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Lew- I took this from a Blog I was advised to read. I contacted the lady through the anonymity of email who gave permission to reproduce here but did not want to meet or be identified in any way - understandably - just so long as the names were changed. She wrote it in 2015 and it was “her therapy” to assuage any guilt about it but assured me she and her family are all happy satisfied individuals without any ‘hangups’ - here’s her story.


My name is Marie and I’ve been very happily married to Richard for nearly 35 years. I was Richard’s second marriage - he married his secretary - me - who is 20 years his junior. We both still work. Richard as an engineer (almost retired) and myself as a legal secretary for past 25 years.
I’m a mum to two girls now in their thirties and a son about 10 years their junior at …. and I’ve had a sexual relationship with him for seven years (do the maths!). I’m also a grandma now to three gorgeous littlies and a completely average suburban mother who keeps herself fit and healthy, involve myself in community organisations and manage my household.
I wrote this blog to see if it alleviated my guilt regarding my son even though I never really felt I had any. However a normal community probably wouldn’t accept this and I’ve lived the secret for so long I had to get the story out anonymously. I feel wonderful now. My husband is aware and approving - let me tell you about it.

I’ve always had the most wonderful warm relationship with my husband and we love each other deeply. All aspects of our marriage were a partnership and sexually it has been - and still is - very satisfying, but being 20 years my senior, my husband hasn’t been able to keep up with me often but he always tries his very best. Still does.
While we have enjoyed a full and varied sex life it was always only the two of us. We were never tempted to stray, never tempted to swing though we discussed it all. We just tried and mostly enjoyed all the different possibilities at home.
However when I turned 40 approximately, life was very good and I was very relaxed - a good job, fabulous husband, girls had left home and I started to become more and more sexually active. I needed an orgasm every day and unfortunately my husband was slowing down considerably having turned 60. He was such a darling and tried his best and most mornings I could climb on his ‘morning glory woody’ but he couldn’t always cum which made my own inevitable orgasm less effective. I could orgasm at the drop of a hat. Richard suggested I masturbate, which I did, lots, and even suggested that I might take a lover. However I rejected that as I thought it would destroy our fabulous relationship. He said he could find random uninvolved studs for me which was really tempting but still it didn’t seem right. If someone was going to put their penis into me, I wanted to have some feeling for them and know them at least a little. Hence we continued on our way with me happily masturbating regularly but it seemed to get more frequent as the years advanced. I think by the time I was 45 I was twice or thrice a day. Every morning my beautiful husband would fuck, or lick me to an orgasm and use toys on me when having a period - it didn’t stop. Sometimes at work I needed to slip into the toilet and use my little vibrator to relieve the tension and always at night I’d have to go to sleep after an orgasm. Again Richard would help if he could or I’d share the moment with him with a dildo or vibrator. I settled into a very ‘normal’ pattern of self- satisfaction.

At about this time, a event happened which changed my life significantly. Richard worked away about a week a month and always had done. Naturally I always managed very well with my toys while he was away.
Richard had a mate Greg who was about five years older than I and married to Vicki. We had all been friends for over fifteen years and even though Greg and Richard spoke a lot professionally we rarely saw each other. Greg would visit our city once or twice a year and always stayed with us. Richard would usually be home but not always and Greg stayed anyway as there was nothing untoward about his staying.
On this occasion this year, Richard had gone away to his mine somewhere after Greg arrived on a Thursday morning and he told him to stay for the weekend if he liked. So Greg planned on flying out on Sunday afternoon. As was usual, Greg would take us or me out to dinner and it was no different this Friday night so off I went with him to one of our local restaurants. I’d been having a particularly tense time of it in recent days and was so horny I had to frig myself before we went to dinner. Feeling very sexy, I put on a pair of miniscule lace knickers which I knew Richard loved but had no thoughts whatsoever of doing anything more than having a bloody good frig with my vibrator when I got home.
Sam, our son was f******n at the time and quite happy to watch TV and make himself dinner. He was very used to seeing his Mum and dad come and go and he was consequently very independent. We were also very proud of him as he was quite an achiever at school both academically and in the sporting field. A very capable young man who was very self disciplined and seemed to have knowledge beyond his age but then he had lived with older people all his life.
Also our home life was very relaxed. Nudity was common but not flaunted so the mysteries of sex and women were well known to Sam who had also lived with two older sisters in the house.
We had both given him all there was to know about sex with books and little chats and I suspected, he was aware of the active sex life his parents practiced as I was often not quiet when orgasming. Whether he had peeked in on us at any time I don’t know but he may well have known I was masturbating as I sometimes did when Richard wasn’t home.

Maybe I had a glass of wine too much or the tension of being alone with a man caused me to bring the conversation at dinner to intimacy. I asked Greg about his relationship with Vicki who I didn’t know well but spoke with her every couple of months. He explained that Vicki had lost all interest in sex since she had gone through menopause (which I hadn’t yet) so his moments of intimacy were few and far between. He’d thought of other options but Vicki was very open about her lack of interest and tried her hardest to keep her man satisfied with “hand jobs and the occasional blow job and fuck”. They had a close understanding relationship.
“What about you” he suddenly queried.
So I gave him the full story about my urgency and constant need for satisfaction and Richard doing his best and so we had a nice equilibrium that kept me smiling, I explained.
“ Have you considered options” he asked with a smile.
“What are you suggesting Greg” I quizzed.
“No suggestions being made Marie except to say there are other options” he told me as he looked me in the eye.
I started to feel uncomfortable and said I knew there were and thanked him for his support and understanding then changed the subject.
Just as we were finishing up the night and readying to go, I excused myself to go to the toilet. As I sat there peeing, I removed my panties completely and felt so horny and wanting to have a quick frig. I rubbed my hand over my clit several times as I thought of Greg and his suggestions of options. The wine was doing its job nicely. I returned to the table and sat, then looking at Greg, I put my panties in his hand (I’d done this often with Richard some years ago) and said,
“I’ve considered those options, lets go home”. And so we did. I was in a state of high arousal all the way home as Greg drove my car and I slowly stroked my pussy and told Greg so.
