I have a friend of my wife’s who I have gotten close to lately. We can talk about anything. She recently confessed to me she has a daddy daughter incest fantasy and that she’d love to have it happen. She also told of her love for dogs and there tongues. She was pretty lit by this time and I was so hard. I’m trying to find a way to watch her and her dad. I need to talk him into it but I think I can cause I always see him drooling over her perfect tits when he thinks no one is looking

Newly divorced, I was 26 and working like a madman to pay child support. Six months into a carpet cleaning job, I met countless housewives who flirted with me, mostly innocent stuff, but some were very direct and tried their best to seduce me. It was maddening. They're advances pissed me off because my wife had cheated on me and ruined our marriage. She had the excuse of being drunk and having an affair with an old flame in the parking lot of a bar, but my sister had caught her in the act and that ended our four year marriage. I deserved better. So, I remained professional and never responded to even the most attractive housewives who made advances. Instead, I became more and more disillusioned with women. They were disgusting cheats, all of them. Yes, I was very attractive in my mid-twenties and only about one out of five women were flirting with me, but I was cleaning carpets for fifteen or twenty housewives a week. Do the math. I had to ignore or even forcefully reject two to five wives a week. It sickened me. Then I met Carol. This wife was not the type to flirt or throw herself at a carpet cleaner, and she didn't. When I arrived in her million dollar home she made it clear that all she needed was her carpets cleaned. She said she had tossed the last carpet cleaner out for flirting with her and she wouldn't tolerate bad behaviors. I liked her immediately, and agreed that kind of thing was disgusting. I cleaned her downstairs carpets, mostly, without paying attention to her or her two small children, both about the age of my kids, who I missed with all my heart. Then I heard her call out her son's name, and I was amazed. It was the same as my son's name. I said, "Excuse me, Carol, did you just call your son Edgar? That's my son's name, too. I named him after Edgar Allen Poe." She looked stunned. She asked me how old he was, and I explained how he was about the same age as her son, but how I couldn't see him enough. This led to a very long conversation. We were both aspiring writers, Carol and I, and we had so many things in common that it actually got a little weird. She started testing me by asking very specific questions about books we both loved and things we both enjoyed doing. We were both avid tennis players and swimmers. When we were both satisfied that the hobbies and interests we shared were strangely identical and genuine, not one of us just faking all these similarities, the chemistry between us became overpowering. At that point she was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes on in my life. She had huge, pale blue eyes, thick long blonde hair, an athletic and toned body with above average sized breasts and a smile as warm and brilliant as the sun. I was smitten. I could see in her beautiful adoring eyes that the feelings I felt were mutual. Awkwardly, I told her we had spoken for far too long and I had to finish my work. We had been talking for nearly an hour. I broke it off and went back to work, but couldn't help notice her checking me out as I cleaned the carpets. She had ignored me all morning. Now she watched my every move. The doorbell rang and I shut off my equipment so she could answer it and talk to her visitor. The neighbor wanted to babysit her kids from lunch until dinner so their kids could play together. Carol looked frantic and flatly refused to let her take the kids. She glanced over at me with fear in her eyes. We both knew that would mean we'd be alone in that house together for hours. I subtly shook my head, indicating my reluctance to be alone with her, but played it off like I was oblivious, wrapping up my hoses and cords. The neighbor kept begging for Carol to let her take her kids. Finally, I heard Carol give in to the request. "Sure," she said, "Why not. But get them back by dinner. My husband gets home at six." She called the kids, got them their coats and gave them to the neighbor. As soon as they were gone, Carol approached me and said, "Listen. I think this needs to be said. I love my husband very much. He's a good man and a great father. I know there was an attraction between us, but nothing is ever going to happen. Do you understand?" I actually felt relieved, and told her so. We laughed it off and I went back to cleaning. About an hour later, after all our chemistry had eased off, I was done downstairs and Carol took me upstairs to show me what rooms to tackle. She talked a nervous blue streak, moving furniture, picking up clutter and pointing out everywhere to clean. As she was bending over a bed on all fours, showing me how dust had built up behind the bed, I noticed her ass was barely covered. Her tennis skirt had hiked up and the snap crotch on her one piece gymnastic top was stretched to its limit. Her ass was gorgeous and I became transfixed by it. Suddenly, I became aware of complete silence. Carol had frozen in place and was staring back at me staring at her ass in wide-eyed horror. "I'm sorry!' I said, immediately humiliates for being such a pig. "I am so sorry!" I turned and ran out of the bedroom. Carol actually sped after me and shouted that it was okay. She caught up to me and stopped me on the stairs. She told me everything was fine and that it was her fault. She said she shouldn't have gotten into that position. Then she joked and said, "Hell, you're only human. Of course you'd look. What mortal man wouldn't stare at a Goddess like me?" She slapped my chest and said, "A little peek never hurt anybody. Now let's get back to work." Carol showed me the rest of