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Forum Chat pt 3
by Isabella

I had no idea just how much of a turn on it could be sitting at the same table as my husband while I was on such a sexually explicit website, even though I wasn't reading anything particularly sexual I had the urge to sneak my hand under my dress, I had easy access still as I hadn't put my knickers back on after my earlier 'reading' session.

I decided to try and take my mind off of the itch that was starting to develop between my thighs, there was no way that it was normal for a woman to be so 'on edge', so soon after her orgasm, I knew that a 'self imposed' climax was nothing like an orgasm delivered by someone else. If another man or woman uses their fingers to bring you off, the orgasm will be at least twice as powerful as one at your own hand and if a man uses his cock, the pleasure is at least, sorry, if a man other than my husband were to use his cock on you, the pleasure would be five to ten times greater than your own fingers. Hopefully, that is the explanation for why I seemed to be in need of masturbation twenty-four / seven, all I needed was a dam good fucking, not from my husband either, he had no concept of what a dam good fucking should be.

I shook my head and had to stifle a smile, I smoother the hem of my dress down, James looked up from his books with a curious look on his face, "More coffee darling?" he shook his head and tipped his nose back down into his ledgers, he was at home to get a little peace and quiet to work on a problem, he was missing twenty-five thousand pounds, not an exact figure, there were some odd pounds and pence as well, but the 'odds and sods' wouldn't lead to sleepless nights like the missing twenty-five grand.

I had a sudden thought, what was Sue's last name; I went off through the directory to see if Pete had added her name and details already from our earlier conversation. I found her eventually; I actually passed her entry by because the inserted date was actually a week earlier than my entry. I opened the link to the first entry, not from 'DaddyDoesDau' it was, and here was another shock, 'TractorMan' was the initial contributor, the same man who posted my own details onto the database.

I opened the first message, '....On a visit to the house, Sue was making a cup of tea and I was standing looking at the living room window frame to see if it could be repaired, Mary, the three year old daughter came up to me, looked me in the eye and smiled before reaching out and taking hold of my cock through my trousers. I could see that she was expecting me to brush her hand away and when I didn't she smiled again and asked if she could look at it. Unfortunately, before I could show her, Sue came back into the room....'

There was a thread link at the bottom of that page and I followed that link, and the next, and the next and so on. The upshot of the threads from that first message were that 'TractorMan' was planning to get his hands on Mary, there were all sorts of advice being given to him about how to go about it, one thread I followed closely was that 'TractorMan' should bed Sue first to get his feet under the table so to speak, then he would have easier access to Mary.

'TractorMan' was certain that Sue was a lesbian, much the same opinion that I had, well, I thought that she was more bisexual than lesbian; she did after all have a four year old daughter. 'TractorMan' explained his reasoning, apparently he was a good friend of Sue's husband Larry, Larry had often, on drunken nights out with the boys, become depressed and told the story of a party that he was at with his girlfriend, the two of them ended up in a manage a trois with Sue, Mary was the outcome and Larry had to ditch his girlfriend and marry Sue. Although, in the deepest parts of his depression, when he admitted that the threesome at that party was the one and only time he had enjoyed Sue's body but he thought that his ex girlfriend wasn't so unlucky where his wife was concerned.

The next thread was a suggestion that 'TractorMan' put his mind to finding an attractive young woman, preferably straight and preferably married to a muffin of a husband, then wind Sue up and pointer in the woman's direction, hopefully, Sue would need a babysitter if 'TractorMan' set things up before Mary was at school full time. I checked the date of that thread and 'quelle surprise' it was just one day before 'TractorMan' had added me into the PIE database.

I'm sure that I actually appeared in one of the threads, not mentioned by name but 'TractorMan' did say that there was someone right under his nose, living in the same village, with three kids and definitely in a sexless marriage for at least the past five years, he said that he would look into things and let them know how things got on.

James suddenly decided that he need the pc, he had to send a few emails out to his office and the main distribution centre so I had to close down the pc in a hurry. James had found a goods received note that looked a lot like an invoice, it was for thirteen thousand pounds, so it could have equated to twenty six thousand if it had been entered on the wrong side of the ledger.

I went through to the living room to check on William, he asked if he could go to the park, so I decided to get the both of us out of the house and leave James to his ledgers. There was another boy and a girl on the park, again from the same toddlers group that William went too. The three of them began playing together, the girl's mother looked very surprised when the two boys included her daughter in their game, she was use to a single boy playing with her daughter in the park, but usually, when a second boy turned up, the boys would go off and play rough and tumble games.

