4 comments/ 19361 views/ 6 favorites About Me Ch. 02 By: djole_i_mira zamladudamu: As we got home, I let him take care of the children, I went straight to the bedroom, pulled off my dress and tore those damn panties of my body! The beads spread across the carpet, i didn't care, I tossed the dress in the corner of the room and threw myself in the middle of the bed! I lay there naked in the dark, in a clump breathing hard! The cool air of the room was calming me down, I started to listen to the sounds coming from inside the house. He was putting the kids to bed, they were tired and no trouble. As my husband entered the room he turned on the light and saw me in a ball in the middle of the bed. He took his time undressing, folding his clothes, before he sat on the bed. He reached into the nightstand and pulled out my blindfold! I gasped! Then it hit me, the whole day that I was being tortured, so was he. He was the only one there that knew what I was going through, it must have been arousing for him that whole time, but he didn't have the luxury that I had, to cum, multiple times, in front of all those people! He must be bursting cum out of his ears by now! It was a sweet victory for me, and I really knew how much he was in the need of relief. We were at home, just the two of us, and in spite of what he made me go through that day, I felt compassion for him. Not so much that I would suck his cock off, but I understood the tension that he was under. As he reached for me to put on my blindfold I lay motionless, he took hold of my arms and pulled me off of the bed, I felt him take me to our shower. I stood naked and blindfolded in the middle of the bathroom as he adjusted the temperature before he put us under the hot spray. He washed me thoroughly, rinsing off the pussy juice that encrusted me. As he turned me under the shower, I felt his cock rub on my skin, he was very hard! With firm hands he lathered my front and back, and when he finished he toweled me dry. My blindfold was wet and slipped of my eyes a little, in the light of the room I could see his massive hard-on! He changed the scarf that he covered my eyes wit a dry one and placed me on the middle of the bed again. I had recovered from the days forced stimulation and felt genuine arousal from the mood that my husband was setting. He laid me on my back, spreading my arms and legs across the bed as if he had me tied to it. I refused to cooperate, and lay there just as if my limbs were tied, I clenched my eyes shut and didn't move a muscle. He was going to have to work himself for his relief! As I lay there waiting for the inevitable, I felt my pussy throb, I felt it getting wet and the drool slip down to my ass. I was curious as to what was happening so I opened my eyes under the blindfold, through a slit in the fold of the scarf I saw my husband setting up the camera next to the bed, focused on me! I heard the click of the button, and he had started to film! He got on the foot of the bed between my widespread legs and started massaging my pussy, he pinched me, he stretched me and as wet as I was pushed something thick and long in me. As I squinted through the silk of the scarf I saw a fat black dildo sticking out of my pussy, my husband had his hand on it and was working it in and out of me as the camera filmed us! I felt my whole face go red for the millionth time today in shame before god for what he was doing to me! I shut my eyes quickly and retreated into my safe place, deep inside my mind, letting him do what he would to my body! He was working that dildo till I started panting involuntarily, I couldn't keep my head from turning side to side as his stimulation got ever stronger. He left the dildo inserted as deep as it would go up my pussy, when he turned me around and placed me dogie style in the middle of the bed, he pushed my head into the pillows, pulling my ass up as he took up the position between my legs. From the night stand he took the body-lotion and squirted some on my ass, massaging it into my skin and pushing his fingers into my asshole! He had always enjoyed anal sex, but somehow I thought that he wouldn't be forcing it because of the situation that we had wound up in. I felt his fingers rub the lotion as deep as they could reach, I clenched my fists and waited for the assault to my ass! In tandem he pushed the big dong and his fingers in and out of me, the first discomfort had passed and I was heating up! My ears started to burn as I felt his cock slide up my ass! He held on tom my hips and pushed and pulled me on and of of his cock! My tits were pressed against the bed but his fucking was getting to them also! I don't know where he had gotten the stamina to fuck me so long, but my ass and pussy were being thrashed! He had taken his time before he had started fucking the life out of me, the kid have fallen asleep by now, the door to our room was closed, and it was late at night for the neighbors to be listening! I let out all of my pent-up sexual tension from the previous day, and months and screamed into the pillows! The orgasm that had hit me was the strongest in my life, i literally passed out while he was fucking me! During the night I had briefly awoken in my husbands arms, my ass and pussy were sore, I didn't dare to touch them. I rubbed my hand across his chest, grabbed his now soft cock in my hand and went to sleep. I had a nice dream and rest, and had awoken almost before dawn. There was a soft light in our room coming through the window, I could see my husband's naked body next to me. As I lay on his chest I felt with my fingers my ass and pussy. To my surprise I found both of my holes stuffed full. I wasn't sore from the fucking but from the dongs he left inside me after! I tried to move, but my limbs were still sore from last night, I slipped down his chest to his stomach and gingerly brought his dick to my face. I have always loved the smell of cock after sex. I lay there inhaling his smell, and gently as not to wake him, licking the residue of cum from last nights fucking. Sunlight peeked through the window, and I felt the urge to pee, on unsteady legs I got to the bathroom, passing the full length mirror I had to see my ass and pussy. As I stood with my ass towards the mirror I could barely see that I had something in it, as I spread my ass wide, I saw a sparkle where my asshole would have been, I bent at he waist and saw the end of a black dildo barely sticking out of my pussy. My husband caught me looking at myself in the mirror, I straightened myself and looking him in the eyes told him I had to use the toilet. He took me to the toilet seat, placed me on it, reached between my legs pulled out the dong gently and then as I gasped pulled out the sparcle out of my ass. Without the toys, I felt empty, I sat on the seat, and finally peed, it started as a trickle, but turned out a gusher! As I waited for the stream to wean off I watched my husband wash the toys in the sink. I wiped off the pee from my pussy and he came over to me, he held the metal toy by the gem and showed me the large bulb that moments ago was embedded in my ass. With a finger he opened my mouth and stuck the plug in it, puling and twisting it so that I would get it slick and wet. He took it out of my mouth and put it in my hand, it was hard and heavy, with both of our hands we pushed it up my ass again, I turned it and made it more comfortable as he went for the other toy. He put it in my hand and I knew what to do. As I pushed the black dildo in my mouth getting it wet, I felt my pussy getting wet too. I leaned out a little and with a sure move slid it in. I got off the seat and turned to wash my hands, as my husband took hold of his cock and aimed a stream of pee into the bowl. I left him to finish off and returned to the bedroom. The sun was still low in the sky, it was an early Sunday morning. I cautiously walked up to the bed thinking that the toys might fall out. As I got on the bed I saw my blindfold next to it, I took it and covered my eyes, my husband found me in the middle of the bed, naked and blindfolded waiting for him. I could see his surprise, from under the blindfold. as he came into the room, I silently and obediently sat on the bed waiting for him. He came up to me and passionately kissed me on the mouth, I accepted his kiss gratefully but didn't return it. He stood by the bed as he kissed me, he then took his cock and feed it to me. He had washed it, but his thighs and stomach still had the smell of last-night's sex on them. His cock was stiff and he pushed it right down my throat. He rubbed my nose into his pubic bone as I took all of it. I was good at cock sucking, I didn't gag or choke, I let him use me to his cocks content! Very quickly, not like last night, he started cumming, he was deep in my throat, I felt his balls churn their cream, and his rod twitch, as he started spewing his seed i took it, I took it all without a sniffle! He held it in my mouth until it started to shrivel up and pull out, it was then that I closed my mouth around it, collecting the last few drops with my tongue