I confess I let my ex husband trade me to a horny old man in exchange for his younger prettier daughter ~
I barely remember leaving the bar where we spent the night celebrating his new job.. just flashes of driving home. But I do remember being confused about why I was in the back seat of our car with a very old man. Glaring at the front seat, where I normally sat, was a thin, young blond girl. (Later finding out she was only 19). The cold air woke me up some as I walked towards our front door with my arm being held tight by the old man. Looking ahead I see my husband guiding the blonde through our front door and straight to the couch where he proceeded to ask how he could make her comfortable. We all four ended up in our living room where I was ordered to serve drinks that I was unable to have. He made it clear he wanted me awake the rest of the night. After watching him through a few drinks and some conversation, it was obvious my husband had made an agreement to swap me with that young blonde that he was pampering.
When it dawned on me what was happening I immediately looked to my right to see the obese old man grinning. He sat in a flannel plaid shirt that barely covered his beer belly and sweat pouring off him like a waterfall. He stripped nude and giggled as he told me the years of ideas he had built up for me, being the limitless toy my husband told him I was. I called out for my husband but he ignored my pleas as the old man held me down and forcefully ripped my clothes off. Before I could fully comprehend what was happening by hands were cuffed together around the foot of the couch. He left me their shivering as he made a trip to the car and bathroom. I was left to see my husband already undressing his toy gently as he kissed her slowly down her perfectly tight body and perky boobs. The butterflies in my stomach went crazy and I began to feel nauseous with jealousy and the betrayal of him breaking our rule about agreeing to just such events. I began to cry which prompted my husband to look up with a proud grin and say “Aren’t you happy I am getting what I deserve? Aren’t you excited to see my cock the hardest and happier that you can make it?” Then he stood and removed his clothes to reveal his throbbing, rock hard cock. I drooled with my mouth open at the sight then smiled through my tears as I remembered that his pleasure was more important than my needs or feelings. I could hear the girl begin to giggle and that was his cue to lay back down with her. I was so entranced watching the pleasure on his face I didn’t realize the old man was back in the room.
I had never seen an uglier sight as that man naked. He was setting down a small black suitcase to uncuff me from the couch. He ordered me to crawl to the dining room that was in direct view of the living room. I soon found myself tied to chair legs, stretched and on all 4’s decorated with a dog collar, leash and ass plug tail inserted abruptly. My instinct was to struggle but my training told me to be still and wait for instructions. I shook with anxiety as I waited to see the next tool we would be pulling from his suitcase. I wasn’t surprised to see a ball gag and whip. I glanced at Rick to see if he even noticed what was going on or if he was going to intervene because he had never let another man abuse me in BDSM fashion. Up until now I had only been ordered to give blow jobs to a few of his friends. To my disappointment he was totally hypnotized by his sexy girl…. still kissing and rubbing like teenagers.
My concentration was broke by the crack of the old man’s whip on my bare ass. I howled out loud as i felt the pain travel down my legs. (Once again I looked to Rick and he hadn’t even flinched). “You are my dog to train for the night” the old man demanded. “No talking, no walking up-right and obey without hesitation or you will be whipped”. I looked up at him with my tear filled eyes and nodded agreeingly. He nodded back and sat in a chair facing my side and began to train his new dog. I am thankful that night was started with heavy drinking and remember only flashes and pieces of it. For what seemed like hours he sat in that chair and ordered me like a dog to sit, beg, bark and hump a pile of pillows while he stroked his old, wrinkled cock that was hiding under his belly, laughing. I remember towards the end of the training, my body was red with shame and my pussy embarrassingly wet when he had me turn around and I could finally get a glimpse of Rick. It was the exact moment he came in her with the most exhilarating look of relief and pleasure I have ever seen him have. I got lost in watching his pleasure but soon snapped out of it with a slap to my face. I hadn’t noticed the old man standing in front of me taking off my ball gag. “You should be trained enough to untie” he boasted as he freed my limbs. He told me to sit on my feet, paws up and begging like a dog. He proceeded to tie my tits individually from base to nipple with a thin wire as he explained dogs need long udders and mine were ruined anyway. After the last pull to tighten the rope he shoved his wrinkled cock in my mouth while using my hair as handles to push. As he fucked my face I could hear Rick and the girl getting dressed and giggling over drinks in the other room. Before I knew it he was pulling his cock out and walking behind me. He grabbed my leash and said “bark the whole time I fuck you or you will get beat”. That statement woke me up with flurries of shame and embarrassment knowing they could hear me. Pulling my collar tight he rammed his cock in relentlessly. I was focused on bracing myself to stay up when I realized simultaneously with a streak of pain on my back from the whip that I forgot to bark. Still squealing from pain I started reluctantly to bark with the second thrust like a hurt poodle. “Good dog” he moaned and pumped faster as he pulled my collar tight. I was gasping for air and still trying to bark when they walked in the kitchen to get a look. I thought I was about to pass out when his body finally dropped on top of me in what felt like seizures. I was unable to move at all but could hear Rick demanding I get up and bring him and our guests more beer. Even with everything going on, I was completely frozen with thoughts that a stranger just came in my pussy without protection. That old man finally rolled off of me and said “keep the collar on and bring our beers to the living room dog.” I replied with a bark and crawled to the refrigerator to drag a 6-pak with my teeth. I knew stanking would get me whipped and I think I had enough of that especially with the already burning pain from my still tied tits. I was hoping this would be the last chore of the night and they would be going home soon after.
