* All persons in this story are at least 18 years of age *
I was on my laptop in bed while Matt and Breanna were downstairs working on their latest porn video when my phone buzzed. It was a text from Kristie, of all people, which might have been the first time she had ever messaged me. I was just reading news articles so I didn’t mind the interruption. I was only killing time while my children were busy before either going to bed or paying them a visit to see if Matt had any cum left in his poor balls. Today had been very draining for him and I wasn’t expecting him to be up for sex. That just meant Breanna and I would watch some porn in my bed while he slept next to me. Fun for all either way.
I opened Kristie’s text half expecting that it would be about Tom, and it appeared my instincts were right on:
“You know I want to fuck your husband, right?”
I shook my head and laughed, but responded right away: “What’s stopping you?”
That was a challenge, of course. What stopped her was likely the fact that Tom would hardly be able to explain that one to me. Our agreement was only for Sarah, my sister and Kristie’s mom, and since he was still unaware of the incestuous nature of his own family, it would be very shocking for him if Kristie were to come on to him.
“Mom won’t let me :(”
The emoji was a nice touch. “Has Matt or Breanna told you what they’re up to lately?”
“No, what?”
I thought about letting my kids tell their cousin themselves, but I was really enjoying having this connection to Kristie right now. The girl had fucked my kids and eaten my ass, and knew about everything by this point including my husband fucking her mom, so there was no need to hide anything from her. I was completely aware of how lucky I was that everyone was so positive about what was going on. If things were different, I could be in a world of hurt. There was just that one last connection to be made by informing my husband and finally bringing things to a head.
“At this point, it might be an OnlyFans account,” I replied. “Porn of them, in some fashion. Breanna is VERY excited about it.”
“Those fuckers! I need to see it right now!”
“She’ll eagerly share, I’m sure.”
There was a pause before I could see Kristie typing a response: “How are you with all of this happening?”
It was so sweet of her to consider my feelings! She couldn’t possibly guess what it was like, but the effort was appreciated.
“Which part exactly? My kids making porn together, or my sister fucking my husband?”
The question was unnecessary, of course, but I was having fun.
“You’ve got a lot on the line,” she said finally. “I mean, after mom, I’m hopeful for you, but still…who knows…”
She was right, of course. Playing around with Tom and Sarah was not incestuous in any real way, so it was just a kinky favor I was doing for my divorced and sex-starved sister. It was a good start to eventually telling him everything, and it was in and of itself a big step for our marital relationship in some ways, but it was nothing compared to what was really going on, and what had been going on for years before the kids were even in the picture with my own father.
“I’m still working on that,” I replied. “For now, why don’t you get Sarah to blindfold Tom and you can take him for a ride?”
That was a joke, of course, and she only sent back a laughing emoji. I wondered if she was still technically a virgin. If so, then he would have to think he was fucking Sarah’s ass when it was really Kristie’s, and who knows if Sarah would even be up for that. However, thinking about this intensely arousing scenario was starting to make my pussy moisten, which meant I would need some attention and soon. Now that incest was in full swing in my life, I seemed to need orgasms regularly throughout the day. I was so horny all the time! It was like I was a teenager again. Thankfully for me there were young and eager participants in my own house.
Breanna soon came to bed with her iPad to show me what she had done, with Matt trailing behind her. We were all still naked, and would remain so until Tom came home tomorrow, and seeing them in that state kept me horny for their bodies near me.
“Don’t freak out,” Breanna began, hopping onto the bed and getting ready to show me something, “but I decided on doing an OnlyFans profile. I don’t have anything identifiable in the pictures or videos though, so there’s no way for them to know who I am.”
I nodded and listened without saying anything. Truthfully, I was so horny at the moment that everything she was saying was just turning me on and making me want to fuck her. I was not used to feeling so hungry towards another female, my own daughter no less, but this feeling was palpable. I really wanted to kiss her and eat her holes. I wanted to shove my tongue up her asshole and see how far into her butt I could snake it. I wanted to cram my entire fist into her cunt and feel her from the inside. I wanted to do so many naughty things to her…
Matt climbed into bed next to me and his warmth was comforting. He reached out for my inner thigh and set his hand wonderfully close to my crotch. I’m sure he could feel the heat from my pussy.
Breanna showed me how the pictures she had taken, with Matt’s help of course, were all from the nose down. She explained that it was important to show her mouth because it was part of the sexual acts, and that her teeth and her smiles would help make it sexier while still keeping her anonymous. I could see that her full nude body was proudly on display, though these images were behind a paywall of nine dollars a month. She had researched the price and assured me that it was more about making the porn appealing and enticing than accumulating actual money. She wasn’t really in this for money right now even though the possibility was there in the future. It would take time to build up a following and get people to know who she was.
