It happened One Night! By Justjon76


The following story is of pure fiction. Any similarity to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. If easily offended stop reading now, if on the other hand you are open minded and have ever had some really dirty thoughts, please read on.Hi, my name is Daniel. I would like to tell you a story from one night not so long ago, a night in June lets say. I live out in the Middle and I am a 36 year old supervisor at a local factory, making all sorts of rubbish little trinket things. I have a wife Ashley who is 34 years old and works in a local pre school nursery teaching simple things to the next generation of the human race, our future they say! We’re both fairly fit and active and try to eat all the good healthy ‘home grown’ food that is good for our body and minds and all the blah blah blah. Anyway, we have been together for some 15 years now and we feel really happy together in our simple little lives just like any other ‘normal’ couple. My Nan passed away about ten years ago and left her house to my parents, them being her only children. My parents needed someone to rent the house and seeing as my older brother had long since moved away to another state with his wife and kids they had asked my wife and I if we would want to rent it. ‘most definitely’ I had replied, you won’t find a three bedroom cottage to rent for $100 a month anywhere else in the world I would imagine, so yeah we jumped at the chance. That was ten years ago now and we have no plans on ever moving out, even if we did eventually have kids of our own.

I like I said have got one brother whom I see maybe once or twice in a year. Fine by me as he became a right ass after university and even his wife is a bit of a bitch, and don’t get me started on their spoilt ignorant as hell kids. My wife has got a single brother and unlike my own brother we get on really well, as close as my own brother used to be. He is only 26 years old, always between jobs and until recently, women. He has managed to hold down a small flat closer to town than myself and my wife but of late he has had a bit of a slump with women. Not that he would have much difficulty pulling a woman at a local bar as he is a good looking sucker and could smile his way into fort Knox. It’s just that lately he’s been getting a bit down with himself at not being able to hold down a relationship like the one his sister and I have, instead ending up with some drunken abusive nut job. He has come to stay with us quite a few times lately and I know my wife enjoys the fact that Matt ( his name by the way) and us share a common interest in just about most things and I have made her brother aware that he is welcome anytime at our house. It was on one of these nights that my story takes place and in the tale I will give my account of what happened intertwined with what my wife in her own words remembers. Here we go.

On a rainy night in…’The Middle’ 


It was about 6 o’clock on a Saturday, and the heavens had opened. Rain lashed at the windows and my wife and I had already decided to have an alcohol fuelled night of lovemaking. There was sod all on the TV again and we had put on one of our favourite playlists from the CD system, it starts with a few hours of upbeat tunes and slowly gears down to a concoction of the best of Marvin Gaye love songs and any of the slow ‘get your thing on’ love songs we own. Our bedroom was on the opposite side of the hallway to the living room and more often than not we would come straight in from work and chuck on a pair of Pyjama’s to relax into. Being a Saturday and with the prospect of going out a no go, we donned our PJ’s and readied ourselves for a good session. We had just opened a bottle of beer when the phone rang.


“Hello, Ashley speaking” I said as I answered the phone. Hoping it wasn’t my mother saying they were going to call today.

“Hi sis, it’s Matt”

“Oh, hi Matt… What’s up bro” I ask. Daniel is looking at me as I shrug my shoulders to say that I don’t know what he wants.

“I heard you were having a party and you don’t mind if I come, but you couldn’t get hold of me”

“Well were not having a party but you can come and have a drink with us if you want” I reply. I look over to Daniel to see if it is ok and he nods his head ok. 

“I don’t want to intrude…I’ll give it a miss if you are not having a party as I will have to pay full price for a cab home if there’s no-one else to bum a lift home with…I’ll just stay at home instead”

“Don’t be stupid. We don’t mind you coming over and staying the night…just bring some drink with you” I reply, again looking to Daniel for approval. He nods a ‘yes ok’. I know he was hoping to get in a session tonight on me, “maybe a quickie before he comes” I mouth over which gets a smile of approval.

“Are you sure” asks Matt

“Of course…see you in a bit and don’t forget to bring some booze” I say as I hang up the phone. “Now what did I just promise”. Daniel is unbuttoning his fly as I return the phone to its holder and he pulls out his semi flaccid cock.


My cock was just about ready to explode into her pussy, her juices oozing as she anticipated my ejaculation. With her blowjob just twenty minutes ago emptying me for my first ejaculation I really had to up the speed to get my cock ready to explode again and here it came. Her lovely tight ass slammed into my upper thighs as I dug deep into her, my hand gripped her one tit forcefully as I unloaded my second load deep inside her pussy. She groaned a loving groan and smiled back at me with satisfaction. We had always had a great sex life and would always try to get in at least three sessions a week, even more if we had a holiday week. We were no square couple either. We once did it in a restaurant that had only one toilet, you should have seen the face of the woman that had been waiting for the toilet as we came out, ha. Another time we did anal in the toilets of the local swimming pool and I just casually jumped into the pool after with my wife in hand without so much as cleaning ourselves off, she did have to get straight back out though as she struggled to hold my cum inside, ‘you squirt so much’ she had said. All that and yet we had never been blessed with kids of our own. ‘we’re too dirty’ she had said a few times when my cum had filled her ass such much it leaked for two days later, ‘or not dirty enough’ I had replied with a dirty smile. I do have a filthy mind, though they do say it’s not the mouth it comes out of but the mind it goes into. The door knocks.


I had barely enough time to clean myself up before Daniel had opened the door to let my brother in. His cum was still gurgling around in my ass and would be for another hour or so after.

“Hi my baby bro” I say as I lean in and give him a great big hug and peck on the cheek.

“Hi sis…I hope you both don’t mind me staying”

“Don’t be daft…your welcome to stay anytime” I reply. Daniel has already told him this and gone to get him a beer. “Anytime” he adds from the kitchen. “How are you…working tomorrow” I ask. No chance, mom had already told me that he had lost his job again and had said that he was feeling sorry for himself.

“No work…just want to get plastered with my fav sis and her man” he replies, there’s a look of loneliness on his face that is a bit more obvious than normal.

“If you want to talk, Daniel is always here for you” I say as I give him another hug.

“Yea he’s a good guy…but for now I just want to get good and hammered”

“Well let’s see if we can sort you out with that” says Daniel as he comes into the room carrying a can of beer for him.

“Thanks Dan, I’ll have this one but after that I’m going on the Vodka” replies Matt. ‘he really is feeling down’ I think to myself as he only goes all out on the vodka if he is wanting to get completely wasted and not remember a thing, I know those days from a long time ago, before I met Daniel.


Ashley had been in the bath for a long while, so long that I had already had four beers and was now drinking my fifth. She had taken her bottle of wine in with her but she would normally only drink about half a glass if that while she laid there. Matt and I had been talking and I had just about got the gist of what was wrong with him. He had not had a girlfriend or one night stand for nearly six months now and was feeling a little down, thinking he would be alone for the rest of his life, or until he finally went out and got another woman just like the ones he had always picked up before. But he had also said that he was tired of being bounced from one dull woman to another, he wanted to find a girl to settle down with and have a relationship like myself and his sister had. ‘That can take a bit of time’ I had told him. He rolled his eyes as if saying ‘duh, I know’.

The bedroom door opened as Ashley came stumbling out carrying an almost empty bottle of wine. She had put her PJ’s back on, but had decided that she did not need her bra. I could just about see her nips through the t-shirt she wore and I knew she was still a little horny from our quick session earlier.

“You didn’t want to put a bra on did you…I don’t think your brother wants to see a woman’s nips on display” I said as she walked through the hall light.

“He doesn’t look at me like that stupid…and he knows what I will be doing after…it’s been nearly a week that I’ve gone without” replies Ashley smirking. The bottle flailing in her hand as she came towards me.

