Perverturbed

Explicit content. If you're under 18 get off my lawn you datgum whippersnappers.

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Tumblr jumps the shark

It will be interesting to see traffic stats for Tumblr before and after the porn-ocalypse. I expect Tumblr will shut down entirely within a year or two. It could be sold but I doubt it.

I won’t be spending much time on Tumblr, that’s for sure.

The real tragedy is that there were a lot of ordinary people who felt empowered and liberated by posting their nude photos on Tumblr. Real people, real bodies of all shapes and sizes, real natural beauty. All of it, gone.

It will be missed.

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SouthernMommy as well as LustyBiMom78 (idle for almost a year) just disappeared from Tumblr. Is Tumblr banning accounts?

Edit: SouthernMommy is now BustyFemale. I don’t know why my XKit didn’t catch the change. Beware! The SouthernMommy name has now been taken by someone else who is posting commercial porn spam.

But both LustyBiMom78 and her backup duplicate blog LustyMomsDiary are definitely gone, and the latter has been taken for spam also.

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Fireworks!

Well, I know there’s going to be a lot of you internet perverts who are going to be very happy about this.  After getting endless questions about whether I’d have a threesome with my son, I can say that it actually happened, much to my surprise.  And also, this one is for the many of you who keep asking about my interactions with my son’s friends.

My son’s best friend came to spend all of last week with us. They haven’t gotten to spend nearly as much time with each other since we moved, and it’d been a while since he’d been over, so it was nice for them that it worked out.  My husband took Monday and Tuesday off work, so we all hung out together for a few days.  There was quite a bit of time spent in or around the pool, but Monday we went golfing and Tuesday we went on a hike.  It was the first time since getting the bigger tits, and let me just tell you that I was surprised at how much they actually got in the way of doing both of those activities!  But every time I started getting frustrated with them, I saw at least one of the three boys (I’m including my husband, because he’s totally just a big kid when he’s around big boobs) staring at my chest, and it was a clear and immediate reminder of why I got them.

Our township did the big community fireworks display on Saturday night, which they usually do when the July 4th is during the week, so we didn’t plan anything for the 4th.  Since we weren’t going anywhere, there wasn’t any reason I shouldn’t drink and enjoy myself, so I definitely was doing that.  I had forgotten, though, that my husband had to be back at work on Thursday, so he actually left late in the afternoon so he could have dinner with his waitress girlfriend and watch some fireworks with her.  I was really drunk and horny, though, so I (fairly easily) convinced him to take me up to the bedroom and fuck me before he left.  He kept telling me I was being too loud and the boys would hear, but he sure wasn’t doing anything to keep me quiet!

Quite some time after he left, my son grilled hamburgers for a late dinner, and as we ate, we could hear some of the people near us shooting off fireworks in their yards.  They were just the big booming ones, since it wasn’t dark enough for the pretty ones yet.  But my son suggested we could lounge in the pool and watch them when they started. Looking back, I can see all the pieces of a plan, although I don’t know exactly how developed it was or if he just made it up as he went, but my son got me a beer to drink with my burger even though I had mostly sobered up after my husband had left.  Another beer appeared by the time I finished that one, and then it seemed like there was never not some kind of alcoholic drink nearby for me to enjoy while we swam and waited for nightfall.  I can’t even tell you now how much I drank, but I only noticed that it had been a lot when I got out of the pool to turn on the pool and patio lights, and my path to the switches and back was anything but straight.

The boys were horsing around in the pool when I got back in, trying to dunk each other.  They kept splashing me as they wrestled around, so I started splashing them back.  Of course, all that ended up doing is getting me involved in their rough play, and before long I was being jostled back and forth between them and occasionally dunked under the water also.  At some point my tits popped out of my bikini top, but I didn’t even notice until the roughhousing stalled while we all were laughing and trying to catch our breath.

“Why didn’t you tell me I was hanging out?” I scolded, trying to cover myself with one arm and reposition my bikini with my other hand.

My son just shrugged and said, “I figured you knew. Besides, you’ve been on the verge of falling out of that bikini ever since you put it on after fucking Dad right before he left.”  I must have made some kind of surprised face, because then he said, “Yeah, we heard you. I don’t think either of you were actually trying to keep it a secret. Anyway, you know that bikini barely fits, so I can only assume you meant to put your tits on display for us this evening.  But they’ve been out for several minutes now, we’ve both seen plenty of them, so you might as well just take your top off and not even bother with it at this point.”

