I Confessed to my Mom that I'm Gay
"Don't expect any grandchildren, unless I adopt them with my husband, mother," said David to his mother, Sharon.
Catching her by surprise, Sharon looked at her son as if he had lost his mind. First, he barged in her bedroom without knocking when she was naked, totally naked. Mortified, she held her arm and hand across her naked breasts and her other hand covering her naked pussy.
Then, seemingly shocking her, she looked at him confused when he mentioned husband instead of wife. Perhaps, he had been drinking. That would explain why he barged in her bedroom door without knocking first.
"Husband?" She looked at him with confusion and curiosity while making a face. "What do you mean, husband?"
David took a deep breath ready to confess his secret to his mother. For his secret, sexual plan to work, he needed to be convincing. For the sexual seduction of his mother, he needed her to believe that he was gay.
"I'm gay, mother. I'm gay," he said nodding his head in sadness.
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Easy enough to do to fool them, determine to sexually seduce my MILF of mother and every other female that I know, I concocted a ruse and told all of the women in my family that I'm gay. First to know my sexual secret, I told my mother. Next, I told my sister, then, I told my mother's sister, and my aunt. Lastly, a huge disappointment for her not to have great grandchildren, I told my grandmother.
Oddly enough, they all had the same reaction. They all wanted to help me. In the way that my mother thought that she could change me and my sexual orientation by giving me incestuous sex, the rest of my female relatives all thought they could change my sexual orientation by giving me sex.
Accepting their help, wearing masks and careful not to catch the virus, I allowed them to stroke my cock, suck my cock, and fuck my cock. Thinking that they were doing a good thing, a public service, they thought that they were changing me from a gay man to a straight man. Working like a charm, never have I had as much sex as I had after telling everyone that I was gay. Saving me from myself, truly believing that they were saving me from being gay, they were all determined to save me from living my life as a gay man.
'I wondered if other gay men experienced this, too,' I thought. 'I wondered if they had sex with their mothers, sisters, aunts, and grandmothers after telling them that they're gay. Then, I figured, not believing that I was gay, with me a good-looking man, this was their excuse to have incestuous sex with me.'
After having incestuous sex with my mother, since it was offered, I had incestuous sex with my sister, my aunt, and my grandmother. Working like a charm, I wish I had thought of this ruse a long time ago. I wished I had told everyone that I was gay before. Never believing that I was gay, my mother was the only one who saw through my ruse, or so I thought. As soon as she took me in her mouth to suck me, and as soon as I developed an erection, she knew that I wasn't gay and that I was playing her.
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When I told my 22-year-old sister, Diane, that I was gay, not even allowing me to finish telling her, she laughed in my face. Then, surprising me and sexually exciting me, the first time seeing my sister's big tits, she removed her top and her bra to expose her big D cup breasts to me. With her breasts just as big and just as shapely, my sister had breasts just like my mother's breasts.
'If it wasn't enough that I saw my mother's naked breasts, I can't believe I'm seeing my sister's naked tits,' I thought.
My sister showed me her naked breasts. I couldn't believe she removed her top and her bra to show me her big tits. Not done there, something that I never expected her to do, my sister assumed the blowjob position and moved to her knees. She unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock, and stroked me while staring up at me. Clearly, having done this before to other men, I couldn't believe my kid sister was about to do this to me.
No doubt thinking that she could suck the gay out of me, she leaned forward and took me in her mouth while stroking my stiff dick. My 22-year-old sister was blowing me. I couldn't believe my kid sister was sucking my cock while allowing me to fondle her naked breasts and pulling, turning, and twisting her erect nipples. Exactly in the way that I did with my MILF of a mother, I put a gentle hand behind her blonde, pretty head and humped her mouth and fucked her face.
Determined for me to cum in my mouth, my sister didn't stop stroking me in the way that my mother had tried to do. She wanted me to cum in her mouth. She wanted me to swallow my cum. She continued sucking me until I exploded a load of cum in her mouth, my sister's mouth.
Continuing to suck me, she didn't stop blowing me until I ejaculated again. This time, removing me from her lips just before I ejaculated another load of cum in her mouth, I exploded cum all over my sister's face, in her hair, and across her naked breasts. In the way that I gave my mother a cum bath, I gave my sister a cum bath, too.
'It's great pretending to be gay,' I thought after my sister exposed her naked breasts to me, allowed me to feel and fondle her big tits, blew me, allowed me to cum in her mouth, and give her a cum bath.
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Then, when I told my aunt, Carol, that I was gay, she surprised me by immediately striping herself naked in front of me. As if I was experiencing my sexual fantasy in a dream, I couldn't believe my mother's sister was removing her clothes in front of me as if she was a stripper at my birthday party. My aunt had stripped herself naked. I couldn't believe that my mother's sister was naked. Shocking and hard to wrap my head around, I couldn't believe that I was seeing my aunt without her clothes.
Big breasts run in my family and my 44-year-old aunt had breasts just as big and just as shapely as my mother's big and shapely breasts and my sister's big and shapely breasts. Not waiting for an invitation, I was all over my aunt's big tits. I touched them, felt them, fondled them, and fingered her nipples while sucking her erect nipples.
Now done removing her clothes and allowing me to have my wicked, sexual way with her naked breasts, she took me by the hand and led me to her inner sanctum sanctimonious, her bedroom. The first time in my aunt's bedroom, I couldn't believe that I was standing in my aunt's bedroom beside my naked aunt. In the way that my mother and sister had given me incestuous sex, my aunt was about to give me forbidden sex.
"Well, what are you waiting for, David? Take off your clothes. Get undressed. Get naked," she said while watching me strip out of my clothes. "This is my duty as your aunt and as your anointed godmother," she said. "Don't be afraid. Trust me, you'll enjoy it. It won't hurt but I'm going to fuck the gay out of you."
Once naked, as if she my Dominatrix instead of my aunt, she pushed me back on her bed and made out with me while groping my erect prick before mounting me. Having never kissed my aunt on the lips before, she was kissing me, French kissing me. She reached her soft hand down between her shapely thighs, took my prick in her warm hand, and inserted my erect cock in her wet pussy. My aunt slowly humped me while sliding my dick deeper in her pussy.