on its way out! Today was Sunday, does a slut go to church on Sundays? Am I a slut? I asked myself then. About Me Ch. 03 As I'm writing this account of my life, I'm reliving those events in my mind. I skipped over many, many things that have happened before that church double dildo episode of my life, thinking them irrelevant for my story. But as I put words to "paper" I suddenly realized how some of those events were leading right up things evolving as the have had. As the first days of my husband's control over my body were enfolding, at every step he was discovering how far he could take his will over my feelings for the church and their preaching. As I have stated before, I don't condone his behavior, but I too have seen that we had drifted so far from one another, so I found excuses for him, and for what he was doing to me in the fact that we were working things out. With the very first demands he had of me, I wasn't hurt, nor was anything that he did to me known to anyone but the two of us. For me that was the line that couldn't be crossed, and since no one knew that he was fucking me silly at home, it was OK, if that meant that we would still be together. The other important thing to me was that I didn't willingly participate. If he could be satisfied with fucking a flesh doll, so be it! When I thought about the other couples in church, I knew that they must have been having sex, I even knew a couple of older "sluts" that were almost flaunting their adventures at picnics! But for me to be a true believer, one would have to abstinent all together. That idea, was what had brought this all to pass. Our very first encounters were in absolute darkness, it then progressed to me being blindfolded in the privacy of our bedroom, with the lights on, and later he would blindfold me any time he wanted to have me, anywhere in the house! When he started buying me the "slutty" clothes to wear, I wore them in the house and only when we were alone; which at that time was almost always, since we had alienated everybody previously with all of our bickering! I mentioned our kids, they were very little when all of this was taking root, so they weren't aware of all of the turmoil in the house. My husband had taken upon himself to shave my ass and pussy religiously, he used body lotions on me constantly, giving me the pleasure of the nonsexual touches that relaxed me. Every morning he would lay out the outfit that I was to wear that day, and since it didn't conflict with my appended religious view, I would comply. He was very careful around me, never mentioning anything sexual in any context, let alone any of the things that he had done to me. He acted as if I was wearing the most proper clothes and as if my ass an pussy weren't in his face all of the time. That was probably the reason that he had taken sex out of the bedroom! He probably just couldn't handle the constant arousal that my naked body was having on him. I never flaunted my body at him, even before we had our troubles, but I knew that he loved looking at me. Now, with his new dress code, there was nothing hidden; as I worked around the house, bending down, bending over, reaching out, or just sitting down and watching TV, I was in his face all of the time! I didn't need a safe word, he never hurt me, he never had a reason to. As I would see him pulling out the blindfold, I would squeeze my eyes shut, let him put it on me and let him fuck me until he took the blindfold off. He would clean me off before he would free me of the blindfold, so that I could continue with what I was doing as if nothing had happened! I would never stop him or interfere with him while he had his way with me! I had my place in the dark, behind the blindfold, to where I would go and hide, a place from where I would fight the stimulation that was forced upon my body. At various times I had more, and other times less success! Every day I had to fight the arousal that my slutty attire had on me, the silky garments gently caressed my soft skin making my pussy ooze constantly! Another sign that I had missed! My objections were in vain, so long as my pussy was wet and accommodating! It never entered my mind, until I started writing today, what message my pussy was giving him! In those days he carried the soft scarf in his shirt pocket, with a corner peeking out. When I would see him reach for the pocket, I remember that I could feel my pussy start to drool, he had conditioned me like Pavlov had his dogs! By the time he had his cock up against the lips of my pussy, the road was hot and slick, just to slip in! With that kind of message, he would have have to have known that what he was doing to me wasn't all that bad! About Me Ch. 04 As I am recounting these events in my life, I just found another point that my husband scored and that I was fully unaware of. As time went on he gradually changed my prim and proper attire. To the world I wasn't slutty, but my drab colourless dresses were replaced with livelier ones. I was still properly dressed, but my clothes now got some colour. Our friends were noticing the changes on me, and they were complementing me often. We started to socialize more and the whole family was happier. One of the reasons that I hadn't noticed the importance of this makeover was that it was for the better. But the next steps that he had taken were on the basis of the prepared groundwork! Out of the house I had my good clothes, at home and alone I was his slutty fuck toy, and when we had company, well, there he made some changes. He brought home ever shorter and more sexier dresses, slightly provocative, frilly and fresh! I looked great wearing the clothes he got for me, but every-time that I would dress for company I would feel the pang that I was improper! I felt vain, indulgent, and then my husband would come and give me a proper kiss and everything was right with the world! As my old wardrobe was moved out, so came his new demands, he replaced all of my old underwear with new silky, sexy, slutty ones in one go! I was shocked! It was a Tuesday, I remember it like it was yesterday! During the night he threw out all of my bras and panties, my slips, and stacked the wardrobes with new small, thin, flimsy excuses for panties! In protest for the rest of the week I went naked through the house! We had to cancel our guests on Thursday and Friday since I didn't want to put on those garments. In the meantime he had used my anger to take me even more often. I could tell that he wasn't into sex those days as much as he was into taking me in protest! He couldn't get it up every time, so he pushed it in my mouth on those occasions until he was hard enough to stick it to me! Sunday came, I had woken up early, lying in bed naked, next to my naked husband, I thought about last week, and what our relationship had lost. That's when my mind started looking for excuses; the panties were nice and expensive, he had spent a lot of time and money picking them out, but it would be unimaginable for me for anyone at church to find out that I was wearing them, but still, How could they? Panties are something that is not shared in church! Upon awaking my husband found me looking through the assortment of the offensive wear. At that point in my life, in my mind, it was acceptable for me to go around the house naked, but unacceptable to wear something like that to church! Looking at my choices, I found a lacy pair that, if there were a lot more of them, could be my choice. I found the matching bra and slipped it on. From the bed my husband watched me, technically it wasn't sex, so I broached the subject, telling him how angry I was at him for what he had done. He just smiled, looking at my angry face, and told me that I was beautiful, and that that is all he wanted for me to be! Well, that shut me up fast! I stuttered trying to get out my angry words but he just kissed me and left the room! I took my time dressing, I fond myself looking for a dress that would go well with the panties! At church that day no one gave a notice to me and my predicament, by noon I had relaxed and had forgotten all about the slut that was under that dress. I smiled at my husband, and I swear that he could read my mind! He came up to me, as I was chatting with some girlfriends, and whispered just one word in my ear, "lace?" That was enough to bring down my calm facade! As I moved away from my friends, so as they wouldn't notice my discomfort, I felt every fold of my dress as it slipped over my skin, arousing me, reminding me of my image in the mirror from this morning, before I slipped on the dress. As night fell, we were in our bedroom, I had taken the dress off and just stood naked in the middle of the room, the lights were on, the bed was made, and I wasn't sure what to do. He left me standing there without a word, it was time for him to give me a bath, but he just lay there on the bed, ignoring me. My skin was tingling, my cunt was wet, I could feel the tickle of a drop form on my pussy! The blindfold was on top of my pillow neatly folded, and he was naked on his side of the bed just