I finally got everyone served and sitting submissively waiting for everyone to finish their chats and beers when the conversation and glares turned to me. I was visually scared and shaking as Rick explained that he had to promise me to the old man the whole night for his “special needs” & abuse in exchange for conventional sex with the blonde slut. Rick handed the girl a pretty satin nighty and told her to get comfortable and get in our bed. After she left the room he told me to lay on our coffee table, tits up. He proceeded to tie my hands and feet to the legs of the table. The fear was so great that I had my eyes closed and wanted to run.. to denounce my cuckquean title and just hide. He kicked the table hard, pulled his cock out of his pants and in his sweetest voice he said “Look at this hard cock and know how well you are pleasing me”. I replied with a simple smile and opened my eyes. He finished to say with an evil smirk “It seems ‘ol boy has a thing for paralyzed and passed out chicks, so you won’t remember much”. I immediately started to struggle with the ropes as I thought “how is he going to get me passed out”? They both laughed knowing I wasn’t going anywhere. Rick sat down on the couch watching and stroking as the old man pulled a special pill out of his pocket and before I knew it had it pushed down my throat. As I got dizzy I remember thinking at least he’s not choking me and Rick is hard looking at me.
I was awake but blurry and I became almost paralyzed. The girl walked back in the room and plopped back down on the couch next to Rick. She took over stroking his cock and remarked how she will never be an old used whore like me. The next thing I remember they were laughing and doing lines of coke off my belly then, Rick told her it was time to go to bed and leave the old man to his business. I couldn’t move to see but, I know he was leading her to our comfortable huge bed while I was strapped to a wooden table. I blacked out over and over but woke sharply to each crack of the old mans whip on my body… to vague visions of him on top of me pounding away… his huge ass cheeks smothering my face… to flashes of him grunting as he gave my tits lashings with his whip…. then to blackness.
The sun rose and I found myself still tied to the table. My tits were unbound but purple with rope marks and burns. I felt welts and pain all over my body from the thin whip he fancies and burning in my ass and pussy from an apparent long night of fucking. The ball gag was back in my mouth and could see the old man still naked sleeping on the couch next to me. I prayed Rick would wake up first telling me it was all over. I did not get that lucky. Soon he woke already grabbing his cock and staring at me. I was so sober and awake I knew I would remember and feel every disgusting touch of him and there was nothing I could do. I mumbled “the night’s over” through my gag and he replied “He said the whole night and the nights not over until he wakes up and gives back my girl”. He tied his sweaty stinky t-shirt around my mouth over the gag to muffle any possible sounds. To my surprise I saw him adjusting and turning on a video camera that I’m assuming was on all night. He came back to me and straddled the table over my face. He began to rub from his ass to his cock on my face, holding my hair and grinding. I started gasping for air and struggling when he mumbled through a sinister laugh “Don’t worry dog it won’t take long for the blue pill to kick in”. I felt the weight of his huge body lift off some minutes later with me now waiting for his next move. I felt his huge hands grap each tit like handles as he pushed his cock in to my ass. Within minutes I was covered in his sweat and mine from the pain and humiliation. The weight of his whole body thrusted his cock into me with each stroke as he was bending over squeezing and biting my tits. Without notice he pulled his cock out and rammed it in my pussy. Thrusting and shaking over me then falling and crushing me as he caught his breath from cumming. I began to cry as I waited for him to remove his smelly body from me. He whispered in my ear “That’s the 4th load of my sperm locked in your cunt tonight” before getting up and standing in front of my open legs.
He looked down our hall and chuckled “I guess he would rather be with her than save you”. I couldn’t speak or move, I was helpless as he stared at me like meat. I was shocked my husband would let a stranger have control of me and my body fully. I knew he wasn’t done when he could hear Rick fucking his girl in the other room, too busy to notice. He stood closer between my spread legs and for the first time I felt warm piss covering my body and face, a feeling only second the the cruel laugh he maintained as he showered me. Laying in the most physically degrading state of my life he tells me he’s done and leaving and that Rick can keep the girl the rest of the day. I watched him dress quickly leaving me helpless and dripping with his cum and piss. All I had left to do was wait for Rick to get bored and come out and rescue me.
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Cheryl and me