“This poor man has gone without for a hell of a lot longer” I say as she slumps down onto my lap. The bottle of wine still has a little in the bottom and the sudden drop of her body makes it swish towards the top.

“I’m ok, it’s your house” replies Matt as he shrugs his head in amusement.

Ashley leans over me and taps her brother on the shoulder, “never mind bro you’ll get some when you want to…every woman I know tells me you’re a handsome bugger and they wouldn’t mind a bit of you”. She smiles and begins to steady herself to get back up.

As she’s getting to her feet she slips on the rug, sending the bottle of wine out of her hand. It lands in her brother’s lap and the wine that is left in the bottle quickly empties into his crotch area, soaking his jeans and pants. She’s not drunk but I can see that she is very merry, she says her ‘sorry’ to her brother whom himself just sits there. He too is on his merry way I think to myself.


I can’t believe what a clutz I was. The bottle had seemed almost empty as I walked to the living room with it, and I had only had two, maybe three glasses, big glasses.

“I’m so sorry Matt. I slipped on the bloody rug”. His jeans are soaked through but he didn’t seem to notice at first. He’s getting very tipsy I think.

“I’ll go get him a pair of PJ’s and Boxers. I’ve got a spare pair that he can borrow” says Daniel as he goes to the bedroom to get some clothes for Matt. He didn’t bring any spare as he didn’t expect anyone to throw a bottle of wine over him that night.

“Only the PJ’s, and only the bottoms…it’s like a furnace in here and I don’t want to wear another man’s boxers, thanks” says Matt as he lifts the bottle and places it on the sideboard, knocking it into a vase.

“So sorry” I say again trying not to laugh. Matt looks at me and chuckles while shaking his head.

“You sure you don’t want a pair of boxers” asks Daniel as he re-enters the room with the pair of PJ bottoms.

“No, you’re ok” replies Matt as he takes the pair of bottoms from Daniel and stumbles off to the bathroom to change. Luckily he was a bit tipsy by now or he would have noticed that they were his best jeans.

“You’d better get another drink” says Daniel looking at the empty bottle of wine. He pours himself a Jack Daniels from the decanter and shakes his head laughing at what I had just done.

“It was an accident” I say as I head to the kitchen. Once there I see that there are no more bottles of wine in the fridge and look for something else to drink. ‘I ain’t drinking Jack, it’s too dire in the morning. I ain’t drinking tequila, it puts me to sleep quicker than the Opera. Oooh, Bacardi, that’s a little winner for Daniel’ I think to myself. Daniel knows that if I drink Bacardi I become his sex slave, I can’t get enough of his throbbing dick in me. Matt will be out soon and then I’ll make my move, Daniel will see it coming though.


As Ashley comes back into the living room I can see that she has made herself a Bacardi and Coke, the love drink. She goes wild every time she drinks it and she doesn’t even remember my name on the odd occasion when she gets so drunk and she doesn’t pass out. ‘Like a nympho’ I have told her.

“What’s that your drinking there then little lady” I ask as she strolls back into the living room and sits on the sofa, her eyes slyly grinning.

“Later” she replies in a sultry voice that beckons my cock to stir.

A couple of seconds later Matt walks back into the room, holding a bottle of vodka in his one hand and a glass of vodka and coke in the other. The PJ bottoms that I had lent him were quite thick but even though you could still see that his dick was dangling free in them as he slumped back on the sofa by my side. Shit I forgot the hole in the front is loose on those ones I think to myself as he sits back down and begins to drink some more. The buttons had been loosened by Ashley one night when she had pulled my cock out a bit roughly and started to rub it; my dick had never fallen out but had been seen by my wife on several occasions, leading to a fuck fest.

“How you doing Matt, I see your on the strong stuff now just like your sister” I say as I see him down half a glass in one go.

“Neaarrllly tthheerreee” he says as he tries to fill another glass, hands wobbling a bit as his eyes struggle to see.

“Yay, me-too” says Ashley as she brings up the bottle of Bacardi from the side of the sofa and fills up her drink, less coke, more Bacardi. She starts to drink and smiles at me, noticing that she was going to pay for it in the morning with a look of ‘ok’. I continue to drink my Jack Daniels and listen to my wife attempting to hum to the music.

After about another hour the ‘party’ had begun to change. My wife was still just about able to hold her head up with the odd lapse of her neck muscle dropping it forward. Matt on the other hand was completely wasted, he still sat by the side of me on the sofa but his eyes were shut and his hand had all but lost grip on his glass. He sat so still that I tried to open his eye just to see if he could react, his eye was rolled back in his head and he was gone so far away he would not be back until the morning. Ashley got up and said something about needing to go to the ‘toil a wet, bees back soooons’, she wobbled off and I could hear her scrabbling for the light switch.

I downed what was left of my Jack and filled another ready. ‘damn, I can’t even get drunk off the Jack tonight I think to myself as I fill a stronger portion of Jack to Coke, nearly neat. I was very tipsy no doubt but I couldn’t get as drunk as my wife or her brother by my side.


“Wheerrre is the toil a wet paperssss” I can remember thinking as I got to my feet, or sort of to my feet. “Ahhh fucckk itttt”. I didn’t wipe as there was no paper, or none that I could remember seeing.

I walked (stumbled) back into the living room. ‘Let’s get it onnnnn’ is playing on the music player and I get my feet in a tussle and stumble towards the bookshelf on Daniels left side. ‘Ohhh yeaahhh’ I start to say as I turn, a little too fast towards where Daniel is sitting. My vision is doubled as I do my sexy dance over to him on the sofa. 

“I wannav fuck youv…somethinggs” I say as I lean in for a kiss.


As Ashley walks back into the room I can see that she is totally drunk, yet she is still standing and attempting to tell me something. She almost falls head first into the bookshelf, and then starts to look around the room for me. She smiles a drunken smile and begins to do a sexy, completely weird dance my way.

I catch her trying to say something like ‘I wanna fuck your brains out’ but it’s not what she actually mumbles. Her hand comes out to steady herself and her face comes to rest just inches from my own. She looks at me like she does every time she drinks too much Bacardi and her mouth moves closer in to kiss my lips. Our lips meet and I feel her lust as she forces a tongue into my mouth, Bacardi fills my mouth as the Jack gives way to its aroma.

As her legs meet with the edge of the sofa her other hand rests onto my chest. Her hand begins to caress my chest hair and her tongue still tries to find the back of my mouth. My own tongue now also starts to probe into her mouth as my lustful interest is peeked. My hand instinctively reaches up and rests onto her breast, its softness and shape is lovely as always.

At this point I thought that we would be getting up and heading to the bedroom to finish off what was starting as her brother, even though completely wasted was sitting by my side. Her breath gave a gasp of pleasure as my hand gripped her breast and its weight moved and jiggled with my squeezing. Her hand that was caressing my chest moved down my stomach and headed towards my abdomen, not stopping until it landed on my stirring cock. “Mmmmm” she let out as she gave it a squeeze, its size growing. The room was quite hot but nowhere near as hot as my wife’s body now felt. My other hand gripped her waist as I intensified my exploring of her mouth, her body lurched closer to me and she pushed a pressure down onto my cock as she tried to steady herself.

‘does she not realise that her brother is sitting right next to us or does she not care’ I think to myself as she starts to pull her hand slowly up and down on my now fully erect cock through my Pyjama bottoms. ‘Fuck it’ I think to myself as my squeezing of her breast gets her breathing going a little quicker. I move my hand down her top and bring it back up onto her naked flesh, settling my hand fully on her breast and returning to squeeze and rub. The top rises and I can see most of her breast underneath, she doesn’t stop me at all. In fact she almost loses her breath for a moment. If her brother had opened his eyes at that very moment he would have got a good little view of her tits, well underboob at least.