looking at me. I was more self-conscious than ever before, he kept looking at me, looking me over, as if this was his first time seeing me! I took a few steps toward the bed expecting him to do something, his cock was hard and gently throbbing, my pussy had started to contract involuntarily, spilling my juice down my legs. I reached the bed, and his look just followed me, as I got on the bed he glanced at the folded scarf, my heart skipped a beat, I shut my eyes as I grabbed the scarf, I tied it over my face and lay down on he bed. As I let out my breath, finally safe in the safe place of my mind, he lay on top of me, passionately kissing me. I was so conflicted from all of the happenings in the last few days that I almost returned his kiss! That night we almost made love, for me it was a constant battle over what I was feeling for my husband and what I felt was religiously proper! The inner war was merciless, and the casualties were my beliefs! Finally I felt the tell sign, that my husband was cumming, and I wasn't, I had held out! That day had changed a lot in our relationship, now whenever I was out, I still wasn't prim and proper! I would be wearing the sluts uniform under my clothes! The clothing I had for company, I would have to chose carefully so as not to reveal what was underneath. And from that day on I was to blindfold myself! These changes took their time in coming, that's why I have just noticed the pattern! The changes were made so as to train me, to keep me aroused and to push me into sexual situations that I avoided! After I had gotten used to wearing the clothes he bought me in front of company, he would make me wear them out to dinner! He would take me to nice places where we were strangers, and he would shower me with affection, and like a flower I blossomed! I loved the way he showed his affection for me, but I couldn't take the sex that went with it! That's what had gotten us in this mess in the first place! After all of the time that had passed, he had his answer in his jacket pocket. He would display the blindfold on his chest for everyone yo see, but only I knew what it meant for us! At times when we were out, having a good time, I would longingly glance at his pocket, catching my glance he would take me home, or what became an often practice, to the restroom, where he would put out the fire that would rage in us! As months turned into years, I had changed from the stuck-up wife, to my husbands fuck toy. In all of the days that passed, he had had me in every way, I still managed my prim appearance for our family and friends, for the people in church. I had different sets of clothes, and manners, for all occasions: when we went to church, when we were with family and friends, and when it was only the four of us. I wore the sluttiest bathing suits when our family went to the beach alone, and almost proper ones if we took somebody else with us! At home by the pool we were naked; and there was the next step in his plan! My nephew was staying with us for a while, he was older than our son, so I had to adapt my clothing to him. When we sent my sister off, and I returned to the house, my husband had set out one of my more revealing outfits for me to wear. When I asked him about it, he reasoned that it might not be proper to wear my usual stuff but, given his age, that it would be appropriate, and that he couldn't take two weeks of not looking at me as he's been accustomed! The outfit that he picked out was one a naughty girl might wear, tight top and a short frilly skirt, there were no panties to go with it; next to it was one of my bathing suits, small top and bottom, and almost nonexistent when wet! As I changed I found everybody on the patio having drinks, the kids were bickering and my nephew was mediating. My husband watched over them and gave me a long stare as I walked out onto the deck. I had my bathing suit on, and went straight for the sun-bed. As I crossed his field of sight I saw blood run up to my nephew's face! He just looked at me without shame as if it was OK to stare like he was! His mother wasn't teaching him anything! I lay down on the recliner, spreading my legs wide and placing my feet on the deck, halfway reclining, and from under my sunglasses I could see my nephew checking me out. Was he in for a surprise, when I would come out of the water, I found myself thinking! My husband brought me my drink, when I noticed my scarf peeking from the pocket of his Polo shirt! I quickly recapped everything that has happened since my sister left and saw through his plan! He wanted to use me, to tease the innocent boy, and I fell for it, I was willing and helping! From the look on my face, my husband realized that I had caught on to his plan, and before I said anything, he told me that everything was all right, that he was still young, and that he didn't understand any of what was happening! Those were the words I wanted to hear, that it was all right, that I wasn't doing anything wrong, and not to worry! I know that it was hypocritical of me, but I have been living in denial so long, that I had begun to lose my sense of better judgement! I needed the rush, the rush that was innocent, that would fill the hole but not condemn my eternal soul! I took a sip of my strong drink, felt it burn on the way down, and then called to the kids to come and play "Marco-Polo" with me in the pool! We all jumped in, they all knew how to swim, so we horsed around a little before we ended up in the shallow end to play. We stood in the shallow water, my nephew and I were taller, so we were up to our crotches, while my kids were just right for the game. As I stood up I watched the reaction of disbelief appear on my nephew's face! I was naked to his eyes now, the water had pulled in my bathing suit tight against my skin, my pussy was molded out in the translucent material, and my nipples, with their dark circles, had just lost the edge of vulgarity on them, showing almost unhindered by the material! His jaw slacked, almost dropping, I ignored the obvious, and I ignored his cock growing in his trunks. We started playing, I searched first, closing my eyes, letting him get his eyeful as I spun in futile trying to catch someone! I peeked through to see him him ogle me, I turned my back to him bending over and reaching for someone, giving him long looks at my ass, dipping into the water from time to time to keep the wet look of my suit! My husbands words meant a lot to me at that moment, I kept repeating them to myself, "everything was all right!" As I was "unable" to tag anyone, they got bolder and gathered around me, touching me and pinching! When I felt a hand caress may ass, I knew who it was, as I was still unsuccessful at catching them, I felt my nephew run his fingers up and down my front, with one hand, as he felt up my ass with the other. I didn't discourage him, I actually slipped a little deeper in the water, so that my children wouldn't see their cousin feel up their mother! It was time that I caught someone, I chose my daughter, because she was so much into the game! As we traded places and she started searching, I took turns hiding behind one of the boys. As I hid behind my son I gave him a strong hug, which made him run away from me just so that I wouldn't embarrass him again! As I hugged my nephew from behind he reached back and felt up my ass again, in return, I slowly drew my fingers over his cock! "Everything is going to be all right!" my husbands voice was chanting in my head! As we avoided being caught buy my daughter, I kept close to my nephew's back, and he "kept me safe" by holding tight to my ass, manoeuvring me around the pool and taking many liberties to feel up my pussy! I returned the favour, but not as often, running my fingers over his cock! "Everything is going to be all right!", "Everything is going to be all right!" "Everything is going to be all right!" His fingering had pushed my invisible suit off of my pussy and bunched what little I had in the back into a wet string. His fingers were now touching my bare skin! I slowly pulled us up to the shallow end so that he could see my now bare pussy and almost bare ass! "Everything is going to be all right!" I felt the cool pool water splashing against my cunt, I also felt my cunt ooze into the pool! My daughter had caught my son, he was furious! As we played I could tell that he was intentionally going after her, we relaxed in our end of the pool, my nephew plainly looking at my pussy! I gave him a kiss on the cheek and without adjusting my suit left the pool. As I was leaving the pool, I returned his immodest look at may ass with an unconcealed look of my own at his cock! I returned to the house slowly, letting my nephew feast his eyes on my nudity. My husband was just behind the patio doors, when I saw him, I knew that he had been watching us play the whole time! It wasn't just my secret, what happened in the pool. I looked at him and asked him, "was everything going to be all right?" He took me in his arms and kissed me, nodded his head, and said that of-course it was. Then right there in