The following is not real. Some of you know have known me will recognize some of the people, but this is not how this actually happened. People suggested I try writing something else so here you go.

So, Im going to be straight up for a second. I think about fucking everyone I meet. I think about how they would feel under my hands. Or how I could make them cum. I think about what kinky stuff they might be into. Is the fat old charge nurse into anal? What would that paramedic do if I asked him to piss on me? Would the clerk that checked me out at the store rim me if I went down on him?
All of these and more race through my mind. Normally I push them out of the way. Sometimes I dwell on them, and try to find out. And that’s how it was with my father in law.
From the moment I saw him, I wanted to fuck him. Joe and I had just started dating and we had gone to his parents house. My future father in law (lets call him Frank) was a runner. Not just recreationally. He liked to do marathons and shit like that. As such, he was in amazing shape. Athletic and slim. His muscles were well defined under his skin, and he had the sharp facial figures like a sculpture. His hair was still black, aside from the gray that had begun to appear at his temples.
To be fair, I was in shape then too. More than one, actually. They were just circles of various sizes.
From that day forward, I wanted to fuck him. I wouldn’t say I was obsessed, but I did think about it often. I was still occasionally fucking Joe’s brother, so I would find myself comparing their cocks. Joe’s wasn’t small, necessarily, but it lacked his brother’s girth. I began to wonder what it would take to get Frank to fuck around on his wife. He had raised one son to have an intense moral direction. Joe doesn’t like anything I like in the bedroom, mostly because he finds it degrading to me.
On the other hand, his other son was a complete dirtbag. He was the one that came on to me first. To be fair, I kept it going after the wedding, but he could have said no. What kind of a guy fucks his brothers wife the day they leave for their honeymoon?
So what kind of guy was Frank? One of his sons was an outlier, but which one? And then what kind of woman would not only entice him to cheat, but to fuck his sons wife as well. It was the kind of challenge I rose to. I had to find out. It would be quite the accomplishment, fucking all the men in a family. Well, aside from mine, I guess.
It would be a process. A long one. Find out if he would cheat. Find out if he would cheat with a fat girl. Find out if he would cheat with a fat daughter in law. Finally find out if he wanted a whore or an angel. I could do either, but angel was temporary. I would see him pretty regularly, once week or so, more often during the summer. He had a pool, you see, and Joe loved to swim.
So I got to work. First step was to see if he was even interested. I waited until the next time we went swimming. That would be a few weeks away, so I contented myself through masturbation that mostly involved him and my dad tag teaming me. By the time we were actually going, not even these clit sessions could tide me over.
I had thought about doing a two piece, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. So I settled on my one piece. It would be sufficient for this. The changing room was their bedroom, and it had a sliding glass door that led to the pool. There was a curtain to pull to cover it. I thought about leaving the curtain open, but there was never a time when he was the only one in line of sight. Disappointed, I headed to the pool to join the others.
It was while swimming that I saw my first opportunity. The pool itself was a saltwater pool, and at one end was a hot tub fixture that overflowed in a waterfall into the pool itself. Frank was standing by the waterfall, talking to Joe, who was in the tub. I dove under the water, and while I swam to the waterfall, I adjusted by suit so that I had a nipple peaking out. I wasn’t able to be sure, and I didn’t want too much to show, but it was a gamble.
I rose out of the water next to Frank, my left nipple exposed. I slid up next to him and asked what they were up to. Joe couldn’t see my tits from his position, No one else would be in line of sight if I turned towards Frank. Slowly, with the waterfall falling on me, I turned towards him and asked him what he was drinking.
He looked to me and opened his mouth to answer, but his eyes went right to my tit. I held my breath. Would he say something? Would he freak out? Would he just stare?
The latter. As he responded to me, I slowly exhaled the breath I had been holding. His eyes were flicking between Joe, me, and my nipple. I was looking him over too. His chest had a small v shaped patch of graying hair, his nipples sat flush against his body. His neck was ridged by firm tendons and muscles. Fucking hell he was sooo hot. Joe began moving toward the stairs so I dipped down and fixed my suit.
I swam away eagerly awaiting my next chance. I was optimistic about this thing for the first time. Pushing the envelope and taking chances were such a turn on for me that I was spent the rest of the swim time rubbing my clit hidden by the water.
We caught eyes a few times after that, but he didn’t really betray anything else. A plan took form. I would be the last to get out. I would go into the room to change, and somehow entice him in there once I had stripped out of my suit and covered myself. Then, a quick flash, or something. I wasn’t sure yet.
As luck would have it, Frank and I were the last two. Improvising, I got out and piddled around outside until Joe had finished changing. I went in, and began to look around the room for something to give me an excuse to get him in here. I had to hurry, and act while he was alone in the pool area. If anyone else was there, they might come instead.
It didn’t take long. There was a hamper in the bathroom for towels, but Joe had been Joe and just piled them on top of it. Under the pile of wet towels, it might be missed. I stripped out of my suit, and wrapped myself in a dry towel. I rushed to the door and looked out. He was still alone, but he was out of the pool.
I slid the door open. “Hey Frank. Where do I put my towels?”
He looked at me in the towel, and flipped his head to the main doors into the house, possibly to see were everyone was, then back to me. “I-In the bathroom, Claire.” He said.
“I looked I don’t see it. Can you show me?” I asked. Deliberately I looked down. His wet trunks clung to his body. It wasn’t hard to see the outline of his cock, hanging flaccid, along his body. It was hard to gage, but he looked bigger than either of his sons. I let my eyes linger, then went back to his face. I bit my lower lip.
Wordlessly he started towards me. “Thanks, Frank.” I said, retreating back into the room before he got there. Now what? I thought to myself. Just dropping the towel would be a high risk high reward situation. If he reacts poorly, it might be impossible to say it was just an accident. Instead, I sat on his bed, facing the bathroom. I spread my legs, leaving the towel on, but parted just enough.
He came in and stopped. My breath caught again. For what seemed like an eternity he stared at me. He smiled slightly, but it was gone as quick as it came. He moved to the bathroom.
“Oh.” He said as he rounded the corner. “Fuckin’ Joe.” He said. He leaned down to begin picking the towels up. He turned his head to me. His eyes right between my legs. I know he could see my pussy. “Does he at least put thigs away at home?”
I just shook my head, looking at him. He looked away and stood. “Well, there’s the hamper. You can put the towel in there.”
I stood, bent over to grab the wet one I had used, and walked into the bathroom, passing him in the door way. I turned sideways, ass to him, as I slipped through. I stuck my ass out, and brushed it across his groin, feeling his bulge as I did so. I dropped the towel in the hamper.
I turned to Frank. He was staring at me. “Can you hand me my clothes? They are on the bed.” His face was red as he turned and proceeded into the room. As soon as his back was turned, I went for it. I dropped the towel. He returned and stopped as soon as he saw me. “Thanks.” I said. And I took the clothes. He stared at me. At my tits. My pussy.
“Claire, I-“ he began. I closed the door.
Fuck. I needed to cum. I heard the door slide open and then close. I thought about his cock, I thought about him pinning me in the doorway and forcing it into me. I wondered if he would try to fuck my ass. My fingers went to my clit. It didn’t take long before I was cumming.
After, I took stock of where I was. I had gone for broke. It hadn’t blown up in my face. And I felt like I knew he would cheat. I felt like he liked big tits, and I felt that he wanted me to be slutty. Maybe this would be easy.
I was wrong. The next few swim days he was noticeably absent. His wife had said that he was running errands or something like that. She never seemed bothered. I fucked myself after one day imaging he had told her and we were going to have a threesome.
The next chance would be an unexpected one.
It was Labor Day. I remember because I was off and Joe worked, taking the double time that he would get. Joe was already gone when I woke, and knowing that I would have 7 hours in the house alone had me wet thinking about who I was going to have over to fuck. I had begun to flip through my contacts when the phone rang, the caller ID showing it was Joes cell. My heart sank. He had to be telling me that he was coming home early.
“Hey, babe.” I answered, forcing a yawn.
“You just getting up?”
“Yeah. Whats up?”
“I need you to do me a favor. I need you to go into the garage and grab a tool and bring it to my dad.” He said.
I sat straight up. “Yeah I can do that.”