When we reached home we hurried into the house and I just called hello and waved to Sam in the TV room as Greg and I rushed past the door to the guest room down the end of a long passage. We’d not said anything and as we pushed open the door we grabbed each other and engaged in a long tongue filled pash. Greg swung me around and roughly pushed me back against the bed and pulled my skirt up around my waist. I sat back on the bed, lay back and pulled my feet up to the edge of the bed hooking my stilettos into the bedcover to give me leverage. My legs were spread wide and I wantonly spread my pussy lips with my thumbs and asked Greg to “hurry”. Poor Greg was trying to remove his trousers and shoes at the same time but eventually he stood between my legs still dressed in a shirt and socks only. He was sporting a beautiful circumcised cock (Richard was not cut but young Sam had been) and it was hard and proudly standing out I front of him and I thought at the time how fortunate that a man of his age had such a lovely hard piece of manhood. He wasn’t gentle and I didn’t want him to be. He guided the head to my open pussy and pushed in so easily that I thought I might be too sloppy for him. I stupidly said “I’m sorry I’m so open, I wish I was tighter”.
He replied “ Just shut up and fuck like the beautiful trashy tart that you are”. With that and his rough entry I orgasmed immediately, yelling “ fuck me like a slut darling, please fuck me hard so hard”.
I was in orgasmic heaven as it lasted and lasted and this was the first strange penis I’d had in me since I was married and I felt so powerful, sexy and totally in control. He thrust and thrust and I grunted loudly with every push. Gradually, I could feel his penis hardening even more.
“Don’t let me cum yet” he cried, “ squeeze the base of my cock to slow me down” and I did. It was a trick Richard and I learned years ago to prevent ejaculating too soon - like a good cock ring. I reached down and grabbed his penis sliding my hand as far along towards his balls as I could and I squeezed hard and held on for a while till he indicted the urge to cum had subsided. I let go and just enjoyed this gorgeous man fucking me slowly now with long full strokes. I couldn’t compare penises as it was a long time since Richard had filled me like this and I was transported back ten years to those halcyon days of uninhibited sex with my husband.
I was cumming constantly and in fact once I’d had my third orgasm, I remained suspended in a dreamlike orgasmic state as this beautiful man - my husband’s good friend - pushed his exciting piece of manhood up my pussy. I could feel the head flicking past my cervix on almost every thrust. Eventually he said he wanted to cum so I encouraged him.
“Can I fill your cunt please Marie” he pleaded
“Oh fuck yes - please do “, so he did. I could feel the sperm pulsing into my innards and it was hot and stimulating and it took me to another noisy orgasm.
He pulled out quickly, surprising me by climbing on the bed and pushing his still hard slimy wet penis into my face. I took the hint, opened my mouth and sucked and licked that gorgeous piece of meat clean of our combined juices. The taste was of no consequence. I just loved the action of playing a complete slut with this strange man. As soon as he was clean he left the bed and planted his face between my legs sticking his tongue deeply into my pussy and licking the man cream from it and teasing my very sensitive clit. I think I swooned and almost fainted with the sensation until I felt him laying on top of me and pushing his cum soaked tongue into my mouth. I couldn’t get enough of him and kissed him almost violently chewing on his tongue and lips in a frenzy. This was sex at its very best and most erotic.

We lay together in “post coital bliss” - what a boring term for saying you are feeling fabulous after a really fantastic root and you are relaxing and savouring every moment and planning the next, because I was. We were still dressed except for our lower bits and we looked at each other and laughed and suggested we stay where we were until tomorrow. We kissed and played with each other’s genitalia which were feeling very sensitive. I jumped off the bed and stripped completely as did Greg. Then with him laying back on the bed, I did a sashay for him in my stilettoes only. Strutting back and forth across the room, I threw my leg up on a chair and pulled open wide my recently fucked cunt lips with the inner lips hanging well down and I pushed three fingers up me. Greg started to harden a little. I then turned with my back to him and bent forward and reached between my legs pulling my arse cheeks apart and stroking both holes.
“Do you do anal” he queried
“Oh yes with lots of lube darling. You’ll get that before you go tomorrow. Hang on I’ve go to go and pee “ I advised
I was just sitting on the toilet when Greg came in.
“I’ve got to go too - can I watch” he whispered.
“Have you and Vicki done ‘golden showers?’ I asked.
“ Sure have but not for years. Only happened when we were really aroused” he explained.
“Like now” I giggled, “ get in the shower and sit on the floor and I’ll give you a treat”
And so he did. I managed to stop before I got started and went into the shower and stood over him. I let go a strong stream of piss directing it as best I could at his face. He reached up and let it run down his arm and as I finished he pushed his face into my fanny and licked the last drops.
“You are fucking depraved Greg” I exclaimed “and I love it. Your turn”
he stood over me and crouched in the shower letting his firm stream of urine pour over me . He directed it at my face and I let some of the warm liquid run into my mouth but it’s bitter and not appealing but strangely arousing. When he finished I rose and suggested we both shower together then get into bed to try to get some sleep.
He got hard again in the shower and let him put the soapy end of his cock into my bum hole. I hoped he’d fuck me but he wasn’t really hard and he said he wanted to do it properly later so he pulled out and I cleaned him off. We then dried each other and climbed into bed.
Greg had got hard enough to slip his penis into me again - he was having a fantastic time and explained that he’d not been this aroused in years - nor had I. I let him spoon me and slide his cock up me from behind and like that, we both drifted off to sleep. Sometime during the early morning, Greg started moving in me and I responded to his steady rhythm and soon was whimpering in a nice little orgasm. Greg tried to cum but couldn’t with out getting too active so eventually gave up and drifted off to sleep again.
Just as the sun rose through the window Greg stirred again and I rolled onto my back as I felt his head disappear between my legs. His tongue worked its magic on my clit and cunt lips - he even probed my anus with it and used two fingers to vigourously frig me as he licked away. Needless to say my second orgasm of the day arrived as expected and I clasped my legs around his head as I came and came. The wonders of a man’s tongue in your pussy can sometimes be better that a hard cock.
He climbed back up my body and gave me one of his incredible hard kisses and again I licked my juices off his tongue enthusiastically. As I did so I felt his morning woody slip easily up my pussy. I asked to roll onto my side and let him fuck me side -saddle. This way my pelvic muscles could tighten around his cock and give him a nice tight fuck. For some reason I kept worrying about the looseness of my vagina which, I soon learned, simply wasn’t an issue.
We fucked for about fifteen minutes before he announced his intention to cum. I asked the question,
“Can I see you blow your spunk on me darling”. That must have been the voyeur in me but I’d always loved seeing Richard spunk all over me so Greg obliged as I rolled on my back. A few quick pulls with his hand had him pulsing wads of creamy fluid over my stomach. I reached down and spread it all over my skin then licked my fingers clean. Greg collapsed beside me as I explained I had to go back to my own bed before Sam woke and I needed a few hours sleep before I had to take Sam to his football match.