I was having incestuous sex with my aunt, Carol. I couldn't believe I was having forbidden sex with her. I couldn't believe I was making out with her while making love to her. I couldn't believe I was fucking her. I was fucking my aunt and she was fucking me. I couldn't believe she returned my hard and fast humps with her hard and fast humps. Hard for me to wrap my head around, I still couldn't believe that my mother's sister was fucking me.
"You have an erection," she said whispering in my ear as if that was our little secret. "I knew you weren't gay," she said looking at me while laughing. "That's okay. Anytime you want to pretend that you're gay, you know where I live," she said with another laugh.
Then, humping me harder and humping me faster, my aunt continued fucking me and I continued fucking her. I couldn't believe my aunt was fucking me. I couldn't believe my mother's sister was giving me incestuous sex. I wished I had come out of the closet years ago and announced that I was gay while pretending that I was.
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My grandmother invited me over to her house to talk over tea and biscuits. A good Catholic and a religious woman, my grandmother was modestly moral. She was a real lady. I never expected her to greet me at her front door while wearing a long, sheer, low-cut, sexy nightgown without wearing a robe over it. I didn't have to look long or hard to see all that I had masturbated over when imagining my grandmother naked and having sex with me.
I could clearly see everything. I saw her big, saggy breasts and her enormous, erect nipples. I saw a bushy forest of her grey pubic hair. Then, when she turned the other way, I saw the shape and size of her naked ass including her ass crack.
She had such big tits. Her breasts were bigger than my mother's big breasts, my sister's big tits, and my aunt's big breasts. Showing her advanced age, they nearly sagged down to her waist. She had the biggest nipples I ever saw. Forget the tea and biscuits; I couldn't wait to suck her nipples.
As soon as I entered her living room, as if she was a lecherous man in a nursing home, she was all over me. Never having kissed my grandmother on the lips before, she stuck her tongue in my mouth. Making out with me while feeling my growing erection through my pants, my grandmother was French kissing me. Then, sexually shocking me, my grandmother unceremoniously stripped off her nightgown. She was naked. My mother's mother was naked. I couldn't believe that I was seeing my grandmother naked.
"Take off your clothes. I want to see you naked. I haven't seen a hard body and a hard cock since my Honeymoon with your grandfather. Show me your cock. I want to see your erect prick," she said.
In the way that my mother and sister did, my grandmother moved to her knees. Then, she did something that my mother and sister didn't do. She removed her dentures and put them in a tissue. I have never seen my grandmother without her teeth. Something I didn't know; I didn't know that she wore dentures.
"Something you probably have never experienced, I'm going to give you a gum job," she said smiling up at me with her beady, brown eyes.
She took me in her wrinkled hand and fondled the head of my cock before stroking me to a big erection. My elderly grandmother was giving me a hand job. I couldn't believe Granny Flora was giving me a hand job. No doubt experienced giving hand jobs, my elderly grandmother was giving me a great hand job.
"Now don't be shy and don't hold back. When you're ready to cum, I want you to cum in my mouth. It's not a proper gum job unless you cum in my mouth and I swallow your cum," she said looking up at me.
Continuing to stroke me, she stroked me harder and faster.
"Then, I want you to cum again. I want you to cum all over my face and all over my naked breasts," she said leaning forward to take me in her mouth in the way that my mother and sister did. "I love rubbing cum all over my face and all over my breasts."
Humping her mouth and fucking her face, I couldn't wait to cum in my grandmother's mouth. I couldn't wait to cum all over her face and all over her naked tits. In the way that I gave my mother and sister cum baths, I couldn't wait to give my grandmother a cum bath, too. Three generations of cum baths, a gum job doesn't get any better than this.
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Author's Note:
This is a true story that 24-year-old, David asked me to write about his 46-year-old, MILF of a mother, Sharon. By pretending that he was gay, he finally saw his mother naked. He finally saw her without her clothes. He had incestuous sex with his mother.
It all started one Saturday morning when David told his mother that he was gay in the hopes of entering her bedroom while she was dressing. Always masturbating over her while imagining her naked and having sex with her, he desperately wanted to see his mother without her clothes. Hoping to change his sexual orientation from a gay man to a straight man, he hoped his mother would offer him sex. Something ridiculous to do but something that women routinely did, he hoped his mother would suck and fuck the gay out of him in the hopes of changing his sexual orientation.
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A real hottie, at 5'9" tall, Sharon was a beautiful brunette with long, brown hair, big, dark brown, beautiful eyes, and a shapely and sexy figure with D cup breasts. Sexually attracted to his mother, David masturbated over his mother every morning and every evening while imagining her naked and having sex with him. Infatuated with her big breasts, he wished he could see his mother topless. He wished he could see her naked.
Sadly, after divorcing her husband several years ago, not wanting to remarry, never wanting to remarry, sworn off men, Sharon had nothing to do with men. Living the life of a cloistered nun, she hasn't dated a man nor has she had sex with a man in years. She kept to herself while living with her son and working from home. A lonely life but a happy existence, they sheltered in place because of the pandemic.
With her sheltering in place with me, not able to go out and live a normal life, not seeing our friends, and/or having sex, we were as horny as we were sexually frustrated. Never looking at one another as an incestuous, sexual partner before, but after being home alone with one another 24/7, we eyed one another now for some sexual satisfaction. To say that I didn't want to have sex with my mother would be a lie. To say that I wouldn't want her to blow me and cum in her mouth would be an absurdity.
Of course, I wanted to have sex with my MILF of a mother. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to finger her lick her pussy while giving her a sexual orgasm with my fingers and my tongue.
Look at her. Just look at my sexy and shapely mother. She's drop dead gorgeous. Who wouldn't want to have sex with a mother who looked like her? Who wouldn't want to strip her naked and make love to her before fucking her? Who wouldn't want to cum in her beautiful mouth, all over her face, and give her a cum bath?
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Again, as I had written previously, it all started one, Saturday morning when I was so horny that I could no longer control myself from trying to see my mother in her panties and bra, topless, and/or naked. Determined to see what I shouldn't see of her, I waited as she went in her bedroom to change from her nightgown and closed her bedroom door behind her.
