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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, incest, and unwanted pregnancies are
subjects to be role-played between you and your significant other
only. Anybody actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a
psychiatrist, or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental
health immediately. I am always open to comments and constructive
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Retribution Chapter 4
By trukin_fool

That afternoon, I went home, thoroughly sated. I didn't wash up, so
the lingering odor of Ginas ass, wa still strong on my limp member.
When I walked into the house, Ann metme at the door.
"So?" She asked. "Who did you fuck today?"
"Oh just some old lesbian lover of yours." I stated.
Anns eyes grew wide at my remark. Until this time, she figured her
secret was safe.
"And tell me dear." I said sarcastically. "How many women have you
been with?"
At first she was either unable, or just flatly refused, to answer.
"Answer me." I said, raising my voice.
With a trembling voice, my wife finally answered my question.
"Six or seven." She said, hanging her head.
"Can youname them all?" I asked.
"Yes." She replied, as her tears dripped onto the floor.
"Let's hear them." I demanded.
"Maryanne, Jenny, mom, and ......"
"Your mom?" I asked, cutting her off.
"Yes, my mother." She said sternly, looking into my eyes.
"You had sex with your own mother? How long has this been going on?" I
asked, becoming ecited, while still angry.
"The first time was shortly after Dad passed away." She explained.
"She was so depressed, and soon one thing led to another and ....."
"And you hoped into bed with her, and began to eat her pussy?" I said,
again interrupting her.
"It wasn't like that." My wife yelled at me. "Let me finish."
"Go on." I said.
"I went to see mom, after dad died. She had called me about some
insurance papers she received, and I went to look at them." Ann said,
explaining each detail. "When I got to her place, she didn't answer
the door. I used my key to let myself in, and seached the house for
her. You know she has bad hearing, so she didn't hear me when I called
her name. I became very nervous about her living alone, and figured
something bad had happened, so I ran to her bedroom, and threw the
door open. She was just laying there in bed."
"Well apparently, she wasn't dead. So what happened then?" I asked.
"She was, kind of, well touching herself."
"She was touching herself?" I egged my wife on.
"Alright. She was diddling herself. Okay?" Ann fired back, having been
forced to say what she saw.
"And?" I continued to provoke her.
"So I knew she was lonely for Dad. I knew she missed him alot, and she
was really embarassed, at having me see her like that."
"So naturally, you jumped on the bed, and started eating her, right?"
I asked crudely.
"That's disgusting." Anns replied. "No. What happened then. was I went
to her, and tried to comfort her. She was really distraught, and
having me see her, made it worse. She even talked about wanting to
die."
"Okay, so you comforted her. What then?" I asked.
"Well we began to talk and hug each other. We both shared our grief,
and eventually, both of us were touching each other."
"Did you kiss?" I aske. having my intrest peaked.
"Well yes, I guess. It wasn't a mother daughter kiss though, it was
somehow more sensuous. Before I knew it, we were feeling each other
up, and my mom began to undress me. She said as long as she was naked,
there was no reason why I shouldn't be as well. Then after that, we
made love to each other. That was when she told me about Andy and her.
She has the idea that we are a closer knit family now. I'm sorry. I
know it's disgusting, looking back."
"Hmmmmm." I hummed, with a smile. "Maybe not."
Ann looked at me with astonishment.
"No." She cried. "You couldn't. Not her."
"And why not?" I queried. "She's got a box, and I've got a dick?"
"It's a vagina." My wife said, correcting me. "And it's my mother
you're talking about."
"Hey? What's the problem?" I asked. "I'm her son in law, aren't I?
After all, she shares it with you and Andy anyways."
My wife was stunned. Here I was, her own husband, talking about
fucking her mother. Even though she and her brother had sex with the
woman, it didn't seem natural that I should have thoughts like these.
Finally, after thinking long and hard about the suggestion, Ann softly
nodded her head. She knew all of this was wrong, but she realized it
was her own fault, that it had come this far.
"When she gets here, I'll leave you two alone." My wife said, finally
drumming up the courage to speak.
"No way." I stated, as Ann tried to walk away. "You'll be here, and
you're going to help."
My wife suddenly stopped, and spun around. Realizing I was going to
fuck her mom was one thing, but her being there and helping, was too
much.
"I ...I can't do that." She hissed.
"You can and you will." I said sternly. "Either that, or your ass is
out of here."
"Okay." She mumbled, as she turned to walk away in despise of me.
That afternoon, our house was back to normal, until my wife asked me
to strip so she could do the laundry, before her mother arrived on
Tuesday.
I went to the bedroom where my wife was already emptying the hamper.