The three of us mothers all sat on one bench, sweets were passed around, I was offered a sweet even though I wasn't really in their circle of friends, the sweets appearance seemed to be a child magnet for the few seconds it took to devour the remaining sweets, William got an even share, children didn't seem to have any problem taking sweets from anyone. I wasn't really included in the conversation, I wasn't one of the 'in crowd' of village mothers who all seemed to wander from one house to the next all day drinking coffee and nattering to each other.

I overheard rather than was told that "Sue, you know, Mary's Mother, from Topside house?" Was the first whispered part of the conversation that I overheard, the gist of the conversation was that Sue was making a nuisance of herself; she was trying to arrange private meetings between herself and some of the village women. "...She turned up at my house yesterday afternoon; she seemed very flustered and was blushing constantly.... No, Mary wasn't with her, Sue had a babysitter but I've checked everyone in the village but no one knew who was babysitting for her...."

Both women looked over in my direction, then their heads got closer together, I had to actually hold my breath to hear what was being whispered between them, "No, she wouldn't ask her landlords daughter in law to babysit for her, would she?" Both women looked at me again and I felt myself blush slightly. So that was the reason I was an outsider in the village that I had spent most of my life living in, it wasn't me, it was the fact that I had married the third son of the wealthiest family in the area and the largest land owners for miles around.

So who had Sue left Mary with, just minutes after Mary and William had played 'Doctors and Nurses' together and I had ignored some very overt flirting, I guess I had been, or at least seemed to be, very rude yesterday when I asked Sue to leave so that I could put William down for his nap. I would have to go back into Sue's entry in the PIE database and see if there had been anything posted with yesterdays date on it, perhaps there would be an entry from 'DaddyDoesDau' about his talk with me or from 'TractorMan', that reminded me, I should have checked out my own database for recent entries, I probably would have if James hadn't been there.

William looked like he was about to strangle the little boy he was playing with, then I thought he was trying to kiss him, then I realised that William was actually whispering in the boys ear, the boy looked straight at me, then he broke away from Williams grasp and walked half way to me, then he knelt down and fiddled with his shoelaces, I realised in an instant that he wasn't trying to fasten his shoe laces, he was so young that he probably wouldn't have been able to manage to tie them himself anyway, he wasn't even looking down, he was actually looking straight at me, sorry, straight at my legs, or rather, he was trying to look up my dress from far too far away.

William joined the boy and they 'knee walked' a few feet closer, I looked at the other two mother's; they weren't paying any attention to either of the boys or me. I would really have to make sure that I put knickers on before I left home in future, especially if William was going to start telling his friends to look up under my dress. I knew why I hadn't put my knickers on, I was hoping that James would find his missing twenty-five thousand pounds and bugger off back to work, as soon as he did that I wanted to be ready to 'act' I'd tie William into his chair if I had too, but I didn't want anything to get in the way of my pleasuring myself.

I checked the other two mothers again, they were still dishing the dirt on Sue, I did a quick three hundred and sixty degree scan around the park, then thought to myself, 'What the hell!' I slid forward on the bench slightly, then I deliberately opened my legs and stood up. William nudged his friend in the side with his elbow; I read his lips, 'See, I told you so!' The other boy's face was a picture, a cross between shock and disbelief in what he had just seen. William's face on the other hand was just a broad smile and a look of triumph.

I held out my hand to my son and we walked home, I had made William's day because he had got to show his friend a glimpse of the promised land, I'm sure that I had made his friends day, I'm sure that his mother would never have let him see her honey pot like that in a public place, but I might have opened a door to the boy that his mother may have difficulty in closing.

As I walked along I was wondering how I could get the family name and telephone number for their family, I couldn't believe it but I actually wanted to post the information about the boy wanting to look at my pussy on the PIE databases, I actually wanted to set her and her son up on the PIE database, just thinking about that had started that, by now, well known itch deep in my belly all over again.

I wanted to get home as fast as I could, there was already a stream of my juice running down my inner thighs, because of my inner needs I was walking in such a way that I was putting as much pressure as possible on my labia and inner muscles and the faster I walked, the more pleasure I was deriving from the action. Poor old William was almost falling over I was pulling him along so fast.

