Them or Me… – Exhibitionist & Voyeur – Free Sex Story

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Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of Incest or Incest content.

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Author’s note: some time ago, I wrote about “How I became a slut for my husband”. Many of you asked for another chapter for these characters. I had fun researching, experimenting, and writing this, I hope you like it.

It had been several weeks since our visit to my father-in-law’s for the weekend. Closing my eyes, I remembered my excitement as Jack watched his father fuck me.

My breathing became more labored as strange fingers cupped my boobs. His fingers pinched and pulled on my nipples, alternating between pulling them hard and softly caressing them driving me insane. My thoughts were a whirlpool of sensations as my mind returned to that weekend. Jack’s father had taken me within five minutes of our arrival; fucking me hard while I was leaning up against our car while Jack watched.

Lying me face down on the hood of the car, Jack never even objected as his father took control. I can’t even remember him kissing me first, one minute I was standing there, surprised that his father greeted us naked, and the next minute he was pounding my Pussy with that wonderful cock.

That night I had certainly been ready for more Sex thanks to the two cops who pulled us over earlier, and then when Jack fucked me after the cops agreed not to ticket him. Jack had wanted me to be naked all weekend and I smiled to myself that I spent the entire weekend with my legs spread or on my knees right up until it was time to go to work on Monday.

His father was just as large as him and his cock filled me completely. As the fourth person to fuck me that night, I was insatiable and was only too happy to submit to his dad. I remembered tilting my head up and seeing Jack smiling as his father plunged in and out of me from behind.

Right now, my body was responding to the fingers and hands of this stranger. Blindfolded, I could only hear his breathing, and my inability to see who it was brought my arousal to an entirely new level of excitement. Although the hands were large, rough, and calloused they knew their way around a woman’s breasts.

The combination of being masturbated, being blindfolded, and replaying the memories of Jack’s father made me lightheaded and completely compliant.

From the first time, I had met him Jack’s father had always seemed to want to get into my pants. We hadn’t even been married that first time I was barely nineteen, and I remember the look of lust in his eyes. I had seen that look many times since and my reaction was always the same; I wanted to be ravished. I had always felt guilty and restrained by what “a good girl” should be… I’m not like that anymore.

Jack’s mother and a couple of Jack’s aunts were sitting around the shore watching several of us swimming. The way Jack’s father looked at me made me very wet. I might have been young, but I wasn’t inexperienced. He wasn’t overt but wearing my tiny red bikini, I could feel his gaze like it was a physical force.

Then, like now, I worked hard to stay in shape, and now Jack, like when we were first dating likes showing me off. Somehow in those middle years, he had changed. Back then, his “prudish” stage was in the future and Jack had suggested that I wear that bikini instead of the one-piece I had originally packed. Jack had said his family wouldn’t mind and he knew I liked being on display; I was almost completely naked in that bikini.

The top was just two small triangles connected by a thin strip of fabric. It barely covered my nipples and when they inevitably became engorged, the material revealed the edges of my pinkish-brown areola. The tiny bottoms always stretched tight over my shaved crotch revealing the outline of my Pussy and most times even the little bump of my clit. It was obvious to anyone who looked at me that I was turned on and Horny.

I could barely keep my knees from shaking I could feel myself trembling and feeling the pre-orgasmic waves flowing through my body. The back was little more than a string that pulled snuggly against my Ass that bit deliciously into my Ass every time I moved. I still have that bikini and still feel the same way every time I put it on.

Jack’s mom and aunts were not pleased and more than once voices mentioned the word “slut” when they were talking. Jack’s uncles may have thought the same thing but their eyes seemed glued to my curves, my rock-hard nipples, and the way my little clit was poking into the bottoms.

A while later, I remember, I was in the water with several of his cousins, everyone was drinking and laughing, including Jack’s dad. I had kept to the deeper water, hoping to secretly remove my bottoms and maybe my top without anyone noticing. Part of me was enjoying the stares and even the whispering. I loved being naked and being an exhibitionist… I smiled to myself, I likely was a slut.

Thinking back to how I was then, I was always amazed that I had given up that part of my personality for so long. The daily grind of working literally had made me forget how much I enjoyed that part of me. It almost cost Jack and me our marriage. Until that counselor and Jack had given me permission to reopen that part of my life. I shook my head and remembered what happened next.