the doorway to the deck, he took the wet suit off of me, leaving me completely naked in front of my nephew! I returned to our room to dress, but in the light of what happened in the pool, decided against the outfit that my husband suggested. I chose one of my most modest house dresses. It was short, not very tight, pulled in at the waist, good cleavage, and not blatantly transparent. If one was careful it was almost presentable, but worn without panties and a bra as I did, it was more than provocative! Since everyone was by the pool, I served lunch on the deck. My husband had his tight Speedo suit on, barely covering his massive cock and balls, the kids in their suits were all around the table. My nephew wasn't to self-conscious about sporting his boner! I placed small paper plates on the glass table in front of everybody, and served sandwiches that my husband had made. I took my time bending over picking the best sandwich for everybody, and giving a show of my boobs, I sat across from my nephew, close to my husband. The glass tabletop gave us an unobstructed view of one-another, I could see my nephew's cock outlined in his trunks as it strained against the wet nylon, as I sat down in my seat the short dress had pulled up and my wet pussy was smiling right at him! Our children usually have afternoon naps, so after we ate I took them to their rooms. We gave our nephew the room across the hall from ours. As I took him to his room I started unzipping my dress, letting him know that I was planing on take it off. I turned my back on him, not waiting for him to enter his room, and slipped out of my dress! I knew that he was watching so I left the door to our bedroom open as I walked in. I busied myself around the room letting my nephew have private stares at my naked body! As I heard my husband coming, so did I hear the door to his room closing. I met my husband at the door to our room, when I louder than was necessary told him that I needed him! I took his blindfold and tied it across my face, leaving the door almost wide open, I let my husband have me for the benefit of my nephew to watch! About Me Ch. 05 I had gotten so horny with everything that I went through that I couldn't think straight! My nephew was more than 18 years old, but I had allowed my husband to tell me that it was alright to parade in front of him nude! I allowed him to touch me, I let him see me naked! Worst of all, I loved having his eyes, and fingers on me! As we got on the bed, I tied the scarf over my eyes, and knelt in front of my husband to shove it in! I turned my ass halfway toward the door, so if my nephew had the courage to watch, he could clearly see my husband's massive tool split my pussy! As soon as I braced myself, he impaled me, no foreplay, that was over since we left the patio. It was time to fuck! My husband was as horny as I was, he got into a steady pace and kept pushing, I held on to the sheets, pretty soon I started panting, my head was being thrown about from the force of his penetration, the blindfold had slipped across my face and with one eye I could see my nephew looking in. I turned slightly on the bed, opened my eyes from under the blindfold, and watched in the mirror over the dresser, as my husband watched my nephew watching us fuck on the bed! My knees trembled, today I didn't resist the oncoming climax, I felt my pussy quiver, I felt it ooze uncontrollably, and as the O hit me I bunched up in the middle of the bed! My husband was close, but not there yet, I couldn't kneel anymore, I just lay there shaking. It wasn't the first time that my husband had me in that state, and he wasn't to be denied his share of pleasure. He brought his cock up to my face and started rubbing! I usually just waited for him to come, today I opened my mouth and welcomed him in, with all the slime he brought with it from my pussy. From the top of the bed, between my husband's legs, I plainly saw my nephew watch me devour my husband's massive cock! It didn't take long for my husband to culminate, but I took my time, and made a show of finishing him of, taking every drop and cleaning it like it was my last time! I saw my nephew pull into his room, as we snuggled into the covers. I shivered in my husbands arms as he held me tight to his chest! I awoke from the afternoon nap groggy, groggy from the sex, groggy from the experience before the sex, and with a pain deep inside me because of what I had done! How could I do it? Why did I do it? whatever question I asked myself, I knew the answer; "My husband made me do it!" As I lay there, thinking weather I am ever going to leave my bed, what should I do, I kept saying to myself, "he made you do it!" I knew just how much of everything was his doing, and I knew how much I wanted all of it to happen, but still it was he, he made me do it! As I got out of bed, on the nightstand was a slutty dress for me to wear! "You see! He is making you wear that!" my inner voice told me. But as I slipped it on I smiled. He picked out another lacy dress, pulled in at the waist, but loose, cleavage of-course, and short. I had worn T shirts that were longer. When I stood straight, well, my pussy was on display, not to mention my ass! The dress barely fell on the top swell of my ass! There was no way that "I" would ever wear "that", but that is what he wanted, so that is what I wore. As I slowly climbed down the steps, I heard them in the living room. I saw our kids playing in their corner, and the two of them watching the game. They wore their boxers and T shirts, sitting across each-other as they watched TV. I walked up to my husband, bent down, giving him a long kiss, and my nephew a good long close-up look of my goods. I turned around and gave my nephew a short kiss, and my husband a peak at what his game buddy had just been looking at. The both of them plainly adjusted their cocks in their boxers and said hi. As I stood close to my nephew, I asked my husband about some refreshments, or coffee, he said for me to get the coffee and he'd order pizza. My nephew came to help me in the kitchen, as I took out the pot and set it cooking, I asked for the better cups and saucers that I couldn't "reach". Standing behind me, in front of the cupboard, he reached over slowly bringing down a cup and saucer one by one. For him to reach the top shelf he had to press against my back, and my "back" was bare, he had to lean in, and press hard! As he reached for the last cup I felt him take a long breath as his nose was up against my neck and cheek. He could probably smell his uncle smeared all over my face, but it seemed to turn him on! His cock was long and very hard as it poked my bare ass over his boxers. I turned around, casually grabbing him and squeezing it as a thank-you for his help. I saw his eyes glaze over! We finished the coffee, I took the tray in, and in front of the boys made a show arranging the coups and pouring the hot drink. As I sat down next to my husband I saw the look on my nephews face, the big man was blocking his view of my nudity! I elbowed my husband so that he would notice, and he sent me over to my nephews side, so that our guest wouldn't sit alone! I sat comfortably on the couch next to him, taking my cup and saucer in hand. His eyes were on my gaping crotch! We were as cool as we could be in such a situation, everyone's face was beet red, my pussy was drenched, and their cocks were stiff as they could get! We made small-talk, avoiding the "elephants" in the room, my pussy, their cocks and the whole atmosphere! It was getting hard to breathe, we were all taking shallow breaths by the time the pizza arrived! We took our dinner out on the deck, I arranged the paper plates again and we sat eating as we had this afternoon. We ate in silence as we watched each-other, over and through the glass table. After I put the kids to bed, my husband asked me to put on a suit and come to the hot tub with him, I told him that it would be rude to let my nephew be alone so early in the evening, when he asked him to join us. We met in the hall as we changed, I had my same suit from before, and I noticed my nephews eyes show a sparkle! We got into the hot water, and I was naked in a flash. My husband gave me a hug and pulled me over next to him. We sat there for a while, enjoying the water the bubbles, and the soft music playing! We started kissing, there in the tub after a while, but when it got "hot", I asked my husband for us to go to our room. We all left, in the hall in front of our rooms we said goodnight, and parted, not closing our door, my husband covered my eyes, stripped me and had sex with me again that day. We were not as loud as this afternoon, but my nephew knew to come out of his room and watch us from the hall. I had stopped closing my eyes under my blindfold, and through the gaps and the lace I could see him watching us! My husband went for my ass that night, he loved my ass, I knelt before him, allowing him unhindered penetration, my ass was on fire, my pussy in turmoil, and deep inside my soul I was boiling! Was everything going to be alright as my husband