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A Family Affair Ch. 01

By: jaskam



I look like my mom in every way except that I have coal black hair like my dad whose Indian. (Mom's a redhead). I'm 18 years old, 5'3" tall and weigh just under 110 lbs. my large, tilted brown eyes are generally all you can see through my purdah but my lips are full and naturally pouty and red. My full figure is curved in all the right places but my breasts are my best feature: round, full, and topped with huge brown nipples. Their 36 DD size caused some difficulty in school races and keeping them hidden, but their biggest plus was their sensitivity. 

I cant even take a bath without getting aroused! And having inherited these outstanding features from my mom I knew they wouldn't sag early as she walked around with no bra on and they were still as perky as a 16 year-olds. 

18 is a horny age and all the seclusion and secrecy about sex and men only made us ache even more to find out what all the fuss was about. 

My dad had 2 wives: mom and her cousin sister naaz. 

They are both gorgeous women and seemingly never had a problem sharing my dad. 

It was the year I turned 18, that one night I woke up hearing loud moans and muffled screams coming from my dad's room which was just down the hall from mine. 

I sneaked out of bed trying not to wake my baby sister next to me, and tiptoed down the hall. The door to his room was not open, but it wasn't locked either: turning the knob I quietly nudged it open just enough to see into the room. 

(Earlier that week, mom had explained the process of sex to me as it was time to look for a husband for me; little did she know that she would be putting on a show for me not much later!)

Though the view was restricted, I could make out that there were 2 men and woman locked in a torrid embrace in the middle of the bed. 

I was shocked when I realized that 2 of those people were my parents and the other guy was my uncle Rashid, my dad's younger brother who was only 23!

I must have made a sound because suddenly my mom turned toward the door and saw that it was slightly ajar, I moved quickly back to my own room and just in time to see Rashid (completely naked and hugely aroused!!!) shut the door and lock it. 

I knew I could no longer watch from the door, but there was a small unused room, more like a large closet really, in the hallway along the other side of their room that had a small vented window facing into my parents room. (I think it used to be an old dressing room)

Curious to know what exactly was going on and why the three of them were naked in my dad's room in the middle of the night, I snuck out again and dashed down the hall, quickly getting into the closet. 

Locking it behind me I turned around and knelt on the floor, and through the vent I had an unrestricted view of the large bed, which was a low –to-the-ground pile of mattresses really. 

I could see my dad lying on his back in the middle of the bed with his head thrown back and his eyes shut, and my mother was leaning down and appeared to be sucking his penis while Rashid sat behind her and occasionally rubbed between her legs, caressed her ass, and stroked his own cock, while leisurely enjoying the cock-sucking show his sister put on for him. 

She started out with small, teasing licks that were designed to drive a man wild with need: first circling only the head with her pink tongue, then slowly licking up and down the 9" length like it were an ice cream stick. You could see the veins in the huge cock throbbing as if it were pulsing to a rhythm of its own. Every time a few drops of pre-cum beaded on the huge head, she returned to lick them off, savoring the salty, sticky liquid. 

She licked and nibbled the entire turgid length in a calm unhurried manner, which seemed to torture my father but he was NOT complaining. 

Finally, she took the large, 3" wide bulbous head into her mouth, lightly sucking on it like a sweet and juicy berry. As she continued sucking she gradually took more and more of the huge hard-on into her small mouth, she made it look so simple, even though the cock was straining her lips and stretching them tightly around itself. 

She used the tightened ring of her mouth to complement the sensations of the tongue lashing her blowjob was giving the giant dick. 

After a few minutes of constant sucking she had the entire 9" length in her mouth and some of it down her throat, where I could see its throbbing outline, and began moving her mouth up and down, up and down; pulling out to the very tip of the penis and then resuming her journey back towards the thick base, sheathing the magnificent sword in the warm, moist cavern of her lips and throat again and again with practiced ease. 

The speed of her bobbing mouth increased with every dip of her head and by now her hapless, but happy, victim had his hand at the back of her head and was jerking his hips in time with her movements. 

The whole time, Rashid had been taking in the sight avidly and stroking his own 12" length, readying himself for my mom. 

Mom obviously must have been getting worked up herself, because without a word she reached behind her and tugged on Rashid's huge member, wordlessly conveying her own need. 

When he seemed happy to receive her hand job and showed no sign of moving, mom jerked her mouth off dad's cock and turning to Rashid said" fuck me darling, fuck me while I suck your brother dry!"

"I'll fuck you till you scream, honey, you can be sure of that. "

With that Rashid knelt behind her raised ass and spread her knees wider to expose her wet, pink pussy. 

He bent down, covered the soft flesh with his palm and squeezed, tearing a groan of pleasure from the woman beneath him. 

She pushed her hips eagerly into his huge, warm palm, which he suddenly removed and replaced with his large erection. 

He teased the small, tight opening with the huge head, circling and dipping just at the entrance of the vagina spread so invitingly in front of him. A trail of sticky cum followed his dance of advance and retreat and the groans of all 3 people got louder and more frantic. 

My mother's mouth moved faster and faster till the large penis in it seemed to blur past, while her husbands hips moved jerkily toward completion. 

He came with a loud shout and held mom's face still for nearly 3 whole minutes, jerking and pouring his seed into her eager, slurping mouth not allowing her to spill a single drop. While he lay spent and caressed the top of her silken head, she licked him clean and savored every drop of life giving cum that he had sprayed into her waiting mouth. 

Once her husband was taken care of she turned to her own pleasures and pivoting about she faced her tormentor Rashid. 

With a determined look she grabbed his huge cock and pushing him onto his back, began to slowly impale herself on his large sword. 

The large head which was at least 4" wide, took a while to get in, even with Rashid's holding her pussy lips open and flicking the clit to increase the suction of her vaginal walls. Finally between the two of them, they got the head past the small opening and she began a slow, steady descent onto his thrusting manhood. 

"Baby, your pussy is so fucking tight, I could stay in you forever. " gasped Rashid as he continued to flick the tiny penis- like bit of flesh at the entrance to her pussy. 

Grabbing his hands, she laid them on her large, throbbing breasts needing him to fondle them and continued to move slowly, swinging her hips in a rocking rhythm as old as time. 

Inspired by the view of her huge tits swaying above him, with the large tightly puckered nipples, he reared up to a sitting position and ravaged her mouth, fucking it with his tongue, sucking on her plush, pink tongue and licking, sucking and biting the full cherry-red lips, crushing her to his chest. 

Kissing his way across her face, he nibbled on her neck, and bit into the sensitive area where her shoulder met her swan-like neck, tearing a gasp of pleasure from her lips. 

He filled his palms with her breasts, the large mounds overflowing their captors, and plumping them together brought them to his lips. 

He lightly flicked her breasts with his long, narrow tongue; licking everywhere but her nipples. 

She squirmed in agony, while he continued to feather her tits with love bites while her nipples burned to be suckled. 

Begging him to end the torment, she pleaded with him to suck her nipples and put an end to her misery. Taking pity on her, he flicked one brown berry with his tongue and lashed it till it shone with his saliva. He continued his tongue –torture and tormented both tits for a long time, before finally taking one ripe berry into his mouth. 

He sucked the nipple first slowly and gently, still flicking it with his tongue and then increased the power of his suction, till the pleasure bordered on pain, and she screamed from the sensations. 

He continued to rock his cock into her in a slow, unhurried fashion while ministering to her tits, but she had had enough and tightened her pussy walls around his thrusting member, slowly but forcefully, which made him groan and thrust into her a little faster. 

Exchanging a look with his brother, Rashid lay on his back and pulled my mom onto his chest. Grabbing her ass cheeks, he spread them slightly to expose her butt- hole to her husband. Dad grabbed his aroused member and stroked it with one hand while he dipped into the pussy juice that ran down between her legs and used to lubricate her anus. 

With the juices on his fingers he slowly began to fuck her ass with his finger, preparing her for his penis. When she began to adjust to the finger in her and altered her fucking rhythm to accommodate both, the penis in her pussy and the finger in her ass, he rubbed his dick with Vaseline and lined the tip up to the tiny puckered hole that had begun to expand and contract. 

Matching his thrusts to the other couple's movements, he slowly and relentlessly pushed his huge dick into the tightly rimmed opening, and once the head was through, he slid in easily. All three people stilled and savored the feel of the position. For the men the tight passages, massaged their members strongly and milked their penises gently. She savored the feel of the 2 huge cocks, separated only by a thin membrane, moving in tandem, creating a delicious friction with the walls of her nether passages. 

When Rashid pulled out, her husband drove into her and vice versa, driving her into a paroxysm of orgasmic pleasure. 

She came violently and repeatedly, screaming their names over and over again as her pussy erupted and coated them with her juices. Their mingled juices leaked out of her pussy and trickled down her supple thighs, cooling her heated skin. The forceful spasms of her Cumming tightened her walls around the penises and their thrusts became faster and stronger, spurring her orgasms even more. Both men came together; with loud groans and shouts, they emptied their cocks into her waiting body. 

They lay there spent and replete, stroking and caressing each other till they finally spooned together and fell asleep with their cooling bodies still joined. 

I had been transfixed into immobility during the entire episode and hadn't noticed my own drenched pussy. It was leaking steadily and the lips of my vagina were swollen and throbbing, while my nipples burned and tightened into hard pebbles and my breasts ached to be touched. 

I drew the straps of my pink, cotton nightgown down till my throbbing breasts sprang free and as the throbbing between my legs grew, it spurred me to touch myself in a place which till then had been a minimally visited area, by me or anyone since my babyhood. 

I explored myself lightly; sifting through the soft, black curls with one hand, while the other squeezed and pinched my tits. My hand reached further down between my legs, which I spread and braced against the door of my tiny hiding place. 

With 1 finger I lightly traced the contours of my nether lips, and the gushing wetness from my pussy aided the process. As my fingers brushed against the small fold of skin at the top of my lips, I gasped as a delicious shudder of sensation speared me from my pussy, straight to my tingling nipples and waves of pleasure washed over my innocent, virginal body. Squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples harder, I pressed the nub of my clit harder, stroked and circled it with my fingers, plucked at it and flicked it till the nub became hard and firm, and pussy juice streamed out of my cunt. 

The torment didn't ease and my fingers slipped further and dipped into my pussy. 

I began thrusting a finger slowly in and out of my throbbing cunt, adding another finger to the first one I rubbed my clit with the heel of my palm while my fingers fucked in and out of my sweet, unused pussy. 

A sudden rush of sensation overcame and I had to bite down on my lip to keep from screaming as I climaxed and came with surprising force. 

The strength and newness of the orgasm shocked and delighted me and I felt like whooping with joy. Once my thundering heart settled down, I put my gown back in order and crept back to my room, hugging my naughty secret close to my heart. 

My dreams were full of erotic images of the scenes of the night before and I woke up more than once with my pussy throbbing and my heart hammering in my chest. 

If mom or dad noticed my sleep-glazed eyes and sappy grin the next morning, they didn't mention it and from then on till my 20th birthday, every night saw a near repeat of the previous events. 

What happened when I turned 20 you ask?

Well, that's a story for another day... 

To be continued... 

A Family Affair Ch. 01



I stood silently in the darkened room the only sound that of the clocks ominous tick, each note sending fingers of tension up my spine. My legs ached for release but I knew that to sit was an agony I could not endure. The blazing pain in my backside and thighs a screaming reminder of the events that had already taken place tonight, events which were surely only a prelude to all this night would bring. 

The day had been a perfectly ordinary one, ordinary that was until I had stumbled across my daughter’s journal. Almost as though by fate it had fallen open in my hands at the very last entry. Dry mouthed I had read that page, my mind screaming that it was an invasion of privacy and that I should close it and return it unread to the drawer. Oh how I wish I had, I was so painfully unprepared for what I saw. My 18 year old daughter Danielle describing in naïve anticipation how she planned to lose her virginity this very night to a boyfriend she was not even supposed to have. My impeccably manicured nails cut into the soft flesh of my palms as I let my mind drift back …

I read the words over and over desperately trying to decide what I should do. Could I pretend I haven’t seen it? Should I wait and confront Danielle on her return? Should I call her on her cell phone and bring her home? I let out a soft, ragged sigh; I know none of these actions are an option. As always I have only one option. I have to tell my husband and I know with the absolute clarity born of a lifetime’s knowledge the rage that conversation is going to provoke.

Once again I find myself wishing that my marriage was the mundane, run of the mill suburban existence my friends and family think. My husband and I have been married for 19 years and for 20 I have been his slave and he my master. He owns me totally and is adept and practiced at reminding me of this fact. I know that to tell him of our daughters indiscretion will earn me a thrashing. 

He loves to mete out punishment for my crimes and those of our children and it has always been my most tender and intimate flesh that had been the recipient of his cruel blows. He has never raised a hand to either of our children but has instead, frequently and viciously punished me for all of their wrong doings, from a bad report card to the day our son had been caught smoking at school.

I know his anger at the news I have to deliver will be supreme, not least of all because I am fully aware of his intentions towards Danielle. For months now he has been describing in minute detail how he is going to fuck our virgin daughter and have her join me as his slave. Night after night as he pounds his rock hard prick into my tight cunt he tells me how he imagines her spread eagled and helpless beneath him. Reminding me of how he seduced and trained me when I was the same age as her. Telling me how I would be instrumental in her training. I had been sick with despair at first but in the dim recesses of my mind I had always known this day would come and that as usual I would be powerless to stop it.

Mentally I steel myself as taking the journal I made my way downstairs to my husbands study. I stand in front of the heavy door and fight to moisten my dry lips as I knock. His deep, smooth voice beckons me into the room and his smile as I enter is tender and welcoming. Once again I am struck by what an incredibly good-looking and powerful man he is and despite our unusual relationship I adore him as much he does me. His vividly blue eyes caress my body and I feel the familiar heat in the pit of my stomach despite my fear.

His voice is a silky whisper as he greets me, “Hello my love what can I do for you?” His eyes search my face and I know he can see the anxiety in my eyes as I move towards him the journal in my outstretched hand. 

“I think you should read this my love and I don’t think you are going to like it,” My voice trembles and my legs feel like jelly as I lay the slender volume on the large leather topped desk in front of him. His glance is quizzical as he lifts the book and once again it falls open as if the pages have been turned by some unseen hand. I stand before his desk as he reads, instinctively my body taking its customary position, feet slightly apart, hands clasped loosely behind my back, head bowed.

The few brief moments it takes him to read seemed like an eternity. Suddenly I hear the book shut as he slams it onto the desk. He lets out an almost animal growl of anger and flies from his seat instantly by my side. His right hand grabs a large fistful of my silky blonde hair and he yanks my head back so that my eyes meet his. “How long have you known about this boyfriend you cunt?” he roars. 

My head starts to throb as he pulls my hair harder and I stammer my protest, “I dddidn’t know Master. I only found the journal by accident. I brought it straight to you” 

His left hand cracks across my face leaving a blaze of pain in its wake, “LIAR! You fucking bitch you knew! Probably planned it all with the little slut!” he hissed. 

Fighting against my better judgement I answer him back, “No Master I swear, I …” 

CRACK!!!! His hand slaps my face hard again as he snarls at me, “Shut up Cunt!!! Did I give you permission to speak?”

He moves away from me, his face an icy mask as his hands go to his belt I know what will happen next. Normally my punishments are delivered in the confines of the basement dungeon, locked against the children’s curious gaze. Tonight, however, I know I will feel the lash right here and now. His anger is too hot to allow him the luxury of taking me where I can not be heard. I stand frozen watching him too afraid to realise what a mistake I am making. His voice snaps me to attention, “What the fuck are you waiting for cunt? Strip now or do I have to tear the clothes from your worthless body?”

Catapulted into action I shed my clothes hastily but not so hastily that I forget to fold them neatly in a pile on the floor. My training has been so thorough that I instinct tells me a transgression like that would only intensify his anger. Without needing to be told I assume the position making myself pliantly available for the lash of his belt. I lean forward over the smooth leather of his desk gripping the far side with my fingers and spreading my legs so I am stretched and ready. No sooner have I settled than the belt comes crashing through the air, biting cruelly into the naked flesh of my upturned arse. The torrent of blows so hard and fast that I scream loudly in pain, unable to control myself. His voice hisses coldly in my ear, “Shut up Cunt! Do you want your screams to bring Nathan in?”

Nathan is our son, the twin brother of the reason for my current punishment. I bite down on my lip trying to stifle my cries as my husband repeatedly lashes my arse and thighs but it is too late. The study springs open as Nathan rushes in, the concerned cry of “Mum!” dying on his lips as he takes in the scene before him.

I could only imagine the thoughts racing through his mind as he sees me spread naked across the desk, the soft gold of my arse crisscrossed with dark red welts several oozing blood from the intensity of the lashing I have received. His father studies him coolly, the belt hanging from his hand. My pain soaked brain registering the fact that he is talking to our son.

“Did you want something son?” his voice was smooth and even, almost conversational. 

“I ... I heard mum scream, I thought someone was hurting her.” Nathan mumbles, eyes still fixed on my naked flesh. 

“No son, no-one is hurting your mother. She is receiving the punishment she craves and deserves, aren’t you my love?” I eye my Master nervously, afraid to speak “You have my permission to explain to Nathan, speak quickly as I am not finished with you yet.” 

From my prone position I speak hurriedly trying to force a reassuring tone into my voice, but how do you convince an 18 year old boy that his father mercilessly whipping his mother is something natural? “Nathan it is ok my love, daddy is punishing me for being bad, for allowing Danielle to do something bad. Mummy knows she deserves to be punished, it’s ok.”

