Husbands Fantasy Comes True 2 - Sex Stories

Husbands Fantasy Comes True 2

Having sex with my son a few nights ago has made me a better person all around. I can see myself as a changed woman now, for the good of life. Ever since the other night, I have thought more positively about myself. I feel more beautiful. Maybe it was because my own son wanted sex with me as much as I did with him. I just know, deep inside, my love for him and my husband is starting to develop more strongly than I have ever imagined. I was laying there on my stomach feeling my husbands dick tearing my pussy apart as he fucked me incredibly hard from behind. I had my face buried in my pillow concealing my screams from every push my husband was making into me. Tonight for some reason it was hurting a little but every time he went deep inside me, but I still found myself cumming a few hard times. It was impossible to lay there now and have sex with my husband without imagining he was my son. And, my husband knew it. He made small comments, but he did not seem to mind. He really had a thing for hearing me tell him about that night as it always made him fuck me harder and harder. "You and your son can both fuck" I would breathlessly say to my husband as he laid on me fucking me. My husband would ask me "what did you feel when he first went inside of you?" It was hard to really explain, but I tried by replying in words such as "I just closed my eyes to feel it, and I was very scared." The truth is, I was scared. There is a major line that is frowned upon in society, and I crossed ...

... it. I do not regret it in the least bit, but apart of me wonders what my son thinks of me now. Does he think bad of me, and does he regret what happened between us? Between my husband and I, it has provided us with a new sexual experience to help with us getting off ourselves. I wonder if my son has masturbated thinking of what we did and what I did to him the next morning. I rolled over on to my back laying there as my soaking wet pussy has now started to drip streams of my juice down my inner thighs as my husband commenced fucking me missionary style. I looked at him and said "I want to fuck him again." "Yeah?" My husband asked questioning my comment. "I do." I replied back. And with that my husband responded with "go for it." I looked my husband dead in the eye and just smiled at him then biting my lower lip in excitement. I knew I wanted to do it, and my husband knew it also. After my husband and I finished having sex, we laid there in silence when I faced him and asked him if he would allow me to take a weekend trip to Gatlinburg and rent a cabin for Adam and I? Financially I thought we were fine and so I wanted to ask, and sure enough to my expectation, my husband asked me to search for a 1 bedroom cabin for the two of us. The next morning I was getting ready for work when I realized I needed to make sure Adam was ok with it. While he was at school I sent him a text message regarding my plan with going to Gatlinburg with him and claimed I needed to have a break from work ...