upstairs and I grabbed all my equipment and went upstairs. In the master bedroom I moved some potted plants and exposed a cruddy buildup of dust on the baseboard. Carol was mortified. She stopped me and told me to wait while she ran to get a rag. She returned and began to try and clean the baseboard without bending over in front of me. It looked ridiculous, stooping at the knees and trying to wipe the baseboard. I chuckled at her efforts. I saw her shake her head and scoff at the awkward position she had used for the sake of modesty. She stood up and said, "Oh, the hell with it. Enjoy the show." Carol got down on all fours, her butt cheeks clearly viable under her hiked up mini dress and began scrubbing the baseboard. As she worked she smiled playfully and looked back at me as I enjoyed the show. I felt my penis go rock hard and the desire I felt for her, wiggling her ass and smiling back at me, was overpowering. Still, I never would have touched her, but then something unexpected happened. Carol's snaps on her snap crotch all let loose. The strain from her vigorous wiping and ass wagging had been too much. The stretch material snapped away, revealing her completely naked crotch. She didn't have panties on and I saw everything, her pink vagina with a crown of soft blond pubes, and her cute button of an asshole were both on full display. Carol froze in place, shocked at what had just happened. She slowly turned her head away with her eyes squeezed shut and shouted, "Oh my fucking God! Tell me that did not just happen!" But talking was the last thing on my mind. I hadn't even seen a pussy in six months. The sight of her glorious vagina was too much to resist and before Carol had finished her sentence my tongue was all the way up inside of it and my nose buried in her asshole. I remember her shriek of surprise and she definitely tried to get away, but the primal beast in me had been unleashed and there was no stopping it. By the time I began to have coherent thoughts, Carol had stopped yelling in protest or resisting in any way. Instead, she began moving her hips and moaning loudly in ecstasy as I ate the living fuck out of that pussy. Then, as we moved away from the wall and I turned her on her back to eat that pussy from a better angle, Carol pushed my head and hands out of the way and started frantically undoing my belt. In a gutteral voice she demanded, "Give me that big cock!" I helped her get at it and it was in her mouth as soon as she saw it. I never had a woman take it all the way in like that. I'm not huge, but it's over eight inches and very thick. So most women have trouble when it gets to the back of their throats. Carol only lunged three or four times, but my penis disappeared each time. She had engulfed the whole thing, making sounds like a starving animal devouring its meat in one giant gulp. Then she jumped back and pushed her pussy up in the air with her legs spreading wide. Grabbing the base of my cock and guiding it toward her pussy she growled, "Fuck me! Hurry! Fuck me now!" I grabbed a fist full of blond hair, looked into her eyes and shoved my cock into her. We stared into each other's eyes as my cock went deep and began fucking each other with long, warm delicious strokes. I said, "I'm going to cum in you." She said, "Do it. Fill me up!" I held off as long as I could, grunting with each deep pump. Then I saw Carol's eyes roll back in her head and felt her body stiffen. The pressure of an orgasm built up in my groin, grew in power as it surged through my cock until it exploded out of me in burst after burst of blissful release. Carol gyrated and shook in the throws of her own orgasm, both of us pulling with both of our arms and all of our might in a desperate effort to shoot all my cum inside of her vagina as deeply as possible. We collapsed on the floor, completely exhausted and fighting for air, both of us trying to catch our breath. Then she began to cry. I was softening, but still deep inside her. No words can describe how terrible I felt. Both of us were so intelligent, so moral and so full of ourselves that the idea we might succumb to such basic, primal instincts and fuck on the floor like two dumb animals was inconceivable... until we did it. I got off her and we sat there talking. We decided that we should never see each other or talk again. As we talked the connection we had and the genuine affection we felt was undeniable, so we gave in to them again and made love for the rest of the afternoon. We knew it was our last and only time together, so we explored each other's bodies and pleasured each other in every way we could. We were in a sixty-nine position when the phone rang and her husband's voice was leaving her a message about how much he loved her and how special she was to him. At that moment I blew my second big load in her mouth and Carol swallowed it all down. Her husband said, "So I'll see you at dinner, Sweety. Kiss the kids for me." He hung up and I turned his wife around on their bed and fucked her in the ass. It took me a very long time, after already cumming hard in both her pussy and her mouth, but after about forty minutes of pounding that tight ass, I ejaculated for a third and final time deep in Carol's bowels. She breathlessly thanked me for the ass fuck, saying her husband was too squeamish for anal, but I had given her two more orgasms because of my relentless pumping. She had thoroughly enjoyed how merciless I had been. We kissed, talked and held each other for a long time. Finally, I packed up and left. Carol handed me a check inside an envelope and after we said goodbye forever, she passionately kissed me. With tears welling in her eyes she turned away and went back into her house. Before I pulled out of the driveway, I opened the envelope. She had given me a check for five hundred dollars for a two hundred dollar job. And she had written a note. It said, "Thanks for the fuck of a lifetime. I think we both needed that and I will never forget you. Carol."

