This Isn't Really Incest? (CLosed)

[cybal]

The water feels so nice on my naked body. It is warm and supporting then I hear Brenda and want to sink to tbe bottom. "What is Brad going to do?" I think horrified. I act as if I did not hear and say "come in Brad the water feels great!"

 

[garajd]

Going thru my mind, "Holy fuck, Brenda . . . nothing like killing the elephant in the room with one blast!"" However, might as well get it out there for everyone to deal with.

Brad stands there a shocked look on his face; but has to realize that he is no more "the innocent" in this situation than anyone else. He almost left Betsy because she cheated on him while dating; yet he fucked his own lover the day after their marriage. And now, his lover is standing there in front of him, naked, stroking his dad's cock while his wife is watching the whole scene unfold.

I can see Brad struggling . . . I can hear Betsy in the water, "Come in, Brad, the water feels great" . . .he finally turns around, sheds his clothes and dives into the water, and swims toward his wife . . .

Grabbing Brenda and pulling her to me, "Are you sure that was the right thing to do?"

 

[cybal]

Brenda smiles her evil grin and pulls you by the cock to the edge of the boat nearest Brad and Betsy. She kneels as you look out at Betsy watching you as Brad has her on top of him. He is facing away from the boat as Brenda takes your entire cock into her mouth and throat. Betsy licks her lips as Brad is obviously fucking his young wife.
Brenda feels your hands on her head and gives her self to you letting you fuck her mouth as you wish.
Betsy begins to moan as Brad hits the rights spots or it may just be the fact her father in law is watching as he gets a blow job from the woman who fucked Brad, and kept him from cumming within two minutes as usual, sucks his cock.
"OH yes brad" Betsy cries as he works her up and down his cock in the water.
Brenda is groaning as Bret forces his cock down her throat and back up over and over until he is on the verge.
"yes! YES! YES!" Betsy cries and Brad grunts as he cums in her tight young cunt.
Brenda moans "uh huh" expecting her own mouth full any second.

 

[garajd]

Apparently, Brad is over his 'funk', replaced by a fuck of his young wife in the lake. Didn't take long for the two of them to drive each other to a vocal orgasm in the water. I'm sure you came because of all the arousal from playing with Brenda in the house, and Brad, although he won't admit it yet, was hot and ready to go just thinking about Brenda tasting his wife's pussy . . . and possibly thinking about his pretty young wife fucking his dad.

Screw that, all I am focused on right now is Brenda's experienced mouth on my cock, standing on the boat for anyone to see. Once you and Brad cum, Brenda lifts her eyes to meet mine, "Uh, huh," she moans around my cock, letting me know she is ready . . . and hungry. I reach down and grab my balls just as my hot seed begins to fill her throat. She has never been able to swallow my entire load before, and tonight is no exception, as it starts to dribble down her chin.

 

[cybal]

Climbing up from the warm water into the cool night tightens my skin over my body, my nipples included. The site of Brenda on her knees and you staggering back against the steering wheel tells me all I need to know. I look at Brenda then kneel down and kiss her licking the cum from her chin. She kisses me back sliding her tongue covered in your cum into my mouth. I moan softly like I am tasting something delicious.
Brad bumps me away from Brenda getting up from the water in his usual, "I came so let me watch TV kind" of way. I fall over onto the deck of the boat helpless.
"Well help me up!" I hiss at him.
"Fuck you and your lesbian shit" he shoots back angrily.
"What you can put your dick in her but I cannot kiss her?" I ask getting angry as well.
"It's different" you hiss back in your usual "I don't know what to say but I know I am right" kind of way.
"I should fuck your daddy right here to show you what a dick you are being!" I yell. My voice echoing into the night. I get up and sit far from everyrone.

 

[garajd]

Looking at Brad, Brenda and I are totally pissed off. Backing him into a corner of the boat, we both go after him about being an asshole and a prick.

Brenda starts off, "So it's ok for you to fuck me on the day after you get married, and let me suck your scrawny dick in the front seat of your car, but Betsy has to be the good little girl that only fucks her husband. I just wonder how many lesbian videos you have watched and jerked off to? Time to grow up, Bradley!" Can't remember the last time he was called Bradley . . . maybe at the wedding, but a fucking long time before that.

I walk over to you and sit down beside you . . . not much I can say, but at least I can wrap my arm around you and hold you, even if we are both naked. "Give him some time, Betsy; he has got to realize that he can have 2 sets of rules. One for him and a different set for you. Brenda is working him over pretty good right now."

 

[cybal]

"I hate the double standard! I always get it. If a guy has a fling he is sowing his oats but if a girl does she is a whore!" I say as I start to cry and lean against your shoulder. "I guess I am a whore then" I sigh as my hand moves up to your thigh. I look up into your face and say "You are so kind" as my hand finds your limp cock. "I don't know how to say thank you other than to pleasure you" I say innocently showing my true nature. "Thank you daddy" I whimper nuzzling your shoulder.

 

[garajd]

Taking your hand in mine and removing it from my dick, "As much as I like your hand on my dick, Betsy, let's not push Brad's buttons any more than necessary right now. Let's just wait and see how Brenda's conversation with him turns out. I have the feeling that either he is going to change his attitude or he will swim back to shore and go to the house by himself. And, Betsy, you are not a whore. If I ever hear that come out of your mouth again, I'll probably turn you over my knee for a good spanking . . . but, fuck, you might enjoy that too much for it to be punishment."

Sitting there holding you, I can hear footsteps coming toward us . . . hopefully it is both Brad and Brenda.