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My fantasy with a certain in-law started over 30 years ago. It’s a situation of me wanting to fuck him from the moment we first met. Had I been given the choice to trade up from my fiancé to his cousin I would have jumped. He is one of those guys a girl just looks at and thinks “Wow! I like that!”
My husband and I have done some swapping with a couple close friends. We even were part of a group of six. Hard swapping and role play was our mainstay. I hinted often that we would enjoy a threesome with his cousin. My husband never agreed as he wished to keep this aspect of our lives private and secret.
My desires became more intense the first couple years after we married. Seeing the cousin in a business suit was one thing, family vacations had my eyes popping upon seeing him close to naked in just a Speedo.
Both men are half English and Greek. My husband got all the English genes, the cousin is literally a Greek statue. The cousin is bigger, taller, all muscles, flat tummy and an enormous cock. Ladies will understand the cousin as a guy most ladies would willingly surrender to.
I wanted that threesome badly. When we did role play with our friends, I found my having two men to drain suited me perfectly. My own libido is a bit more than one guy can handle. My husband still would not agree.
Then came the Sunday afternoon when everyone went back to the city and left us alone at the summer beach house. I was going to cheat. The evening started great, good food, drink and reefer. We liked each other genuinely and sitting close under a blanket in the cool night air was not unusual for us. Only this night I ran my hand up his thigh and gently used my nails to trace the outline of his cock. He moaned, grew huge and my hand then went up under his shorts. We kissed deeply, which literally took my breath away. Then he got up and plainly stated “You are off limits.” He said I should have his cousin tell him it’s OK to fuck his wife, and that’s the only way he would ever.
That’s the end of it right? Nope. Monday night I slipped into his bed. He sleeps like a rock and naked. I too was naked and cuddling up proved too easy. My caressing his cock woke him up. He did appreciate my naked body against his and he told me sleeping was fine but no matter what, that was all. He did not want to be “That bad guy”.
Sleeping with this stud did nothing but make my pussy ache for it.
Tuesday night he broke and I became a certified adulteress.
After beach we showered, went out for a quick bite and went straight to bed. Only this night we started off together. Pillow talk had us admitting that while this felt good, we both needed to cum badly.
He turned, we kissed again, he went low, grabbed my ass cheeks, lifted my bottom up and locked his mouth my pussy and worked me over with expert skills. I squealed, moaned and hit a climax at least half a dozen timed. Eventually I had to wave my hands smack his face and beg him to stop. I had met my match. He told me to return the favor. I found myself with both hands on his shaft slobbering all over the head, stroking and tongue and suckle, after a while my jaw ached. So I placed him between my tits had him kneel over my chest and he stroked with the cock head lightly probe my mouth.
He soon announced “I’m gonna shoot” and he learned just how much I can enjoy a good facial. Afterwards we kissed deeply again. Only this time he smelled of pussy and my face and mouth was coated in his cum. So dirty and so good.
Pillow talk was mainly me complimented him, letting him know I never held such a big cock, never received such great oral and how I’ve never seen a guy cum so heavily. Then, without even washing up, we fell off to sleep. Later, somewhere in complete darkness, I mounted him!
I slept d****d all over him, upon waking it was just one natural move for me to straddle him. I aroused him completely by covering his face in my boobs, he eagerly took my puffy nipples into his mouth and tugged me lovingly as he grew rock hard. My pussy was still soaking wet as I covered him and worked myself down. Taking most of him was easy while sitting upright supporting myself with my hands on his ribs. Taking the last of him was quite a bit of work. All the time he is urging me on, telling me how tight I was and what a great a job I was doing. I climaxed a couple times just working him inside. Then, with his hands pushing my hips down hard he tells me he is all mine. The fullness felt incredibly addicting. Don’t move, he tells me, give it time and you will form around it. He was right.
