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I was rooted to the spot. My forty-four year old wife was on her knees with her face buried in our eighteen-year-old daughter’s pussy. My daughter was sucking the cock of Tim, her nineteen-year-old boyfriend, while another young guy I didn’t recognize, fucked her mother from behind. The four of them were so wrapped up in what they were doing that they weren’t even aware when I opened the door and came into the room. I don’t know how long I stood there staring at the tableau in front of me before I was finally noticed.
“Oh fuck me!” Tim moaned looking over at the door. Beth saw where he was looking and she looked over and her eyes got big and Tim’s cock fell out of her mouth as she cried out, “Daddy!” That cry put the whole bunch of them in motion. Cookie’s head jerked up, snapped around and I saw fear on her face. The kid fucking Cookie pulled out of her and backed away from the bed like he was trying to put as much distance between him and Cookie as possible. Tim was scrambling looking for his clothes and I just stood there and watched the pandemonium. Then I just shook my head and said, “Well happy fucking birthday to me” and I turned and left the room.
I could hear all kinds of scrambling in the room as I walked away and headed back to the bedroom to gather up my clothes. I dressed and was heading for the front door when I heard Cookie ask, “Where are you going?”
I turned and saw her standing there clutching a robe around her and I said, “Out.”
“I can explain this baby.”
“No you can’t. Even if you could, I couldn’t sit here and listen to you while you have gobs of cum in your hair. It would be just too damned distracting.”
Her hand reached up to touch her hair as I turned and left the house.
As I drove to the bar I had so much shit rattling around in my head that I don’t even remember most of it. I can say pretty much the same for what I thought as I sat at the bar and looked at myself in the mirror. After my third drink disappeared I waved Tammy over for a refill. She brought it, set it down in front of me and asked, “What’s wrong Bill? You are sitting here looking like Godzilla just ate your best friend.”
“Not far off Tammy, not far off at all” because Cookie had been my best friend.
I was finally coming to grips with the fact that Cookie had set me up. Set me up and then had led me to the pen like a lamb being led to the slaughter and it didn’t help any that I let my dick take over my thinking. There was no doubt in my mind when Cookie put the blindfold on me that I was going to be led upstairs and into the middle of a surprise birthday party. I knew that there was no hot teenage honey waiting for me. Hell, I had known that when I had called Cookie’s bluff and had told her to go ahead and set up Mary Anne to be my birthday present. I mean, come on, what wife would actually do something like that? Even as late as the point where she had me in the bedroom undressing me I thought she had some trick up her sleeve. But when the hot mouth closed on my cock instead of doing the right thing and pulling off the blindfold and saying, “What the hell is going on here” I let my dick say, “Damn, that feels good; how about we just let it happen, okay bud?”
Looking back I can honestly say that it was the hottest fuck that I’d ever had. There was just something so erotic about having a blindfold on and not knowing who was sucking your cock, pushing her pussy in your face and grunting as you stuffed your cock up her shit hole. Fantastic yes, but the bottom line was that I had been set up. I had three more drinks and then handed Tammy my keys and asked her to call me a cab.
When I walked into the house Cookie was sitting on the couch and she jumped up and ran to me and threw her arms around me. “Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick.”
“Out” was all I said and I pushed her away from me. I headed for the bedroom with Cookie following along behind bahis firmaları me saying, “Why are you acting this way Bill? Why won’t you sit down and talk to me?”
“No thanks. I don’t have anything to say and I don’t want to hear anything that you may have to say.”
In our bedroom I gathered up the clothes I would need to wear to work the next day, grabbed my pillow and headed for the guest bedroom. The entire time Cookie kept saying, “Talk to me Bill, please talk to me. Let me explain baby, please talk to me.”
As I entered the guestroom I turned and yelled “NO!” and slammed the door in her face.
I didn’t sleep for beans that night. As if seeing my wife being fucked by some teenaged boy wasn’t bad enough, the image of Beth lying there, legs spread wide while her mother ate her pussy and she sucked her boyfriends cock kept replaying in my mind. My little girl was a slut!
