Happy Endings

“I never cheated on you. I wouldn’t come home to make you think that I was, but I never did. Then on the nights that I was home you never came to me. You never had sex with me. So, I decided that I wasn’t making you happy anymore. I didn’t want to loose you. So, I went to Brad, and we decided that he would come in and pretend to be just as angry with me as you were. He won you over and became your lover. I had decided that if I was going to loose you to another man then I wanted that man to be our son. I would watch every now and again and remember when you derived that much pleasure from me, and it made me happy to see that you were happy. But then just as I had Brad asked for more, and you got angry. You are a possessive foolish woman. If you would have let Brad have his way, or let me have mine, you wouldn’t be so miserable now. Yes, I have made you pay for the kind of hell I have been through with you. I know in your little mind you thought you were getting the better of me, but all the while it was I who got the better of you.”

He paused in his speech, and I looked at him dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe all he was saying to me. It might be true, but at this point I didn’t want to believe it.

“Nothing to say Dear? Well, then, I’ll move on. Brad and I noticed how pathetic you looked at the dinner table last night, and we decided to put an end to our treatment of you. We believe that you have suffered enough.” I threw him a drop dead look. “You may look at me meanly all you want to. It really doesn’t bother me anymore. But look at yourself before you go giving haughty looks to the person that supports you. You truly look like you are about to end your life. Your cheeks all stained with tears. Your eyes clouded in your depression. You are a wretched site to see, and it breaks my heart to set my eyes upon you.”

“Yeah, I bet it does.”

“Look, I’m not trying to make you more unhappy. I’m just trying to tell you that I don’t want you to go and neither does Brad. I love you and so does our son.”

“No, no! That’s not right. It wasn’t me, it was all you! Don’t try to blame this on me! I won’t stand for it!” I started crying again. I knew my argument was weak. I knew that I wasn’t going to go anywhere. As soon as he said what he wanted me to do, I knew I would give in.

He started laughing, “quit trying to put the blame on me, don’t put the blame on you either. It was both our faults that our marriage has failed for so long. But we can now rebuild it and be happier for it.”

I sighed, my shoulders dropped, “what do you want me to do?” I gave up, he had a point. There was no use in being miserable anymore. I would rebuild my life just as he said.

“All I ask is that you share your body with me again. It’s been so long since I’ve felt you. I ask that when I ask for new things that you let me have them, and don’t think for a second that I won’t let you have what you want either.”

I nodded my head. “Okay.”

“Good.” I watched him as he came across the living room, and stood in front of me. I stared at him as he stripped off his clothes; I looked behind me at our son, “you want to do this now?” He looked down at me an annoyed look on his face, “Yes.” “But what about Brad?” “Oh yeah. Brad come here.” I watched as Brad came up beside his father and took his clothes off. I looked up at the both of them, my eyes as wide as saucers again.

“You want me to fuck you both?” I asked looking at my husband.

“That would seem the case since we’re both standing here.”

“But I can’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“Brad’s our son.”

“Haven’t you fucked him before?”

“Well, yeah, but..”

“No more. I know you enjoyed the company of our son before, and I enjoy watching you with him. So quit arguing and get to it!”

I said nothing more, it wouldn’t have helped if I sat here and argued anyway. I bent forward a little and took my husband’s cock in my mouth, swallowing all of it. I took my son’s cock in my hand and began to stroke it as I sucked my husband. I felt my juices begin to flow already, my panties were soaked within seconds. I began to alternate between my husband and son, when one of their cocks were in my mouth I jacked off the other. Soon both of them would not allow me to taste them. I was puzzled for a second, but then I felt my husband hold my head in the middle of them both and watched as each of them began to jack off. I shut my eyes and opened my mouth, waiting, inviting the taste of their cum. With my eyes closed I had no idea who came first, but I felt the first squirt hit my chin and I moaned loudly. I opened my eyes and looked up at them as they looked down at me. I watched as both of them released their seed onto my face, and in my mouth. I moaned after each mouthful, begging for more, loving the taste of both my husband and my son on my tongue. Soon, they were both spent. Wanting more I took my son’s cock into my mouth sucked the last drops of his sperm from him, then I went to my husband and did the same.

As I pulled away from my husband he caressed my face, “I had forgotten how good you give head.” I smiled at him. “Now, take your clothes off.” I stood up and shed my clothes quickly. Afterwards, my husband pushed me back on the couch. He got down and pulled my butt to the end of the cushions. I could feel his breath on my pussy, it felt cool on my inflamed skin, and I moaned. I felt his lips on me and my body shook violently. He pulled away. I looked at him sadly, he smiled, “don’t want you to cum too soon.”

“Please Jeffery make me cum! It’s been so long!”

“And it could be just a little longer.”

“No please!” He smiled devilishly at me. I watched as he brought his head back down and flicked it across my clit lightly. I let out a begging moan and tried to pull his head down into me but he wouldn’t allow it. “Brad keep your Mother busy. She’s getting feisty.” Brad came up beside me on the couch, his young cock already fully hard again. He pressed it to my lips and I engulfed his cock. Taking him deeper than I had ever done before, I felt his body quiver and he began to thrust his hips into my mouth. My body bucked as I felt my husband insert one finger into my wet hot pussy. He penetrated me slowly with it, letting his thumb brush against my hard clit. I removed my son’s cock from my mouth. “More Jeffery! Fill my pussy please!”