Cheryl and me were both 24. I worked in the women's department at Kohls and had limited opportunity to meet male shoppers or mix with men who worked there. Cheryl worked at a big box store where there were more male shoppers. Many of the men she worked with were either single or divorced. Her cell was always ringing with guys she had known and fucked in the past or guys who wanted to see her. She tried to be more cautious with men she worked with to avoid a reputation at work. I considered myself more attractive and sexier than her; but, I was jealous that she got more attention. I was thinking that being more of a slut had its advantages.

Cheryl's manager at work was encouraging her to pursue a supervisor role, which required her to take a six-month training course. The course was at the store for a few hours a week during her regular work hours. Cheryl was happy to do that as a supervisor was paid a couple dollars more per hour. The manager in charge of training took an interest in Cheryl and would visit her work location frequently to chat with her. He was a black man with a deep voice which commanded her respect and attention. About mid-way through her course, he began calling her at home to chat. She said he often made sexual references and innuendos and complements of her work and training progress. After a few such calls, he invited her for a drink after work. Cheryl had never dated a black man; but, didn't want to offend him or risk losing his support; so she agreed. They ended up having several drinks; and, she had a good time. That became a regular meeting after work once a week. Then, one day he called her, saying that he was in the neighborhood, and asked if he could stop by. She agreed and gave me a heads-up so I wouldn't be surprised.

Cheryl was in the bathroom when he arrived so I answered the door. He appeared to be 40-ish, was tall, maybe 6'4" and had an average build for his height. I asked if he was Steven; and, he confirmed with his booming voice. I introduced myself as Becca, Cheryl's roommate and invited him in. I was only wearing jeans and a sweatshirt; but, he appeared to be impressed with my appearance and was checking out my ass and boobs, which my sweatshirt hung over. Cheryl came out of the bathroom and offered him a beer. I was planning on going to my room; but, Cheryl invited me to have a beer with them. Steven had a pleasant personality and we joked and laughed about many things that had nothing to do with their work. He complemented us saying that we were undiscovered gems who deserved to have men lined up at our door. There were some sexual innuendos as well. I caught him checking out my boobs from time to time and smiled when he caught my eye. He stayed for about an hour and put his arm around Cheryl's waist when she walked him to the door.