Hence my first night of infidelity ended deliciously covered in cum and exhausted from some heavy fucking. I said we’d sort out the rest of the weekend after I got home in the afternoon. Greg responded with a smile and a kiss and dropped off to sleep himself. I tiptoed naked through the house with all my clothes under my arm hoping Sam was not up and about. I got back to my bedroom and dozed off with the biggest grin on my face and totally relaxed with not an ounce of guilt but loads of self -esteem.
I did my motherly duty and got Sam to footy on time and watched his game then we shopped together and got home mid afternoon. Greg still wasn’t in so I sneaked of to bed again for a quick nap and hopefully to recoup my strength for another night of passion with Greg though I had no idea of any plans. I was awoken by a phone call from him instructing that we would go to dinner again tonight but a bit out of town. He explained that he wanted me to dress like a slut and wouldn’t want anyone in my area recognising me. He’d be home soon he said.
I immediately got excited and very wet. Fortunately I trusted him to take care of me but what were his plans I wondered. Dressing sluttily was easy. I’d done it for Richard quite a few times in the past but not recently. I had a very short leather skirt which barely covered my crotch and decided on black lace tights which were crutchless. There was no need for knickers. On top I decided I could go braless as my C cup tits still stood proud with nipples out. My singlet top made certain all could see I was naked underneath so I really hoped I saw no one I knew. I have a bad habit of leaving my bedroom door open as there’s nothing really that Sam has not already seen and he walked past as I was dressing. Luckily my back was to him as I was topless and had pulled my skirt around my waist as I adjusted my tights.
“Going out again” he asked as he walked by.
“Yes darling is that ok. Greg is taking me to a restaurant”
“No worries Mum, enjoy” and he went into his room. I reasoned he saw nothing but his Mum’s broad arse encased in black lace - he’s seen it bare often enough. However it aroused me that he had seen me dressing for sex with another man. I selfishly thought nothing of what he may have thought as I was working up to a high state of arousal. Anyone could have walked through that door and fucked me the way I felt. I threw a respectable long coat over the top of every thing to get me through public areas.
Greg arrived home and as he came through the door I opened the coat and he just had time to take in the sluttish sight before grabbing me in his arms and kissing me again with one of his now ravishing pashes. He stood back saying “ we are going to the mountain top and I’m going to display you as my trophy slut. Lets go” and we did.
We entered the restaurant and I handed my coat to the waiter as we went straight to the bar and propped ourselves on bar stools. Greg was driving so was going very easy on drinks but I needed a bit of Dutch courage if I was to get through the night without embarrassment. The bar and restaurant were not very full but it was early. As we sat and chatted facing each other on the bar stools, Greg slipped his hand up my thigh, easily reaching my crutch with his fingers.
“Bare” he exclaimed “ and very smooth tonight. You were a bit bristly last night”
“ Shaved for you this afternoon” I explained. “ Richard and I usually have a wax together at a salon when he comes home which will be next week so I was waiting till then to get really smooth again but decided I’d shave as best I could tonight for you. Like it - you should try it as it makes the sex really sensitive”
“ Vicki would never come to the party with that” he moaned.
“Are you going to make me cum here” I queried as he was now wiggling his fingers in my open cunt. “ I’ll have to bite on something to keep me quiet”
“Yep, how are you going “ he asked
“I’m getting there fast but give me your hanky to put in my mouth” I demanded.
He did as he was asked just as I reached my peak. I wiggled on the seat as the orgasmic shudders ran through me but was able to keep quiet. The night had just begun and fortunately none of the few patrons seemed to have noticed anything but cumming like that in public was a huge turn on. Greg pulled out his phone and took photos of my crotch sitting on the bar stool with legs splayed. My beautiful Richard could never have believed I could be such a slut for someone else but I’m sure he’d approve. However I’d decided to keep this a secret from him for the time being.
When we went to the table, Greg insisted I lift my skirt to sit giving the waiter a real eyeful of bare pussy through the gap in my lace hose. I’m sure he was gay but I got a very knowing look and smile from him as I sat. Even though the table was secluded it was still visible to patrons so Greg trying to get me to slip under the table to suck him off was a step too far for me. I certainly didn’t want to get thrown out so our night consisted of talking sex and fantasies to each other. We revealed all the delicious little adventures we’d indulged in during our lives and Richard and mine were somewhat tame to what Greg had done with Vicki during their long married life including swapping partners in their early days. Vicki was a very enthusiastic participant in all sorts of deviations for about twenty years then the keenness dropped off and now after menopause she’d almost shut up shop and only performed at Greg’s urging and that was a blow job or hand job. So sad and I only hoped that was not to be my fate when I reached that stage of life. No sign of it yet - quite the opposite - and I revealed my fantasies of having multiple men and even women but never any intention of acting those fantasies out.
I couldn’t wait for dinner to finish as I so wanted to fuck again and I was sure I was leaving a puddle on my seat so I suggested we only have one course and leave. No argument from Greg as he was as keen as I.
As we left I could feel the eyes of every bloke in the room on me so as I went through the door I lifted the hem of my skirt over one arse cheek and scratched my bum. I’m sure I could hear them dropping their cutlery and feel the blast of hot air from their wives. I loved it.
When we got to the car in the semi darkness of the carpark, I couldn’t stand it any more. I pulled my skirt around my waist and leant against the bonnet and ordered Greg to fuck me. We didn’t care who may see us but I don’t think anyone did sadly. Greg just pulled his penis from his trousers and pushed into me roughly and pounded me hard against the car until I cried out in orgasmic bliss. It was so dirty and erotic and trashy that I felt very much in control and powerful. Greg couldn’t cum so I happily tucked his cock into his pants and got in the car and we moved off.
Greg said he knew of a “lovers lane’ area behind a park we passed on the way home and we might like to stop there. I had no objection to that. So we carefully drove over a bit of a rough track behind some big trees noting there were several other cars also in the area. We lay my seat right back and Greg came around to my side and climbed in then I sat astride him. His cock still hadn’t gone down from our tryst in the carpark - he sure was good for a man in his late fifties but he was making up for lost time I’m sure. It was lovely just to be gently screwing this nice friend of ours as I enjoyed a series of small orgasms which sort of kept me in a state of need. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of a movement and as I peered through the foggy windows I could see a guy obviously wanking himself. Greg assured me it was ok as the doors were locked and he was only a voyeur. I did stop moving though and watched as he came right to the window glass and stared in at this near naked woman sitting on her lover’s hard cock. I began to laugh and told Greg it was quite a turn on to be perved on like that. Greg said he’d researched this area on the net and it was well known as a ‘dogging’ spot where there were a few regular perves and also a few regular couples who enjoyed this activity and in fact sometimes the girls jerked the guys off through the window.
