It all started one day when I was at work when I started to receive some text messages from my husband Paul. We texted a lot so it wasn't out of the ordinary. We started chatting about sex and our fantasies. Kind of makes the long boring day at work a bit on the bright side.
We have a healthy sex life. We are very open and express our desires and wants and needs and we have sex a good 3 times a week. Not bad for a married couple who has been married for 24 years.
I just turned 45 and my husband is 51. He still calls me his beautiful bride on occasion and of course makes me feel like it. At my age I still try to maintain a sexy appearance. I exercise a few times a week and I eat pretty decent. I'd say I weigh around 130lbs and I have short brown hair to my shoulders. I, however, am the pale one of the family. My 2 children, got their skin pigmant from my husband who tans too easily. I have to go through a few good sun burns before I begin to tan if I do at all.
My husband was texting me about a fantasy of his and telling me that he always thought it would be hot if I had sex with a younger guy. When I asked about the age frame he said anywhere of legal age til early 20s. I got to thinking about it and the thought of course turned me on. There are so many young guys around and they all have the great bodies. Definitely a turn on I thought to myself. I asked him how serious he was about his fantasy and asked if it was something he really wanted me to do. He said he would probably go through with it if we found a guy that we both agreed upon.
Well later that night we got online and chatted around searching for guys. We met some and brought up what we wanted and some guys were on board and some figured we were messing around. Well we didn't really come to trust the guys online. You never know with the ratio of std's now days. Anyone can have them.
So later in the week we decided to head out on the town to some local night venues and a few bars and see what all we could find. Still we had a hard time finding a guy that met both of our standards. It was harder than we thought.
On the way home my husband made a statement that he wanted a guy to have our sons qualities, in the fact that he was a normal, handsome, and not to crazy. But he wanted an average guy. I agreed with him. And I blatently asked him if he ever thought about this guy being our own son. At first I was nervous as I asked him that and he replied with that he didn't. I thought it was dropped then because how awkward it would become afterwards should that happen.
On the rest of the drive home we were pretty quiet but I couldn't help think about what we were just discussing. Our own son? My own son? Would he be into it? Would it be weird? Has there been other women out there who have tried this? I kept trying to convince my self that it was very wrong but in the back of my mind, it made it kind of exciting. But would I actualy go through with that if the occassion arose.
My son, Adam, is 19. A freshman in college but he still lives with us. My daughter is 22 and is out ofthe house and married as she has a baby on the way. I considered ourselves an average normal family. Adam is really cute with dark hair and dark eyes and of course his tan skin color. He is thin but has some muscle tone to his upperbody. He played basketball for his high school team and he still plays for fun when he can so he is in good shape.
We arrived home and it was late around 10 pm and we both got ready for bed. I came out of the bathroom wearing my normal nighttime attire of a little tshirt and underwear.
I layed down in bed next to my husband and rolled over and kissed him as he was watching Leno. I layed there watching it also but in my head I was thinking more about our earlier conversation and I decided to bring it up again. Knowing our son was in his room I said "you know Adam is just right down the hall" but in a joking manner. He laughed and said yeah I know. I asked if he had thought about it anymore and he asked me the same. I admitted that I had and, he asked if it was somethinng I'd be willing to try. I shooked my head as if I was unsure but he got it out of me that it intrigued me somewhat a little. We talked about it more and he finally said if I wanted to go to his room he would be ok with it but to come back and give him details. I asked if he was sure and he said yes so I got up and went back in the bathroom. I was shaking because I had gotten really nervous.
I decided to put my robe on but, I took off my tshirt and left my underwear on. I probably should have changed it as I had pretty heavy moisture from all of this thinking in my head. I fixed my hair some and tied my robe and walked out looking at my husband. He just looked at me and just smiled. I walked out of the room thinking how crazy this was, should it happen, and thinking how it could start. I knew he had a laptop so I figured it was one way I can start a conversation.
As I got to his room the door was shut but I heard his tv on. It also was on Leno. Like father like son! I knocked softly while cracking the door open to find him laying there but awake. I asked if I could use his laptop for a few minutes to check a few emails and he was fine with it.
