Wife Bang in the Stables Tales Ch. 04

Recap: This set of short stories are sequels to the "Wife Bang in the Stables" series, which should be read first for full context. That is, if you're into context.

These are things I have learned since the day my wife, Lisa, showed me the videos chronicling her sudden slide from loving and faithful wife, into full wantonness with my daughter's male friends and other men in the neighborhood. Her final confession of that day was that she had been the neighborhood slut for the months between the video recordings and her subsequent confession to me.

From the initial series, you the reader are already aware that while I found it all humiliating, it also awakened a horny, voyeuristic demon in me. In truth, I got caught up in the videos and found myself eagerly traveling with my wife down her new path. Moreover, we fucked almost nonstop throughout that evening and the entire night of the confession. Fortunately, the kids were away for the weekend, so they were not privy to the antics of their mom and dad.

After my wife's revelation to me, I pondered everything that had happened.

That is when several questions began to clarify in my mind: 1) What did the term "neighborhood slut" mean? 2) With whom in the neighborhood had she done it? 3) When and how?

I quickly learned the answer to question 1 and over the following days and weeks, I asked questions 2 and 3 over and over again. To her credit, Lisa provided honest, detailed accounts of each encounter. Admittedly, I was simultaneously surprised and embarrassed at each revelation as many of them happened right under my nose. Nevertheless, my cock always responded the same way, with resounding approval and the desire for more.

These snippets are some of the more memorable events that have occurred.

Finally, all participants in this disclosure are of the legal age to have all the sex they want, with whomever they want without breaking any laws.

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Wife Reveals Truth of a Particular Night

This is a continuation of the story where my wife, Lisa, told me that our daughter, Jamie wanted to have sex with me. It begins where the previous story left off.

Again. What the fuck.

It was more a statement than a question and didn't immediately leave my mouth.

Had I just heard her correctly?

I had just voiced the concern that I had no idea how to address the fact that my daughter, Jamie, loved me in more than a daughterly way.

In response, I swear I heard my wife, Lisa, answer that I had addressed it already. Albeit unknowingly.

Now, the question left my mouth, "What the actual fuck?" I exclaimed.

For a second Lisa looked nervous, but a glance down at my crotch confirmed that my cock was still straining against the cum soaked shorts I was wearing.

She smiled knowingly before continuing. "Do you remember that night we did something a little... different?"

I quipped, "Different is relative in our life right now. What kind of different?"

She bit her lower lip and her eyes glistened. "The night we tried, uh, sensory deprivation?"

Oh yes, I remembered that and said as much. "Oh yeah, that was awesome. You completely masked me so I couldn't see you and put my noise canceling headphones on me with some music, so I couldn't hear.

"As I remember, you fucked me raw that night. I was just a toy as you used me several times. I..."

My voice trailed off as a feeling hit me in the gut that something about that night wasn't right. I put my thoughts into words. "Wait a second... what does that have to do with this?"

Lisa stared at me and said one word, "Everything."

At my silence, she continued. "I told you that Jamie and I had settled our differences and were living a completely honest life with each other. She knows that I'm a slut and I know she wants to fuck her daddy."

Hearing it said aloud was still a smack in the face and I could only nod.

"Jamie and I agreed that we would tell you, but not until we were positive that it needed to be told. I mean, what if she was going through some weird phase and in a week or two, hated your guts? How could you recover from that?

"So, we, uh, planned something."

I interjected, "What are saying? What was planned?"

She put a finger to my lips and said, "Hush now baby, I will tell you everything. Are you ready to listen?"

I thought my heart and mind was confused from learning that many men have been fucking my wife behind my back. The entire time with her being a willing slut to their needs. But this, this was a completely different feeling. I was disgusted with myself, with Lisa and with Jamie.

Nevertheless, mixed in with the disgust was an overwhelming sense of need and lust. I pondered on what a complex sexual creature I had turned out to be. The more disturbing the feelings, the more my body reacted with sexual need. What had happened to me as a kid?

In short, it was fucking weird. Uh, make that, I am fucking weird.

I was broken out of my reverie by the feel of Lisa's hands unfastening my shorts, unzipping them and unceremoniously releasing my manhood from its bonds.