He started with minimal hip thrusts, it ached but felt so good. With time he picked up the pace and his thrusts got stronger, it ached less and felt even better. By the time he was finished I was on fire having many little climaxes. Every time I did, he stopped moving and let me enjoy it my way. Then he told me “you do the work and ride it.” I moved progressively from light movement to full strokes over time. His mouth alternately teasing my mouth and tits. I had this 10 inch cock in me for what had to be an hour plus some. I was a natural, I was built for this. Hell, I was coming almost completely off and power slamming the whole thing back in. That got him to announced once more “I’m gonna shoot”. My response was immediate “Cum inside me”. Face it, there was no other way this could end without a lot of disappointment. He asks ‘Safe?”, I say “Yes”, now you finish on top. We flip, he crushes my knees into my boobs and pounds me hard, all his weight bearing down in his cock, taking my breath away and pounding to new depths. I just kept yelling Fuck Me! Cum In Me! Fuck Me! Cum In Me! Fuck Me! Cum In Me! The discomfort returned, now I knew I was being fucked, and a huge orgasm overtook me as he hollered and pumped his semen deep into what was, unknown to me at the time, a very fertile lady.
We just clung together, locked together, tender as can be as he drained out and grew soft. Still on top, still keeping me plugged up, tender kissing. Then he whispers “You know, we’re both going to have a hard time stopping”.
And stop we did not. At least for the next two days.
Thursday night my husband and his brother were coming out. Thursday daytime the cousin picked up a new single girl, a tiny petite skinny little girl. She was at the house boozing and smoking when the others returned. Everything looked just completely normal. Normal until bedtime, when I could hear the new girl getting royally fucked by the cousin and having a real hard time dealing with the cock. I’m thinking ‘Did I sound like that?’ While I am riding my husband, we both laugh at the sounds and we realize she is getting fucked hard and not enjoying it while enjoying it immensely. Lets just say that next morning she had the look and was so smiley and happy always touching the cousin.
My husband cums, I realize he oozes out of me. I’m a sloppy mess. The cousin did not ooze out more than a single drip. The deeper planted seed found a place to call home.
Almost to the day, nine months later I have my first baby. A girl! Blonde, button nose, all pink and perfect. By age 3 the blonde was gone. By then, there was a sister. By age 5, her pink skin had developed an olive complexion. Around puberty she began to develop a patrician nose. Still gorgeous but not exactly daddy’s little girl. By the time high school was over, she is standing 5 inches taller than her little sister, whom is still blonde, pink and blue.
Around the time the second one finished high school, I secretly had DNA paternity tests done. Results went to a new PO Box only I knew of and a secret G-mail account.
I know, the cousin knows.
Question is when, if at all, do I tell my daughter that her uncle is her father?
Location and other info withheld.
My fantasy with a certain in-law started over 30 years ago. It’s a situation of me wanting to fuck him from the moment we first met. Had I been given the choice to trade up from my fiancé to his cousin I would have jumped. He is one of those guys a girl just looks at and thinks “Wow! I like that!”
My husband and I have done some swapping with a couple close friends. We even were part of a group of six. Hard swapping and role play was our mainstay. I hinted often that we would enjoy a threesome with his cousin. My husband never agreed as he wished to keep this aspect of our lives private and secret.
My desires became more intense the first couple years after we married. Seeing the cousin in a business suit was one thing, family vacations had my eyes popping upon seeing him close to naked in just a Speedo.
Both men are half English and Greek. My husband got all the English genes, the cousin is literally a Greek statue. The cousin is bigger, taller, all muscles, flat tummy and an enormous cock. Ladies will understand the cousin as a guy most ladies would willingly surrender to.
I wanted that threesome badly. When we did role play with our friends, I found my having two men to drain suited me perfectly. My own libido is a bit more than one guy can handle. My husband still would not agree.
Then came the Sunday afternoon when everyone went back to the city and left us alone at the summer beach house. I was going to cheat. The evening started great, good food, drink and reefer. We liked each other genuinely and sitting close under a blanket in the cool night air was not unusual for us. Only this night I ran my hand up his thigh and gently used my nails to trace the outline of his cock. He moaned, grew huge and my hand then went up under his shorts. We kissed deeply, which literally took my breath away. Then he got up and plainly stated “You are off limits.” He said I should have his cousin tell him it’s OK to fuck his wife, and that’s the only way he would ever.
That’s the end of it right? Nope. Monday night I slipped into his bed. He sleeps like a rock and naked. I too was naked and cuddling up proved too easy. My caressing his cock woke him up. He did appreciate my naked body against his and he told me sleeping was fine but no matter what, that was all. He did not want to be “That bad guy”.
Sleeping with this stud did nothing but make my pussy ache for it.
Tuesday night he broke and I became a certified adulteress.
After beach we showered, went out for a quick bite and went straight to bed. Only this night we started off together. Pillow talk had us admitting that while this felt good, we both needed to cum badly.