William suddenly dug his heels in and I almost wrenched his arm out of its socket, he wanted to cross the stream by the stepping stones, the bridge would add five hundred yards to the journey but the bank down to the stepping stones was very steep and very muddy. As neither William nor I had wellingtons on, I wouldn't have let him go down to the stream but, If James had already left the house, the last thing I wanted was an upset child on my hands if I had the opportunity to get online and find something exciting to read and help me to take the edge off of the increasingly powerful need I had deep inside.

I let William's hand go and he slipped and slid his way down to the stream, I had no choice but to follow him down. I could see that Williams trousers were covered in mud by the time he got to the stepping stones, I knew that my dress would also get very muddy, I had to take it much slower down the steep bank than William had though, I had one item of clothing missing that would have been essential for the activity I was undertaking.

There was no one in sight, so if I did flash my pussy while sliding down to the water only William would see and I was certain sure that he wouldn't complain to anyone about seeing it. William was standing at the edge of the water, waiting for me to join him, he did watch every movement that I made though, as he was so far below me, he got several looks up my dress, at one point, I actually saw his face, complete with beaming smile, as I looked down through the scooped neckline of my thin summer dress, if I could see his face between my dress and body, he could see all the way up to my face under my dress, I bet he wished that I wasn't wearing a bra.

Now where did that thought come from, I guess it was only natural for a boy to want to see a fully naked woman or girl, but perceived wisdom would say that the boy would be older and that the woman of interest would be someone other than his mother, someone a little closer to his own age. But from the look on William's face, he was loving seeing every inch of my body.

Once at the bottom of the bank I took William's hand once again and we started to cross the stream on the large stones, the large, rounded, moss covered and very wet stones. The laws of gravity being what they are, we both ended up sitting on the stream bed, soaking wet from head to toe. Under normal circumstances, falling in the stream would have made William cry, just from the shock and the cold but this time all he could do was laugh, I was freezing cold, I was also laughing out loud, I laughed so much that I ended up, inadvertently, polluting the stream.

At least sitting ass deep in cold stream water had cooled the itch that had been driving me to walk so fast, so one problem cured but another one just beginning, my thin, white, summer dress was now totally transparent and I was going to have a very embarrassing walk home.

After scrambling up the opposite bank, my hands were totally covered in mud as were Williams he had no qualms about wiping his hands down the legs of his trousers, I was about to wipe my hands on the grass but as I looked down, the orange triangle was glowing through the wet cotton of my dress, I seemed to be saying, 'What the hell!' A lot these days but, "What the hell!" And I wiped my hands carefully down the front of my dress, so that the mud could hide as much of my embarrassment as possible.

On the walk home, I discovered a new popularity, cars passing were papping their hooters as they passed, I had covered the front of my dress with a little mud but my arse was well on display to passing traffic. I also found that men who had never said more than good morning to me suddenly wanted a long conversation with me. It was a good thing that I did have a bra on as that was fully on display to everyone.

Even though I was cold and wet, the extra attention being paid to me was starting to lite my inner fire again but far hotter than it was before the stream extinguished it. I had to really fight hard to get away from men wanting to talk to me because I was aware that William needed to get out of his wet clothes and into a warm bath.

Fortunately the drive was empty, so one less explanation to have to make. I guided William to the back of the house and straight into the utility room. He was wearing trainers, the kind that I could just throw into the washing machine along with all of his clothes. I helped William to undress, when I pulled his underpants down he was standing, shivering, totally naked, and when I say standing, I mean that in both ways.

I had seen William with a little erection many times, when he was a baby, every time his nappy came off, his cock would grow and when I had to clean him in that area it was always hard. Now he was standing very proud, even to the point that he was arching his back slightly so it was almost like he was thrusting his hips at me. I threw his clothes and shoes into the washing machine, under normal circumstances, I would never wash my favourite summer dress with William's blue trousers and red t-shirt but, if I washed it now, I wouldn't have to explain to anyone how it got so wet.

I found a sheet of colour guard, they weren't perfect but it should offer a lot more protection than not using one. I was reaching for the clasp at the back of my dress, "Let me help mummy!" I knelt on the floor and William made short work of opening the hook and eye fastener on the back of my dress and then he pulled the zip all the way down. Before I got the chance to stand up William had a hold of the clasp on the back strap of my bra, "Leave that darling, you won't be able to manage it!"