Determine to catch her naked, I crept down the hall to listen at my mother's bedroom door. I heard the familiar sound of her dresser drawer opening and closing. I heard the distinctive rustle of her nightgown as she lifted it up and over her head and removed it from her naked body. This was it. This was the moment that I needed to make my move.
By barging in her bedroom without knocking, I hoped to catch her without her clothes. I hoped to see my mother topless and/or naked. Trying not to get an erection with the sexual anticipation of barging open her bedroom door and seeing my mother topless and/or naked, the last thing that I wanted was to develop an erection. With me pretending that I'm gay, the last thing that I wanted was my mother to know that I was sexually excited by seeing her topless and/or naked body.
With my ear glued to my mother's bedroom door, slowly counting 100 Mississippi's, I waited a few minutes outside her bedroom door while listening intently. While hoping that I had timed it right to catch her naked before she dressed, I gave her plenty enough time for her to strip herself naked. Then, sexually excited with what I was about to do and with what I was about to see, without knocking and without making a sound to alarm her that I was waiting there to barge in her bedroom, I burst open her bedroom door.
Something I never did before and knew better not to do, I did now. I disobeyed my mother. Instead of respecting her privacy, I brazenly barged in my mother's bedroom while she was changing. Something that I'll be masturbating about for the rest of my horny life, I saw her at her most embarrassing moment. Totally catching her by surprise, my mother was naked, totally naked. I saw my MILF of a mother naked. I couldn't believe that I saw her without her clothes.
As if in shocked disbelief, stunned by what I dared do, frozen, my mother stood before me naked as if she was a deer before headlights. As if I had never seen a naked woman before, I stared and I leered at her beautiful, naked body while trying not to get an erection. She was so lovely. She was so sexy. She was so shapely.
She was all the woman that I hoped to ever see naked. She was all the woman that I sexually wanted. My perfect woman, it's a shame that she was my mother. Yet, more sexually exciting than if she was someone else, I desperately wanted to have incestuous sex with my mother.
Hard for me to believe, I couldn't believe that I was standing in my mother's bedroom while she was naked. I couldn't believe that I was finally seeing my MILF of a mother naked. Unable to move, I stared at her naked breasts, her naked pussy, and all that I could see of her naked ass. I'll be masturbating over seeing my mother naked for the rest of my miserable life.
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"David! Oh, my God. David. Get out! Get out of my bedroom! How dare you barge in my bedroom while I'm changing? I'm naked," said my mother while cowering and covering her big, naked breasts with her hand and forearm. "How dare you barge open my bedroom door without knocking? What's wrong with you? Get out!"
Still, something that I had never seen before and looked forward to seeing now, I could see plenty enough of her naked breasts including her big, erect nipples to know that she was topless. Even if only seeing them partially, I was finally seeing my mother's big, naked breasts. I was finally seeing glimpses of her erect nipples.
'My mother was topless. I can't believe I'm seeing her naked breasts. I can't believe I'm seeing her big, erect nipples. My mother is naked. I can't believe I'm seeing her naked pussy and all that I can see of her naked ass,' I thought while continuing to stare at all that I could see of my naked mother.
Hypnotized by my mother's naked body, I was mesmerized by her naked beauty. Never had I seen a woman, especially at her age of 44-years-old, as stunningly beautiful. She had as good of a body as Jenny McCarthy. Her naked breasts appeared as big as Sofia Vergara's and Christina Hendrick's big tits.
Backing away from me, but too late. I had already seen her naked breasts, her erect nipples, and her naked pussy. Slow to act in covering herself, never expecting me to enter her bedroom without knocking, she cowered and covered her naked breasts with her forearm and hand. She covered her naked pussy with her other hand. She tried denying me from seeing her without her clothes but I had already seen my mother naked.
'I saw my mother naked,' I thought. 'I can't believe I finally saw my mother without her clothes.'
Clearly, my mother was as embarrassed as she was mortified that I had seen her without her clothes. I had waited a long time to see my mother naked. A long time coming and something that, again, I'll be masturbating over for the rest of my horny life, I couldn't believe that I was finally seeing my mother naked. Even though my heart pounded with sexual excitement, in order to delay my erection, I put my sexually, incestuous thoughts elsewhere.
"David! How dare you open my bedroom door without knocking? Oh, my God! You know better than that. Shame on you. Shame on you," she said with shame. "Mortified, I'm so embarrassed."
Then, with me unable to remove my eyes from her nakedness, she knew that I had deliberately opened her bedroom door without knocking. She knew that I was hoping to see her without her clothes. She knew that I was hoping to see her naked. She knew that I wanted to have incestuous sex with her.
"You deliberately barged in my bedroom hoping to see me without my clothes. You deliberately burst open my bedroom door hoping to see me naked. I'm disappointed in your David for not respecting my privacy. Get out. Get out of my bedroom. Please leave. I'm so embarrassed. Get out! Please, leave so that I may finish dressing."
Only, I wasn't leaving. I was there to stay. My mother looked at me embarrassed. Then, revealing her true sexual feelings, I watched as her nipples grew hard and erect. Surprising me, something that she was clearly unable to control and conceal, a sexually aroused flash took hold of her face and widened her eyes with exhibitionistic excitement. Her surprised look of sexual arousal confessed her true sexual feeling that she was sexually excited that I was seeing her without her clothes.
Feigning her embarrassment and shame, clearly, my mother was unembarrassed and/or unashamed that I had seen her naked, totally naked. Oddly enough, instead, of being mortified, shocking me, she was sexually aroused. Fortunately for me, my mother was sexually excited that I was seeing her without her clothes. Seemingly, with her an exhibitionist, she wanted me to see her without her clothes. Seemingly, she wanted me to see her naked.
'What the Hell? I don't believe this. Instead of being embarrassed that I'm seeing her without her clothes, instead of feeling shame that I'm seeing her naked, my mother is sexually aroused. Go figure. Something I never would have suspected; my mother is sexually excited that I'm seeing her naked. Wishing that I could finger her nipples as proof that she's sexually aroused, her nipples are fully erect. Wishing that I could finger her pussy, I wonder if she's wet, too,' I thought.