He turned, we kissed again, he went low, grabbed my ass cheeks, lifted my bottom up and locked his mouth my pussy and worked me over with expert skills. I squealed, moaned and hit a climax at least half a dozen timed. Eventually I had to wave my hands smack his face and beg him to stop. I had met my match. He told me to return the favor. I found myself with both hands on his shaft slobbering all over the head, stroking and tongue and suckle, after a while my jaw ached. So I placed him between my tits had him kneel over my chest and he stroked with the cock head lightly probe my mouth.
He soon announced “I’m gonna shoot” and he learned just how much I can enjoy a good facial. Afterwards we kissed deeply again. Only this time he smelled of pussy and my face and mouth was coated in his cum. So dirty and so good.
Pillow talk was mainly me complimented him, letting him know I never held such a big cock, never received such great oral and how I’ve never seen a guy cum so heavily. Then, without even washing up, we fell off to sleep. Later, somewhere in complete darkness, I mounted him!
I slept d****d all over him, upon waking it was just one natural move for me to straddle him. I aroused him completely by covering his face in my boobs, he eagerly took my puffy nipples into his mouth and tugged me lovingly as he grew rock hard. My pussy was still soaking wet as I covered him and worked myself down. Taking most of him was easy while sitting upright supporting myself with my hands on his ribs. Taking the last of him was quite a bit of work. All the time he is urging me on, telling me how tight I was and what a great a job I was doing. I climaxed a couple times just working him inside. Then, with his hands pushing my hips down hard he tells me he is all mine. The fullness felt incredibly addicting. Don’t move, he tells me, give it time and you will form around it. He was right.
He started with minimal hip thrusts, it ached but felt so good. With time he picked up the pace and his thrusts got stronger, it ached less and felt even better. By the time he was finished I was on fire having many little climaxes. Every time I did, he stopped moving and let me enjoy it my way. Then he told me “you do the work and ride it.” I moved progressively from light movement to full strokes over time. His mouth alternately teasing my mouth and tits. I had this 10 inch cock in me for what had to be an hour plus some. I was a natural, I was built for this. Hell, I was coming almost completely off and power slamming the whole thing back in. That got him to announced once more “I’m gonna shoot”. My response was immediate “Cum inside me”. Face it, there was no other way this could end without a lot of disappointment. He asks ‘Safe?”, I say “Yes”, now you finish on top. We flip, he crushes my knees into my boobs and pounds me hard, all his weight bearing down in his cock, taking my breath away and pounding to new depths. I just kept yelling Fuck Me! Cum In Me! Fuck Me! Cum In Me! Fuck Me! Cum In Me! The discomfort returned, now I knew I was being fucked, and a huge orgasm overtook me as he hollered and pumped his semen deep into what was, unknown to me at the time, a very fertile lady.
We just clung together, locked together, tender as can be as he drained out and grew soft. Still on top, still keeping me plugged up, tender kissing. Then he whispers “You know, we’re both going to have a hard time stopping”.
And stop we did not. At least for the next two days.
Thursday night my husband and his brother were coming out. Thursday daytime the cousin picked up a new single girl, a tiny petite skinny little girl. She was at the house boozing and smoking when the others returned. Everything looked just completely normal. Normal until bedtime, when I could hear the new girl getting royally fucked by the cousin and having a real hard time dealing with the cock. I’m thinking ‘Did I sound like that?’ While I am riding my husband, we both laugh at the sounds and we realize she is getting fucked hard and not enjoying it while enjoying it immensely. Lets just say that next morning she had the look and was so smiley and happy always touching the cousin.
My husband cums, I realize he oozes out of me. I’m a sloppy mess. The cousin did not ooze out more than a single drip. The deeper planted seed found a place to call home.
Almost to the day, nine months later I have my first baby. A girl! Blonde, button nose, all pink and perfect. By age 3 the blonde was gone. By then, there was a sister. By age 5, her pink skin had developed an olive complexion. Around puberty she began to develop a patrician nose. Still gorgeous but not exactly daddy’s little girl. By the time high school was over, she is standing 5 inches taller than her little sister, whom is still blonde, pink and blue.
Around the time the second one finished high school, I secretly had DNA paternity tests done. Results went to a new PO Box only I knew of and a secret G-mail account.
I know, the cousin knows.
Question is when, if at all, do I tell my daughter that her uncle is her father?
Nanette
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