The water was up to my neck when I felt his hands. He had swam up behind me, laughing and playing all innocent. I felt the thick fingers on my breasts, cupping them and pinching my nipples so hard, that I almost moaned. It had been unexpected and I almost screamed. I caught myself because I didn’t want to embarrass Jack and his dad; besides I had my own daddy issues and feeling his fingers explore me was like a fantasy come true.

I felt lightheaded as Jack’s father’s hands moved and cupped my cheeks, firmly grasping my tight Ass so tight I couldn’t help but moan quietly. Fortunately, in all of the splashing and laughing, nobody noticed.

I felt those strong hands move and explore my curves and hidden places. After several minutes I felt one slip inside the thin fabric of my bottoms. To anyone on the shore, it seemed like his father and I was sharing a story, not a sexual encounter. Then as if Jack sensed the truth, he was in the water approaching us.

To my surprise, Jack’s father didn’t move at all. He and Jack talked about how sexy I was, almost as if I wasn’t there, his father’s hands still caressing my Ass. Finally, when Jack’s mom called, his father stopped and he swam to shore. Jack came to me and kissed me long and hard in front of his family. He whispered to me that he was going to fuck me long and hard right after supper. He did.

It wasn’t the last time that Jack’s dad Dean felt me up. Dean seemed to know that Jack would never object and for a while Dean would continue to touch me and fondle me every chance he got. Except for that difficult time with Jack, I got used to Dean’s hands and fingers caressing me, often times he even penetrated me with those thick fingers. As Jack and I experienced some of our issues, I found myself even having dark fantasies about Dean. I think Dean was just as happy as me to learn about the counselor’s advice. Surprisingly though, until that weekend, his cock had never been inside me.

Dean was built almost exactly like Jack, about 6.2 and 220 lbs of mostly muscle. He hadn’t really changed in all of the years I had known him. His Wife, Nancy, unfortunately, was about the same weight as him, was much shorter, and not nearly as attractive. She also never changed her mind, she had always thought I was a slut.

Whenever I spoke to Jack about Dean, Jack would make excuses and find ways to explain his dad. Just recently, Jack had told me that his parents hadn’t had Sex in forever. I wasn’t surprised, but I figured Dean never let that stop him from having Sex with someone.

“What are you saying, you want me to fuck your dad?” I had said to Jack when he told me that.

“No, but you know that he likes you, and I know that he could never seem to keep his hands off of you,” he said in a voice that seemed to be very accepting of the situation. Then he added, “Well, do you think he is attractive?”

I waited several moments before answering, “Jack, remember the councilor saying for us to re-explore our sexuality?”

Jack nodded.

I continued, “And if you want me to fuck your dad, and you are okay with that, then I will, he’s done everything but fuck me so far.” I smiled knowingly at Jack.

“April, that’s not what I’m saying, and besides he’s told me every he’s done to you,” he said trying to backpedal but kind of implying that his dad fucking me would not be the worst thing in the world.

“Jack, your dad looks just like you, maybe a little heavier and a little greyer, but I think you are pretty attractive and so is your dad,” I said, trying to appear as if I wasn’t saying yes or no.

Then we took that drive, what a weekend!

I had not even brought any clothes and was naked the entire weekend. Things had gotten really got interesting when we were pulled over by those two cops. I let them fuck me silly so Jack wouldn’t get charged. That had been so Hot. Then Jack fucked me after they left.

Finally a few hours late we had arrived at our weekend escape only to find Jack’s dad there alone, naked, and very ready to fuck me.

What followed that weekend had been a blur of Sex with Dean, Sex with Jack, Sex with both of them, and then in something I hadn’t expected to be as Hot as it was, watching Dean suck his son’s cock.

Dean had just finished fucking me and I was still leaning over the hood of the car catching my breath. Dean’s cum was still dripping from my dilated Pussy. Dean was also leaning against the car and mostly soft when he used a finger to motion, Jack, over to him.

They switched places with Jack now leaning on the car and Dean got down on his knees. Jack unzipped his jeans and with some difficulty pulled out his hard thick cock. I straightened up, not really believing what I was seeing. Jack didn’t seem surprised at all like maybe this wasn’t the first time.