Nathan is fidgeting awkwardly looking from his father to my ravaged backside and thighs. Obviously unsure what to do next and looking towards the commanding figure of his father for guidance. Mark’s voice is steady and firm as he addresses our son, “As I see it you have a number choices here Nathan. One you can leave now and forget you saw this incident. Two, you can stay and observe while I complete your mothers punishment, you may learn something. Three you can leave and report what you have seen but I strongly discourage you from that course of action. Which is it to be?”

Nathan shuffles uncomfortably; I knew that the sight of me must be causing conflicting emotions. Fear and revulsion at the thought of his mother being abused and hurt but also incredibly aroused at the sight of me spread and defenceless. He is after all a normal teenage male and I am an attractive woman, a comment made without conceit as I have been told often enough to know that it is true. Much as it shames me to admit it I can feel the moisture welling between my pussy lips, the lash always turns me on despite the pain and the addition of my son studying me so intimately displayed adding to the eroticism. “I’ll stay dad, but only if you don’t hurt her too much.” His voice tailed away and I heard Mark chuckle a low soft laugh that always turned my insides to jelly. 

“Oh I will hurt her son, I am going to thrash her harder than I have ever thrashed her before and she is going to beg me to hit her harder you’ll see.” He runs a caressing hand over my burning flesh, tracing one of the darker welts. “Natalie you will count the lashes for Nathan and you will thank me and ask me to continue. Do you understand?”

I swallow hastily, licking my dry lips in an effort to make my voice sound normal. “Yes Master, please whip my deserving arse”. Again he chuckles and I suck in my breath as the belt slashes through the air and makes contact with the tops of my thighs. I hear Nathan wince as I fight to speak “One Master, may I have another?” Again and again the belt strikes as I dutifully count and beg for more. The blows are as Mark had promised more savage than any he has dealt me before and my tears are soon flowing unchecked. 

“Nathan come closer please, I want you to feel the heat of your mothers arse.” I hear my son shuffle closer, I can’t see his face but I can hear his ragged breathing and know that it is excitement making him breathe faster. 

“Fuck dad that looks so sore, how can she take it?” The two of them are speaking about me as though I am no longer in the room but I am used to this. 

“Touch her arse Nathan, feel the warmth of her skin” I feel my sons hand slide over my raw flesh and I he stiffens as I wince but he gets bolder and rubs my firm arsecheeks with eager hands. 

“I never knew she had such a beautiful arse, it looks so hot!” Mark laughs softly again.

“Slide your hand between her thighs son, you’ll soon see how much she loves this,”

Nathan’s hand slides between my spread thighs. His probing fingers finding my open wet gash and slipping instinctively into my dripping cunt. 

“Oh holy fuck she is so wet Dad! What’s this?” His fingers have found the small gold hoop that pierces my clit. Mark had pierced me himself and often used the ring to attach small weights or a chain which he leads me around with. 

“That’s her clit ring son, its there for my convenience and to a lesser extent your mothers pleasure. Her nipples are pierced too though you cannot see that in her current position.” All the while Nathan continues to probe my sensitive lips with one hand as his other hand kneads my arse, stroking my cheeks and caressing my crack. 

Marks next words jolt my concentration away from the pleasurable sensations Nathan’s fingers are causing, “Would you like to fuck her son? She really is a truly memorable ride. She has one of the tightest cunts I have ever had not to mention the sweetest.” 

Nathan gasps, I can almost feel him fighting his instincts but finally he groans and says, “Hell yes I want to fuck her, I feel like I am gonna cum right now just touching her.”

Mark hugs his son for a moment and then moves him away. “Fuck her you will and fuck her good but right now she needs a little more work. I am going to heat up her cunt a little more for you.” He slaps my arse to get my attention, “Natalie move away from the desk a little and spread your thighs wider. I am going to give your cunt six strokes of my belt, you are NOT to cum. If you do I am going to whip your arse bloody do you hear me?” 

“I hear you Master, I promise I will obey” I slide into the position he has ordered, my wet cunt already ablaze, my nipples hard and erect from the friction of the desk. I hate having my pussy whipped yet it always drives me close to orgasm and I am very close now. Without further warning the belt sings through the air in an upwards direction ripping into my open cunt and curling across my clit and lower belly. I can’t help it, the first blow wrenches a scream from my lips and I continue to scream and cry as the other five hit their mark, each harder and crueller than the one before. 

By the last blow I am sobbing incoherently and Mark lifts my face to his and kisses away my tears speaking gently. “Thank me Natalie, tell me you have learned your lesson and how grateful you are” For a split second my eyes blaze defiance at him until I feel his fingers grasp one of my nipple rings and twist it hard. I gasp and words of gratitude and compliance spill from my lips making him smile.

“Now Nathan, how would you like to fuck her? I can recommend doggy it gives such a pleasant view of her magnificent arse as you plough her cunt. Also the depth of penetration is far more satisfying.” 

Nathan nods eagerly. I can see the bulge in his jeans which promises to be of almost equal proportion to that of his father. Mark motions me to the middle of the study and tells me to get down on all fours. He removes his own jeans and Nathan swiftly follows suit. Within seconds Mark is kneeling in front of me his beautiful ten inch cock erect and glistening with precum as he slides it into my mouth.

I open my mouth wide tasting and licking as he pushes straight into my throat and holds my head to his belly so that my lower lip caresses the top of his balls. “She is all yours son, you fuck her as hard as you like she’ll take it all.”

Nathan kneels behind me; I feel his hands forcing my legs apart allowing him to nestle up closer to my arse. His cock nudges impatiently at my burning and swollen cuntlips and I groan. I am overwhelmed by my desire to see his hard cock, to suckle on it as he did on my nipples when he was so tiny. Momentarily the thought that this is my son about to fuck me slips into my mind but lust pushes it aside. 

With one smooth, swift stroke he slams his cock into me and without conscious thought I push back against him. Speared from both ends I surrender as my husband and my son begin to move in unison. Mark fucking my mouth and throat with practiced ease, whilst Nathan thrusts into me, all eager youthfulness. The contrast is so delicious I feel an orgasm building deep within me and I glance at Mark seeking his permission.

“Don’t you dare Cunt!” He snarls, “This is not about your pleasure. You will NOT cum until I tell you that you can.” His eyes meet his sons as they pound me, “What do you think son? Did I lie? Or is she not the hottest cunt you have ever had?”

Nathan laughs softly but continues to pump into my silky depths, “Oh man you didn’t lie Dad. I mean, I haven’t had many to compare her to but FUCK she feels good!” His hands grasp my hips and I can feel his cock stiffen inside me. I know he is going to cum and once again I look imploringly at Mark but he just shakes his head no.

The room falls quiet as they both continue to fuck me; the only sounds are their soft grunts and the wet slap of Nathan’s balls hitting my arse as he slams into me. I hear Nathan groan and his words are a hoarse gasp, “Oh God! I am cumming! I can’t hold it.” With one final thrust he fills me with spurt after spurt of hot spunk. At the same time Mark pulls back so that I taste his creamy load as it fills my mouth. I suck and lick, savouring the taste of my husband’s seed. Seed that created this wonderful creature still buried deep in my cunt from where he made his first entry into this world.

I can feel Nathan’s cock still pulsing inside me as I lose my battle and cum hard with a scream muffled by my husbands still hard shaft. Mark’s fingers yank my hair pulling himself free of my hungry mouth. His eyes blaze angrily at me and his words make me tremble, “You are going to pay for that later Cunt! You know better than to cum without my permission. It seems you forget yourself as well as your responsibilities. Why do you make me hurt you like this? Are you no better than a worthless whore?”

I weep at the disappointment I hear in his voice and whimper as I feel my son withdraw from my still twitching pussy. “Master I beg you forgive me. I know I sicken you but I do try to be good.”

“Try?” I hear him sneer, “What use is trying if you fail so miserably all the time? You have succeeded in turning your daughter into a cunt whore just like you and believe me my sweet by morning the two of you will be sorry!” I shiver in fear as he steps away from me and pray for this night to be over …

To be continued …



A Family Affair Ch. 01



Karen and Helen

I watched somewhat appalled and somewhat envious as my 18 year-old daughter walked down our sidewalk from the house. She was going out with her boyfriend also 18 years old and he had his hand up her skirt, copping her ass as they walked toward his car. They were both smiling and Karen even nuzzled closer to him when he squeezed her ass cheeks. I thought I saw him slip his hand inside her panties. When they got in his car they kissed deeply and Walt rubbed Karen's small pert tits through her clothing. Then to my utter dismay, Karen slipped off her panties and flipped them over her shoulder into the back seat of the car.

In spite of my daughter's lewd behavior, I felt a pang of jealousy. No one had ever treated me like that, particularly my former husband. I suddenly realized that my cunt was sopping wet and I rushed to my bedroom to relieve myself. I rapidly retrieved my dildo from my nightstand, raised my skirt, pushed my panties down and plunged the dildo into my pussy. As I brought myself off I imagined that my daughter's boyfriend was fucking me and I came within minutes. I tried to imagine what was in store for Karen tonight.

Walt and Karen

Mrs. Helen Lloyd had no idea that this would be a routine night for Walt and Karen. Karen is a cute blond, 5'4", 120 lbs., small firm tits with rock hard sensitive nipples and a perfect shaped killer ass. Walt is 6'1", 200 lbs. and an excellent athlete with a sculptured physique. Walt has also been blessed with a 9" cock that is 5" to 6" around.

Walt and Karen's normal routine is that Karen will suck his cock swallowing as much cum as she can. Walt then licks her pussy until she is on the brink then he fills her cunt with his thick cock. He fucks Karen thoroughly bringing her to multiple orgasms before he shoots his second load deep into her cunt. The final round is with Karen on all fours with her beautiful ass in the air. Walt fondles her ass and probes her with his fingers until her asshole is well lubed. He continues to play with her ass until his cock is rock hard again and then he eases his big thick cock into her ass. He penetrates her slowly until he is all the way in, then he fucks her ass while stroking her ass cheeks and Karen plunges her fingers into her cunt. Walt fires his third round of cum into Karen's ass and Karen creams all over her fingers.

Karen was a virgin when she and Walt started dating but Walt was a master of seduction and convinced Karen to expand her horizons. It started out with heavy make-out sessions and petting, which always left Karen panties soaking wet and Walt's car with the smell of sex. Soon Karen's tits were exposed and Walt would suck her tits and roll the nipples between his fingers until they were eraser hard. Karen would have orgasms just from Walt playing with her tits. Later in their dating Walt would stroke Karen's thighs when he sucked her tits, occasionally brushing against her pantied covered pussy. Karen would jump and moan each time his hand came in contact with her cunt.

One night after one of Walt's ball games, he drove Karen to their favorite make out spot. Karen was still dressed in her cheerleading outfit and before long her sweater and sport bra was pushed up over her tits. Walt sucked her tits and stroked her thighs. This time he moved his hand inside her panties and stroked her clit. Karen went wild and humped his hand. Walt then eased her panties down and off her legs, moved between her legs and positioned them over his shoulders. Karen was shaking in anticipation as Walt began to lick her pussy and cupped her beautiful ass cheeks. Karen came numerous times humping her pussy against Walt's face and soaking him with her cum.

Walt moved up along side Karen and kissed her deeply allowing her to taste her own pussy juice. She asked what she could do to reciprocate so Walt steered her petite hands to his exposed engorged cock. Karen stared at it in awe not knowing what she was supposed to do next. Walt guided her through hand job techniques and soon had Karen licking and kissing his cock. He moved her to the next level of sucking the head of his big cock and fondling his cum filled balls. Karen started to get into it and tried to take more and more of his cock in her mouth. Walt could feel his orgasm building but elected not to warn Karen.

His first burst of cum caught her totally by surprise and when she felt the second burst she tried to swallow the first. Her mouth quickly filled with cum and to prevent gagging she pulled his cock from her mouth. Walt's cock kept firing cum and it hit her in the face, hair and bare tits. Karen giggled as she held the spurting cock in her hands as Walt's cum flew everywhere. Karen had come along way since their first date.

Karen Expands Her Horizons

The next several dates were repeat performances and Karen had become comfortable with both of them being totally naked. Walt added variations to their sex. He taught her about sixty-nine so they could eat each other together. He also introduced his finger into her asshole as he ate her pussy. He placed Karen on all fours, licked her pussy and rimmed her asshole. One night he placed just the head of his cock in her pussy and rubbed her clit with the soft head of his cock. Karen went wild and had multiple orgasms.

Karen told Walt that she was ready to fuck but didn't want to do it in the car. She planned to do it at her house when her mother was away. One Saturday her mother was invited to a wedding and would be gone the whole day. Her mother had no sooner pulled out of the driveway that Walt was over at the house. They went straight to Karen's room and took off all of their clothes.

With Karen lying back on her bed, Walt slid between her legs and was gentle and patient as he eased his throbbing cock into her pussy. The pressure of his fullness almost negated the pain of losing her virginity. The pain soon subsided and Karen only felt pleasure as the large cock touched every fiber of her cunt. Walt fucked her slowly with long deep strokes and Karen began to hump her cunt up at him. She had numerous orgasms with the last ones violent and vocal. Walt tensed and flooded her pussy to overflowing with his cum. He continued to pump her pussy and she could feel the juices running out of her cunt and trickling down her thighs. Karen held Walt tightly as she felt she was in heaven. 

The rest of the day they showered, had more sex and stayed naked all day. At one point they took a bath together in her parent's whirlpool tub. After the bath Walt gave Karen a body massage with her mother's bath oil. First he massaged the front of her body paying special attention to her tits and her pussy. Sensing that she was on the verge of another orgasm he slipped his cock into her cunt and Karen humped herself into frenzy.

Walt then rolled Karen over on her stomach and massaged her back, shoulders and the back of legs. He kneaded her gorgeous ass cheeks and as he massaged her ass he put an ample amount of oil on her asshole. Then Walt began to probe her asshole first with one and then two fingers. Before long his fingers were moving easily in and out of Karen's thoroughly lubed asshole. He lifted Karen up by her hips until her ass was in the air as she rested her head on the mattress. He removed his fingers and positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass. As he eased his cock into her bunghole he heard Karen gasp and hold her breath. He assuredly told her to relax and that he would not hurt her.

As Walt eased his cock into her ass the head cleared her sphincter as Karen uttered an audible gasp. He continued to ease his cock in and out of her asshole feeding her an additional ¼ to ½ inch at a time, each time waiting until she relaxed. It seemed to take hours before his entire 9" were lodged deep in her ass. If he had not come so many times already he would have shot his wad quickly. He started to fuck her with long deliberate strokes as he admired her beautiful ass accepting his huge cock. Walt stroked her marvelous ass cheeks and told her how good she looked in this position with his dick skewering her luscious ass. 

Walt felt his orgasm start down in his balls and rush up through his cock flooding Karen's rectum. He came more than he expected and the cum soon filled her asshole to overflowing and backed up coating his cock and running down the inside of her thighs. They both collapsed on her bed and rolled to their sides with Walt's cock still imbedded in Karen's ass. His cock softened and slipped from her asshole with an audile pop.

Walt and Karen continued their sexual escapades on a regular basis. Karen could always count on having all three of her holes filled with cum on each occasion.

Helen the Voyeur

I decided to spy on Walt and Karen one day, so I told Karen I would be out all day. I parked the car down the street and waited, sure enough Walt showed up minutes after I left the house. Karen greeted him at the door and hurried him inside. I waited about 30 minutes before I walked back to the house and I could feel my pussy getting wet in anticipation of what I might witness. I sneaked in the back of the house and quietly made my way upstairs to Karen's room. Her door was partially open and I could see them both on the bed in the mirror on her wall.

They were both naked on the bed and Karen was deep throating Walt's impressive cock. It wasn't long before he came in her mouth and she swallowed all of his cum that she could. She scooped up the cum around his cock and her face and licked her fingers clean. She then returned to sucking his cock until he was hard again. Then she lay on her back taking his big dick in her cunt. He pounded her pussy and brought her to multiple orgasms until he came again this time filling her pussy with a barrage of dick juice.

I was not prepared for the next move, when Karen flipped over on all fours and waved her shapely ass at Walt. Walt retrieved the lotion from Karen's night table and proceeded to lubricate her asshole. He fingered her ass and pussy at the same time, sawing his fingers in and out of Karen. His cock was erect again and he covered it with a generous amount of lotion. He then slowly eased his big dick into my daughter's beautiful upturned ass. He fucked her slow at first and then gradually picked up the pace. Karen pleaded with him to fuck her ass good and to fill it with cum. I could not believe what I was seeing and hearing, much less from my own daughter.

My own hand had slipped inside my panties and I was frigging my pussy toward my own orgasm. I had gotten lost in my own sexual satisfaction when I looked back in Karen's room and saw Walt looking right into her mirror. I was sure that he could see me as well as I saw him. Our eyes locked on each other's in the mirror and he seemed to enjoy the voyeurism. He then announced he was coming, almost for my benefit as he flooded Karen's ass with another generous amount of man seed. He told Karen to clean him up as he popped his cock out of her asshole. My slutty daughter spun around and took his cock in her mouth. I watched her sucked him completely dry. I was mortified. I quickly retreated downstairs and back to my car. I couldn't believe the display of raw sex that I had just witnessed and how much my daughter loved it.



A Family Affair Ch. 01



This story is dedicated to a couple that shall remain nameless but who have been very helpful in giving me inspiration to write this series of stories that shall be titled "A Family Affair". This first chapter may not be quite what you were looking for but it will move along. Thanks, guys; I hope that you enjoy it!

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My name is Max and my wife is Debby. We are in our mid-thirties and have been very focused on our careers such that we never took the time to start a family. So far, we have been very content with living our lives as a loving heterosexual couple and although our sex life is pretty good by all standards, we are often both too tired to engage in making love many nights in a row. It is almost becoming a chore to make love with any regularity and a lot of the initial spark we had when we met as college sweethearts has seemed to burn to a mere flicker.