claimed? About Me Ch. 06 That night I didn't sleep well. My husband had had hard sex with me twice, and made me flirt with my sisters son. My pussy was sore, and my ass was throbbing. I tried to lay still in bed for the pain to pass. The pain in my body was bearable, but the pain in my soul was horrible! When I was a little girl, and as I grew, my mother told me that one day, when I marry, I would have to suffer, that I would have to bear the burden of being a woman in this world. That I would have to bear my husbands needs. That he would want me, but that if I was to be a good woman, that I should not let the temptation of sex take me on the road to ruin! The first months, and years, I really enjoyed having sex with my husband, but as we had our second child, and as she got a little older, my mother took me aside at church, and reminded me of what she'd been telling me. She pointed out some verses from the scriptures, she told me what her mother had told her, and then she said that it was time to stop having sex with my husband! She said that if I didn't do it now, that it would be too late, and that he would take me down a road that I couldn't come back from! She said that men were insatiable, and that if they had it their way, that they would ruin a woman! She gave me a red braid out of wool for me to wear on my wrist, to keep the daemons away from getting to my soul. I always wore that braid, and the first few months, after she revealed to me the truth about men, I fought very hard. I fought the lust that I felt deep inside myself, the need that I felt for my husband in bed. The need that I knew now, that he had cursed me with! I had conquered the lustful passion, I had started to live my life on the right path. I talked to my mother often, I confided in my priests, and I felt righteous! Not that long after my successfully finding the path to Ascension, had my troubles at home begun. My husband kept constantly talking to people, our friends, about my refusal to have sex with him. They couldn't understand me, because most of them never went to church, and their parents had raised them differently I had my good luck charm, my red braid of pure wool, I had my convictions and there was no turning back! That early morning, as I woke up my husband was already gone, on the nightstand laid out was one of my housecoats and a mini red bikini. I looked at the garments from my bed, and racing through my mind were the memories of what he had made me do, and did to me yesterday and last night! As I lay there, I remembered the game in the pool with the children, the evening as I served coffee, the night in the hot tub, and then the pounding of my ass as my nephew watched it all from the hall! I was breathing hard, but not from the pain in my soul, but from the throbbing in my pussy! I started to ooze into the bedspread! I got out of bed, naked I went to the kitchen and made myself coffee, as I held the hot cup in my hands, I pressed my bare ass against the cold slab of the counter. As I looked over the room, I could see myself flirting with my nephew, I could see him pressing his stiff cock up my bare ass, as he was handing me the cups. My drool was running down my legs as I relived those moment from last night. I took a deep breath and confronted all of the objections that rose to my mind about why all of that was wrong. As they passed through my mind, I remembered what my husband had told me; no one is going to know any of what we do, we are not hurting anyone, that he loves me, and that everything was going to be all right! As I reminded myself of his words, I touched my mother's charm around my wrist; no, she must never find out about what I am doing! Not her, nor anyone we know can know, what my husband does to me! I slowly sipped at my coffee, I had gained my balance for today, and everything was really going to be all right! / As I stood in the kitchen I heard a sound from the guest room, my nephew was up. I really loved him, as if he was my own son. I had taken care of him when he was a baby, I had watched him grow into this wonderful boy, and now we were grown up, together and almost alone in the house. I went upstairs to the bedroom, still naked I met him in the hall, his morning wood was impressive in his boxers, I even think that I saw it twitch as he saw me naked in front of him. I ignored his stare and asked him how he had slept, I stood in the doorway to my bedroom, my side to him, so that all of my treasures were out of plain sight. as he looked at my cup, I asked him if he wanted some, and I told him to wait for me to get dressed and that we would go to the kitchen. As I entered the room, he stood in the doorway watching me, my clothes were laid out, but still I went to my closet and purposefully pulled out some of the slutty ones that I had, to show him. I could see his eyes grow as I rummaged through my wardrobe. I finally reached for, and slipped on the garment my husband had laid out for me. Barely covering my hips, the rag showed everything that I had! My husband wanted me to be a slut in front of my nephew today. I know what a slut is, so I played my part. Before leaving the bedroom, I did some searching through the lower drawers letting my nephew see what was in store for him today. I moved over to the dresser, put a knee up on the seat and looked through the jewelry box. As I posed there searching, my nephew was eying my box! I asked him to come over and help me look, he took the few steps and positioned himself against my ass! With a twitch to my buttocks, his cock slipped into the groove of my ass crack. We stood there in silence for a few moments, when I continued to talk to him, hypocritically ignoring the reality of the situation. I let him stand there behind me, with his dick trapped between my ass cheeks, till I felt a twitch in his cock. I moved us out of my room and into the kitchen. On the way down, we cooled off a bit, I put the pot on, and he helped me reach for the cup, again. Brushing my fingers against his hard-on, I stood in front of the stove waiting for the water. He followed me in step, as I stood there, he gingerly slipped his hand between my legs! I could feel his fingers slipping along my slit in all of the drool oozing from my pussy! His hand effortlessly slipped in and out of my crack, slicking its way from the front, between my legs, and up my ass. I stood there chatting as I made the coffee, as he touched me, the way a nephew never should! Like my husband, he didn't need me to tell him if it was OK, for him to be doing what he was doing, my pussy said everything! I had him sit at the table to drink his coffee, As he sat down, I stood right next to him, allowing his fingers free access to roam as they would, as I played with his hair. He drank his coffee slowly, as I continued to chatt with him! As he slipped a couple of fingers deep into me, I asked him how his mother was treating him, was she good to him? I asked him if he liked his stay at our house, as I felt him churn the insides of my pussy with his fingers! I told him that he was to be very careful as not to speak to other people about the way that we live in our house, and as he promised that he wouldn't say a word, I could see his cock explode inside his boxers. I knelt in front of him, pushed him back in the chair, pushed down his boxers and told him to relax and that I would clean off his spill, so as not to leave a stain. He closed his eyes as he leaned back in the chair, kneeling between his legs, I held on to his strong thighs, as I sucked his slimy cock into my mouth. He was still spurting as I sucked him in, I made a vacuum, closing my mouth tightly around his shaft and head. The wet sensation of my mouth, sent up another load of cum. I held his hot cock in my mouth, it jumped and jerked, oozed, until he calmed down. As I felt it relax, I started cleaning him off. I collected every drop of his sweet cum with my tongue and mouth as he looked down on me. I smiled at him and told him to be careful not to leave stains when he was visiting someone's house. He looked down at me with a smile; I told him to come to me when he feels that he's going to make a mess, and that as his aunt, I would take care of that for him! / We were still catching our breath when my kids came down for breakfast. My nephew helped me in the kitchen, by keeping my pussy stoppered with his fingers so that it wouldn't leak, as I tended to the kids meal. While the children ate, I stood next to my nephew, talking about the little things and he took liberties with my dripping crotch! After breakfast, we went out to the pool, with everything that has happened I didn't bother with my bating suit, my husband wanted me to be a slut for my nephew! I called him over to spread some lotion on me as I lay on the towel in the sun. He came over, his trunks tenting as he started to massage the cream into my skin. I watched his cock strain against the material, I saw it throbbing right in front of my face as my nephew touched my naked body. He couldn't take it anymore, he asked me if I would help him not stain his