I put the check in my shirt and threw away the note. Carol was also a writer. I often wonder if she ever wrote this experience down and what that story might be like. Only Edgar's name was changed for this memoir. Maybe Carol's story is floating around the internet somewhere. I doubt it. She's probably still married and wouldn't want to hurt her husband. But she taught me something. Even good girls can cheat. Carol was a good girl. Shit just happens in life and sometimes the stars align against our best efforts. We all do bad things sometimes. Even the most civilized among us can find themselves fucking on the floor like a dumb animal.

This happened way back in 1986. I only tell close friends how my second marriage ended. Here's the tale. I'm not proud, but it is very sexually exciting. I married my second wife because she was so hot and we both were alcoholics. I was only 22 and she was 20. We used to drink at a small bar in a bad neighborhood nearly every night and especially on weekends. Everyone knew us. We had only been married a few months. It was a Friday night around midnight and the bar was packed. Suddenly, I couldn't find my wife anywhere. I began searching for her and asking around when a guy I didn't know very well said he saw the bartender, a jerk named Franky, take a blonde into the BJ room. I asked him what the hell is the BJ room and where is it. He pointed to a fire exit. I went and opened the door. No alarm sounded and it let out into an L shaped alley behind the building with no other exits. I turned the corner and saw my new wife of only two months on her knees and aggressively blowing Franky the bartender. I was immediately furious, but they hadn't seen me peek around the corner so I quietly walked back in the bar and looked around. It was full of guys who had hit on my wife all the time and a bunch of dudes I didn't know, including several members of the local biker gang. The evil idea hit me and I shouted, "My wife's back here giving out blow jobs if anyone wants one!" The reaction was immediate. A throng of goons dropped whatever they were doing and headed my way. I yelled, "It's twenty bucks each. Pay up." The whole group paused as I blocked the door. I said, "Twenty bucks! No condom. And she swallows. One at a time. Whose first?" A big biker pushed forward and handed me a twenty dollar bill. I took it and stepped aside. The door closed. A few seconds later a frazzled looking Franky came out. I held out my hand and said, "That will be twenty bucks, Franky." He said, "For what?" I slapped his face and said, "That's my f*ckin wife on her knees back there. Now pay up." Franky pulled a twenty out and tossed it at me, running into the crowd of guys. I yelled, "Whose next. I think three at a time is fine." I collected three more twenties and let them through the door. A few minutes later the big biker came out, zipping up his fly and said, "Thanks, man. Your wife's a doll." He handed me a hundred dollar bill, patted my shoulder and said, "She's worth every penny." I collected another twenty from a black dude and sent him in to replace the biker. I kept replacing new guys for the ones coming out, and this went on for well over an hour. Finally, the last guy went inside, a short balding dude, and I followed him to the end of the alley. Another guy was getting serviced by my wife in front of us as we watched. He finished after a few minutes and she swallowed his spunk down, which surprised me. I had only offered that for the hype. She hated sperm. It normally disgusted her. I really hadn't expected her to swallow any of it or do anything like this. Her willingness to stay in the alley and blow so many men like that seemed insane to me. Actually, I thought she was