Debby is a successful dealer in a brokerage house on the fast track in her firm to become a junior partner while my accounting practice is becoming quite solid and my client base is growing. 

One day, about a week ago, Debby called me at the office to inform me that she had an evening meeting with the managing partner of the firm and she was very excited; she was convinced that an offer of a partnership might be the sole agenda item. I waited up for her arrival at home until after 11:30 and was becoming worried about how long the meeting was taking. Repeated calls to her office only reached her voicemail and there was no answer at her boss's line either. 

Just as I was considering driving to her office, I heard her key in the front door and she came into the living room when I called her. She looked a wreck; her hair was all tangled, her suit jacket was torn and her face was streaked with tears. She ran into my arms and as she sobbed, told me the whole sad tale. It seemed her boss took her out to dinner at an expensive restaurant, wined and dined her until she was too drunk to know better and then almost carried her to a room upstairs and tried to rape her. I was so furious that I was prepared to kill the bastard!

Deb talked me down by letting me know that her well-placed knee in his groin had given her the chance to escape and call a cab to get home and we had to think wisely since this demanded revenge not action. Neither of us wanted to see her lose her job so we decided to plot something that would embarrass the man to the point of being forced to retire while keeping Debbie's job secure.

After I took my lovely wife into the bathroom and drew a hot tub for her, I poured in some fragrant and soothing oils into the steaming water and undressed her magnificent body, dressed the few scratches she had endured and settled her in for a soak. I sat on the toilet seat while we talked about what we could do.

We decided that we would have to play on his reputation as a successful cocksman who had taken every junior and secretary in the firm to his bed with no repercussions. He was also married to a woman who controlled the wealth in the family and who was a well-known socialite around town. Even the hint of scandal and he would be finished especially since his wife's father had founded the firm and she inherited and still held a controlling interest in the business.

Our plan started to get together; it was a little risky but if we played out cards right and kept our minds on the task at hand, we figured we could do him in. 

The first step started the next morning when Debby, dressed professionally as possible, went into her boss's office and closed the door behind her. She apologized for her actions of the night before even before he managed to open his mouth. His reaction was exactly as we expected; he told Deb that if she expected to get the partnership she wanted so badly, she had to learn the game and play along. Of course, Debby hemmed and hawed and blushed and refused until he was about to take the fatal step of kicking her out of his office with the threat that no one would take his word against his.

So Debby, with the appropriate meekness acquiesced; she told Mr Wright (and no, he definitely wasn't Me 'Right') that her husband would be out of town for the next week and if he were prepared to come over to our place that night at 8:00, she would make it up to him. Of course, being the pig he was, he jumped at the opportunity of fucking my wife – especially in our bed – and said that he would be there on the dot.

I had taken the day off to get the 'set' ready for our little play. I took our high-resolution digital movie camera and set it up in the bedroom closet with a clear view of our king size bed. I then filled the room with candles and after closing the blinds and turning off the lights, checked the picture and sound in the candlelit room – perfect! The camera was activated by both sound and motion so I knew that it would be on when needed. 

When Debby got home at 5:00, I had dinner and a bottle of wine (partly Dutch courage for both of us) and we planned the last steps. At 7:00, Debby had a quick perfumed bath and dressed in her sheerest floor length gown with nothing underneath; every succulent curve was exposed and the material rubbing against her nipples had them hard as diamonds as they grew longer. I almost ravaged her on the spot but the ringing of the doorbell stopped that thought. As I stepped into the garage out of sight – leaving the door open just enough to see through the darkened kitchen to the front hallway – Deb opened the door and was backlit by the living room lights to dazzle the boss.

Dazzled might not be strong enough; his mouth was open as his jaw dropped at the beauty he expected to have all to himself that night and likely for the first time in his life, he was speechless! Debby closed the door behind him, as his eyes remained locked on her sexy almost naked body. He lunged at her but Debby put him off saying that the bedroom was waiting and she wanted to do this right.

As if his cock was guiding him – we were convinced his brain was in that little head – he followed Deb into the bedroom, He commented on the sexy atmosphere with all the lit candles and, as the camera rolled, even went so far as to say that if she performed well tonight (and for the next six nights I was out of town – a new twist to us), she would have a good shot at partner.

Debby went along by asking, "What if I say 'no' right now and tell you to leave; would that mean no partnership?"

"You're a big girl; you should get the picture. After all, I laid it out pretty clearly today in my office"

As he tried to reach out and throw Deb to the bed, she told him to get undressed first if he wanted to fuck her. He loved her dirty talk and was soon quickly naked. By this time I was by the half-open bedroom door and had a hard time not laughing at the pitiful short potbellied and balding man. Without his power suit, he was really a laughing stock! And his cock – didn't appear to be much more than 6" long and pencil thin.

As Debby laughed at the sight before her, he pushed her onto the bed and tore the gown of her. He pawed at her naked 34C breasts and bit down on her nipples. Deb was struggling as much for the camera as for him and crying for him to leave her alone – nothing was worth the partnership. He was so engrossed in her suffering and what he deemed was her arousal that he neither heard nor saw me creep up on him from behind. I had left my clothes in the hallway and I bent down to lift up his hastily discarded suit, shirt and underwear and carried them out to the hall closet to hide them.

Returned to the room, I rolled him off Deb and quickly bound his wrists to the brass rails at the head of the bed. I had the element of surprise in my favour and he didn't have a chance to even struggle. I then stuffed one of his own socks in his mouth as he started to yell in protest. 

Once he was thoughally secured, I proceeded to make tender love to my wife and her responses to my gentle strokes and mouth on her breast elicited moans of pleasure from her luscious lips. I glanced over at the scowling buffoon lying beside us and noticed that our lovemaking was obviously turning him on; that little 6 inches had grown to almost 8" fully erect and was dripping precum. "It appears that Mr Wright wants to play," I laughed.

As Debby turned in the bed to take my solid 7 ½" cock into her mouth and bobbed up and down, I watched Wright's eyes bugging out and his breath was increasing through his nose. Since he was lying on the side of the bed nearest the closet and the camera, I reached out with my hand and grasped his cock firmly and began to stroke it. At the first touch, it started to grow soft – no man was going to jack HIM off – but as Debby worked my cock deeper into her throat as only she can do, I smiled at him and asked "Wouldn't you like her top do that for you?" He immediately hardened in response and my strokes became faster.

As I was feeling the approach of my own orgasm, the time had come to set the bait; I dropped my face to Wright's lap and in one gulp, took all but an inch of his cock into my mouth. It wasn't my first time with a man – Debby and I had played several variations of threesomes and foursomes – so I was pretty good. Certainly Wright thought so since his hips were soon bucking as he tried to bury his cock deeper into my throat. As my hands massaged his cock, I reached up and yanked the sock from his mouth and he gasped in a deep breath before crying out "Suck my cock! Yess! More and deeper! I want my cock to come in your man mouth you fucking cocksucker! Damn you're good; even better than those whores at the office!"

As I came in Debbie's mouth and she sucked me completely dry, I pulled Wright's cock from my mouth and jacked him off until he exploded all over his belly and chest. As he lay there, hands still bound, Debby and I got up and went into the bathroom to share a shower. We laughed at his cries for freedom and his cursing that he would see the Debby was fired right after the next day's Board meeting.

We returned to the bedroom and I untied him; being much taller and stronger than him, he thought the better of creating a scene. He demanded his clothes but was surprised when I handed him his wallet, underpants and socks and informed him that we had called him a cab and he was welcome to wait outside for it! 

"You can't do this to me" he begged. "I will look like a fool; what if someone sees me"

"Guess you should have thought of that before harassing your employees" I countered. "Now get out of our house!"

"You won't work in this business ever again, Debby! I'll see to that," he screamed as he snuck to the curb and climbed into the cab. The last words we heard was that he ordered the cab to take him to his office where I was sure he would have a change of clothes and would sleep the night.

The next morning dawned. The Board of Directors, with Mrs Wright as the Chairwoman, met at precisely 10:00 am. Several items of a less pressing nature were on the agenda and then came the time for the votes on partnerships. The first name that came forward, nominated by the Chairwoman herself, was Debby. Mrs Wright was a dyed in the wool feminist and she wanted Debby as the first female partner at the firm. 

As expected, Mr Wright, as Managing Partner, had something to say about Debbie's work ethic and the fact that she wasn't pulling her weight by bringing in new business.

At that moment, the projection screen set into the ceiling at the end of the table facing Mrs Wright rolled down and the lights dimmed.

"What the Hell." started the senior partner; then his jaw dropped and he fell into silence, as did the rest of the room.

There on the screen was Debby, her slinky gown now edited out but the voices were clear.

"I like the sexy atmosphere with all the lit candles; if you perform well tonight (and for the next six nights your husband is out of town, you will have a good shot at partner.'

Debby: "What if I say 'no' right now and tell you to leave; would that mean no partnership?"

"You're a big girl; you should get the picture. After all, I laid it out pretty clearly today in my office"

The next scenes showed a man's hand stroking his cock and him obviously loving it. This was followed by his cock s\disappearing into the unidentified man's mouth while he cried out "Suck my cock! Yess! More and deeper! I want my cock to come in your man mouth you fucking cocksucker! Damn you're good; even better than those whores at the office!"

The silence in the room continued as the lights came up. Mrs Wright asked all the Board except for her husband to leave the room and asked for Debby to be sent for. Deb and I sat silently in the projection room while Wright was given his walking papers; his wife had known for a long time that he was screwing around but now it was exposed to all the Board members, she was embarrassed and ashamed for not nipping it in the bud earlier.

A minute later, I sent Deb into the boardroom with the tape and listened while Mrs Wright asked her to verify what had happened. Once Debby told of the incident in the hotel and gave the tape (with an avidavit that it was the one and only copy), she turned to leave. 

"Wait, Debby!" commanded the Chairwoman. Debby turned in fear that she was being fired. "I want to make announcement today that you are immediately promoted to a full partnership in the firm with no investment required. Also, I would like to appoint you as a member of this Board as Chair of a newly formed Ethics Committee. You write the rules so that no other woman in this firm is subject to harassment and you will also enforce those rules. Do you accept?"

From that day onward, Deb's future in the firm was assured and, once my involvement in the exposure of the lowlife was passed along to the Chair, my firm took over the finances for the firm and we both prospered.

The last anyone heard of Mr Wright, he was stilled unemployed and unmarried; his story had spread like wildfire and no one would even grant him an interview.

What goes around comes around.



A Family Affair Ch. 01



Chapter 1

Their bodies were slick with sweat. What they were doing was forbidden and they both knew it. If anyone found out about their stolen hour once a week they could lose so much. But to be together they would have risked much more. To them it was more than sex though that's what started their meetings. It was love that bound then to each other, the kind of love that many people only dream about.

Together they lay with still tangled limbs in her bed. The sun was casting shadows around the room as it shone hotly through the window. It was mid-day and sweltering with the usual July heat of Kentucky. However most locals would smirk and say it's not hot, it's humid. Despite the wet heat neither moved away from the embrace. In a few minutes he would have to get up and go to work.

Cathryn sighed as she rubbed her cheek against her lover's chest. It was hard and lean. There was a fine sprinkling of golden hair that tapered down over his tanned torso to the junction between his thighs. 

Smiling she let her hand drift up from where it rested on his leg to that junction the squeeze playfully. Her face still tingled from the coarse whiskers on his face. He had forgotten to shave but it didn't matter. She preferred when he didn't. It wasn't anything a little lotion wouldn't fix.

When her clever fingers closed over him Sam groaned. He knew that she was just teasing him. There wouldn't be time for another round. He had been staring at the bedroom. It was a beautiful room, decorated in sage, russet, and gold. They lay in the center of the queen size cherry four post bed. 

A bed that should have been his, Sam thought to himself. He felt no guilt for loving another man's wife. His upbringing demanded that he did. But his heart was ruling his emotions and it wasn't letting him feel any remorse.

Slowly Sam pulled his arm from under Cathryn's neck and sat up. "I need to get ready for work."

"Yeah, I'll go down and fix you a sandwich." Cathryn swung around to her side of the bed and bent to gather her discarded garments. 

Sam watched her dress, no matter how many times he saw her he could never get over how beautiful she was. Her warm brown hair was streaked with blonde from the sun. There has been a time when she colored it red or golden blonde but those shades were never as beautiful as her own. 

A warm summer's tan graced her arms, shoulders, and legs. Days outside in tank tops and shorts had left Cathryn's body a beautiful golden color and added a sprinkling of freckles across the bridge of her nose and shoulders. The skin that was kept concealed by her clothing was pale in contrast. 

Her body was slightly rounded, full in the breasts and hips. There was some fat on her body carried around her middle and in her hips and thighs. But she never obsessed about it. Her motto was that she was happy the way she was and those who didn't like it didn't have to look at her.

Cathryn knew he was watching her and when she finished dressing she looked over at him with a smile. "You better get dressed or you'll be late for work."

"I love you." He said simply and started getting dressed.

Cathryn walked over and touched his cheek. "I love you too."

Downstairs Cathryn deftly build Sam's sandwich. Though the years she learned all of his tastes. True much of that time she spent being his friend, then his family. Humming she stacked bologna on top of bread followed by cheese, then tomato, then pickles, and finally as slice of bread with mayonnaise smeared on it. Next she fixed her own minus the tomato, pickle, and mayo. Cathryn preferred potato chips and mustard on her bologna and cheese.

Cathryn hated housework so there were always a few crumbs on the counters and a couple dishes in the sink waiting to go into the dishwasher. Quietly she padded barefoot to the table nestled in front of the French doors at the rear of the kitchen. The gray tabby was staring in at her so Cathryn left the doors closed despite the heat. 

Turning she took two glasses from the honey colored cupboard and went to the refrigerator for the iced tea. Looking up she could her Sam's feet hitting the steps on his way down. He weighed only one hundred and twenty pounds, the stairs were carpeted, and he had on socks but he still sounded like a herd of elephants when he came down.

"You're gorgeous." Sam said as he stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. 

The kitchen was green too, but it was a deep hunter. Sam loved it, more because it was completely Cathryn's. She designed it from the ground up so to speak. It had been her dream to have a house built since she was a little girl and last year she saw her dreams come true.

"Stop hugging me and eat." Cathryn tapped the back of his hand with a finger. "You'll be late and it's not going to be my fault."

Picking up his sandwich with one hand he turned the other over so he could hold hers across the table. "What are you going to do with the rest of your day?"

"Clean house, do laundry. I need to wash the bed sheets, towels, and my work clothes." Scowling she started at her sandwich and ran her fingers absently against his wrist. "And I don't even want to think about the dust and the cob webs."

Sam finished off his sandwich and downed his tea. "I better go." He stood up and kissed her good-bye. When she started to get up he put his hand on her shoulder. "No stay and finish your sandwich. I'll make it out the door. I love you. Bye."

"Love you too hon."

The driveway was a long path guarded by rows of lush green maple trees. Sam drove his maroon truck down the drive smiling from the after glow of being with the love of his life. Before turning on to the road he caught sight of Maybelle Brown and nodded in greeting to her before turning onto the narrow county road and heading to work.

After he was gone she stood and dumped the plates and glasses in the sink with the other dishes. Switching on the radio, Cathryn sang along with Faith Hill before making her way up stairs. 

She stopped at the jewelry box and took out her half carat diamond engagement ring and her wedding band with a quarter carat of diamonds circling the top. She slipped the rings on her left ring finger and closed the lid with a snap. Then she turned to strip the sheets of the bed where she had just made love to her husband's best friend and cousin. 

Like always she waited for the shame but like before it never came.

Kent James was eager to get home. It was his wife's day off, which means she probably cooked. Right now he imagined she was sitting on that pretty plaid couch she picked out for the formal living room. She would be reading a book while she waited for the dryer to buzz. When it did she would scowl in its direction and ignore it for a couple more minutes just on principle. 

In Kent's mind he imagined the smell of roast beef and gravy with mashed potatoes and green beans. Cathryn would be in the utility room taking clothes out of the dryer. In his mind's eye he would come in the door leading from the garage and she would turn and smile, excited to see him. Then she would come over and give him a kiss hello. 

But that wasn't right. Kent shook his head. His wife wasn't the type to greet him with smiles and kisses. She would just continue taking the clothes out and folding them. He knew the routine well.

He pulled into the driveway a few short minutes later and parked his service truck behind the house then walked around to go in the garage. He came in the door and sure enough she was folding clothes. "I'm home."

Hmm, was her only response without even looking up at him. Kent knew the answer to his question before he even asked but he asked anyway. "How are you?"

"Fine." Kent thought the word as she said it.

Sighing to himself Kent bent and took off his shoes. When the house was built Cathryn strictly enforced the 'no shoes past the doorway' rule. "So did Sam come over for lunch today?"

"Yep, he always comes on Wednesdays." She stated simply and placed another towel on the growing pile in the basket.

He stood in the doorway towering over a foot taller than her five foot four inch frame. With a smirk he said. "Maybe I should get jealous."

Cathryn hefted the basket and settled it against her hip and stared up at him wryly before going on to the hallway. "Why? He's been coming on Wednesdays for lunch all summer and a few before that."

Kent stared at his wife's back. He loved her, of that there was no doubt but sometimes he just didn't understand her. It didn't bother him that Sam came over for lunch. He was glad that his wife and his cousin were so close. Family was important to him. If his chosen mate and his favorite family member could be friends he just saw it as a benefit for him.

Walking down the creamy tile hall he paused at the kitchen to sniff. She did cook but not roast like he was hoping but tacos. He sucked in the aroma of spicy beef before he went on to the stair case to change shirts.

He could hear her rattling dishes in the kitchen when he came out of the bedroom so he figured he better go down and eat. There wouldn't be time to do any farm work before she called for supper. "We're having tacos tonight, huh?"

"No this is for the dog. We're having bologna." She quipped as she put the skillet on the table.