He was so casual and dismissive about the whole thing that I almost just did what he said without thinking, like I’m used to doing.  But I stopped myself just short of doing so, and tried to summon up some fake indignation and said that he shouldn’t be talking like that to his mother.  But my son said that his friend already knew about us, and has known about us almost since the beginning.  I was gearing up to yell at him, but he cut me off and said, “What, like you didn’t think I was going to tell my best friend? I was freaking out, I had to talk to someone!”  I was all set to tell him that didn’t matter, that we couldn’t be telling anyone about it at all, but then he said, “Besides, you tell all your Tumblr followers about it.”  And I had nothing after that.  He had me dead to rights, and we both knew it.  So when he told me again to just go ahead and take my top off, I took it off and tossed it over to the side of the pool.

My son pointed out that his friend hadn’t said anything so far, not even to me, so he’d shown he could be trusted.  I couldn’t argue that point, so I just kind of agreed.  In fact, my son pointed out, maybe his friend should be rewarded for keeping it quiet so long already, and suggested that I let him have a closer view.  So I found myself wading over toward him, and stopped right in front of him.

“Go ahead, you can touch them,” my son said to his friend.  His friend looked at me for confirmation, and I nodded and hummed an affirmative.    He very nervously put his hands on my tits, and just kind of held them there.  My son laughed, and told him to go ahead and get a good feel of them.  As his friend’s hands started gently groping and squeezing my tits, my son explained that his friend has had a secret crush on me for years, and that he’s always been fascinated with my tits, even before my first surgery.

OK, so if you’ve read my blog, you no doubt are aware that when it comes to alcohol and my inhibitions, they do not hang around each other at all.  But what you probably don’t know is that when my nipples are hard, they’re pretty sensitive, and when they’re sensitive, they’re pretty much a contact switch that disengages my brain and increasingly engages my libido.  And since my latest surgery, they are pretty much always hard.

So now you know that, but my son has known that for quite some time.  So as his friend plays with my tits and my hard nipples, he knows I’m getting more and more distracted by a growing arousal and having a hard time following what he’s saying.  But I clearly heard him when he told his friend to go ahead and suck on my nipples a bit.  And that was the end of any restraint I had left.  When I suddenly heard my son’s voice in my ear, telling me I could touch his friend also, my hand instantly went to his crotch, where I felt his fully erect cock straining against his swim trunks.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” my son asked as he started kissing the back of my neck.

“Uh huh,” was all I could say.  Actually, it was all I could think to say. I’m not sure if it even came out as words.  I was dimly aware of some kind of sound, but I couldn’t tell you what it really was, because right then my son’s fingers started grinding on my clit.

“You want it in your mouth now, don’t you?” he said.  I don’t think I did before he said it, but I my brain was completely checked out, so I just agreed at first… but then I found that I was thinking about it more and more, and that I was starting to want it.  So I found myself untying the string on the front of his trunks and trying to push them down his legs while his mouth was still latched onto my nipple.  But then my son told him to sit up on the side of the pool, and I watched it bounce and wave stiffly as he did.  I stroked it with my hand a couple times, but very quickly it was in my mouth and I was sucking it eagerly.  There was still pool water on it, so it tasted a bit of chlorine, but I only barely noticed it because my son’s fingers had found their way inside my swimsuit and into my pussy.

I can’t tell you how long that went on, because I was far from all there, but I remember being startled by a really loud pop above us; startled enough that I jumped and pulled away from both of them to figure out what was going on.  I’m sure you’ve already figured out that the neighbors were starting to shoot off the more showy fireworks. My son said it was a good time to change it up anyway, and he pushed himself up to sit on the side of the pool, a little farther to the shallower end.  His suit was already off and his cock standing up straight and hard, and when he beckoned me with just a finger pointing to his cock, I knew immediately what to do.  As I wrapped my mouth around his cock, he told his friend that he’d gotten me ready for him.  His friend slid back into the water and waded around behind me; there was a little fumbling with my suit while he couldn’t figure out whether to pull it aside or down, but he finally just untied the strings on the side and pulled it out from between my legs.  Then there was a bit of frantic, wild stabbing as he tried to find my pussy with his cock.  When I could tell he wasn’t going to get it on his own, I reached back and helped guide him in.

Now, I know you’re all wanting to ask how his cock compares to my son’s and my husband’s, so I’m going go ahead and tell you right now.  It’s not quite as long as either of them, which puts it on the shorter end, but it is definitely thicker than either of them.  It’s not as thick as some of the porn cocks that are out there, for sure, but it was definitely a big enough difference for me to notice as it slipped inside me.  And I noticed it the entire time as he clumsily, but energetically, fucked me while I sucked my son’s cock.  He kept pulling back too far and slipping out of me, and I had to keep guiding him back in.

