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Even though she acted interested in all he had to say and even though she was the one who suggested that he have sex with his mother, Ashley seemed disinterested as she seemed disappointed. She seemed uncomfortable listening to her husband telling her all that sexually and incestuously happened between him and his mother. Obviously, never thinking that he'd be successful in sexually seducing his mother and sister, and her mother and sister, she had no one to blame but herself for suggesting such an outrageous sexual challenge.
A stupid move on her part, she should have known better. Even though she knew the four women were sexually attracted to him, she was the one who suggested that he have sex with their immediate, female, family members. With it being one thing to lust over someone and another thing to actually have sex with them, she obviously thought that he'd never succeed in seducing the four women and she wouldn't have to have sex with the nine men.
"I see," she said.
In the way that she did when he went on about the women who sucked and fucked him and who he licked and fucked in the swinging lifestyle, she stared down at the floor while he stared up at her. Nonetheless, oblivious to her uncomfortableness, not stopping there, even with her seemingly done wanting to know any more about him having sex with his mother, he continued telling her all the abhorrent, incestuous details. As usual, his sexual needs in confessing sexual things that she didn't want to hear were more important than her feelings in seemingly not wanting to know every perverted detail of his abhorrent, sexual behavior.
"In the way that I was fingering and licking her, she was stroking and sucking me. In the way that I made love to her before fucking her with sexual passion, she made love to me and fucked me with sexual passion too," said Michael. "Obviously with her being without a man for the past ten years, as if I did her a favor, she obviously needed to get laid," said Michael with a dirty laugh. "Moreover, perhaps because she was having sex with her son, seemingly that made it even more sexually exciting."
By the sickened look on her face, that he had sex with his mother, seemingly there was no end to his sexual debauchery. Obviously worried about satisfying her end of the bargain by having sex with nine men, seemingly preoccupied, she nodded her disinterest in him having sex with his mother. For a man who professed his love for this woman enough to marry her, he seemed uncaring of her feelings. In the way that he forced her into swinging before they were married, he was forcing her to do sexual things that she didn't want to do now that they were married.
If Michael was like this after one week of marriage, what would he be like after one year, two years, five years, and ten years of marriage? Would he pressure her to return to the swinging lifestyle? Was his idea of a good marriage masturbating himself while watching his wife suck and fuck a multitude of men and even forced to have sex with women? Was his idea of a good marriage to continue having sex with his mother and sister, her mother and sister, and then tell her all the dirty, disgusting, and disgraceful details?
If she wasn't trapped to do his sexual bidding before she married him by swinging, she was certainly trapped to do his sexual bidding now by continuing his forced sexual decadence. Her only hope of breaking free of his sexual depravity was to have children. Yet, no doubt, once she was pregnant and not as sexually willing, he'd probably cheat on her. At the very least, he now had his mother and sister, and her mother and sister willing to have sex with him again.
* * * * *
"Now that you told me about you having incestuous sex with your mother, tell me about you having incestuous sex with your sister," said Ashley changing the subject.
She seemingly showed more interest in knowing what sexually happened with his sister than what sexually happened with his mother.
"To say the least and suffice to say," said Michael smiling. "I love my sister. I really love my sister," he said with a dirty laugh.
Ashley ignored her husband's repulsive comments. As if wanting to get it over with, she asked him probing questions about sex with his sister in a rapid, machine gun pace.
"How did Christine take you rubbing and massaging her naked body?" She laughed a nervous, little laugh. "Was she surprised that it was you and not me in the room with her? Was she embarrassed that you saw, touched, and felt her naked body? How did she react when she saw you? Did she scream and cover her nakedness in the way that your mother did with her forearm and hand? Did she reject or welcome your sexual touches? Was she sexually excited that you were seeing her naked or did you have to force her to have sex with you?"
Michael smiled his sexual delight in having had sex with his sister in the way that he smiled his incestuous joy in having had sex with his mother.
