I furiously rubbed my pussy as Mike, my husband, told me of his dalliances earlier in the evening. Other women would be furious if their husband came home and admitted that not only was he in a threesome with his best friend and his daughter, but he also fucked Tiffany, our 16-year-old daughter in the living room while the rest of us were sleeping. As I said other women would be furious, but other women don’t have my secret.
My name is Lisa; I’m 41 and have been married to Mike for close to twenty years. We have three beautiful kids: David, Mika and Tiffany. David’s seventeen and the girls are sixteen. I have a thriving catering business and for the most part I’m beyond happy. But I’m also bored. To say our sex life has fallen into the routine zone would be an understatement. I’ll admit I’ve been craving more excitement wanting to break more taboos. I was afraid to bring this up to him. I was afraid how he’d react. I was afraid he’d think I was a bad person. But after hearing about his exploits I knew he was just like me, and that turned me on.
After he finished his confession he put his hands over his face and started crying. I stopped playing with my pussy, moved closer to him, embraced him and said, “It’s okay.”
“I fucked Tiff,” he cried. “Why aren’t you mad?”
“I have something to tell you,” I said as I wiped away his tears. I then grabbed his hand and started giving my confession.
It started a few weeks back when the girls were visiting my mom. It started because the bathroom door in the master bedroom is warped. I’ve asked Mike over and over to get it fixed, but like a lot of minor home improvement needs he chose to ignore it.
One day I came home from a major catering gig. I smelled like a plethora of fried foods. The only thing on my mind was washing the smell off. When I walked in the house, I yelled, “Anyone home?”
“I am,” David called from the family room.
Big surprise, David was watching TV. Big surprise there, all he does is watch TV, play video games or is on his computer doing God knows what. Don’t get me wrong I love my son. But I wish he’d get a life. At 17 he should be outside having fun and hanging out with real people. Instead he’s inside wasting his youth, which is a shame because at 6’1, and 180 lbs he’s actually a pretty good-looking kid.
“What are you watching?” I asked.
“Lost: Season Six, it just came out on Blu-Ray,” he said.
“Didn’t you already see that?” I asked.
“But this has commentary tracks,” he replied.
“Enjoy it,” I said. “I’m going to go take a shower.
“Okay,” he said.
I went upstairs to my room, turned the shower on, slid out of my clothes and entered it. I’ll admit that I didn't close the bathroom door. I didn’t forget, because it was warped I chose not to.
As I was covering my body in soap, I noticed something out of the corner in my eye. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was David stroking his cock, watching me soap up my 5’4, 120lb, and 38D-24-34 body.
I didn’t no what to do. If I interrupted him it would probably embarrass him and make him more introverted. So I did something my parents would have done and something I swore I’d never do, ignore the problem and hope it would go away.
I’ll admit I peeked a few times. He definitely had his fathers cock. I then got sad realizing that he was wasting it by never asking a girl out on a date.
A few minutes later I could see cum erupting from his cock. This turned me on. After he wiped up his juices with his t-shirt I gave myself an orgasm thinking about everything that had just transpired.
Afterwards I dried myself off, got dressed and walked downstairs. David was once again watching TV. I tried to talk to him. He couldn’t make eye contact. In my mind we were both embarrassed by what happened, even though I’m pretty sure he thought he was being stealth and I didn’t see a thing.
I didn’t tell Mike about this, I had no idea how he’d act. So I did what any concerned parent would do, I searched the Internet. When you type, “Son jerks off while Mom showers” you get some interesting search results. Most of it was links to porn sites. However one was a link to a site called Lush Stories. The article (story) for the most part was a virtual retelling of what happened to me. The only difference was that the mom in the story invited her son to join her in the shower in lieu of him staining the carpet with his joy juice.
I masturbated to every word in the story until it and I reached climax. I couldn’t stop there, I hit the incest button and continued to rub my pussy as I read story after story of family carnal delights.
Until this moment if anyone mentioned the word incest I would have given you a disgusted look and told you that it was disgusting. But there I was, playing with my pleasure box as I read about mothers fucking sons; fathers fucking daughters; entire families fucking each other. I had never been more turned on in my entire life as I was at this moment. I then noticed an audio story entitled “Daddy’s Slutty Angel” by Soft Annabelle. I put on my headphones, hit play and played with my wet pussy as Soft Annabelle narrated her story. I slid three fingers in and out of it with one hand and rubbed my swollen clit with the other as she told the story of how she seduced her father. Hearing her tell the story with such conviction brought me to one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had.
As I went to bed that night the only thing I could think of was David stroking his cock as he watched me and Annabelle seducing her father.