I think my son picked up on the difficulties his friend was having, because he suggested we get out of the pool.  He moved over to lay on a lounging chair, and put a folded towel down on the ground at the foot of it for me to kneel on.  I knelt and resumed sucking his cock while his friend folded another towel and knelt behind me.  It took a few tries, but I could tell he was figuring things out, and this time he managed to get his cock in me without my help.  Kneeling made it easier to push my ass out and up, so the angle was much easier for him to work with, and he soon got a decent rhythm going.  He wasn’t long at that, though, before he hissed through gritted teeth that it felt too good and he was going to cum soon.  Something gave me the impression he was going to pull out and cum on my ass or shoot it over my back or something, but to my surprise my son told him not to stop, not to pull out.

“Do it!” he urged. “Cum in her!  Fill her needy cunt!”  I was a bit shocked to hear him; we talk dirty to each other, but hearing him say it in front of someone else was strange.  “You’ve wanted it for so long, you can’t stop now when you’re this close! Cum deep inside her like you’ve always dreamed of!”

Suddenly my son’s best friend was digging his fingers into my hips as he tried to pull himself even deeper, and I felt his thick cock starting to throb inside me as he began to cum.  The whole situation suddenly became very surreal to me, and I started having a hard time figuring out if it was just a dream or not.  I was still in that detached, out-of-body kind of state when he pulled his cock out of me, and sort of robotically followed my son’s instructions to stand up and turn around, then bend forward so he could see me creamy with his friend’s cum.  Then he told me to sit on his cock and fuck it while I cleaned myself off his friend’s dick.

I slowly came back to my own senses a bit while I sucked our combined juices off the softening cock in my mouth.  Eventually I became aware of the sound of me fucking my son, and then the feeling.  I was so wet and sloppy with what must have been a fairly sizeable load of cum that every movement had a squelching, sucking sound, and I could feel a thick wetness that had spread from my pussy onto my ass and thighs.  It made me feel so dirty and slutty in that moment, which I hadn’t expected to be so aroused by, but when my son grabbed my hair and pulled me back to lay on his chest and growled in my ear to cum on his cock, to let his friend watch me cumming so hard on my own son’s cock, I did exactly that.

I don’t think I passed out, but I was definitely checked out of my head, so I don’t even remember continuing to ride my son’s cock until he also came inside me.  Nor do I remember them helping me up to bed, since I didn’t seem to be able to walk.  I do remember my son later waking me with a glass of water and making me drink it, then going and refilling it to leave beside my bed.  And I very clearly remember him crawling into bed and making love to me, telling me how beautiful I was and how much he loved me.  I went to sleep feeling wonderful with another load of his cum leaking out of me.

The boys left me alone the rest of the night, and slept down in my son’s room.  But his friend was the first one up in the morning, and was in the kitchen when I came downstairs.  He asked how I felt as I started figuring out what to put together for breakfast.  I told him that I felt pretty good, if maybe a little tired, but the water my son brought me had no doubt helped a lot.  He then sat awkwardly quiet for a little while, but finally blurted out that he was sorry if they’d forced me into anything I regretted.  I told him he was sweet, but that I didn’t regret any of it, and gave him a reassuring kiss on the top of his head.

As I went back to cooking some eggs for us, I asked him if it was true that he’d had a crush on me.  He got visibly embarrassed, but admitted that he had.  I told him he hid it really well, because I never had any idea.  He said that I must have just not been looking, because he was pretty sure it was obvious to everyone.  Especially the way he stared at my chest.  I told him that he surely didn’t stare that much, and he said he must have because he’d been obsessed with them since he’d met me.  He said he used to fantasize about them back when they were still natural, and that he’d almost died when I got my first set of implants and started showing more cleavage.  He sheepishly admitted that he had masturbated at least three times a day for more than a week after the first time he saw me after my last surgery, just thinking about how they looked in my shirt, and how they must look naked.

“So?” I asked. “Are they as good as you imagined?”

He told me they were better than he could have possibly thought, and that he especially loved my nipples.  I thanked him, and told him that I actually had my areolas adjusted a little during my surgery so they would be rounder, and not so oblong and wonky.  I didn’t even notice that I had pulled the nightgown I was wearing tight against them, and was looking at them and teasing them through the thin material while I talked about them.  But he had noticed, and it was hard to miss his physical reaction to watching me play with my nipples.

“Oh, good morning,” I said with a laugh.  Then I asked him if he wanted to see them again.  His response was “Definitely!” so I took off my nightgown and let him start playing with my tits again.  Soon I could tell from his face and his hesitations that he was trying to figure out whether or not he should ask me for sex, and how he should ask if he was going to, so I led him over to the table and sat myself on the edge.  I pulled him toward me and wrapped my legs around him.  He awkwardly figured out how to pull his shorts down with my legs around his waist, but then I pulled him into a kiss and held it while I guided his cock back inside me again.  The height wasn’t quite right, as he had to be up on his toes much of the time, but overall it worked pretty well for him to fuck me, while he alternated between playing with my tits and watching them bounce and jiggle on their own. He pulled back too far for his last thrust, and missed as he came forward, and I felt his cock shooting his cum on my stomach, hip, and the inside of my thigh.  I gave him a kiss on the cheek and thanked him, then said we should eat before the eggs got cold.  I put my nightgown back on without even cleaning up, and dished up the eggs while he put his boxers back on.