That was where social media came in. She showed me how they had set up a Reddit account that linked to her OnlyFans and she had already posted selfies on the various subreddits (still below her nose) and she would use a facemask in the future once she ordered the right kind. Just using a medical mask wasn’t really sexy unless she was in a nurse outfit or something. She seemed confident of these details, and her old mom wasn’t in the know at all so I just listened and reflected my honest surprise at how impressed I was in her thorough research.
Matt’s fingers were playing at my pussy lips by now, and my breathing was becoming ragged from my excitement, but I was patiently waiting for Breanna to finish showing me everything. She had the full blowjob and anal videos on the OnlyFans profile, but she had also posted shorter clips on some porn subreddits to help advertise. She planned on shooting more scenes with Matt tomorrow before her father returned home, and then she planned on doing some masturbation videos and things of that nature to help fill in some content. Shooting porn with her brother was probably going to be tricky at the house but she was hopeful to do a full scene with Matt at least once a week.
Imagining Tom bursting in on his daughter while his son was balls deep in her and filming the whole thing was too much for me, and I painfully pulled myself away from Matt’s fingers to pounce on Breanna. Her iPad fell onto the bed and her face showed her total surprise when I lunged for her and dropped down between her legs. I went right for her pussy and hungrily sucked it into my mouth, causing her to groan. She was very wet already, no doubt excited from the things she was showing me, and quickly relaxed onto the bed as our lesbian sex became intense and heated. I couldn’t tell what Matt was doing next to us but I imagined he was staring intently at us and maybe even stroking off.
My daughter’s pussy was so delicious at this moment that I knew I wouldn’t stop eating her out until she came in my mouth. She was clutching at my hair and whimpering while she thrust her cunt up into my face. She must have noticed that her pornographic interests, of which she was probably concerned about my reaction, had actually turned me on immensely, and that probably turned her on more too. We were both feeding off of each others’ arousal and that made her cum quickly. She cried out loudly and exploded in my mouth. I felt her pelvic floor contracting against my chin as I sucked on her clit and flicked it with my tongue. I lapped up her fluid as it seeped out of her tight hole, and ran the flat of my tongue down to her asshole and back up. She bucked her hips off the bed when I did that, so I did it more until she was whimpering again in pleasure.
Suddenly I felt Matt move on the bed and crawl behind me, and I instinctively straightened my legs out as he mounted me and poked at my cheek with his hard dick. He was horny again, to my surprise! What a young stud he was proving to be… I knew he was about to fuck me but it was still thrilling to feel his thick meat aim at my cunt hole and press forward into me. I groaned as I felt him enter my body like that, pinning me to the bed and pressing down on me with his weight. I was melting with my son on top of me and my daughter under me.
Breanna saw what her brother was doing and smiled happily. She lifted her legs higher and pulled them back to give me better access to her asshole, then began working her clit while I kept up my oral assault of her butt. Matt began sliding in and out of my sopping hole and fucked me hard in that position, melting my insides and bringing me off almost immediately. I was savoring the taste of my daughter’s butthole while I climaxed, and she was quick to climax herself when she saw me cumming. We came together and both enjoyed feeding off each other like that.
Surprisingly, Matt was apparently very horny by what was happening because he was suddenly exploding inside of my pussy. I was shocked that he could cum so fast after so much sex today, but also so very happy that we could all share each other like this. I came again when he gave me one final thrust and sent his seed deep into my hole. He collapsed on top of me and I felt his hot breath on my neck while he stayed buried inside of me. I stuck my tongue up Bree’s anus one last time and licked her hard as I withdrew it, then we all relaxed together in a pile of sex and fluid.
“Fuck…” Breanna sighed and looked down at me as I rested my head between her legs. “That was so good!”
Matt nodded. “I need sleep.”
We laughed but we were all exhausted and fell asleep within minutes of each other. I couldn’t put into words the love I felt with my son and daughter next to me as we slept, all satisfied and sexually satiated for the moment.
How do I convey this joy to Tom? I thought to myself. That was the angle that I needed to take if I was going to reveal things to him. I couldn’t present it as some depraved fetish or criminal act. That wouldn’t be accurate anyway. This was about love, first and foremost, and I had to get him to understand that.