Before heading into work the next day I signed-up for a Lush Stories account and messaged Annabelle asking her if her story was true.
Later that day I headed home. Once again David was watching TV and once again I told him I was taking a shower. Minutes after the water started flowing I rubbed my pussy in anticipation until I saw from the corner of my eye David stroking his cock. This time I have him a show. I stuck my ass out and reached my fingers between my legs and fingered myself. Although I couldn’t get a clear look I imagined him rapidly playing with his hard unit as mommy pleasured herself. I was hoping that he would get up the nerve to join me in the shower where I’d let him do everything he imagined to me. By the time I brought myself to my happy place I glanced to see if he was still there. He wasn’t. As I got out of the shower I noticed that he didn’t clean up after himself and that him cum was splattered on the floor. I scooped it up with my fingers and tasted it. Mmmmmm. At that moment there was no way I’d ever be considered mother of the year.
That night I sat at my computer, masturbating as I read incest story after incest story. Then out of nowhere I got a chat request from Soft Annabelle.
“Hi,” I typed.
“Hi,” she responded back. “It’s true,”
‘Wow,” I typed with disbelief. I then proceeded to tell her everything that has recently happened with me.
“That’s so hot,” she typed.
I then I told everything I wanted him to do to me.
“Give it time and it’ll happen,” she typed.
I was torn. Part of me wanted that so bad. The other part of me was scared shitless.
She then typed, “I live in L.A. too. What part?”
“Santa Monica,” I typed.
“Hey neighbor I live in Venice Beach,” she typed. “We should meet up for coffee sometime.”
“Definitely,” I responded before I had to logoff after hearing Mike walking toward my office.
The next day I had a message from Annabelle with her number and a plea to call her as soon as I got home from work.
As I drove home I had butterflies in my stomach as I called her. The phone rang three times before a seductive female voice answered.
“Hello,” she said.
“Is this Annabelle?”
“Yes, Is this Lisa?”
“Are you home?”
“Call me when you get home and make sure you’re alone.”
She then hung-up.
I drove up as fast as I could. When I got there as usual David was watching TV. Instead of telling him I was going to take a shower I told him I needed him to run some errands for me. He bitched and moaned that there was a Dr. Who marathon on.
Just to get him out of the house I told him he could buy himself a new video game. He happily turned off the TV, took my car keys and left the house. Once he was gone I knew I had the house to myself for a few hours. I then grabbed the phone and called Annabelle. Once she answered I said, “ I have the house to myself.”
“Do you have an Iphone 4?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
“Turn on Face Time,” she said.
I hit the camera icon and a beautiful woman’s face appeared. She didn’t look like I imagined her to look. She had dyed red hair cut into as bob. If I had to compare her to anyone I would say that she’s a hotter version of Allyson Hannigan from “How I Met Your Mother.” She then panned the camera down to reveal that she was naked and was a sporting a hot 20-year-old body. If I had to guess she probably weighed between 110-115lbs and was 32A-24-34.
“You’re beautiful,” I said as I watched her play with her shaved pussy.
“So are you,” she said. “You’re a total MILF. Now I see why you’re son watches you. Go to his room.”
I walked upstairs as I watched this beautiful creature masturbate. When I opened his door, she had me flip the camera so she could see every inch of the room. I then heard her say, “Take off all your clothes and go sit on his bed.”
Again I did as I was told. I held the camera in my left hand so she could watch me slowly undress. I wanted her to see every inch of my body as my clothes fell to the floor. When I was fully naked she said, “You’re beautiful.”
I blushed as I climbed onto the bed. Watching her masturbate got me even hornier. I then put the phone close to my trimmed pussy so she could watch me spread my legs and start rubbing. After a few seconds I lifted the phone up so I could watch her pleasure herself.
We watched each other intently as our fingers slid in and out of our pussies. The sounds of our moans filled the room.
Together as we watched each other rub our love boxes at a furious pace she asked, “How bad do you want your son to fuck you?”
“Very bad,” I said.
“Tell me what you want to do to him?
“I want to suck his cock.”
“I want to stroke it.”
“I want it inside me?”
“That’s so hot,” she said.
“I want him so bad,” I said.
“Rub faster,” she demanded. “I want you to cum all over his bed. I want him to know that you want him as bad as he wants you.
As she said that I rubbed myself to another very intense orgasm.
As pleasure was overwhelming my body I could hear the same thing happening to Annabelle.
“That was intense,” Annabelle said giggling.
“Yes it was,” I replied.
“My battery’s about to die,” she said. “Let’s meet tomorrow 10 A.M. at that little coffee shop over by the Lowes Hotel.”
“I’ll be there,” I said as I continued to play with my pussy.