“Mom has the car and she’s out at my aunts. He told me not to worry about it, but hes been looking forward to this project for a while.”
“Sure!” I jumped out of bed as he talked me through the garage and the location of the tool. Once identified, I let him go, and began to plot my course of action.
He was clearly hesitant. But he couldn’t trust himself around me. He knew what the game was, he knew he would lose, and he was just trying not to play. I needed to be able to get him to the table.
Clothes would be key. It was a little cooler, too cool for shorts, but leggings would work. No panties. The top would be a little trickier. My tits are huge, H Cups. Braless wasn’t an option, but I had an ill fitting balconette that let the tops of my areolas pop out if I positioned it right. A white camisole and light black sweater completed the outfit. I checked myself out in the mirror. A quick tug on the camisole brought a hint of areola into view. Perfect.
I went out to the truck, threw the tool in the back and headed off to my in laws house. The whole ride over there I had the butterflies in my stomach that were my vice. That anticipation of something new and different. The pushing of boundaries, the taboo of the act, the risk of getting caught. All were combining to give me a high that nothing else could touch.
By the time I pulled into the gravel driveway, my pussy was aching. As I rolled to a stop, I realized I hadn’t even thought about what I was going to do. I had been so preoccupied thinking about fucking him, that I hadn’t even bothered to think about how I was going to do it.
As I got out of the truck, Frank came out from the side of the house. He was in jeans and a long-sleeved red shirt. Sawdust clung to it. He stopped when he say me, but then continued on.
“What are you doing here, Claire?” There was a tinge of anger. Good.
“Joe told me you needed this.” I went to the back and pulled out the saw.
“Yeah I told him not to worry about it.”
“Well he worried.” I passed the saw to him.
He looked me up and down. “Tell him thanks.” He said and then turned with the saw and headed back to the house.
Fuck. This wasn’t working. I watched as he turned around back. He was resisting, but I saw it in his eyes. I know that look. Seen it in plenty of men’s eyes. I pulled the black sweater off, threw it in the truck, and headed off in his footsteps.
I rounded the corner and saw him in his workshop. Formerly a detached garage, he had turned it into his hobby room a few years ago. There was a piece of wood on two stands that he was measuring. A few stools and chairs littered the perimeter of the shop. When he saw me, he stopped and sighed.
“What are you working on?” I asked.
“Claire, why are you here?”
“Im bored.” I said, biting my lip. “Joe is at work, and hes not as entertaining as he could be even when he is home.
“W-well I got a lot of stuff to do here, and I’m not going to be entertaining anyway.” He returned to measuring.
“Well, anything is better than being alone at the house.” I found one of the rocking chairs and sat in it. So far, so good, but I was running out of moves. The silences persisted for a few minutes while he measured and marked different pieces of wood. Then it hit me. I had a plan. All I had to do was wat for my opening.
It didn’t take long. After about 5 more minutes of silence, he left to go inside to get something. I took my shot. As soon as he was gone, I jumped up and headed for the pool. Flipping the cover on the control panel, I flipped the tub to on. I raced back to the shop, and I stripped off all my clothes, placing them in the chair I was sitting in. I then raced through the brisk air to the tub, where I slid in.
The water was ice cold. My nipples immediately hardened. The water coming from the jets was warm, but still, my teeth began to chatter. I prayed the water would heat up quickly.
I heard the side door open. He was heading back into the shop. It didn’t take long before he rounded the corner. I waved at him. He slowly walked over.
“Claire. What the hell are you doing?”
“Entertaining myself.” I said. I made a show of pushing my hands down to my pussy. “Since you wont, I have to find something to do.”
“This ain’t right, Claire. Theres something wrong with you.”
I smiled and closed my eyes as my fingers slipped inside me. “Mmmhm.” I moaned in agreement. “Very wrong.” I said.
He watched me finger myself. He didn’t leave. I went all in. I stood and began to walk out of the tub. The chill in the air brought my chattering teeth back. “I’m going to go into the house and Im going to be entertaining myself. If you are bored, you should follow me.” And I headed for the sliding door.
I entered, thought about the couch, but decided against getting it all wet, and went to the floor instead. I got down on all fours, ass in the air, and began to play with my pussy. I rubbed my asshole too.
I heard the door open and smiled. I had won.
I rolled over and lay on my back. He stood over me. He began to undo his jeans and I moved to my knees. “You are going to love this, Frank.” I told him.
I was eager to finally see this cock. As his jeans fell I reached up and took his boxers in my hands, I pulled them down.
It was wonderful. Bigger than either of his sons. A good 6 or 7 inches, if I have to guess, but thick. His balls hung in a sack covered in gray pubic hairs. I opened my mouth, and licked the length of his shaft, my eyes locked with his. From the tip to the base, and then back again. He began to grow. I took him into my mouth and began to suck. Using my mouth, suction, tongue, suction, tongue. He grew to an impressive level of fullness in my mouth. I pulled it out.
“Gag me, daddy.” I said before plunging down on it again. This time I felt him hit the back of my throat and the first gag began. I felt his hand on the back of my head as he held me there. Oh yes. He wanted a whore. I’d give him that.
He let me up and I pulled back, rubbing the slime covered cock on my face. “You are so much bigger than Joe.” I said.
“Shut the fuck up.” He said and he forced it back in my mouth. Another round of gaging began. When he let me up from it, I went back to his balls, letting the cock lay across my face. I licked and gently sucked each ball, and then I moved lower. He moved back. He looked at me confused. “What are you doing?”
Poor bastard. He’d never been rimmed. I smiled. I stood and undid his shirt. Once off I sucked and nibbled at his nipples as I walked him back to his chair. He fell down into it. I returned to my knees and the blow job. Building up a good supply of saliva, I worked down to his balls again, and then to under them.
It was clear he had been working, but it turned me on even more. Lower and further I pushed, my tongue searching for his ass. I could hear him moaning. I reached up and grabbed his cock. Mainly to keep him from jerking it and cumming too quick. I finally found it. I thought about how wanton and whoreish I was being. On my knees, with my tongue on my husbands fathers ass.
“Fucking hell, Claire.” He moaned. I pulled out.
“Betty doesn’t to that, does she?” I smiled.
He shook his head and stood up. It was his turn to take control. He turned me around and began kissing my neck and rubbing my tits. I felt his cock pressing into my back. He reached down and inserted a finger into my pussy. I felt him pushing me down and over. I resumed my position on my knees, my shoulders and head on the carpet.
“Fuck me daddy.” I said.
“Where?” he asked
“Anywhere you want.”
“Does he do anal?” I shook my head no, preparing for the possibility that I was about to take a pretty big cock in my ass. “Just my pussy.”
I felt the head at my ass. I reached back and spread for him. “Yessss, daddy.” He began to push in. I gasped when he first popped in. We had no lube, aside from my spit, and he was bigger than any I had been buttfucked with in a while. I let my cheeks go. The pain was reaching my threshold. I took my other hand and went to my clit, hoping to off set it.
That seemed to work. The searing pain became more bearable. “Im a whore. Im a whore. Im a whore.” I began to repeat to myself reminding myself that I wanted this. He began to slid in and out.
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Frank?”
“Call me daddy.”
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Daddy?”
“Not in a while.” It turned me on even more that Betty used to take dicks in her ass.
“Pull my hair daddy.” He obliged as he began to pick up speed. He had the stamina I expected from a runner, as well as the endurance.
He was pounding my ass now. My own fingers had brought me to the point of climax. I screamed as the cum took me, clinching my ass around his thick invading cock. I fully expected him to cum. But he slowed down. Not wanting to hurt me as my ass was clenching, he slowed, delaying his own satisfaction.
As soon as I subsided, we resumed the fucking. His relentless assault on my body. I couldn’t wait to have him fucking my pussy like this. “Im gonna cum, Claire.” He exclaimed.
“Do it daddy. Cum inside me.”
With a shudder he did. With each pump he moaned and shook. I couldn’t feel him cumming, but I knew it was a lot. I only felt it as he fell out of my ass. He fell next to me, catching his breath. I moved to my side and snuggled up next to him. “Good?” he asked me.
“Better than both your sons.” I smiled.
He looked at me shocked for a moment. Before he began to smile, letting his head fall back to the floor. “Wow. You are a whore. But you are an amazing fuck.”
I smiled and looked down at his cock. The cum coated it, but it didnt look bad. I leaned over and took it into my mouth. He looked at me with a mixture of lust and confusion. I felt his cock twitch a little in my mouth.
I pulled off it. “I want you to fuck my pussy next.”