going to run out of that alley screaming when I had started this. Instead she stayed in there and she orally serviced every one of them, at least 44 men. (I counted the twenties later that night and I had $880 in twenties and the hundred dollar bill from that biker) Kerri looked awful. That was her name btw. It's her real name. I'm not protecting her here with a fake name. Her mascara had streaked down her cheeks. Her hair was a tangled blond mop and hanging in front of her face. Her shirt had been pushed down and her bra pulled up exposing her breasts. She blinked up at me and the short balding dude next to me, who was spanking his meat with gusto. Before I could ask her why she would do this the balding dude stepped forward, presented his penis and Kerri put her mouth around it. He groaned and stiffened, then jerked around. Kerri pulled away with a mouthful, and staring up at me with a defiant look, she swallowed. As the short balding dude zipped up and fled back toward the bar, I held my arms out and asked, "Why?" She cleared her throat, licked her lips and said, "Why? You ask me why? Because my fucking husband told everyone no condom needed and that I swallow. That's why." She stood up, her dirty knees sticking out of torn fishnet stockings, and unstable on her five inch pumps. She made an attempt to fix her hair with her hands, but gave up and lurched forward, clip-clopping passed me. She said, "I need a drink. Get this nasty taste out of my mouth before I puke." She put a finger up and paused, spinning unsteadily on one heel to face me. She smirked and added, "Oh, and one more thing I need... a divorce." She turned away and clip-clopped out of my life.

One Friday of each month the wife and her friends go out to have afew drinks. Girls Night is from 7pm,-2:30 am no later. So they're out having fun as i watch the kids. I usually i stay up and wait for them to get home. But that day i fell asleep. The bright sun is what woke me up honestly. I go to check on my wife. But she isnt home yet. I check the time and it was about 8:15am. As i start getting ready to see if something happed to the girls a black SUV pulls in with really loud hip hop music. Then 2 black guys get out and open the back doors. Then i see then taking her out so wasted and passed out. The guys take her out and sit her on thr drive way and leave. Angry i told her get up get inside now! As she went in she only made it to sofa and went to sleep. As i get closer to helper i noticed her panties and bra are gone. Shes not wearing any. Now im upset. So i take her jacket off and in the pocket were her panties. So soaked from those bbc. Couple days later she confessed what had happed. She said that they were at the bar having a great time then the black guys started buying them lots of drinks. So then remembers they're 4 black guys and 3 of my wifes friends. And where in a motel room. And that all 4 guys took turns fucking her and her also married friends. That went on from 1:30am to 7am. So then i told her to make a police report. And gave me that look like if she started that orgy.

My brother was getting married in Vegas and wanted my wife and me to stand up for them which we were cool with. He and his wife to be would only be in Vegas for the day due to their work but my wife and me decided to stay for a week. We were leaving for the airport as soon as Kim my wife got off work, I would pick her up and head right to the airport to catch our flight. She had asked me to pack her clothes for her and I was more then happy to do so. I didn't pack any panties or bras for her but I did pack only one nice dress for the wedding and the rest was short mini skirts or sun dresses and white tops that are some what see through.