*****
I left the kids at home to play and have fun while I went to get some things for a nice dinner tonight to welcome Tom back home. He was expected to arrive in the late afternoon, so I made them promise to stop fucking and doing porn stuff before then. Breanna said something about getting two videos shot before her dad got home so she could spend the night editing and posting them. She had someone sign up for her OnlyFans so the excitement of her new hobby was not lessening by any means. It only encouraged her to keep going. She would probably be able to work more efficiently if she could stop masturbating while she worked, but she couldn’t help herself it seemed.
I got a text from Tom while I was at the grocery store: “Hey, was gonna wait till I saw you but it’s bugging me. Something weird happened with Kristie.”
My heart skipped a beat and I stopped in my tracks. I waited for a moment to see if he would keep typing, but he was waiting for me to answer.
“Oh?” I replied. “She didn’t catch you two, did she?”
I tried to keep it playful just in case it was something that simple. At worst, it couldn’t have been much more, right?
Tom typed a response: “She said some things that made me think maybe there’s something bad going on with her. I’m already at the airport so I can’t do anything, but I’m wondering if you should ask Sarah about it? I dunno…”
What was my role here? Should I pretend I don’t know anything about my niece and tell him I’ll do that, or should I just placate him and assure him that nothing is wrong? Would he believe me, even?
“What could it even be?” I answered. “When I was there last, she was fine and getting along with Sarah very well. They seemed happy.”
“Just a feeling I guess,” he said. “I’m pretty sure she knows what we were doing. Sarah seemed very open around her.”
Yes, I would imagine so. They had both fucked my son at the same time during our last visit. That had been a very enlightening experience for both of them.
“She texted me yesterday,” I replied, finding the half-honesty somehow soothing my anxiety. “She definitely knows you and Sarah fucked.”
“Oh geez, well…guess the cat’s out of the bag. Might explain some things then.”
“Oh? Like what?”
I was genuinely interested in knowing what Tom thought he knew about Kristie. I’m sure it wouldn’t be nearly everything I knew.
“I think she was flirting with me, actually,” he said. “It’s been a while since a young girl acted that way, and she’s a bit weird anyway, but there was definitely something there. I’ll tell you more in person.”
I knew Tom wasn’t one to gossip over text, and this was probably already the longest text conversation we’d ever had, but I very sneakily took a picture of my bare breast right there in the grocery store aisle and sent it to him. He replied with a heart emoji, and I put my phone back into my purse.
After I was back in the car, I sent Kristie a text: “Tom thinks you were flirting with him?”
I didn’t wait for her response and drove back home. Once I was in the garage, I checked my phone and she had sent back a reply: “Mom let me watch them from her closet. I really wanted to suck his dick. Guess I might have acted horny around him after that. Sorry, hope it doesn’t make things difficult for you. I really do want to fuck him, you know. I want him in my ass and I want his cum dripping out of my hole. Do you want to lick it out of me?”
Wow. This girl was horny! I should have given more thought to how Tom’s visit would affect her. Of course my sister would openly tell her everything, and of course she would find some way to let Kristie see them fuck. I would’ve done the same thing. That was just how things were between family members that were incestuously involved. There were no secrets between them. At least Tom hadn’t known about their little stunt.
“Very badly,” I replied, feeling my loins grow warm. “I hope you get to fuck him one day very soon. Will you lick his cum out of me?”
Kristie was quick to respond: “Over and over. I’m going to masturbate right now thinking about having both him and Matt inside of me at the same time.”
I was going crazy with desire, and knowing Tom was coming home was mostly to blame, but Kristie was on a depraved level that I hadn’t even approached. The girl was so strangely deviant, an anal freak and horny all the time. I lifted my hips off the car seat and pulled my oga pants down to expose my pussy, and pulled at my lips to expose as much of my cunt as I could while I snapped a picture before sending it to Kristie. She didn’t respond right away but I could see that she had seen it. I fetched the groceries from the trunk and started putting them away, but then my phone buzzed with her response:
“I came to your pussy,” Kristie said. “Thank you for that. My uncle is next.”
I felt my pussy twitch as I typed my response: “I’ll send you his dick as soon as I can get a pic of it.”
Was that wrong? Taking a picture of my husband’s penis and sending it to his own niece without his knowledge or permission? Was it wrong of her to masturbate to it? Was everything I was doing wrong and soon to come crashing down on me?
I was beyond stopping, regardless. Incest had been committed, boundaries had been crossed, people had been fucked. Family dynamics were changing, and whether that was for the better or not was up for debate. I knew I was too horny now to be thinking about this clearly. That was a dangerous position to be in. The craving I had been feeling lately was too strong to deny and too intense to ignore.