After she disconnected I laid on David’s bed fucking myself and imagining what the next day would bring. After making myself cum God knows how many times, I got off the bed picked up my clothes, got dressed and waited impatiently for the next day to arrive. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t eat. All I could do was think about meeting Annabelle and the pleasure she was going to bring into my life.
The next morning I arrived at the coffee shop a few minutes before ten. I was wearing a white top and a cute short black skirt. I ordered a chai latte. Found the perfect seat. And waited. The clock on my phone and the one on the wall were both moving at a snails pace. As the clock inched past 10:15 I started to give up hope that she’d even show. I tried calling her number, but it went straight to voicemail.
Just as I was about to give-up and head home she walked into the coffee shop. As she entered every guy stared at her. She was taller then I imagined, maybe 5’10. She was wearing this adorable sundress. And had a cute little tattoo of a bird on her left ankle. She walked over to me, I stood-up and we hugged each other.
“Hey Mom,” she said. “So sorry I’m late.”
At first I was confused about what came out of her mouth, but I quickly realized what she was doing and decided to play along by saying, “Honey, you’ve been late since the day you were born.”
She started laughing and then said, “I’m going to get a drink, want anything?”
I shook my head no.
Minutes later she joined me at the table. Instead of sitting across from me she sat right next to me. With one hand she held her coffee, with other she slid it under the table and up my skirt. She then slid my panties over and started to play with my pussy.
I was in shock, no one had ever done anything sexual to me in public. At first I was worried that someone would notice what was happening, but as her fingers filled my cunt I started to care less and less about what other people thought.
“How’s Dad?” she asked as her thumb circled my clit.
“He’s at work,” I said as my body was quivering with delight. “Per usual he’ll be working late.”
“What’s David doing today?” she asked as she started to finger fuck me faster.
I took a deep breath before answering, “You know the usual, sitting home and watching TV.”
“Of course he is,” she said as flashed a wicked smile.
She then proceeded to add another finger into my pussy and started pounding it at an even more frantic pace. I started shaking. My body started going flush, as this beautiful creature was about to give me the mother of all orgasms. I bit my lip as my body was awash with pleasure.
After I came she removed her fingers and tasted them.
“Mmmmmmm,” she said as I sat there in shock.
“Wow,” was all I could say.
“Mommy,” she said. “Before we go shopping I need to stop by the house I left something there.”
“Okay,” I said. “Let’s go home.
During the drive home Annabelle and talked. She told me about her relationship with her father and why it ended. I told her about Mike and how boring our relationship had gotten. It felt good that I finally had a friend who I could tell everything and anything too.
Twenty minutes later we pulled up the driveway. We walked inside and like I usually do I yelled, “Is anyone home?”
And like usual David yelled from the family room, “I’m watching TV.”
We walked over toward him. The second David saw Annabelle I could tell he was smitten. I have to admit I felt a little jealous. After all I loved being the only object of David’s desire.
“David, this is Annabelle,” I said.
She waved hello.
David trying to act cool, and I emphasis the word trying could only say, “Sup?”
Annabelle and I giggled at that.
“She just joined the catering team,” I said. “And we came here to get her some uniforms.”
“Cool,” he said.
We then both walked upstairs giggling. When we got to my room she grabbed me, held me tight and gave me a very passionate kiss.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since we Face Timed yesterday,” she said in-between lip locks.
“Me too,” I replied.
After a few minutes of kissing she threw me onto the bed, spread my legs, removed my panties and then started kissing and licking my privates. As she fucked me with her tongue I bit my lips in an attempt to not make any noise. But with the way she was making me feel I knew it was a losing battle.
I tried to hold back my moans of pleasure, but just knowing that David was downstairs, probably listening, probably unzipping his pants, letting his large cock free was too much to bear and I couldn’t contain my orgasmic screams any longer. Right before Annabelle could bring me to yet another climax she stopped. Got off the bed. Slowly shed her clothes. And stood at the edge of my bed fingering herself. She then moved toward the bathroom. Was she doing, what I thought she was doing? The second I heard the shower water flowing I had my answer,
As she walked back I slid off my skirt and ripped off my top. She joined me on the bed where we started making out, while we fingered each other’s pussy. I then started kissing her neck, her tits and moved downward until I somehow maneuvered it to where she was sitting on my face.
This took me back to back when I was in college and my sorority sister, Amy Noonan and I would experiment with each other. It had been so long that I actually forgot how much I enjoyed the company of other women.
While she was grinding on my face while my tongue swirled her clit she screamed between moans, “We have company.”
I pushed her off of me, and I saw David standing in the bedroom doorway stroking his cock with a very shocked look on his face.