Her touch was like a cool breeze against my burning skin.

I could only groan loudly and relax back onto the bed as her hand slowly moved up and down my shaft.

Like a school teacher to a chastised child, she said, "That's a good boy. Settle down and I'll explain it to you."

It worked. I relaxed as she slowly massaged the organ of my body that seemed to do all the thinking in my life as of late. Apparently, I wasn't so complex after all.

"Now, I will continue," she said soothingly.

"That night, you'll remember, I tied you to the bed and teased you horribly before suggesting the sensory deprivation approach.

"You, of course, readily agreed to what I wanted and soon I had you so deaf and blind that I could've gangbanged the high school marching band in our bedroom while they played the school fight song and you wouldn't have known."

Her stroking style had me settling in, but I couldn't help but interrupt, "Did you do the marching band too?"

She laughed lightly and said, "You're silly. Stay on track please."

I noticed she didn't deny it but let her go on.

She gave me another one of her meaningful looks and then said, "I wasn't alone in the room with you that night."

"What?" I said, "Who else would be... Oh."

I knew.

She nodded. "Yes, I let Jamie into the room."

I stuttered, "But the things you did to me that night. Wouldn't that just ignite her jealousy to see that? I mean it's beyond weird to find out your daughter is a voyeur to her mom and dad fucking."

I was confused from the eyeroll I received from my beautiful bride. "You are dense sometimes; do you know that?

"I let Jamie in the room to do more than watch us." She put special emphasis on the words to do more.

"Oh, my fucking god."

She smiled. "I see you are beginning to get it.

"Jamie and I both fucked you that night. We had to know if it was just a phase she was going through."

I exclaimed, "Wait a second, there is no way I had a secret threesome that night. I would know..."

She interrupted, "Unless, it was one at a time."

"Oh yeah..."

She quickened her stroking slightly and asked, "You want the details, don't you?"

My mind was reeling. I wanted, no needed, the details.

I groaned a long, "Yes."

"After you couldn't see or hear, I tested you by making noises, turning the bedroom lights off and on and other things. I clapped in front of your face and shined a bright flashlight toward your eyes. No reaction. However, when I would touch your body, you'd always react to that, so I knew it had worked.

"When I knew it was safe, Jamie came in.

"You thought the girls were both staying with their respective friends over night, but it's how we planned it.

"While you lay there, we discussed how best to maintain the illusion of just me, so we took turns touching and teasing you.

"We stayed on the same side of the bed and close together. We were touching most of the time during this part to ensure you didn't catch on that there was anyone there other than me. It was kind of hot."

She smiled naughtily. "We were nervous at first, but then it occurred to me that if you caught on to an extra person that I could explain it. I mean, I could always tell you that it was a mystery friend of mine. I would just never tell you who and it's not like you'd complain about a threesome with me and a friend, right?"

My cock was leaking copiously, and I could only groan again at the sexual levels my wife had become willing to visit since she became a slut.

"We both knew the real test would be when Jamie first had the opportunity to touch you.

"She watched, fascinated, as I would touch you and she gasped a little bit when I stroked your cock in front of her.

"I stroked you a few times with you groaning and then I stopped and nodded at her. It was the moment of truth."

My voice was rough as I asked, "What happened?"

She leaned in and kissed me hard while her hand built up a quick pace that would soon have me spewing all over again.

Breaking the kiss, she stopped stroking and gripped the base of my cock hard to stem any orgasm that might have been approaching.

Face and lips inches from mine, she said, "I wasn't sure if she'd do it, but she surprised me when she didn't hesitate. I'm not even sure you were aware I had stopped stroking you before it was your daughter's hand that was jacking you off."

"Oh fuck," I croaked.

She held my cock firm against an impending orgasm and continued. "She stared at your cock and stroked it until I thought you would definitely cum. I'm pretty sure that was her plan.

"I touched her hand to stop her and told her that we had plenty of time with you.

"I then knew she was serious about this, so we took turns playing with you. If you remember, there was a lot of licking and sucking on various parts of your body.

"In fact, remember that huge hickey on your chest the next morning? That was your daughter."

My body was in spasms and I have no idea how I didn't explode, but it didn't happen.

