Straight Female / 32
The thought of sucking on his cock two years ago would have grossed me out, but two years on, I'm like a new born sucking on it's mother breasts. And to think he's in his mid fifties too.
And none of what has happened, would have happened if my husband didn't keep a diary avidly. Finding out purely by chance he'd fucked one of my bridesmaids on our weeding day, through reading one of his entries, had my blood boiling and my heart torn apart. Not only for his deceit, but the bridesmaid was my sister.
My husband's father is what mst people would call, a bit of a dullard. He's quiet and very understated in his ways. Yet his love of anything physical or sport has kept him in fantastic shape. Even so, the thought of having sex with him prior to my discovery, would have been out of the question.
Taking my discovery to him first, his simple but very to the point answer was "Why don't you get even. Stay married but have a free pass to fuck who you like". It was his very real and open candour which made me ask him if he was talking about himself, when he ws talking about fucking someone. His answer that time was "Why not".
For the first time in my life, I had a man who I'd not fancied and who I'd not given out messages for sex to, undress in front of me. When he removed his boxers, I found myself gasping. Harry was everything I wouldn't have found attractive in a man, as I like powerful (Business), well educated and intellectual men. Just like his son. Yet with him stood naked in front of me with his huge thick cock, I was instantly turned on. And Harry was balls deep up my pussy and asshole the rest of the afternoon, after I'd spent an age sucking on his beautiful manhood. I was that taken with his cock, I actually sucked on it after he'd cum up my ass, cleaning off his cum and my anal juices, making his cock become erect again. Losing all my inhibitions, I had my husbands father fuck me on his porch as the sun was setting. Finally climaxing powerfully, as the stars rose in the night sky.
Going home my husband asked me where I'd been. I very nearly told him "fucking your dad all day". But something inside me stopped me from ending our marriage. It didn't stop me from visiting Harry the next day to appologise to him, but in reality seek out his gorgeous body and cock again. Again we fucked and this time I became everything he'd ever wanted, doing and trying everything he'd ever wanted sexually. In truth I became a slut for my father in law.
And so it went on and still does. My husband is one the wiser, as it's just his father visiting our home. Or me taking Harry something round, after cooking it for his dad.
As for my sister, well lets just say her latest male friend, her fiance no less, no longer see's her as the best fuck in the family. They were going to get married, but he's seen the light so to speak.
Am I sad that I found out my husband and sister cheated on me, you're damn right I am. Am I sad I've fucked my father in law and my sisters, which was to be her future husband. Not in the slightest.
And if any of this ever gets out, I'll walk away with Harry and live with an older man who values me for what I am. His lover, his friend and his younger ever willing slut. And if you doubt that, I'm typing this in front of Harry, who's not long had me sit on his cock all morning.
And none of what has happened, would have happened if my husband didn't keep a diary avidly. Finding out purely by chance he'd fucked one of my bridesmaids on our weeding day, through reading one of his entries, had my blood boiling and my heart torn apart. Not only for his deceit, but the bridesmaid was my sister.
My husband's father is what mst people would call, a bit of a dullard. He's quiet and very understated in his ways. Yet his love of anything physical or sport has kept him in fantastic shape. Even so, the thought of having sex with him prior to my discovery, would have been out of the question.
Taking my discovery to him first, his simple but very to the point answer was "Why don't you get even. Stay married but have a free pass to fuck who you like". It was his very real and open candour which made me ask him if he was talking about himself, when he ws talking about fucking someone. His answer that time was "Why not".
For the first time in my life, I had a man who I'd not fancied and who I'd not given out messages for sex to, undress in front of me. When he removed his boxers, I found myself gasping. Harry was everything I wouldn't have found attractive in a man, as I like powerful (Business), well educated and intellectual men. Just like his son. Yet with him stood naked in front of me with his huge thick cock, I was instantly turned on. And Harry was balls deep up my pussy and asshole the rest of the afternoon, after I'd spent an age sucking on his beautiful manhood. I was that taken with his cock, I actually sucked on it after he'd cum up my ass, cleaning off his cum and my anal juices, making his cock become erect again. Losing all my inhibitions, I had my husbands father fuck me on his porch as the sun was setting. Finally climaxing powerfully, as the stars rose in the night sky.
Going home my husband asked me where I'd been. I very nearly told him "fucking your dad all day". But something inside me stopped me from ending our marriage. It didn't stop me from visiting Harry the next day to appologise to him, but in reality seek out his gorgeous body and cock again. Again we fucked and this time I became everything he'd ever wanted, doing and trying everything he'd ever wanted sexually. In truth I became a slut for my father in law.
And so it went on and still does. My husband is one the wiser, as it's just his father visiting our home. Or me taking Harry something round, after cooking it for his dad.
As for my sister, well lets just say her latest male friend, her fiance no less, no longer see's her as the best fuck in the family. They were going to get married, but he's seen the light so to speak.
Am I sad that I found out my husband and sister cheated on me, you're damn right I am. Am I sad I've fucked my father in law and my sisters, which was to be her future husband. Not in the slightest.
And if any of this ever gets out, I'll walk away with Harry and live with an older man who values me for what I am. His lover, his friend and his younger ever willing slut. And if you doubt that, I'm typing this in front of Harry, who's not long had me sit on his cock all morning.