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Something unbeknownst to me and something that she had wanted to do for a long time, by reading what she wrote in her diary, my mother wanted to flash me her naked body for years. She wanted me to see her naked breasts, her naked pussy, and her naked ass. She wanted me to see her naked. By all that I read in her diary, while hoping that seeing her naked would entice me to sexually solicit her and have forbidden sex with her, she seemingly couldn't believe that I had finally seen her naked.
'Today, David barged in my bedroom while I was undressing,' wrote Sharon in her diary. 'Catching me by total surprise, I had just removed my nightgown when he barged open my bedroom door without knocking. Finally, with me enticing him to barge in my bedroom without knocking for years, he finally barged in my bedroom without knocking.
He finally saw me without my clothes. I couldn't believe he saw me naked. My son saw me without my clothes. I couldn't believe he finally saw me without my clothes. Yet, instead of being embarrassed, instead of feeling shame, I was sexually aroused that David saw me naked. He made my nipples so big and hard. He made my pussy so wet, so very wet.'
Later that day, she made another entry in her diary.
'To be honest and something that a mother should never admit, I was so horny and so sexually frustrated that I was tempted to remove my hand and forearm from my naked breasts and my other hand from my naked pussy. Daring myself to do so, I was so sexually aroused that I was tempted to deliberately flash him my naked body. Something that made me shiver with sexual anticipation, I wanted him to see me naked. Something that made me quiver with the exhibitionist thought, I wanted him to see me without my clothes.'
Finally, that night, she made a last entry in her diary for the day.
'Then, something that a mother should never want to do with her son, I was tempted to move to my knees in front of him. I was tempted to reach my hand inside his pajama pee hole. I was tempted to pull out his flaccid cock and stroke him to an erection while sucking him,' she wrote. 'After blowing my son and allowing him to cum in my mother, I was tempted to push him back on my bed and fuck him. I wish I could fuck my son.'
I was stunned after reading that. My mother wanted to suck me. She wanted to fuck me. Something I wish I had known before, I wasted years masturbating over my mother while imagining her naked and having sex with me when she wanted me to see her naked and have sex with me.
'I wanted to blow David. I wanted to suck my son's cock. I wanted him to cum in my mouth,' she wrote in her diary. 'I wanted him to cum all over my face. I wanted him to cum all over my naked body. Rubbing his cum all over my naked body as if it's an expensive body crème, I wanted David to give me a cum bath,' wrote Sharon in her diary.
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"David! Oh, my God, I'm getting dressed," said my mother, Sharon.
Scolding me, she unconsciously lowered her forearm and hand as if she forgot that she was naked. She flashed me her naked tits. She flashed me her erect nipples.
"Why didn't you knock? You know that you're supposed to knock. You know that when my bedroom door is closed that you always knock first and wait for me to answer before entering my bedroom," she said.
Then, attempting to conceal her naked breasts as well as her sexual arousal, she looked at me with feigned anger. She pretended that she was outraged that I had seen her naked. She pretended that she was embarrassed and ashamed that I had seen her naked tits, her naked pussy, and what I could see of her naked ass.
"How dare you invade my privacy? Why didn't you respect my privacy? You saw me naked. I'm so embarrassed. I'm so ashamed. I'm so mortified," she said when she wasn't embarrassed, ashamed, nor mortified. "I can't believe you saw me without my clothes."
Drinking her all in with my lustful, sexual stare, the first time seeing my MILF of a mother without her clothes, I stared at my naked mother as if I had never seen a naked woman before. Not looking away, never removing my eyes from her beautiful body, I stared at all her sexy and shapely, naked form. I stared at all that I could see of her naked breasts, glimpses of her erect nipples, her naked pussy, and what I could see of her naked ass from the side.
'While wishing I could masturbate now, in front of my mother, I wanted her to watch me cum. I'll be masturbating over seeing my mother without her clothes tonight, tomorrow, and for the rest of my horny life,' I thought. 'I'll be cumming over my MILF of a mother while imagining her blowing me and allowing me to cum in her beautiful mouth.'
After reading her diary, coming as a complete surprise, I was armed with the knowledge of how she truly, sexually felt about me. Now, I knew that she wanted to have forbidden sex with me as much as I wanted to have incestuous sex with her. Emboldened to catch my mother in a compromising position, one without her clothes, I was able to do that by barging in her bedroom without knocking. While making her nudity appear unintentional, I now knew that she deliberately wanted me to see her without her clothes as much as I wanted to see her naked.
After finding her diary tucked beneath her mattress, when she was downstairs and I was upstairs, I read her private, sexual thoughts about me. Had I not found and read her diary, I never would have known how she sexually felt about me. Had I not found and read her diary, I never would have barged in my mother's bedroom without knocking and without waiting for her to invite me in her bedroom. I knew now that she was just as sexually attracted to me as I was sexually attracted to her.
An incestuous game changer, this changes everything. My mother wanted sex, even from me, especially from me. She wanted me to give her incestuous sex. Sexually frustrated and horny, she needed to get laid and with me the only man in the house, I was the one so chosen to do the dirty deed of having incestuous sex with her. Proud to be of help, and happy to do it, it was my duty as the man of the house to fuck my mother and to give her multiple, sexual orgasms with my mouth, my fingers, and my cock.
'I wish I dared to expose my naked body to my son without him thinking less of me. I need to sexually tease him. I need to erotically entice him. I need to sexually excite him. I need to seductively seduce him without him thinking of me as an incestuous whore. I need to flash him my naked tits, my naked pussy, and my naked ass without him thinking of me any less of me,' she wrote in her diary.
The next evening, she wrote something even more sexually provocative in her diary again.
'Wondering that he'd think of my big tits, something that I wanted to do since he turned 18-years-old, I'd love to show him my big, naked breasts. I'd love for him to touch my tits, feel my tits, and fondle my tits while pulling, turning, and twisting my erect nipples. While making out with me, French kissing me, I'd love my son to touch and feel me everywhere a son should never touch and feel his mother.'
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Alluding to having sex with me before, never has she written anything as sexually graphic and incestuously flammable as she wrote last night about having sex with me now. Not knowing that my mother was an exhibitionistic, sexual tease, an incestuous whore, I knew she was now. My top priority, after I read what she wrote, I knew what I must do.