“Are you serious “ I asked incredulously.
“Of course. Want to try it. Its one of life’s harmless little experiences” he answered nonchalantly.
I started fucking Greg again and thought about it as this guy outside the window stroked his cock in rhythm to my movements. This was a weekend of new experiences and not likely to be repeated so why not give it a go I thought. “What do we do Greg” I asked .
“Just let the window down and beckon him over. Keep your hands in the car till his cock is right by the window then reach out and start stroking. You’re good at that and you’ll have him off in no time” he assured. I started slowly with the electric window button and watched until the window was fully down.
He was quick to move to the window without any encouragement and his semi hard cock rested on the window sill. I lifted it with my right hand and started to stroke - long and slow. He was dribbling seminal fluid constantly so it made jerking him easy in the slippery liquid as I picked the fluid from the eye and rubbed it along his cock.
“Does anyone ever suck them“ I asked.
“I don’t know“ Greg said, “but I’m sure they do if they feel comfortable. Want to try it ?”
“Maybe, but I’d like to just kiss it not put my mouth over the end and get any fluid in my mouth. It looks and feels very clean and smooth” I advised.
“Well do as you please” Greg responded.
I knew it was turning Greg on because I could feel his cock swelling inside me. I leaned my head out the window and pulled the cock towards my mouth and actually chuckled to myself. How depraved was this - what could possibly be wrong with it apart from possibly catching some horrible infection from this strange cock. However as long as I didn’t swallow any of his spunk I reasoned it was pretty safe and I admit to a high state of arousal. This was out there sexually and not something I could discuss with the choir girls on Tuesday night. I kissed along both sides of his cock and pulled with my right hand slavering lots of saliva all over it which made jerking him very easy. It was having the desired effect as he was now really hard and standing up tall. It was quite a nice piece of man meat and I wondered as to what made this youngish man come here instead of satisfying some lucky girl. Who knows - preference ? personality?
As soon as I felt the tell tale signs of ejaculation I took my mouth away and included his balls in my stroking reaching under with a couple of fingers. He grunted before he came and I pushed his cock out far enough so none of his goo flew in the window. He seemed to produce a lot as it hit the side of the car and ran over my forearm. I kept pulling until I’d milked very drop from him and let go.
Thank you” he gasped “ I hope you come back again” and then he was gone. I realised they were the only words he’d uttered during the whole thing. I wiped my arm clean on my shirt which I hadn’t fully removed and got back to fucking Greg who, by now, was so turned on he was also ready to fill my cunt again. I tightened my fanny muscles as much as I could and sucked his cock dry with my fanny lips as I felt his gorgeous cream pulsing into me. My orgasms had been constant little quiet ones even when jerking the stranger off.
I collapsed onto Greg and we kissed hard and aggressively. Wow what a night so far. So many new experiences and the night wasn’t over though I didn’t know what else I could do.
“Lets go home lover” I suggested. So off we went.

When we got home Sam had obviously gone to bed so I went to my bedroom and stripped completely and grabbed my old bare house coat and raced down to Greg’s room where he was already naked and laying in magnificent repose on the bed sporting another hard on.
“Doesn’t that thing ever go down” I laughed.
“Not when you are around gorgeous. I’m so going to miss your deft touch and slutty eroticism which arouses me so much. What can a man do?” he moaned.
“Work extra hard on getting Vicki up and aroused again my friend. I think she probably deserves a lot of gentle slow coaxing - give it a try sweetheart. I don’t know if we’ll ever get this opportunity again or if we have the inclination.” I mused. “I don’t know where I’m going to find a nice hard cock like yours again either.
“There’s plenty around Marie. There are internet sites full of them and you have one right here in the house” he noted.
I looked at him shocked “what my Sam - never” I exclaimed in mock horror.
“Sorry, forget I said that. I just know young boys often lust after sexy mothers” he apologised.
We crawled between the sheets and Greg spooned me again. His cock once again slid easily into me. I was restless and wiggled on him the said, “ Greg I’ve not had you cum in my mouth yet and you must try every hole before you leave tomorrow”
I pulled off him and slid down the bed to rest my head on his legs with his cock standing up straight. Just the mere mention of a blow job made him stiffen - like every man. I took him fully into my mouth quite easily - he was long but not thick -nice for my anal passage I thought.
I sucked and licked and teased his lovely long cock with my wet saliva producing lips. He was not shaven as my Richard was so the hairs tickled my nose but I soon overcame that - not too many men are shaved I realised but its so nice if they are for sexual sensitivity. I was able to get him as hard as I’d yet seen him and just kept stroking and kissing and biting. I know how to get a man to cum and Greg was no exception. Apart from some skilled sucking, (and it doesn’t have to be deep throating), they love their testicles tickled and a finger deep into the rectum will get them pulsing. Greg was no different and after forcefully shoving my forefinger right into his bum hole he was soon pulsing loads of his delicious fluid into my mouth. I generally don’t swallow a lot - not because I don’t like it or the taste but I love to see the cream flowing out onto my skin and feel it as I rub it in. Today however, this was special and maybe the only time I’d ever do this for Greg. I know men love to be swallowed and I wanted Greg to remember this as special so I gulped his juice down my throat.
We really did fall asleep in each others arms tonight and did not stir until I felt his morning woody probing. Again it was to be special so that I could boast of all three holes. I jumped out of bed and grabbed a tube of lube from the ensuite bathroom. Back in bed, Greg was still just waking so I massaged his cock and rubbed lube all over it. That stirred him as it was cold so I told him to “fuck my rectum” please darling. I reached behind me and pushed a couple of fingers full of lube into my bum and Greg took the hint and drove his nice slim long cock right up my rectum until he was balls deep. It can be painful but this was good since he was deep but thin and well lubricated. Wow - nicer even than Richard and his was, after all, the only cock I’d ever had up there. Bum fucking was not part of my college day’s agenda. I did have an orgasm because my bum is quite sensitive and I help by massaging my clit while it’s happening so I got a nice load of cum in my bum as well. We lay in bed and cuddled until I heard Sam up and about so I threw on my coat and went out to the kitchen, explaining to Sam I’d just been in to waken Greg. Sam just smiled “yeah mum”. I was so hoping that I could get one more fuck in with Greg before he left early in the afternoon and so it was to be. Sam went down the road to a mate’s place late in the morning so I immediately went and grabbed Greg and took him to my marital bed. I’d thought I have to have him in my bed even though it is a special place for Richard and I.