"Ha-ha." Kent crossed the room and sat at the table. In the same place that Sam occupied earlier that day. "It's hot in here. Is the air working all right?"

Cathryn looked down at his wide face and pale brown eyes so very unlike his cousin. "No, I was airing out the house earlier and just turned it back on."

"Picked a great day to do it, it's hotter than three hells out there." He stated, not criticizing she knew. It was just his way to state the obvious. "So what did you do today?"

"Can't you tell?" Cathryn looked up with her brows drawn together. When he shrugged she rolled her eyes towards the ceiling. Leave it to her husband not to notice that she had put in a full day on house work. "I fixed lunch for Sam, washed clothes, unloaded the dishwasher, chased dust, swept floors, and fixed your supper. Not that you noticed. Not that you ever notice."

Holding his hands up in surrender, Kent looked stricken. "Okay, sorry. I wasn't paying attention that's all. It looks nice though. And supper is great."

"Thanks." She cringed inwardly as he wolfed down tacos as fast as he could make them. 

Sure she never claimed to be skinny or overly health conscience but a person needs limits. Kent was six foot six inches but he was also three hundred pounds or better. Most of his weight was carried around his stomach or was his stomach would be a better description. His pants were fastened below his gut. He was even one of those men that had small fatty breasts.

"Well I'm done." He pushed back from the table. "I'm going out to tear into that tractor."

"Fine." When she heard the door slam behind him Cathryn put her head in her hands and wept like she had done so many times before.

*****

At seven Sam was more that ready for a supper break. Second shift was okay, he didn't hate it like he thought he would when the factory switched him over a year ago. Grant McAllister was waiting for him at the door. "Took you long enough, Jackson, I'm going to starve to death."

Sam looked at him. "It just did turn seven. You cut out early."

Grant started at Weber Drives five months before. It pleased him to find a fast friend in Sam. They were about the same age, both single, and had plenty in common. "So are you coming with me to the Auto Club after work Friday?"

"Why do I want to cross the river and look at strippers? More importantly why do I want to look at strippers period?" Sam said for about the hundredth time to Grant. "I'm just not interested in women I can't touch."

Grant swung his truck into the Burger King parking lot. "Okay I've got a date on Saturday. I'll ask her if she had a friend. A hot friend that's easy."

Sam closed the truck door and followed Grant in the restaurant. Since it was Maysville, there weren't too many places to choose from to eat that were affordable on a day to day basis so the girl behind the counter knew them by name. Every Wednesday night it was Burger King. They had favored spots for every other day of the week too. They ordered and got their food.

When they sat down Grant just stared at him. "So?"

"So what?"

"So what about the date?" Grant smeared ketchup over his fries. "We'll double but drive separately just in case."

"Grant I've told you I don't want fixed up." Sam took a bite out of his flame grilled burger. "I'm involved with someone." 

"Ah, the mystery woman, so bring her. I would like to meet her." He knew he wouldn't go for it. He rarely even spoke of her, wouldn't even tell him her name.

"I can't bring her. It's just not possible." Sam knew Grant was dieing to know about his mystery woman. "We don't go out a lot."

"What is she, a recluse? Or maybe you're afraid that she'll get a good look at me and ditch you." He teased trying to pry information.

Sam stared at him from for moment. Maybe it would be good to talk about it, just a little. He wouldn't have to divulge all the details. "She married."

"Married!" Grant sat back in shock. Sam was so straight and narrow he never imagined that him having an affair with a married woman. "Do you realize what you're getting into? If you get caught her husband could kill you?"

"I love her." They were done eating and were just sipping on their sodas.

Shaking his head, Grant was still trying to absorb what his friend was telling him. "You love her? What about her? Does she love you or her husband?"

"Me. We've been together all summer, some even before. Her husband thinks we are just friends. He really has no idea." There wasn't any remorse in his voice just longing. "It's very complicated."

"Man, women are always complicated."

They didn't talk about it any more on their way back to the factory. Instead Grant changed the subject to the up coming NASCAR race. Both settled into the conversation like what was said before was never spoken. When Sam was back at his machine he let his mind wander. 

In his head he knew it couldn't go on like it was. Bracken County was a small rural community. People see things you don't want them to, they gossip, and secrets were rarely safe. In the end he knew the affair or the marriage must end. One would leave his heart shattered. The other would tear apart his family.

Like his cousin, family was also important to him. Even though he was long past the age most people move out of their parents house Sam stayed. From there he was able to help out with the farm work during the day. They way it wasn't heaped on his parents shoulders in the evening when they got home from work. 

He also like being close by. There was a time when his home life wasn't much to brag about. But things had changed in the last few years. He felt the need to stay near and reconnect with his parents. And since there wasn't a farm for sale anywhere near by Sam just lived at home.

Sam was right about gossips. They were already twittering, sniffing out scandal like a hound on a coon track. In her faded rose armchair Maybelle Brown was talking to her best friend and fiercest rival in the rose garden competition Janice Van Horn. "I tell you Janice, it never fails. Every Wednesday his truck is at her house for an hour or better in broad daylight."

"He goes there for lunch Maybelle." Janice went on. "Sam is Kent's cousin. He's not going to mess with his wife."

Maybelle took a drink from the two liter of Pepsi beside her chair and talked around the Ho-Ho she was cramming in her mouth. "Please Janice, open your eyes. He's there for an hour or more."

"They are friends. They probably sit and talk. I'm telling you you're letting your imagination get the better of you." Janice didn't like to think bad things about people. Even though she had been put on this Earth some forty-seven years before, Janice never stopped looking for the good in people.

Maybelle laughed to herself, her double and triple chins swinging in tandem, Janice was just being to naïve. Just wait she thought to herself, eventually everyone messes up and the truth comes out. 

Maybe there would be a baby. Gleeful at the very idea she let Janice change the subject. With half ear she listened for anything she didn't already know. She felt it was her duty to keep abreast of all the latest community news. Right now her mind kept wandering to the love triangle in her own back yard.



A Family Affair Ch. 01



21 year old Rebecca walked into her parent's house. It had been a long four years of college but she had made it. She was a college graduate. "Mom, dad I'm home." She called to the empty room. Now that she was out of school she had decided to come back home and stay with her parents for a while until she decided what she wanted to do with her life.

Her 19 year old brother came into the room from the kitchen and smiled at her. "Hey sis, welcome home." He hugged her slender body and made sure her 36C tits pressed tightly against his chest as he hugged her. "How does it feel being a college graduate?"

Rebecca blushed lightly at the way he had hugged her then smiled. "It feels amazing. Like I accomplished something. Where are mom and dad?"

Alex smiled at her blush. She had no idea that he had been fucking their parents for a little under a year and that they planned to bring her into the family fold now that she was home. He looked at her tits and licked his lips as he thought about sinking his 8 inch cock into her waiting well. "They went over to Aunt Linda's for cards. "They'll be home later."

Rebecca looked at her brother and smiled. He had really grown up in the four years she had been gone. His slender build was well filled out and his pale blue eyes were sparkling with mischievousness. She ruffled his jet black hair then picked up her bag. "Well I'm going to go freshen up then." She left him standing in the living room as she headed for the stairs and her bedroom.

Rebecca stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around her body. It felt good to be clean again. She stepped out into the hallway and headed towards her bedroom. Once inside she let the towel fall to the floor as she dug in her bag for some clothes. She looked in the mirror on the back of her door and admired her slender body as she looked at herself. Her shaved pussy seemed to be winking at her as she looked at herself. Reaching down she spread her pussy lips open and looked at her clit just starting to peek out of its hood. Rebecca flicked her finger lightly over her clit and moaned. "Oooohhhhh that felt good." She smiled as she looked at her reflection.

She kept watching in the mirror as she flicked her finger over her clit again. "Ugh, that feels really good." She moaned as she watched her clit pushing out of its hood. Rebecca worked at her clit a few more times as she moaned hotly. "God, I gotta get off." She thought out loud as she moved away from the door and over to her bed. She stretched out on the bed with her head on her pillows and spread her legs wide as she pulled her pussy lips open once more. She flicked her finger over her clit a couple of times and moaned hotly as shocks of electricity shot through her body. "Oh god yes, that feels so good." She pinched her clit and gasped as another shot through her. "I need more." She whined slipping her hand down further and sliding 3 fingers into her sopping slit.

"Oh yeah, that's better." She purred as she worked her fingers in and out of her hot slit. She slowly fingered her pussy as she used her free hand and pulled on her nipples until they were hard little nubs. "Ugh, oh god yes." She purred fingering her pussy faster as pleasure coursed through her body. "Need to cum so bad."

Her fingers flew in and out of her body, flying so fast it was hard to tell where her pussy stopped and her fingers began. She began panting and taking shallow breaths as her body came to life. "Oh yes, oh god so good." She whined working her fingers even faster as she felt her orgasm rising fast and hard. "Need to cum so bad." Her free hand was mauling her breast, pinching and pulling at the tender flesh as shots of pain and pleasure coursed through her. "Ugh, oh god, so close." She humped her body against her flying fingers as her other hand pulled at her breast. "Need to cum so bad." She moaned hotly slamming her fingers dangerously inside her.

Her fingers flew in and out of her hot cunt as she humped her body tightly against them. The bed springs bounced with her movements and protested as she worked her body hard and fast. "Oh...oh god, I'm cummmmminnnnnggggg..." She cried pushing her fingers as far inside her as she could get them and holding them there as her body convulsed with spasms of release.

Rebecca pulled her fingers out of her cunt and relaxed against the bed sleepily. That was the strongest orgasm she had given herself in a long time and it completely wore her out. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep even as her hand still cupped her breast.

Alex moved away from his sister's door and smiled as he rubbed his cock through his jeans. He knew dad wanted to be the first to get a piece of her, but he planned to have some fun with his sister as soon as their father was done with her.

Rebecca awoke to a tongue moving seductively over her clit and three fingers slowly sawing in and out of her slit. She opened her eyes and looked around. The room was dark and the mouth between her legs was driving her crazy. "Ugh, what is going on?" she asked the darkness even as she lifted her hips against the probing mouth.

There was no answer from the mouth between her legs, just a slurping sound as she felt a wet tongue brush repeatedly against her clit. "Ugh, oh god yes." She purred lifting her hips against the invader. She felt the fingers moving faster inside her and whimpered with need as she started breathing heavily. Rebecca pulled her knees up and pushed her feet into the mattress as she started humping against the mouth at her pussy. She figured she would gripe later at whoever it was eating her out so nicely, for now she just wanted to cum. "Ugh, eat me." She begged reaching down between her spread legs and grasping the head and pulling it closer to her burning pussy. "make me cum on that hot tongue."

The tongue flicked harder against her clit as the fingers moved faster and harder inside her. Rebecca was breathing heavily and humping her body hard against the mysterious person. "Ugh, oh god, yes, eat me. It feels so good." She purred lifting her hips against the mysterious tongue.

When she felt a pair of lips wrap around her clit and start sucking, she went out of her mind. "Ugh, oh fuck I'm going to cum, eat me." She begged humping more wildly then before, her ass slamming against the mattress as she mashed her pussy against the mysterious invader.

The mouth sucked harder at her clit, making slurping noises through its nose as it drove his fingers deep inside her. The fingers flew in and out of her hot hole making her whimper and cry out as she was pushed closer and closer to release. "Fuck, I'm cummminnnnngggg..." She squealed slamming her pussy tight against the mysterious face as she coated it with her juices.

The fingers that were flying inside her were suddenly gone and replaced by a wet tongue that started worming its way in and out of her. Rebecca whined with need as she felt her orgasm rising once more. "Oh god, I think I'm going to cum again." She whimpered lifting against the probing tongue.

The probing tongue worked its way in and out of her furiously driving her insane with need. "Eat me, make me cum again." She begged holding tight to the mysterious head that was driving her beyond thinking. She was so hot that she didn't care who was eating her out, just that they made her cum again. Her feet pressed tight into the mattress as she humped her body forcefully against the probing tongue and fingers. "Ugh, eat meeee, I'm cummminnnnngggg..." She squealed once more as she went flying over the edge.

The tongue drove hard inside her drinking up all the luscious juices she had spewing out of her body. Rebecca laid back panting as she willed her breathing back to normal. Once he got all the juices, the tongue left her body and Rebecca sighed. Then suddenly she felt a weight on her body and her legs were pressed up against her chest as a hard piece of steel pressed against her entrance. "Welcome home sweetheart." A deep voice said against her ear as she felt the steel start to penetrate her body.

"D...daddy?" Rebecca asked in shock as she felt herself being stretched around his hard cock as he slowly slid inside her. 

"Yes sweetheart." He kissed her softly as he continued to slowly press into her. His 9 inch cock slid very slowly into her depths as Rebecca moaned hotly.

Rebecca put her hands on his shoulders as she felt him invading her. His cock felt so good sliding into her depths, but at the same time she knew this was wrong. "Daddy, you shouldn't be doing this." She protested weakly even as she felt her pussy muscles tightening around him.

"Didn't you like daddy tonguing your hot pussy baby girl?" Ron asked as he continued to slowly press into her. He could feel her tightening around him and moaned hotly as he kissed her softly. 

"Ugh, oh daddy you're so big." Rebecca sighed as he continued to slowly fill her. She was beginning to wonder if he would ever reach bottom.

"That is nine inches of pure steel little girl." He growled as he leaned down and gently bit at her neck.

"Y...you shouldn't be fucking me daddy. You're my dad." She protested weakly even as she felt him bottom out inside her and start to slowly pull back out.

"You liked it when I was tonguing that hot pussy little girl." He said softly as he pulled out halfway then pressed into her once more.

"I... I didn't know it was you." She said softly even as she moaned hotly from his slow strokes. "Daddy, oh god daddy." She clung to his shoulders as he started sliding in and out of her with long, slow strokes.

"Just lay back and enjoy it sweetheart. We aren't hurting anyone. No one has to know." He pulled out halfway then suddenly slammed his hips forward impaling her once more.

Rebecca knew she should push him off of her. This was her father after all, but his cock felt so good slithering in and out of her and she was so hot, she figured what the hell. He was right, they weren't hurting anyone. Then she thought about her mother and froze. "D...daddy, what about mom?"

Ron started fucking her a bit faster and smiled as Rebecca started fucking back against him. "Relax honey, at this particular moment your mother is getting her own cunt filled by your brother's cock."

"A...Alex is fucking mom?" Rebecca asked stunned even as her hips lifted against her father's slow thrusts.

"Uh huh... Now shut up and enjoy the ride little girl." He growled locking his lips on hers and kissing her deeply as he sped up the power of his thrusts and pounded hard and fast into her willing hole.

Rebecca whimpered against his mouth as he brought her body to life. Her pussy was on fire and she was sure he was the only one who could put the fire out. She kissed him back with all the passion she felt in her body as she wrapped her arms up around his neck and matched his thrusts with ones of her own. "Daddy, oh god daddy, fuck me." She growled tearing her mouth away from his as she let out a loud squeal.

"That's it little girl, enjoy daddy's big dick." He panted fucking her harder and faster, drilling hard and deep inside her wet slit. "Fuck back against daddy, show me how much you love my big dick."

"I love it. I love it drilling deep inside me." She purred lifting her hips against his powerful strokes. "Ugh, oh god fuck me daddy, make me cum on your big dick."

Ron locked his arms on either side of her and pressed his upper body into her legs that were pressed against her chest. He drilled hard and fast into her, making the bed squeak in protest at his powerful thrusts. "Cum for me little girl, cum all over daddy's big dick. He repositioned just enough that when he pressed into her, he hit her clit.

"Ugh, oh god daddy, fuck meeeeeeeeee I'm cummminnnnngggg." She squealed as she slammed her hips up against him.

Ron growled as he felt her pussy tighten around his cock. "That's it little girl, cum all over daddy's big dick." He drilled into her harder than before looking for his own release; he felt his balls burning and knew it wouldn't be long before he was filling her with his juice.

Rebecca wrapped her arms up around his neck and pulled his lips to hers. "Oh daddy, you feel so good. Fuck me, make me cum again. I can feel it building again.

Ron slammed hard and fast into her making her squeal with each plunge. "Cum again baby girl, I don't think I can hold back much longer."

Rebecca reached down between their bodies and grasped her clit. She dug her nail into the small nub and screamed as she went flying over the edge once more. "Fill me up daddy, fill me up now, I'm cumminnngg again."

Ron slammed his hips forward and buried himself completely inside her as he let go. "Here it comes lover, take it, take all of daddy's hot juice."

Rebecca squealed as she felt his cum splashing against her insides. "Oh yes daddy, fill me up."

Ron collapsed against her and kissed her softly. "Welcome home baby girl."

Rebecca chuckled and kissed him softly. "Thank you daddy, I'm glad to be home."

Ron rolled over onto his back and pulled her into his arms. "Now go to sleep little one, it is late. We can talk tomorrow."

She curled up against his chest and nodded. "Yes daddy." Her pussy sang from the times he had made her cum and being warm next to his body she drifted off to sleep.

To be continued



A Family Affair Ch.01



In a way I could never imagine happening, I caught my wife Lynn cheating on me. With her sister's man Michael of all people. He was a bit of a loser, but her sister Emily loved him for some reason I could never understand. Now I knew the lack of appeal from the neck to the brain was offset by the view of what clothes always covered. But I'm getting ahead of myself here, let's go back to how this all started.

My sister Emily came by my house while my wife was out shopping. It was a bit of a surprise since she almost never came over.

"I can't lie Emily, it's good to see you, but what are you doing here?"

"Sorry Devon, I should have called first, I know. But this morning my laptop just freaked out and stopped working right. I'm on my way to work, so I decided to stop and ask if you had time to take a look."

"Sure, it's no problem. Can you tell me what's been different lately?"

"Well nothing really. Michael has been on it a lot lately, so I blame him. I have only been doing email and Facebook stalking."