Before my mother found a lover and no longer incestuously wanted me and/or sexually needed me, it was up to me to give my mother multiple sexual orgasms with my fingers, my tongue, and my cock. It was up to me to give her what she sexually wanted. It was up to me to have forbidden sex with her. It was up to me to stick my big dick in her mouth, put a hand behind her pretty head, and have her suck me. It was up to me to cum in her sweet mouth and all over her beautiful face.
It was now or never to have my wicked, sexual way with my MILF of a mother. It was now or never to touch her and feel her naked body everywhere while making out with her. It was now or never to give her oral sex while masturbating her with my fingers and my tongue. It was now or never to make slow, sweet love to her and give her a sexual orgasm with my cock. It was up to me to have incestuous sex with my mother and fuck her until she screamed my name.
'David! David! David! Don't stop humping me. Don't stop fucking me. Hump me faster. Fuck me harder. Fuck me, David. Fuck me,' I imagined my mother saying.
Oh, yeah. Definitely this was it. It was up to me to fuck my mother, and give her another sexual orgasm, this time with my prick. It was up to me to give my mother multiple, sexual orgasms. Not taking no for an answer, it was up to me to push her back on her bed and give us what we both so wanted, incestuous sex. First, I wanted to eat my mother's cunt. Then, I wanted to fuck her and now, after reading her diary, I knew that she wanted to fuck me, too.
'I need him to give me a sexual orgasm with his fingers and with his tongue,' she wrote in her diary.
Unbeknownst to either one of us, clearly, we were on the same sexual page.
'I'd love for him to finger my pussy while licking my pussy while reaching up to fondle my naked breasts and finger my erect nipples. I wish he'd make love to me before fucking me,' she wrote again last night, the latest entry in her diary. 'I need him to give me a sexual orgasm with his beautiful prick. I need my son to have incestuous sex with me.'
Rereading my mother's private, sexual thoughts was what put me over the edge. Rereading my mother's private, sexual thoughts made me crazy with incestuous desire for my MILF of mother. After rereading my mother's private diary, now, I knew what I must do. This was it. This was really it. Finally, this was my chance to have incestuous sex with my mother.
I must have sex with her. I must fuck my mother. Now that I know that she's as sexually frustrated as I'm horny, she's ripe for the taking. Now I know that she sexually wanted me as much as I sexually wanted her, I can't go wrong. She wanted me to have sex with her. She wanted me to fuck her.
'Seriously? Are you kidding? I don't believe it. I can't believe it. My mother wanted me to give her sex as much as I wanted to give her sex,' I thought. 'What are the odds of that? I thought that I was the only incestuous pervert in the family but clearly, my mother is one, too.'
After reading and rereading her diary, knowing that she wanted a forbidden, sexual relationship with me as much as I wanted an incestuous relationship with her, this was my chance to give us both what we wanted. Armed with that personal, sexual information, only, not nearly enough, I needed another excuse to perfect my plan of the sexual seduction of my mother. I needed her to think that I was the innocent one, the victim. I needed her to think that she was the wicked whore taking sexual advantage of me.
I needed her to believe that I wasn't interested in seeing her without her clothes, even though I was. I needed her to think that I could care less about seeing her naked, even though I couldn't wait to see her naked. I needed her to know that, even if she stripped naked in front of me and offered to be my incestuous whore and my sexual slave that I'd never have sex with her. Never would I lick and fuck my mother's warm, wet pussy. Never would I want her to stroke, suck, and fuck my hard, erect cock.
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"Please forgive me, mother. I'm sorry for barging in on you but I have something important to tell you that couldn't wait. If I waited another second without confessing what it is that I need to tell you, I'll burst," I said being overly dramatic. "If I waited any longer to tell you, I may change my mind to confess what I wanted to confess, needed to tell you, and not tell you," I said.
My mother stared at me with curiosity. She had no idea what I needed to confess. Maybe I went through her panty drawer and masturbated on her panties again and now felt guilty about doing that. Maybe I spied on her dressing and undressing and now wanted to confess spying on my mother and seeing her without her clothes. With her always checking every likely hiding spot, maybe I successfully hid a camera in her bedroom or in her bathroom to see her naked.
Seemingly, the real reason for my sudden confession eluded her. With her curiosity piqued, she had no idea what I wanted to confess. Actually, embarrassed as much as she was sexually aroused about that, she knew that I had found her diary. Maybe that was it. Maybe I wanted to confess that not only had I found her diary but also that I had read her diary, too.
Finding her diary in a different spot beneath her mattress the next evening, she knew that I had found her diary. She knew that I had read her private, sexual thoughts about me. Yet, instead of being embarrassed that I read her diary, she was sexually aroused that I read all that she wrote about wanting to have sex with me. Something that made her nipples hard and erect, and her pussy wet, she knew that I now knew that she wanted to have sex with him as much as I wanted to have sex with her.
Sexually aroused by the sexual anticipation of what was about to happen, no doubt, taking the next sexual step after reading her diary, Sharon surmised that her adult son had deliberately burst in her bedroom while hoping to see her naked. She surmised that he wanted to have incestuous sex with her as much as she wanted to have forbidden sex with him. Undressing me with her eyes, in the way that she looked at me was the same sexual way that I stared at her.
After reading and rereading her diary, it was inevitable that we'd be having sex. After learning how she felt about me, it was inevitable that I'd be licking her pussy, fingering her cunt, masturbating her, making love to her, and fucking her. No longer able to hide her sexual attraction to me, it was inevitable that she'd be stroking me, sucking me, and fucking me. Finally, I was going to have sex with my MILF of a mother. Finally, I was going to give her multiple, sexual orgasms. Finally, I was going to cum in her mouth.
Seemingly, tempted to do so, daring herself to do so, she was ready to remove her hands and her forearm from her naked breasts to expose her naked tits to me. She had always wanted to show me her big tits and now this was her chance. Instead of only flashing me her naked breasts, she took flashing me her naked breasts a step further. She wanted to show me all that I wanted to see of her sexy and shapely, naked body.