"At first, she didn't know it was me in the room with her massaging her back, her legs, and her buttocks," he said with a dirty laugh. "Then, as soon as I started masturbating her, no doubt, she figured that it wouldn't be you rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy," he said with another dirty laugh. "Trust me, with my sister as big of a whore as my mother, your mother, your sister, and you," he said with an evil laugh, "I didn't have to force my sister to have sex with me."
Ashley smiled at his insult in him calling her a whore while nodding her head. Admittedly, as were his mother and sister, and her mother and sister, she was a whore too. She was always surrounded by horny men throughout college and wherever she worked eager to have sex with her.
"She'd be right to suspect that it was you masturbating her and not me," said Ashley returning her husband's dirty laugh. "Even though I've had sex with women in the swinging lifestyle, as you surely know by now, I'm no lesbian and I'd never have sex with my sister in the way that you obviously had sex with your sister and with my sister. I much prefer having sex with men than I do having sex with women. Yet, now that I'm married, if it was up to me, I'd never have sex with anyone but—"
Cutting her off from stating that she'd never have sex with anyone but him, Michael smiled while returning his wife's head nod.
"Nonetheless, her suspecting that it was me massaging her naked body, especially once I started masturbating her, she was surprised that it was me, of course. Before she even opened her eyes, in the way that her body stiffened, the back of her pussy glistened with moistness, and her breathing changed, I could tell that she knew it was me," said Michael.
Ashley nodded her pretty head.
"After having had sex with so very many men, and in the way that your sister has had sex with a variety of men too, I could certainly tell a man's touch from a woman's touch," said Ashley with certainty. "Women masturbate women slower and with more feeling whereas men masturbate women as if in a race and can't wait to finish so that the women can masturbate them," she said with a laugh.
Michael nodded his head in agreement before continuing telling his wife all the incestuous details of having sex with his sexy sister.
"Yet, even after she opened her eyes, playing along with our sexy ruse, she wasn't embarrassed that I was seeing her naked. Easy to read my own sister, if she was anything, she seemed sexually aroused that I was seeing her naked." He looked at his wife to judge her reaction before continuing. "Not stopping me from having my wicked, sexual, and incestuous way with her naked body, she obviously wanted to have sex with me as much as I wanted to have sex with her," said Michael becoming more sexually aroused.
Noticeably upset with him for not only having incestuous sex with his mother but also for having incestuous sex with his sister, she avoided making eye contact with him. She seemed as disappointed with him as she seemed disgusted by him. Yet, she was as much to blame for suggesting that he have sex with his mother and sister as he was for having sex with his mother and sister.
"I see," said Ashley with sadness.
With him focused more on himself than on her, believing that she was sexually aroused by telling her about the details of his incestuous, sexual exploits with his mother and sister, he missed her signals of disappointed disgust. He continued telling her about his perverted, sexual antics in having sex with his mother and sister as if she was one of his swinging buddies instead of his wife. Instead of sexually exciting her, embarrassing her at the very least and disgusting her at the best, he unintentionally rubbed what he had incestuously and sexually done with his mother and his sister in her face.
"She enjoyed me touching and feeling her where a brother should never touch and feel his sister," he said with a dirty laugh. "Returning the sexual favor, she enjoyed touching me and feeling me where a sister should never touch and feel her brother," he said with yet another dirty laugh. "In the way that my mother obviously wanted to have sex with me, my sister obviously wanted to have sex with me too. The family that has consensual, incestuous sex together, stays together," he said with an annoying laugh."
Again, she showed him her face full of disinterest, displeasure, disappointment, and disgust. Perhaps, preoccupied about keeping her end of the bargain, she clearly was worried about having to have sex with nine men that she barely knew and didn't want to have sex with in exchange for them forgiving their wedding debts. Nonetheless her asking him about his sister, she looked seemingly distracted while listening to him share his incestuous, sexual exploits that he had with his sister in the way that she looked when he shared his incestuous, sexual exploits that he had with his mother. Sadly, he was oblivious to her feelings in the way that she was connected to his feelings.