A couple weeks later, he came home with her after their after-work drink. She texted me that they were coming; but, my cell was charging in my bedroom and I didn't see the text before they arrived. I was wearing loose shorts and a tee without a bra and watching tv when they walked in. His eyes went directly to my boobs as he said hello. Cheryl wears a C cup but mine are a full D. Cheryl got him a beer. I considered going to my bedroom and gave Cheryl a look which questioned if she wanted to be left alone. She shook her head so I got up and went to the kitchen for a beer. As i passed a mirror, I could see that my nipples showed through my tee causing an almost obscene appearance. I knew Steven was enjoying the view so, instead of covering them with a sweatshirt, I decided to enjoy his stares. He was joking again and we were laughing as usual, even when his jokes had sexual content. He again complemented us, saying that we spent too much time at home, and invited us to a party at his friend's house the following weekend. Usually, we have dates on the weekend; but, we had not made any plans for the weekend he mentioned. Cheryl paused and said she had an indefinite invitation and asked if she could let him know in a couple days. When he left, he put his arm around her with his hand slightly below her waist on the way to the door. Afterwards, we talked about if we should go and if it would damage her relationship with Steven if we declined. I didn't want to go. Cheryl thought she should go because there would be other people from work, but she didn't want to go alone. So, I conceded to help her out.

Steven drove us to the party that night, which was in a respectable neighborhood with large older homes that had been built originally for auto company executives who later moved to the suburbs. Since that time, the neighborhood had become mixed as inner-city residents spread outwards. The street in front was lined with cars and we parked several houses away. In side, there were 20 or more people: two white couples, three mixed couples with a black male, and three all black couples. There were also about five single men who were in their 40s. There was rap music booming in the background while the guests spoke and laughed equally loud. All of my party dresses show cleavage and required a shelf or half-bra, which lets my boobs jiggle when I walk. The hem was mid-thigh and I wore heels. Steven introduced us to the host and they introduced us to the single men and some of the others. Cheryl whispered to me that no one else from her store was there. The host offered us our choice of drink from a tray of various colored cocktails. There were a variety of martinis, cosmos, and drinks that were sweet but strong. Everyone was mingling and having a fun time. I enjoyed the looks and stares I was getting and Steven was high-fiving some of the men. The single men mostly mingled with us and kept us laughing and supplied with fresh cocktails that went down way too easily. As the night progressed, the couples congregated in the large living room and us singles gathered in the nearby dining room, where there was a tray of snacks. My initial nervousness with my black surroundings gradually melted and I was enjoying myself and all the male attention. Liquor was my downfall in college and always eroded my inhibitions. I laughed a little too hard at a joke, snagged a heel on the carpeting and started to fall. Strong hands grabbed me and held me upright, then lingered around my waist to steady me. I was feeling the cocktails; but, I didn't feel drunk. I spilled my drink as I fell and they brought me another. We were standing closer together now and the men communicated by touching my arms and waist to keep my attention as we talked. Around 11 o'clock, some of the couples were leaving. Cheryl and I were definitely feeling the alcohol and laughing at almost everything. The host came by with another tray of cocktails and different color pills. Steven told Cheryl to open wide and popped a pill in her mouth. She washed it down with a gulp of her drink. A man next to me pressed a pill to my lips and I thought "oh shit", but did the same as Cheryl.

It wasn't long before I felt hot and unsteady and put my hand on the shoulder of the man next to me and leaned against him for support. His arm went around my waist and his hand groped my ass. He pulled me against him and planted a kiss with fat lips. I held on and didn't resist. The others were blocking the view from the other room. Then there was another kiss and a tongue forcing its way into my mouth while another hand was squeezing my boob. I wasn't thinking or couldn't think. I knew what was happening but I didn't have the will power to resist. They walked me to a room in the back of the house, which had a couch and a large stuffed chair. Hands lifted the hem of my dress and rubbed my pussy. Lips sucked on mine and tongued my mouth. The zipper on my dress was lowered and my dress was pulled over my head and off. My bra followed and hands grabbed at my boobs. The arms holding me up let me sink to my knees and a black cock began rubbing across my face. My mouth was already partly open and the cock pushed inside. It pushed until I gagged, pulled out then in again. Hands were inside my thong on my bare pussy fingering it and my ass. Voices were unclear and distant. There were flashing lights. My thong was pulled down and off my legs as the cock fucked my face.