Jst because the meat of my penis is touching the pink meat inside of a 16 year schoolgirl, it does not mean we are having sex.

It may just mean my unsheathed penis is occupying the same space as her vagina. And what is wrong with this if its just accident/coincidence.

Wat if we are watching tv together and we fall asleep and my penis slips into her vaggy. nothing wrong with that.

so lighten up. i am 34

Treated my 3 college kids to a concert. I did a ton of them at their age but tickets were so much cheaper back then. Smaller venue. They made it up in front. I held back and just took it all in. Directly in front of me was a group of emo college girls. Easily half my age, really wasn't paying attention to them. Everyone dancing, very crowded, the short chick backed into me and grinded. I assumed it was an accident. Literally no elbow room, real easy to bump into people by stepping in any direction. She turned around, smiled, yelled an apology (still didn't hear it but I read her lips). A few minutes later she grinds into me again,  longer this time. Turns and smiles again, no apology. Dives into her purse and uses her friend's back to write a paper note. Next song she's not even faking it, she's backed up grinding on me.

I'm old school. I knew that many people gets hot. I'm in a t-shirt and bball shorts. She's grinding, it's fun, lights are low and strobes and fog everywhere and then I feel it. A hand slips in my shorts and she starts secretly working it. It's hot, it's exciting, she's damn good. She slips her other hand in mine and I feel crumpled paper. And then the song ends and she steps forward, back to normal.

Note was simple, "meet @ bathroom". I head back. She heads back. They redid the bathrooms into individual rooms. " Gender neutral " is what the kids call it. Whatever. We go in, she's a stacked spinner, height difference is pretty obvious. Arms wrap around me, big kiss, I just lift her up. Panties to one side and I just pound her against the wall. Went as deep as she could handle. She was so tight. As she relaxed I went deeper. Her ass felt amazing but I knew she was too short to bend over so I just kept going. I felt her tighten, and she clawed and bit my shoulder. Ok that was unexpected. She loses it, I just kept going. When she finally slid off she sits on the toilet, perfect height. As she sits she starts jerking. Small mouth, but she bit me so now it's my turn. It took some moving but I found the angle and went from skull fucking to throat fucking. She gags, someone knocks on the door, I yell "Busy", and just keep fucking that face. Makeup smeared, tears, slobber everywhere, I pulled her in one more time and you could see it in her eyes. I just fucking blew it, 5 massive loads, pulse after pulse with no escape. I pull out. She coughs, then swallows, then gags, then flips me off. Just to be an ass I cockslap her and she laughs. I smear what's left of her makeup. When we exit everyone could tell (that and we were in there for a 20 minute set).

Never caught her name. We went separate ways after and she left with her friends. My kids didn't even realize I was gone. Too crowded to tell. Their mom got POUNDED that night.