This went on for a few minutes more before she finally took her hand away from my cock, her mouth still ravaged mine and her tongue was like an eel trying to slip through a hose pipe twenty millimetres too small. Her hand rested on my abdomen and I could feel her palm reach for the helm of my bottoms. Quick as a flash my cock was out, standing tall and free. ‘shit’ I thought as I glanced to her brother by my side, he was dead to the world I realised and checked back to what my wife’s hand was now doing. She was pulling my cock up and down with an eagerness, she didn’t want to leave it go and she didn’t want to take this anywhere else it seemed.

I had already shot my load twice that day and I knew there was no chance she was going to make me cum again by just giving me a hand job. ‘if she’s a willing then so am I’ I think to myself as my other hand that was on her waist now reaches up and begins to pull her top over her head, it’s easy as the top is pretty lose fitting. If she had not had so much to drink I think she would have run out of the room as the top fell to her wrists, exposing her breasts. But to my shock she just lifted up her one hand and then the other and flung the top to the floor. Her right breast bobbed up and down until it settled and her left breast came to a halt as soon as I returned my hand to it. She was now naked on her top half with her brother sitting just inches away. My free hand moved down her abdomen and I reached under for her pussy. Her breath gave off another lurch as my hand made contact with her lips. ‘Wow, she’s already wet’ I think as my hand feels the wetness through her PJ bottoms and I drive my fingers through her groove.

All of a sudden she backs off away from my mouth and stands, giddy but as upright as she was going to get. Her hands reach for my PJ bottoms and with a lustful rage she rips them and my boxers down, even as far as to pull them off of my feet. ‘Holy shit she’s gone cock wild’ I think to myself as she kneels down in front of me, between my legs that she has just parted. Her head lowers as she lines up with my cock. Her mouth opens and I feel the air pass through her lips as she readies to take me in, ‘guuuuggg’. Her head is up and down, up and down the rhythm slow fast and erratic all in one and my cock groans ‘yea’. In between the rhythmic up and downs I lower my hands down her back, passing her PJ bottom’s helm and settling on her ass cheeks, taking a good grip. While she sucks my cock I can feel her body begin to move, ‘she’s getting up’ I think. Only a little it seemed as she brought her both hands to her waist. Her bottoms are going down and she ain’t even stopping to suck my cock in the process. Quick as a flash again and she is now completely naked. And still sucking my cock as if there’ll be no tomorrow.

This is where it gets interesting, or for me it did anyway. She was clearly very drunk as she was kneeling completely naked with her brother sitting inches away from us and she had no problem with it, in fact most of what was going down was from her doing. She had also caught my dick with her teeth a few times as she bobbed, but hey I wasn’t complaining, in fact I was just about to see where this would be going next.

My left hand slid down her stomach again and headed straight for her pussy, passing through the little hair she kept and passing over her swollen clit. Two fingers slid into her as easy as a knife into butter and she let out a whimper of joy. My fingers burrowed in and out, each time finding another corner of her pussy that was not so wet with juice and each time bringing just a little back with them. She was primed for an orgasm but she did not have the right stimulus from my fingers in her pussy. That soon changed as I removed my fingers and laid them dripping onto her clit. Her breath caught again as she realised where my fingers had just landed and her legs parted way. A little tap, a little left, a little right. Find that sweet spot I could almost hear her call out as my fingers danced across her clit, her mouth slowed as I found a little sensitive spot. ‘Mmmmmmmmm’ she groaned as my finger rode her clit like a gentle warrior trying to ravage her with a feather sword. ‘Hmmmmm’ her mouth almost came to a stop, and I could feel the twitch in her clit as it tried to flee my wrath. Her body jerked as the feeling grew inside her, she could not escape now what was coming her way and she let herself go, jerking, jerking and then ‘ohhhmmmmmm’. The orgasm erupted inside her flushing her through, a wave after wave of moans left her mouth as she shuddered in my hand. Wetness came gushing forth from her lips and was soaking my fingers.

And then she returned to my dick, the orgasm was over for now and she was trying to get me to climax. Her head started to list to one side as she struggled to keep herself going. ‘She’s feeling the effects of the drink’ I think to myself as she slows her pace and raises her right hand to steady herself. Her left hand comes to rest between me and her brother and her finger nail digs into my flesh. Her head movement slows to a crawl as she battles to keep going; she is still licking it with her tongue and still seems to want to finish me off with an ejaculation. Her left hand digs in a little deeper to my leg and I feel a bit of discomfort, ‘I’ll have to move her hand over or I’ll lose my erection’ I think as I begin to lift her hand, there is no resistance and I drop her hand further over.

That’s when it happened, when the darker side of me came to say hello. The time when all of your inhabitations finally leave you and carnal pleasure takes over. Her hand had come to rest on her brother’s leg, just above the knee. My moving of her hand had stoked her into quickening her pace and she again picked up a little rhythm up and down. My hand rested just under her arm as I reached for her breast once more but I also happened to knock her arm forward slightly in the process. Her hand moved up to her brother’s upper thigh, she didn’t move it back. I dug my fingers back into her pussy with my one hand and I ‘accidently’ caught her arm again with my other, sending her hand fully up into her brother’s crotch. She still didn’t move it back as she happily gulped on my cock. Her juices began to mount back up and I could feel her body readying for another orgasm. Her body tensed, her right hand gripped the sofa, and her left hand gripped her brother’s cock.

Ok, now I was getting really turned on by what was happening and I knew my climax would be coming soon if I didn’t think of something different. I looked to the side and could see that she still had a hold of her brothers flaccid, or was it, cock. I nudged her arm again forward and she still held on to his cock. I nudged again, this time she moved another one more time after I had stopped. Her brother’s cock began to spring into life, and still she kept a hold of it. I dug my fingers in deeper to her pussy and she let out a moan. My hand massaged her breast and I nudged her arm again. ‘holy shit’ my mind was in wow, not only was she still holding her brothers cock in her hand but she had now started to slowly pull it up and down, the PJ bottoms went tight with its shape. ‘this is crazy’ I thought to myself as I watched her head bob up and down on my cock and her hand go up and down on her brothers cock through the Pyjamas. I gripped her wrist and pulled it up to her brother’s stomach. I was sure I sensed a bit of disappointment as I did so but she had obviously no idea of what I was about to do. I moved her wrist back down to her brother’s abdomen and forced it down under his PJ bottoms. Her hand kept going until it latched back on to his cock, spilling it out from under the cloth as the bottoms fell down past his balls.

‘fuck me’ I thought as I watched my wife’s head bobbing up and down on my cock and her hand going up and down on her brothers. His balls gave out a shudder as his cock stretched out as far as it could go and for a few minutes we were all getting some. My wife’s mouth began to slow on my cock and her hand began to slow on her brothers. She got up and looked at me, not for an instant noticing her brothers erect cock in her hand and then she moved forward, spreading her legs and lining up her pussy to impale herself on my cock. Down she came in one movement as my cock rushed to fill her hole, there was so much lubrication now that it felt as if my cock had been shoved into a bucket of water. ‘Hmmmmmm’ she cried out as she lifted then sat back down onto my cock. Her hand was still holding her brothers cock and as I felt another rush of climax spread through her insides she quickened her pace of pulling her brothers cock, up down, up down, almost leaving it go on more than one occasion. Then she came to another stop.

