“Anyway, after thinking things over for a few days, I finally told Sam that I was all in on us trying out the cuckolding idea, but that he would have to let me pick the man who I was going to have sex with. I told your father that it was the least he could do, considering the fact that he was in essence coercing me into have sex with another man just to try to keep our own sex life exciting.”
“So who did you choose?”
“Our neighbor across the street at the time, Ben. You remember Ben, don’t you?”
“Was this the same ‘Ben’ that used to come over to our house to play basketball with me in our driveway? And the same ‘Ben’ that used help Dad out with his various home improvement projects and car maintenance stuff? And the same ‘Ben’ that you and Dad had over to the house for dinner from time to time, and I used to play video games with him on the couch while we were waiting for the food to cook?”
“Yes. That same ‘Ben.’ Not only was Ben the convenient choice, since he was always hanging out at our house anyway, and your father trusted him and really liked him a lot, despite their age difference; but Ben was also a very good looking guy in his mid 20’s who I just happened to secretly have the hots for. And I figured I might as well get something in return, if I was going to help your father get his rocks off by doing the whole cuckolding thing with him.”
“Wow! This just keeps on getting better and better.”
“You haven’t heard the half of it yet. I still remember that very first night of cuckolding like it was yesterday. You were sleeping over at your best friend’s house that night. And Ben agreed to come over to our house for a cozy little last-minute party with just Sam and me. And we all drank several shots of Tequila, just to get loosened up and relaxed.
“An hour or so into our little party, your father asked Ben to come up to the bedroom with us because he wanted to show Ben ‘something very special.’ And we all three went upstairs to Sam’s and my bedroom.
“Sam sat down in the chair across from the bed, and Ben sat down on the side of the bed before I strategically sat down beside Ben.
“We sat there for an awkward moment when Ben finally spoke up to break the silence, and he asked Sam, ‘So where’s this very special something that you wanted to show me?’
“‘Right here,’ I said to Ben. And I opened up my blouse and threw off my bra to show Ben my bare breasts.
“It was obvious that Ben was in shock and disbelief. And so I asked him, ‘Didn’t Sam tell you what we were going to be doing tonight together?’
“And Ben said to me, ‘Yes, he did. But to tell you the truth, I didn’t think you guys would really go through with it.’
“And I said to him, ‘Well, we are. And we’re doing this right now. I don’t know about you, but I’m so horny I can’t stand myself!’
“I leaned over to kiss Ben a few times, and then I let him feel out and suck on my breasts, right in front of your father.
“I had never done anything that taboo or erotic before in my entire life. And so my pussy got sopping wet–especially when I looked over and saw your dad sitting in that chair, with his dick pulled out of his pants, and him fondling away at it, while he was watching Ben and me like a hawk.
“Anyway, the original plan that your dad came up with was that I was going to give Ben a blowjob first, and then let him eat my pussy. And then I was supposed to jack Ben off in from of your father. Either that, or get Ben to jack himself off and let him cum on my pussy. Of course, I’m talking about the outside part of my pussy.
“Well, that whole plan went to hell in a hand basket as soon as Ben and I were both naked, and I had just finished giving him a blowjob so that he had a nice big hard-on down between his legs. And I was lying down on my back on top of the bed with my legs spread apart, letting Ben slurp-slurp away at my pussy.
“Before I knew what was happening, Ben suddenly climbed up on top of me, and pinned me down to the bed, as he penetrated me in a missionary position, and began thrusting away at my pussy.
“At that point, I realized that Ben was actually raping me, since I hadn’t given him permission to fuck me. And he was doing it right in front of my own husband.
“But you father didn’t say one word about it. He just kept jacking himself off and breathing heavy, and constantly staring at both of us like a madman.
“I whispered in Ben’s ear, and asked him very nicely to pull out of me, and let him know that I wasn’t on any form of birth control, and that he might get me pregnant–which wasn’t quite the whole truth of the matter.
“At the time, I had just gotten off The Pill. Primarily because of my age. It simply became too risky for me to keep taking birth control pills, according to my doctor, who also assured me that I had been on The Pill for so many years that it would most likely take two to three months for my reproductive system to get back to normal.
“That same doctor also told Sam and me that we could safely just go ahead and keep having sexual intercourse during that two to three month period while we continued looking for another reliable birth control method to use in place of The Pill.