Part 2 of, big nosed nurse turned into slut.As I wrote before, I was working in a hospital as an attendant and got friendly with this nurse. I saw her outside of work but never fancied her. Her dress style was really awful, granny type dresses and she had a huge nose. It was only after she had a couple of accidents which got her uniform dirty and then her spare one also got ruined. She borrowed a workmates uniform which was tight in all the right places, made me take notice of her. Got chatting to her, invited her over for some pizza and during the evening I tried my luck with her. She was kind of hesitant, so I didn't push it. I asked was she ok and she said that she never did it with someone before. I said that it has very natural and it didn't make a difference how unixperianced she was. She mentioned that she saw a porn video and she wasn't as flexible as the women on the video. I laughed and said there wouldn't be too many that loose. I said to watch these videos, the most of them are more realistic and I got Motherless on the laptop and after watching then I turned a virgin into a dick lover. She would call over to my place every so often for a chat, well that's what she called it, which always ended in sex. This was going on for months. I'd see her out, she'd be with a few of her workmates but she never had any guy chat her up. All of her other friends had guys trying to pick them up but Marie was always left alone. One of the nights that she called over, she asked me " is it because of my nose that no fellow is interested in her". I told her that I thought it had nothing to do with your nose that it was more about your style of clothes. I told her about the uniform she had on when I first, really noticed her. God help her, she did buy new clothes but they weren't much of an improvement. ‌Marie knew that I was always off with the guys, that I wasn't interested in a steady relationship. I only wanted to have a bit of fun. So when she asked me to go away with her for a weekend, it kinda startled me. She said she won a weekend away at this fancy hotel. I didn't know what to say but Marie said that it means nothing, but she thought it might be fun to get away for a few days. Well I thought, the city where the hotel is, really has a name for hen and stag partys. Heck, i said why not. The weekend arrived and she drove us. During the journey she brought up about her style in clothing and I again mentioned how tight figure hugging outfits would really suit her. I offered to go with her to give my opinion and she accepted. The one I told her to put on for the first night was a short tight sun dress with string straps over her shoulders. When it was time to go out, she slipped on the dress and came out saying that she wasn't too sure about this. I said to her, me too. I said that she'll have to get rid of the bra because it was ruining the look of the dress. WHAT, she said in a puzzled voice. I said it again, ditch the bra because with all the straps showing its taking away from the dress. So back into the room she went. She came back out saying, "are you sure about this". Wow, what a change. I told her that she really looks hot. She was happy with everything except not having a bra on. I told her that we'd take a walk and see how she felt after wearing it for a while. We went for a walk, then for a bite to eat and she was getting comfortable with her new style of a dress. After dinner we headed to this popular and very busy bar. We squeezed our way up to the counter and ordered the drinks. After 4 drinks we decided to get out and see if we could find a quieter bar but I had to go to the restroom. I told Marie to wait here, that I'll be right back and don't be shocked if one of the 3 guys who were standing near us would come up to you. She slowly turned to take a look at who I was talking about, turned back and said, no way would, they, or anyone come up to me. I headed off, did the job and when I came out of the restroom, sure enough one of them was talking to her with his hands all over her back and shoulders. When I got there he scattered away and we headed off back to the hotel for a few more drinks. She couldn't get over how I knew someone would try to talk to her. She said that he wanted to buy her a drink. She said "that never happened to me before". I told her if she let me pick out another outfit for tomorrow night, our last night, that she'd have a lot of the bar looking at her and a good few looking to get off with her. "That'll never happen" she said. Give me your card and I'll guarantee you'll have a choice of guys. After getting back to the hotel for those few more drinks, I noticed this couple sitting at a table near the restroom, the man was facing the room and the lady was sitting alongside him. When Marie went to the restroom I could see that the man couldn't take his eyes off of her. I could understand why. When Marie would walk her boobs would be bouncing everywhere. When she got back I told her about the man staring at her and she loved hearing about it. She said that she's going to walk past and look for herself and sure enough he couldn't take his eyes off her....or was it her boobs. She came back and she was so delighted to think that someone was ogling her. After one last drink, I said to Marie "why don't you give him something to really stare at and drop our key card near his table, bend from the waist to pick it up". She didn't have to be asked twice, up she popped, took the key card out of her bag. She went well past the table, turned around to come back and dropped the card in front of the table. The man said to Marie "sorry I think you dropped something" . With that she turned back, thanked him and bent over and picked it up. Man, you should've seen him. He had his neck stretch, his eyes were huge as Marie boobs almost fell out of her dress. We finished and the 2 of us headed up to our room and Marie was super horny.‌ What a night.‌‌The next morning after breakfast Marie handed me her credit card, gave me her pin and said that she couldn't wait to see what I'd pick out for her. Little did she know what I had in mind for her outfit. I knew the size of most things but not her bra or shoe size. I took a look at one of her bras and then her shoe and headed off to go shopping. After a few pit stops....beers and a joint....my ideas of an outfit were getting wilder. I went from one shop to the next and before long I had everything I needed. A few more beers and back to the hotel. I put her outfit in my bag, left her credit card on the bedside table and headed down to the pool for most of the day, meeting up with Marie for lunch. She wanted to know what I got her but I wouldn't tell her. I said she'd have to wait until we get ready for the night. We wasted more time walking the city and taking in some sights and museums. We headed to the hotel to get ready to have dinner, then to a few bars. Marie took a shower and I put her outfit on the bed for her. After a bit I heard this shout, "you can't be serious" and came out of the bedroom with the outfit in her hands. I said " try it on before you judge it, sure didn't you say the same thing about last nights dress as well". She said ok and went back into the bedroom. 15 minutes later she comes out with the outfit on, giving out that I bought the wrong size bra, that I only got a B cup and not a C size..... OMG....I couldn't believe how she looked. She looked like the biggest slut around, prostitute-like. It was better than I ever thought. I told her that the bra must have been labeled wrong on the hanger, it definitely said that it was 32C. I got her one of those push-up bras...hello boys....that had a leopard print on it. The smaller cup bra not only pushed her tits up but also, they were spilling out of the bra. Her white blouse had its buttons ready to pop because of the extra size that the push-up bra was giving her boobs. I could see the leopard print quite easily through the blouse. She was also tugging at her skirt, which was a mini....I tried to get the shortest one I could see....and I also bought these vintage looking platform boots that came below her knees which made it look like her legs went on forever. I told her that she looked beautiful. I said that the outfit really showed off all her great parts and took away from the thing you don't like. I went over to her and undid a couple of her buttons....she almost had them buttoned to the top......which really exposed her cleavage but she said " no way" and went to button them up. I said let's compromise and only button one up and she reluctantly agreed. As we started out the door, I called her back. I said that she had really visible pantie lines, that I should have gotten a g-string so it wouldn't ruin the look. She was pulling and stretching and trying to smooth the non-existent pantie lines. I said " the only way out of it is to take off your panties so the lines don't show". I couldn't believe it, she actually fell for it, and took off her pantie and asked was this better. ‌‌We went for dinner and as we walked to the restaurant Marie was either pulling her skirt down or trying to pull her blouse together. I told her how hot she looked and that it's so different from what she usually had on. "Trust me" I said.‌ At the meal she had a lot more to drink than what she normally would. I noticed that she was really loosening up, getting a lot more confident with herself. We paid the bill and headed to a bar. I told Marie that I had no doubt that she could have the choice of the bar tonight and don't be afraid because, you have what they want, so use it. We went into the bar It wasn't as crowded as last night but still the place was buzzing. We made our way to 2 stools at the counter and placed our order. Half way through that drink, I could see a few guys checking Marie out. I thought to myself, why wouldn't they be looking at that super fit body in an outfit that was only half covering her. I told Marie what I saw and wanted to see who they were. I said to her "I bet you the very minute I go to the restroom someone will come to chat you up" , and off I went. When I came back out there was 2 guys up at the bar alongside of her, one at either side. I could see that she had another drink Infront of her, a cocktail, so she definitely scored a drink out of them. I left her with the 2 guys and I started to check out the girls from the 3 different hen partys that were at this place. An hour passed and I checked back with Marie and I see her, now sitting at the table, with with these 2 guys and their 3 friends. I could see a load of empty and full bottles of beer and also 1 full cocktail glass plus 2 empty ones. Between the drink she had at the restaurant and what she had here, I'd say that Marie was well on it. I see her getting up from the table and gave a little wobble but steadied herself before making her was to the restroom. I met her on the way back to the table to see if everything was ok. She gave me a huge kiss, thanking me. She said that she couldn't believe how an outfit would make such a difference. As she was telling me this, a song started to play and she screams, "this is my favorite song" and goes into the middle of the crowded floor and starts to dance. She is so into the song, dancing by herself, in the middle of all the roudiness, on the floor. Before the song got into the second verse, Marie starts to get a lot of attention. 2 of the guys who were after getting her the cocktails saw Marie dancing. Before long she's in the middle of them spinning with her hands up over her head. The spinning stops, and she grabs one of the guys around the shoulders, and starts to grind on his leg. She stops the grinding and starts to circle rhythmically to the music, her finger tips rubbing on the guys chest as she spins. One of the guys catches Marie from behind and gets a handful of her boobs. He then started to grind his bulge on her ass and Marie was helping him by gyrating her ass. The other one has his leg between Marie's and she's riding his thigh and has a hold of his dick through his pants. The 3 of them were having of fully clothed orgy. The music stopped and they kept the orgy going for a bit before they stopped. As they walked back to the table, I started to chuckle to myself, I could see a wet patch on the leg of the guy who had his leg between Marie's legs. She must have left, snail marks, from her juices from the humping she was giving his leg. I had another drink and them cought Marie's attention, telling her that I was heading off. She jumped up and came over to me and said that she was ready also, and just left the table of guys....to their disappointment.On our walk back to the hotel, Marie didn't stop talking about the great time she had at the bar. She didn't notice....or was it care....that her blouse had only 2 buttons tied. Marie's blouse was being kept open by her boobs, exposing her leopard print bra. Her tits looked squished and were, spilling out, of the, to small of a cup size bra. She was getting a lot of attention from guys passing us. We arrive back to the hotel where I was going to take her up to the room, but Marie had a different idea, she turned and went into the bar. She ordered herself a cocktail and me a beer and sat at a table. I noticed the couple from the night before were sitting at the table straight across from us and just like last night the man couldn't take his eyes off if Marie. His wife was sitting with her back to us but Marie was really giving him something to look at. Marie was kind of slowing down from all the drink she was after consuming. She said that she thought she might head up to the room when she finished the drink.Just before Marie finished, she got up to go to the restroom having a huge wobble this time as she tried to walk. She was using the chairs and a table to steady her self, which she did, and headed off. She was just about to inter the door of the lady's when she stopped to talk to someone who was out of my live of view. After a bit I could see a hand on Marie's ass as she was talking but I still couldn't see who it was. Then she dissapeared from my sight passing the door of the lady's ( the only other place down there is the men's room). 10 - 15 minutes passed when she finally comes back to the table. One of Marie's nipples were completely out of her bra, almost her hole boob was showing. I could see what I looked like globs of cum in her hair and on her blouse. It didn't take a genius to know what she was doing. The next thing I see the man from the other table, comming from the restroom along with another fellow and they both headed to the bar. I could see them laughing and every so often turn to look down at our table. Eventually they took their drinks and headed back in different directions to their tables. It was time for us to head up to the room, I helped Marie up and as I stood her out I could see a wet patch where she was sitting......man..... she was taken from both ends like a pig on a spit. We arrived at our room, Marie collapsed on the bed without saying a word.The next morning I asked her how she enjoyed her night and she was very patchy with what happened, so I filled in the things she couldn't remember.Since then a load of the nurses she works with aren't talking to her. She's now taking any dick she can, her workmates boyfriends and a couple of husbands. She's now the hospital... SLUT...‌‌‌

