5 comments/ 80135 views/ 40 favorites Money, Sex, Wife & Daughter Ch. 01 By: SusanJillParker Mike steals money from his cellmate, Dave, but must give him his wife and daughter as payback. Michael slept in his bunk with his eyes wide open while counting the hours, the minutes, and the seconds until they came for him. Wishing he could sleep through the torturous wait, he couldn't believe how slowly this day was ticking by. He couldn't wait to go home. He couldn't wait to see his wife and daughter. He couldn't wait to sleep in his own bed. This was his last night here and he couldn't wait to leave. Having paid his debt to society, tomorrow he'd be a free man to do whatever he wanted to do and what he wanted to do was to have sex with his wife. Having served his whole sentence and with no worries about answering to the parole board and a parole officer, tomorrow he'd betray his cellmate's trust and dig up the money he told him where he hid it and disappear to some tropical island or third world country where no one would ever find him. A million bucks in cash, only, first things first. Tomorrow he'll buy pancakes and sausages for breakfast, pizza for lunch, and Chinese food for dinner, along with dark chocolate, potato chips, and beer, lots and lots of beer for dessert. Feeling horny and needing to masturbate for one last time in his prison cell before leaving, he pulled out the photos of his wife, Christine, that she had sent him of her topless and another one of her in her sexy bra and bikini panty. Damn, she has such a hot, shapely body and he couldn't wait to see her naked again. He unzipped himself and removed his cock from his underwear while thinking of all that he'd do to his woman once home. Fondling his cock while slowly stroking his cock as the thoughts of his naked wife filled his mind, he couldn't wait to have sex with her. With his wife looking a bit like an older version of Eva Mendez, his daughter could have been Eva's twin sister, that is, if she had one. His wife was a beautiful woman. Exotically erotic, she was his dream woman and to think that she was his wife was his dream come true. Never having been a guy chasing after blue-eyed blondes, he loved his wife's long, lush, dark, brown hair as much as he did her big, beautiful, brown eyes and her huge, firm, fabulous breasts. Being so incarcerated to pay his debt to society, they missed five of one another's birthdays. No summer vacations, no barbeques, no long weekends lazing around in bed or out by the pool, no Christmases together, and no going out on New Year's eve, they haven't made love in five, long, sexually frustrating years. Having been together since high school, they'll just have to make up for all that lost time when he gets out of jail and comes home for good. No more crime and no more time served, from now on, he's walking the straight and narrow, his path to righteousness, that is, once he digs up Dave's buried treasure and leaves forever. A million bucks would allow him to live the rest of his life in luxury, so long as he picks the right country. Willing to learn the language, customs, and traditions, somewhere down in South America, maybe Ecuador, would suit him just fine or he could move to some small island in the South Pacific where no one would think to look. Back then when he first met his wife Christine, she was a wild woman with a bit of a sexual past, an understatement, and he was a hot tempered, jealous man, another understatement. Nothing he couldn't handle, but she made him wildly jealous in the way she freely flirted with other men as if he wasn't even there in the room with her. Any other man would be angry but he realized early on all the fun they could have in playing their sexy games with unsuspecting men who wanted to get their horny hands on her big tits and their hard cocks in her panties. With all the teasing she's done, the innuendoes she said, and in the way that she provocatively dresses to show off her big boobs, her long, line of cleavage, and her shapely legs, she's a bit of a slut, another understatement. Women hate her but men love her. Mesmerized by her beauty and infatuated by her body, every man wishes he could have sex with her while every woman wishes she'd eat shit and die. A low cut top with a short skirt was always her uniform of choice to wear. A bit of an exhibitionist, yet another understatement, so long as her flashes appeared accidental, she loved flashing her big tits as much as she loved flashing her bright, white, bikini panties to unsuspecting but happy men. Her promises of what lay beneath, flashing her bra and panties was her way of baiting her hook for sex and for money. A beautiful gold digger who could fleece a man while making him go away happy, once she got her claws in a man, she didn't let go until she got all that she wanted, money, jewelry, furs, cars, and trips. As the years passed with her still the same sexy Christine, only even more sexually provocative by all the sexy clothes she wore, the inappropriate things she said, and all the sexy and sexual things she did, what made him insanely jealous before made him sexually excited now. He loved watching her going through her little flashing routine of unmercifully, sexually teasing men into wanting her and into feeling that they have to have her. Going with the flow, a win/win sexual scenario for both, whenever she used her natural, sexual attributes to her benefit, he enjoyed a nice lifestyle by letting his wife off the married woman's leash every now and again, especially when she had a big player wiggling on the line. A mutual beneficial tradeoff, forsaking their marriage vows for the sake of earning a few dollars to maintain their lavish lifestyle, after playing their sexy game dozens of times before, their infidelity wasn't much of a sacrifice now. Now, instead of getting angry at how she must have the attention of every man around her, so long as she tells him what she does and with whom she does it with, while giving him hot sex, he's okay with her sexual antics. The pillow talk they had about who she fucked and sucked and who else she wanted to fuck and suck was outrageously exciting. Being that he was older now and not as horny as he once was, hard pressed to keep up with her libido before, he couldn't keep up with his wife now and it was blatantly obvious to him that she was just getting started. When she was 18-years-old, back in her senior year of high school and in her first two years of college, popular