Most of Thursday was filled with fucking one or both of them, or trying to get a little rest before the next one. Or at least, it seemed that way. As I think about it, it was only 3 or 4 times each, so that leaves a lot of the day that wasn’t sex, but I don’t really remember anything else. lol

Thursday night we all slept together in a pile of blankets on my son’s floor.  I woke up to my son pushing his morning wood into my mouth (do NOT take that as a complaint!), which turned into sex loud enough to wake up his friend and his friend’s cock, so when my son was done with me, I took his friend upstairs to shower with me.  I made sure he and his cock were well satisfied (with my mouth, as I was getting rather sore by then) before he had to go home.

So, yeah, my 4th was full of fireworks. How about yours?

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ever thought about walking into your son’s room naked or with robe on and taking it off?

Ugh….. there is a MASSIVE difference between reality and what you see in poorly written porn movies.

Please stop proposing stupid ideas. I would say that you’re only trying to help…… but the ideas are moronic. And not just this idea…. I get this all the time.

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It is never as straightforward and simple as all the tumblr incest caption pics make it out to be. In the real world, an incestuous seduction requires tons of subtlety, caution, and stepping carefully through a minefield right up until the final moment when both persons recognize and seize the opportunity. At any point up until then, you must be able to stop short for now or even to completely give up on your dream without anyone ever knowing what you were trying to do. If you ignore the warning signs and continue down the road, you will drive right off the cliff. You must continuously check for those warning signs and take only tiny steps forward, and only when you know for certain that the next step will not be a step too far. It’s nerve-wracking to say the least.

What Sara wants to accomplish is illegal in most places. If this goes south then she could lose everything. Divorce, prison, permanent membership on the sex offenders list, and worst of all, she could lose all connection to Brian and the rest of her family. It’s not something to take lightly.

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Married couples should communicate

I had a long talk this weekend with my husband about what’s been going on with Tim and Danae, and then his work friend at New Year’s.  I asked to make sure he was still good with everything, and he gave a very enthusiastic yes.  (It might have been extra enthusiastic because I was sitting on his cock at the time.)  Anyway, it turns out that he’s had a fantasy for a very long time about me being a hotwife, but he always assumed I’d be opposed to it.  I told him that I had been surprised because I assumed he was much too traditional to be okay with anything like that.  Of course, I did also say that it’s probably only been in the past year or two that my sex drive has ramped up enough to really even consider having sex more than the once or twice a week we used to do.

So anyway… communication! Who knew?

Also my husband confessed to having a thing for a waitress at one of his favorite restaurants near his office.  He was quite surprised when I told him he should ask her out, but I asked why I should be the only one having extra fun with Tim and Danae while he’s all alone?  (I might have then talked through a little fantasy scene between him and the waitress while I slowly rode his cock until he came at about the time I had finished describing her taking off her clothes and crawling onto the bed and waving her ass in the air as an invitation.)

Oh, and for those wondering why there haven’t been any stories with Tim and Danae: They’ve been vacationing in Singapore since before Christmas, so they haven’t even been around.

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Feeling frustrated

Hello to all my loving followers. I know you all want steamy details about my life. However, I’m sad to say I really don’t have any. I am still sexually active with my sweet girlfriend Katie, and on occasion my beautiful daughter. Where my sex life is lacking is I haven’t felt my son’s thick, throbbing member inside me since ringing in the new year. He is very much in love with his girlfriend, and while I am happy for him. I do miss the feel of him inside me.

On the horizon though I am going to be out of town this coming weekend. I will be traveling for a corporate retreat. I am hoping to spread my Hot mom wings and have some fun. So I will let you know if anything interesting happens. Thank you all again for your support and kind words.

Lots of love, Tina

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Ringing in the New Year

I didn’t get to kiss my son at midnight on New Year’s Eve like I’d hoped, as a one-year anniversary of the drunken kiss that lingered too long, which I’m pretty sure is what led to us having a very different mother-son relationship today.

Instead, I was attending a formal celebration with my husband for the staff of his office.  I had complained that I didn’t have anything formal to wear that would still fit me right, so my husband sent me out on Saturday to buy myself a dress.  I eventually found a beautiful backless halter dress that I absolutely fell in love with.  I can tell you my husband definitely approved of how it looked on me!  He said it definitely showed all the work I’ve been doing to improve my body.