Greg was wonderful and fucked me hard and long. We changed positions several times and I had him missionary, doggie and cowboy but I’d drained him of juice and his final ejaculation was just a dribble but I was very satisfied. A couple more exhausting orgasms and I was ready for a rest but waited until Greg left.
I was in a long deep tongue tangling goodbye kiss with Greg when Sam walked in.
“See ya Greg” he called and walked disinterestedly by. Shit, he must have wondered though, I thought. Probably have to make up an excuse and give it to him tonight.

I immediately went to bed to rest a physically exhausted body - I’d not had so much sex or specially orgasms for years and I should have been fully satisfied but it wasn’t happening. This weekend had opened a Pandora’s box and I suddenly felt like a caged tiger.
Instead of quietening my sex drive down it had simply aroused it to the point I needed more and knew now of my ability to arouse other men. I wanted to go out and find them but my natural reservations about indiscriminate sex with strangers stopped me doing that. I had trouble sleeping but eventually dozed off for a few hours.

I woke in time to get up and prepare dinner so I showered and pampered my body realising I had something very precious and a valuable tool for driving my desire. I threw on my old house coat only and wandered down to the kitchen. Preparing dinner I remembered that I was to try to explain to Sam about my kiss with Greg. It wasn’t really troubling me as he’d seen me kiss Greg before over the years but just not quite like today. Probably didn’t even notice it.
Sam came into the kitchen for dinner in just his sleep shorts - he was so gorgeous and already at 6 feet despite his tender age and taking after his father. We chatted casually when he said,
“You seemed to have a really good time with Greg this weekend”
“Yes it was really nice but as per usual when dad is here” I remarked
“Bit more than that I think Mum but I’m cool with that” he muttered.
I tried to think fast but thought better keep it low key and say nothing until I can think of something.

After dinner I had work to do in my office then came out to join Sam on the couch in front of the TV.
“Did you think I was a bit close to Greg this weekend darling” I casually asked.
“A bit mum” he exclaimed loudly, “I could hear you through the house like you do when you and dad are getting it off”
I was flabbergasted. I hadn’t really realised. I guess that Richard and I were very open with our passion for each other even to the extent of leaving our door open most times but hadn’t really considered that Sam was old enough to take any notice let alone be knowledgeable. We should have realised though because he was now masturbating regularly - every day having graduated form his earlier involuntary nocturnal emissions. Young men really are just sperm banks.
So he had put two and two together and realised that I’d been fucking Greg like I fucked his father. I simply had to confess and ask his forgiveness.
“Darling I’m so sorry, I just had such urgent needs now that dad isn’t as active as he once was and couldn’t help myself. Please forgive me and PLEASE don’t tell dad.” I pleaded
“Mum I said I was totally cool with it. I know you are a very sexually needy lady and dad obviously can’t keep you fully satisfied. I’ve seen you with your plastic thing in your bedroom often. I won’t tell dad and I know you wont be leaving him or me just after a weekend fling. You re a very sexy lady mum and I can’t blame Greg for wanting to screw you”
He said these things as if he was an experienced counsellor and I was absolutely floored. Not only was he comfortable and understanding of my position, but he had seen me masturbating and probably fucking dad and had made compliments about my sexuality. Greg may have been right and maybe I did arouse him.
“What have you seen darling “ I asked carefully.
“ Everything mum - you never close your door when you are alone or with dad. I see you naked all the time, and when I know you and dad are doing something I creep down the hall to watch so I’ve seen you do all sorts of things to dad and more recently I’ve watched you play with that plastic penis and vibrator especially when dad is away” he explained in detail.
“Oh darling I’m so sorry, you shouldn’t be exposed to that at your age. We’ll have to be more careful in future. It must be very stressful for you” I whimpered.
“No mum. I really like it and it gives me a reason to go back to my room and play with myself. Dad and you always say the jerking off is healthy and natural and I think its very hot - better than looking at the pictures in those books dad loaned me” (he was referring to some sex magazines Richard thought he could handle).
Here I was sitting next to my beautiful son and he was talking like an experienced male lover. What to say or do?
“ Does mummy arouse you darling “ I mewed a bit too sexily.
“Of course you do mum. You’ve got as good a figure as any of those models in the books and most of the ladies I see around here and I know you really enjoy sex and making dad really happy. You are a very sexy woman and I jerk off over you often”
Oh shit this was not going in a good direction, I thought. Here I was lounging almost naked on the couch next to my near naked son and he was extolling the sensual virtues of his mum and getting her very hot. I should have got up and left but it was one of those totally spur of the moment decisions which are probably wrong that forced me to stay. I was enjoying this attention and completely unfazed by the fact it was my young son who was giving it to me. He was, right now, a very mature male who had the hots for me.
I could see that he had started to get erect under his shorts and this in turn got my juices flowing.
“Have you had any sex with a girl Sam” I demanded.
“I’ve felt up Sally down the road a few times and she strokes my penis but we don’t go far because we are frightened it might take us somewhere we can’t control” he admitted.
“That’s very sensible Sam but do you like it” I queried.
“I love it mum and so does Sally but we haven’t gone all the way to making each other have an orgasm. I come home and jerk off” he admitted.
This was it I thought. I half rolled towards him and slid my hand down the front of his shorts taking hold of his wonderful growing young penis and asking,
“ Could mummy help you out sweetheart” I cajoled.
‘Oh mum that’s a dream come true” he panted encouraging me to continue. I suggested we get rid of the shorts which we easily did sliding them down his legs as he lifted his bum to allow them to fall. I couldn’t believe what I had in my hand. I was no stranger to his gorgeous penis as I’d seen it often enough but never this close when almost full hardness. Definitely his father’s son except Sam was cut - dad wasn’t. It was pink and long and pulsing with blood engorging it as I stroked to my hearts desire. How long before I had this in me I wondered. Right now he had a need to be relieved and I was so very willing to do that for him.
I stroked very slowly and he was leaking seminal fluid all over the place making it very nicely lubed. “Mum can you do that thing with your mouth that you do with dad” he asked.
I didn’t hesitate - I couldn’t wait to get his cock into my mouth and suck and savour it like a sweet popsicle. I looked up and said,
“Darling you can’t cum in my mouth tonight but I’ll suck you until you do. I just want to enjoy the sight of me first making you ooze your spunk all over mummy’s face and hands “
He nodded and started to grunt as he thrust into my mouth. MY lips were just over the head as I had a good grip on the rest of his cock with another handful sticking out and into my mouth. Fuck this was beautiful and so erotic.