Annabelle then laid on her back next to me. Our legs crossed as we rubbed each others soaking wet pussy. David just stood there stroking. The only movement he made his hand up and down his huge shaft.
We started rubbing faster. He started stroking faster. He started shaking. His eyes rolled back. He let out a grunt as he shot his load all over the bedroom floor. Before he could watch us cum he turned bright red and ran to his room.
After we brought each other’s bodies pleasure I looked at Annabelle and she could see the disappointment all over my face.
“I thought he’d join us,” I said.
“Maybe you need to make the first move,” she replied.
She then stood-up grabbed my hand and led me off the bed. We walked out of the room, down the hall all the way to David’s room. Annabelle blocked my hand, as I was about to knock. She then grabbed the door and opened it. David was lying on the bed once again playing with his dong.
He looked shocked as we busted in and even tried to cover his raging hard-on. Annabelle walked over, removed the obscuring pillow and grabbed his cock. As she stroked it she said, “Did you like our little show?”
He nodded yes as her hand moved up and down his hard shaft.
“You have a very beautiful cock,” she said. “Has anyone ever told you that before?”
Once again he shook his head no as I sat at the edge of his bed rubbing my pussy.
“Has a girl ever played with your penis before?” she asked.
Again he shook his head no.
“Have you ever had a girl suck your cock?” she asked.
Again he shook his head no.
“Do you want your mom to suck it?” she asked.
This time he nodded yes.
I crawled between his legs, put both my hands onto his massive unit and started stroking. While I spit on it I watched him suck on Annabelle’s tits. As he pinched them I put his cock into my mouth. He moaned. Annabelle leaned over, kissed and asked, “Do you like mommy’s mouth on your cock?”
“Yes,” he moaned.
As I swirled the tip of his cock with my tongue Annabelle got off the bed, walked behind me and used her tongue to explore my pussy and asshole. My son and I were now moaning in unison.
“Don’t mom,” he said. “You feel so good.”
“I know something that’ll feel better,” I said.
Annabelle then joined us on the bed where we both took turns making his cock our mouths plaything.
A few minutes later Annabelle stared at me and said, “He’s ready.”
I laid above my son. Our tongues danced with each other as Annabelle sucked his cock before guiding it into my pussy.
Once he entered me, I looked at him, smiled and said, “You’re no longer a virgin.”
I then started to vigorously ride his cock.
Annabelle soon climbed next to him. Started kissing him and started yelling, “Fuck the pussy you came out of. Fuck it harder”
After a few minutes of me riding him Annabelle yelled, “My turn!”
She got on her back. I climbed on her face as David spread her legs and started pounding.
“Faster, faster,” she screamed in a muffled tone.
David intently watched her eat my pussy as his cock moved in and out of her.
It was so hot watching him fuck. I watched David take his first steps, listened to his first words, walked with him on his first day of school. But this was my favorite David first. I now wanted, no needed him back inside of me.
Minutes later I was on all fours. Annabelle sat in front of me, legs open and my tongue was once again one with her pussy. David was now fucking me from behind. As his hands held onto my ass, I could feel him watching intently as I pleasured Annabelle. I could feel his body shake and his cock throb. Seconds later he grunted as he filled my box with hot load.
As soon as he was done Annabelle moved him out of the way as she sucked it out of my pussy.
We then all lied on his bed kissing each other all over. Annabelle pointed to his cock, which was once again hard as a rock.
“I think I love this boy,” she said laughing.
“Bitch, he’s mine,” I said laughing.
In anticipation of the next round we once again made his hard cock our mouths plaything.
The rest of that afternoon was spent letting David explore our bodies and teaching him how to be an amazing lover.
And that concluded my confession.
I looked at my husband; instead of crying he was stroking his massive cock. I then said, “That’s why I’m not mad at you.”
“You fucked David?” He asked.
“Yes,” I answered.
“How often have the two of you fucked?” he asked.
“Every chance we get,” I replied.
“And you have a female lover?” he asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
“When was the last time both of you were with Annabelle?” he asked.
“Yesterday afternoon at her house,” I answered.
“What about just the two of you?” he asked.
“While everyone was out,” I answered.
“Do you still love me?” he asked.
“Oh God yes,” I replied.
“That is so hot,” he said.
Upon hearing those words I did something I hadn’t done in a long time, I climbed onto my husbands cock and started riding it. He didn’t have to beg or plead. Tonight I rode him like I’ve never ridden him before; because I’ve never felt closer to him then I did at this moment in time.
After he filled my pussy, we lied on the bed holding each other and laughing at how we were both perverts.
He then stopped laughing and said, “I was with Tiffany and you were with David. So, what are we going to do about Mika?”
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