Okay, okay, I know that I’d had some pretty erotic thoughts about Beth and I’d had some pretty damned strong fantasies of the two of us fucking and sucking up a storm, but I never acted on any of those fantasies; she was my baby for Christ’s sake. I never even came close to trying to do anything sexual with Beth, but that picture in my mind of my baby girl with a cock in her mouth was driving me crazy. The last thought that I remembered having before I fell asleep was that I needed to find an apartment. I couldn’t live under the same roof with Beth after seeing her with a cock in her mouth and wishing that it had been mine or with Cookie after seeing her with a nineteen-year-old buried in her butt.
Cookie was sitting on the couch red eyed from crying and she got up when I passed through the room on the way to the kitchen and followed me.
“Bill, please let me talk to you.”
“Why? What are you going to say that I don’t already know? I know you set me up. That’s what last night was all about. Get me in bed with a young girl so that when I found out what you were doing behind my back and blew my stack you could say, “Just hold on there a minute mister, I didn’t see you pushing the young stuff away.” Okay, I’m partially to blame because I didn’t turn around and get the hell out of that bedroom as soon as I found out that the blindfold wasn’t part of a surprise party. But the bottom line is that last night wasn’t for me, it was for you. Insurance for you so that if I ever found out about you and your boy toy I couldn’t go out and scream without it coming back on me in the form of whoever that was that I had sex with last night. Well not to worry now Cookie. I’ll pack when I get home from work tonight and as soon as I’m out you can move the little boys in. Now, if you will excuse me I need to leave since I don’t want to be late for work.”
I left work early and stopped by a motel that rented rooms by the week and by the month and got myself a room. Then I went home and packed a bag and moved out of the house. I’d been at the motel five days when one night when I got home from work there was a knock on the door and when I answered it I found Beth standing there.
“May I come in?”
“Sure honey” and I stepped aside and let her come in. She walked in and sat down on the bed and said, “How have you been?”
“I’ve been better.”
“Wouldn’t you be better at home?”
“I don’t think so sweetie.”
“Mom would be better if you were home. She’s an absolute wreck right now. She isn’t sleeping, she isn’t eating and she spends all her time crying.”
“Sorry sweetie, but she did it to herself.”
“Yes she did, but do you know why? No, of course you don’t because you would never let her talk to you. You just stomped out of the house.”
“After what I saw what could she possibly say that would mean anything?”
“She could have told you why.”
“What difference would that make?”
“I don’t know, but maybe knowing would have taken some of the bitterness away.”
“Do kaçak iddaa you know why she did it?”
“Yes I do. She did it because of me. She did the mother thing – you know, protect her young? – but it backfired on her.”
“Protect her young? Backfired? What are you talking about?”
“It started one night when mom had gone to visit grandma. You were out of town and I had the house to myself and I thought that I had hours before mom would be home. Gram wasn’t feeling well so she went to bed and mom came home and walked in on three boys and me. They had me naked on the couch with my legs spread and one of them was between my legs and getting ready to fuck me. The other two were standing there and stroking their hard cocks and waiting for their turn.
” I was giggling and mom thought I was drunk and that the guys were taking advantage of me, but they weren’t. I had been leading them on all day just waiting for a chance to get them to fuck me. But mom didn’t know that. She thought that I was drunk and I knew that I was in deep shit so I just kept quiet and waited for her to run them off. Once they were gone she would put me to bed and the next morning I would get a lecture and that would be the end of it. Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You led them on all day?”
“I’m sorry daddy, but the truth of the matter is that your little Beth is a round-heeled slut. I love to fuck and almost any guy who doesn’t have body odor or bad breath can climb on.”
“How long has this been going on?”
“We won’t go there. Anyway, back to the story. Mom told the guys to get out and they ignored her. She told them if they didn’t leave she was going to call the cops. They laughed at her and told her to go ahead and that when word of what the cops found when they got there got out my reputation would be trashed as far as everyone in town was concerned. She begged them to leave me alone and they laughed at her again. Then she said if they would leave me alone she would take care of their hard ons.
“Wouldn’t you rather have an experienced woman than a young girl?” she asked.
“All three of them had been fucking me for a month so not fucking me was no big thing compared to a chance to fuck a fox like mom so they all jumped at the chance. That night mom found out what her little girl already knew. There isn’t anything like having a fresh cock in you continuously for hours. They took turns on her all night and when they left at six the next morning mom had a smile on her face that wasn’t to be believed. I spent the night biting my lip, pretending to be drunk, and trying not to scream as I watched my cock all get used on mom.”
“And then she just kept on doing it?
