All characters and situations are fictional.
All characters are above the age of consent.
Any similarities with people or places are simply coincidental.
Several weeks have passed since I found myself forced into sex with both of my sons. That weekend, I was taken by them both multiple times. Sometimes together and sometimes separately.
As awkward as it is to comprehend that I am the first real sexual experience for them both, well, at least Junior apparently had a couple blowjobs from someone else before me, it has reluctantly become normal.
After Junior's leave was over, and he flew back to his duty station, promising to return often, Danny has taken to having sex with me regularly.
I can't refuse him. Oh, I want to, but how the fuck can I say no after all of this. And in my own twisted way I am pleased to make him feel good. At least he is no longer causing trouble.
So, my new normal is regularly fucking my 18-year-old son, and fucking Ricky, and my boyfriend, Tom.
At least Tom is unaware of it.
That first night I had sex with Tom after my encounter with his son, my sons and Ricky was pretty fucking awkward. I was really happy when Chris moved away. Although he did tell me privately that he hoped to see me when he came back for visits.
But that has been it. Ricky has agreed not to introduce anyone else into this deviant relationship. But that was more for Danny and Junior's sake, as they both are concerned about adding anyone that might introduce an STD into the mix.
Thank god that hasn't happened. I have been fully checked for that as well.
Other than the perverseness of fucking and sucking Danny almost daily, my life has been pretty normal.
But not tonight. Tom has me involved in a most humiliating situation.
I have actually contemplated breaking up with him. Not because I don't like him; I really do. But I don't want to hurt him if he finds out what kind of a woman he is dating.
Tonight I'm thinking that I should have done just that. He has dragged me into something that I can't believe I ever agreed to.
Well, actually it wasn't supposed to be as involved as it turned out to be.
Tom is a real estate attorney. He apparently is still acquainted with Gopal, his ex-girlfriend's older brother. Gopal is officially taking over as the head of his father's motel operation since his father's health is failing. In addition, they are purchasing two more motels.
Gopal reached out to Tom for legal assistance in purchasing the properties. And when Gopal had spoken to him about finding someone who can help with the financial accounting of running three motels instead of just one, Tom had recommended me.
Of course, Tom didn't tell me who the client was when he shared this news with me. Then he told me that we had been invited to meet with the owner at a family party which was to announce the engagement of his son.
I was happy to go, until he told me who the owner was.
I tried to get out of it. I mean, how the fuck can I attend something where I've been fucked by several members of the family?
I used the excuse that I couldn't face his ex-girlfriend. And told him that I had changed my mind and wasn't interested in the job. He kept reminding me that this would give me the opportunity to retire from my current company and start making money while getting my pension. But I said no.
Tom insisted that I go. He even said that his ex wasn't going to be there. And that I could mingle with the other guests while he went over details with Gopal.
So here I am, wearing a pretty red, knee length dress at a party I want nothing to do with.
And I see Kiara there, so I'm guessing that Tom was misinformed, or outright lied. Thank god the place is crowded and I can avoid her. The house is large, so there are plenty of places for me to maneuver.
I overhear that the wedding announcement is for Aanan and Theresa, the Latina maid who was involved with my ordeal at the motel. Apparently Gopal has approved of their relationship, especially after learning that Theresa is pregnant. I wonder if she was already pregnant the day I went down on her. That must have been difficult to watch her baby's father fucking me.
I just want to get out of here. I do a good job of avoiding everyone, until I find myself standing face to face with Gopal.
"So, we meet again." He says, displaying a sheepish grin.
"I shouldn't be here." I tell him.
"Nonsense. You are here with Thomas. You are my guest."
"But..."
"But nothing. Look, come into my den so we can talk privately."
I nervously follow him, sipping on a beer as I go. We enter the den and he closes the door behind him. I hear the click of the lock and become nervous.
"Leigh, do not worry."
I do, despite his words of assurance.
"Look, that day at the motel. My sister put you through a lot. Do not get me wrong, I enjoyed what we did. I really enjoyed it."
I stare down at the floor.
"I had not been with a woman for several years. Since before my wife died. You made me feel very good that day. And watching you with my sister was quite titillating as well."
"I always thought that Kiara was a beautiful woman. But seeing her naked with you between her legs was so exciting. I have video of it, and I watched it several times, treating myself in the process."
"Then I confronted her with it. Well, I owe you my gratitude. Kiara and I have sex frequently now. We must keep it a secret, she is my sister after all. But she pleases me greatly. And it is all thanks to you."
