“I don’t know how to tell you this, so I guess I will just come out and say it. I have been sleeping with my parents since the summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college. But I want you to know I haven’t slept with them since we met,” Hannah explained.
I was shocked and didn’t know what to say. I knew something was up, but I could never have imagined my wife telling me she had a sexual relationship with her parents.
“My parents had always taught me that our bodies were nothing to be ashamed of and that we should be comfortable showing them off. I always took that lesson to heart and never thought much about nudity or wearing revealing clothes. Yet, when I returned from college that first summer, I was shocked by how little my parents wore. They had always been slim, but during my year away, they decided to hit the gym and wanted to show off their hard work,” Hannah continued.
“But how did that…” I cut in.
“You said you wouldn’t interrupt. Let me just get this out. I was a horny nineteen-year-old, and suddenly, I was surrounded by these two hyper-affectionate hotties who were making out all the time in front of me. They weren’t just physically affectionate with each other. We were always a touchy-feely family, but suddenly my parent’s touch turned me on. I spent that whole summer running up to my room, masturbating, thinking about my folks. I felt sick about myself, but I didn’t feel in control,” she continued.
As Hannah spoke, I felt my cock harden. I knew it was wrong, but hearing my wife admit to masturbating thinking of her Mom and Dad fucking her turned me on.
Hannah continued her story, “One Saturday night, I was supposed to sleep at a friend’s house, but as I got there, she threw up. When I came home, I found my Mom on her knees, sucking my Dad off. I don’t know why, but I quickly joined my Mom and took Dad’s cock into my mouth for the first time. My parents were shocked but quickly acquest to my joining them. We spent the rest of that summer and every moment we could since then fucking. I ended things with my parents when I met you. I didn’t want to take any chance of me playing with them getting in the way of our relationship,” Hannah concluded.
My mind was awash with questions. I couldn’t believe that Hannah had been intimate with her parents for that many years, and I had no idea. Yet, I couldn’t deny how excited hearing her story made me. After a day of being teased by her mother and then hearing how Hanna fucked her parents, I desperately needed relief.
“I will understand if you want a divorce,” Hannah muttered.
I pulled Hannah into me and cupped her face. “I would never want to divorce you, Hannah. I love you more than words can explain,” I reassuringly said.
“Show me,” Hannah purred, pulling me in for a kiss.
Hannah’s soft lips nibbled mine as we melted into each other. I ran my tongue around her lips, teasing her. I wanted her to want this as badly as I did.
As my tongue slid past her lips, I reached for her breasts. Through her thin cotton t-shirt, I could feel Hannah’s nipples harden against my palm.
Hannah’s breath quickened with each passing moment. She reached for my cock and rubbed it over my shorts.
I moaned into my wife’s mouth as her fingers traced the outline of my hard-on.
“That feels amazing,” I breathed.
She slinked down beside me while pulling my shorts off my body.
“It is about to feel even better,” she uttered before twirling her wet tongue around my dripping cock.
My hips jolted forward due to the overwhelming sensation of my wife’s skilled tongue.
“Are you this hard because of me?” she paused for a second, licking up and down my shaft, looking me in the eyes, “or is it because of my hot slutty Mommy?” she moaned, taking my cock deep down her throat.
If she kept this up, I knew I wouldn’t last long.
“I need to fuck you,” I said, grabbing and tossing her on the bed.
“Ooh, I like this side of you,” Hannah grinned while ripping off her clothes.
I tore off my shirt and pulled her to the edge of the bed.
While Hannah and I usually loved taking our time, we both desperately needed to cum.
I ran my cock up and down Hannah soaking wet cunt.
“Stop fucking teasing me. I need you inside me,” Hannah yelled, wrapping her legs around me and pulling me on top of her.
I took hold of my cock and slowly slid it inside my wife.
“Yes,” Hannah yelped as I pushed my cock deeper inside her wet cunt.
I kissed Hannah lovingly before nestling my head into her shoulder.
Hannah ground her hips into mine as I thrust my cock into her. Her wet warm pussy gripped my cock, pulling me deeper into her with every thrust.