with the men, albeit still a virgin, who knew how to use her sexy body and her dirty mind to her sexual and monetary advantage, they used to call her the blowjob queen because she refused to have intercourse until after she was married. Before hooking up with Michael, as she did with him, she gave her boyfriends blowjobs instead. Once the word spread that she sucked cock and swallowed, a rare find with most women, even today, she had lots of boyfriends, whether white, yellow, red, beige, brown, or black, that is, until Michael put a ring on her finger. Still, every so often, whether out to dinner, at a grocery store, or at the mall, they'd bump into some man who had their cock in her mouth and their cum in her stomach. "Christine? Wow, you still look amazing. How great to see you," they all said while staring at her exposed cleavage and her big tits. "How are you?" "I'm good. This is my husband Michael," she said to abruptly end the awkward moment and prematurely conclude the conversation. As they left and invariably they all turned to check out her beautiful ass, she'd turn and hold her hand up to her ear and mouth while mouthing the words, call me before running her slow, deliberate tongue over her lips. She couldn't be any more obvious in her meaning if she put a hand to her mouth as if she was stroking a cock while sucking a cock. She was such a sexy slut but, so long as she was his slut most times, that is, he loved her just the same. Never a dull sexual moment with Christine, he could always count on her to sexually excite him. Michael stroked his cock while looking at her picture and staring at her big, D cup breasts. He couldn't wait to feel her big tits and suck them again. Five years is a long time to be without his beloved Christine and he couldn't wait to have sex with her again. He couldn't wait to feel and fondle her huge breasts and finger her big nipples, while she sucked his cock. He couldn't wait to make slow, passionate love to her. With her screaming his name, along with a long list of others, he couldn't wait to fuck her, really fuck her. Then, as if it just occurred to him, he wondered who took the photo of her topless. He wondered who it was who saw her big tits. He wondered who took the photo of her in her bra and panty. He wondered who else saw her in her sexy lingerie. Maybe no one saw her topless. Maybe no one saw her in her sexy underwear. Maybe her camera has a timer on it. Maybe she asked one of her girlfriends or her daughter to take the photo. Then, knowing his wife in the way he does, maybe she has a boyfriend. Maybe, yet, another man has not only seen her in her bra and panties but also has seen her topless. Already knowing the answers to his silent questions, he wondered if she's been faithful to him. He wondered if she had many more sexual confessions to make to him of all the men she drove crazy when showing her cleavage and flashing her panties. He wondered if she returned to her old ways of sucking cock. He wondered if she's fucked anyone while he's been in prison for five, long, miserable and sexual frustrating years. He wondered about all the games she enjoyed playing with the mailman, the UPS man, the Fedex guy, the Jehovah Witnesses, the door-to-door salesmen, the candidates running for political office, and the pizza delivery and Chinese food delivery men by flashing them all her sexy body. Never, not once, so long as she answered the door in a towel or when wearing less, have they had to pay for any fast food delivery. It would be okay if she fucked someone so long as she told him who it was and so long as she still loved him and wanted him. It would be okay if she sucked someone so long as she had stories to tell, pillow talk, of all the men she fucked and sucked, once they were together again as husband and wife, 'til death do they part, for richer, for poorer, and in and out of jail. She was such a slutty exhibitionist but he loved her and he loved that about her. So sexual sensual, she was as horny as any man that he knew. Truly blessed, he was lucky to have such a sexually exciting woman in his life. Figuring that his wife, no doubt, was fucking and sucking someone while he was rotting in this jail cell, his interest in his wife lessened as his cock grew soft with the imagined images of her in another man's arms. His cock would harden again, if only he had more details, more images, and knew who the man was she fucked and sucked. Just as he suspected she was, if he knew that his wife was fucking and sucking men, he'd be happy to have some hot pillow talk but there was no pillow talk in prison. Besides, even when she wrote him and visited him, obviously not wanting to drive him mad with jealousy, she didn't tell him about her sexual activities when he was in jail in the way that she freely told him about all that she did and wanted to do when he was with her in bed. Suddenly feeling sad and lonely, missing his daughter as much as he missed his wife, he pulled out the photo of his daughter, Julie, from his pocket. In just five years, my, my how she has grown from his little girl to such a sexy, beautiful woman with tits as big, if not bigger, than her mother's big breasts. Like mother like daughter, a spitting image of her mother when she was her age, his wife sent him two photos of his daughter in her barely there bikini, one photo taken from the front and another photo taken from the back. Looking at her was just as if he was looking at Eva Mendez without the mole. Wow, she has a hot body, even hotter than her mother did back then. Toned, tanned, and fit, a real knockout, her mother didn't exercise in the way that Julie obviously did. With her big tits hanging out of her bikini bra and the only thing covering her naked ass was dental floss between her shapely ass cheeks, his wife used to have an ass like that, so round and so firm. Not that she doesn't still have a great ass but after seeing Julie's ass, she puts her mother's ass to shame. Then, uncomfortable by his incestuous thoughts but sexually excited looking at his daughter's bikini clad photos in a sexual way nonetheless while stroking himself, he wondered why his wife would send him such a sexy and revealing photo of his daughter. Did she think that he'd masturbate over his daughter's photo in the way that he's masturbating over his daughter now and in the way that he masturbated over his wife's photo hundreds of time? No doubt knowing he would, now lusting over his daughter as much