For the better part of the last couple of weeks my kids have been out of the house. I don't get too into my personal and sex life outside of what I've posted about my son and uncle. But my relationship with my husband has always been very sexual. I'm not going to delve too deep into that but we don't have an open relationship. I have never given my heart to another man or woman and he's never done that with anyone else. But we just sort of live sexually free. The way I view sex and sexuality, it kind of makes sense why incest is not such a huge leap.

I've always been sexually open. I've never been "slutty" or easy but I show affection with touch. Any friend, male or female. If they wanted me to touch them or suck them off. I would do it and I have gotten physical with friends before. My husband has gotten physical with his friends as well. I guess I just see sex as care. I love this person as a friend so why wouldn't I want them to experience amazing pleasure from me. Obviously I have to be close to them but attraction doesn't really play into that. I was at a concert with friends months back and hooked up with a male friend in the car afterward and it was just normal.

I say all of this to explain that for the last couple of weeks we've had a friend/playmate over the house. Not going to get to deep into that but she's an old friend and we had a lot of fun. The kids were away so we were able to be free.

Concerning my son. He was away but we communicated a lot. I probably sent him at least a handful of racy/nude photos a day. I'm still quite busy so this post will be as short as I can make it. My son was away and was aware of what we were doing with the house to ourselves. He didn't ask questions about it but just to have such an open communication that I could say "we're having a week where a friend comes over and will service us on command" was liberating. Even without the sexual nature of my relationship with my son, it is nice to just be able to communicate openly in that way with a boy I love. There is just a certain inherent bond with a mother and a son. I can't speak on all mother's and sons but with mine there is just a lot there. Knowing how he feels about me and how happy I can make him just feels my soul up. That along with my huge incest kink.

He returned home and it wasn't just immediate hands on each other. We talked, had dinner as a family, and watched a show together on the couch(as a family). Later we were in his room kissing. I was fully clothed. He now enjoys taking the clothes off of me. I used to have to take them off myself. But with shaky hands he'll pull my shirt off and pull my panties down. He's getting bolder and bolder. We kissed. I was on top of him and we were both naked. He was telling me all kinds of sweet things like "you're beautiful" and calling me his dream girl and what he wanted all this time. I told him that he was handsome. He stood up naked and asked me to get on my knees in front of him. I really thought that the oral sex was happening. Honestly if he had taken his penis and put it in my mouth in that moment I'd have just done it. I was just looking up at him and he was very hard. He wasn't as shy. He was a bit shaky but overall he was okay. I was rubbing his thigh and telling him that everything was okay and that I was here and it's just the two of us. He seemed too nervous to do anything beyond having me on my knees in front of him. I took his right hand and put his two pointer fingers in my mouth and sucked on him as if they were a penis. I was holding his pant and just sucking the two fingers and licking all around them and slobbering all on them and maintaining eye contact. That alone seemed too much for him because he came just from that. I was surprised with myself because his penis was kind of to the side of me and I felt warm cum hit my shoulder/chest/breast.

Honestly I was just very turned on. He wiped his cum off of me and the floor and we cuddled naked in his bed for a bit. I felt really powerful to just be able to make him through that with barely any stimulation.

The second occurrence. He told me that he ordered one of those fleshlights. This one just kind of happened and there wasn't really any sort of lead in. He asked me if I could use it on him and I said of course. We wanted it to be similar to sex so we kissed and felt each other up. He fingered me a bit. I straddled him and we kissed and I licked his tongue and chin. First I sat on his lap and used the fleshlight on him and he was loving it. But it ended with me behind him and my legs and arms around him and he was leaning back on my chest. I was kissing his neck and pumping the fleshlight on him. It was a fun. It felt like I was giving a handjob. It intimate for my hand and movements to be in control of my son's orgasm. It was sort of like using a toy or a vibrator on a girl. Sure I am not touching her but it is intimate to have the control. He was between my legs just enjoying himself.

I could go on about more smaller interactions but this is all I have time for tonight. We talked. We talk a lot. Not just about sex and feelings. This new level to our relationship has opened us up to more discussions. We'll have in depth conversations about our fears and things we'd never talk about before.