When I got down to my underwear, and peeled them off, the pungent
lingering odor of Ginas ass, was still prevalent.
Ann glared at me, but said nothing.
"Don't worry." I said off handedly. "It's just Ginas ass odor."
Questioningly, my wife looked at me.
"Yep." I said smiling. "I had her in the ass, and while she was
sucking Maryannes pussy. I had the pussy first though."
With another look of disgust, she finished loading the basket and
left.
I wondered how long my adventures would last, until my wife developed
a spine, and retaliated.
Later on, after watching some TV, I went to bed. I knew I had some
loose ends at work, to finish, so I could take the rest of the week
off.
I assumed that I'd need the rest, and the time to fulfill all of my
fantasies. I also thought about plotting me revenge on Andy, my
brother in law. I often wondered what his wife Cindy was like in bed.
As I dozed off, I drempt about my mother in laws old pussy, and how it
needed my cock first though.
The next day at work was a blur. By three I had everything wrapped up,
and wass ready to leave.
An hour before quitting time, I got a call from Bill. He was very
adimant about apologizing to me, and asked that I not continue with
his wifes plans to humiliate him.
I reminded him of his old saying, Back in school.
"A stiff dick, has no conscience." I said, but agreed not to be the
agressor, if anything happened.
After all, I wasn't about to argue, with a head strong woman like
Angie.
That evening when I returned home, I was shocked by my wifes seemingly
good nature. Had she finally realized, I would do whatever I wished,
as long as broght me pleasure? Not likely, I thought.
Maybe she was just hoping to restore what little bit of dignity she
had remaining, and move on with our lives. Unfortunately for her, that
wasn't the case either.
As we sat to eat peacfully in the kitchen, a knock came to the door.
Ann, quickly jumped to answer it.
After a few small whisperes, and a few derrogatory remarks, Ann came
back, and sat quietly facing me.
Soon I felt a hand on my back. It was fingers tracing a small pattern,
from behind me.
As I looked over my shoulder, there stood Angie.
I saw her, as I've never seen her before. She was wearing an awful lot
of makeup, and she was tightly wrapped in a trench coat.
"Hey there lover boy." She said, blowing me a sexy kiss, from her
brightly red painted lips. "Are you ready to play?"
As I turned completely around, I noticed Bill, standing behind his
wife, as if very uncomfortable.
"I hope you enjoyed our little escapade the other night." She said in
a sexy whisper. "And tonight, I was hoping to make it even more fun."
I stared at the woman in shock. What was she planning to do?
"Seeing my husband, and your wife are so well suited for each other, I
thought maybe I'd like to watch the two of them, getting it on
together.. What do you think?" She asked.
Immediately, I glanced to Ann, and see what she was thinking.
She could only cringe, as she silently froze in place, awaiting my
answer.
"What do you think dear? Would that make us even?" I asked.
Ann was so devistated, that she couldn't find the words to speak. She
knew that she'd fucked up before, but never had she considered having
sex, with an audience present. Especially if it was her own husband
watching. Add to that, the fact that she hadn't had a drink, since a
few days ago.
"Well sweetie? Bill says he will if you will. Are you ready to fuck
him again? Or was it just a one time fling?" Angie asked. "Either way,
Tim and I are going to screw, and like it or not, Bill has agreed to
watch us."
It was now apparent that Angie controlled Bill, much in the same
manner, I had control of Ann. I had no idea what type of leverage she
held, but wasn't about to argue the details.
Angie seemed determined to exact her revenge on him, by making him a
cuckold.
Until that moment, I never thought of myself as a bull, who was used
for breeding services, with unfaithful wives.
Instantly, I was again rock hard. I knew fully well, that at my age,
very few younger women even looked my way, let alone wanted to fuck
me. But living proof stood right here behind me. Angie was younger,
and her seemingly voracious appetite for sex, was aimed my way.
We all patiently waited for Ann to either agree, or to bolt,and never
be seen from again.
Her eyes met mine with a silent plea. She didn't have to fortitude to
do this, without a crutch.
As my wife sat there blushing deeply, knowing everyone hung on her
answer, I got up, and poured her a large glass of liquor.
When I set it down, she only stared at it.
Finally with every ounce of courage she could muster, she pushed the
glass away, and spoke.
"This is what caused this whole mess in the first place." She
admitted. "If my husband and you want us to perform, we'll do it
sober. But you'd better hurry up, before I change my mind."
Then, flashing me a look of contempt, Ann stood, and walked towards
Bill.
Once there, she turned while grabbing his hand.
"Where will we do this?" She asked. "Anywhere but our marital bed.
It's already given me enough memories of debauchery."
"How about the living room?" Angie suggested eagerly. "I can't wait
until I see my husband seduce you."