as he was lusting over his wife, prison has turned him into an incestuous degenerate. Then, again, never shy about taking a walk on the dark side with the Devil, admittedly, he's always been a pervert. Only 19-years-old, he wondered if his daughter was a virgin and with her looking like this and flaunting and freely showing her sexy body, he suspected that she wasn't. He wondered if his daughter has sucked a cock yet, in the way that her mother once did and probably still does, especially now that he's in jail and she's free to do whatever she wants to whomever she wants. With her mother the cock sucking queen, somehow he knew his daughter was a cock sucking princess too. Anointed with her sexual and sensual spirit, he figured that his wife passed his daughter the blowjob queen crown, or maybe his wife still proudly wears the blowjob queen crown, or maybe she shares the blowjob queen crown with her daughter. A proud husband, he was an even prouder father. With the bodies they both possessed and not shy about showing their God given physical attributes, both of them could be champion cocksuckers for all that he knows. How would he know what goes on behind closed bedroom doors, especially with him being locked away in prison. As soon as he thought about his wife sucking so many cocks, he thought of his daughter sucking someone's cock. From there it wasn't much of a leap to imagine his daughter sucking his cock while he fondled her big tits and played with her hard nipples before reaching around her to squeeze her round ass. Switching gears from his slutty wife to his sexy daughter, he grew as hard again as his thoughts grew horny. With as much incestuous lust for his daughter as he had horniness for her mother, he ran a slow finger across the photo of his daughter's full lips while imagining her blowing him, sucking him, and allowing him to cum in her pretty mouth before swallowing him. "As as a special homecoming surprise for you leaving prison Daddy, I'm going to blow you," he imagined his daughter saying while falling to her knees and in between his legs. He imagined her looking up at him as she unzipped him, pulled out his cock, and stroked him while staring at his cock before staring up at him. He imagined feeling her big tits through her blouse and bra while she stroked his cock. "I love you Daddy," he imagined her saying before taking his stiff prick deep in her mouth to suck him while he stuck a horny hand down her blouse and inside her bra to cup her naked breast and finger her hard nipple. "Thank you Julie. You're a good daughter and a very good cock sucker. Suck Daddy's cock. Blow Daddy," he imagined saying while putting a gentle hand to the back of her pretty head. Other than with his right hand and the one time with his cellmate, he hasn't had sex in five, long, sexually frustrating years. That forced abstention from sex had twisted his mind in thinking bad thoughts about his wife having sex with a multitude of lovers. His sexual frustration caused him to have incestuous thoughts about him having sex with his beloved, sexpot of a daughter. Yet, where he could no longer get hard enough to masturbate while thinking of having sex with his whore of a wife, he grew instantly hard when thinking about having sex with his virginal daughter. If only Julie wasn't his daughter, he'd tap that sweet ass. If only Julie wasn't a virgin, he'd fuck her beautiful, bald pussy. Having never seen her pussy, he imagined she'd have a shaved pussy. With a hand to the back of her pretty head, if only she wasn't his daughter, forcing her to blow him and forcing her to suck his big prick, he imagined pushing her down to her knees, humping her mouth, and fucking her face before forcing her to swallow him. Oh, yeah, if only she wasn't his daughter, he'd make love to her before fucking her, really banging her pussy. Only, if she wasn't his daughter, in the way that she doesn't sexually want him now, she'd never want him then either. He'd love to know what it would feel like to have his cock buried in Julie's beautiful mouth while reaching down to feel her big tits and finger, pull, turn, and twist her erect nipples before sticking his hard, hairy cock deep inside her pussy. Perhaps, if she wasn't his daughter, she'd give him such sexual pleasure. Perhaps, if he wasn't her father, she'd blow him too. While he masturbated, as if she was there in his prison cell with him, he could just imagine and truly visualize her stroking him and sucking him while looking up at him with her mother's same big, beautiful, brown eyes. "I love you Daddy. Do you want me to suck your cock Daddy?" "Yes," he whispered while imagining his daughter poised before him on her knees. "Would you like to cum in my mouth Daddy?" "Yes," he whispered again. "Would it be alright if I swallowed your cum Daddy." "Of course. It wouldn't be much of a blowjob unless you swallowed," he said nearly screaming his sexual fantasy. After she blew him, after he ejaculated in his daughter's pretty mouth, and after she swallowed his cum and licked him clean, he'd love to know what it would feel like to fuck his daughter, really fuck her hard, so hard that she'd cum too. Even though he could see much of her body in the photo his wife sent him of her and even though he could see more of his daughter's body than any father should see, he still wondered what she looked like naked. He loved to see her without that barely there bikini hiding the best parts of her beautiful body, her areolas, her nipples, her bare ass, and her shaved pussy. He wondered what she sounded like when having sex. He wondered if she was loud, a real screamer in the way her mother was. He wondered if she talked dirty and gave hot pillow talk in the way her mother always did. He wondered if she'd want to have sex with him as much as he lusted to have sex with her. "Hey, what's all that shakin'? What are you doin' up there? Are you masturbatin' over those photos of your wife and daughter again? Gees, Michael, you're such an incestuous pervert," said his cellmate Dave with a laugh. To be continued... Money, Sex, Wife & Daughter Ch. 02 Dave entertains Michael with his favorite sexual fantasy about his wife and daughter. "Good morning Dave," said Michael with a laugh. "Yeah, there's nothing else to do here but to stare at the ceiling and the wall and masturbate." "Well you can come down here and suck my cock," said Dave with a laugh. "I'm horny too." "Fuck you Dave. I'm not going to suck your cock. Suck