"Ok, well it really could be anything. Do you want to wait and I can do it now, or do you have to run?"

"Don't rush on my part, I have to get to work, just give me a call when it's ready and I can come back by to get it."

With nothing better to do, I got on it after she left and found the problem right away. Spyware. Typical guy, not being savvy enough to cover up his porn surfing and not using 'private' mode.

After it was fixed, I decided to be nosy since I was bored. It took a whopping five minutes to find Michael's downloaded porn stash. Jackpot!

He was into mostly vanilla stuff, but somewhat into light bondage stuff too. Also it looked like he was into written porn! There were a few links to stories in a text document, and they all went to cuckold stories. Those never really 'did it' for me, so I didn't read them, just gave them a quick skim.

Then I saw a link to a geek site I frequent. This was odd since he wasn't a geek-type person, and from the URL name, it piqued my interest; of course I had to check it out.

The page described how to hide files in plain sight, and it was actually easy for a non-geek to remember. Naturally I started to look to find the super-private stash. Looking back now, maybe I shouldn't have...

As I uncovered the hidden collection, my mood soared because it showed both Michael and Emily. I didn't care to see him naked, but I was happy to see my SIL who had just been in my living room not two hours ago, and she was now naked in my kitchen. Well, at least on the screen. She looked better than I thought she would - her baggy clothes hid a LOT from the wondering eye.

But then my heart sank. Clicking the 'next' button showed my wife. Naked. With Michael's cock in her mouth. Looking closer, I saw it was in the same room her sister's pictures were taken in. Going through the list, I saw my dear Lynn in many poses, in their house and mine.

Then I felt horrible! My heart ached, and my stomach churned. I was no longer turned on in any way, I was sick. I was hurt. And I was pissed! For the first time in years, I could feel tears building up, threatening to fall at a moment's notice. 

Many images showed my naked wife with a mouthful of his cock. Then a dozen more of his cock filling every place she had to offer. Barely able to watch, I couldn't scroll through fast enough, hoping to get past seeing her cheating ass. It was too much for me though, I couldn't take anymore! Closing the laptop's lid, I had to walk away. 

About an hour later, Lynn came home from shopping. I couldn't even talk to her, I made an excuse about not feeling good and went out to the garage. On an impulse, I brought the laptop and the bottle of vodka on the end of the counter. There were a million things I wanted to say to her, to yell and scream, or throw our wedding picture at her feet. I was so conflicted and hurt, I just left before my emotions got out of control. 

An hour later, feeling relaxed somewhat by cleaning up the area, I was ready to finish going through the pictures. I'm sure the glasses of 80-proof medicine helped too. Steeling my mind, I approached the laptop with a total lack of emotion.

It only took a few minutes to scroll through the rest of the pictures of Michael sticking his cock into my wife. With a surprisingly objective eye, I saw now what had drawn Emily and my wife to him. He had a really thick cock. Not overly-long, just thick. He was also fairly well built, so he was probably able to get gymnastics done that I couldn't. Being 15 years younger than me was surely part of it too. Oh well. The only thing I had on him physically was my dick's length, and who knows if technique had any bearing on this? Or was I lacking there too? 

As I kept going through the pics, my wife was soon replaced by Emily again. I was actually surprised that there was response from me, I was emotionally beat. The raging hard-on I got from seeing her before was nowhere to be found.

I'm not sure why, but I wasn't surprised to see there was another girl's pictures!!! The first pics few were from the neck down, so I couldn't be sure who she was - then I saw her face. I just shook my head in resignation. After the mental roller coaster of seeing my wife with him, seeing him with Marie (the third sister) was not a big deal.

At least I had the ability to admit Marie had a nice body. Her clothes did her a lot of favors though. She was a lot better looking dressed! Still, that didn't stop me from looking. Reaching the end of the pictures, I leaned back and tried to sort things out my mind and figure out what to do. I had no clue...

At long last, I decided to just sleep on it; but not before taking a precaution. With a spare thumb drive, I copied over the entire folder to save for later. Why? I wasn't really sure, I just knew I needed to save them all. Surprising myself, I decided to leave the pictures there so Michael wouldn't know he had been found out. With a sad heart, I got the laptop ready to give back and gave Emily a call saying it was ready for her.

"Hey sis, it's me, just wanted to let you know your laptop is back to its normal happy state."

"Awesome! Thank you so much Devon, you're a life-saver! What was wrong? Was it Michael surfing porn or something?"

While I wanted to say more, I had no qualms getting him in trouble. Usually I try to save the guys some pain from their women over their porn habits, but not now! Not this guy.

"Yup, that was it. Luckily we got it in time and it didn't kill the while computer. It was not really all that bad. But don't tell him I said that, feel free to abuse him as you see fit, and make up anything you want."

Her voice darkened as she replied.

"Oh don't you worry, I sure will. Thank you for this, we have had problems lately, and this could help explain why."

Well, maybe the stuff I found would explain some too, I wasn't just ready yet to tell anyone. Especially over the phone.

Two weeks went by while I stewed over this, but I came to no resolution. After my mind couldn't come up with a good answer for anything, I decided to revisit the evidence on the thumb drive.

First, I went the easy route and looked through the document that had just web page links. The links for pictures and videos couldn't keep my interest for very long, I really wasn't in the mood to look at porn.

Can you believe it? I had no interest in looking at beautiful naked women! The most common response was 'she is cute' or 'decent body, but too fake'. And it was only in my head, not a twitch from down below. When I finally noticed this lack of response it bothered me, but I would address that later.

For a distraction, I loaded the links for the stories. 'Mental porn' is nice sometimes, but I never did like the cuckold stories. They always bugged me. However, for the sake of what I was doing now, I had to read them all.

My jaw clenched and my heart froze as I realized the theme of the first story. The cheating wife used frequent long shopping trips to get her freak on, and eventually set up a way for her hubby to walk in on the middle of a sexscapade. A cold chill hit me as I wondered if this discovery on the laptop was intentional!

With this in mind, I decided to pay a visit to Michael and Emily's house. It was Friday, so she was at work all day and he was 'out' somewhere, so I took my lunch break to go visit the house. It's nice being family and having a spare key!

After making sure the coast was clear, I let myself in and found the laptop in the kitchen. Within minutes, I had the hidden folder copying to my thumb drive where I could look closely later to see if there was new stuff from her latest 'shopping trips'. I was nervous about Michael catching me, so I was gone after about 15 minute. 

That evening, I told Lynn I was going to do some work in the garage. She hates the noise and the smell of oils, paint, grease, etc, so I knew she won't bother me. With my laptop and a 12-pack I was set for the night. What a fun start to the weekend. Yay.

The first thing I noticed was that there were a few new pictures of my wife. They were from two weeks ago. That explains her shopping trip on that fateful day, and why she came home without buying anything! (She said she was just 'browsing' to clear her mind. Ya sure.)

There were a few new ones of Marie as well, and from only a few days ago. That made sense since her hubby was out fishing all day Sunday.

To help organize things, I made three copies of all the pictures. Then I sorted one copy by date with a folder for each week. Another had a folder for each girl. The last had a folder for each type of pose/action.

Some beer-fueled brain churning and deep thinking followed, and it turns out he was less organized and smart than I have him credit for. Having two sisters on the side, and all three being clueless about it was apparently more luck than skill.

Reading the stories again that he had favorited, I got to scheming again. Surprisingly, the stories and pictures got my libido going. I guess the thoughts of revenge was my ticket to excitement now. If this was done right, this could be used to my advantage.

Lynn and I have been married almost 15 years, and our sex life had waned quite a bit, just like most couples married this long. She was clearly having more sex with Michael than with me, but hopefully he was just a quick fling. As much as I was hurt, I knew we had built up so much history and love, so I was really hesitant to throw it all away over another dick. As long as she quit cheating, that is. I wasn't a wimp like the guys in the stories Michael liked, I just knew it would be easier to make this all go away without me ending up in jail.

Marie's husband, James, was in the same boat I was, so I was really hoping I could get him to see things the same way. James is a really quiet, easy going guy, but he has a serious temper. This could easily end up badly, but involving him in my plan was worth a shot. I had to get to talk to him soon. Tomorrow. We were going to have to get a lot more beer though, this was going to be a long weekend!

The next morning, I invited James out for an overnight fishing trip. He wasn't crazy about the idea, since he had a lot of yardwork to do. I very strongly insisted that he go, saying it wasn't really about the fishing, we had a secret mission, and that he was sworn to secrecy. That got him hooked (pun intended), so around noon that day we left.

I was a bit hung over still, so he had to drive the two hours out to our spot. The whole drive he was pestering me about this mission, but I said nothing! We set up camp quickly, then got the boat on the water. We brought a case of beer with us in the cooler, the rest was waiting for us in the truck, along with my reason for this trip.

"OK dude, this is ENOUGH with the suspense already. This is killin me here man."

"Sorry to drag this out, I really am, but we needed to get away. And far enough away to make a quick return impossible."

"Umm, ok? Why, are you gonna kill me or something? You don't even like fishing, so why come all the way for that?"

"Sorry, I guess it did sound kinda bad. It's not that. Even though you like this crappy beer, it's not a killing offense."

"Good, that's a relief, I forgot my bulletproof vest at home today. So spill it, what's eating you up?"

Pausing to gather myself, I finally just spit it out.

"She's cheating on me. There. That's it, I said it. That was part one. Step two is that I wanted to hear your advice on my next move. The rest of the steps come later."

A silence answered me. After he didn't reply, I looked back at him and was shocked at the look on his face.

"Shit bro, I'm sorry. But she... But... Hell, I don't even know what to say."

He stopped the boat in a small cove and shut off the motor. The silence was suddenly deafening. He tossed me a beer, and we popped the tops before getting our poles set up.

"So, I have a confession as well."

Looking over at him in surprise, I raised my arms out to the side and looked at him, as if willing him to continue.

"I was hoping I was wrong, but I've seen a few odd things lately. Like you would say she's at the mall, but I would see her driving the other way on the other side of town. A few times, I've seen some marks on her skin that she didn't know were showing, and the next day I would see a cake of makeup covering that spot. I dunno, a few other things as well."

"But that doesn't mean anything really, could have been me, or a curling iron. Anything really."

He laughed, but there was no humor in it.

"Nice try, but you've told me that she doesn't go for the kinky stuff. And you have said you get laid about five times a year and it's always vanilla. And your reasoning is that she shuts you down and is never in the mood. Marie even told me to shut up when I said something to her a few times about Lynn having that 'freshly-fucked' look and smelling like sex - while you were at work. She kinda flipped out and I thought she was over-reacting. I had no proof, so I didn't say anything. Now I know better!"

"Well, thanks for telling me now though. Either way, I don't think it's been going on too long, but I was hoping to hear another guy's perspective, and hoping for an answer that isn't a simple 'divorce or murder' type of thing."

"Well that did cross my mind, but I guess you do deserve more options. But not just this second. More fishing, more beer, and we can get serious later. Don't wanna kill the whole day being pissed about this."

"Sounds fair. That will work."

For the next few hours, we did just that. We BS'd about everything. After a stretch of silence for about ten minutes, he asked for more info on the situation.

"Hey Devon, I just thought of something. Didn't you say that she has cheated before?"

"Well ya, but a long time ago. Since then, I've suspected more but there's no proof. She won't say anything. I know for a fact she has done inappropriate things with a few guys, bad as far as I know she hasn't fucked them."

"Do you think she will volunteer this info? Wait a sec - how do you know for sure this time?"

"I found some pictures a few weeks ago. The kind that are totally impossible to explain away. Will she talk? Maybe, but before I found the pictures I had no idea she was getting another dick. And here I was thinking she had standards. Hopefully it's just that she wanted a different dick for a while, and she would keep it quiet so we didn't lose all we had together."

"Ya that is a big thing to lose all you two have – for just a fling. But would Lynn dump you if all of this was reversed?"

That is something I had considered, and told him the quick version.

"Even though she talks big about alimony and child support, I think she would want to work through it. It really makes me wonder about some other times I was suspicious though. What about you? If you were in my shoes, what would you do?"

He reeled in his pole as he thought. Following his lead, I did too. For several minutes we packed up our gear in silence.

"It's hard to say. She has cheated on me at least once. Hell man, by this time in my life I kind of assume that no woman is ever faithful. But what would I do? Probably suck it up and move on. BUT, a huge part of sticking it out, is that she owes me big time. Good favors in bed. Anything else I can think of, and for a long time. I guess it would all depend on the circumstances."

That, I had not considered. Not really. But telling Lynn about what I had found is something that wasn't in my plan; at least not yet. Dammit, I may have to reconsider. Maybe.

"That's a good point. Actually I did have another plan but it's really convoluted, I will tell you more later. Basically I had thought of making it stop happening, but never telling her, just to see if she would spill the beans. If she 'owes me' in her mind, we will get the benefit of skipping all the arguments while leaving me the option of calling her out on it."

He just looked at me funny and shook his head.

"Your head works weird man."

"Trust me, it's worth a listen. I promise. I'm not doing it this way to be a wuss, I'm trying to limit collateral damage."

The ride back to camp was quiet as we both were lost in thought. We anchored the boat for faster access in the morning and went in to camp. After a simple dinner, we lit the required camp fire, then sat back in the camping chairs and contemplated the darkening sky. Of course, this required several more beers.

"So tell, Mr. Schemer, what is this big huge plan you have?"

"Well it involves a unicorn, jello, a stop sign, and a pound of 16-penny nails."

He looked at me cross-eyed over the fire in confusion.

"What the f..."

"Calm down man, just kidding! Geez. Ok, anyhow, I found pictures of her and this guy hidden on his girl's laptop. She brought it to me to fix, and I got curious and poked around. My 6th sense told me he was up to no good. I found pics of him with a couple different women, and I don't think they knew he was taking these pics."

He looked appropriately shocked and mumbled under his breath. I ignored it and continued.

"So I traced it down to Lynn's shopping trips where she doesn't buy anything. Also, he had some short stories from a website that does porn literature, and these stories covered that kind of stuff, and one was that exact scenario. The part that didn't happen in real life was them eventually screwing in front of her hubby."

"WHAT?!? People actually get off on that?"

"Yup, there's a kink for everything man. Anyhow, I determined that my finding the pictures wasn't a setup to live that out. She actually was going (ahem) shopping (ahem) this afternoon, but I don't think it's for milk and eggs. Probably sausage and cream."

He snorted before he could get his response out. 

"Dude, you're sick in the head. But that's why we get along right? I was thinking the same thing. Ok, anyhow. So you caught her. Now what are you going to do about it?"

"The Short Story: I will pretend to be anonymous somehow, threaten him with telling unless I can screw his girl. He sets her up for me a time or three, plus he stops fucking my wife, and I won't tell the other husband."

"The other husband? You sure you won't?"

"Of course I will, and maybe he can join me in the blackmail. Maybe four or six sessions with his woman? I don't know, it's a work in progress."

"Dude, you're evil. But you keep being vague. Who is this guy? Do I know him? What's he got that you don't?"

"You're gonna flip. It's Michael! Of the 'Emily and Michael' couple."

His fell forward in his chair as his jaw dropped in shock.

"Are you SERIOUS? Lynn is doing that piece of shit? Does he have a golden cock or something? Is he a porn star? Seriously? That is so not right."




A Family Affair Ch.01



"Trust me man, I know. I thought she had some standards, but that's crazy. That's what is bugging me - why Michael of all people?"

"On the plus side," he grinned suddenly, "Emily is a damn hottie! You would be a lucky man to get her in bed."

"Not sure why he's getting a piece from my wife though, there is no comparing those bodies. Those years of gravity and kids really kicked in. Don't get me wrong, she still looks good, but she doesn't match up to Emily. Ooh, hold up a sec, that reminds me..."

He sat in silence as I went and got my laptop and set it up. His eyes got big as nude pictures of just our sister filled the screen. As it went to one of Michael and Emily, I paused so he could see the guy better.

"So that is what has been going into my wife. He's got the body we used to, and a different cock, so maybe that's what she wanted."

"Maybe? Hard to say. He sure has a short and thick little guy though. Gonna be hard to screw Emily without her noticing the difference. And you never did say who the other husband is."

Almost answering him, I decided to distract him instead. Quickly I switched to another picture - one of my wife. I was nervous about showing her nude pictures to another guy, but it served my purpose. He shut up. For a minute anyway.

"Damn dude, she does have nice boobs! They sag a little, but not that bad. She doesn't look like what I pictured though."

I let him gaze for a moment, then went through a few more. He was liking the view, but I could see him getting nervous.

"Ok, stop for a second. Why would you..."

Knowing what was coming, I interrupted him.

"Now you see what I saw the other day and what freaked me out. With what we were talking about, and then seeing this, I'll ask again. What should I do? If you were in my shoes what would you do?"

He paused and shook his head.

"I don't think the pictures changed my mind. Our lives are similar - a long comfortable marriage, the kids, lots of shared good family, and all that. I don't know what I would do really. Maybe just getting it to stop, taking some payment, and letting it go. With some owed favors of course."

"Naturally. Ya I'm finding it hard to believe that wrecking our lives is worth it. Maybe that will change later, but for now I will play it by ear."

"And one more try," he started, "and stop interrupting me, why were you showing me your wife, and who is this other husband?"

By now he was looking worried, he was reading the signs the way I had meant him to. Answering with a sad face and a softly spoken 'sorry', I clicked to the next picture and handed him the laptop. His eyes bugged out as his wife's nude body stared back at him.

He closed the lid and tossed the machine onto the pack next to him, then jumped out of the chair and stalked off into the dark behind the truck.

I opened up the cooler and got us each a new beer, then opened up the laptop. Pulling up the saved stories, I left it there waiting for him to read. About ten minutes later he came back to the fire and stared into the coals as if they had an answer for him.