"Do you remember that first long deep throat?"

"Jamie?" I asked.

"No baby. It was me. I was showing Jamie what you like, and she was a good student.

"It's really kind of funny, because we had a full conversation about how to make you feel good while you lay there in front of us blissfully ignorant to everything but the touching you were receiving.

"It was liberating and very hot."

I ruminated on that night and how I knew that I was being used as a piece of fuck meat by my wife. I also remember loving every minute of it.

"I enjoyed it too."

That wicked smile of hers returned and she said, "Oh yes, you did. Several times, if I remember correctly."

"It was very exciting."

Her smile continued, "Yes, we were all excited.

"After I deep throated you, Jamie tried. She had sucked cock before, but never deep throated. I'm sure you thought I was teasing you as she could only get so far down.

"She did a great job of licking your shaft and sucking your tip like a lollipop, but just couldn't get more than half of you in her mouth.

"Finally, she surprised me by asking for me to help her. She actually wanted me to push her head down farther onto you.

"I wasn't sure how to feel about it but decided to do it. I assumed she'd stop me when it got uncomfortable.

"At first, I was just helping her, but then I really began to enjoy it. She did too. Very much.

"When she'd succeed in getting it deeper due to my help, she'd pop your cock out of her mouth and tell me to push harder.

"You now know about my inner slut, so I hope you're not surprised when I really got into it. That is, I adored forcing our daughter's mouth and throat onto your cock.

"I listened to your groans of enjoyment while I watched the tears flow from her face. I relished in her gags as I continually helped her face fuck your manhood.

"Even when she had you all the way in, still I pulled her hair and then shoved her back down.

"She only pulled off one more time to beg me not to stop what I was doing. So, I did it harder and faster.

"I could tell she was sucking you so hard that you would soon cum, and I didn't care. I wanted her to get you off.

"And boy, did you ever cum. I held our little angel's mouth against your pubic area as you pumped jizz into her tummy for a solid 30 seconds. I lost count of your spurts at 10."

I was squirming. "Oh fuck, this is bad, this is bad." Regardless of my words, the little head between my legs had a mind of its own.

Lisa ignored my statement as she was caught in her memory. "Only after you came, did I realize what I had been doing and got worried. I feared that I had hurt Jamie or upset her.

"I immediately let go of her hair so she could move.

"She gasped for air as she pulled her head up and turned to look at me.

"I was about to apologize, but that was when things got even more out of control."

My cock was in painful need of more attention, but Lisa still held me tight at the base.

My voice raspy from lust, I whispered, "More out of control?"

"Yes. When our daughter looked at me, there with tears streaming down her face. Her make-up was a disaster and her mouth gaped open where I could see a good amount of your cum inside of it. Her chest was heaving as she regained her breath, and..."

"And what?" I asked.

"She was so beautiful and so hot. The look on her face was so full of lust. I'm sure a mirror reflection of my own."

"And what?" I repeated.

She stared me in the eye. "It was both us baby. We both felt it. Before either of us realized, we kissed.

"I was hot from helping her and she was so hot from sucking you off. You lay there in post-orgasmic bliss while your wife and daughter made out like lesbian sluts above you. I could so vividly taste your cum on her tongue. It was amazing."

"Oh my fucking god," I stuttered.

"We knew we couldn't get on the bed, or you would know. So, Jamie stood, and we made out for about 5 minutes in that chair in the corner while you were recovering from that huge orgasm.

"We were both so hot. We groped each other, kissed each other and when her hand touched my pussy, I couldn't help but touch hers too."

I was stammering, "I can't believe what I'm fucking hearing right now. All this happened with me in the room."

With a devilish light in her eyes, she nodded at the chair in the corner. "In that chair right there, your daughter and wife fingered each other for the first time."

I lost it. No amount of squeezing could stop my orgasm and my sperm forced past her tight grip and rushed for the exit.

Realizing what was happening, Lisa quickly slammed her very practiced mouth and throat over my cock and took me deep.

I reacted loudly as I pumped jet after jet into her stomach, just like I had done to my daughter on that night.

Long moments later, my brain began to clear. I felt Lisa's lips, greased with my cum, slip silkily up over my shaft and pop off the head.