“Let me fuck your ass” I say as I rim the edges of her back doors, plopping one then two fingers in easily. She didn’t seem to get what I was saying until I began to shift her weight to the side, her brother’s side. Her hand left his cock as she steadied herself and came to rest on his chest, along with her face. My cock slips out of her pussy as I slide to her side. Her face is rising up towards her brothers as I take up position behind her; my cock homing in on that lovely place I like to visit whenever I can. I feel the tip enter, there’s no resistance. I slip in further. Her hand rests back down on her brother’s cock and takes a grip. In I slide further, it was as easy as if she had lubed it up prior, and at close to half way in I came to rest. Then I pull back and I can feel her anticipation at my impending return. Back I come, half way into her and she cries out with pleasure. Again out then in. And again, her hand gripping her brother’s cock firmly but not moving up and down anymore. I try and give her a nudge to start it moving again but it holds still. ‘Ok’ I think ‘let’s try and see if she will drop her mouth down onto it’ and I begin to nudge her body down and to the left. That’s when the final mind blowing thing happened, she did not drop her head down as I had intended for her to do but instead she jolted her body to the left, her left leg gave way and I found myself having to hold us both up until she finally landed her leg back on the sofa, on the other side of her brothers right leg. She jostled to keep herself upright as I too moved my leg to the right side of her brothers. We were now directly in front of him, my cock half way inside her ass and her breasts and more so her nipple resting on her brothers lips. Her pussy stood a mere two inches above his erect cock and she moaned as his lips touched her nipples, they parted slightly and the nipple entered his mouth. My cock was slowly moving in and out of her ass, just enough to make her want it more and she moved slightly back to try and catch it faster. My hand reached around to her clit as I tried to get her to another climax. I could feel her brothers cock brush past the back of my hand, and then again. Her orgasm was nearly there so she stood stout against my thrusts but my fingers found that sweet spot again and I could feel her body tense as she tried to stop her orgasm from coming through. She slipped a little and she lowered an inch or so, her brother’s cock was now firmly pressing on the back of my hand and her breathing was almost at that point of blowing. I moved my hand from her clit and let her brothers cock land at the opening to her pussy. She was trying to resist but her orgasm was all but on her. My legs steadied and I drove my cock fully home into her ass, balls deep. We were locked, her orgasm had already started and there was nothing she could do as I pulled both our weights downward. I felt the pressure through her walls as her brother’s cock thrust into her pussy, there was nowhere left for it to go but deep into her belly. Her body was all a jumble of movement as her orgasm ripped through her, the fact that she now had two cocks buried deep inside her filled her to a point where she cared little to nothing about how it was happening and she groaned loud and unrestrained. She lifted herself up, and then slumped back down, then again, up and down. She did this for the next few minutes as her orgasm kept coming, up and down, up and down and each time she groaned with total delight. 

Then the inevitable began to happen, it started with a twitch, then another. Her brothers cock was about to explode and she must have felt it too as she began to rise a little higher, nearly off of him. ‘not when it is so close’ I think to myself as I drive us both back down hard, balls deep into her goes her brothers cock again. She tries to lift clear again, her brothers cock is twitching madly inside her through the wall and I can feel the building of yet another orgasm in my wife’s insides. Up she tries to get again, this time there seems a little bit more of urgency to her to get off his cock, but it’s no use as I bring us back down and this time I hold her down, balls deep on her brother’s cock. I can feel it all as her brothers cock unloads wave after wave of cum into her pussy, its length pulsing as it stretches for her deepest innards. She lets go and her orgasm consumes her, she’s almost fitting from the pleasure as she hunches herself inwards, her brothers cock still unloading its payload as she moans with each blast of cum.


Not to be left out I begin to thrust back into her ass, still holding her body downward onto her brother’s cock. There’s that build up of pressure that everyman knows, that point at which you have no control of what happens next and your basic instinct takes over. My balls began emptying all that remained of the cum that was left inside me, shooting with an added power that pushed my cum deeper than I think it had ever gone before.

There we sat for what seemed like an age. My cock in her ass and her brothers inside her pussy, there was no space left inside her and our combined cum loads had begun to ooze from her lips and ass. Ashley slumped forward onto her brother and began to breathe a little slower, she was spent and now she was going to go to sleep.

“Ashley…Ashley, it’s time for bed” I say as I pull my flaccid cock from her ass, cum dripped out and onto her brothers balls.

“bedded” she echoed as her brothers cock slipped from her pussy.

I managed to lift her up and I carried her to the bedroom, her pussy and ass glistened as I laid her down on the bed and a trail of cum spotted the floor behind us. I placed the quilt cover over her and returned to the living room. Her brother still sat in the exact same place and still looked dead to the world. And I also noticed that the Pyjama bottoms had not returned to covering his flaccid cock, the cock that was glistening just as much as my wife’s ass and pussy. ‘Shit that can’t stay like that’ I thought to myself as I contemplated what I could do about it. My wife’s Pyjama top was still lying on the floor with her bottoms and panties, they were dirty now and she would have to wash them. Without thinking too much about it I picked up the top and put it over Matt’s cock, rubbing as much of the juices and cum off of it as quickly as I could. I’ve never felt another man’s cock in my life, and after having to clean my brother in laws cock I think we are all a little too homophobic as men, or heterosexual men I should say. I’ll never suck one and I wouldn’t be touching it if I didn’t have to but at the end of the day it’s the exact same as when I touch my own. It’s soft and lifeless when flaccid and obviously filled with the same blood as my own when erect.

I left him sitting there after I had cleaned him up, maybe it was just my sordid imagination or not but I was sure he had a satisfied expression on his face. I did however also leave a half empty glass of vodka in his hand, just to remind him of how drunk he was when he woke up. I returned to the bedroom and closed the door. My wife was fast asleep and snoring quietly, as she often does when we have a drinking session. I got into bed, forgetting until I did that I was completely naked myself. I snuggled up to my wife and before I could count to ten sheep I was fast asleep myself.

The next morning


Good morning my love” I say as I open my eyes and feel my wife’s breast upon my chest. She had snuggled up to me in the night.

“Ohhh, good morning” she says with a little squint of her eyes. She had a hangover.

“Did you have a good night last night” I ask as I try to gage how much she remembers. She scrambles around under the covers.

“I see that you had a good time…I will get you back tonight” she says as she rests her hand on my chest. She smiles and gives a great big yawn.

“So you can’t remember anything can you” I ask. If she did I don’t think she was going to tell me just then.

“Marvin Gaye was singing and then I kissed you…and then I woke up to you saying ‘good morning’…a good night” she replies as she looks to the bedroom door. “Did Matt stay after, I can’t remember seeing him after my bath, or was it before Marvin Gaye…I can’t remember”

“You little piss head” I say as I slap her ass. She groans and tries to kick me out of bed.

“I’m getting up” I say as I drop out of the bed and land on my feet. “I’d better go check on Matt” I say as I put on some fresh Pyjamas and head to the door.

Matt is still in the same position I left him in the night before as I enter the living room, “you awake there Matt” I ask as I give him a shake. The glass falls out of his hand and he springs to life.

“Holey shit…I was fucking wacked last night” he says as he tries to stop the glass from emptying its contents onto the sofa. I get to it first.

“Crap…what’s the time” he asks.

“About nine thirty and it’s a Sunday” I reply wondering why he is looking so anxious. ‘Maybe he remembers something’ I think to myself and start to panic a little.

“I have to see a man about a job” he replies as he jumps to his feet. My face says ‘yea ok’ as I doubt his words.

“No I’m being serious…I have to see a man about a job in town in thirty minutes he says as he looks for his dirty clothes.

“You can’t wear them there sodden through with wine” I say as I go to the bedroom for some of my own clothes. My wife has gone back to sleep and doesn’t notice me going through my clothes.

I return with a nice shirt and some clean trousers for him. Minus any boxers. A pair of smart shoes and he looks half decent again.

“I’m so sorry to run out on you both like this but I have to get this job” he says as he races for the door.

“Do you want me to order a cab” I ask

“No need I can drive now” he says as he heads out the door. Before I could argue the fact that he was most probably well over the limit still he was gone. Jumping into his car and was off flying down the street. We found out later that he was telling the truth and he did actually get the job.