He didn’t give any warning he was cumming but I knew the signs and lifted my mouth off in time for him to pump out about six solid jets of his cream onto my face held nearby and dribble over my hand gripping him. I couldn’t help it, I had to lick it off my hand (he even tasted like his father) before reaching up and pulling his face to mine I kissed him deeply sucking his tongue into my mouth. I obviously had some teaching in the kissing department to do.
“Now darling its Mummy’s turn so get on your knees between my legs - you’ve seen dad do that haven’t you” I demanded.
“Love to mum, in fact I’ve tasted Sally’s twat and put my tongue in but didn’t know what else to do” he responded as my now naked son knelt before me. I lay back and wantonly spread my legs holding my lips wide open for his viewing. He stared at it for a while and reached out to touch me.
“That’s it darling feel me - you see that little hard lump here” I said as I put my finger on my clit, “that’s my clitoris and that’s the centre of my pleasure. It swells like a penis and mine will grow to about a centimetre long. Playing with that helps make a woman orgasm and its very important you know to be gentle with it. It responds to all sorts of touches with tongues especially but fingers, cocks and even rubbing it hard against a leg or some smooth object will cause it to react. Immediately inside my cunt behind it is a thing called a g-spot and when you rub the two together I have a massive orgasm. My cunt is not a tight little thing like Sally’s because I’ve been fucked hard all weekend by Greg so these lips are hanging outside the puffy smooth outer lips. It probably looks a gross with all that pink and red flesh but I love showing it to you darling and I will do whenever you want to see it or feel it. Its one of my favourite turn ons.”

“Wow- mum it looks and feel fantastic - so wet and slimy. There’s some little bubbles of fluid forming on your lips. It’s so different to Sally’s. She is quite hard to open and I’m concerned I’ll hurt her if I force it but she has never opened her legs like you have and used her fingers to pull herself apart. I must ask her to do that.

“Darling, you enjoy yourself exploring with Sally and those bubbles you see are my natural lubricant forming on the lips to make it easier for a penis to enter. You can put yours in there soon but I want you to lick me to an orgasm first so please start with some gentle tonguing of my clit“
This was so arousing, teaching my son who I knew would be giving me so much pleasure in future. He would know how to please his mum so well soon and I’d teach him everything I could to please his girlfriends as well I had no intention of holding back my son’s socio-sexual adventures with k**s his own age just because I was using his body for my pleasure and, of course, his relief. Never again would he have to jerk off, at least not without Mum helping out.
This was so wicked, it was really depraved but I loved it and couldn’t yet see any downside though I knew we’d have to tread very carefully.
Just having my boy licking my clit was enough to send me over the edge very noisily and after one big orgasm I was quite exhausted so I asked Sam to accompany me to bed. Naked we strolled hand in hand up the stairs to my marital bed where I invited my beautiful young son to share the comfort and to talk to me. Despite having just cum in my mouth thirty minutes earlier he was still hard - I thought I’d rarely seen Sam in the last couple of years without some arousal in his cock - it always seemed to be hanging clear of his body, full and ready to stand straight up on demand. Tonight was no different and as he lay down it actually stood up straight from his body and I knew he had more hardness to offer because it could swell to stand hard against his body in full erection.
“Darling” I began, “ I intend to let you fill my body with that tonight and any night in the future but there are some rules we’ll need to keep. Firstly dad cannot know about this so we will need to be careful, very careful when he is home. I love him dearly and will continue to be his lover as much as he wants so you cannot display any jealousy. He may be comfortable with this but I doubt it - as broadminded as he is this may be over the top for him. Next, not a word or suggestion to anyone at all - not to best mates’ not even to Sally. The consequences of being found out are too serious to contemplate. You and I must live our lives as we normally would and show a normal mother /son relationship outside the home. Here at home we can indulge in the most exciting sexual adventures together. I am your slut and you are mine and there should be no secrets or desires we cannot explore together. Only your dad gets my first preference. I wont let you make any mistakes and I want you to continue to have girlfriends and a normal teenagers social life. If I find you shunning that for time with me, I’ll have to minimise our contact and I don’t want that as much as you don’t.
I also don’t want you to feel the need to wank - I am here to satisfy your every need so I expect I will make you cum somehow every day at least.
Now put that wonderful hard penis of yours up your mum’s wet sloppy cunt. I’ll try to keep it tight as possible but after the weekend I need to do some pelvic exercises.”
“Mum , this is the first time so I need some assistance - guide me into you please” he asked so gently.
I took hold of his now fully erect steel hard cock and spread my legs as I lay on my back in bed. I guided his cock to my gaping open cunt and rubbed the head up and down my slit then put the eye over my clit and rubbed it vigourously. I couldn’t help but have a quick orgasm and I felt like I had a dildo in my hand that was alive and pulsing. I could stand it no longer and put the head in the entrance to my vaginal hole and instructed,
“Push sweetheart, push it all the way in then stop when you can go no further”
He obeyed beautifully and I actually cried with pleasure and joy at the feel of my boys fabulous sexual tool filling me to the extreme. He wasn’t fat but long - longer than his dad even so it stretched past cervix and as the blood pulsed through it, I could feel it almost vibrating against my cervix and cunt walls. Oh how absolutely wonderful I felt. Not just because I had a full hard cock up me to satisfy my lustiest carnal desires but also because it belonged to my beautiful much loved son who I had decided would also become my lover to help us both with our erotic desires. I knew it was wrong in the eyes of most of my contemporaries but I could not see really why.

“Fuck me Sam” I cried, “ and make me believe that this has all been worthwhile. His beautiful hard young cock filled me and his awkwardness in fucking me was easily overcome by the hardness and enthusiasm in his thrusting.
“Tell me if I’m doing wrong wont you Mum” he cajoled.
“Darling, you are perfect - just keep fucking mummy really hard until you cant hold your spunk back any longer and let go in me - I’ll know when you are cumming” I enthused.
He didn’t hold back and his amazing youthful vigour took me to an almighty groaning orgasm. Sam was concerned he’d hurt me so I had to tell him to keep at it and make it hard as he could. This boy was getting rid of all his pent up frustration I think in one effort but he didn’t really last too long as I suspected. The arousal levels were so high that even though he’d cum once earlier I knew he’d cum again - and he did. He started to stiffen even more (if that was possible) and I think he grew a little fatter and then this cock started to pulse and Soon I felt the warm flow of my boys sperm pumping into my vaginal depths. The very thought of the wickedness and decadence of what I was doing, and with whom, brought me to another gasping shuddering big O. Sam was breathing hard as he collapsed across me,
“Thank you Mum, That was unbelievable” he gasped, “ Now I know why dad loves doing it to you so much. Can we keep doing this forever?”