your own cock. That was a onetime thing that happened between us when I was drunk and horny. Trust me, that homosexual, sexual encounter will never happen again. Yeah, suck your own cock," said Michael again, this time with a laugh. "Whatever," said Dave. "Being that today is your last day here and that we may never see one another, being that I'll be on parole and can't associate with known felons, it was worth a try to ask you for a blowjob. If I don't ask, I don't get," he said with a sad laugh. "The one and only time we had sex was when we made that batch of moonshine," said Michael with a laugh. "Never again. I didn't know where the Hell I was or who I was with. I thought I'd die with that headache. That headache lasted two days." "Well with you getting out of here tomorrow, you lucky bastard, you won't have to have sex with men and/or masturbate yourself. You'll have your beautiful wife and lovely daughter to do that for you, you lucky bastard. You're such a lucky bastard." "Truthfully, even though I sexually fantasize about having sex with my daughter and even though I fantasize about seeing her naked and me touching and feeling her while she sucks and fucks me, I'd never have sex with my daughter," said Mike. "That's just wrong. That's just nasty, a father lusting over his nineteen-year-old daughter is only something that you read about happening on that erotic story site, Literotica. Stuff like that doesn't happen in real life. Having just graduated high school last year and off to college this year, she's just a baby. She's my baby," he said with a laugh. "I could never have sex with my baby girl." "I dare say Michael that if you fantasize about having sex with your daughter, then you want to have sex with your daughter," said Dave with seriousness. "Especially after that sexually explicit photo your wife sent you of her, any man would want to have sex with your daughter, even her own father," said Dave with a sick laugh. "What about you? You'll be getting released soon too," said Michael changing the subject while leaning over the side of the top bunk to look down at his friend. "Yeah, I hope I will. I have my parole board meeting on Monday and will find out then if I'll have to serve out the rest of my time or not. With all the overcrowding, I've been a model prisoner in the hopes that they'll release me early. I'm figuring ten years of a twelve to fifteen year sentence is plenty enough time to serve. If it wasn't for a couple of infractions, I may have been released long before now. Then, once free, I'll dig up my money and disappear." "You're lucky you have money buried and waiting for you," said Michael. Intent on digging it up after Dave told him where he buried the treasure when they were both drunk on moonshine, he'd take his money long before Dave got out of prison and disappear with it. "I have no money. I'm broke." "Broke? How could you be broke when having two women who look like your wife and daughter. If your anything at all, you're rich. You're lucky you have two hot, beautiful, sexy women waiting for you to come home to them. I'd trade my money for women who looked like them anytime," said Dave. "Matter of fact, if I could just spend one night with your wife and daughter, I'd freely give you the money that I have hidden." "Seriously? You'd give me your money to have sex with my wife and daughter?" "You bet I would. In a blink of an eye I would," said Dave. "Don't tempt me," said Michael. "In the way that I feel now about suspecting my wife of cheating on me and by the looks of my daughter in her barely there bikini, figuring that my daughter is the slut that her mother was and still is, I'd be tempted to trade any amount of money for the both of them." "If you don't mind me saying so Michael, if Christine was my wife, I'd do her night and day. And if Julie was my daughter, incest or not, no offense, but I'd be doing her too. That sexy broad needs to be fucked and fucked hard. If she was my sexy daughter, I'd be humping her mouth and fucking her face with my swollen cock. Daddy needs to teach his daughter how to sexually satisfy a man," said Dave with a dirty laugh. "That's enough Dave. That's my daughter that you're disrespecting." "You can't tell me that you wouldn't do your daughter if you could Michael." "I hear you brother and maybe I would if we were both drunk enough. Being that my wife had a sexual past of sucking cock, I was just wondering if she's been faithful to me. For better or for worse, in health and in prison, I'm hoping that she kept her marriage vows of fidelity while knowing full well that she didn't. Then, I was wondering why my wife would send me such a so revealing photo of my daughter. I can see part of her areolas in that barely there bikini," said Dave staring at the photo of Julie. "Her tits are practically out of her bikini top. I can only imagine all the horny men who saw and lusted over my daughter on the beach that day. "Lemme see those photos again Michael." Michael handed Dave the photos. "They are beautiful women Mike and you're a lucky bastard, a real lucky bastard to have a wife and daughter who are as hot as that. Damn Christine has huge knockers. What are they a C cup?" "She has a D cup," said Michael. "Wow! And Julie has big tits too." "Like mother like daughter. She's a D cup too," said Michael. "Do you mind Mike? One last time before you go, I promise I won't get any on the photos," said Dave unzipping himself and pulling out his cock. "Be my guest. Go right ahead. Anyone else and I'd be pissed that they'd want to masturbate over my wife and daughter's photo but, after sharing a cell and spending 23 hours a day with you for five years, you're my brother from a different mother." "Thanks Mike." "Only," said Mike. "Can you do me a favor?" "Yeah, sure Mike, anything for you. Just ask." "In thinking of my wife being unfaithful, I'm having trouble masturbating. Would you mind giving me a hand in--" "Yeah, sure, so long as you leave the photos of your wife and daughter when you leave, I can do that for you again, that is, so long as you're not expecting me to give you my actual hand," he said with a laugh. "I don't mind reliving that sexy scenario again for you. That will help me to masturbate too," said Dave. "Just let me know when you're ready." "Okay, yeah, sure, I'll give you the photos before I leave. Matter of fact, keep them now. I won't need to stare and masturbate over them anymore when I have the real thing at home," said