The Four OH’s

 The Four OH’s

 

The sex had been really good up to that point. My Husband and his friend Allen had started talking about how sexy they thought I was. Right in front of me! And since my Husband and I are very kinky people, I felt free to play along and openly flirt while we all talked. Well, one thing led to another and next thing I know my Hubby’s friend has me bent over in the bathroom while he fucks me from behind. 

Allen was fucking me while watching himself do it in the big bathroom mirror, and I had left the door more than a little open, in case my Husband wanted to do more than just listen in from the living room. But, it turned out that my Husband had gotten a text with a work emergency and, not wanting to interrupt me seducing Allen, had quietly slipped out. 

Normally, that wouldn’t be a problem. But when I heard someone moving just outside the door, I was all too happy to moan about how good a fucking I was getting. The first “OH” was about how good that dick felt inside of me. The second “OH” was for the steady, pounding that Allen was giving me. And the third…

The third “OH” started as my intense shock and surprise, when I saw that it was my 18 year old Son who was watching from the hallway, and not my Husband. But, realizing that Allen could not see what I could, I quickly tried to make it sound like just another sex noise!


Now, as my Son continued to watch, and I realized that he had his very large, and very tasty looking dick in his hand, my fourth “OH!” was my moaning like a whore over how unfathomably hot I found the whole situation! 

There were many moans after that one. Each one louder than the one before it, but they were all pretty much for the same reason. Me, watching my Son jerking off to the sight of his Mother getting fucked. And while he was doing it, I was getting off to the fact that my Son was watching me get fucked and loving it, even more than I was getting off to the actual fucking!

Of course, eventually Allen couldn’t take the sex or my heated response to it any longer, and he announced that he was going to cum. And since he didn’t know that my Husband had left either, he wasn’t surprised when I looked to the open doorway as I said, “Cum for me. I want you cum for me so fucking bad!” 

Both men let loose at my words. But thankfully, my Son had the good sense to skiddaddle back to his room before Allen got his pants back on and we left the bathroom. We were both surprised to find that my Husband wasn’t there when we walked back to the living room. But thankfully, Allen didn’t ask too many questions, and I was quick to hurry him out of the house so I could get started on dinner. 

It turned out that my Husband’s work emergency lasted all night. A real shame. But, while I was waiting for him, I did manage to confirm something that I had only suspected earlier that day. 

I was right. My Son’s big dick? It WAS tasty. Or at least, his Mommy sure thinks it is. 


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