bathing suit! I placed him on the towel in front of me, and lying on my stomach between his legs, I slowly crept up taking his cock into my mouth and a good way down my throat! His cock was trapped, he was sitting down and couldn't move his hips to fuck my face! He slumped over my head massaging my back with his oily hands, as I feed on his cock! He was trembling on the towel, I held his cock tightly in my mouth, and he couldn't make the few moves he needed to cum! His cock was younger and a lot thinner than my husbands, so for me it wasn't a strain to keep him in this state of tension! I held on until I heard him whimper almost in pain! Then I had him lean back, and with a glance at my kids, pulled myself up just enough to give him room to move. He instantly realized that I have given him space and he manically fucked my mouth! I held on to him, took his balls in my hand and played with them as he blew load after load! He fell back on the spread towel as I cleaned his cock for the second time in his life. As he was catching his breath, I pulled up next to him and teased him, about his mother, does she ever keep him clean as I, his aunt, do? I was out of my mind, the years of not letting my sexual arousal grow had made me a junkie, now that I am feeling it again. I started doing anything, saying anything just to keep up the sexual tension! I didn't let my nephew fuck me, I decided that being sexually aroused, even sucking a close relatives dick, was acceptable, but that actual sex, well, that was a sure road to ruin! And of course my husband did say that everything was going to be alright! We played some more games during the day, some with each other, some with my kids. By late afternoon, my husband came home and found us by the pool. Not a word did he say as he saw me naked next to my sisters son. We went in and I made dinner, as I worked in the kitchen, the two men sat at the table and watched me. We talked about this and that, when I noticed my nephew sporting a boner, I decided to test my husbands resolve, in having a slut wife, so I told him how, as his aunt, I have to keep a watch on him, so he doesn't stain his clothes. My husband looked at me not understanding. I came up to my nephew, gave him a scratch on the head, making everything look so innocent, all the while explaining to my husband a totally ludicrous idea of what I was about to do! Both my husband, and reluctantly in my husbands presence, my nephew watched me intently. As I came up close to my nephew I pushed his hand up my wet crotch, letting he feel me up in front of my husband, the move of his hand was so nonchalant, that it didn't look out of place, and when I saw his cock jump, I turned to my husband saying that I have to help my nephew out, and that as soon as I'm done, I would finish dinner. My husband looked at me with this look of wonder in his eyes, in them I saw that I wasn't wrong. I bent down, slipping my nephews boxers off and freeing his cock and balls, I slipped his cock in one gulp deep into my throat, as I wiggled my ass and pussy in my husbands face. He watched me taking the young cook in my mouth, as he ran his hand between my wet legs. I went down on that stiff cock, taking time to talk about how this was just another thing an aunt does for her nephew! All of us were hot and horny, my nephew wasn't going to last long, and my husband was quickly bringing me to the edge. Finger-fucking also couldn't be a sin, and I was so hot that I almost didn't care! As my nephew started cumming I made a show of letting his cum drool out and around his cock, just to lick it up and swallow it! As the first ropes of cum showed around my nephews cock, my husband pushed his course fat thumb up my ass and sent me over the edge! When I cum, I love to smell and taste cum in my mouth, the feel of a cock between my lips. Since my nephew had blew his load already, my husband called me to him, to help him clean up! Keeping things clean around the house was a woman's job, it couldn't be a sin to do your job, now could it? My mind was a mush! I felt like someone had thrown a net over my thoughts and was dragging it them with it! I felt like my mind was being pulled through the murky waters of a stale river! I couldn't see anything, I couldn't think, all I experienced was the excitement of the sexual stimulation! As I sucked my husbands big cock into my mouth, he began feeding me his hot seed! That's what came to my mind, I was sucking on my husbands seed, his most precious gift, and I was feeding on it! I sucked and licked, watching my man relax as I tended to him with my mouth. I felt great, for all of the great things that we just shared and from the orgasm that I waited for the whole day. I was turning into a sexual animal, I was feeding on the sexual energy that was being spent around me! Was that what my mother's warning was about? As we cooled off, I thought about everything, about my slutty clothes and I remembered that my husband once said, I want you to be beautiful, and I did look good in those clothes, so I amended my ideas of what was right, again. It couldn't be a sin if I just look good wearing those clothes, on me they weren't slutty, because I wasn't a slut! From the corner of my cloudy mind, I could hear that a slut was a woman that sucked cocks, not just her husbands, but others too, a slut would prance about naked and show off her goods! Sluts enjoyed getting fucked, they enjoyed getting their ass torn into! Sluts had ever wet pussies and were always getting fucked! As I thought about the words that were coming to my mind, all I could see in them was how vulgar that voice was, the meanings of the string of words were lost to my blurred mind! I was understanding, what my husband had said, everything stays between us, no one else is going to know, and everything is going to be all right! / That evening, as soon as we had put the kids to bed, my husband had pulled out the blindfold. With all of the sexual tension of the day, as soon as I saw it my knees buckled! We were still in the upstairs hall, my husband had me in his arms and led me to our room. I didn't hear the door close, but I did hear the light go on! My husband led me to the bed, and had me on all fours in the middle of it! I had hardly caught my breath, as he maneuvered me around the bed, the uncertainty of what he was going to do to me tonight, making me dizzy. I could feel my pussy pulse, the reflex that my husband had trained in me! I was wet, my mouth was half-open and salivating, my eyes were tightly closed and I felt my asshole constrict involuntarily! He moved in behind me, making me think that he was going after my ass again, but nothing happened, I couldn't stand it anymore, I opened my eyes under my blindfold, feeling as if I was peeking out from the safe place in the dark of my mind. I could see him in the mirror next to the bed getting lotions he used when he fucked me. I braced myself, still looking at what was happening to me. I saw my nephew in the doorway with his cock in his hand watching the scene in the middle of the room. I felt the cold cream as it splashed against my hot skin, I shut my eyes in reflex, and just felt my husbands fingers rubbing the cream into the skin of my ass and pussy. When he was done, I felt his cock slide up into me! As the cock spread my pussy on its way in, it felt strange, and then I opened my eyes again. In the mirror I could see my nephew fucking me from behind! His cock was thinner, a lot thinner than my husbands, but it felt harder. As he fucked me I found myself cooperating, participating, for the first time in so long. It felt great! "SLUT!" I heard loudly from somewhere in the darkness of my mind. He took his time, I've been emptying his balls the whole day, so the fuck lasted. Holding onto my hips, he pulled me on, and pushed me off his hard thin member! I braced myself on the bed, giving him support, and helping him in his thrusts. When he would bottom out in me, I could feel an ancient itch being scratched! We moved in unison, a well oiled pussy and a stiff cock pumping it, I felt my ass start to throb, I felt him speed up, and then I blacked out from the force of the orgasm! I woke up in the dark, in my husbands arms, I was exhausted, but I felt great. In the dark, with my aching pussy in the palm of my hand, I could see the light, my husband was right, nobody is going to know anything, it was our life, and everything was going to be all right! About Me Ch. 07 I started writing this story because I had to tell someone about what I've been going through. My life has been a mix of very happy, and very sad moments, but I suppose that everyones lives are like that. The thing that had gotten me to write this, is the pressure of living this hypocritical two-faced, or more than two-faced existence. As I have mentioned the life that I'm living is troubling me, I have no one that I could talk to, about it, or I would burst the bubble that my husband and I have created around us. My beliefs have been instilled by my mother, living under the thumb of her mother. In the part of the