Pamela donned her sexiest baby doll nightdress and lay on her bed, waiting for her husband.
At 30, she had an extremely stunning figure. Most would describe it as an extremely voluptuous figure. A round lovely face with succulent lips, twinkling eyes and curly blonde hair made her very attractive. Her body defied her age; narrow waist and supple round cute buttocks tapering into full shapely thighs. Her biggest assets were her huge round firm boobs that stood upright in spite of age and size. Most would say her figure was that of a 20 year old. Yes, she oozed sex appeal aplenty. And most importantly she loved sex very much. And her husband had made sure of that by fucking her several times a night for 16 years. Until recently.
At the age of 14 when she was still in school, she had desire for sex with boys, a year or two older than her. She liked boys and had planned to date and sex with some of her school boys. She wasn't bright; in fact she was naïve and gullible as she is now. Only thing was that she loved to have sex fun. So, she wanted the boys to help her. But something unexpected happened.
It was at that time that her poor parents ( her mother did not work and her father only did odd job) decided to rent out one of the rooms to a male teacher aged 34 named Ryan. He showed unusual interest in Pamela who was only 14 at that time. Pamela mentioned to her parents about Ryan; how he had invited her to his room on the pretext of helping her with her homework but had spent most of the time hugging and fondling her.
But to Pamela's surprise, her parents had encouraged her to be nice to Ryan. They hoped that he would marry her as that would give her better future. After all she was weak in studies and marrying Ryan could guarantee a good future for Pamela.
The 14 year old Pamela got easily excited when Ryan hugged her and fondled her budding breasts and young loins. Since her parents encouraged her to be nice to him, she soon engaged in heavy petting and succumbed to sex. She loved the way he fucked and soon got pregnant.
Pamela dropped out of school but Ryan did the honourable thing by marrying her. He and she loved sex and fucking. They had a son, Tom. As he grew up the couple loved each other and fucked frequently. Until recently...
As Pamela lay waiting for her husband to come out of the bathroom, the past flashed through her mind. Her parents died several years ago. All she now had were her 15 year-old son and her loving husband.
But for the last 2 weeks her sex life had a major problem. The problem was not her sex urges which was intense and frequent as ever. The problem lay with her husband.
In the bathroom Ryan masturbated several times. He wanted as much sperm as possible to be discharged so that when he went to make love with his young sexy wife he could pretend to be impotent. He had been feigning impotence for the last 2 weeks. He did that because he had a plan.
When he came out of the bathroom and into the bedroom he had a towel wrapped around his waist. Pamela smiled at him and invited her husband, "Come darling. I have been waiting for you."
In her baby doll nightdress she looked most desirable and sexy. Ryan also smiled and went to her, embraced her and kissed her hotly. Pamela thought that their sex life was going to be hot as usual. But she found out that her husband's cock wouldn't rise to its majestic hardness and he couldn't fuck her to satisfaction. She sucked him fiercely but the cock only hardened a bit. Finally she gave up hope.
"Why darling? What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know, Pam. I want to fuck you but this fellow doesn't seem to want to."
"I need sex Ryan. For 2 weeks you have denied me pleasure."
"Let me tongue you, dear."
Pamela didn't say anything.
So, Ryan put his mouth to her vagina and tongued and sucked her as best as he could. He wrapped his hands around her delicious thighs as she shuddered and shook with delight. On and on he tongued her and she screamed with delight. Finally Pamela orgasmed violently, attaining a modicum of satisfaction. Of course she would rather her husband had fucked her.
When they were about to sleep, Ryan offered, "May me I should see a sex psychologist for advice, darling. What do you thin?"
"Yes dear. Why not? I hope you will be your old wild self again."
So Ryan came back the evening of the next day and told his wife that he would tell her of his visit to the sex psychologist that night in the bedroom. He didn't want their son to hear what happened.
That night in the bedroom he told his wife a tall story. Yes, he said he had seen a sex psychologist.
"After much testing and long interview, Dr. Brown told me something that has shocked me."