Though my husband said I could drink whatever I wanted, and it became fairly clear that I would have been in the majority if I had, I didn’t want to represent him poorly at his first formal event associated with his new job.  So I drank fairly lightly, keeping just oiled enough to stay calm and loose around a number of strangers.

Really, things stayed fairly tame until midnight, and there was the expected loud countdown followed by a wonderful kiss with my husband under the confetti and bleating of party horns.  But after that is when people really started cutting loose.  I saw several people slipping out with partners other than the ones they arrived with, and even more looking like they were trying to drink themselves under the table.  It became fairly clear why the event was held in the ballroom of a hotel, and the company reserved a block of rooms at the hotel. Clearly it was for the people who wouldn’t be able to get home safely.

One of those people was a man whom my husband had introduced as one of his closer coworkers.  He was a pleasant man, and I could see why my husband would like him.  But he got very drunk, as I could tell when he asked me to dance some while after midnight.  He didn’t dance so much as he nearly hung all over me, and constantly told me how beautiful I was and how lucky my husband was to have a woman so wonderful as me.  In his own sloppy drunk way, he was trying to be really sweet, so I wasn’t terribly bothered by his behavior.  I did look over to my husband to make sure he wasn’t upset about his friend’s behavior, but he was watching with some amusement on his face.  I looked again when his friend put his hand on my ass, but my husband just shrugged and raised his drink to me slightly.

When the song was over, we exited the dance floor together, but I felt more like I was helping him walk at that point.  I told my husband that I thought his night was pretty much over, and my husband agreed.  And with only a little protest from him, my husband told his friend that we were going to help him up to his room.

He was nearly passed out by the time we got him in the room and to the bed, and didn’t seem to notice when my husband suggested we take off his jacket and tie.  But he revived a bit when I was unbuttoning his collar.  He mumbled something about getting undressed by a beautiful woman, and then started clumsily trying to unbutton the rest of his shirt.  My husband suggested I go ahead and help him, so I unbuttoned his shirt for him and helped him take it off.

I still can’t decide if I’m surprised or not that he then made a lewd comment to my husband about me looking like I was made for fucking, and that my husband should make sure the dress I wore that night wasn’t wasted.  My husband joked back about how the dress might look even better on the floor, and his friend laughed until his eyes watered.  But he got very quiet and wide-eyed when my husband stepped up in front of me, reached up behind my neck, and then unfastened the clasp of the dress.  He turned me away from his friend and started kissing me as the halter top of my dress fell away from my chest, then used his hands to slip the dress down past my hips.  I hadn’t worn anything under the dress, so I suddenly found myself wearing nothing but my heels and my husband’s lips and hands.

After a minute or two of kissing while my husband fondled my ass, he pulled away from the kiss, and gently put his hands on my shoulders and began to slowly turn me around.  I was incredibly nervous as I turned to face his friend, but soon my heart began to pound for other reasons as my husband kissed the back of my neck and played with my tits, then let one hand slide down my stomach and between my legs.  I hadn’t even noticed how wet I was until his fingers pressed between my dripping lips.  He teased my nipples and clit and kissed my neck and shoulders for several minutes until I was starting to whimper with desire.

“I want you to beg me to fuck you,” he murmured in my ear.  He clearly knew I wanted him to fuck me, and that I was more than ready for him, so I understood that this was part of the show.  So I stared right at his friend while I said, as sexy as I could imagine myself doing so, “Please fuck me. I need it. Please, I need you to fuck me.”

And then I felt my husband’s hand between my shoulders, pushing forward, so I bent at the waist and put my hands on the foot of the bed for support while I spread my legs in a wide stance.  And I stared right at my husband’s friend as my husband’s cock soon slipped inside me.  I tried to keep eye contact with his friend while he began to fuck me, so I saw his friend undo his pants and get his cock out.  Even though he was clearly suffering from a case of whiskey dick, he pulled uselessly at it anyway while I cooed and moaned with the thrusts of my husband’s cock.  But soon my husband started fucking me faster and harder, and I kind of forgot that we were putting on a show, and just started focusing on holding myself upright on my super high heels and not letting my knees collapse when I came.  I was still worried about not falling over when my husband suddenly pulled out of me and pulled my hips backward so hard that I stood up to try to keep my balance.  He grabbed my hair and twisted it to the side while pulling down, which caused me to collapse onto my knees just as his cock started spraying his cum across my face.

When it was done, and after I had sucked the last of my husband’s cum from his cock, I looked over at his friend to see his reaction to our show, but he was passed out with his hand still around his cock.  I giggled a bit to my husband, and then used his arm to help me stand up so I could walk to the bathroom and use a washcloth to get most of the cum off my face and hair.  Then I got dressed again, and we left quietly (not that the noise mattered much).  We didn’t bother staying at the party any longer, just got our coats from the coat check and then drove back to my husband’s apartment.  By the time we got there, he was ready for round 2, and I was more than happy to oblige!