world that we live in, small city, tight religious community, with everyone minding everyones busyness, and I a "good" daughter, what was I to do? What was I to do, but to create a secret life, behind the doors of my bedroom, and hidden from the eyes of everyone that I had known! As I wrote, it wasn't clear sailing for me. For years I had lived oppressed and tormented by my conscience, with constant reflections as to: "what would my mother say if she could see me now!" The months of sex that I had with my husband have been permanently erased, and a new time of guilt and self-reproach had taken its place. As I lived my life, I hadn't noticed the way that my husband was manipulating me. As I am putting these words out to an unknown reader, I'm catching the tenuous strings that he had been pulling on me! As I remembered the first times of flirting with my nephew, the sex that I had "unknowingly" had with him, and the Idea of my husband throwing me at him; it suddenly dawned on me! He wasn't throwing me at him, but the other way around! He was throwing him at me! Knowing how my life progressed from that point, I now know this to be true! It was the sex with my nephew that had broken my resolve not to participate in sex with my husband! After that night, even if I still wore the blindfold as he was taking me, I had the door to that dark place in my mind open! As I watched, detached from my physical being, as my husband fucked me, I allowed my body more freedom, to react to the stimulations and sensations of sex! / The next day, after my husband allowed my nephew to defile me, I had to revise my list of things that a wife could do, and still not forfeit her immortal soul! The sex from the previous night had blew my mind, it was the next morning and I was still enjoying the afterglow. I couldn't renounce what had happened, nor did I want to, but I had to appease somehow what had happened, and what I thought I knew was right! So, to put it bluntly, I then came to a conclusion, that I can paraphrase today in the next simple idea: as long as we didn't talk about sex, and anything that has to do with sex, as long as sex and everything about it, was the deepest darkest secret between us, and I wore the blindfold, then anything goes! Saying that today seems so, so, I don't know how to phrase it, but at that time in my life, with everything that was brewing deep inside me, It was just another agonizing step for me to make. As I got out of bed that morning, my slutty clothes were laid out for me, I slipped the robe on and went to the kitchen. I made coffee and a light breakfast for my nephew, the kids and myself. I sat at the table and waited for him to wake up. I sat facing the door to the hall, I watched him approach as he came downstairs, his cock was hard and sticking out of the front of his boxers. He smiled at me and said good-morning, he came up to me at the table, bent down and gave me a chaste kiss. I asked him to tell me how he had slept, and as he looked into my eyes, with a gentle hand on the back of my head to hold it still, pushed his cock into my mouth! As I sucked on his meat he told me his dreams. Holding my head with both hands he joyously used my mouth to stimulate his cock as he told me his "dream!" He remembered from yesterday how I teased him about his mother and his cock, so he coyly asked me if it was alright for him to tell me his dream, even if it was dirty, and he would have to use dirty words? With just the tip of his cock in my mouth, my tongue dipping into his pee-slit, I nodded my head. He then started to make up this dream about his mother and all the lewd things she did and he to her. As we were not really talking about sex, but a "dream" it was alright for him to say it, and for me to hear it. He turned to telling the story in such a way that he was expressing his need for me, and all of the things that he would beg to do to me! My ears started to burn, some from the words, but more from the excitement that his words were having on me! He had stirred the smoldering coals of my desire into a raging fire! I sat there sucking on his cock, itching between my legs for a fuck as he started to pour his cum down my throat! With one arm I reached around his ass, and pulled him in tightly against my face, waiting for his flood to recede. Both of us had a glassy look in our eyes, the kitchen smelt of sweat and cum, and I delighted in the mix! He sat next to me, I gave him a hug and pressed his face to my chest. As he caught his breath, he reached around me and took me in his arms, taking me from the chair in the kitchen to the love seat in the living-room. He placed me on the cushions and hand me lie on my stomach. He resumed telling me his "dream" and in reality narrated ahead of time what he was going to do to me. He first gently caressed my back, but then told me how his mother had really turned him on, and how he wanted to stretch her tight body and all of her holes. As he mentioned her holes, I felt him pushing his fingers deep into my pussy, I felt him scoop out my wetness and spread it all around, dipping his slick fingers into my asshole! I relaxed under his touch and allowed him to probe me as he talked. He knelt next to the sofa, I reached for his hard again cock, and took it in my hand. He wasn't gentle with me, and excited as I was, I didn't need him to be. His fingers violated my ass and pussy! One by one he was stuffing me with them! He stretched my holes so much that I had thought that he was going to break the skin, but my holes endured, intact, as he pushed as many fingers in as he dared! He had his fingers in both of my holes, as I neared my high, I pulled his cock to my face, he adjusted his position so that I could suck him while he excited my body to a new high! I was stretched out to my limits, his fingers fucking the air out of me as my orgasm hit me, leaving me gasping! He kept on pushing, like a tireless machine, in and out, pulling and pushing as I rode the wakes of my bliss! I was panting, I wanted him to ease out, but he continued, in time pushing his throbbing cock down my throat! I started crying from the pain of the orgasm that his assault was giving me, he just kept going, my head was thrashing wildly, still impaled on his cock as I lost control and started chocking on it! In the last throws of life, I felt him pour into my mouth, I just let it go, I couldn't swallow, I couldn't breathe, I just let it seep out of me as he crashed over me, spent himself! / I heard the sound of my children coming down the stairs, and here I was, cum covered with my naked nephews cock against my face on the living-room's couch. What a mother was I! Breakfast was already served on the kitchen table, and they were hungry, they didn't recognize the smell and didn't care about anything else than the food at that moment. My nephew and I tiredly picked ourselves up, we sat together gently caressing each-other. He took his hand and rubbed the cum on my face into my skin! I looked at him and smiled, I had some cum on my fingers and I had him lick it off! He continued to tell me his "dream" and I told him that if the stars were right, that maybe his dream might come true for him! The next week was an exercise in denial, and straight-out procurement of sex-play! By Sunday, I had been worn out thin by my two men. We were careful around the kids, but as soon as we were out of their sight we would find some pretence that would cover our games. We never said anything outright, my husband was very good at hiding the true meaning of what he was up to, and we gave my nephew credit for his efforts. Those few days had shown me how when someone is willing to participate, how things could get done! By the end of the week, my blindfold was changed to a flimsy lace ribbon that I wore when I was to have sex! I wasn't closing my eyes anymore, but enjoyed watching myself in the mirror as my two men took their turns fucking me. I had told my husband that the bedroom needed some refreshing, and that I would like to have a nice new mirror, and that was enough. He transformed our marital bedroom into a stage for me to be a star on! The second week of my nephews visit was coming to its end, and as children in the last days of summer, we all felt sad knowing that our games were coming to their end. That Saturday night we put the kids to bed early and retired to our playroom. My nephew pulled out the lace ribbon as soon as I came in, blatantly looking me in the eyes through the lace, as he tied it over my face! My husband stripped me in the middle of the room, and set up the camera in the corner. While my husband spread-out the toys we used while playing our games, my nephew fingered my crotch, with eagerness, spreading out my ass he pushed his cock between my legs. I trapped it, squeezing it with my thighs as hard as I could. When he turned me to the bed, I saw the pillows that my husband has arranged for me in the middle of the bed. Our games were played without any words, sexy music was playing as they put me over the pillows! My husband took the strong electric massager in his