Someone picked me up and laid me over the arm of the chair. Fat lips slurped on my pussy and I felt a hot tongue inside me. Another cock entered my mouth. Then, there was a cock in my pussy which kept going deeper and deeper. It felt like I was being skewered by a telephone pole. Then it pulled out and slammed all the way back into me, repetitively. The hand that belonged to the cock in my mouth was squeezing my throat making it hard to breath. I felt the cock in my pussy grow bigger and its strokes became shorter. My senses took over and consumed me giving me an explosive orgasm, which left me trembling. Apparently, that excited the cock in my mouth and it filled my mouth and throat with cum. The cum flowed to the back of my throat causing me to choke and swallow it down. The cock in my pussy erupted also filling me with cum. I was gasping for air as the cock pulled out of my pussy and my pussy felt strangely empty. Then, I was deposited on top of another man lying on the couch, who filled my gaping pussy with his cock. Hands slapped at my ass and hips encouraging me to bounce and fuck the man. More hands were mauling my boobs, squeezing hard and pulling on my nipples. I felt another sensation as a large finger penetrated my ass. Then two fingers. I heard a voice say "don't split her open, lube it with cum from her pussy". The fingers resumed sawing in and out. I saw flashing lights and someone said take this and pushed a pill into my mouth. I swallowed it without thinking. Then I was pulled down on top of the man beneath me and I felt a cock squeezing its way into my ass. I had never had anal sex before and I felt a dull pain as it entered me. Apparently, the alcohol and pill relaxed me and made it less painful. I was completely stuffed with cock and a strange feeling of pleasure swept over me that I didn't want to end. Another orgasm ripped through me leaving me trembling and babbling. It was followed by another as they kept fucking my holes. Then another cock was pushed into my mouth. The cock in my ass came first, followed by the one in my pussy, then the one in my mouth. The feeling of their orgasms took me over the edge and my last orgasm caused me to pass out.

Days later, Cheryl told me that she was upstairs in a bedroom with Steven and another man. When the pill wore off, she asked Steven to take her home and asked where I was. Steven told her that I wasn't ready to leave; but, she insisted on seeing me. He took her the the room in back and opened the door. She said I was bouncing up and down on someone's cock and mumbling how good it felt. So, Steven drove her home and said he would bring me later. Steven went back to the party and joined the men gang-banging my 24 year old white body.

When I regained consciousness, a heavy man was smothering me with his body as he fucked my pussy. His belly slapped against mine as he plowed into me. He was sweating and short of breath as he shot his load into me. It was a good thing I was on birth control because they were all fucking me bareback. The next man pushed my legs up and back and squeezed into my ass. I felt some initial pain as his cock popped through my anal ring but the pain faded quickly. I don't know how many times they had fucked my ass. I did orgasm before he finished. I remember Steven pulling me up then, taking me to the bathroom, and giving me something to drink. The men were apparently getting tired and wanted me to ride on top of them. They also got rougher and slapped my ass and boobs more, squeezed my throat and called me names as they forced me to fuck them more aggressively. I was their fuck toy to use as long as possible. I was required to lick their cocks clean after each fucking, then I was passed to the next man to be fucked or suck his cock until he was hard enough to fuck me.

It was mid-day when I awoke. My pussy and ass were burning and my abdomen was cramping from all the orgasm they had given me. Steven helped me get dressed and told me how hot I was and what a great time everyone had. He drove me home and I went directly to bed.