My wife got up a little later and was taking a shower as I prepared breakfast. I entered and found her washing all the dirtiness of the night before from her body, her ass glistened under the flow of water and I found myself entering the shower with her.

“didn’t you get enough last night” she asked as I slid my fully erect cock between her legs, her pussy was still ready and waiting for more and my cock was all too eager to get another go. We fucked a few more times that day and did it in every room, and every style.

A little while later


“I hope she’s in a better mood today” I think to myself as my car rolls into the drive. It had been almost three months since that awesome night but for the last few weeks she’s been up and down with her emotions like a fucking yo yo. First she wants to fuck my brains out and then as quick as a flash she hates my guts. What the hell did I do I often think these days as I park the car on the drive. I see the curtains move.


‘I can’t believe it’ I keep thinking to myself. I know I have been a bit of a bitch to him at times lately but now I know why. Her he comes, try not to get too excited as to ruin the surprise.


I open the front door and she is waiting in the hall for me. ‘Is this a good day or a bad day’ I think to myself as she stares at me entering the house.

“Hi, my love. Love of my life” she says. Obviously she is happy today; thank fuck, but what has gotten her so happy? 

“Everything ok” I ask

“Everything is perfect” she replies as she bounds down the hall and plants a big kiss on my lips. I smile

“What’s got you so happy…have we won the lottery” I ask as I draw a blank as to what has gotten her so happy.

“Nope” her eagerness to tell me is making her bubble with delight, “something better”.

“Ok” I reply wondering what kind of pills she’s on.

“I went to the doctors today…and guess what he said” she says giggling.

“You got some pills” I reply. I wanted to say you needed them but I wasn’t quite at that stupid a stage yet.

“Nope…I’m pregnant” she blurted out and came rushing in to hug me again. I was so happy and excited too at the announcement I will agree. 

“That couldn’t have been long… I thought you had a period last month. It’s only a month or two then, we have to plan” I reply as I begin thinking of the changes we would have to make before a baby could come here to live.

“Nope…three months the doctor says. I told him about the night we got hammered and the amount of sex we had the next day. ‘That could do it’ he said” her voice filled with excitement.

“Oh great” I reply as I think of the sex we had that day. “Oh shit’ my mind adds as I remember what went down the night before. 

Only I myself remember what went down that night. Matt has finally gotten himself a steady girlfriend who gets on great with Ashley. He still has that job that he got that day after. So I say ‘Who am I to kill the dreams of my wife and destroy what good can come of the present lives we have built’.

We all have skeletons in our closets and we all do some fucked up things in our lives. It is not for us to be judged by the laws of man as we take our final breaths of life on this earth and I hope that with all the good we do from now, until the end of our days, that that great pendulum in the sky will rock an ever so gentle tilt in the favour of LOVE, in all its ways!

The end.

Mom, The Unwilling Slut Ch 02

“Bro, you here” came my sister, Kayla’s voice. A wicked idea crept into my mind. “Hey sis, I’m in my room and I need a hand with something…” I heard her running up the stairs, and smiled. 

She walked into my room, and stopped short, seeing me sitting at my computer naked, with an erection, and pictures of our mother with a cock in her mouth on my computer screen.

As calmly as I could, I told her, “I taught mom her place in this family, now it’s your turn.” I told her standing up. She didn’t move, watching my cock bob as I walked over to her. “Now you have two choices suck my dick, or get naked and suck my dick.”

I stood in front of her enjoying the look of horror and revulsion on her face. Her eyes were fixated on my hard cock. I expected her to run away, or scream at me, but what happened shocked me even more.

Kayla sank to her knees and took my cock into her mouth without a word. She was an excellent cocksucker and knew how to please a man. Even though I had cum sad several times in the last few hours, I had been denied for so long that I still had plenty of cum for my little sister. 

She pulled her mouth off my dick and sucked my balls into her mouth. I groaned in pleasure. “Oh fuck sis, you give a hell of a blow job,” I tell her. 

I let her suck on me for a while more, enjoying her talented mouth. When I started to feel some pressure build, knowing I was going to blast another load soon, I decided I wanted to try her 19-year-old cunt. I grabbed her hair and pulled her off my dick. I pulled her to the bed and threw her on it. I looked at her long legs in the tights she wore as part of her work uniform, with a short skirt, and belly shirt. 

I flipped her skirt over her ass and saw she was wearing pantyhose and no underwear. I grabbed the material of her hose and pulled until it ripped open exposing her little hairless cunt. “Good girl, shaving that slut hole. I tell her as I slam my cock into it. 

“FUCK YES,” she screams as I start to drive my cock into her. Curious reaction, I thought to myself but figured I would let it go for now, and just enjoy her unstretched birth canal. I fucked her hard and fast as she fucked me back.

“Fuck this slut, sir. Pound my fuckhole with your wonderful cock.” she moaned. “Use this slut for your pleasure.”

I raised my eyes, wondering where Kayla learned to talk like that. She sounded like a girl in one of those cheesy BDSM stories I read online. What the hell, I thought, might as well enjoy it. 

I felt my balls getting tight and decided to see how slutty she was. I pulled out of her and began to stroke myself. “Turn around, slut,” I commanded.

She scrambled to face me, and when she saw what I was doing, she dropped to her knees and leaned in close to the head of my dick. Her eyes looked at mine as she opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out as far as it could go.

The sight of her in that position was enough to push me over the edge, and I plastered her face with my cum. I fell back into my chair, spent and watched Kayla crawl to me and took my cock in her mouth and cleaned our combined fluids from me. Then she sat back and used her fingers to scoop my cream off her face and lick it up. 

When her face was clean I looked shook my head. “You’re a little skank. Aren’t you.”

“Sir, this one was with someone who was very dominant and learned that she lives to serve. This one was without an owner for a long time, and when you spoke as a Dominant, this unworthy submissive had no choice but to obey.”

“Wow. Uh, Okay. So you like being used and abused and humiliated.” I asked licking my lips at the prospect.

“YES!” she squealed in delight. “May this one ask a question?” I nod at her, my brain coming up with scenarios so disgusting Larry Flynt would balk at them.

“Are those really pictures of you fucking mom?” she asked sounding like the sister I grew up with.

“Not just pictures, videos too,” I tell her with a little pride. 

“Would Sir mind sharing them with this undeserving set of holes?” she asked staring at the image of our mom her face covered in mascara and cum. 

“Come sit here,” I say patting my lap, “But get rid of those clothes first.”

She is naked before I could blink, and she plants her dripping pussy on my bare thigh. I relinquish control of the computer and let her scroll through the photos, as I start to tell her about the fight we had. I told her about how hypocritical she was because as she berated me for watching a movie where girls get naked, she was doing the same thing right in front of me. 

I told her how I was making her suck my dick, and talking to dad on the phone when she started laughing. “What’s so funny I asked her. 

“I did that to you once,” she says. You were clueless.

“Talked to you on the phone while having sex.”

“When!” I demanded.

“About a year ago. The night of my 18th birthday. After the party, Doug and I went to Lovers Cove to get it on. It was my first time. He was going down on me when my phone rang. He lifted his head from sucking my clit and told me to answer it.”

My hands started to squeeze her naked breasts as she continued. “I did and it was you. You told me that I had left my keys home, and you were heading back to your apartment and wanted to know where I was so you could drop them off.” she giggles at the memory. “I told you Doug had felt peckish so he was getting a bite to eat down under, and you thought we were at Outback.” 

“As soon as you hung up, Doug took my cherries. Doug figured I would be easy to control when I did what he told me to do without arguing. That night he began to teach me about being a sub. I learned a lot from him and his parents over the rest of the time we were dating.”