When we got to the hotel and she seen what I had packed she said that she would have to go shopping and I told her that there was going to be no shopping on this trip. She looked at me and "So you want me to walk around Vegas with no underwear on. And you want me to wear things like this without panties?" Holding up one of her sun dresses which I could see her through. I told her that that's what I wanted. She didn't say a word just looked at me knowing I was going to show her off, which I like to do.

The next afternoon we met my brother and his soon to be wife and went with them for them to say their I do's and after a quick dinner they got back on the plane to fly home. I had my wife change her clothes to a short pleated skirt and one of her white tops. We went dancing and after she had about 5 or 6 drinks in her she started dancing with other guys and I could see she was getting very turned on knowing the guys were getting a eye full of her tits and a couple of guys got their hands under her skirt and grabbed her ass or more. I could see she had enough and was ready to go back to the room so we want to walk the 8 blocks back to the room.

We seen that if we cut through a back lane it would be shorter and about half way a guy in a car flashed his head lights at us and waved for us to come over. So with my arm around my wife's wrist I walked us over and the guy said he want to know what she charged. My wife laughed and I said that she was done for the night and turned to walk away when the guy said I'll give you 50 bucks for a quick blow job right here and now. I turned around and said to my wife you want to make a quick 50? She didn't say a word but she was so horny from the flashing she just licked her lips. I told the guy I wanted the 50 up front and her handed me the money and I opened the passenger door for my wife. She got in and unzipped the guy, pulling out a sizable cock and went down on him. Its not the first time my wife has suck some cock in front of me so I wasn't shocked by her doing it.

The guy said to me as my wife sucked him off " how much for a night with her, I have a friend with me and we could have a good time with this one, so what does she charge for two guys for a night?" I said that I thought it was around 750 each for a night but they had to use condoms. He pulled a business card out with his cell number on it saying give him a call in the morning. I took the card and he push my wife's head all the way down on his cock and started coming down her throat.

The next day I could tell my wife was turned on with the thought of being a whore for a night and I was hard as well most the day so I made the call and they said a limo would pick her up at 6 pm in front of our hotel. I told her she didn't have to do it if she didn't want to and I could see in her eyes just how much she wanted it, after all we played a game that I would pick her up off the street and pay her for sex. She would go crazy when we played this game but this was for real.

At 10 to 6 she was dressed and waiting for the limo and I caught a look between her legs at her bare pussy and seen she was already wet before she went with them. The limo pulled up and the same guy got out and handed me a bunch of bills as my wife got to her feet. I took the money and said "Remember you have to use condoms." he said that he had a box ready for the night. I looked into the limo and seen what I think was a ex basketball player in there. He made the limo look small with his size. I wanted to back out of the deal but the door closed and they were gone.

It was 7 in the morning when she made it to our hotel room door and when she walked in I had to catch her. She passed out in my arms so I undressed her which wasn't much to do and seen bite marks and hickeys from her tits to her now shaved pussy and more than that she had a river of cum running out of both her pussy and ass.

She woke up about 2 pm and I had to help her to the bathroom and I ran a hot tub for her to soak in when she started to tell me what happened. They first wine and dine her and then took her to a house outside of Vegas where there was 12 more guys waiting for her. I know that she always wondered what a gang bang would be like and she went on saying she was soon naked and there was cocks of all colors and sizes there in front of her. I stopped her and asked if they had condoms on and she said there was a box of condoms but it never was opened. She then said she was told to get ever cock hard which she did and that's when they started fucking every hole she has and that they would let her take about a 5 minute break every hour or so. She said she needed it to wash the cum deep her throat and on the 3rd break she saw the cameras and was told to sign a piece of paper. She thinks it was a release. She said that she was up fucking and sucking all night and was only allowed to be some what cleaned up before she was put in a car not a limo to be dropped off here.