“And so that’s exactly what Sam and I had recently been doing–except that we weren’t having sex very often anymore. Maybe once every couple of weeks, at the most. And I assumed that was why the whole cuckolding thing even came up between us.
“Anyway, back to my story: While Ben continued thrusting his awesome, young, stiff penis in and out of my vagina–and right after I warned him that he might get me pregnant–Ben whispered back in my ear, saying, ‘Good. Because that’s what your husband wants me to do. He told me that he wants me to fuck the crap out of you and get you pregnant, if I can. So that’s exactly what I’m doing right now.’
“And I pleaded with Ben, ‘Oh God no! Please don’t do this. At least, put on a rubber, or pull out and jack off onto my pussy, or something. I don’t want to get pregnant!’
“And that was a total lie on my part. The truth is I was wanting to get pregnant so badly that I could barely stand it. I could feel my biological clock running out, and I was really hoping to have a daughter this time around.
“I was also wanting Sam to be the father of my second child. But that simply wasn’t in the cards for me. I’ll explain why later.
“So, even though at first, I was outwardly behaving as if I didn’t want Ben to fuck me, I was actually elated deep down inside when Ben had ignored my phony pleas, and just kept relentlessly humping away at my pussy with that awesome-feeling dick of his.
“My God! Ben’s dick was magnificent compared to Sam’s! I couldn’t believe how different the intercourse itself felt. Let’s just say that I finally understood why women prefer a man with a large, thick penis. Ben’s dick stretched my vagina wide-open, which felt absolutely wonderful to my pussy.
“And as Ben continued to hump away at my pussy at a faster and faster pace, I found it harder and harder to maintain my false outward demeanor.
“And it didn’t take very long at all before I found myself whispering in Ben’s ear, urging him to keep on fucking me for as long as he wanted to, and telling him that I had changed my mind, and that I wanted him to go ahead and cum deep inside my pussy. And that’s exactly what he finally ended up doing.”
I interrupted Mom’s story for a moment to ask her, “Did Ben make you cum while he was fucking you like that, right in front of Dad?”
“Oh God yes! I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard in my entire life,” Mom confessed to me, and we both laughed out loud.
“So did you get pregnant that night?” I asked.
“No. But I did get hooked on cuckolding my husband,” Mom stated matter-of-factly, and we both broke out laughing again.
“All I can say is that cuckolding was so exciting and taboo that Sam and I just couldn’t get enough of it. Your father and I would have Ben come over to our house at least two or three times a week, so that Ben could fuck the crap out me in front of your dad, and try to get me pregnant.
“Little did Sam and I–or Ben–realize that it would end up taking nearly four months of hardcore fucking for that to finally happen. But it eventually did, thank God!
“And that’s how Ben got me pregnant with your little sister.
“And after she was born, Sam and I decided to name her ‘Lacey’ in honor of Ben’s mother.”
“What did you mean when you told me earlier that you were wanting Sam to be the father of your second child, but that it simply wasn’t in the cards?”
“I meant that I later found out that Sam was ‘shooting blanks,’ and he had been doing that ever since just after you were born, when one of his buddies at work had talked him into secretly going to the doctor one day and getting a vasectomy that he didn’t tell me about until after Ben had finally managed to get me pregnant with Lacey. Go figure…
“There I was risking my health and taking The Pill all those years, thinking that Sam could get me pregnant if I didn’t, when the truth was that that was a total impossibility.
“In other words, it wasn’t in the cards. And Sam’s not telling me the truth about his reproductive situation was the one cruel thing that Sam did to me during his life.
“But ironically, looking back on it all now, the best thing that Sam ever did for me was to suggest that I cuckold him, and let another man have sex with me in front of him.”
“Wow, Mom! That’s a fucking incredible story, if I’ve ever heard one!”
“But my story’s not over yet. You see, I was really pissed off about the whole vasectomy thing and being lied to all those years. So I decided that I was going to get even with Sam for that one.
“One day, I walked up to him and demanded that he was going to have sexual intercourse with a woman of my choice–not his–and that he was going to do it right in front me while I watched, just like he had made me have sex with Ben in front of him all those months.
“Now, that I finally knew that Sam was shooting blanks sperm-wise, I didn’t have to worry about him possibly getting another woman pregnant, and all the backlash that something like that might cause for our family.
Leave a Reply