Tom arrived home just before dinner was ready and we all happily greeted him. The kids were fairly nonchalant around him but I was openly groping and kissing him. He returned the affection just as eagerly, and that made my insides flutter. I wanted him to know exactly how it felt to know that he had just had a sexcapade with my sister at my urging. He was practically at full mast in his pants after our kissing at the door, and I wanted to pull his pants down right there and suck him off, but of course the kids…or at least that’s how he would feel.
“If I didn’t have something in the oven…” I said to him quietly.
He winked at me. “I’ll be patient. Everything went very well.”
I smiled and took a deep breath before letting out a happy sigh. I felt giddy like a young girl and couldn’t wait to fuck my husband’s brains out while he told me every sordid detail.
Dinner was normal and without much conversation. Breanna asked a few questions about her aunt and cousin, probably to see how much her father would reveal to them since he assumed they wouldn’t know what had really transpired. Matt was quiet but I didn’t get that same vibe from him as before, when he was worried that our sexual relationship was being threatened.
“What did you think of Kristie?” she asked him, drawing a look from me.
Tom shrugged. “Nice girl, though odd I suppose. She could definitely use some male influence in her life, I think. I hope that’s not a sexist thing to say nowadays. I just think she’s a bit sheltered with just her mom there. I don’t think she has many friends.”
“I’m sure she enjoyed having you stay there,” I quipped, really not meaning anything salacious.
“We should have them out for a visit next,” Tom continued. “You’ve all been there recently, and now so have I, so I think it’s time for them to stay with us.”
I nodded. “I think that’s a wonderful idea. I’ll text Sarah later and see when we can make that happen.”
Tom, sitting next to me, snaked his hand over to my leg and grabbed me just above the knee. I was quick to open my legs and allow him access to whatever he wanted.
“Maybe we could camp out in the basement,” Matt suggested, wisely. “Like we used to do as kids. No adults, you know?”
Tom laughed and nodded. “I remember those days. Hey, sounds good to me. Sarah would need one of your bedrooms anyway.”
Tom’s fingers were insistent at moving up my inner thigh toward my crotch. I was wearing loose shorts and no panties, on purpose of course, and hoped he would openly start fingering me even with the kids present. He wasn’t quite on that level of openness but he was getting close to it. That was very telling, actually, considering he was not one to instigate sexual touching like this outside the bedroom. I was getting pretty damned excited for sex with him later.
We chatted for only a few minutes more before the kids were ready to go off and do their own thing. Their old dad was home again and everything was back to normal, on the outside anyway, so they were fine to fall into their old habits and escape to their rooms. Tom waited for them to leave while I cleared out plates like a good doting housewife. Then he stood and motioned for us to go downstairs to the den, to which I nodded and smiled. I even grabbed him a glass of scotch on my way down.
We sat together on the couch and I snuggled into him as I handed him the glass. He took a sip and put his arm around me just like he used to when we were first married and he would very cutely try to flirt with me. I always knew when he wanted sex thanks to his little giveaways, and I never ever refused him so it wasn’t as if he had to learn any tricks or tactics.
“Remember when you used to want a blowjob but were too shy to ask me?” I said, remembering those times fondly.
He chuckled. “I used to think that it was selfish to ask a woman for that. I didn’t even think that some of them might enjoy giving like you do. Sometimes I still have to pinch myself.”
I batted my eyes at him and moved my hand to rest on his crotch. I could feel his cock growing as I massaged it through his pants. I wanted to pull it out and suck on it right here and now, but I was also enjoying this relaxed mood.
“You feel like telling me about Sarah?” I asked casually, not demanding anything. “I’ll stroke you off.”
“The kids?” he asked, but he was shifting to allow me access.
“Fuck the kids,” I said, giggling as I undid his belt and opened his pants to release his cock from its confines.
“I suppose there’s worse things to see than your parents being affectionate,” he replied, sighing as I got my hand around his penis and squeezed it.
“Like their father shooting cum all over himself and his wife?” I asked.
He shook his head and took another sip of his scotch. “You are something else.”
I started jerking him softly, carefully touching his balls and making sure he was in a comfortable position to enjoy his handjob. I fully intended to make him cum like this if he allowed me to.
“You know I want all the details,” I said, jerking him more confidently. “How her pussy felt, how she fucked you, where you came…all of it.”
He groaned and twitched in my hand. “It was exciting to fuck someone else, I have to admit.”
He wasn’t very forthcoming with information but my expert hand might have been to blame for his lack of concentration. I kept my strokes gentle and slowed down a bit.