Michael unzipping himself again and pulling out his cock. "Go ahead. I'm ready whenever you are." "I'm in a bar and I spot this beautiful chick sitting alone having a drink. Without doubt, she's not only the best looking broad in the place but also the best looking broad I've seen in a very long time. And she has a body to match her face and a body that would make any man do anything she asks of him." "That's my Christine alright. Boy, you have her pegged alright," said Michael. "I approach her and ask if I could buy her a drink but she takes one look at me and she's not interested. In the way that she looked at me and immediately discounted me without even so much as talking me to give me a fair chance, she made me angry. She made me feel rejected. She made me wish that I was younger but unless I had money, most women her age and with her looks aren't interested in a 65-year-old man, especially one who looks like me. I'm no 007, Sean Connery, that's for sure, but I know my way around a woman's naked body, if you know what I mean." "Yeah, I know what you mean Dave. Yet, from what I know about Christine, Dave," said Mike, "looks aren't as important to her as they are to other women. Look at me, 5'10" tall, portly, and balding, I'm no Brad Pitt," he said with a self-deprecating laugh. "With your sense of humor, intelligence, and creativity, Christine would fuck you, at the very least, blow you," he said. "Definitely, my Christine would suck your cock. Actually, not saying much about me or you but Christine would blow anyone," he said mumbling under his breath before laughing out loud. "She looks tall Mike," said Dave. "How tall is your wife?" "Only an inch shorter than me, Christine is 5'9" tall and when she wears heels and has her hair up, she towers over me. Please continue with your sexual fantasy of my wife and daughter." "Well being that I'm a hardened criminal and a convicted felon with a record as long as my arm," said Dave with a laugh, "after having one too many drinks and unable to take no for an answer, I follow her home." "This is the good part," said Mike rubbing his hands together with anticipated sexual excitement. "I love this part of your story." "I watch her go inside her house. The house is on the outskirts of town and she lives at the end of a deserted road. It's a small house and with no other cars in the driveway, I figure she lives alone," said Dave looking up at Michael looking down at him, while both men stroked their cocks and masturbated in unison. "Turning off my headlights, I park my car a distance away and walk the 500 feet. Then, walking from window to window, I watch her walking from room to room while removing her clothes." "Oh, baby, this is so hot," said Mike. "I can just picture Christine doing that, stripping off her clothes as she walks around the house with the lights on and the shades up. She's such a slutty exhibitionist. She loves showing her naked body to men." "With me being outside in the dark, with her being inside in the bright light, and with the bright interior light reflecting back in her reflection, unless I put my face to the window, I know she can't see me," said Dave stroking himself faster. "Slowly as if she's a stripper on stage, I watch her unbutton her blue, silk blouse. Such a beautiful and sexy woman, I would have given anything to feel her magnificent breasts through her blouse while kissing her." "That's my favorite thing to do too," said Mike, "feeling her big tits through her blouse and bra while kissing her. Immediately whenever I feel her tits through her blouse and bra, her nipples make their immediate impressions and I get a harder erection." "Once her blouse is unbuttoned, she flays it open," said Dave. "My eyes are transfixed on her long line of Loni Anderson like cleavage. Then when she removes her blouse, I stare at her big, low cut, white, lacy bra. One sexy bitch, damn this broad has big tits." "I love it when you call my wife names," said Michael. "When she reaches around to unbutton and unzip her short skirt, I know this broad is about to get naked. Naked, naked, naked, I couldn't believe that I was there at the right place and at the right time," said Dave. "After you're paroled, I'll have you over for drinks Dave. I'm sure Christine will show her appreciation for being my best friend for five years, if you know what I mean," said Michael. "Thank you Mike and I do know what you mean. That's mighty neighborly of you offering your wife to me. I can't wait for your invitation," said Dave. "Sorry to have interrupted your story Dave. Please continue," said Mike. "Maybe she's getting ready for bed or to take a bath," said Dave. "It really didn't matter to me which, so long as she was getting naked, naked, naked. I couldn't wait to see this beautiful broad with this hot body naked. Being that it was so late, figuring she was undressing for bed, I figure the former rather than the latter. I mean, who takes a bath at one in the morning?" "Christine has taken baths at all odd hours, especially if she knows there's someone watching her undressing. Truly, she's such an exhibitionist slut. I've told you stories about how she flashes her panties on the bus and the train and how she flashes her tits to truckers and toll booth attendants on the highway," said Michael. "Damn Mike, you're such a lucky bastard to have such a hot, sexually playful wife," said Dave. "Whether getting changed behind a partially closed curtain in the dressing room of a department store or trying on shoes while wearing a mini skirt without panties, I can't tell you how many times she's flashed her tits and pussy at the mall. So long as it appears accidental, she loves teasing by showing her sexy body to unsuspecting men," said Michael. "Being that I know how Christine would strip naked, if she knew you were outside watching her, it makes me wonder if she knows that you're watching her in your story." "So there she is parading around in her sexy bra and panty and I'm watching her while fingering my cock through my pants. Then, as if I'm John Belushi in Animal House, she turns to face me while removing her big bra," said Dave raising his voice to show his sexual excitement. "Oh, my God, what beautiful tits this babe has, the best tits these old eyes have seen." "See? I told you. Didn't I tell you that she has big tits? I knew she knew that you were there watching her, which is why she turned to face you before removing her bra," said Michael discussing the fictional, sexual