“You want more Baby? How’s this?” He inserted one more finger and my body went into convulsions. “More!” I screamed. My hand now wrapped around my son’s cock stroking it hard in my anticipation. I felt Brad pull from me, and for a split second I forgot about my own pleasure and thought that I might have hurt him. I looked up at him and he just smiled down at me as he began to move the tip of his cock across my breast. I moaned as I felt his cock, wet from my spit, move across my nipple. I turned slightly so he could give the same attention to my other tit. Moving back to my own passion I began to beg again. “Please Jeffery I want to feel your whole hand inside me! I want you to make me cum!”

“But my Dear you are so tight. It’s been so long since you’ve had sex. I don’t think that I could put anymore fingers in there.”

“I don’t care how tight I am! I want to feel my pussy filled!”

“If that’s what you want.”

I went back to pleasing my son, lifting my head a little to run my tongue across his cock. I twisted just a little more, and let his cock fall between my tits. Bringing my hands up I squeezed them together as he began to thrust. With each forward movement I brought him into my mouth, keeping his cock wet as he fucked my tits. I then felt my husband’s hand pressed against my opening. I cried out in both pain and pleasure as he began to push his fist inside of me. I felt my juices flow out soaking his hand, making it easier for him to enter. Once he was completely inside of me he bent his head down, and I felt his tongue on my throbbing clit. I screamed out and took my son’s cock completely down my throat as I began to cum. I heard Brad moan loudly as my throat constricted over his cock in the throws of my passion. My hips bucked and my back arched as my cum began to shoot from me. I tasted Brad’s cum in the back of my throat. I sucked him harder, taking all of his seed into my belly.

As I began to calm down I started pushing my husband away and removed Brad’s cock from my throat. I need to catch my breath, but Jeffery wouldn’t let me. As soon as I pushed him away he came up and thrust his cock deep inside of me. I screamed out, still not recovered from the thunderous orgasm that I had just had, I was sent right into another one. Brad turned and watched his father fuck me for awhile. Then I felt his hand go to my clit. He began to rub it fast and hard, sending me into one orgasm after another. I could hardly breath, “Please, let me rest! My God, I can’t take it! Please! I need to catch my breath! Please stop!” My begging was falling on deaf ears, plus it didn’t even sound convincing to myself. I couldn’t plead without moan after each sentence. “Shit! Jeff, Brad, please stop! You’re killing me! I have to rest!” They quit Jeffery pulling out and Brad moved his hand, but it didn’t last long.

Jeffery moved down on the floor and pulled me with him, impaling me on his cock in seconds. He grabbed my ass and spread my checks, at the same time moving me up and down on his dick. He did slow down and I began to catch my breath. I felt my son behind me. My mouth dropped and I looked at my husband when I realized what Brad was going to do. I started to protest but Jeffery hushed me.

I felt Brad’s finger begin to push into my ass. Once he had it in there he gently moved in and out. I moaned, to have Jeffery filling my pussy and feeling my son’s finger deep inside my ass was wonderful. I pushed back onto Brad’s and moaned, “one more Brad. It feels so good.” He pushed one more finger inside of me, and I squealed with delight. He didn’t keep them there very long, and soon I felt the head of his cock pushing into my virgin like hole.

I held my breath as he pushed in, letting out little groans of pain as he situated himself inside of me. As soon as I felt the pain go away I pushed back on him and he began to pull in and out of my ass. The feeling of both my holes begin filled at the same time was almost too much for me. I began to cum instantly screaming out how good it felt, how I loved both of their cocks, and to fuck me harder. The obliged, both of them pounding into me so hard that I was light headed. I heard Jeffery moan and looked down at him. “Look at you, such a dirty girl! Letting your son fuck you in the ass while your husband feels your wonderfully hot pussy. Such a good little slut you are!” I moaned at his words, my strength was weakening even more, I could barely moan, but I didn’t want them to stop either.

Soon I was turned around, my back pressed against my husband. I felt his cock enter my ass and I felt a burst of hot energy in my belly. His cock was thicker than Brad’s and I had forgotten how amazing it felt buried deep inside my ass. I moaned loudly as Brad entered my pussy, and began to thrust his cock deep inside of me, with all his young vigor, as Jeffery’s cock pulled in and out of my ass. I felt their cock begin to swell, and new that this wonderful moment was just about over. I found a renewed energy when I knew that they were both going to cum and started to thrust my hips in time with them. “Mmmm…Yes! Cum inside of me! Fill me up! Oh fuck yes!” I felt them both begin to cum at the same time. Sucking my breath in, I tightened both my holes around their spewing cocks. I laughed with pleasure as I felt their hot cum hit my inner walls.

When they were spent we broke apart. I lay on the floor panting, my head dizzy with passion. My body ached both from the exertion of pleasing them both and the pleasure that they had brought me. They both came down and lay beside me, turning on their sides to kiss my cheeks. I looked at both of them and smiled. In my blissful daze I heard my husband begin to speak, “this is just the beginning of your happiness. Brad and I will show you things that you never imagined before. Just as you showed him not that long ago. You’ll be overjoyed in the passion that we will bring you, I promise you that.” I looked at him and then turned and looked at Brad, he nodded his head, and as I lay there regaining myself, I wondered what all they had in store for me.