“Her pussy,” I said. “Describe it.”
He grunted and let out a ragged sigh. “Very tight, but not as tight as yours. Smooth and so wet. She hasn’t been fucked in years, I bet. Tastes a lot like yours though. Not that I remember what other pussies even taste like…”
I smiled. “Don’t get off topic now. You need to be describing her holes to me while you shoot your load.”
He moaned and seemed to be getting off quite well to my demands. Sometimes it was nice to change the power dynamic and be on the receiving end.
“We didn’t do anal but she let me touch her there,” Tom continued. “I put my thumb in her ass while I fucked her from behind. I licked her there a lot too while I was eating her out. She came so easily from that. She came from everything we did, actually.”
“She needed your dick so bad,” I said softly, almost in a sensual whisper. “You came inside of her, right?”
Tom nodded, and it was getting harder for him to speak now. I kept my jerking motions firm and purposeful as he answered me.
“First time, in her pussy. Then she sucked me off and I came in her mouth. Then in her pussy again, and finally on her tits.”
I breathed into his ear as I squeezed just a bit harder and jerked him faster. “Why don’t you show me what that looked like, okay?”
He threw his head back and I felt his shaft lurch and harden even more. I looked down just in time to see his dick spew into the air and across his pants. He came in heavy spurts that were more powerful than I had seen in quite some time. He was really horny! That was a good sign for later. I kept jerking as he gave me all of his jizz and finally dribbled out across my hand. I licked some of his cum off my hand and smiled at him.
“You up for another round in a bit?” I asked him. “Maybe you can tell me more about how it felt to fuck her.”
Tom was calming down at the moment and his neck was still flushed. “I think you have something to tell me, actually.”
I didn’t show it, but I felt a slight panic at his words. His dick was hanging out of his pants obscenely and I still had semen on my fingers, but I froze and just stared at him. He stared right back at me and waited for me to say something.
“About what, exactly?” I asked him.
He touched my shoulder in a way that conveyed a gentle reassurance, but I did not feel very comforted by that.
“I’ve always known that something was different about you,” he said. His voice had a strange tone that I had never heard in him before, as if he was talking to me like a doctor or therapist and not as a husband or lover. “Sarah didn’t mean to tell me, but when she called out ‘Daddy’ during our sex…”
I must have gone pale now and it was hard to breathe. I was beginning to panic. I had imagined this information coming out completely under my control and timing, and not at all like this. How much could he possibly know? And why had he not confronted me about it as soon as he found out?
“Mel,” he said, his voice still that soft and strange tone, “it’s okay. I would never be mad at you for something like this. Obviously…after what we just did…I don’t feel differently about you in any way. I still love you and want you madly. But I think maybe we should clear the air. You’ll feel better, I’m sure, and you can trust me. You can tell me anything. If you want to.”
I sucked the cum off my fingers and stared at him with the guiltiest expression, I was sure, but I also couldn’t believe that Sarah would spill the beans about everything to him during a fit of passion.
“Maybe she just has a daddy fetish,” I answered finally. My voice was flat and not very convincing.
Tom raised an eyebrow. “That’s not what she said to me.”
I swallowed the cum I had just sucked off my fingers and savored the taste before replying. “What did she tell you then?”
Tom ran his fingers across my cheek. He was being so damned supportive and comforting that it was actually driving me mad. How could he know anything, much less everything? It simply wasn’t possible. I wanted to kill my sister for this, if she really had taken it upon herself to tell him about our past and not immediately call me and warn me.
“She said that your father used to have sex with her, and she eventually assumed you as well.”
My heart raced and I couldn’t breathe suddenly. I felt like the walls were closing in on me and I needed to get out of here, but I couldn’t because my fucking loving husband was holding me here with his gentle caresses and impossible level of understanding.
“She also explained to me that it wasn’t abuse because you were both of age,” he continued, “and she seemed very insistent about that. I didn’t believe her, of course. I told her that even if that was true and you were both willing and old enough to decide for yourselves, that it was still wrong for him to do that. But…I also understood that maybe the way you always were with sex could have been a result of this. Maybe you couldn’t have turned out any different because of what he did. I always knew you were a horny thing, more so than any other woman I’ve ever met. Now I think I know why.”
I just stared at my husband and wondered if it was all crashing down on me right now. Was this the moment that everything was going to implode on me and ruin everyone’s lives? But if so, then why had he allowed me to cook him dinner and jerk him off? He had definitely been horny to see me, touching my thigh and kissing me hungrily.
“Do you want to tell me?” he pressed. “Or do you want to simply not refute what I’ve already said?”