fantasy as if it was happening in real time. "God, my wife is such an exhibitionist slut, even in your sexual fantasy," said Michael with a laugh. "As soon as she removes her bra, she slides her panties down to reveal a trimmed, dark, brown bush before turning to show me her round, tight ass," said Dave. "No doubt, figuring that there's no one out there watching her strip naked, obviously, even though you think differently Mike, she doesn't know that I'm watching her walking around her living room naked. I continue watching her as she slips on a slinky, sexy, silky, red nightgown over her shapely naked body." "Oh, my God, I'd do anything to be a fly on the wall to watch you watching my wife strip naked before having your wicked way with my Christine," said Michael while stroking himself to all that Dave was saying about his wife. "If only my daughter was there too. I'd love to listen to you sexually fantasizing about having sex not only with my slutty wife but also with my slutty daughter too." "When she walks to the bedroom, she turns off the light. Show's over, only not for me. I creep to the back door. Lulled into the naivety of thinking there's no crime and criminals out there, the people in this rural neighborhood never lock their doors even at night. They're what we criminals call victims," said Dave with a laugh. "You changed the story around this time. I like it. Okay, so you're inside my house, I mean, her house. Now what?" "Living all alone," said Dave, "this woman doesn't even have a dog to alert her. I walk down the hall and her bedroom door is wide open. I peek in her bedroom and she's on her side sleeping. Slowly and stealthily, I creep in her bedroom and just as I'm about to put my hand over her mouth, she sits up and turns on the light." "Fuck," said Michael. "This is all new. I love this version of your story so much better. Then what? Does she scream? Does she call the cops?" "Calm down Michael. Take a breath. Relax and I'll tell you what happens," said Dave. "This new version of our sexual fantasy is good, real good, even better than the original version. I love your sexy stories. I'm sad that this will be the last time you tell me such a wonderful incestuous, sexual fantasy. I'm going to miss you Dave," said Michael. "So tell me. What happens next?" To be continued... Money, Sex, Wife & Daughter Ch. 03 Michael is released from prison before David can get to his money. "You! You're the man at the bar," said Dave ignoring Michael to continue his story without missing a beat. "What do you want?" "I just want to talk to you, I say to her." "Talk? How dare you! How did you even get it here? Did you break in my house? Get out! Get out of my house! Leave now before I call the sheriff." "I'm not leaving lady until I get what I want, I say to her." "I reach out my hand and feel her abundant breast through her nightgown while running my finger across her nipple. She sits motionlessly while looking up at me. Then, as soon as feel her tit and finger her nipple, her nipples make their appearance through her sheer, sexy nightgown. She has those big nipples, that ones that make a noise when releasing them from your lips as if releasing a cork from a bottle. I love women who have big tits and big nipples." "Please don't. I have money," she said begging me with her eyes before looking down at my hand to watch me feel her breasts and finger her nipples. Frightened, she doesn't slap my hand or struggle to get away from me. She could have made an end run around me, but not even getting off the bed, she doesn't even try to run from her bedroom to make good her escape. I figure, no doubt, that this broad wants me as much as I want her. Now compelled to oblige her every sexual whim, things are going along perfectly. "I don't want your money lady, I say testing the waters and now expecting her to bolt. I want you. You're all that I want, I say to her." "No please don't rape me," she said putting a hand to her mouth as if she's an actress from a silent film before looking at me with sexual lust and a depraved debauchery that I've never known any woman to show on her face before. Obviously, this woman loves having sex. Obviously, this woman is a slut, a bitch, and a whore for not being afraid of me raping and for her allowing me to rape her without so much as putting up a fight. Just waiting to be taken and just waiting and wanting to be given the fucking of her life, this one is a slut alright. Then, she looks at me with those big, beautiful, brown eyes. "Don't worry lady, I say with a devious laugh. I'll be gentle." She looks at me with a face filled with an epiphany as if she's never thought of this one before. Only, I know her game but, instead of rejecting her offer, I willingly go along with it. "What if I blow you?" She looked at me with sexual excitement. "What if I suck your cock?" She reached out and felt me through my pants. "Would you like for me to suck your cock?" Now as if she's certain that I'm going to take her up on her offer of a blowjob, she's fondling the head of my prick through my pants. "You can even cum in my mouth and I'll swallow," she said staring down at the big bulge my cock made in my pants before looking up at me with those big, beautiful, brown eyes and before running a slow tongue across her red, full lips. Making it all into an erotic story by weaving him a custom, creative, personal, and salacious tale, after sharing a prison cell together for five, long years, Dave was quite skilled at regurgitating all the things that Mike told him about his wife in a sexual fantasy as if it was all happening in real time. "Wow! See? What did I tell you? I told you my wife loves sucking cock and would even suck your wrinkled, old, 65-year-old cock," said Michael with a laugh. "A blowjob? You're volunteering to suck my cock for the sake of me not raping you? Is that it lady?" "Yes," she said. "I'd rather blow you than fuck you. If I had a choice, I'd rather you stuck your cock in my mouth than in my pussy. Nothing personal, I'm just more particular about who I suck over who I fuck." "To be honest Mike, in the way that your wife just dismissed me, I didn't know if I should be complimented and sexually excited or insulted and angry. Nonetheless, without having to strip her naked and without having to struggle with her, coerce her, and force her to fuck me, she already said she'd blow me." "Yeah, sure, lady, you can suck my cock, so long as you allow me to play with your big tits," said