Jack closed his eyes as his father took the tip of his cock into his mouth. I watched and began to rub my little Pussy. I had never imagined that Dean would suck another man’s cock, much less his son’s.

I thought I was a great cocksucker, there were few things I like more than feeling that Hot, sticky liquid squirting into my mouth, on my face, in my Pussy, or especially shooting deep into my Ass but Dean showed me some things I hadn’t thought of before. Furiously fingering myself I was in awe as Jack held his father’s head with both hands and fucked his face.

Jack would tell me later that giving him a blow job was the price his dad had to pay for finally being able to fuck me.

I’m not sure how long Jack lasted because I was entranced but for a long time, the quiet lake air was filled with Jack’s voice encouraging Dean to “suck my cock, daddy,” over and over again. Finally, after watching Dean work his magic, taking Jack to the very edge of Orgasm and then pulling him back deftly and then repeats it over and over again. I could see that Jack was about ready to explode, his body was literally shaking and vibrating from head to toe. Then he went completely rigid and opened his mouth.

Jack moaned loudly and I’m sure anyone listening heard him as he came. Dean went to pull away and Jack held his head in place.

With a loud, “OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Jack continued to cum and flooded his father’s mouth. To his credit, Dean swallowed it all and even licked his lips when some spilled and dripped down his face.

Later lying in bed awake, after both Jack and Dean fell asleep almost immediately, I laughed they both barely had the energy to crawl into the cabin.

“Men,” I said to the now quiet lake.

I wondered how we would find something to top this, although I wouldn’t have minded repeating everything we had done that Friday night several more times.

When we returned home, both of us had been on opposite shifts for a week and we could only meet our needs through masturbating, reading erotica, and watching Porn.

Finally, on our first day off together, we fucked like bunnies.

The next morning Jack had to leave for work early and as he got ready he left me lying naked in bed.

The scent of last night’s Sex lingered, my Pussy and Ass were red, inflamed, and covered in the dried residual cum that had not soaked into the sheets. My hair was tousled and I looked like someone had fucked me hard… he had.

Before leaving he came back into the bedroom and kissed me goodbye and told me to think about something that he thought might be fun. He turned though and headed for the bedroom door without saying anything.

“Hey,” I said, and he turned and I asked, “Think about what?”

He smiled and said, “Dogging.”

“What?” I asked but he had gone.

“Dogging?” I had never heard about it, so I lay there and grabbed my phone and googled it.

I read the explanation and said to the now empty room, “Fuck, that’s Hot!”

I read some more and then watched a couple of videos, “That’s very Hot.”

It was very slutty, it sounded dangerous even; I loved it.

Later after we had an afternoon supper session in our kitchen, Jack and I discussed how we might try dogging. Jack said he had been doing some research online. Apparently dogging was something more popular in Europe than here; but, according to some local chat rooms, there were places around here where you could try it if you were brave and Horny enough. One was actually an isolated highway rest stop which was relatively close.

“Are you game April?” he asked. I smiled because we both knew that I was brave enough and few people were hornier than me.

“You really want to watch me get naked and fucked by strangers?” I asked, feeling his cock and finding it just about bursting from his pants.

“Yes,” he said eagerly, almost too eagerly.

Realizing how it had said it, he added, “You won’t feel used, will you?”

“Based on how Hot I think this is, I think they might feel used by me, are you sure you want to do this?” I asked honestly wanting to know, but I was 100% sure I wanted to do this, getting fucked by strangers and possibly gangbanged made me moan aloud.

“Watching you and my dad really got me thinking,” he said.

“I laughed, and the two cops too, right?”

Jack just smiled and nodded his head.

“You certainly seemed to enjoy sharing me with your father after all of these years,” I said. I added, “Maybe when we do this the price to fuck me should be that they have to suck your cock afterward, your Dad certainly didn’t seem to mind paying the price,” I smiled seductively.

“Or vice versa,” Jack said quietly.

Jack hadn’t openly talked about how much he enjoyed his dad sucking his cock, but I knew he had and I knew he would want to do it some more or try it himself.

“I thought for a moment, maybe if I am sucking their cocks, maybe you can fuck me from behind,” I added and Jack seemed to smile at that prospect.