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After divorcing her husband and not being touched by another man in several years, Sharon was horny. She was sexually frustrated. She wanted to have sex. She needed to get laid. No secret there, she wanted and needed to have a sexual orgasm. With David the only man available to give her what she sexually wanted and needed, she wanted and needed her son to fuck her.
Taking two to play their sexy, sexual game, as much as he wanted to see his mother without her clothes, after reading her diary, he knew that she wanted him to see her without her clothes. Further, as much as he wanted to see his mother without her clothes, she wanted to see her son without his clothes, too. Like mother like son, they both wanted to see one another naked. As if it was sexually meant to be, they both were ready and poised to have sex, incestuous sex with one another.
Figuring that he had deliberately barged in her bedroom without knocking in the hopes of seeing her naked, something so forbidden and bizarre, she had always wondered what he'd do if he saw her without her clothes. Waiting for him to make his incestuous move, she wondered if seeing her naked was enough erotic enticement for her son to have sex with her. Masturbating herself over him seeing her naked, and having incestuous sex with her, she had wanted to flash her son for a long time but never had the nerve and/or the opportunity.
What kind of mother flashes her son her naked breasts? What kind of mother flashes her son her naked body? What kind of mother has sex with her son? What kind of mother strokes her son's prick, sucks his prick, and fucks his prick? Obviously, with her being an incestuous whore, she was, indeed, that kind of mother.
Finally, with him barging in her bedroom while she was naked, now was the time to flash him her naked body. This was it. This was finally it. This was the time to show him all that he wanted to see and all that she wanted him to see. Sharon was determined to flash David. She not only wanted him to see her without her clothes but also, she was determined for him to see her naked. She was determined to have illicit sex with her son.
Wondering again, she wondered what he'd do if he saw her naked. Sexually inspired to do so, she wondered if he'd touch, feel, and squeeze her naked ass. She wondered if he'd feel her naked breasts and finger her erect nipples while sucking her erect nipples. She wondered if he'd finger her naked pussy, rub her clit, and fingerfuck her cunt while masturbating her. She wondered in the way that she wished that she could have sex with him, perhaps he wanted to have sex with her. Only, she was his mother and he was her son.
How dare she? What's wrong with her to want to have sex with her son? She couldn't have illicit sex with him. How dare she even think of wanting to do that? Having sex with him would be wrong. Having sex with him would be nasty. Only, with her having limited, sexual opportunities, she needed to get laid and with them sheltering in place and no other man available to her, he was there standing in bedroom while she was naked.
She was naked and I stared at all that I could see of her. She was naked and clearly, I wanted to have sex with her. She was naked and I wasn't about to leave her bedroom and close her bedroom door behind me until I had sex with my mother. She was naked and I wanted to make love to her before fucking her. I wanted her to stroke me, suck me, and fuck me, too. I needed to cum in her beautiful mouth.
I had gone way beyond giving her the privacy she needed to change her clothes. Like father like son, as much of a voyeur as she was an exhibitionist, I liked watching. I wanted to watch my naked mother finish getting dressed. As much as I wanted to see my mother without her clothes, so very sexually erotic, I wanted to watch my mother put on her bra and panties. Now that she was standing before me naked, I wanted to touch and feel her everywhere that a son should never touch and feel his naked mother.
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"Okay, now that you have my full attention, tell me your confession so that I can finished getting dressed in privacy. Tell me what was so important that couldn't wait until I was decent. What did you want to confess that couldn't wait until I'm dressed," she asked while prolonging her son's impromptu visit? "Tell me what it is. Tell me," she said impatiently.
Feigning a troubled face with a morosely, sullen look, as if a great burden weighed heavily upon his head, he looked at his mother with consternation and sadness. He looked as if he was about to cry. Mashing his face between her D cup breasts, she was tempted to put her arm around his neck and pull him to her naked bosom to comfort him. If she pulled him to her, maybe he'd touch, feel, and fondle her naked breasts? Maybe, she'd forget his sadness and suck her nipples.
"Don't expect any grandchildren, mother, unless I adopt them with my husband," said David to his mother, Sharon.
Sharon looked at her son as if he had been drinking.
"Husband?" She made a face as if she had swallowed something sour. "What are you talking about? What do you mean, husband," she asked with a loud laugh?
David took a deep breath. He was finally ready to confess his sexual secret to his mother. He needed her to know what deeply troubled him. Knowing she'd understand his sexual dilemma, as her womanly way to change his sexual orientation, he hoped she'd give him sex.
"I'm gay, mother. I'm gay," he said. "I prefer having sex with men than with women."
Knowing better, as if he was talking nonsense, she made another face as if she didn't believe him.
"You're not gay," she said waving a hand of disbelief. Then, as if double checking if he was as gay as he said he was, she looked at him again. "How do you know you're gay? Have you had sex with men? Have you stroked a prick? Have you sucked someone's cock? Have you allowed a man to fuck you in your ass? And if you have, did you enjoy any or all of the above?"
He shook his head no.
"I haven't had sex with anyone, mother. I'm innocent. I'm still a virgin," he admitted.
She let out a little laugh of relief.
"If you never had sex with anyone, if you're a virgin, then how do you know that you're gay?"
He shrugged.
"I just do. I have a feeling that I am," he said. Hinting for sex, this was where his ruse came to fruition. He paused before asking her for her help. "Just wondering, maybe you can help me to let me know if I'm gay or not," he said. "Surely, having come across gay men before, you must know of a way to tell if a man is gay or not."
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Not having to ask her son what he meant by helping him to let him know if he's gay or not, she showed him that she was willing to help him by making a bold, exhibitionistic move. She removed her hand and her forearm from her naked breasts. She consensually showed him and willingly allowed him to see her big, naked breasts.
With her unable to conceal her sexual arousal, she stared at him staring at her naked breasts. Standing proud while topless, looking down at her naked breasts as if looking what he could see before looking up at him, she finally showed her son her naked tits. Then, she removed her other hand from her naked pussy. Unembarrassed and unashamed, she showed him her trimmed, blonde, naked pussy, too. Something that he never expected her to do, that is until he read and reread her diary, she allowed him to see her naked, totally naked.