Dave ignoring Michael's comments again for the sake of continuing with the sexual fantasy. "Okay," she said, "but don't touch my nipples. Without any sign of embarrassment or modesty, she removed her nightgown. "Why can't I touch your nipples Lady? I said while starting to finger, pull, turn, and twist her nipples through her nightgown." "Because you'll sexually excite me by touching my nipples," she said looking up at me with sexual excitement. "And if you sexually excite me, I'd want to do more than just suck your cock," she said. "If you continued fingering, pulling, turning, and twisting my nipples in the way that you are now, after sucking you, I'd want to fuck you, really fuck you," she said looking down to watch me finger her nipples. "Being that she didn't slap my hand away, definitely this woman is a wild one, I thought. Setting me up by telling me what she wants, she's just begging me to play with her nipples. No doubt, as her justification to say that I forced her, she wants me to play with nipples so that she can suck my cock before fucking me. She's using me as much as I'm using her." "Let me tell you Michael, I was so excited that this broad, your wife, was about to not only suck my cock but also fuck me senseless. You're a lucky man to have such a woman in your bed night and day, that is, once you're released from prison. Yes, indeed, you're a lucky son of a bitch to have such a hot woman in your life and I'd give anything, any amount of money, to have such a sexy woman by my side," said Dave. "Well thank you Dave but back to the story. You stopped at the good part. I can't wait to hear what happens next," said Michael. "Just as I'm about to unzip myself, I hear the front door squeak open and close with a click and a thud. Quickly, I tie her to the bed with my belt and stick my handkerchief in her mouth, before peeking out her bedroom door. I'm a dangerous convicted felon with an arrest record longer than my arm, don't make a sound, I said or I'll hurt you. I swear, I'll really hurt you." "Wow, Dave," said Michael. "I bet she was ready to pee her panties, that is if she was wearing any." "There entering the house is a younger version of the woman. In the way that she's staggering, I figured she had been drinking. In the way that she looked, looking just like her mother, I figure it was her daughter. Wow, a two for one. I haven't had one of those since the time that I raped my mother before raping my sister," said Dave with a laugh. "Wait," said Michael. You raped your mother and your sister? I'd like to hear that story." "That's another story for another time," said Dave. "Sorry for interrupting Dave. Please continue with your story." "When I thought the mother was hot, the daughter was even hotter. Suddenly, after spending so much of my life in jail playing with myself, my life suddenly took a turn for the better. Thank you Jesus, I said knowing that my good fortune had something to with me reading the Bible lately." "Oh, my God, this is so hot. This is the first time you've included my sexy, slutty daughter, Julie, in your story. I can't wait to hear what you do to her," said Mike. "Calm down Mike. It's just a story and I'm just the storyteller. None of this is real," said Dave looking at his friend with disbelief that he was acting so sexually excited. "Tell me Dave. I really need to know. What happens? Do you have sex with my daughter? Do you have sex with and my wife? Do you have sex with my wife and my daughter? Does my daughter suck your cock in the way that I imagine her sucking my cock? Does my wife suck your cock in the way that I know she's the still the queen of blowjobs? Do you make my daughter go down on my wife and my wife go down on her daughter. This is unfucking unbelievable Dave. You've hit a grand slam homerun with his story," said Michael. "Calm down Michael," said David. "Give me a chance to tell you what happens." "Sorry," said Michael. "Please continue." "Slowly sneaking up on her, I grabbed her from behind, put my hand over her mouth, and dragged her in your wife's bedroom. Being that she was already a little drunk, she was easy to overcome without much of a struggle. I pushed her to the bed, closed the door, and pushed the dresser in front of the door so that neither can escape, unless jumping through the closed window. As soon as I pushed her to the bed, her skirt jumped up to her crotch and her panties were exposed. She made no attempt to cover herself with her hand or to fix her skirt, the little slut." "Who are you?" The daughter looks up at me with feigned fear. "What do you want with us?" "Bullshit. No doubt, a rhetorical question, she knew exactly what I wanted with her and with her mother. I wanted to have sex with them. I wanted them to suck me. I wanted to fuck them. With both of them sucking my cock, there's nothing like going from mother to daughter. Trust me, I know after having my way with my mother and sister." "Jesus Dave," said Michael stroking his cock. "Just as I'd love for you to tell me the story about you with your mother and sister, I'd love to watch my wife and daughter suck your cock while I masturbated in a chair. I'd videotape the whole thing to play later in the privacy of my den with all of my friends around watching my wife and daughter being so sexually used and abused by you," said Michael with sexual excitement. "Take off your clothes, I said." "I walk over to your wife and pulled my handkerchief from her mouth." "Gross, ew, a dirty handkerchief. My mouth if full of your disgusting snots. Gross. Thanks a lot. It would have been better if you stuck your dirty sock in my mouth." "Don't worry, I'll be sticking my big cock in your mouth soon, I said." "Mother, who is he and what does he want?" "Just do whatever he orders you to do Julie and he won't hurt us. You won't hurt us, right?" She looked up at me waiting for me to reassure her that I won't hurt them. "I won't hurt you, so long as you do all that I tell you to do. Now take off your clothes. Strip naked. I want to see your sexy body." "Please don't rape me," said Julie. "I'm a virgin." "A virgin? Virgin my ass, I said laughing. You're no virgin. I've never seen a virgin who looks like you, I say with another laugh." "Okay, okay, I'll suck cock but I've never been fucked," she said. "I'm saving that pleasure for my future husband." "She's telling you the truth. My daughter may be a cocksucker but she's not a slut," said Christine with defiance. "She's a virgin. Fuck