She looked at me and smiled, "Mmmmmmmm."

Moving her hand back to my still rigid meat, she continued her telling of the events of that night.

"Jamie and I somehow stopped short of making each other cum. Not because we came to the comprehension that it was wrong, disgusting, or anything like that. We forced ourselves to stop because we were going to use you to make us cum until we couldn't cum anymore. We had you right where we both wanted you and weren't going to waste the opportunity."

Her hand again picked up the pace as my cock, which never had softened from the orgasm.

"And baby? We did use you, both of us. The only difference was that instead of just spectating while the other used you, we participated the best we could.

"Your cock was messy, so I began to clean it up like the good cock whore that I now am. I didn't get quite through when Jamie pulled me off to finish you. She was the one that took such an interest in sucking your balls and licking your asshole, remember? You mentioned how kinky it was the next day."

More nods from me as speechlessness is now my thing.

"She seemed to enjoy it even more while I slowly fingered her tiny pussy while she did it.

"When she couldn't wait any longer, she fucked you first. I tweaked her nipples and encouraged her as your cock split her pussy open for the first time. I stopped touching her long enough to stand behind her and watch her pussy take your cock inch by inch. It was so fucking sexy.

"She moaned like a little cock slut herself as you filled her completely.

"Do you remember your first fuck of that night?"

Realization now fully intact, I nodded. "Yes, I thought you rode me like a sex-starved slut. Never had you fucked me so hard or with such abandon. But, it wasn't you, was it?"

She smiled, "No, it wasn't, and she was a sex-starved slut. You couldn't hear but she screamed for her daddy to fuck her while she rode you hard for what had to be 15 minutes.

"Our baby would scream, 'Oh mom, I fucking love daddy's cock, I'm fucking my daddy and I love it!'"

"Oh fuck."

"Good thing she and I are near the same size, because when she came, she fell on you and thrashed like she was possessed by a devil. I watched her little pussy spasm over and over again on your cock as she drained herself of all the sexual desire she'd been holding onto for so long.

"You really made her night, baby."

Uncertain of the right words, I awkwardly stammered, "Um, glad I could help."

Showing how casual she was about it, Lisa just laughed.

"Jamie was so weak, she practically had to roll off the bed. I acutally helped her to the chair. Afterward, I came back to the bed and teased you for a bit to make you think that I was just getting started with you.

Soon, I mounted you myself. I almost came immediately when I realized that Jamie's pussy juices were coating the shaft that I was planting myself on.

"This time, you were fucked several different ways. Jamie recovered enough and watched as I fucked you slow and then faster and then slow again. She watched every twist of my hips and every hand movement as I twisted your nipples. She moaned audibly when I bit your neck.

"Mmmm. When I finally came, it was huge too. It helped that Jamie was now tweaking my nipples as I fucked you and screaming at me to fuck you like I fuck all the other guys."

While she said this, I noticed that not only was she stroking my cock, but that her other hand was between her legs rubbing her own pussy.

Needing more, I pulled her on top of me. Gripping her hips, I stabbed my cock up into her waiting cunt.

She squealed and began to move her hips with my own movements.

As I pistoned up into her pussy repeatedly, I found my words. "Let me get this right. Our daughter, told you to fuck me like the slut you are, right?"

Gasping, she said, "Yesss."

"And that turned you on?"

"Yesss, so very much."

"You are a fucking slut."

Her hips moved faster as she said, "Oh yes, yes, I am."

"And our daughter? What about her?"

Fucking me faster, she locked eyes with me. "She's her daddy's slut."

I started pounding inside of her faster. "I'm gonna pump your slut pussy full of cum, just like I did that night."

She was screaming now, "Fuck me baby, fuck me like the slut I am!"

The next few minutes were punctuated with a series of grunts as my gorgeous wife went through several mini orgasms before experiencing a world-shaking orgasm of her own. Afterward, she collapsed jelly-like on top of me.

It seemed a long time passed before we could speak again.

She was still on top of me, when she said, "Uh, baby. One point of clarification."

I was feeling pretty good due to the pleasure I had given her and replied quickly, "Shoot lover, what is it?"