My wife of 23 years is an uncannily sexy woman. She’s 5 feet tall and weighs around 110lbs, and has a 32C-21-36 body with a “JLo” ass. Her creamy skin, auburn hair and big almond shaped green eyes make me feel like a fortunate man after all these years.

Eleven years ago we visited her older sister and brother-in-law for the Thanksgiving holiday which is our normal custom. The sisters have a close relationship and we visit four or five times a year between our home and theirs. They have a son, who was fifteen and a virgin at the time. From the time my nephew was six years old he had a fascination with my wife; they wrestled and played rough constantly to the point that it became so commonplace that everyone in the family would smile, shake their heads or just roll their eyes with a “there they go again” attitude.
As our nephew entered his teens my wife mentioned to me in a joking way on several occasions that the play seemed to be taking a more sexual turn. She thought he was taking the opportunity to explore her body through her clothes and at times grinding his dick into my wife’s ass. I told her that if she thought this was the case she should stop it. My wife would just chuckle and say that it was nothing – he was just a kid.
On one occasion he waited until his dad was working the night shift and my wife was in a short nightshirt and panties to launch an “attack” He was fifteen and playing baseball, therefore strong and rather fit. My nephew caught his aunt leaving his mother’s bathroom while my sister-in-law and I were in the kitchen talking. Clad only in his boxers he caught my wife around the waist and tossed her on his parents` king-sized bed. He immediately crawled on top of her pressing his hard erection squarely on my wife’s bikini covered pussy while holding her down and playfully biting her neck and shoulders, my wife tried to throw him off. She kept hissing at him to get off of her, but he kept on, now moving his hips against her crotch. His erection, now hard and big, was pushing against her pussy.
He was really getting into it, dry-fucking his aunt was driving him crazy. The heated friction on my wife’s clit was sending sensations through her body and making her pussy very wet.
Once again she told him to stop, but this time in a low, firm voice. He was too big, way too strong for her to force him off her.
“No!” He said in a choking voice, “Please no, I can’t” He was now thrusting between his aunt’s shapely legs; she could feel his dick swell against her now sopping cunt. Burying his face in my wife’s neck he ground his hips into her crotch. His aunt’s grapefruit sized tits were mashed against his chest as his cock exploded, soaking the two of them with torrent after torrent of teenage cum. He pushed his upper body up as he ground his hips in a circular motion mashing his spasming cock on my wife’s pubic bone, squeezing out every bit of jism.
When he finished, he got off my wife and without a word to her left the room and went into his own room, shutting the door behind him.
A few minutes had passed when I entered the guest bedroom and found my wife sitting naked on the side of the bed, holding her completely soaked panties.

“What’s going on?” I asked as I shut the door.
“Basically,” she said in a low voice as she looked up at me, “our nephew fucked the shit out of me.” As she said this she handed the funky panties to me.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I was shocked. I took the panties, feeling their soppiness and smelling the unmistakable aroma of male cum and my wife’s juices. Numb. I tossed them in our dirty clothes bag as my wife said in a voice barely above a whisper:
“I had an orgasm. My nephew was fucking me hard through our underwear and I orgasmed as I felt him cum. What is wrong with me?”
She was sitting beside the bedside table with the lamp on. It was the only light on in the bedroom causing a soft glow to fall over my wife’s partially open legs. Her inner thighs and nearly bare crotch glistened.
“Nothing baby, it wasn`t intentional. You never meant it to happen but it did. He isn’t going to say anything and I don’t think you should. You can get him alone tomorrow and talk to him.” I was trying my best to be sensible but the image before me and the knowledge of what happened affected me in a weirdly erotic way. My wife looked up at me through her thick shoulder length hair. Her eyes were wide and for the first time it dawned on me that she was so aroused she was beside herself. She took my hands and roughly pulled me down on top of her. We couldn’t get my clothes off fast enough. Once undressed my wife climbed on top of me and in a voice that I barely recognized said:
“I want to fuck you.”
She did.