I'm sure that it going to be so kind of gang bang wife video which my wife just starred in and I can't say I'm happy about that. My wife never left the room the rest of the week and had no interest in having any kind of sex with me the rest of the week either.

We are back home and she got herself tested for any kind of STD and it came back clean so we are happy about that for sure. As for the number on the business card, well I think it was a throw away cell number and the name of the business was bullshit as was the office number. The business number ended up being a church in Carson Ca. they were not happy with the things I was saying to them but when I did a check on the number it turned out to be what they said they were.

My wife sex drive has come back and now she deep throats me with no problem and also likes being butt fucked which she was not into before so some good did come from it. We had a DVD show up in the mail today and it's a copy of my wife's night cut back to being only 2.5 hours long and the title is Amateur gang bang housewives 6. If you can find it that's my wife.

In 1991, my 29 year old blonde wife had an affair with a man with a bigger, thicker cock. When my wife began coming home later and later every night with a strange "glow" about her, I became suspicious. She showed no interest in fucking me and wouldn't even give me a blowjob. I discovered another man's semen stains in her panties. My heart immediately sank and them my blood boiled. I decided right then and there to "get even" with her.

Although I had only an average sized dick, I thought I was doing "OK". Before marriage, my wife told me how she didn't suck cock and she didn't swallow. She was supposedly a nice Catholic girl who only fucked missionary style and her ass was "exit only." After we were married, I learned that her "ex" had a monster cock and my wife DID indeed swallow his cum.

Since my wife didn't want to fuck or suck my dick anymore, I decided to make sure that she and her 11 year old step daughter would be eating my semen as long as we were still married.

My wife couldn't function without her coffee with cream and sugar. I was going to make sure that it was my cream she was drinking in every cup. I ejaculated into her "Half & Half" every day for the next 26 years. I also came in her shampoo and face cream regularly. If she was going to fuck a monster cock behind my back, she was going to wear and eat my cum.

I also began to feed my semen to my stepdaughter. I figured "like mother, like daughter" so I may as well hasten her debauchery into a little slut. Since she like salad with italian dressing and yougert, my cum went into both of them for nearly 7 years until she moved out of the house. When the dressing bottle was nearly empty, I figured it must have been nearly 80% semen with italian spices. She never noticed anything and seemed to love the taste. Two years later when she lost her virginity, my wife and I put her on the pill. Being the horny stepdad, I regularly sniffed her used teen panties while jacking off into the salad dressing (and Half & Half). I also would note when she came home with semen drops in her panties.

4 years later we moved to another state and I continued the sperm treatments for my wife and stepdaughter. Although I never found semen in my wifes panties, it didn't mean she wasn't still fucking another guy with a monster dick and using a condom (or swallowing his thick semen.) I made sure that both sluts regularly consumed my cum.

At 16, my wife's stepdaughter got her tongue and both nipples pierced without our permission. What a horny little slut! Since she was a sound sleeper, I would go into her room and put my hard cock on her cute face or put my shaved balls next to her open mouth. I never fucked her, but I did finger her in her sleep. She would get so wet and buck against my fingers while I inserted them into her sopping pussy and rub her erect clit. What a little slut. She'd wake up and wonder whether girls had "wet" dreams. I found out years later that she was quite the party girl in high school - doing oral and anal! I was so jealous of her boyfriend banging all of her tight holes almost every night. The least I could do was to make sure my stepdaughter consumed her daily dose of daddy-cum.

When my wife's daughter moved away for college, I anonomously subscribed her to some porn magazines such as Penthouse and Variations. She mentioned she was getting the magazines but never cancelled them. The thought of my stepdaughter masterbating to the magazines I bought for her kept me hard and cumming in my wife's Half & Half.

A decade later when my wife's daughter got married, she married a man with a huge cock and they fucked like rabbits in every hole. Her husband should thank me for turning her into such a cumslut!

To this day, my wife is still eating and wearing my semen. :)