hand as my nephew pressed me into the pillows spreading my legs! My body had grown accustomed to all of the toys that we used, my ass and pussy had been conditioned in taking everything that they gave me, so for me it was another night on seventh heaven!... / Next morning as I was dressing for church, my nephew watched me, well versed in our ways he took his liberties with my body as I moved about the room. I stood next to my pantie drawer, and he watched me choose, he pointed out an audacious leather set, crotchless, with tiny spikes! The bra was just leather thongs without panels. I smiled at him, and asked him if his mother wears this to church! He told me that when he was to get home he would ask her too! He helped me strap in, adjust my tits and fit the leather strips around my pussies lips! He took ho;d of my outer lips and slipped them under the straps, exposing my clit, and having me open to the world! He gently rubbed his fingers into the slime that I was producing and played with me before sticking them in! I pushed him away and took out my Sunday dress. He helped me put it on and button it up, I stood in front of him and the mirror looking at the way I was dressed. I felt the constricts of the dress, the way it was long, covering my ankles almost, the way it was high around my neck, like a noose! As I looked shyly at my nephew, I saw him draw his fingers under his nose, inhaling my smell that they carried! At mass, we sat on different sides of the church, but I could see him trying to catch my eye, and when he would, he would draw his finger under his nose, reminding him of me! I was wet all the time we spent at church, I was aroused, but the past weeks had sated me, I was in control of my arousal, I just felt happy! In the back of my mind, I knew that when I'm back in my castle, that my husband was going to take care of me, and that everything was going to be all right! It was all great, until I met my mother, in her drab clothes, and the sour look on her face! She looked me over, and accusingly asked what my husband has been doing to me, why did I have that look on my face, was my husband making me take drugs! In her eyes, I didn't have the look of a woman that was bearing her burden of being a woman! Looking at her, I knew that my father didn't have the strength to wear her down, and help her with the burden of being a woman! I was very thankful for the strength of mine. And I knew that everything was going to be all right! About Me Ch. 08 We just got back from sending off my nephew, and were taking care of things before we went to bed. I had my mother's look and words still in my head. I had a very religious upbringing, in a small town, where everybody knows you, and a mother that was very controlling. When I married I thought that I was away from under her thumb. But as it turns out you can never get away. That night as i put the children to bed, I passed by the study and saw my husband on the computer. From the door it looked to me like he was watching porn, no doubt looking for inspiration. I came up to him and saw on the big screen that he was looking at pictures that he had taken while he was having his way with me. It was the first time that I had seen them, and from a far it did look like porn. But when I came up next to his chair, it didn't really look that bad. I knew that he had been taking pictures, almost from the first day, but I never thought about them, and what he was doing with them. As I looked on I felt his hand slip under my dress, around and up my leg. He gently squeezed my thigh as his fingers crawled up to my wet pussy. I watched mesmerized at the screen, my pussy spread across 32 inches, you could count the pores on my skin, it was so detailed. His cock slipping into my mouth was so large, and you could see the strain my lips were under as he pushed in. The veins on it were like I was looking at satellite pictures of rivers. He pulled me over and onto his lap, lifting my dress and slipping both of his hands between my legs. He pulled me tight against his chest as he spread my knees getting into my soaking crotch. The pictures were on auto-play, each lingering long enough for me to see what he was doing to me, and then switching to a new angle or frame. He had me in every way that I knew a man could have a woman, his cock splitting open all of my holes. The pictures were so graphic that looking at the big screen I felt as if he was doing those things to me over, again. His fingers slipped in and out of my crack, slicking my skin for them to slip in even easier, he fingered my ass and made it open for him as he forced me to watch what I had shut my eyes so hard not to see. I tried to stand up and leave, but he held me tight and let me know that he wouldn't let me, I tried turning my eyes away from the screen, but that wasn't an option also. As I looked at the slide-show in front of me, I started appreciating the beauty of our naked bodies. At our age few of our friends were as fit as we were then. His cock was massive, even more on the big screen as he plunged it down or up my ass, my ass was great, not a hair to be seen, thanks to him, and all of that nude sun had cleared my skin completely. I started admiring our bodies, as he kept fingering me. I felt an orgasm coming on, and I let myself go, my muscles were on the verge of an orgasmic spasm, when he stopped stimulating my hungry hole. I bucked in his lap, spurring him on, but he held me tightly against his chest until I gave up. As I took up my breathing again, he pushed my head up towards the screen with his chin, and slowly returned to stimulating me. He edged me on that evening until I think that foam started coming out of my mouth. He then took me in his arms and carried me away to our bed. On shaky legs he made me stand in front of the bed until he had made it, until he took out the lacy blindfold and put it on my face. I watched us in the new mirrors we had in our bedroom. Getting more excited by the images in front of me as well as by the images that were still in my mind of all the things that he did to me. Standing there I felt my wetness drip between my thighs, as my knees were almost giving out. He had me wait on purpose. He took me by the waist and placed kneeling in the middle of the bed, pushing my head and shoulders down onto the sheets, and sticking my ass up and out, he slipped in behind me, pushed my knees apart, to his liking and then stroked my soaking cunt. I was in heaven, his fingers slipped between my slick folds driving me crazy with their rough texture, I let out an involuntary moan, which buried me. He instantly let go of my trembling body and got off of the bed, I opened my eyes and through the lace I could see him preparing the camera, to capture his newest game that he would play with me. I was trembling on the bed, my pussy was gaping, and I could fell the cold air of the room as it filled me up, I couldn't stand it any more, I moved my hands toward the center of my being. He stopped me, he got on the bed behind me again, pushed my hands apart and my face into the sheets. He grabbed me by the skin on my hips, hard, as if I had had handles there, and impaled me with his giant cock in one swift motion all the way! As he pushed in, air escaped my pussy in a long loud fart, as he bottomed out in me, he held my ass tightly against his thighs. The sudden assault had sent a scream of pain and release through my body, I started puffing air out of my nose, trying to get a handle on the feelings rushing through me. As I was about to get control, he started pumping his cock in and out of me. The tempo was so controlled that it had me up and off of my orgasm plateau and in the air. The stimulation was incredible, I felt like I was a balloon, and his cock was pumping me. He pumped me to the edge of bursting, and then some. He held on tight to my hips in total control of the thrusts. Pumping, and pumping until I started thrashing my head on the mattress and wailing. He kept the tempo up for ages, it seemed, I was orgasming, one looooong orgasm that was climbing, and taking me with it, up to where there was no air. Then I burst! He held on to my ass, as I writhed under him, lost in the wonderful feeling that was turning my mind into mush. I lost control of my senses, of my body and slumped in the middle of the bed, curled up in the fetal position trembling. He pulled his dick out of me and brought it to my face, the smell of pussy on it. He pushed the helmet in between my lips, I instinctively started sucking, the sucking that is the most primal of all instincts. Soon he feed me his milk, I drained it all, not knowing who or what I was. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, leaving just the tip between my lips, as he showed me the next day and the next, on the big screen, my lips kissed the tip, licked the tip, sucked the tip, and collected every little dew drop that it produced. As I lay wasted in the middle of the bed, he lay behind me, spooning me and holding me tight against his body until we fell asleep and the camera ran out of batteries.