I got on the computer and opened my gmail pretending to read some emails while keep looking back at the tv seeming as if I was interested. We also may some small talk here and there before I asked him why he stopped hugging and kissing me before bedtime anymore. Of course he laughed at my little joking comment. I said and you don't snuggle either with me. He laughed more.
I unplugged the power cord to the laptop and got up and went to sit by him on the bed. I said since you don't come to me anymore I guess I have to come to you. It was funny but my thoughts inside my mind were growing more intense. We sat there for a minute engaging in conversation when I decided to pretend to find some porn on his laptop. I showed him somethng I searched pretending it was in his history. He laughed in response. I got up and went to close his bedroom door because I had forgotten to shut it on my way in. I pressed the lock button and turned and said, your dad would flip if he knew we looked at porn together. He nodded but I made my way back to this bed this time laying down on my back propping the laptop up on my belly bracing it with my knees. I asked for him to tell me some good sites and he was willing to. We looked at porn for a few minutes and I was growing more and more horny by the second. There I was beside him, looking at porn. Never once had I imagined this moment in my entire life but I was going with it.
We looked at pictues and some videos for a bit when I decided to pretend I was cold and I manuevered his comforter around to throw over the lower half of my body. When I stopped moving around my foot has rubbed against his leg and I held it there embracing the moment feeling his leg against my toes. I loved every minute of this and he did not adjust his leg either. I kept moving my foot around on his leg til I got the courage to rub it up and down his lower leg a few times and I told him his legs were warm. Silence overcame us as we laid there looking at stuff online and I kept making little comments about how fun it was to do this and about his dad and how he would flip.
Probably about 5 minutes later I closed the laptop and put it down on the floor by his bed and laid back down but I rolledover to face him. I had my hand under the blanket and I placed it on his chest and he looked at me and I went and kissed his forehead. He had a breif smile. I rubbed his stomach asking him if he remembered me doing this when he was young and he did. I made my way further down his shorts but pretended I had a scratch on my leg. As I went to scratch I brushed against his penis and noticed he was hard. I then had a feeling that it would go where I wanted it to go if I made that move.
When I got done scratching I placed my hand back on his lower abdomen region on the waist line of his shorts and I slowly moved my hand further down while my eyes were focused on Leno and the tv. Both of us making little laughs to his jokes made the moment a little better. Before I knew it my entire hand had came to rest on the outside of his shorts on top of his hard penis. He didn't move or adjust so I had a feeling he was into it. I rubbed my fingertips up and down his shaft as I began to feel a bit of wetness through his shorts. His precum was beginning to soak through. I took my hand and with my fingers lifted the waist band and placed my hand under untili found his dick and I grabbed it. It was hard and very warm and yes it was a bit wet on the tip from his precum.
I looked at him and asked him if it felt good that I was touching him this way. He nodded yes and he started to bite his lower lip. I told him to lift his butt up and I slid his shorts off as he assisted in pushing them off with his feet. We both laughed a bit before I resumed touching him.
I started to stroke him slowly up and down feeling him. It wasn't to big and it was about an average size and that was fine with me. The more and more I stroked him the more wet my hand was getting from his precum.
I then raised the comforter enough over his penis and I was staring at it. I loved it. I leaned down and kissed his stomach as I got closer to his penis. I was only inches away when I decided to jus go for it. I stuck my tongue out and touched the tip and tasted his precum. It was a lot as a string of it attached to my tongue as I pulled it away it. This made me want it more so I opened my mouth and placed it over his head and started to slowly take it deeper in my mouth. It was amazing. I was sucking his dick and I had no regrets. I no longer felt weird for it. I enjoyed this and it appeared he was as well.
I took my mouth off of it and continued stroking it with my hand. I had gotten it very wet from my saliva and he seemed to love it. I commenced sucking him and stroking him on and off for a few minutes before I stopped and looked at him. Our eyes met and I asked if it felt good and he said yes. I said you don't hate me do you and he said no. I continued with my hand rubbing his dick. I leaned in and gave him a kiss on his lips to discover he wanted an open mouth kiss. So I went with it, touching my tongue to his while I moved my hand to his face feeling it.