Doug’s mom was a full-time sub, and she was used to teach Doug how to be a Dom. I was Doug’s plaything, and he shared me with his dad and mom and their friends. I loved every salacious second of it. I would have worn his collar, but he decided to go to Trinity College in Ireland, and told me that he was releasing me from my oath until he moved back to the U.S. I haven’t found anyone to use me like I need since he left until tonight.” She said turning and kissing me. “Thank you, I needed this.”

Wait, you’re telling me your boyfriend was fucking his mom? You were fucking his dad and mom and other people?” I asked in shock. Even though I just fucked her, there was still a part of me that saw her as my virginal baby sister, not the 19-year-old sexy college student she had grown into. 

“I did anything Doug asked, just like I will for you,” she tells me. “I saw how close Doug was to his parents, not just physically but emotionally as well. I always wanted our family to be close, but mom is a cold fish and Dad is way too busy with work to show he cares about us. She leans back against me as I start to rub her slit. 

We sat there in silence going through the pictures talking about other things we could do to mom not only later tonight but when dad went on his business trip in two weeks.

Our conversation got me hard again, and I pushed Kayla onto my desk bent at the waist and drove my dick into her pussy and fucked her for a few minutes while using my hand to collect some of her fluids and applying them to her ass. 

When she was ready I slammed my cock into her bowels and fucked her fast and hard, filling her bowels with my cum. This time I didn’t let her clean my cock.


I was asleep in bed when I heard my bedroom door open. I cracked my eyelids to see a shadow moving through my room toward my bed. I forced myself no tot react, as the figure walked by the window, the glow of the streetlight from across the street letting me see it was my mom, and she was nude.

She got to the side of the bed and looked at me. I could see the war that was wagging inside her. I lay still waiting for her to make the only decision she could. 

Silently she dropped to her knees and pulled my sheets off my naked body. She sat on the edge of my bed and began to stroke my cock with her hand.

After a few seconds, I opened my eyes. “I told you to suck it until I was awake, no to give me a hand job. What the fuck is wrong with you, you stupid cunt?” I asked her sharply.

She hung her head in shame. “I thought I would get it hard first…” she said her eyes downcast.

“Well, your first mistake was to think,” I told her. You are a set of holes to pleasure me, not a brain to think.” I tell her. “Now suck me, before I take you back to your bedroom and fuck you in front of dad.”

Her eyes grew wide in freight and she quickly bent over and took my shaft in her mouth. Even in the ambient light, I could see her make a disgusted face when she tasted my cock. I pushed her down until her nose met my naval. Good job slut. You took my ass fucking cock deep into your mouth. That odor you smell and taste on me is the girl I fucked in the ass while you were out. How does her pussy smell? How does her ass taste on my dick?”

Mom starts to struggle when she hears my words, but she didn’t have any leverage with the position she was in. I was able to easily hold her down and could feel her retching as I started to face fuck her. 

She continued to struggle but was getting weaker, and I was afraid she would pass out. I pulled her up, leaving about a third of my dick in her mouth. I felt her tears falling on my belly button, as I said “Keep sucking slut. You belong to me now. I control everything about you, even when you are allowed to cum and who you get to fuck.”

Her oral skills hadn’t improved at all, and I wanted to humiliate her further. “Get in here,” I yelled quietly. Moms eyes widened as another form entered my room and walked to my bed. I shoved her head back down before she could see who it was. Now mommy slut, either suck my cock like the whore you are, or my friend will begin to spank that fat jiggly wad of cellulite you call an ass.”

Mom, who worked out regularly and kept her self fit and toned, audible sobbed at my words, as she began to try and please me.

She did a barley satisfactory job, but she was able to draw what little cum I had left up from my balls. “Give me your left hand,” I tell her. 

Her hand reaches out to me and I take it in mine. I signal Kayla to pull her off my dick. Kayla grabs her hair and pulls her up, off my dick. 

“Stroke me with your right hand,” I order her. She blindly reaches out and begins to jack my hard cock. As I was about to climax, I put her left hand in the line of fire. I aimed carefully and when I finally did start to spurt I made sure to coat her ring finger, which had the ostentatious engagement ring, the simple wedding band, and the matching 25th-anniversary band, with all our names and birthstones on it. All three rings were coated in my cum. The look of horror on her face was priceless. The room filled with a flash and mom jumped in shock.

“Don’t worry,” I told her calmly. “That was my friend, the one whose shit you sucked off my dick, taking a picture of your wedding rings covered in my cum. Now she will take you back to bed, without washing your hands. You will sleep in your marital bed, with your rings covered in your son’s cum, until after dad leaves for work in the morning. Then you will come back here for more instructions. 

Mom opened her mouth to speak, but I held up one finger. “one single fucking word and my friend will use that huge strap on we found in your bedroom 

to rape your ass the rest of the night.

Mom closes her mouth, my bluff paying off. Kayla pushes mom toward the door and I watch as they head down the hall. Kayla returns a few minutes later and climbs into bed with me. “Holy fuck, that was hot.” Where did you get that idea to cum on her rings?”

“It just came to me. I thought it would be a great way to humiliate her. She won’t sleep knowing she could smear my cum on her husband. That will make her tired and easier to control tomorrow when we tell her what her life will be like until we tire of her.”

Kayla laughs in delight and interlaces her legs with mine. She puts her head on my chest, her breasts crushing into me as we fall asleep.


It was the big day, dad was leaving for his business trip. Kayla was moving back home today, so we could have mom all to ourselves for the week. Mom had gotten used to the rules I gave her. No clothes were to be worn unless dad or someone else was in the house, Her holes were available to me 24/7/365.25, and only I got to decide if and when she could fuck dad, but she did have to blow him at least once a week. I had never seen dad happier. Mom still didn’t know that it was Kayla I had ass fucked before she sucked me off that night. Today was the day she would find out.

As soon as she got home from the airport, before getting out of her car, she stripped off her clothes. She walked into the house from the garage and found me sitting in the living room, using the web browser on the TV to pull up my account on a website known for having MILFs getting caught fucking their stepdaughter’s boyfriend and convincing their stepdaughter to join in. I knew the one I wanted, it starred Corey Chase as a family therapist, and her children are always fighting. So she has them do some things together to try and get them to bond. The therapy works too well and they bond at the genitals, and Cory as mom joins in the fun. 

I started playing the movie, and mom having learned what I expected, dropped to her knees and began to nuzzle and nibble on my cock making it start to get hard. About 10 minutes in, I saw Kayla quietly enter the house and walk into the living room, standing behind mom. At this point in the movie, Cory catches her children fucking, Kayla taking on the role of Cory quotes the movie, “What the hell is going on here? Why are you blowing him?” 

Mom jumps up and spins around and sees Kayla standing there fully dressed. Her entire body is red and her mouth is opening and closing trying to cum up with something to say to her daughter after being caught sucking her sons cock. 

“Bitch, did I say stop?” I ask her. 

Mom knowing my tone instantly drops to her knees and takes me in her mouth. I could tell from the quality of her blow job she was distracted. “Oh mom, I guess you can go kiss your daughter hello. Why don’t you do that.” I say winking at Kayla. Mom jumps up and starts walking to Kayla. “Give her a nice wet tongue kiss…” mom freezes and looks at me in horror, “…On her asshole,” I finish my sentence. 

Mom glares at me part of her wanting to argue, but we both had learned she loves to be humiliated, and this was the most humiliating thing I had done to her since the first time I fucked her. 

“Yeah mom, cum lick my asshole. It’s not like you haven’t tasted it before.” Mom spun away from me and looked at Kayla in confusion. “Remember the shit you licked off your son’s cock? That shit came from my ass. Your son has been fucking me most, leaving you here alone when dad is out with his barely legal sugar babies.” she told her, verbally bitch-slapping mom with what we all knew but never talked about.

