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Click hereHe held my hand like a lost child and walked up to the bedroom with me. The poor little man had sent his wife to be fucked by a bigger dick, and now he was learning what that really meant. Aaron always liked to say, "Play stupid games, win stupid prizes."
I couldn't help but notice the irony. His prize was a lonely night in the guest bed while listening to his wife fantasize about the fucking her father had just given her. I made sure to give him only a peck of a kiss goodnight and then closed the door on him, leaving him stunned in the hallway.
It took me little time to pull out one of the several dildos he had purchased for me over the years. They rarely ever got used, but tonight, the most wicked of them all was going to keep me company. The one I chose was not so much big as it was powerful, with several rotating sections in the shaft and a vibrating clit massager.
The dildo didn't compare to my father, and unfortunately it didn't make me cum, but it satisfied me knowing that Aaron could hear my moans from across the hall. I made sure to play up the dirty talk. "Oh, Daddy yes! Aaron has never fucked me like this before. Own my pussy Daddy!" I could not help but giggle like a little girl as I pictured Aaron in the next room.
Once I had my fun, my mind immediately went to planning the next meeting with my father. I was addicted, and my drug of choice was my father's cock. I thought to myself, "What a strange road it was to get here, but I am thankful for a loving husband who was happy to send me off to be fucked whenever I wanted."
Not only did my husband encourage this whole affair, but he had been begging me to take another man for years. It turns out he knew what he was talking about all along, and for that, I could not love him any more than I do. But that did not change the newfound power I felt.
I was a mixed bag of emotions. My love for my husband and my desire to torture him by flaunting future affairs with my father tore at my insides. I still knew it was wrong, but that made it even more exciting. It helped that I knew Aaron would never put a stop to it. He was too invested and too turned on by watching me get fucked six ways from Sunday.
These feelings encouraged me to be more daring and to flaunt the fact that I was fucking my own Dad. I would make sure that I always had him pay me a visit the day Aaron would return from a trip, forcing him to stew in his own misery on that horrible guest bed.
That was fine for a little while, but eventually the thrill of flaunting the affair to Aaron diminished. I needed something more daring. I needed to feel the butterflies that I got the first time I touched my father's cock. I needed to feel the thrill that I felt the first time my father's fingers touched my pussy.
I decided that the best way to recapture those feelings was to flaunt the affair in front of complete strangers. Somehow, I would get my father on a weekend get-away. It would be reckless and carelessly stupid. I knew it was a terrible idea and could blow up in my face, but I was an addict and that was how I was going to get my next fix...consequences be damned.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous5 months agoTruth or fiction of the story aside, it does demonstrate the dangerous power of inception. A lot of those LW tales where they see an idea in an article or hear their friends talk about fucking around often starts from that very thing. If you want a faithful girlfriend/wife, the key personality trait to look for is what? I would have said "loyalty" for the longest time, but I've come to realize that it's better if they're simply "very difficult to influence", because it's the exposure to all of the ideas from various sources (friends are the worst) that will really be the main factor as to whether they stray, assuming you're a good husband and thus discourage the typical route of an affair - emotional neglect, etc. Of course, if they also demonstrate loyalty and are open to logic and reason, you're onto a winner, in all likelihood. That being said, there are no guarantees in life. In the end, it's still a gamble; all you can do is play the best odds.
They say love is blind; but for some people it also appears that it's mentally retarded, at least it would appear that way to most. Well if it works for the people in the relationship, so be it, even if it appears insane to those outside of it. I personally will never understand the whole cuckolding thing. But there are a trillion other things in this universe I'll never understand so what's one more?
AshRynn879 months agoAuthorTo Anonymous ^ :
If you see this...first thank you for reading and for your comments. I'd love to hear more about your story (anonymously is fine), and if you're open to it, I'd love to write your story. I hope you see this and consider. Maybe you can get me out of my writing funk.
~ Ash
Anonymous9 months agoI love my husband very much, but two years into our marriage and I was still not being sexually satisfied. One evening my husband said, "I know I'm not giving you what you need. Your dad could do a much better job of it than me!" That opened up a whole new world to us. And, this story of Victoria became our story. There are so many similarities. My dad is a cocksman. My mother used to talk about his prowess as a ladies' man. He could spend hours satisfying her and follow that with giving excitement and comfort to other women. His large manhood gave him a reputation among women. The inner feelings and experience of Victoria accurately describes me and my situation. Now, I am happy and satisfied and my husband enjoys me as much as ever, not to mention my compassionate stud of a father who has completely filled my pussy for several years.