I realised my mistake as soon as the words left my mouth, you never tell a sparky four year old boy that he wouldn't be able to do something, it just acted like a red rag to a bull. William pulled at the end of the bra strap until it parted company with the other side with a loud 'thwack' and a stinging pain between my shoulder blades.

I had a dressing gown on top of the pile of laundry that was waiting to be washed, I had my hand on it and was about to use it to cover my nakedness but the look on my son's face told me that he would prefer it if I left it off. We were both shivering as we ran up the stairs to the bathroom, I started the water running and as I was checking the temperature William kept trying to turn me so that he could see my body as clearly s he could, he was looking very carefully at my breasts, my nipples were performing their secondary function of temperature gauges so they were standing out, mind you, my son looking closely at my naked body was also having the same effect.

I helped William into the bath, usually Amy and Laura would help William to have his bath, Amy was the little mother and the three of them always bathed together to save time and hot water. I wondered if I could risk leaving William to play in the bath while I went to my bedroom to masturbate a little, I was still so turned on, and more so because of William's reaction to seeing me naked.

"You got wet too mummy, you need to have a bath as well!" William was right of course but the need to climax was greater than the need to get clean and comfortable, I was trying to think up an answer that would be as believable as possible but as I was trying to work out how to refuse to get in the bath and not cause William to think I was totally mad, he reached out, over the side of the bath and caught hold of my wrist and pulled me towards him in the bath.

'What the hell!' I climbed into the bath with my son, he was totally use to seeing his sisters in the nude and was totally comfortable about being naked around them or me, it was just me that wasn't so use to being naked in front of anyone. I settled down in the bathwater, William took a bar of soap and started to wash my stomach, then he got the face cloth and rubbed the soap well in, he put a lot of effort onto rubbing my belly because it made my breasts sway from side to side which made William smile a lot.

The face cloth was dipped into the water and William held it high above me and squeezed the cloth to make it rain on my belly. I realised that as he was washing my belly his eyes never actually left my nipples and now he was focusing on the nipple on my left breast, he dropped the face cloth and pointed at my left nipple, "Amy told me that, when I was a baby, I got my dinner from in there!" I nodded my head, "I fed you from there until you were nearly two!" "I can't remember. Does it still work?" I shook my head, "No, when I stopped feeding you, it only took a few days to stop!"

William looked pensive, "Can I try to see if it still works?" "Well, I know it won't so there is no point!" "Please mummy!" 'What the hell!' "Knock yourself out kid!" William got that Cheshire cat look on his face again. William knee-walked along the bath, then he straddled my left leg, his right knee was just a fraction of an inch away from my pussy mound. William placed his left hand on the outside of my breast, leaned in slightly and took my nipple into his mouth and sucked gently.

I had to gasp for air at the feeling, it had been two years since I had felt anything lik that, back then, breastfeeding was a chore, as William' teeth grew it became more and more painful but I had given both children before him the full two years at my breast to give them the best possible start in life so I put up with it from William too.

The thing that surprised me most was that I couldn't stop myself bringing my hand to the back of William's head and holding it firmly against my breast, just as I did when I was actually feeding him. William's right hand had been resting on my stomach and he had been sitting, straddling my knee totally still. I felt his little cock grow against my upper thigh, then he started to rock gently back and forth, I could see that he had his cock trapped between my leg and his own abdomen and the rocking was just like he was using my thigh to masturbate himself.

William's right hand slipped down from my belly to between my legs, he fumbled about a little until he felt my clitoris, as he pressed hard, squashing my clit against my pubic bone and moving his finger from side to side so that my clitoris kept slipping between his finger tip and my hard pubic bone. I arched my back off of the bottom of the bath as I gasped in a deep breath. William's mouth left my nipple momentarily, "Amy likes it like that but Laura prefers this!" As William said this his finger left my clit and slipped further down and he slipped one finger into my vagina as his mouth slipped back over my nipple.

William started out pushing one finger in and pulling it out, he measured my response and realised that I hadn't liked it as much as the high pressure on my clitoris. He didn't waist much time using one finger and slipped a second finger in me, then a third and finally all four fingers, he was actually masturbating me as if he had been doing it for years, but he realised that I still hadn't responded quite as much as I had with simple clitoral stimulation.