Without looking up James said "I was thinking it was Marie for the past hour, I just didn't want to believe it. Was she stopping me from me talking about your wife to distract me from herself? What the hell, man..."

"After the last time she cheated, I had issues trusting her. I had said if she did it again we were over. But dammit, I don't want to start all over again. But I don't want to go back on my word either."

"Look man, I'm sorry about all this. At least you heard it from me and it was easier on you than it was the way I found out."

"Ya there is that. Tell ya what man, this is all really sudden and everything, but I think I'm in on your plan, whatever it is."

"Ok, cool. I think. But it's half of a plan, really. I need some advice on some of it, and maybe more ideas as well. How much do you want to punish Marie, and in what ways?"

He sat lost in thought for a few minutes.

"I don't know yet, give me a while. You've had two weeks, I've had fifteen minutes."

"If you want, there are some of his favorite stories that I saved on the laptop. Give them a quick read, maybe it will help."

He nodded and picked it up, settling in while he started to read. I took care of the fire and getting more beers, and after about a half hour he popped his head up.

"So this sounds weird, but did you... Ummm... Did you like the pictures of my wife? OH WAIT A SEC! Hahahaha, dude, you totally jerked off to my wife's tits, didn't you?"

That caught me totally by surprise, and I coughed on my beer.

"Warn me next time dude! No, I didn't jerk off to them. She's got awesome tits and a nice ass, but I just couldn't. I barely got a chubby looking at the three women because I was still too pissed and hurt about it all to even think about jerking off. Why do you ask?"

"No reason" he smirked, dropping his head back to the screen, going silent again.

He handed the laptop back to me about ten minutes later, shaking his head in wonder.

"Man it's hard to read when you see double, but I think I got most of it. Got me a hell of an idea though....."

Opening the document I had of 'payback' ideas, I began writing down what he said. Some seemed boring, but some were deliciously erotic sounding. This could be fun! Soon enough though, we were slurring too much and called it a night. We went to the tent in silence and were sleeping before our heads hit the ground.

Our alarms went off at 5:00AM so we could go catch some breakfast. Last night's beer told the alarms where to shove it. Around 10am we staggered out of our sleeping bags and made a beeline for the urinal (aka: tree), then the coffee pot. It took an eternity to brew on the propane stove, so by the time we had the first cups of black gasoline in our hands, we were mostly awake.

He cleared his throat and was the first to talk. "Sooo, umm, please tell me that was all a bad dream last night, or you are pulling a seriously messed up prank on me."

"Wish I could say it was, but nope. It all really happened. We can check the laptop again if you want."

"Nope, no thanks. Not yet anyway. So you wanna go catch some fish?"

"Not really, I never was crazy about it. You know it was just a distraction anyway."

He nodded, "I know, but I'm not in the mood now either. Should we just pack up and go?"

The trip back wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. We talked about many things, and our wives were only part of it. We did take some time to revise our evil plot, even though we still had a week to start it.

The next weekend we went to a big birthday bash for some mutual friends, and it started looking like our plan might have the first hiccup. Emily and Michael were nowhere to be seen. Finally, about two hours after we got there, they showed up! We waited until they split up to socialize, then we got ready to strike. I signaled James to go into a dark bedroom and call out for Michael. I saw him look around confused, and someone pointed "I think it was that way?"

I followed a discrete three seconds later. It was just in time to see Michael step through the door to the darkened room. I heard the rustling of a struggle as I snuck in behind him.

Putting on a knit black mask like TV bank robbers wear (just in case), I stood by silently as the bag over Michael's head was straightened and James tightened the belt around his wrists. He was totally stuck, and only his panic had kept him from fighting back effectively.

James was stronger than me, and since I did decent voice imitations, James did the holding while I did the talking. I stood right behind James so Michael thought there was only one of us there.

In a voice that sounded similar to, but not exactly like, one of Michael's good friends, I brought him up to speed.

"Listen up dipshit. Can you hear me on? Just nod if you can. On then, listen good, I'm only saying this once tonight.

"I know about the wives you're fucking, and you can be damn sure Emily won't be very happy to hear about them."

A quick breath came from under his hood, followed by an "oh shit, no..." whisper.

"Oh yes, now shut up. If word of this gets out, Emily will dump your ass instantly, and you know it. You have no job and no family here, so you will be broke and homeless. Also, there will be some highly pissed off husbands who are likely to have a chat with you that may not end well. Are you still with me? Nod your head if you got that.

"Ok good. Now here is what will happen. You can keep screwing those slut wives if you want, for as long as you want, I don't care. What will happen though, is you will pay for my silence. Emily is kinda sexy, and I've always wanted to get a piece of her hot ass. So that's the price my silence will cost you – her body. Still with me?"

He started to struggle a bit and yelled out "You son of a....."

My reflex was to give him a quick jab in the kidney, and he sagged against the wall, suddenly very quiet. Maybe the kevlar gloves I got from the military surplus store helped a little?

"My my, you aren't a very good listener tonight aren't you? You started out so good too... Now listen up again - I will do anything I want to with her, and for the next two weeks I will have her twice a week, and after that, as long as you fuck any of those other women, I will have your girl once a week. Also, I may talk her into more if I want, but you won't know, and you can't stop it. Got all this? Nod your head if you do."

A slight up-down movement showed he got it, even if he didn't like it much.

"This is your one chance - you can quietly ask a question if you want."

Gasping for breath, and maybe a touch of pain, he whispered "How am I supposed to do that? She doesn't know anything about the other girls. Please don't kill me, please..."

"Oh, I won't kill you, but some other people may try for what you are doing with their women. I don't care how you do it, or what you promise, just have her ready for me."

Michael nodded his head vigorously. There might have been an 'ok' in there but I couldn't tell.

Leaning up close again, I whispered "One more thing. We start tonight, so get your a-game on stud. You will stand exactly where you are now, with the bag on your head, until I'm gone and you hear the bedroom door close. Any funny business will not be tolerated. First at 11PM, and then at 1AM, you will be in this exact same spot with the bag on your head. Your girl will be on the bed behind us, ready for my cock. You got that?"

He was nodding as I pulled away. I tapped James on his shoulder, and he let go with a punch of his own. I didn't see, but I could hear it hit, then the crumple as Michael hit the floor.

Before Michael could get the bag off of his head, we hurried out of the room, taking off our gloves and ski masks once we passed the door. No one noticed this display, so we casually made out way into the crowd.

It was only about 9:30 so we had some time to enjoy ourselves. We saw Emily wandering around, and I did kind of feel sorry for her, but I was sure that whatever she did was going to be of her own free will, she just wouldn't know exactly what was going on. That piece of shit boyfriend may have screwed my wife, but I wasn't going to pay it back by raping his girlfriend. That was too far, it wasn't her fault.

James and I had delayed deciding who would go first though, so we chatted in the kitchen over a drink.

"Just leave it to chance," I said, "let's just flip a coin."

"Nope, I already thought about this. You found out about all this, you told me in the best possible way, and the idea was yours. So there it is - you go first."

I was going to argue, but why? Instead, I had an idea that I thought was brilliant!

"Well thanks man, that's great of you. In return for being so gracious, check out this idea."

He suddenly looked worried. "Umm, you got 'that look' like when you're up to no good."

"Really man, it will be fine. Just listen. We are the same height, same build, we even have the same wanna-be goatee. We both know from the gym that we have about the same size junk too. Tonight we are even drinking the same thing..."

"Ok, just stop right there. Are you saying you want to swap wives tonight too?"

"No, no, not at all. I was just going to say that with her buzz, and being in the dark, Lynn won't know your cock from mine. I was thinking that you really like her boobs, so this will let you play with them, and get a bonus BJ too. I can get her somewhere dark and cozy, insisting on a quick BJ. While we are going in there, you and I change places. You know, for me to say thanks for being gracious about this. Besides, it's not like she is adverse to random cocks inside her."

He thought about it for a moment then nodded.

"Thanks man, that's really cool of you! Are you sure you want me to give her a load where your tongue may be later?"

"Whatever. She will instantly go brush, and alcohol kills germs, right? Just make sure to cum in her mouth. Lynn can't stand it, so that way she will run out right after you're done so you're free from being found out. She will get want to get cleaned up instantly."

"You're evil man. But thanks for that!"

With no time like the present, I went up to my wife and stood close, rubbing her ass.

"Hey sexy lady, I had a crazy idea. Remember earlier you said you owed me a kiss?"

"Of course baby, come here."

Lynn leaned over and quickly pecked me on the lips.

I smiled and shook my head slowly. Moving closer so that my dick was pressing against her thigh, I whispered in her ear.

"That's not what I meant babe. You know what happens when I've been drinking. The whiskey dick kicks in and I can't cum and drive you crazy."

She looked at me in shock over hearing that in a crowded room and whispered back.

"What's gotten into you? You're so dirty all of a sudden!"

"It's because you turn me on! I want your mouth now, and later tonight I'll return the favor."

She gasped at me, but there was a smile. She always did get worked up quick when she was drinking.

Pushing Lynn towards the back door, I caught James's eye and waved my head for him to follow. He started towards me, and just as we switched places on the dark back porch, he whispered to me "you get Marie too. In two minutes, in the bushes behind the garage."

I stopped in surprise, but watched him catch up to my wife as they went in the storage closet twenty feet away. It was barely light enough for me to see James grab my wife's hot ass before the closing door blocked them from my sight. Realizing time was short, I hurried behind the garage, getting there just seconds before his Marie did.

Her shadowy figure walked up to me and I took her by the shoulders and pushed down a little. She giggled and asked "In a little hurry are we? Well me too, make it quick, I gotta pee really bad."

Thanks to the alcohol blurring the differences between me and her husband, Marie noticed nothing odd as she swayed while bending over to help me finish unzipping my jeans. Her hands covered mine for a split second before her lips found my straining cock.

In spite of her attitude, I was actually getting close just from the mental stimulation. With my hands on the back of her head, she bobbed her head as her mouth swallowed my cock for the first time.

Wanting more to hold, I turned sideways a little. She must be used to this since the arm closest to me went behind her back, leaving room for my hand to sneak in and reach down her shirt.

This was the first time in more years than I can remember that I touched a partially bare breast other than my wife's! This thought was quickly lost as my fingers dipped under her bra and I fully grasped her breast. I could feel her nipple hardening up in my palm. For two or three minutes, I massaged her globes as she massaged my cock's head with the back of her throat.

This was too much for my brain to handle. My circuits were overloading. I grasped her head tightly and shoved my cock deep into her face and held on tight.

She knew it was time, and I could feel her start swallowing, waiting for me to give her my cum. My legs were shaking as I exploded into her hungry throat. I came so hard it almost hurt as the unseen ropes of cum reached out to her.

She swallowed noisily two or three times as I struggled to both stay upright and to not yell out in pleasure. One last hard blast left my body for the warm embrace of her mouth, then I was done.

We were both breathing hard as she stood back up. She only got halfway up, and as I could start to see better in the dark, I could see her breast half pulled from her shirt, still partially covered by my hand. She was also leaking a little bit of my cum from the side of her mouth.

She wiped it away with the back of her hand, and shook her hand to get rid of it. She giggled at me as she bending over again and gently kissed my shrinking cock. "Sorry Hun, I think I missed some. It might have got on your jeans. Hurry up and go wash it out so it doesn't spot."

Thankful for a quick way out, I put my slobbery limp cock away and hurried off. Just after I turned the corner, I saw the closet door open and my wife hurried out towards the house's back door. She didn't notice me and had a slightly queasy look on her face.

A second later James followed her out, adjusting his shirt. Without a pause, we walked in the house. We did a quick spot check, but our clothes were clear of gooey drip marks.

"Well all right," I exclaimed, "Our sluts did good! All clean, and we pulled off the swap with no problems."

"Sure did, all we have to do now is split up so the women don't find us together looking suspicious. Thanks by the way. Your wife has a very talented mouth."

Smiling, I replied "and thanks to you as well. And damn your wife's boobs feel as awesome as they look! Can't wait to see them in person."

Coming around the corner, I saw my wife coming out of the bathroom wiping her mouth. She gave me a sly grin and walked towards me shaking her head.

"So what brought that on, mister? And you were so fast too!"

"Not sure babe, but that was awesome! Thanks! And sorry about that at the end, it just all happened so fast, I... I don't know, but thanks!"

"Well trust me, you WILL make up for it later. Now I need a drink to chase away the mouthwash and spunk taste."

She gave me a peck on the cheek and walked away, just in time for me to see Marie go into the bathroom for the mouthwash treatment as well.

I saw Michael and Emily walking around a lot, but she never looked concerned in the least, even when I would talk with her. It seemed Emily had no idea yet what Michael (I mean me) had in mind for her. Just before midnight, I saw Michael wave her over and she went with a smile on her face. They disappeared into the back bedroom, and I got James's attention. It was game time.

The problem was, this was the first time in almost a month that I had any type of sexual encounter, and I was still in that 'happy zone' that guys dread. It's that moment when their sexual need has been sated and their testosterone is recovering. The moment where the men's and woman's brains work the closest. That's how I felt at that moment though.

At that moment, I realized what we were going to do to Emily. Time was running short, I had an appointment to keep. First though, I called James over and had a quick chat. It was short and fairly intense, but we quickly agreed on a potential new plan, but he said it was up to me since I was going in the room first. 

We both walked into the dark bedroom as we put our masks on. As expected, Michael was standing where we told him to be, and his hood was in place. I stood quietly as James led Michael out of the room across the hall, leaving me alone in the room with Emily. She was sitting on the bed wearing the same clothes I had seen earlier, and she had a pillowcase wrapped around her head, completely blocking her vision.




A Family Affair Ch.01



Once James closed the door, the only light was from the window, showing the dim lights from outside. I could see Emily only just enough to appreciate her curvy body. As she heard me lock the door, she stood up and said "Here I am master, how may I please you tonight?"

Changing my voice slightly, I simply said "Show me."

She paused for a moment at my cryptic command then pulled her shirt off and dropped it on the floor. 

"Is this good master?" 

"More please."

She reached back and unhooked her bra and dropped it on top of her shirt. My heart pounded as I walked closer to her, my eyes devouring her pert breasts as she stood topless before me. I had dreamed of this for a very long time, but I wanted more still. 

"Is this good master?" she asked again.

She had no hesitation and was not shy about her near nudity, she thought I was Michael, she had no way to know it was me, so there was no rational reason for her to be shy in front of her boyfriend.

Shaking my head to break eye contact, I could only whisper in response "Just a little more."

Pausing to tease, she grabbed her breasts and squeezed then together briefly before sliding her hands down to her hips. Over-doing it just a little, she wiggled her hips as she pushed her skirt and panties down her thighs.

To enjoy more of the show, I dropped to my knees barely two feet in front of her. She bent from the waist as she pushed her clothes down, stopping when they reached her knees. Her breasts were hanging in front of my face and I barely kept myself from reaching out to grab them. I meant to only look, not grope – at least not yet.

Emily stood up slowly and I was staring directly at her pussy which was right at eye level. Even in the dim light, I could see the moisture on her parted lips. She was easily as wet as I was hard. 

Even though I hadn't planned on it, in a flash I ripped off all my clothes, then got back on my knees, putting my face inches from her moist lips, and it was a massive effort to not pull her to me. Mentally, I thanked James for letting me use his wife earlier, if not for that I would be so wound up, I would have jumped Emily already. I may be shortly, but only if it was her idea. Damn my head! I was so conflicted. And so incredibly turned on! If I took her now, I would be worse than Michael, and I just couldn't do that.

She shook me from my mental ramblings by speaking again. "Master? Are you there? What would you like from me now?

If only I trusted myself to speak... It was all I could do to not jump to my feet and ravage this blindfolded nude beauty in front of me! Instead, I simply reached out and put my hands on top of her feet. She jumped slightly at the contact, but cooed softly as I began rubbing my hands around her feet, then her ankles, moving ever higher as I made sure to touch every square inch of her skin.

Pushing on the inside of her ankles, she responded to my hint and moved her feet about eighteen inches apart. Her pink folds opened more and my head swam in pleasure as her scent reached me. 

"Now do not move unless I tell you to. Understand?"

"Yes Master" she replied obediently. 

I knew I wanted to feel every part of her, but for some reason I still wanted her permission to touch the 'forbidden zones'. I must make her want me to. To demand I touch her. For her to beg me to.... To... To do anything and everything to her. 

As I reached her knees, I stroked back down her calves, and I planted small light kisses around her knees and lower thighs. Kissing and rubbing higher, my kisses grew bolder as I opened my lips some, letting my tongue flick out to touch her skin, leaving spots of saliva for me to blow on to make chilly spots. Dragging my wet lower lip across her thigh left a trail of goose bumps as the cold hit.

Emily's breathing got louder and deeper as I reached the top of her thigh, my tongue poking her thigh less than inch from her shaved pussy. Her scent was overpowering, I almost lost control when I leaned close to blow lightly across her soaking wet lips. I moved out to the side to kiss her hip as my hands stroked across her thighs, around behind her, then between her legs and up her inner thigh, stopping just short of her wetness.

Kissing across her lower stomach, I moved down her pubic zone, my tongue lightly sliding through the kinky growth of the 'landing patch' of hair. Her moan led me lower, but I stopped myself and moved back up. Her hands found my head and pushed me back down, but I took her hands and moved them to the sides, to hang loosely. I was scared for a second that my hair gave me away as not being her BF's, but she seemed to be beyond noticing.

My hands continued to climb higher after I resisted the urge to hold her ass cheeks, but they fought their way up to brush across the bottom of her breasts before going to her sides and around to her back. I stood up and carefully and stared at her beautiful nude form in front of me. Somehow the soft light made it even better, hiding her few blemishes, while enhancing her womanly curves.