She nodded her indifference in him telling her about having sex with his sister in the way that she nodded her indifference in him telling her about having sex with his mother. In the way she did when he forced her into swinging, she hid her true feelings of hurt, embarrassment, and shame. Not being honest with him, she continued to hide how she truly felt about her husband being perverted enough to have incestuous sex with his mother and his sister. She continued acting proud and happy that he had taken one for the team, especially with him expecting her to do the same.
If only she knew he hadn't taken anything for the team, what would she say? If only she knew that whatever he did, especially sexually, was always for himself, what would she think? If only she knew that he wanted nothing more than to have sex with his mother and sister, and her mother and sister, she'd be kicking herself for falling in his trap. In the way that she allowed him to manipulate her to participate in the swinging lifestyle, with her never happy about it especially in the way that he was, he was leading her to sexually stray again.
"Just as I'm glad that you had sex with your mother, I'm glad that you had sex with your sister," she said lying and giving Michael a forced smile. Obviously, in the way that she continued looking at him with disgust, disdain, and disinterest, she wasn't pleased that he had sex with his mother or with his sister. "They've both been so uptight lately. They both needed to get laid. I hope you gave them both multiple orgasms with your fingers, your tongue, and your cock," said Ashley obviously trying to act interested in her husband's incestuous affairs by prying him for more information.
Michael gave her a wide smile.
"I did. I made them both very sexually happy," he said giving his wife a shit eating grin. "I gave them both two sexual orgasms each, one with my tongue and fingers and a second one with my cock," he said smiling widely.
Ashley looked at her husband with sadness. She looked at him with obvious trepidation and consternation. With her looking so very nervous, especially after hearing of her husband's successful, sexual albeit incestuous exploits, she was obviously worried over what she needed and had to do to keep her end of the bargain and to satisfy their wedding debts. Putting an end to this fiasco, other than bartering sex for their wedding debts, perhaps, she hoped they'd think of an alternative way to pay what they owed for their wedding. With the odds stacked against him, she obviously never figured that her husband would sexually seduce the four women of their family.
Married now, she told him that she wanted to start a family with him. Obviously, once she quit swinging and once she said 'I do,' she changed. If only by the look on her face, with his telling her about having sex with his mother and his sister disgusting her, she obviously wasn't the swinger that he once coerced her to be. Even though she was a whore in the way that his mother and sister, and her mother and sister were whores, judging by how she looked at her husband now, perhaps, she no longer wanted to be a whore.
* * * * *
"And my mother?" Ashley looked at her husband with dread and embarrassment. "How was she when you opened her bathroom door? Did she cover her nakedness with her forearm and hand in the way that your mother did?" She paused with obvious trepidation. "Was she as receptive as your mother and sister were to having sex with you?" She laughed. "You must have shocked the shit out of her by walking in her bathroom while she was taking a shower and, perhaps, masturbating herself," said Ashley.
Michael gave her a smug smile.
"To say the least, she was a tad shocked, especially when I opened her bathroom door," he said.
Ashley rattled off her questions about her mother in the way that she did when questioning him about his mother and sister.
"Did she scream? Did she resist you? Did she reject you? Did she tell you to get out of her bathroom? Was she embarrassed that you were seeing her naked form through her steamy bathroom, shower door? Did she think you were there to rape her? Was she masturbating herself when you entered her bathroom?"
Michael gave his wife a self-effusive smile and self-satisfied look of sexual excitement.
"No, your Mom didn't scream and she didn't think that I was there to rape her," she said shaking his head and making a face before laughing. "Evidentially masturbating herself, I heard her moaning when I first entered her house. She must have just finished pleasuring herself. Forgive me for saying so, and no offense to your mother or to you, but your Mom was the biggest whore of the four women," he said with a dirty laugh. "As soon as I walked in her shower naked, she was all over me," said Michael with a shit eating grin. "When I asked to wash her back, she turned to face me and said that she'd rather that I wash her front."
Ashley laughed.
"That sounds like my mother. She's always been so horny for you. I swear, with her always sexually attracted to younger men, if I didn't marry you, she would have proposed to you," said Ashley with another laugh while finally getting more involved in her husband's sexual affairs. "My mother is where we both got her genes and promiscuous behavior from that made me believe, and as I always suspected, that my mother was a bigger whore than I and/or my sister ever were."
