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When Matt awoke, sure enough, Judith was already awake, and she planted a kiss on his mouth again, after which she straddled him. His ostensibly old-fashioned wife was no longer putting up any such pretense. She began riding him, hard, in the cowgirl-style that the others had used the night before. She loved the fact that she was fucking a man who had just boned her sister, her friend, and her best friend.
"Oh, Matt, you are so fucking wonderful! Don't you see how right I am! This cock belongs in more than one cunt! You should have all the women you want, and no worries about it! Oh, fuck me, honey- fuck your wife right before you fuck her friends again!"
"Oh, fuck, yes, Judith baby! I want to be a stud! I want this for both of us- I want to be a stud for you and me!"
"Ahhh, fucking A! You're my stud, the hunkiest man in the world, and I would be a terrible woman if I kept you to myself! I love you, my hunk, my hubby, my stud!"
"Do you want to fuck around yourself, baby?"
"I'll only do it as a favor, to please my hubby! I'll do anything to stay married to a stud! I want you to be my hunky stud for life! I want to share you every day, fuck you in the evening, knowing that you've been getting laid by other girls! I want your balls drained when you go to sleep!"
"Wow, I'm not sure if my cock inside you is turning you on more, or the idea of it going into other ladies!"
"Both! They are both turning me on- equally! I love that you fuck me every day, and that will not change, but you'll just get laid more often! Oh, God, I'm so fucking wet right now, I could scream!"
"You are screaming, baby! Keep screaming for your stud Daddy, baby doll! Scream for Daddy, scream for your stud!"
"Yes, Daddy! I want to call you 'Daddy' from now on! I want you to be my stud, my hubby, my Daddy!"
Matt just kept fucking his beautiful wife harder and rougher than ever before, and she was clearly getting into it. She was taking a wilder pounding than she ever had, with all of her inhibitions loosened by watching Matt do what he wanted to those other women, her good friends, who had truly helped her out. She wanted to get fucked like a slut now, to be Matt's slut, fucking him and whetting his appetite, and then letting other women satisfy it.
"Why do you like to be call me 'Daddy' so much, baby?"
"I never told you this, but my father fucked me twice a day when I was 17, the last year before I went to college. I never told my Mom, but he was the best lover I had until you. We only did it doggie-style, but it was still better than the missionary sex I had with my high school sweetheart. I also sucked his cock, but I never told anyone about it.
You sorta reminded me of him, because you are such a sweet, but hunky man. I never figured out why I wanted you so much, until last night. You had the same cock, the same kindness, and I hoped subconsciously, the same insatiable libido. I love a stud, because my best lover until you, my Dad, was a stud, which was how he always made my Mom so hot for him. I wonder if she ever suspected it.
Anyway, he started fucking me after finding my boyfriend's condoms, and he told me to keep screwing my boyfriend, but let him show me how sex was supposed to be."
Matt was stunned again- his wife had once fucked her father! She had committed incest- not exactly something condoned in the Torah. She had lusted for him, had fallen for him, because he had the same admirable qualities as her own father. These thoughts stayed in Matt's head, as he continued pounding his wife's pussy.
Finally, they both groaned, and came as they fucked and thought about her wilder-than-expected past. Judith got very wet as she thought about both Matt and her Dad, who was still alive, and had presumably broken off his affair with his daughter.
"Honey, if you want to start fucking your Dad, it's okay. I just want to be sure that you keep fucking me."
Judith was now the surprised partner, as she thought about it, and agreed. Her sweet Matt understood her need for hunky men and had granted her wish to be married to be a stud, so she would definitely fuck around too, if that pleased him, and what better choice than her Dad, whom she had stopped fucking when she went to college, and never quite gotten around to screwing again.
"Alright, but it's just you and my Dad, ok? I know that sounds unfair to me, but I only love 2 men, and my greatest pleasure is to fuck and share men that I love."
"So, you want to fuck me and your Dad, while sharing both of us with other women?"
"Yes. Speaking of other women, I think that we have an audience."
She was right- Matt's highly vocal sex act with Judith had awakened his wife's friends, who were evidently interested in renewing their flings with him. They looked at him with the most adorable, puppy-dog looks on their faces, as if to beg him to fuck them all. None of them had their breakfast yet, but they were still more horny than hungry, as they showed by reaching over to him, and playing with his dick to get it hard enough for their pussies.
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