“Sam for me there is no greater pleasure than having a hard cock inside me and when it is the perfect one like yours and belonging to someone, I love that is the ultimate . Yes we can fuck forever darling as long as we obey those rules we discussed and you let Mum call the shots. Ask for anything you like but I make the final call” I explained once again.
He was still hard. It was years, probably after we were first married that Richard had been able to stay hard in me after cumming - in fact he was able to stay hard enough all night to keep his cock in me while I slept. I was sure Sam would be the same and I had a lot of years of his youth to experience it.
I told Sam that I was moving but he had to stay in me. I pulled my right leg up to my chest and rolled to my left swinging my right leg across my body between me and Sam who lifted himself to let it clear. Then I was on my side and I asked Sam to carefully roll to his right and cuddle behind me being sure not to let his cock leave me. I had my left leg stretched along the bed now and my right pulled up almost to my chest s my cunt was very exposed but still full of Sams cock. Sam reached down to play with my cunt lips.
“Gee mum, you feel very wet and lots of skin and flesh down there” he queried
“Yes darling, a woman after sex especially an older one like me will be hanging open with her inner lips - I must show them to you - hanging outside her outer lips which will be quite puffy if she is really aroused. All our combined juices will be flowing out and its really nicely messy. Your dad loves to lick me clean and suck all the loose flesh into his mouth and I’ll teach you to do that soon” I explained “but right now I want you to stay in me and try to doze off to sleep”.
He spooned me and reached over to grip and tease my nipples by flicking from one to the other.
I think we both drifted off to sleep in that position and I only awoke early in the morning when I felt his cock finally slip out of me. I was tempted to wake him for another fuck but thought better of it and let him sleep since I had plans for that boy.
When we awoke at sunrise, so too did my beautiful boys cock. The morning glory - how wonderful nature is to give men that attribute and when it belongs to a young man it is a sight to behold. I kissed him awake then felt for his cock. It lay hard , incredibly hard along his stomach almost reaching to his belly button. It was a magnificent specimen of manhood, full and engorged with blood. I had to push hard to lift it away from his body but I did and without hesitation, I threw myself over his body I straddled his stomach and reaching between my legs , I slid slow back guiding the head straight into my waiting and very wet (still) cunt.
“Darling, today I’m going to call into work sick and I’ll ring the school and tell them the same. We are going to have a day of full on fun sex. We may not get other opportunities like this so I want to teach it all too you so you will know exactly how to satisfy your mother when she demands. What a day I planned, but right now I needed my first dose for the day and I did intend to see how many shots this boy was capable of in twenty four hours because I knew he was regularly capable of three wanks a day. Being aroused he was going to be able to do more and I intended to keep him hard all day.
I fucked him hard and encouraged him to “cum in mummy’s cunt darling” and he was intrigued and he propped himself up on pillows and watched my cunt doing magic tricks on his prick. He reached down and found my clit, swollen and ready for the slightest touch. Between his very hard cock rubbing my g-spot in this position, his stroking of my clit sent me over the edge into another noisy big cum. I actually wondered whether the neighbours might hear on this still quiet morning. Must remember that I thought since they could put two and two together if they knew Richard was away.
Being his morning woody after a couple of nice cums in the previous twelve hours meant that he was a bit slower off the mark this morning and so I enjoyed my time sitting on him. I spun into the reverse cowboy position and bent forward asking him to play with my “bum hole”. When I turned back to face him I started to explain how we might speak to each other now. I had no issues with him calling me mum when we were fucking that way there was no confusion and I told him I loved to talk dirty as I did with his father so when we were together alone in the house we could and should speak that way to each other “Its very arousing for me darling”.
“Me too mum. I like that crude language” Sam admitted.

And so it was. I fucked him until he came buckets and I lifted off him immediately and knelt astride his chest as I let his cum drip all over his chest.
“Today Mr Sam, you are going to fuck mummy all over the house and in every hole so by the end of the day you will know all there is to know about women and I expect you to put it to good practice on me and any girlfriend you may have “ I commanded.
“Girlfriend” he queried rather surprised.
“Yes darling” I retorted. “You cant go through life just fucking mum and you must live as normal a life as possible for a teenage boy and that will be having fun with girls your own age. I expect it and I want you to do it. It will help that you don’t have to expect girls to fuck you as I’ll be keeping you satisfied at home. You wont have to come home from a date frustrated and needing to wank because I’ll be her to do that, even if dad is around. I’ll figure something out.
One more thing no more clothes when just the two of us are here. I want us both to stay ready and aroused for fun all the time. I’m going to limit my panty wearing too - I always want to have a bare cunt for your sweetheart, ready and willing. Now lets have a shower together and go downstairs for some breakfast and plan the day and the rest of our lives together” I explained in detail.
The freedom of having my new lover, my son, available to me all day in our home was put to very good use because Sam was so eager to learn all he could. The thought crossed me that perhaps it would be better to take things slowly over a period of time and teach him and let him get used to the idea of fucking his mother. However he wanted to know it all and there want all that much in fact. Three holes to fill, a number of erogenous and a intimate knowledge of your own and your partners genitalia. We could go through all of that in a day, have a hell of a lot of un on the way and then Sam would be equipped to keep his mum satisfied as she required and vice versa.

We started the day by attending to normal household tasks and had to have breakfast. As I was working in the kitchen I asked Sam to lick my fanny and arsehole from behind. Bent over a kitchen bench he obeyed perfectly. Then knowing he was hard -he simply didn’t go soft - I asked him to put his cock in me also from behind. This had been a favourite of mine for many years, sometimes when he was a baby sitting in his high chair and sisters out of the way, Richard would ravish me. More recently he would do so on his way to work if we knew Sam was in his room. I told Sam he needed to be prepared for quick episodes of this if his dad was in the house as this was one place we could have a short burst of penetration if Richard was somewhere else in the house. I’d usually be only dressed in a house coat - nothing else - and Sam could fuck me with his sleep shorts on. It promised to be fun.