My hands slid down my sister's shoulders to her upper chest, barely touching her skin as they rounded the full sides of her breasts. I leaned in for a kiss, ending in a quiet smack on her chest between her breasts, somehow my cheeks not making contact with her. Going much further than intended, I slid my whole hand under her breasts, almost fully cupping them, as I stared intently at them.

I needed a distraction before I lost control of myself. Her almost constant soft moans of pleasure were driving me crazy. I pulled my hands back and stepped away, but only to stand behind her. I needed to calm down before I went too far. I also remembered I needed to talk to her. Well, if I could! Before I moved away, I wanted one last teasing feel. 

Watching intently and memorizing the feelings, I traced my fingertips ever so softly across her breasts, touching everywhere except her nipples. She kept moving, trying to guide my touch, but I kept denying her, but not for long. Licking the tips of my middle fingers and thumbs, I reached up and touched only her nipples, squeezing them slightly between the moistened pads of my fingers.

Only staying there for half a second, I thought she may cum too soon if I stayed, so I stepped back and blew gently on her wet nubs. She let out a half moan, half scream of frustration. With a voice that almost sounded pained, she spoke through the pillowcase.

"Oh damn, I'm so close, please finish me Master. Please let me cum.... I'm begging you..."

Moving behind her I misjudged the distance in the dark and as I stepped to go around her, my cock put itself directly into the palm of her hand. It really was an accident, and when I tried to move away she held tight to my shaft. She started stroking me as she moaned louder. 

"Dammit Master, please let me have this! I need to cum so badly right now!"

"Shhhh," I replied, "not yet my Lady."

This was so damn hard to do, but I pulled her hand away as I stepped behind her. My cock was so hard now it almost hurt, and I swore I could hear every heartbeat in my ears, and my swollen cockhead was drawn to her, wanting the caress of her hand again.

Moving forward the last few inches, I felt my cock touch her ass, just grazing the skin of her cheeks. With a moan, her head rolled back in pleasure at our contact. She also took a half step back and my shaft slid under her, and our hips bucked together as it slid through her wetness, finally stopping when I felt it throbbing against her clit.

She broke her stance and reached back for my hips. I almost couldn't stop her, but I knew I must.

Before I lost the battle of our hormones, I stepped away to clear my head. Her hands were waving wildly searching for me, and I knew this was the time. Taking a deep breath, I caught the flailing hand nearest to me and held it in both of mine. She tried to pull me closer but I stood firm.

Not trusting my voice yet, I whispered "Not yet, there is something you need to know first."

Moving her hand to my face, I had her feel my goatee. Michael is clean-shaven, so I knew this would make her pause. I was wrong. She pulled my hand back before I could stop her, and suddenly my fingers were between her legs, three fingertips felt her soft moist center as she rocked her clit against my digits. Not wanting to stop her, I reluctantly pulled back again.

"Please, listen, you need to know. Wait a second."

She actually growled in frustration at me and brought her fingers back to her pussy. Actually sad at the frustration I would be causing, and mad at myself for denying my body her pleasures, I stepped forward to ruin our nights. 

With a quick tug, I pulled the pillowcase from her head and tossed it behind me, then reached up to cover her mouth to block the scream I knew was coming. Her hands were flying up in surprise, but once I saw in her eyes that she recognized me, her hands dropped. Directly onto my throbbing cock.

Instead of a scream, she licked my palm, then turned her head far enough to suck two of my fingers into her mouth. She matched her sucking with the stroking on my cock for about three seconds, then let my fingers go.

She stepped closer, our bodies touching from legs to chest, and she kissed me deeply. When we pulled apart, I was too shocked to speak. This was NOT how this was planned! She smiled and whispered to me "I'm so happy to see you, you have no idea how badly I wanted this to be you."

"What? How did you know I wasn't Michael?"

She chuckled and shook her head. "There is no way in hell he could do a tenth of that to me, I'm so glad he gave you to me. Now you have a job to finish, so get moving!"

With a push, she shoved me against the bed, and I fell backwards. As soon as my head hit the mattress, I felt her mouth on my cock. It had never really shrunk, but in our quick chat it seemed to have lost some of its rock-like hardness. That came back instantly as her velvet mouth encased me.

I let out a moan of disappointment as her warmth left me, but when she pulled me up, I got over it. The only thing she said was an intense whisper of "Fuck me NOW!"

I jumped up and pushed her down on the bed. Grabbing her ankles, I held them high as I put the tip of my cock against her opening. 

With an evil grin I asked "how come you can taste but I can't?"

Dropping to my knees, I no longer aimed to tease. I dove straight for her clit, sucking it into my mouth as my tongue attacked it. Sliding a hand under my chin, I shoved two fingers into her waiting pussy; she was so wet there is no resistance as they sank deep into her. My fingers curled up and I got lucky as they hit her gspot on the first try.

Her hips started bucking wildly in orgasmic bliss, and she clamped tightly to my fingers with her tunnel while her thighs locked my head in place. My tongue continued its attack, and when I looked up, I saw her arm in her mouth to muffle her screams. 

The moment her legs start to loosen their grip, I pulled away from her and stand up. Grabbing her thighs in my arms, I pulled her towards me. After a slight alignment, I see my cockhead rest against her opening spasming pussy, and I drove myself hard into her depths. 

A muffled 'oh fuck yes!' reached my ears, then I could barely hear anything as my eyes were rolling back in my head at the feeling I've denied us so long tonight. I know I can't last long now, so I pull back and thrust hard and fast, working my hips as fast as they can go. I can feel our bodies slamming together as she pushes back as hard as I give it to her.

She stops moving suddenly, arching her back into the mattress, screaming into her arm. Her breasts point to the ceiling, bouncing as my thrusts rock her body. My thrusting had pushed her a foot across the mattress, so I climb up and slid back into her. Falling forward to my elbows, I grabbed her breasts and sucked on alternating nipples while I continued thrusting into her.

She is no longer screaming, just moaning incoherently. Suddenly I know I'm at the end of my run, and with a few last deep thrusts, I push as deeply as I can, pulling down on her shoulders and pushing with my hips. My body spasms as I unleash the cum that has been building, waiting for her to want me inside of her. 

Hitting the maximum depth, and feeling my cock pulse inside of her, she tightens up again, cumming for me one last time, with barely a whimper available to announce it. 

After laying on her, totally spent, for maybe an hour or two minutes, I couldn't tell, we finally get our breath back. My shrunken cock is still inside of her, and her legs locked around my back stop me as I try to move away. 

"Thank you," she whispers in my ear, "that was one of the most amazing fucks I have ever had."

"No, thank you," I reply, "you have no idea how much I wanted this to happen."

"Mmmm, me too babe, me too."

"Not to spoil the moment, but why were you hoping it was me?"

She waited a moment before replying, and I got a little worried.

"It sounds weird, but Michael has this fantasy where he makes me cheat on him, where I have to have sex with another guy in front of him. I thought it was all talk, but when you made me start undressing, I knew it was different, and he had chosen another man to fuck me. Now that I think of it, where is he? I thought he wanted to watch. I didn't want to have sex with some stranger, and you were actually the one I was hoping for, I knew you would be good to me."

This threw my brain into a loop, but I would process it all later. This wouldn't help the mass of confusion running through my mind. Then I wondered how James would react to this. Arrrgh! But we had to get a move on...

"Wow. It does sound weird, but don't worry about that just now. You have no idea. We can talk about it tomorrow. We don't have much time right now, and we can answer all your questions tomorrow. But I need to let you know he is going to do this to you again in about an hour."

"What? Seriously? And how do you know? And does Lynn know? How is she OK with you sleeping with her sister?"

"Don't worry, just take my word for it. It won't be me, but I won't spoil the surprise for you. Don't ask anything, just let it happen. And later, don't tell Michael you knew who it was, either time. Say you were masked the whole time, ok? And about my Lynn... It's a long story, and I will tell tomorrow."

She nodded, and we got dressed in silence. She walked me to the door, but before she unlocked it, I gave her a quick kiss on the lips and a playful swat on her ass. I closed the door and made a beeline to the bathroom to clean up. My wife wouldn't appreciate me smelling and tasting like pussy. Then I would have to find James and tell him of this interesting update.



The Taylor Family Affair Ch. 01



The midday sun shown through the kitchen window and bathed the large room in a brilliant light. Aria Taylor was cleaning the stovetop in the middle island as her son sat at the counter, working on his laptop and eating a sandwich. She wore shorts and a plain white tank top underneath one of her husband's old button up shirts. The sleeves were rolled up half way her arms and it was completely unbuttoned. Her brown hair fell over her shoulders as she moved around the kitchen and her exposed skin suggested she spent time out in the sun.

Aria suddenly stopped wiping the stove while giggling and held up the towel, "You would think that even a week later I would have gotten all of the sprinkles that we spilled while decorating your birthday cake."

Kyle laughed, "Sorry mom, I didn't think they went into the stove. Don't worry, next year for me and Kimmy's nineteenth birthday I won't make you use sprinkles."

"I appreciate that baby," she said with a smile, looking into his brown eyes and ruffling his short brown hair. "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your studies; I just thought it was too funny that after all this time we're still finding those sprinkles."

"It's alright mom, I'm almost done anyways," Kyle said as he went back to concentrating on the work on his laptop's screen but would catch himself staring at his mother every now and then. He would longingly stare at her soft curves, her wide hips and bountiful ass cheeks beckoned him every time she bent over. Kyle shook his head, trying to clear the thought out of his mind. This was his mother after all and it wasn't right for him to think that she was a MILF. He watched her spin around to go to the sink to rinse out her sponge and the deep cleavage of her large breasts sent his head spinning. Kyle felt himself get hard in his own shorts. The blood rushed to his cock and made it grow stiff. He tried to refocus on his laptop, deeming himself a shameful person for the thoughts he had. It was then that he noticed his shorts were quite tight and as he glanced down at his lap, he tried to will his raging cock to soften.

Images of a busty brunette woman sucking the dick of a young man flashed in his mind. It came from a video file that a friend of his had sent him and the fact that it dealt with the taboo subject of incest didn't faze him, he just knew that what he saw was hot. In the video the young man was being blown by his mother while his sister rubbed her engorged clit against his mouth, rubbing her juices against his face. 

Kyle had never thought about having sex with his own mother until he first laid eyes on that video but he had begun to think about it often. He would often think of her curvaceous body, her large natural breasts, and her soft ass. The thought of his sister crossed his mind often as well, and he would masturbate to the thought of fucking her. He loved his sister and was very protective of her and would do anything for her, but he began to notice how her body had changed from a girl to that of a woman's. He noticed how her breasts had grown, though not quite as large as their mother's but still big enough to grab the attention of any man passing her. He also noticed how her hips had widened and how she began to dress more provocatively. 

Kyle couldn't take it anymore and shut his laptop suddenly, grabbing it and his sandwich. He saw his mother jump at the sudden movement. "Sorry mom, just getting frustrated with this stupid work. I'm going to watch TV in my room," he stammered.

"Alright honey," Aria said, smiling at him.

Kyle ran to his room, wondering what the smile meant. Had she seen how tight his pants had become or was it simply a motherly smile. At this very moment he didn't care, he just knew he had to take care of hard throbbing cock. He threw his laptop on his bed and closed to door quickly but quietly. He grabbed a few sheets of tissue out of a box from his desk and quickly pulled his shorts and boxers off. He grabbed hold of his large cock with one hand and opened his laptop with the other. He quickly browsed through some folders and found the porn videos he kept in a hidden folder. Kyle double clicked on a file and within a couple of seconds the video that had been playing in his head was now on his screen. He clicked on the playback bar to a specific time index that he had memorized and began to stroke his cock. He loved imagining it was him who was getting the attention from his mother and sister as he pumped his fist up and down his shaft.

He lost himself in the world that he was in, imagining his own mother sucking him off while his sister was rubbing her soaking wet pussy against his mouth. He could feel his cock throb and knew that he would be coming soon but was suddenly snapped back to reality when he heard the latch on his door click. Kyle quickly shut his laptop and grabbed his blankets, throwing them over his lap. He could feel his face turn beet red as he saw his sister standing there, staring at him. 

"Hi Kyle, I hope you don't mind that I was watching," she said licking her lips. Kimberly had always thought her brother was a good looking man and had often fantasized about finding him like this. She stepped forward and closed the door behind her, quietly locking it.

"Uh look Kimmy; this isn't what you think it is," he said, eyeing her soft curves. She wore a light tank top over a pair of her tight gym shorts and her long brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail.

"It looks like you're jerking off to a porn movie," she said walking over to his bed. She reached over and opened his laptop up, smiling as the screen flickered back on. She clicked play and smiled as the image came back to life. The look on her face changed when she heard the "mother" tell her son to lick her sister's pussy harder. "So you want to lick your dear sister's pussy huh?"

"I uh, well," he stammered, clutching the blankets tighter around him. He had gone limp the second he saw his sister standing there, but could feel his cock getting hard once again. He felt his heart pound in his chest and his cock throb even harder, almost begging to be uncovered. "I'm sorry, I swear I never meant for you to see, or find out."

"Oh please, you and I both know you wanted me to find you like this, and it's quite alright. I always loved how hard your body was, watching you swim while I worked on my tan. Damn brother you are so hot," she said, helping him with his shirt off. Kimberly licked her lips before continuing in a more hushed tone, "I've often wondered what it would be like to make love to you. I've fucked myself silly at night, wondering what your cock would feel like inside my pussy."

Kyle swallowed hard, looking back at his monitor and seeing the man spew his cum over his "mother and sister's" tits. He looked back at his sister and noted how her body had the same familiar curves as their mother. He could see her hard nipples poking through her shirt and suddenly realized she wasn't wearing a bra. He had often thought about bringing up the subject of his lust for her, the idea of making love to her but had never gathered the courage, and here she was, practically begging him. The idea of coming all over his sister's tits flashed in his brain, and he nearly jumped her, but something was holding him back. "I, uh, I would but I can't."

Kimberly stared at him in confusion, "You can't?"

Kyle looked away from his sister, "No I can't. It doesn't matter what our feelings are we can't have sex. We're siblings and it's just wrong."

"Listen Kyle, it's not like we're trying to have kids, in which case I would totally agree with you. I'm talking about being able to have sex and be with someone completely safe."

Kyle shot a quick look back at Kimberly before looking away again, "I still can't. Even if you say it's ok."

"What else is bothering you Kyle?"

"I'm still a virgin." He looked away from her, unable to look into her big brown eyes as heexpected a laugh from his her, for her to mock him. He was surprised at the look on her face which was full of caring and compassion.

She sat down on the bed next to him and placed her hand on his. "Dear brother, don't be ashamed of that. Though I will admit I am surprised, I thought you and Ashley had sex."

"She and I fooled around but that's about it. I honestly think we're going to break up."

"Oh Kyle, I'm sorry. I didn't know," she said, wrapping her arms around him and hugging him.

"I need to confess something to you as well then Kyle. I'm a virgin as well."

"You are? I thought you and Seth had sex!"

"That's what he told everyone. We fooled around and he fingered me while I stroked him. I even sucked him off a little but he didn't want to return the favor and we got into a fight saying a real man doesn't do that or some such crap. I don't know why but I never thought about telling people otherwise. Maybe because if they knew what really happened they'd think there was something wrong with me."

"I knew I should have kicked his ass when he dumped you!" The anger began to well up inside of him and he balled his fists, ready for a confrontation.

"Easy Kyle, please don't do anything. I beg you. Besides I want you to be happy." Kimberly leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, loving how he was ready to defend her at all times. She wrapped both arms around him tightly and hugged him, pressing her body against his.

Kyle's mind was flush with a sudden burst of lust as he felt her nipples press against his chest. As he felt Kimberly pull away he stared into her deep brown eyes. The hand that he had been using to hold his blanket in place was now on her thigh. He was gently stroking her silky smooth skin with his thumb and it was in that moment that he knew he wanted to make love to his sister. He wanted her to take his virginity; he just didn't know what to do or how to proceed. Thankfully being twins, he knew his sister could read his thoughts.

Kimberly stared back at him, their gaze focused and unblinking. She could sense his nervousness but felt his hand on her thigh. She was glad she had worn her shorts, exposing her flesh to his touch. She felt her own desire build, replacing her own fear and nervousness. She wanted him inside her, but knew she had to be gentle. She leaned in slowly as she didn't want to startle her brother and lightly kissed him. Kimberly felt their lips press together lightly, barely touching. She felt her pussy tingle when she felt him kiss her back. Her lips opened as her tongue pressed forward, licking his lips first before she felt his own lips open, inviting her in.

His hands lightly gripped Kimberly's waist as he felt her warm passionate kiss. He readjusted his own body to a more upright sitting position and pulled her on top of his lap, her legs spreading to straddle him. He reached down and gripped her soft ass cheeks, loving how they molded themselves to his hands. Kyle felt his cock jump as he felt his sister press her body against his.

She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him harder, feeling him accept her advances. She pressed her body against his, loving how her soft flesh pressed against his hard toned muscles. Her tongue dueled with his as she began to grind her hips against him. She almost lost herself in the moment before stopping herself. She noticed that he was beginning to tense up from her grinding and instantly knew if she kept it up, he would shoot his cum all over the blankets that covered him up. She didn't want him to waste it so she stopped. Kimberly wanted all of his hot manhood for herself so she pulled herself off of him. She looked at her brother and noticed how his breathing was heavy and shallow. "Dear brother, please let me make love to you? Will you let me have your virginity and your hot seed?"

Kyle simply nodded. He had never experienced such feelings before. Sure he had made out with his girlfriend but she had never made him feel like this. He knew he was safe with his sister, he knew she would take care of him and that they had an unwavering love for each other already. They had always been close, much closer than most siblings and in his mind, it felt completely natural to want to be with Kimberly. They had a connection that went far deeper than just being siblings and Kyle wanted to experience just how far that connection went. "Make love to me Kimmy, now!"

