.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    Could you feel your son coming inside you?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Could you feel your son coming inside you?”

    That's the most bazaar part. Every touch, his lips, it's like everything was magnified. Almost like electricity but extreme pleasure. When I started to feel his cum shooting in me I started jerking and felt like I could pass out from the heightened sensations and pleasure. I'm still having small tremors thinking about it. I can't explain it. I had a small orgasm this morning in the shower and I wasn't even touching myself. I had another small one about an hour ago. Again, I'm not touching myself. I got lost in thinking about last night and I came.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “That's the most bazaar part. Every touch, his lips, it's like everything was magnified. Almost like electricity but extreme pleasure. When I started to feel his cum shooting in me I started jerking and felt like I could pass out from the heightened sensations and pleasure. I'm still having small tremors thinking about it. I can't explain it. I had a small orgasm this morning in the shower and I wasn't even touching myself. I had another small one about an hour ago. Again, I'm not touching myself. I got lost in thinking about last night and I came. ”

    You crossed a forbidden line last night and opened up Pandora's box .. What you are experiencing now is called spontaneous orgasms. They may go away in time.. Or you will continue to have them for the rest of your life.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    Previously you said that you suspected that your son is bigger than your husband, did you get a confirmation of this?
    Did you have sex with your husband after doing it with your son or were you angry at him, how was it?
    What is now your son behaviour during the day? And your husband's?
    Are there times during which you are alone with your son at home for a while, do you feel nervous about it?
    Were you mad at your husband for not coming in?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Previously you said that you suspected that your son is bigger than your husband, did you get a confirmation of this?
    Did you have sex with your husband after doing it with your son or were you angry at him, how was it?
    What is now your son behaviour during the day? And your husband's?
    Are there times during which you are alone with your son at home for a while, do you feel nervous about it?
    Were you mad at your husband for not coming in?”

    Yes, son is a little bigger than my husband. Son and I had a hard time making eye contact this morning, but we both tried to act normal. My husband is playing stupid around son and pretending he's not aware of what happened. He wanted to have sex with me after he came back in the house when son went to bed. I was still too messed up and shaking to do it, so I told him no. He was disappointed but he didn't push it.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes, son is a little bigger than my husband. Son and I had a hard time making eye contact this morning, but we both tried to act normal. My husband is playing stupid around son and pretending he's not aware of what happened. He wanted to have sex with me after he came back in the house when son went to bed. I was still too messed up and shaking to do it, so I told him no. He was disappointed but he didn't push it. ”

    when you say a little bigger, do you mean longer or wider?

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “That's the most bazaar part. Every touch, his lips, it's like everything was magnified. Almost like electricity but extreme pleasure. When I started to feel his cum shooting in me I started jerking and felt like I could pass out from the heightened sensations and pleasure. I'm still having small tremors thinking about it. I can't explain it. I had a small orgasm this morning in the shower and I wasn't even touching myself. I had another small one about an hour ago. Again, I'm not touching myself. I got lost in thinking about last night and I came. ”

    Oh honey you are hooked into this now and there is no way out. You may try to resist but you WILL be having sex with your son again. That's why your body is reacting the way it is. It's not going to stop.. Ever.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “when you say a little bigger, do you mean longer or wider?”

    Both.

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    “Both. ”

    does he have a lot of pubes

  • Commented Jan 12, 2018 by anonymous

    Did you cuddle with your son after the sex or did you get away?

  • Commented Jan 13, 2018 by anonymous

    “Did you cuddle with your son after the sex or did you get away?

    I got away and stumbled to the bathroom. My legs were like rubber and I could barley walk

  • Commented Jan 13, 2018 by anonymous

    What are the plans for your family this evening?

  • Commented Jan 13, 2018 by anonymous

    “That's the most bazaar part. Every touch, his lips, it's like everything was magnified. Almost like electricity but extreme pleasure. When I started to feel his cum shooting in me I started jerking and felt like I could pass out from the heightened sensations and pleasure. I'm still having small tremors thinking about it. I can't explain it. I had a small orgasm this morning in the shower and I wasn't even touching myself. I had another small one about an hour ago. Again, I'm not touching myself. I got lost in thinking about last night and I came. ”

    Yes that's the intensity I spoke of,and the small orgasms is your bodies way of reliving the night again and again,and now that you and your son have shared this time together what would you do if your son brazenly came up behind you while you were say standing at the sink or counter and you were wearing the ride and he slid his hard cock between your ass cheeks in search of your hot wet pussy,would you automatically spread your legs and let him take you from behind...........Fraser.

  • Commented Jan 13, 2018 by anonymous

    “Yes, son is a little bigger than my husband. Son and I had a hard time making eye contact this morning, but we both tried to act normal. My husband is playing stupid around son and pretending he's not aware of what happened. He wanted to have sex with me after he came back in the house when son went to bed. I was still too messed up and shaking to do it, so I told him no. He was disappointed but he didn't push it. ”

    Have you had bigger men previously or was your son the biggest? Was the one you had yesterday the most intense orgasm you ever had?

  • Commented Jan 13, 2018 by anonymous

    What are you doing tonight? How will you move this forward?

  • Commented Jan 13, 2018 by anonymous

    Will you sleep all night in your son's bed with him?

  • Commented Jan 13, 2018 by anonymous

    “His eyes got big and he spent most of the time staring at my legs and my cleavage. it was awkward ”

    Did you feel yourself getting horny and did you actually flash more as a result?

  • Commented Jan 13, 2018 by anonymous

    Sharon, the die is now cast and you will get fucked by him tonight too!!
    It's happened now and you have had lovely big orgasms and you will want more. The next thing that will happen is that your husband will join you and your son in a family threesome and you will get fucked senseless by them both!!

  • Commented Jan 13, 2018 by anonymous

    You should snap a sexy pic and send it to your son's phone.

  • Commented Jan 15, 2018 by anonymous

    Can we have an update?

  • Commented Jan 16, 2018 by anonymous

    Will you have a sandwich? Son on top? Husband from behind? Or will they tag team you?

  • Commented Jan 17, 2018 by anonymous

    Update.

  • Commented Jan 17, 2018 by anonymous

    I think this "story" is over!!!

  • Commented Jan 18, 2018 by anonymous

    “I think this "story" is over!!!”

    Too bad. So many possibilities!

  • Commented Jan 18, 2018 by anonymous

    “Too bad. So many possibilities!”

    I know,right!!

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