“Maybe I will fuck your tight little Ass too April, or let them do that while you suck me off, how does that grab you.?”

“Sounds great to me lover, do you think the counselor would agree?”

Our running joke was every time we pushed back another naughty Sex taboo we asked each other if the counselor would agree.

Jack replied, “April, I think we should invite her over one night so we can both fuck her,” I nodded my agreement, she was pretty Hot, even if she was in her fifties.

Jack drew me back to discussing “dogging.”

“I have a twist for you though, I want you to wear a blindfold so you can’t see who is playing with you or who might be watching.”

That was cool.

My entire body tingled when he said that. All through our conversation, my nipples had been aching and my little Pussy was drenched, when Jack mentioned the blindfold my body actually shuddered a little, stiffened, and I moaned aloud.

“Did you just Orgasm April?” Jack asked kind of stunned.

“Just a small one,” I smiled. I pulled him closer and started to lick our combined juices from his cock and balls.

Since we had started really exploring our sexuality, I found I was Horny all of the time and not only did I need Sex more often, I was able to Orgasm much more easily as well.

“I guess somebody else is excited too,” I smiled as his cock grew before my eyes.

Jack moaned and whimpered a little as I sucked and licked his cock. Jack lay back and I used my tongue, lips, and mouth from the tip of his cock down his shaft, on his balls, and even licked his little asshole. Jack came and filled my mouth with his cum and I let some of it drip down my face.

Jack fell almost immediately fell asleep as he usually did after Cumming hard.

I lay there thinking about dogging, my fingers working my little Pussy hard.

It was Saturday night when we pulled into the rest area just as the sun was beginning to set. There were several cars already there. I was excited, very wet, and surprisingly more than a little anxious. What we were about to do was potentially really dangerous, which only added to the thrill.

Jack was almost shaking with excitement. He wore a white Levi’s t-shirt and jeans with sandals and no socks and looked really good. I knew that under the jeans he was shaved and wore no underwear.

The weather was perfect, warm with a light breeze and the sky was clear.

My hair was in a ponytail, I wore just a little makeup, and my heart was beating so hard that I thought it might burst out of my chest.

I wore a jersey-style t-sheet shirt that just reached my Pussy and nothing else except a pair of running shoes. I knew that where I was sitting was very wet from my Pussy and that my scent filled the air in the car.

“You look awesome April,” he said and squeezed my thigh.

He inhaled deeply and just said, “MMMMmmmmmmm.”

Jack pulled into an area near a picnic table that had several empty parking spots. He left the windows down and turned off the key. I took a deep breath and forced myself to stop shaking.

“You okay April,” Jack said in a slightly higher than normal voice.

I nodded slowly.

“Okay, we will do just what we talked about, I’m going to get out and give you a little space.”

We had discussed me being alone in the car, Jack wouldn’t be far away in case there was trouble but he also didn’t want to scare anyone away.

Although he hadn’t said anything, I knew he also was hoping that the opportunity might present itself for him to get a little action as well.

He looked at me and asked, “Last chance, are you sure you want to do this?”

Without responding, I took the blindfold from the seat and put it on.

“Okay, April, no cheating now,” he laughed.

“I won’t peek, but you know I am going to let myself get fucked by anyone who wants to, right?”

“It’s not cheating if I want you to fuck other people, I just don’t want you to know who it is that fucks you,” he said smiling.

Besides, “I am counting on it,” he leaned over, kissed me, and then I heard the car door open, close, and I was alone.

The way I felt was hard to describe. Exposed, vulnerable, and incredibly turned on just didn’t seem to be enough, the possibility of being ravished by complete strangers was like how I felt the very first time I had Sex, only my anticipation was a thousand times greater.

My senses filled with the sounds of cars and trucks occasionally zipping past the rest area, the breeze, and the sounds of quiet voices in the distance. I heard more cars pulling into the rest area, some of them sounded very close, doors opened and closed, and I shivered in excitement.

I waited, wondering if the information on that website was right and if this was really the place. I wasn’t sure what to expect, I knew what I hoped for though.

I took a deep breath and told myself to relax again, it was the right place, it was the right night, and I would not have to wait long.

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