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The First Weekend

A day of struggles after a busy weekend. I wanted to just relax and take it slow for the weekend but Tom and others had other plans. I’ll spare the negative parts and share the parts that will probably be found exciting(1 and 2). -1- Saturday Tom brought his friend over without me knowing and well, that was an embarrassing moment, not being fully dressed because I was slowly getting myself together throughout the day. Of course I quickly run in to the bedroom, not sure what all his friend saw. Tom and I had a talk later about it. He wont ever admit to it but I am sure that was planned. As much as I talk about wanting to care less, be more open and everything, its just not that easy and I still have limits. The Mom in me really came out for the first time in awhile.

Just so everyone knows, my ex is a pain in the booty. Probably will say that a million more times. A few friends invited Amanda and I to go out someplace and that was a lot of fun. Tom stayed with his friend and so Saturday evening was different for us, or at least for me. He is always out doing something with his friends. -2- Later that night I had fallen asleep on the couch. Waking up the next morning after realizing what happened, I crawled in to bed with Tom and wrapped my arm around his chest while laying next to him. I had felt bad for yelling at him the day before, even though he needed to know. So I wanted be next to him during the next morning. Feeling his warm body was very nice. I saw that he was barely awake and made sure that it was okay with him that I was laying that close to him. He had a huge smile on his face that was so cute and I noticed that he was excited in another place. Before I could get out “Would you like for me..” he said yes and so I moved down and took care of his cock. At that point I lost all thought and just sucked on him. That was probably the most load that he had shared in awhile. Mostly because it had been awhile since we were intimate. The rest of Sunday was me doing not so fun things but that morning really kept me happy for the rest of the day. Most importantly, it kept him happy too and thats really my main focus. Smiling right now just thinking about it.

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My daughter and me.

So as I said before, yes my daughter and I have taken the taboo steps forward in our relationship. So since I have a little free time I figured I’d write about it.

So shortly after Halloween and my son’s 18th birthday, my daughter and her boyfriend got into a big fight. As most fights go this one was about sex. I later came to find out that he wanted to enjoy more of a, shall we say, adventurous lifestyle. My daughter was happy only being with him but I guess he was not. So like all things it came to an abrupt and messy end with things being said and feelings being shattered.

So I did the responsible thing and devoted more time to my daughter. We spoke of lots of things. Not the least, my relationship with her brother and Katie. I hoped I was able to help her understand that she was not wrong for wanting a committed, one on one relationship with her boyfriend. I explained that even now her brother was focused more on his Girlfriend, Kelly, then pursuing the sexual relationship with me and Katie. This seemed to help. It was still a few weeks before anything happened. My son was out on a date and my sweet Katie was at a night class, so there was just alone time with my Daughter and me.

It wasn’t anything monumental that sparked things. As many of my follower’s know I have been openly kissing her and showing her that when she was ready we would take the steps together. So after dinner I noticed that my daughter was headed to her room, which she’d been doing a lot, so I asked if she’d like to join me in the hot tub for a while. She said ok. I decided to push things a little to try and get her feeling better so I slipped in to the hot tub completely naked, after 5 minutes my daughter joined me. Although, she wore her bikini. We chatted and I scooted next to her. It was about 30 minutes and I leaned in and kissed her. It was a deep, lovers kiss. She quickly responded and soon it was a hot and heavy make out. I have no idea how long it lasted but by the end her swimsuit was floating in the waters next to us and I was more turned on then ever. It was at this point my daughter asked if we could go to my bedroom. I of course agreed and we ran through the house naked. We made love and fucked each other in a way that I didn’t know we could. It was a completely different feel then when I’m with my son or Katie. We were both dozing, cuddled in bed when Katie got home and found us. She grinned from ear to ear when I saw her standing naked at the end of the bed. I roused my daughter who was a bit shy despite the crush I think she had on Katie. Of course Katie asked before joining us in bed and we were all up until the wee hours of the morning. It was a very special night for the three of us.

I have been asked how I know that my son and daughter haven’t been together and how I know they’ve tasted each other. Well it is kinda easy. For the first question I asked them, and for the second part I watched them. So I hope you all excuse the gap in the time it’s taken me to post but I still have told my family about my blog. So until I has a few more free moments…. Lots of Love, Tina.

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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year….

Hello to all my faithful followers. I am happy to be getting back to my blog after some time away. No I did not get caught with my so or daughter, nor have I told anyone of my blog. I will tell you why I left you all the way I did in hopes you will all forgive me.