“No, it probably would have only been the one time if she hadn’t felt so guilty about it. She got herself drunk the nest day and when I came home from class I found her drunk and crying about being so stupid and trashing her marriage and betraying her husband and I put her to bed. Thinking that she was out of it I called up some guys and invited them over to party. I had five guys in the room with me and I had one in my mouth and one in my pussy when mom walked in to the room. Two of the guys waiting their turn were two of the guys who had fucked her the night before and one of them said, “Hey, reinforcements” and they went over to her. I’m not sure what happened next because I was having orgasms, but when I looked over a minute or so later I saw that Roger, Sam and mom were not in the room.
“When Terry and Dave finished with me I got up to see what was going on and I walked into your bedroom in time to see Roger pulling out of mom and Billy getting ready to take his place. After that the five guys took turns on us all night and when they left around seven in the morning I got dressed and went to class. When I came home that night I had Roger, Dave and Bill with me. I only intended to take a quick shower and change and then me and the guys were going to go to kaçak bahis a party, but when I came out of the shower they were fucking mom and we never left the house that night.
“The next morning after the guys had gone mom got all weepy eyed again and to make her feel better I went down on her. That led to me skipping classes that day and mom and I spent the day in bed together. So, basically, I guess that I corrupted my mother.”
I sat there stunned by what my baby girl was telling me. It was impossible that my sweet, young and innocent daughter could have done those things and I was having a hard time believing any of it even though I had seen some of it with my own eyes. I was staring at her and shaking my head in disbelief.
“Which brings us to your birthday,” Beth said. “You weren’t being set up for anything. What it was was more of mom going into her protective mode again.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I know you don’t daddy. The fact that you are clueless is one of your more endearing qualities.”
“Yes you daddy. You think mom and I haven’t noticed the way you look at me? Well we both have, but what you never noticed, but that mom did was the way I was looking at you. I fully intended to fuck you daddy. Sooner or later I was going to get you to seduce me or I was going to seduce you. You think that all the times you walked past my bedroom door and it was open were accidents? I was showing you the goods. Mom saw it and she knew what I was going to do. She already knew that I was a sex crazed whore and she wasn’t all that worried about what fucking you would do to me, but she was worried about you. Knowing the kind of man you are she was afraid of what you having sex with me would cause. She just knew that you wouldn’t be able to handle the guilt when it was over.
“Her solution was to get you some sexy, young pussy to take your mind off me. I’d told her that Mary Anne was almost as big a slut as I was so mom had a talk with Mary Anne. Mary Anne thought that it would be a kick to fuck you, but then her time of the month showed up and she asked her sister Becky to do it.”
“I thought that I wasn’t supposed to know who it was?”
“That was before you fucked her eyes out. Now she wants a rematch and she asked me to give you her number. Anyway, Mary Anne called me on my cell phone and told me of the change in plans and I had Tim rush me home to see if I could stop things. Becky has an extremely jealous boyfriend and he has been known to get violent when other guys get too close to Becky. I wasn’t all that worried about him getting violent with you, but his attitude could have screwed things up and ruined your night. Not that it mattered because I got there too late to stop things, but mom and I did agree to fuck him if he would just be cool about things and let Becky do you so the three of us and Tim went into the other bedroom.
Becky was supposed to keep you busy for at least another half-hour so we could finish what we were doing and get the guys out of the house. Stupid planning on our part, but hindsight isn’t going to change it. Anyway, after that night Mary Anne was going to fuck you on a regular basis and that was supposed to keep your mind off me and as long as you were with Mary Anne mom thought that I would stay away from you. But then everything went to shit and here you are.”
“I’m having a hard time believing this Beth. I mean I know that some of it is true because I saw it, but still, I mean, oh shit, I don’t know what I mean.”
“I’m sorry daddy. I didn’t mean to screw up your life. If only I’d told mom that night that I wasn’t drunk and that I’d brought the guys home with me everything would have been okay. Maybe not between mom and me, but you would still be home and mom wouldn’t be as big a slut as I am. I really made a mess of things and I’m sorry daddy, I really am. The whole thing is my fault daddy, not mom’s. She loves you daddy. We need you to come home.”
“Is that why you came here, to try and get me to come home?”
Beth looked at me for several seconds and then she said, “Well I guess I did say you were clueless didn’t I” as she stood and started to undress.
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