"What did he say, dear?"
"He said my problem is psychological."
"So what did he say on how to overcome it?"
"The solution depends on you, dear."
"What do you mean?"
"Yes, you have to help me?"
"What? I have done everything possible."
"No, he says you have to excite me, darling."
"I have done a lot to excite you, dear. I have worn sexy clothes to bed and I have even sucked you to excite you. What else can I do?"
"The psychologist wants you to do something extra ordinary, darling."
"I'm willing to do what is required, dear. Just tell me. You know I'm always willing to please you."
"Yes, but this is something very extra ordinary, darling."
"What is that, dear?"
"I'm sure it will shock you, darling."
"Cut out the suspense and tell me, dear."
"He wants you to have sex with someone else in front of me."
"Yes, he says that will excite me and cause my cock to remain erect for sex with you."
"That's a crap!"
"But he says he has treated several cases like ours. And it has worked."
"I don't believe it."
"He guarantees, darling. If it doesn't work he is prepared to compensate us."
"Do you really believe in him?"
"Yes, I do. His suggestion seems to be good for all of us."
"What do you mean?"
"I can get back my virility, we can have sex fun as before, and most important you can enjoy as much sex as you like."
"Do you mean I have to have sex with your friend?"
"Not really. The psychologist says outside men can create family problems."
"Then what does he suggest?"
"He says it must be within the family."
"What do you mean?"
"He says you should fuck with our son in front of me."
"OH GOD! What are you saying?!"
"Yes darling. In that way it will be great fun for all of us. Our son will enjoy himself, you will enjoy yourself and I will enjoy myself."
"OH RYAN! What a preposterous suggestion!"
"It sounds odd, darling. But if you think about it seriously, it is a good suggestion."
"What? INCEST is good suggestion?"
"That is society's belief. But if you think rationally, all of us will enjoy: our son, you and me."
"Ryan, have you gone out of your mind?"
"No darling. We are shackled by prudish social conventions. How can fun activities be bad?"
"You mean you want me to fuck with our son?"
"No way Ryan. I won't do it."
"Then our problems will remain unresolved, darling."
"So be it! I won't succumb to this outlandish suggestion. It's sinful!"
So that night they slept disagreeing and without any attempt to have sex.
And the situation continued for several days and Pamela was extremely frustrated sexually. Her body needed sex desperately as she had been used to frequent good fucks. She tossed in bed at night and during the day time she was tormented by sexual urges. She was virtually a nervous wreck.
In that situation she became very conscious of her son, Tom. Her husband's suggestion made her look at her son in a different light. He was only 15 but built big and looked more like an 18 year-old rugby player. He was muscular, rugged and handsome. She couldn't help but look at his crotch area. In his tight jeans he seemed to spot a big bulge.
Was he virile? Did he like sex? Was he a good fucker? What would be like being fucked by him? Her mind was tormented by all sorts of ideas. But her resolve was not to succumb to sex with her own son. That would be sinful.
That night she wore her sexy baby doll nightdress and waited in bed for her husband to return to the bedroom after his usual bath. When he came in with his towel wrapped around his waist she smiled at him. He smiled back.
"Ryan, are you ready for bed?"
"I'm tormented, dear. No sex for so long, you know?"
"What can I do, darling? You have refused the psychologist's advice."
"Is that the only way, dear?"
""I'm afraid, yes."
"But what would people say if we involve our son?"
"Nobody needs to know, darling. We can keep it secret." Ryan felt his wife was weakening in her resolve.
"Instead of our son, what if I have sex with an outside man?"
"But the psychologist advises otherwise, Pam."
"But I don't want to sex with my son, Ryan. That would be sinful."
"It looks as if I have to force you to be nice with our son."
"Oh no! That I won't agree. Dear."
"Let me talk to our son, darling and see how he feels about it."
"No, Ryan. Don't."
"May be I can just ask him to be nice to his mother. I can tell him that you feel neglected by your son."
.... There is more of this story ...