I moved my hips in circles rubbing my pubic bone against Hannah’s clit.
“Oh, don’t stop,” Hannah screamed into my ear.
Hannah’s nails dug into my back as the force of her hips meeting mine increased. I could tell she was close, and I did my best to keep up with her pace.
“I’m going to cum. I want you to cum with me,” Hannah begged.
Suddenly I felt a wave of wetness erupt around my cock as Hannah moaned loudly.
Hannah’s pussy exploded all over my cock, as I continued to fuck her hard. I felt an animalistic urge to plow my wife’s cunt.
“Yes! Fuck me hard. Take me. Fuck me like the slut I am,” Hannah moaned.
I pumped my cock into her, our skin slapping together, as I finally came hard.
As we lay there, coming down from our orgasms, Hannah leaned over onto my chest. Hannah’s piercing blue eyes felt like they were looking straight into my soul.
“I know this is a lot to ask, but I want you to at least think about it. It would mean the world to me if you would have sex with me and my parents,” Hannah admitted.
I didn’t know what to say. I could see the love in Hannah’s eyes, and I knew this meant a lot to her.
I would be lying if the thought of fucking Lynne didn’t appeal to me. She was hot and clearly was interested in me. Yet, I never imagined seeing Hannah fuck another man, let alone her father.
An image of Hannah riding her father’s cock, moaning, “Daddy,” filled my mind, causing my own cock to harden despite having just cum. My body was reacting in a way I never expected. I let my imagination go wild. I pictured sweat dripping down Hannah’s chest, her shimmering breasts bouncing up and down while she rode her father.
I realized that I wanted to make my new fantasy a reality.
“Hannah…” I began to say before she put her fingers on my lips and stopped me from continuing.
“I don’t want an answer tonight. Please sleep on it. We can talk about it in the morning,” Hannah insisted.
Hannah snuggled into my chest and quickly drifted off to sleep. I lay there, thinking about how much our life was about to change as sleep eventually overtook me.
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling the sun’s warmth on my face. The gentle rays shone through the window, illuminating the room and casting a soft glow on Hannah, who was snuggled up close to me. I smiled as I gazed at her sleeping face, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me.
I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her closer as she nestled her head into my chest. I could feel the steady rise and fall of her breathing, and it was comforting to know that she was right there with me.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I whispered, planting a kiss on the top of her head.
Hannah stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she gazed up at me with her deep blue eyes. A smile spread across her face as she snuggled in closer.
“Good morning, my love,” she murmured, her voice soft and sweet.
I looked down at her, feeling my heart swell with love. “I love you,” I said, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.
Hannah’s eyes lit up, and she reached up to cup my face in her hands. “I love you too, Tim,” she warmly said.
I leaned in to kiss her, feeling the softness of her lips against mine. It was a simple gesture, but after last night it was important to me that she knew I loved her just as much as I ever did.
The news of last night was a lot to digest, yet somehow knowing what I did now made me feel closer to my wife than ever before. It was as if the final piece of the Hannah puzzle was put in place.
I slid my hand through Hannah’s messy blonde locks. “I want to join you and your parents in bed,” I told her. “I need to see you fucking your parents.”
Hannah hugged me tight and kissed me. “I love you, Tim. You won’t regret this,” Hannah gushed.
We made our way to the kitchen, both desperate for coffee. What we found there was shocking for both of us.
Lynne was sitting at the table with her robe wide open. My mother-in-law’s tits were on full display. My heart beat in my chest as I took in Lynne’s outstanding breasts. It was hard not to think about the previous night’s revelations while looking at the beautiful woman before me.
“Mom,” Hannah called out, trying to get her Mom to cover up.
“Oh, stop being such a prude. They are just breasts,” Lynne retorted, pulling her robe closed for her daughter’s comfort.
They were just breasts, but they were also some of the most amazing tits I had ever seen. Images of Hannah sucking on her Mom’s nipples flooded my mind. My cock hardened in my trunks, begging for attention.
“We were thinking of going for a swim. Would you like to join us, Mom?” Hannah asked.
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