Ah, he was a smart one. I didn’t have to admit to anything, but I could also refrain from denying it and thus basically confirm everything. He was forcing me to verbally respond one way or another. There was no dancing around the subject now. I had to say something right now, and it would either be a comforting lie (that my own sister was apparently refuting) or a terrifying truth. I had not been ready to do this tonight. I needed more time to soothe him sexually and placate his senses.
“Tom, I…” I swallowed. “I don’t know what to say, really.”
Tom was staring into my eyes and there was not an ounce of judgment there. He was playing the part of supportive husband perfectly. It was almost like Sarah had prepared him for this conversation. That piece of the puzzle clicked into place as soon as the thought crossed my mind. She had most certainly done that. It also explained why she hadn’t given me a heads up before now, considering how devastating her accidental revelation would be for me. She knew that if I knew before Tom said something to me, I would come up with some lie to protect my family and maybe muck things up worse than they already were. In her own way, she was helping me to reveal the truth to him.
“You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to,” he answered. “I can read between the lines. She already told me anyway. I just wanted you to have an opportunity to confirm the facts before I believed them. If it’s easier for you, I can simply believe what she told me and we can leave it at that. Nothing is going to change in our relationship or our family. We still love each other, and the kids still love you. You haven’t felt the need to do anything about that past and I haven’t noticed you suffering over it. I’d be okay if you never wanted to mention it ever again, in fact. I want you to have control over that.”
Tears were welling up in my eyes, and I’m sure he thought it was because of my repressed memories coming out, but truthfully it was because this really was the best possible way for that part of my incestuous side to be revealed to him. It also showed that the man I married loved me so much that he was willing to forget about that past along with me, if that’s what I chose to do. He wasn’t forcing me to do anything I didn’t want to do.
This man needs to know about our children, I said to myself. He’s too good to lie to any longer.
That, however, would require timing of the utmost control and precision.
“It may not be what you think it is,” I responded finally, wiping at my eyes. “You probably imagine that a creepy old man snuck into my room at night and coerced me.”
Tom grabbed my hand and squeezed it affectionately. His dick was still out, ironically, and his pants were stained with cum, but that didn’t seem to matter at this moment.
“I don’t believe anything that you don’t,” he said. “I only believe what you tell me. Nothing more.”
I kissed him on the lips, feeling so much love for this man right now. He returned my kiss in a way that made me feel like I could tell him anything right now. I reached for his dick and stroked it while we kissed, still eager to show him sexual attention despite the emotional depth of our conversation. I figured keeping him horny would help him receive potentially troubling news, too.
“I fucked my father for years,” I said, breaking from his kiss and breathing the words into his face. “I never knew how to tell you, or anyone. I thought you’d hate me for it, but you deserved to know. I’m sorry I kept it from you. Truly. I was wrong to withhold that information from you. You needed to know that before you chose to devote your life to me. I’m sorry, Tom. Please forgive me.”
Tom gently kissed my forehead. “I know that was hard for you, and I appreciate you trusting me with that information. I can only imagine the difficulty that you went through. And…knowing you as I do…”
He seemed to struggle to find the right words, probably trying to be careful not to trigger me or say something potentially offensive.
“…You’re a very sexual person, I mean,” he stumbled. “It’s just…I don’t know how to say this.”
I smiled at him. “Just say it.”
He sighed. “You must have liked it, right? I mean…to allow it to go on after you were an adult…”
I had to hold back laughter, which I thankfully did, because of how much I really did like it when my father had sex with me, but I couldn’t let him know that. Not yet. This was still going to be a gradual thing between us even after the big revelation. It was only one big revelation, though. I was hopeful that the rest would be received somewhat positively, after this. It was still a longshot though. I had to be realistic. Knowing your wife had a sexual relationship with her own father was still not the same as knowing that she regularly fucks the children she had with you.
“I can’t lie to you,” I said, hoping that I wasn’t straining credulity with that statement. “I did enjoy it. It never felt wrong to me. I knew not to tell anyone about it, and that should have been enough I suppose to change my mind. But I also felt responsible for it, for going along with what he was doing, what we were doing. I used to wonder if there was something wrong with me for liking it so much. I know you must think badly of me for it, but I enjoyed every minute of it. I loved the sex, and the forbidden nature of it all, and I wanted it. It made me into a person who loves sex and loves her family, and I hope that in some way it helped me be a better wife to you. Maybe that’s just crazy to even say out loud, but…”
I trailed off but Tom just listened quietly without saying anything yet. He held my hand and stared into my eyes as I spoke. He didn’t look disgusted or concerned even. He knew that I was telling the truth, and whether or not I was right or anywhere near sanity with what I was saying, he at least accepted that I really wanted to be a good wife.
