I went away for the weekend with my best friend and her family. we were sleeping in the same bed and when we were getting changed we took off our bras and put on tshirts and got into bed, when i got in my best friend started slowly rubbing my ass and thighs moving her fingers up to my pussy. i was so turned on my pussy became very wet my undies were damp. she slid her fingers underneath and pushed them deep into my pussy. the tingles were amazing, i was more turned on then when a guy had done this to me. she started fingering me deep and hard and then she rolled me over and pulled off my underwear. she licked my clit slowly and lightly.. teasing me so well. she then put her fingers inside me again and then started sucking on my clit at the same time, she reached up and squeezed my breasts and then came up and began to suck and lick my nipples. i was moaning so bad and then we started scissoring, it felt amazing.. while we were scissoring her mom walked in on us.
I'm a 30 year old female who recently spent time with my 53 year old mother. I live about two hours away and see her once a month. The second night I was there, I had just gotton out of the shower and realized that I had forgotton my body lotion. I knew Mom always had some in her night stand so I went into her room to look. I opened the night stand and saw this red velvet type bag with a draw string. I touched it and it felt odd. I decided to look in it and got the surprise of my life.
It was a huge dildo. It was flesh colored and life like. There was a tag in the bag that said, "molded directly from Kevin Dean's 11" erect cock." I said, "oh my God, my mother is masturbating with this huge dildo!" I was a bit surprised, but then again, I know Mom is not shy about sex either. She hasn't been in a relationship in sometime and I'm sure she gets horny like most of us.
As I sat there looking at and then holding it, I began to have these mental pictures of her plunging it in and out of herself. It was a bit odd, but somehow a bit exciting as well. It was obvious that Mom needed a big cock to get off and that too got me aroused.
I was horny and wanted to masturbate and I decided I wanted to use it. I layed back on her bed, opened my robe and spread my legs. I got it moist by licking it first and realized I may have just tasted my mothers cum. Why, I don't know, but this got me hot. I put the dildo in and it was big. First a few inches and then a few more until I had about 8" in me. It felt wonderful and I was turned on. I fucked myself with it for several minutes until I had taken all but about 2" of it.
I now understood why she like this dildo. It just felt incredible and it produced an orgasm like never before. I actually ejaculated. Later when my Mom returned home, all I could think about was her fucking herself with it and I wanted to strike up a conversation that might lead to her telling me about it.
We had dinner and some wine and got a little light headed. I asked her if she minded if I asked a very personal question. I asked her how often at her age did she masturbate. To my surprise she just answered and said, "about 4 or 5 times a week." I told her I did about the same. I then asked her how she masturbated. She told me she used a toy. I told her that I had thought about toys in the past but didn't know where I would ever get one and in turn said that if I did get one, I would prefer a large one because I needed a good size to reach orgasm.
She then said," oh, I understand that, I really need something large to have a good orgasm." This was my chance to see if she would talk about her dildo. I said, "oh, then you have a big dildo?" She was a bit hesitant, but said, "yes". I said, "oh, really, where did you get it?' She told me on the Internet. I then said, "Mom, would you mind if I saw it?" Her response was, "you really want to see your mothers dildo?" I simply said, "yes."
She motioned for me to come to her room. She sat on the bed, opened her night stand and took out the bag. She reached in and pulled the dildo out. I said, "wow Mom, that looks hot." She said,"it really is great." I asked her if was able to take all of it and she said yes. I then joked and said, "can I see ? LOL" She looked at me and said, "I doubt you want to see your own mother masturbate."
That comment gave me a butterfly. It was taboo and a bit weird but it hit me. In did want to see my mother masturbate. I looked at her and said, "what if I said I wanted to?" She said, "honey listen, if you were to watch me masturbate, that would be like incest wouldn't it?" I said, "Mom,incest is when relatives have sex with each other, not when they watch something."