His mother was naked. She was totally naked. He couldn't believe that his mother stood before him naked. Again, unembarrassed and unashamed, she stood tall before her son as if she was as proud of her naked body as much as she was sexually aroused for him to see her without her clothes. Clearly, she wanted him to see her without her clothes as much as he wanted to see his mother naked.
"Look at me," she said looking down at herself again before looking up at him. "Look at your naked mother," she said ordering him to look at her. "Tell me what do you think. Does seeing me naked do anything sexually for you," she asked? "Does seeing me naked make you sexually excited and give you an erection? Does seeing me naked make you want to have sex with me instead of with gay men? Does seeing me naked make you want to fuck your mother?"
He shook his head no again.
"Nothing," he said even though it took all the sexual control he had not to stare, not to touch, and not to develop an erection. "Sorry but it doesn't sexually excite me to see you without your clothes," he said lying.
Sexually teasing him, as her impromptu, gayness test, while sexily staring at her son, Sharon fondled her naked breasts and pulled, turned and twisted her erect nipples. Then, continuing to sexually tease him, she lifted her breasts to her mouth and sucked her nipples, first one and then, the other while staring at her son. Next, she reached her other hand down to cup her naked pussy. She parted her legs and rubbed her clit while finger fucking her pussy.
"What about now? Does it sexually excite you to watch your mother touch, feel, and masturbate herself? Does seeing me touch, feel, and masturbate myself make you want to touch, feel, and masturbate me? I bet you have an erection now," she said looking to see if he had a bulge in his pajama bottoms. "I bet you want to have sex with me. I bet you want to fuck your mother."
She looked down at herself yet again before looking up at him with a sexy smile and a naughty look while continuing to play with her pussy. Once again, lying to himself and lying to his mother, he shook his head no. Using all of the self-control that he possessed, he seemed disinterested in seeing his mother without her clothes. He seemed disinterested in having sex with her. He seemed disinterested in starting an incestuous, sexual relationship with his mother.
"No, nothing mother. I'm sorry but I don't feel a thing seeing you naked and watching you touch, feel, and masturbate yourself," he said with another shrug while lying through his teeth. "And I certainly don't have an erection," he said sliding his hand down his pajama bottoms to prove that he didn't have an erection. "I'm gay. I'm gay, mother. I told you that I'm gay."
As if she knew that this was a game that he had to play, as if she knew that he wasn't gay, she lovingly affectionately smiled at him.
"I know you're not gay," she said making a face of disbelief. "I have a surefire, foolproof way to know if you are gay or not," she said. Undressing him with her eyes, she looked at him as if he was already naked. "Remove your clothes. Take everything off. Strip yourself naked. Show me your cock," she said. "In the way that I showed you my naked pussy, I want to see your naked prick as your barometer to tell me if you're gay."
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As if he was a stripper hired for her birthday, Sharon watched her son remove his clothes. She watched him strip himself naked. She stared at his naked, flaccid prick in the way that he stared at her naked tits and naked pussy. Unable to control herself, she slid an involuntary tongue across her red, full lips while staring at his flaccid prick. Clearly, his mother wanted to blow him. She wanted to suck his cock. She wanted her son to cum in her mouth.
"In the way that you're seeing my naked pussy, my naked ass, and my naked tits, I want to see your naked prick. After seeing me naked and watching me touch myself, feel myself, and masturbate myself, I need to see if you have an erection or not. Stroke yourself. Go ahead and masturbate in front of me."
In the way that Sharon was unembarrassed and unashamed to strip herself naked in front of her son, David was unashamed and unembarrassed to strip himself naked in front of his mother. A long time coming, he had always wanted to expose himself to her. He had always wanted to show her his naked cock as much as he wanted her to see his naked prick and as much as he wanted to see her naked pussy.
While wondering if she'd look, stare, or look away in disgust, he always wanted to flash his mother his flaccid or erect prick. He had always wanted to masturbate in front of his mother while she watched. Wondering if she'd watch, wondering if she'd be sexually aroused, he had always wanted to cum for and in front of his mother.
In the way that she masturbated in front of him, he desperately wanted to masturbate in front of her. He wanted to stroke his prick in front of his mother. He wanted to know if she'd watch him cum in sexual excitement or if she'd look away in disgust. Only, afraid he'd get an erection and cum, with him confessing that he's gay, he couldn't have an erection in front of his mother. He couldn't masturbate and ejaculate in front of her. That would ruin his whole scam. She'd never believe that he was gay then.
Nevertheless, he needed to know if his mother would take his prick in her soft, warm hand and stroke him to an erection. He needed to know if she'd move to her knees, take him in her mouth, and suck him. He needed to know if she'd allow him to not only cum in her mouth but also to cum all over her face and across her naked breasts. He needed to know if she'd turn her back to him, bend forward, spread her legs, and allow him to fuck her from behind.
He needed to know if his mother would allow him to give her a cum bath. After he ejaculated cum in her mouth, he needed to know if she'd push him back on her bed and make love to him before fucking him. In the way that he wanted to ejaculate cum in his mother's mouth, he wanted to ejaculate cum in his mother's pussy, too. Even though he read that she was sexually attracted to him and wanted to have sex with him in her diary, he needed to know if she really was as sexually attracted to him as he was sexually attracted to her.
Not wanting to ruin his plan by getting an erection in front of his mother now, David thought of football. He thought of Tom Brady. Then, he thought of Brady's wife, Giselle, posing topless and naked as the last supermodel. Before becoming sexually excited and ruining his plan, he concentrated on the Superbowl and on the big, burly, black defensive linemen of the LA Chargers. He thought of the big, black offensive linemen of the Cincinnati Bengals. He thought of fully dressed men instead of thinking of naked women.
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Surprising him and sexually exciting him but determined not to reveal his sexual excitement to his mother, sexually teasing him, Sharon stepped forward and reached down to take her son's flaccid prick in her hand. Something she had never dared to do before; she fondled the head of his naked prick while slowly stroking his shaft as she stared up at him. Then, something that he never expected her to do, she moved to her knees in front of him while staring up at him.
She took him in her hand again and leaned forward to take his soft prick in her mouth to suck him while stroking him and staring up at him. She stared up at her son while stroking and sucking his cock. Hoping to suck the gay out of him, she seemed determined for him to cum in her mouth.