My hand was still on his dick, which was flaccid by now, but he pressed his hand on top of mine in some kind of reassuring gesture. “What you’ve done for me has been more than any red-blooded man could hope for. You’ve been an excellent wife, mother and…certainly a potent sexual partner. Like I said before, I’ve always known that there was something different about you. You seemed to have this deviant quality that I didn’t understand, but was happy to play along with. You’re so sexual, sometimes it scares me. But I want to give you what you need too. It’s not just about me. I’m very satisfied with you, with any part of you that you want to give me. I worry that I’m not enough to satisfy you, actually. Even this thing with Sarah. That feels like it was for you more than it was for me. I would never even think of fucking other women because I can’t even keep up with you, but you were so insistent…”
I chuckled, squeezing his dick affectionately. “It was more for her than me, but I know what you mean. I had to admit that it excites me to think of you fucking other women. Maybe that’s because I’m so secure in knowing that you never would. Maybe I’m just perverted. Well, I guess we already know that now, don’t we?”
Tom shook his head. “I don’t think that. If anything, you’ve taught me that even someone who had…that kind of relationship growing up can still turn out to be a wonderful person. Maybe that’s not the common result, and maybe you’re a unicorn or something, but in your case it didn’t prevent you from loving me and your kids.”
Oh god, he was going to eat those words…
“What about Sarah?” I said, changing the subject slightly before I blurted something I shouldn’t. “How did she feel about her own experiences?”
Tom shrugged. “I mean, after she said ‘Daddy’ while we were having sex, it was pretty obvious that she wasn’t exactly feeling badly about it either. She was very embarrassed, mortified even, that it happened. But when I told her that I wouldn’t tell anyone else about it unless she wanted me to, she seemed open to talking about it. She didn’t want to get into details but she said that her father was her first love and it made things difficult for her when she got married and her husband wasn’t giving her the same type of love that she had come to expect. In her case, I think it had a negative result, but she has a daughter now and a sister who really, really loves her apparently, enough to share her husband. So I think she’s made peace with it and hopes that you can do the same. She was very insistent that I not assume that you had negative experiences.”
I nodded. “I didn’t even know that she had the same past as me until I visited her last. It surprises me that she feels like her sex with Daddy ruined her marriage. I guess that’s her right to feel that way. Maybe it’s easier to blame him than to accept responsibility for things.”
“Maybe. She told me one more thing that I wanted to hear from you though.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What’s that?”
Tom grew hard in my hand, surprisingly. Whatever he was about to say obviously turned him on.
“She said you…like incest still. That your memories and the thought of it turns you on still.”
My eyes went wide but I wasn’t about to let his arousal off the hook. “I’d say you’re the one who gets turned on by it.”
He looked embarrassed. “I wouldn’t say that, exactly. I just get turned on by knowing what turns you on. I’m always up for helping you live out your fantasies, whatever they are. I know that sometimes people like things they would never do, or never admit they want to do. I want you to know that I’m here for any of it. You’ve done so much for me and there’s really no way I can ever fully understand the way your mind works, so all I can do is support you and help you explore it.”
I rubbed his hard cock sensually. “What if the things that turn me on are too impossible?”
He seemed to enjoy what I was doing to him, and just nodded. “I’m here for it. I’ll help you.”
“What if…” I bent down and licked his cock. “…I want to talk about naughty things with you? Really naughty, bad things? Things like…incest?”
Tom stifled a groan. That was a very good sign. Still, caution was prudent.
“If that’s what turns you on,” he replied. “I think it still turns Sarah on, too.”
I nodded as I took his penis into my mouth and sucked on him. “What if I want to suck you off right here and make you cum on my face? What if I don’t care if the kids come down and catch us? What if I said it turns me on to think of getting caught doing that?”
Tom moaned openly now, and he was rock hard on my tongue. I played with him a bit before getting right into it, and seeing how he was responding made me brave to go even further.
“What if I want Breanna to see your cock?” I said boldly.
Tom’s eyes went wide but his expression was still pure arousal. He was not recoiling at the thought. I shed my clothes and kneeled naked in front of Tom between his legs, getting into prime blowjob position. I licked his balls and rubbed his cock on my face.
“What if she likes what she sees?” I continued.
I didn’t want to go too far and chose to stop talking at that point. I sucked on his cock and gave him the best blowjob I could muster. He was going to need some extra work to cum again so quickly. He wasn’t quite as virile as Matt.