It all started or so after my son’s 18th birthday. My daughter and her boyfriend had their first major fight and broke up. My daughter was devastated. It was at that time I put my blog on hold. It took many weeks to help her through the break up and to be honest she is still not over it.

The next factor that lead to my choosing to step back was Katie moved in with us here. It drastically changed my free time. I love sharing my bed with her every night, and occasionally my son will still join us. It did however make it difficult to find time to write my updates.

My divorce has been finalized and all parties concerned are much happier. My ex has since moved back to Texas to be closer to his family. It is a huge relief to everyone.

My son and his new girlfriend, Kelly, are still together and very much in love. We have not included her into our family dynamic and have no plans to do so. She definitely is enjoying the benefits of being my son’s girlfriend. We have all heard her on several occasions. It gives me great pride and joy to know that my son is such a great lover.

So a few questions I’ll try to answer before waiting for Santa.

1. YES my daughter has been included in my and Kate’s love making. She still hasn’t slept with her brother. It is her choice and every one supports her. This being said she has tasted him and he her, but that is all the further it has gone.

2. I am still active in my ‘Hot Mom’ lifestyle. I love being the center of attention, and this life choice has open quite a few chances to have new experiences.

3. With Kaite living here I have enjoyed may passion filled nights with her.

I do hope every one has a wonderful Holiday, no matter what you choose to celebrate. Always Lots of Love, Tina.

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What I’m wearing NYE ❤️ now I just need to make plans

[perverturbed]

So many mothers would kill to look as good as you only a few months after giving birth. You’re amazing.

[mommywithacrush]

I don’t have a clever way to begin this, so I’ll just start, I guess. Yesterday my son ate my pussy so good that I was screaming and shaking and felt like I was cumming for a half hour straight.  By the time he stopped, I was nothing but jelly for a while. He stayed with me for a few minutes while I caught my breath and told him over and over how wonderful he was.  But then he got up to go play his video games.  And I couldn’t help myself; I just had to go with him, like a lost little puppy that finally found someone to follow.

My legs were so wobbly that I collapsed when I tried to stand up out of bed, which he found hilarious.  I managed to stand up, but after two or three steps I found I was crouching because my legs just wouldn’t support me.  He told me he didn’t really just want to hang around waiting for my legs to work again, so he was going to go ahead.  He said I could either catch up when I could walk again, or crawl if I wanted to go with him right then.

So, um… I crawled.  On my hands and knees. I followed him from my room down two floors to where his gaming area is set up.  I knelt beside his legs while he played his game for a while.  I sucked his cock twice while he was playing.

Oh! And he was talking to other people on his headset while he played, and when I started sucking his cock the first time, he apologized to the people he was playing with and explained that he was doing poorly because his girlfriend was sucking his cock.  GIRLFRIEND!! I mean, I know he said “girlfriend” because he wasn’t going to let everyone know it was his mother, but I got all gushy when he said “girlfriend”.  I made sure to start making enough noise to confirm that he really was getting his cock sucked, but tried not to be too much of a further distraction.  It was really pretty hot that, in a way, we were getting to share the existence of our relationship, but I don’t think I noticed it much at the time because I was caught up in being his “girlfriend”.

I spent most of yesterday evening near him, that lost puppy feeling persisting any time we were apart.  I know, I’m so ridiculous.  I felt ridiculous, but I also felt so mushy-lovey and in awe of him.  I can’t even type it now without blushing and getting a little wet remembering that feeling.

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Life Update 12/16

Good Saturday! Long post coming up! Now that Tom is gone for a few hours with his father, I have a minute to type out the latest in our life. Maybe the last update of 2017.. This year has gone by fast! -Pregnancy Update-  Okay so, as of right now I am 12 weeks and 5 days pregnant. My tummy has started to show a bump (no, i’m not showing pics.) many days ago. Very exciting for sure! My bust has grown some and really my whole body has because I have been a lot lazier recently. Still doing exercises but a lot less. Let me tell you, its a real struggle sometimes getting up in the mornings. Then feeling tired more later in the day. I have an appointment with the doctor next week but so far everything is going fine. I will be telling my family either tomorrow or Monday now that I have gotten very far along. Especially when I am showing now. The “story” I don’t want to be selfish with and so i’m just going to deny knowing who the father is. I don’t want to put it on anyone and its just the easiest explanation even if it doesn’t paint me in a good light. -Pleasing My Son Update-  We have slowed down a little with our intimacy. I do still at least take care of his cock every day. Even when I am not feeling the greatest. With the slightest touch he still instantly gets hard. Still gets excited and it makes me happy that even after a year he still wants me. His dominance over me has gotten to be such a huge turn on and I very much still enjoy wearing a collar for him, secretly. We are apart during the day because of work and all but in the evenings when he comes home I do what he wants done. He is very gentle though when he feels that he needs to be and but shows his strength when he knows that I want it. He wants me to go in to detail of our sexual fun in the future but I am not sure how to go with that yet. -Amanda-  Amanda, a long time friend of mine that was the first to know of my son and I and moved in with us earlier this year, is still living with us and she has been very helpful around the house. Her and Tom do get together sexually but not often. -Ty-  I still talk to Ty, a friend from the gym with a nice black cock. Not as often recently and I have taken care of him orally once since being pregnant. Still enjoy his big cock but he has understood that my focus is on my son. Tom wants to have him over more often again soon and so I guess that means I may be seeing more of Ty. -Tonights Plans-  Tonight Tom, Amanda and I are going out of town to go watch the new Star Wars movie. Plus I really need to go shopping since my clothes are going to continue to not fit from here on out and its always better to shop there than here. Amanda is so excited about shopping. She does make it fun. Tom told me before he left earlier that he wants me to wear something thats warm and comfortable but also something revealing that he would like for tonight. Not surprising but ill gladly do it for him. That is the latest. I tried to make it easier to read through.