My nephew said little when my wife pulled him into the guest bedroom the next morning and told him she truly loved him but what happened the previous night could not happen again. She assured him she would never say anything to his parents. He thanked her and left the room.

It didn’t happen again. For nearly two years the play between them was less frequent and much more platonic. His parents even remarked to us in a summer visit to our home that they thought their son was “growing out” of the rough play.

My wife and I have never had children, so on our nephew’s birthday we always drive to my sister-in-law’s house for his party. He was now seventeen and the party was attended by twenty or so high school kids and we adults worked our asses off to host a successful event. I noticed on several occasions my nephew looking at my wife hungrily when he thought no one was looking. I saw it and it was obvious to me he was undressing her with his eyes and fucking her with his mind. It was no wonder. My wife was barefoot wearing thin, low riding white shorts and a yellow tank that in the early August sun clung to her tits from her sweat. It was an outdoor party in my sister-in-law’s big landscaped backyard.
I caught my wife inside as she was getting a platter of sliced tomatoes.
“Hey hon, ______ is ‘jonesing’ for you.”
“What?” she said partly shocked and partly embarrassed, “Baby, that’s in the past don’t bring that shit up now.”
“So you noticed?” I asked.
“Yes, of course but that was then, nothing has happened since. It’s alright.”

With that, she went back outside.

It was very late when the last of my nephew’s friends left. My wife had showered and was in the guest bedroom preparing for bed. I was in the bathroom across the hall taking my shower while my nephew and his parents had gone to bed. Or so I thought.

I finished my shower and went about my nightly routine of drying off, brushing my teeth and pulling on a pair of boxer-briefs. I opened the door of the bathroom and stepped into the hall. I could hear the sound of hushed, emotional voices and of weight shifting and moving on the bed in our room. I stepped to the door and realized it was barely shut. I pushed it open a bit; I don’t know why I didn’t just shove it open and enter the bedroom.
My nephew was lying on top of my wife, his hips between her legs. Her beautiful legs were spread wide bur her hands were on his shoulders holding him at bay, He was naked and a towel lay on the floor beside the bed. My wife was topless, her round breasts completely exposed but she still had her little panties on.

“Please Aunt _____, let me do it to you just this once.” He was speaking in a low whisper, “Everything was cool when it happened last time, I want you so bad.”

“No _______, we can`t!” My wife answered, “This shit is evil. Last time it was a situation that got out of hand, this is different. If your parents found out it would tear them apart and this whole family”

“Who has to know? No one found out last time, please. I haven’t been with a girl since that happened and no one found out then and no one will find out now!”

“Your uncle is across the hall so get off of me goddamnit!” My wife hissed.

“He’s taking a shower and he’s always in there for ages. Please Aunt _____ I want to fuck you for real.”

My nephew wrapped his arms under my wife and cupped her ass in his hands as he took her neck in her mouth and his round muscled butt began to move between her legs, rubbing his dick on his aunt’s crotch.
At this point I was about to push the door open and intervene when I heard a soft but distinctive moan emanate from my wife’s mouth. A knot seemed to grip my gut that stopped me cold. The bedside lamp was the only light on in the room as I saw a tangible surrender sweep over my wife; her hands pressed into his back and her legs curled around his thighs. He covered her mouth with his in a deep kiss. His left hand gripped her panties and pushed them over her flared hips, down her legs, tossing them on the floor.
Gripping her waist he turned my wife on top of him and moved her up to where he could take her left breast into his mouth and suck it. Her hands were on either side of his head as he nibbled tongued and sucked first the left then the right nipple. My wife groaned, lifting her head up in pleasure she saw my reflection in the dressing table mirror just across from her and directly opposite the door. We locked eyes and something happened. An eerie eroticism was palatable between us. In that moment she knew that if she wanted to fuck our nephew she could to her lust’s content. I would allow it and would be fine.
She did.