I don't know what to say. My rape at Kiara's hands has become an incestuous relationship. Perhaps not as bad as the one I am in, but incestuous all the same.
"Why are you telling me this?" I ask.
"Because I want you to know. Also, I want more from you. I want you to suck my dick in front of my sister. You do this and I will not say anything to Thomas"
"You can't be serious?"
"Oh, but I am. Just one blowjob and we will pretend that we never saw you."
Shit, I can't believe this. Still, they both have seen me having sex. They both had sex with me. If it will keep their tongues from wagging I'll fucking do it.
"Ok." I agree. Besides, Gopal is an attractive man.
Gopal unfastens his pants and lowers them and his underwear. His cock is half hard when he sits down. He picks up his phone and presses a button.
"Come to the den. Use your key because the door is locked."
"Go ahead." He tells me.
I drop to my knees and stroke his cock, watching it harden in my hand. Then I lean forward and begin sucking him.
I hear the door unlock. I do not bother to look, already knowing who is coming in. The door closes and the latch clicks once more.
"Hello, whore. I see you like my brother's penis." Kiara hisses. "I guess he told you that I like it too."
I remain silent, concentrating on giving Gopal the best blowjob I can.
"Does she make you feel good, brother?"
"Oh yes. Perhaps you would like to join her."
"Why not."
I am surprised to hear that. Soon, Kiara is on her knees beside me, leaning her head in so she can lick her brother's dick while I suck the head of it in my mouth.
"Oh yes, that feels very good." Gopal says.
Kiara and I take turns sucking his cock. This goes on for a few minutes until she backs away and stands up. "I want to watch you make him cum in your mouth."
I suck him, picking up the pace as Kiara watches. Gopal's hips rise and fall slowly as I continue. Then he gasps and blows his load into my waiting mouth.
I sit back on my knees, looking at his cock as it slowly softens. There's still a dab of cum in the slot.
"My turn, whore." Kiara says.
I turn my head, and see that she has removed her saree and panties. Gopal gets up and helps Kiara into his seat. "Now you must pleasure my sister."
"Why the fuck not." I say in surrender. If it will just get me out of Tom learning anything.
I lean forward and start licking Kiara's hairy pussy, with the taste of Gopal's cum still in my mouth.
"Oh yes, I like how your mouth feels on me." Kiara tells me.
"And I like how it looks." Gopal says in agreement.
I feel him behind me, and I know what he is doing. He raises my skirt and pulls my red panties down my thighs. I part my legs, anticipating his cock, which I'm sure is hard again. I feel him sliding into my pussy.
Gopal pushes in. I fuck back against him while eating Kiara's cunt. While I know that I am being blackmailed into this, I have to admit that it is much better than my experience at the motel.
Gopal feels good inside me. We slam together, enjoying each others flesh, as I eagerly lap away at Kiara's clit.
"Oh yes, make me cum, whore."
God how I hate that word.
"Yes, that's it, you are making me cum." Kiara says, as her hips buck. I feel her juices flowing freely as she creams on my face.
When she finishes I raise my head, panting loudly as Gopal bangs my pussy. I am so close to orgasm.
"Oh my, oh my yes." Gopal comments, just as he begins to orgasm inside me.
"Don't stop, please don't stop." I say, continuing to fuck back against him as I am so close to release.
Then he is out of me.
"No, I want to cum too." I whine.
Kiara laughs. "The whore did not climax, brother. What shall we do?"
Gopal rises to his feet, securing his pants. "Get dressed and wait with her. I will get Krish."
"What? No. No one else." I stammer as Gopal hurries out of the den.
"Do not say a word about you and me." Kiara tells me.
Kiara is dressed when he returns. "Oh my." I hear Krish say as he sees me leaning on the chair with my bare ass exposed.
"I came to soon for her. She needs more dick." Gopal explains.
Kiara leaves the room, pulling the door behind her.
Krish lowers his pants and jumps behind me. The married man once more forgets about his wife who is overseas as he thrusts his cock into my pussy.
I don't care. I like Gopal better, but right now I just want to cum. And if this fucker will get me off then so be it.
I slam back against him, taking him as deep as possible. My body picking up where it left off when Gopal finished.
Krish is moaning in delight as he pokes me. I hear the door and assume that Kiara has come back in to watch. Right now I don't care. I'm about to cum.
"Yes, make me cum goddamn it, make me cum!"