With a very snotty glare towards Angie, my wife dragged her furture
lover into the other room.
Hand in hand, Angie and I followed.
Entering the livingroom, Ann and Bill were patiently standing in front
of the sofa, nervously awaiting instructions.
Before pushing backwards into the recliner, Angie undid the eblt of
the trench coat, and drooped it to the floor.
Ann and Bill were stunned at her outfit. It was a dark red teddy, with
a bustier top. The kind that pushes up the breasts, too accentuate a
womans natural cleavage.
"You like?" Angie asked sarcastically. "I got it to match the
lipstick."
Bill was becoming envious of me, but angry at the same time. His wife
had never done this before, and he wanted no part of it.
When he tried to leave, in embarassment, Ann quickly grabbed his hand
again, and forced him to stay.
"Let the party begin." Angie said smiling, while settling onto my lap.
Both Bill and Ann just stood there, confused as to what was expected
of them.
"Well?" Angie prodded. "Go for it Honey. She's just waiting for you to
get her wet and ready for your cock."
Again, both just stood and stared.
"Kiss the bitch." Angie finally shouted angrily. "She's your lover
tonight. Don't worry about us, we'll tell you when to do what. OK?"
Awkwardly, Bill put his arms around Ann, and nervously began to kiss
her cheek and neck.
"On the mouth." Angie stated. "She's not going to get all hot and
bothered by a friendly kiss on the cheek. Slip her the tongue, and
make it good."
Ann and Bill were very nervous and embarassed at what they being made
to do, but none the less, Angie kept barking out orders, and in such a
way as to humilate the both of them.
"Ann grab his ass and pull his groin tight to your belly." She said.
"And Bill, grab a handful of her big tits and squeeze them."
After a few moments, Ann was noticably getting excited, and broke
their hard sensuous kiss.
"I can't." She mumbled, with tears forming in her eyes. "I just
can't."
"Go on Bill." Angie said, noticing the moment slipping away. "Start
stripping her if you wish to go home with me tonight."
Realizing that Bill was now unbuttoning her blouse, Ann held her hands
to her face, covering her anguish.
"That's it big boy." Angie said encouraging her husband on, as he
pulled Anns arms free. "Now the bra. I'll bet you can't wait to
finally see them big fat knockers, out in the open."
By now, Bill actually had a hardon, tenting his pants.
After pulling off Anns blouse, You could plainly see her entire body
become a blushing red.
Bill started to undo his pants, before Angie stopped him.
"She'll do that honey. Finish with her." Angie ordered.
Knowing Bill was about to remove her slacks next, Ann crossed her legs
while standing, to protect her modesty.
"Yank them down." Angie said, becoming excited herself. "Panties and
all, quickly."
The sudden tug of Bills hands on Anns slacks, sent her off balance,
and she wobbled to maintain her position. As she did so, however, Bill
took the oppotunity to complete his task.
Sobbing now, Ann slowly stepped out of her slacks, as her shoes went
with them. Bill also removed her socks, one by one, leaving my wife
naked to the world.
"Now honey." I piped up. "It's your turn. Stip him and she what is so
special about him, that you had to have it outside the bar."
Finally accepting the inevitable, Ann mustered up her composure, and
began to quickly undo his shirt, After that, she bent to tug his pants
and underwear off also.
Bill helped by kicking off his shoes, but remained clad in his socks
only.
As Ann began to get up, Bills hard member, brushed along side of her
face.
"Go ahead." I said. "As long as you're down there, suck it for him."
By this time, Angie was heatedly gyrating her hips on my ercetion
also.
As my wife tenderly sucked Bill into her mouth, Angie turned to me,
and gave me a deep kiss. She was becoming hot at the idea of watching
her husband with another woman.
We both noticed Bill begin to jerk and spasm.
"That's enough dear." Angie quickly said, before bill shot off. "Now
lay back on the sofa, and Bill? Eat her cunt."
With Bill's help, Ann sat on the sofa. When her eyes met mine, they
were somewhat glassy, and she refused to part her knees.
By this time, Bill was very well into the mood, and pried my wifes
legs apart.
"Good god woman." Angie shrieked. "You've got enough wool down there,
to knit a sweater. I'm serious, you've got a major crop, going on."
Her words only humiliated my wife more, as Bill dove between her legs,
and began to noisily suck her to excitement.
Before long, Ann could no longer repress her carnal urges. As her
lover teased her clit, she began to jerk violently, unaware of her
audience.
The only thing on her mind, was to reach her climax, as she held Bills
head in place.
Again, it was time for Angie, to teasingly stop the action.
"That's enough twat sucking honey." She called out. "Ask her if she
wants your cock in her."