She said, "Erin I couldn't do that,it wouldn't be responsible of me." I said, "Mom, I'm 30 and you're 53, I think I can make my own choices." I then said, "o.k., let me have it, I want to masturbate with it." Mom hands me the dildo. I said, you can watch me or I'll do it my room." She didn't say a word. Instead, she reached over, took the dildo from me, set it on the night stand, stood up, took off her jeans and then slide down her panties. I was sitting on the bed and she was standing in front of me. When she slide off her panties, I was taken a back. She has this big triangle of dark hair. I had never seen so much hair on a woman, but I had never seen a woman her age nude either.
She layed back on the bed, took the dildo and opened her legs. Oh my God, I started to shake. I was looking at my mothers cunt and she had thick hair spread down her inner thighs. This was really taboo, but I got turned on that she was wanting to do this. She plunged the dildo into herself and started pushing it in and out. After only a minute or so, she was taking all of the 11" in her. The more she fucked herself, the more I could hear her wetness. After five minutes, she began to buxk her hips and all of a sudden, she pulled out the dildo and squirted on me. We were both very turned on.
I think both of us were concerned that we were very hot and when that occurs, you want more. I just sat there staring at her wet cunt. I knew I could lick her. I'm bi and licking a woman is something I love to do, but this was my mother. I thought she would cover up right away and end it, but she layed there and then began to finger herself. I said, "Mom could you cum again?" She said,"yes." I then said, did it excite you that I watched?" She again said, "yes."
Out of the blue, I blurted out, "can I finger you?" Mom didn't say anything, she just pulled her knees back to her chest exposing her cunt to me and that was my permission slip to do so. I put two fingers in her and she moaned. I then put in three fingers and began to slosh them around. She was really moaning and to my surprise said, "Erin, fuck me, fuck me please." I took out my fingers, picked up the dildo and pushed it into Mom's cunt.
She let out this, "Oh my God that's good, fuck me deep." I pushed the dildo in futher and got this rythmic motion going. I was pushing it in until the balls of the dildo hit her lips and then I would pull it all the way out. I was literally shaking. I was on fire and I surprised myself by saying, "I want to lick you."
The shock of my life then happened. Mom took hold of the dildo, pulled it out and said, "lick Mom's cunt Erin." I leaned forward darted my tongue into Mom's hairy cunt. It was sensational. I was so turned on and this was something I never thought about and was totally surprised at how it affected me. The tabooness of licking my mother was euphoric. I knew no one would ever know. I sucked on her lips and would push my tongue in as far as it would go. Mom was so turned on by this. After moaning and bucking her hips, she said, "Erin, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum honey, keep licking me, oh my God here it comes." Right then, Mom squirted on my face, and in my mouth. I kept sucking her until she screamed and then she squited again. Her thighs, the sheet and my face were soaked.
We layed there for a few minutes without talking. I was so horny and wanted to cum. I took a chance and got up off of the bed. Undressed, then got on the bed and strattled Mom's face. Without hesitation, she began to lick me. She made long licks up and down my cunt and then would stick her tongue in me. I was so turned on and uninhibited I said, "lick my cunt Mom." With that, she began to lick me furiously. I became very vocal saying, "I'm going to cum on you Mom, do you want my cum?" She moaned loudly which told me yes. A minute later I said,"I'm going to cum Mom." She sucked furiously and then it happened. I began to squirt and I could see Mom swallowing. She pulled my lips open and I gave one last push and squirted again. It went all over her face and hair.
We layed there for maybe ten minutes not saying anything. Mom then looked at me and said, "what do you think?" I said, "I think that was incredibly hot." We have done this three times in the last year and it isn't uncomfortable to us to see each other or even talk about it. It is a an incredibly hot sexual experience that is very private and no one other then you readers will ever know.
Cheated on my boyfriend last weekend and it felt so good, never been so wet and juicy in my life, he pounded me for hours. It was such intense passionate sex could feel his thick big cock pulse inside of me while he shot his hot load in me twice. And now I just want more and more, now have a obsession with thick cocks and feeling the hot cum inside me, someone please help me out
I am dating this guy for sex. We don't have much in common, he sometimes gets on my nerves and he is way too much into sports especially watching it on television.