He then sat me on top of the vibrating washing machine in the laundry which was lots of fun and held distinct possibilities as a favourite location though we wouldn’t be able to hear the approach of anyone over the machine noise. During the morning I gave him another lesson in my anatomy , opening my cunt to his touch and sight and showing how I use a dildo and what my little “silver bullet” vibrator does to bring me to an orgasm. Then I asked if he fancied my anus. I got him to fetch my lubricant and together we covered the vibrator and I let him push it up my bum hole. I was on my back with my legs held bad against my chest so I could watch my boy grimace and concentrate as he pushed the silver bullet in slowly all the while asking me if it was hurting.
“Now darling,’” I suddenly cooed. “ take the vibrator out and replace it with your cock. You’ll need to put lots of gel on it and in my bum as well”
He was such a quick and enthusiastic learner. I watched and felt as the head of his now rock hard penis pushed past the sphincter and he stopped.
“ Push it all the way in sweetheart. its not painful and you can go so deep that your balls will be pushed hard against my bum cheeks” I urged.
I know every man loves a good anal fuck and I was sure my boy would be no different. He stopped when he was ball’s deep and asked
“ Its so hot in there mum is that ok ? Does dad do this to you, Did Greg do this to you on the weekend”
“So many questions darling” I admonished. “ yes to all. Every man loves to fuck his woman anally and some simply don’t because it can be very painful. So don’t ever force any of your girlfriends to do it. You can always come home and mum will happily let you fuck her arse. I quite enjoy it so long as I am well lubed and I can also orgasm by it but that generally because I’m diddling my clit at the same time. I understand some women can cum just from arse fucking though. Dad says the heat of the arse is the best part and of course its tight. Us mothers don’t always have the tightest cunts at our age so it’s a nice change for you guys if you have a lady who lets you do and she enjoys it - like I do.”
“It feels fantastic mum, can I fuck you now?” he asked keenly.
I told him to go ahead and do his best. He’d had his cock in me a few times this morning but he’d only cum once so I told him to go all the way and “load me up with your spunk darling”. In the meantime, I grabbed my silver bullet and let it loose on my clit knowing this would give me a series of nice little orgasms as Sam pumped away in my rectum. All too soon I felt the tell-tale signs of his impending ejaculation and Sam pumped long and hard into my bowels. I had him pull out straight away and told him,
“Go wash your cock and balls thoroughly now Sam. It’s most important that you maintain strict cleanliness after anal sex because we don’t want any nasty bacteria getting in my cunt or mouth for that matter and I certainly want your cock in both those places again soon. When he returned I was still on my back and he remarked on seeing his sperm dribble out of my arse.
“Its very normal darling from arse and cunt and I often love going to work knowing I have dad’s cum running down my leg if I don’t have knickers on. I hope I can take loads of yours with me as well soon” I chuckled lasciviously.
“Do you go to work without knickers, mum?” he asked incredulously.
“Of course sweetheart” I explained, “ if I’m feeling very horny as I have these past few years, it’s very nice to be panty free and I can frig myself under my desk if needs be. It’s especially nice if I’ve had a nice load of cum deposited in my before I leave for work. I’m going to enjoy taking yours with me particularly if I travel on public transport - very naughty and very arousing.”
“Hell mum, are other women as sexy as you are” he quizzed me. “ I don’t think Sally’s mum would do that even though she’s very free and easy and open about sex”
“I don’t know darling but suspect there’s more than would admit to it. I’ve always wondered why we girls can’t have a special secret signal to indicate to each other that we are sexual libertarians. It would be so nice to speak to other girls about our adventures” I complained a bit.
We sat around the house and chatted a lot about life and love all the time playing with each other and teaching Sam of my erogenous zones. By days end he knew my body and all its delicious secrets intimately. At lunchtime we took in some sun by our reasonably secluded backyard pool. Neighbours could see if they deliberately peered over the fence but I doubted any were home. I’m sure the blokes had seen me sunning myself naked out there from time to time as I (and Richard) liked an all over tan. Bit different if seen ‘inflagrante delecto’ with my boy though and everyone knew him. I took the risk and we lay on individual sun lounges and I just held his almost permanently erect cock in my hand until I could stand it no longer.
“ In the pool” I demanded and together we jumped in the deep end. I got Sam to sit on the side and I just floated in the water and let my head rest in his crutch with his cock stuck firmly in my mouth. Dreamy stuff then I asked him to slide into the pool and I wrapped my legs around his body and impaled myself on his prodigious cock. I’d fucked Richard often enough in the pool to know the water played havoc with the lubrication and movement could be a bit rough. I told Sam to stay still and explained why and I just worked my cunt muscles on his cock somewhat like a milking machine. Sam said he needed to cum - it had been a couple of hours at least since he had so we left the pool and ran, giggling like school girls, into the house and I threw myself down on the lounge room floor rug, offering him my rear. He entered me easily and expertly in doggie style - so beautifully deep and fucked me through several orgasms - one very loud. I must remember to keep the noise down. He was slow and methodical, caressing my back and bum then up to my neck. He probed my bum hole with his finger just enough to stimulate the nerves there and reached under me and played wonderfully with my clit. It was probably my longest and most deeply satisfying fuck with him to date and was love -making rather than fucking. He was being playful and wicked by teasing me with his fingers then telling me which girls he would like to fuck. He’d just started at an all boys private school so girls weren’t part of his daily routine but he met them always on the way home and he did have his special attraction to Sally - his first girlfriend.
It was in this position that he asked if he could take photos of me on his phone. Richard had photographed me often and I loved posing for him - it was a real turn on especially looking at them afterwards. No doubt I’d love it with Sam too but in reality I had to refuse because it was just too dangerous and warned him not to sneak any of me as it could end everything. He cajoled me saying it wouldn’t be my face and a lot of his mates had photos on their phone. I bet there weren’t any of their mothers but he surprised me by saying his mate Tim had photos of his mum and sisters that he’d got with a hidden camera. I just insisted,
“Not on Sam under any circumstances. Just think what would happen if dad found them”
This in fact, changed some years later when he was older and at University.
We actually went out for dinner that evening after he’d given me a quick fuck as I dressed - his fourth for the day. He was dressed and was watching me dress in a tiny g-string and reasonably short skirt with a bra that just supported but didn’t hide my tits. He got very aroused and pulled his cock out of his pants,
“Mum, bend over the dressing table please (so well mannered) “ he asked. I knew what was coming as he pulled the g-string aside roughly and pushed his steely hard cock up me again. I had no objection at all and let him have his head as he pounded into me telling me as crudely as he could what he was doing to his “fucking slut mother”. He reached around and grabbed my tits and pulled and squeezed hard on the nipples bringing me