"Are you ...uh are you ready to do it?" He asked sheepishly.
"Not like that." Angie corrected him. "Tell her you want to hear the
wiords. Tell her to beg for your cock up her horny cunt."
As Bill complied, Ann was again too nervous to reply. Being beyond
excited, Bill took matters into his own hands thia time, and began to
roughly finger my wife.
Before long, Ann was moaning loudly.
Tell me." He prodded. "Tell me you want my cock up your cunt."
Finally, resigning to her near orgasm, my wife grunted.
"Yessss, oh yessss. Stick it in me. Shove your cock up my cunt and
fuck me."
As Bill aimed for Anns hole, Angie related another demand.
"Tell him to fuck you hard and deep, and when he's finished, to bust
his nuts deep into your whore pussy."
Beyond caring, Ann did as she was asked.
"Fuck me. Ohhh fuck me you bastard, and dump your load deep inside of
me when you cum. Fill my whore cunt with your cum. Let them watch as
you shoot your nuts off into me."" Ann moaned.
Within about five more strokes, Bill was indeed, unloading in Anns hot
pussy. As he froze at the intensity of the climax, Ann violently
strived for her own cum.
Unfortunately, Bills cock quickly softened, and flopped out, leaving
my wife to hump thin air, as she suffered her lack of orgasm.
Angie laughed wickedly, as she saw my wife yearning for release.
"Well bitch?" Was it worth it?" She teased, adding insult to injury.
"He does that all the time. It's a good thing Tim doesn't shoot off
prematurely like, that isn't it?"
As quickly as Angie finished her vrbal humiliation, she got on her
knees, and expertly, undid my pants.
"Now." Angie said loudly, over her shoulder, as she stroked my hard
member." Sit down next to your lover, and play with yourself, while I
get this hard meat, deep inside my hot wet cunt."
As Angie stroked and sucked at my cock, she peeled down the straps of
her outfit. Taking me deep in her throat, she scooted the teddie over
her ass, and down off her feet. After that, without dislodging my cock
from her lips, she stripped me also.
After a few miutes of fantastic oral, Angie stood quickly and turned
to face the sofa.
"Watch me." She again teased. "Watch me take a real man up my pussy.
Maybe you'll learn, after seeing this, haw to control your urges, and
prematrity."
Angie moaned loudly for effect, as she slowly engulfed my cock in her
very wet, but very tight pussy.
"Oh honey." Angie said snidely. "His cock is so big, and so fat. Maybe
I'll just have to visit him everyday, while you just watch and jerk
off."
I understood Angies teasing. I knew she wasn't normally this vocal in
her pleasure, but it did make for an interesting fuck.
After a few minutes, She jumped up, and turned towards me. Again she
settled down, enveloping me within her tight confines.
"Ohhhhh lover." She crooned. "Kiss me, as only a real cocksman can.
Make me beg for it."
Instantly, we were in a tight embrace, kissing each other heavily, as
her ass jerked to bring herself off.
Suddenly, Angie threw her head backwards, and groaned outloud,
announcing her climax. She remained closed eyed, as she spat a tirade
of vulgarity.
"Yesss, oh yesss, you stud mother fucker. Ugh, cock, cunt, shit, piss.
I can feel it pressing into my cervix. I think it's actually going
inside. Shoot for me. Shoot your fucking stud semen up my uterus, and
knock this cock whore up." She wailed out loud. "Now! You son of a
bitch. Breed me good."
With one final jerk upwards, I rammed deep in the woman, and froze as
my balls emptied.
"He's doing it honey. He's mating with your wife. Your whore wife.
Come over her, and look closely at his goo, runnig out of me."
Know beeter than to disobey Angie, Bill came over and knelt under her
ass for a close look.
"I can feel some of it seeping out, but most of his sperm, was shot
way up, deep inside me." Angie sighed. "It'll probably take a week to
drain out. Now remember, if you want to fuck me within that time,
you're going to have to eat me to get me excited enough first. OK?"
Which meant that Bill would be slurping my semen, everytime he wanted
to get laid.
Meanwhile, Ann could only sit alone on the sofa, as she watched the
repulsive show.
I felt a little bad, at making my wife witness this weird spectacle,
but not bad enough to enjoy the after spasms of Angies pussy, as it
continued to milk the seed form my wilting cock.
After the sex, everything became quite awkward again, but as Angie
followed Bill out the door, she thanked me for showing her husband,
what a good fuck really was.
"Hopefully he's learned never to fuck around on me again." She
whispered with a wink. "I told him years ago, whatever he did, to ever
hurt me, he'd get back ten fold. We're only up to two, so far."

continued...............

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