My nephew kissed and sucked my wife’s tits like it was a rare treat. Holding her asscheeks he moved his right hand to her moist pussy and eased his middle finger into her, gently moving it around. She moaned as she moved her ass back on his hand, encouraging him to push deeper.

Our nephew was the starting first baseman on his high school baseball team and his body showed it. He was 5’10” and in excellent shape. His dick was at full mast and rubbing against my wife’s upper right thigh, it had to be every bit of eight inches but what struck me was its thickness. I was a bit over eight and a half but he was thicker than me by half.
I was rock hard and without thinking my right hand went into my shorts, gripping my cock.

My wife slowly moved down her nephew’s body kissing and licking, her hair draping over him as she took his dick into her left hand.

“Oh fuck _______, you have a really nice dick.” She took him in her mouth, tickling his balls with her fingernails.

She sucked him. Her head bobbed slowly up and down, making light slurping noises.
It was his turn to groan. In no time he took her head in both his hands as his hips moved up and down in rhythm to the one blowjob he would remember for the rest of his life.
This was incredible. My gorgeous wife’s ass was sticking up in the air as she knelt on the bed sucking off her big sister’s son. I knew that soon he would cum in her mouth and she would swallow it. She loved to swallow my wad, she would his.

He thrust his hips up and pumped his cum into her mouth as her held her head tightly, gripping her hair. My wife put her left middle finger into his anus and massaged, sending him over the edge. He grunted rather loud but I didn’t care, I was taking this in while stroking my own dick. She swallowed nearly all of his spunk, some did dribble out of her mouth and over the fingers of her right hand that was pumping his thick dick.

She rolled over when he finished and said:

“Eat my pussy, I`ll teach you how.”

He obeyed, moving around to put his head between her creamy thighs. My wife gave him a brief but thorough tutorial on pussy eating and with a little direction soon had her mewing as he sucked her clit and slipped a finger into her vaginal hole. In a few minutes she was cumming while at the same time smothering his head from squeezing her thighs.

He was rock hard again. My wife gripped his ears and pulled him up and over her. The teen aged boy scrambled over her body to comply.

Holding his ears her eyes bored into his, “Now do what you`ve always wanted to do. Fuck me really good.”

She took his pole in her right hand and guided him into her pussy. Her legs bent back as she opened herself up to his cock entering her. Our nephew held himself up by his hands as his ass began the rhythmic up and down motion between my wife’s legs. Her hands held his hips to guide his pumping.

“Motherfucker!” He breathed, “This is a goddamn dream!”

He fucked her with deep strokes, the sounds of her moaning, their hips slapping together, his ass clenching every time he drove into her, the sight of her feet splayed on the shaking bed as she met him thrust for thrust was sensory overload. I pumped my dick with a passion I never knew I had. I felt the boiling in my lower belly that every man recognizes as he’s about to explode. I braced myself with my left hand on the wood paneled hall.

“Oh shit, fuck me harder! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Aaaaahhh! Fuckfuckfuckfuck!” Her legs clamped around his thighs and she thrust her hips up into him as she came….and came.
He lowered himself on her crushing her breasts and wrapping his arms behind her back he gripped her shoulders as if to hold her in place as he fucked his engorged cock in and out of her stretched out vagina.

“Oh my god Aunt ______! I`m gonna cum in you!” Still holding her in place he threw his head back then, lost in his own ecstasy he slowly shook his head back and forth while his dick gushed what proved to be a huge amount of cum into my wife’s womb.

In a moment my legs buckled as I began to pump my own geyser of jizz onto the hallway floor; I grunted like some sort of animal.
My nephew was draped over my wife but he heard my orgasm and spun around on her to stare at me in surprise. I was sitting on the floor with my back against the open door and my shorts stretched across my thighs. I raised my right hand to him in breathless communication that all was well. His dick made a wet popping sound as it pulled out of her pussy. The room was filled with the pungent smell of raw, incestuous sex.

My wife pulled his head into her breast and softly kissed his ear, “Its alright baby, its alright” she cooed.