me, if you must fuck someone," she said putting the back of her wrist to her forehead again as if she was tied to train tracks this time, "but please don't ruin my daughter." "Whatever. Just undress, I say to them. I want to see some tits. Show me your tits, I say by the prospects that I'm not only about to have sex with one beautiful, sexy woman but with two beautiful sexy women." "As if watching a sexual fantasy on film, I watch Julie strip out of her clothes. Just as her mother gave me a striptease show in the living room, Julie gives me a striptease show in her mother's bedroom. While watching me stare at her, she slowly unbuttons her blouse without showing any reluctance or embarrassment. Virgin my ass. This broad is no virgin. She's playing me by stripping in front of me in that sexy, immodest, and immoral way." "Actually, Dave, my daughter is a virgin but," said Michael, "just like her mother she's a slut too." "I figured as much Mike," said Dave. "So anyway, getting back to my story, button by slow unbuttoned button while looking up at me to see my reaction to all that she's showing, she removes her blouse to reveal a white, low cut, sexy bra equally as big if not bigger than her mother's D cup bra. Wow! Fuck me! Your daughter has big tits Mike." "I told you they both have big tits," said Michael as if the sexual fantasy was real. "Then she reaches around herself to unbutton and unzip her short skirt to reveal her white, bikini panty. Bending at the waist to pick up and fold her skirt, I figure if she doesn't allow me to fuck her pussy, I'm fucking this broad in the ass. She has a Hell of an ass. You're daughter has a Hell of an ass, so much better than her mother and her mother has a Hell of an ass too." "I told you they both had unbelievable asses, didn't I? I love both my wife's and daughter's ass. Not that Christine has a bad ass. She has a beautiful ass but Julie has the ass that her mother used to have," said Michael with pride. "With her mother lying on the bed naked, Julie was now standing there in front of her in her sexy bra and bikini panty. Now I don't know about you Mike but it's one thing to see a broad naked but quite another thing to see a sexy broad posing in her barely there underwear, if you know where I mean. Not even covering herself with her hands or forearms, she's looking right at me, staring at me leering at her without any shame or embarrassment. Damn, Mike, your daughter is such a sexy bitch and now I can't wait to fuck her up her ass." "Wow! Fuck me. Both of them are dirty sluts. First my wife and now my daughter undresses for your sexual pleasure," said Mike. "I'm really liking this story Dave. I can't wait until you get to the part where they both blow you and you fuck my wife before fucking my daughter up her ass." "Now the bra, I say. Show me those big, virgin tits. I can't wait to see your big boobs. I need to see nipples. Show me those damn tits!" "Obeying me without protest or question, she reaches behind herself and unhooks her bra. As if she's a stripper on stage and as if there's a drum roll going off in my head, she lowers one bra strap before lowering the other. She's giving me such a sexy striptease show that all she needed was a pole in the middle of the bedroom to make my cock even harder than it was. Now with both straps off her shoulders, she holds her bra cups in place while staring at me staring at her." "Please don't" she said feigning protesting. "I'm so very embarrassed." "What? Huh? Embarrassed? Embarrassed my ass. Bullshit. Enjoying the pleasure of giving me striptease show, this sexy slut couldn't wait to show me her big tits." "Do it! Do it! Show me your tits!" "While staring at me, she removes her bra as I remove my pants and underwear. I show her my erect cock just as she shows me her big tits." "Suck my cock, I say, seizing the opportunity to feel the lips of a virgin sucking me. I can't believe that this virgin, who so happens to be a cock sucking princess, the daughter of the cock sucking queen, is about to blow me. Blow me I say to her." "With my cock sticking straight out and poised at her mouth level, I walk to her as she sits on the bed beside her mother to get comfortably ready to blow me. Without any further encouragement, demands, or commands, she takes my cock in her hand, wraps her fingers around my prick, strokes me, and leans forward to take me in her virginal mouth. She's blowing me while her mother watches. I couldn't believe my eyes or my ears when her mother, your wife, gave your daughter pointers on how better to suck my cock. Wow, a sexual fantasy come true, way better than the time I raped my mother and sister, I couldn't believe this was happening." "Tell me Dave. I need to know. What did it feel like to have your cock in my daughters mouth? What did it feel like when Julie was blowing you. Even though I'd never have sex with my daughter, I'd give anything for my daughter, Julie, to blow me. I'd give anything to know what it feels like to have my cock buried in my daughter's mouth before putting a hand to the back of her pretty head to force her to swallow my warm, oozy load of cum." "Calm down Mike. I'm getting to that Mike. I'm getting to that. I am. Hold your horses." "Sorry. I won't interrupt again. I promise," said Mike. "Stroke him faster, Julie, while taking him deeper in your mouth," said your wife to her daughter. "Yes, that's good Julie. Now pull him back a little in your mouth while swirling your tongue around the head of his cock. Wait, let Mommy show you how to suck cock. Bring your cock over here Mister. Wait, hold on. Here I am about to suck your cock and I don't even know your name." "Dave, I said. Please to meet you," I said offering her my hand to shake before offering her my cock to suck. "I'm Christine and that's my daughter, Julie. Would you mind untying my hands? I promise I won't try to escape. I love sucking cock," she said looking up at me. Trusting her not to run, I until her hands so that she can stroke me while sucking me. True to her word, instead of trying to get away and instead of trying to fight me to save herself and her daughter from the likes of me having sex with the two of them, she ready to suck my cock. "I move my stiff prick closer to her mouth and she takes me inside while stroking me. Oh, my God, your daughter could definitely take some lessons from your wife on the art of cock sucking. Wow. She was giving me the best, damn blowjob I've ever had when..." To be continued...