While continuing to remember having sex with his mother, his sister, and now her mother, Michael nodded his head with the sexual memories of all three women. Replaying the sexual events over again in his mind, no doubt, if he could have sex with them all again, he would. Not that he would ever cheat on his wife after participating in the swinging lifestyle for two years, yet whenever he felt the need to stray, now he had his mother, his sister, her mother, and her sister for sex. Why not?
"After we had sex in her shower and dried ourselves, she led me to her bedroom. Your mother had sex with me there too. In the way that I fucked her doggie style in her shower up against the wet, tile wall, she fucked me in the missionary position in her bedroom and on her bed. She's a very sexy, sexual, and sensual woman," said Michael.
As if thinking about him having sex with his mother, his sister, and her mother, as if he had a contagious disease, Ashley quietly looked at her husband with disdain.
* * * * *
"And what about my sister?" She said with sarcasm while using his own words against him. She seemed hurt by the thought of him having sex with her sister. "Was Julie as sexy, sexual, and as sensual as was my mother?"
If it wasn't enough that he had sex with his mother and his sister, Ashley looked at Michael as if jealous that he had sex with not only her mother but also with her sister. Sadly, at the time when she suggested that he have sex with his mother and sister, and her mother and sister, perhaps, she didn't think that he'd be successful in seducing them. Perhaps, out of respect for her, she thought that none of the women would have sex with him. Even more than that, perhaps, she didn't think that him having sex with the four women of their family would upset her as much as it obviously had.
"Your sexy sister was more than willing to have sex with me," said Michael with a dirty laugh. "She loved sucking my cock. Like mother like daughter, and like you, your sister is a very sexy, sexual, and sensuous woman too. Like mother like daughter, and like you, you're all great cocksuckers. Julie loved giving as much as she loved receiving. She loved giving me sex as much as I loved giving her sex," said Michael.
When he called his wife a great cocksucker, seemingly taking that more of an insult than a compliment, Ashley smiled a sad smile.
"I'm glad you had a good, sexual time with your family and with my family," she said sardonically. Cutting him short, she looked as if she was already deep in thought and didn't want to discuss him having sex with her sister anymore. "I'm actually surprised that you sexually seduced them all without any resistance," she said as if talking to herself.
Now that he had kept his end of their diabolical bargain, it was her turn to step up and be the whore that she no longer wanted to be. No doubt, in the distant way she had been acting, it was obviously that she didn't want to have sex in exchange for her wedding debts. Shades of being a wench in the 18th century and in service to the king, perhaps, she was tired of having sex with men she didn't love and didn't even know use her for sex.
Something that he didn't take as seriously as she clearly did, once Michael put his ring on her finger, she was his for life. Unfortunately, she couldn't say the same thing about him. With him having already cheated on her with his mother and sister, and her mother and sister, he was excitedly intent on watching her cheat on him by having sex with nine men. His sexual cheated excited himself more than it did her. As if he was still participating in the swinging lifestyle, he'd never change.
Michael walked to his wife to give her a deep, wet kiss. She returned his deep, wet kiss with her deep, wet kiss. He held her and hugged her. Even though he, no doubt, hurt her by having sex with his mother and sister and her mother and sister, she obviously still loved him. Yet, with him always coercing her and controlling her with swinging sex and now, with incestuous and inappropriately forbidden sex, even she had her limits.
"I married into the right family, a family filled with whores but, now, the only woman I want to have sex with is with you, Ash," said Michael.
She looked at her husband as if she was about to burst into tears.
"I feel the same way, Michael. The only man I want to have sex with is you," she said suddenly looking sad. "I wish I didn't have to have sex with any of these nine men. I'm dreading showing them my naked body. I'm dreading them touching me, feeling me, fingering me, licking me, making love to me, and fucking me. I'm dreading touching them, feeling them, stroking them, sucking them, making love to them, and fucking them. I'm dreading them thinking me a whore," she said looking at her husband with sadness. "I wish there was another way."