“You have your instructions cunt. Do it.” I order her. Kayla slowly lowers the zipper on her black leather strapless sheath dress. We all watch the slow descent as the dress slowly parts. First, it shows a small amount of her cleavage, and as it goes lower the inside edges of her breasts are exposed leaving no doubt she was bra less.

We kept following the zipper down, and soon her mons came into view. It was rough with a lot of dark black stubble all around her pussy. “Sorry big bro, I didn’t have time to shave,” she tells me. 

That’s okay,” I reply. We have a slave who can take care of that for you.” 

Kayla’s response was to give mom a predatory smile and to pull her dress off and throw it in her face. “Hang it up mom. My friend Julie is flying out later today, to meet dad, and spend the week with him. He told her to wear that dress and only that dress, and that she wouldn’t need any other clothes.”

Tears were running down Mom’s face as she took the dress and smoothed it out. She walked over to the hall closet and put it on a hangar. She stood there looking at the dress and sighing she closed the door and walked over to Kayla. 

Without another word, she knelt behind her daughter and spread apart her ass cheeks and leaned in. She kissed Kayla directly on her asshole and began to tongue it. 

“So Kay,” I ask, “Got your stuff in your car outside?” I ask

“Just a few boxes. I also promised Julie a ride to the airport after dropping my stuff off. She’s waiting in the car. 

“Well, we shouldn’t keep her waiting,” I tell her, Grabbing a pair of shorts and pulling them over my erect cock. Picking up my tee-shirt off the floor, I pull it on and say, “Mom go get Kayla’s boxes and put them in her room. While you’re in the garage, see if Julie needs anything before her flight.” I tell her.

Mom pulls her face away from Kayla’s ass and reluctantly heads off to do as she was told. I stand up and hug Kayla. “That was perfect. After today she will be malleable to our plans. 

Kayla gets the dress as mom goes upstairs with several boxes. When she comes down, I tell her. “Go get in the car, we’re going for a ride. You can sit in the back with Julie. Oh and don’t tell her who you are or who your husband is.” I tell her. 

Mom nods stiffly and does as instructed. Kayla and I grab a couple of bottles of water and head out to her car. “I’ll drive,” I announce. Adjusting the driver’s seat to fit my larger size, which had the added benefit of crushing mom in the backseat of Kayla’s convertible.

“Hi Julie, I’m Nico. Kay’s brother. Nice to meet you.” I say to my father’s lover. 

“Hi, Nico, nice to meet you. Thanks for taking me to the airport.” Julie says staring at the naked older woman beside her. “Can I ask…” she says amused.

“About the naked skank next to you?” I say smiling as I back out of the driveway. “she’s just a neighborhood MILF, I fuck on occasion when her husbands out of town. She tends to be submissive and loves humiliation so feel free to do anything you want to her.” I continue as I stop the car and hit the button to put the roof down.

“Here’s your dress,” Kayla says. I hope your sugar daddy doesn’t mind me using it.”

“Trust me, he won’t. He’d buy you a whole wardrobe if you flew out with me tonight. He would love to have the two of us taking care of him. His old shrew of a wife hasn’t given him any pussy in almost a month, but she did start blowing him weekly.” Julie says confirming to mom that Julie was on her way to spend a week with dad in a hotel.

Kay laughed and replied “I’m a one guy kinda girl. I don’t wanna compete with another girl for my guy’s attention.” 

“That’s too bad,” Julie says My guy would pay us both a lot of money for just a few hours together,” she says while pulling off her tee-shirt, exposing her huge, obviously fake breasts. “Sugar daddy paid for them. Would you like to feel,” Julie asks my mom who was staring at them. “I could give you the name of the doc who did mine, he’s fantastic.” as she took Mom’s hand and put it on the tits dad paid for.

I was laughing inside, as Kayla took the tee shirt from Julie and pulled it on over her naked breasts. I stopped at a red light and Julie stood up and wrapped the dress around her body and zipped it up covering her nude form. Then she shimmed the shorts down from underneath the dress. She handed Kay the shorts who pulled them up her legs. Now, mom was the only person naked in the car, as I turned onto the freeway heading to the airport. 

“How did you meet your sugar daddy?” I yell over the wind noise as I get up to highway speed.

“Through a dating site. I put up an ad, and he answered. We hit it off right away, and have been seeing each other almost a year now. I know he has other girls, I’ve met a couple of them, but as long as I’m willing and ready when he wants me, and he takes care of my bills, we’re good.” 

I saw a semi-truck up ahead in the right lane and gunned the engine to catch up, as Julie saw mom was crying. “What’s wrong?” she asked. 

“It’s just the wind,” she lies as the truck blasts it’s air horn, making mom look up and she sees a fat bald sweaty beady-eyed man staring at her naked body. 

“Cum for the nice truck driver,” Kayla tells mom, handing her a large black vibrator, as I keep pace with the larger vehicle. Julies’ eyes got wide as mom leaned back and spread her legs and started to run the toy between her lips. 

I could see the driver on his radio, and I saw a truck up ahead of us in the right lane move to the left lane and slow down. I made slowed a little bit to let the other truck get in position to watch as mom started to fuck herself with the rubber cock.

Soon there was a line of trucks in both the left and right lanes and I would speed up and slow down making sure all the drivers got a good look at mom fucking herself silly with the toy. We were approaching our exit and mom was close to cumming.

“Julie, why don’t you rub her clit and play with her tits so these nice men can see her cum before we have to get off,” I say. 

“I thought you’d never ask,” she says Kissing mom as her hand finds her clit and begins to rub it furiously. Within seconds mom was thrashing about in orgasm and I hit the gas so all the truckers could see her writhe in orgasm.


We pulled up at the airport departure drop off, having put the top-up. Julie jumped out and waved goodbye as she hurried inside to make sure she made her flight. 

We pulled away, and Kayla told mom, “I hope you’re hungry, we have a nice meal planned for you.”

“I can’t go to a restaurant like this,” she said her fear making her voice shake.

“Oh, we’re not going to a restaurant,” Kayla said as I drove down a street that was more potholes and pot dealers than asphalt.

“Where are we going?” she asked assuming the fetal position.

“Wherever I want,” I tell her as I turn onto a major roadway, famous for the hookers that stroll up and down the sidewalks during the evening hours. I pull into the Mega Sex Shop that advertises on late-night cable channels. I had talked to a few friends who confirmed it had what I was looking for. I parked the car as far from the door as possible and got out of the car. It wasn’t quite getting dark yet and the parking lot was easily visible from the street. I reached into the backseat and offered mom my hand. “Let’s go, the longer it takes you to get started the longer this will last,” I tell her. 

Grudgingly she took my hand and I lead her around three sides of the building to the door. I opened the door and pushed her in, following close behind. Julie made sure a few of the locals saw the naked woman go in so word would spread something kinky was afoot. 

I lead mom straight to the back of the mostly empty shop and found the private booths that would let you watch any type of porn you could want. 5 minutes per token, I put a $20 in the token machine and handed the tokens to Kayla, whispering, “I’m first.” 

She leads mom into the booth and put the first token in. She typed in the keyword and found a perfect movie to play for mom. She selected the movie as I entered the booth next door. Mom was so focused on the screen, watching the white MILF suck on a black cock that protruded through a wall. 

I stuck my cock through the hole and felt it poke bare flesh. I heard a gasp, “What the hell, Kayla, mom whispered.” 

“It’s a glory hole mom,” Kayla said loud enough for people in the store to hear. You’re going to suck a lot a cock before we leave. So get started.” 

I could feel the look mom was giving Kayla as I wagged my cock trying to get her started. Soon I felt a warm wet mouth envelope my cock and begin to pleasure it. 