He has a nice body and an equally large cock ! He gets hard at a touch of a button and he fucks like an angel. Our best moments are spent between the sheets and I sometime feel guilty that I use him as a boy toy.
I don't know how it started, but as a girl as young as ten, I've been an exhibitionist. I was never molested and came from a very loving home. I think something was just wired wrong in my head and I like to let people see parts of me they aren't supposed to.
When my family would go to the beach, I would dig holes in the sand, but bend over too deep and too long. Boys my age would look, but even men my Dads age and older would look too. When I knew I had their attention I would try to show more. Sometimes I would pull my bikini to the side splitting my pussy. Sometimes I would pull my bikini down a bit allowing it to sag away from my pussy. It all depended on how much I wanted to show which was most often all of me.
It became habit for me to wear skirts without panties just so I could "accidentally" show someone my pussy. One of my favorite ways to sit in a skirt was with my knees up to my chest and feet apart. I loved the way I felt so open and exposed.
I was sitting that way once at a shopping mall just watching peoples reactions as they passed. Probably several dozen men saw my pussy each time I did that. Some would stop and sit across from me and pretend to wait for someone.
My Dad had a thing for classic cars and was in the process of restoring a VW from the 60's. He had a friend over to help him one weekend. I was their helper getting them drinks and handing over tools. His friend was working on the engine from the bottom and Dad was working from the top.
I would walk back at forth around the front of the car making sure his friend had a good view up my skirt. When I thought he had a good view I would casually play with the edge of my skirt flipping it up a bit. My Dad could see me, but I thought I was being discreet enough for him not to grasp what I was really doing.
My Mom came out to let my Dad know he had a phone call. As soon as he left I wanted to make sure his friend saw more. His friend slid to the front of the engine with his head just under the bumper. I walked over to the front bumper and casually put my knee on in.
I heard him stop working and I smiled to myself. I heard him take a deep breath and I put my knee further out, spreading myself for him. The door opened, I put my leg down and Dad told me to go inside.
Just from the inside of the door, I could hear Dad telling his friend not to worry about it and that they knew I had a problem. What problem was Dad talking about? I felt fine.
A few days later, I found myself in a Psychiatrists office discussing my problem. It took a few sessions with him before we even approached the subject of me being an exhibitionist. He asked if someone was hurting me and I told him how great my home life is.
We began to talk about instances of me flashing people and just talking about it was exciting to me. I began to discreetly flash my Psychiatrist soon after that session. At first, I would move around in the chair often trying to get my skirt to cooperate. He knew what I was doing, but made no attempts to correct the behavior.
One session, he bluntly asked me, "Are you wearing panties?". I'd never been confronted about it before and was actually embarassed by it. I told him I was and he politely called me a liar.
He then said, "If you enjoy showing off, why lie about it when caught?". I was stumped. I didn't have a good answer. I think his goal of confronting me was to correct the bad behavior, but instead he got the opposite.
I put my knees up to my chest and feet apart like I did at the mall so many times. He looked while at the same time telling me that wasn't appropriate.
That's how our sessions went for a while. I would show him my pussy while we talked. He would always have his notebook on his lap. I never knew if I excited him, but I hoped I did. Sometimes, he would steal glances. Other times, he would blatantly stare.
I saw him for just under a year. Most of the time we talked about everything else other than my flashing problem. My pussy would be exposed while we talked about movies, TV, school.
I still have a habit of flashing people, so obviously I wasn't cured. If this habit had a negative impact on my life, I would see it as a problem, but it's not a compulsion and I'm not hurting anyone.
When I was 16 and horny, I went to my friend's cottage. His parents were European and as soon as we got there, his mother got totally nude. This was very new to a Canadian boy and I had never seen a woman's body.
I was a skinny boy with a big fat cock and I had a hard time hiding my bulge in my board shorts all weekend.
She would sunbath and swim a good part of the weekend and we would take boat rides and she was totally nude. She had beautiful breasts with large nipples, a nice figure and a small strip of hair on her large pussy lips.