I could almost feel that William was ruminating on the problem as he sucked and gently bit on my nipple. I was actually building to a petite orgasm under his finger fucking and nipple nibbling but I hadn't been forced to arch my back. As William built up his speed with his fingers he also built up the speed and pressure he was putting into rocking his cock against my thigh.

There was a harder bite on my nipple, it was almost like a eureka moment, he flexed his hand slightly, he lined his thumb up on my clitoris and as his fingers slipped in and out of my cunt his thumb pressed down onto my clit, that did the trick, my back was off the bottom of the bath and I was into a full blown orgasm.

If I had been finger fucking myself I would have stopped, actually, I would have been happy to stop at the petite climax but William drove me on further and higher along the climactic slope. I have no idea just how long William was working on my pussy but eventually his arm must have got tired, he rocked away from my body and sat on my thigh watching my face is I came down from the massive orgasms that he had given me.

William waited around five minutes and then said, "Mummy, did that feel nice?" "It did darling but I really shouldn't have let you do it to me, you know that don't you, and you mustn't ever tell anyone, not even Amy and Laura!" William kind of waved my comment off, "Well, Amy always says that if you do something nice for somebody, they should do something nice for you. Don't you think so too?" "Well, I suppose so darling!" Williams face brightened once again and the serious face was replaced by a smile.

William struggled to his feet and moved his right foot so that it was outside my hip like his left foot, then he shuffled forward slightly. I had seen William's cock hard more times than I could remember but every time I had seen it, no matter how hard he was, there was always at least a quarter of an inch of foreskin hanging over the end. The cock now staring me straight in the face had no overhanging foreskin, in fact, the tip of his cockhead was actually showing past the end of his foreskin.

William moved a little further forward and he touched the tip of his cock against my lips. What the hell? I was Thirty-three years old and I had never sucked a cock in my life and I had never had anyone perform oral sex on me either, now, here was my four year old son, thinking it was perfectly normal for people to suck his cock, it was obvious to me that Amy and Laura had been sucking his cock for some time and that it was an expected part of their little sex games together.

William pulled back slightly and thrust his cock against my lips again, I was still unyielding and it looked like William could fall over at any time as he had to stand so awkwardly so that his cock lined up with my mouth, he repeated the thrust, "Mummy, please!" 'What the hell!' My mouth opened slightly and I even slipped my body back slightly so that I was sitting slightly higher in the tub and William buried his cock all the way into my mouth.

He was using all the right fucking movements on my face and in my mouth, he had obviously been doing this for a very long time, "Mummy, come on, you know you have to suck as well, do it like I did when I was sucking on your titty!"

I started sucking and William shivered in pleasure. I felt far more self conscious about sucking my son's cock than I had felt while he was finger fucking me and sucking on my nipple. After about five minutes William started to speed up, both his thrusting actions and his breathing, then he fell against my face, I panicked lightly, I had never sucked a cock before but I had read how disgusting a man's semen could taste and was bracing myself for the disgusting taste but nothing. When William got his breath back he crouched down in front of me and kissed me, "Thank you mummy, that was lovely!"

I couldn't understand it, William had shown every outward sign that he had climaxed, I had felt his body shake as his major muscles went into spasm, I had heard his breathing speed up to feed the oxygen demand from those muscles, he had fallen, weak at the knees at the end but nothing had come out of his little cock. They needed to write that kind of thing in a book, a dry climax, I was wondering if I should take William to the doctor but I realised that it would be difficult to find the words to explain to the doctor just exactly how I knew that my son had dry climaxed.

I knew one place that I could probably ask someone a question on dry climaxing, the PIE chat room, I got the feeling that if I posted a message in the open room about what had happened that not one person would have been shocked by it, I also guessed that I would have to have super reading power to be able to read the responses they would come through so fast and furiously.

William settled down in the water and cuddled up to me, I couldn't remember the last time he cuddled with me, I had seen him cuddling with his sisters on the sofa, usually while watching TV, they would all get under blankets and cuddle together in the evening.

I didn't want to break the spell of the magic moments I was sharing with my son but I knew that the girls could be home any moment and I didn't want to be discovered naked in the bath with William. As I was drying him I reminded William that he must never tell anyone what he had done to me or what I had done to him. He kept nodding his head but I wasn't so sure that he really understood, after all, it was only a few short hours earlier that he had told his playschool buddy that I didn't have knickers on and that the boy had openly looked to see if William had been telling him the truth.

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