'My mother is giving me a blowjob,' I thought. 'She's giving me a blowjob. I can't believe she's giving me a blowjob. I can't believe my MILF of a mother is sucking my cock,' I thought.
This was her surefire way to know if her son was gay or not. Daring him to get an erection while his flaccid prick was buried in her mouth, she'd finally know for sure if he was gay or lying about being sexually attracted to men. A mother's intuition, she didn't think her son was gay. Yet, needing to know for sure, with her wanting to suck his cock anyway, there was no harm in blowing him. After all, she had wanted to blow him for years. Now, if he had an erection while she sucked him, indeed, she'd know that he wasn't gay.
"If you get an erection while I'm blowing you, then I'll know you're not gay," she said with confidence that her son wasn't gay but straight.
Before taking his still flaccid prick in her mouth, she stared up at him with her big, brown, beautiful eyes while stroking him. Then, as soon as she leaned forward and took him in her hand to stroke him and in her mouth to suck him, as if she had pushed his sexual buttons, instantly, he had an erection. As she stroked him harder and faster while sucking him deeper, he developed a huge erection.
Not wanting his mother to prematurely stop sucking him, he put a heavy hand to the back of her pretty head. Not allowing her to pull away, as she tried to do once she determined that he wasn't gay, he humped her mouth while fucking her face. He wanted to cum in his mother's mouth. Not about to ruin his opportunity, he needed to cum all over her face.
"Blow me, mom. Don't stop blowing me. Don't stop sucking me. Suck my cock, mom. Stroke me harder. Stroke me faster. I need to cum in your beautiful mouth," he said. "I need to watch you swallow my load. Then, I need to cum again. This time all over your face. I need to give you a cum bath, mother."
Seemingly, no longer wanting to blow her son, she pushed against his thighs to remove his engorged prick from her mouth. Too late, not stepping back or stepping away, he didn't want his mother to premature finish her blowjob. With him pushing hard on the back of her head to hold her in place while humping her mouth and fucking her face, he exploded a huge load of cum in his mother's mouth.
Then, when she finally removed his erect prick from her mouth and from the pressure of her red, full lips, he exploded a second load, an even bigger load of cum. He ejaculated all over her face, in her hair, and across her naked breasts. Proud of himself and finally sexually satisfied, he gave his MILF of a mother quite the cum bath.
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"Oh, my God, David. How could you? You ejaculated your cum in my mouth. You ejaculated cum all over my face, in my hair, and across my naked breasts. You held my head in place and forced me to blow you. How dare you? You forced me to swallow you by pushing hard against the back of my head and not letting me go," she said while feigning her outrage.
Actually, as she had written in her diary long ago that she had always wanted to blow her son. She had always wanted to suck his cock. She had always wanted him to cum in her mouth and all over her face. A forbidden secret that she masturbated herself over when imagining her son naked and having sex with him, she had always wanted David to give her a cum bath.
She hit him on his chest while wiping his cum from her face. A long time coming, in the way that she had wanted to expose her naked body to her son ever since he turned 18-years-old, she had always wanted to suck his cock, too. She masturbated over stroking him while sucking him. With her husband no longer there to stop her from having illicit sex with her son, she masturbated over him cumming in her mouth and her swallowing his cum.
She continued wiping his cum from her face with a hand towel that she kept by her bed. So much cum, she had his cum everywhere, in her hair, across her naked breasts, and all over her pretty face. Literally covered with her son's cum, as if she was the star of a bukkake fest, indeed, David had given his mother quite the cum bath.
"You're not gay. I knew you weren't gay. You'd never get an erection and cum in my mouth like that from me blowing you if you were gay. You just pretended to be gay to see me naked," she said. "You just pretended to be gay to see if I'd have sex with you. You just pretended to be gay to see if I'd blow you," she said with feigned anger.
She punched him on his chest again.
"How dare you deceive me to see me without my clothes? How dare you trick me into sucking your cock? How dare you defile your mother by cumming in my mouth, your mother's mouth? How dare you cum all over my face, in my hair, and across my naked breasts? How dare you give me a cum bath? How dare you barge in my bedroom to see me naked? What's wrong with you?"
Yet, what was wrong with her son was what was wrong with his mother, too. She wanted her son to see her naked as much as he wanted to see his mother naked. She wanted her son to see her without her clothes as much as he wanted to see her without her clothes. She wanted to see her son without his clothes as much as he wanted his mother to see him without his clothes.
She not only posed naked for him but also, she moved to her knees to stroke his cock while sucking his prick. Pretending that she no longer wanted to blow him, she allowed him to cum in her mouth and all over her face. Not wanting him to think of her as an incestuous whore, but that she was the sexual victim of his incestuous lust, she continued her verbal assault.
After invading my privacy by reading my diary, you pretended to be gay while hoping I'd give you sex," said his mother seemingly angry that her son tricked her. "Then, barging in my bedroom, I can't believe you saw me naked. I can't believe you saw me without my clothes."
Then, she looked at her son with feigned embarrassment, sadness, sorrow, and shame.
"In the hopes of proving that you're not gay, I can't believe I was gullible enough to blow you. I can't believe that you tricked me into sucking your cock. I can't believe I allowed you to cum in my mouth and forced me to swallow your cum by holding my head in place. I can't believe I allowed you to cum in my hair, all over my face, and across my naked breasts. I can't believe I allowed you to give me a cum bath. How dare you sexually use me and abuse me?"
She paused in her diatribe to stare at her son.
"Shame on you, David. Shame on you for making your mother your incestuous whore," she said.
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Then, she got a diabolical look on her face.
"Since I've given you want you want, it's time for you to give me what I want. You need to eat me. You need to eat your mother's cunt and give me a sexual orgasm. Then, giving me multiple, sexual orgasms, you need to make love to me before fucking me hard and fast enough to give me another sexual orgasm, this time with your stiff prick," she ordered.
That was the beginning of something beautiful. Mother and son had incestuous sex night and day as if they were boyfriend and girlfriend, lovers, or husband and wife. No longer sleeping on the couch, she allowed him to sleep in her bed. She sucked him every morning and he fucked her every night.