On Sunday morning I woke-up late and went outside - turns out my friend and his father were gone to get firewood on some island on the lake. She was there in the sun naked again with a large sun hat. We chatted for a while and at one point she turned over and asked me to put lotion on her back.
She handed me the lotion and I started with her neck, her shoulders, her back, her lower back and was doing her buttock when I realized maybe it was wrong. She told me that she was enjoying my hands and that I could continue so I continued and did her legs and her feet and then back to the buttock and back. I don't think I missed an inch.
She turned over and asked me if I wanted to do her front. I was so hard my cock was almost hurting. I began with her shoulders, her arms, her nice breast & nipples, her stomach, etc... At one point I realized that I was cumming in my shorts.
She was guiding my hand and it was amazing. She saw the wetness in my shorts and suggested that I take them off. I did and it was strange to have someone look at my cock. I was sitting on a towel beside her and she came between my legs and began to suck on my cock. She totally gulped it and had me cumming a second time.
She then continued and it was more enjoyable as I did not feel the urge to come. She sucked me and gulp and licked me for what seemed a good 45 minutes and then began to play with my anus with her finger and that got me to come a third time.
She swallowed every last drop of my young cum. This was definitely one of the best blowjobs of my life.
I have a question for you guys out there. I am a woman btw. Do you like it when a girl's pussy gets really wet? Mine gets dripping wet very easily. Is that a turn on or do you find it gross? I am just curious as some guys I have been with loved and others didn't say a thing. I am assuming it's a personal like/dislike.
I just thought I'd ask outright.
I am bi and was recently single and went online on a gay website to see if I could find a fuckbuddy. My gf and I had just broken up and I was in the mood for non-committal fun.
I noticed one of the guys had taken a self-picture in a mirror of a gym - but not just any gym - the one in my condo building. I recognized the colour of the walls and the equipment.
So I started chatting him up and he was actually a very nice guy ! He told me that he was bi and just curious and was afraid to meet. I showed him a fake picture so he wouldn't recognize me in the elevators as I was a bit apprehensive as he was my neighbour.
I started hanging out at the gym and sure enough, on the second day he came in. I chatted him up a bit and he had no idea that I knew he was bi and that he had been on a gay site.
We went in the changeroom and I purposely got naked in the shower and pranced around the changeroom. I then followed him in the sauna and I let my big cock hang out for him to enjoy. I was purposely getting up and putting water on the oven rocks so he could look at my back and my nice muscular ass.
Nothing happened but he asked me if I would get together with him for dinner and drinks. We did meet and we have been having amazing sex - this guy told me that I seem to be reading his mind. Well he doesn't know or realize that we chat online and we talk about sex and he tells me all of his desires and fetishes. He even shared that he had met a guy and goes in great details.
I feel a bit bad because I hid from him because I was shy and not for the intention of being deceitful. But for once I get a lover that indirectly tells me his wants and needs and what he loves in the bedroom everytime we chat online.
I hope he never finds out that his lover and his internet buddy are the "same" person.
when i was younger my bf and i visited his family for the weekend. we had to share with his younger brother but couldnt help it one night after a few glasses of wine so i climber on him and started to ride him slowly and quietly. I look up to notice his brother watching us whilst pretending to sleep but carry on regardless, playing with my tits making eye contact with him throughout whilst bouncing up and down on his brothers big cock. By the look on the brothers face he had his hand on his dick and Im pretty damn sure i made two brothers cum and pretty much the same time which, strangely, im quite proud of.
My bf and I broke up a couple of years later and since then i have bumped into his brother a couple of times.... both times have resulted in me being bent over and having his dick slipped into me.... to my delight as he's a good inch or two bigger than his brother. :)
I'm now 30. When I was 3 my parents were divorced and mom got married a year later to another man. He didn't pay much attention to me at first like about till 7 years. About then, when I was 10 he started exposing himself to me, very subtle at first. Like I would come home from school and he would be there, mom was at her job as a nurse. I always went to the bathroom when I first got home and sometimes I would walk into the bathroom and see him standing there with his penis hanging out like he was gonna pee. He would always say he was sorry, like it was an accident. I know now that he was doing it on purpose and he wanted me to see it which I did, a lot. He was a salesman and worked his own hours so I think he timed it to where he was at home when he knew I was gonna be there.