“Come on mom, suck it like you want to make it cum. I have 20 tokens. You need to suck off at least one guy for each token I put in the machine. If you don’t, then you get tied up out in the shop and we’ll let anyone use any hole they want until closing.” Kayla tells her.

Suddenly mom was sucking cock like a champ. She was slurping and gagging and devouring my shaft like a starving woman who found a gourmet meal. Since I had been denied my normal morning orgasms and had been around multiple naked attractive females all day, I was ready to blow. I pumped most of my cum into her mouth put I pulled out of her lips and made sure the last few spurts hit her on the face. 

I zipped up my pants and left the room saying, “Holy shit there’s some slut in the middle booth sucking all cummers,” loud enough that mom and Kayla could hear it. I heard Kayla laugh and mom wail.

A shrimpy white guy that made me think of the short story character Walter Mitty went into the booth. I stayed nearby just in case, and I was shocked and a bit aroused by the quality and quantity of filthy language streaming from his lips. I made a point to remember some of the phrases he used.

When he exited the booth, he tipped the derby hat he was wearing as he walked past me and left. Word spread quickly and a line had formed, almost every one of the guys waiting was black, ranging in color from a shade or two darker than me too so dark he seemed to absorb light.

One by one the guys entered the booth and got their dicks sucked. Most of them were quiet, a few would talk dirty or call my mom names. Then a small skinny black guy who looked so scared of everything he would have a heart attack if a fly sneezed.

He went into the booth and suddenly everyone in the store crowded around the door. 

“HOLY MOTHERFUCKINGSHIT!” Mom’s voice blasted through the door.

“Oh, my dicking fuck!” Kayla said, her voice was filled with shock and awe. All the guys around me started laughing and high fiving. 

As the guys continued to celebrate, I found a clerk off to the side. “What’s going on?” I ask. 

“The slut met meat,” he responded.

“What now?” I asked even more confused. 

He beckoned and lead me toward the back of the store where a bulletin board was hanging. It had a bunch of handwritten notes for escorts and other quasi-legal services. He lifted a flier and I choked on the air I was breathing. 

“No one knows his real name. We call him meat. If he would let someone measure he would probably the largest known cock in history. I estimate 15” when hard, and almost 3” around. I start laughing, now understanding why mom and Kayla reacted the way they did. “No one ever goes when meat finishes. You’ll find out why soon. But bring those honeys back anytime, shit like that’s great for business.”

I shake his hand, take one last look at what meat is packing, and wonder how the fuck he walks normally.

I head back to the booth and see two guys carrying mom out of the room. I started to panic, but heard Kayla saying “gently boys the last guy almost drowned her.” 

I stepped next to Kayla and asked “what happened. She spun to me her eyes wide as saucers. “The last guy…big…fucking huge…jolly green giant-sized,” she said to me. 

“that part I know. What happened?”

Mom had her mouth about a third of the way down that fire hose. She couldn’t go any further, but she was trying. Then a dam burst and cum sprayed everywhere. I swear cum was oozing out of her ears. I’m not entirely sure she’s breathing and no one here wants to do mouth to mouth.”

I step up to mom laid out on a bench and verify she is breathing. More than a few guys were standing around staring at moms naked form. I have to admit she looked like she been the center of attention at a circle jerk. 

Kayla was beside me. “Mom swallowed every load, this was the overflow from that last guy. The clerk walked up with a bucket of warm water and a few rags. Kayla and I go to work cleaning her off.


The week was coming to an end, and things were getting kinda routine. I felt we needed something special to shake up mom and Kayla. I had started using my pet name for Kayla from when she was a baby. She used to squish up her face when she laughed and I loved to make her laugh, so I started calling her my little squishy. Mom was still slut or skank or fuck holes or whatever else we called her.

Dad was supposed to be home tomorrow, so today was our last day with the house to ourselves. I had tied mom to the dining room table and had a parade of service people coming to the hose. The exterminator, a plumber, an electrician, a property appraiser, and more. I made sure to escort each one through the dining room, then get called away, leaving them with a naked and bound woman. Kayla had set up her cell phone in the room and streamed the feed to the TV we had bought for my room. 

We watched as each of these guys did anything from fell her up t get a blow job. One even fucked her and came in her pussy. As I was leading the solar panel salesman to the door, I heard the garage door open. “I’m home,” boomed a powerful male voice.

“Daddy,” Kayla squealed din delight and ran to him, trying to buy me time to free mom and get her dressed.

I shoved the guy out the door and slammed it closed. I ran to the dining room while Kayla was rambling on about one of her friends who was hurting for money, keeping dad’s attention with the prospect of gaining another sugar baby.

I ran into the dining room where mom was struggling against the ropes holding her. Her face was a mask of terror, and I began to untie her legs. As I finished untying her legs, I went to duck under the table to release her arms, and I tripped over my one feet bouncing my head off the table, stunning me. I face planted right into Mom’s pussy, making mom scream. 

Dad and Kayla came running in, “WHAT THE FUCK,” he screamed seeing his fully dressed son, his face buried in his naked wife’s pussy with her arms tied to the table we used to eat family meals on.

“Hi honey, you’re home early,” mom said trying to make the surreal seem normal. He just stood there looking at us.

“How…how…how long have you…” dad was trying to ask the unthinkable question. 

“Not as long as you’ve been fucking Julie, and Amber and Kelli…” Kayla started to list the girls she knew that were fucking her father.

Dad spun on here his face so red it looked like it could melt steel. “Enough he bellowed as Kayla was listing his sugar babies.

I regained my senses and scrambled under the table to finally free mom. Her arms were soon loose but she stayed there, waiting for whatever was about to happen.

“First of all, they aren’t my family. They are adults, who choose, of their own free will, to do things for me. Things I would never ask your mother to do, and for that, I make sure they are fairly compensated. It’s strictly business.”

Mom sits up and glares at him. “Name one thing I wouldn’t do for you if you asked?” she says in anger.

Dad turned to face her. “Mortimer and Randolph,” he says naming the founding partners of his Brokerage house. 

“WHAT?” mom asks.

“Mortimer and Randolph like to ply their clients with booze and girls. One of my responsibilities is to procure young attractive females who, for a fee, will allow old, fat, ugly, and uncouth men to use them for pleasure.”

“You don’t partake?” She asked in surprise.

“Not often.” He replied “There are times I do have to so I can be seen as a team player. But if I can avoid it I do.”

“Then why haven’t you fucked me in over a year.” mom asked, I could hear the heartbreak in her voice.

Dad stood there for a few minutes a puzzled look on his face. “It’s been that long?” he asked. 

Mom nodded and I took Kayla’s hand and lead her to the garage. “I think mom and dad need some time. As I got into her car and we drove off. 


When we got home, several hours later, mom and dad were sitting at the kitchen table. Mom was still naked, a fresh load of cum visible on her tits. “Come sit down kids.” dad said to us. 

Kayla and I sat at the kitchen table and waited nervously to hear what dad was about to say. 

Mom told me everything. Seems like you two have a very kinky side. I want to see those pictures and videos Nico, dad said smiling at me. 

“I was involved in a Dom Sub relationship in college before I met your mother. I thought I had gotten over that, but hearing about everything you did, especially that glory hole, damn I want to watch her suck off meat, he says. It brought back all my fond memories and dormant desires. So now mom is a family slave to use and abuse anytime we want. Whatever you two have going on, that’s up to you. 

The one thing that will change, is that mom will be going to a lot more of my business meetings and trips to help woo the clients. Any questions?

We were both too shocked to ask anything at that moment. We just stared at our dad, in shock.

Well, then how about you ladies get us some popcorn and we take a look at our private family album.

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This is the end of this story. This chapter was added by reader demand. I will not add another.

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