My husband and I have a very active sex life. I’m blessed to be able to say that. Even in our late forties, all it takes is a look, a touch, a brush against each other in the hall and we are at it like rabbits. Our oldest is off at college and she doesn’t come home too often. Our son is a freshman at the local community college and still lives at home with us. He was always a bit of a late bloomer and didn’t date in high school. He’s met a few girls at college, however, and he’s involved in a few groups that keep him busy sometimes.So, while we aren’t empty-nesters yet, we do have a lot of free time around the house and we take full advantage of it. One evening I was on my hands and knees, face buried in the pillow but turned to the side as my husband plunged his hard cock in and out of my pussy and I opened my eyes to see my son in the hallway. His eyes were wide and his mouth was open as if to say, “Oh!”He stood there holding his school bag as his eyes took in his mother in all of her naked glory. My breasts were swaying with each thrust of my husband. Unconsciously his left hand adjusted his cock in his pants as he watched us.Just as I realized what was happening and was about to scream out, my husband chose Anadolu Yakası Escort that moment to really start slamming into me. In reflex, I squeezed my eyes shut as he violently slammed his hard cock into me. As I felt him thicken and start spraying his hot cum inside of me, I opened my eyes and my son was gone. I closed my eyes again and I could see him standing there watching his mother getting fucked. As my husband’s cock throbbed with a last spurt, my orgasm took over my body. After we’d cleaned up and put our clothes back on, I carefully walked out to the hall. There was no sign of our son anywhere and I walked down the hall to his room. It was empty, but I noticed his backpack sticking out of his closet. Now, where did he go?My husband went downstairs before me and in a few minutes I heard the back door open and Jason came inside. They were talking about his meeting that had been canceled. As I came down the stairs, Jason went into the kitchen and started digging around in the refrigerator. My husband gave me the “Whew!” motion of sliding his hand across his forehead as if to say we were almost caught. I guess he didn’t notice what I did earlier. A few weeks Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan later, we came in after a late-night dinner. I stopped by Jason’s room and saw that he was sound asleep. I gently closed his door and went to our bedroom and showered. Twenty minutes later in the downstairs den, I was spreadeagled in my husband’s recliner, robe spread open, and pinching my own nipples as he licked my pussy. I guess those glasses of wine had made him a bit horny and oblivious to where we were. Just as he was expertly using his tongue to bring me to orgasm, I opened my eyes to see my son peeking through the banisters at the top of the stairs. My body hunched upward as the climax hit me and I grunted as loud as I dared. I could see his eyes growing wide as he watched his mother cumming.I was still feeling the tremors rippling through my body when my husband stood up and presented his cock to me.”My turn,” he said with a smirk. “Suck my cock.””Let’s go upstairs,” I whispered. I looked upward but my son’s face was no longer there.”No, you fucking slut,” he said with our usual sexual teasing talk, “Get on your knees and take this fucking cock in your mouth.”I eased Escort Anadolu Yakası my body down until I was on my knees looking up at him and his big cock, bouncing in front of my face.”Lose the robe,” he ordered, and I let it fall from my shoulders to the floor.Naked, I reached up and began using my hands and lips on his cock.I looked up and there was my son again, with the perfect view of his mother sucking cock. I found myself getting really excited over this and put on a great show. My husband loved it as I gripped and tugged away at his cock. I licked and tongued my way up and down. Just as I felt him about to explode, I pulled away and told him, “Cum on my face! Shoot on my tits!”That did the trick as he grabbed his throbbing cock and jerked it a few times and then aiming it, shot his hot strings of cum across my face. It landed on my nose and lips and dribbled down across my tits which I was cupping in my hands for him. Afterward, sitting back on my calves and knees while hubs went to the kitchen for a dishtowel to clean me up, I heard my son’s bedroom door gently close. After he wiped me clean and I was back in my robe, I followed my husband up the stairs. Almost to the top, my toes stepped into something wet and cold. I knew instantly what it was!I had just stepped into my son’s cum. I walked carefully into our bathroom and wiped my fingers across my toes and soon was squishing my son’s ejaculate between my thumb and index finger. As my husband stepped in and asked what it was, I blamed it on him and said I’d found a spot he’d missed.