I'm currently married but getting myself in trouble. An event I'll refer to as, "The Accident", happened about a week ago here in February. It was about 8:30 in the morning on a Monday. I had just gotten up, tied off my big comfy lounge pants and threw on a t-shirt. My wife of 5 years, Lisa, works a 9-5 office job so I wake as she's leaving for the day. I gave her a kiss and sent her on her way. I have the day off on this fateful day.

Soon after, around 9:15, I received a text message from my sister in law, Devin, telling me she was going to stop by and pick up an order form for some school fundraiser of her daughter's. "Ok", I thought. I continue about my morning, day-off, routine and let the dog out in the yard. A couple of minutes later my sister in law arrives for the candy order form. I give it to her and we just make some small talk, asking one another how things are and talking about all of the snow. We're nearing the door, as she's getting ready to leave, so I open it and let the dog back in and quickly attempt to shut the door so the cold doesn't get in and we can say our goodbyes... Not realizing that my big comfy pants were caught under the door.. I take a step and begin to fall sideways. Devin and I reach for each other to try and stop my fall but I ended up pulling her down with me. As we fell, I turned for my backside to take the fall and she slipped to my waist. . . An awkward accident on it's own was worsened by the fact that my pants were still caught under the door. They had pulled down to my knees, dick-out after the fall with my sister in law's face inches from my average cock..... [Hold tight]

Some details on these sisters.. I love my wife. 5 years through thick and thin, I see myself with no one else. Lisa is 32 years old, around about 300 pounds with double E's. I love Lisa. Her sister Devin is 35 years old, weighs roughly 180 pounds and has double D's (this I know because of my wife). She's been in a relationship with someone since her divorce a few years ago. I've always found Devin to be attractive and I would always take the occasional glance at her in her shorts in the summer when no one was looking. Harmless wank bank material for my mind. I never pursued any kind of extra relations with Devin.

[You ready?] ...... Before I can panic and apologize for this ridiculous ordeal, I look down and she's chuckling with a smile on her face. She puckers her soft red lips, leans in and plants a gentle kiss on top of my shaft then she chuckles again and starts to push herself up... but I grab her arm to stop her from getting up.... All panic and awkwardness fleeted from me the minute she touched her lips to my dick.

I said "Wait. Wait." She looked at me. "You look good down there" I say.. It was almost instinctual. Like by that point nothing else mattered. Devin got the biggest smile on her face and we looked into each other's eyes for an incredibly long and quiet 3 seconds. She then casually grabs up my cock with her soft hands, puts her mouth around it and starts to suck.

I nearly could not compute what was happening. Blood rushed through my body so fast that I was instantly light headed. All I could feel was Devin's grasp on my balls and her warm wet mouth slopping over my hard-as-rock cock. I seriously can't think of a time where my 5.5 inches was ever that hard. She's staring me down with her big beautiful brown eyes, head going up and down as we lie in the middle of my living room floor. A draft of February air comes through the open door and chills my wet cock as she brings her head to my body, warming me entirely in her mouth. Hunched on my elbows, I close my eyes and throw my head back. Devin sucks.. and sucks. When I open my eyes and bring my head back up I watch her process. Slowly consuming me and holding it in her throat, I can feel her trying to swallow my cock. Brings her lips to my tip and does it again.

My eyes start to climb above Devin's bobbing head to the door. I'm so laid back at this point that it took a second to register... Peeking from around the open door was my 15 year old niece, Devin's 15 year old daughter Shelly. Again, not at full brain function, I'm trying to understand how this complicates this crazy happening. Staring back at Shelly as she soaks in what she's seeing. Her mother lying on the floor slobbering all over and throat fucking her uncle's cock. Once I understood all of that, it was over. Every muscle in my body clenched, my cock swelled to the point of pain in my sister in law's throat and I exploded!

Devin gagged pretty well at the amount of cum I had just lined her throat with and pushed off of me as a result. I let out a loud grunt as Shelly saw what had just happened. Cum leaking out the side of Devin's mouth as she realized her daughter had just witnessed this lustful, adulterous act.

"WHAT!?? MOM??? UNCLE J??? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!?" and she stormed out. It was p********'s Day. No School. Shelly had been waiting in her mother's car this whole time.

That's when I remembered my love for Lisa. My heart sank. I couldn't believe it. I can't stop thinking about it to this day.