She loved how demanding he sounded, and slowly pulled back the blanket that covered him. She let out a gasp when she finally exposed his manhood. Her pussy suddenly moistened and she licked her lips involuntarily at the sight of his length. She guessed that he was a good seven and a half inches long and was quite thick. She saw the amount of clear juice that covered the tip of his cock and knew that it wouldn't take much to make him cum. "Oh Kyle, if I knew you were hiding this monster inside of your swim trunks, I would have fucked you sooner!"

"Wait sis, maybe we shouldn't do this, I mean mom is still home and she'd kill us if she found out."

"Don't worry, she's still downstairs in the kitchen and I locked your door. Besides, as long as we're quiet no one will hear us, and even if she did find out she really can't do anything. We're both over eighteen. Well over by a couple of weeks but still, which makes us consenting adults. You still want this don't you my dear sweet brother?" 

Kyle swallowed hard, the thoughts of what was happening racing through his head. He couldn't deny what he wanted any longer and nodded his head softly, "I do."

She reached out and gently wrapped her fingers around his length, feeling him jump slightly at her touch. With her other hand she pushed her way under her shorts to finger her pussy. With how wet she was she easily pushed two fingers deep inside her and let out a slight moan as she did so. She began to stroke her brother's cock slowly, loving the look of pure bliss on his face. Kimberly suddenly felt very greedy and wanted to taste his cum, to feel it splash on the back of her throat so she pulled her hand out from he shorts and gently grabbed his scrotum. She bent over and kissed the very tip of her brother's cock, tasting his clear juice. Her desire took hold of her and she opened her lips and sucked him into her mouth. She could only go down about half way before he hit the back of her throat. She began to bob up and down on him slowly at first, to let him get used to the sensations, and then quickened her pace. She needed to taste him and sucked so hard that her cheeks hollowed. Her hands continued to stroke his shaft and cup his balls. 

"Oh fuck sis, I'm going to cum! You feel so fucking good," Kyle hissed. His whole body began to tense as he could feel his orgasm build up, the sensations intensifying. What he was experiencing was so much more powerful than anything he had felt before. He loved the feeling of jerking off and shooting his cum, but that paled in comparison to the feelings that were racking his body and mind at this moment in time. The fact that it was his own beautiful sister sucking him was just too much for him and he instinctively grabbed his sister's hair, pushing her down onto his cock.

Kimberly moaned as she felt him push himself deeper into her mouth and fought back the gagging instinct as the tip of cock hit the back of her throat. She felt his cock suddenly get harder and twitch as his whole body stiffened and her mouth was flooded by several shots of thick white cum. She did her best to swallow it all but it was too much and some of leaked out around his shaft. She loved the feeling of her brother's body convulsing underneath her, enjoying the fact that she was responsible for his orgasm. Her mouth released his now softening cock and she lapped up what had escaped her mouth the first time. She loved the salty sweet taste and eagerly swallowed every last drop. Kimberly leaned back and smiled in rapt satisfaction at what she had done. "I have to admit that the first time I've ever swallowed cum, and I can definitely say it won't be my last. You taste so damn good Kyle, though now I need to feel you inside my dripping wet pussy. I need to feel you fill me up!"

Kyle's sister jumped suddenly as she looked at the clock on his wall. "Shit, I forgot mom said she was taking me shopping this afternoon and I've got fifteen minutes to get ready! Sorry Kyle but we'll both have to take a rain check on that fuck. I promise I'll have you inside me, and don't worry, I won't tell mom that you want to make love to her too." 

Kyle watched as she got up and left, quietly closing the door behind her, leaving him a confusing mix of frustration and satisfaction. He threw himself back on the bed and closed his eyes, replaying what just happened in his mind, wondering if it had really happened or if it had been a dream. After some time he heard the front door open then close as his sister and mother left. He got up and walked out of his room and stopped at the linen closet, grabbing a towel before going into the bathroom that he shared with his sister. He was going to need a long cold shower to calm himself down.

***

Kyle was sitting on the couch with a football game on when his mother and sister came walking in the front door. He turned around just in time to catch a shopping bag that had been wadded up and thrown at him by his sister. He opened it and smiled broadly when he saw it was a new cap for his favorite football team. "Thanks mom," he said, beaming as he tried to new hat on.

"Don't thank me honey, your sister bought it for you," Aria said, patting his head as she walked by with an arm full of bags. 

"Yea, you're welcome bro," Kimberly said, winking as she walked passed him. 

"Uh, thanks Kimmy!"

"Sure thing, see I told you I loved you!"

Aria came walking back out of the kitchen, "Alright kids, be good and please don't burn down the house. I'll be out at the shop for at least four or five hours, though I think I'll still be home before your father. Don't forget what I told you about dinner alright Kimmy?"

"Sure thing mom, don't work too hard tonight," Kimberly said, hugging her mom.

As Aria let go of her daughter she turned to Kyle, "Come here and give your mother a hug goodbye."

Kyle got up and wrapped his arms around her, feeling her soft body mold to his. He kissed her on the cheek before saying, "Bye mom, I love you."

"I love you too sweetheart." Aria let go of him and turned towards to the door. She grabbed her purse and keys and walked out the door, closing it lightly behind her.

Kyle heard her car start up, the throaty exhaust note fading away as she drove off. He went back to concentrating on the game that was on the television. He startled when his sister jumped on the coach next to him, snuggling up to him. "Hey Kimmy, want to watch the game with me, we're up by ten points so far and it's only the second quarter."

"Of course!" Kimberly said, getting even more comfortable and resting her head on her brother's shoulder. She pulled her legs up onto the couch and sighed contentedly. She loved the feeling of being close to Kyle, something she would do often, but after what happened earlier in the afternoon, she felt even closer and happier by his side. She noted with a smile that he didn't pull away from her and even put his arm around her shoulder, his thumb lightly stroking her bare arm. She tilted her head up ever so slightly and asked, "Kyle?"

Kyle looked down at his sister noting the softness and concern in her tone, "What is it Kimmy?"

"I'm really sorry if I pushed you into doing something you didn't want to do or if I made you feel uncomfortable. You know I love you unconditionally, not just because you're my brother but because of everything you do for me."

"I know sis. I'll admit, I was shocked and confused," he stated quietly. He swallowed hard before continuing, trying to find the right words, "I must admit, I've always thought you were not just hot, but also extremely beautiful and often wondered what it would be like to make love to you. That movie on my laptop made me think about you, and mom. I think you're both gorgeous."




The Taylor Family Affair Ch. 01



"Mom certainly still has a great figure after all this time, but you really think I'm beautiful?"

"I do. I've watched you while you were sunbathing and it's no wonder I'm always fighting guys off at school."

"So you've been watching me while I've watched you as you swam huh? Wait you've what?"

"Yea, almost weekly there's some asshole who says that he wants to fuck you, or take you out back and make you a real woman, or some other bullshit."

Kimberly looked at him lovingly, she was learning more about her brother and it was making her not just love her brother, but fall in love with him. She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.

Kyle turned to face his sister and leaned down, letting their lips touch, kissing her, softly at first then more passionately. After kissing for nearly a minute he pulled back, "I love you Kimberly, perhaps in ways that I shouldn't, but I will always protect you, and I will always be yours."

Kimberly looked into his eyes deeply, "I love you too Kyle." She pulled herself up and lifted a leg over his lap, straddling him on the couch. She put her arms around his neck and held him close, looking down at him. "My dear brother, please make love to me, make me a real woman."

"Oh how I want to, but how can I make you a real woman when I'm still a virgin; I'm not a real man."

"I beg to differ, you're more of a real man than most guys twice your age that I know," she said before leaning down and kissing him. She pressed her tongue forward and got excited when she felt his lips open invitingly. She grabbed the hair on the back of his head as she kissed him hard as her hips started to grind against his lap. She could feel him hardening underneath her which got her own juices flowing.

Kyle pulled back suddenly and said, "Wait, I don't have any condoms. We can't chance you getting pregnant."

"Don't worry about that, mom got me the pill."

"Wait she did what?" Kyle couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Yea she started getting me the pill as a backup to using condoms. She bought it all for me when she learned I was thinking about going all the way. Mom and I often talk about sex and what it's like and she wanted me to be protected. She knows more about me than you might think," Kimberly chuckled.

Kyle laughed and suddenly flipped her off of himself before grabbing her hand and practically dragged her to his room. He threw open the door and led her inside before slamming his door shut and locking it.

"Why did you lock it?" Kimberly asked, laughing at the notion. "Mom won't be home for at least four hours."

"Call it habit," Kyle chuckled as he took off his shirt. He threw it on the floor before wrapping his arms around Kimberly to kiss her. His pants suddenly tightened as he felt her hand begin to stroke him through his sweatpants. He pushed her down onto his bed and grabbed hold of her shorts and her panties and quickly pulled them off. He threw them over his head and quickly spread Kimberly's legs, exposing her now wet pussy to him. He breathed in her scent and it was intoxicating. Now he understood why in every porn film he ever watched, eating pussy always seemed to be the first priority. Kyle suddenly remembered the words Kimberly had said earlier about Seth not wanting to make love to her pussy and was confused as to why he wouldn't want to, the scent alone was intoxicating. He kissed her lips and tasted her juices, causing her to breathe sharply. As if a primal force had been suddenly awakened inside of him, he began to lap at her juices, licking her lips and flicking her now engorged clit with his tongue with a passion he never knew existed inside of him. Kyle kept at it and loved feeling his sister twitch under his movements, loving the fact that he was giving his sister such pleasure. He was forced deeper between her legs as he felt them cross behind his head, pushing him deeper. 

Kimberly grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down, forcing his mouth onto her pussy as she pushed forward with her hips. She felt her orgasm wash over her body and she screamed out, "Oh fuck yes Kyle I'm cumming!" 

Kyle held onto her hips as his face was pushed hard into her pussy. He couldn't breathe yet he eagerly lapped up the sudden flood of juices that came rushing out of her moist lips. He moaned into her as he swallowed every last drop of her. As he felt her legs loosen and her hands let go, he pulled himself up to lay next to her and held her close. He looked at her face and instead of seeing a smile he saw that she was crying. He instantly thought he had done something wrong, "What is it sis? Did I hurt you? Oh jeez I am so sorry!"

Kimberly chuckled through the tears, "No you didn't hurt me. That just felt so good and I got so wrapped up in the sensations I just started crying in pure joy. My goodness brother I have never cum like that before." She buried her face into the crook of his neck and held on to him as the final ripples of her orgasm washed over her. She felt safe in his arms, as if nothing could happen to her. After a few seconds she leaned up and kissed him softly, tasting her own juices on his lips and it turned her on. She sat up and pulled her own shirt off before swiftly taking her bra off. 

Kyle heard her gasp slightly when he suddenly sat up and sucked on a nipple, feeling it harden in his mouth. He switched to her other nipple and sucked on that one for a bit causing that one to harden as well before pulling back and taking his own sweatpants and boxers off. He stood before his sister, just as nude as she was and it didn't feel weird. In fact it felt completely natural.

She loved how hard he was and she couldn't wait to feel him inside of her, but first she wanted a second taste of his manhood. She got on all fours and crawled to the end of the bed and sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth. She loved the feeling of him harden even more as she did so. He tasted so good that she almost didn't want to stop, but she wanted him inside of her, and more importantly, she wanted him to shoot his cum deep inside of her. Kimberly suddenly pulled back and lay on her back, spreading her legs and exposing her wet pussy to him. "I need you inside of me, but please go slow; none of my toys are nearly as big as you are baby."

Kyle grabbed his hard cock and stepped forward, feeling the tip of his cock touch her lips. He rubbed the tip of it in her juices to lube his cock up and then pressed the tip forward, feeling her lips spread for him. He went slowly, feeling her inner walls stretch to accommodate him, listening to her gasps and moans, pushing forward ever so slowly so as not to hurt his sister. He may not have ever had sex but he had done a lot of reading online and knew that the first time needed to be taken slowly. He paid attention to her breathing, watching her breasts rise and fall with each breathe, some sharper than others and listened to the noises she made. He would push unless she whimpered in which case he would stop for a few seconds, and then push in some more.

After several minutes, he was deep inside her, his hips touching her inner thighs and he just stayed there. The sensations he was feeling were beyond words as he leaned forward and lay his head down on the bed next to hers. He kissed her ever so lightly, just enjoying the feeling of being so close to his sister. He felt her arms wrap themselves around him, holding him close. After nearly a full minute of just laying there he slowly began to pull out, just an inch or so before pushing back in. Kyle kissed Kimberly's neck before lightly biting the soft skin, causing her to yelp. He didn't know why he did it, but it felt right. He pulled his upper body away from hers and placed his hands on her hips, holding her tight as his strokes got longer. When he got to the point where he was leaving the tip of his cock inside of her he began to push back in harder, and faster. Each stroke quickened in pace and with more force.

Kimberly began to moan loudly as her pussy was stretched to the limit each time she felt him push forward. The feeling was incredible and she loved how his cock filled her much more satisfactorily than her dildo's. She wrapped her legs behind him lightly and helped him push forward with each thrust. 

"Oh fuck Kimmy, I can't last much longer, I'm going to cum!"

"Do it Kyle, cum deep inside my wet pussy, fill me up with your seed," she hissed. She clenched her pelvic muscles tightly around him when she felt his body suddenly tighten, knowing that at any second he would orgasm deep inside her. She tightened the grip around his waist with her legs and held him inside while squeezing her pussy around him, grinding her hips around him.

"Oh fuck Kimmy, I'm cumming!" Kyle felt his whole body go tense and his cock suddenly jerk before shooting his load deep inside his sister's pussy. His cock spurted several times, filling her pussy to capacity with his hot sticky cum.

"Oh God Kyle, that feels so good! Come here baby," she beckoned with open arms. She reveled in the feeling of his cock twitch inside her. She wrapped her arms around him as he lay next to her and felt him nuzzle her neck. Kimberly held him close as she felt his body slowly calm down from his orgasm and could feel his cock slowly become soft.

"I'm sorry sis, I'm so sorry," Kyle said softly.

"What for," she asked, turning her head with a look of concern.

"I was hoping I could last longer, but it felt so good that I just couldn't."

"Oh Kyle, its ok, it was your first time, our first time. If it makes you feel any better it felt terrific, seriously. I have never felt so good before."

"Really?" Kyle couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Kimberly hugged her brother tightly, "Oh yes dear brother." She held him close as they lay there for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's company and closeness. "Don't worry about how long you last, I know that will just get longer each time as you get used to the feelings. Though right now I think we should take a shower and then eat dinner, I'm starving."

"Though in the interests of conserving water we should probably shower together," Kyle said laughing. His laughter was infectious and soon Kimberly was joining in. They practically ran to the bathroom where they quickly turned on the water before getting in. The shower was large for a single person, but it was a bit tighter with both of them which meant their bodies rubbed against each other often, getting them both aroused. They made love to each other in the shower, spending more time exploring each other's bodies as the water cascaded over them. Kimberly sucked her brother's cock while her hands explored his tight lean body before taking him deep inside of her again. Kyle pushed her up against the wall and plowed himself deep into her pussy, pounding into her so hard he made her cry out in ecstasy before exploding and shooting his hot cum deep inside her again. They kissed passionately for awhile as their hands caressed each others bodies before realizing that they had been in the shower for nearly an hour, causing them to explode in yet another fit of laughter.

"I think we should get out and get dinner, mom will be home soon," Kimberly said, containing her laughter with some difficulty. They got out and as they dried each other off, she saw him begin to harden once again. "Damn bro, again? Too bad you have to put it in your pants."

Kyle laughed, "Sorry sis, but you're just so damned hot that I can't help myself."

Kimberly kissed the tip of his cock before throwing the towel in his face and running out of the bathroom to her room, laughing once again.

Kyle ran after her, enjoying the view of her breasts swaying and her ass cheeks jiggling. He grabbed her from behind and pressed his cock against her while kissing her neck. 

Kimberly pushed him away, "Go on silly, get dressed otherwise mom will catch us fucking!"

"Oh alright," Kyle said, turning around reluctantly. He sauntered off to his room where he threw on some sweatpants and a faded old shirt, thinking about how far he and his sister had gone today before going into the kitchen where he saw his sister in the fridge. He saw that her ass was barely contained in a pair of pajama pants and smacked one of her cheeks, causing her to yelp.

Together they made dinner and ate at the kitchen counter, enjoying the food that their mother had picked. After they finished they cleaned and dried the dishes before retiring to the couch where they turned the television on. Kyle sat on corner of the couch and Kimberly snuggled up to him, as she had done many a time before.

"Hi kids," Aria said, causing both Kyle and Kimberly to jump a little.  "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you. Get too caught up in the movie?" She leaned down and hugged them from behind as she said in a soothing voice, "It's so nice that you two get along so well. You didn't get into any trouble while I was gone did you?"

"No mom, we were perfect little angels," Kimberly said, winking at Kyle. "Dinner was great, I did exactly what you said and it came out great."

"That's good. I'm beat so I'm going to take a hot bath and then lay in bed before going to sleep." Aria turned around and headed up the stairs to her bathroom.

"Alright mom, sleep tight," Kyle said, eyeing his mother's ass in her tight faded blue jeans. After she turned the corner he turned back to look at Kimberly, staring back at him.

She slapped him on the arm, in mock anger. "I saw that, you really do want to fuck mom don't you?" Kimberly watched his face turn bright red before laughing. "Maybe she would be willing to make that dream of yours come true, especially if I'm there with you."

Kyle was speechless and just nuzzled his sister. He felt her put her head back on his shoulder and together they went back to watching the movie. After several minutes he heard her breathing become steady and shallow and looked down at her. She had fallen asleep next to him so he put his arm around her, causing her to cuddle closer to him. Several minutes later he nodded off himself.