Things went on like that for a while until one day when mom was out of town for some kind of nurse convention he walked out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around him. It was open in the front and he came into my room to ask me something, he said. He was standing there talking to me and I couldn't help but notice his dick hanging out through the opening in the towel. He noticed my eyes wandering down there and again said he was sorry but this time he held it out and shook it a little and said it was nothing for me to be embarrased about, just a part of a mans body, etc. He pulled the towel closed and walked out of the room. I was very confused. On the one hand I was very curious about it and on the other I knew I shouldn't be looking at his dick like that.
Dad and I (I was calling him that by now) used to like to stay up late and watch tv after mom was asleep. He would always be in his underwear. One night I noticed how he had his hand down the front of his underwear feeling himself. I paid no attention until I looked over and saw his underwear sticking up what looked like about a foot. I asked him what was wrong with it. He pulled the front of his underwear down and showed it to me and said that it just got that way sometimes. I was amazed, it was so BIG. At that point I was wondering why he would be showing me that so I asked him why. He said that he thought that I was old enough to know what that part of a man's body looked like. To be truthful I was facsinated by it and couldn't look away. He was rubbing it the whole time we talked. The head of it looked like it was swelling up. It had these big veins in it. I noticed every detail. I kept glancing at it while we talked until suddenly he started breathing hard and said "sorry". I looked at his dick and this stuff was squirting out of it. It went on the coffee table, the floor, everywhere. Of course now I know all about that but at the age of 10 I was clueless. Scared me to death I thought he had hurt himself and stood up and asked him if he was ok. He said yeah and that he didn't mean for that to happen. Of course, I was full of questions then and he explained everything to me. He even did it again for me about an hour later but this time he was a lot more obvious about it. He went and got some lotion and squirted it on his dick and stood there pumping on it while I watched. When he came, there wasn't as much as the first time naturally but his sperm still shot out about a few inches. The first time it was about 2 feet.
After that he would almost always be home when I got there from school. We would sit there on the couch and watch tv and talk. I guess he would catch me staring at his crotch which I guess I did because he would rub himself and ask me if I wanted to see it again and I would just giggle. He unzipped his pants and got it out and would shake it till it got hard. At first he just dry jacked himself but after a while he would tell me to go to the bathroom and get his lotion for him. After a while I would squirt some on his dick and watch him coat it all over before he jacked off for me. I liked to watch him stand in front of me while he did it. It became a little game for us. We would both guess if "a lot" was gonna come out. Sometimes he would cum in buckets, sometimes just a couple squirts. I guess over time it all had to do with how much he and mom were fucking combined with how much he would jack off for me. All I know is that over time I got to where I enjoyed watching it more each time he did it. I would run from the school bus at the end of the block to our house because I knew he was gonna be there to put on a show for me. Eventually he got to where he would be there with his dick already out of his pants and rubbing it when I walked in.
Looking back on all this I know that what he was doing was very wrong but the thing is, I loved it and I was never "damaged" because of it. I grew up, dated a number of guys, and am now married with a girl of my own, who's 4. With almost every guy I've had sex with, I've asked him to jack off for me. Some were willing, some weren't. My husband loves to do it in front of me and we often have mutual masturbation sessions. Of course it's obvious where my love of watching a man masturbate came from. If anyone is wondering if my stepdad ever touched me or tried to take advantage of my body, the answer is no. He was actually very loving and we did do other, more "normal" father/daughter things together. My mom never found out about our special time together and as for my stepdad, we talk on the phone occasionally. They were divorced when I was 12 and mom never re-married. He moved out of town with his job. Part of me feels guilty about enjoying what we did, like I was the one doing something wrong, but the fact is I loved it. I'm not ashamed to say it now, I did.