[mommyinawe]

Morning fun

Hubby had to head off early this morning (5am). I promptly fell asleep again. When I woke though, I had a cock against me. My son had snuck in and was asleep behind me.

I did then only thing a good mom should do. Woke him up with a blowjob 😈

I am a bad mommy 😈

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Rough Night

I don’t know where to start with this. Okay, serious life update of sorts. My family is very conservative. I have mentioned it in the past briefly but they are. They hold very close to their chest of what they believe in and last night was like a super huge reminder of that. Tom and I made a little trip over to visit them for the evening since it had been awhile and I was feeling up to it. Everything was fine until my father pulled me to the side and gave me a speech about what I wore on Thanksgiving day and what I was wearing last night. None of it was really that bad. At most I was showing a little of my bust with a jacket over it. It really was enough that they have noticed that part of me has changed and the questioning got to me. Tom I could tell looked worried but he stayed back to not make it any worse. I know how old I am and I know how they think that I should act, but this is how I want to be. I enjoy feeling a little naughty all of the time and its what Tom wants. The scary part for me is that I haven’t even told them that I am pregnant yet (with my story being that I have no clue who the father is) and they for sure don’t know about my son and I. My mother asked if I liked the choker necklace since I wear it all the time but little do they know what it actually signifies. So, it was rough. Tom was there last night for me after we left. He really tried hard to make me feel better. I am so thankful to have him. I have been asked “he is young, shouldn’t you be the dominant one instead of him?” and i’m like, but you all so don’t know how mature he is. I feel that I am teaching him to be strong this way. Anyway… I talk a lot about on here how much I enjoy my sons cock and everything else but I do leave out a lot of the real talk and things that happen. This is some of it. Thank you for all of the support. All nearly 21k of you. There might be more if I were to show more of myself but I can’t for very personal reasons. For Toms sake, mine and who is on the way. I feel like I don’t need to prove anything though. So yes, thank you all for understanding. Not an exciting intimate post and not very bimbo of me but its one of my struggles. Maybe ill post something intimate that happened soon to make up for this long and boring post, but this blog really helps me. Have a great Wednesday everyone!

[mommyinawe]

Hopes of things to come.

Last night was a dream come true. My husband was away for work. Nothing better than a 4 hour flight to keep him away. It was organised on short notice, so it was a pleasant surprise for me, he was annoyed, but he has to keep his clients happy. It is a high end client too, so am hoping it happens more often.

So this meant the perfect night. For the first time, my son was able to share my bed. We were able to stay together all night and waking up in his arms was amazing. We made quite the night of it, his youthful stamina and my flexibility from all of my yoga made for quite a night. We finally fell asleep through exhaustion about 4am. When I woke, he was spooned behind me, still asleep, but he was hard and nestled between my cheeks. I adjusted myself to get him against my pussy and just slowly ground back against him. My juices coating him, but he wasn’t inside me. I must have dozed off again, because the next thing I knew, he was pressing into me slowly, filling me. He was keeping quiet, I pretended I was still asleep. He started a slow pump into me. So gentle, but so intense. I listened to him and knew this was a massive thrill for him, he was going to cum quickly. I decided to “wake” just before he did. I thrust back against him and moaned. He only lasted one more thrust before he pumped deep inside me.

Now that was an amazing way to wake up.

[mommywithacrush]

You will all probably be happy to know that I just woke my husband up with a blowjob and then snuggled him back to sleep.  But that left me horny, so I went down and crawled in my son’s bed so he’d fuck me, and then he went back to sleep. So now I’m full of cum and sleepy, but too awake and still too horny to go back to sleep myself.