I deepthroated him and played with his balls. I licked the tip of his cock and the underside and slid my mouth up and down his shaft. I touched the tip of my finger to his asshole and massaged it while I blew him. I jerked his slimy cock while I played with his pee hole. I used all of my best moves on him until his balls grew tight and his cock head flared angrily. He was about to cum and I wanted it all over me.
“Don’t hold back,” I said, getting down low and letting him jerk himself off onto my face. “Be as loud as you want. I don’t care if the kids hear us. I want them to hear us.”
“Fuck…” Tom was jerking his cock now and looking ready to blow at any moment.
I stuck my tits out and held my mouth open with my tongue hanging out. He was grunting plenty by the time his frantic jerking motion slowed and he focused on the tip before howling and letting his cum fly. He sprayed my face just like a porn star, thick and heavy. He painted me good from my forehead all the way down to my chin. I loved being covered in his cum. I wanted to masturbate with it dripping down my body, but I also didn’t want to disturb the vision of me looking so obscene and lewd for him.
“Fuck, Mel,” he breathed. “You got two loads out of me and we haven’t even made it to the bedroom.”
I smiled and bit my lip seductively. “You still have more for me, right Daddy?”
I emphasized that last word for his benefit, and to make sure he knew I wasn’t accidentally letting it slip like Sarah had done. He laughed at my joke, thankfully.
“I…still need to get used to that.”
I leaned forward and licked his cock again. “Is it okay that I talk about it? Is it okay that I get turned on?”
He nodded. “It’s fine with me. I know you’re wired in that way. Things that some people would be shocked by just make you wet. I’ve always known, like I said earlier. I want to be there for you and let you live out your fantasies.”
I batted my eyes at him as I tasted his cum. “I love you, Tom.”
“I love you too,” he said, smiling down at me with his dick in my face. “Do you really want the kids to catch us like this? I mean, if you do…”
I flashed him a kinky smile, but I felt like maybe it was going too far to force that on him right now. It seemed like he was open to the idea, though. I really needed him to be open when I eventually told him everything.
“It does turn me on, but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” I replied. “I think I’m just horny right now. Everything turns me on.”
“I kinda got that from what you said about Bree.” He laughed nervously. “I can’t say I’ve ever thought about that before. I don’t know how to play that one out but…we can definitely keep talking like that if you want. I can be turned on by that stuff. With you, anything would turn me on.”
“We need to go upstairs now,” I said firmly. “I need to fuck you.”
I stood and walked proudly with his cum dripping off my face and down my neck, not bothering to even collect my clothes from the floor. He pulled his pants up but the cum stains on them were evidence enough if someone were to see him like that. He followed me as I walked up the stairs and past our kids’ bedrooms toward ours. I knew they were probably editing a porn movie at this very moment and that turned me on as well. Tom was right behind me as we entered our bedroom and I was careful not to close the door all the way. He might have seen me do that but I didn’t really care if he registered why. I was ready to push some boundaries with him and start involving our children in our sex life, beyond how they already were.
“Maybe you could fuck my ass tonight?” I said as I pushed him onto our bed and pulled his clothes off his body. “Do you want to fantasize about anything? It’s not all about me, after all.”
“Actually, I think it is right now,” he said with a sheepish smile. “Seeing you like this…I can’t even begin to think about anything else. I just want to know everything that turns you on. I want you to feel completely open with me and say the things you’re thinking. Even if you’re afraid I’ll be shocked. I don’t know if you want to tell me more about your father, or other things you like, but I really truly want to know everything.”
“I’ll tell you about my father,” I said, crawling onto the bed and hovering over him until my hips were above his face. “I’ll sit on your face while I tell you how it felt to have him fuck me. I’ll let you eat my ass if I tell you what Sarah and I did together during my last visit.”
I saw a look of surprise on Tom’s face before my pussy mashed down on it. This might be the most thrilling night of my life, and I honestly considered leaving things the way they were right now. I didn’t want to ruin this new level of sexual awareness that Tom and I were entering. If I didn’t love him so much, I might have been tempted to do that. It would be selfish though, and he deserved to know everything. He said he wanted to know everything, and I know that he wasn’t possibly ready yet, but I wanted to reward him for being such a wonderful husband. I wanted him to know everything about me even if it meant endangering our family as it existed today.
Let’s have this evening, I said to him in my mind. Let’s enjoy ourselves and soak in our pleasure. Tomorrow, you will know everything and if it all goes to hell and I never see you again, at least we’ll have this memory.