Devin looked to me worriedly, wiping spit and cum from her swollen, red sucking lips. "I'll handle this." she said as she grabbed her things and fled out the door. I just laid there. Door open. Cock out. Throbbing still, in the cold winter air. Dumbfounded as to what just happened.

Nothing has come out about any of "The Accident" so far.. I haven't seen or talked to Devin since. My wife must not know yet. I am worried though. I feel terrible about the whole thing. It was amazing but now what?

The Caretaker Prologue

He has been doing this job for more than eight years now. When he started he was a member of a rocker gang and had a serious problem: For health reasons, after a serious accident, he could no longer ride a motorcycle and had to stay at home while the other boys went about their work. One day they brought one young woman home, they had kidnapped her and demanded ransom. He should take care of her. He bound and gagged her and started to take care of her. But it wasn't very professional: He kept had to clean her several times a day because she kept peeing from fear, she had a blindfold that kept slipping, and then his restraints weren't right, she even managed to free herself and almost escaped! What a fiasco! But they were successful with the ransom, and they made more kidnappings, and he just kept getting better. When his gang was disbanded, he went into business for himself and offered his services, with success, he was now making good money. He had bought a building on the outskirts of town, and that's where they delivered the victims to him. They were mostly already tied up and drugged. He undressed them completely, clothing was only a nuisance during their often week-long stay, and he also needed access to all parts of their bodies. He put a large ball gag on them, which they always wore, only being briefly removed when he fed them twice a day. He also took care of their personal hygiene, the women were washed and creamed every day, he took care of their hair, washed and combed it, and cleaned them when they had relieved themselves. He shaved them regularly, he enjoyed it, and he hated it when women had hair below their necks.He carefully tied her hands and feet, always as tightly as possible, with soft and wide ropes that would not damage the skin. They remained tied like this the whole time they were with him, only when they were released did he take the ropes off them. He usually further tied the women up, usually in a hogtie, to discourage any thought of resistance or escape. At first he only did it for a short time, then the time grew longer and after a week they spent the day tied like this, at night he untied the ropes that connected wrists and ankles. At first he was afraid that they would not be able to stand it, or that he would hurt them by the bondage, but soon he realized that they tolerated it very well, they was getting used to the ropes. And he had always wondered how long a person could stay tied up permanently: His record was an older, very athletic and well-trained woman who had been with him for more than two months, later he saw her on television, she had not been harmed at all. He loved to play with his guests, beat and whip them regularly, and he fingered them from the first day on, in the beginning when they are new, only carefully, and the women, who were mostly anxious or aggressive at the beginning, slowly got wet and most of them eventually climaxed, even if it took a long time at the beginning. He increased his stimulation every day, and after a week each one was ready to quickly moist and orgasm quickly, sometimes several times a day. He had gained a lot of experience with female bodies over the years, knew exactly how and where to treat them, old or young, slim or fat, he found every body beautiful, and took care of it. Unfortunately, he himself had nothing of it, since the accident he did not get an erection.. When the day of parting came, the victims were injected with a drug that caused them to suffer from severe and complete amnesia, forgetting everything they had experienced in the past few weeks. The authorities never had any trace of him because he worked for many groups and organizations. It never occurred to anyone that a single man was doing this job. He is loving it!!

One time, I was playing battlefield 2, my girlfriend at the time was laying down on the floor, and I was sitting on the bed. She kept talking to me and I wasn't paying attention to whatever she was saying, you know....video games. However, I glanced down and she had pulled her skirt up and her ass was up in the air. So knowing I was about to get some, I got down on the floor and began to fuck her. What happened next is something only a physicists could explain through some sort of mathematical model and if he were to calculate the probability of this happening...it would be statistically impossible. I had fucked her many times like this before, but some how, she slid back, as I slid out, and during that brief moment in time, all the planets were aligned, as well as my dick, with her asshole, and I went deep into her ass. I would like to add, the reason I had slid out of her pussy in the first place, was for me to readjust my footing because I was slipping on the oriental rug that laid on top of the hardwood floor so when I rammed her, it was full force. When I say full force, I mean it too. It was almost like being in a swimming pool and pushing off the sides of the pool underwater. You know how sometimes you can get a slight push off the pool wall, and barely make it across the pool?....this is not how I entered her. I entered her as if my legs were fully bent, pushing off the wall with enough force to crash into the opposite wall of the pool, hard. What made this act of god even better, was it took her a second to register what had just happened to her because she was drunk. Before the scream, she whispered very quietly, "that's the wrong hole"....then she screamed. Now remember, I had no idea what the fuck just happened because this wasn't premeditated. I said, "what?"...and she in a quick, hurried voice, "It's in my ass." Granted, she did tell me it was the wrong hole, but my big head didn't even have time to process the sentence due to direct control of my very existence via the little head. Okay, now finally, here's my confession.....even though this happened years ago, I still get off from this accident. I can just remember feeling the temperature difference from her ass compared to her vagina. I didn't get off at the time it happened, because she ran to the bathroom and came back with toilet paper that was bright red. I had made her ass bleed. Well afterwards, we kind of joked around about all of it, and she wanted to go to bed. I didn't want to because well, I still wanted to get off! (Come On baby, what about me). So when she feel asleep beside me, I started jacking off to everything that had happened, and I am not lying when I say I have never shot so much cum from my cock as I did that night. After I cleaned up my load with what I thought was her dried bloody ass blood toilet paper, I felt like my cock was still kind of sticky so I rubbed under the edge of my head and shaft with my finger, and could smell faint bloody shit. I then took a shower and went to bed. I can't believe that happened nearly five years ago, and I still love it all.

I have an actual true confession. When I couldn't work and we almost got put out on the street my wife got us through a very tough time. She was sexually inexperienced before we met and suddenly she was selling her pussy for a few months.

We're okay financially now but she is still ashamed and thinks I don't value her any more. I admit that I felt a mix of shame and arousal when I knew she was out and when she came home and hit the shower right away. 

I confess that I want her to do it again. I want her to tell me the stories again because that was our agreement that she would tell everything. I want the extra money too I confess. 

She insisted on condoms but this picture is her after coming home after a guy probably slipped it off and deliberately came in her. He said it was an accident and it must have slipped off and she called me frantic. I was so pissed off but turned on. When she got home I told her we needed to take pictures which made no sense but she went with it because she was freaked. 

Femdom exhibitionist

I have turned in to quite a sexual exhibitionist. It is now my favorite fetish. My pussy gets soaked just from the anticipation and of showing off my body. It makes me feel powerful to know that I can show my pussy to anyone I want to and that my husband is humiliated but powerless to stop me. I get so turned on knowing strange guys will be seeing my tits, ass and pussy. It is a special treat for me to know that I have exposed my naughtiest body part. What a rush it is to know a stranger is looking at my butt hole and my submissive hubby just has to tolerate it.

A lot of the thrill for me is in the planning. I like to make it look like an accident or like we got caught so that the voyeur feel like he caught a glimpse of something he wasn’t supposed to see. Trips to the beach make for a flashing frenzy. A slip around a married guy can make his day.

I love it when we’re staying in a hotel just outside of our hometown. Open hotel window blinds open a whole new world of flashing for me. We always strive to get a first-floor window unit or one facing a structure that will provide my audience. Hubby hates it; too bad.

We always order a pizza even if we go out to dinner as the delivery boy adds another player to our game. Then of course there’s the problem with the room that someone has to come and check. A door cracked open just enough and have mirror at the right angle make showing my body seem like an accident.

J was always a bit of a tomboy and tended to hangout with me on a regular basis. We would wrestle around and play rough most of the time which A wasn’t into and would complain if we tried with her.

J I always thought looked better so once I started fucking A I wanted J of course. So after A and I settled to fuck regularly wrestling with J took on a new desire and opened different opportunities. Every time we started wrestling I would start looking for a chance to change it from innocent play to a more sexual orientation. Which it actually happening by accident was quite a surprise since I had been looking for any chance to come along.

One day after A had annoyed us for a while we decided to go wrestle around in my room with the door closed to get away from her. To be honest I had already fucked A earlier and was hoping to go again later but knew by that time my chances we’re slim at best. So when J and I started I was hoping it would lead to a more enjoyable time than just wrestling and well I didn’t have long to wait.

We hadn’t been playing long when I reached to grab her when my hand slipped down her loose fitting pants and I took the opportunity to get a good quick feel of her. As I quickly removed my hand she jumped back and asked me what I was doing putting my hand down her pants like that. When I told her it had been a complete accident she reached out and grabbed me. So I asked her why she had gabbed me on purpose and she grins saying to make us even.

I thought about it for a split second and told her no it really didn’t since mine had been down her pants while she didn’t have any panties on at the time. She was quick to respond true but that she figured that I would get mad if she reached in my pants on purpose and took ahold of my dick. Now is the long awaited chance and I took it by telling her that well I guess it would be ok this once to make us even. Then I told her before she moved that now to make it even though I would need to grab her while she had me since she had already grabbed me through my clothes.

She agreed and as she reached to put her hand down my pants I unbuttoned them to allow her easy access as I grabbed her firmly and started rubbing her through her clothes. I quickly noticed that she didn’t just reach and grab it that she was actually stroking my cock as it was getting harder. At this point in time I knew I could either quit or go all out so I pulled her close and again put my hand down her pants to actually rub her clit while kissing her passionately.

I wish that I could tell you that I handle it like a pro and we went at it for hours by that wouldn’t be the truth. What is the truth was that on this particular round I did bring her to a full climax twice once during foreplay and once fucking her. I was in a little bit of hurry between trying to keep things moving and her not thinking about us being related it didn’t take me long once we started fucking.

As far as with my tongue as soon as I had her into it not thinking about her being my sister I got both our clothes off and in a pile on the floor. I made my way down her body in between her legs paying a small amount of attention to her nice firm at least C-cups. Then once I was down looking at her nice well taken care of virgin pussy I quickly dove in eating her out until she had her first climax and came back down.

Once she felt grounded I liked myself up with her previously unused entrance to have her tell me she hadn’t had sex before that she wanted me to take it easy. So I slowly began sliding inside her right up to the point that I felt a slight resistance then before I knew what happened she pushed herself up onto my cock burying me all the way in her. It wasn’t long before she got accustomed to having a cock in her and we had a decent pace going or we both climaxed her first pulling me over the edge as she went.

I would put the full load of cum deep inside her before laying beside her cuddling. Once she got over her sex high she began questioning me about what had we done, wasn’t it wrong for us to do that together, why had it gotten out of hand so quickly, was she bad for letting me fuck her while enjoying it, would it happen again or was it just a mistake, and finally how did I feel about it. She shot all these questions of without letting me answer even one but once she had she went quite well I guess for my response.

I told her that I would answer all her questions starting with the last one because like her I enjoyed it and that I was glad it happened. Then I said yes we just had sex and that while most would say it was wrong for a brother and sister to fuck I didn’t see any reason why it was wrong. That we had both taken part and neither one had said no, stop, or had wanted to stop it from happening.

I then tried to explain that I didn’t know why it had happened so quickly but that I didn’t see it had gotten out of hand. Also that there was nothing wrong or bad with her for enjoying herself or for choosing to do anything that would make her feel good about herself. That while she had taken part in everything she didn’t allow me to do a thing because it wasn’t like we had discussed it that just happened.

Then I made sure she understood that while I enjoyed it and hoped it would become a regular activity we did often it was her choice if it did. She would spend a lot of time thinking about whether or not she wanted us to continue fucking in fact she wouldn’t fully commit for a few days a several more times of us fucking each other. Every time we finished before she made her mind up she would say she wasn’t sure if we should keep doing it together that she needed more time to decide. In fact I kind of put the three or four days this went on as just one long protracted fucking.

We would get together so we could fuck until we both got our fill for the time then she would go to her room and just think about what it was we had started. She didn’t do anything else during this time period but we also didn’t do anything different while fucking either. Though honestly I can’t complain because we fucked at least three times a during this time so I was enjoying it.

Then after about four days when she came to my room she said she had a couple of questions before we did it any more and that depending on my answer might not be fucking each other again. I was like ok that I loved her and was willing to answer her questions and respect her decision no matter what it was. She then said ok it is only three 1. What would happen between us if we stopped fucking each other? 2. How would we handle thing if we continued? & 3. Why if society said it was wrong for us to have sex why did I think it wasn’t?

I was a bit confused about what I should say so I just proceeded to tell her the truth. 1. That we would go back to the way things were before as much as possible that it was her not the sex with her the I cared about. 2. That we would need to agree to a few rules before we continued one being either person could stop things at anytime two it is just another game we played together that we weren’t starting a relationship and three we kept it between us because it was no one else’s business what we did together or not. & 3. That I didn’t understand how it was wrong if we both enjoyed it and that it was just us experimenting with each other to find out what we liked and wanted while having sex. That who better to try this type of thing with that wouldn’t just be trying to score but cared for the other person involved and wouldn’t hurt them in any passion.

She the got up and locked my door before returning to got on her knees before me unsnapping my pants. As she does this I ask her if she has made her mind up yet or are we just going to continue as we have. I get the response she doesn’t know for sure she wants to do something first before deciding. By this time she has removed not only my clothes but hers as well and is again on her knees before me.

It is at this point she takes my dick in her mouth only and after a couple of small instructions to not use her teeth gives me a rather decent BJ. Then just as I am rock hard she lines me up before lowering herself spearing herself onto my dick. During this whole time she won’t let me do anything while telling me that this is what she has need this week. Then after relentlessly pounding her pussy on my dick she finally climax and only the let’s me take back control and thanking me for allowing her to see she could have what she wanted and to do it how she wanted.

As I haven’t found my release yet I take over and soon have her on her hands and knees taking her from behind. I also fuck her using my fingers, tongue making her climax with each doing everything that I can to convince her to continue fucking me. It is only after I cum deep inside her again but also in her mouth that I take a rest but only long enough that I can recharge before fucking her again until I again make her cum and then also find my climax fully that I let her know I am glad we did it at least once more if we wouldn’t be doing it ever again.

It is only after she gets up to leave that she tells me not to worry we would be doing it again as well as often. That she agreed with me that there was nothing wrong as long as we both wanted to and we didn’t start a relationship. That in fact we would most likely be having another round some time later that day.

I hope you all enjoyed this part I will be continuing this as well as A story as soon as I can. A’s story is here if you want read it http://www.wihood.com/V9EA4952. I am sorry it is so long and runs on in a few places as well as took a while to post this is the fourth time that I wrote it down.

It has been an eventful year for this guy! It has been 1 year since my last post regarding my sister in law and "The Accident" as I dubbed it. p********'s Day passed by the other day and I realized I never really followed up to let you guys know how it played out. Long story short, better than I could have ever imagined... or I think anyone for that matter.

If your memory needs jogging, here is my original post: http://www.wihood.com/V5794E07

I left off my story where my wife Lisa gave me amazing sex and swallowed my cum for the first time the night after my sister in law "accidentally" sucked me off. Confused? If so, that's what the link above is for.

I remember going to work the next day wondering if and how my wife found out. The remark about her sucking/swallowing being a family secret plagued me with questions. I thought it was most likely my niece who witnessed her mother, my sister in law Devin, sucking the cum out of me on the floor just inside of my front door. I remembered Devin telling me she would handle it as she ran out the door wiping my cum from her lips. I wondered, did my wife give me one last fuck because she knew and was about to drop some divorce bomb on me.

That night Lisa and I had dinner around 6 o'clock. I was reserved with my words. I didn't even bother making small talk as I was still trying to gauge what exactly my wife knew. She had this undeniable glow about her. Fun in her eyes that I hadn't seen in years. "What's up with you?" I remember asking in a 'why do you have that devilish look' kind of way. "Nnnothing. What did you do at work today?" she asked. I started to answer, "well, we had problems with the system all da..." she interrupted "Mind if I suck on you while you tell me about your day?" She got up to take her plate to the sink and moseyed her way down between my legs.

***ATTENTION*** To this point, this had not ever happened! My wife of 5 years just asked to blow me immediately after supper. That's when I knew she knew about her sister. She had to have some idea. Never in a million years could I expect this. What did I just awaken in her?

"Oh" I remember saying. It didn't matter my answer as she had already undone my belt and shimmied my dick out. My 5 and a half inches sprang to life quickly for the unexpected blowjob. Something that has become somewhat of a regular occurrence. "To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?" I asked as her wet tongue swirled on my cock. In between licks she says "I love you baby!", her head bobs down again "I think I love you now more than ever! I just want to show you." I drink up the last of my beer and I watch as Lisa grips my cock to lick under my balls. "What do you want for your birthday this year honey?" she asked. I had forgotten about my birthday under all of the crazy circumstances of this month. "Some more of this wouldn't be bad." I said. She moaned on my cock and raised her mouth from it to say "I'm going to take care of you baby" tug tug "there's nothing you WANT?" she asked and resumed sucking.

I realized I was imagining her sister Devin's mouth wrapped around my cock and it made me pretty hard. Lisa noticed and intensified her throating technique. She was horny! I looked down to see she had slobbered all over my cock. "What do you REALLY want for your birthday?" she asked again and tried to get me back in her mouth. I stood up, "turn around" I instructed her as I dropped my pants the rest of the way. My wife was suddenly the nympho that I had always yearned for. On her knees still, she assumed the position face down on the kitchen floor. I tugged her pants down and spread her big ass to see her plump juicing pussy. Wondering how I got away with a blowjob from her sister just a week ago. As I slipped into my wife's fat pussy I felt on top of the world. I pounded and filled her full of my cum on the kitchen floor.

The next day, my birthday, I arrived home an hour after my wife like usual. The unusual began as soon as I came through the door. My heavier set wife was wearing nothing. "Ready for your surprise?" she asked. Not suspecting a thing I said yes. "Ok. Get naked! Sit down on the couch and put this on." She was excited as she handed me a thick blindfold. I didn't know what to expect. "Just what are you going to do to me, sweets?" I asked, really kind of curious. Granted she's been rare lately, I had never seen this blindfold before. She's never been in to toys or role playing or SEX for that matter up until the 'Accident'. "Don't worry about it." she said.

Blindfolded. Naked. She turns on some electronic music with bass that she likes. Aside from the music filling the house it's quiet. I start feeling warm pecks on my flaccid dick. I can feel her warm breath on my dick and I start to become aroused. Now I'm being sucked and it feels good. Thinking the whole while, hands down the most attention this guy had gotten in a long time. Little over a week ago her sister Devin had a chance encounter with my average Joe and it seemed like ever since Lisa was treating me like a king.

I'm slouched down on the couch at this point. Legs sprawled and I'm being throated. Head back on the couch. A hurricane of a blowjob, if you will. It felt like at any one moment all of my hog was being sloshed around. Then it got really warm on the tip of my cock. The difference between the cooling saliva on my balls to the warm suction around my head was something! Suddenly, I can feel the couch sink in beside me as a warm body nestles up to me. Startled, my heart starts racing as someone is still sucking gently, warming the tip of my cock.

"Who's sucking you?" Lisa's voice whispers to my ear. I must have made some inaudible sound at that point. I was already stunned. What the fuck was happening? I hear giggles. As I lift my head from the back of the couch, Lisa pulls away the blindfold. "It's big sister!.. and she's not sucking, she's fucking!" Before my eyes can adjust I see Devin on her knees, pussy wrapped around the head of my cock, she slams back and I'm in heaven. "Happy Birthday!" they shout. I thought I was hard before but at this point I felt like I was going to break off inside of Devin. Lisa moves back to the floor at the side of the action. Hot, dirty, filthy look in her eyes. "What's wrong, baby? Isn't this what you wanted?" Lisa reaches her right hand under the action to touch her sister's clit. Devin moans at the touch, pumping back on me and I'm not sure I have much left. Lisa lowers her head and starts to tongue her sister's asshole.

It really registered then. When I was at my hardest. Lisa licking her own sister's asshole while she fucked me. Her tongue slipping down over the top of my cock as it slipped in and out of Devin. The look on my face gave me away, "Ohhh no! This one's mine" Lisa exclaimed. She grabbed ahold of me and pushed her sister by the ass. Rock fucking hard and glistening in Devin's juices, Lisa glided 2 mouth reps down my cock and I exploded! Cum blasting out of her mouth, exploded!

Devin circled back around to lick my cum from Lisa's face. I'm seeing her gorgeous tits for the first time. One of the hottest moments I've witnessed at that point, even after all that just happened. The sisters glance to my dick and see a bit of cum on my shaft and they go for it. "I told you I would handle it." Devin said with a smile, putting my guy in her mouth. My wife, touching herself says "We're gonna play around, you let us know when you're ready to go." Lisa moves behind her sister and begins to eat her. Devin, resting her head on my thigh with my flimsy soldier just sitting in her mouth. Sucking it in her mouth like you would a piece of candy. Watching Lisa intently munching her sister from behind Devin's arching back. Devin moans. I'm hard again.

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I'm not even fucking shitting you. I'm trying to get them on here to justify my claims but they don't seem too eager to let the world know. Devin and Lisa are the closest of sisters. It took me 5 years to unlock it... but it is unlocked now. I've had an insane year with these two. Plenty more to tell.